i don't know what's going on but i appreciate it

anonymous asked:

I'm probably gonna kill myself. I don't know what else to do.

don’t kill yourself now, tomorrow, tonight, or in anytime because you are worth living with thousands of reasons to be happy, i feel bad for you in what you’ve been through but trust me these thoughts are going to fade away sooner, i love you, people around you loves you and they do appreciate you no matter what. please stay strong because there are plenty reasons to live and i’ll just list you as many as i can okay?

  • you have forever to be dead
  • for that comforting feeling when a cat finally allows you to pick them up and sticks by your side
  • life can be beautiful
  • everything will balance out
  • new music
  • books you can’t put down
  • theres still so much to discover
  • you are needed
  • sleep food
  • a hot cup of tea
  • how awesome it feels when class gets cancelled
  • kittens
  • hearing a song that has been stuck in your head all day
  • the smell of cookies in the oven
  • when your parents are proud of you
  • when your favourite song comes on the radio
  • there are beautiful places to see
  • bucket lists to complete
  • rules to break
  • art to see & create
  • to fade your scars
  • to find something you believe in
  • to help someone
  • falling asleep to rain
  • smiling at strangers
  • 7 billion people you haven’t met yet
what ur fav new wave band says about u
  • adam and the ants: I will have sex with anybody
  • the b-52's: I will spit in your face and laugh
  • duran duran: I am a vain piece of shit
  • depeche mode: I blend into walls
  • erasure: gay
  • eurythmics: do you know how many shades of eyshadow I own? like at least a dozen
  • falco: I don't even speak german
  • inxs: I am wearing a bandanna and drinking cheap beer
  • japan: I'm special. so special
  • joy division: not even a new wave band also go fuck yourself
  • kate bush: I am an artsy piece of shit
  • new order: I never knew my true parents I was raised by a drum machine
  • the police: I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself
  • roxy music: the leather underpants I'm wearing are really chafing me
  • talking heads: what
  • u2: I appreciate the finer things in life and love getting my ass kicked
  • ub40: I think I'm an incredibly diverse and tolerant person

Don’t ever ask me what the hell I was thinking ‘cause I don’t know either.

anonymous asked:

ok this is going to sound rude but i totally don't mean it to be, but as an asian i always get super exited when i see asian authors, so i was wondering why you chose to write a european story rather than something korean? loved it tho

Hi nonny:

I get this question a lot, so I’m going to come across as a bit short or annoyed, but it’s not about you, I promise (I don’t know you after all). 

It’s about your question.

It is a rude question, and I don’t appreciate it. Frankly, what I am and how that affects what I write is none of anyone’s business. If you want to know why I wrote Wintersong and not something Asian, I write a little about it here. And it isn’t that I don’t intend to write something Asian-inspired; I do. Why did I choose to write something European? Many things. I like Mozart. I like the German language. I like European folklore. I am pretty goth. I grew up with these things, so I know them pretty intimately. 

But I want to unpack this question a little. Why is it that women of color are expected to write or perform their own marginalizations? Do we go around asking out queer people to only write queer stories? Do we ask disabled people to only write their disability? Incidentally, I wrote my disability into Wintersong. I gave Liesl my bipolar disorder. But the praise and censure I get always stems from the most obvious marginalization I have: my face, and by extension, my ethnic background.

If you want to get into the weeds of why I didn’t write something Korean first, it’s because I’m not Korean. I am of Korean descent, yes. I am a member of the diaspora. But neither am I truly a part of the Korean-American immigrant experience. I grew up pretty privileged: my dad is white, I went to an all-girl’s private school, was part of swim and tennis clubs, etc. I had a lot of the markers of cultural whiteness, which is tied with class. My Koreanness is whitewashed, not just by my cultural privilege, but because I didn’t have access to a Korean extended family. My aunties, uncles, and cousins all live in Seoul, or some didn’t make it out of Pyongyang before the establishment of the 38th Parallel. I’ve been to Korea twice. The only Korean members of my family are my mother and my grandmother. Everyone else is white.

That cultural whiteness? It comes across to a lot of people, and it especially came across to other Koreans. There are reasons I don’t speak the language as well as I should, considering it was my milk tongue. I went to Korean school and attended Korean church for a while, but I was bullied and ostracized so badly I stopped going back when I was 9. I wasn’t bullied because my dad was white; I was bullied because I wasn’t Korean enough. I didn’t share their cultural language. I didn’t even share the same parental pressures. My mother is the one who had been pressuring me to quit my day job and become a full-time writer, not my dad. As a result, I was the outcast in every Asian group I ever tried to be a part of as a kid. Some were open about it to my face. You’re not Korean enough. Some were more insidious about it. They would deliberately choose subjects and topics about which I had no handhold, freezing me out of conversation. My friends? The theatre kids, the artist freaks, the writers. The vast majority of them? White. 

This obviously left pretty deep psychic scars. I can’t eat doughnuts, for one. They smell of Korean school and shame. But it also left me with a deep insecurity about even approaching a Korean subject in writing. Am I enough? Am I enough, am I enough, am I enough? It’s only as an adult that I’ve made Asian friends, that I’ve slowly started to find my way back to the heritage I’ve kept at arm’s length. 

I’m telling you my history, nonny, to better answer your question. But to also maybe shed a light on the effect of asking a marginalized person to perform their marginalization for you. For me, that question is fraught, and I imagine it is for a lot of other Asian writers as well. When I hear that question, all I hear is You are not enough. You are not Asian enough. You didn’t even write something Asian. You are not enough, you are not enough, you are not enough.

A Short Biography of Elrond
  • Elrond: Hi! I'm Elrond, and I live with my mommy and daddy and twin brother Elros. I love my family!
  • Eärendil: *sails away*
  • Maedhros and Maglor: Hello
  • Elwing: *jumps off cliff*
  • Elwing: *turns into a bird*
  • Everyone: WTF
  • Elrond and Elros: Mommy...
  • Maglor: Oh no, oh no, don't cry, smol baby elves, we'll be your new dads now!
  • Maedhros: Wait, what?
  • Elrond and Elros: Yay!
  • Elrond: And you'll never leave us, will you, new dads?
  • Maedhros and Maglor: ...
  • Maedhros and Maglor: *run off to steal the silmarils*
  • Maedhros: *jumps off a cliff*
  • Elrond: Wait, not again-
  • Maglor: *takes a long walk on the beach and is never seen again*
  • Elrond: Well, I guess it's just you and me, Elros-
  • Elros: Actually, I'm gonna become a human and die.
  • Elrond: Oh... ok, that's cool. That's cool. I'm just gonna become bffs with the new king Gil-Galad
  • Gil-Galad: *dies*
  • Elrond: Well, at least I have a beautiful new wife Celebrian
  • Celebrian: *get's attacked by orcs*
  • Celebrian: I must go into the West to seek healing.
  • Elrond: Of course, darling, don't worry about me, at least I still have our three beautiful children-
  • Arwen: Actually I'm gonna become a human and die.
  • Elladan and Elrohir: And um... we're not coming West with you.
  • Elrond: You know what? I'm done. Nobody fucking appreciates me in Middle-Earth. Sayonara bitches, Elrond out.

Sameen Shaw Appreciation Day

I loved how last month everyone got into paying tribute to ‘If-Then-Else’ with me so I thought I would give you all a heads up that I plan on doing something similar this coming Tuesday (February 21) to celebrate the anniversary of the first time our favorite compact Persian sociopath graced our screens. (‘Relevance’ aired on February 21, 2013)

I’ll be posting my favorite stills of Shaw all day as well as Shaw-centric posts on my other blog. I’d love to make a day of reveling in all her badass glory.

So dig up your favorite Shaw posts or make some new ones! 

It’s hammer time 🔨

advice for the signs
  • aries: you're full of ideas and they're always amazing! you are so much smarter than you give yourself credit for, even though you try to appear like you're a bit of a daredevil, you don't always like to come too far out of your cozy little comfort zone. but I promise, if you come out a bit more you can experience so many exciting things, and your abilities will make you shine like a star in the night sky.
  • taurus: not only are you are a badass, you're also super cool. if there are any haters its only because they want to be like you - really though. you just have an aura about you that pulls people in and once they get to know you, they don't ever want to get away. people want to overindulge in you, and if that wears you out then take a break and don't feel bad about it, your friends know you'll come back at the end of the day.
  • gemini: you're not a two-faced backstabbing bitch, you are a beautiful person who struggles with having to listen to an angel and a devil on your shoulders all day, which I can only imagine is super tough but you've done an incredible job to even come all this way and you should be so proud of yourself, I know I am. and lets take a moment to appreciate how you can walk into a room and suddenly be everyone's best friend with your natural charm and easy-going nature. you could take a bullet in the chest and your smile won't even falter. you're so determined to get what you want and you're so passionate and just everything you do is admirable. keep going, you rock this world.
  • cancer: if we're being real here, you don't actually cry *that* much. this is what it is - you have so many emotions swirling inside of you and they are like a beautiful storm of bright lights. and you should continue to let that out and share that beauty with everyone! but even with all that, you can be pretty hardcore and you are so strong, inside that whirlpool is a fire than burns bright, you should show people your intense passions as well as your caring side.
  • leo: you are amazing, and everyone around you knows it. if you're being too hard on yourself, lighten up a little because so far you've done everything right. everything happens for a reason, and if you feel guilty or sad about something just remember that your experiences have shaped who you are today - a beautiful, wonderful, magical creature with sparkling eyes, a loving soul and fabulous hair.
  • virgo: you work so hard to be on top of the game and I know how stressful that can be, but trust me when I'm saying that if you're doing the best you can, please don't push yourself any further. I'm sure you know what it feels like to get 3 hours sleep only to just scrape everything in on time, but you're doing just fine and please remember to reach out to your friends and loved ones and talk about how youre feeling. honestly, letting out any negativity makes you feel so, so much better, and you deserve the best.
  • libra: it's not that you're indecisive, you just like to weigh out all the pros and cons of a situation before you go into something - which is such a good idea, and I admire you for that. I bet you wish you had a crystal ball and could see the future to know how your decisions will turn out, huh? but the reality is that you should stop worrying about about the future and live in the moment. if you're not focusing on the present, you won't get to where you want to be in the future, and we definitely don't want to see you somewhere where your talents aren't being showcased.
  • scorpio: your personality is just so magnetic and you're so hypnotic, so many people absolutely adore you and would do anything for you - but sometimes they might not be 100% certain that the feelings are mutual. now, I know you love your friends and family so, so much with a fiercely strong love, but would it kill you to tell people that you love them and how you're feeling sometimes? everyone is here to help you and guide you on your journey to reaching the stars, but you can't build your rocket ship without the help of others.
  • sagittarius: you are incredible and so smart, it actually makes people stop in their tracks when you open your mouth and spout some beautiful, philosophical words of wisdom. or even just opening your mouth to say anything. everything about you is great but I'm not sure you appreciate yourself as much as you should. all the friends you have who love you should be an indication of how great you are. if you don't learn to love yourself, you might not be able to see through and out of your own little bubble and actually notice how much people care about you. because they care so, so much. don't you ever doubt that.
  • capricorn: your motto is work hard and don't take shortcuts, which is amazing and everyone admires you for that. it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to be you, and even if nobody mentions it, everyone is impressed. you're gonna go far, kid. but know that even if you're stuck in a rut right now you just need to jump a little higher and climb out. if you're stressed, talk to someone you trust and just open up and tell them what youre feeling. help them help you, and everything will be okay.
  • aquarius: we're not emotionless, we have a lot of feelings and we just choose not to express them because we're scared of people being overwhelmed by us, and we like to trust someone 100% before we open up. and there is nothing wrong with that. you're so good at listening to people's problems/how they feel and your advice is 10/10, but if you don't take time to talk to people about how you're feeling, you bottle everything up and one day it'll get so full that the lid will burst - and I know you're afraid of letting out all your feelings in one go, I definitely am. the only way around that is to let it out, bit by bit, slowly and over the years, to maintain your composure and sanity. and nobody will see you any different or judge you if you open up to them.
  • pisces: you're passionate, your creativity is out of this world, you're so good at helping people and you don't have a selfish bone in your body. you're always so up for helping people, and that is amazing! you're compassionate like no other, and your ideas are off-the-charts crazy cool. and you're not weak! you are perfectly capable of putting up your barriers, you just like to trust people enough to keep them down a lot of the time. and you're definitely not weak either, you've probably lived through some heartbreaking experiences, and you're still able to walk around with your head up and your heart open. now thats real strength.

I don’t know what I’m going to do after this, I don’t know if there’s anything I can do. 
I’m pretty sure you can do anything, Ms. Grant.

글쎄 (Wonwoo)

Wonwoo’s soft rap from my favorite Seventeen song, “글쎄”.


Requested: can you do one where shawn has a mental breakdown and you have to calm him down

Originally posted by everythingshawnmendes

Your name: submit What is this?


“Y/n,” You hear Andrew’s voice shouting from the front of the bus. You don’t know why he’s yelling, but he sounds frantic.

You tell your sister, “I have to go. I’ll call you back later.” And you hang up the phone before even giving her a chance to say goodbye as you slide out of your bunk. You’re currently on tour with Shawn because he had asked you to come along, but you miss your family just like he misses his when he’s gone. Whenever Shawn’s busy working, you often take that time to call or FaceTime your family or friends back home. Shawn is currently doing his meet and greet, so you had decided to stay on the bus to talk to your sister over the phone.

As soon as your toes touch the ground, Andrew appears at the end of the hall. “Y/n, there you are!” He practically screams, which slightly startles you because you’re not very far from him, so you don’t really understand why he’s shouting so loudly. “Come with me,” He says, turning around and practically running out of the bus. You’re confused, but decide to not ask any questions as you rush after him.

“Shawn’s freaking out. I think everything’s just been too much lately.” Andrew tells you, while practically jogging into the venue.

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900 posts! Go Jamie!!!🎉🎉🎉

(Also the first pic is Jamie’s first post of this wife in like June 24th 2013. Now his most recent one today, in September 13th 2017 with the character Monkey from the play Journey to the West! It’s an amazing play and was yet another collaboration between Damon and Jamie! So go listen to the soundtrack album called Monkey Bee and check out to videos about the play! I know this sounds like I’m a sponsor something but I’m honestly not. I’m just trying to get the play out there. Since there’s a lot of new fans and they haven’t heard it! Sorry about the rambling tho!!!;^;;;)

  • mom: let me know what stresses you out so I can help you with it. even if I'm contributing to it, just let me know.
  • me: okay, well, sometimes you yell at me and it makes me upset, because you always blame me for it and I'm not allowed to disagree with you or else it's all my fault.
  • me: that's not what I'm saying.
  • mom: YES IT IS.
  • me: .....anyway

theaceofwands  asked:

Hey PQ! So I've been thinking. Jon definitely has earned the right to his throne, I totally agree. And I know that Aegon is probably Illyrio's son, but that part about him being raised with the common folk always gets me. Like, Jon has earned it, don't get me wrong, but Jon was raised in a castle and he really didn't have it so bad compared to all the poor common people living outside. Aegon is presented as the people's king, and I feel like he's earned it in some way. What do you think?

I appreciate and even admire what Varys is going for with the whole “unlike Tommen, Aegon was raised to know hunger and fear” thing. It immerses the perfect prince in the trials faced by those not lucky enough to be born heir to anything, encouraging him to see his subjects as people he’s sworn to protect rather than exploit. However, I don’t think that necessarily produces an overall worldview and game plan that helps said people. The problem is that Aegon never had this moment:

Donal Noye leaned forward, into Jon’s face. “Now think on this, boy. None of these others have ever had a master-at-arms until Ser Alliser. Their fathers were farmers and wagonmen and poachers, smiths and miners and oars on a trading galley. What they know of fighting they learned between decks, in the alleys of Oldtown and Lannisport, in wayside brothels and taverns on the kingsroad. They may have clacked a few sticks together before they came here, but I promise you, not one in twenty was ever rich enough to own a real sword.” His look was grim. “So how do you like the taste of your victories now, Lord Snow?”

“Don’t call me that!” Jon said sharply, but the force had gone out of his anger. Suddenly he felt ashamed and guilty. “I never … I didn’t think …”

Varys brags that Aegon knew fear, but he never knew shame; he never doubted himself and grew on his own terms rather than his handlers’. Jon, by contrast, was directly confronted with exactly the bubble you’re talking about, early on in his story. Donal Noye tells him that however valid his own frustrations were at Winterfell, it’s not remotely badass to take out those frustrations on those who have only fought with sticks. Jon listens, and learns. 

As shown by the white cloak now fluttering from Duck’s shoulders, Aegon has affinity for the particular common folk he grew up with, but he still doesn’t appear to have connected the dots to any larger ideology (because as we see in the epilogue to ADWD, Varys has the ideology waiting for him, all wrapped up in a neat little bow). Jon, by contrast, wasn’t immersed from the start, and so he initially has elitist blind spots. But he’s had the opportunity to undergo genuine self-motivated growth, which is how you get him taking Satin as his squire and letting Tormund’s people through the Wall four books later. Aegon had all the building blocks handed to him, and they’re kinda just sitting there. Jon tripped over them, picked them up, examined them, and is now building with them.

Fool’s Gold

I have this image of Joel Heyman, one of the most widely recognized founders of the notorious RT Crew,  meeting lil Gavin Free for the first time.

Like, imagine, Gavin was over in the US for a bit, helping Gus with some hacking and following Burnie and Geoff around like a lost puppy, and Joel stumbles upon him.

Maybe Joel was away, overseas maybe, talking to some fences about the Monet paintings stashed in the warehouse (and maybe looking into a gold heist on the side) and he finally comes home, to find a kid (a literal kid, Jesus Christ Burnie) lounging around the penthouse.

Joel knows about Gavin, there’s no way he couldn’t with how often Burnie and Geoff, and even Gus, praised the “dumbass little genius,” but he had never seen his face before.

Gavin notices him, and nearly breaks his laptop in his haste to stand up. Joel stares at him for a moment before gesturing him to follow. Gavin scrambles after him.

“So…” Joel drawls as he leads the other through the maze-like halls of the penthouse. “What’s your schtick, kid.”

“Hacker,” Gavin states instantly. “Burnie brought me to—“

Joel waved that away. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I meant what else.”

Gavin shot him a look of confusion. Joel groaned obnoxiously.

“Y’knoooow, what else did he bring you for? There’s no way he brought you here just to hack, I mean, we already have Gus, and Jason, and Burnie’s no slouch in the technical division himself. So, why’d he bring you all the way here?” Joel stops in the hallway, Gavin nearly slamming into his back. Joel turns and stares intently at the younger man. “What did he see in you?”

Gavin looks mildly affronted, and Joel wonders if he should backtrack when Gavin speaks again.

“I ran a crew, back in England. It was small, pretty damn small for all that we accomplished, but it worked. I spent most of my time hacking, or planning, but I was a frontman too.” Here, he hesitates, averting his eyes, before he looks back at Joel.

“Geoff has some plans…and he’s teaching me to be a frontman. New identity and everything.”

Joel scrutinizes him for a second before he continues walking.

“Have you thought of one yet? An identity?”

Gavin shrugs sheepishly. “All the ones I’ve come up with are rubbish. I think Geoff’s beginning to think I’m a lost cause.”

Joel hums before stopping abruptly in front of a door. He digs the key out of his pocket and unlocks it, gesturing Gavin in.

“Uh…Joel?” Gavin asks while Joel rummages through his drawers. “What exactly am I doing here?”

Joel ignores him, muttering to himself. He finally finds what he’s looking for and exclaims, slamming the drawer closed. He holds up something to Gavin’s face.

“Do you know what this is?”

“Uh yeah, gold?” Gavin reaches for it, but Joel snatches it away.

“Nope,” Joel says, popping the ‘p.’ “This, kid, is pyrite. Also known as ‘Fool’s Gold.’ To the untrained eye, it looks identical to gold, but its not. Just sulfur and iron fused together.”


“Hey!” Joel snaps, glaring. “I’m giving you a lesson here, shut the fuck up.”

Gavin puts his hands up in surrender, and Joel huffs once before continuing.

“This, this is your identity. The point of the frontman is to be the face of the crew, while also gaining information. You have to make it easy for people to trust you, while also fearing you. You pick a role and that’s the role everyone will know you as. Does that make sense?”

Gavin nods.

“You have to be like Fool’s Gold. You have to look shiny and expensive. You’re forcing people to look at the crew like a precious metal, you understand? But you have to be more than that. Fool’s Gold has edges, like a crystal, and it’s stronger than regular gold. It may not be actual gold, and you—“ he pokes Gavin in the chest “—may be playing a role, hiding behind smoke and mirrors, but you can’t ever let anyone else know that. The crew depends on no one ever finding out. That’s the point of a frontman.”

Gavin looks at him, equal parts awed and overwhelmed.

“I—“ Gavin clears his throat. “I think I understand. Thank—”

Joel waves away the appreciation, tossing the piece of pyrite to the other.

“Get outta here, I’m exhausted. Who just got off a long ass flight? This guy! All you fuckers don’t even know what it feels like to be Joel. And where’s my appreciation? ‘Oh Joel can you do this, can you do that?’ No! Everyone can just go fuck themselves!” Joel ends his tirade, smiling a little when Gavin laughs.

“Get outta here, kid.“

“See you, J-Roll.”

A few months later, Joel hears about Geoff’s crew out in Los Santos, wrecking havoc all along the shore. He hears about his second-in-command, his brawlers, his sniper, and his mercenary. But, mainly, he hears about Ramsey’s Golden Boy, and Joel can’t help but laugh.

Let’s face it – as fans of Korean music, there unfortunately aren’t many places we can get merch that doesn’t scream “LOOK AT ME, I LIKE KPOP.” Speaking for myself, I’d rather wear a shirt out knowing I won’t have to explain “what’s Bangtang?” to everyone I interact with that day. Not that I mind talking about my tastes, but if people who wear Maroon 5, Bruno Mars, or Adele shirts don’t have to do it, why do I have to? Hopefully, you feel the same way.

There aren’t many sites and resources selling merchandise with subtle references to the artists we love, so I created my own. At first, I only planned on buying these for myself, since I have no desire to make a profit off of these (I already have a job, I don’t need two). However, it only seems fair to share it with other ARMYs as well :)

I created a REDBUBBLE so you all, if you’d like, can have merch with subtle hints to Bangtan as well. The six above are a few of the designs already on the RedBubble account, so feel free to take a look!

Each design is available as shirts, jackets, phone cases, table/laptop cases and skins, pillows, mugs, notebooks/journals, bags, and prints/posters of different varieties. I’m willing to slightly alter designs (colors, placement) if need be, and don’t mind taking recommendations. However, I put a lot of thought into the meaning and look of each design (many of them were altered drastically, and some are graphics I never continued, so I have done a lot of reflecting on each one), so the way they are published is how I intended for them to look. I hope you’ll give my work a glance!

Thanks for reading!

RedBubble: HERE


Hello, my name is Amber and I need your help. This year hasn’t been the best for my mother and I and we’re struggling to pay our bills and afford groceries. We’ve had to replace our air conditioner, our car battery, a flat tire and medicine for both my mother and my sick dog. Our house payment is currently behind and if we don’t pay it within the next month or so, we could lose the house and we’ll have nowhere to go after that.

I’m in tears, shaking and sick to my stomach as I write this, but I don’t know where else to turn. My paypal is ambersou@yahoo.com if anyone can donate a couple of dollars, I would greatly appreciate it.

Please don’t just like it! Please reblog!

  • Jaehwan : Hey guys I came to return Jinnie's keys~
  • Jaehwan : Anyone home??
  • Hoseok : *Shouting* We're in the kitchen!
  • Jaehwan : Oh~hey guys-
  • Jaehwan : ...Where's Jinnie?
  • Jaehwan : You know what, I'll just go look for him myself.
  • Taehyung : Wait!
  • Taehyung : *Death stares* Jinnie hyung is having a shower, I don't think he'd appreciate people walking in.
  • Jaehwan :
  • Jaehwan : Does that happen to have anything to do with the fact that all your wrists are tied to dinning table?
  • Namjoon : That depends-
  • Jimin : Would you believe us if we say no?
  • Jaehwan: Not a chance.
  • Bonus:
  • Yoongi : And stop calling hyung Jinnie!
  • Jungkook : Yeah! Or else-
  • Jaehwan : Or else what? You gonna come and punch me?
  • Yoongi :
  • Jungkook :
  • Yoongi : Today is your fucking lucky day.
  • Jungkook : Dw hyung I'll deck him WITH THIS GOD DAMN DINNING TABLE.
  • Jin : *comes in* NO YOU WILL NOT.
  • Bangtan : *gasp* shit.
  • Jaehwan : Oh thank God.

requested: hi, i was wondering if u could do an imagine where y/n and shawn’s daughter gets her heartbroken and she’s really sad and shawn is really mad that the boy broke her heart but at the same time he comforts his daughter and helps her feel better. thankyouu!

feedback is always appreciated! :)


as soon as you heard the door slam, you knew your 17 year old daughter olivia, had a bad day. you sat in the living room with your younger kids while listening to her slam her schoolbag down and kick of her shoes.

you heard her sniffle as she walked past the living room and straight up to her own room, followed by another door slam.

you sighed, hating to know that there was something bothering her. you quickly followed her up to her room, lightly knocking on the door before entering. what you found absolutely broke your heart.

olivia was crouched on the floor with tears streaming down her face, her runny black mascara created lines down her face.

“liv,” you sighed, “honey what happened,”

she shook her head, not wanting to talk right now. you took a seat next
to her, engulfing her in a hug. you let her cry into your chest as you comfortingly rubbed her back.

you knew she needed to cry for a while before she would open up to you, she’s been that way since she was a little girl.

you really wished shawn was here right now, she would probably tell him a little more than what she’d tell you. she was always closer with her father, not that you minded. she was shawn’s first child, his little girl.

you glanced at the clock that sat on the bedside table, it was 4:30 meaning shawn would be coming home from work soon. olivia needed both her parents here right now, and deep down you knew she wanted her dad here more than anything.

“shh baby, you’re okay.” you whispered, stroking her long brown hair. she continued to cry as she held on to you a little tighter.

“talk to me liv,” you said once she had stopped crying as hard as before.

“sorry about your shirt,” she sniffled, wiping her eyes. you noticed the white t-shirt you were wearing was see through right now and your black bra was clearly visible but you didn’t care.

you smiled as she let out a small giggle looking at your shirt. “it’s okay, i’ll change later.”

she said something under her breath which you didn’t quite catch.

“what’s that sweetie?”

she took a deep breath before beginning to explain why she was so upset.

“aiden cheated on me,” tears started pooling in her eyes again.

you gasped, you never would’ve thought. aiden and olivia have been together for 3 years and never would you have thought he would do something like this. you and shawn met him many times, he was a nice guy, olivia’s younger siblings loved him, and shawn seemed to like him a lot too.

“oh hun, i’m so sorry.”

she started crying again, and you were back at square one.

she had never experienced heartbreak before, aiden was her first boyfriend and he was nothing but sweet up until now. olivia really loved aiden, and you thought he felt the same way.

“he’s not worth your tears baby, he didn’t appreciate what he had.” you tried to comfort her.

“that’s not the worst part mom,” she cried. “i caught him with allison!”

allison was olivia’s ex best friend, they were friends up until grade 10 when she stated dating aiden. you remember olivia telling you that allison was jealous and she wanted aiden, it resulted in a huge fight and they haven’t talked since.

“he’s an asshole.” you sighed.

you weren’t sure what to tell her, but you knew that she was smart enough to not even think about forgiving him.

shawn appeared in the doorway about 15 minutes later, his eyes widened when he saw what was happening.

“liv?” he asked, standing right in front of the two of you. he opened his arms for her, knowing that was exactly what she wanted.

olivia noticed his presence immediately, pulling away from your grasp and moving right to shawn.

“daddy,” she sobbed, wrapping her arms around his torso.

“it’s okay, you’re okay,” he cooed, kissing the top of her head. he looked to you, giving you a questioning look.

“aiden,” you sighed, taking a seat on her bed. shawn’s eyes widened as he pieced together what could’ve happened.

“what did that asshole do to my babygirl?” he asked, releasing his grip on her so she could talk. you knew shawn was going to force it out of her, and that he was probably going to kill aiden.

“he, i-i caught him with allison earlier.”

“you’re kidding,” shawn said, balling up his fists. “i’m going to kill that-”

“hey,” you cut him off before he got carried away. “don’t forget the real priority here.” you motioned to your daughter who stood at her mirror, studying the many pictures she had put up. you watched as she carefully picked one off the wall, running her finger along the top. she ripped the picture in half, throwing it to the ground and collapsing in tears again.

shawn rushed to her again, wrapping his arms around her as she cried.

“he doesn’t deserve you liv, he doesn’t deserve these tears.”

she shook her head and continued to cry, not listening to anything shawn was telling her. you could tell by the look on his face, he wasn’t prepared for this. but who was? you knew all he wanted to do right now was make her feel better, but he didn’t know what to say.

you heard little footsteps run down the hall and stop at the entrance to olivia’s room.

“why is livvy sad?” your 4 year old daughter sofia asked, running over to give her older sister a hug. sofia adored her older sister and olivia loved her with all her heart.

“don’t be sad livvy,” she said, trying to get in between shawn and olivia.

“go away sofia!” olivia cried, pushing her sister off her. tears pooled in sofia’s eyes as you quickly picked her up, bringing her to the living room where her other siblings were.

“it’s okay sof, she’s just sad right now. she didn’t mean it okay?”

sofia nodded as you set her down on the carpet where she was playing with her dolls.

“keep an eye on them.” you told your 15 year old son daniel who was sitting on the couch on his phone. you noticed he was already watching his younger brother who had just turned one. he was sitting in daniel’s lap, watching his show on tv.

“what’s happening up there?” daniel asked, “is she okay?”

you nodded, “she will be, thanks for watching them. i’ll be down soon.”

you made your way back upstairs, you could barely make out shawn and olivia talking. it seemed like olivia had finally stopped crying, she was explaining to her dad what happened.

you stood at the top of the stairs instead of going in the room, not sure if you should interrupt them or not.

moments later, shawn burst out of the room quickly running downstairs, olivia following.

“dad! don’t!” she yelled, running down the stairs as fast as she could.

you followed, knowing shawn would probably do something he would regret if you didn’t stop him.

“shawn!” you called, watching him slip on his leather jacket before leaving the house without a word.

“mom he’s going to kill him!” olivia yelled. “i mean, i hate aiden but dad is going to mess him up!”

you sighed, taking your one year old from daniel’s lap.

“he won’t sweetie, but all we have to do is wait.”

an hour later, shawn returned home. olivia was relieved to see his knuckles weren’t red, which means he didn’t punch him.

he walked into the living room and took his son from your arms, and looked at daniel.

“if you boys ever cheat on your girlfriends, i won’t hesitate to put you in the same position as aiden.”

your one year old just smiled at his dad, obviously not understanding what he was talking about. but daniel nodded, “i won’t, you’re too scary when you’re mad.”

you chuckled at his comment while shawn took a seat next to olivia.

“thank you dad,” she hugged him. “you could’ve killed him. i wouldn’t have minded.”

“i didn’t kill him,” he reassured her. “but i did make sure he never comes near you again because if he does he’s going to get killed.”