idk who else is in this whatever

this fandom has so much beautiful artwork dedicated to it, with amazing, talented artists producing masterpieces daily…

meanwhile, i made this

i’ve already seen a few people already criticise junhong for his tattoo or disregard it as ‘yongguk’s influence,’ and it’s been pretty upsetting to see how some are treating him. none of us know the significance of ‘relation in time’ to junhong. he is someone who truly lives for art, and the piece is obviously really meaningful to him - why else would he get it permanently on his skin? if you don’t agree with his tattoo, keep it to yourself. his body is his own, and he can do whatever he wants with it without approval from others.

please don’t ever laugh at someone at the gym who’s lifting very little amounts of weight, or running only a little bit on the treadmill. don’t make fun of someone for putting a machine at the lowest weight or only bench pressing the bar (it’s already 45 lbs on its own). don’t laugh at the people who are just starting out or who physically can’t do too much weights or running or pull ups or squats or whatever. Everyone has to start somewhere

ok, WILD THEORY

i’m not sure about this, but 

could it maybe perhaps be kind of possible that Elias was gay?

i mean think about it: we’ve all gathered so far that there is something going on with him, because we saw that last friday he got so drunk that he couldn’t even walk straight (no pun intended) and then was very moody when he got back home and argued with his mom. 

and then when Sana invited him to the syng party he asked if her friends would be there. BUT he refered to them as “the ones from the apartment” and we all assumed that he was talking about Noora but WHAT IF HE WASN’T? because guess who else lives in that apartment? FREAKING ESKILD. And i mean, if he was talking about noora, why wouldn’t he say “the one from that party” or “the blonde one” or “the one with the blue eyes”or idk, whatever thing that specified he was talking about Noora?

AND THEN, we have Eskild talking about Elias and saying that he looked “open for fun” what was that about? and we all know that so far Eskild’s gaydar has been right with isak and even (the thing about how you could tell a guy was gay if he started  talking to a stranger about sucking dick). 

sooooooooo, it could be posible. right? i don’t know maybe i’m just going crazy… or am i?

anonymous asked:

hey TJ, you're a pretty stylish guy, right? do you have any advice on how I can develop a sense of style? for most of my life I've been choosing clothes based on what's easy & seems the least likely to attract attention to myself. I want to start being more adventurous but at this point my wardrobe consists entirely of beige khakis and generic t-shirts and idk where to even begin

yo! 

soo I’m definitely not a fashion guru so it’ll be hard for me to advise for someone else, but I’ll try anyways! 

So I didn’t always wear pastel windbreakers and cheek glitter (who knew). Through middle and highschool I was in the same boat; I wore nothing but hand-me-downs and whatever my mom got at the thrift store lmao. Anything easy and inconspicuous. I only really found my style after I left highschool and was willing to experiment now that no one could judge me and no one could stop me. So I started growing out my hair and buying my own clothes with my own money in an effort to find myself and reach a please where I was happy with my appearance. 

My first tip I guess would be find out what you like. What kind of colors do you like? What compliments your skin complexion as well as your personality? The way I dress kind of ties in with my art; stuff that’s bright and colorful and unusual, setting out to destroy the generic and mundane. 

Start searching around. Look at fashion blogs here on tumblr, look on instagram, start keeping a folder/tag for Look Inspiration™. Don’t directly mimic someone, but do what all good artists do a sample bits and pieces here and there to compose a look that’s truly you. woah that sounded dramatic. 

Browse! I try to shop at smaller unknown places to try to find something really unique. Hit up them thrift shops and clothes exchange stores so you can get that good good on the cheap cheap. If you see something you like, try it on, no matter what it is! And also look out for obscure online stores. My friend claire always sends me links to these random kawaii clothes shops, so be on the lookout for aesthetics you like, be it kawaii, vaporwave, seapunk, dad core,etc

And last tip, fuck what anyone thinks. fuck only shopping in the mens or womens section, if you see something cute and you like it, grab it. 

hope this helps, pop you some tags anon! 

for all the people who are like “yeah but why would zoe like evan back? it seems so forced.”

-zoe is in a severely compromised situation rn and is dealing w/ a lot of shit about not “mourning in the right way” and is looking for someone that isn’t her parents and isn’t the people at school who pity her to just kinda be there.

-evan is a nice kid. he’s probably a direct contrast to her brother and everyone else around her, because he’s awkward and pretty forward and seemingly isn’t consumed by connor’s death

-also evan puts zoe on a pedestal, he has a whole song telling her how wonderful she is. i mean, that can be really nice sometimes

-zoe is very very very very very intelligent and strong, she doesn’t want pity and she doesn’t want someone else to be in control. she wants to be in control over something, anything in her life which seems so panicked and haphazard rn, and maybe malleable evan, who seems willing to go along with whatever she wants, is that something

-zoe is literally 16? 17? years old, i’ve seen 16-year-olds get together and break up w/ someone they don’t even sorta know in the span of 2 days, so their relationship being kinda flimsy is actually more realistic

-and, like, have you seen ben platt (aka evan hansen)?????

^idk about you but i think ya boy is v attractive/cute, so maybe like it was all just superficial (also the show is definitely commentary about the superficial nature of social media, as evan’s “love” of her despite only really knowing her through instagram (in the beginning) is actually quite a main statement) 

-(also evan has a nice personality, too, i firmly believe, so)

-it was a while between the 1st act (the kiss) and the 2nd act (dating), and we don’t know what happened in the time between, and we can’t judge the circumstances and intricacies of their relationship with so little information

-also they don’t end up together, so maybe there’s a reason their relationship wasn’t built solidly, but rather as a more sudden thing, to emphasize why it all fell apart

@lonleymeaf replied to your post “SO LIKE, I was looking through episodes to answer a post and I just…”

Dude, why would he be so thristy for a kiss? This makes me feel like Adrien WAS REALLY EXCITED FOR THE KISS WITH MARINETTE but he didn’t have it so he wanted to kiss ladybug instead. BUUUTT WHYY? IS THERE A POSSIBILITY OF ADRIEN KNOWING OR SUSPECTING THAT MARINETTE IS LADYBUG I MEAN WHAAAT IM FANGIRLING RIGHT NOW

Dude like?? I’m actually thinking he probably subconsciously knows? Idk if it’s the magic of the Miraculous or whatever, but he’s definitely feeling that Ladybug vibe on her, ya feel?

I mean, he knows Ladybug has dark hair, wears pigtails, and has bluebell eyes—-and who else is in close proximity to him with the very same features??

Originally posted by sarahcada

I mean, there are a lot of instances where Adrien seems to be giving Marinette some “special” attention that even he doesn’t give Chloe or anyone else—-the primary one being him putting out all the stops to impress Marinette during the Evillustrator episode (and thus Marichat was born).

Originally posted by 50shadesofmiraculousladybug

Originally posted by chibistar

“She has other things to do, so YOU’LL be my Ladybug.

Like……… Adrien…. kid… dude… bruh…

And he winks at her a lot??

Originally posted by miraculousgifs

And touches her a lot???

Originally posted by lovelysemixo

And it’s clear that he admires her one way or another?

Originally posted by ionlywannaseeyousmile

Hahahaha……….. kid… pls.

He doesn’t have to say or realize he has a crush on her too. I honestly think it’s less that he’s not interested in her, and more that he’s completely oblivious about his own feelings because of Ladybug being at the forefront of his mind. But I think, deep inside, he just sort of knows.

Then again he is a French teenage boy so……………. I don’t know…. I mean, I’ve seen him touch Chloe’s shoulder? And Juleka’s? Maybe he’s just the touchy feely kinda dude. He is starved for affection after all, someone love him pls

But, I mean, they’re obviously made for each other anyway. In the end, they’ve always liked each other. In the end, the four ships are two dumb people circling around each other so! It’s all good??

Originally posted by ladynoir-aka-life

Has anyone considered the fact that maybe Lance just isn’t good at math and science? Like. Instead of saying “oh it’s because of this” or “it’s not his fault it’s the circumstances” maybe just think about him genuinely not understanding math and science, and it having nothing to do with his adhd or anything else he might have, his brain just isn’t wired that way, because as someone who is failing those classes no matter how hard I try, that seems to be the most likely option

guys…..kaz is such a mcfreakin nerd…you know what i just considered??? he wears a well tailored suit, gloves, and a top hat. you know who else does?? i mean idk how they’d look in the grishaverse but magicians. MAGICIANS. you know, like the one that fascinated kaz as a kid…in six of crows inej says all the barrel bosses wear flashy patterns and such, but kaz keeps it simple (i dare you to google magicians. they’re all in black and white with red accents. i.e. simple) and when she calls him out or whatever he says “i’m a business man”. i bet he said it because i’m a magician would sound a lot less cool, but think about it…. a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes. “i’m going to invent a new trick”. the way he runs his cons and uses sleight of hand tricks….that nerd probably considers himself a magician anyway.

catfishmaster  asked:

🔥

This isn’t even really an opinion but does anybody else remember how L literally had to take a moment to recall WHO Naomi was after he heard her name?? like.. idk they helped you solve one of the greatest cases in your career and risked their life for you (though arguably the book wasn’t written till post-series, so whatever…) but who dat?? I guess my opinion is that L literally cares about nobody lmao you could have met him seventeen times but if you’re irrelevant he would be like “hmm, your face seems familiar for some reason but I just can’t place it, anyway nice to get acquainted” pfffffff

anonymous asked:

Jealous Josh???? I mean guuurl there is no one on this planet who could write a better imagine so please please please write a jealous Josh imagine? Something like you go clubbing and you meet your old friend but he doesn't know you're taken so he's all flirty and stuff and then Josh notices and is all jealous and it ends fluffy like you reassure him you love him and stuff??? (Don't have to be like this it's just an idea you can write it as you like and as you're comfortable with) thanks ily!!!!

Thanks for your request and all the kind words!! 

JOSH DUN IMAGINE 

“Babe, can you tie this?” you ask, your hands were holding up the thin piece of fabric on the back of your shirt.  You’d been fiddling with it for a bit now, but sighed in defeat.  Luckily Josh was just emerging from the shower, the steam rolling out of the door as soon as it opened.  He had a towel wrapped around his waist, you subtly gawked at his v-line and dripping wet body.  

“Sure,” he said before knotting the towel and making his way over towards you.  He took the fabric and you let your hands fall.

“Thanks,” you smile, giving him a peck on the cheek before going into the bathroom.  The mirror was all fogged up, you wiped it down before starting your makeup.

“Tyler’s picking us up in ten minutes,” Josh said as he grabbed some floss from the shelf, “will you be ready in time?”

You nod, leaning over the sink obnoxiously to apply your mascara, “Yeah, I’m good.”

“You look beautiful,” Josh murmured, pulling you into his bare chest and planting his lips on yours.  

You smile against the kiss, “Mm, and you look very handsome.  Is this how you’re going?” You ask, indicating towards his naked torso.  

Josh smiled wide, “I call this the ‘I-hate-laundry-so-I-won’t-wear-clothes’ look, you like?”

You laughed, pressing your hands against his pecks, “I do, unfortunately, I think a lot of other girls will too,” you chuckle softly, “that I don’t like so much.”

“Aw, babe,” Josh fake pouted, wrapping you up in his arms and giving the top of your head a kiss, “you know you’re my one and only.”

Just then a car honked outside and you smirked at Josh.  “Now who’s not ready?”

He pulled away from you sticking out his tongue like a three-year-old and rushing into the bedroom to pull a shirt on.  Then, together, you walk out to Tyler and Jenna’s car, ready for a fun night together.  

The club was a little crowded.  Nothing like what it can be like though.  You’ve been to this same bar before, many times in fact, and it’s so packed you could barely move.  Tonight, there were just the right amount of people.  Enough where you could dance freely without anyone really noticing.  But not so much where you couldn’t escape the dance floor if you needed to.  

You and Jenna walk in, arm and arm, chatting about each of your days events.  Tyler and Josh lingered behind talking about god-only-knows what.  You started off small, sipping on this fruity drink Josh had gotten you and scoping everyone out with him.  Jenna and Tyler went straight for the dance floor, something you couldn’t help but chuckle at.  Tyler busted out some pretty intense moves for someone who was always sober.  

“I’d need at least three shots to do that,” you say.  Tyler had his elbow cocked and his legs doing some strange jig.  It had Jenna laughing though, probably his ultimate goal.  

Josh laughed.  He had one arm slung casually around you, the other holding a cup of beer.  Eventually the two of you joined in on the dancing.  You were a horrible dancer, so you mostly just jumped and swayed your hips.  You really didn’t care as long as you didn’t spill your drink.  

After a few songs you lost track of Jenna and Tyler, you stood on your tip-toes trying to scan the crowd.  It was Josh that eventually scoped them out in the corner.  Jenna was seated, her head in her lap, Tyler was kneeling in front of her, one hand on her knee.  

The two of you made your way over, Josh’s hand hovered on your lower back until you broke through the crowd.  

“Everything okay?” You ask, slightly concerned.  

“She’s getting one of her migraines,” Tyler said.  

“Is her medication in the car?”

Tyler nods, looking back at you with pierced lips.  

“You stay with her,” you say, “I’ll go grab it.”

“I’ll grab her some water,” Josh suggests.

Tyler mouths a ‘thanks’ to the both of you and hands over his car keys.  You start making your way to the exit.

The cool air feels nice on your hot skin.  You almost wished Tyler would have parked further away so you could have enjoyed it longer, but in no time, you have Jenna’s medication in hand and you’re reentering the bar.  As you open the door, it slams into something solid and you cringe when you see that it’s a person you’ve so graciously hit.  

“Oh my god-“ you gasp, your free hand flying up to cover your mouth, “I am so sorry!”

The man turns and you’re even more surprised to see it was your prom date from senior year.  

“Holy shit!” he exclaims, all concerns for being hit by a door forgotten.  “Y/N! I can’t believe it, what the hell are you doing here!”

“Wow, hi!” You say, still shocked, “I live like five minutes down the road, I’m here like, all the time.”

“No shit, I just moved here a bit ago, trying to meet some new people, try new things and all that,” he chuckles.  “Hey, you look amazing,” he says.

“Thanks, you look great too.  Can’t believe it’s been, what? Seven years?”

“It’s crazy.”

The two of you spark up conversation like it’s nothing, like seven years haven’t passed, like you’d never been apart.  You forget all about Jenna’s medication still clutched in your hand.

JOSH’S POV

“Dude, where’s Y/N?” Tyler asks.

“I don’t know, how long’s it been?”

“Long enough, I didn’t park that far.  You should go check on her.”

I stood up from the chair, giving Jenna an encouraging pat on the back before walking away.  I really did feel awful for her.  I’d had migraines in the past.  Nothing to mess around with.  

I make my way to the door when the image in front of me stops me dead in my tracks.  Y/N definitely wasn’t lost, unless it was in this dude’s piercing blue eyes.  It feels like my stomach dropped to the floor.  What the fuck?  

I pride myself on being laid back. I’m easy-going, reasonable.  But watching Y/N look at someone like that, that wasn’t me, that didn’t settle well.  I stayed back, too stunned to move. Y/N was hunched over, laughing at something this guy said.  My jaw clenched when she touched his arm delicately.  This was definitely flirting and I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me.  But as angry as I was, it didn’t compare to the dread building up in my stomach.  I was always so scared of losing Y/N.  My anxiety always found it’s way back in my head, saying things like ‘you’ll never be good enough’ and ‘eventually, she’ll find someone better’.  I was afraid that maybe she finally did.  My instincts told me to walk away, but instead, I started walking closer, my fists clenched at my side, my heart beating in my chest.  Their conversation started to become clearer.

“I think we ought to dance a few songs, see if you still got those moves,” he says.  “Come on, let me buy you a drink first—“

“Oh, there you are babe,” I say, pretending I didn’t just hear his invitation, “we were worried you got lost.”  I walked casually between Y/N and the guy and wrapped my arms around her waist, planting a kiss on her lips.  I faced the guy after I pulled away, staring him straight in the eye.  Not bothering to ask who he was or why he was hitting on my girlfriend.  I was pleased to see how startled he looked, though.

“Um, Josh this is (idk, your prom date’s name lol),” she says.  

(Whatever his name is) holds his hand out towards me.  I make an exaggerated effort to look at his open hand, but keep mine planted firmly in my pocket.  I hated this whole asshole regime.  But I didn’t know how else to show her I cared that she was flirting with someone else.  

“Uh, nice to meet you,” the guy said warily.  

I stare at him intently, realizing what a douche I’m being but too angry and hurt to act differently.

I almost sighed in relief to see Tyler practically dragging Jenna towards the exit.  She looked awful, but I knew that it was our cue to leave.  

“Hey guys,” Tyler said, “Sorry to interrupt, but I really gotta get her home.”

I nod, and before Y/N can say anything else to the guy, we turn and walk out the door.  

The ride home is horrible.  Y/N is so mad.  I can already tell.  She’s got her body positioned as far away from me as she possibly can and stares out the window the entire time.  My chest feels hallow and the voice in my head keeps repeating the same three words over and over again; she’s gonna leave. She’s gonna leave.  She’s gonna leave.  

YOUR POV

“What kind of archaic shit was that?!” You bellowed as soon as Josh closed the door to the apartment.  You turn towards him, your fists clenched.  

His eyes widen and he steps back.  

“Seriously?” You yell, “What the fuck was that?”

Josh rolls his eyes, his hands dig in his pocket until he finds his wallet.  He pulls it out and tosses it on the counter.  

“Whatever,” he mutters, about to walk away.

“Oh no,” you say, the anger boiling up inside of you.  You grab his arm and spin him towards you.  “No fucking way are you walking away right now.”

You stare so intently at him, determined to get a response out of him.  But he won’t even look at you.  His eyes trace the ceiling, the floor, the wall behind you.  Anywhere but you.

You begin to realize you’re not getting anything out of him, so you continue, “Do you have any idea how fucking rude you were?  Acting like a thirteen year old angsty teenager.  You embarrassed me!”

Josh stared at the floor.  His hands were buried in his pockets again.  Your nose twitched.  You wanted to make him as angry as he was making you.

“In front of such a nice guy.  (whatever his name is) and I were having a really good conversation and you just jumped in and acted like some uncivilized, caveman.  I was having so much fun too and—“ you pause.  You were almost out of breath from yelling so much.  “Why aren’t you saying anything?” You plead, voice softening.  

Your change in tone makes Josh look up, finally making eye contact with you.

“Why don’t you just go back then?” he asks casually.

Your face contorts into a puzzled look.  “What?”

“To the bar.  Why don’t you just head back, I’m sure he’s still there.”

He isn’t mocking.  He isn’t being sarcastic.  He’s genuinely suggesting that you go back to the bar without him.  

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“Because you were having such a good time,” he says, like it’s obvious.  

Your face softens.  You’re finding it very hard to stay so mad when Josh is just standing there looking so defeated and drained.  

“It’d be no fun without you,” you say.

Josh immediately scoffs and you can tell that he truly doesn’t believe what you’re saying.

“Josh,” you start, “why did you get so jealous? Honestly?”

His eyes drop again and he brings his hand up to scratch the back of his neck.  

“I’m an idiot, I don’t know, I’m sorry-“

“No,” you cut him off, “Why did you get so jealous?”

He looks up at you and keeps eye contact.  His eyes are hallow, sad even.  You can tell he’s having a hard time finding words, but finally he speaks, “I don’t know, I just—“ he pauses again, gathering his thoughts, “I just, sometimes I have these thoughts.  These thoughts that I’m not good enough for you.  And I know you’re going to say that’s irrational and stupid or whatever, but I can’t convince myself that it is.  I try to.  I really do, but I can’t.  I still think it.  I still fight it.  And tonight, I just got so scared that it was happening.. That you were gonna find someone better, and I just-“ he pauses, “I just freaked out.  I’m sorry.”

You frowned, your whole insides aching with the thought of Josh struggling with such demonizing thoughts.  You took a step forward, wanting to convince him that he was wrong, but remembering what he said.  That whatever you said didn’t matter.  That he couldn’t stop believing it.  A tear rolled down your cheek and you continued moving closer across the room until you were only inches away from him.  He looked down at you, exhausted and looking so defeated.  

“I love you,” you whispered, taking his hands in yours.  “I love you,” you said, emphasizing the last word, “so much.  And I’m sorry.  That guy was just some stupid guy from high school.  We were just catching up, I promise.  I’m sorry I made you jealous, I’m sorry I made you feel not good enough, and I know you said I can’t convince you that you are good enough, but I’m going to try.”

Josh squeezed his eyes shut, looking like he was trying hard not to cry.  You delicately moved your body closer to him, wrapping your arms around his torso and letting your head rest against his chest.  You stayed there, finally feeling his arms around you, his hands running up and down your back.  You’d always stay here, because this was home. 

“Besides,” you say, pulling back and giving Josh a slight smile, “I could never go for a guy like that, you’re my one and only.”

we hit 3k like a week ago 🎁

and I still haven’t figured out what to gift you guys!! I mean, I could just be super lazy and just make my next pose pack my 3K gift but I actually want to do something different for you guys this time! 🙂

SO, I was thinking!! INSTEAD. I could do a giveaway! But not a normal giveaway where you just like/reblog a post and then the winner’s random! But where you guys edit a picture (of one of my sims) for me and then at the end of a week or whatever I choose my favourite edit (or maybe you guys could vote? idk? i need to work out the details!) and whoever created my favourite edits would win! 

(I think I saw someone else do something similar not long ago, but I can’t remember who it was D: edit: @smubuh did!!!)

I was thinking I’d upload an album of maybe 10-15 different screenshots (of a mix of different characters!) and you could all choose whichever image you wanted! Then there would be more variety! I WAS ALSO THINKING that because not everyone is amazing at editing (eg. sandy herself lmao) I thought I could also set a writing prompt or something? So if people didn’t want to edit a picture they could submit a short like 200-300 word piece of writing?  

Like I said, I haven’t worked out all the kinks yet! I’m gonna think more about it tomorrow and if I decide to do this I’ll make a post for it with all the rules and guidelines!! Would any of you guys be interested?? (I’m thinking there’d be maybe 3 winners?) 🎁 

(I know a lot of you guys are still waiting on getting the parenthood pack so that’s another reason this might be a good idea! 🙂 and my exams start next week and go on for a month so I really won’t have time to create anything special for you guys :( )

anonymous asked:

Okay did anyone else see the long post about Tess at Harry's show by Cris? It's on s side blog of hers called bird cage or whatever. It's so detailed and from a "friend." Who the hell goes and watches enough about "the girlfriend" and not Harry? Like honestly so fucking detailed. And then sheena tagged it saying she was with the friend who gave the info and also saw Tess and backed up the story. But I also thought that sheena was front row? (Ps I'm sending this to others cause idk who's on)

These two are known manipulators!!!!!They’re doing their best to continue to sell the Larry is everything story and Tess is the beard Harry really doesn’t want.

I haven’t read the post but I know their game.🌸

hey, writers!

i would really love it if we could do larry remix fic fest like they do for hp/drarry. i really love reading those and i think it would be really cool. right now it’s just a thought and idk who else reads them or knows what i’m talking about, but i’m about to tag the hell out of some writers just to make sure you see this and think about it a bit. here’s a link to the 2017 drarry remix fest, check out the faqs and info so you can see what it’s about. 

@louandhazaf @alarrylarrie @waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee @a-writerwrites @phd-mama @greenfeelings @alivingfire @gloriaandrews @100percentsassy @xabjectlessonsx @theficwritersblock @nottooldforthisship @lucystarkid @lululawrence @dimpled-halo @juliusschmidt @cherrystreet 

ok so tumblr is being a pain in the ass so i’m not tagging anyone else, but please reblog or message or whatever. this is just literally a thought that i just had when the hd-remix post came across my dash, so i have no well formed ideas about it at all. it’s totally possible that this has been done before and i’m just not aware of it.

Am I allowed to go into the murky waters of speculation and headcanon for Bendy and the Ink Machine or is it too soon? Too bad, I’m going in anyway. I been thinking about Bendy’s voice and how since he originally started out as a silent cartoon (more than likely), I kinda had this idea that he learned to speak over time by mimicking Joey and the other animators. So when I hear folks doing voice acting where he has that Brooklyn accent like the guy in the recording left in the studio, I’m like YES because that’s exactly what I picture. Bendy picked up the accent too. It would have taken time for him to learn that and we don’t know how long Bendy has been “alive” like, you see evidence he’s there in the studio with you causing stuff to happen throughout the first chapter, although some think he doesn’t show up until the end because you had to summon him, idk what’s right. I assume he and Boris have been around for a good while and Bendy is now all bent out of shape over being abandoned and whatever else.

Anyway!!! Like I said!!!

TBH! Some Virgos really just like to hear themselves talk and seem like they’re giving the best advice but really??????? I’ve noticed that some really don’t care to help people and it’s not a first nature thing like some people make it out to be! Sometimes they’ll just help people out to be like “well I’ve done this for you or I’ve done that for you” just to throw it back in their face to get what they want. Can we stop hyping them up like they’re just the best of the BEST? Like Noah fence not all of them are like that it’s really a lot of them I’ve been around and I can’t hold every single one to those who act like that and I guess they’re underdeveloped or whatever but come on now 🤷🏾‍♂️ and I know a few people in the astro community who are Virgos and they’re some of the best despite some. AND I have a problem with the ones who tend to act like they’re better than everyone else and keep themselves on these little pedi stools like they run something like no you’re stuck up and rude so stop.