so i just saw someone insinuate that robron’s relationship is entirely based on sex, that’s it, and that’s why they’re in such a mess?
their relationship hasn’t been based ‘entirely on sex’ since 2014?? 2015 at the latest??
the reason they’re such a mess (and why this sl in particular is impacting them so much) IS BECAUSE THEY’RE SO IN LOVE. they literally love each other so much it hurts, and they cannot fathom a future without each other? if their relationship was just sex, they wouldn’t feel everything to such an extent??
1. You need to know that I will love you through literally everything.
You did something wrong? It’s okay, people make mistakes, it’s what makes us human and I want to help you grow from it. No matter what you did, you will learn from it and I will forgive you but more importantly, I will help you forgive yourself.
You reached success with something? I’m so proud of you. I will help you feel proud of yourself, pride in yourself is important. No matter how small your success you deserve praise.
2. Please please please talk to me. I know this is very vague but that’s really all there is. If something excites you and you think of telling me about it, do it. Your happiness makes me happy and the smallest details in your life, joyous or sorrowful, are important to me. I will always care about what you have to say.
3. Never ever ever feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to around me. If you are ever uncomfortable in any situation I will help you become comfortable. Your needs are important, even if that need is for me to go away. My only request is that you let me know what’s going on so I understand.
4. All I could really ask of you is your honesty. Anything you tell me will be appreciated if it’s said honestly. Even if it’s negative. Yes, the truth can hurt sometimes but at the end of the day the fact that you chose to be honest with me will help me to forgive, love, and trust you more.
5. All of these things I will do for you as well. With two people there are two parts and to expect you to hold up your end of the deal without doing the same has never seemed right to me. There is work involved. Please hold up your end so I can hold up mine.
6. I am still learning a lot of this. We can learn together. No matter how long or short our time in life together, we can learn from each other.
Letters to My Lover, 6 Things I Need You to Know. By d-earvincent.
Hoseok laid down with his eldest son Haewoo who was half asleep. The newest additions in the household were your newborn twin sons Taegon and Inkwon, kept everyone on their toes. The fact Haewoo shared a room with the twins often made Hoseok pick up Haewoo and take him to the living room along with his blankets and pillows and lay down of the foamy matts that covered the floor for so the little ones wouldn’t hurt themselves. “The boys keeping you up?” Hoseok asked as Haewoo nodded lightly. “I’m sorry buddy. I know the house is getting too small now with the twins” he whispered again as he stared up at the dark ceiling.
You would be woken up a few minutes before 6 in the morning by the loud cries that filled the air. Even if it was only the second week the twins were home you could tell their cries apart with ease. Little Inkwon was crying as his twin slept peacefully beside him. Picking up the small boy you made your way into the kitchen to grab a prefilled bottle of breast milk. You looked in the living room to see Haewoo fast asleep almost laying on a half awake Hoseok who made eyes contact before rubbing his eyes.
You stepped into the kitchen more bouncing your hungry boy who was now simply making sounds in hunger. You grabbed a bottle and headed to the microwave. “How long have you been up?” Hoseok asks as he comes up behind you. His head laid itself against you as you pressed buttons on the microwave and hitting start. “Not long after Taegon’s 2Am wake up call we slept for a few hours” you say as he nods.
“Haewoo needs his own room” he tells you as you turn to him “we don’t have the money to move or anything right now Hoseok” you tell him “I know I’m just saying” he says as he rests his hand on top of Inkwon’s tiny head rubbing it lightly. “We have to move before the twins start school” he tells you as you nod. “I know” you say as he opened the microwave seconds before it beeped as took the bottle out. He tested it against his arm before handing it to you.
Sucking filled the room as Inkwon began drinking the second it touched his mouth. “I just wish we had a daughter” you say as he chuckles “we can always try again” he hints as you shook your head no. “3 is more than enough” you tell him. “Safe sex for the rest of our reproductive lives then” he says as you nodded. “You look great you know?” he asked as he looked at you. You were still carrying your baby weight so you wore his shirts and baggy pj pants to sleep in, your hair was a mess, your eyes were tired but to him you looked fine as ever. “Shut up its too early for your flirting” you says as you move passed him with a smile.
He follows behind you to see that Haewoo was up and dazed as he looked for Hoseok “hey little man how are you” he asked as he headed over and sat down beside him “you hungry? I can get you cereal” he says as he received a nod. “Well I guess we can’t go back to sleep for awhile” he says as he passes you. After getting his eldest cereal another cry filled the house. Taegon was up. He sighed but smiled loving his little chaotic family.
What is it like to be 27 im nearly20 and i still feel like im 16 wth is wrong with mee
Haha, nothing, anon. Nothing’s wrong with you. I mean, it varies from person to person depending on your experiences, but I know when I was 20 I had no concept of adulthood. I didn’t want it. I had failed at and dropped out of uni, spent half the year looking for a job and ended up doing an unpaid internship on the other side of London and working maternity cover in a school doing admin and really didn’t have much in the way of life experiences and I had no money and I thought I was straight.
27 is… I mean, personal opinion, but with each year that I get closer to 30, I feel that bit more secure with myself. I remember being younger and someone telling me that by the time you hit 30, you stop giving as much of a shit about what other people think. It becomes so much easier to just live your life. And I kind of see what he meant.
The older I am, the more comfortable I am in my skin - and I’m always gonna be an introvert with a weird shameless streak, I’m always gonna have anxiety issues and social anxiety and that’s never going to change, and in some ways I’m always going to be seriously concerned with what people think, but in other ways - I know myself so much better than I ever did at 20 and with that, it becomes easier to be yourself. Without even realising it.
Everyone always says you spend your 20s worried about your future, with no fucking clue what you’re doing. My experience, being surrounded by 50-somethings who are having problems at work, who are stuck with how to go forward, is that most people never know what they’re doing because the only handbooks that exist are written by people who aren’t you and aren’t living your life and don’t even know what they’re doing most of the time, anyway.
When you start working full time (or at least this is true for me), you get thrown into environments where you’ll get treated like an adult, even if you don’t feel like one. It’s a bit fake it til you make it - keep pretending, until eventually you get to a point where you’re having a genuine conversation with your friends about the sorry state of your pension over drinks and you realise that yes - yes in some ways, ~adulthood~ comes for all of us.
And in a lot of ways, you always assume everyone around you has their shit together way more than you and are way better than this horrible adulting thing. They don’t.
At 27, I’m surrounded by a lot of people who I’ve known for 15-20 years getting married and having babies and making society-approved decisions and I’ve also held enough babies to know that that’s not what I want my life to be for a while yet - and I feel secure in that. At 27 I know people who feel a whole spectrum of ways about this because the reality is, even a lot of the people doing it don’t necessarily ready for a life change that Big. For some people it’s the most natural choice in the world.
I don’t know. Some people know what they want to do and some people eventually just fall into a secure job and cling onto it with all their might (that’s me, I did that).
I think I’m happier now. Or at least, it’s easy to know what makes me happier. I have more flexible income than ever which means more holidays, more spontaneous spending decisions and I’m terrible with money - horrible with it, should not be listened to, but the ability to just book a holiday and go and the idea that I can pay a little more for comfort is cool (and it feels like this is a thin window in my life where I’m able to make the most of this). I still live with my parents for a number of reasons slightly beyond my control, and I have no dependants so again - this really is different for everyone.
But also I’m still a Mess™. Everyone is a Mess™. They may try to show you different but. Nope. Everyone is a Mess™.
My executive function issues, the anxiety, the occasional bouts of depression are always there and get easier in some ways, not at all in others. That’s always gonna suck, but you get through it for the times when it sucks less. And those times always come. Always.
I just. I wouldn’t want to go back. I wouldn’t. I still haven’t done much with my life and I still have no idea what I want to do with the rest of it and that’s ok. That’s fine - I’m still working things out. The beauty is that - yeah #yolo, but also, there’s no time limit to when you can sort that shit out. Yes you have to take responsibility for yourself and your life. Let yourself learn how to do that. But… you don’t have to be in your dream job tomorrow. There’s no set path to anything. Slowly understanding that you can’t look at getting older as nothing but a failure for all the things you’ve yet to do is so difficult. I struggle with it a lot. But then I remind myself of the things I like about my life - and yes, how far I’ve come since I was a teenager/in my early twenties.
Your priorities change, too, so what you think is the most important thing in your early twenties can be the opposite, years later. For me - the idea that I’ve lived through things and nothing has ever been the big Certain End of the World that I thought it was going to be - not even slightly. (This may be the anxiety talking, I guess). You get through things. Feelings pass. All feelings - good and bad.
You lose shitty friends and sometimes you lose good friends but you gain friends too. You really get to grips with who you’re gonna keep in your life because you’re not in a place where you’re necessarily seeing them every day or every week or every month. I have a friend who I meet up with once a year and talk to very little in between and it’s still always as wonderful every time we meet as it was when he was basically living in my uni dorm.
I don’t know. I love it, is what I’m saying. It’s still hard and I still have no clue what’s happening and I still struggle constantly, but it’s so good as well. Each new year is worth the wait, you know? And some years are shittier than others but that’s life. I just. Yeah.
You’re not doing anything wrong. The way you feel isn’t wrong and it’s not unusual and maybe you’ll always feel like you’re younger than everyone else around you but that’s probably not true. You’re not failing anything or late to the game. You haven’t missed some big human being conference where everyone got told how to manage their lives effectively from here on out.
The idea of getting older is sort of horrifying, in a way. It is. But the actual process - the shit you learn to deal with, the shit you learn about yourself, the ability to look back at younger you and think ‘I came from that and now I’m here and I know more things now’ never goes away, I think.
Okay so I broke my hiatus again this morning so I’m logging off forreal soon and getting some shit done but this post is just a reminder to any Brits (or Scots, Welsh, Northern Irish, however you wanna define yourselves) who see it to GO AND VOTE TODAY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
Every time it’s the young people who don’t turn out and all we do is suffer for it. Remember Brexit? Change isn’t just going to happen, we have to make sure we’re out there, getting our voices heard.
I like to think that post TFP Knockout becomes an Autobot medic working directly under Ratchet and they form a mentor/mentee kind of bond/relationship and Ratchet eventually comes to think of Knockout as his adopted son (not that he’d ever admit that aloud).
Omg guys so Baz grew up in his scary big mansion far away from roads right? So he probably never got trick or treaters because the kids were too afraid (and probably too lazy) to go all the way to the front door.
Which means Baz has absolutely no experience with trick or treaters.
So just image Simon and Baz living together and it’s Halloween, and suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Baz opens the door, and there are 3 kids, dressed so well that Baz thinks there are actually a real ghost, vampire and witch in front of his house.
Just imagine his reaction omfg.
“SNOW THERE ARE MONSTERS AT OUR DOOR AND I SEE MORE OF THEM WALKING THE STREETS GRAB YOUR SWORD THE APOCALYPSE HAS BEGUN”