nice video to wake up to

Good habits to work on

Here are some habits I think we should all have in mind:

  • Drink enough water.
  • Drink more tea, and less coffee.
  • Walk as much as you can every day.
  • Do yoga or some kind of flexibility workout.
  • Go outside as much as you can. 
  • Study in a park if you can.
  • Take your dog for a walk if you have one.
  • Have plants.
  • Eat more fruits and veggies (4 or 5 servings of each, each day, would be best).
  • Reduce or eliminate dairy products.
  • Eat breakfast, always, period.
  • Take algae-based vitamin D supplements if you don’t get at least 15 mins of exposure to sun every day.
  • Sleep around 8 hours every day.
  • Go to sleep and wake up at similar times every day.
  • Drink a glass of water after waking up.
  • Try meditation before even starting your day.
  • Work on your awareness at any time. Pause, breathe, and concentrate on your surroundings. 
  • Don’t blame yourself for the bad things that happen to you.
  • Believe in yourself.
  • Watch inspirational videos to get you on the right mood to work.
  • Studying is important, but your health is even more. No all-nighters.
  • Keep your room/appartment clean, for a clear mind.
  • So tidy up also!!
  • Use music to cheer you up if needed.
  • Listen to a good podcast while doing boring chores like laundry or dishes.
  • Be nice to the people around you. You know that someone saying something they shouldn’t, doesn’t mean they mean it.
  • Try volunteering for a good cause.
  • Don’t stress too much, you’ll figure it out.

The typical day for a fox, when you live next to so much pigeons, how to not bounce all day long ? 

Another video I had lots of fun making ! This song is really catchy, I love the little “bip bip” sounds ! 

Foxes and other animals needs to sleep …. not pigeons ! They will bounce forever !

They are determinated ! 

The music belongs to Lipps Inc, Funky town ! 


Merci tout le monde ! For all of your messages, it means a lot ! Will never stop animating for you ^^. If you make music tell me, it can be awesome to animate on music made by you and not only famous one ! And finally thank you all for your kindness and love, I always try my best to write the most perfect english for you and I can see that I’m a bit better now, I think I still put some mistakes but it’s alright now =)  Thank you all ! 

Dating Richie Tozier Would Include...

- This is how you met

- After that, as the school year went on, the group he hung around clicked into place and you were happy to be part of it.

- Bill, Stan and Eddie were confused at why you and Richie suddenly liked each other, but they grew to like you too.

- Sass competitions. All the time.

- Getting Richie out of trouble is your job, usually.

- “WHAT HAPPENED?

- *Richie, with his heavily ruffled hair, bleeding lip and bruised EVERYTHING.* “I ran into a lamp post?

- *You raise an eyebrow*

- “…You know how Patrick Hockstetter always brings vodka to school?

- “Please no.

- “I may or may not have replaced it with vinegar. And bug replant.

- “I…I can’t even complain that sounds amazing.” 

- Stealing wearing his glasses.

- He acts pissed off but secretly thinks it’s kinda hot. 

- You help him when his mom having an episode, which happens a lot. Richie actually likes spending the night at your house because:

+ Movie nights™

+ Cuddles for hours

+ Junk food for days

+ Kissing sometimes gets heated, in the best way

+ You randomly boop his nose because fuck it he’s so cute

- When his mom is completely out of control he comes to your house with a hand shaped bruise on his cheek and you feel the urge to march right back to his house and punch her.

- You tried to help but he wouldn’t look you in the eye.

- Gently stroking his bruised cheek until he calms down.

- Richie doesn’t think you noticed that his eyes were red and watery but you did.

Even more cuddling

+ He’s the little spoon when he’s sad ‘cuz he likes to have your arms around his waist and you hug him from the back like a koala. You usually sling one leg over his hip and pull him closer 

+ Falling sleep on the couch

- You knew he only cussed to get the attention his mother never gave him, and you cussed right along with him so he wouldn’t feel alone. You knew that he needed attention so you gave it to him.

- Getting super defensive when people at school call him “Bucky Beaver” because of his buck teeth and glasses.

- You never call him this in public for the sake of his “trashmouth, practical joker” imagine but in private his nickname is Bambi because of his big doe eyes.

+ “I swear to god if you call me that one more ti-

+ “Mmm, sure Bambi.

+ He secretly loves how softly you say it. 

- You never told the other Losers that you were dating him, until Ben walked in on the two of you making out kissing a bit.

- To quote Ben: “I’m not even going to ask.”

- Over the summer you get a hammock

+ Sleeping on Richie’s chest

+ This boi has one foot on the ground so he can rock the hammock to keep you asleep

+ Cuz he thinks you look adorable when you’re dreaming

- When the missing children reports become too frequent Richie holds your hand a little bit tighter.

- You weren’t there when he was attacked by “It” but you knew something was wrong the moment you saw him.

- When he found a missing kid poster with his face on it in the Neibolt House, you were the one to tell him it wasn’t real. He wouldn’t be forgotten like the other kids as long as you were alive to remember.

+ Also you MAY have grabbed the paper, torn it to pieces, thrown the torn bits on the floor and stomped on them like a rabid donkey. For good measure.

+ *Richie has never felt so many emotions at the same time in his life*

- When Bill and Richie get into a fight after Neibolt House you were there to pick Richie off the ground but he swats your hand away.

- You’re shocked because no one will listen to you and Beverly.

- Trying to explain that IT will kill all of you if you split up. It’s no use. Even Richie stomps away.

- You attempt to pull him back to Bill so they could work it out but he nearly throws you to the ground to get your hand off his arm.

+ So, since his rudeness rubbed off on you, you punched him

+ By “accident”

- And for the entire month that the Losers were split up, so were you and Richie. 

- To get your mind off all the clown shit you went to the arcade. Well a humdidum dumbass is what you are because the arcade is where Richie is. ALL. THE. TIME. 

- But again, his stubbornness rubbed off on you, so even when you saw him, you refused to leave and resorted to avoiding him. You weren’t sure if he saw you; he was really into his game.

- And at 10:30, when the arcade was technically closed, he was still inside. He probably gave the owner money to let him stay. 

+ The arcade to Richie was like a bar to adults; a way to forget.

- You sat on the curb outside the arcade, sipping a slushie. You were supposed to go home, but since the clown at Neibolt you were scared of the flickering street lamps that lined your way home, and the arcade and other shops gave off a nice, bright light.

+ It was comforting in a way. Very aesthetic. 

- And Richie almost falls down on the curb next to you

- You want to be mad, but he looks so tired from staring at a screen all day, although you suspect the video games aren’t the reason his eyes are glassy.

- “Got kicked out?

- “Yeah.

- “Out of house or arcade?

- “…Both.

- You stand up and hand him the slushie, which he sips gratefully.

- “You’re leaving?

- He looks exactly like a puppy, with huge brown eyes and messy hair. Well, a puppy in glasses, anyway. 

- “If I’m leaving, you’re leaving with me.

- Richie gives you a sleepy smile and takes you hand.

+ The entire way to your house he slumps against you, sometimes falling asleep mid step and his head falls on your shoulder.

- This boi. This fUCKING BOI. WHO PLAYED VIDEO GAMES FOR EIGHT HOURS STRAIGHT. IS USING YOU AS A PILLOW.

- At one point he closes his eyes and walks with them closed, his cheek pressed against your shoulder for support.

- Remember those nights when he comes over after a really bad day? This is one of them.

- So for the night, you and him are too tired to think about the huge fight.

- In the morning tho, you wake up to slightly burnt bacon and very burnt toast.

- Which would be nice, but..

- “How did you burn the toast but not the bacon? The toaster has a TIMER.

- “It’s called Satan’s charcoal bread dispenser and you’re welcome.”

+ He’d feel soo bad for fighting with you??? Like, REALLY BAD

+ I mean, you did punch him in the face, so you and him were kinda even, but he still did all this extra shit

+ Playing with your hair

+ Sharing chocolate stolen from the store

+ Braiding your hair and you’re like “Richie??? You’re very good with your hands???

- Yeah… you probably shouldn’t have said that.

- Richie never stops smirking. Holy fuck.

- “You know what else I can do wit-

- “NO! Nope! No, no, no. Keep doin’ what you’re doing and shut up.

- Really though, no fucking white paper-ass motherfucking bitchass dumbass pixie stick addict looking clown with a shitty pumpkin guts Halloween wig could break you and Richie apart. Period. 


Seventeen as things my dad says (about Svt)
  • S.Coups: You're not a REAL seventeen fan unless you eat 17 carrots every day. Stay healthy.
  • Jeonghan: but the only REAL fan is that one *points to the ceiling fan*
  • Joshua: all of their skin looks really good. Probably because they drink a lot of water. You should drink water too.
  • Jun: Stop talking to me about that Jun july guy
  • Hoshi: *talking about 10:10* wait so does it mean 10/10? like a five star rating?
  • Wonwoo: that one has cool specs
  • Woozi: stop playing seventeen i'm trying to watch cricket
  • Mingyu: ming-yOU NEED TO STOP SHOWING ME SEVENTEEN VIDEOS
  • DK: *sings mansae really loud in order to wake everyone up*
  • The8: that edgy one was a cool kid
  • Seungkwan: *drops egg in sink* uh oh! it has become SINK-KWAN!!!!
  • Vernon: *in very nice when vernon says geo gateu* waiT HES GOING TO KOLKATA??
  • Dino: HEY WAIT HES GOING TO KOLKATA TOO <b>*kolkata is a city in india*</b>
Caught in Between

Pairing: Darkiplier x Reader X Antisepticeye

Warnings: Language

Request: Hi! I was wondering would it be ok to request something where Dark and Wilford(or Anti your choice ☺️) are fighting over the reader

Notes: This was pretty fun to write haha. I just got off of work, sorry if it’s a little blah. I still hope you all like it though. 

Requests are open! :)


“What the fuck do you want? I have Y/n’s attention! Me!”

“Y/N was resting, you have no right to ruin her sleep.”

You sigh, putting your forehead in your hands as you listened to Anti and Dark argue with each other again. This has been going on since this morning, it started out as normal as it get’s in this place and then the two Ego’s were both doing all these little tasks just for your attention. 

Dark made you breakfast. 

“Wow..th-this is amazing.” You said, mouth agape at the delicious looking breakfast witting before you on a plate. You didn’t understand where this has suddenly come from but you weren’t going to turn down some food. 

“Thank you, Dark.”

“Anything for you, Y/N.”

That wasn’t anything suspicious, because Dar always says little things like that - besides… you were busy eating to really think about it. 

Anti laid in your lap, cuddling into your stomach whining that you do something with him. 

A small grunt left your lips at the sudden added weight on your lap. Looking down from your book, you see a grinning Anti staring up at you, making you give him a questioning gaze. 

“What do you want?” 

“Oh nothing just…you.”

You roll your eyes at his flirting then go back to reading your book, trying to fight off the smile that wanted to break out on your face. Anti didn’t like that your attention wasn’t on him a whine left his throat and he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in your stomach. 

“Pay attention to me!’

As if moving on autopilot, you shift so that you can hold your book in one hand, while you now free hand moved itself through his hair.  It was something you found that helps calm him down, and there’s also the fact that he really liked it. 

You smile, unknowing of the small smile Anti held on his face too. 

Dark actually cuddled with you when you took your nap. 

While being here you somehow gotten in the habit of taking naps. No complaining from you you loved to sleep, but this particular nap was not spent alone. It’s rare, whenever Dark feels in the mood for any physical contact that is normal and not… lust filled.  

So when you were allowed to cuddle up into Dark’s side, it was a little surprising and suspicious. But you didn’t want to dwell on that, because this is such a rare occurrence, you wanted to cherish it. So you closed your eyes, snuggling closer to him, feeling his arm hold you tighter and breathing in his scent. 

It was a nap you didn’t want to wake up from. And unknowing to you Dark didn’t want you to wake up for a few hours, liking holding you in his arms like a normal being - something he isn’t. 

Then Anti woke you up, pulling you away from Dark for some junk food and video games. Which leads to where you are now, both men arguing, because Dark did not like the action Anti did. 

while at first you were a little annoyed that he woke you up, the idea of having a fun rest of the night with junk food and games did sound nice. But then again, Anti did ruin a rare moment. 

You heave a heavy sigh looking up at the two beings, eyes widening when you sw the familiar black void that only Dark can control. You stand up, moving between the which could be a bad idea, you didn’t know just yet, and held out a hand on either chest. 

“Will you two just stop?” You look at Anti, “You, Grean Bean, when I’m napping - don’t wake me up.” then you look over at Dark, seeing his calm visage start to crumble to the temper he tries to hide. “And you Edgelord -” This earned you a glare. “- just..chill.”

You keep your eyes locked with his, the glaire slowly disappearing before he takes a deep breath. Dark stood up straight, fixing his already neat suit. Rolling his neck, he said, 

“My apologies, Y/N.”

“…Yeah, me too.”

You let out a breath, then stood up to your full height, which wasn’t much to them. “Apologies accepted. Noe, mind telling me what today was all about?”

No one said a thing.

“Look, I don’t really understand this.” You pointed between the three of you. “But fighting for my attention, is not how you get it. I give it to you on my owns terms.” you pause, thinking up a perfect tense breaker. “Like right now, I really do want to kick Anti’s ass on Mario Kart.”

Dark smirked. “That does sound entertaining.”

“I’d like to see you fucking try! Bring it on, Y/N!”

Why So Shy? (M)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jimin has morning wood and tries to convince you to be more confident around him by seducing you in the kitchen.

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The smell of coffee filled the expanse of the kitchen as you stared idly out of a sunlit window. The sky was clear and the view was nice, so you took a few minutes to soak it all in. It was a lazy Saturday morning and Jimin had not awoken yet. His schedules had been tight lately and he rarely had time to sleep in, let alone be off for a whole weekend, so you let him sleep. The beep of the coffee machine snapped you out of your thoughts and you poured yourself a cup, leaning against the counter. The spin cycle of the washing machine could be heard from down the hall but other than that, there wasn’t any other noise. The silence was nice at first, pleasant to your sleepy senses that were still waking up and you enjoyed the peace, until you didn’t. It was always quiet when Jimin wasn’t there, which turned out to be more often than you would like. Silence was something that was never in short supply, so it really wasn’t anything special, you’d much rather listen to the sounds of your boyfriend shuffling around or shouting from across the house at you to come to where he was so he could show you a stupid video that made him laugh.

You took a sip from your coffee cup, only to burn your tongue on the scalding liquid. It wasn’t the first time you had done that this week and you let out a frustrated sigh as you put the mug down. This morning you felt like doing some chores, wanting the house to at least be clean for Jimin while he rested. You woke up early and cleaned around the house, not getting into too much detail, but making it look nice and presentable. As you inspected your surroundings, you decided to clean the only thing left unwashed, you. Your footsteps padded up the stairs into your room to get some clean clothes for your shower.

As you entered the room your eyes landed on a sleeping Jimin. His face was relaxed and his features were accented by the morning light pouring through the windows. He was still in the same position he was in when you left the bed, a hollow space left where he had been spooning you. He was adorable and your heart melted at how peaceful he looked. You couldn’t resist, so you walked up to the bed and very carefully leaned over to kiss him on the forehead, making sure not to put your weight on the bed or do anything that might disturb his slumber. Then you tiptoed to your dresser to grab some new clothes (more pajamas) and headed into the bathroom silently.

You took your time in the shower, shaving most of your body in the spare time and relaxing under the water while mumbling Korean lyrics of your favorite songs softly. When you stepped out of the space, you found the room filled with steam and you had to wipe the mirror with your towel to see anything.

Your eyes landed on your reflection and you let out a breath. It wasn’t like you were embarrassed about your body, you did think you were pretty, but you still felt a bit self conscious about it. Times when you were alone in the bathroom, you would try to boost your confidence by pointing out all the great things about you even though there was always a steady stream of compliments coming from Jimin, especially when he wasn’t there. Your hands roamed your torso, stopping to push your boobs together gently. The boobs that were always too small for your liking even though you were a C cup, the same ones that were uneven with the left one being bigger than the right, making all of your bras fit weird. The ones that Jimin said were amazing and perfect in their imperfection, the ones he unconsciously plays with when he’s falling asleep; Jimin’s favorite part of your body. You blushed when you thought of his hands in place of yours, lightly massaging your flesh and pinching your hard nipples playfully. You shook that thought out of your head as you slipped on some clean panties and one of your boyfriend’s sweaters.

The air in your bedroom was cold compared to the stuffiness of the bathroom, and as you stepped through the doorway you could feel the steam follow you out, giving you goosebumps on your bare legs. You felt your nipples harden underneath of the sweater and looked down to see them poking through the thin material. When your gaze shifted from your breasts to the bed you saw that Jimin had changed positions. He was now laying on his back, one leg straight and one bent and to the side. You couldn’t see his hands under the covers, but you did see something that caught your eye. A bulge was protruding from the blankets that draped Jimin’s body and your face began to heat up when you realized what it was. Your eyes scanned his face for any sign that he was awake, but you found none. His face was just as relaxed as before, his breathing just as slow, and his hair just as messy.

While walking around the bed to leave the room, you tripped over something and almost fell. Thankfully you caught yourself before you went all the way down, but when you looked up, Jimin’s eyes were fluttering open and his lips were curling into a grin. He yawned when he tried to say something to you and you waited for his words.

“Good morning, jagi.” He gave you a warm smile and you felt your heart rate increase.

“Morning. Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” You tried your hardest to focus on his face, but from the angle that you were looking at him, it was hard to ignore his obvious boner. Your eyes flickered quickly down at him and then back up to his face and Jimin caught this and giggled. You unconsciously licked your lips as you sped out of the room before he could say anything. Through the silence of your gentle footsteps you could hear his low chuckles. Quite words travelled down the hall. You’re cute.

The buzzing of the washing machine called you into the laundry room. Without this noise there was no sound. No voices, no footsteps, not even the tick of a clock. Just the faint chirping that came from the birds flying around outside your house. Hastily changing the load, you shuffled back into the kitchen, finding comfort in the smell of coffee still drifting through the air. You inhaled deeply when you reached the cup. Coffee wasn’t your favorite but it sure did calm you. You, personally, enjoyed the smell better than the taste. You tried many different flavors, amounts of sugar and milk, creamers, different brands, but in the end, you just never fell for coffee like most of your friends had. On the weekends, however, you made it a bit of a tradition to make coffee, figuring that since you didn’t drink it on busy weekdays, you should at least drink it on weekends. It helped you wake up from the “Saturday sleepies” as you liked to call it, preventing you from taking a nap and accidentally sleeping the day away.

The cup was no longer hot in you hands, just like you liked it, and you leaned forward resting your elbows on the counter as you slowly sipped your now lukewarm beverage. Maybe you were engulfed in your thoughts, maybe the sipping distracted you, or maybe you just weren’t paying attention, but you didn’t hear Jimin come downstairs. His arms wrapped around your waist gently and you screamed as you jumped from the contact. He laughed and you could visualize his eye smile behind you.

“Relax babe, it’s just me.” He pressed a kiss to your temple as you placed a hand over your heart.

“Jimin don’t scare me like that!!” You exhaled, putting the coffee mug that you almost dropped back down on the counter. “You know I’m usually alone on weekends, I forgot that you were even here. You can’t sneak up on me like that!” There was at least some truth in that statement. You were usually alone on the weekends, that part was true, but you certainly had not forgotten about his presence in your often empty bed. You had actually been pondering what you had seen minutes before, wondering what he could be dreaming about to make him like that and hoping that he was dreaming about you.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He laughed, his breath hitting your neck.

“Go back to bed, it’s still pretty early. You should try to catch up on some sleep while you’re off. That’s what I would do.”

“Well, I’m wide awake now.” His grip tightened on your waist and he pressed his hips into your rear so you could feel his arousal. You gasped at the feeling and he giggled some more.

“Why are you like this?” You shook your head and he lowered his mouth to your ear.

“Did you know that all men get erections when they go into deep sleep? It’s not uncommon to have morning wood, babe.” As he said the last few words, he moved his hips against you and you had to hold back a moan. You were turning a bright red and you suddenly covered your face. Embarrassment rose within you and you felt ashamed that he was getting to you like this.

“Why are you so shy (Y/n)?” Jimin moved away from you and turned your body to face him, amusement clear on his expression. “I’m your boyfriend, don’t act like we’ve never seen each other naked before.” His tone was seductive but the look he gave you was innocent.

He was right, you already knew this, but it was still hard for you not to get shy when he made advances like this, even if you have had sex with him 100+ times and had been dating him for about 2 years. He was so straight forward, but never demanding, wanting to make you comfortable while also telling you what he wanted plain and simple. Although you were now very horny, you had trouble admitting it. You were never the flirty type, keeping your desires hidden and appearing as innocent as possible, no matter how dirty your thoughts were. Jimin used body language to communicate his feelings and you could read him well, but you felt like if you tried to show him how you felt, it would turn out awkwardly or would be misinterpreted. Accepting his flirting was just as hard though, because you didn’t want to seem desperate or easy when in reality, you wanted it as bad as he did. You had pride and shame and you didn’t want to expose yourself, even in front of Jimin. But he could see right through you.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. Admit it, you’re turned on right now.” You blushed harder and he smirked. “See, you’re just like me, except you don’t want to accept it. But I’m your boyfriend and you don’t have to hide from me.” A devious smile crawled up his face as he bent down to your lips, brushing yours with his as he spoke. “Just tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” He backed away slightly only for you to lean forward and mimic him, speaking low and seductively against his lips.

“I want… To drink my coffee.” You leaned away from him and looked up at his face. He seemed amused, though slightly disappointed, but he kept his word and gave you what you wanted. He reached behind you, caging your body between his and the counter and pressed a sly kiss to your neck before pulling back and handing you the mug. You took a sip expecting him to walk away but he still stood in front of you, watching your every movement. When you raised your eyebrows at him he responded slowly.

“Is there anything else you want?”

“Let me think about it.”

Of course there was something else you wanted. You wanted him and he wanted you, it was as simple as that, except it wasn’t. You wanted to play his game for a little while longer, but that wasn’t it. How we’re you supposed to tell him what you wanted? Just blurt out that you wanted him to fuck you right there on the counter until your legs went numb? Yes. It was that easy because all he needed was confirmation, but you couldn’t do it. You didn’t have the guts to say it. You were having an internal struggle but you had to give him an answer, so you continued your innocent act and did what you do best, tease him and lead him on.

“Nope, I don’t want anything else. But breakfast would be nice.”

“And are you serving me breakfast in bed?” He licked his lips.

“No you can help yourself.”

“I will.” He took a step closer to you.

“But you have to give me some time to cook. It’s not that simple.”

“But I have a full course meal right here.” Jimin’s eyes trailed up your body and you felt yourself getting hot.

“I’m talking about food, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You blink at him innocently and admire how worked up he gets when you play dumb. You can see the frustration in his eyes and straining against his boxers, but you don’t say anything and he doesn’t express it openly. Instead, you turn your back to him and grab your phone, opening social media and looking at what’s new. Jimin didn’t move for a little bit, but you could feel his eyes on you.

After about 30 seconds you were disappointed to find that he hadn’t made any advances, thinking that he had given up. But you were quickly proven wrong when his hands wrapped around you once again, this time with one slipping up your shirt to grab your breasts and the other pushing past the waist band of your panties to slide along your folds. I knew he wouldn’t give up that easy.

Before you could say anything, however, he flicked at your clit and you jolted against his bare chest. He continued rubbing circles around the bud slowly, increasing pressure as he went, watching your body’s response when he moved his fingers a certain way.

“Jimin..” You moaned, anything you had tried to say to him leaving your brain as you were overcome by pleasure.

Jimin hummed against your skin and you could feel his smirk. “Did jagi lie to me?” He said, moving his fingers lower to skim along your slit. “Look at how wet you are.”

“I didn’t lie..” You panted.

“Well you didn’t tell the truth. Your lips say you don’t want me but your body says otherwise.” He removed his hand from your panties and held his fingers out in front of your face for you to observe the liquid that coated them. Upon your exposure, your shyness went away slightly. You turn and kissed Jimin boldly, falling into the familiar feeling of his lips and body pressed against yours.

“You’re right,” You admitted in between kisses. “I just don’t know how to say it.”

Jimin pulled away from you and looked into your eyes. “Then let your actions speak for you.” Taking his advice you reached for his boxers. Your slim fingers pulled them down with some urgency and his member sprung out to slap against his toned abdomen; you always found watching that so satisfying. He was a bit taken by surprise but you could tell he was enjoying your surge of boldness. His body language told you that he was letting you take control and he waited for you to make the next move. Quickly, you stripped yourself of your 2 items of clothing and then reached forward to wrap your hand around Jimin’s length. You stood close to him and he caught your bottom lip between his teeth before kissing you fully.

“I know what I want now,” You said breathlessly as he released your lips and looked at you. “I want your mouth on me, everywhere.” He smirked at your request and immediately grabbed on to the back of your thighs, lifting you up and laying you on the adjacent counter.

“As you wish.” Jimin pulled you closer and bent down to trail kisses along your collarbone and breasts, hands kneading the flesh of your hips. He latched on to one of your nipples and flicked the bud until it became hard and perky, releasing it with a pop and moving on to the other, treating it with the same care. He sucked dark marks into them as a way to claim them as his before continuing his journey downward.

Wet kisses trailed down your smooth skin until they reached your mound. A quick kiss was planted on your clit and you shuddered at the contact. He moved on to your parted legs, licking a line up your inner thigh to your knee and from your knee down on the other. You let out a whimper to let him know how needy you were and you could feel Jimin’s smirk.

He lifted your legs and propped them up on his shoulders before giving you a look with his smoldering eyes. You were already a mess and he enjoyed how you bit your lip and breathed heavily in anticipation for his next actions. He dove down and licked a long stripe up your slit making you shiver. Using two fingers to spread your folds, Jimin wrapped his lips around your bud and flicked it rapidly with his tongue, making your back arch up off of the table. You let out quiet noises and tangled your fingers into Jimin’s hair as he licked and sucked you clean. He inserted a finger into your dripping hole and you could feel a knot building in your stomach as your toes curled. Shortly after, another finger was pushed inside while Jimin increased the pace of his fingers and tongue on you. He curled his digits up into you, finding your spot easily with skilled practice and you gasped. Whimpers left your lips as you began bucking up into him, eyes screwed shut, teeth digging into your bottom lip.

Just as your legs started to tremble, you tugged on his soft locks, pulling him away from you. He looked up at you confused, until he saw the glint in your eyes that indicated that you weren’t finished yet. Sitting up from your position, you motioned for him to come up to your level and you attached your mouth to his. The taste of you lingered on his tongue but you didn’t mind, humming into the deep kiss while reaching to stroke his member a few more times. Jimin groaned against your lips and you pulled away, catching his eyes before sliding off of the counter to stand in front of him. His hands gripped your ass tightly and pulled you flush against him when he reconnected your lips and you let him take over your mouth. He was an amazing kisser and you enjoyed letting him lead the kisses. You pulled away first, coming up for air as he planted a few sweet kisses to your jaw and neck.

Taking control again, you walked him backwards until the back of his knees hit a dining chair and he plopped down in it. He watched you with hungry eyes as you bend over and kissed his tip to taste the bead of precum leaking out, giving him a few slow pumps. You slid his head into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and pushing it into his slit lightly. He moaned as you took him in farther, giving his entire cock a thick coat of saliva.

Releasing him with a pop, you placed your hands on his shoulders for support as you moved to straddle him. When you met eyes with him, you felt both shy and bold at the same time. By this point there was no need for you to be timid, but the look in his eyes as he watched you expectantly made a shiver go down your spine. Seeing your hesitation, Jimin’s gaze softened and he placed his hands gently on your hips. He didn’t pull you down because he wanted you to know that you were still in control and that he liked that you were taking charge, and he hoped you weren’t suddenly intimidated. You could tell how much Jimin wanted this by the increasing strength of his grip on your hips. Hell, it’d be a lie if you said you didn’t want it just as bad, but you were never really the dominant one and it felt different being on top. But today you had decided to be courageous and to try something new so it would be wrong not to follow through with what you started.

Moving down slightly, you brushed the tip of his cock against your folds. You leaned forward and pressed your lips to your boyfriend’s as you sunk down on him, letting him fill you deliciously. A quiet groan sounded from the both of you and you swallowed each other’s noises. Your hips moved against him before you released his lips, bouncing on his lap, relishing in the feeling of him inside you.

Jimin sighed in contention. “You look so hot riding me, baby. You’re always so tight, you feel fucking amazing.” He groaned, lifting his hips slightly to meet yours as you moved up and down on him. His words were a confidence booster and you began riding him with bigger strokes. The grip you had on his shoulders loosened as you moved your fingers along his collarbones and chest, dragging your nails gently across his soft, silky smooth skin. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you increased your pace, using him as leverage for your harder thrusts when your legs began to tire.

He helped lift you when he noticed your fatigue and moved his hips more below you, letting out sounds of satisfaction. You panted in unison with Jimin, throwing your head back as you got closer to your peak. Taking advantage of the angle, Jimin attached his lips to one of your jiggling breasts, using his tongue to play with your nipple. You let out a rather loud moan that seemed to surprise both of you. Your head snapped back up to look at Jimin with widened eyes. He seemed extremely turned on by your vocality and he bit his lip at the sound. Testing the waters a bit, he reattached his mouth to your breast and pumped up into you with more power, hitting your spot. A louder moan erupted from your chest and he smiled against you.

“Your sounds are so sexy, let me hear you.” Being a usually quiet person, even in bed, you didn’t normally make too much noise. Sure you moaned and whimpered his name occasionally, but you had never been that loud with Jimin before. Suddenly you weren’t in control anymore. Jimin was controlling the pace with his hands on your waist and his shallow thrusts upwards, not that you minded much, you were starting to get tired. You could tell he was now on a mission to make you scream.

No longer satisfied with the amount of mobility he had in this position, Jimin hooked his arms under your legs and stood up from the chair, his strong thigh muscles flexing with the effort. He continued to thrust into you from his standing position as you clung to him for dear life. Jimin had carried you before but you didn’t really know he was this strong, or at least you had never experienced it first hand. It was as if you weighed nothing. He used the new space to slam into you, pulling you down with such force that the back of your thighs stung from the impact when they collided with his hot skin with each thrust. He was going so hard and deep you could feel it in your throat. Your moans were uneven and choppy, the wind getting knocked out of your lungs every time he pushed into you.

It was starting to hurt a little, but you would never ask him to stop, it felt way too good. He readjusted his grip on you and changed the angle he was entering you at, brushing against your g-spot in the most perfect way.

The loudest moan yet broke through your lungs and Jimin looked up at you with half lidded eyes. Your legs trembled as he continued to hit that spot and nip at your collarbone, leaving love bites that you knew you would have to hide for at least a week. You clawed at his shoulders, nails pressing into his skin as you tried your hardest not to fall from his grasp, but with the force of his grip on your legs, there was no way in hell that he would drop you.

You squeezed your eyes shut as you inched closer to your orgasm, your body being overloaded with sensations. In an instant you were turned with a quick motion and before you could open your eyes your ass was pressed against a cold surface. Your eyelids flew open as you gasped and arched into Jimin to escape the sudden coldness until you realized that the surface was the kitchen counter and that Jimin was readjusting himself in the new position.

Propping one of your legs up on the edge of the counter, Jimin moved inside of you again with renewed fervor, resuming his hard and fast pace. The breath was once again knocked out of your lungs as he repeatedly slammed into you, eyes locked with yours in an intense gaze. His lower lip was caught between his teeth as he moved, hand gliding along your lower back and ass, pulling you ever closer to his body. Feeling confident, you closed the small space between you and kissed his lips, giving him a small bite and tug on his swollen bottom lip. You pulled away and looked into his eyes with an equally lustful stare.

“Stop biting your lips. Bite me instead.” You breathed and you felt him twitch inside you at the request. Jimin leaned in to peck your lips before lowering his head to the crook of your neck, panting against your skin. The knot in your stomach grew as he went deeper and your walls tightened around him. Both of you groaned as he could feel how close you were and he sunk his teeth into shoulder, extremely close to his end as well. “I’m close.” You managed to get out and he released your shoulder to kiss your neck. His pace slowed to a steady roll of his hips and you whimpered, feeling your high slowly getting away from you. Fingers digging into his biceps, your hips moved to try and keep the the ball rolling but it was already too late, your high had escaped you. Jimin continued to move agonizingly slow against you, watching you struggle and leaving you on edge.

“Do you want to cum?” He asked as if that wasn’t already apparent. A single nod was all he got in response and he clicked his tongue, moving his hips impossibly slower. The pace was hard for him to keep up as he too was on the verge of his orgasm, but he needed something from you first. “Say it. Use your words.”

“Yes.” You whispered.

“Yes what?” His voice was softer. He tilted his head slightly to the side.

“Yes I want to cum, Jimin.” You struggled. “Please.”

“Louder (Y/n), don’t be shy.”

Swallowing hard and licking your chapped lips, you replied to him at full volume. “PLEASE FUCK ME JIMIN I NEED YOU, I WANT TO CUM!!”

The poisonous smirk that crossed his face at your words told you that he was more than pleased with your answer and he picked up his pace again, studying your face the entire time. You moaned as Jimin went deeper, angling his hips expertly to hit your g-spot, which he knew well.

“Fuck,” You breathed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Tell me how it feels, baby girl.” Jimin panted, running one of his hands up your torso to cup one of your jiggling breasts.

“Mmmm, Jimin it feels so good, please don’t stop.” You bit your lip as your orgasm built up once again and whimpered when you felt him nipping at your collarbone, your weak spot.

“Are you going to cum for me, (Y/n)?” He asked, voice husky and strained. It was apparent that he was close to his high as well. You knew that he just need the tightness of your convulsing walls and the sight of you releasing on his cock to push him over the edge.

“Yes, I’m so close.” Your lips were moving, but you weren’t sure any coherent words came out. Jimin understood you regardless and connected mouths with you, capturing your lewd noises as they got louder. He groaned against you when you started tightening up around him and pulled away from the kiss to observe your features. Guiding one hand between your sweaty bodies, Jimin pressed his fingers against your clit and rubbed quick circles across it, causing you to release a loud moan.

Your eyes squeezed shut and your jaw went slack at the added stimulation, then you felt something in your core snap. Waves of red hot pleasure coursed through you and your back arched into him while you shook in his grasp. Jimin removed his fingers from your clit and pulled you flush against his body, craving the contact. The sight of you shaking and gasping because of him was enough to drag him into the abyss of pleasure and he attached his lips onto yours again, whining and moaning sexily into your mouth. His arms kept their tight grip around you as he thrusted through both of your highs, his hot cum painting your fluttering walls.

He moved shallowly inside of you, deepening the kiss and taking his time making out with you. A hand moved to your face and caressed your cheek gently as he silently stole your breath away. Your leg dropped down to his side, returning to a comfortable position as he finished riding out his orgasm. When he stilled, your lips moved slower but neither of you could pull away. You finally broke the kiss and sucked in a big puff of air, not realizing how long you had gone without clean oxygen. Jimin dropped his head onto your shoulder and kissed it lightly, humming softly in satisfaction. The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes until you started to feel uncomfortable and he let his soft length fall out of you. Jimin giggled quietly when he looked up at you.

“What?” You asked, raising your eyebrows at him.

“‘Bite me instead’ you’re so cute.” He teased and you frowned, hitting him lightly on the chest before hopping off the counter top.

“Shut up. You liked it.” You brought up that point and Jimin immediately agreed, gently placing his hands on your hips.

“I did, I love it when you’re bold.” He said, smiling down at you before pecking your swollen lips. “So don’t be shy around me anymore.”

You returned his smile and nodded, promising him that you would try to be more open about your feelings around him. He let go of you and went to grab paper towels to clean up his cum that was dripping out of you and down your thighs. You sighed as you looked back at the countertop you had just been sitting on, a sweaty butt print on the edge. You grimaced.

“Ugh now I have to clean the table again.” You rolled your eyes. “I may need to bleach it.”

“Don’t, keep this as a good memory.”

“That’s so dirty, Jimin, we eat food there!!”

“Yeah and I ate you over there too, what’s the difference?”

“I’m not food.”

“But you still taste delicious.” He gave you a flirtatious wink and licked his lips, causing you to blush. 

You shook your head at him as he cleaned you up, pointing out all of the hickeys and love bites he left all over you. “Show them off so guys know that your mine. I’ll wear mine proudly to let everyone know how much of a freak you are with me.” Jimin smirked and your face turned bright red with instant regret.

lardo and ransom usually celebrate their birthdays together in hotel rooms. have vending machine desserts for cake. they sit together and toast with broken candles that didn’t survive the craziness of roadies. they call their parents, tiredly listening to off-key happy birthdays. it’s nice, getting sleepy determined love and birthday wishes from the team in between games, but. well.

senior year, they throw a kegster. video chat with their families for a while. wake up to pancakes and pie and shittily wrapped presents. they play pong and party into the night. at midnight, they’re sitting in the reading room. ransom knocks his cup of tub juice against lardo’s. he says, quiet almost guilty, “i’m kind of glad we didn’t make it to the playoffs this year.”

lardo smiles. “yeah.” she knocks her cup against his. “happy birthday rans.”

ransom leans against her. “happy birthday, lards.”

BTS Reacting to finding your sex toy

Namjoon: 

Originally posted by johnnys-bbygirl

Namjoon sits on your bed but quickly springs back up after feeling a foreign object under his bum. He pulls the sheets aside to see a sparkly purple vibrator. He cocks his eyebrows up with an intrigued expression on his face. Picking it up, he corners you into the wall. “Oh, so this is how you stay tamed while I’m gone, Princess?” He smiles while tilting your chin up, “Well let’s have daddy give it a try on you, hm?”


Seokjin: 

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

You sent your lover Seokjin to your closet to look for a sweater so you two could head out to the grocery store so he could cook you dinner. As he was searching, he tipped over a box. He quickly went down to pick it up after a failed attempt to keep it from falling. As he kneeled over, a dildo quickly caught his attention. Not surprised, he called down to you from the other side of the house. “Jagi! I need you to come here!” Jin said in a sweet voice. You come to the threshold of the door and see him holding your toy in his large hand. “Jagi, do you need me to fuck you?” he said in a sweet sensual voice, placing the dildo down on the bed, and walking to meet you face to face. “It’ll be better than that plastic thing, I promise.”


Yoongi: 

Originally posted by my-eccentric-mind

Yoongi was looking through your desk for his ring that he left the previous day at your house. He scans the table and instead of finding his ring, he finds your glass dildo sitting right under the lamp. He grabs the dildo chuckling to himself as he examined it. “Ya! Y/N!” he called out to you. You heard it from the living room, and you quickly shuffled over and peeked your head into the doorway. Before you could say anything, you saw what he was holding in his hand. He came and roughly grabbed you by the arm. “You see this?” He hissed, brushing the cold glass dildo against your lips, “I’m gonna spread your legs, and fuck you with it.” his voice low and husky. “Then after, I’m gonna fuck you real good with my dick and have you tell me which one was better.” he finished, firmly grabbing onto your ass.


Hoseok: 

Originally posted by btsumari

It’s been a week or so since you and Hoseok were able to hang out. He decides to surprise you by coming over and visiting you with some a beautiful bouquet of red roses. He unlocks your door with your pin and goes to see if you are in your room, carefully and quietly. The door to your room is wide open, your bed is made, and all the lights are off. He decides to wait for you until you get home. Looking at all the photos you have displayed of you and him in your room, he smiles to himself. As he goes to look at the photos closer, he almost trips on an object on the ground. He catches himself from falling and looks down. He sees that it’s a fairly large vibrating dildo. He blinks twice to make sure he was seeing the object correctly. He moves it onto your nightstand and pulls out his phone to call you. It only rung twice until you picked up. “Hi sweetie, what’s up.” You answered. “Are you alone right now Jagiya?” he replied his satoori thick in his voice. “U-Uh, yes, why?” you hesitantly replied. “Good,” he started off, trailing his voice. “When you get home, I’m going to fuck you the best I ever have. I miss how you feel on me. I know you miss it too, Jagiya.


Jimin: 

Originally posted by louizlake

You decided to let Jimin sleep over your house for the first time. It’s been awhile since you two were dating, plus you thought it would be a lot nicer to hang out in the comfort of your home. While Jimin went to set stuff down in your room, he noticed something sticking out from the bottom of your bed. He wasn’t sure what it was, so he put his stuff down to quietly take a closer look. He knelt over, and reached his hand under the bed and grabbed a hold of the foreign object. As he brought it to his face, his eyes widened realizing what it was; a vibrator. You walk in on him discovering your little toy. You both are shocked, but not as much as Jimin. He drops the vibrator and starts stammering, embarrassed. “Ya ya ya ya Jagi I promise I didn’t mean to find this.” You feel your face burn up and you cover your face. Jimin quickly stands up to comfort you. “Ah Y/N, it’s okay. I just didn’t know you liked things like that.” he places a soft kiss onto your forehead like a stamp onto an envelope. You uncover your face and look up at him. “I bet I can make you feel a lot better than that toy,” he started as he licked his lips sensually, “You’ll be amazed at what my tongue will do for you baby.”


Taehyung: 

Originally posted by btsdaddy

You knock on your sweetheart Taehyung’s door. It didn’t take long for him to open. He’s wearing a simple outfit; a white t-shirt and some grey basketball shorts. “Y/N!” He exclaimed happily, opening his arms wide for you to melt into his embrace. You hugged him tightly, holding your purse securely to your side. You walked in, taking off your shoes. “You came quick, were you close by?” Taehyung asked while patting your head affectionately with a sweet smile. “Yeah, I was at the store picking up a few things. They’re in my purse.” you replied feeling yourself dissolve into his touch. “Let me put that down for you.” he insisted, holding his hand out to put your heavy looking purse down. You put your purse into his hands, and he gently set it down on the table. You thanked him and kissed his cheek. “Do you want something to drink?” Taehyung said pinching your cheek playfully, “I got your favorite fruit juice.” You nodded your head in approval. “Okay, let me go get you some” Taehyung said walking in the direction of the kitchen. As he was heading that way, his elbow bumped into your purse, and it tipped over, knocking all the contents to the floor. One of these items was a dildo. You and Taehyung frantically went to pick up the items from the floor. You were trying to hide the dildo, but Tae saw it first. “Jagi, what’s this?” he held up curiously. Flustered, you replied, “That’s mine.” He put it down on the table and smirked at you slyly. “You’re such a nasty girl. I knew you touched yourself while I wasn’t there to please you.” he started as he sat down onto the couch. “Come here, sit on my lap.” you looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Come now Jagi, I’m gonna make you forget about needing that thing. It’s gonna be nice and rough just how you like it.”


Jungkook: 

Originally posted by purelyjimin

“Wake up Y/N it’s 12 o’clock.” Jungkook said trying to snatch your sheets. You went to sleep late last night playing video games with your Kookie. He managed to wake up at 9, but you were still sound asleep. He slept over since it was too late to travel home. “Not yet Jungkook I’m still tired.” you lazily fought back, wrapping your bed sheets around your body more. “I’ll make brunch today instead of eating out if you wake up now.” He pleaded, pushing back the excess hair from his face. You groaned and rolled over to the other side of the bed. “Aish.” Jungkook whispered. He snatched the fluffy pillows from the bottom of your head. Instead of focusing on if that action woke you up or not, he saw a small vibrator in place of where the pillows were. He grabbed the vibrator and looked at it for a second trying to find the switch. He fumbled with the vibrator, finally finding the button that turns it on. The silent room was consumed with the buzzing of your toy. Your eyes shot right open when you heard the familiar sound. You weren’t sure whether to roll over or pretend to be sleeping. “Ya, what’s this Y/N?” Jungkook knelt down on your bedside right in front of your face holding the vibrator. You scrunched your face up pretending to still be asleep. He sighed and turned the vibrator off. He got closer to your face, knowing you were faking. “Y/N,” he whispered into your ear, his hands adventuring down into your pajama pants, “I’ll be sure to wake you up right now, and it will be with my dick. The more you disobey, the rougher I’ll be baby.”

Night time talks (boyf riends)

Okay so!! this is my first time writing a fic 4 bmc but its rly short sorry lmao

Please leave feedback and stuff!!

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“Hey, Jeremy? Remember when you first got that Squip?”

Micheal was talking to himself again, sitting in the dark in Jeremy’s bedroom. It was honestly quite pathetic; venting and talking to nobody.

Well, almost nobody.

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some general tips for people with executive dysfunction

1. invest in a can of dry shampoo!!! they’re not particularly expensive (mine is batiste brand, i got it for $8).  showering a lot can suck for low energy people, esp people who are trying to get their hair to adjust to getting washed less offten (hair gets oily very quickly after long periods of being washed every day) and this can save lot of time while also making you feel clean!! 

2. BANANAS ARE A GODSEND. i get very sick in the morning, and im also perpetually low on energy, which usually makes me opt out of breakfast. but bananas are quick, easy, filling, and (fun fact) make you less nauseous somehow? idk. they’re great. if you never eat breakfast like me, try to start buying bananas more often as its a really good backup 

(this one’s kind of big so ill break it down so its easier to read) 

3. clean stuff as soon as possible rather than waiting for it to build up. it doesn’t have to be huge, time consuming tasks. just small steps to save yourself from some stress in the future. 

  • pick up clothes from the floor the second you take it off and put it in the washing machine. you don’t have to turn it on or do the washing now, but now its off your floor which is great!
  • throw stuff in the trash can the first time around instead of having it pile up. take empty cups/plates into the kitchen right away (you can go around the house, or even just your room and pick up dishes whenever you need to take a break from working or studying)
  • quickly do your bed first thing!! it doesn’t have to be extremely neat, honestly just dust off your covers, fold it at the foot of your bed and fluff your pillows a bit!! it took a minute but now your room looks a lot cleaner!

4. break up everything into small tasks/create routines that are very specific! my example will be showering.

  • when i shower, i break it up into very very specific parts. the first thing, probably the hardest, is getting myself in the shower. focusing on how showering is not a stressful activity, how it feels good and how good you feel after can definitely minimize the amount of time i spend psyching myself to get up, as overtime the idea of showering becomes an intrinsic part of your day rather than a task or chore. 
  • after i get myself in, the hardest part’s done, and i can relax. i do my routine, which at this point, has become a no brainer. my routine is: shampoo, conditioner (but i dont wash it out), body wash/soap, face wash, brushing my teeth (yes i brush my teeth in the shower fuck off two birds with one stone), and then finally i wash the conditioner out! this is weird but if im done extra quickly, i’ll let myself just stand there until the water runs cold bc idk i really like showering?? 

starting a new routine is always difficult but just stick with it. you can start introducing a routine one task at a time, you can remember to just wash your hair and then get out if thats all the energy you have today. and dont be ashamed about music in the shower!!! i played music on my phone in the shower every day for a year maybe? ive stopped now bc my last phone’s headphone port broke bc of water damage but anyway thats not relevant 

5. keeping a calendar and planner is great in feeling good and organized. you dont have to get a super expensive bullet journal, just start small. i got my current calendar as a christmas gift (theres food puns every month i love it) and my school provides planners. dont feel obligated to use it EVERY DAY and constantly have the best handwriting. just keep it on your desk in class and at home for whenever you need it

6. music and podcasts are good for any time. waking up but feeling super anxious and you dont want to get up? music/podcasts drown out your thoughts and can help you start your day in a nice way. studying and feeling really bored and annoyed?? listen to your favorite songs. trying to go to sleep but your annoying brain wont shut up? nice chill podcasts, or even just longish youtube videos help. 

  • music (especially instrumental music) is best for when you need to think and focus on a task. podcasts are good for menial tasks that dont require you to think that much, as podcasts are more engaging and have you focus on something so you feel less bored/procrastinatey!!! 
  • my favorite songs to listen to when studying are actually playlists ive made! (here and here) and my podcast/video recommendations are off topic and grumpcasts/long game grumps videos, but i understand that this isnt for everyone (cw: lots of swearing, dark humor, stupid casual racism/sexism/transphobia/ableism but its just something i put up with bc i really like michael jones)

i can’t really think of anything else right now!! these are just all the things i do that actually do help a lot

i see lots of sentiment in the studyblr community that basically says “your future self wont be pleased with your pathetic excuses right now :)” and stuff like that and just…please remember that executive dysfunction is never “just an excuse”, it is a legitimate reason for not being able to complete tasks. feeling frustrated with yourself is normal, but you should never be made to feel guilty for not being able to do something, no matter how menial or how crucial. you’re great and you can do this <3

My tips for workout motivation!

So, you want to work out. But, oh no! You’re feeling a little unmotivated? You don’t know where to start? It isn’t always helpful to hear “just do it,” even if it’s a little bit true. There are times where we all feel unmotivated and that’s why we need to be dedicated, let out a deep sigh, and just do it.

It’s more mental than physical. Now, I know what you’re thinking. I know exactly what you’re thinking.

“–Crap.”

How do we become dedicated? It can take weeks to months for a habit to solidify so how do we break down a few of these mental barriers to even get there in the first place?

You don’t need a gym: A lot of people get stuck on “where” before “how” and there are a number of reasons why a gym membership is actually an inconvenience or out of budget for many individuals. There are also people who find the gym absolutely boring. That’s fine! Our bodies already come equipped with cardiovascular machinery and can be used as a resistance tool. Our own homes, parks, and backyards are perfect places to workout and with the addition of a few small, affordable tools you can even up to ante without ever setting foot inside a gym.

Small steps before big leaps: If you’ve never worked out before or simply need to get more active in general; then don’t worry too much with whipping your ass into a protoplasmic pile of goo quite yet. We’re all beginners at some point in time, and you need to let yourself be a beginner. The risk of injury is high for a beginner and that’s the biggest mood killer of them all. Don’t pop in a “Maximum Hardcore Power Shred 9000X²” DVD and expect to come out of that experience with a positive outlook on the days and weeks to come. You probably have some idea of where your fitness level is at, so be generous and be forgiving. For some people, fitness starts simply at taking more stairs and walking longer distances around town and that’s absolutely great.

Write out a plan for the day: At night, I often write in my phone’s little “sticky note” application what I want to do at the gym tomorrow morning and what weight, sets, and reps I may want to attempt them at. Not only will it help you zone in and focus on the task, but you’ll be thinking about your workout in advance as well. Having a plan will reduce the number of “unknown variables” so you can just get started and stop second guessing yourself, a life-saver for the anxious. 

Set out your workout clothes and supplies the night before: No matter when you’re planning to workout, just be ready well in advance. Don’t get stuck in a situation where you’re frantically trying to slap things together, getting stressed out, and only to discover your shorts are dirty and your water bottle has mysteriously been stolen by gremlins.

Try a different time of day if you’re stumbling with your current one: This one is dependant a lot on personality and the mercy of your schedule and home life. Understandably, some people have less flexibility so it’s not always possible to switch time slots around. This was personally my biggest game changer, though. I used to workout in the evening but by the end of a day my “introvert battery” was clocked and more times than not I said, “it’s blanket time.” Morning is my favorite time of day and I’m fresh when I wake up, so I started going in the morning. It sounds obvious but it honestly was the best thing I ever did.

Find an exercise that genuinely excites you: The best workout is one that is fun for you to do, not the one that burns the most calories. Don’t waste too much time on running if you’d rather have your toenails ripped out with a pair of rusty pliers. There are a million ways to get a workout, so shop around!

Switch it up and be open to trying something new: Having a game plan in place certainly is a pillar of success, but a good dose of spontaneity can give you that twinge of excitement you’re looking for and even introduce you to new workouts you never guessed you’d like. Personally, I’d love to try a Zumba class sometime!

Try a podcast or audiobook instead of music: Only continue your playthrough a little before a workout, while working out, and a little after a workout. If you’re getting somewhere juicy, guess what? Gotta workout.

Do something if you’re not up for everything: Making a good habit and becoming dedicated isn’t about having all cylinders firing at max 24/7. That is the key difference between motivation and dedication. If you don’t feel like challenging your personal records today, that’s fine. Pick a comfortable intensity, pick a nice small chunk of time. Also, going for a walk is an absolutely marvelous workout. It counts. It all counts.  Feeling like a shut in today? Keep a jump rope and a yoga mat around. Build a list of Youtube videos you could do on that rainy day. Get some bodyweight routines in or jog in place a little. If you’re sore, just stretch. Doing a little bit of anything will uphold your habit and your dedication. Some days we achieve, other days we survive. 

Sometimes rest days are announced, not planned: If you’ve been getting into the swing of things but wake up feeling sick, exhausted, or have unexplained pain take the rest if you really think you need it. You’re not “skipping the gym,” if you seriously need the rest. Try as we might to have a super tight plan, sometimes we have unexpected issues. Rest is also necessary.

@unfcking Ask and you shall receive! I hope you find something helpful here.

Sleepless Night

Anxiety has always and will forever be a child of the night. No one could deny that.

Decked out in his usual garb of all black, the facet could easily blend in with the 3am shadows, which is exactly what he was doing now.

Queitley, he moved, hood up and headphones in, the fridge was his destination. This had been the routine for the past few days now.

He’d stay in his room all day with the windows shut and the black curtains drawn. The room would be just dark enough, but yet he would not be able to fall asleep.

At first, he assumed it was his insomnia, that’s was on Monday, oh today was Monday too, huh- screw it time is an illusion. He ignored his inability to sleep up until Wednesday.

On Wednesday he did fall asleep, only to wake up gasping and sputtering his way into awareness, the odd thing is, he couldn’t even remeber the nightmare.

Thursday, he didn’t bother.

Friday…what did I do on Friday? Oh right, stared at the ceiling then came down for some snacks.

Saturday Morality dragged him out of bed, “you need to come spend time with us-”, said the Parent. Anxiety sighed, he had only just closed his eyes.

He was up all day.

Sunday was movie night, Thomas had implemented it a couple months back, something about getting relax together as one? Something like that.

They watched Sing together, it was quite amusing in his opinion. Prince obviously enjoyed it and so did Morality as both of them would sing loudly together at majority of the songs.

Logic surprised him, of course the Teacher didn’t sing, but he did clap along, as did Thomas. The movie night ended around 1am, everyone was asleep, except him.

Digging around in the fridge he found some strawberry yogurt, shrugging he grabbed a spoon and sat down on his black, one man, leather couch to enjoy the semi-sweet confection.

—–

Logic noticed it first.

On Tuesday, Anxiety was far more lethargic than usual.

The Teacher had greeted the younger facet only to receive a grunt and a small nod as a substitute for “good morning”.

It continued on into the afternoon, when Morality greeted him and he received a grunt in turn

Logic was puzzled as to why Anxiety was being closed off with them, well more closed off than usual, but he chalked it up as  the younger simply having a bad day.

——

Prince noticed it next.

Wednesday he saw Anxiety sitting in the commons and typing away at his phone.

“Greetings Anxiety”

The younger stopped, looked up and grunted something akin to “good morning”

Prince blinked.

“Are you feeling well?”

“ ’M fine”

And that was all the reply he got. Anxiety picked himself up and departed to his room.

“Rude”, pouted Prince.

The Royal huffed and made his way to the kitchen, a nice breakfast would be would take his mind off Anxiety’s gruff behavior.

Unfortunately for him the same thing happened at dinner, the darker facet simply brushed, well trudged past him with out saying a word. Could he slouch any lower?

——

Thomas noticed too.

He wasn’t making a video per say, just a little idle camera testing, a new angle trick he wanted to try out.

Of course anything new and different possibly warranted a negative out come and thus his need to summon Anxiety.

The facet would be sure to tell him everything that could go wrong, which in turn would allow him to fix it, ah good old reverse physiology.

But when Anxiety was summoned onto the stairs, he was queit.

“Anxiety? You ok?”

“I’m fine”, he grumbled, sheesh, someone was grumpier than usual today.

“Oookay, so what do you think-”

“That angle is atrocious, why is it tilted so low? The lighting is too dark for that area, do you want people to see you? That needs to move over to the left…”

—–

When Tomas finally finished fixing, well everything, he turned to his anxious side, he was going to ask the other what else might need adjustments…

Anxiety was nodding off right where he sat. His head was propped up by his hand and he was leaning on the railings of the stairs.

The facet was obviously exhausted, yet he kept fighting sleep. For every time his head bobbed, his elbow would slowly slide off his thigh….

His head bobbed. His elbow slid.

His head bobbed. His elbow slid.

His head bobbed. His elbow slipped.

Anxiety jerked up, slightly startled, blinking and groaning slightly when he realized what happened.

The facet stifled a yawn and rubbed his eyes. This was the first time Thomas realized that Anxiety wasn’t wearing his eye shadow, those were actual dark circles under his eyes.

When the facet turned to look at him, Thomas quickly faced  the other way, whistling, the utmost epitome of innocence.

—–

“Guys, have you noticed anything wrong with Anxiety?”

“Well he’s been queit-”, shrugged Logic

“And moody”, piped Prince.

“He hasn’t been sleeping well”

Thomas, Logic and Prince turned to Morality, the parent had a worried frown on his face.

“Why?”

“I’m not sure son-”

“Not your son, but is the something wrong with him?”

“I’m guessing you mean nightmares Thomas?”

“It could be that Logic-”

“Or he just can’t fall asleep-”

“That too Prince, but, why?”

“Well, there could be a lot of reasons as to why Anxiety can’t fall asleep-”

“How ‘bout we just help him fall asleep? Before he like, falls on his face? He already has bags the size of the moon-”

“Roman be nice”

“Sorry Dad”

Thomas chuckled, Logic rolled his eyes, but there was a slight up tilt of his lips.

—-
 
“Ok, so everyone agrees to the plan?”

“Of course”

“It seems applicable”

“You bet!”

Thomas laughed, “alright, operation bed time is a go!”

—-

His eyes were closing on him again.

Dammit.

He almost face planted this morning while he was tell Thomas to fix the absolute disaster that was the living- aka video-room.

He wanted to sleep, he really did, his body was tired and his brain was beginning to feel like mush. But every time he'd  wake up from a nightmare he could not remeber.

He was just about to give up and deal with the invisible nightmare, when he was summoned.

The abrupt departure from his room to the stairs made him slightly dizzy. Blinking away the stars his eyes landed on his host and eveyone else.

“Wha-?”

“We’re having a movie night!” Exclaimed Morality.

“But it’s not Sunday-”

“It’s not, that’s why this is not a regular movie night, since we have nothing tommorow, we’re going to see how many movies we can watch until we pass out-”

“Ookay, what kind of movies prettyboy?”

Prince smirked.

Anxiety sighed, “We’re going all out Disney marathon aren’t we?”

Logic nodded. Dad smiled, Prince had the biggest shit eating grin ever and Thomas was laughing at them all.

And so it began, a Disney Marathon paluza, Morality and Logic cuddled up (though Logic would never admit it) on one couch, while Thomas, Prince and Anxiety were on the next.

——

It was about half way to midnight when Prince felt a weight on his shoulder.
Anxiety was beginning to nod off.

Gently the Royal maneuvered the younger facet to lay comfortably onto his chest.

“Aww”, gushed Thomas and Morality

“Shhh! Don’t wake him!”, whisper shouted the fanciful side.

Either Anxiety didn’t care or was far too tired to care, the younger curled onto Prince, gripping his suit and burying his face into the elder’s chest.

“Awww”

The Royal rolled his eyes before tentatively running his fingers through Anxiety’s hair. The younger seemed to enjoy this as he leaned to the touch.

Shrugging internally, Prince continued his ministrations, Anxiety’s hair was really soft.

—–

When morning came, Logic found him self shaken awake via Morality.

He gave the other a questioning look but the he father simply pointed to his right.

Following the Parent’s gesture, Logic turned to see what was undoubtedly a cute sight.

Thomas was asleep leaning on the arm of the couch,  Prince was leaning on Thomas and Anxiety was curled up on Prince’s chest.

Morality chuckled quietly and took a picture, surprisingly Logic smiled and took one aswell.

—-

AN:// there, I gave fluff! Rellllllllll take it, take it all XD

Mobile won’t let me use Italics and bold sooo…. life

Anyway it’s midnight rn so time to tag some peeps.

@prinxietyhell @thebrightsun @prinxietys @anxietyismycuppatea
Tell me if I missed anyone :)

[TRANS] NCT DREAM Interview for CeCi September 2017 Issue!

It’s nice to meet you. You are having your comeback next week, please give a slight hint about your title song ‘We Young’.
Mark: personally, we are very happy with the title song this time. It’s an energetic and liberal song that fits the team, it will probably give you a feeling that we have matured once you hear the song. 

Come to think of it, I think every grew taller between you.
Mark: Jisung grew taller the most. 

Do you check your heights with each other?
Mark: Yes (laughs). Jisung always says “The big kids are tall~”.
Jisung: I was joking (laughs).
Renjun: Although we sleep late and don’t drink milk, we still grow. 

The first concert for Dream was SM Town Live Stage. How are you feeling after performing alongside Sunbaes on a large size stage?
Renjun: The feeling was new compared to other stages. Sunbaes always look cool, I was hoping I would become like that too so together on a stage seems like it’s a dream.
Mark: We showed an appearance that is of vast energy of a Maknae group. It was an honour to just climb on such a big stage, we were more touched by watching our usually-respected Sunbaes’ stages closely. 

You did a remake of Lee Seung Hwan’s, your big Sunbae, ‘Dunk Shot’, which song that you would remake amongst your Sunbae’s songs?
Mark: H.O.T.’s ‘Candy’.
Haechan: All of TVXQ’s songs!
Jeno: Personally, I like NCT U’s ‘The 7th Sense’. I really like the song, I practiced the dance a lot too with Jisung. Taeyong looks so cool (laughs). 

Who are each of your role models?
Mark:
Although there are many, if I must say one then Justin Bieber! Justin Bieber is still growing, so his music and image are growing as well, which is different from others. I want to resemble that image.
Jisung: Dean. (His) music is very sophisticated which is really cool
Haechan: Michael Jackson! He’s my forever wannabe.
Jeno: I want to be like Bruno Mars since my trainee days. I was charmed the first time I heard ‘Marry You’. I envy the fact that he can dance well and write songs well too.
Renjun and Chenle: It’s hard to just say one since there are so many. We would like to absorb a variety of merits from the musicians that we admire. 

The concept for today’s poster was ‘Dreamers who are dreaming’. Is there a recent dream that you remember?
Jisung: When it comes to dreams, it’s very vivid while I’m dreaming, strangely I can’t remember it when I wake up.
Mark: When I was young, I dreamt a lot of fantasy dreams, these days I seem to dream very mundane and real dreams.
Renjun: I saw my father in my dream last night. Since I can’t see him very often as he lives in China, I cried because it was so nice to meet him, when I woke up my pillow was wet. So I immediately video called him. I want to meet him soon.
Jeno: I had reoccurring dreams when I was young. The person who wrote the fox tale really bothers me, I seem to dream when I am stressed. I’ve dreamt this for three consecutive days.
Chenle: I dreamt a lot about fighting like the movie ‘Avengers’ when I wake up from the dream I felt relieved.
Haechan: These days I tend to lose consciousness just as I touch the pillow (laughs). I sleep soundly to the point where I can’t dream. 

How long does every sleep for?
Jisung: There are days when I don’t sleep at all. Then I regret not sleeping (laughs). If I sleep a lot then 8 hours?
Chenle: When we don’t have activities, I can sleep for about 10 hours.
Jeno: members usually don’t sleep at night. Rather, we become lively at night. Instead we sleep a lot in the morning. 

Then who is the member that sleeps the most?
Renjun: I think Haechan.
Haechan: If nobody turns on the lights in the room, I can sleep to no end. 

Average age 16.6. It’s an age where there’s a lot that you want to do and dreams to achieve. Do you know how precious this time is?
Mark: Of course. We can run around and laugh a lot, it’s free time. Even when I grow older I want to keep this heart, like Peter Pan, forever.
Renjun: Although there were times when I wish to become an adult as soon as possible, when I think about how there are things that only people my age can do, I feel everyday is very precious. 

Your friendship is very strong when I look at you closely today.
Mark: Since we live in separate dorms, most of the times we are apart. So, I contacted them more often than before. Should I be worried (laughs)?
Jisung: That’s why the days when we practice together as a group or like this shooting posters, we atmosphere is really good. 

When members meet together like this what do you do and play?
Haechan: We eat chicken and play games. If not, basketball or football!
Renjun: Jisung is very good at gaming. 

If you have to point out the wackiest member out of the team?
Jisung: Haechan.
Jeno: Jisung. Probably everybody would agree? He laughs at anything he can think of when he’s alone and still (laughs).
Jisung: That’s true.
Mark: Honestly, Jisung! Seriously 4D, it’s cute. 
Renjun: I choose Jisung too.
Haechan: I think it’s Renjun though.
Chenle: I choose Renjun too. 

Jisung and Renjun has the most votes. Then which member is the most rational?
Jisung: That is seriously Mark!
Renjun, Haechan: I choose Mark too.
Mark: In my opinion, I think it’s Jeno. 
Jeno: Mark is the sanest one.
Jisung: It’s not you. 

Renjun and Chenle’s Korean is very good.
Renjun: Still, sometimes, I still make mistakes when translating Chinese into Korean. 

What kind of mistakes?
Renjun: Ah, when I say (literally in Korean) skin when I mean ‘skin’, everyone bursts. 
Chenle: That’s right. Me too, when I ask, ‘Did you buy skin?’, Hyungs all laugh. (laughs). 

In ‘Highschool Rapper’, the oldest member, Mark’s act was really something. Are there any individual activities that other members would like to do if given the chance?
Jisung: I want to form another NCT unit, when I can do solo activities I would like to do that. Ah! I most definitely want to shoot my favorite Chicken advertisement (laughs). 
Chenle: For me, CF (laughs)! I haven’t thought about doing any individual activities.
Mark: There are many things I would like to do regarding music. Since I like guitar performances, I would like to show me performing if I get the chance.
Jeno: I would like to try acting like D.O. sunbae. I also think it would be fun to form a hip-hop unit with Mark.
Haechan: My dream since I was young is to be a singer song writer. I wish the day I listen to the song I made would come soon.
Renjun: I would like to do global activities. I would also like to try acting and variety if I get a chance. 

You are called SM’s futures. What kind of future does NCT Dream dream of?
Mark: I think our biggest weapon is our possibilities. We wish to show our, although yet young, but still growing appearances, and become a group that is cool physically, mentally and musically who listens to our friends’ stories. 
Haechan: NCT Dream’s original goal was to become ‘Healing-ers to older brothers and sisters. Group that gives friends and younger ones, hope.’ We always aim for this goal and work hard while doing so. 
Jeno: I wish to show those who are look after us, our growth. To become a group who can bring gifts of hope, friendship, happiness, and emotion.

Translation:  Teddy @ FY! NCT (NCTINFO) | Source: Grazia

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Living with Baekhyun

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

  • Him waking you up by singing loudly
  • Sometimes he would be a nice boyfriend and let you sleep
  • Him sneaking into the shower when you’re in
  • You making breakfast together
  • Him stealing food from your plate
  • Him feeding you
  • You fighting over the tv remote
  • “But I want to watch music shows!”
  • “You only watch them because you want to see yourself Baek! You’ve already watched this episode!”
  • Watching puppy videos together
  • Him lifting up your tshirt whenever he has the chance
  • You wearing his hoodies
  • Him bringing Mongryeong over
  • “Why are you cuddling my dog when you have me?”
  • “Your dog is cuter”
  • You helping him dye his hair
  • Backhugs 7/24
  • Him walking around naked
  • “Wear something.”
  • “I know you like it, stop denying it.”
  • You using him as a pillow
  • Him playing with your hair
  • Cuddles on the couch
  • He would start kissing your neck as you cuddle
  • And that turns into something more later because you can’t say no to Baekhyun *wink wink*
  • You trying everything to make him moan
  •  His moan is your favourite sound
  • Him stealing the blanket at night
  • Him begging to shower together
  • “Why not?”
  • “You know, when we get into the shower together, the last thing we do its shower.”
  • You distracting him while he plays video games
  • “(Y/N) stop showing your foot into my face!!!”
  • Him being loud
  • Him making your laptop wallpaper a picture of himself
  • Cuddles on the couch
  • He would start kissing your neck as you cuddle
  • Living with Baekhyun would make you tired but you would have a lot of fun with him! 

anonymous asked:

Do you have any just happy fluffy (I don't mind if smutty or nah) established relationship sterek just nice and derek is happy yay pls

AND

Anonymous said:Hey so I just had a really crappy prom experience so I could use some fics, can you give me some established fics with sterek? An update maybe? Thank you you guys really helped me get through this.

I’m sorry about your prom. But hopefully this fluffy list will help. And here’s the tag for more. 

Originally posted by girlmeetssterek

Ephemeral by thegirlgrey

(1/1 I 2,100 I Teen)

Stiles has a weird reaction to his anesthesia. He wakes up with temporary amnesia. The resulting video gets 1 million hits on YouTube in 6 hours. (Beyoncé can suck it.)

Ashes, Ashes by ShanaStoryteller

(1/1 I 2,699 I Teen)

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.

“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”

boys will be boys by HalfFizzbin

(1/1 I 1,309 I General)

Schedule a parent-teacher conference with the Hales at your own risk.

Let me take care of you by LillianDeLooney

(1/1 I 3,434 I Mature)

Stiles is six months pregnant with Derek’s babies when his mate gets home as a teenager, somehow having gotten de-aged again. Their mate bond is still strong, however, and all Derek wants to do is take care of Stiles…

When the Sky Fills With Rain by BarlowGirl

(1/1 I 5,205 I Explicit)

Derek raised an eyebrow. “You know I can shop for myself, right?”

“I know you can,” Stiles said. “But I don’t think you will. So we’re gonna go to Walmart and get you a couple packs of tank tops ’cause you look really hot in those and some more t-shirts and Henleys and basically whatever you need, and I’m going to stare at you and maybe drool a little while you try them on. And then we can go to wherever you usually buy jeans and I’m going to stare at your ass while you try those on.”

“Good to know,” Derek said dryly.

Stiles grinned. “Yup. And then you can wash them in my washing machine and leave them on my couch until they stop smelling like strangers and smell like us.”

Derek absolutely did not turn red.

Or: 5 Times Stiles Took Care of Derek and One Time Derek Took Care of Stiles.

When Nothing Else Works by hannah_baker

(1/1 I 5,915 I Teen)

Sheriff Stilinski is slowly and begrudgingly accepting the fact that werewolves exist, regular bad things still do happen sometimes, and his son may or may not be dating Derek Hale behind his back.

Or, the one where having Derek Hale in his bed is the only way Stiles can get to sleep. Much to his father’s annoyance.

Puppy Separation Anxiety by KaliopeShipsIt

(2/2 I 9,188 I General)

Derek and Stiles’ three year old daughter is completely fine with Derek dropping her off at Pre-K, but has a separation anxiety induced meltdown every time Stiles does.

Naturally, Derek jumps to conclusions that couldn’t be farther from the truth if he’d tried.

The One with the Kiss Cam by nerdfightingwhovian

(1/1 I 9,224 I Teen)

While at a hockey game, which was totally Stiles’s idea, the cameramen behind the Kiss Cam think Erica and Stiles are together. Derek, right next to Stiles, has to intervene on the behalf of his mate.

Also, there might or might not be a homophobic couple who start screaming at our werewolfy hero. He also might or might not give them the cold Hale stare.

Excerpt:
“We were all wondering if we could go see a hockey game. Erica and I really love to watch hockey, and Boyd finds it fascinating, mainly because it makes Erica blood thirsty, and their sex life is really weird. And Danny likes it and so does Kira, and she’s single and ready to mingle after her last boyfriend turned out to be less than ideal. Isaac is pretty much interested in anything that will guarantee him getting laid. And Scott and Allison just want to use the cold rink as an excuse to cuddle. And Lydia will jump at any chance to do more match and basically show off her brain to everyone within hearing distance.”
“What about Jackson.”
“Fuck Jackson.” And yeah, Derek should have expected that.

you break the mountain down by runphoebe

(1/1 I 10,655 I Explicit)

Stiles is pretty sure that it’s not normal to have a sexual awakening six years into a relationship. He’s pretty sure that’s supposed to happen at the beginning and not, you know, after you already have a mortgage together.

Stiles and Derek have been together for six years when Stiles graduates from college and moves back to Beacon Hills.

This Is Your Life, Derek Hale! by PolarisTheYoungWolf

(7/7 I 23,699 I Explicit)

I need more de-aged Derek and pregnant mate Stiles! Can you imagine de-aged teen Derek being told he has a family of his own? Like the baby(babies) are born and he’s like that for like…a weekend or maybe even a week or longer. And it’s just overwhelming and awesome and funny and teendaddy Derek trying to also be a doting husband/mate and maybe they have to go out…because the babies have chickenpox and they need the pink lotion to help with the itching(Do werewolves get chicken pox? Maybe one of the babies is human and got it in case Were’s can’t?) and Derek is torn from staying with his pups and getting something that will help their recovery? I dunno…just…de-aged daddy Derek that’s mates with Stiles is TOO cute an image!!!!

Take My Hand, Take My Whole Life Too by MereLoup

(4/4 I 82,981 I Explicit)

Derek spent too much time, walking amongst the ashes of his life and refusing to move on into the future; refusing to move past the anguish. But somewhere along the way he found purpose, rebuilt this house, found his mate, and he realized that this didn’t have to be the end, that he could continue the legacy of the Hale pack and carry on the traditions and rebuild his life. And now, in this house, with his pack, he was beginning the next generation of the Hale Pack with the most incredible mate he could have ever dreamed of.

I have spent many fortnights trying to delete the pain like a really bad poem I never meant to type up, you are the only one that has showed up everyday without my asking. Time after time, I have cried about it. I don’t cry anymore, but you’re right, it still hurts. Love has to hurt us in order for us to recognize all that we’ve done– and maybe it wasn’t about her. The essence of who she was to me, I think that’s the most important part. You see I have a strange philosophy, I don’t think you really fall out of love with anyone. The last woman I have shared this theory to, she laughed at me. She never even let me explain, so I don’t share my intimate and close thoughts with people anymore. Not like that at least. The thing is this. You don’t act a certain way because it used to hurt someone. You are self-destructive, but you recognize it. When you fall in love and it’s reciprocated– it’s like a whole new universe imploded into being. It’s like drinking poison and knowing you’ll survive it. I have tried to write about other things, I’ve come to a simple conclusion. Love is and will always be the only thing worth writing about. Choosing different professions, but staying because of one simple factor: you love your work. Love. It’s the most qualified aspect of humans, we didn’t become the dominating species on this planet because we were stronger, we became so because we felt the pain of losing a loved one. The fact that we can overload our whole being with emotions, that makes us powerful. We’re like supercomputers that truly only understands the need to feel love and to be loved. Our 1s and 0s, our xoxoxo’s. I think about you from time to time, I try not to write about you. I want to ask you about the times when you promise to never leave and how I believed you. There is no greater progress than heartbreak. Give a woman a broken heart and she’ll be more powerful than anything manmade after she has pulled through. Give a man a broken heart and he’ll never be the same after the trigger is pulled. They may search forever, but if happiness calls for it. I’ll do my time, I’ll find peace within my pieces that I’ve given away. There’s so much more to us than how we are seen by the people who couldn’t put up with us anymore. The foundation of love starts with the self. All things shall pass given enough time, the people who needs us, the people who wants us, the people who adds to our core values, and the person we need to survive the suffering– the story doesn’t end because of a bad year, the story doesn’t end because your heart hasn’t fully healed. Our greatest weapon, the brain– it can be quite the bitch. You may be having the best day of your life, but a familiar smell can trigger you. The cologne he always put on right before dinner, although you both never went to anywhere fancy. He wanted to smell nice around you. The perfume she always wore before bed, I just want you to remember how I smell just in case you mess me while I’m at work. Our memories are linked to all of our senses, how else can we remember so much? The subtleties of us– these are the things that I still love about you even if you’re not the person that I call when I wake up. The person that you talk to right before you fall asleep will always change, but the feelings will stay the same. If you’re into video games, love is always the final boss. Instead of beating it, you’re always sitting there on top the roof of the tallest building throwing our paper planes with our favorite poems. Your favorite things inside of one smile, how lips can change for each emotion. You’re not in this part of my life, but you’re still altering my decisions. It’s weird to be attached to people, I try not to. It’s within my nature to cling, so I would rather be alone. It’s within my heart to love, so I don’t go out much. It’s said that we have soulmates scattered all over the planet, I wonder how many times we’ll have to say goodbye until the timing’s right. Your birthday is coming up in two months, I want to call, but I really shouldn’t. I shouldn’t be texting you or writing about you, but there’s a part of me that can’t let go and that’s a thing I’ll have to write out. I’m happy that you’re happy, I truly am. He’ll give you the universe inside of a universe– I could never give that to you. I just wish you supported me more. I put people on high pedestals, you’re right. We’re just human. I love with a permanent third degree burn, I lose my cool when things don’t go as planned. Almost a whole two years and I’m still writing about you. What a shame, what a shame. I’m still a letdown. I’m happy about meeting you though, because without you. I wouldn’t be who I am today. Without my mistakes, I can’t be better. I was never taught how to love, so I love until my heart breaks and then I love some more. Maybe I’ve got a problem, but it doesn’t matter. The only thing that does is I have an outlet. Who could’ve known that writing poetry would be helpful? I didn’t even know how to write a poem prior to saying I love you. You changed my ways for the better. I am flawed, but I could’ve been way worse if it wasn’t for you. I still ponder, but it’s alright. Things don’t last forever, I am less naive. People can choose to leave, I no longer bleed when my thoughts say that I should. These days I keep it short, if you bring up love, I’m out. Scared to fall in love, let’s just be friends. My soul is heavy, I keep my personality light. They say that we are all of the people we’ve ever loved. A most loved piece from everyone– a collection of good habits from my exes, I am the x on the treasure map. I should have treated you better turns into I won’t treat the next one like that. I shouldn’t write anymore love poems, I don’t know what it feels like anymore– yet I still write. They always ask how I’m able to write such words? These days I’m less myself and more of someone else. The more I think I got it figured out, the more I realize I don’t have shit figured out. It’s not poetry, it’s just an honest love letter. It’s not love, it’s just another way to not hate yourself. It’s not pain, it’s just another thing to get over. I didn’t have depression before I met you, but after you it all makes sense. The story doesn’t end with you, it ends with me. The story has more than one chapter, you’re just a page I need to rip out. It’s okay to remember, it’s not okay to long for emotions that are no longer there. Maybe one day I’ll forget about you, maybe one day I’ll be over you. It ends someday, ya know? I’m just waiting for things to pass and for things to last. I’m sorry that I can’t give the world to you. I’m sorry that I hurt you. I’m sorry that we’re just friends. I’m sorry that it didn’t work. I’m sorry that I said those words to you. I’m sorry that I never wrote anything for you. I’m sorry about not visiting anymore– you’re getting way attached and I can’t break your heart like that. I’m sorry that you’re waiting for me, it’ll all make sense some day. I’m sorry that you cried for nothing. I’m sorry, I’m not that guy. I’m just a simple poet with simple words. The story thus far is not pretty, but it will end beautifully.
—  The story thus far