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A PSA to young folk:

If someone you’re interested in says something like, “You shouldn’t be with me, because I’m damaged and I only hurt everyone, and I’ll never get better,” BELIEVE THEM.  Because they are saying that for one of two reasons:

1- They think it’s cool and romantic to be dark and damaged.  They are incorrect.  Fetishizing mental illness is not ok.

2- They truly believe this about themselves, and are unwilling to do anything to work on their issues, right now, and will take their hurt out on you.  Things may change in a few years, when they are ready to face it, but it is NOT YOUR JOB TO FIX THEM.  YOU ARE NOT THIER SAVIOR.

However, if someone you’re interested in says something like, “Yeah, I have issues, but I’m working on them.  It’s hard, and I don’t always win, but I’m working on it.“  That’s a good sign.  It means they’re self-aware enough to be in a healthy relationship.  But please remember, even then, that IT IS NOT YOUR JOB TO FIX THEM. 

Bottom line: when someone tells you who they are, believe them.

reasons to love day6


  • A Dork, a lanky palm tree
  • loud at first and then becomes really quiet and listens to/observes other people
  • best facial expressions 
  • is always willing to give up something if he feels like someone else would benefit more from it (eg: when he gave wonpil the last piece during the vlive mukbang
  • wow how did i go this long without mentioning hIS VOicE?!?!?!???? boy knows how to pull off the raspy hipster voice while still clearly expressing emotion
  • when he clears his throat in every single damn radio show cover (+Dance Dance) 
  • casually has all these melodies and beautiful lyrics hidden somewhere in his head 
  • actually a really deep thinker even though on the surface all he does is meme
  • the fact that he already graduated college before he got into the industry so he’s pretty much got himself all figured out 
  • most relatable human (”I am trash but it is worth it” -Jae 2k17)
  • american humour, totally a tumblr dude
  • can someone pls tell him he looks good with or without his glasses he’s so insecure
  • looks like the kind of person that would either be really fun or really boring on road trips


  • Meme Father, busan boy
  • looks serious and intimidating until he does literally anything
  • that look he gets where he’s initially ticked off and then realizes that he should probably just let it go
  • i think i’ve only ever heard him go out of tune once, like ever
  • when he uses the shaker in english song covers
  • that time he said “misunderstanding” on asc
  • he’s so willing to make a fool out of himself for others’ enjoyment (eg: basically any time he dances and he knows everyone’s laughing because he’s horrible but he OWNS IT
  • he’s sassy literally 25/7 he’s so sarcastic bih i LOVE it
  • how he clearly understands what people are saying in english but he just laughs silently and doesn’t respond 
  • he learned how to play so many instruments before he settled on guitar and leader 
  • his aCcENt,, 
  • he dresses himself like a casual fratboy or a farmers child there’s no in-between 


  • The Middle Child 
  • mediates all conversations between all members always
  • can someone call him YoungK at least once pls
  • is he sleeping or is he jumping off the walls rn who knows could be either one
  • so spontaneous and goes with the flow and super chill
  • relatable university student (”are you ready for your exam?” “no i’m going to study the night before”)
  • when he says CAAAAnada and Toroooonnuh (as a canadian I certify that’s how we say it)
  • he just really loves terry 
  • a lyrical genius,, man in a movie got me shook fam
  • somehow finds time to write and compose almost all day6 songs while still balancing school life and personal life
  • that time wooyoung exposed him by telling the story of how drunk Brian wouldn’t stop saying fuck into the phone
  • how quickly he mastered english even though he only lived in canada for a few years (I know people who’ve been here for 10+ years and they still can’t pronounce the “th” sound it’s difficult ok)
  • how flawlessly he transitions between falsetto and his normal singing voice and then it goes really low and then oh that’s a truMPet
  • does anyone even know what his real hair colour is anymore


  • Personification of Sunshine 
  • his go-to facial expression is to smile as wide as he can
  • the way his whole face and body language changes when he smiles
  • his voice is so unique but he’s got a great range and it’s really strong
  • he tries so hard when speaking in english
  • embraces the fact that he gets weird sometimes and runs with it (”hyung are you a bear”)
  • has written some of the most beautiful lyrics in their songs 
  • winking machine
  • “this dance move is really hard guys seriously try it” 
  • that sound he makes when he’s really confused like EH?? and he just stumbles over his words until it fades into quiet and then he goes AAAH AH AH AH OK 
  • fashion icon 
  • he’s just here to have a good time fam 
  • aegyo king except he spends like a full minute hyping himself up to do it
  • he just really loves dowoon


  • little baby puppy don’t hurt him
  • has so much love for the other members and is so grateful
  • looks like a cinnamon roll but can actually kill you 
  • strong af (eg: that time he killed a mosquito and ended up punching a hole in the freaking wall) 
  • sososososososososoo shy and his ears get red but he embraces it and tries to overcome it 
  • when he speaks you’re automatically like ??? did that voice just come out of that smol bean
  • and is actually so sassy and sarcastic??
  • has the best comedic timing 
  • every once in a while he comes out with these sayings that are absolute gems ok;
  • ”dowoon what are your dreams” “I’m so rich that I take the taxi everywhere. actually I don’t take the taxi. I walk.
  • “say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” “superaoefjnoawenfiaweocious” (nailed it)
  • “i’m a man in a….” “ moooovieee~” 
  • when he speaks english (”your eyes like… black hole.”)
  • pretty much grounds the whole group 
  • is taking vocal lessons! pls support this shy puppy
March Horoscopes

Aries: friends and family are important to you. You’re having trouble reaching out and getting help with your problems right now. Don’t be afraid to open up and focus on your priorities

Taurus: You’ve been stuck in a rut lately. Get out of your comfort zone and try new things. A secret is making you nervous. You’re prone to small accidents right now, so be careful when handling sharp objects.

Gemini: now is a good time to start a new project, especially something out doors. Remember to stay positive as the seasons change and don’t let the negativity of the past few months hold you back. You’re vulnerable to stomach upset right now, so avoid salads.

Cancer: things are looking up! Don’t overwhelm yourself with too many commitments, focus just on one thing at a time. It’s ok to be selfish sometimes. Your lucky numbers are 9, 35, and 83.

Leo: the thing you’ve been dreading will soon come to pass. Do not shy away from the road ahead, and embrace adversity as you’ll only grow for it. Unrelated, but now would be an excellent time to plan a short vacation somewhere new.

Virgo: Chill Virgo. Virgo you have got to relax. The problems of close friends and family are not your problems, let other people take care of themselves. It’s a good time to take bold action and personal risks. Break up with him Virgo.

Libra: Things are going positively in your career. Now is the time to make long term commitments and big purchases. Some wind chimes would be nice.

Scorpio: despite everything, you still cannot legally marry a spider. Maybe that’s for the best. Stop taking wild gambles and think before taking action. Consult a close friend for advice on important decisions. Your color this season is teal.

Sagittarius: now is the time to start focusing on your health. Start a diet and workout regime, do a juice cleanses, quit vaping. Really just get down on a bowl of that sweet sweet kush. Be careful when running outside though, as you’re more likely to encounter petty bad luck this month.

Capricorn: I don’t know if I want to be you or marry you. You’re in the spotlight this month- enjoy the attention you deserve. Fortify relationships with Aquarius and Taurus, they’ll help you to further greatness. Be sure to push food away from the edge of the counter this month and be wary of ants.

Aquarius: you did it! The period of strife is over, so enjoy your well earned break. Remember balance work and pleasure. A Virgo is very important to you. Don’t start any big projects until you have all the small things you’ve been letting pile up handled. Avoid gluten. You literally cannot digest wheat gluten like stop eating so much pasta. Aquarius come on.

Pisces: it’s your month! Don’t let jealousy get the best of you. If you feel you are being outshined or ignored, just build yourself a bigger pedastal. Fuck Capricorn it’s your month. Bitch. You’ll have a fateful encounter at a smoothie stand this month.


Arranged by AiRPLAY

MINO: You disappear from my sight with spiteful and harsh words
I used to shout without hesitation
Anyone could see that I was a fool
Even if I’m sorry now, nothing will change, I know
JINU: Even if you swear, it’s ok, even though you might think it wasteful
I just want to hear your voice
YOON: “You fool, you idiot”, I know now that everything is my fault
“You’re dumb, you’re stupid”, I know now that everything is my fault
Baby I was a fool, I was a fool
HOON: I said, so selfish, until now I always only think for myself
I think I’ve gone insane, I’m the one who pushed you away
I was a fool, baby, I was a fool
Even if I regret it now, nothing will change, I know
JINU: Even if it’s just a few moments, that’s ok
Even if it’ll be the last time I see you
If I could see you again
YOON: “You fool, you idiot”, I know now that everything is my fault
“You’re dumb, you’re stupid”, I know now that everything is my fault
Baby I was a fool, I was a fool
MINO: You, who shined so blindingly, leave far, far away
I search for the scattered memories
I miss you every day, every day
Yes I know I’m late, late
Come back as if nothing happened, baby
MINO&HOON: You, who shined so blindingly, leave far, far away
I search for the scattered memories
I miss you every day, every day
Yes I know I’m late, late
Come back as if nothing happened, baby
JINU: I know now that I’m a fool, an idiot, an ugly jerk
YOON: “You fool, you idiot”, I know now that everything is my fault
“You’re dumb, you’re stupid”, I know now that everything is my fault
Baby I was a fool, I was a fool
I was a fool

trans by chrissy96_


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Request: Imagine Castiel walking in on you changing w/ fluff and smut. Requested by @castiel-savvy18

Warnings: Sticky sweet fluffy smut, self image and esteem issues, mutual pining, so much lovey-dovey fluff you might think it’s a hallmark movie

A/N: It was a simple request that I went and made complicated; I hope that’s ok. Constructive feedback is always welcome and send me an ask or DM if you’d like to be added to my tag list.


Being the only female living in the bunker, it wasn’t uncommon for you to disappear to your room for a few hours to be alone. Castiel and the Winchesters just assumed you needed some space and never questioned it.

That is, until today. Sam and Dean had been arguing about the best way to take out some mystery monster from a random horror movie on Netflix. Castiel would offer his opinion when asked, but his focus was set on wondering where you were.

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anonymous asked:

Refer to England as “a mysterious and warlike nation off the coast of western Asia”

“We got asigned the English Jewel. Amazing. I really didn’t want to deal with the british.”

“The… the british? Who are they?” Jia asked, confused. She was well versed on foreign cultures, but this was the first time she had heard of them. Ailén stared at her, surprised. 

“You’ve never heard of them? How lucky.” There was an unusual, bitter edge to her voice. Whoever those people were, they were probably unpleasant. “They are from an island, off to the West of Asia, far away from this country. Their culture is one of war, of conquer. Their expansionism respects no frontier. For centuries, the british have only ever left their island with the intention of gaining more power. Through the years, they’ve installed themselves as colonizers of so many lands… Wherever they plant their flag, they install their culture. They think themselves superior.” Ailén snorted mockingly when she said the last part. As for Jia, she wasn’t sure if she’d ever want to meet one of those people. Too bad their trip was inevitable. If she was being honest with herself, they sounded scary. The other girl continued her narration, unaware of Jia’s thoughts. “I… I’m not sure I completely understand them. Their ways are so completely different from what we’re used to… I don’t know how anyone could ever live like that.”

“They certainly don’t sound like the peak of civilization. But, Ailén, are they too dangerous? Will we be ok?” Jia was sure her fear showed. If there was even the slightest chance that they’d be hurt… She’d find a way to change their destination. Ailén chuckled, “oh, don’t worry. We’ll be fine. They never fight their wars on their territory, and we’ll only be there for a few days. Besides,” she added coily, “they are really cute. Their features are so exotic!” 

Jia rolled her eyes at that. If Ailén was joking about their looks, then that meant they weren’t as mean as they sounded. “Fine, ok. Let’s unravel the mistery of the English Jewel. You’ve told me of their violent nature. Now it’s time to get acquainted with the other parts of their culture. We’d better not anger them.”

~ Mod A.

PS: this is totally how white people sound when they describe non-western customs. Especially in movies. It’s not an exaggeration. 

How They React When They Accidentally Walk In On You Changing


You are changing in your room, only in bra and panties, when the door opens, without anyone knocking on it. You try to cover yourself the best you can but fail. You see it’s Rick. When he sees you are half naked, he turns around. “Shit (y/n) I’m so sorry! I should have knocked” “It’s ok Rick…” you say as you put your blankets around yourself. He turns around and you see that his cheeks are red. “When you are done dressing just join us for the run”. You nod and Rick leaves. At the run, he barely speaks to you and you know it’s because he’s still shock and shy of what happened earlier. 


 You just get out of the shower and just finished drying. You grab your panties and pants, putting them on. As you reach for your shirt, the door open and reveals Daryl. “Fuck” he says, his cheeks turning bright red. You hide your naked breast, blushing too. Daryl stares at you for few seconds and just turns around and leaves, closing the door behind him. You finish dressing and walk downstairs to see Daryl drinking a glass of water. When he sees you, he looks away still shy. “I’m sorry, Michonne told me there was no one in the bathroom” he says. “It’s ok Daryl, it’s not that bad”. He nods and walks away. 


You are changing in Negan’s room after a deserved shower. You both just came back from a run. He enters the room and sees you barely clothed. He smirks “Don’t you dare putting back these clothes doll” he says walking to you. You smile and put your shirt away, staying in underwear. Negan put his arms around your waist and kiss you roughly. You kiss him back and he takes off his clothes, keeping only his boxers. He takes off your bra and kisses your breasts. He leaves few hickeys here and there and then he takes off all your clothes. That night, Negan gave you the best sex you ever had 


When Carl enters while you are changing, he can’t help but stare at you. He never saw you in only your underwear and he thinks that you look stunning. All of your perfect curves that makes him go crazy, your skin that is so soft under his touch. He keeps staring at you for few seconds, or maybe a minute, and when he realizes what he’s doing, he blushes deep and looks down. “Sorry, I was just making sure if you were alright… I’ll leave”. He walks out of the room and you smile and chuckle at how cute he looked. When you see him later in the day, he always blushes and you smile.


When he sees you wearing only one of his shirts, he smirks softly and smiles, openning his arms. “You know that you look cute in that shirt, it actually fits you more than it fits me”. You smile and so does he. He walks to you and gives you a sweet kiss on the lips. You kiss him back and continue dressing even if Paul is in the room, you didn’t care since he is your boyfriend. When you finish changing, you both walk out and he gives you a slap on the ass, making you chuckle. “Why that?” you ask him on a funny tone. “Cause that ass belongs to me, like you do baby” he says putting his arms around you.

The Joker x Reader - “Mini Monster in Training”

The Joker is going to babysit his daughter alone for the first time. You really need to get away for a little bit so hopefully the two of them will manage without you. How hard can it be?!

“Here she is, baby,” you whisper, handing over your 6 months old daughter to J.  She’s still sleeping and he reaches his hands, impatient:

“Gimme!” he grins, placing Emma on his chest, careful not to wake her up. “I don’t want you to go,” he talks in a low voice, caressing her back.

“I’ll only be gone for a few hours, OK? I really need to dye my hair and get out of the penthouse for a little bit.”

“What if I have to change her? I don’t like that part,” The Joker pouts, pulling on your hand.

“Then just change her, you’ll be fine. Text me or call me if something happens,” you lean over to kiss him, then kiss her little head and sneak out of the bedroom before he complains some more.

“Don’t stay too long!” you hear him before closing the door.

It’s for the first time J is babysitting on his own. Since it’s still morning, he takes a little nap with her, feeling lazy for once. When she starts moving around he opens his eyes, hoping she won’t wake up yet. He keeps on looking at her, amazed on how cute she is.

She’s so adorable, he thinks, mesmerized by her dark blonde, curly hair. I sure made a beautiful baby; I’m such a stud! J praises himself since there is no one else around to do it for him.

Emma starts rubbing her eyes, and finally lifts her head up, babbling something The Joker finds irresistibly sweet so he kisses her forehead, taking a deep breath, not understanding why he feels so ecstatic.

“Hey, Pumpkin Pie, we’re home alone, what do you think about that, hm? Wanna have some fun with daddy?”

She grows more and more impatient and he has to get up, heading towards the living room.

“What are you wearing?” he chuckles, noticing the writing on her little pink onesie: “Miss J - Mini Monster in Training.” You two ordered so many personalized clothes for her she has a room full that will hopefully be worn at least once before she grows older. “That’s right, daddy’s Mini Monster,” he lifts her up really high in his arms and she giggles like a little mouse, showing him the few little teeth she has. “You like that? Daddy knows what you like,” he smirks, putting her down in the crib with a bunch of toys.

“I have to take a shower and I’ll be right back, little Princess,” and he heads towards the bathroom when he gets the text from you:

“I forgot to tell you I fed and changed her before I left so you should be good for a while.”

Thank God, The Joker rolls his eyes, relieved, trying to be as fast as possible while getting ready for the day.

After he’s done he takes his daughter with him in the office, holding her while trying to write down in his agenda. Emma pulls on his diamond earring, trying to get the shiny stone out.
“Auch, little Doll, that kind of hurts,” he moves his head away from her tiny hand and she won’t have any of it so she starts whimpering, unhappy he’s denying her something she was having fun with.

“Oh, no, don’t cry, daddy doesn’t like that,” he frowns, bouncing her in his arms for a bit, then he gives up, resigned, letting her go back to her play while she coos, starting to chew on his shirt. Her hands move from his earring to his hair, pulling on the green strands.

“You like my hair?” he scribbles on the paper, absent minded while she keeps on drooling and biting even more on his favorite shirt. “Pumpkin Pie, not on my purple shirt!” he whines, exasperated when finally notices what she’s doing. J puts her down on the floor, wiping as much as he can off the silk and she starts slowly crawling around his feet, rattling some of the toys she finds around the carpet from time to time.

The Joker feels her by his leg but doesn’t pay attention until it’s too late: she is chewing on his favorite pants now, preoccupied with her task.

“Noooo, little Princess, not my pants too,” J huffs, lifting her up again and he realizes it wasn’t probably a good idea to wear fancy clothes while babysitting. He heads towards the closet and gets a pair of sweatpants out, quickly changing before the baby gets too fussy in the crib.

“There, better,” he concludes and seeing she dribbled all over her onesie, he wants to change her too. He digs around her attire, not being able to decide until he finds the yellow one-piece that gets his attention: “Mommy just wanted a massage and here I am.” He starts laughing, amused, remembering that night: this really is how Emma happened. Of course it was your idea to have it immortalized on fabric.

The Joker puts her on the bed and since he’s doing all this work, might as well change her diaper too, even if it’s barely wet. He is super-fast because he hates diaper duty and after his daughter is all buttoned up in the onesie, he notices he forgot to give her a new Pampers.

“Dammit!”, he mumbles, starting all over again, struggling to keep her in place and she fights him on the verge of crying because he’s taking too long and she wants her freedom. “There, there, you’re done!” he announces, tossing her in the air and catching her, avoiding disaster because now she’s very happy again. “Daddy knows what you like!” he squishes her chubby cheeks together, kissing them and… up in the air again.  After three more rounds he stops and goes on the balcony, showing Emma the city but she couldn’t care less: that bright green hair seems to be her favorite toy today.

“Little Doll, would you like to have a brother or a sister later on?” he switches her on the order arm, looking down from the 30th floor. She baby talks and blows a raspberry, beginning to munch on his shoulder.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he snickers, ticklish at her touch. “You know, mommy will probably disapprove: she says her boobs got as big as Titanic after she had you, but I don’t see the harm in that. Daddy likes it,” he admits, thinking about it for a few moments before coming back to reality, disappointed you’re not there so he can stare at your cleavage. “Are you hungry?” it finally clicks for him and goes back inside, taking some baby food out of the fridge.

He places her in the baby seat in the kitchen and starts feeding her from the small jar. For some reason The Joker decides to taste a bit of her food and it sends shivers down his spine.

“Wow, this tastes like crap, how can you eat it, kid?!” but Emma seems to enjoy it. She is rubbing her eyes again, yawning, refusing the spoon and he suspiciously tries to guess on what she might need.

“Are you tired, Pumpkin Pie?” he pets her little head, wiping the food off her face. She winces when he picks her up, her lower lip quivering and he tries to soothe her.

“I’m tired too, you exhausted daddy to the maximum and only Y/N is usually able to do that. Your mom’s a naughty little fox, did you know that? “ he mutters, stretching his back while his daughter’s eyes are slowly closing, sucking on her thumb half asleep.

He gets in bed too and covers her with the blanket, determined to stay there 5 more minutes until she is completely out before going back to his work.

But he dozes off too because babysitting sure is a difficult chore even for The Clown Prince of Crime.

You were only gone for about four hours and a half, that’s why you are surprised to find both your sunshines passed out in the master bedroom.

“God, that’s sexy,” you softly laugh when you see the dried out drool on his shoulder, barely kissing his cheek so you won’t wake him.

I wonder if he would want another baby later on, you think but then you glance down at your huge boobs and sigh, annoyed. Maybe not a good idea for now.

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My North Star (pt 4)

Originally posted by eyomo

A/N: I got around to writing part four tonight! I hope you all like it. There no way in hell that this is going to be finished by part 5, because I’m thinking of at least another three parts. BUT Let me know if you want a part 5, otherwise I’m not going to continue to write!

Summary: You have been in love with your best friend, the one constant in your life, for as long as you can remember. But what happens when the new girl comes along? And a new guy, who’s pining for your heart.

Length: 3563 words omg sorry not sorry. I’ll make the rest of the parts shorter 

Previous parts: part 1 part 2 part 3

Genre: angst, romance, fluff.

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moirailisnimbus replied to your post “every time i see ppl call u spec i just mumble “i wonder if they know…”


ok so in april 2013 i opened a tumblr blog with my friends under the url ask-the-skittles which was an ask blog for the 4 of our mlp ocs (note: we were all 11) and that went for a few months until i figured i was actually the only person using the blog, changed the url to propertyofspec and took it for Myself. i used isketch a lot back then and i went under the alias ‘spectrum’ after my mlp oc, which got shortened to spec by the chat bc it was very fast paced. there u go theres my Dark Secrets. heres a drawing of spectrum for u 

take this burden - part 3

He Tian let Jian Yi in.

‘Zhengxi called me. What’s going on?’

‘I think he might need stitches.’

Jian Yi walked around him and into the living room, taking his place on the couch and setting his, much more helpful, first aid kit on the table and pulled on a pair of gloves.

‘So, what happened?’

‘Well…’ He Tian started.

‘Not you, He Tian.’

Before he could start an argument, his phone rang.


He glared in Jian Yi’s direction
for a moment before stepping out onto the porch to be yelled at about his half-assed job of getting any legitimate answers.

Jian Yi waited until He Tian slid the door closed behind them.

‘So…?’ He prompted, peeling off the bloody bandage.

‘There was…an altercation.’

Jian Yi suppressed a smile.

‘An altercation, of course.’

Mo Guan Shan didn’t respond.

He had no idea how to talk to these people.

‘We don’t have to talk about it, don’t look so miserable.’

Mo Guan Shan sighed in relief.


He didn’t know if he could do that again tonight.
Jian Yi clicked his tongue.

‘This needs stitches.’

God damn it.

‘Can I just use superglue or something?’

He REALLY didn’t want to go to the hospital tonight.

Jian Yi did smile this time.

‘Technically, yes. But I can just do it for you here if you want.’

Mo Guan Shan nodded.

Jian Yi stood, walking to the glass door and catching He Tian’s attention without dirtying his gloves, and pointing in the direction of, what Mo Guan Shan assumed was, the bathroom.

He instructed Mo Guan Shan to grab some beers.

He Tian lit a cigarette, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder and waving him away dismissively, rolling his eyes at the phone.

The fluorescents in the small bathroom made his head pound.

‘Take a seat on the counter.’

Mo Guan Shan sat on the uncomfortably cold tile, feeling very childish all the sudden.

‘Does it hurt?’ Jian Yi asked.

His voice was soft and calming.

He’d later learn that was not always the case and he’d been written up at work once for his horrible bedside manner.

He shook his head.

‘Don’t lie. I can’t help you if you lie. There’s no need to put on a brave face right now.’

He stared down at the floor, embarrassed.

‘Yeah, it hurts a lot.’

‘Alright. I’m going to inject a little bit of numbing solution and we’ll check a few things while it settles.’

Jian Yi readied the needle.

‘This is going to sting like hell, but only for a few seconds.’

He closed his eyes as several small pokes from the needle did, in fact, sting like hell.

The man clicked the cap back on the syringe and sat it down on next to the sink before removing several items from the plastic case.

‘Look at me.’

He shined the flashlight in both of his eyes, checked his pulse, and took his temperature.

‘I don’t think you have a concussion, which is good news. Your heart rate is a little high though, so go ahead and take a few deep breaths for me.’

Roughly a minute passed while Mo Guan Shan tried to calm himself down.



Jian Yi gently touched the swollen skin.

‘Can you feel that?’

‘Not really.’

He continued to take slow, deep, breaths while the man worked quickly and efficiently, stitching him up and applying a clean bandage.

‘Alright, good to go.’


‘Sure thing. Like I said, you don’t have a concussion, but you probably shouldn’t drive for a few hours. Do you need a ride home?’

Clearly, this man hadn’t been given many details.

‘I’m just going to crash here, I think.’

Jian Yi looked surprised for a moment, but gained his composure quickly.


‘What do I owe you?’ Mo Guan Shan asked.

‘I don’t have much cash, but I can go to the hospital tomorrow and-’

‘Nope, nothing.’

‘No, really, I-’

‘Look, if i got paid every time i gave stitches in this apartment, I’d be a wealthy man.’

‘Are you sure?’


‘Does he have roommates?’

‘No, he’s just an idiot.’

He slid off the counter.

‘Can I ask you something?’ Mo Guan Shan kept his voice low.


‘Is he like…crazy?’

‘Who, He Tian?’


‘You really did just meet him, huh?’

The redhead nodded.

‘Oh, definitely.’ The man assured him with a small smile.


Jian Yi looked at him seriously, realizing he wasn’t entirely joking.

‘He Tian is a little bit on the crazy side, but he’s certainly never going to leave you needing stitches.’

‘How reassuring.’

‘There’s hardly enough time in the day to explain He Tian, but as long as you’re with him, you have nothing to be afraid of.’

Mo Guan Shan had many things he wanted to say to that, but the exhaustion that clouded his thoughts would only let him nod.

‘You should try and get some sleep. I’ll come back tomorrow to check up on you. If you’re supposed to go to work, take the day off. Doctor’s orders.’

Mo Guan Shan scoffed. Like it’s that easy.

‘I’ll try.’

‘I mean it. I can get you a note from one of the APs. Take the day. Rest. Ok?’


Mo Guan Shan felt like he’d been exceptionally agreeable tonight.

‘Any other questions?’

Just one.

‘Why are you all so…’

‘Crazy?’ Jian Yi asked with a wry smile.

‘Nice.’ Mo Guan Shan corrected.

For a split second, Jian Yi looked incredibly sad.

‘I don’t know the situation you’re in, and I don’t claim to be an expert on the matter, but I can tell you this much…’

Mo Guan Shan watched him expectantly while he gathered his thoughts.

‘The easiest thing you can do in this life is to lose faith. In the people around you and in yourself. And the hardest thing is to gain that back. After awhile it seems safe to assume someone would sooner hurt you than help you, and even then to wait for an ulterior motive. The world can be a nasty place and, if you let it, it will ruin you. The stupidest thing you could to right now is turn down the help being offered to you.’

He waited for Mo Guan Shan to respond, continuing when he didn’t.

‘The only thing I can tell you, with absolutely certainty, is that you’re not going back to him.’

They both turned as He Tian joined them, leaning against the doorframe.

‘I changed the sheets on the bed…’

‘Thank you.’ Mo Guan Shan said quietly, looking between them.

‘Do you want to lie down?’ He Tian asked.

Mo Guan Shan nodded, feeling the last few hours begin to catch up with him.

‘I’d like to shower, if that’s ok.’

Jian Yi told him to avoid getting his face wet, and that he’d be back to change the bandage in the morning.

They left him alone, closing the door to the bedroom.

He showered quickly, watching the water swirl down the drain long after it ran clear.

Leaving the steamy bathroom, he finished drying himself off and noticed the items laid out for him on the bed.

An ice pack with a cloth to wrap it in.

A soft, worn, shirt.

A pair of pajama pants.

An extra towel.

And his backpack he’d dropped somewhere.

And on the bedside table-

A bottle of beer.

A glass of ice water.

Two pain pills.

And a note, scrawled in messy handwriting with a phone number at the bottom.

‘I’m right outside if you need…anything.’

In front of ‘anything’ he’d scratched out ‘me.’

He changed into the unfamiliar clothes, and sank onto the unfamiliar bed, pulling his phone and charger from his bag and finding an outlet.

He drank most of the beer, messing with his phone for a bit, trying to relax as he listened to the muffled sounds of voices from the living room and the swinging and clicking of the door as the uniformed man left.

He positioned the ice pack on the pillow, resting his face on it gently.

After a few minutes of deliberation, he punched the number into his phone.

‘Thank you.’ He said again, over text this time.

‘You’re welcome.’


anonymous asked:

Do a McKirk HC out of the last movie you watched (or enjoyed watching).

Passengers AU, with some necessary changes to make it less cringe (can’t say I enjoyed it a lot, but… McKirk, ok)

  • Being abruptly woken up is terrifying. Jim is disoriented; struggling to breathe properly and have his eyes adjust to the light around him. “Welcome, Jim Kirk,” the hologram of a woman rings in his ears, “we hope you’ve slept well. When you’re ready, please find your room on the upper decks. A crew member will be there to assist you, if necessary.” Jim barely takes any of that in. He’s finally awake, though it feels like he went to sleep only a few minutes ago. He steps out of his cryobed and looks around; the other passengers still seemingly asleep, but he doesn’t think about it and instead finds his way to his room. It’s huge, luxurious, with a kingsize bed bigger than he’s ever seen. He’s definitely not complaining, and resists the urge for an immediate nap after having been asleep for so long already. So rather, he showers and gets dressed into something comfortable, then makes his way to the bar.
  • “Where is everybody?” he asks the bartender. “Around, surely,” the bartender replies, “whiskey?” “Yes, please,” Jim says, looking around curiously. When the bartender serves him his drink, Jim takes an eager sip. He’s neither hungry nor thirsty, yet it feels like he hasn’t eaten in years. Which, technically, is true. “So how long until we arrive?” Jim asks curiously. “Oh, 90 years, 2 weeks, and 3 days,” the bartender replies. Jim sips his drink, again, and only then realizes what the bartender is saying. “What?” “90 years, 2 weeks-” “No, I heard,” Jim says, “but what?
  • Initially, being alone isn’t so bad. Jim gets to explore the areas of the ship that are otherwise off limits even to gold members such as himself. But after a few days, it gets boring. The only one he can talk to is his bartender, Scotty, and Scotty’s a robot. After weeks, or months (who knows at this point?), Jim stops caring about his appearance, because he’s alone, anyway. Often walking around naked or in pajamas because it’s comfortable. Often eating in Scotty’s presence so that he has someone to talk to. Stops shaving until he’s got a decent beard. But then, when he wanders around aimlessly in his pajamas, Jim suddenly becomes very aware of a continuous banging on one of the crew doors. And when he peaks through the small window, there’s another guy there. Awake. “Holy shit,” Jim mutters to himself, then tries to open the door from the outside, but to no avail. Not without any proper tools, anyway. So he breaks into the engineering rooms, finding whatever tools he deems useful, and after hours, the door finally breaks. “Oh, thank God,” he hears the other man say, and Jim finds himself pulled into a brief hug, “I thought I was going to starve to death.” “Are you okay?” “No,” the other says, “I woke up way too early. The door to the rest of the ship was locked, I had to live on whatever emergency rations were stashed here just in case, and I ran out nearly 4 days ago.” “Jesus,” Jim says, grabbing the stranger’s arm, “let me take you the canteen, then.”
  • Leonard McCoy, or Bones, is fascinating. A doctor, whose cryobed somehow also malfunctioned, a month or so after Jim’s did. Jim makes sure he’s properly fed, and then just doesn’t leave the guy alone, because Jim’s attention starved. No matter how much he likes Scotty, it doesn’t beat a real human being. And after Bones has showered and slept, and eaten properly, he looks damn handsome, too. Jim starts making an effort again, and takes Bones out on the ship to explore it together. Bones loves the swimming pool and the cinema, and, of course, the bar. He spends a lot of time in the med bay, too, catching up on crew profiles and any recent Earth studies they’ve received.
  • Jim is just completely smitten and doesn’t even know what to do with himself around Bones. Normally, flirting isn’t such a problem, but he feels a bit rusty after so long. So rather, he decides to take him on some romantic date idea. “C'mon,” he says, dragging Bones out of his research on how to put both of them back to sleep. That can wait, after all. He takes Bones to a special airlock, pointing at the astronaut suits. “They have these specially build, with a safety cord,” Jim says, “I went floating outside once to check it out.” “Are you insane?” Bones replies, and that’s… not quite what Jim was expecting. “It’s safe, Bones.” “You’re floating. In space. In a suit with limited oxygen,” Bones stresses, “only connected to the ship with a measly safety cord? Are you crazy?” “I thought it’d be fun,” Jim says. “That’s your definition of fun?!”
  • So, that didn’t work as expected. Jim is a little disappointed Bones doesn’t even want to try it out; and instead has to listen to the other list the dangers of space for what feels like hours. No matter, though, because when they arrive in the bar, Bones’ mood is considerably better. And afterwards, Jim walks him back to his room. He’s never actually been there, and when he does, he knows why. The crew cabins are considerably smaller, and Bones’ room contains at least 4 beds where otherwise other crew members would have slept. “Why are you staying here, man?” Jim asks, “you can have whatever room you want. Come check out mine, maybe it’ll change your mind.” And so he brings Bones to his room. His spacious, split level room with his own bar and cleaning robot. Despite that, though, it’s still incredibly messy, and he can feel Bones’ eyes judge him while Jim hastily cleans up some of his clothes from the floor. “Why do you even need all this space?” Bones asks, and Jim shrugs. “Y'know, to impress a handsome guest coming over,” he says. Bones’ expression softens, and Jim instantly feels more relaxed knowing Bones hasn’t rejected that comment. “Yeah? You always leave your room so messy for your handsome guests to see?” Bones asks, and Jim shrugs lightly. “Only you.” “Oh, I feel so special,” Bones replies. “You should be, because you are,” Jim says. And that works. Because Bones leans in to kiss him, and it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. Or, the second most wonderful thing, because Bones’ hands sneaking under his shirt while they find their way to Jim’s bed is even better.
  • Things get so much better from then on. Because no one is around, that means no one stops them from having sex pretty much anywhere. Jim falls rapidly more in love with this grumpy doctor. But then the ship malfunctions. Apparently, being hit by a meteoroid caused the ship to malfunction, waking Jim and Bones up sooner than expected, and the ship continues to shut down in several places. Lights flicker repeatedly, and after a blaring alarm, they find out the engine is close to overheating.
  • Consulting the engineering manuals, they find out there’s a safety latch outside the ship that can help the engine from overheating, but that requires actually going out there. Bones is already panicking about that before Jim suggests putting on the suit and going out there. The prospect of the whole ship potentially overheating and blowing up is enough of a reason for Bones to let Jim go outside, but only barely so.
  • “Are you okay?” Bones asks into the communication system when he hears Jim struggling outside. “Yeah, zero gravity’s a little difficult to work with,” Jim replies, “the latch is stuck.” “I’m near the engine room,” Bones says, “it doesn’t look good, Jim.” “Way to put more pressure on me. I’m trying my best here,” Jim replies. “Try harder,” Bones says, and Jim huffs. He tugs and pulls at that stupid latch, until it finally opens - and the sudden blast of hot air shooting outside sweeps Jim off his feet. The cord keeping him attached to the ship tightens around his waist, and then snaps. “Bones,” Jim calls out while he’s spinning uncontrollably through space, “Bones, I’m in trouble.” “You did it!” Bones calls out. “Bones,” Jim stresses, “the cord broke, I can’t get back.” “What?” “I can’t get back inside.” “Are you joking?” Bones says. Jim’s quietly panicking, though he tries not to make it sound like he is. “It’s okay,” he says, “I’m almost out of oxygen, I can’t get back. It won’t take long-” “Shut up,” Bones replies, “you’re gonna get back to the ship, okay?” Jim nods, though of course, Bones can’t see that. “Just know that if I can’t– I mean, Bones, you should know–” “Save it,” Bones replies, “no need to mention it. Just get back to the damn ship.” It gets harder to breathe rather quickly, and the constant tumbling around is dizzying, so it doesn’t take long for Jim to just pass out completely.
  • Jim must be dead. Has to be, right? His suit ran out of oxygen. His cord broke. He has to be dead. But when he opens his eyes, he’s back inside the ship. Bones is asleep on a chair next to his bed, though when Jim grunts, Bones instantly wakes up. “How did I get here?” Jim asks, sitting up straight with Bones’ help, who checks out his eyes, takes his temperature - but most importantly, kisses him breathless for a while. “Did you float out into space to save me?” Jim asks, and Bones shrugs. “t Was no big deal. I save your stupid ass all the time.” Jim laughs, cupping Bones’ cheeks and kissing him again. “I love you,” he says. Because it’s true. It’s not because he was on the brink of death. It’s because Bones is the most wonderful human being he’s ever met.
  • “These bio beds,” Bones says, “they have the ability to freeze you and put you back to sleep.” “Seriously?” Jim asks, and Bones nods. “I can put us back under, Jim.” “Both of us, are you sure?” Jim asks carefully, and Bones nods. “I can put us back to sleep, and we should wake up just before our arrival,” Bones says, and so Jim smiles. “Okay,” he says. He watches Bones as he initializes the program on two medical beds (– after all, there would be more than one bed on a ship with over 5000 passengers). Once he’s done, Jim leans in to kiss him. “See you in 89 years?” he asks, and Bones laughs. “Yes, see you soon,” he says, before Jim nods back to sleep in his new bed.
  • Being abruptly woken up is terrifying. Jim is disoriented; again. He feels dizzy when he sits up straight. “Welcome, Mr. Kirk,” a female voice rings again. This time, though, it’s an actual woman talking to him. “My name is Christine Chapel,” she says, “I’ve read in Leonard’s journal that you two’ve had quite a journey. Are you feeling okay?” “Leonard,” Jim says, looking around at the other bed, though it’s empty, “where is he?” For some reason, his mind wanders to their last encounter. What if Bones had put him under and couldn’t get back to sleep himself? What if Bones had to spend all those years alone, and– “Good morning, darlin’,” Bones’ voice calls out to him. Bones is dressed in a white doctor’s outfit, and Jim lets out a relieved sigh. “They wake up crew a month beforehand, figured I’d let you sleep a little longer,” Bones says, leaning in to kiss Jim’s lips softly. Jim lets him linger a little longer, arms around Bones’ shoulders to keep him close. “Are we almost there, then?” Jim asks as Bones helps him up on his feet, and Bones nods. “We’re actually already there. Tomorrow, we’ll descend to the planet.” “A day away from planet Vulcan,” Jim sighs, staring out the giant window in medbay to look at the looming red planet in front of them, “sure beats 89 years.” “Yeah,” Bones says, “though I’d happily do 89 years on a stupid ship with you.”

anonymous asked:

your art is always so lovely and the shading/highlighting/blending and colors are so great!!! do you have any tips for art if it's okay to ask? :D

=0 thank you so much!!! I do, this was a good time to ask since I’ve got a lot of energy tonight haha, I will make a coloring tutorial for how I usually do the neon coloring!!

I use paint tool sai which you can get for free here (link) It says it has transparency but it’s lying. When I want transparency I have to save as psd and then run it through photoshop (which is also available to download on the same link, actually.) Now I dont know how to be sure if those links are virus free but they havent destroyed MY laptop and it’s been a long time so? probably safe enough i think?

First off, the brushes I use: 

I usually use smoothing 3 or 4 for sketches or writing, 13 or 14 for lineart, and anywhere from 3 to 6 for coloring! I sometimes change that up if I’m not getting my desired result though. I usually sketch in pink and line in black or blue which is why I used those colors for those brushes here.

I’m gonna start the tutorial off with just lineart since that’s not really what the tutorial is about and my whole sketch + lineart technique is “sketch something and put lines on top of it” combined with pulling stuff around using the free deform tool if it looks wrong until I get it like I want it. I always start with black lineart!

this is weird lookin sloppy lineart but that’s ok bc it’s just a teaching aid

so. COLORING STEP 1: flat colors. I use flood fill for this most of the time but you can also like, draw it in, same result either way. Just pick some you think look good tbh, when I’m doing the neons I use only full saturation colors. Obviously if you’re doing a different color palette you dont have to do that but this tutorial’s about the neons. Sometimes you have to change the colors a few times before finding ones you like, dont get discouraged! I put each color in a separate layer, sometimes I put bits of the same color in different layers as well if they’re on different parts of the drawing that need to be shaded differently. Also! For a couple things, like the teeth and collar, I blend a color, which I dont do yet in this step, so I just use a base color as a jumping off point.

^the eyes, mouth, and collar are each a separate layer, the skin is all one layer

STEP 2: toggle “preserve opacity” on in each layer, and block in shading! For the neons I use only full saturation colors. Really you can experiment and decide what you like best, you dont even have to use the same ones every time! I find that you can actually shade green with either red/oranges or blues, it has a different look depending on which you do. Usually I shade pinks and reds with purple or other pinks/reds, but you can experiment. For the teeth and collar, I blend a yellow into the pink to make a more like, light orange color, and then shade that with pink. I do all this with the “color and limited blending brush!” If something looks like it should be more smooth, I use the “default watercolor” brush to smooth it out. Generally for blending you want to not use much pressure, the more pressure the darker the color and sharper the lines will be. I’m duplicating the lineart, I’ll shade the green differently so you can see the difference. I’ll add highlights and details in a future step.

as you can see, these look a bit uneven in places. this is how they look with just the color brush. the left has the green shaded with reds, yellows, and oranges, while the right has it shaded with blues.

^ the same ones after being blended in places with the watercolor brush. generally you want to pick a watercolor brush color somewhat in between the colors you’re blending but if you do it lightly enough the color won’t really show up and it’ll just blend.

For details I just stick them on whichever layer they go on, like, freckles go right on the skin layer, eye shines go right on the eye layer, etc. I use the color brush for these, they generally dont need to be blended any further with the watercolor. The drawing on the left has an issue: the eye shine doesnt have enough contrast. When this happens I break the rules a bit and use a lighter pink (shifted towards white) in the middle of the eye shine. Other exceptions for the all neon rule include the whites of eyes that have them and other similar things that just wont ever look right in bright colors (I use very light colors for those).

See, that has better contrast and is worth breaking from the neons a bit for.

OPTIONAL FINAL STEP: sometimes I’ll change the lineart color, usually to the darkest fully saturated blue. You can use whatever color for the lineart that you want though tbh, that blue is just one I like bc I tend to use it as an equivalent to black a lot of the time when working in neons. Just turn on “preserve opacity” in your lineart layer and color over the whole thing.

I used red in the right drawing and blue in the left to show diversity but typically I’d use blue for the left one’s color palette as well tbh

Anyway I hope that is helpful!!! I feel like I might not be so great at explaining myself but hopefully this works haha

Gold Digger ~E.C.~

Summary: your bestfriend is dating a gold digger.

Requested: nope.

Note: I’m getting the rest of my imagines done and this I’m going to work on my Wattpad stories. :))

I was sitting in my friends living room while me, him and his girlfriend watch a movie. It was supposed to be just me and him but she wanted to “swing by and see how he was” as she put it. That actually meant she was going to take pictures with him and post them just for followers. His girlfriend sickened me. Sure she was pretty and had an amazing body, but her attitude was shit and her personality was next to nothing.

Me and Ethan met when we were little and he was doing some filming for Shameless, my mom was costume manager so I hung out with him and Emma a lot. Me and Ethan became closer. I’ve always had a crush on him, okay maybe I was practically in love but he’s dating Brielle

“Awe man, I forgot I have a casting to be at.” She says loudly and puts a pout on. She’s an actress and she’s been in plenty of big movies, I still think she’s stuck in her brothers shadow, but whatever.

“Awe babe you’re leaving?” Ethan says unwrapping his arm from her shoulder.

“Yea. But don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow and we can have the whole day to ourselves” I saw her sneak a side glance towards me but I decided to roll my eyes at the foolishness.

They kiss goodbye and she stands up to leave. She walks right past me without even acknowledging my presence.

As soon as the door slams shut I speak up.

“You know she’s only with you for fame right?”

“Y/N what the fuck? Did you accuse my girlfriend of being a gold digger?” Ethan looks completely shocked but my face hasn’t changed a bit. I walk over to the couch Ethan was on and sat next to him.

“Fine, what do y'all do when y'all are together?” I say looking in his eyes.

“Usually watch movies and mess around on snapchat.”

“When was the last time she posted a picture of you on snapchat?”

“Like 3 minutes ago”

“Ok and Instagram?”

“A few minutes after she got here” he says finally understanding. He puts his elbows on his knees and and rubs his face. All I do is rub his back.

“So what do I do? I’ve never been in this situation. Why can’t girls just like me for me? Not Carl Gallagher. It’s pissing me off.” He says extremely frustrated.

“I do.” I say quietly before I can think.

“What? You do what?” He says snapping his head up. The back rubs come to stop before I take deep breath.

“Fine. I’ll say it now. Not how pictured it but fuck it. Ethan Cutkosky I love you. I don’t give a damn about how many followers you have, I don’t give a damn what character you play in some stupid ass show. I love you. The funny kid who’s always making me laugh. The kid who’s got the biggest smile and cutest eyes. I love you. Fuck everyone else because I love you” I say now standing in front of him.

He just stares at me for a moment and I feel my heart drop after he doesn’t say anything. I look at his face and see him mouth “fuck it” before he stands up and grabs my face.

I feel our lips smashed together and moving in sync. His arms make their way down to my hips pulling me closer as I wrap my arms around his neck. The kiss is so powerful, I’m pretty sure we’re the only thing holding eachother up.

Ethan gets the same idea because he breaks the kiss and sits down on the couch pulling me with him. As soon as I’m straddled in his lap he reconnects our lips. I grab his cheeks and pull his face to mine. He pulls me even closer my wrapping his arms all the way around my back.

I begin kissing down his jaw and to his neck. I suck and nibble until I find his sweet spot under his jaw. I create a hickey and hear him groan my name. I pull back a little bit to see him. He looks at me smiling before pulling my neck towards his mouth.

I throw my hair onto my other shoulder and begin grinding my hips against Ethan as he makes love bites all over my neck.

“Fuck baby girl, you’re so sexy” He says biting on my collar bone. I giggle and rip off my tshirt and reveal my bra and diamond bra liner. He drags his thumb around the edge mesmerized my boobs. He looks back up at me with a childish smile broke kissing me again.

We both work to take the rest of our clothes off. I finish pulling down my underwear and see Ethan standing there with just his boxers.

I run down the hall to his bedroom and hear him chase me.

Before I make it to the bed he grabs me and spins me around. He pulls me by my hips and kisses me again. We slowly walk to the bed where he lays me down.

He moves his lips down to my neck and chest causing me to push my hips up trying to get friction. He pulls down his boxers and looks in my eyes. I nod letting him know I’m sure about this.

He slowly pushes into me cause us both to groan. After some time he begins moving slowly. I moan at the feeling because I’ve never had sex this great. Sure I’ve been with plenty of guys but none felt like Ethan. I could feel his passion entering me with every thrust.

I hear Ethan groaning and moaning in my ear and it’s one of the most beaautiful sounds on earth.

“Feels so good, E” I say getting closer and closer. I can tell he’s getting close too, because he’s going faster and sloppier.

“Fuck y/n I’m almost there, holy shit, clench again” I follow his orders and I cum immediately almost screaming.

I feel Ethan spurring his cum in me before he slowly pulls out and lays down next to me.

“I like you too y/n. Actually I love you. I think I always have. I would go into more detail, but I’m kinda tired from having the best sex of my life” Ethan says pulling me into his chest. I laugh a little before moving to lay on him.

“Alright, sleepyhead. Take a nap and when you wake up, we’ll have round two of the best sex of your life.” I hold him tight and hear him mumble yes please. His heavy breathing immediately puts us both to sleep.

So for the past 2 years I have been struggling with a chronic illness along with chronic fatigue syndrome. Somehow I have managed to still do pretty well (not amazing) at school. These are the steps I take to make sure that I stay on top of school, but more importantly, take care of myself. These methods can be applied to anyone, not just people with chronic illnesses. 

 Applies mostly to people with chronic illnesses- 

 1 – Talk to your teachers If your teachers understand, they are more likely to help you out. Ask to see them after class and explain your situation, or if you don’t feel comfortable talking to them, write them a big email and get your parents to do so as well. 

 2 – Accept that some teachers wont give a damn Some teachers are going to be amazing and email you slides and notes every time you miss class. But you have to accept that some teachers wont care, and in this case you need to find someone in the class who can photocopy their notes for you. If the teacher really is a problem, talk to/email your school counsellor and they will chase them up. 

 3 – Look into other options Talk to your family and counsellors about home school/online school/health school. I personally do school through a health school. They manage it all so that I can take 2 of my classes physically at school, and 2 online. This means I only go to school a few days a week and do the rest from home. 

 4 – Be prepared to make sacrifices. You may want to look into a career change if its going to make things easier for you. Your also going to have to accept that your not going to get top marks every time. You need time for yourself so you may have to settle for an average grade. That is OK. I cannot stress this enough. There is nothing wrong with just passing! 

 5 – Choose subjects you can manage. Find out what the minimum amount of subjects allowed is, and only pick subjects that you know you can mange eg ditch chemistry lmao. If you have a subject that is required for your further study then focus all your energy on that one and choose other easier subjects. It sucks but trust me it makes life easier. 

 Applies to everyone- 

 6 – Bundle up. Talk to your parents about investing some money into a decent jacket. Nothing is worse then the dash from the train station to class in the freezing cold winter without a good jacket. Find one that is warm, waterproof and has a hood, to avoid catching a cold.

 7 – Food. Make sure you take plenty of healthy snacks to school and make good food choices. However, don’t skimp on comfort food. If you know that a bowl of fries or a muffin is gonna get you through a hard day, go for it! 

 8 – Pack light. Nothing is going to make your aches and pains worse than a heavy bag. Leave as much as you can in your locker, The uni I’m going to next year also has lockers for hire, so look into it. I only carry my notebook, water bottle, meds and some snacks in my bag. If you have a lightweight laptop take that too. I have a macbook pro which weighs like 10,000 kgs so I prefer to leave it at home. 

 9 – meds Meds MEDS. Always stay on top of ANY medication you take. Set alarms on your phone both morning and evening so you don’t forget. 

 10 – Set aside time for yourself everyday. And I mean completely for yourself. No school work, no chores, no nothing. I usually take an hour and a half to just watch tv, take a hot bath or read. 

 11 – Set yourself a strict routine. This will help your sleeping habits, eating habits, study habits, everything. Make one and stick to it. Type it up and make it pretty. Print it out and pin it on your wall. Heres my evening routine as an example: 

  • 5:00 pm – Homework 
  • 7:00 pm – Downtime + Dinner 
  • 8:30 pm – Check bullet journal and complete anything that is unfinished 
  • 9:30 pm – shower and get pj’s on 
  • 10:00 pm – Lights out, phone/laptop away                                               

12 – Don’t be afraid to skip class. When I first got sick I felt terrible about missing classes, but if you have a chronic illness pushing yourself is only gonna set you back. If your having a hard day physically or mentally stay home and email your teachers asking for work to catch up on. 

 13 – WATER. I have a morning bottle, an at school bottle and 2 evening bottles. DRINK WATER. 

 Some last quick things: 

  • Don’t have energy drinks if you have cfs. You will want to die. 
  • Coffee is ok but I generally avoid. 
  • Talk to your friends or anyone who will listen. 
  • Buy a good backpack with comfortable straps. 
  • If you feel dizzy/nauseous go home. 
  • Sometimes treating yourself like a child is the best thing you can do. 
  • Take hot baths. 
  • Carry 12 hours worth of ibuprofen and paracetamol at all times. 
  • Carry headphones at all times. 
  •  Don’t be scared to ask for help. 
  • Daily light exercise actually does help with your energy even if you feel like it wont.

 There you have it. I hope these help someone. Remember nothing, not even your education, is more important than your health. 

 Rest well, Rebecca xx

Cresco Amor: Chapter 2

Author: @hips-bef0re-hands
Timeline: Season 6
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Summary: How I think the ‘ship came to be
You can read part one here

December 25th 1998

“Maybe I did want to be out there with you

“I know we said we weren’t going to exchange gifts…but uh, I got you a little something”


“Merry Christmas”

“Well I got you a little something too”

The two agents rushed excitedly to Mulder’s couch and began to open their gifts. Mulder tore the wrapping off his with the enthusiasm of a child, letting scraps of the paper fall to the floor. Scully was more careful, using her thumbnail to break the seal of tape with surgical precision.

Mulder arrived at his gift first, a small, leather bound notebook. Inside the front page, in Scully’s perfect scrawl was a message.


I can’t wait to read the first book by The Fox Mulder; there is nobody I would rather find all the answers with.


- S

He looked up from the message at his partner.

“For when you decide to get out of the car”, she said. He remembered their conversation only weeks before.

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Ruin part 2

Requested by @latteshawn PART 2 PART 2 and anonymous: part 2 to ruin?? it was amazing!! part 1

AN: Thank you both for requesting! It felt really good knowing at least two people enjoyed it enough for a second part. I’m going to put out there how hard I’ve tried today to do the Shawn Mendes Accent Challenge, but I’m so technologically challenged it wasn’t working. I’m still going to try and figure out how to post it though because it was a lot of fun. Also, thank you to @ihaveabadreputation for always being up for reading over my imagines. Allison is amazing !

Originally posted by your-local-killjoy

 Sunday had passed incredibly slowly. You kept to yourself the entire day, avoiding your family. Shawn hasn’t texted or called, which was understandable. You just weren’t sure if it was up to you to make the next move. Even if you did, you had no idea what it should entail. It had been less than twenty four hours and you were still very committed to your boyfriend. You hadn’t bothered telling anyone what happened, either. 

Your finger hovers over Shawn’s name in your contacts then moves to your boyfriends. You came to the one conclusion that sounded fair. The only way you’d reach out to Shawn would be to end things with your boyfriend. You didn’t doubt that it was incredibly rushed, but Shawn made you feel things you only heard of in books, or movies. 

The entire idea sounded insane in your head, but you needed to be honest with yourself. ‘Why were you dating your boyfriend?’ ‘How long would you keep loving him so wholeheartedly, waiting for him to open up with his feelings?’ 'Why were you lying to your friends, but more than that, to yourself?' 

High school seemed to be built off drama between friends and relationships. Even though half the couples you came in contact with only talked through social media. Maybe you were waiting for someone to notice that you weren’t invested in your relationship the way you had once been. That didn’t mean you planned for the words to come from Shawn. 

He was the last person you expected to make you think it was ok to end something that wasn’t going anywhere. You had been no better. Even though you never thought of yourself as being in one of those “cliche high school couples” that’s exactly what you were. Chasing someone’s love who didn’t want to give it to you. Why were you making it so hard on yourself when it could be so much easier? 

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