i need to change my brain

Please take a few minutes of your time to read this. I’m not asking for anything. I just think that this is something that isn’t said enough.

My mom is extremely homophobic and recently, she found out that I’m gay. I didn’t tell her. My brother was talking to my mom and let it slip. And if I was not ready to tell her, I was definitely not ready for the backlash of her knowing.
I was taking a nap when my mom found out. The moment my brother let it slip, he tried to take it back but it was too late. They started arguing and it woke me up. I couldn’t really hear what they were saying and looking back at it now, I’m glad I couldn’t. I later found out that my brother was trying to explain to my mom that nothing was wrong with me for liking girls. That my happiness was all that mattered. But my mom wouldn’t listen to a word he said. So my brother begged her not to say anything to me. Not until I told her myself. And she didn’t.

I could feel the tension during dinner but I didn’t bring it up until later that night. While I was getting ready to go to bed, my mom started asking me questions about boys. What kind of boys I like and stuff like that. Instead of answering the question, I changed the subject and asked about the argument. Her expression immediately changed from lighthearted to somber. In that instant, I knew I would regret asking. She looked me straight in the eye and asked me if I liked girls. The moment I registered what she was asking, I froze. I just stood there, staring at her. Tears began streaming down my face because I knew what was coming. And I wasn’t ready for it.

I never answered her question but my reaction was all she needed for confirmation. She became hysterical. She began saying things that I mostly blocked out because they hurt too much. I tried to tell her that it wasn’t a choice, that I didn’t choose to be gay and she told me that I needed to change my thought process because my father was going to be ashamed of me. My father died of brain cancer when I was four and I always feared what he would think of me if he was still alive today. Hearing my mom say that hurt like hell. I broke down and my brother tried to comfort me but I cried myself to sleep that night.

The next day, my mom acted like she didn’t just tear my heart out. She pretended like it didn’t happen and avoided making eye contact with me for a week. Now, we’re sort of back to normal but our relationship is strained. She’s in denial, always making passing remarks about homosexuals, and it will never go back to being the same after that.

Thank you for reading this. When I told my friends what happened, they told me that it was bound to happen eventually and that it was better my mom found out now. But they didn’t understand the feeling of having your mom tell you that she would rather die than have a gay child. Let me tell you, it was the worst feeling I have ever experienced in my 17 years of life.

If you know anyone who identifies on the lgbt+ spectrum, please don’t out them. Even if they stole your crayon when you were in Kindergarten and you haven’t liked them since, don’t out them. I had it better than most people. I know children who have been kicked out of their homes for being different. So don’t out anyone. Don’t bash anyone for being in the closet. You don’t know their situation. When they’re ready, they will work things out on their own.

Ways to enhance your intuition


These exercises can be done in two ways. You can either pick one paper up and try to guess what is on the paper, or you can think of a paper and try to find it in the pieces of paper. If you feel you need more pieces of paper by all means add more. If you work with deities, your higher self, spirits of any sorts, please feel free to invite them to help you with these exercises, if you’d like.

  • The number exercise: cut four, same sized pieces of paper with the numbers 1-4 written on them. Turn them downwards and mix them up. Pick one up and try to guess which number it is.
  • The shape exercise: cut four, same sized pieces of paper, and draw a star, a heart, a circle and a cube on them. Turn them downwards and mix them up. Pick one up and try to guess which shape it is.
  • The color exercise: cut four, same size pieces of paper, and add a different color to all of them. Turn them downwards and mix them up. Try to guess which paper has which color on them.
  • The quiz exercise: find a quiz online that you know nothing about - this may be a science quiz, a pop culture quiz, a quiz about a band, or the Viking history quiz. Take the quiz and try to guess the answers.
  • The object exercise: Get a older object, works best if it’s given by a friend do you and examine it. Try to pick up the objects energies and try to see/hear/smell the person that the object is tied to. It’s best done with a friend because they will most likely know some information about the person and they can tell if you’re right or wrong.
  • The card exercise: Pick one card up from a deck and try to see the color, the shape and the number of that card. You can also do this with tarot cards, try to feel the cards energies.
  • Divination: it’s a great exercise for enhancing your psychic abilities and the range of tools you can do divination with is enormous. So, find the one that calls to you and start divining. 

In my experience these are the main exercises which you can sit and work on but they’re not the only ones. Intuition can be worked on throughout the day even in the most mundane tasks:

  • Try to guess who texted you or is calling you before you pick up the phone.
  • If other people cook for you, try to guess what you’re having for lunch before seeing it.
  • Try to pick up what your friend is going to tell you before they do.
  • Try to guess when the light is going to turn green at a traffic light.
  • Think of a person, and try seeing what they’re doing at the moment. After you’re done, ask them whatsup.
  • When talking to a friend on the phone try to see what they’re wearing, what their hair is like, and/or what they’re doing and ask them.
  • When you get up try to sense what the weather is going to be like today.
  • When at the store and you’re waiting in line try to sense how much the person before you needs to pay.
  • Tell a friend to think of a number and try to guess that number.
  • When listening to music on shuffle, try to sense what the next song is going to be.
  • When people close to you talk on the phone try and sense who they’re talking to and ask them afterwards. (only if they’re comfortable with it, not all people would like their privacy invaded, my friends and family know why I’m doing that so they’re cool with it)
  • Try to sense what a close friends text is saying before you open it, or try to sense why they’re calling you.

These are all I can think of a t the moment, hopefully in the future I’m going to add more. Basically anytime, anywhere when you have some space left to guess what’s going to happen, do it.

MEDITATION: I can’t stress how important meditation is, especially to witches, mages, shamans, and all occult practitioners in general. I know it sounds boring when people tell you to meditate but we all need some time to relax and clear our heads. And in the moments of blissful relaxation we let out soul speak to us the most thus coming into our strongest potential where we can energetically change our DNA and rewire our brains. In the moment of deep relaxation you can focus on cleansing your pineal gland / increasing your intuition. 

I like to imagine purple/indigo color and lavender flowers coming out of my pineal gland spreading and covering my whole body and aura. I also like to imagine roots stretching from my pineal gland bursting through my forehead opening an eye in the centre of it. I like to massage the centre of my forehead, and I like taping an amethyst to it lol.

There are lots of guided meditations on youtube, which are extremely helpful, and there are lots of binaural beats and isochronic tones, which are also very helpful. Just find your comfort zone to working on the pineal gland and focus on it. Don’t feel bad if per say, isochronic tones don’t work for you but storm sounds do work. Find your comfort zone and work within it.

Also you might want to check out Sun Gazing, which is a very powerful exercise you’re going to need to dedicate yourself to. 

Pineal gland detoxification: 

  • Avoid ingesting fluoride - I know this is hard, seeing at the people on top put fluoride in literally everything knowing what it’s doing to our brains. But there are alternatives, the internet is a huge place and you can find almost everything there. Avoid fluoridated water, fluoridated toothpaste, GMO fruits and vegetables, soda, all artificial foods and drinks. Try to eat healthy and organically and if possible reduce eating meat - and cutting it off completely. 
  • Avoid sleeping with technology in your room if possible - this means wireless routers, mobile phones, computers etc. The pineal gland is suppressed by electro magnetic fields.
  • Avoid or if you can, completely cut off all sugar, caffeine, tobacco, alcohol and drugs.

Once you’ve detoxified your body and pineal gland it’s time to start working on activating and boosting your pineal gland:

  • Spend time in sunlight every day - or as much as you can. Practice sungazing as well, and it is best done when the sun has risen or in the moments it’s going away because the sun is the weakest then and it can’t harm your eyes and it won’t bother you.
  • Oils and incense - 
  • Sleep and meditate in complete darkness.
  • Commit to meditation every day.
  • Dedicate rituals to your third eye - whether it be a bath ritual, once in a full moon ritual, a day of the week ritual, or whenever you feel like it ritual, do it.
  • Practice yoga, especially Yoga Nidra as it is the most powerful yogic practice to increase the blood flow to your pineal gland.
  • Eat food that boosts the pineal gland - raw cocoa, coconut oil, lemon - the body’s best friend, basically the master of detox, garlic, raw apple cider vinegar, goji berries, watermelon, honey, hemp seeds, iodine, vitamin K1/K2, boron, bananas, alkaine food, chlorophyll rich foods, oregano oil, sea moss, walnuts, turmeric and melatonin.
  • Crystals that stimulate the pineal gland - amethyst, lapis lazuli, clear quartz, moonstone, sodalite. You can meditate with these crystals on your forehead daily, you can tape a crystal on your forehead and stay like that for a while, or you can massage your forehead with it.
  • Chant - there are a lot of chants to boost your pineal gland, you can google some, I’ve found that OM works best for me.
  • Plants that enhance intuition - ginger, gotu kola, ginkgo, skullcap, elder leaf, berries and flower, fennel, lavender, lemongrass, saffron, bay leaves, rosemary, honey suckle, anise, eyebright, lotus, mimosa, sandalwood, burning acacia, cinnamon, buchu leaves, celery, lilac, mint, mugwort, solomons leaf, frankincense, jasmine, lemon, peppermint, rose, sage, vanilla and star anise.
  • Oils - bay laurel, carrot seed, galbanum, german chamomile, grapefruit, myrrh, nutmeg, palo santo, petitgrain, roman chamomile, sandalwood, st. john’s wort, angelica root, eleni, juniper, frankincense, rosemary and patchouli.
  • Incense - ambergris, bay leaf, anise, cinnamon, frankincense, honeysuckle, jasmine, lemon, lemongrass, lotus, magnolia, peppermint, rose, sage, sandalwood, vanilla, heliotrope, basil and eucalyptus. 

And most important of all - trust your gut! The problem with not listening to our intuition is when our rational, logical mind interferes and tries to come up with logical solutions as to why your intuition is wrong. Whenever you get that gut feeling, just go with it, don’t question it. Also always remember to protect yourself when working on your pineal gland, seeing as we are more open and vulnerable to psychic attacks during these moments.

anonymous asked:

dont mind me just reading all ur voltron headcanons they are a gift

well consider me the gift that keeps giving, buddy

  • [keith and lance get hit] hunk: “shiro we have to hurry up and come up with a plan!! that last blast almost… heh…. cost us an arm and a leg”
  • pidge and lance lowkey adopted each other. lance knows, pidge probably doesn’t
    • lance waded through a water fountain to get his weird sister a video game she liked i mean come on
    • meanwhile pidge allegedly finds lance annoying but if anyone actually agrees with her she’s like “no wait only i’m allowed to say that”
    • they’re siblings
  • coran is just. so proud of these little humans and their little primitive brains. did you see how number five hacked that computer princess? look at her tiny synapses firing!!
  • whenever allura has free time she’ll plan out circus routines for the mice
  • “this is keith he’s a little stabby but we love him”
  • the team fights over going on missions with shiro
    • *hunk voice* “when do i get my life changing field trip with shiro”
  • when slav saw the particle barrier technology for the first time he straight up laughed
  • lance: “i need some encouragement. i need to ask myself, ‘what would an apollo astronaut do?’… and well they’d probably drink three whiskey sours, drive their corvette into a launchpad, then fly to the moon in a command module way smaller than my lion. man those guys were cool”


You hurt me. You broke me. You made me bleed more than anyone ever has. It’s funny though. When I met you it felt like our souls knew each other. It felt like they had intertwined and we were supposed to meet. It felt like I knew you from when I was little. I thought that we’d be friends forever. No matter how far apart we were, somehow I thought that we’d always know each other. I always believed in us. No matter how bad the argument or how terrible the fight got. I had hope that we’d grow old as friends and be there for each other through all the upside downs.

I told you that no matter what, I’d be there for you. You promised me the same. I told you that if you were laying awake at three a.m and you couldn’t stop thinking to call me and I’d listen to you ramble for hours and hours on end. I promised you that if you were crying I’d wipe away your tears. I promised that even if I were miles away from you I’d come back if you were hurting and needed me. I promised that nothing would ever change my mind and make me hate you, because I can’t hate you. My soul and heart won’t let me.

To me you were always going to be there. To me I thought that our promises would never die. I thought that, as long as we were both alive our promises to each other would live. You made me believe that. Actually, I made myself believe that. I didn’t want to listen to my brain or my parents. When they told me to watch out I didn’t listen. When they said that we became friends too quickly I didn’t believe them.

—  quotes-134 , you.
An Accurate Description of JD Throughout His Songs
  • Freeze Your Brain: I fucking love convenience stores slushies are my drugs
  • Dead Girl Walking: *awkwardly has sex with Veronica*
  • Me Inside of Me: We killed her and need to trick the police. Yes, obviously I didn't mean to kill her *nervous laugh*
  • Our Love is God: Veronica, I love you. Now let's kill some naked guys.
  • Seventeen: Alright, change of heart.
  • Yo Girl: JK
  • Meant to be Yours: VERONICA I love you baby so can we go kILL YOUR ENTIRE SCHOOL?
  • Dead Girl Walking Reprise: *sarcastic comments about a bomb*
  • I Am Damaged: I fucked up. Let me be dramatic before I die.
  • Seventeen Reprise: *boom*
Accommodations don't remove my disability.

Accommodations don’t completely level the playing field between me and my peers.

Accommodations don’t change the fact this speaking math to a computer is at best half the speed of typing.

They don’t prevent my fatigue or help me stay awake in that early morning class (that wasn’t offered at any other time).

They don’t fix all of the inaccessible computer infrastructure or recoup the time that I spend emailing seven different departments about their inaccessible online trainings.

Accommodations can’t remove the stress of asking for extra help or give me extra hours in the day to study.

Accommodations don’t change the fact that, if my peers sleep eight hours a night while I need 10, my peers get an extra 14 hours per week to study or relax.

Accommodations don’t remove the fog that clouds my brain when sensory stimuli overwhelm me.

They can’t stop pain from breaking my focus on my academic work.

Accommodations are crucial, but they don’t remove the effects of my disability.

Accommodations give me a tiny foothold, a place to start, but I still have to climb a huge, icy mountain myself.

I Got You On My Mind [Part 4]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

[Part One] | Previous Part | Part Four | Next Part

Summary: After your memory loss, adjusting back to normal life has been difficult. Luckily, Jungkook is always there for you. Still, something seems off about him, and you just can’t understand why.

Word count: 2k words

Originally posted by jungxook

“Oh yeah, I’m being discharged tomorrow,” you told Jungkook, who was pushing your wheelchair through the hospital. He insisted that you needed a change of scenery. “My parents are going to pick me up and drive me back to my apartment.”

“I-I guess it’s too early for the ‘meet the parents’ thing, right?” Jungkook stammered, uncharacteristically nervous. “Unless you want me to. Like, I don’t mind if–”

“Chill, Jungkook,” you laughed, cutting his off his rambling. “I think they’re more worried about my brain damage than any soulmate business.”

“The doctors said you’ll recover your memories though, right?” Jungkook asked, worry lining his words. “Your memory loss won’t be permanent or recurring?”

“They said my memories will come back slowly,” you replied, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly. “But most of the time, the memories will have to be triggered by something. They also told me I might have short-term memory issues for the next little while.”

“That seriously sucks,” Jungkook said. “If you need any help with anything, just let me know. I don’t really know how I’d be useful, but don’t hesitate.”

“We’re not in the same department,” you snorted, turning to peer up at your soulmate who was both familiar and foreign in this instant. “This is gonna make school so difficult. I’ve forgotten nearly three months worth of content!”

“Maybe take the semester off?” Jungkook suggested. “Amnesia is a pretty valid reason. Have you talked at all to the university?”

“No,” you groaned, sinking into the wheelchair. “I don’t want to think about responsibilities right now. Just marvelling in the fact I’m still alive and kicking.”

A silence fell between you and Jungkook as he pushed you through a more crowded area of the hospital. You noticed a few younger visitors visibly gape at Jungkook, then glare at you jealously as you rolled by.

You agreed with them–how was Jungkook so damn good-looking? You hit the soulmate jackpot, for sure. Still, even if he looked different, you didn’t doubt that you would like him just the same.

“You know, it’s pretty crazy,” you blurted out unthinkingly. “I’ve been talking to you my entire life, and I always thought meeting you would feel like meeting an old friend. But honestly, you’re a total mystery to me right now. Maybe it’s because of the memory loss, or maybe other people feel this way, too.”

“No, I know what you mean,” Jungkook responded quietly, trying to figure out how to express his thoughts properly. “It’s just…we have an idea of who our soulmate is in our heads. When they’re not exactly that person, it’s kind of confusing.”

“And I’m sure there’s a lot of stuff we still don’t know about each other,” you agreed. “Honestly, I tried to make myself seem a lot better than I am.”

“Yeah, me too,” Jungkook laughed, though it sounded a bit off. You brushed it off as embarrassment. “Didn’t want to disappoint you.”

You turned your head and looked up into Jungkook’s eyes. “You couldn’t have disappointed me Jungkook, really. I’m just happy to finally meet you,” you replied, giving him a small smile. “And it’s kinda paradoxical, isn’t it? Disliking your own soulmate. Weren’t we, like, made to like each other?”

“I guess,” Jungkook said, staring ahead unwaveringly. He pushed you down another hallway, which led to the cafeteria. You only knew because of the wafting smell of hearty food was growing stronger by the second. “But nothing’s ever that simple.”

“Don’t I know it,” you sighed, laughing a little in spite of yourself. You turned the corner into the bustling cafeteria, the noise of the crowds deafening compared to the near-silent, depressing halls of the hospital.

“Want to grab something to eat?” Jungkook asked, the heaviness of your conversation vanishing before you could even blink. “I was going to grab something for myself, too.”

“Sure, I’ll have whatever you’re having,” you agreed. Out of habit, you reached down to pat your pockets for your wallet. “Oh shit, I don’t have any money on me. Don’t worry about it, then.”

“It’s cool, it’ll be my treat,” Jungkook said. When you turned to look at him, he was giving you a lopsided smile.

“Then, is this our first date?” you asked cheekily, delighting in the way Jungkook’s cheek burned. You never expected that a guy like Jungkook, with this terrible fuckboy persona, would be so easily flustered.

“If you want it to be, sure,” Jungkook answered, coughing into his hand awkwardly. You just laughed, and Jungkook pushed you forward wordlessly.

Life at home after getting discharged made staying in the hospital seem like an amusement park. After being sentenced to bedrest by your parents–and having Jieun enforce it with an iron fist–you spent your days bored out of your mind.

In only one week, you had binge-watched three shows, reread all of your course notes (and they didn’t help you remember anything), and read more manga that you had ever read before in your entire life.

You were positively itching to get outside and do something, but what bothered you the most was that you hadn’t talked to Jungkook since your “first date.” When you had gotten home, you jumped to charge your dead phone, which miraculously hadn’t been destroyed in the accident. But when the device finally charged, you soon realized that you had no way of contacting Jungkook.

For some reason, his phone number wasn’t saved in your contacts. Even though Jungkook had said you had met before, apparently you hadn’t exchanged numbers. That seemed very strange to you.

When you asked Jieun about it, she just shrugged the question off. She said your situation was a bit complicated, but that she’d have to leave it up to you and Jungkook. But Jieun did say that she would mention it to him when she saw him at school next.

Sighing, you reached for your phone beside you. It was still early in the morning. Time had lost all meaning to you, since you spent every moment of the day trapped in your apartment. A bit bitterly, you watched your friends’ Snapchat stories and longed to return to normal daily life.

Suddenly, your phone began buzzing. You dropped it in surprise, and it landed on your nose. The impact stung, and you cursed, reaching clumsily for the phone. You saw an unflattering picture of Jieun illuminate the screen. Eventually, you were able to answer.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, rubbing your hand against your sore nose.

“Y/N, I’m so fucking stupid!” Jieun practically screamed. Wincing, you held your phone away from your ear. “I know you shouldn’t be moving around, but I need you to come to the university right now. I’m working on a group project that’s due in two hours and a bunch of our files got corrupted. I have some stuff backed up on my laptop, which I left at home like an idiot!”

“Don’t worry, I can bring it to you,” you reassured quickly. “I won’t fall into traffic on the way there. It’s like a ten minute walk, so don’t worry.”

“Just don’t strain yourself, okay?” Jieun ordered, the panic still evident in her voice. “Don’t go to quickly and look both ways!”

“Hey, only I can make fun of myself,” you quipped, pulling yourself out from underneath the covers. “I’ll be over soon, I just need to get dressed.”

“Okay, see you soon. Thank you so much, Y/N,” Jieun said, and the both of you said your goodbyes before you disconnected the call.

You glanced down at your pyjama bottoms and at the thick cast over your right leg. Changing pants would be a battle for another day. Unsteadily, you stood up and balanced your weight on your unbroken leg. You reached for the crutches leaning against the wall beside you and tucked them underneath your arms.

As quickly as you could (which was not very quick), you had thrown on a clean shirt and a jacket. Your hair was a mess, so you shoved on a beanie to disguise the tangled frizz. With Jieun’s securely laptop in your backpack, you began the trek to school. Suddenly, the journey seemed incredibly long.

When you finally arrived on campus, you were panting lightly and sweating. You made your way into the music building, relatively unfamiliar with its layout. You detached yourself from one of your crutches and reached into your pocket for your phone. Quickly you sent Jieun a text letting you know you were here.

There were a few benches in the foyer, so once you hobbled over to them, you set your bag down lightly and placed your crutches against the benches. Flopping down, you discreetly tried to massage your sore armpits.

But you were glad to finally be out of the apartment. The fresh air made you feel infinitely better.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice called. Your head whipped around in the direction of the voice. Jungkook a few meters away from you, looking as dark and intimidating as ever. His wide-eyed expression kind of ruined the image though. “What are you doing here?”

“Jieun forgot her laptop at home,” you replied, pointing to the backpack at your feet, as Jungkook made his way toward you.

“Shouldn’t you be at home?” he questioned, stopping when he was standing in front of you. You craned your neck to at him properly. “Is it okay for you to be walking around so soon?”

“Please, don’t get started on that,” you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut. “My parents and Jieun are unbearable. I’ve been lying in bed doing nothing all week.”

“You know, that honestly sounds like heaven,” Jungkook joked. “I’m so swamped right now. I haven’t slept in days.”

You inspected Jungkook more closely. His eyes were ringed by purplish dark circles, but they were hardly noticeable. How unfair–he always looked good.

“Hey, why haven’t you talked to me all week?” you asked suddenly, narrowing your eyes at Jungkook suspiciously.

“I was meaning to call or text or something, but I don’t have your number,” Jungkook answered sheepishly, scratching the nape of his neck awkwardly. “Didn’t know how to ask for it, since you haven’t been around campus lately.”

“Why’s that, though?” you continued, glancing down at your feet. “I mean–you said we met before. Why didn’t we keep in contact?”

“W-well, we did meet, but it wasn’t a proper conversation,” Jungkook explained stutteringly. “It wasn’t under the most normal circumstances, but–”

“Y/N!” Jieun’s loud voice suddenly interrupted. She burst into the foyer, looking absolutely frazzled. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were bloodshot, and you were pretty sure there were coffee stains on her shirt. “Thank god!”

Your friend ran over to you and practically dove for your backpack. She grabbed her laptop and hugged it tightly against her chest.

“Thank you so much. I’m so sorry I made you come all the way here,” Jieun cried, sounding frantic still. “Are you okay? Sore anywhere? Go home right away, okay? You need to rest. And please don’t tell your parents!”

“Oh my god, I’m fine Jieun,” you whined. “I think I can handle walking for, like, two minutes.”

“I just don’t want anything to happen!” Jieun insisted, stomping her foot childishly. “We’re speeding up the recovery process by being extra careful!”

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever. Go work on your project and try not to fail.”

“I will,” Jieun replied. “I’ll bring dinner on my way home.” She turned, only spotting Jungkook for the first time. Her eyes narrowed and she frowned slightly. “Jungkook.”

“Jieun,” he replied, just as shortly.

You looked between the two of them, wondering why there was so much tension. It looked like they were having a silent conversation, and you hated not knowing what was going on. You had the suspicion they were hiding something from you–but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure out what, exactly.

Eventually, Jieun just nodded and strode away, leaving Jungkook with a tight expression. Visibly, you could see Jungkook try to shake away the tension, his jaw unclenching. When he turned back to you, his features were schooled.

“Give me your phone,” Jungkook said, reaching out his hand and smiling softly. “I’ll add my number.”

- Girl in Luv

Okay, so this one was a bit filler-y. Originally I had planned to make this one angsty too, but I figured you guys could use the respite. Also, it would have been like 4k words and it’s like 2:30AM and this girl needs to sleep. Anyway, stay tuned!! Thanks as always for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed. Your replies and reblogs/tags are so cute I read them all 💛💛💛💛

Mr. Holland will see you now..

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Reader has an interview at Holland Industries

Request by : @grownmanjisoo

Warnings: Swearing cause I swear a lot, you should know this by know haha

Word Count:2,300

A/N: I’m starting this series earlier than I thought cause I couldn’t wait honestly lmao

[Reader’s POV]

   The sound of the alarm stung your ears as it woke you up from your slumber. Your eyes struggling to open as you slammed your hand down on the alarm clock. A few seconds go by and your phone starts buzzing and ringing loudly. Frustratedly you slap stretch to grab your phone.

   Unluckily your body falls off the bed slamming onto the floor. Letting out a defeated sigh you wobble back up grabbing onto your bed for support. You saw your reflection in your closet mirror doors. Hair sticking up like Anna from Frozen. Cringing at the sight you head towards the bathroom.

   Flicking the light on your own reflection scares the fuck out of you. Turning the knob water starts to pour out. Cupping your hands and letting the water gather it you splash it in your face. You sure as hell don’t look like those fake commercials. Water got on the counter and you somewhat look like a wet dog now.

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Why I Don’t Highlight

“What”, you say, clutching your  Zebra Mildliners to your chest, “she doesn’t highlight? But… How does she study?”

I’m coming clean: Yes, the rumors are true. I don’t usually highlight. 

I am not opposed to highlighting - I think it can be very beneficial when used correctly. 

(The TL;DR of this post comes down to: Do what’s right for you. If fifteen different shades of highlighter help you retain information, that’s great. But don’t let studyblr pressure you into thinking that highlighting will always help you. Conversely, if your system is working for you, don’t let me pressure you into thinking that you shouldn’t be highlighting, either! But maybe stop for a minute and reevaluate whether you should actually be highlighting. I was a serial highlighter until I realized that sometimes it’s literally just a waste of money.)

My personal reasons for not always highlighting are the following:

  • When first going through a textbook, you literally have no idea if what you’re reading is a main point or not. If you’re a repeat reader, like I am (meaning you like to go through your textbook multiple times), you’ll likely still have no idea on the second and I’d argue even on the third run through. In many fields, you probably won’t know what’s truly relevant until you first start actively applying your knowledge in a job. By the time you’re knowledgeable enough to take the exam with a passing grade, you’re probably ready to highlight. Which is usually where I stop because I hardly aim for an A in university (not very studyblr of me but I’m trying to graduate here) and they also design exams to fail a lot of us.
  • Most of my textbooks are already structured so well that they hardly need more highlights. The most important things are already bolded, they use clear diagrams, a consistent system of what formatting is used for examples, key terms, etc. 
  • My textbooks are also already the most condensed version of the material you are going to get. If they left anything out the information would be incomplete or inaccurate. I need to know everything that’s in there. There are not key points to identify - everything is going to be important if the topic is tested. If it’s not important, the textbook usually won’t elaborate on it but rather simply refer to the corresponding § in the law code, or often, quite literally, say that “it’s complicated” or “subject of discussion in academic circles”.
  • Color coding doesn’t exactly help me. Or if it does, the effect is miniscule. Too often I have let myself be lured into thinking that I know what it says on the page when in reality I simply recognize the layout and the colors (something Marty Lobdell also mentions in his infamous lecture). I can’t do anything about layout, but I can avoid thinking “ah yes, I have definitely seen that bright yellow highlight in that place before” and instead focus on the material as much as possible.
  • This is a more economical reason, but oftentimes I have to buy my books new, and when I do, I want to resell them for as much money as possible. Books that look as untouched as possible sell for more money.
  • I go to and take notes in class, and thus will know what the professor elaborates on. I don’t need to highlight that in my textbook, where it’s permanent - I can simply refer to my notes. Most of the time I will also make note of when the professor hints at a topic being a frequent exam question.

In what cases do I highlight, after all?

  • In my law codes. I have a color coding system, which will usually change depending on subject, but in civil law for example, I have separate colors for contract law, family law, property law, etc which make it easy to distinguish, and also trigger my brain to think of property law even if the location of the particular law is in a place seemingly unrelated to property law.
  • PDFs. The great thing about PDFs is that you can annotate them and highlight the fuck out of them and it’s not permanent. Which means if halfway through your class you decide that your color coding system was crap (been there, done that) you can change it with little effort or remove highlights that you decide are no longer essential.
  • Cases. Long cases, especially for civil law, are designed to be confusing as fuck, so highlighting things where your brain immediately goes !!!!! is wise. But I also always did a brain dump for those where I put down my initial thoughts and reflexes before getting started on a structured solution. If anybody is interested, I can make a separate post on how I approach solving cases.
  • Digital notes of any kind. In my digital notes, I make any additions to the case solutions I prepared at home distinguishable, and highlight what the professor elaborated on or emphasized especially.

princebishi  asked:

I dunno, it's 2:30am here and maybe this is a bad idea but I can't sleep so hell I'll send a message. Hi Wil Wheaton, what's a depressed guy to do when he needs to apply to jobs but is scared that he can't handle the rejections that will happen, or the inevitable chipping away of his self esteem, that is only made worse by being trans and not passing very well. (I know you can't help with that last part, but again, it's 2:30am, and my brain is not working very well.)

I can’t help you with that last part, but I want you to know that I see you and I love you for who you are. My friend, Robyn, is the co-founder of mytranshealth, and maybe that’s a good starting point to connect with a support network? I’m so sorry if it’s massively inappropriate for me to suggest that. 

But the first part? Maybe I can help a little bit? Being rejected sucks, and it hurts. In my life and work (I’ve tried and not always succeeded to separate the two) I’ve worked very hard to remind myself that it’s never personal when I don’t get a job. It sure feels like it, though, and getting up to try again after I’ve been rejected is always hard.

In The Nerdist Way, Hardwick tells us that our brains try to protect us, and they try to stop us from taking chances because if we don’t take the chance, we can’t be disappointed or hurt. Our brains are trying to do us a kindness, but they actually aren’t helping, so we have to make the deliberate choice to tell our brains to back off and take care of other stuff.

That is so much easier said than done, but the only way we can get used to it is by practicing it.

Also, 2:30 in the morning is one of those parts of the day when everything feels much worse or much better than it actually is. I’ve reblogged a thing here a few times that reminds us to go for a walk, to get into a change of clothes, to eat a good meal, to do things that we maybe aren’t doing, because doing those things breaks the cycle of depression. You can’t do that at 2:30 in the morning, really, but if you feel like you’re not going to go to sleep anyway, maybe take a nice hot shower? Make a cup of tea and sit down with a book you like, or an episode of a show that you like? I’ve been listening to audiobooks on Spotify when I need my brain to fuck off and let me sleep. I’ve heard the first chapter of The Metamorphosis for like five days in a row, and that guy’s voice is great at soothing me to sleep. The recordings come from LibreVox, so maybe you can find something there?

I feel like I’m not being as helpful as I’d like to be. I want to reveal a great secret that makes it all so much easier, but the truth is that everything worth doing is hard, and You from the Future will be so grateful to You From Now because You From Now faced the fear and accepted the challenge of risking the rejection so you could find employment for Future You.

I really hope some of this helps. Maybe someone else on Tumblr has better words of comfort or wisdom to share? I’d love it if you’d check in with me, and let me know how you’re doing, whenever you’re ready.

Adulting Life Hacks (Short List)
  • Buy an air mattress 12+ inches off the ground and a memory foam bed topper or two. It’ll cost hundreds less than a mattress and you’ll sleep just as good if not better. 
  • Wash your sheets once a week if you can. Yes, you will notice a difference. 
  • Never study/read/scroll through tumblr on your bed. Your brain associates activities with places. Associate your bed with sleeping. 
  • Grocery outlets are not below you. You can get the same produce at a steep discount, allowing those on a college sized budget to eat better. 
  • Invest in quality products (laptops, school supplies, clothes, ect) but don’t be outlandish. A laptop that will last you through a doctoral degree is one thing and a $200 pair of jeans is another. 
  • Never go to sleep with makeup on if you can help it. 
  • Cleanse, exfoliate, tone, THEN moisturize. 
  • Tea tree oil shampoos twice a week will heavily combat dandruff and scalp flakes. 
  • Invest in a pair of good sneakers and hiking shoes. Look for pairs at thrift stores and outlets. (I got a pair of leather Timberland boots for $20). 
  • Always carry an umbrella, a lip balm or chapstick, change, and a snack. 
  • Therapy does not mean you are weak or need help. Sometimes talking things out can let your brain focus on more important things. 

Stay positive my darlings. 

Save Yourself (Steve One-shot)

Characters: reader, Steve (Natasha, Bucky, and Sam mentioned)

Summary: After a disastrous mission and harsh romantic rejection, you find yourself in a downward spiral of destructive behavior until Steve steps in and shows you you’re worth saving.

Warnings: All the angst. Little bit of fluff. Mentions of death, sex, destructive behavior, suicide and self harm (mild), alcohol abuse. 

Word Count: 2.4k (another failed drabble, ya’ll. I’m a wordy birdy)

Song Inspiration: Save Yourself by Kaleo

Y/N: Late night angst strikes again! I thought about this song and story all day at work. I’m still working on my multiple series, but needed a little change of pace. I’ve also been missing Steve lately. I was reminded of Chris Evans’ advice about his noisy brain so I included that. This got a lot darker than I anticipated. I have no idea how it’ll be received, so let me know your thoughts. I adore you all!! <3

p.s. Happy Birthday, Chris Evans!!! :) 

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Wincing at the unusually loud noise, you exited the elevator and tiptoed barefoot down the hallway toward your room. Rounding the corner, you placed a hand to the side of your head, hoping the incessant pounding would subside soon. You snuck forward quietly, high heels dangled from your other hand with a clutch purse wedged under your arm. At least you remembered to grab your purse this time.

“Have a nice time last night?”

You cringed. Only ten feet away from your room, you heard the one voice you hoped not the hear coming from the one man you were avoiding. Straightening up from your sneaking position, you slowly turned toward the voice.

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underused fcs y’all are still ignoring in 2017

it’s the year 2017 and y’all still use the same old fcs so show the fcs below some love and idk.. start making resources for them/use them instead of the same 10 everyone uses

*before anyone wants to send hate, i ain’t hating on any fc. i’m just letting people know that alts and other fcs are available and if you do wanna send hate, i’ll block your ass faster than the speed of light so think about it.*

  • elliot fletcher - i know trans people are barely used in the first place but he’s got so many resources? what’s the excuse? oh that’s right there are none.
  • dylan sprayberry - he’s 19 now and teen wolf 6b was shot when he was 18 so start whipping out the icons, gif icons and gif packs out now. i’ve started but… i’m so busy #rip
  • hailee steinfeld - scream favouritism all you want at me but she’s not used much despite her numerous resources????? she’s gorgeous, fits the 18-25 age bracket the rpc loves, can act and sing (genuinely)
  • chis pine - he’s being appreciated more but he’s still the most underappreciated chris. he’s got plenty of resources and quite honestly he’s probably the best chris ever. so let’s all appreciate and use him more
  • paris berelc - she’s being ignored in 2017???? sad. she’s gonna be the star of a netflix show coming out in 2018 so rpc i expect gif icons upon gif icons and packs upon packs when it releases. and in the mean time, a quick look in her gif icons and gif hunt tag will tell you she has plenty of resources
  • any k-pop/c-pop/j-pop fc that isn’t bts, blackpink etc - there are directories dedicated to them and a lot of helpers/gif packs as well… so what’s y’all excuses here?
  • scott eastwood - … … … i don’t understand why he’s underused… he’s white, good looking, cis male and has plenty of resources. he’s pretty much rpc clickbait???????????? and before y’all cry “but aGE1!!!!!111!!!11″ yes that’s true but rpc fave matt daddario is a year and a half younger than him. don’t believe me? look it up.
  • kelli berglund - she’s so pretty. and i’ve made 1,025 gifs of her. no that’s not an exaggeration and that’s not counting others in her tag. so once again, start using her.
  • luca hostelle - she’s a beautiful redhead with a decent amount of resources who should be appreciated as much as kat and madelaine. and if you’re tired of the token redheads then luca is a brilliant option
  • olivia holt - my wife and actual queen lenora aka @oliviaholtz has made so, so many gifs of olivia holt and yet… y’all are fixated on using nicola peltz, gigi hadid and dove cameron as your blonde fcs????? sad. anywho, she’s gonna be in cloak and dagger so….. you know the drill
  • vajen van den bosch - not only has lenora spent hours upon hours giffing olivia, she and alexis over on @alexcsofrp having spent hours upon hours iconning, gif iconning and gif making stuff for her. so like………… 
  • the descendants cast minus dove - y’all ate up dove so quickly but the rest of the cast??? like i see sofia used sure but the others. zilch. and china anne mcclain is gonna be black lightning and the others have plenty of gif packs you can use.
  • mateus ward - peel your eyes away from co/le sp/ro/use and look at him. he’s got a few independent movie projects coming out so like if his disney gifs aren’t doing it for you then look somewhere else. look his filmography up and see what you can download and start making resources
  • keke palmer - rpc, zendaya isn’t your only black fc option. keke (and china) are beautiful alternatives that should be used more often. she was huge when scream queens came out but now… zilch.
  • alberto rosende - somehow him and harry aren’t used in rps??? which is shock considering the popularity of their shadowhunters’ cast mates???? that should change asap honestly
  • harry shum jr - another fc y’all are sleeping on!!!! everyone calls m/al/ec amazing and all that (which they are) but when it comes to playing him *crickets chirp* 
  • cody christian - any native needs to be played more but he’s someone i can think off right now. he’s really good looking and he’s been in a whole bunch of things too and is a cinnamon roll

there’s probably more but this is all my tired brain can think off right now. 


all  jokes  aside,  i  apologize  for  the  minimalistic  header,  but  this  was  overdue  and  with  college  starting  soon,  i wanted  to  get  this  out  when  i  could !  tbh  i  wasn’t  expecting  to  reach  600 +  before  wednesday,  so  for  me  this  is  HUGE  and  i  can’t  thank  you  enough.  i’ll  spare  you  the  sap,  just  know  that  i  love  and  appreciate  each  and  every  one  of  you  who’ve  stuck  with  me  through  this  hell  of  a  summer,  and  all  who  are  going  to  be  joining  me  as  i  continue  this  wild  journey  with  this  demiguy  demigod  that  means  so  much  to  me.  now,  onto  the  actual good  stuff !



@moanaialiki   /   @furaised  : HEY  GRANDMA !  you already  know  this,  but  i  love  you   more  than  life  itself,  and  i’m  so  blessed  to  have  your  lovely  memey  self  be  a  major  part  of  my  life.  thank  you  so  much  for  being  here  fam,  for  crying  about  mo.ana  and  ma.ui’s  relations  on  the  daily,  dragging  me  into  des.end.ants,  making  ray  with  my  eve,  and  just  being  a  wonderful  and  supportive  friend  which  i  try  my  hardest  to  give  back,  since  you’re  that  important  to  me.  i  shan’t  overkill  you  with  my  cheesiness  this  time  around,  but  i  just  want  you  to  know  how  much  you  mean  to  me  and  how  a  day  doesn’t  go  by  that  i’m  thankful  you’re  in  my  life

@absoluteneed    &    your  blogs : MAN  IT’S  WILD  HOW  MUCH  WE’VE  GONE  THROUGH??  i’m  so  happy  that  we  met  however  many  years  back,  and  have  kept  contact  all  these  years  since.  seeing  you  on  here  and  our  friendly  conversations  we  have  always  bring  a  smile  to  my  face,  and  your  presence  as  a  voice  against  the  terrible  people  in  the  rpc  helps  to  restore  my  faith  in  humanity.  love  ya  now  and  always !

@captain-uma   /   @motherofvoyagers : JAS !!!  you’ve  grown  to  be  such  a  close  friend  through  this  blog  (  even  if  i  am  an  enabler,  i  know  you  still love  meeee.  )  our  love  for  all  our  characters  and  the  relationships  we’ve  formed  with  them  mean  so  much  to  me  (  plus,  you  encourage  my  ma.ui  enthusiasm,  so  that’s  always  a  plus !  )  i  love  you  lots

@lookedpathetic    &    your  blogs : ANNA - BELLE  YO !  i  love  you  so  much  and  all  your  lovely  blogs  and  characters : it’s  all  literal  perfection.  between  sharing  hcs  about  characters  interacting  w  ma.ui  up  to  spamming  each  other  w  memes,  it’s  been  a  lovely  wild  ride  on  this  blog,  and  it  wouldn’t  have  been  the  same  without  you

@facadesmiled : ACE  ACE  ACE !!!  you  know  you’re  gonna  be  on  here  you  dork !  we’ve  been  through  it  all  honestly,  we’ve  known  each  other  for  literal  YEARS,  and  i’m  proud  to  call  you  my  best  friend  in  all  meanings  of  it.  i  love  you  so  much,  and  i  honestly  don’t  know  where  i’d  be  if  you  hadn’t  been  a  part  of  my  life.  thank  you  so  much,  i  love  ya  to  bits  and  pieces

and  a  special  mention  to  BIRDIE,  who  is  no  longer  on  tumblr  itself,  but  who  is  important  enough  to  be  added  here.   i  love  you  so  much  man,  talking  to  you  is  always  such  a  pleasure  and  i  love  what  we’ve  created  with  him  and  venia,  bc  they  truly  bring  me  so  much  joy  and  happiness.  you  deserve  only  the  best,  and  i’m  glad  we  started  talking  bc  you’ve  majorly  impacted  my  life.  thank  you  and  i  love  you !


@gentlerule   /   @seraphsang   /   @walkingnova    /   @britishspy   /   @scrveuse   /   @lionwept   /   @rottcore   /   @voodootaught   /   @gllaukos   /   @scavengered   /   @zehsvara    /    @notkiing  /   @menacewest    /    @regihelion   /   @solarborne   /   @maedrvar   /   @loptdyr   /   @seetheirsoul   /   @songslight    /   @butscrewmefirst   /   @longlocked    /   @pinkxnunchucks   /    @sleuthis   /   @bopnty   /   @agelessbecst   /   @cheekypuzzle   /   @scaramouchc   /   @lebossu   /   @findthebxrd   /   @c137th   /   @daayaan   /   @fondfell   /   @hopestolen   /   @maritamed   /   @yourhotaunt   /   @vcrde   /   @tigerial   /   @terrahelion    /   @nirvaasit   /   @vaempir    /   @galcticmartyr   /    @vcrde    /   @greaselungs   /   @falsequerade    /   @captivusborn   /   @gothamcartel   /   @liesold   /   @flychild   /   @murroyilodel   /   @drexm-eater   /   @tenderborn   /   @empowcred   /   @sunflowerhearted    /   @aduain    /   @saevio   /   @anyhppy   /    @mythsworn   /   @smaugiiisms   /   @uhaneole   /   @xghxuls   /   @kaledvoul   /   @doomfreed   /   @alriightcuba   /   @bengalisms   /   @godkilller   /   @501di3r76   /    @dear-indies    &    everyone  else  who  has  made  getting  to  this  milestone  possible.  these  were  off  the  top  of  my  head,  so  i  know  i  missed  some.  just  know  that  even  if  you’re  not  on  this  list,  i  appreciate  you  being  here  and  i  love  you  all  immensely !!

alexiea1  asked:

Some alien gives pinning keith a love potion to give to lance. Keith then (while thinking about giving it to lance) accidentally spills it on lance making him fall in love with keith. Keith loves it but at the same time hates it cause he knows it's not true love.

Ahhhhhh poor baby 

“What is this?” Keith rubbed his thumb across the label, the dust falling to the floor. He was in a slightly cramped room, bookshelves creating narrow pathways as the light attempted to filter into the dusty room. 

A pair of eyes dug into Keith, their green eyes clashing with their bright orange skin. The stood about four feet tall and had beaks for mouths, topped off with antennas. Their voices sounded slightly robotic and usually ended on a high note. “Oh! That is called grimsbane, it’s a potion that makes feelings more intense.” They wiggled their eyes slightly at the Red Paladin, obviously not understanding the wiggles. 

“Um more intense? What feelings?” Keith twirled the bottle in his hands, watching how the liquid moved around. It moved just like an other liquid but it sparkled slightly.

The alien stared at Keith then smiled. “Well they take the feelings you have for the person you give out to and enhances them. For example if you dislike the person, their feelings for you would turn negative towards you.” 

Keith blinked a few times, why would anyone want that? “Um sounds fun I guess.” 

“You know the feelings can go both ways, so if you like someone they would like you.” The alien winked at Keith and pulled a few boxes off the shelf, returning to their job of restacking or whatever. “But be warned, the effects are usually permanent.” 

Keith shrugged his shoulders, he moved his arm to put the potion back on the shelf but stopped before he placed the bottle down. Lance. If I use this Lance would like me back. Keith brought the potion back down. He had been pining over Lance since the first day he laid eyes on him. He had started to forget about the tanner skinned boy when he was removed from the Garrison but being shot into space with said boy had made the feelings resurface and Keith wasn’t handling it well. 

He kept his mind occupied by training and learning new things but every time he saw Lance or heard him talk his heart would jump slightly. He knew that Lance didn’t feel the same about him, he knew Lance only saw him as a rival and that hurt Keith more than anything. This could be my only chance. Should I do it? He gripped the bottle tighter and turned towards the alien, “how much?” 


So that’s how Keith found himself standing outside Lance’s bed room and hour or so after everyone had turned in for the night. He held the bottle close to his chest and he stared down at the unfamiliar label. Should I even do this? The feeling wouldn’t be real, it would just be forced upon him, he wouldn’t really like me. Keith raised his hand to knock, biting his lip. What would Shiro say? He wouldn’t approve, I need to leave, this is so stupid. Keith lowered his fist and turned away from the door. 

Keith was halfway down the hallway when Lance’s door opened, revealing a sleep deprived boy in a blue robe and a green face mask on. “Keith? You good?”

Keith stopped in his tracks, how did he wake him? “No I’m fine, sorry if I woke you.” He didn’t even spare a glance at the tanner boy, keeping his eyes on the floor. 

“You didn’t wake me, I grew up with siblings I can tell when someone is standing outside my door. So what’s the reason, nightmares?” He scratched his head, slightly hoping Keith would turn around and looked at him. 

Keith shook his head, he wished his problem was a nightmare or two. “No I’m fine, I just needed to think and I was going to ask you for advice but decided against it. Sorry.” Keith started to walk away, I just need to pour this potion down the drain and go to bed. 

Lance sighed and started to walk towards the raven haired boy using his long stride to catch up to Keith quickly, “Keith wait.” He reached out and spun the boy around, slamming into Keith in the process, getting slightly wet by something. “Oh what the hell?!” 

Keith’s eyes were the size of the moon, shit shit shit shit shit, no no no this isn’t good. The bottle top had fell off during the spin and the liquid spilled all over Lance. 

Lance shook his head a few times, stepping back, using his hands to wipe his robe down. He didn’t say anything for a few ticks and Keith could hear his heartbeat in his ears. After a few moments Lance looked up at Keith and smiled, “hey pretty boy.” 


Keith woke up to arms wrapped around him, a nose rubbing into the back of his neck. Where am I? Memories flooded Keith’s mind from the night before. Lance flirting with him, hugging him and trying to kiss him as Keith attempted to convince him to fall asleep. He had finally compromised with Lance, letting the slightly taller boy spoon him and sleep by him. Oh that’s right. The potion. Keith turned himself around so he could face the boy, prying the hands away from his waist. “Lance. Wake up.” 

Lance slowly opened his eyes, muttering something under his breath before burying his face in Keith’s neck. “Come on, like 5 more minutes.” 

Keith smiled slightly and pulled Lance’s head up from his neck, he’s so cute but this isn’t really Lance. His face fell into a slight frown and Lance mimicked his face. 

“Why are you frowning?” He began to run his hands through the dark locks of Keith’s hair and he leaned into the touch. 

“This isn’t real.” Keith’s voice sounded foreign to him, it sounded empty. 

Lance gave the other boy a confused look before bringing him into a tight hug. “What are you talking about? I like you.” 

Keith felt tears start to burn behind his eyes, this isn’t real, this isn’t right. He doesn’t actually like me. Keith inhaled, letting Lance’s smell filled his senses. He smelt like the ocean, slightly salty but warm, like a breeze. It reminded Keith fo the few time he would go to a beach when he was younger. “Whatever you say Lance,” I know you don’t, these aren’t your real feelings. 

Lance hummed slightly, rubbing his hands up and down Keith’s back, Keith fighting back the shivers that threatened to consume him. They continued to lay there and cuddle for a few more hours, Lance eventually drifting back off to sleep after mumbling I love you in Keith’s hair. 

Keith tried to enjoy himself, he really did, this is what he wanted. This is what he has been craving for years but now that he has it he doesn’t want it anymore. This isn’t real, he doesn’t like me. If it was genuine Keith would be more than willing to cuddle Lance and kiss his tan skin but it wasn’t. Lance probably doesn’t even know what he is doing, how can I fix this? Keith let his mind wander to where the problem started, letting the aliens words repeat in his head.  

Well they take the feelings you have for the person you give out to and enhances them., For example if you dislike the person, their feelings for you would turn negative towards you along with but be warned, the effects are usually permanent. Keith’s eyes widened and he felt bile move up his throat. If I’m going to fix Lance, I’m going to have to hate him. Keith felt dizzy and the longer he laid in Lance’s arms the more his brain attempted to convince him not to change what happened. I need to hate him or else he’ll be in love with me when he doesn’t want to be. 

Keith slumped closer to Lance, he could enjoy this for a bit longer right? 

My poor sons

I hope you like it!

Thank you! 

Sorry it took so long!

Caged (7)

Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 1084
A/N: Have a good weekend my precious humans. Part 8 is already half way written by the way. I have Bronchitis so got some time to write.

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six

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Used to This - Part III

Overview: You’ve lived with the Winchesters for years as a fellow hunter, and everyone has always stayed well in the friend zone. What happens when nightmares come haunting and Dean offers to help? Will things change, or is it all in your head?

Characters: Dean, Reader, some Sassy!Sam

Word Count: 1,805

Warnings: Snuggles, hunting violence, mild language, a cliffhanger

A/N: I’m feeling 5 parts for this one, loves. I hope you guys like Part 3! 

Beta’d by: @wheresthekillswitch - “Keep it up and I’ll smack you with my wet noodle arm, spoiler alert, it’s al dente.”

Also beta’d by: @hannahindie - “Ohhhhhhhhh man. I need more. MORE I TELL YOU.”

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The sound of whispering Winchesters tickled my ears and dragged my brain to a half awake state.

“Dude, what the hell?”


“Y/N is in your bed.”

“Thanks for the info, Sam, I hadn’t noticed.”


“Look man, she was cold. That’s it. We’re both fully clothed under here.”

A sigh from Sam, then, “Was it really necessary for her to lay on top of you?”

“It’s a small bed.”

“Right, I’m sure that’s why you two are practically fused together.”

“Way to make it weird, Sam,” I mumbled, finally bringing myself to join the conversation.

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Haha no for real tho where is the 100k shance zombie apocalypse au fic where Shiro and Lance low key knew each other before and Lance was hella looking up to + crushing on him, then when they meet again Shiro has a tight group of tough survivors, he’s missing a hand and that spark his eyes used to have.

They’ve all seen some shit, but Shiro… he can’t even recognize him anymore. It’s the same voice, vaguely the same face, but the man? Gone.

All of Lance’s attempts at bringing back the lively, smiling Shiro he used to know and adore fail. There’s only the stone faced leader the plague has made him. And sure, he can still be compassionate, but there’s no warmth behind it. Only duty.

Lance almost gives up when it happens. One night, after a successful raid, they all drink as a celebration. Lance laughs, sings, plays the guitar they found a few weeks back. He glances at Shiro almost as much as Shiro glances at him, only because they’re both stupid clueless dumbasses who don’t believe they deserve the other, neither of them notices.

Only Lance does see something. A smile. The first genuine one he’s seen since they found him. It’s small, almost hidden by the dark, but Lance catches it. And it takes his breath away. His fingers fumble on the strings and he actually stops playing because he gets so flustered. Everyone laugh, and by the time he catches Shiro’s face again, the smile is gone. But now he has hope.

From then on, it’s just a waiting game. Lance will bring him flowers, use ridiculous pick up lines to make him laugh, sing and play the guitar whenever he just can… and it works. Shiro is recognizable again. A changed man, but not a completely different one. He smiles more, even cracks a joke every now and then. Slowly, warmth seeps back into him. His lips are definitely warm when he kisses Lance by the fire one late night, after everyone already went to sleep.

So….. where is it? What do you mean it doesn’t exist???? I need it :’(