i am really trying to get good at these

a glitch

I’m getting more and more into reality-bending horror and just weird horror in general, and of course what better way to try these things out than drawing @therealjacksepticeye and Anti with them in mind. And this is a side of Anti’s alter-ego-ness that I feel like is underrepresented: the fact that he’s not supposed to be there. We are really welcoming of him as a character, but with time he’s started to feel right, yknow? I wanna break out of that a bit. So here that comes.

i love that Rhys is so much more of a beta hero than an alpha hero, like his entire relationship with Feyre is built on him trying to emotionally care for her and help her heal, and he’s like…never super possessive, never tells her what to do, never does the stupid alpha broody i-dont-love-you-bs. and he’s so…sensitive and emotionally aware and…like the romance arc is not that Rhys doesn’t know he loves Feyre and she has to do all this emotional work to get him to admit it, like in a lot of romances. Rhys knows her loves Feyre since like…UtM in acotar. Rhys, the man, ends up doing his portion of the emotional labour, in caring for her emotionally, and ensuring that she is in a good place before trying to really pursue her and that is just…that is really rare for romance and…i am happy that a hero like him is one of the most popular atm. 

anonymous asked:

Can you please do a headcanons about Race seeing his s/o in a dress for the first time thanks ;)

okie doke so i am really sorry i haven’t written anything in a hot minute but i am back from hell and i am ready to go!! race is my bby okay time to remember how to write

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  • Aaron: Tell you later. How's she getting on, Doctor?
  • Dr Mason: Really good. And, please, call me Alex. You should be able to go home tomorrow.
  • Liv: Thanks.
  • Dr Mason: I have some leaflets, in case you change your mind about the counselling.
  • Liv: It's not gonna happen.
  • Dr Mason: I won't stop trying. (leaves)
  • Aaron: Paddy. Thanks for sticking around, but...
  • Paddy: Oh, yeah, course. I'll see you tomorrow. And lay off the sauce. (leaves)
  • Liv: I'm never gonna hear the end of that, am I?
  • Aaron: Don't worry, people will soon forget about it.
  • Liv: So where have you been, then? Apart from after Robert. You haven't beaten him up, have you?
  • Aaron: No. I wanted to, though.
  • Liv: Well, I'm the one who nicked the brandy.
  • Aaron: But it's his fault it knocked you out so badly. It was spiked. He put some pills in it.
  • Liv: What pills? Why would he do that?
  • Aaron: Because he's not right in the head. Lawrence hasn't been taking his medication and Rebecca was worried.
  • Liv: So he put it in the brandy, then?
  • Aaron: He thought it was a good way of makking him take it.
  • Liv: That's crazy. And dead dangerous.
  • Aaron: I know. I told him.
  • Liv: But Robert doesn't even like Lawrence.
  • Aaron: We just need to focus on getting you better.
  • Liv: There's something not right about this.
  • Aaron: Just forget about it. We can't tell anyone though.
  • Liv: Why not? The doctor thinks I tried to kill myself.
  • Aaron: I know. Now he's got social services coming to see us tomorrow.
  • Liv: Great. What am I supposed to say?
  • Aaron: Erm... that... it was a mistake. You didn't know what pills you were taking.
  • Liv: And look like some kind of druggie? Why can't we just tell them the truth?
  • Aaron: Liv, please. Things could get really messy.
  • Liv: Only for Robert.
  • Aaron: And you. If the police get involved, they might find out about you taking his car. Just stick to the story, yeah?

anonymous asked:

i'm so glad that your blog is not only good and friendly but also you don't ship s*bac*el. it's really hard to find good kuro blogs without all the nasty shipping, like y'all...... stop.......

haha well i’m sure a lot of my followers do ship sebaciel so i don’t want to get into the debate, but no i’m not a shipper! it isn’t something which interests me these days o: i like kuro how it is in canon so i try to represent that here.

as for my opinion on it: i am trying to stay neutral as to not spur on any arguments! hope that’s okay :o

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm a 12 Y/O girl and was wanting to work for Nasa when I'm older. I had a few questions; What colleges would you recommend to work at Nasa? What courses would you recommend? Should I take my ACTs or SATs? Thanks, bye

I am so impressed you are looking into opportunities to go to NASA already. For your age I would try to take the most advanced math and science classes your school offers to get a head start on some of the high school classes. The good news is it is a little early to be worrying about the ACTs and SATs. My mom tutors for those and she recommends starting to prepare sophomore year and really kicking it into high gear the summer before junior year. If you are interested there might be a NASA program in your state you can get involved with so check out this website and see if any of the opportunities correspond with you grade.

Sometimes I see opportunities for younger students and I will try to add them to this post.

Things to Stop Saying to Yourself

1. “I’m no good at …”

Say instead “It’s just a skill, and something I can learn.”

2. “I’m such a failure …”

Say instead “I got it wrong, and everybody makes mistakes.”

3. “There’s no point in trying …”

Say instead “It maybe hard, but step by step will get me there in time.”

4. “Everybody hates me; I’ve got no friends …”

Say instead “It doesn’t really matter what these people think about me. There are others who will recognize my value and true worth.”

5. “I hate myself. I deserve to be rejected …”

Say instead “I am beautiful inside, and have value and worth. I deserve to be cherished and be treated well.”

“Trust your gut.” But I can’t. I can’t trust myself in any manner, because today I might not be who I really am, whoever that is. What if this is a manic whim that will pass in the morning. What if when I kiss him I’m just using him as another brick wall to slam my body against. What if my gut says slam the accelerator, don’t bother trying, shoot yourself in the foot. What if I get fear for no reason, anxiety in the sixth floor bathroom, what if my gut says stay home but my heart says go. What if my gut says check the lock again, and again, and again, and again, and, what if my gut says seven is good but did you count it right. what if my gut says leave the party nobody wants you here, what if my gut says why did you leave now everybody thinks you’re weird. What if I get a bad feeling about everyone because one person once opened me up and sewed all their bad into my pockets, what if I go with my gut and overshare a lot and leave awkward silences that stretch in wet muslin bandages over pity-frowns, what if my gut says give in and my gut says I’m worth nothing and my gut says give up. What if you’re right and I’ve been ignoring signs that keep coming and I belong in a box somewhere, un-becoming.

My mom asks me what I want. Where I want to be. I wish I knew how to want things. I wish I had one feeling I knew wasn’t just a rush or a spiral or a warning sign. Something I knew was pure. Something actually mine.

The way Bangtan would have sex (M)

d i s c l a i m e r || this is just my opinion based on the general idea of their character I have formed through out the years. Of course you could have a totally different opinion than mine (since we’re all different people, we also perceive things differently) and of course I have no way of knowing if I even came close to the reality so take it as it is: an opinion of a fellow ARMY. Thank you :)

w a r n i n g || the contents of this post are only for a mature audience to see - that’s why it’s under the cut - and it’s heavily N S F W because it doesn’t contain only words but also gif depictions of love making.

C R E D I T S OF THE GIFS TO RIGHTFUL OWNERS.

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You Get What You Give (Constant Variables)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 1,869

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff?

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Battered

“It’s not my heart you’ve broken, idiot!”

Word Count: 1603

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Requested: Nope

Warnings: Injuries, some swearing, teasing fluff

Synopsis: Soulmate AU where whenever your soulmate gets injured, so do you. Peter Parker’s soulmate is none too pleased by the recent development after he obtains his powers. After all, just because he’s super resilient, doesn’t necessarily mean his soulmate is, too.

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anonymous asked:

How do u think Taekook is real? why?

First of all, let me clarify that I when I say taekook is “real”, I don’t mean it in an enforcing and “suck that!” manner. It’s more of a “I believe in the possibility of my OTP” reaction and I’m not trying to say that they really ARE in a relationship IRL. (See this post) I want to be able to scream and smile over taekook all I want without people thinking I’m that offensive, rude and crassy-ass shipper :^) just want to make it clear that I am open to different ships and wouldn’t directly harass another ship.

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get on to the good stuff ;) Taekook is the ship closest to my heart because of their interactions. I’ve always believed in the possibility of taekook harbouring romantic feelings towards each other. It’s the constant skinship with each other, the intense looks exchanged. It’s them cuddling together in each others’ beds, and the playful touches. It’s when Jungkook looks jealous whenever Taehyung interacts with others. It’s when Taehyung jumps onto Jungkook for a piggyback ride and when Jungkook obliges happily.

It’s also the way they seem to gravitate towards each other, a lack of distance  whenever they’re standing side by side. The way they tease playfully, the way one licks their lips while staring at the other. The way they seem so comfortable around each other, lingering glances and touches exchanged. There’s so many more I want to list out, but I think you get the idea. Something tells me that they might be more than just friends.

Remember the way taekook hold hands? Fingers intertwined, like it’s second nature to them. 

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Do you recall them cuddling? In beds and on mats, the intimacy kills me.

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Space? Well, not really.

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What’s this? Yes please.

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Besides, have you seen the way they look into each others’ eyes? It’s as if they hold the world.

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Two Nights Stand Part 2

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one nigh stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1433

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. In the future, the series will be having smut so be warned.

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta.

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You wake up scared, not because you had a nightmare but because you feel something heavy on top of you an arm. Lazily you open your eyes seeing the man by your side, you can’t deny he is really cute but you don’t want to be here when he wakes up.

Delicately you take his arm from the top of you and slips off of the bed, you are definitely not ready to have that awkward morning talk. What do you even say to someone that you just had sex but don’t want to see ever again?  It was nice to have your dick inside of me but I am going now, don’t forget to wash your sheets?

You don’t think so; carefully you retrace your steps trying to find your clothes. When you are dressed properly you try to get out, but his door is locked and you can’t find the key anywhere. You hope that this is not the beginning of a horror movie before you can try anything else you hear his alarm going off not leaving you to many options.

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Death Note Live Watch Reaction

-*Special Note: HOLY SHIT, this movie is bad

-We are in Seattle. Okay. Sure, why not?

- Anyone else notice how Light is like doing middle school homework in high school? No really, I was doing logarithms in my sophomore year. Sure, I was in honors classes, but come on?

- Light Yagami had a super sense towards the law. He would not be doing other kid’s homework for money. Sorry, but you already screwed up this character with the opening fucking scene.

-Like I am trying. I really am.

-Why does this movie have this 70s high school feel…in 2017? No really, who the fuck cares about cheerleaders and jocks anymore in school? The cool kids now are the fucking prepsters who get good grades and shit or the mopey losers on instagram.

–Oh please tell me that this hot topic heffa is not supposed to be Misa?

-Misa Amane was gothic. Not emo. Fuck….

- Also Misa was a fucking super model. She is not some ordinary white girl. She is headturningly beautiful. I am not taking away from the actress because she is attractive in that ordinary white girl across the street type of way, but no.

-Oh god, I hate the music. This is what DmC did to Devil May Cry. This is so bad. Like Death Note had ominous chanting to death metal. Not soem 80s syth pop.

- The music does not match!

-No one sees a book falling from the sky in the open? Okay.

- I get that everyone else heads inside, but why would football players? I mean it is just rain and as far I’ve seen, Football players play in the rain, snow, sleet, or hail. Even high school. Then again, I went to a school with a highly competive football team so yeah.

-The bully? I don’t know if this movie knows what schools are like now and days. Bullies are few and far in between in that make. People resort to passive aggressiveness now or cyberbullying.

- Flash Thompson in Spider-man: Homecoming is today’s type of bully. Whoever this Biff looking motherfucker is a thing of the past.

- Misa(if that is even her name) has some stupid lines. Like you are such a stupid fuck? Really? stupid fuck? Alright.

-HEY DON’t TOUCH HER! Fuck, Light, why are you screaming? They just pushed the girl. They didn’t fucking impale her or beat her up. The fuck?

-Also Light Yagami, is a misogynist who thinks women are useless and get in his way. He would step in the way to save Misa from a bully, yes, but he would not be super abrasive about it or psycho.

-They really do not get Light Yagami at all. He is not a bullied character. If Light were the one stepping up to Biff from Back to the Future, Light would immediately threaten to go to the authority(in this case adults) or talk the guy down while being impossibly smug. He would not taunt the guy out loud. And the guy would not be in Light’s face taunting him because Light is, wait for it….one of the popular kids. Yes. Light is that asshole prep kid who has the future lined up for him. He is brilliant, and smart, and pretty, and all those things women love him for and why men want to be him. They fucked this movie up from the get go.

-Threatening child abuse? Really Light? Okay

-I am trying. I really am.

- White Yagami: I was beat up and you are worried that I threatened the academic integrity of school. You should pay attention to people who make life worse for everybody, principal, and not the guy is cheats for people.

- Thank you, principal for not buying into his bullshit.

- Boo-hoo, I was not rewarded for being a male savior.

-I stopped trying btw.

- The dialogue is soooo bad. “Hey I was awake…I was a tree or something?” What? Even? Ugh?

- Well White Yagami is the type of white boy who investigates the danger in horror movies. 

-Okay, that scream will great. LMAO

-This home boy literally shrieked!

- He is really losing his shit. OMG.

- Ryuk is fucking wasteful. That is a whole lot of apple that is not eaten. 

- White Yagami is so fucking crass. Everybody is dropping f-bombs like it is the biggest word they know.

-Ryuk sounds like Ryuk.

- Ryuk is tempting White Yagami to write in the Death Note? Oh God!

- Did these assholes even see Death Note? I really have to ask because ugh!

- This is the first 10 minutes, and I can’t even. 

- Look, what made Light so special is that when Ryuk dropped the Death Note, he wanted to see what would happen. He thought someone who picked up the Death Note would just write someone’s name out of curiosity or even do some revenge kills because that is what people do. So when he tracks down Light and sees that he, after testing the Death Note out, filled out entire pages, he was shocked. Light did not need any push to start killing. He already had it in him.

- Like Ryuk is actually encouraging him? Are they exonerating Light in this movie?

-Like no?

- When did Death Note become fucking final destination?

-…You know what? Fuck this movie.I am not going to subject myself to this shit. I love myself too much to watch this and that is saying something because I have severe clinical depression.

-ten minutes in and I am done.

The Types as Things I have Done with My Summer So Far

First of all, I’m sorry about the hella title

ENTP: left the house until 9 pm (which is hella late for me) for the first time and had dinner with 2 friends while being glared at by a 3rd

ENTJ: started learning a new language while barely being able to speak my first two and studying my third at school

ENFP: got out of a friendship that got really toxic hell yeah haha fuck

ENFJ: learned how to use a sewing machine and sewed my brother’s name on his little napkin thingy for his flute and it’s looking good

ESTP: crawled under a tiny tiny bridge trying to get an aesthetic photo but instead soaked my foot in mud water

ESTJ: got angry at flies for not letting me rest in peace at night that I’ve picked up a habit of catching and suffocating them in jars. i use science as an excuse

ESFP: realised how picky i am with fanfics?? like idk what you guy’s’ve been reading but it’s like the same plot written by different people over and over again. i would write fanfics if i had the energy and motivation to ever continue them smh

ESFJ: betted 25 gems that i’d be able to keep a 7 day streak on duolingo and that i’d get twice the amount (i think) if i was able to. i lost it at day 4

INTP: wore the same outfit every time i had to leave the house the past five times because i simply dont care anymore

INTJ: so fucking relieved that i dont have to act like i like certain people every day anymore thank god

INFP: also worried about how getting out of that toxic friendship is gonna go because that person is friends with every single one of my other friends is this how i die

INFJ: thinking of every possible way to hang out with my crush without making it too obvious (I’m genuinely trying to get a summer job as a dog walker so he can help me walk dogs because i have no experience with dogs lmao)

ISTP: accidentally woke up at 2 am and had a conversation with a friend who goes to sleep at 8 am and wakes up at 5 pm (summer sleeping schedule guys)

ISTJ: bought my first pack of Cards Against Humanity cards + the first card i read was ‘penis breath’

ISFP: got into another fandom and announced my obsession with collecting things, much to my mother’s dismay and my father’s confusion

ISFJ: genuinely felt blessed for having a firefly stuck in my room. i love fireflies. i named it mason and im watching in fly around my room right now

So you’re sitting down to study and you want some background music. But when you open Spotify, you don’t really know what to pick. I know the feeling. If I’m using Spotify (and I often am) it’s easy to get overwhelmed by the number of playlists in their “Focus” category alone. But after some searching, I’ve found some all-time favorites… (Links are included in the titles)

*Classical*

A lot of the time, if I’m looking for studying music, I go for classical. Lyrics can be distracting, so it’s better to find something purely instrumental.

Sea-Inspired Classical Music 

This playlist combines soft classical and intense classical. I really like it for when I’m trying to get sh*t done. It’s a good mix!

Classical World: France

I’m using Classical World: France as an example, but Spotify has a variety of classical world playlists (from Austria to Brazil to Japan, etc). Again, this is a good mix of classical music styles from one country. My favorites are France, Japan and Spain. 

Morning Classical

This playlist is refreshing, like having the windows open on a cool summer morning. This is good when you’re just starting your day. It’s a gentle way to ease yourself into a day of studying (or writing, or reading, or drawing). 

Peaceful Piano

If I’m being honest, this is one of my absolute favorite playlists of all time. I use it when I need to get something done and don’t want to skip around to find something I like (even when I love a playlist I can get picky). I’ve listened to this while reading, writing, even taking a shower. It’s my go-to playlist for almost anything. 

*Instrumental*

While there aren’t any lyrics in this category, I don’t classify it as “traditional classical”. These playlists are contemporary and fresh. 

Lush Vibes

This playlist is a smooth blend between jazz and hip-hop. It’s extremely chill. This is great for intense studying and a quick catch-up session. Most songs fade gracefully into each other, making it easy to focus on your work. 

Indian Chill

Spotify created this playlist for Asian Pacific American History Month, and it’s a combination of traditional music from India and electronica. Incredibly relaxing, it’s great background when you’re trying to finish up a research paper or creative project. Some songs are upbeat and energizing, while others are very calming. A few songs have lyrics, but I haven’t found them distracting.

                                                                                                     

This is my first masterpost, I hope y’all like it! Hopefully I’ll be doing more soon. If you have any requests or recommendations, please inbox me! 

HAPPY CARYL DAY, EVERYONE!

Two Nights Stand Part 6

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1758

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. In the future, the series will be having smut so be warned. This chapter has taks about bad sex and bad puns.

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta.

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Bucky leads you to his bedroom, he sits on his bed before saying “Okay, so here we are. Be honest, but don’t be cruel and then I can give you, my feedback.” You arch your eyebrows, your feedback? If you remember correctly he was having a really good time.

 You sit by his side, not believing that he could have any tips for you, not that you were a sex goddess, but come on, he had an orgasm.

“Your feedback? Please, you first. I’m very curious.” You say trying not to sound sarcastic, the way he smiles at you shows you that you failed “Yes, don’t get me wrong you were pretty good but there are a few things that… you might wanna improve.”  You can see that he is teasing you and you really hate that you are falling for it.

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Get Some Rest

A/N: Fluffy!Shawn below hehehe. This is my first time to ever post any writing to Tumblr, so I am EXTREMELY nervous. I apologize for the name (I suck at those). Thank you to everyone who has helped me edit and reedit this imagine 20 times. You are all so appreciated. I hope you like it. Feedback is appreciated.


 I stretch my arms out and turn over.

Empty?

I lay in the bed, and I could see the light was still on in the office down the hall.

How long had I been asleep?

I look at the clock. 3 a.m.

Shawn had been working since about midnight on a melody he discovered earlier that day while playing around on his guitar. He wants the song to be perfect and that’s understandable, but this late?? I slide out of the bed and let out a troubled breath as my feet hit the cold floor. Walking down the hall quietly, there sits Shawn with his back turned to me. He’s still hard at work, strumming chords and scribbling incoherent thoughts on paper like he’s been doing for the past 2-3 hours. Standing behind him, I wrap my arms around his neck, kiss the top of his head before resting my chin on it. He places his warm hand on my arm and lowers his head to kiss my skin.

“Hello darling, what are you doing awake so late?”

He is concerned about my sleep which is sweet, but the boy has to get some rest of his own. He has spent many long nights in this office for the past week, and I was beginning to worry that he was overworking himself. He is obsessed with perfection, but he is in desperate need of a break.

“I was sleeping until a bright ass light woke me up. I wonder who’s fault that may be,” I giggle in his ear, “it’s late and you really should get some sleep”.

He laughed softly, “I’m so close though. Really babe, it’s all coming together so perfectly. Just listen”. His voice now sounding like an eager child. I comply and sink down beside him in the chair, and he smiles as he begins to play. He starts to play an euphonious tune. Of course everything he plays is beautiful but this was different. So raw and pure. I could see Shawn was proud of it because he couldn’t stop smiling as he strummed the chords slowly.

“You’re right baby, it’s incredible. But why don’t you come to bed, and you can finish the rest tomorrow?” I suggest leaving a small kiss on his check.

He actually looks at me for the first time since I had walked into the room and cracks a smile when notices I have on his big t-shirt. God, when he looks at me with that smile. That beautiful, bright smile that makes my heart flutter. That smile could break me at any moment. That smile, is mine.

“Why are you looking at me like that, Mendes?”

“Oh nothing,” he stops his gaze, “you have the most gorgeous bedhead is all. Very sexy”

Letting out an embarrassing chuckle, I hit his chest as he winks, grabbing my wrist to pull me into his lap. He looks at the shirt I’m wearing again and raises his eyebrow.

“Oh, so THAT’S where my favorite shirt went. I was beginning to think it grew legs and disappeared,” he puts his guitar down and pulls me into a tight embrace.

He puts his head on my shoulder and lets out a soft sigh. He is tired, but he is too afraid to admit it. He wants to finish this song tonight, but he needs sleep. I reach up and start to run my fingers through his hair.

“Come on love, let’s get some sleep. You can continue this in the morning”

I get up and begin to pick of his papers that contained failed attempts at lyrics he had discarded throughout the room. He looks at me and opens his mouth as if to protest, but he finally gives in and starts to help me clean up the office. He put his important papers inside his laptop and closes it. Once we picked everything up, he put his guitar on the stand and we headed for our bedroom. I got into the bed and buried myself into the covers while Shawn got ready for bed. I giggled to myself as I could hear him humming his newly discovered tune as he brushed his teeth. He is such a goober, and I adore his cute little quirks. I am pulled out of my thoughts as I hear the water shut off and the door open. He’s just in his boxers. God, does he look sexy as ever. His defined abs and toned arms. I have to control myself. NONot tonight. He needs sleep. I try and remind myself. He gets into bed and cuddles up to my side.

“Do did you really like what I have so far lyrically, darling?”

Shawn loves getting feedback. It has always been something he has craved from the people close to him. He truly values my advice and it makes my heart flutter to know that he takes it into the utmost consideration.

“Yes it was beautiful. It has a more edgy sound. Different from your other songs, but I honestly think it’s a good different. To me, it shows you’re really growing as an artist, and I am so proud of you. You work so hard, and it is really paying off for you, love. I just wish you wouldn’t work yourself so hard all of the time. It’s okay to take a rest sometimes. Some people would even consider it healthy,” I tease as I poke his nose. He scrunches his face at my touch and smirks.

“I know baby, but I just want everything to be perfect, ya know? Even when I think I’m giving my all, I feel like I could still give more. So many people are relying on me and I don’t get a break just because I’m younger than the average artist. If anything, it makes me have to prove myself more to prove that I am meant to be ranked in the same category as bigger artist. But I do understand where you’re coming from, darling. I love you so much. I promise I will try and cut myself more slack”

I smile and lean up to kiss him softly murmuring a soft “I love you” between us. I adore his ambition and passion so much. He is such a genuine person, and I am so thankful that he is mine, all mine. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight. Leaving a tender kiss on my forehead. He fingers then trail down my back and go underneath my shirt as he caresses the small of my back. His touch sending shivers down my spine. He was drawing shapes into my back as my eyes grew tired.

“Are you ready to go to sleep yet, love? You really need some rest,” I yawn against his chest. He giggles at my words which were barely audible, but he got the gist. He leaves a lingering kiss my forehead one last time.

“Are you positive that you’re tired though? There are so many other things we could to you know…” he says and I look up in disbelief and let out a chuckle at his words. This kid is actually suggesting this when it is almost 4 in the morning. Got to give him props for trying.

“Shawn it is late and YOU should be asleep anyways. The whole reason I brought you to bed was for you to rest. Not for you to score. Not tonight, no sir. Ask me again in the morning and maybe you’ll get lucky,” I say as he lets out a soft laugh.

“Alright alright, goodnight my love,” he buries his face into the blanket before whispering, “better make the morning worth my while then”

I giggle as I slap his chest with my tiny hand.

He gives me one last kiss before I snuggle into his warm body. I loved being close to him. We didn’t always get to share moments like this, so I cherished the few we had. I always feel at ease when I have him here with me. He felt like home, he was my home.

roguevax-deactivated20170803  asked:

Wait are those people mad at you because you're married and write romance stuff? I don't get it? Why is that an issue?

No, they’re mad because I am not writing their kind of romance and having a really great time doing it. 

The way some of it was phrased was like trying to shame me for writing “fic” styled work because I’m adult woman who should be writing “normal” things by now, like them. Whatever the heck that means like honestly I don’t even know. 

It was like some collective high school move where someone notices you having a good time with your friends and comes up into your corner like “you can’t sit with us” and I’m just over here with all the other weird kids like me going “cool, never wanted to.”

So then they had nothing left to pick on so resorted to “yea well how does your husband feel about that” and it’s like I’m really sorry Susan, but I didn’t marry a Chad. I married another well adjusted weirdo like me who doesn’t hate me or shit on the things I love.

An amazing concept, I know.