“I’ll tell you I love you as many times as it takes to mend your heart. For every bruise you’ve suffered, I’ll repeat it again. And I’ll do this until all of your insecurities wash away, or lose out to happiness.“
Heya fam! I knowww I’m supposed to be on a break and yes I am seeing your
requests (and I’ve even started a few of them) but I was thinking last night and
well … I kinda came up with this. Let me know if it’s something you’d like
to see continued maybe in the future?? Okay SERIOUSLY THIS TIME, adios
*** This is unedited?? Like just about everything else i post these days? sorry.
“Y/n? I’m Tom, nice to meet you.” A voice called from behind
me. I turned around see the familiar golden locks of Tom, the production
manager of Shawn Mendes’ world your, and- for the next three months- my boss. Tom
had hired me to assist him with the visuals on Shawn’s tour. I was only and
intern, the pay was shit, but still… I was going on our with Shawn Mendes.
I smiled a took hold of his extended hand, shaking it
slightly. “It’s nice to meet you.” I said nervously. “Very nice to meet you.”
He smiled and led me towards the arena where the Show that
night would be held. “You came just in time. I was just about to set everything
up for tonight’s visuals but maybe you’d like to do it? Give me a feel of what
your skill level is.”
“I’d love to!” I exclaimed.
“I like the enthusiasm.” He said with a chuckle as we stepped
through the door.
The inside of the arena was not at all what I was expecting.
Everyone was rushing somewhere, yelling orders to someone else. I was
immediately put into a state of alertness, ready to spring into the action.
me, talking on the phone: y’know, i always joke around wondering what might happen if klance was actually gonna be canon, and laugh it off because there’s no way, but just- hold on, here, listen to this- just- listen!! lance is so sincere and the first one to comfort keith, and he does it so well, especially if they’re “rivals”, y’know? i really think klance is gonna be canon. this is the perfect set up for it, and i can feel it. what do you think?
me, at any time throughout the day: Erik though. Erik. Boi oh boi do I love Erik. My Boy™ Architect™, Composer™, Magician™, Genius™ my absolute son. He could’ve ruled the world, My Boy. He deserves happiness. Gotta love my boy Erik.
also me: Erik u hideous dumbass wtf r u doin get ur nasty crusty self away from The Beautiful Soprano Angel™ stop killing people u psychopath it’s ur fault ur gonna die alone
my mom runs a dog insta for her dog and has a whole bunch of middle aged dog instagram friends and they leave all these sweet facebook-like mom comments on all my instagram posts. when one of her friends found out i was a lesbian she sent a homemade rainbow scarf and a rainbow snood for my dog to support me they’re so sweet and im emotional rn
in the least creepy way possible can you show us ur bedroom? idk i feel like cos you're an interesting and creative and music oriented kinda person so it'll be cool looking? like one of those tumblr bedrooms
before anyone asks: i didn’t buy those bedsheets myself, my mum did it because she knew they looked like dans and wanted to have a lol