it's all about loving your parents

To all my overachievers who don’t get praise from parents and loved ones anymore because it’s just expected of you to do well: I’m proud that you passed that test, I’m happy you graduated with honors, I love that you try your hardest all the time.

I know sometimes the lack of support and encouragement from those whose opinions matter the most to you can be disheartening, but keep pushing through and being the amazing person you are.

Saturn in the 5th experience

It’s the experience of not knowing what to do. Having fun is a foreign concept as a kid. Your idea of fun is playing grown-up games. In particular I loved to play Animal Crossing because I could own a house, pay my mortgage, talk to my neighbors, and fish. It was the fun of being responsible. It was the fun of knowing that life isn’t all about having fun. In fact, I almost never had experiences. I was too scared to ask my parents. I felt like fun was something other people could have. I felt like creativity was meant for others. Relationships were meant to be for the long-haul. Saturn whispers in your ear that if it isn’t long-lasting, don’t do it. You’ll regret it later. So you ball up into yourself thinking that it’s best to keep to yourself and not do anything crazy. You don’t realize you’re robbing your young self of experiences.

Or are you?

Because Saturn teaches you that it’s ok to have fun once everything else is done. You can enjoy life when you have attended to all of your duties. As you grow, he smiles encouragingly as you take the first steps into experiencing all that this life has to offer. You go out to parties with knowledge floating in the back of your head that will keep your night spectacular. There will be no near-death experiences for you. Your relationships will be serious in nature because you seek out those who are serious as well. You skip the heartbreak and go straight to the soulmate style love because Saturn told you to wait. Keep your head down. Don’t go after the playboy. Your art will have a lasting quality that will stand the test of time because you took your time. You placed your love, your heart, your soul into it. Saturn took notice. He knew you could handle the lesson he wanted to teach you.

anonymous asked:

i really enjoyed your coffee shop fic, it is one of my favourite berena fics, sad that it ended! berena prompt: bernie introduces serena to her parents?

hey thanks pal! all good things come to an end, or something else fun and pretentious like that. anyway. thank you for a lovely prompt, here it is, in all its glory! thank god for long train rides, am i right?

Its amazing that some of you have great, loving, caring parents and all but some people don’t. SOME PEOPLE DO NOT HAVE LOVING, CARING PARENTS. If someone is speaking up about any type of abuse they have dealt with regarding their parents you do not get to come in the comments with the “ your ungrateful” “ Be positive “ “ They just love you “ “ Respect them more “ comments. By doing this you are victim blaming. You are defending possible abusers. STOP  

Alright you can hate the trump family but leave Barron alone please. He’s just a kid, he has no say in what his father is doing. Hes stuck in a bad light for all the world to see because of who his father is and throwing hate at him is just going to teach him to hate more.
Although his father is horrible, theres still room for Baron to grow to be a good person. But belittling him because of who his father is is going to do nothing but harvest more hate in that boy.


There’s a story about a little kid who keeps shredding paper and his parents take him to all kinds of doctors to get him to stop shredding paper. And finally they take him to the most expensive doctor in the world who turns to the kid and he says, “Kid, if you stop shredding paper, your parents will stop dragging you to doctors.” And the kid turns to his parents and says, “Why didn’t you just say so?” The point of the story is that the kid could make himself happy by just stopping. I think that’s the point. I don’t know. I’ve been trying to figure it out.



okay well let me just get one thing straight. not all kids who grow up with strict parents are in the same situation.

some of us dont ever get to use technology ever. some of us never get to go out ever. some of us cant have a social life ie facebook, be in a realtionship etc. some of us have to keep straight a’s. or we’re a combination of a bunch

but all of us know something. growing up with strict parents isnt east. it isnt funny. its all hell. 

you constantly feel as if no one loves you because your parents dont say it enough. 

if you have siblings it an every child for themselves kind of race

your anxiety levels are so high because along with every other fucking thing you have to be stressed about your parents are always yelling which stresses you out even more

your parents are always telling you about the sacrifices they have made to raise you, as if they had no choice but to have kids

you never feel as if youll be a good enough child for your parents

you can never trust to tell your parents about a bad grade, cute guy or a new friend because you never know when theyll get mad

your practically stripped of your rights of a good childhood because your experiences are limited because you never go out, you’ll never experience your first kiss while you’re still a teen and most of your nights are spent studying and sneaking off on tumblr

you have to act like you go to an all girls school and cover all your skin all the time 

your parents never trust you they always think that you are a rebel and you have an unwholesome motive

you sneak around, doing things that aren’t necessarily bad to most parents, but are terrible to yours once again weakening the parent child trust

your friends would always cherish their families more than their friends, while you would always cherish them over your families

your friends eventually stop asking you if you can go out

if you ever god forbid have fun theyll use it against you for the next 5 years

if you ever get a bad grade you wont have anyone to comfort you, instead you experience a handful of yelling

your friends dont understand your situation. even your friends with hella strict parents dont understand cuz their all strict in their own ways. 

the worst part is:

you grow up alone. you feel as if there is no one to support you. you spend some nights crying yourself to sleep because of the stress your parents are giving you. you feel as if your family is disfunctional. you build walls around you that are extremely difficult to break down. 

This is a message to all of you who grow up with strict parents. they may not all apply to you, but if your heart tightens at some of these points, you need to talk to your parents. dont let them run your life. you ARE their responsibility. you deserve to feel loved by a family. you deserve to be tucked in and kissed goodnight. if it doesnt get better now, it never will. youll never end up doing something you love with someone you love because you were to scared to tell anyone that you were not okay. you can never fully ‘get rid’ of your parentss, so fix it now. 

The Slumber Party

Pairing : Young Sirius Black x Reader

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

I remained totally off for the first two weeks of my holidays. Sirius sent me a few letters to which I didnt reply. And he stopped writing.I cried myself to sleep for so many nights, that I lost count. This was so unfair!

I was hopelessly in love with Sirius Black. We were betrothed, and were meant to be, and all that, and it made me so jealous and angry that he actually allowed Marlene to kiss him.

“Rotten bitch” I cursed thinking about her.

My parents were worried about me and this new depression I was in. Mum asked me why I didnt meet or write to Sirius, and got grunts and growls for replies.

“(Y/N), just sort out your issues with Sirius” Mum said. “Its not very nice to hold grudges !”

“I dont care what anyone thinks, Mum !” I said. “Hes the only one who can actually do anything about it !”
Mum gave me a confused look before leaving my room.

I got a letter from Lily Evans towards the final week of our holidays, saying that shes having a slumber party at her home and that she wanted me to go. Lily and I were friends before my betrothal to Sirius, and I felt guilty that I didnt write to her all summer.
Mum was really glad about this party, of course.

“This is great, (Y/N)! Go on, have fun with your friends! It will help you get your mind off things” she said.

But Mum was right, I desperately needed something to take my mind off him. Maybe this party was a good idea after all.
I wrote to Lily that I will go.

                                 * * *

Dad took me to Lily’s house on the day of her party.
“(Y/N), come on ! Alice and Mary are already here !” said Lily, dragging me inside.

“My parents and siser are out visiting my grandparents” said Lily with an evil grin. “So we have this house all to ourselves tonight !”
“And why do I feel that theres more to that smile ?” Alice asked suspiciously
“Oh nothing! ” said Lily. “Really!”

None of us trusted her on that. But it was nice to be so free and relaxed. I was beginning to enjoy it.
We were all sitting around doing random things and talking about our miserable lives, when we heard a knock on the door.
Lily sprang up from her bed, and ran downstairs.

“What is she upto ?” I asked, feeling frightened.
“I have no clue” said Alice, and we followed her down to the living room.
Lily opened the front door, and in came a familiar face.
“James !!” She squealed, launching hereslf into his arms.

And it was not just James. Sirius stepped in behind James, and his eyes fell straight on me.There was complete silence in the room as we stared at eachother.

“Surprise !” said Lily, and then fell silent. She turned to Sirius with a self satisfied smile and said “ How do you like your surprise Sirius?”

I saw James swallowing cautiously, his eyes darting between me and Sirius.
Sirius’ smooth black hair was all out of place. And it looked so cute on him. ANYTHING looks cute on him. He wore a black shirt, and a pair of jeans, looking absolutely gorgeous.

I saw James whispering to Lily, and she looked at me with wide eyes.
“I swear I thought this was a good thing” she said, raising her hands to us.
Alice and Mary looked so shocked, they didnt move at all. Only their eyes moved between us.

Sirius took a step towards me.
There was an excrutiating silence in the room, and my ears seemed to ache because of it.

“(Y/N)” I loved the way he said my name. But I didnt let that affect me.

“Lily, Im tired. I need to sleep” I said to Lily, trying to sound stern.
“Sure (Y/N)” said Lily, and I began climbing the stairs to the room she had shown me before.

I saw Sirius’ face. He looked angry.
And the next thing I knew, he was coming after me. I ran. He ran behind me. I stumbled through the hallway, Sirius close behind me.
We wrestled with the door, but of course Sirius won - he was far more stronger than I was.He stepped in and locked the door behind us.

“Open that door RIGHT NOW” I said, feeling a bit scared.
“No” said Sirius standing in front of the door, arms folded tightly.
“Dont you play your games with me, Black” I said, anger rising.
“Is that how its going to be, (Y/L/N)?” said Sirius, calmy with a smile playing around his lips.
“You are just an arrogant ass, you know that ? Dont even think for a second that I dont get your tricks !” I spat.
“How dare you speak to me like that ?!” he hissed at me, a storm flashing in his eyes.

With that, he dashed towards me.
I moved back in reflex, falling into the bed, looking around desperately.
I saw my wand sticking out from the corner of my bag. I grabbed it, and pointed it at Sirius’ face just as he reached me.
All this action made my summery dress fly, and I immediately put a  hand on top of my skirt, my cheeks burning.

“Dont make me hurt you” I said in a small voice.
“You might as well do that, (Y/N). Its better than what you’re doing to me now !” snapped Sirius.

I felt bad hearing that.
And in a swift movement, Sirius seized my wand, and threw it across the room, and came forward, grabbing hold of my wrists and pushing me against the bed.

“Get off me, Sirius !” I yelled, pushing back at him. “Why dont you go back to your Marlene and tackle her ! She might not fight you back !”
“Are you crazy ?!” cried Sirius.
“I saw her kissing you ! And I saw that it amused you a lot ! Dont start lying ‘coz Lily saw it too !”
“What the hell, (Y/N)?!”

My hands were in pain from his strong grip, but I dint give in.

“(Y/N), I didnt know that she fancied me ! I’ve known her since we were babies !” said Sirius. “I WAS kinda surprised to think that she thought that way !”

I stared at him, my hands weakening.
“Do you know what I told her ?” he asked softly, his eyes locked with mine.
“What did you tell her ?”
“Nevermind” said Sirius distractedly, and letting go of my wrists.
He straightened, and put his hands into his pockets, and I sat up on the bed.

“I dont want to be friends, (Y/N)” He said.

I stared at him.
What did I just do ?
Pain gripped at my heart and I felt tears stinging my eyes.

“I want to be more” he said slowly.
A tear rolled down my cheek, as the pain turned to something else, and I stared at Sirius.

He came closer now, and sat on the bed, next to me, as tears cascaded down my face. He wiped them with his fingers, and whispered, “Would you like that ?”
I looked at him as he gave me a soft smile. I nodded in between sobs.
“Say it” he said coming closer.
“Yes, I want that” I said, and felt the heat rising to my face.

He smiled widely, and looked absolutely divine. He leaned forward, and I felt his soft warm lips touch mine. It was a sweet kiss at first. The second one was bigger. And then he kissed me so deeply, my head spun in its magic. His arms went around my waist and soon I was lying on my back and him on top of me, kissing.

After our first ever make out session, we lay side by side on the bed, my head resting on his chest, and his arm around me.
“Sirius” I said.
“What did you tell Marlene ?”
“I told her that I was in love with you” A smile spread on his face as he looked at me.
“I love you, Sirius ”
I love you too, (Y/N)“

After a bit more cuddling, I sat up and said ,” I think we should tell them that we are ok"
Sirius laughed.
“You should’ve seen Lily’s face !” he said, laughing.
“Shut up ! This happened because of her !”
“True that”

Lily, James, Alice and Mary were playing some game as we came down the stairs, hand in hand.
“Well would you look at that!” commented James, with a smirk.
Lily and the others smiled at us as we came forward.
“Wanna play ? We can start over!” said Lily.
“Yeah ! ” I said and we joined them in their game.
This was the best slumber party ever !

I don’t believe in love, I never have.
I do believe my parents love me, my family.
But that’s not the love I’m talking about.
The love I’m talking about…
Makes you vulnerable, weak.
It lets you take down your barriers
For someone you thought was different,
And then you just end up hurt.
It never works out.
It breaks you, even when you think you’re unbreakable.
You’re trust gets broken and then your world falls apart.
Why should you love when all it does is hurt you?
Why should you go against what your head is saying
Because you heart is saying something else?
What has love done for me other than bring pain?
Maybe I’m the girl who can’t love,
Who won’t love,
But I’m more than happy with that.
I’d rather not go through that mess,
That people call love, again.

anonymous asked:

I really dont wanna be mean or bother you, but i never really stand Damon and Delena. Its seems really abusive to me. Like, he raped Caroline in S1, I just feel so bad about it.

youre not bothering me! damons a shitty person, but tbh theyre all shitty people and they all kill people and its a whole can of warms because if damon took carolines consent than caroline also took matts consent and katherine took damon and stefans consent so basically a lot of people raped a lot of people

i also think you cant really take a vampire show where morals are thrown out the window and everyones in love with people who murdered their best friend or brother or parent and point out one specific character for doing something bad because they’re all horrible really LOL

Be Yourself

So this is my special fanfic that I wanted to write instead of an angst prompt! This is a little gift for my bi twin dragneelbooty and I for facing our fears and coming out to the world. I love you Indi and I’m so proud of you <3 I’m proud of EVERYONE who has came out, its not an easy thing to do. Just remember how proud I am of each and every single one of you and I love you all.

Remember: Your sexuality doesn’t define you, you define you.

Summary: Nashi finally built up enough courage to tell her parents her latest discovery.

“I can do this.” Nashi looked at herself in the mirror, looking as confident as she could. She gripped the edge of her bathroom sink hard enough for her knuckles to turn white, she felt her knees shake at the thought of telling people about her most recent discovery.

What she discovered both confused and scared her, but she couldn’t deny it was true. For the past few months, she felt like something was missing; she felt different. After some soul searching and help from her fellow friends, Nashi finally discovered what was wrong with her. Something that was just a simple thought, but it could also destroy the bonds she’s built with everyone over the past seventeen years of her young life. She wanted to tell everyone, to tell the world, but she decided to start with the people who loved her the most in this world.

Her parents.

Sure, some of her guildmates already knew and with their support it made her feel better about it; she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

She was scared that her parents would see her differently than just their daughter, their only child.

Shes afraid they’ll see her differently, that they won’t accept her for who she truly was.

“Nashi, honey? Are you almost done? Dinners ready and your father’s ready to eat!” Nashi snapped out of her thoughts when she heard her mother shout through the closed door.

“Coming mom!” She replied, instantly walking to the door and opening it to reveal her mother.

“Are you alright? You were in there awhile.” Lucy asked her daughter, worry clear in her expression. Even though she felt uneasy, Nashi forced a smile to her mother.

“Don’t worry mom I’m fine, lets go eat!” Before Lucy could say anything, her hyperactive daughter sprinted down the hallway to the kitchen.

“Okay…” Lucy muttered, slowly walking behind to the kitchen.


“Hey Nashi, guess what daddy did today?” The girl in question rolled her eyes at her fathers question. Already knowing what he was going to say.

“Let me guess, you kicked Uncle Gray’s butt?” She replied in a bored tone, censoring herself knowing her mom didn’t approve of her potty mouth that she apparently received from her dads side of the family.

“Damn straight!” He slammed his fist on the table to emphasize his point, apologizing when he seen his wifes disapproving glare. Turning her attention back to her daughter, Lucy noticed that she wasn’t eating much, and that was saying something since she acquired her husbands appetite.

“Nashi, whats wrong?” At her mother’s question Nashi looked up from pushing her corn with her fork to meet both her parents concerned stares.

“And don’t tell us its nothing.” Natsu spoke up. “We know you pretty damn well to know when you’re lying or not.”

She looked down again, muttering something under her breath. “I-I don’t know if I’m ready to tell you guys yet or not.” She tried to be as quiet as possible, but with her father’s supersonic hearing he easily picked it up.

“Not ready to tell us what?”

“I don’t know if I’m ready to tell you guys whats wrong with me yet.”

“Honey, you know you can tell your father and I anything. Thats what we’re here for.” Her mother’s words were calming, pushing up the phrase she wanted so desperately to tell them, but they just wouldn’t come out.

“I know that.” Her voice was a little ruder coming out than she intended. “I’m sorry, I just… don’t know how to tell you.” She felt tears rising at the back of her eyes from all the intense emotions she was feeling. Seeing her watery eyes, her parents both got up from their seats to go kneel in front of their only child.
“Why are you crying baby girl?” Natsu asked sympathetically, using his nickname that always made Nashi feel special. He placed his hand on her arm, rubbing it to try to console her. Nashi’s tears overfilled the back of her eyes, now streaming down her cheeks.

“I-I’m just so scared to tell you… but I want to tell you.”

“We don’t want you to be upset honey, please tell us whats bothering you. We’ll do our best to fix it.” Lucy placed her hand on her daughter’s thigh. Nashi felt so loved by her parents, she knew they were her parents world. Thats why she didn’t want to ruin it with what she was going to tell them.

“I don’t want you guys to think of me differently. You’ll probably hate me if I tell you.”

“Nashi, don’t you ever say that.” She looked up when she heard her father’s deadly serious tone, only to be met with a serious face accompanying it. “There is absolutely nothing you can say or do in this world that would make your mother and I hate you or think differently of you.”

“He’s right Nashi.” The pink haired teen turned her attention to her mother. “We love you, no matter what happens.” That was it, she couldn’t hold it in. The words she so desperately wanted to say were at the top of her throat ready to be said.

“I like boys and girls.” The silence her parents had was unnerving. Nashi needed them to say something, anything.

After what seemed like hours, Lucy finally broke the silence. “You mean you’re bisexual?” The blonde let out a deep sigh of relief when she seen her daughter nod. “Oh honey, don’t scare us like that again!” Nashi blinked in confusion.


“Why would we hate you for being yourself?” Her father asked, genuinely confused. Nashi was at such a loss for words, they didn’t care? They didn’t think of her differently?

“But- I thought-”

“Nashi, theres nothing wrong with being bisexual.” Her mother gave her a bright smile, making her anxiety about the whole situation begin to fade away.

“Yeah, just think of it this way! You have twice the chance of finding someone to love.” Natsu pointed out, making Nashi’s chest warm up.

She seriously had the best parents ever.

“So you guys aren’t… disappointed?”

“Of course not!” Lucy said standing up pulling her daughter into a warm embrace. “We can never be disappointed in you for being who you truly are, Nashi.”

“Yeah! We love you for you and all your quirks.” Natsu agreed, standing up, putting his arms around his two favorite girls. “It took some major guts to tell us that Nashi. We’re proud of you.”

“I don’t deserve parents like you.” The teen threw her arms around both her parents, completing their family hug.

Lucy placed a kiss on her daughter’s forehead, happy her tears had finally stopped. “Thank you for being you Nashi, we wouldn’t have you any other way.” Lucy pulled back, offering her child a radiant smile.

“Yeah kiddo, we’re behind you one hundred percent!” Natsu pulled back, wrapping an arm around his wife’s waist giving his own grin to his daughter. “You can be an alien, a smurf, asexual, pansexual or whatever sexual and we’ll still love you Nashi. Because you are Nashi Dragneel. You’re not defined by your sexuality, you’re defined by you.” Her father finished his little pep talk, and Nashi just couldn’t take it. She flew out of her chair and back into her parents arms, tears of anxiety replaced by tears of happiness. The proud parents gave each other a quick smile before wrapping their arms around their lone child.

“I love you guys, you’re the best parents ever.”

“We love you too Nashi.” They said in unison, the group hug lingering.

Keep being yourself, no one does it better. 

Do you ever think about how many people exist? There are so many. And every single one of them have their own entire lives. They might have siblings or two actual parents who are happy together or they bounce around homes getting all these new experiences. There are some that you would probably be such good friends with. They tell the funniest jokes and give the best advice. They would make you so happy and you would feel so loved. And there are people who would probably get under your skin to the extreme that you almost consider stripping them of theirs. And there are some you would be so so envious of if you saw what they got to do or where they got to go. But you don’t. And for the most part you never will. Because there are just so many.


- Naming your child after an All Time Low member
- “Luke my kid is not going to sleep with headphones on.”
- Your kid has tremendous vocal skills
- “Don’t tell dad.”
- “Should I call Liz?”
- Fighting about diaper changing turns
- Your child being obsessed with bands its parents like
- Luke dragging them to stage all the time
- “Uncle Mikey said daddy sucked balls.”
- You scolding Michael
- Luke scolding Michael
- “You wanna see daddy on tour?”
- “This song is for my little one.”
- Lanky and tall child with lanky and tall father
- Adorable family pictures
- Holiday decorating together every year
- “I love you, my little bug and you, my big bug.”

“I do not talk to Nephilim about Downworlder business,” Lily said severely.
The Lightwood parents stared at her, and then swung their heads in sync to stare at their son.
Lily waved a dismissive hand in their direction. “Except for Alec, he’s a special case.”
- Born to Endless Night

Can we talk about this scene??

Lily, the head of the New York vampire clan comes barging in screaming for “LIGHTWOOD!”. Robert Lightwood, as the Inquisitor, assumes she’s addressing him. To which her reaction is basically “WTF dude, who are you? I need Alexander Lightwood, obviously.”

She then proceeds to launch right into telling Alec the story of the latest drama in vampire land, ignoring anything Robert tries to say. When Maryse points out that they should report to her as she’s the head of the New York Institute, Lily says flat out that she does not talk to Shadowhunters about their problems. Except she’s already there telling the whole thing to Alec, having sought him out specifically for this purpose. And the way she talks to Alec makes it obvious to everyone present that they’ve done this many many times. She trusts him and knows that he’ll help her sort it out. In fact, he’s already taken steps to sort out the situation before Lily even showed up.

So the Lightwood parents are standing there witnessing this conversation go down, and they realize two things: 1) their son knows everything that’s going on in the Downworlder world and didn’t tell them anything about it, and 2) somehow he has managed to do what no other Nephilim has, i.e. build a good and functioning working relationship with the leaders of the vampire clan and werewolf pack. Basically, Alec is boss and they had no idea.

I mean, did you SEE this part?

“Alec looked at his family over Lily’s head and shook his own head in a small, firm gesture.”

That right there is how he did it. Using his subtle authority and showing respect for others. Lily was cooing over the baby and the rest of the Lightwoods were ready to draw their weapons and attack her when she did something so innocent as making faces at a baby. Because she showed her vampire teeth. She’s a vampire, so they’re not willing to give her the slightest benefit of doubt here, even though she’s clearly friendly with Alec and he’s clearly fine with her approaching the baby. But Alec’s been willing to set old prejudice aside and he’s built a relationship with Lily that is based on mutual respect. He’s doing what no other Shadowhunter could by treating Downworlders with respect and not thinking that he’s superior to them from the start.

At first it killed me a little that Alec won’t be the next head of the New York Institute, but now… I’m thinking he’ll do us one better. He’ll do even better work by being the link between the Institute and the Downworlders. I can’t wait to see what changes they’ll all be able to do together.

Parenting isn't about you. It's about your kid.

What I don’t think parents realize about their children is ITS NOT ABOUT YOU. At all. Ever. It straight up IS NOT. I don’t care if “it’s so hard on her to see her child feel uncomfortable in their own body when she loved them that way”. I don’t fucking care how hard it is. It’s not about the parents feelings. I understand it’s painful, I understand you love them no matter what but you should PROVE IT by supporting your child NO MATTER WHAT. And, if you are a good parent, you’re NEVER GOING TO BE APPRECIATED ENOUGH. Ever. Parents need to realize that they will never get the credit they deserve, no matter how much they want it. Parenthood is not about personal fulfillment. It’s not about you. It’s about your kid. Never you. It’s the sacrifice you must be mature enough to make in order to be a good parent. God damn. I don’t even have kids and I know this.

What’s the Difference?(Cameron Dallas)

Requested by Anon


(Masterlist under reconstruction) 

Originally posted by plantsgivemelife

The disappointed looks from your parents broke your heart. 

The disapproving words from your friends hurt. 

The faces from your family members and neighbors were hard to deal with. 

But Cameron didn’t care, he barely noticed. He loved you, and everything about you. It didn’t matter to him what the rest of the world thought, because all he saw was you. You were on his mind all day, and in his heart all night. 

“Its okay,” He pulls you into his arms, as you curl into his chest. “They don’t know how we feel, they never will, but its okay. You’ve got me,” He whispers and pulls the blanket over your shuddering body. 

“Why can’t they just accept it?” You mutter, tracing patterns onto his chest.

“I don’t know,” he shrugs. “We’ll always have us,” He runs his hands over your arms. 

“Always,” You lock your hands around his waist. 

i think the shining feature of me3 is all the ambient dialogue (particularly when walking around in the citadel)

it really immerses you in the universe and makes it feel Real by giving all these random npcs their own motives, emotions, relationships, stories

like especially during a war?? its easy to forget that it affects everyone. but you get glimpses from the different kinds of relationships— refugees, doctors, soldiers (and their family and friends)

what i love about these conversations is that it shows everyday people doing what they can to help each other, whether its selling a fancy car to buy your friend some better armor or simply being there to talk with a girl whose parents might never show

i just. wow. what a game

its sunday (maybe not) so bring the popcorn + some of these to the sleepover!!

  • a funny story
  • confessions 
  • about your day
  • ships
  • !!! advice !!!
  • a dumb boy 
  • people who are making your heart go doki doki
  • something you are excited about
  • romantic stories
  • how your parents meet
  • any concert experiences
  • secrets
  • unpopular opinions
  • music thats been stuck in your head all weeK  
  • clothing looks youve been into lately
  • puns
  • this or that
  • theories
  • would you rather
  • anything else you want!! 

I hope yall know make up isn’t bad? Its doesn’t make anyone “grown” or “fast”. Children play in their parents make up all the time. There’s nothing traumatizing or abusive about showing your kids how to do make up properly. Its wrong when you yell and shame your child from enjoying harmless things. If you find children (especially little boys) loving make up wrong, that’s completely a personal problem lmao

[yes, I’m still pregnant before anyone freaks out!]

1 in 8… 12%

1 in 10… 10%

Numbers you may be seeing a lot of this week, but rarely get talked about. Did you know its National Infertility Awareness Week? The view above is one I knew all too well.

1 in 8 couples struggle with infertility. 1 in 8 of your friends, family, and loved ones have, in some way, dealt with the heartbreaking news that becoming parents may not be as simple as everyone likes to think.

1 in 10 women have received the same diagnosis I did last year: Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome. For some, a minor disruption in their lives. Severe enough, in my case, to hear the words from a specialist, “with levels like these, you’ll never have a baby without medical intervention.”

Since our diagnosis, we have been blessed by a great team of doctors and a wonderful community… I left the fertility office with a stack of prescriptions.

But I never filled them.

I just wasn’t ready to begin the ticking clock of “you have six months to get pregnant or your option becomes IVF” at 22 years old.

And sharing our struggle was well worth it when you finally get to tell people that the impossible has happened and they tearfully embrace you, saying “We’ve been praying for you for the last year!”. Thea is our true miracle baby.

Infertility is never a pleasant subject… But it is much less pleasant to experience and an even harder road to walk alone. I’ve had so many brave friends sharing their journeys this week, and not all with fairy tale endings.

The best of intentions can still lead to pretty painful interactions, “you just need to relax!”, “oh, just stop trying!”, and “you can always adopt!” are really the last things someone who’s hurting needs to hear. I’ve been fortunate enough to have such a wonderful, supportive group of friends… including those who have yet to have their own baby.

Recently, someone asked me “Are you scared it’ll be hard to get pregnant again next time?” and honestly, I’m not gonna go there. I’m human, and fear is normal when you’ve experienced something difficult, but we serve a big God with a big plan that’s much better than my own. I’m thankful for the sweet girl he’s given us and know that I am just to be faithful where ever He calls. I don’t feel like I’m “qualified” to share our story anymore, because we are expecting, but I also know it’s a testament to what can happen, even when the odds are stacked against you.

Baby dust to my friends who still walk the journey!