➸ prompt:I accidentally grabbed your sketchbook in art class, and it’s filled with amazing doodles… wait is that supposed to be you and me… and are we…???
➸ pairing: taehyung x reader
➸ requested by anon | 1.3k words | fluff
Students at art school are weird.
Not a bad kind of weird, just a wearing-designer-clothes-only-to-get-paint-splashed-on-them,
kind of weird. Maybe weird is the wrong word. Quirky. Charismatic. Artistic.
By far the weirdest (or should
you say most artistic) student is Kim Taehyung. He’s the type to wear glasses just for aesthetic. He’s the type to daze
off into space during lessons, staring open mouthed at the ceiling. He’s the
type to brainstorm unique ideas that would never come together in other people’s
heads. And he’s your type.
Which is why you get so excited
when you find out he’s your partner for the group art project.
The kettle boiled as I sat taking in the fact that it
was two men in front of me.
Harry was upstairs unpacking a few things, and I was left alone with them,
trying to make a good impression but it had just completely thrown me.
So my first active online fandom years and years ago was Lord of the Rings, and I was pretty deeply involved in the Frodo/Sam corner of the fandom. I did a little bit of writing but was mostly known for my art (most of which was fairly NSFW, but I digress).
So fast forward ten years, to just a few days ago, when someone messages me on a Flightrising of all places to compliment my dragons, and asks as an afterthought if I was, perhaps maybe, that one Frodo/Sam artist from Livejournal days (I switched pseuds before leaving the fandom completely and it’s my name to this day on most social media sites).
Cue a total amazing blast-from-the-past chat where I am meeting someone who is now entering for the first time a fandom I left years ago, who is just as excited about my content as people were when it was new, and who is excited to talk to me while I reminisce about people she’s only seen in years-old livejournal posts and archive of our own stories that were published ages ago.
Cut to the chase, I was able to send her a file with over 50 of my old art pieces ( @thuriweaver saved all of them, bless her), many of which this new person hadn’t seen because they were hosted on Photobucket and had long since been taken down–AND she’s commissioned me for two new pieces, which I have accepted for sheer delight of nostalgia (and to discover for myself how much I have improved in the intervening 10 years since I’ve drawn Frodo/Sam art).
This because she reached out to me to tell me she enjoyed my art, even though I’d created it ages ago.
I say this not to brag, but to remind people that content creators will almost always retain some attachment to their content, even if it’s been a long time since they created it, and it’s basically never too late to tell someone you appreciate their work.
Singing a different tune - In early June 2014, Doctor Who was simultaneously filming two different series 8 episodes at two different locations. Both Flatline and Mummy on the Orient Express required Peter and Jenna to film their parts separately. So, while on Flatline’s set, Jenna evidently sent Peter a “video” of herself looking sad and singing “All By Myself” and saying that she missed him. It’s too bad that a copy of that alleged video hasn’t surfaced, but…
…at the 2015 Doctor Who Festival in Sydney, the moderator surprised fans at the theater by showing this “answer” video that Peter and the entire cast and crew of Mummy sent to Jenna to try to cheer her up. Their rendition of “Thank you for being a friend” may be a little shaky, but their heart was in the right place.
if i kill myself its gonna be with sleeping pills but before i do that im gonna buy a FUCK ton of big fucking bass boosters. like gigantic speaker thingies you know what i mean. and then im gonna let the german naruto opening play on repeat while im dying its gonna be so fucking lit
if you can hear your conscious telling you ‘why aren’t you praying’ 'its prayer time’ 'I could be praying right now’ trust me when i say that’s a blessing from Allāh to be able to actively recognise and reflect on your actions, it’s not too late, it depends on the little steps. stop what you’re doing, remind yourself He is watching and you will be asked about your Salah on the day of judgement. make your wudu and utter Bismillah and begin. begin now. it’s hard fighting the temptations and even harder to push yourself but find the fight, the desire within you to strive. your Salah will speak for you. start now.
A/N — I could actually cry at this request it makes me so happy, as someone without a diagnosis I found it easier to write the girl that way too, sorry for anyone who isn’t a fan of that idea. I based this off what I would want to happen, so let me know what you think!
Being scared of the world was terrifying, everything around me made me feel uncomfortable. What made it worse was that, for me, there was barely any way to make it better.
I matched every single symptom written down, created, imaginable - but I hadn’t been diagnosed, and that therefore meant that most people didn’t believe me.
‘You don’t have a diagnosis, it’s not real’ ‘you’re just shy’
It was things like that that really hit deep, hit a nerve and made it worse.
The thought of ordering food from someone, their eyes staring so hard at me, the thought of talking to someone I hadn’t met before, knowing it could go anyway - things like that stopped me from living my life.
But with Spencer, things were different.
Him being a profiler, he could tell straight away why I was shaking like a leaf after someone brushed against me on the train. He could tell immediately why I had a panic attack after ordering food on our first date.
He helped me with it all, he made me feel loved, cared for, happy again.
He calmed me down, helped me breathe. Spencer knew exactly what it was like to be scared of people including yourself, so he was like a prince when it came to saving me from the world around me.
“Are you sure you wanna do this? I want you to be comfortable.” He says, walking up to me in our shared kitchen, butterflies resting in my stomach now going crazy.
We had a reservation booked for our three year anniversary, and I had promised Spencer and myself that - this time - I would order my food myself. I didn’t want to lean on him, he had his life to live and I didn’t want to give him my problems too. I wanted to tackle my demons, make them dissipate again.
“Yes, Spence. I need to do this, I mean I might have a panic attack but it’s worth it. Don’t they always say that you need to live your life and try and tackle the anxiety?” I say, arms wrapping around his waist in an attempt to hide the image of my shaking hands.
I could feel my whole body shaking like a leaf. I couldn’t sit still, eithe my leg was bouncing or my finger was tapping. My heart felt like it was going and twelve times the speed, about to shoot out of my chest like a bullet. I was sweating like mad, feeling my cheeks take a lipstick red shade and little beads of sweat begin to build on my head.
That was just thinking about ordering.
“Well, statistically, 6.8% of the U.S. population suffers from social anxiety disorder, so there’s a few people like you out there. Meaning, you might not be alone in the restaurant, and you won’t be alone anyway because you have me. If you need to, I’ll order for you.” He smiles, his facts making me giggle.
He always had a way of using his smartness to make me smile, to make me laugh the fear away.
If I didn’t want to leave the house in the morning, then he would throw a fact about how good being outside is for me - he knew how to make sure I was ok and didn’t let it get to my head.
“That’s good to know, but I’ll be ok.” I reply, as we head out the door to face my fears.
— — — —
“Hello, my name is Martin and I will be serving you today. Could I get you any drinks to start off with?” The waiter asks politely, seeming like a really nice guy.
Even bought I knew Martin and Spencer wouldn’t laugh at me, or make me feel uncomfortable, my hands wouldn’t sit still.
My body was losing control of itself. I was sweating, shaking and breathing so heavily I felt light headed.
“I-um- can i have a-uh-a glass of wine please? Just th-uh-that one there.” I say, the words almost a whisper through the barrier of fear.
My finger points to the name as he scribbled down the words.
The drinks are ordered and arrive, and it’s me and Spencer - and I’m breathing. I’m surviving and facing my fears - I feel like superwoman.
“Hey, I’m so proud of you. You did so well.” He beams, a smile painted across his face so bright it could light up a room of shadows.
I had never met someone who had believed me before him - it was all an excuse to other people. They thought I was quiet, or shy, to them it wasn’t real. Then, when I finally trusted Spencer enough to tell him, he was just proud of me for telling him. And now, everytime I do something socially - I’ve never seen someone be so proud. And it makes my heart melt knowing that the person I wake up to everyday, is someone who believes the words that leave my mouth.
“Thanks, Spence. Do you think he thought I looked stupid? I stuttered over my words real bad.” I ask, looking into my drink and remembering the almost non-coherent words I spoke.
“No, he probably thought you looked beautiful. Listen, for someone like you that was a really hard thing to do, really hard. I’m so happy you did that, you’ve never done it before!” He grins, not being able to talk about anything else.
“Yeah I guess so. Jesus it was scary but I’m so happy I did it.” I say, smiling back with a grin just as big.
“How do you feel about trying to order the food? It’s ok if not, you’ve done amazing already.” He says, looking down at the menu, knowing the kind waiter would be back soon to take the order.
“I think I’m done for tonight, but there’s always next time. I mean I’m taking little steps. Maybe I’ll go to the doctor soon.” I reply, thinking about how much better it would be if it was confirmed.
And with Spencer by my side, I wouldn’t have to live in fear anymore.
“Well, let’s enjoy our anniversary then!” He laughs, small giggles being let out of his body.
Without Spencer - I wouldn’t be able to do that. I wouldn’t tackle my fears, I wouldn’t move on from the anxiety-riddled feelings.
But I do, I face my fears and I smash them down like a brick wall that’s in the way.
There’s a tremendous difference between alone and lonely. You could be lonely in a group of people. I like being alone. I like eating by myself. I go home at night and just watch a movie or hang out with my dog. I have to exert myself and really say, oh God, I’ve got to see my friends ‘cause I’m too content being by myself.
I am so thankful today. For my family of course. This time last year it was appetizers in my nephews’s hospital room followed by dinner at Ronald McDonald House. It’s still a constant struggle. Ronan still has so much healing in front of him. But we’ve come far in a year and today my sister and her family are hosting dinner.
But what I really wanted to say here is how thankful I am for this community. For the friendships I have made here. Many of you I have had the honor of meeting. Some not yet but I plan too. And some of you I’ve only spoken to once or twice. Maybe not at all. But I still value your support and views. This community is strong and full of so many amazing people. I am beyond grateful I found myself here almost 3 years ago.
And of course. I’m beyond thankful for Chris and Darren. Who are the reason we are here. I will remain a lifelong fan of these 2 amazing gentlemen.
In my life clearly a lot of change has happened since last thanksgiving. I hope for Darren and Chris this next year is full of positive changes.
As you know, I believe change is so close. And I really hope that this time next year. This community feels different. That we are all still here celebrating them and their accomplishments. But that they are free.
Im just watching heartbound now and you know what really freaks me out? Not only does lore look a lot like jack (with brown hair) but the dialogue he says after that glitch as well sounds a LOT like Anti "Now he's gone" "It's your fault" Makes me wonder if the creator of the game watches Jack XD
HA! Curious for that myself…. That dialogue is far too familiar from past Anti moments…
I’m wondering what will happen when/ if the full game comes out and when/ if Jack plays the full version……..
1. Do not ever try to come for me with one sentence. If you’re going to accuse me of something you’re going to need some proof. You can’t just say “””screenshots”””… my whole blog is full of screenshots, be specific with your bullshit you can’t back up, you dumb cunt lmao.
2. Why would I crop someone’s screenshots and post them as my own when I get angry when people do that to me myself (especially because I restore the images most of the time, too, and that takes a lot of time)?
3. Did it ever actually run through your thick skull that there are thousands of videos of bts and two people can end up taking the exact same screenshot and crop it differently depending on how they see fit… shocking, I know.
4. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO like imagine taking the time out of your own day to send this🧐🧐🧐 please go outside and do something with ya life
I think you're too sweet, too kind, too tolerant and I used to think that good people like you were weak, but after following for so long and reading your personal stuff, your answers to anon hate, your interactions with another people, now I know that you're fine the way you are, you're the oppositive to weak, it's so easy to be mean and get mad about everything, but you don't do that, you fight with kindness and you never get down to the level of the rude ones(1/2)
I don´t know what to say, except, thank you. :´3 You´re too kind to me <3
I prefer to fight with love than with hate, I think that´s it?? hehe
Thank you, really :´3 I still may not have a lot of self-confidence in myself, my I´m trying to work on it :3
A boy i have been talking to for about two months, we both have feelings for eachother and like eachother but he just sent me this “Screw making relationships w people I’m over it. A girl i still have a thing with, well i just found out she committed suicide” i don’t know what to make of it or what I’m supposed to say. I have multiple feelings running through myself rn.
You’re allowed to have feelings. Talk to him about them, write them down, do whatever you need to do to get them out because bottling them will only be detrimental. Be there for him if he needs it, but also remember, that you need to be present for yourself too <3
i think we can all agree that jaehee is sososo important but guess who else is.... you!! i love and care about you as much as i love jaehee!! please take care of yourself! and if you can't take it from me (which is understandable) pretend jaehee is the one saying it :))
This is so nice, thank you so much for this!!! I will try to take better care of myself, anon!
6: probably something about it being too early for this shit.
7: rn I’m wearing a hoco shirt from my university that says “turn up or transfer”
8: Idk I gave up with labeling myself a long time ago bc I realized people do that for you so it doesn’t even matter😂 I’m just me
24: salami, Colby jack cheese, lettuce, butter, mustard (yellow), pickles… all on two nice pieces of either sourdough bread or some kind of baguette
13: my worst enemy is reality bc I’m not living in a 80s movie
17: Aaron Rodgers Bc he’s a punk ass bitch
19: idk maybe a celebrity ? Like Harry Styles ? I’d just make him be my friend for a day 😂
21: I’d probs have dirty blonde hair & maybe my freckles would be more obvious? I’d like to think i’d be a charming young man, maybe I’d be in a frat 😂 but like not the annoying frat guy… the frat guy who like becomes keg king or something
31: my sophomore year of highschool my entire school made fun of me on Twitter & that sucked
32: I have no idea how I’m supposed to respond to that … like … so I guess…I’d travel to like a remote island or something so I didn’t have to talk to people 😂
33: my uncle Rigo
34: I think I was dreaming that I was in stranger things but it’s blurry af
35: I’m a pretty good (toot my horn) singer if ya ask me 😂 I used to do talent shows and other shows but college is difficult
37: duh I live in Minnesota
38: they are fuzzy white socks with red snowflakes and they kinda look like an ugly sweater. I love them
39: just music in general.
I have had a very hard upbringing, lots of abuse mentally and physically, oppression, loneliness, being depressed. But no matter what has happened to me I've always jumped on my feet again and kept going and kept such a bubbly persona and I just don't get sad and dwell on things. (In saying that yes, sometimes it's all too much and I break down) but what placements would explain this about myself ? Thankyou for your time
Submit a chart. Otherwise any astrology is going to be throwing darts at a board. Aspects to your moon or the sign it’s in is going to show how you process stimulation and situations you encounter. A fire moon or one touched by Jupiter can charge forward optimistically and not drown in the past. A water moon on the other hand will drown in the past. Air moons will think about it and Earth moons always look for the “why” and connect their place in life to the past.