my 18th birthday is coming up.

*if you delete the text or self promote you will be disqualified*

hey lovely people!! I have finally decided hosting my very own first favourites! yay!! in honor of my 18th birthday coming up in a month and *ello-bby’s one year anniversary* on tumblr!! I’m so excited to see all of your beautiful blogs!  


♡ must be following me (ello-bby)

♡ reblog this post (likes for bookmarking)

higher chances:

♡ reblog this post more than once

♡ have a similar blog style as mine (modern)

♡ have an active blog!

perks of being on my faves:

♡ a spot on my FAVOURITES page yeww

♡ a follow from me if I’m not already following you 

♡ i will queue from you!

♡ promo once a week (by request)

♡ a new friend? hehe 


♡ i will choose when i am happy with the notes

♡ message me if you have any questions 

♡ banner made by me 

please dont let this flop, if it does ignore this ever happened ahh

good luck xoxo

HC that, as his 18th birthday approaches, Natsume gets slowly more and more depressed, because he knows his time with the Fujiwaras is coming to an end.

He doesn’t want to leave them, but at the same time he doesn’t want to be a burden.

So he quietly starts preparing to move out, looking for an apartment and a job.

But in the end, all his preparations end up being for nothing when Shigeru and Touko sit him down one day, and present him with adoption papers, expressions hopeful.

So I need some help here. I want to get a Deus Ex tribute tattoo on my 18th birthday and I’m trying to come up with a design. This is what I have so far and I gotta say I really like it. Suggestions? Ideas? doodles? I want the feel / style of the game with the Sarif and arc logo at least. 

this is a forearm tattoo

(design by me please don’t take– Deus Ex belongs to Edos and Squeenix and stuff)

Couple of tag memes

Just a heads up that there’s a couple of nsfw posts in my queue tonight. I’ve also posted warnings in the queue ahead of it, so if you don’t want to see then avoid my blog tonight or block the tag.

Anyway, I was tagged by @abstractwithturkey for the song shuffle meme!

  1. Heaven Knows - The Pretty Reckless
  2. Move - Little Mix
  3. Casual Affair - Panic! At the Disco
  4. Easy Love - Sigala
  5. One Dance - Drake
  6. Elastic Heart - Sia
  7. King - Years & Years
  8. Stronger - Kanye West
  9. I Feel It Coming - The Weeknd & Daft Punk
  10. Cake by the Ocean - DNCE

I was also tagged by @justkeeponsimming for the 20 questions tag!

Name: Megan
Nicknames: Megs, Megatron (i once made the mistake of telling my friend i was once called this as a joke and now she calls me that… and made that my nickname on our Creative Writing class group chat >.<)
Zodiac sign: Virgo
Height: 5′5
Orientation: Bisexual
Ethnicity: White British (my surname is French originating tho but that’s going back centuries and centuries)
Favourite fruit: Bananas, I haven’t ate any apples since I got my braces on a year ago and I miss them.
Favourite season: Either Spring or Autumn.
Favourite book series: The Hunger Games
Favourite flower: Daisies
Favourite scent: Hollister’s Silver Strand Beach, definitely
Favourite color:  It changes daily.
Favourite animal: DOGS 
Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: None! I don’t like hot drinks.
Average sleep hours: Seven or eight.
Cat or dog person? See above. My dog Paddy is the most precious little thing ever
Favourite fictional characters: Dunnoooo
Number of blankets you sleep with: One big comfy quilt.
Dream trip: I’d say Poland but I’m going there in April, so… Italy or Amsterdam.
Blog created: February 2013 (i’m an elderly simblr)
Number of followers: 1,817 fabulous people!

Tagging the last five people in my activity. Sorry if you’ve already been tagged (i’m horrendous with keeping track of my dash), and you can do either or both of these.

@pushingupplumbobs, @sims3medieval, @asimlishpixel, @melien, @boolprop

It was the Slytherins 18th birthday, and after enduring the proper birthday celebrations put on by her parents she’d managed to sneak out and take a floo to a Wizarding London club to celebrate how she saw fit. Drunk on various rounds of drinks bought for her, she now deemed it completely appropriate to climb up onto a table to dance. “Come on,” Mona smiled brightly, her voice slightly slurred as she tried to convince the other without stumbling off the edge and breaking her neck. “Can see a lot more up here.” The tiny redhead promised, adorned in a barely there dress, a soft silver glow surrounding the veela.

“i think i will let you” (part 2 of when i told you i loved you)

Originally posted by legomuke

Word Count: 2382

Warnings: lots of swearing, 

part 1


“I don’t know about this Cal.”

“Come on. It’s just one night.”

He was tugging gently on her arm. It was the eve of her 18th birthday and Calum showed up in her backyard, tossing rocks to her window at 10:00 pm, trying to convince her to sneak out with him for a surprise. Now she was standing just inside her backdoor and facing his pout.

“What if we get caught? I’m not about to get in trouble with my family the day that I become a legal adult.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “We won’t get caught. That was one time for Christ’s sakes. I won’t let it happen again.”

She sighed and bit her lip. Calum’s eyes flickered to her lips for a moment. He felt a strong compulsion to embrace her in a kiss.


He shook himself out of the daze. “Yeah?”

“I’ll go. Let me just go get changed.” She jutted her thumb behind her back.

“What’s wrong with what you’re wearing right now?” He smirked, staring at her exposed legs in the little PJ shorts she was sporting.

She rolled her eyes, not noticing his gaze. “It’s freezing outside, Cal. I’m gonna go throw on some sweat.” She whispered and rushed upstairs.

When she came back down, she was wearing a pair of sweat pants and his soccer sweatshirt. He felt a warm swell surge through him. He watched her walk out and turn around to close the door quietly. When he saw his last name printed across her back he whimpered in want. He couldn’t control himself anymore.

He was moving to hold her when she turned back around. “So what was this surprise you were telling me about?” A smile graced her lips.

He smiled at her and stuck his elbow out for her to take. “Shall we?”

She giggled and grabbed his arm, letting him lead her into the night.

“Calum!” Luke shouted. Calum jumped.

“What!?” He snapped.
“You have to get out of bed. It’s been three days.” His friend pulled back the covers.

“Luke, get the fuck out.” Calum grumbled from the bed.

“No, this is ridiculous. I know you guys had a falling out but—“

“It was worth than a falling out Luke.” Calum shouted. “You just don’t understand.”

“What happened? What was so bad that you can’t go on living?” Luke sighed and sat down next to Calum.

He was silent for several moments. Luke was going to speak up again when Calum sat up.

“She hates me.” He whispered.


“I made a mistake. I made a lot of mistakes and now—now she won’t speak to me.”

“Why don’t you just talk to her?”

“I can’t!”

“Why not—“ Luke was cut off again.

“I told her I loved her.”

The room was silent. Calum put his head in his hands and sighed. He wanted to cry but he just didn’t have the energy anymore.

“That’s shitty man.”

Calum collapsed back on the bed. “I know, fuck! What was I thinking?”

“Did you mean it?”

Calum whipped around to look at him. “What? Of course I meant it! You know how I’ve felt. It’s been 13 years! I don’t know what to do now. I totally messed up.” He sighed.

Luke left after that. Not seeing how he could help, he left Calum to his own thoughts.

Calum thought about his dream. He remembered the night.

“Where are you taking me?” She giggled. She’d been asking him since they got into the car.

“I am not telling you!” He laughed at her enthusiasm.

“But why not? I’m your best friend. I thought you loved me.” She pouted at him.

He laughed. “I do! But this is a surprise and traditionally, you don’t actually tell surprises.”

She pouted but didn’t pester him anymore. The clock on the dashboard read 10:43pm. The car pulled off the main road and onto a dirt path. The headlights shone brightly down the unlit path. They drove for another few minutes before she turned to him again.

“Are you planning to murder me? You’ll never get away with it you know.”

He laughed at her and turned down another road. “No, I’m not going to murder you.”

Calum pulled off the road. He got out of the car and met her at the trunk, pulling out a massive bag full of stuff.

“Calum what is this?” She asked.

“You and your questions.” He sighed and grabbed her hand, tugging her along.

He led her to a clearing in the middle of some trees. He set up a little picnic blanket with pillows and a couple other blankets over it.

“Settle in.” He directed her, holding up one part of the blanket and crawling in beside her.

Once they were all settled he laid back and turned out the lantern. She looked up at the sky and gasped when she saw the most magnificent arrangement of stars she’d ever witnessed. Thousands of gleaming dots were packed tightly into the small open area of sky. Stars were brighter and beautiful and she was so happy she could burst.

“Calum it’s beautiful.” She cried. Her grin was firmly planted on her face.

He smiled at her in the dark. He couldn’t help but think how much less lovely the night sky became since she was here. He was so captivated by her beauty and grace that he couldn’t even focus on the sky. He didn’t care about the stars or the moon or the trees. He cared about her. He loved her.

A beeping interrupted the silence and Calum checked his phone.

“11:11, Darling. Make a wish.” He whispered to her.

She turned to look at him. Here eyes met his in the pale moonlight. She held his gaze until she whispered to him, “I hope to God that I will never have to let you go.”

Calum woke up again when there was another knock at his door.

“Calum, honey? I’m coming in.” Joy spoke softly through the wood.

Calum rolled over, his back to the door.

She padded softly through the room and sat on the end of his bed.

“Hon, what are you doing in here?” She asked.

Calum groaned quietly. “You know why.”

Joy sighed. “Calum Thomas Hood. Are you honestly telling me that you’re in here because you told a girl you loved her?”

He turned to look at her. “It wasn’t just that. It was a total, complete, undeniable mistake I made that cost me an amazing future with the girl I’ve been in love with since I was seven. She told me she was in love with me months ago and I not only turned her down but also basically said she wasn’t good enough? I have no idea what possessed me to tell her those things because in no way are they true. I pushed her away and made her hate me.” By now he was sobbing.

“Calum, you two have been inseparable for years. If this is the thing that makes you give up on over a decade of friendship then I just don’t know if you’re really doing all you can to get her back.”

Angry and strenuous cries fell from his lips. His mom pulled him into a hug, trying to soothe his aching heart but she knew his pain wouldn’t be eased by her alone. After the longer part of an hour, Calum finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

“Thank you, Cal. This is amazing.” Her head was resting on his chest and his arm was wrapped around her.

He kissed the top of her head, “I’ll do anything for you. You know that.” He squeezed her a little closer. “You’re my number one girl.”

She smiled and closed her eyes. Listening to the sound of his heart and embracing the warmth of his arms, she fell asleep peacefully.

He noticed her breathing becoming slower and looked down at her snoozing state. He chuckled.

“If only you knew just how much I love you.” He let out a big sigh. “If only you understood what you mean to me.”

Calum woke up around 2 in the afternoon the next day. It was raining outside. He dragged himself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. A note was taped to his mirror stating that his mother and sister went out for a day in the city and if he needed anything he just needed to call.

He sighed loudly and observed himself in the mirror. “Jesus Christ, I look like hell.”

He walked back out of his room and looked at all the pictures he had of the two of them. Pictures from adventures and beach trips and shopping nightmares and birthdays. Pictures of the two of them smiling or sleeping or laughing. He thought about what his mother said. He knew she was right about it. Something within him screamed loud and clear. He had to get her back in his life. He at least had to try.

So, for the first time in days, Calum raced down the stairs clad in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He fumbled around for his shoes, trying to find something so he didn’t get too drenched in the rain outside. He shoved his feet into his converse.

Just as he was about to open the door there was a knock. He sprinted towards the door and threw it open.

Barging into his house, she was soaked head to toe in water.

“I am pissed at you.” She snapped at him. She quickly advanced towards him and jabbed his chest with her pointer finger. “I can’t fucking believe you. I can’t believe myself. Honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing here.” She was pacing in front of him.

As she ranted aimlessly, he observed her. She was wearing some old blue jeans that she always swore she would throw away but never did. On top she was wearing a dripping wet sweatshirt that he had given to her a year ago. She wore her beat up vans and her hair clung to her chin and neck. Her cheeks and nose were flushed pink and water was dribbling from the tip of her nose. She sniffed every couple sentences and she couldn’t tell if it was because of the cold or because she’d been crying. Based on the redness of her eyes, he guessed the latter.

“I don’t know what enticed me to come here and yell at you but its making me feel a hell of a lot better so I’m going to keep going. Did you know that I haven’t left my room in four days? Because of you and your fucking face and your fucking smile and your stupid fucking eye crinkles. I couldn’t stop thinking about your hugs or how good your hands feel with mine or how much I just want to kiss you. And I haven’t stop thinking about it, ever! Not even after you broke my heart.”

Fresh tears started to fall on her already wet cheeks and it hurt Calum so much but he couldn’t move.

“You fucked up 14 years of friendship, you know? Why should I forgive you for that?

“You know I believe in second chances. I gave you one too. After that night I gave you another chance to be in my life. And then you fucked up again. Normally this is where I would walk away. I would usually just say ‘you blew it’ but I can’t do that with you. You know why? Because I am so totally in love with you Calum and I wish I wasn’t so I could move on with my life but can’t because you are and have been my life for so long.”

She stood still and stared at him, panting.

“Fuck, I love you so much.” Was all he could think of. “I-I love you so much. Every part of you is connected to me. You are the reason I followed my dream of becoming a musician. You always believed in me. You always encouraged me. I wish I treated you more like the love of my life because that’s what you are. I wish I could have been brave enough to tell you I love you first. I wish I were brave enough to tell you I love you that night. That’s my biggest regret. I have a thousand moments to regret in our time together and all of them include my feelings for you.”

She was about to speak but he kept going.

“Every single moment of the day you are wonderful. I’ve never found any one who is more sensational or stunning than you are. You’re presence infatuates me and I can’t stand not being around you. I wish I’d said all theses things before but I’m saying them now. I, Calum Thomas Hood, am in love with you. And I hope that I can prove that to you every single day if you would let me.”

She stood there, starring at him in the eyes. The air was so thick with hope that she could choke on it.

“Yeah,” She nodded her head. “I think I will let you.”

Calum let out an enormous sigh and opened his arms. A smile so wide his eyes crinkled covered his face as he watched her leap towards him.

Her head tucked itself into his neck and her tears went from frustrated to happy. She pulled away and let him kiss her lips gently. An amazing sensation of affection enveloped the pair.

She pulled away and rested her forehead against his. “I love you and all, but I’m absolutely freezing.” She giggled.

He chuckled and nodded, taking her hand and started to lead her upstairs. When they got to his room, he started rummaging through his drawers for something dry and warm for her to wear.

“Actually.” She started, catching Calum’s attention.

“Yeah?” He looked at her confused.

She opened the door to the bathroom. “I was thinking of something more along the lines of a shower.” She smiled.

He grinned and quickly made his way towards her, stumbling into the bathroom and capturing her lips into a kiss while closing the door behind him.

If you would like me to change the pronouns to he/him or they/them I can! Please just message me and I’ll do so instantly! Thanks, Xx.


My brother wants to get his ears pierced so I told him ok cool, we can go this summer for your 18th birthday, just save up money and get an ID.

He comes up to me today saying if I would be willing to pierce his ears myself. Um NO. Omg I would barf or faint or something. I can’t handle these kinda things. So he decided he will do it himself. And I’m trying to tell him it’s better just to go to a professional. But being the teenager that he is, he says he can handle it. We will see.

I will do an update 😂

So @bittybutt and I were talking about Betsy the oven today and where the name might have come from etc.

And I got this idea, what if Bitty’s family on his mom’s side had a spirit/fairy in their debt who has been passed down from generations to the first born on their 18th birthday? And part of the whole thing was to give it a new name when the debt passes to you?

So Bitty names her Betsy and she ‘lives’ in things he owns, but it’s a temporary thing till they move to the haus where she decides to make the oven her primary dwelling, since that’s what Bitty uses the most beside his laptop (advanced technology doesn’t work if she’s inside the object).

Keep reading

so considering my 18th birthday is coming up I’m gonna do a bunch of shitty porn doodles and on march 10th I’ll officially put up a link to my nsfw blog (which is indeed where all of said-shitty doodles will be)

I’m extremely open for requests 

(preferably Royed but I might do some OCs)

no promises that I’ll do all of them but I’ll make a good effort 

“For years, for years I got this, it’s crazy. Not even old men, like 30′s, 20′s? Whatever you wanna call it. They’d literally come up to me and they hit on me and then they’d figure out how old I was and they’d be like, “call me on your 18th birthday.” How sleazy is that?! I got that multiple times.” Sasha Pieterse on the best pick-up line she has ever heard.



I’d like to thank Jadakiss, Fabolous, and DJ Clue for coming to celebrate Zion’s 18th birthday yesterday. Not only did they come to ‘celebrate life’ with us but they 'blessed up’ the stage and crowd. Zion was elated and everyone got to witness these gracious brothers helping to welcome my son into young adulthood. Thank you again.

Community, friends and family who came to celebrate with us, thank you also! I hope you had as much fun as we did. Thank you all who helped make the event such a delight.

Zion, Love you bad! Happy Milestone son! I wish you Love, happiness, Wisdom, enlightenment and Divine favor.


mmmmmkay so my birthday is coming up! on the 18th of may! dun dun dun

another year older, another year i’ve spent on this godforsaken site.

so to celebrate the shit i’ve endured on here (come on it’s been a lot) i decided to make a follow forever! if you’re on here it means you stood by me and i feel safe following you.

this isn’t meant to be a total complete entire list!!!! lots of people aren’t on it but are still dear to my heart.

my wonderful squad;

@thatpolaroidofus - @wefoundwondreland - @blankspacebabys - @moveoutsomeday - @thisisgonnabealifetime - @fragilelittleflamee - @shedreamsimpossibledreams - @wasridingshotgun - @soocasuallycruel - @inscrreamingcolor

my other blogs / blogs that i help with;

@karlieklosses - @wonderfulwomendaily - @rareswifts - @hollandrodsen (my main blog!)

my awesome friends, people i admire from afar, and just super cool beans;

123abcdef; @1989lesbian - @alltaywell - @andialmostdo - @apolaroidofus - @ayhtdws - @bejusttrees - @blankspaec - @bllankspace - @callsmeupagains - @colorsinautumn - @fade-into-views - @feariess - @fearlessomg - @fearsandyourghosts - @fellaswiththehellagoodhair - @femmetay - @fetusswift - @finallyclean 

ghijkl; @gettinsweptaway - @girlinlonelytown - @gotyourdemons - @hellagoodhair - @howyougethegirl - @ialmostdonotcare - @iheartsquestionmark - @ikeepcrusin - @innocehnt - @klossied - @lexiesqrey - @lornamorello - @lovetheplayers 

mnopqrs; @michellefearless - @milkshakeitoff - @mywide-eyedgaze - @nightlock - @notalotgoingonathemoment - @officialtaylornation - @ohsoswiftly - @oursong - @plzleavemestranded - @skinnycarameltay - @stayslaystay - @sunshinekarliekloss 

tuv; @taiylorswift - @taylorsdreams - @taylorsmainbitch - @taylorswifds - @taylorswiffs - @taylorswiftedit - @taylorswifti - @thingsyoucantspeakof - @thislifeissweeter - @thisloveisglowing - @tisfearless - @tombreyder - @tothisickbeat - @tswiftdaily - @tylorswft - @venuswift - @vvlldestdreams

wxyz; @washolygroundd - @wefoundwonderllands - @wegotbillstopay - @wentdowninflames - @wildestdrean - @wintiersoldier - @youareeinlove

Since I will be under a different name on the 18th, day that officially marks a year of by blog being under the name of shesanambrosegirl, and summer is coming to an end, I’ve decided to go ahead a post this now. Thank you guys for making this year so wonderful, putting up with my Crazy Hippie post, Brie Bella and Dean Ambrose rants, and making my dash fucking so amazing. I adore all of you, and I’m so very sorry if I left any of you out. 

This is what your squad goals should look like:

fearlessbanks, skippingcrazychick, deansrenee, dean-osgirl, lanasreign, bruckrumlow, briesus, heavenlytheshield, deansroman, scumbagseth, cassadysamore, allhailkingbarrett, boughtin, shinewizards, nichkhunss, yayjlee

My Favorite Fangirls:

A-C: adrianeviles, airheadrollins, ajbrie, blacktylers, cmlees, cmskunk, cruellasethvil 

D-F: deanee-express, embrozs, flawlessglamazon

G-I: glamslams, hash-tag-heel, its-ga-linda-with-a-ga

J-L: jezebelheart, juliaahr, kofiskingstonlacemeupchucktaylor, lexabliss, litasmoonsault, luchalita

M-O: missxpeep, ohhotrobvandamthisismyjam, ohmyziggler, owensfight

P-R: paigeajlee, paigeturning, raesummer, riley-garcia-good

S-U: screamforpaige, scrletwitched, shanemcmahonsjerseys, shatteredglassceilings, slayjaylee, spearforme, stephslays, sunsethflips, thebest-thebeard, theloudlunatic, ticklemehaley, uce-o

V-X: weheartrenee

Y-Z: youtappedout

My other babies:

a-fractured-fairy-tale, hippiebella, nikkibellanetwork, divasdivisionnetwork

I’m already brainstorming ideas for my Halloween party. Hopefully it’ll be held on actual Halloween - I want it to be 100% legit, unlike any other Halloween party anyone’s been to before. Traditional. Haunting. Manic. 

It’ll be a combination of graduation, birthday, and harvest party - like my 18th, another coming-of-age celebration at the threshold of winter. I haven’t spent an autumn at home since I was 14, so I want to make this really special. Worth-a-roadtrip special. 

I want to find someone to show up as the Headless Horseman, on a real horse. My great aunt could do it, but I’m hoping I’ll find someone a little more, uh, interesting. I want a bonfire and jack-o-lanterns and scarecrows and apple bobbing and hay bales and dancing and, shit, I want a midnight seance. I want compulsory costumes and warm, spiced apple cider. I don’t want drunken revelry, but I’d like to supply a little festive alcohol to those of age to drink - a limited number of seasonal beers, mead, mulled wine, cider. I want traditional occult parlor games, and I want to find people willing to do short, small performances like firebreathing, contortion, bellydancing, acrobatics, ect - some sort of cool talent they’d be happy to show off a little for minimal pay but really great atmosphere and plenty of food. I’d even save up to pay for an hour’s performance by a professional illusionist, if I could somehow score what I assume is a hard-to-book date. I want it to be awesome and memorable and irresistible and incredibly personal. I want it to feel like a veil between worlds really has been lifted for the night.