i always make pictures so light

Hello sweeties! Exams are over which means organizing and tidying up my bedroom, some of you asked me how to make it a cute space that you enjoy being so here are some ideas ♥

Your budget:
So before you get started, think about how much money you want to spend or how much time you have. If you can’t afford to have your ‘dream room’ yet, you can do it little by little or save enough until you can give your bedroom a complete makeover!

Think of your vibe/theme:
Do you want it to be dark? cute? boho? maybe around a certain movie or characters? What’s important is that you choose something you know you’ll enjoy and it’ll make you happy, no one else matters!  

Your bed:
So for me this is one of the most important things to consider. Your bedspread is often the biggest part of your decor so find one you like and will not grow out of for a while. You could also buy new pillows or even make some for yourself if you’re crafty!

Painting your walls:
I know it’s not always possible, BUT if you can and your parents will allow it, it makes such a difference! Light colors can make the space look bigger and certain colors give off different moods so think carefully before choosing one. 

Your desk:
If you have a study/DIY/art area, make it the favorite part of your room! it should be a space to keep you inspired, not bored or anxious. I know you’ve seen all the cute desk areas that you wish were in your room but you’re too lazy to get started… :) 

This means fairy lights, pictures on your walls, small plants, candles, rugs or whatever floats your boat. 

*I wrote each one of these personally, so please don’t repost. I hope this helps you! If you have any questions, don’t hesitate on messaging me ^_^ © freepic icon

Love, Yumi 🛏️

Types as quotes from my college professors


“I don’t like Facebook, just thinking about it makes me upset”


“A little bit of Monday, a little bit of Wednesday, a little bit of tequilla”


“Your boss, your spouse, your children..” *calls out dramatically with arms outstretched* “Your nation!”


“I tried a dog collar once and barked like a dog until it shocked me. I never did it again”


 Professor: “What do you do when you can’t find your keys?” 

Student: “slowly, but surely panic”


“Come back from spring break and I’m gonna have pom poms”


“Poor Mr. Rogers has been inhabitated by an alien”


“Don’t give loose change to babies… they’ll choke on it”


 “Y’know my last name means unjust one. Keep that in mind during test time”


“You can do well on a test regardless if you crammed. *whispers* you horrible person”


“People demand to eat hotdogs a certain way. Don’t ask me why. Why should I know?”


“Your grade is going to be so low it lowers your High School GPA. A grade so low they take away your High School diploma”


“Green light” *Makes goose noises* (Repeats 4 times) 


*Professor looking at a picture of a kid getting bullied* “So this is a picture of my childhood”


“Except there is always a mess.. because.. y’know.. decapitation”


“It is when I first watched Mr. Rogers when I hated him” (Professor looks exactly like Mr. Rogers)


anonymous asked:

Can you please write a fic around this? Please??? PLEASE? Roan: okay so look this whole treaty things it's just not working out. Bellamy: what can I do to fix it? Roan: well a marriage might fix things Bellamy: ...Roan: between you and Clarke. Roan: and some heirs. Roan: and to make the alliance official make me the godfatherRoan: they can call me 'cool uncle roan'

so this is tweaked a bit to be more ‘marriage of convenience + bellarke babies’ and you can also thank this pic for inspo

wc: 4.7k because i obviously have no life

read on ao3 here

Despite all that they’ve been through, Clarke has never really hated Roan.

When he was her kidnapper she was more scared than anything, and then soon he became an ally in the snake pit that was Polis. Sure she might not agree with everything he does, but she’s come to have a soft spot for the man, especially after he agreed to trade with them even though the Ice Nation hated the Sky People.

The treaty that resulted from that alliance was another story however.

“Most Azgeda alliances are sealed with a contract,” he tells them, staring them down across the table.

“Anything,” she says. It had been a long couple of days in the Ice Nation. Snow had been amazing at first, but then the novelty soon wore off, and Clarke hates having to wear several layers of clothing each day. She is anxious to get back home, and from the way Bellamy keeps on drumming his fingers against the empty holster at his thigh, she can tell that he is too.

Roan lifts an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t be so fast, Wanheda,” he says smoothly, ignoring the way the title made her flinch. He nods at his guards positioned around the room.

Clarke and Bellamy share a look as they clear out.

“Most Azgeda alliances are sealed with a… certain kind of contract,” he explains once it’s just the three of them left in the chamber. He narrows his eyes, his gaze flitting back and forth between the two of them. “A marriage.”

They both go stiff at that, and almost unconsciously Clarke finds his hand beneath the table, squeezing it.

“A marriage,” she repeats, tongue feeling like cotton in her mouth.

If Roan notices the complete 180 in their demeanours, he says nothing. “Yes. Usually the child of the clan’s leader. Sometimes even that leader themselves.”

The muscle in Bellamy’s jaw twitches, and his hand tightens around hers.

“However, there have been some… special circumstances in the past,” he goes on, staring intently at Clarke.

She swallows. “What kind of circumstances?”

“If a leader has no children and is already promised to someone else,” he replies, and then his eyes pointedly slide from her to Bellamy who hasn’t so much as moved since the bomb was dropped. She feels her stomach clench. “If that’s the case then we can still choose to move forward in the alliance. The binding would just be a little bit trickier.”

“So if I was… promised,” she says, testing the feel of the word on her tongue as she chanced a glance at Bellamy, “Then we could still go through with this whole thing?”


She lets out a gust of air and turns to face him properly. For once his eyes aren’t guarded and she can see the hardened determination that graced his features. If this is what you need me to do, I’ll do it, he seems to say, and Clarke squeezes his hand under the table again, letting her thumb brush over his knuckles. Meeting his eye once more, she gives him the tiniest of nods before turning back to face Roan, who continues to watch the whole thing impassively.

She has to clear her throat twice before she can speak.

“I am promised to someone,” she tells him.

Roan doesn’t seem surprised. If anything he seems amused. “Is that so.”

Clarke nods and then lifts their joined hands to rest on the table. “Bellamy and I are to be married in the spring.”

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Kaisoo 1st April vs 1st June.

okayyyy so lot of you have been so happy with the recent news. to be honest I am happy too but SM will always have a way to break our happiness right? but whatver. i make this just beacuse I want to.

Let’s start.

1st April

Kai and D.O. both look so broken. and don’t deny it I have proofs. Including Kyungsoo’s single tear on his left eye. 

and on the picture above you can see that kyungso’s eyes looks glisten a bit. maybe its justthe light reflection or something but you can’t say there is no tear in the first photo.

Jongin also look so..tired? i dont know how to say it but he doesnt look like his cheerful self. I don’t have the photo of jongin,sadly. but you can see how unenergetic he was. Here is the kai focus and Here is the d.o. focus

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Everybody seemed to like the Markiplier aesthetics I did and since I had fun making them I made some Jack ones too. It was harder since he’s always had green hair so I tried to do the different shades he’s had over the past year.

Also while I was looking up green aesthetic pictures I found a TON that would work well with Anti so maybe I’ll do some alter-ego edits in the future? >:)

BTS reaction to their S/O being a good artist

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Jin would put your work up all around the dorm because he loves looking at them so much.

“It just makes my day better! Plus, our dorm looks super fancy now!”

Originally posted by chimchams


Yoongi loves to sit together with you and work on lyrics or beats while you draw next to him. 

“Working with you is so peaceful. And when I can’t concentrate it helps to watch you paint.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Namjoon always wants the whole story of your pictures and loves to watch your eyes light up when you talk about something you’re passionate about.

“It’s so fascinating to listen to your thought process. You put so much effort in your art and I admire that.”

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl


Somehow some of your pictures go missing until one day you find out that Hobi took them and put them up in his studio.

“When work gets hard they make me feel better! Since you can’t be here in person 24/7.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Minnie would accidentally find your sketchbook dedicated to pictures of him and tease you for the rest of your life with it.

“I love that you draw me! Makes me feel all fuzzy inside. PLEASE DON’T HIT ME!”

Originally posted by jitamin


TaeTae always has requests for you.

“Look at this cutie! Can you draw him for me?!”

Originally posted by bwibelle


Kookie would like to learn more from you.

“You are so good at drawing, I would be honored to have you teach me.”

Originally posted by mrspreadinglegsjungkook

-Admin Krümmel

I’m not perfect, I know this. But you aren’t either. For that, I love you even more! I’m gonna apologize ahead of time for being annoying and clingy sometimes, hell I’m so stubborn sometimes I’ll probably piss you off. But I promise when I’m wrong, I will always admit it, apologize and learn from it. I know you can’t be happy 24/7, that’d be emotionally exhausting. But I promise I’ll try my hardest to make sure whenever you can be, I’ll help make it happen. I promise I’ll always listen to whatever you say, and I’ll remember the little things like your favorite flower, your pet peeves, the way you take your coffee- hot, cold, black, light and sweet, all of that. I’ll remember the big things, your dreams, your fears, what keeps you up at night when you can’t sleep, all of that too. I promise you will be my one and only, I’m not here for games, when I’m about you I am so about you. Hell I’m probably obsessed w you, taking pictures of you all the time, sending you good morning texts every morning, and showing you off whenever I can. I promise I’ll buy you flowers, not too often that way they don’t have as much meaning, and not “not too often” where you feel I don’t care. I won’t get them when we fight because I’d never want you to associate them with something bad. I will buy you flowers because you love flowers, and I love you. Most importantly, I promise to be here. Through thick and thin, days will get rough but I would rather fight with you than love with another. If you need someone at 3am when you can’t sleep and you’re feeling lost and you hate your life, I will be there for you. I promise you’ll never be “too much” to me. I will be there for you on days where you can’t bring yourself to get out of bed if you’re too depressed to move or do anything. And I will be there at 2pm when the sun is shining and you are out smelling the fresh air and loving your life. I won’t love you any less on your bad days, but I promise I’ll love you more on those days because you’ll need it most.
—  letter to my future girlfriend

“And who do you suppose is willing to help us, Damon?” Stefan asked dryly. 

Damon titled his head back and forth with a slight wince on his lips. Pulling the glass of whiskey to his lips, he pointed behind Stefan. “I called in a favor.” Winking, he threw his head back and downed the rest of the burning amber liquid. 

Stefan turned around, shocked to see [Y/N] sitting so casually at the very gothic style dinner table. Opening his mouth to say something, he quickly closed it. It had been months since he had last seen [Y/N]. The two of them hadn’t ended well and he knew that there was pent up anger fueling the hate that was so obviously sprawled across her face. 

[Y/N] made eye contact with Stefan as she got up from her spot. Walking towards him, she let her [e/c] eyes bore into him. Clenching her jaw when she was just a few feet away, “Don’t think for a second that I’m here for you or Elena.” To say Elena’s name tasted like poison, almost as if she had ingested vervain. She scanned over Stefan’s expression, almost scoffing at him. He should have known better to think she’d willingly help. “I owed Damon and once that debt is paid, I will be ghost in this town.”

He had never meant to hurt [Y/N]. Stefan had truly loved her and just as easily as he fell in love, he fell out of love once Elena came back into the picture. Falling out of love with [Y/N] was never supposed to happen, he had moved on or so he thought. “[Y/N], I-”

“-save your apologies, Stefan.” [Y/N] spat, scoffing in the process. “You should have just left me to die that night.” 

Damon always finding the comedic light in everything, snickered. “And where would the fun be in all of that? Hm?”

“I’d watch yourself, Damon. I’m a very unstable, volatile vampire. I might just snap. It’ll make what you’ve done look like the deeds of Saint Mary. So, please, do us all a favor and swallow the shit you talk.” 

Smirking, he winked. “Ouch.” Walking towards her, he leaned towards her ear. “I like this new you. So edgy, it’s kind of hot.” Snickering again, he started to head towards a different room. “Not that you weren’t hot before but you know.” 

[Y/N] rolled her eyes. All she had to do was help the Salvatore brothers rescue their beloved Elena and she could go back to living on her own away from Mystic Falls. Ever since she had turned, living in her hometown just wasn’t the same. It reminded her of all the things she had lost. Turning her focus back on Stefan who gave her a look as if he wanted to talk, she narrowed her eyes. “Don’t.” She warned. Crossing her arms, she pushed past him. “Nothing you say will ever change how you hurt me.” 

Combat Colorism Saturday

What is Combat Colorism Saturday?:
Every Saturday from 6 am to 8 pm I post and reblog pictures of people with dark skin. I try to include a diverse range of people that are not normally appreciated i.e. people with dark skin who are: fat, non binary, trans, LGBTQA+, disabled, mentally ill, and so on and so forth.

Who can participate?:
Any person of colour with dark skin.

Why only dark skin?:
Because my project is about colorism, which only negatively affects people with dark skin, therefore it makes sense that one of the ways I try to combat colorism is through uplifting those people. Besides, light skin is the beauty ideal in our communities, so we’re always praised.

How do I participate?:
You can either submit a picture, message me with one, or tag me in them using the tags combatcolorism or combatcolorismsaturday! 💖

Olivia's Spell Casting Basics

I have received a few messages from people who are just starting to practice and want some guidance. There are a million resources that are super helpful for beginners and I plowed through witchcraft books when I first started out. It took me a while to really get a feel for casting though so here are my basics that I use and would recommend to anyone looking for guidance with spell casting.

🌕– Raise your energy before you cast a spell. Personally I imagine myself tapping into my energetic core and then attaching it to the energy of the earth and drawing up energy from the earth. It doesn’t matter how you do it but make a conscious effort to raise your energy. Picture yourself filling with golden light or lighting or whatever image speaks to you. Listen to music that helps you trance into a powerful place. Dance or work out and feel your body humming. Whatever you do, raise that energy!

🌕– Repeat your incantation three times. This piece of advice helped me so much. This way you can pace yourself and find a rhythm to the spell and it doesn’t feel so abrupt when you finish.

🌕– Always phrase your intent in the present tense as if you already have it. (Ex: I am healed instead of I want to heal or I will heal)

🌕– Release the energy you built up into the spell. Sounds obvious and yet it isn’t. I used to feel antsy and excited after I did magick because I was building the energy but not releasing it. Before you end your spell consciously send as much of the energy you raised into your spell as you can manage. Imagine the energy flowing out of you and into the spell, filling and anchoring it, and use your final words to sever your connection to that energy, like tying off a ballon or breaking a bridge.

🌕– Once you’re done, be done. Try not to think about it. Don’t picture how your spell will happen or wonder if it worked. Go about your life and whenever something comes up related to it remind yourself you have it taken care of and let the thought pass.

🌕– Be specific but open to possibilities. If you are casting a spell for love and by love you mean a girlfriend say that! Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want. However, be open to possibilities. Life is random and sometimes unforeseen things are what we need. Try to really boil down what you want and then be open about it’s form. Using the girlfriend example I just gave maybe you are picturing this classic meet cute where your eyes lock and you know it’s her. It’s possible but it could also be that girl that just messaged you on Tinder or the friend you’re getting closer to, or the cute waitress you feel compelled to leave your number for. Idk man I’m single but you get my point, accept opportunities as they come.

🌕– Believe in yourself! Believe in your magick! At the end of the day this is all you and if you don’t trust yourself you’re getting in your own way. Magick is complicated but you know yourself and your needs and can listen to your intuition. Trust it, trust yourself, and know you are a kick ass witch. You’ve got this!

icon tutorial

hey so today i’m gonna be teaching you how to make this icon:

requested by: a lot of people, mostly on anonymous

This is what you’ll need beforehand:

  • A screencap
  • Some kind of overlay/texture (You can find nice ones on deviantart, or you can do what I do and I look up ____ texture deviantart on google images)
  • Basic photoshop knowledge
  • A psd (optional) (this one is really nice)

please like/reblog if you used!! :)

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“Shiver” - Kurt/Blaine

from a one-word prompt: “shiver”

Inspired by the recent weather (if you live in the northeast quarter of the States like Kurt and Blaine), here is some silly/smutty/sappy winter Fluff – in which Blaine wants to play, Kurt wants to stay in bed, and everyone manages to get what they want.

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Kurt startles awake at the sound of the wind whipping against the bedroom window, groggily blinking his eyes open with a disgruntled little whine. He’s alone in the bed, though he distinctly remembers falling asleep with a husband-shaped heating pad in his arms. “Blaine?”

Blaine’s leaning against the windowsill next to the bed, silhouetted against the dim gray light and staring out at the heavy snow that hasn’t stopped falling on New York City since yesterday afternoon. His hair is mussed and he’s only wearing a pair of flannel pajama pants. “Morning, baby.”

“It’s so early, why are you up? You know we don’t have to go anywhere today. Everything’s closed.”

“Natural alarm clock, I guess,” Blaine answers. Then he hums, pressing his hands against the windows, and says, “Gosh, the snow is so beautiful when it hasn’t been touched yet.”

“So am – I haven’t been – “ Kurt tries for a dirty joke, but he can’t even piece one together in his sleepiness. He yawns, shivering in the slight draft. “Just… come back to bed, it’s a snow day. Did years of school in the Midwest teach you nothing?”

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Warning: Death of a character

A/N: This is the longest thing i have written so i hope you enjoy.

Originally posted by postmodernmulticoloredcloak

In the bunker there is a room that no one is allowed into. It was a room that had not been used for a couple years, the door had been locked and now sat full of books and photos. It was a boring day with no hunts when Mary Winchester had stumbled upon the room, she was instantly curious about he room every other room was open except this one. And it looked like it hadn’t been open in years. That night at dinner she decided to bring it up.

“What’s in room 183 it’s the only door locked out of every room in the bunker?” She asked

It was an innocent question at least she thought but she could see Dean stiffen up when she said the room number. Sam looked over at Dean, but Dean just stared at his plate.“Don’t go near that room, its not important.” Dean swiftly stood up and left the room. Mary looked at Sam questioning Deans rudeness. “Like Dean said its not important.” She couldn’t stop thinking about that room what was in it that they both brushed her off about it.

That night she walked to the room, being a hunter meant she knew how to pick locks expertly. She felt bad for not listening to Dean but she had to find out was in the room. She felt the door unlock she stood

up and opened the door. Out of all the things this was the last thing she expected, the room had dark blue walls and bookshelves on the far wall, a bed right in the middle with lights above it, and on one of the walls was a board with pictures hanging on it. It looked like a teen girls room, she walked over to the board on it she saw picture of a girl at different ages. But what surprised her most was that Dean was in most of the pictures with the girl. Pictures of the girl at around age five with a younger looking Dean eating pie, a ten year old riding a bike with Dean holding the back of it, another one with her holding up a first place trophy, Dean sleeping on the couch with her on his chest, the girl in pajamas eating breakfast with Sam, the girl without her front teeth, Dean in a suit with the girl in a dress, and another one with her in the drivers seat of the car. In all of the pictures she saw a much happier Dean every smile of his looked real, she had only known Dean for about two weeks as she got to know her oldest son she saw that most of his smiles and laugh never seemed real, but in the picture they seemed real all of them did. Mary closed the door to the room as she left she couldn’t get the pictures out of her head, who was the girl.

The next day she couldn’t stop thinking about the girl in the photos, she didn’t want to say anything to Dean though she knew he would get mad at her for going in the room. Mary headed to Sams room, she knocked lightly on the door. “come in” Mary walked into room, Sam was sitting on his bed on his laptop. He looked up Sam could tell that something was bugging Mary. “is everything okay Mom?” “yeah Sam everything’s okay I just wanted to come talk to you,” Mary daid walking over to Sam’s bed. “I know that both you and Dean told me to stay out of room 183,” Sam cut her off “but you went in it last night didn’t you.” “yes I did and I was wondering who’s room was that?” Sam sighed shitting his laptop he took a breath before starting. “ that room belongs to (y/n) Winchester, Deans daughter.” “Daughter, Dean has a daughter.” Even though the pictures pointed to the girl being Deans daughter she never thought that Dean would be one to have a daughter. “Had, Dean had a daughter she’s gone.” Mary could see tears in Sams eyes, “what happened to her.”

“One night we woke up to her screaming, Dean pretty much broke the door down, we both thought it was a monster we expected it to be, but it wasn’t when we got in the room she was holding her chest and screaming. We took her to the hospital turn out she had a defect in her heart, the doctors didn’t notice when she was born and it didn’t start hurting her till then. The doctors told us she had a couple months to live, she spent most of those in the hospital, Dean spent every moment by her side, he tried to make a deal with any demon that would show up but none of them take his sole because they like to watch us Winchesters suffer and they knew Dean couldn’t live without his daughter. She died five months later, even though it wasn’t his fault he blamed himself because he couldn’t make a deal to save her.” Sam had tears coming down his face so did Mary. “For months Dean was depressed, she was only sixteen he didn’t know what to do after her death. That was two years ago, he’s still recovering.” Mary couldn’t stop the tears she wished she could go back and change everything make it so Sam and Deans life could have been better that they wouldn’t have had to deal with monsters. And so she could have met her granddaughter.

Mary walked into the kitchen to go get something to eat, she saw Dean sitting looking at pictures. “ I heard you talking to Sam.” Mary looked guilty. “im so sorry Dean I disrespected you by going in the room im so sorry.” Dean cut her off, “it’s okay I understand you were curious, and it makes it so I don’t have to explain to you later on down the road about her.” “Dean I wished I could have met her.”

“I think you would have liked her, she was my light in every dark moment. It should have been me I had already lived, she, she never got to see the world like she wanted to more then anything. She was always taking pictures, or asking Sam to take pictures.” He said lifting up the picture he was holding. “ it was annoying at some times but im glad she did because I have them now to remember her.” Mary was struggling seeing Dean like this. “Dean, tell me more about what she was like.” Dean told her stories about (y/n) eventually Sam came into the kitchen as well to listen to the stories about her to.

You were sitting listening to the stories about you. Your Dad didn’t know you were sitting watching him and listening to his stories, you looked over at Cas “thank you Castiel for letting me see him and listen to him.” Castiel nodded. “your welcome (y/n). But im afraid I have to take you back to heaven now.” You stood up walking to Cas’s out stretched hand, when you turned around and walked over to your Dad, and kissed him on the cheek. “bye Dad.” You whispered In his ear.

Dean looked around he could have sworn. “Dean you okay.” Dean looked at his brother and then his mother “no I’m not, but I think I will be soon.”

anonymous asked:

Hey sunny! What's your favorite part of drawing digitally? (Mines is there not being any marks left from erasing lines and also the drawing looking exactly how you see it when you upload it unlike traditional that you need to edit it for it to look accurate.)

hmm I think the fact you can make a sketch and color it right away without having to fix everything properly first is a big plus, also just resizing/moving parts of a picture without having to redraw it all, the flip canvas option (you need one of those things with the light under them for that on paper)

but yeah also what u said (scanning my traditional drawings always ruined the quality so much I needed an extra hour just for editing)


SOOOOO this is the worst thing i have ever written and i am so sorry for fucking up this request. I really hope the anon that requested this isn’t mad at how short it is and how off it is. 

(I promise i’m not a slacker. i just had a really long day at school and when i got home i wanted to finish but it didn’t turn out how i wanted)

Originally posted by psychocheery

I was sitting in Klaus’s room reading a book for school. I was only halfway done and it was due tomorrow. It was all about the romance of the youth or something like that. If i’m being completely honest it wasn’t bad. It was actually quite good. But i kept getting distracted. Klaus was pacing back and forth fixing his painting.

“Oh my god. Bring the paint a little closer will ya” i said after his 50th turn to get to the paint. He just smiled that adorable smile of his and pulled the table with paint closer to himself. “Thank you” i sighed. I went back to my book. The main character Penny had just met the love of her live Paul.  they had reconnected after years of being apart. But again i was interrupted.

“Love what do you think about this” Klaus asked me. He sounded like he was unsure of his artwork. I didn’t really understand why he sometime would need other’s opinion when he is amazing himself.

“It’s beautiful” i said. The picture was really calming actually which had me concerned. “What… why isn’t there any red” i asked. He chuckled remembering how i always make fun of his use of red. And his use of blood. And his use of chopped up human bones.

“Well… Dalia is gone, Hope is save and i have you.” he answered. “ i don’t feel the need to use red to express my anger” he said quietly like he was embarrassed. I got up and went to him to see his painting. The light blue almost teal color mixed with the white so beautifully. It almost seemed sad.

“What are you thinking” i asked him when he got really quiet.

“Just how lucky i am” he said. I scrunched up my nose at his cheesiness. “Yeah too much” he laughed when he noticed.

“Well i’ll go back to my book” i laughed. I went to turn around when he grabbed my arm and turned me to press a kiss to my lips. “Klaus come on i really have to finish this. It’s due tomorrow and i need to read like 150 pages.” i complained when he didn’t let me go. I pulled my arm with all the strength i had and finally got away. But it wasn’t long before he picked me up and threw me on the bed.

“Come on Y/N. Take a break” he said hovering over me with that stupid smirk on his lips.

“No” i said smirking back at him. 2 can play at this game. Klaus just leaned down and kissed me again. He kiss my lips roughly before moving to my jaw and neck leaving kisses og hickeys there.

“I have read that book i’ll tell you what it is about love. Just please. You kinda got me worked up here” he begged. I didn’t answer instead i kissed him again.

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flood of MC headcanons where she's poor and can't afford a lot and the guys help her out but she's too stubborn to accept.

( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ) ;;; Phew I really punched out on this one given I’m running on very little sleep and I’m a sore bean. I really enjoyed this headcanon so thank you @omgliterallysokawaii for suggesting it ^^


  • he has set foot in your apartment before
  • how can you live like this???
    • there’s a major rodent problem and you NAMED each of them
  • whenever you two go out he tries to pay for your meal too
    • but you two end up fighting over the check
    • at first submits because you just had that look in your eyes that said you would chop his fingers off if he even reached for his wallet
  • avoids places where you would have to spend money
  • makes you dinner and meals throughout the week
    • Zen makes jokes on the messenger how good of a husband he is
    • (ノ*゚▽゚*)
  • honestly, you can’t deny good food so you accept it
    • plus your precious bf puts a lot of effort in it and you would be the worst person known to man if you refuse it
  • offers you his old backpacks if yours is falling apart
  • when you keep denying his generosity, he gets creative
  • one time he bought extra school supplies and lied to you that they were for him
  • but the day before the semester began, he would say, “Oh it turns out I don’t think I need this folder…or these pens…or this binder…”
  • he bamboozles you so hard
  • you don’t even catch onto his little tricks until you two went out for dinner
  • then when the check came around, you two followed through your ritual of fighting over who paid 
  • but this nugget compromises that he would pay for the check and you would pay for the tip
  • once the check is paid, you put down the tip, and you two leave the restaurant
  • then it just suddenly clicks in your head
    • (」゜ロ゜)」 “J'accuse Yoosung!”


  • Jaehee completely understands
  • when she was in college she was thrown into the deep end
  • now that she has more money, she wants to help you with everything
  • but you’re so stubborn
  • it is it for her when you say, “I’m going to live off of ramen and rice the rest of my life”
  • SHE only eats garbage because she doesn’t have the time versus you eat garbage because you can’t afford it
  • and your apartment???
  • it’s practically a prison cell
  • she seriously cannot stand to see you in this state when she cAN DO SOMETHING
  • you don’t want her money???? OKAY THEN
  • she creates an efficient financial plan for you
    • manages to properly allocate money into food and necessities
    • woah who knew you can make a nutritious meal for $4!
  • you follow that plan to a T
    • you were really looking forward to that instant ramen but she threw it out ;-;
    • come on that’s a waste
  • the moment you get some cushion money, you spend it on your amazing girlfriend
  • “But you deserve it!”


  • you two play the stubborn game so hard
    • it would start to form into arguments
    • becomes a toasted marshmallow sometimes 
  • he knows how it feels to be poor af and not accept any handouts
  • he completely gets it
  • 100%
  • but not with you
  • finds out when you two are hanging out and you forget something at your apartment
  • his warning sirens are already going off when you’re in a bad neighborhood
  • in your apartment, it’s a thousand times worse
    • it’s only one room with a futon, a toilet, and sink
    • wtf
    • it looks like the only thing you bought was the futon
    • “He made new ones??? Damn, I’m going to need more posters.”
    • (ノ°益°)ノ 
  • that was the last time you ever set foot in your apartment
  • he was not playing any games when he told you to move in with him
    • his apartment sure isn’t a palace but it was better than that shit hole
    • honestly, in a relationship or not, he still wants you to move in
    • because big brother Zen isn’t going to let your innocence wither away
  • you want to help pay rent but he’s just like,”I got this boo”  ( ̄З ̄)
  • but you want to earn your keep so you end up being the maid and cook
    • he’s not complaining
    • you make some pretty decent meals when you have the right materials ^^


  • if Zen throws a fuss when you don’t want his help
  • Jumin gets 9000 times worse
    • because he.will.not.stop.until.you.accept.
  • he doesn’t understand how you can just skip meals
    • he doesn’t really skip meals but he always eats light at least
  • you once sent him a picture of you in your apartment eating a bowl of rice as proof you were eating
    • did not satisfy him
    • in fact after seeing your one room apartment, he was appalled
  • when he first met you he noticed your clothes were worn out
    • your sweater was faded, jeans had tears in them (especially around the inner thighs because those holes are bitches), your shoes had holes in them
    • you were a fucking mess but honestly, those were your favorite clothes to wear
  • asks Seven for your financial report and is shocked how fucking poor you are
    • super peasant
  • yet he could not fathom how you were so resourceful and HAPPY with your life
    • you—so poor but happy
    • and him ballin’ but in a constant state of self-loathing
  • the moment you set foot in his world, all he wants to do is TREAT YOU
    • *breathes*
  • you keep telling him “no I don’t need this really expensive thing” but he always come back with a swift rebuttal or he just does it anyway
  • (╥﹏╥)
  • eventually, you learn to negotiate with him
    • “okay you can buy me ONE thing, but I get to pick it”
    • of course, you end up picking the cheapest thing in the store >>
    • when you’re alone in his apartment you make a bracelet from Elizabeth 3rd’s ball of yarn
    • when he comes home you give it to him
    • it’s so simple and plain but you made it with the thought of him in mind


  • now he knows he doesn’t have the best diet
  • and that he was blessed in so many ways to have someone to clean up after him
  • with a job that paid big enough bucks to fund his car obsession
  • he feels like a class A douche bag when he finds out just how poor you are
  • it was very subtle
  • you dropped a few times how you the only meal you eat is dinner with a few snacks with change you scrounged up from your bag
  • or when you talked about how you liked to take your showers at the gym
  • or the fact that you didn’t even own a laptop
  • Seven did some digging and his suspicions turned out to be true
  • this jellybean wanted to do a good thing for you so he added a shit ton of money into your account
  • when you check it that morning you’re just (゚ロ゚) !
    • you KNOW Seven had something to do about it
    • and you tell him to take the money out (minus the amount you had)
    • ultimately, he takes it out and apologizes
    • you realize he had good intentions so you don’t hold it against the precious jellybean
    • a part of you can’t believe how much integrity you have to have turned down all that money
  • yet Seven is smart
  • he learns you don’t like to have things shoved to you on a silver platter
  • Jaehee suggests making a care package for you
  • so that’s what he does!
    • sends you a box with different things every two weeks
    • one box you got had an electric tea kettle, with a box of assorted herbal and earl gray, some groceries, a bag of honey buddha chips he puts stickers on it, a calico plushie, and cat mittens
  • he makes it anonymous but you figure it’s him because of his precious chips
  • while you didn’t want to accept his help at first, you couldn’t bear making him feel bad for a good deed
    • you think back to the whole money fiasco and you could never forget how SAD he was on the messenger after that
    • no sad Seven
  • you take his care packages with the thought in mind that they were being put to good use

anonymous asked:

I've been struggling a lot recently due to people's ignorance when it comes to politics, social justice, and just everything in general and it pisses me off so much and just makes me hate the world so much, I really don't know how I'm supposed to be reacting because it's really pissing me off and I hate bigots soooooooo much. I don't know what to do please help

My friend, the only advice I can give you is to make peace with it. There will always be ignorant people out there, everyone has their own personal beliefs and you can’t tell people they are wrong. What is true for you may not be true for someone else. And from a bigger picture perspective, not everyone is here to awaken, so to speak. Our Souls chose to come to this physical reality for a reason, and that reason is duality. Now what does duality mean to you? To me it means there is light & dark, yin & yang, love & hatred, fear & acceptance, beauty and ugliness, life and death. You see, good and bad are human constructs. In Nature there is only balance, which in of itself is another form of yin and yang. When our Souls chose to incarnate here, it does so with the knowledge and desire of karmic lessons. Knowing that for the Soul to grow and become one with source again, it needs to experience this world, in all it’s beauty, and all it’s ugliness. For it’s not the painful experience’s or hardships one might face, it’s how you react to them that matters most. 
Now in your case lets say, you see all these ignorant people everywhere. Bigots that are overcome with fear and ruled by ego. Creating pain and ugliness in the world. It’s easy to become overcome with hate for them, but wait, isn’t that what they are doing? You have a choice, you can chose be the Yin to their Yang, you can chose love. You can chose to be understanding, you can chose to have compassion for them as well, it doesn’t matter that you may think they are not deserving. What matters is that you make the choice of love over hate. You can elevate your own vibration, the vibration of the world, and the vibration of those you speak of, as they are some of the most in need of love in our world.
These are just my thoughts, take them or leave them, but I hope something I said will give you a little peace. 

one day you’ll open the door after a long trip
and the house will be a mess
and there’s cat hair everywhere
and you have bags to unpack
and a headache
your cat loves you
and your house feels like home for once
and even crappy coffee suddenly tastes amazing
and it makes your headache go away

happy never lasts forever
that’s a lie our fairytales told us

your favourite song comes on shuffle
at the exact perfect moment
and it feels like soundtrack

your friend tells you they love you
for no particular reason and
you hope they can hear your heart sing

you finally find that perfect swimsuit
just in time for summer vacation
it makes you look like you’re from the 50’s
you love it

the light hits just right
when you’re gonna take that picture
go ahead
rock that model shit

you find the perfect recipe
for an airy chocolate mousse
you can hear the air coming out from the bubbles
every time  you take a spoon
sounds like heaven
tastes like that too

the stars stop hiding from you and
shine so bright
hello little star
I missed you
don’t be a stranger

so i’m not telling you
I’m alway gonna be a happy poem
but I’m not always be a sad one either
and that’s enough
i’m enough
and so are you


anonymous asked:

hello! say, could you explain what a backdrop is and how to use it? 0.o sorry if this question is dumb, I'm new :) anyways I hope you have a nice day.


Well backdrop I mostly use to fill up the space between buildings (to hide background from game), it helps you a lot with creating different places, different views maybe from a window… but what i would recommend is to always put some cc in front of backdrop and don’t take pics right in front of it bc it doesn’t look real at all… 

Few examples:

1st: northern lights and mountains are backdrop but i added trees and bushes and this little bridge in front of it…so it looks more realistic…

2rd and 3rd picture: it’s a city backdrop…like this you can make this illusion that this street is continuing on…add lot of cars, deco ppl on side walks…

4th: example how you can create different places of the world if your sim is travelling…


USE 2 OR 3 BACKDROPS so you can create one bigger backdrop, and as you can see on pics below you can place them parallel or under angle…

I’m so bad at explaining things…