i was so indecisive when i was making this



I’ve only just been able to tear myself away from these beautiful cards in order to make this post. They arrived this morning and ever since, I’ve just been handling them and taking endless photos. I swear, it’s impossible to take a bad picture of this deck! 

Some thoughts and first impressions bellow the cut! 

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How is it possible
That a single human being
Could fuck you up so much
And make you feel as if your self worth has diminished
up to the point where you don’t even have confidence
Or believe you can find someone to make you happy

I wonder if you know,
how exactly you have broken me
How I look in the mirror and think,
I am not good enough.
I stare at myself and truly believe
no one will ever love me
at least not as much as I love them,
because I give too much and that is just exhausting.

I get anxiety all the time,
at the thought of you
At the thought of ever loving someone
The way I loved you.
Of getting attached
because I fear they will all become you,
constantly disappointing me.

I don’t have confidence anymore,
I can’t even talk to someone else
because I don’t think anything I say will be good enough
But I am fucking good enough
You just made me feel that I could never be.

I’m afraid of the world because of you,
Of people like you
That act so selfishly and call it,
“Making myself better”
When in reality
You’re a shitty indecisive person
That cannot let go of the one person
Who gave you everything
And you realize a little too late,
they are all you’ve ever wanted.

But guess what,
I’ve know that for a long time.
I’ve known you were all I ever wanted,
the sad part is
You changed.

You are not the person I fell in love with.
And I’m not the person you feel in love with

I am the person you destroyed
but I will also be the person
that will find happiness,
without you.

—  basically word vomit
hamilton   /   starter sentences.

feel   free   to   change   the   pronouns   to   make   these   fit!

  • ’ this kid is insane, man! ’
  • ’ the world’s gonna know your name! ’
  • ’ what’s your name, man? ’
  • ’ there’s a million things i haven’t done. ’
  • ’ just you wait. ’
  • ’ in new york you can be a new man. ’
  • ’ you could never back down. ’
  • ’ you never learned to take your time. ’
  • ’ the world will never be the same. ’
  • ’ pardon me, are you [ name ], sir? ’
  • ’ i’m at your service, sir. ’
  • ’ i have been looking for you. ’
  • ’ i’m getting nervous. ‘
  • ‘ can i buy you a drink? ‘
  • ‘ while we’re talking, let me offer you some free advice. ‘
  • ‘ don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for. ‘
  • ‘ you can’t be serious. ‘
  • ‘ you want to get ahead? ‘
  • ‘ fools who run their mouths off wind up dead. ‘
  • ‘ what time is it? ‘
  • ‘ pour me another brew, son! ‘
  • ‘ to the revolution! ‘
  • ‘ good luck with that. ‘
  • ‘ what do you stall for? ‘
  • ‘ if you stand for nothing, [ name ], what’ll you fall for? ‘
  • ‘ who are you? ‘
  • ‘ i am not throwing away my shot. ‘
  • ‘ i’m young, scrappy, and hungry. ‘
  • ‘ with every word i drop knowledge. ‘
  • ‘ i’m a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal. ‘
  • ‘ only nineteen, but my mind is older. ‘
  • ‘ i have learned to manage. ‘
  • ‘ the plan is to fan this spark into a flame. ‘
  • ‘ don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me. ‘
  • ‘ i will lay down my life if it sets us free. ‘
  • ‘ if you talk, you’re gonna get shot! ‘
  • ‘ i think your pants look hot. ‘
  • ‘ what are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot? ‘
  • ‘ oh, am i talkin’ too loud? ‘
  • ‘ i promise that i’ll make y'all proud. ‘
  • ‘ rise up. ‘
  • ‘ i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. ‘
  • ‘ i never thought i’d live past twenty. ‘
  • ‘ this is not a moment, it’s the movement. ‘
  • ‘ we need to handle our financial situation. ‘
  • ‘ i may not live to see our glory. ‘
  • ‘ i will gladly join the fight. ‘
  • ‘ let’s have another round tonight. ‘
  • ‘ raise a glass to freedom. ‘
  • ‘ remind me what we’re looking for. ‘
  • ‘ i’m looking for a mind at work. ‘
  • ‘ there’s nothing like summer in the city. ‘
  • ‘ your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money. ‘
  • [ name ], you disgust me. ‘
  • ‘ you want a revolution? i want a revelation. ‘
  • ‘ chaos and bloodshed are not a solution. ‘
  • ‘ they’re playing a dangerous game. ‘
  • ‘ for shame, for shame! ‘
  • ‘ it’s hard to listen to you with a straight face. ‘
  • ‘ honestly, you shouldn’t even talk. ‘
  • ‘ my dog speaks more eloquently than thee. ‘
  • ‘ i’d rather be divisive than indecisive. ‘
  • ‘ you say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay. ‘
  • ‘ why so sad? ‘
  • ‘ now you’re making me mad. ‘
  • ‘ you’ll be back. ‘
  • ‘ soon you’ll see. ‘
  • ‘ you’ll remember you belong to me. ‘
  • ‘ time will tell. ‘
  • ‘ i will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love. ‘
  • ‘ don’t change the subject. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll love you till my dying days. ‘
  • ‘ when you’re gone, i’ll go mad. ‘
  • ‘ i will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love. ‘
  • ‘ any hope of success is fleeting. ‘
  • ‘ i cannot be everywhere at once. ‘
  • ‘ i’m in dire need of assistance. ‘
  • ‘ close the door on your way out. ‘
  • ‘ have i done something wrong, sir? ‘
  • ‘ dying is easy, young man. living is harder. ‘
  • ‘ why are you telling me this? ‘
  • ‘ we are a powder keg about to explode. ‘
  • ‘ i have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. ‘
  • ‘ where are you taking me? ‘
  • ‘ i’m about to change your life. ‘
  • ‘ this is not a game. ‘
  • ‘ you strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied. ‘
  • ‘ you’re like me. i’m never satisfied. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll see you on the other side of the war. ‘
  • ‘ love doesn’t discriminate. ‘
  • ‘ there are things that the homilies and hymns won’t teach ya. ‘
  • ‘ i am the one thing in life i can control. ‘
  • ‘ there’s only one way for us to win this. ‘
  • ‘ i’m sorry, is this not your speed?! ‘
  • ‘ can we agree that duels are dumb and immature? ‘
  • ‘ my name’s been through a lot, i can take it. ‘
  • ‘ i’m more than willing to die. ‘
  • ‘ look around at how lucky we are. ‘
  • ‘ how long have you known? ‘
  • ‘ you should have told me. ‘
  • ‘ i’m not sorry. ‘
  • ‘ look at where you started. ‘
  • ‘ the fact that you’re alive is a miracle. ‘
  • ‘ we don’t need a legacy. ‘
  • ‘ we don’t need money. ‘
  • ‘ no one has more resilience. ‘
  • ‘ i know that we can win. ‘
  • ‘ history has its eyes on you. ‘
  • ‘ immigrants: we get the job done. ‘
  • ‘ so what happens if we win? ‘
  • ‘ the world turned upside down. ‘
  • ‘ do you know how hard it is to lead? ‘
  • ‘ don’t come crawling back to me. ‘
  • ‘ you’re on your own. ‘
  • ‘ i’m dedicating everyday to you. ‘
  • ‘ domestic life was never quite my style. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll be around for you. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll do whatever it takes. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll make a million mistakes. ‘
  • ‘ i’ll make the world safe and sound for you. ‘
  • ‘ why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? ‘
  • ‘ why do you write like you’re running out of time? ‘
  • ‘ why do you always say what you believe? ‘
  • ‘ it’s the middle of the night. ‘
  • ‘ is this a legal matter? ‘
  • ‘ you’re making a mistake. ‘
  • ‘ don’t forget to write. ‘
  • ‘ we have to win. ‘
  • ‘ i’ve come home to this? ‘
  • ‘ headfirst, into the abyss! ‘
  • ‘ let’s get to the bottom of this. ‘
  • ‘ so what did i miss? ‘
  • ‘ you wanna pull yourself together? ‘
  • ‘ take a break. ‘
  • ‘ i am on my way. ‘
  • ‘ i’ve got so much on my plate. ‘
  • ‘ it’s good to see your face. ‘
  • ‘ screw your courage to the sticking place. ‘
  • ‘ close your eyes and dream. ‘
  • ‘ there’s trouble in the air, you can smell it. ‘
  • ‘ i hadn’t slept in a week. ‘
  • ‘ i don’t know how to say no to this. ‘
  • ‘ i am ruined. ‘
  • ‘ nobody needs to know. ‘
  • ‘ we oughta give it a try. ‘
  • ‘ talk less. smile more. ‘
  • ‘ hate the sin, love the sinner. ‘
  • ‘ i’ve always considered you a friend. ‘
  • ‘ i swear your pride will be the death of us all. ‘
  • ‘ now is the time to stand! ‘
  • ‘ we’re too fragile to start another fight. ‘
  • ‘ have you an ounce of regret? ‘
  • ‘ ev'ry action has its equal, opposite reactions. ‘
  • ‘ it must be nice
. ‘
  • ‘ i wanna give you a word of warning. ‘
  • ‘ relax, have a drink with me. ‘
  • ‘ why do you have to say goodbye? ‘
  • ‘ i don’t have to tell you anything at all. ‘
  • ‘ do you promise not to tell another soul what you saw? ‘
  • ‘ are my answers to your satisfaction? ‘
  • ‘ rumors only grow. ‘
  • ‘ i wrote my way out of hell. ‘
  • ‘ overwhelm them with honesty. ‘
  • ‘ have you read this? ‘
  • ‘ i came as soon as i heard. ‘
  • ‘ i’m not here for you. ‘
  • ‘ you could never be satisfied. ‘
  • ‘ god, i hope you’re satisfied. ‘
  • ‘ that’s one less thing to worry about. ‘
  • ‘ you ever see somebody ruin their own life? ‘
  • ‘ i saved every letter you wrote me. ‘
  • ‘ i knew you were mine. ‘
  • ‘ you said you were mine. ‘
  • ‘ i thought were mine. ‘
  • ‘ you and your words flooded my senses. ‘
  • ‘ you built me palaces out of paragraphs. ‘
  • ‘ you have ruined our lives. ‘
  • ‘ i hope that you burn. ‘
  • ‘ they don’t exactly cover this subject in boarding school. ‘
  • ‘ stay alive. ‘
  • ‘ is he breathing? is he going to survive this? ‘
  • ‘ there is suffering too terrible to name. ‘
  • ‘ i never liked the quiet before. ‘
  • ‘ that never used to happen before. ‘
  • ‘ can you imagine? ‘
  • ‘ i know i don’t deserve you, [ name ]. ‘
  • ‘ is there anything you wouldn’t do? ‘
  • ‘ i’ll be damned! ‘
  • ‘ what if this bullet is my legacy? ‘
  • ‘ legacy. what is a legacy? ‘
  • ‘ i’m the villain in your history. ‘
  • ‘ who lives, who dies, who tells your story? ‘
Ride Me Baby *Part Two* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by tmlnsn

Hiya guys, so a lot of you have been requesting a part 2 of this story and wanting to know where it goes from there, so I decided to start this as a mini series, but ill let you guys give me the feedback first before I continue on. This is going to be a very explicit series so you have been warned. But without further of due, lets get into it! I hope you guys enjoy it, -K

Word Count: 2,978

Harry’s POV
Its coming up to mine and Y/N’s 3 year anniversary, and I have decided to surprise her with a holiday away to Bora Bora for a week or so, I’m so excited to tell her what I have planned. She has always wanted to go there and with me making Dunkirk and writing my solo album we didn’t have time to do anything for our anniversary last year. So to make up for last year I think this will be perfect!
I was sitting in our newly furnished kitchen at the island trying to figure out what I wanna order us for dinner. Y/N Is so indecisive when it comes to anything let alone food so its so hard to know what she wants to eat. Maybe ill wait until she comes home. Just as that thought came through my head I heard the creak of the front door opening and her heels clicking against the tiled floor. “Harry?” “Kitchen” As I heard her set her purse on the side table I heard her enter the kitchen making me look up. “Baby girl” “Hey” Her face started to blush as she made her way over to me. I love the way she blushes every single time I call her that. She is my baby girl. “How was your press day?” She is promoting a new campaign with PETA, ‘I Would Rather Be Naked Than Wear Fur’ which is an amazing organisation that makes people aware of animals being killed for fashion. I’m so proud of her for making her fame into something to raise awareness for, one of the main reasons I love her. “Yeah it was good, just going over the same questions over and over and over, gets very boring but I’m glad its over” She sighed as she took off her cardigan, folding it neatly to put on top of the island. “Im proud of you baby, press days are always the worst though” Giving her a tiny pout. She giggled a little at my facial expression and walked over to the sink. “Where is my kiss hello?” “Sorry I was thirsty” She again giggled as she made her way over to me. I took her hand pulling her towards me, opening my legs for her to stand between them. “Missed you today” She whispered as she inched closer for a quick peck. “Well your home now” kissing her on her forehead I looked at her in awe. “So I have something for you” “Okay…” She replied with hesitation in her voice. “So you know the way its our anniversary next week?” “Yeah” I pushed her a little for me to get up, making my way over to my coat. “Well last years anniversary was a bust, you know that. So what better way to celebrate basically two years this year than to do something amazing” I took the envelope out of my coat pocket and made my way over to her. “Here, happy anniversary baby” I handed her the envelope and giving her a kiss. “Harry thank you” Her hand grasped the envelope looking down at it. “What is it?” “Well open it and see” Her fingers quickly ripped open the paper to find two plane tickets. “What.. This isn’t.. No way Harry!” Her face immediately lights up towards mine with the biggest beautiful smile that I know and love. “Were staying in Bora Bora for a week, you deserve it” “Oh my god Harry this is too much” Her hands started to shake, so cute. “Y/N your deserve everything and more. You’ve been so understanding this last year when I wasn’t around much and finding it so stressful and hard. But you made it so much better and being there for me when I needed you, and putting your life on hold for me, that really means a lot” I said looking down at her. “I love you so much Harry you have no idea” She draped her arms around my shoulders playing with my curls at the nape of my neck. Her hands then pulled my face into hers, kissing her so deeply, so passionate. “I love you so much” I whispered as I pulled away. I started kissing all over her face and she began to laugh uncontrollably. I pulled her waist into mine as she started to get weak in the knees with her laughter. My favourite sound. “So shall we go pack?”

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Daryl x Reader - My Minds Telling Me No, But My Body's Telling Me Yes

(Request: Hi! Could you write Daryl fic where the reader is young (19/20) and Ricks daughter. She is crazy about Daryl and shows him that often, but he keep declining her love (and his feelings) for age gap, Rick and bcs he thinks that she could find someone better. But one night she goes mad bcs hes stubborn and convince him how much she loves him. He respond positively and gets fluffy and love and maybe some love making (her first time))

Note: I really hope you guys enjoy this!! LOVE YOU ALL

Warning: losing virginity, smut, angst, fluff

Originally posted by prettymuchdixonalready

It was a hot day in Alexandria. You wore a pair of shorts and a revealing top, mostly because it was hot but partly because you wanted to get Daryl’s attention. Daryl Dixon, he was a hard one to crack, but crack him you did. When you first laid eyes on him in Atlanta you knew he was trouble, but that’s what drew you to him, you were always a sucker for a bad boy. Over time you were able to break down his barriers, slowly but surely. You two had gotten close and you often expressed your feelings for him but he never did anything to show he felt the same. Well, he did when it was only you two. It was subtle things like teaching you how to hunt back on the farm, or showing you how to shoot a crossbow. But when you would hand him something and your hands brushed together you knew there was a connection there, he looked at you in a way that showed secret affection. You two could never truly get it on without your father having something to say about it.

Rick knew you took an interest in Daryl and he had spoken to you about it. As much as Rick loved Daryl, he was too much older than you and Rick encouraged you to talk to Heath or Spencer, someone closer to your age. You only smiled and nodded when he said that, you agreed with him there and then but in reality, it was going in one ear and out the other. Your eyes darted across the walls as you tried to look for Daryl’s figure. You spotted him near the gates cleaning his bike.

“Hey Dixon” you smirked, walking over to him and shielding your eyes from the sun.

“Hey” he said bluntly, trying to focus on his bike rather than your irresistible figure.

“Hot day, right? And you’re wearing a leather jacket, why don’t you take it off?” you asked, moving closer to him and wrapping your fingers on the collar of his jacket.

“C’mon (y/n)” he said, shrugging your hands off of him. “Don’t do this now”

“I’m not doing anything. I just thought you might be a little hot in this” you said, tugging at his jacket as you leaned closer to him. “That’s why I wore something that would keep me cool” you teasingly whispered in his ear.


A voice made him jump and he stood up quickly as you saw your dad approaching. You took a step back, not wanting to get Daryl in trouble.

“You ready for tomorrow?” Rick asked, leaning his hands on his hips, clearly oblivious to what was going on before.

“Yeah. Just cleaning up the bike now” he replied.

Rick nodded his head and then looked at you. An awkward silence fell upon you three as Rick looked between you and Daryl, trying to fit the puzzle pieces together. “You spoken to Spencer (y/n)? I think he was looking for you”

Daryl lowered his head and dropped back down to cleaning his bike as you glared at Rick. “No I haven’t spoken to him and I have no intention to in the future” you spat back.

“Think about it” he said, taking one more look at Daryl before turning his back and walking away.

What’s happening tomorrow?” you asked, turning back to Daryl.

He stood up and swung the now dirty rag over his shoulder, completely ignoring your question as he walked past you.

“Hey! Wait up!” you ran forward to match his fast pace. “Are you going on a run?”

“Don’t worry about it” he replied, his voice low and gravelly.

You stopped in your tracks as you put two and two together. You had heard from Tara that the group were planning on attacking the saviors base, you just didn’t know when. Now you knew it was tomorrow.

“It’s dangerous” you said, catching up to him once again.

“It’ll be fine (y/n)”

“What if something happens? What if it goes wrong and you-”

“Just drop it alright! I don’t need ya to babysit me I’m a grown ass man, I can take care of myself!” Daryl cut you off, his voice raised as he turned to face you.

You looked down at the floor as his words cut through your skin. He was right, he could take care of himself and he didn’t need you around.

“Anyway, Ricks right” he said, dropping his eyes to the floor, his voice calmer.

“What do you mean he’s right?” you asked, looking up at him. You knew what he was talking about but you just wanted to hear him say it. You wanted him to give you a reason to get angry.

“You should talk to Spencer, he’s closer to your age-”

“I’m fed up with people treating me like a child! Daryl how long have we known each other and how long have I showed that I love you?” You stretched your arms out in question “Age is just a damn number to me and I don’t care about Spencer I care about you!”

Daryl went silent at your words and avoided eye contact. As much as you showed him you cared, it would always break your heart when he said nothing back.

“Are you gonna say something?” you asked, tears starting to form in your eyes. Daryl looked back at you and went to reply when his attention turned elsewhere.


You saw Daryl’s face turn to a frown as you looked around to see spencer heading towards you. You rolled your eyes as you looked back at Daryl, hoping he would say something.

“I’ll come ‘round tonight, we’ll talk about it then” he said before walking off, making sure to bump into Spencer as he walked past.

“What’s up with him?” Spencer asked, a look of confusion planted on his face.

“Your ugly ass is here” you thought. “He’s just in a mood as always” you smiled at him.

“Whatever. How about you come around to my place tonight, I cook a mean meatloaf” he said smiling.

You internally groaned as you knew your dad had set this up. “Sorry not tonight Spencer, maybe another time”

“That’s cool? Tomorrow?”

You gagged at his persistence but covered it up with a smile. “Sure”

“Great! I’ll see you then” he smiled before walking off and you could see Rick standing on his front porch watching you. You rolled your eyes at him before turning and heading towards your house.

You draped your leg over the arm of the sofa as you waited for Daryl. You stared into space, letting your mind go blank and actually relax for the first time in a few years. In fact, you were so relaxed that you didn’t even here Daryl come in to the house.

“Hey, the door was unlocked so I let myself in” he said almost shyly. He walked over to you when you didn’t respond and he shook your leg. “(Y/n)?”

Your eyes went back to normal and you stared up at Daryl who towered above you. “Hey! Sorry I was just taking a minute to myself” you laughed as you pulled your legs back to let him sit down.

“About earlier, I’m sorry for snapping at you” he started, clearing his voice before continuing. “I just don’t know what to do when I’m around you. My minds tellin’ me no but my body’s telling me yes” he laughed, thinking about the song which now played in his head.

You let out a giggle and placed a hand on his bicep, staring at it adoringly as you mindlessly traced patterns along it. Daryl leaned his head back on the sofa and watched your face as you begun to talk.

“You don’t need to apologise. I know you’re frustrated” Your eyes lingered down to his slowly growing bulge and then they came up to meet his. You saw an ever-growing hunger in his eyes as his pupils enlarged and in a second his lips were on yours. Your heart rate picked up as you knew where this was heading. His hands slid across your waist as he pulled you onto his lap, your legs now on either side of him. You moaned lightly as his fingers dug into your hips, his own slowly being lifted to grind against your warmth. Your fingers tangled in his hair as his kisses started to trail down to your neck, making sure to suck and nip at your skin whenever he could. He had been waiting so long to feel you and now he wanted to enjoy every moment. His fingers went up to the hem of your shirt and he tugged it off you before swiftly undoing your bra. His mouth was on your boob in a second, his tongue circling your nipple and you softly pulled at his hair. His hand worked on your other and you were feeling a whole new kind of pleasure.

You felt his hips involuntarily buck against you, sending electrical waves through your body. You wanted him now but you were too nervous to tell him that you were actually a virgin. His hands and mouth released your boobs and his mouth found its way back to yours, his tongue plunging into your mouth as he deepened the kiss. His hands moved to your shorts and he undid the button, taking it all off. He then moved to his own belt and jeans while you pulled his shirt off. Now both of you were practically naked, the only thing keeping him from thrusting into you was his boxers. You looked down at the outline of his cock through his boxers and you began to feel nervous. Everything was moving so fast and you had to tell him now, he needed to know so he wouldn’t accidentally hurt you. But if you told him he might stop this all together. You were so indecisive but you made up your mind when he took your hand and placed it on his bulge, helping you to massage it through the fabric.

“Daryl-” you said, breaking away from the kiss. His mouth immediately moved to your shoulders as he lightly bit down. “Daryl” you repeated yourself, almost forgetting why you were calling him from the pleasure.

“Mhmm?” he growled, his voice tight from pleasure.

“I need to tell you something” you whispered, making Daryl look up at you with innocent eyes. “I’m a virgin” you said, not knowing whether to regret saying it or not.

“Sorry, I came on too strong-” he started, moving you off his lap and going to stand up.

“Wait!” you grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. “I want this” you pleaded, begging him to stay. “There’s no one I’d rather do this with than you Daryl” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him.

His kiss was stiff at first, but when he understood that this was what you really wanted he relaxed and his tongue danced around with yours. He placed an arm on your lower back and brought you lower down on the sofa, his body hovering over yours. Your kiss was passionate and heated, both of you needed the other and that couldn’t be clearer by the way you two were touching. The time had come as Daryl pulled off his boxers, the size of him intimidating you. You looked down at him with worried eyes but he kissed your forehead, reassuring you that it would be okay. You had heard from previous friends that the first time always hurts, and that’s what you were worried about.

Daryl slid his tip along your slits, making you forget about any disconcerting thoughts you had. He collected up your juices and he dropped onto his left elbow as he slowly pushed his tip in, pausing to let you adjust. Daryl squeezed his hand into a fist and buried his head in the crook of your neck. You felt so tight around him that it was taking all his willpower to not ram into you right now. You wrapped your arm around his neck and placed a hand on his arm. He saw you were okay and took this as a sign to continue. He pushed himself in as slowly as he could, letting out breaths that he was holding in every time the pleasure got too much. You shut your eyes as he stretched you out, making you feel more pain than pleasure. You tried not to let out any sounds, you didn’t want him to think he was hurting you.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice deep from arousal but filled with concern. He was in all the way and he stayed still to let you fully adjust to his size.

“I’m okay, it’s just a little painful” you whispered, giving him a smile to show it wasn’t all that bad.

“I’m sorry” he said, feeling bad for putting you through this pain.

“It’s not your fault your such a big boy” you teased, smirking up at him.

“Don’t talk dirty to me now princess, I might not be able to hold back” he smiled down at you and you giggled at his little nickname for you. Your faces turned serious again as Daryl started to move out of you, it was still a little painful but you had to go through it. The first couple of movements burned you, but after a while you had adjusted to his size and the pain began to diminish.

You let out a low moan when Daryl accidentally bucked his hips into you, barely able to contain himself. “Shit, sorry” he said, his hand caressing your face.

“Don’t be, it felt good” you said, arching your back a little as Daryl snapped into you again.

After a while he started to understand how you liked it and he knew what spot was your favourite. He lifted up one of your legs and you groaned at the different angle, allowing you to feel him fully. You felt a new sensation as he began to rock into you harder, his hip bones hitting against you in just the right way. You were both enjoying yourselves now, if Daryl’s lips weren’t on yours then they were on your neck, making harsh grunting noises as he slammed into you.

You never thought sex would feel this good, but with every thrust Daryl was pushing in an immense amount of pleasure. An unfamiliar feeling grew in your stomach, it was a mixture of heat and electrical shocks building up inside of you and shooting through your body. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and Daryl could feel your walls tighten around him. Your eyes hazed over and you swore you saw angels above you. You grabbed onto Daryl’s shoulders and dug your nails into them as you moaned out in pleasure, setting Daryl off. He quickly pulled out of you and jerked himself off until he leaned forward and cummed on your stomach. Your breathing was heavy as you looked down at him spilling himself onto you, making the experience more pleasurable.

Daryl collapsed onto the floor and he brought his hand to his head, trying to cool himself down. That was the best sex he’d had in ages. You leaned up on your elbows and grabbed your vest, using it to wipe off his mess from you.

“Sorry about that” he said, pointing at the vest you had thrown onto the floor.

You both came down from your highs and Daryl sat up, starting to change. “You’re leaving?” you asked, sad the exchange was over.

“I can’t risk being caught sneaking out of here in the morning” he said, sad he had to leave. He brought over a cover that sat on the arm chair and he spread it out across your body, covering you up and tucking you in. “You might be a lil’ sore tomorrow” he said, warning you about the after pain.

“It’ll be worth it” you smiled.

He kissed your lips before heading to the door and leaving the house. You wanted to relive what just happened but your mind and body craved sleep. As much as sex was great, it was tiring. You closed your eyes and thought of Daryl before falling asleep until tomorrow.

Tags: @teenagetragediesforeveryone @reedusteinrambles @becky-twd  @fxckyofav

ARC contest (+ a new teaser)

It’s been wildly busy, in the best possible way, and I hope to have some really exciting news soon. I don’t yet. But I hope soon. But for now: 

My publisher sent me four ARCs of The Becoming of Noah Shaw. This is exciting and scary—it’s been five years since I’ve had ARCs for a book, and three years between the ending of Mara’s origin story and the beginning of Noah’s…hero journey, let’s call it. If you’ve stuck with my characters for the length of three books, I can’t thank you enough. I wouldn’t be here without you, and I’ve been thinking for months about ways I can thank you for that. I’m still working that out—I owe you all a monumental debt, and figuring out how to repay it isn’t easy. But there is one small thing I can do first, right now, which is to try and make your wait for The Becoming of Noah Shaw a bit shorter. 

Since this is a series that I wrote as much for fans of the Mara Dyer trilogy as I did for myself, I decided against giving ARCs away randomly—I want to make sure they go to readers who are as excited about reading the book early as I am about sharing it. If that’s you, here’s what you’ve got to do:

Make something. Create. I’ve got four ARCs to give away, so it seems right that there should be four ways to win it:

1) Make MADNESS art. Draw something inspired by Mara. By Noah. By Jamie or Daniel or anyone or anything in the series. Paint something, sculpt something, draw a cartoon, a comic, graphic design (edits count!), typography–photography counts too! I love bookstagram and the staging of book-related photos, so it would be splendid to see entries like that. You can also do multiples (like comic panels, or anything considered part of one series), to count as one entry.

2) Write something series-inspired. A poem, a short little story (500 words, max), an excerpt of your fanfic; something set in the Dyerverse. (Keep it rated PG-13 to a soft R, though, because my baby brother is probably going to end up judging some of the entries and…awkward).

3) Film something. A fanvid, a trailer, a short film, movie, or even just a video of yourself talking about the books, Booktube-styles. Making videos is hard, but that probably means there will be a less crowded field! 

4) Rando! Make a dress out of the pages of one of the books (someone did that once and it was super rad). Make a fannish thingie (creating headers, Tumblr themes, fan mixes, fan sites and communities) get your cosplay on, make some jewellery, show off your fresh MADNESS-related tattoo—really, anything goes (except nudity. Not that).

Here’s how you enter:

You post your entry or a link to your entry via the ‘submit post’ option on Tumblr, or the Ask option, or, if it’s an image or a video, you can post the link to such in the Ask box or, if you feel so inspired, on Twitter. My goal is to honour your hard work by retweeting/reblogging what you send, and then that way, everyone will be able to appreciate your stuff. Just be sure to let me know which category you’re entering in, and don’t post your email address or address-address—I won’t need it unless you win, and since there is SUCH TALENT in this fandom, there will be first/second/third place winners. First place is the signed ARC; second is a signed chapter sampler with the first three chapters (and a handpicked teaser from me); third place is secret snippet of a secret thing that I won’t be sending to anyone but you.

The contest will end on 8/21 and the judging will take place that week, so about two and a half months before the book comes out. If you enter, consider that an agreement not to post spoilers if you win. “KJJGBLJSBGTR^&%E$RDT” and “WTAF????!!!!” posts are cool, though.

Also: this contest IS international. Anyone can enter. And since entries will be posted publicly, and I very much want this to be a fan-led endeavour, likes, shares, RTs, comments and such will be one factor (not the only factor) in judging. I love pretty much every MD thing I see, so it feels fairer to let fans have a say in the winners to make sure I’m not paralysed by indecision.

One super last thing, for real: the ARCs are uncorrected proofs. So uncorrected that there is in fact a chapter missing, which had to be supplemented at the very last minute. I also changed a lot—like, a LOT—between the time the draft was submitted and when it went to magical ARC printing place. This is all to say: if you don’t win one, don’t worry—the final version is the version I meant for everyone to read.

Also, here’s a new snippet/teaser under the jump. 

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Kat and SoulWheel Scene

So earlier this week I said in someones Kadena post I could write a whole thesis on the scene with Kat at SoulWheel.  And I’ve been thinking of little moments of it all week, and then tonight I rewatched it and it killed me again.  

Context: I really relate to Kat’s story. The whole pushing people away and not really doing relationships…and then throw in the confusion because it’s a gay relationship and realizing “wait this has nothing to do with it being a gay relationship it’s that it’s any relationship”.  And I remember when it aired I just sat there and cried.  And I remember thinking (and later posted) “HOW IS THIS THE MOST EMOTIONAL SCENE I’VE SEEN ON TELEVISION ALL YEAR” (I won’t even get into how Sutton demanding more work benefits also simultaneously messed with me).

Anyways: Now that I rewatched it I have so many thoughts and even more questions.  

I really wish the script was available because I’m so interested in what was written, what Aisha added through her performance, and what she was given to work from.  And I say that, because I think this was the scene that I watched and I literally said out loud “Wow, she’s a good actress”.  Which, let’s be real could be said about Meghann and Katie as well.  But I think the beauty of Aisha’s performance in this scene (and this whole episode) is she’s just working with facial expressions and emotion.  There’s no witty dialogue for her to use and play with, there’s not even another performer she’s going off of, she is just purely in character and in Kat’s head. And she does it so well from start to finish.

She’s super bored and over it from the start, because Kat doesn’t want to be there anyway and she has too much personal drama going on to even care about this.  And then the music is kicking in and the instructor is yelling out all this stuff and telling everyone to “close their eyes” and there’s Kat…too cool for this shit…eyes wide open. And you can just feel the eye roll through the screen, and the viewer is right there with her.  I feel like when I watched I was like “ugh get off the damn bike and go get your girl”. And I felt like the whole episode was building for that, but what kills me about this show and this writing is that is what every other show would do.  They’d have Kat stay too cool for this shit and go get her girl then…but the writers knew Kat needed more.  She needed that moment to process by herself, and think it all over, because that’s who Kat is.  She’s stubborn. She’s indecisive. 

So instead of doing the obvious, they make Kat sit on that damn bike and have a whole moment with no dialogue, but we get to watch it all happen.  Which 1. How rare? and 2. How freaking beautiful?

So there she is hearing the instructor “you are here for a reason.” and now her eyes are closed and she’s just embracing this thing, but also you can see how every word is just hitting her. “now stand up for what you want.you can’t change unless you power through what is right in front of you.” and if you watch the scene closely you see a little smile from Aisha as she stands and it’s this moment of Kat, like “Yes. I can stand up for what I want. I can do this”
(flash to all the Jane and Sutton stuff, which distracted me while I was rewatching because literally this whole sequence always has me going: YASSSSS)

Anyway, back to Kat.  So the instructor is about to make them release the resistance on the bike. And up until this 20th rewatch I never really took in that symbolism.  Kat has more or less made herself like a dam of emotion, resisting everything because she is so unsure of it all and she’s built up all of this stuff inside her.  So the instructor saying “Release the resistance” it’s so much more than the bike…it’s releasing all of these bottled up feelings that she’s had in her ever since she met Adena.  

The excitement and not knowing of when they met.  The fear when she was detained.  The joy when she was released and got that call. The heartbreak when she saw her with Coco. The passion and excitement when they kissed and the night after.  Then this total panic and fear of “wait I can’t do this. I’m going to screw this up” of her calling it all off through a text.  It’s all built up and then the instructor say “it doesn’t matter what you start. what matters is how you choose to finish”. Basically saying to Kat.  “Yeah you screwed this up.  Yeah you pushed away. Yeah this is super confusing. But the ball is in your court. And everything your feeling is okay and normal, but if you just push through that feeling there could be something really amazing at the end of it.”

And here is the moment that Aisha won my heart as the best actress on this show. The way in which she starts crying, but also with this relieved laugh.  Like “wait, I can have this really good thing in my life and I don’t have to sabotage it.” 

“If you can do this you can do anything”

And she’s laughing and crying. And you see Kat look around still in Kat form probably thinking “oh my god I’m crying at a stupid SoulWheel class” but also completely unable to control it. 

Just the way that Aisha executed this moment was so beautiful.  It felt so real. And I get it, my context is different than other people maybe.  But I felt like she expressed (At least for me) that feeling of total confusion, but also total realization and confirmation that you want to go after something that is exciting and terrifying…and she expressed it in like under 30 seconds.  

The way it was shot. The way the music ties in. The way they tied this in with the other scenes.  

I can say a lot about so many scenes on this show, but this right here was the moment that I knew this show was brilliant and different, and unique in how they approach character development.  They didn’t just tie everything up in a nice little bow.  They didn’t make Kat realize her feelings in some drawn out overplayed way or some big revealing.  It was this subtle little moment, that maybe others who never had to really think about their confusing feelings for someone might not even notice.   Because at this point we are halfway through season 1 and instead of dragging out a whole thing about Kat’s feelings and thought process they throw it in this, which if not done properly could have just been haphazard and like “oh just have her realize all this quick and get that shit over with” like other shows have treated the wlw moments.  But instead every little moment seemed planned and thought out and lead to this big pay off which even further developed the wlw plot.

I just would love to know how the whole scene was written and what kind of direction Aisha was given.  Like regardless of what was on the page, what little idiosyncrasies she added, or what the director added…on a whole they knocked it out of the park with this one and I have to stop rambling about it now or I’ll never stop…so I’ll leave yall with this:

Cute Interview (Shawn Mendes x Reader)

A/N: Was watching this and felt like recreating the interview with Shawn.

Originally posted by shavvnsmendes

« Hello Shawn, thanks so much again for being here. I’m Jess Cagle and today we’re playing the Cagle Exercise.”

“Hi and um what may the Cagle Exercise be?” Shawn chuckled.

“It’s just a series of questions to know you better, don’t worry. And you can skip one if you want.”

“Oh okay, cause for a moment the title sounded a little like some weird physiotherapy exercise.”

“Hahaha so you’re saying my last name sounds like a physiotherapy method?”

“Oh I’m so sorry did that offend you?”

“Of course not Shawn, ahha you’re so kind. Alright let’s begin shall we? Friends describe me as…”

“Uum goofy.”

“Strangers describe me as…”

“Tall.” Shawn joked.

“Only I know that I am…”

“Uum.” He pondered on that a little. “I’m gonna have to skip on that.” His cheeks pinkened. The word that came to mind was kinky.

The interviewer laughed. “My last meal would be what, and I would eat it with who?”

“Hmm. Wow so so many foods. But I have to say chocolate cake and with my girlfriend Y/N, because she truly makes the best.”

“Ah good choice, good choice. I start everyday by doing…”

“Scrolling through my phone. Not the best thing to do I have to admit, but I do it.”

“Something about me I have learned to love is…”

“Okay, let me think. Probably my indecisiveness.”

“Oh yeah? Interesting.”

“Yeah it’s funny, because I ponder a lot on choices you know and decisions to take. And indecisiveness was always annoying to deal with, but I’ve learned to embrace it because the decisions I make after putting in a lot of thought are most of the time good. Oh but it still annoys me during little daily decisions haha. Like when we go into an ice cream store, I cannot choose a flavour right away and it drives Y/N crazy because she’s an ice cream fiend right? So like she’s already paid and ready to eat, when I’m still sampling three flavours.” Shawn laughed.

“Hahaha so this is random, but whatever I’m curious; what flavour do you usually go for in the end?”

“Maple. Yes go on, let the Canadian jokes roll in.”
They both chuckled.

“The teacher that I’m most grateful for is…”

“Miss Parker, she was the one that pushed me into pursuing music.”

“I love the smell of…”

“A lot of things wow. Um let’s see… Rain, grass, apple, rose, this perfume thing Y/N always smells like, and wood.”

“I can talk about blank for hours on end.”

“Easy, music.”

“My recurring nightmare is…”

“Oh god. It’s not really a nightmare, but for some reason I do dream about it sometimes. Tripping on stage. Did it a couple times on tour already hahaha. But a real nightmare for me, would be losing Y/N. Like not her dying or anything, but us not being in contact anymore. The thought of her being alive but not being able to reach her is terrifying to me.”

“Wow. Well, thank you so much Shawn, I’m glad we got to know you better!”

“Thanks so much for having me!”

Shawn shook hands with the interviewer and they both parted ways, Shawn stepping into the green room where you sat waiting.

“Hey.” You looked up at him from her book. “Interview done?”

“Yep.” He grinned, taking his coat. “You hungry? Let’s go get some dinner.”

“Yay food. But wait.” You approached him and pulled him into a close hug, squeezing his hair. “You’re cute.” You said snuggling his nose.

“Thank you?” Shawn said, confused.

“I watched the clip. Don’t ever worry about me leaving and breaking contact with you.”

Shawn smiled.

“I love you.” He hugged you again and you both set off to find a restaurant.

“Oh and by the way, I don’t wear a specific perfume.”

“I just love your natural scent then.” He took your hand.

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

the night used to be able to heal the holes fused together by diluted veins, etching the constellations you left behind into a formulated knock. and though the inches of sentences around my throat never held my sight like the thought of you dreaming, I still like to think that sleep finds you when peace escapes me, that the clouds in my head only form when I look away. I don’t want to be another letter that crawls deeper into your lips to feel winter. I don’t want to sing over the radio to have a conversation with two people. I don’t want to open the window to cover the footprints of an indecisive goodbye. maybe I’m just another wave in the ocean that has more tears than a want to lead you home. maybe I’m another shadow kissing the ground so you can feel growth. which drink makes me no one? after what smoke can I gather enough ash to forgive the kiss you couldn’t return? how many pills can build me a year worth falling apart? how deep can we cut into the earth’s core until we forget why we’re smiling? my dear, tell me what did we do with forever? darling, tell me what we did with hello? we turned an apology into hell on earth, we turned love into another lost chapter left near old libraries and written deep into your skin is another excuse as to why we could have never worked. this is why people leave, this is why we accept the bitter things. sweeter things will come along, this is not the end. life is strange, love is weird. i think about you more than i should and that’s something to laugh at, where were you when i needed you the most? it only hurts because i care too much, this is my i’m trying real hard to not give a fuck poem, but it still matters because no matter how much i’ve tried to let your mistakes go, i just can’t bear the smell of betrayal with more knives pointing towards my back. how many times will you claim my heart? how many times will you cut us open just to find out that we’ve been alive all of this time? the bleeding doesn’t stop and the hearts keep beating. one second at a time, but we’re still going to find a way to mess things up. you say that you want to fix things, it’ll work this time. i’m kind of aiming for the ground because the stars have abandoned us. this isn’t love. this isn’t a safe way to live. this is biting the dust, this is taking a vampire out for lunch in broad daylight. this is wolves finally breaking bones during a full moon, this is why artists and musicians plead insanity to their craft. this is why my heart hurts when you look at me like you didn’t mean for things to end up like this. and this is me trying to make things right for myself. this is not an apology, i’m done with sorry. this is your chance to show your true colors. and in truth, at some point, i would’ve given everything away just for a taste of happiness. people like me. we love and we give it our all, so if i tell you that i just don’t care anymore, you fucked up. that’s the truth about this whole ordeal, you fucked up. and my emotions may try to claw its way out of this casket, but as long as my mind tells me that there’s a chance you’ll turn on me again. i’ll rip out my own throat before i give you another chance to hurt me again. no more apologies, if you want to fix this, then fix it. i’ll be waiting.
—  The Ate & The Bunso
1/15/17 Glo Up update ✨

Hello sweets 🍭
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. Over winter break I was sick with a really bad cold. And since my college classes have started, I’ve been concentrating on that and working.
I’ve never really talked about myself on here that much, so I feel like I should post a few facts about me

1. I’m 20 years old, college student, and live with my parents.
2. My goal is to be able to make money on my lifestyle blog, freelance writing, and possibly open my online store one day so I can quit my job and still make enough to move out and live on my own.
3. I’ve been dating the same guy for about 5 years (since we where freshman in high school) and he is my best friend. We are very close and have been through a lot, but we stick together. To be completely honest, we are both very codependent on one another. So I’m using this blog to really make myself independent and happy even when I’m a lone, and get my glo up. Because I’ve kind of let myself go because I’ve gotten so comfortable with him.
3. I want to double major in marketing in finance and I want my masters degree. I want to own my own business one day.
4. I screwed up really bad my second semester of college so I am behind in getting my degree, but it doesn’t matter how fast you go, just keep moving. 🙌🏻🙏🏻👊🏻
5. I’m the most clutter brained person ever, and I’m super indecisive

As far as my glo up, I’m getting things in order to redecorate my bedroom so it can be my creative space. I also got a gym membership and have been better about drinking water so woohoo!

Best Friend confesses Series: Jun

This is part ten of a series of Seventeen imagines. Feel free to message me and say who you want to see confessing next! Requests get done fast ;)

Jun is the most bright and positive influence in your life, and you feel so blessed to have him as a best friend. You’ve also just had a really awful week, possibly one of the most stressful in your life, and so you’re really glad when Jun notices in the middle of your video call one night. 

“Y/N,” he says very gently. “You look as gorgeous as ever, of course, but you also look exhausted. Are you sure you don’t want to go to sleep? I don’t mind ending the call early.”

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anonymous asked:

What do you do when you're outlining a story, but so indecisive on the plot like you have so much ideas just for the say the climax or the falling action. Ugh I need help.

Oh boy, do I know this struggle. It’s a very overwhelming feeling to have so many ideas coming at you. There are a million directions in which your story can go, but at the end of the day, only one will make the final cut. It’s absolutely terrifying–especially when you’re a perfectionist who wants to get it right the first time.

So first things first..

  1. Do you have everything written down?

I know. It sounds too basic and silly to mention. But if you’re anything like me, your head will be spinning as you try to figure out all the millions of alternate ways a plot can move forward. You have so many ideas and thoughts but never do anything but let them swim in my head forever, leaving you in a perpetual haze of frustration and confusion. But fear not! There is an easy solution to this.

Write everything down. And when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING. Every scrap and insignificant detail you have lodged up in your brain. Don’t worry about organizing the ideas–that will come later. You’re probably the type of person whose brain races faster than their pencil; in which case you may feel like this is a futile effort–do it anyway. There are loads of things you haven’t yet discovered about your story anyway, and who says you can’t add more to your notes as you go?

Your head should feel at least somewhat clear after that. I don’t know about you, but sometimes what feels like 50 different scene endings for scene 34 will actually only be 4. After you write everything down, organize your notes in the way that works best for you–be that a mind map or the standard roman numeral outline or diagram of a unicorn’s back.

             2. Take a step back and look at the big picture of your story.

Let’s say you have 5 different ideas for your story’s climax. What you want to accomplish with each alternative can possibly be combined. Maybe you want a specific line of dialogue to be used or something like that–can the line be delegated to a scene from one of your subplots? Is it possible for climax idea number 4 to be incorporated somewhere earlier in the plot? Examine your characters and their dynamics with each other. Look at the character growth and development from the beginning until the climax. Does climax idea number 2 align with what your characters would actually do? Sometimes what you want to happen in the story and what you have built up in any scenes you have outlined or written down may not actually be saying the same things. It might be helpful to jot down notes as you brainstorm this.

3. Having said all of this, don’t stress too much about the outline.

It’s just an outline. Once you’ve written your entire first draft, you’ll be editing things around and deleting things anyway. The outline isn’t a rule set in stone for what your story must follow; it’s more like a guideline.

4. So write something, anything.

It’s impossible to include every single detail you want to include in your story. And if you’re really stumped over which idea to use for the climax, I’m sure they’re great ideas. Just because you don’t use them for this particular story, doesn’t mean you can never use them. You love these ideas for a reason, and there’s no reason why you should let them go to waste!

Save it for another story, or maybe a sequel–whatever floats your boat.

If you’re worried about over planning, check out Rebekah’s post on the subject.

I hope this helps!


The Moon Signs as I Know Them

Hi!! This is my first ever original astrology post, so bear with me!! This is also from a Virgo sun/Leo moon POV.

Aries moon: My great grandpa & best friend since 4th grade. Both are hard headed & stubborn. Aren’t necessarily argumentative, but if someone tries to start an argument with them, they’re not gonna let it go without having the last word.

Taurus moon: My mom & great grandma. Both are homebodies & enjoys the comforts of their home. Loved comfort foods. Likes being alone. They’re both only nice to you if you’re pleasing them in some way. Passive aggressive. Can be the best person you’ve ever met when you get on their good side.

Gemini moon: I don’t know any but I’ve heard that they’re very talkative & fun. Could be moody when they feel like they’re not being taken seriously. Doesn’t feel close to many people, but when they end up getting close with someone, they feel understood more than ever.

Cancer moon: One of my best friends. Can be very odd, sweet, and repetitive. Hates confrontation. Takes everything seriously. Hates not being listened to. Feels doubted a lot. Loves pleasing people without wanting any favors returned, but are the type of people to get will passive aggressive about it even though they say it’s alright.

Leo moon: One of my sisters, dad, & me. Loves entertaining their family & people who they’re close with. Likes a close friend group. Knowing that they have something or someone to always come back to when slighted in any way, makes them feel emotionally secure. Is overly dramatic. Surprisingly, they prefer being complemented about how smart they are rather than how beautiful they are. Generous.

Virgo moon: I don’t know any, but some of the celebrities that I like have a Virgo moon. They’re very talkative when nervous. Keeps things to themselves and are usually quiet. Likes being minimalistic & hates taking up space or getting in the way. Will make their opinions known in debates. Also hates being interrupted.

Libra moon: I also don’t know any, but in the placidus house system, my moon is in the 7th house so I have a little knowledge. Relationships make them feel secure, but can get tired of being with one person for a long period of time. Likes variety and beautiful things. Sometimes indecisive with how they feel. Can be petty and are those one types of people to think hating on someone’s appearance makes them funny.

Scorpio moon: My boyfriend, ex best friend, and current best friend. Feels very slighted when people know how they’re feeling. Are sometimes very easy to read depending on their sun sign. Likes to feel powerful & in control of their emotions & gets pissed when people say that they’re unoriginal. Can treat people bad but then play the victim role. But are also the most protective over people they love. Gets jealous very easily. Comparing themselves to other people are one of their biggest weaknesses.

Sagittarius moon: My oldest sister. Bossy, but only when they know what they’re doing/what they’re talking about. Will not make a fool of themselves. Thinks that they know everything. Will blame other people for their mistakes. Argumentative. Very happy in general. Picks up on other peoples mood’s. Hates routine.

Capricorn moon: Ex best friend & someone I used to flirt with. Very funny & likes doing things for themselves. Hates coming across as rude. Will get things done. Can sometimes play the victim role. Never misses a day of school. May do things that they normally wouldn’t do just to impress their friends. Likes being well liked.

Aquarius moon: one of my good friends. Individualistic. Tends to keep to themselves and are very minimalistic like Virgo moons. Sometimes feel like they’re more special than others. Are very creative, especially when alone. Doesn’t wanna be seen as petty or childish. Represses emotions.

Pisces moon: A friend since kindergarten. Very mysterious but open at the same time. Relationships are taken seriously with a Pisces moon. Can over-exaggerate, but it’s only because they want everything to be perfect. Hates being at the center of attention. Can romanticize things that are friendly in nature. Thinks highly of other people. Are prone to being manipulated easily.

Keep in mind this is my first ever post!! Also I based this off of the best of my knowledge and of personal experiences so some people may not agree and that’s totally okay!! 💖💖 - astrohannah

anonymous asked:

Listen make up your mind if you're gonna be so fucking indecisive. People are gonna ask for updates. Everyone is fucking impatient. There's pros and cons to everything and I know you needed to get it off your chest, but when some of us write that we want an update. We never mean it in a rude way, but rather to show our enthusiasm. Idfk what's up with you man.

Everyone, this is a perfect example of why I made that post in the first place :-)


How would a shopping date with Kang Daniel be like: 

  • hectic
  • honestly, he would be so hyper and excited like a puppy who gets home for the first time 
  • “oh let’s go there!” 
  • “wow, this is honestly my type of store” 
  • “do you think i need to buy something for seungwoo as well?” 
  • he would constantly ask you questions 
  • and when you go to pick clothes even if you talked about how you are there only for him to buy a shirt, he would turn the store upside down 
  • “daniel you only said one” 
  • “did i?” 
  • “umm.. yeah, right before we got out of the car” 
  • “i don’t remeber it, so i didn’t” 
  • and when you gave him the look he just takes your hand in his and kisses it and you can’t resist so you agree 
  • this boy would literally drag you in every single store; if he sees a nice pair of jeans or a shirt in the window then you are going in 
  • he would make you help him hold the clothes and he would also pick something for you because
  • “if i get something, you do too” 
  • “but i am broke, daniel” 
  • “shh… i will buy it for you”
  • so indecisive, would literally take 3 shirts of the same color and same model and ask you which one you like better
  • “but they are the same” 
  • “no baby, don’t you see? this one has an extra line, while the other one doesn’t” 
  • “ok… i like the other one”
  • “good. i’m buying this one” 
  • and you would be like “why are you even asking dude” but he just laughs and ends up buying them both 
  • if you told him you don’t want him to buy you anything he would start pouting and acting like a little child until you give in 
  • then you two are going through your second route around the shopping mall because: 
  • “my princess needs clothes as beautiful as her and we need to look everywhere” 
  • he would be very excited and make you change in lots of different outfits; some of them super silly and he will just laugh at you while taking pictures without you knowing 
  • he would insist so much that you get matching t-shirts or snapbacks
  • or cute little matching keychains 
  • after you finally manage to buy everything, you both are going to be exhausted so you just go to the food court 
  • and probably spend another 15 minutes deciding what to eat because Daniel wants chicken, but you want pizza 
  • so in the end you eat chicken and buy pizza for later 
  • while waiting for the food he would stare at you longingly while smiling 
  • “we should do this more often, today was the best”
  • you would leave the mall hand in hand with daniel ocasionally raising your arm to kiss it while saying he loves you 
  • “i’m so tired, daniel. can’t wait to get home” 
  • “me too. i can’t wait to see you in that red lace bra you got today” 
  • and he would wiggle his eyebrows while laughing and leaning in for another sweet kiss
EXO Reaction To You Learning Korean

Scene - As you were waiting for your boyfriend to finish up rehearsals you decided that it was harmless to put on your earbuds and view some lessions in Korean to brush up  on the subject more. Unaware that your boyfriend was close to finishing rehearsals.


Rehearsal was over and he was hungry. He headed to you immediately and held out his hand. You quickly pause the video and take his hand to get up from your seat. he brings your intertwined hands to his lips and starts leading the way out of the building.
“What were you watching?”
“Some korean lessons.”
“Oh, did I interrupt?“ you shake your head, ”We can practice some words while we get food, babe, I’m starving.” He opens the car door to let you in and winks saying, “Start now by telling me what you want to eat in Korean”

Originally posted by xiu-kitten


He peered quietly over your head when he got out of rehersal and began rubbing your shoulders. you took off you headphones and looked up at him.
he leaned down kissed you forehead and sighed, “There’s an amazing korean teacher here. He teaches the other trainees. You could’ve just told me you wanted to learn more.”

Originally posted by suhomysuho


“What are you so interested in?” he sits down next to you and starts watching the video with you.
“You know” he starts saying “I had a hard a pretty good teacher teach me korean when i first got here, maybe he can teach you?” you think over the offer for a good 2 minutes before he simply laughs at your indecisiveness, “How about i make an appointment for next week and until then.” He gets up and grabs your hand, pulling you to stand close to him so he can peak your lips. “Until then, we can binge watch korean dramas - without the english subtitles”

Originally posted by woahzyx


He playfully pulled one of the earbuds and put it in his ears only to make a confused face.
“Are these the kind of songs you’re into these day?” he teases playful as he puts back the earbud in place and extends his hand, which you gladly take to lift yourself up.
“They’re Korean lessons”
“Ah” he intertwines your hands before moving towards the parking lot, “Do I talk to fast sometimes? I promise I’ll try and sound out my words better”
“No, it’s not that- i just want to learn the language”
“Oh” his smile begins to appear “want me to teach you some words?”

Originally posted by baeksilisk


You jump at the sound of Chens’ scream when he comes out the rehearsal room. You smile as you see him using his loud voice to talk with another memeber, he stares over at you and waves goodbye to the members as he starts walking up to you.
“Ready for a whole day together?”
“inside voices, Chen” you tell him quietly and he smiles.
“Too loud?” you nod. “Why don’t you do all the talking for today then. Tell me everything from birth to now." 
"noo” you laugh. He takes your hand and kisses the side of your face
“Let’s talk in korean, i noticed you’ve been trying to learn it”

Originally posted by everybodyloveschen


He sat beside you on the seats, catching his breath from rehearsals. When he turned to face you, you rested his head against the sit and sighed loudly. A good 5 minutes passed and you still haven’t acknowledged his presence nor gave him any attention. He waved his hand in front of you and you slightly flinched, took off your earbuds and turned to him.
“I didn’t even hear you come”
“Yeah” he scoffs “Am I that invisible to you” he teases as he takes your phone to inspect the source that was taking away your attention from him. a smile creeps into his lips as he hands you back the phone, “Yagi-ya let’s grab some lunch and then i’ll drive you home so you can study”

Originally posted by chanyeolaconda


He walked up to you as soon as he got out to embrace you. You laugh a little as you try to pause the video of the lesson.
“What are you doing?” he smiles as he helps you pause your phone. “Since when have you wanted to learn Korean?”
“I just started learning a bit”
“How about i leave you an hour with Baek, Chen, and Chan?” he jokes
“Do you want me lose my head?”

Originally posted by ifyouaskiwontanswer


“Babe, do you mind staying for a little while longer?” he calls out from the room, when there is no respondse he sticks his head out to see you fully immersed in your studies.
he walks over to you and gently takes your phone “Should i confiscate this?” he teases
“Are you out of rehersal?”
“Yeah, just got out. I was asking if you minded staying a little while longer. I want to go over the new dance alone.” he looks over at your phone and sees the lessons.
“Um no i dont mind,”
“Come inside with me. I’ll let you borrow chanyeols noise canceling headphones and my laptop.”

Originally posted by blondejongin


He peeked his head out of you and his eyebrows furrowed when he saw the crown of your head rather than your eyes.
He walked out the room and gently lifted your head with his hand to meet his lips. he hummed to himself and smiled finally pulling back and crouching down to meet your eye level.
“What’s on your phone thats so intresting?” he peered over and saw the lessons causing him to smile a bit. “Go into the room when you finish the lesson, I’ll stay a while practicing.”

Originally posted by lawlliets