Hey you! I dare you to try your
best to follow this checklist tomorrow! But hey! Not so fast. Why not try it
again the next day (and every day after that)? Sometimes it’s the smaller
changes that can in fact help improve our health and wellbeing, especially when
we think we’re short of time. School stressing you out? Everything is going to
be ok. Try a few little things here. Tick everything off that you completed! Tell
me how it goes for you!
This was a spontaneous post and I’ve found that I’ve been making errors in my posts recently! Plz correct me bc I am an egg. Hope u like it anyway.
Wake up as soon as you do
naturally or when your alarm goes off. Make your bed! Open the blinds!
Get out of bed and s t r e t c h
– all the way from the very tips of your fingers to the tips of your toes.
(Trust me, this feels good)
Set your intention for the day.
This might be weird for some, but try it. Example: Today I will be productive. I will be focused on my tasks and I will
take the time to relax when needed. It doesn’t have to be as complicated –
Example 2: I can do this. Remind
Eat breakfast. A MUST. Try my
favourite: eggs (poached, scrambled or fried) on toast with avocado or baked
beans. Yes. We are on a roll today.
Drink one full glass of water
within the hour of waking (don’t down it all in one go though!).
Add 1/8 of a lemon to this. Lemon
is great to alkalise the body and getting that digestive system of yours goin!
This will flush out toxins in the body and support your immune system too!
Side note: Wait half an hour
before brushing your teeth after this (or maybe do it before) because lemons
are acidic after all and can probably do some damage to your shiny whites.
Try having a water bottle by your
bedside and beside you throughout the day as a constant reminder to drink water
as you see it. Trust me, this has helped improve my water intake a lot.
Organise your day. What are your
plans? What are of priority and what are not? Try brain dumping this, and then
organising each task/item into a list, categorised in importance. This will
help decrease stress throughout the day and easy referral back to this list.
Dress in some lovely clothes!
Your fave sweater and some cool black tights? 100%!! What about that pretty
skirt you like with a nice top? HECK YEAH!!!
Lunchtime! Eat again. Wholesome
foods are an absolute must whenever you can.
Aim for 3-4 cups of water by
lunchtime (inclusive of the glass of lemon water you had this morning).
Remember that intention you set
this morning? Say it again.
Throw a compliment at someone. Be
genuine. This will have a butterfly effect. If someone throws one at you to –
don’t disagree! Say thank you. You rock, don’t doubt that.
Are there any ticks beside those
tasks on your checklist from this morning? I hope so!
Throw in a random burst of
exercise! In public too – who cares! Pick one of these: 50 starjumps! 3 sets of
10 squats! A quick walk around outdoors!
Arvo (/Afternoon… Straya):
Hit that 3pm slump? Same. Here
are a few ideas to get you going, especially coming home from a long day:
NAP! 15-20 mins. No longer. No
less. Be strict here or your sleep pattern might go funny and we don’t want
that. (And groggy headaches are gross)
Exercise! This is so fundamental
to our health and wellbeing. Try out short pilates videos (no equipment) here (that as living proof, work) or some really cool yoga videos here, here, and here. Yoga is great. Try this
daily. Or take a brisk walk for 30
minutes = wake up your brain, pick up
your mood AND burn some fat. C’mon, go get your shoes!
Write down your to do list for
any work, study or event related things that you need to complete this
afternoon. Set out all your equipment, sort out your papers from the day and
(bedroom/bed/desk/floor/work/closet) space for 5 minutes every day. I’m
guessing that you’ve started to pile a few things here like I do. This will
save you time and help maintain cleanliness, staving away from the complicated
stress that comes from having to reorganise just about everything which we all
know to hate when we’re busy with other things.
Have you had your 5th and 6th cups of water of the day yet? Get to it!
Sit up straighter and you’ll look
more confident and feel more confident. Your back will also be very grateful
Continue all your extra to-dos.
Get this done. You can do it!
Make sure to put something in
your body guys. I’m talking food here by the way… don’t let that sentence
mislead you! This is especially important for those of you probably thinking “I’ll just eat later” or “I’m not hungry”. Eat. EAT NOW. PleASE.
Spend some quality time with your
family. How’s their day been? Tell them about yours too.
Glasses of water No. 7, 8 and
beyond should be here.
Prep your meals, lists, notes,
outfits, etc. for the next day. Getting these things sorted now will help you
get it out of the way and save you time!
Settle down a little. It’s time
to wiiiind doooooooownnn. Read a book. Scroll through Tumblr (aaayeee!) – but
not too deep into the pits okay guys. Watch a little TV.
I know a lot of posts say to
switch off 1-2 hours before bed. If you’re literally glued to your electronics,
try switching off 5 minutes earlier every day and replace that with something
else. What about doing your prep items for the next day (listed two points
back!!)? Or, do get those pesky chores out the way.
Side note: Cleaning your room
often will help freshen it, get rid of itchy dust and decrease the chances of
bugs and other smol random things to crawl around your room. (If that’s not a
little motivation then I’m not sure what is…). It’ll also keep your space
maintained so you don’t have to do it all at once. *Shudders* Plus the
likelihood of those gross germs from the world hanging around and building up
in there is a no-no.
Sleep! 7-8 hours. Your body will
thank you for it. CRUCIAL for healthy brain and body function. Plus your mood
and skin will improve (i.e. gOODBYE EYEBAGS and hELLO GLOWING SKIN).
Side note: I see you reading this
at 12am when you should be sleeping. I see you.
I hope this has helped you guys a little or at
least inspired you to make a small change to your daily routine! Try doing a
few items here (e.g. glass of lemon water, sitting up straighter, 8+ cups of
water) and record this on a habit tracker! The smallest changes often have the
I’ve seen a lot of criticism about the fact that Rose apparently had ten gazillion incredible powers. For me that’s not the problem - I just want consistency. If you’re going to give Rose, who we’re fairly sure was an average Quartz, tons of cool powers, make it so all Gems are super powerful but are told constantly by the Diamonds and higher-ups that such things don’t exist, and attempting to stretch your powers beyond their use in your assigned role would be unforgivable.
Give me a scene where an Amethyst learns she can create pocket dimensions in some unique way. Give me a scene where we learn, maybe from a bitter Diamond or Agate, what Gems are truly capable of - in every individual there is the possibility to create whole worlds, to shape reality for the better.
We see the edges of this theme with Pearl learning how to fight and summon a weapon despite never being created for that role, and with Peridot’s metal powers, but it’s never truly talked about in the context of, Gems are capable of so much more than they are told. Direct parallel to human potential under oppressive societal rules right there. That would be SO relevant to what this show has been trying to say all along, and would keep it consistent. If Gems are overpowered, I’m fine with that - but make it matter. Don’t just have it be one power after another that Rose Quartz gets.
@tvlandheathers there’s only one post on this blog but there’s also not that much info on tvland heathers. if you’re as hopeful about the heathers reboot as i am then you’ll probably want to follow this blog
@heathersfashion no direct heathers content but i’m always really interested when their posts show up on my dash.
@heather-d no direct heathers content but heathers related aesthetics
there’s also a small group of heathers roleplayers and their blogs obviously don’t have a lot of content directly from the movie but they have such amazing understandings of their characters and they’ve posted incredible analyses of them (some of which i’ve reblogged here) so i wanna give them a shoutout: @greenmalleted @croquetqueen @sawyercide and there are definitely more that i’m forgetting
So, as a lot of you know, I’m a huge fan of Thomas Sanders, and especially of the different “personality” characters that he has created. In fact, he and his characters are among my Special Interests. I rewatch all the videos that feature the personalities, plus a few others, at least once a day. And it’s because of this, that I’ve noticed something very important - something so important that I’m actually writing out a proper essay with punctuation and capital letters and everything.
What have I noticed, then, that is so important? Simple. In almost every aspect of his behaviour, Logic/Logan acts as though he is autistic.
While all iterations of Thomas are socially awkward, Logan takes it to a whole other level. As shown in the Valentine’s Day video, he has little to no understanding of how communication between humans actually works. He has difficulties comprehending emotions, especially the emotions of others. He has repeatedly been portrayed as unable to tell when something is a joke, and he takes everything very literally. When Anxiety said “Let me take a stab,” he didn’t understand that it was a metaphor but instead thought Anxiety had a knife and was about to stab someone. While he has expressed some interest in wordplay (“Don’t you mean a little… cat nap?), he gets frustrated and confused by a lot of Morality’s jokes - especially the ones that are built on facts that are only technically correct (such as the flamingo standing on one leg one). He shows signs of having Special Interests; when asked about his favourite book he immediately went straight to the ending - a typical infodump.
All of these are signs pointing directly to autism.
Now, I am very well aware that Logan was probably not intended to be written as an autistic character. He is most likely an invocation of the popular “emotionally stunted genius” trope, much like Sherlock Holmes or Spock or any other of the literal hundreds of characters who exhibit these traits. I mean, he was even explicitly compared to Sherlock in ‘Losing my Motivation’.
But this doesn’t change the fact that he is written like an autistic character, intentionally or not. He still exhibits these characteristics. Logan is autistic, and there is nothing that anyone can say to convince me otherwise.
I think it’s very, very important that people know this. As a person with autism, I so rarely see people I can see myself as in the media, and when I do there’s rarely any label attached other than the trope I mentioned earlier.
I would like to ask everyone who reads this to help me reach out to Thomas himself about this. Asks, tagging him in this, whatever you think will work best. When approached about his personalities resembling DID he took action to go educate himself on the topic to make sure he wouldn’t offend or hurt anyone. I’m sure, if made aware, he will do the same for this.
Even if you don’t want to help me out with getting the message directly to him, please spread this post around. I want it to get traction. I want it to be talked about. Please.
Oh, and also, just in case this works on the first try, @thatsthat24 I wrote this entire essay with the explicit purpose of getting you to see it.
- what time is it now?? - time to cry because hoshi is the most fun and most playful boyfriend ever - for your first date, hoshi takes you skating outdoors but you know what - this guy pretends he doesn’t know how to skate so he has an excuse to hold your hand the entire time - after renting some skates, hoshi dramatically falls on the ice after taking ONE step and cutely scratches his head while grinning sheepishly as he says “i uh…. don’t really know how to skate…..” - you laugh and take both of his hands and start skating backwards slowly while he clumsily skates forward and everyone in the skating rink are looking at you two like that’s so cute omg - after going around like this a few times, you decide to let go of one of his hands to skate side by side - but somewhere along the way, hoshi falls for real this time, dragging you down with him - you both fall on the ice but when you look up at each other, the two of you start laughing and right there is where you both share your first kiss - spontaneous dates - he’ll call you randomly and say “(NAME) I FEEL LIKE EATING SHAVED ICE WHERE ARE YOU I’M COMING TO PICK YOU UP” - calls you all those embarrassing nicknames like cutie pie and honey bunny out loud in public and you always just cover his mouth like SHHH HOSHI STOP PLEASE - you guys have matching baseball caps and you both like to steal each other’s and wear them - the other members are like ??? but there’s no difference ??? - the type to swing your arms while holding hands with you - hoshi loves it when you cup his cheeks, his eyes actually sparkle and he smiles a little wider - when it’s cold, he likes pressing hot packs against your cheeks to warm you up - takes pictures of everything and he keeps them all no matter how embarrassing or blurry they are, he really does want to capture every moment he spends with you - his lock screen is always a picture of both of you, and he changes it like every hour because he loves all your pictures together and feels like they each deserve to be his wallpaper at least once - the members are so confused - “how many pictures do you have???” “isn’t that the same as the other one but from a different angle???” - hoshi teases you A LOT - he teases you when you get emotional over something like a movie or a drama - he teases you when you blush over something cute he did - he even teases you while kissing, he’s the type to be leaning in for a kiss on the lips but then he’d stop just inches away from your face and grin - he also smiles in the middle of kisses - hoshi loves kisses on the cheek because they’re innocent - always asks for one when you see him and when you’re about to leave - he loves building pillow forts with you and cuddling inside while watching a movie or just talking about anything really - when he’s tired, he likes to nuzzle you and bury his face in the crook of your neck - he’s always pulling pranks on you and you’re always pulling pranks on him - the members get so annoyed because some of them have fallen for your pranks before, jihoon even scolded you and hoshi for like an hour - piggyback rides all day every day, and sometimes he sprints while you’re on his back and you’re like HOSHI SLOW DOWN YOU’RE GOING TO TRIP AND WE’LL BOTH DIE - in the winter, he’s a little kid who likes rolling around in the snow and having snowball fights with you - in the spring, he likes jumping in puddles of rain with you - in the summer, he likes going to the beach and building sand castles with you - and in the fall, he likes jumping in piles of leaves with you - serenades you with shinee songs - “song request? none? ok i’m singing shinee sunbaenim then” “hoshi i didn’t even get to say anything” - he loves teaching you seventeen dances and finds it really cute when you get flustered because you messed up - he always brings up some of your embarrassing moments to tease you about it - like when you guys first started dating, you REALLY wanted to make sure you’re dressed nicely so you went out and bought this cute cardigan last minute - when you met up with hoshi, he looked at your cardigan and asked “oh is that new??” and you said “what, this?? nooo i’ve had it for a while” - hoshi then lifted up a hand and started moving it closer to your face and you thought he was going to cup your cheek or something but no - he reached out for the price tag attached to your cardigan and laughed “really?? you keep your price tags on your clothes??” - he can’t cook to save his life, so you’re always he one cooking for him - but he loves your cooking and always asks for seconds and compliments your meals - he likes to tell you a bunch of cute but cliché boyfriend lines he had to film in the past for carats - and you don’t even know what’s worse, the cringe or the fact that deeeeep down you like it - sometimes you surprise him after dance practice, and it makes hoshi so happy, he tackles you even though he’s covered in sweat - “EW HOSHI LET GO OF ME YOU’RE ALL GROSS AND SWEATY” “NO I’M NEVER LETTING GO” - your relationship with hoshi is filled with pranks and jokes and fun, and you never have to worry about hiding a part of yourself from him - because hoshi loves everything about you - and that will never change - “my name is soonyoung, but you can call me—” - “soon?” - “no. yours.”
JuminV Week | Day One: Nostalgia/Childhood | Angst
For @juminvweek. If
you dislike the pairing, you may choose not to read. The fics will not be
put under a read cut due to the glitch. Complaints regarding the pairing will
not be heard~! ^o^
Do you remember all
the handwritten letters we sent to each other as children? I had been going
through my drawers a couple days ago, and found a bundle of envelopes. They
were all from you.
It has been years
since I last received a letter from you, come to think of it. Hm. From anyone,
in fact. You’ve always been the only one who puts up with my childish,
unnecessary antics, after all. I can’t imagine anybody else who would put in
the effort of writing me a letter, when they could simply text, call or send an
email. While I do admit that it is far more convenient and logical, I suppose I’ve
developed a preference for handwritten letters. I owe it to you—it was our
special form of communication.
But, perhaps it’s also
because of the way you can really look at someone through their letters. Every
stroke of the pen, the way they phrase their words, the straightness of their
letters and lines… so much to tell from just one handwritten letter. You could
really see somebody’s soul through it, if you look closely enough. Perhaps that’s
why I’ve only exchanged them with you. You’ve always been the only one I could
trust with my life. The only one I’m willing to show myself to…
After all, you’ve
always been by my side, haven’t you? …You probably can’t see my expression
right now, but I’m chuckling at the sudden thought of it.
I remember when my
parents suddenly decided to send me to a private school… I had been horrified
to discover their plans to “improve my social skills.” I was perfectly fine with
being homeschooled. But you said that you would go with me, even though it
meant you would no longer see that beautiful teacher you had a crush on. I
deeply appreciate that you made such a sacrifice for me. Although it seems to
be a simple, small thing, it was an action that you took for me.
Many can buy me gifts,
and many can feed me sweet words… but few would actually act out of emotion for
me, even willing to sacrifice something of their own for my sake.
Even as we began to
grow up, your kind, pure heart still remained. It has always been your greatest
strength, and your greatest weakness.
That is, I don’t mean
to say you’re void of other strengths, however, your sincerity has always
touched my heart. Truly, I wonder if I will ever find someone else who
possesses a heart as pure as yours.
People say that good
things don’t last.
Maybe that’s why you’ve
left me, V.
Maybe the gods above
realized that you were too pure for this world.
I’m sorry. It’s the
first letter I’ve written you in years since you’ve left this world, but I’m
being so depressing. I can’t help but be nostalgic, upon remembering the past—our
So yes, good things
may not last, but at the very least, I’m glad that the good things have
happened. I’m glad that you happened, V.
I never did respond to
your last letter before you passed away. To this day, it is still my life’s
So I’ll end the letter
off in a direly late response.
V… or rather…
Jihyun Kim, even to
this day, yes, I am in love with you
too. And I can never express how sorry I am that I could never admit my
feelings to you. If you could forgive me, then I humbly ask that you will wait
for me in Heaven—I’m sure that you, of all people, would get there.
synopsis; everyone her age had found their significant other; their soulmates. after a long, painful period of waiting, she found hers.
word count; 1862 words
I entered the studio, trudging lifelessly to my usual corner and letting my bag slip off from my shoulder onto the floor, not bothering to switch on the main lights. The sub-lights situated at the front of the studio mirror and the back corners were already turned on, so I left it as that.
I let out a heavy, tired sigh, plugging my phone into the studio’s speaker, letting it blast my usual tracks as I did my warm-up.
I’m Y/N, 19, from the dance club. I’m from LA, but I moved to Korea because of my parent’s work. I was happy with the change. Life in LA wasn’t exactly smooth. My life was pretty dull, so I put my focus on dance — probably the one thing that makes me feel myself.
I always came to practice two hours early, just to have the space to myself so I could go through my choreography.
An hour later, the metal door of the studio clicked open, and I didn’t have to look to know who it is.
Jun — the club president. Also my best friend. He walked towards the corner where I had left my bag lying, and he put his beside mine. I shot him a weak smile, panting from the hectic choreography I just went through.
“Working hard today too, huh?” he grinned, tossing me a bottle of water as he walked over to the speaker switches, turning it off.
“What else could I do?” I muttered, plonking down onto the floor as I leaned against the mirror. He walked over, sitting beside me with his legs stretched out in front.
“So… You haven’t-”
“Nope,” I interrupted. Jun sighed.
Jun asked me the same question every week — “Have you found him?”
‘Him’ being my soulmate.
I didn’t mind the fact that Jun kept this up for the past year. He knew how emotionally frustrated I would be sometimes, due to the fact that I couldn’t find my soulmate, and he was always there to provide the support I desperately needed. I couldn’t thank him enough for that. I was usually cheery enough though, trying to think positive that I would find ‘him’ sooner or later.
Soulmates were a symbol of two parties being, literally, made for each other. These two parties would have this tattoo-looking thing on a certain part of their body — called Tags. Soulmates’ Tags would match in colour and symbol. Everyone had a different Tag, only two parties on the entire surface on earth would have the exact same.
Tags fade as you age. They usually disappear by the time you’re thirty or thirty-five, and that’s pretty much the end of the world for that person. Once your Tag disappears, the possibility of you being able to find your soulmate drops to nearly a zero. And you would have to live a lonely life. Ugh.
Nearly everyone our age in this school have found their soulmates. Those who haven’t found theirs — you could count their number with your fingers. And I happen to be in that group.
Not having your soulmate with you at this age is probably the worst thing ever. Soulmates would naturally have the trait of being able to cheer the opposite party up, and they would match and fit like jigsaw puzzles that are side-by-side.
I eyed Jun’s crimson Tag peeking out from under his long sleeves on his wrist, and reached out for it. I pushed his sleeve back, my thumb caressing the opaque Tag. Yes, Jun had found his soulmate too, she’s a really nice girl from the art club. I pictured my half-faded Tag in my mind. My Tag was on the right corner of my waist, and I didn’t let many people see it. Insecurities.
“Don’t think about it too much. You’re still young, you know,” Jun comforted. I smiled, not looking away from his Tag.
Jun’s phone vibrated and he unlocked it, viewing a message or something. I didn’t peek.
“Hey, look at this,” Jun said, putting the phone in front of my face as I read the text message sent to him by the teacher-in-charge of the dance club.
There will be a new member joining the club today. He’s a transfer. Do take care of him.
I frowned. New member?
“I wonder who,” Jun said, sliding his phone back into his pocket.
The rest of the members from the club came in over the next few minutes, and soon all were present, except for that new guy.
I checked the clock. Five more minutes before he’ll be checked down as ‘late’.
The door burst open then, and a blonde-hair guy came jogging in.
“Sorry! Got caught up with something,” he said. He looked American. No, he was definitely American. But he spoke really fluent Korean.
“It’s alright, you’re not exactly late. Just come a bit earlier next time,” Jun smiled, before noticing the confused looks on the other member’s faces.
“Oh right, do introduce yourself,” Jun said to the newcomer who had just placed his bag down at an opposite corner of the studio.
“Of course. I’m Vernon, and you can probably tell, I’m not Korean. I’m from New York, but I’ve lived here since I was a toddler.”
Everyone eyed him, waiting for him the reveal the part that everyone was naturally curious about.
Vernon chuckled slightly. “No, I haven’t found my soulmate. Not exactly the norm, I know, but I try not to think too much about it.”
Everyone nodded, some giving him sympathetic looks, but welcoming him warmly. Jun and I glanced over each other, giving each other surprised looks.
We carried on with dance practice, and Vernon obviously had dance background. He followed well and caught the steps quick.
“Ten minutes break, everyone!” Jun announced.
I huffed, sweeping my hair over my shoulders as I walked towards my bag.
“Hey, umm…” someone spoke in English behind me.
I turned around to see Vernon behind me.
“Oh, hey!” I greeted back in English, trying to not be awkward. “I’m Y/N.”
“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” he said. “I was just wondering if you’re American? Considering the fact that you can reply me in English.”
“Yeah,” I chuckled. “I am. From LA.”
I shrugged, picking my bottle up from the floor as I took a sip. “I guess so.”
“And also, if it isn’t too personal..” Vernon trailed off, waiting for permission for him to continue. He knew that I knew what he was going to ask.
I smiled bitterly. “No, I haven’t found mine either.”
He returned the smile. “So we’re on the same page.”
“Yeah, we are,” I said.
“Do you mind if we walk to the dorms together after practice? I want to know you more,” Vernon said hesitantly.
“Would love to,” I said, because I wanted to know him more too.
After practice, I greeted Jun goodbye, and he muttered something like “That guy could be him” before we went separate ways.
Vernon and I started walking towards the dorms, which was just a couple of blocks away from our studio.
“How do you deal with everything? Like, not having your soulmate with you…” I asked.
He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s irritating, really. But I distract myself a lot by doing things that heavily occupy my mind.”
I nodded in agreement. “I do that too. That’s pretty much the only thing I can do.”
We continued simple talk all the way to the dorms, asking each other questions that weren’t too personal. We matched well.
“What’s your dorm number?” I asked as we approached the dorm buildings.
“Building 2. Room 58.”
I raised an eyebrow. “How coincidental.”
“That’s my room.”
“Wait, it’s possible for guys and girls to mix dorms in this school?”
“Yeah. Kind of,” I said, smiling. “Let’s go!”
Vernon and I grew undeniably close over the next few weeks. He pretty much became my best friend, alongside Jun. We knew pretty much everything about each other after 4 weeks. Everything except for how each other’s Tags looked. I wasn’t planning on showing it to him anytime yet. I didn’t want to have false hopes that he may be my soulmate.
It was already obvious that I liked him. I liked him a lot. So if he wasn’t my soulmate, I can’t even imagine the pain I would feel. I didn’t want to find out his Tag because of this.
I walked into the dorm, just finishing my classes for the day. It was already 6pm, and Vernon was already in the room when I came in.
“Hey,” he greeted, and I smiled as i placed my bag on my desk.
“Can I serious-talk?” he asked abruptly.
“I’m awake enough,” I said. “What is it?”
Vernon quickly pulled me to sit on his bed. We both sat down in silence as I waited for him to speak.
Vernon’s eyes were fixed on the right side of my waist, making me increasingly uncomfortable. Did he see it? There was no way. I always wore clothes long enough to cover my waist.
“I saw it, Y/N,” Vernon said. “Your hoodie rolled up past your waist yesterday night. I climbed up the bunk to ask you something, I didn’t know you were already sleeping.”
I bit my lips, looking away. How was I supposed to deal with this? What if it wasn’t the same as his? What if-
“They’re the same.” Vernon said.
I snapped my head towards him. Did I hear him right?
He rolled up his sleeve on his left arm, revealing his Tag. He’s right. It was the same. His was a black outline of wings, with a turquoise shade surrounding it.
I apprehensively lifted my hoodie, checking the finest details of the Tag and comparing it to his. No mistake — they were the same.
“Vernon!” I exclaimed, jumping onto him, engulfing him in a hug.
He laughed, his arms wrapping around me tightly. I never felt so happy in my life. My heart was thumping. I felt like I was going to cry.
“Just for the record, feelings were mutual all this while, Y/N,” he told me. “Jun told me everything. You having a crush on me, blablabla.”
I pulled away, staring at him with wide eyes, before covering my face and falling flat onto his bed. “I’m going to kill Jun.”
Vernon laughed. “I’d like to see you do that, babe.”
“Y/N~! Wake up!” Vernon called, jumping on top of me. I grunted, feeling air get pushed out of my lungs.
“You’re heavy, you asshole! Get off!” I said, pushing him off. He laughed aloud, rolling off me but stayed lying beside me, one arm draped across my waist.
“Don’t jump on me. You may just break my ribs by accident, you elephant.”
“It’s okay, I’ll be at your funeral,” he joked. I laughed and kicked him off my bed.
“You’re mean,” I said, walking off to the bathroom to wash up. He followed me to the sink, wrapping his arms around my waist loosely as he nuzzled his face into my neck. I giggled.
He looked up, resting his chin on my shoulder, looking at our reflection in the mirror in front of us.
“I can’t believe we’re confirmed soulmates,” he said. “This was all I wished for.”
I smiled and he gently turned me to face him, closing the distance between us as he placed his lips on mine.
We broke the kiss, and I chuckled. “Me too.”
okay this was waaaay longer than I planned for it to be HAHA
it was so fun doing this scenario bc i personally really enjoy reading soulmate scenarios. they’re always so cute (and sometimes heartbreaking) !!
i’m changing my masterlists to make it easier for you guys to search for what you’re looking for, so do take a look at it!
i’ll be replying the rest of the asks when i can, thank you to all who sent in requests! i think i may be writing more of these kind of soulmate aus for the other members, do let me know which member you’d like to see me write on!
This is a part of the Small Thing to Two Giants series
Note: guys there are so few gifs of just Oak and Daveed it’s killing me. Anyway enjoy another part in this series. The dog’s name is Hercules, more for the greek mythological figure than for Hercules Mulligan because I like naming dogs after historical/mythological figures
“Babe we’re going out for a little bit” You say, leaning over the back of the couch to kiss Oak’s cheek.
He nods, giving you a small smile as Daveed leans in to kiss his other cheek.
“We won’t be long. Don’t have too much fun without us” Daveed says as both of you stand back up and head out the door.
“You really think this is going to cheer him up?” you ask as you make your way out of the apartment building.
Oak had been in a bad mood for days, hardly talking and sulking most of the time. No matter how many times the two of you had tried to get it out of him, he just wouldn’t budge. So Daveed suggested one thing that would probably be able to cheer him up.
“Of course it will, we both know how long he’s wanted this” he points out.
“Yeah you’re right” you say, slipping your hand into his as you make your way towards the pet shop.
Could I get 33, 81 and 93 with Bucky please? A little fluff, a little smut. Thank you my darling and congrats on 1,000!
Warnings: Mentions of smut, swearing, Bucky being a little shit, Bucky and a motorcycle.
A/N: This was a challenge my friend!
“If you buy that, I’m leaving you.”
Bucky looked over at you from where he was admiring the Harley Davidson 2017 Road King Special Motorcycle. “Oh come on, doll,” he said, sending you a grin. “Look at it.”
“I see it,” you said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “I also see that price tag.”
He reached out to grab your hand and pull you close. “Just imagine it though,” he whispered, wicked grin spread out on his face. “The vibrations from the powerful engine between your legs as we’re speeding down the road.” He bent to his head to your ear, “Or as you bend back over the gas tank as I fuck you.”
A shiver went down your spine. You glanced around to see if anybody had heard him. “Bucky…” You whispered. “I could just choke you right now.”
The sound he made was half laugh, half growl. “Even better.” He bit the side of your neck.
You jumped back and laughed. “You’re bad.”
That sexy smile was always your undoing, “Do this for me and I’ll do anything you want.”
You bit your lip, looking between him and the motorcycle. “Now that is an offer that I can’t refuse.”
It was hard for me to avoid pronouns for a chunk of this, so I’m sorry for using female pronouns – I hate myself.
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Thanks for 600+ followers, you’re all tight.x
Based (roughly) off the song “Muchacho” by Kings of Leon.
I don’t want to ruin anything, but there is mentions of d*ath. Please read at your own risk.x
Here’s something you won’t enjoy as much.x
It had been some time since you had done something like this –
gone and managed to pull off a surprise as well as you had this weekend.
Although you had spent a significant amount of money and time to make
this happen, you were glad you were going to see Tom after those couple
of months apart. And although you had seen his family over the holidays,
they were very excited to have you back in their home – and they were
also really nervous because they didn’t want to spill the secret to Tom.
After a year and a half of dating, it still managed to surprise you how
well you had integrated into the Holland household, but you definitely
loved being accepted so well into his family.
So I imagine that Hiccstrid have had similar cutsie and dorky moments as they had at Itchy Armpit, so here’s a little drabble for you to celebrate the event. :D
Hiccup smiled to himself when he heard the tell tale screech of a Deadly Nadder. Toothless perked up instantly, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he rushed past Hiccup, accidentally hitting the boy in the head and knocking him over onto his back.
“Bud!” Hiccup exclaimed indignantly, trying to flip himself back onto his feet, but his prosthetic slipped, making him fall back while his back end flipped over his head. He looked up when the ground gave a little shake, smiling up at Astrid who was smirking down at him.
“Like the view or something?” Hiccup asked from his awkward position, scrambling to get himself back onto his feet.
“I’m not complaining.” Astrid laughed, swinging off the saddle and allowing Stormfly to trot off and join in whatever game it was Toothless was playing. “You ran off early- I was hoping to tag along.”
She reached a hand out, allowing him to grip it and stumble to a stand, dusting himself off indignantly. “Well… maybe I like having a beautiful girl chase me down.” He teased, giving her furry hood a tug.
“You, sir, are an immense tease.” She shot back with a chuckle. She turned and admired the landscape, giving a nod at the view. “It’s gorgeous up here.”
“Mhm…” Hiccup knelt back down at the edge, picking up the discarded pencil and beginning to sketch again. “Wonder what dragon’s are hiding in all those trees.”
“Better bring the gang next time if you have a hankering to find out.” Astrid suggested, plopping down on the grass beside him, leaning back on the heals of her hands while her legs crossed in front of her. “They’d have a blast- it’s been a couple weeks since we’ve all gone exploring.”
“Yeah…” Hiccup looked up, squinting for a better view. “Miss the old gang adventures. Like we had at the Edge.”
“Well, we’re all growing up- something that can’t be avoided.” Astrid reasoned. “At least we haven’t stopped completely. We just don’t do it every day anymore.”
“…Except for us.” Hiccup grinned over at her, Astrid giving a little laugh in return.
“True- I just can’t seem to escape you.”
“Hey, hey, wait just a second-” Hiccup leaned back, tilting his head to one side. “Can’t escape me? Who’s the one who tracked me down, hm?”
“Oh, so Stormfly’s the one who’s in love with me?”
Astrid broke into an uncontrollable fit of laughter-turned-coughing. Hiccup grinned as she sputtered on her own breath, eyes squeezed shut as she flopped on the ground in her mirth.
“Gods- that- now that’s a funny picture…” she wheezed.
“Glad you’re amused.” Hiccup chuckled, returning to his mapping. “Got any plans for today, milady?”
“Tagging along?” she spoke hopefully, already knowing the answer. Hiccup smiled and wagged his pencil at her.
“Only Stormfly- for she’s the one in love with me- apparently…” She swatted his shoulder with her fist. “Right, right! Um… you can both come along.”
She leaned forward and quickly kissed his cheek, before tapping his shoulder and crawling to her feet. “We’d best be going, Dragon Boy.”
“Nicknames… always with the- hic!” Hiccup froze, frowning in confusion while Astrid paused in mid step, turning to smile widely at him. He swallowed, but it didn’t deter another little hic! from escaping.
“Speaking of nicknames, my dear Hiccup…” She emphasized his name, her arms crossed while one hand tapped her chin. He blushed crimson while she laughed softly, Hiccup hiccuping once more.
“This is just- hic!- perfect…” He murmured, folding up his map and placing it back under his armor.
“Come on, babe.” She laughed, “It’s kinda cute, ya know-”
“Hiccup’s are cute?”
“Well… I only know one Hiccup- and he’s most definitely cute.”
Hiccup grinned, then frowned when he hiccuped again. “Gr, remedies to get rid of hiccup’s, know if any?”
“Nope, they’re utterly undesposable. Impossible to get rid of, actually… trust me. Dagur’s tried, Viggo’s tried-”
“Har har.” Hiccup replied while she laughed again. He smiled and swallowed back another hiccup, hoping to hold the rest at bay. “Shall we go, milady?”
Hey, so my name is Claire, and I’m a 35 year old Phangirl. I shall be hosting a Phandom meet up April 17th 2017 for us more mature Phannies. If you are aged over 28yrs old, you are more than welcome to join in. There will be no upper age limit on this meet up, you could be 101 and that would be fine, as long as you love Dan and Phil, that’s all that matters.
The point of this meet up will be to connect with older ladies, gents, non-binary etc, so that we don’t feel so awkward or isolated in our love and appreciation of Dan and Phil. Personally, I’m very much a people person, and i find it easy, but i know, for some, this isn’t the case.
What this meet up will entail: you can post selfies (but only if you feel confident to do so! No pressure), Phanfics, Phan art, Edits, or anything you want really! Just make sure you tag it with the hashtag #Phandom meet up 28+ as the first tag. Please search this tag, and reblog any you find, reach out and connect!
Also, the idea of this meet up is to make new friends with like minded people, to connect, i hate the thought of any one person feeling isolated or alone because of their age!
This meet up will run for 24hrs.
UK - 6pm to 6pm (BST)
(I’m sorry i can’t convert the rest of the times, i’m working from my phone as my laptop got hacked!)
If you have any questions, please do feel free to pm me.