my writing is so messy sorry

Handwriting tag!

Sooooo… I was tagged by @thefoxandhersimblr and @randomcoffeesimmer, thank you loveliessss! 
Now you can all enjoy my super-messy writing now featuring… 

  • Us,Ns and Ms looking EXACTLY THE SAME!
  • shaking hands providing a natural feeling of “does she even know how to write straight?
  • Forget about cute smiley she just can’t!!!
  • Total confusion about what features were in which previous TheSims game!

Enjoy  ♡

Also… I tag @nadinemaee @inquisitive-simmer @kismet-sims @simlishanddreams @simcataris @simmpler @squeamishsimmer @zauglom @quiddity-jones @shysimblr @crimsonsims @koffeecake @simonmars @anomalous-sims @igglemouse @foxbie and @vanillasimsfan! It’s actually one of the few times I actually tag people, so sorry if you already that! I’m just curious af :3

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Okay so here are full reference sheets for GalaCree + Rose McCree!

Since the designs were kind of spontaneous, I haven’t the best idea how exactly I want the full body outfit to look.. I hope these sketches give an idea of what materials I envision some of his clothes to be made of, or how peacemaker might look! Truly though, the designs are rather flexible and you can see that GalaCree changed since the first edit I made for a blog header. If anyone has further questions, please feel free to ask! I hope these are informative enough?

GOT7 React: Realizing They Have Feelings For You

Request: Hi ! Could I request a Got7 scenario/reaction in which they realize they have feelings for you? Thank you, I really enjoy your writing !

I am so sorry for taking so long to post this! I have three more requests to do after this, but I am still busy with more projects and I am planning getting on a job soon, so I will probably be even more busy if I get hired.

I hope you all like this reaction! It might be a bit messy and rushed, but I tried my best

JAEBUM

Originally posted by nyeong-ing


I don’t think he would acknowledge his feelings at first. He always loved to make you happy, your smile always made his day better anyway.

When he first realized how he felt about you, he was slightly in denial because it was an embarrassing thought. He didn’t think that him wanting to always hear your laugh and see your smile meant that he liked you, but then Youngjae caught him staring at you, a fond, toothy smile on his face. Youngjae whispered in his ear that he was staring and he became flustered, biting his lip.

The days kept going on and on and Jaebum was beginning to be more obvious about his feelings for you. Of course, he didn’t notice how obvious he was being, and sooner or later, all of the members began to notice how Jaebum started to nearly stick to your side whenever you were around. You noticed it too, but didn’t think much of it at first, you just thought that he missed your company all the time.

The other members would giggle behind their hands if they saw Jaebum get upset or jealous when another guy made you laugh or blush, but he can’t help it ): He wants to be the only guy that makes you laugh and smile like that.

Eventually, he does confess his feelings towards you. He was going to keep it secret for a little while longer (who am I kidding, like a year @ least) but Jackson got tired of his pining and convinced JB to tell you he liked you.

MARK

Originally posted by baddabingbaddabang


The quiet bean would be even more shy around you. Whenever he saw you, he would get excited and give you a little wave. You two were nearly inseparable. While you were a great talker, Mark was always a great listener.

This is where I believe he realized his feelings for you. You were talking about your day as he listened to you with genuine interest. You had your head in his lap while your legs were flung over Junior’s legs. Junior was on his phone during this so only Mark was paying attention to you. His elbow was propped on the armrest of the couch with his chin in his hand and he watched you with a little smile on his lips.

You were moving your hands in wild gestures, your eyes staring at the ceiling. Suddenly you laughed which caused Mark to zone out and stare at your face for a second before he snapped out of it when you clapped your hands with another laugh. Embarrassing enough, Junior caught him staring at you for that one second

Mark felt his stare on the side of his face and turned his head, only to have Junior giving him a look and a fleeting smirk before going back to his phone.

He would still be subtle about his feelings for you whenever you came around to hang out with him and the guys, but even though you were oblivious, the other members found it a little obvious since he begins to pay much more attention to you and asks for your opinion on things more often than not.

Fortunately, Mark confessed to you before Junior had to tell him that he was hiding his feelings from you for far too long.

JUNIOR

Originally posted by gotloveforgot7


On the outside, he would be indifferent, but his heart would beat so much faster if you smiled at him or you shouted his name in excitement.

He would get more bolder with you also, with his arm around your shoulders in a casual way as you both looked at your phone screen, scrolling through a social media app.

He would hug you tighter and give you more high fives when you passed by, but overall, I don’t think anyone would catch onto the fact that he really likes you.

Even you wouldn’t notice because you were thinking that he’s just been in a better mood these past few days. You couldn’t complain though because you really did enjoy his warm hugs.

He confessed to you after three weeks which caught everyone off guard because ??? wtf since when bro ?? why did u not tell ur fellow group membrES

JACKSON

Originally posted by jackseunie


Jackson would be all over you. I mean, sure, there are moments where he’s shy around you because ur too cute, but the skinship between you two would be burSTing through the roof.

He didn’t even realize you were PRETTY AS HELL?? He only noticed because there was that one time where he was taking a break in the dance practice room and you were just there? somehow  you ended up taking a nap with your head resting in his lap i don’t knoW. He was going to wake you up because his break was over, but he saw you with your hair framing your face and you just looked so comfortable and soft napping on him. He didn’t have the heart to wake you up and ended up getting scolded when he told the members he would skip practice just this once.

After accepting the fact that he has a crush on you, he would be extra extra touchy with you because ur just ,, such a soft bun.

His arms would always be around you whenever you were around and he would always pull you into a hug if you ever walked past him. Your circle of friends almost thought you two were dating since they kept noticing how Jackson always has some part of his body pressed against yours, whether it’s his cheek against your shoulder or his hand encircling your wrist.

You didn’t mind how Jackson got more affectionate because that’s just how he is, and rejecting his hugs would be most terrible thing to do because he’s such a sweet bun.

Jackson would occasionally scream your name whenever he saw you, even if it was just a picture of you on your social media. He always ran to you when you came to visit and he would give you plenty of compliments whenever you looked particularly lovely (which is like, everyday).

He confessed to you two weeks after because he’s actually really nervous about being honest with his feelings, but fortunately, you accepted his confession because you already figured out that he liked you and well - you like him too.

YOUNGJAE

Originally posted by yjarssunshine


He is trying so hard to not make it obvious. With that said, it’s kind of obvious.

Youngjae laughs at nearly everything you say and whenever he’s texting you, there’s this sweet smile on his face or he’s trying his best to suppress a giggle. At first, it wasn’t even a crush. You both had hit it off so well that you became best friends like a day after you two met.

He sometimes got a little distant when you were around because he was either busy staring at you or he was trying to not be busy staring at you. You probably weren’t even oblivious to the fact that he had a crush on you, but you weren’t going to tell him that. The members knew too, but let Youngjae think it wasn’t obvious that he liked you.

(Seriously, it’s so obvious. He clutches his chest subconsciously whenever you smile at him.)

There would be a few little brushes of his fingers against your arm or back if he was brave enough, but his legs would feel weak if you ever initiated a hug or held onto his bicep.

He would confess the same way Jackson did and you would laugh because you waited nearly a month for him to tell you his true feelings.

BAM BAM

Originally posted by seoulostboys


I think he’d be pretty proud of himself for falling for a girl like you. You’re not only cute, but extremely funny and your laugh is somehow the cutest thing in the world??

He definitely likes it when you wear pastel colours, but is most fond with your comfortable look. Your clothes look so soft, you could probably use them as pillows or blankets as a substitute.

Bam Bam would still be a little shy around you, but would frequently make more ridiculous jokes just to hear your laugh. His smile would be extra wide and he would even laugh with you. He also noticed that you laugh harder and really bad jokes so he throws those in a few times so that he can watch you slap your knee and clutch your stomach.

He teases you a lot more just because he can and you’re really cute when you get flustered, so.

After he’s done being shy around you (for two days), he would confess right away and hope for the best.

YUGYEOM

Originally posted by chattyang


O’ so very shy this boy. He was very comfortable with you at first, occasionally wrapping his arm around your shoulders or ruffling your hair, but when he started to see you as more than a friend, he touched you less and covered his face with his hands whenever you gave him a charming smile.

He giggled shyly if you ever initiated a hug or said something dorky. He stares a few seconds too long when he witnesses you smiling or doing something that you love to do and he lowkey loves it when you play with his fingers.

He’s super tall too so !! height difference is cute (unless you’re not that much shorter than him or you’re taller) but still height difference is cute because when is it not cute. I think he would accept that fact that he likes you fairly quickly and would go back to his normal self where he gives you surprise back hugs and pinches to the cheek,

He would tease you by hooking his chin on top of your head to make himself taller (really it’s just a silly excuse for him to be vERY close to you, slow down speed racer).

He probably confessed a week after he realized he liked you, and he just hoped that you liked him back even if you started liking him a day or months ago.

anonymous asked:

Hi! So I absolutely love your writing style, and I really wanted to alter mine to seem more neat, and yours fits perfectly to my expectations! I was wondering, if you could write the alphabet (capitals and lowers) with numbers (from 0-10 as an example) so I could finally have neater writing. If you don't feel comfortable with this it's okay! Just delete this ask :). Thank you in advance if you do this!

hey there! thanks so much for this cute message!

and yeah sure, i’ve done a handwriting sample for you below. lots of people have been requesting this so here it is :)

p.s. i’m sorry if it’s a lil messy - i was rushing it a little bit and my hand was weirdly shaky lmao. 

p.p.s. pen used: pilot g2 0.5mm, highlighter: dark blue mildliner

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Done with the artbook pieces, a self-rewarding quick doodle for me :’) Choi twins Mafia AU! If I’m not mistaken I’ve read on @promiscuous-jalapeno ‘s writings that Seven always carry guns everywhere plus wearing a hat. So why not make Saeran to double the fun <3 (Gonna draw a serious piece of them, kinda similar to this pose on my personal artbook later)

Sorry for the messy quality and if it’s not exactly like your writings bby ; v ; It just crossed my mind that I want to draw something after finishing the artbook piece. Gonna post the preview of kagehina piece + some of coloring tutorial which will be included in the artbook = v = /

Off to bed we go. Omg I can sleep at 2 AM this is a miracle :’)

Oh and before I forgot, I’ve reached 444 followers on IG;; Thank you guys!! *tumblr and IG huggies* I’m opening an art raffle soon, so be sure to check my updates on instagram 

neil’s grad party

anonymous asked: if youre still taking prompts can you write something about neil finally getting drunk with the foxes? like neil being really loud & open about how much he likes andrew and everyone being like holy shit this is so cute 

anonymous asked: pls pls pls write something about how neil calls andrew his best friend in front of the other foxes !!

anonymous asked: omg please write about neil mistaking aaron for andrew (maybe when he’s a little tipsy or something??)

so as soon as i went to start on the first prompt i got the second and third ones in my inbox and i decided to combine them!

  • the more i’ve thought about it, the more i think neil wouldn’t really get drunk with the foxes while they’re all in college
  • they’re only all together in his sophomore year and i don’t think that he would go from having a drink with andrew over spring break to getting plastered with the rest of the foxes so soon
  • but eventually it happens during neil’s graduation party that they have at the house in colombia
  • since neil was the youngest out of all of the foxes, he was the last to graduate so the celebration was like a family renunion: loud, lively, crowded, and full of alcohol

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Playing House

Originally posted by cindyctw75

Intro: So I wrote this one out of the blue the other day when I was inspired by a prompt kinda thing that read: “I’m sorry that I got way too into playing house and accidentally kissed you passionately.”  - so that is where this came from.  

This is also for @trekken81 who wanted a fluffy Bones story so this is as fluffy as it gets I think haha

Oh and this has a little bit of the Bones Headcanon: where Bones takes his date’s pulse to know if they like him - this is the fic I was writing where I got the idea, and it’s in there a little, but I want to write a fic where that is kinda the main focus.  Eventually…

ALSO: Sorry peeps but there will be no Messy p.t. 2 on Sunday because finals are kicking my ass and the only reason I am posting this is because I had it already done and haven’t posted in a while.  Sorry y’all. 

Pairing: Bones x reader

Word Count: 1,903

Summary: You are playing house with Bones, Jim, and Joanna McCoy.  Fluff ensues.  

-Enjoy!-

“Okay.  You can play daddy, and Auntie Y/N can play mommy!" 

You locked eyes with Bones as his daughter assigned the different roles, and he rolled his eyes and shrugged at you. 

"And Uncle Jim can be my doggie!” Jo squealed and hopped over to Jim who had an incredulous look on his face. 

“Awww, Jo, why do I have to be the doggie?  Why can’t your daddy or Y/N be the doggie?” Jim whined, and you held back a snicker. 

“Because your hair is fluffy and Auntie Y/N and daddy are gonna get married.” Jo said matter-of-factly, leaving Jim with his jaw dropped. 

“Uh, peanut?” Bones started, giving you a side-glance as he grabbing his daughter’s wrist to get her attention, “Auntie Y/N and I aren’t getting married." 

Jo looked very seriously into her daddy’s eyes, crossing her little arms over her chest, "Well I say you are.  And you said this is my game, didn’t you, daddy?" 

Bones looked flabbergasted at his little girl, and you couldn’t help but grin at the helpless look on his face.

"Why yes I did, Jo-bean.” Bones sat back on his heels, “I guess it’s alright if we get married in the game.”

“No, in real life too!” Jo assured, leaving all three of you speechless as she quickly began setting out toys and blabbering on about the game of house you were going to play.  It was all very elaborate. 

You caught Bones’ eye and gave him a quick grin, hoping beyond hope that your cheeks weren’t as red as his were.  

“Okay, daddy, you are leaving for work now, give me and Auntie Y/N a hug.” Jo commanded and Bones shuffled on his knees over to you, giving you and Jo a quick hug, then turning and shuffling over to Jim, giving him a pat on his head with a smirk. 

“Have fun at school!” Jo called, to Bones as he was knee shuffling out the ‘door’. 

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Not His

@notreallydeanwinchester​ said: 

ALRIGHT SO MY REQUEST IS FOR THE READER TO BE LIKE A HELLHOUND AND CAN TRANSFORM TO A HUMAM FEMALE AND HER AND GABE ARE TOGETHER AND LIKE SHES LUCIFERS FAVORITE HELLHOUND BUT SHE REMINDS GABE THAT SHES HIS AND ONLY HIS AND GODDDDDD


A/N: Okay, so I just rewrote that because I didn’t read it twice after actually writing and was far too tired to my own standards when I first wrote “Not His”. I’m sorry about the previous version, lets pretend it never happened, shall we?

Summary: Thousands of years ago, you used to be a hellhound, Lucifer’s favourite. Today, you lived with Gabriel. When both of you meet him in the bunker, things get a bit messy. 
Pairing: Gabriel x Female!Reader
Word counting: 500 something words
Warnings: Light angst. Fluff. TW: Mentions of abusive relationship.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

You were never born, not literally. Thousands of years ago, you opened your eyes and you were there, like magic. The first ever hellhound Lucifer created. 

You were a bit close to him: Being the first one of you to ever exist, you were different from the others. You were immortal and could change your form to a humanoide. You could think differently from any of the servers, and weren’t just one to follow every order, making you his favourite. 

Making you his partner.

Or at least that was what he made you think you were.

But you took time to find out the true reason he created you, the real reason. You were his pet, his property. He was bored and needed something to play with, so he created you. You could hunt someone down and kill them to his pleasure, and could give him any pleasure. 

But now you weren’t his anymore. Lucifer was different from the archangel you once knew, sick and caged in hell and you were free, living with a different archangel. 

“Love?” Gabriel called you away from your thoughts. 

You raised your head to look at him and your boyfriend reached out to you. 

“Are you ready?” 

You nodded, closing your eyes as his wings took you to the Men Of Letters’s bunker. 

“Open your eyes.” He whispered, kissing your temple. 

 You complied, and he let you go with a smirk. But before you could more more than an inch, he held you again, his face changing drastically. 

“Gabriel.” The voice behind you said and your archangel’s wings wrapped around you instantly. 

You recognised that tone, and the chill in the air only confirmed your guess. 

Lucifer. 

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not to self: don’t read sad fics right before bed, you’ll inevitably get hit with feelings and need to draw sad things ;_;

based on @bananannabeth‘s happy  lil fic!

Slipping Into Moonlight- Newt Scamander x Reader

Request: Hi! Could you write a Newt imagine where the reader has trouble falling asleep at night so he plays with her hair cause he knows it makes her drowsy? Thank you!

A/n: I am so sorry that I’m a bit late on this, and I hope this is alright. It feels good to write once again :)

Warnings: none just fluffy stuff and a sleepy Newt :)

Enjoy!

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You stirred quietly under the surface of the cool sheets, trying to situate yourself in a comfortable position. Your arms and legs twisted in order to find a position that suited to your desire for sleep and comfort, however, you had failed in achieving this. With a heavy sigh, you laid on your back and looked up at the ceiling, allowing your thoughts to wander aimlessly into the night.


Your gaze wandered around and landed on Newt sleeping quietly next to you. Even though it was nearing three in the morning, you could still see the outlines of his muscles along his shirtless torso against the moonlight. His hair remained disheveled and fluffy, and his arm was tucked underneath his head, which was most likely filled with some peaceful dream. He had been hard at work all day, and his small snores were evidence that he was indeed immersed in a deep slumber.


Still restless, you continued to watch the top of your room as if you were expecting something to happen. You contemplated waking up Newt, but you knew he hadn’t gotten a night of rest in some time. Still defeated, you huffed and attempted to fluff your pillow, however, it still somehow felt as stiff as a boulder.

By now you had practically accepted that you wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. Silently, you laid there, glancing around the room. The moonlight highlighted Newt’s study area, outlining the pages of opened books and sheets of paper. Images of the Niffler and Dougal and Frank sat printed on the pages, and each was a result of all of the hard work that had been cultivated by Newt. You continued to search around the room, hoping that maybe thinking about other things would lull you into a state of sleep. Your dresser stood tall with evident wooden grains, and its top was decorated with little keepsakes from your travels throughout life. You stared at the trinkets and objects of your collection until you felt a slight rustling next to you.


The sheets waved and rippled slightly as the mattress dipped down a bit. You turned your head slightly allowing some of your hair to sweep into your face. When your eyes matched up on the sight, you were greeted by a sleepy Newt who was letting out a groan.


“Mmm…Y/n love, what are you doing up? He asked as his voice was laden with sleep and had a husky tone to it. His hands found their way back to your hips and he gently pulled you closer to his body.


“I just can’t sleep. I’m sorry I woke you up.”


Newt sleepily brought his lips to kiss your head lovingly while still holding you tight, “You didn’t love, and besides, I told you to nudge me awake if you needed help.” His hair was still messy and splayed, yet it still looked so soft and dashing.


“I didn’t want to bother you. You’ve been writing so much lately and you just looked so peaceful.”


“Y/n you wouldn’t have bothered me. I’m always here for you my darling, even if it’s something a small as having trouble sleeping. Now come here.”


You placed your hand to his warm chest and were met with a soothing heartbeat as he cuddled you into his chest. His arms snaked around your form as he once again kissed you lovingly, but this time on your forehead. His hands then moved their way up to your hair. Softly and smoothly, he began to stroke his long fingers through, separating strands and brushing them away. You sighed and snuggled deeper into his embrace as these actions slowly began to draw you into a world of comfort easily. He weaved your hair still, careful not to yank it and cause you pain, and he held you tightly, like a child holding their favorite toy. The world seemed to stop when the two of you were like this. Another sigh left your lips like a whisper into the winter air.


“Just relax love. Are you feeling tired yet?”


“A bit. You always know what to do.”


He let out a light chuckle as he closed his own eyes, “Well we’ve been together for years. I’d hope I knew a lot about you, including what makes you feel better.”


You smiled as you held him closer. Newt took part of the sheets and covered you up more so that you would have maximum comfort. Leaning up, you tenderly pressed a sloppy kiss to his jawline as you felt the hands of sleep slowly tugging you away. Newt still twiddled with your hair, running his fingers over your silky hair once more. He opened his eyes again and noticed your eyes becoming heavy with sleep and he rested your locks back onto the pillow.


Within minutes, you had fallen asleep. It was as if you had been that way the whole night, and Newt was still captured by the beauty in all of your features. Your lashes sat resting as your eyes stayed closed and off in your own world, oblivious to everything around you. Your hair still covered you and the pillow like a cloak, and Newt watched your chest rise and fall rhythmically. With a kiss to your nose, he too drifted back into the land of dreams with his lovely darling finally resting sweetly.

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http://unscriptedtimetraveler.tumblr.com/post/156427727241/masterlist-thing

You Kiss How You Talk

1200 words (also on ao3)

Kravitz realizes that he and Taako think a lot different. He also realizes how much he loves Taako for that.

((a.k.a. i imagine Taako being the kind of person to have easily wandering thoughts, and to share these thoughts any time. including in the middle of a passionate kiss behind the Chug ‘n’ Squeeze. and Kravitz is not yet used to this.))


Taako kisses the way he talks. He kisses the he way he acts – the way he lives and exists. Kravitz would love to romanticize it. Kravitz would love to say that Taako is a tornado pirouetting across a desert, the cacophonous cracking of the fissured earth.

The truth of it is that Taako is just unpredictable, easily distracted, and occasionally oblivious.

And that is exactly how Taako kisses.

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smowkie  asked:

Hi again. Sorry to bother with another question when you haven't even had the chance to answer my first one, but this bothers me a lot and I will write about it in the future so I want to be able to make it right. If a person is unconscious for say 3 days, reason not relevant (magic, post apoc with no medical personell available etc), and they're not at a hospital with catheters and stuff, what happens with the body waste? Like, will they pee themselves? Poop? Thank you for an amazing blog! ♥

Content Warning: This is messy, gross, stinky, shitty, and describes very graphic and uncomfortable things happening to people, including animal predation.

Some are theoretical. Some are things I’ve seen.

So here’s an unfortunate, uncomfortable truth. Anyone who is unconscious for more than a few hours will, indeed, void their bladder onto themselves. And when the time comes to poop, they will, in fact, poop. These things happen even when someone is conscious but unable to move, whether that’s from physical confinement or from orthopedic issue.

And they’ll stay there. The ugly truth is that we find people in this state all the time. They reek of the acrid urine smell of piss, the foul, feculent stench of shit.

If they’re exposed–specifically outdoors–that waste will draw bugs. Flies, dung beetles, ants, whatever’s around that could find a tasty snack.

Rodents also aren’t out of the question. Lots of things find flesh tasty, and an undefended human might get nibbles from rats, mice, various birds – carrion birds aren’t out of the question. Raccoons and squirrels may not be above predation of an unconscious human, not to mention wolves, wild dogs, and any other carnivores you can think of. Eyes are juicy targets, especially for birds.

Another effect you’ll have to consider is hydration. A character who’s unconscious cannot drink, and probably shouldn’t have anything put in their mouth (if we don’t know about their ability to swallow – it depends on the level of unconsciousness, if that makes any sense). Three days won’t be lethally dehydrating, but it’s probably pretty nasty for the person when they wake up.

Assuming they still have their eyeballs, because, well, see above.

I hope this gave you something to think about!

xoxo, Aunt Scripty

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for @mysticdaddies <3


It was a regular Friday night and you were hanging out with your boyfriend, Saeran. He was completely absorbed in some computer game, but you didn’t mind. Just being together was enough for you two.

While he clicked away on his laptop, you sat upside down beside him, legs hanging off the back of the couch, ranting about your day.

“..and then the asshole said the final was 300 points! What the fuck happened to it being worth 100 points? On the syllabus it clearly said 100, but now he just changes it?”

“Uh huh,” Saeran murmured, too absorbed in his game to be paying much attention. “What a dick.”

“I know, right? Who does he think he is?” Sighing, you kicked your legs up and down a few times, thinking. “You know what? I wish somebody would run me over with a Mercedes Benz or a Ferrari or something.”

“You… want to be run over by a car?” Saeran asked, shooting you a startled look.

That caught his attention.

“Yeah,” you confirmed, “by a fancy car, so I’ll go out with class. I’ll be dead and I won’t have to take the final. It doesn’t sound like a bad idea to me.”

Saeran rolled his eyes, turning back to his laptop. “You’re an idiot.”

“But think about it,” you insisted. “If I’m dead, this wouldn’t be a problem.”

“That is if the impact kills you at all,” he pointed out. “A lot of people survive it.”

You considered it. “True, but it would be a good way to go. I’d die knowing that some rich motherfucker ran me over. It’d be an honor. Also, they’d have to pay for my funeral. Hell, you might be able to sue their asses and get rich yourself. It’s a win win for both of us.”

Saeran sighed and sat his laptop to the side as he stood up.

“Come on, you bum. We’re going out.”

You slid your legs from the back of the couch and sat upright. “Where to?”

“I’m going to steal one of Saeyoung’s cars and run you over.”

“Really?”

“No. We’re getting ice cream.”

***

After getting ice cream, you walked around for a bit, enjoying each others company. 

“I’m sorry,” Saeran said, glancing at you. “About your professor, I mean.”

“It’s okay,” you replied, and it was. Life sucked and your teacher was certainly an asshole, but at least you had Saeran. As long as he was by your side, you could get through anything.

Aromantic problems

I’m shaking as i’m writing these lines. It’s been something that made me anxious for quite a while now, and I need to get it out of my system. Sorry if it’s messy, but it’s the only way for me to feel a bit better about it. Here I go.

I’m aroace, and i feel so bad because of it. I hate myself even more since I realised it.

Actually, it’s mostly because I’m aromantic.
I’ve learned to accept the fact that I’m asexual because sex isn’t important to me, at all. So, it was easier to accept it. Much more easier to accept it because I thought “well, sex isn’t important if i’m with someone, as long as we love each other, it’s going to work out !” but, the fact it, I can’t love anyone.

I feel so bad because I can’t feel anything more than a deep friendship for someone. I was never attracted to anyone, ever. There were times when I thought I had a crush but no, it was just because I liked the person very much and thought a lot about them, only to find out that I just wanted to be closer friends with them.

Now, you may be thinking “but it isn’t that bad ! You can still have friends and platonic relationships with people, it’s cool !!!” and you’re right, you’re absolutely right. I value friendship and platonic relationships very much.

But some of my friends don’t think the same way.
Since they aren’t aromantic, they still think about a future they’ll share with someone, buy a house, get married and have children. And that’s totally understandable ! It’s their life, and they want to be happy ! I want them to be happy too.

The only problem is that, when they’ll have their family, they will dedicate their lives to it, and will slowly forget about their friends.

I know it’s stupid to think that way, but this is how I see it. My family is like that, a lot of people I know ARE like that. Not everyone is similar, of course, but I can’t shake this idea out of my head :

What if my non-aromantic friends have a family and then forget about me ? Since i’m aromantic, it’ll only be a matter of time before they forget about me, then i’ll be alone forever, and will die alone.

You see, I suffer from abandonment issues, affective dependency and anxiety, and it’s been like that since I was a child. This is why I feel so bad about all this. It’s not really because I’m aromantic, in itself, I’m totally okay with it. It’s just the fact that, because I won’t build a family, I’ll stay alone forever.

The most frustrating thing about all this is when I talk about this to my friends they’ll say something like “don’t say that, you’re a cutie !! You’ll find someone that you love and have a big, happy family one day, have faith in yourself !!!” And it hurts so much because they don’t understand. No, it’s never going to happen. I don’t want a family like that. My friends are already my family.

…I don’t know what was the point I was trying to make by writing this post, but i just wanted to write about this because i feel like a lost child right now.

I don’t want to be alone.


@arosecret​ do you have any advices ?

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Thought it was going to be some pairing-based comic because of the mistletoe? If you did, then you thought WRONG. (Only pairing here is Gokudera and various shattered, once-precious objects.)

Another comic thing between vector-triple and I; sorry it’s so messy. (I can’t write with a mouse for crap but hopefully it’s still somewhat legible) Based on this post from Exocara. Merry Christmas!

Edit: It looks like the 9th panel is temperamental so I’ve posted a copy here. Hopefully it works.