i like her faces

Hello, an anon wanted to see my face yeah. I’m the middle picture btw, i found the other two guy pics on google idk who they are :///// WHO TO TAG. YOU SEE, THE MORE PEOPLE I TAG THE MORE PEOPLE WILL SEE THIS WHICH IS A BIG NO NO.

@kim-taeyeon, @jung-jessica, @taeblush, @fantaesy, @candyeon, @ninthwish​, @sonuyhshidae

garage sale moments
  • a little boy haggling for my pokemon cards & asking about my time in arizona
  • a young teen walking up all bored w/ her mom and then seeing my manga bins & yelling “YOU HAVE NARUTO” and sitting there boxing and reading them as her mom went to get cash for literally 50 fuckin volumes
  • she liked yuri on ice too!!!! i didnt have the heart to tell her my blog bc its so porny but we gushed together haha (i was sellin one of my viktor mugs and she was like !!!)
  • her face when i handed her witch hunter robin vol. 1 & my second copy of tekkonkinkreet for free. sweet ppl deserve good things
  • the old lady who came inside so i could show her how to thread/work a sewing machine haha she recorded me and it was the cutest thing
  • the ten people who showed up asking about video games only to drive away when they found out someone came before i was even open to buy em all (sorry ya’ll.. he was on it)
  • a longtime follower BEING THE SWEETEST BEAN IRL orz <33 
  • getting my period ofc
  • two cats came to browse :))
  • so did about 34 bees :((((
  • the feeling of closing the garage door after packing up
Heartbroken (Part 2) |Conor Maynard|

Part 1

Summary -  Can you do a part 2 of heartbroken, Conor Maynard please!?!

Word Count - 1,173

Warnings - N/A

With his head in his hands, Conor attempted to steady his breathing. Tears were still pouring from his eyes as Jack came out of his bedroom.

“What the hell happened? I was only in my room for 5 minutes and she’s reduced you to tears?”

Conor rolled his eyes, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and looked at his little brother, with his face like thunder.

“I told her I had feelings for her, ruined things, scared her and she ran off. That’s what happened.” Conor sighed, trying to get rid of the tight feeling that was hidden in his chest.

“You like Y/N? Since when?” Jack tilted his to one side, confusion spread on his face.

“Since about 3 years ago.” Conor told him, waiting for the reaction of his brother.

“3 years? 3 years! And you’ve only just told her, after she broke up with her boyfriend, and came to you for comfort?” Jack said, clearly shocked that Conor had just admitted that he had feelings for Y/N.

“You absolute idiot!” Jack sighed, shaking his head in disapproval.

“How am I an idiot?” Conor asked, looking at Jack with confusion spread across his face.

“Y/N needed a friend and you basically offered yourself as her next boyfriend hours after her last one finished with her.” Jack commented, sitting next to Conor on the sofa.

Conor thought Jack’s words over a few times and let out a deep sigh.

“Well it sounds fucking awful when you say it like that.”

“Well it is awful Conor, she really needed someone and you basically jumped on her.” Jack sighed.

“I didn’t fucking jump on her Jack, I get that I shouldn’t have told her. I fucking know that now don’t I?” Conor groaned, annoyed at the fact his little brother was doing more bad than good at the minute.

“Don’t start fucking having ago at me, Conor.” Jack frowned, clenching his fists by his sides.

Conor let out a sigh, once again and stood up.

“I’m gonna go and see Y/N, if she’ll actually talk to me.”

Jack sighed, the frown fading from his face as he looked sympathetically at Conor.

“Mate, maybe just give her a bit of time to calm down?” Jack suggested, biting down on his lip gently.

Conor thought it through for a few seconds before shaking his head.

“No, I’m going now because if I don’t go now then I’ll talk myself out of it and I’ll never do it.” Conor sighed, grabbing his jacket, phone and car keys off the table before walking to the door.

Jack stepped infront of his brother, putting his hand on Conor’s chest to stop him from moving forward anymore.

“Just think about this for a second Conor, what if Y/N knocks you back again?” Jack sighed.

Jack was a bit of a dickhead sometimes, but at the end of the day, he and Conor were brothers and Jack never wanted anything to hurt Conor.

Conor shook his head, sighing. “Jack, I’m fucking serious. Move now.”

Jack nodded once, and obediently moved out of Conor’s way and watched him run outside.

Once in his car, Conor breathed out deeply before hastily driving to Y/N’s house, the entire journey being a blur.

Conor quickly got out of the car and walked to the door, with the brass numbers ‘17’ on.

Conor swallowed hard as his hands calmed up, his heart rate increased and he felt incredibly nervous.

Conor knocked on the door a few times, though something inside him was actually hoping that Y/N wouldn’t answer.

In an ideal world, Y/N would open the door, jump into his arms and say she was sorry for running off as she was scared. But whether that would actually happen or not, was another matter.

That’s what Conor wanted to happen, that’s what would be perfect.

But the door opening slightly stopped Conor’s thoughts.

“Y/N, please just hear me out.” Conor begged, tears brimming his eyes.

You sighed but reluctantly nodded, opening the door wider so Conor could walk inside.

Shutting the door behind him, you went into the living room as Conor obediently followed. The silence between you both was slightly awkward, and there had never been anything like that between you both before.

Normally you and Conor got on so well, but now that Conor had said what he said, everything seemed upside down.

You both sat on the sofa, and looking up at him you smiled ever so slightly.

“I just want you to know I never meant to scare you. That was the last thing I wanted.” Conor explained, as he began to play with the sleeves of his jacket, probably out of nerves.

“What exactly did you expect from me? How did you expect me to react when your best friend tells you that he has feelings for you, hours after your boyfriend dumps you?” You sighed, frowning as the moment Conor told you replayed through your head.

“I don’t really know what I was expecting to be honest,” Conor shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck as his cheeks flushed pink. “I just knew that needed to tell you, otherwise I never would.”

“But why that moment? Why not last week when we were sat watching a movie? Or when we went for a meal together?” you asked, desperately wanting to know the answer.

“Because, you were sat there, all teary eyed and sad and I wanted nothing more than to cuddle you and make you smile and happy, I wanted to be the reason that you’re smiling again and it sounds so selfish but I fucking love you, Y/N and I was terrified to admit that to you before, but I really don’t care now. I love you.” Conor stammered his voice breaking as he finished speaking and tears began to roll down his cheeks, his eyes looking like glass.

With wide eyes, you stared at him.

“You love me?” you whispered, tears now falling from your eyes.

Conor simply nodded but he still kept his eyes fixed on you.

Letting out a deep breath, you wiped your eyes.

“I love you Conor.” You mumbled. Conor’s eyes shone as he opened his mouth to say something but you quickly cut him off.

“I love you, as a friend.” You continued, looking down at your hands as you didn’t want to see the heartbreak on his face.

You heard Conor swallow hard before you glanced up at him, tears still pouring from his eyes.

He didn’t say anything else; he stood up and walked over to the door quickly.

“Conor?” you mumbled, the sight of him crying was breaking your heart.

“I’m sorry.”

Conor simply nodded and walked outside, closing the door behind him before you let out a deep breath and slumped back down on the sofa.

As Conor slid down your front door, pulling his knees to his chest and resting his head on his hands, the tears never stopped flowing as he sat there, heartbroken.

idk man the thing that sucks about not being really pretty is that no matter what you tell yourself and what your friends might say, you sort of always know that you’re just not. and i’m not talking about being stubborn and fishing for compliments, it’s just knowing that you’re not conventionally attractive, that people on the street won’t double-take when you pass by them, that people won’t be flustered trying to talk to you. and i know looks aren’t everything but damn it sure feels like it when you aren’t absolutely gorgeous


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