she is so gorgeous omg cant even

when i was like 14, i once wore contact lenses instead of glasses to school bc i had just learned how to put them on and i wanted to show them to my friends right, and this one guy goes and tells me “i thought girls were supposed to become beautiful when they stopped wearing glasses. something obviously went wrong with you” and that was??? so incredibly rude i wanted to cry but i just stood there not knowing what to say bc i honestly thought we were friends

but the girl sitting in front of him (who was also his crush, mind u) hears him and turns around with the most disgusted expression on her face, and calls him out on it like “omg i cant believe you said that have you even seen yourself in a mirror you have no right to tell her shit” and then she turns to me and says “dont listen to him, you look gorgeous with or without glasses” and she probably already forgot about that but i always remember it whenever i feel self-conscious about myself

so the moral of the story is: if u see someone being a jerk to someone else, dont laugh along and call them out on it. stick together and bring all the fuckboys down

anonymous asked:

yo my super gay crushTM is this girl who was in my classes last year and i still like her even though we never talk but the this one time two and a half weeks ago (same day i got into bmc) i was really sad and she talked to me ( literally for the first time in a year) and cheered me up. she's just so sweet i just! love her! a lot! and she's gorgeous and really funny and i still cant believe she talked to me! and you're super cool, thanks for letting me rant! <3

ooooohh!! she sounds super nice omg, a Quality Crush

Birthday Surprise!

a/n: definitely set before your story starts. it got a bit away from me and I hope it makes snese! :D

One would figured that on her birthday Nessa would be happy and excited. But while she put on a good face for all of the nobles at the party in her honor, she was as far from feeling ecstatic about the day. Nessa didn’t mind the spectacle or how everyone in the kingdom celebrated as if it were a holiday (she was the princess after all). She loved to see how everyone who worked within the castle seemed to light up when the day got closer with the more elder of the staff always gushing over her as if she were their own child. It made her feel warm and full of love. 

The problem was her parents (and her uncle) always used the day to scope out future matches for when she eventually marry in the future. She knew every male she came across was invited for a reason and so she found herself flirting and interacting more with fellow ladies. Seeing as her uncle was silently fuming with every wink directed at a noblewoman her age, Nessa was at least getting some fun out of it. Nessa had even heard that a prince from a far away kingdom had come to visit and she was absolutely dreading having to meet him.

When Nessa took a seat and nursed her drink for a moment, a flash of red caught her eye. A young woman a bit older than herself was looking lost and flustered amidst the crowd, as people kept comment on her gorgeous and peculiar hair color. The woman was clearly struggling to keep up and all of the attention was definitely overwhelming. With a huff, Nessa rose and swooped in to take the girl by the hand to pull her away outside. Down the steps and towards a patio, where no one was.

“Are you okay?” Nessa asked watching as the young girl let out a breath. A moment later the girl realized who had saved her and she looked shocked. Nessa shot her an uneasy smile. It wasn’t every day the birthday princess went to the rescue. Hoping to break the silence that was growing, Nessa asked another question, “Who are you here with? I’ve never seen you before.”

The girl took a moment as if trying to translate what had been said. 

“Prince–” Nessa had been right as the word came out uneven. The girl wasn’t a native speaker, it wasn’t no wonder she had gotten so frazzled.   

“Shirayuki!” came twin cries from overhead. Nessa blinked as there was suddenly a flash of wind and a boy with black hair and what looked to be cat like eyes just appeared. He said something to her before bowing in font of the girl. Not to far behind a boy with snow white hair could be seen at the top of the stairs.

“Zen!” The girl cried and the smile that graced this girl’s face pulled at Nessa’s HEARTSTRINGS. Shaking away the feeling that she hoped to find someone who she could look at like that (and be looked at like that), Nessa watched as the Prince of far away descended down the steps and to the redhead’s side. He took her hands into his own and spoke to her in a tongue Nessa didn’t recognize. The girl just smiled and nodded at whatever was said before nodding in Nessa’s direction. Prince Zen’s eyes widened as he turned upon the princess, blushing a bit. He cleared his throat and slowly slid his hands out of the girls.

“Thank you, your Highness, for taking care of my friend.” His voice was much deeper in Nessa’s tongue which caught her off guard.

“She seems more like a friend to me, Prince Zen,” Nessa teased causing the Prince to blush. The black haired boy grinned, seeming to understand what was said because he leaned into the redhead and she blushed under the lights as well.  

Nessa laughed and bid them goodbye before given one last glance at the gorgeous red hair. At the top of the stairs she looked over her shoulder. Even from there she could tell how much love was between the trio and she hoped she’d find something like that.