some day i will go to one ok

Mom Friend

Ok but imagine how the aliens would react to the idea of the “mom friend”. Like the crew is losing their mind over the fact their human is reckless, doing so many dangerous things that would have killed any other race but of course it’s fine because it’s a human and those things are so hard to kill anyway.

The only planet that is a danger to a human is the one it came from.

So when the human-Kat comes into the control room with that adorable hopeful face a lot of the crew members are instantly on guard. The last time Human-Kat had that expression they almost lost Xe'rex to the waves of that one planet that Human-Kat just had to “Surf”.

“Can my friend Lola come meet us for the 34-OJ mission? She’s right in our pathway to that new planet? Please?” Huamn-Kat says and though they want nothing more then to say no, the crew of 626- Launch can’t say anything else other then yes.  They know how humans react when left alone for too long. Humans claim that their greatest criminals are placed in “solitary confinement” as punishment which goes very far to show how much bonds affect their life spans.

Human-Kat needs human interaction to stay alive and sane (or as sane as humans can be)

So the crew  agrees to have Friend-Lola on the voyage, slightly terrified of having two humans. But when the new human arrives it is not what they expected.

“Kat, have you finished your paperwork? Come on man, you know it’s due in like a day. Get on it.”

“Whoa dude, I love you ok. But no. You are not going to go surfing down there. It’s for your own good.”

“Girl you got the promotion?! Yes! Ok Ok! We need to celebrate with girls night in!”

“Hey I have some tissues in my bag somewhere hold on. There ya go.”

“Look at this game I picked up on RE-vr’. It’s just like Cards against Humanity but space!”

“Go. To. Sleep. Kat.”

“Remember that pact we made in high school? The one where I would stop you from doing something that will get you arrested or killed? Yeah well I’m calling it into action and saying that you do not lick anything on a unknown planet!“ 

This Human…holds common sense? That is possible for that race?!

After Friend-Lola leaves they ask Human-Kat about this and she merely laughs while swiping through photographs she had taken with the other human.

"Well Lola is the mom friend.”

And the crew of 626-Luanch are so confused because they have already seen photos of Human-Kat’s birth givers and they look nothing alike not to mention Human-Kat already has a Mom. Do humans have more then one “Mom”?

“Oh you know a mom friend is the one friend in a group that keeps everyone else from dying.” Human-Kat jokes.

But the crew is amazed. They have learn the reason humanity haven’t killed itself off. They send a message to every out post in the area.

If xe have a human on-board make sure that they are accompanied by a Mom Friend. These are the humans in charge of keeping other humans alive and well-behaved. 

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Hotel Books - Changes Consume me

Happy birthday, @stilesandderek, thank you for being the most incredible friend anyone could wish for 🎈💕

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these r bad, but there u go 👌

Lord of Shadows playlist

tmi-city-of-bones15-blog said:Hey Cassie, I was wondering if you have a Playlist for each book that you write? Or if you have something to inspire you on those moments?

I do! You can find old ones on this tumblr, and here is the one for Lord of Shadows! (Sometimes people complain the songs aren’t new — I tend to mix up old and new songs, and remember, the book was written last year!)

Lord of Shadows

Six Blade Knife, Dire Straits

Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife can do anything for you

Fuck It And Whatever, The Echo-Friendly

We are sleeping in a rainstorm
With no lightning rod
So please remember my love
As we lie in the arms of an angry vengeful God

And I know we can’t stay together
But I’ll keep you safe forever
And I know that sounds heavy
But fuck it and whatever

Kill Your Heroes AWOL NATION

Well I met an old man dying on a train.
No more destination, no more pain.
Well he said one thing, before I graduate
“Never let your fear decide your fate.”

I say kill your heroes and fly, fly, baby don’t cry.
No need to worry ‘cause, everybody will die.
Every day we just go, go, baby don’t go.
Don’t you worry we love you more than you know.

Blood in the Cut, K. Flay

Met back up with the boy I love
Cried on the streets of San Francisco
I don’t have an agenda
All I do is pretend to be ok so my friends
Can’t see my heart in the blender
Lately, I’ve been killing all my time
Reading through your messages my favorite way to die
Take my head and kick it in
Break some bread for all my sins
Say a word, do it soon
It’s too quiet in this room

Sweet Disaster — Dreamers

Some nights feel like every night
This one feels brand new
Only got bad things on my mind
When I’m with you

Tell me that you need me on the floor
Passed out in your dirty clothes
Ask me what the hell I’m looking for
Like you don’t know

Shatter in the Night — Vesperteen

Laying in the yard and we worship the stars  

And I blow your mind while you kiss my scars. 

We rise and we fall. We’re floating 

And all our time’s revolving around what we see as true 

But it’s breaking me and it’s breaking you

Every Other Weekend — Annie Rapid (always makes me think of Livvy & Ty)

But we are one 

For you are here 

Inside a place so far away 

My brother always near 

It’s every other weekend 

And it’s in the messages they send 

Broken promises will mend 

For all these things we can’t count on 

Will one day make us grow up strong

No Mermaid — Sinead Lohan

we went down to the edge of the water
you were afraid to go in
you said there might be sharks out there in the ocean
and i said i’m only going for a swim

i was swimming around in a circle
i wasn’t always in view
you said we might get into red flag danger
and i am alone when i’m not with you

but i am no mermaid
and i am no fisherman’s slave
i am no mermaid
i keep my head above the waves 

Breaking Free — Night Riots

You’re not my savior, just someone I used to see
I am broken
Something’s wrong inside of me
I feel violent
Like I’m dying
I feel broken
Maybe I’m just breaking free

These Taming Blues — Joe Tex

Is it ever gonna not be so hard to see you around?
Am I really really really really gonna have to leave town?

I mean I called upon a bunch of angels calling angels ain’t you supposed to come and take away these blues?

All five kinds of rains

All nine kinds of thunder and

Eighteen white horses who will not ever come to me!

Don’t plant your feet, love, in that garden of blame.

Don’t break me no more, love.

I’m already tame.

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I’ve got these letters tattooed on my arm
That remind me each second of where I come from
And the long hard road to get me back home

I’m not trying to part the ocean waves
I’m not trying to overthrow the throne
I’m just trying to find a way to make it back home


In Our Bedroom After the War — Stars

Wake up! Say good morning to that sleepy person lying next to you
If there’s no one there, then there’s no one there, but at least the war is over
It’s us – yes, we’re back again, here to see you through, 'til the days end
And if the night comes, and the night will come, well at least the war is over

Meet me in the Woods — Lord Huron

How long, baby, have I been away?
Oh, it feels like ages though you say it’s only days
There ain’t language for the things I’ve seen, yeah
And the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams

Anna Lee — firekid

Sinking sand
When I sleep
I see her ghost
Siren’s hand pulling me six feet below
Pyramid
Wasted dreams
Built it for two
Inherited her color scheme
Now it’s my tomb

anonymous asked:

so it's basically canon that kara is an artist so im kinda thinking that she'll be good with makeup too so every morning she does lena's makeup and she literally look like some instragram tutorial vid (pretty af) so one day maggie snaps a pic of kara sitting in lena's lap facing her while doing her makeup and posts it in on instagram... oh boy the comments

Ok but what about Kara doing Lena’s hair too?! Cause come on, she always has some ridiculous braid going on and I bet after the first time it happens Lena’s ‘fans’ always ask her for more pics so she indulges them occasionally 

So « The Ones who walk away from Omelas » is a short novel describing an utopian city called Omelas during the Festival of Summer.

But to maintain the joy and the happiness of the town, they need to do a sacrifice : A lil boy/girl is locked in a basement,  in the dark, alone. When kids are able to understand, adults tell them the truth and show them the truth. When they all see this kid, they feel anger and outrage. A mojority a the kids move on and stay in the city.

But some of them « leave Omelas, they walk away ahead into the darkness and they do not come back. […] But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas »

Ok Big Hit, I don’t understand the fuck you’re planning but I’m totally not ok ah nononono

agirlcalledfrost  asked:

OH OH OH PLEASE TELL US A BOARDING SCHOOL STORY PRETTY PLEASE

so my school had this thing called “senior skip day,” except that senior skip day didn’t exist and every year the administration sent out emails in the spring that were like DON’T FUCKIN SKIP CLASS OR YOU WILL RECEIVE RESTRICTION (restriction was like, my boarding school’s equivalent of detention where instead of staying after school you had to go to bed early and help stuff envelopes advertising the summer program until your hands were BLOODIED AND CRIPPLED BY CARPAL TUNNEL) and every year the seniors were like YOLO THEY CAN’T PUNISH ALL OF US!!!!!

  • spoiler alert: yes they can? THEY ALWAYS CAN.
  • 200 years of american high school and teenagers still think that there is a cap limit on kids in detention and that you can leave after 15 minutes if the teacher doesn’t show up.

anyway, my senior year, we all got together and nattered at each other until some brave soldier (i feel like it was my friend paula but WHO KNOWS) was like “OK SENIOR SKIP DAY IS THIS THURSDAY!!!! NOBODY GO TO CLASS OR UR A SCAB.”

  • she didn’t say scab because she’s not from the 1920s and we aren’t newsies, though this story would be way more interesting if we were
  • what she said was “YOLO THEY CAN’T PUNISH ALL OF US!!!!!”
  • except not yolo because it was 2009 and drake hadn’t been invented yet except as a dear sweet boy in a wheelchair.

we also used this email system to communicate with one another that has very deeply informed the way i understand email and which probably makes it very frustrating to be my friend and receive emails that have subject lines like “URGENT” and then just 42 links to the same florida georgia line youtube video.

  • I’M NOT ASHAMED, but in that way where like i kind of AM ashamed so i’m really aggressively NOT ashamed? 

so the day of reckoning rolls around and my alarm goes off at 8 (class started at 8:05 but i liked to PLAY WITH FIRE when it came to being late; my mom actually asked the school to stop emailing her when i was a sophomore because i was late so often that their rote “Mrs. Ofgeography we are emailing you to say—” was CLOGGING UP HER INBOX and she was like “i GET IT MY CHILD IS THE MOST BORING MISCREANT OF ALL TIME.”) and i looked at my roommate elle and she looked at me and went, “you going?”

“hell no,” i said. “YOLO. they can’t punish all of us.”

elle, who was far prettier and far cooler than i was with the notable exception of her obsession with tswift’s “love story” and her tendency to look at the endangered species list and cry sometimes during study hall, quickly bizounced across the street to this shopping center thing where all the cool kids smoked in secret where huge trucks dropped off clothes for the Dress Barn. i think there were also tennis courts nearby. more importantly there was this chinese food delivery place and a lil restaurant that made HELLA BAGELS.

  • WHAT KIND OF BAGELS?
  • FUCKIN
  • HELLA.

off goes elle! meanwhile i’m like, “yessssss i’m gonna use senior skip day to watch 14 hours of tv shows and eat frozen peanut butter bars that i stole from the dining hall! I’M GONNA LIVE LIKE I’M 23 ALONE IN CHICAGO ON A WEEKEND WHEN MY ONLY PLAN IS TAKEOUT AND CUDDLING WITH THE FAUX-SNOW-LEOPARD BLANKET I WILL ONE DAY SURELY OWN.” 

of course, during this time the administration was continuing to send out emails that reminded us with increasing urgency that senior skip day was NOT A THING and that we were ALL GETTING RESTRICTION if we didn’t get our STUPID ASSES TO CLASS, GODDAMNIT, WE ARE NOT RUNNING A CIRCUS HERE. 

but i was like! yolo, motherfuckers!!! i already got into college, YOU CAN’T TOUCH ME.

at some point during the day elle and our friend ginna came back to the room with takeout from the chinese delivery place and we sat on our floor eating it and probably watching veronica mars or looking at the endangered species list and crying.

all of a sudden, elle said, “guys shut up, guys shut up, GUYS SHUT UP,” and ginna and i were like, “WHAT we have a LOT to SAY about FRIED FUCKING DUMPLINGS, ELLE,“ and elle said, "did you hear that?”

“hear what?”

that!”

‘that’ was the sound of one of our dorm moms, mrs. f, knocking on doors and saying things like, “IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR BUTTS TO CLASS IN 5 MINUTES YOU’RE ON CATEGORY 4 RESTRICTION FOREVER.” elle quickly scampered up our raised beds to hide in the corner, where a tiny human like elle could actually hide from view; i leapt immediately into what we called a closet but was basically a cubby with a flap that was DEFINITELY not meant for a 5'8” individual with knobby as hell knees.

our door, which was never locked because we both hated the effort of typing in the lock code, opened. mrs. f said, “mollyhall?”

i held my breath. 

  • i should add here that i seemed to be operating on like a scooby-doo level of logic where basically i thought that she was somehow NOT ALLOWED to investigate?
  • like, if she can’t see me, there is NO POSSIBLE WAY that she could prove i’m in here, right?
  • she’ll just poke her head in and be like oH GOSH NO KIDS HERE and leave!!

you can see the flaw in my logic.

mrs. f sighed. “mollyhall, i know you’re in here, i literally heard your voice ten seconds ago.”

  • there’s no WAY she guesses i’m in the closet!!!

“mollyhall, i know you’re in the closet.”

  • NO YOU DON’T
  • I AM SCHRÖDINGER’S SENIOR

“mollyhall—”

there was a creak. mrs. f stopped. it wasn’t actually a “creak,” so much as this like, prolonged groan? like it’s the sound an elephant would make if it sat on a really large accordion.

i poked my head out of the closet. mrs. f looked at me. elle sat up.

i said, “where’s ginna?”

  • YOU KNOW WHERE GINNA WAS.

“um,” said elle, “she’s in the—”

  • GINNA NO

ginna yes.

i really wish i could describe the sound the ceiling made when it collapsed. it sounded a lot like the way losing your breath feels. i sort of remember ginna falling in like, really slow motion, like i could see the expression on her face. i didn’t really think about how i would describe this in words. ginna’s face said:

  • oh no.
  • what have i done?
  • this was a mistake. 
  • i regret a series of decisions that i have made.
  • is there a way out of this?
  • are those oreos under mollyhall’s pillow?
  • why are there oreos under mollyhall’s pillow?
  • mollyhall, you HAVE a food cupboard, what good is a food cupboard if you don’t—
  • oh, crap.

she belly flopped onto the floor. i mean, the girl bounced. and then she just laid there. mrs. f looked at her. elle looked at her. i looked at her, still mostly in the closet. we were all going to get category 4 restriction forever.

ginna said, “hi, mrs. f. i feel like i should explain.”

Tips for young trans boys going on HRT [From two dudes already going through it]

Ok so since not everyone is actually fortunate enough to go through an actual Gender Service, I’m going to write some Will and Probably Won’t things that come with going on T. For ref, I’ve been on T a year and my bf has been on for two. Let’s start;

Won’t:

You’ll wake up one day and sound like Morgan Freeman. 

Will:

Going on T will deepen your voice. 

For some people it may happen quite suddenly, for others gradually. Most likely you’ll sound like you have a bad cold for a while and then it’ll even out and be different. If you like to sing, be aware of voice cracks and suddenly being unable to sing as high as you used to. Some guys get lucky and still retain singing prowess, but be aware there’s a high chance you won’t. 

Each person’s vocal change is different. My voice cracked literally after the first injection, whilst my bf had to wait a while for changes. Don’t be worried if it appears your voice isn’t changing and be aware it may not go incredibly deep. It will probably be more noticeable to others than you and eventually it’ll feel like your normal voice. Your pets will recognise your voice, they will always come to know you. 

Won’t:

Face shape will change drastically to become more masculine.

Will:

After a while on T, you may experience some change in face and body shape. 

A lot of trans boys I know seem to believe they’ll wake up one day and just have the perfect masc face. Everyone is different, I can’t stress this enough. You may experience a huge change in the face, you may experience almost nothing. My bf always had a very round ‘moon’ face and his cheeks have started to slim down but his facial shape is more or less the same. As for myself I’ve not noticed anything too considerable yet. 

The same goes for the broadening of the shoulders. If you’re very slender to begin with, you’re probably never going to be Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, but you might experience some changes. Again, don’t be disheartened, everyone is different. 

Won’t:

The fat in your breasts will break down from going on T and make you look a lot more flat, if your chest is small you may not even have to wear a binder.

Will:

If you have A cups, then maybe the breakdown that happens with T will mean you don’t have to bind. However, the breakdown from T alone is very small unless you’re on it for years. Also be aware that a lot of the fat in your body in general is going to start focusing on your stomach. It’ll become easier to gain muscle once on T, but if you don’t exercise, the weight you lose from other areas will go to your stomach. But also, muscle weighs more than fat, remember that. You may drop clothing sizes, which can be a pain if you’re already quite small and have trouble finding masc clothes to fit you, trust me I know. 

Also a note on binders: Do not use bandages or cheap binders. Do not. Binders can cause damage after prolonged use when you’re using a proper binder nevermind anything else. Bandages are made to contract and not let in moisture, they are not good for being tight around the chest! Cheap binders are also usually not breathable and will hurt more than they should! It could cost a lot, but forking out for a proper binder from places like lesloveboat is really going to be worth it. There is the sports bra method if you can’t get a binder because you’re not Out yet and couldn’t justify getting a binder to your parents etc but even then it’s not as safe as a proper binder.

Any binder shouldn’t be worn for longer than recommended, and will most likely rub especially when the T starts to make you sweat more. There’s also going to be an increase in acne on the chest around where the binder fits. If your chest ever really starts to hurt, find somewhere to take the binder off. I don’t care where you are, if you’re getting huge chest pains, take the damn thing off. If you damage yourself the chance of being able to get surgery reduces drastically, not to mention a whole lot of health problems you don’t want to deal with. It’s harsh, but it’s a lot better for you. Get a binder in the next size up and try again.

Won’t:

My periods will stop immediately and I’ll never have them again.

Will:

Eventually your periods will stop, though you may spot occasionally whilst you still have the necessary organs.

Though everyone is different, don’t be disheartened if you still have a period or two after starting T, you’ll stop eventually. You could also go a while without a period and then spot before stopping again. If the spotting continues for a while, or if you start to experience severe cramping, go and see a doctor

Won’t:

I’m going to get angry and aggressive a lot when on T!

Will:

Your emotions will be doing a whole lot of different things. Your may get angry, and you may also find your sex drive increases. You might also get upset more often or at things that never upset you before, or aren’t necessarily sad. I cried listening to that Chick Chick song, it’s ridiculous. It won’t last forever, be patient with yourself, there’s nothing wrong with you it’s basically just puberty (again).

Last things - 

Hair growth all depends on the person, the face being the last place that will probably grow hair and even then you’ll probably only have a tiny fluff for a long time, unless you’re lucky. My bf is experiencing hair in places now that I started growing extremely quickly right away. It could be to do with my having dark hair and him being a redhead tbh. But you will grow hair, all over. All over. Be prepared for that. You will get hair in places you never had much if any hair before. I have hair on my chest now. Not a whole lot but it’s there. The stomach is another hotspot for hair growth on T.

You will get acne, you will start to stink, sweat more and you may get growing pains. Look up Male Puberty, seriously, it’ll give you a good idea of some of the stuff that will start happening to you. Until your hormones calm down, your acne will not ultimately improve even with skincare. If you’re under 21, you might grow a little and the pains will be considerable. I gained like maybe an inch so I’m still short af but that’s something.

Your clit will start to get bigger. I know talking about the female genitalia we have is a big dysphoria bomb for a lot of us, but you need to read this. Your clit will get bigger, maybe considerably, maybe so much that the lips won’t hide it any more (if they ever did). It will rub against your underwear and/or your packer. For me it’s just mildly irritating, though for my bf it actually hurts (stings) him. It will be really sensitive either way. Be aware of that. 

Some people you don’t see every day or aren’t very close to may not recognise you when considerable changes occur. Use this to your advantage! Reintroduce yourself! 

If you self-inject, be prepared to mess up. There will be pain, swelling and bruising. If you have a nurse to inject you (like we do) there’s a change that they too might occasionally catch a nerve and you may bruise. Do not inject directly into a vein.

It’s perfectly fine to cry because of growing pains, pain from rubbing etc. You can be a man and still cry and complain but at least be aware of what to expect. 

Most changes will be so gradual that you’ll never look in the mirror and see a stranger, it’ll be like this was always the way you were.

If you do however, start to become really distressed by the changes or start to see nothing but a stranger in the mirror, please reconsider whether HRT is the right thing for you. The last thing you want is to be stuck with changes that are actually distressing you. It’s ok if you thought you wanted/needed this but then realised you didn’t/don’t. 

Last (gosh this was long). Every guy is different. Some changes come fast, some don’t. Some may be huge changes and some only small. Don’t compare yourself to other trans guys especially your own friends/loved ones. Every guy is different, be proud of your changes as they come and don’t let anyone bring you down just because those changes aren’t ~*significant*~  to them.

Poly doesn’t always feel nice.

And that’s ok.

Sometimes… Poly is watching your partner get their needs that match yours met with someone else.

Sometimes poly is having to accept less, instead of all.

Sometimes poly is, I hate this, but you don’t need my permission to do it anyway.

Sometimes poly is burning. Sitting in your room, your house, alone, burning with all the emotions and there is no one to put you out except yourself. And sometimes, you’re not enough of a firefighter.

Sometimes poly is boring.

Sometimes poly is Netflix and chilling, by yourself, your own hand down your pajama pants.

Sometimes poly is rage. Fierce, hot, molten gold down your gullet, choking you, burning you, cooking you to a not-quick enough death.

Sometimes it’s this is not enough, but this is better than nothing.

Sometimes it’s pain, bright, white hot, cutting into the very core of you. Splintering you into a thousand, million pieces.

Sometimes it’s I don’t know how I survive this.

Sometimes poly is… Acceptance of not so great, because there is no other option.

Sometimes poly is a snide laugh, a kick in the gut, a slap in the face.

Sometimes poly is heartbreak.

Sometimes poly is, I will never feel “safe” again.

Sometimes it’s just… Overthinking. Overanalyzing. Overdoing. Over scheduling. Overtalking. Over… Everything.

Sometimes poly is… Can’t I just go back?

But what poly really is?

Poly is I can’t. I can’t go back. Because going back would mean so much sacrifice. So much giving up of people that I cannot fathom how much I love them. So much beautiful, wonderful, awful exploration of self that I would never get again. I can’t say, I don’t want my lovers and friends and amazing people who blur ALL of my lines and boundaries with their amazing selves. I can’t say, for the sake of some general level of “comfort” that I know is false, I will give up everyone. Their intimacy, their vulnerability, their nakedness. What they look like laughing, and coming, and crying. Versions of them I don’t get to see within the confines of monogamy as I knew it. I have sacrificed so very much to be here, uncomfortable, today.

I can’t.

I feel I’m awake now, with all the discomfort that comes with awakening. But I can’t go back to sleep. It’s shitty, sometimes, being awake. The sun is too bright, the sounds too harsh. It’s easy when I’m head down, dreaming. But it’s not real, you know? It’s an illusion, a construct. It works for some, but I’ve taken the red pill. I’ve seen my life for how it is, my thinking for how it is. I can’t unsee it. Maybe one day how I outwardly perform myself will change, but for now, I can’t go back. I am what I am, doing what I’m doing the ways that I do it. Sometimes it hurts. Fuck yeah it hurts. Don’t ever believe anyone who tells you anything remotely differently. And you know what?

It’s ok.

Through this, we grow.

We become something else. We become better, stronger. We know ourselves more. We know more words to use to advocate for ourselves, and that is fucking amazing. Without this pain, without this trial by fire and molten metal, we might not know what we’re capable of. And knowing what we’re capable of is an awesome, incredible thing. That is what makes you, you. That is what inspires you to fucking amazing things. Even if the journey is horrible to get there.

~Jordyn

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"A LETTER TO MY TEENAGE SELF" by SOLANGE KNOWLES

there will be fear. a lot of it. there will be triumph. a lot of it. there will be constellations you want to reach for but can’t put your finger on. you will trace them like the scars on your body you got from trouble and the times of your life. you will take the long way to get to these Orions. the long way will become a theme in your life, but a journey you learn to love.

you will dive head first without looking into phases that you are certain of who you are.
some of these stages include:

  • the dance-is-life (aka “this leotard is my second skin”) phase.
  • the Bible-thumping-church-camp phase.
    (which coincided and contradicted with the Fiona-Apple-fan-club-president phase)
  • the Nas aficionado-brown-lip-liner-and-Vaseline phase.
  • the Rasta-vegan-thrifter-who-is-determined-to-marry-Brandon-Boyd phase.
  • the football-player’s-girlfriend-who-wears-braided-blond-highlights-and-swears-by-capri-pants phase.

at the time, you are searching. seeking in every corner and pocket of the world for who you are. take your time, baby girl. there’s no rush to get there. you will sow each of these chapters in the land that you become. you will see bits and pieces of them scattered into the skin you grow into. you don’t have to figure everything out now. time will reveal itself. i promise you.

sometimes you push these phases to the max, and when you go out into the world feeling confident in who you are and what you reflect, young folks will call you names and grown folks will call you names. It’s ok. one day you will name yourself, and that name will belong to you. it will not be the ones they ordained: “crazy, ugly, attention-seeking, weirdo.”

i really hate to tell you this, but sometimes you will still get called these things as an adult, except you will actually embrace some of them. you will learn that these are just words. words that only have power if you choose to give them power. every once in a while they will hurt, but you will choose to turn those words into a symbol of beauty.

speaking of words. they might just be your first love. sometimes you can write for hours, just you and the words on the pages. they make you feel understood, even if it’s just you that you’re talking to.

trust in these words, even when you’re feeling wildly insecure. hold on to your journals. cherish them. put them somewhere safe so that they may become a guide for you later, a revealer and a friend.

the lucky stars have been good to you, and there’s a long list of things you’d like to give gratitude to them for, but for now thank them for these three:

  • that you didn’t die when you and your friends drove up a steep mountain in a snowstorm with no experience and bad brakes. that was stupid as hell.
  • that you went to the ensemble theater every summer. i really don’t think you’d be who you are today had it not been for those experiences, teachers, and experimentation with your mind and body.
  • that the universe chose your mom to be your mother.

she is a wonder. you watch her drop off 3 kids at 3 different schools in the morning, pick them up in the afternoon, shuffle each of them to their designated activities, and bring them all back to the salon she owns until she closes up with the utmost grace, love, and kindness.

you realize watching a woman balance being a supportive mother, building a successful business from the ground up that was started in her garage, and giving back to the community will make you feel invincible and like the word “no” is just an echo in the universe that you’ll never know. you often take her for granted, but you know with every joint in your bones that she is a phenomenon and you strive to make her proud. you should thank her out loud more, too; tell her you value her. roll your eyes and your neck less. it’s not as cute as you think. tell her you appreciate all that she does, for she makes the impossible look effortless. she surrounds you with other black women who do the same. you study them, and will constantly think of all their stories, their beauty, their strife and their stride. they break down all of the archetypes and stereotypes that you see of black women on tv and in magazines, so you don’t trust those anymore. you thank them for re-writing the script before it was ever etched in your memory.

because you have your mama’s blood, you are fiercely independent and outgoing. you’ve been starting petitions, building tree houses, and starting clubs since as long as you can remember.

sometimes in the midst of juggling all this, you put a lot of pressure on yourself and often crash and burn. you shut down. you go into your room, lock the door, put on music, and you do not move for 8 hours straight. it will feel like the heaviest and bleakest darkness you can possibly feel, and when you ask everyone to leave you alone and let you be, what you really want to say is “i want you here” and “i need help.”

sometimes it is ok to say just that. it won’t make you less strong or less powerful. no one you love will criticize you or blame you; in fact, they will lift you up.

seventeen will be the hardest year of your life. it will grow you up almost immediately. you will lose your best friend whom you love so much to gun violence in a single moment, and give birth to a new one within a year.

you will be terrified, and it’s ok that you don’t know what the future holds. some people will count you out because of the decision you’ve made to bring another life into the world so young, but you made the decision out of love and will live with the decision in love.

soon enough you will learn how to love and how to exist with love in ways that you never knew. you will learn how to love yourself and how to empathize with and forgive those who may have taken a bit of that pure love away from you.

you have a long life ahead of you, and i’ll tell you it’s not gonna always be easy, but I can promise you it will be fruitful and with much purpose. all the bridges you’ve burned, you had to, so that you could rebuild them to become a stronger and more wonderful you.

there will be pain, there will be doubt there will be beauty, there will be the unknown. there will be so many moments of joy and delight that the whole universe will feel painted in hues of amber and wonder. there will be times you are so sad you can’t lift your head. and there will be times you are so happy that the sensation of life knocks you down. but most importantly, there will be you. a whole, whole lot of it. and you will feel good about who she is and who she is still becoming.

super massive richjake headcanon post

ok so basically this is gonna be a huge headcanon post about richjake that @richardgoranski and i made over the past like month (anything in bold is a direct quote from connor)


  • so back when chloe and jake are dating chloe is like ‘i think we should break up’ and jakes like um why and chloe is like well clearly youre in love with rich and also i like brooke
  • and jake is like um what i have no idea what youre talking about and chloe turns jake around to look at rich whos on the other side of the hallway/room and his breath hitches and chloe is like smh u Gayass
  • and so chloe is like jake just ask him out!! but jake keeps denying it like haha what im not in love with rich idk where youre getting this from until chloe just stands there and gives him A Look and jake is just like…..ok fine but what if he says no and chloe is like wtf youll be fine
  • so jake goes up to rich and is uncharacteristically nervous and red and he confesses to rich and asks him out and rich is like omg….and accepts and BOOM theyre dating 

under the cut are just some (lmao i mean A LOT) random headcanons that dont go in any particular order

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cant forget my best son

andreil valentine’s day

it’s 1 am and i should be writing an essay but instead i wrote some valentine’s day andreil oops

  • it’s andrew and neil’s first valentine’s day together
  • they didn’t have anything planned or discussed it
    • neil hasn’t ever spent valentine’s day with anyone who meant as much to him as andrew has
    • and andrew could care less about valentine’s day
      • except for the excessive amounts of chocolate on sale the day after
  • the day before valentine’s one of the foxes (probably nicky tbh) comes up to neil and asks him about his plans for valentine’s
  • neil didn’t know that he was supposed to even plan anything for his whatever with andrew
  • cue nicky acting all scandalized
    • “what do you MEAN you don’t have anything planned ??? no plans AT ALL on the MOST ROMANTIC day of the year ???”
    • “why is it such a big deal it’s literally one day”
    • “WHY IS IT SUCH A BIG DEAL you break my heart neil. truly. do you hear that? that’s my heart breaking”
    • “no i dont hear–”
    • “BREAKING NEIL IT’S BREAKING”
  • neil leaves nicky in the middle of the hallway pretend sobbing
  • later that day neil and andrew are on the roof (bc of course they’re on the roof where else would they be? interacting??? with people ??? lol)
  • neil brings it up
    • “are we doing anything for tomorrow?”
    • “what makes you think that”
    • “idk but nicky rendered one of my ears useless from screaming about needing to do something for valentine’s day”
    • “i don’t care about valentine’s day”
    • “ok but like do you wanna go somewhere or not”
    • “i don’t care”
    • “you’re so annoying andrew i literally ask one question”
  • the next day neil is in class and he gets a text from andrew
    • ‘come to the roof’ is all it says
    • ‘i’m in the middle of a lecture what do you want’
    • andrew doesn’t answer
  • so neil excuses himself from the class
    • “sorry im suddenly sick cough cough”
  • when he gets to the roof andrew is sitting there but there’s also a blanket and some food
  • and andrew is avoiding looking at him until he sits next to him on the blanket
    • “i thought we weren’t doing anything today”
    • “i changed my mind”
    • you changed your mind or did renee convince you to do this”
    • “shut up and eat your food”
  • they finish their food and sit there smoking until andrew suddenly says
    • “don’t think that this means anything”
    • “i don’t”
    • “because i still hate you”
    • “i know you do”
    • “but you’re tolerable”
    • “wow what a compliment i’m so honored andrew”
    • “and now i don’t tolerate you anymore shut the fuck up neil”

anonymous asked:

Could you please do a Friends to Lovers for Ten? I really love the way you write NCT and I feel like you should write more for them! Love you mom, thanks bye!!!

it’s been some time since ive written for nct,,,but ten’s solo is amazing!!! here is some cute friends-to-lovers ten!!!!

  • you guys grew up as best friends in your highschool but when college came around,,,,ten moved to another city for university 
  • and like you know that that uni is his DREAM school and so ofc you did nothing but support him,,,,,,,,but the fear of becoming distant did kind of haunt you,,,,,
  • luckily tho ten would always text you and snapchat you and one weekend even invited you to come up and visit him on campus!!! which you agreed to because in all honesty you missed seeing ten in person
  • with his shining smile,,, vibrant personality,,,,you just missed being around his positive aura
  • and when you got to his dorm you quickly realized aLOT of people fell the same way
  • like ten had told you he’d take you on a tour of the campus (after hugging you for a straight 15 minutes and maybe JUST MAYBE shedding a tear or two) but the second you stepped out of his room
  • like five people greeted him??? the random person in the elevator did a handshake with him???? you guys weren’t even halfway through the quad and someone came up to ten to invite him to a party while another person told him they’d love to have him audition for this role in an upcoming play
  • and you could understand his popularity easily,,,,,,ten is an amazing person
  • but with every new friend that came up to him,,,,,,,,subconsciously you began to worry your best friend,,,,,,,might find someone better than you at this uni
  • but when ten turns to you, big smile on his face and he’s like “i really like it here!!!! the only thing that’s missing is that you’re not here with me!!!”
  • you can only grin back and go “yeah!! im happy for you, i really am!!”
  • and for the rest of the day you two hangout,,,, people coming and going to talk to ten and sometimes,,,it kind of felt like you were the odd one out,,,,,,
  • which is why when ten introduces you to his roommate johnny and says he needs to run out real quick to go get some notes from another person
  • you sit there in ten’s dorm, toying with the bracelet on your hand that ten gave you when he left,,,,,,,
  • when suddenly johnny clears his throat and you look up and he’s like “is everything ok??” and you shrug and you’re like “yeah,,,,,it’s fine,,,,,”
  • but johnny doesn’t seem to be buying it and he’s like “you know,,,,,,ten talks about you a lot. you probably feel awkward with me because you don’t know me at all,,,,,,,but ten has blabbed about you so much i feel like i personally know you???”
  • and you kind of sit up and you’re like ??? oh what has he said???
  • and johnny is like “well i know you guys both like the same music, apparently you met when you dance battled to a shinee song, you were there when ten got his 3rd ear piercing and then all the other ones, and you once helped him get noodles out of his hair after he fell asleep with his face in a bowl of ramen?”
  • and you can’t help but laugh because,,,,,,all of those are memories of you and ten,,,,,,,,dear memories that you always remember,,,,,and hearing that ten remembers too,,,,,,
  • it just makes you feel good
  • but johnny kind of shifts on his own bed and is like “not to be,,,,,,,noisy but can i ask you something?”
  • and you’re like sure??? and johnny is like “well im wondering,,,,,,,are you guys really just friends? the way ten talks about you,,,,,,,is special.”
  • and you’re taken back because?? special??? you ask johnny what he means and he’s like “sometimes when ten tells me about you,,,,,he gets really caught up in describing you,,,,,i think he’s told me that you’ve got eyes prettier than the stars like three hundred times and tbh friends don’t usually talk like that about other friends.”
  • and you’re at a loss for words because,,,,,,ten,,,,,ten talks about you like that,,,,,,,
  • but before you can ask johnny again ten comes back and jokingly goes “you didn’t tell them anything crazy right johnny???” and johnny grins but you’re sitting there,,,looking down at your hands,,,,,
  • and ten asks if everything is good and you force yourself to smile and nod
  • but that night,,,,,as you’re getting ready to head back home and ten is trying to pester you into staying overnight,,,,,,even saying he’ll sacrifice himself and sleep on the floor so you can have his bed
  • you look at ten’s hands that are holding yours,,,,,holding yours comfortably because you guys are best friends,,,,,,this is normal
  • but whys your heart beating??? and why can’t you think straight when you look at his face because instead of his words you can only focus on his pretty lips????
  • and you know once you leave you might not see ten for a long time so you suddenly drop your hands from his and ten stops talking and you swallow your fear and go “ten,,,,before i leave,,,,,,i want to know ,,,,are we just friends?”
  • and ten blinks, looking at you and he’s like “,,,,,,,we’re best friends?” and you’re like “is,,,,is that it?” and ten’s cheery, bright face suddenly turns serious and you look up into his dark eyes and he goes “do you want to be something more?”
  • and you’ve never asked yourself that,,,,,,do you want to be something more to ten,,,,,,but you two have been through so much and maybe the thought of him finding a new best friend was really just a cover up for him falling in love,,,,,,,and not with you
  • and you nod slowly,,,,,because you do want to be something more and suddenly ten’s warm palm is on your cheek and he’s leaning in and you can smell the familiar scent that always lingers from ten
  • and with a small whisper he says “me too.” and then you can’t believe it,,,,but ten is kissing you,,,,,,your best friend is kissing you,,,,,,
  • and it’s a kiss that makes you melt at your knees and you want to live in this moment forever because,,,,,you’ve waited so long for it
  • and when you pull back, ten’s hands pulling you toward him by the waist, smiling as he fixes your hair and you don’t even have to ask him because ten goes 
  • “you’re the only one for me. even if we’re apart, it’s always going to be you.” 
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Drawing Challenge Meme

3 Conforting Eachother, 2 Flirting and 1 Holding Hands

these are the ones i could draw today.. XP all day drawing and coloring made my hand hurt.. so better take a rest ^_^

still some more to go.. reminder that i’m not taking anymore
 ^u°  ♡  hope u liked these!

Apartment AUs
  • “haha sorry for knocking at your door at like 6 in the morning on a Saturday but i’ve got a job interview in less than an hour but you happen to be right next door and my shower is broken so could i please use yours i smell like death” au
  • “so hey i heard the opening to my favorite show that i haven’t seen in forever playing somewhere in the building and i tracked it to you so can i watch it with you or what” au
  • “my cat ran in here at 3 in the morning and i’m really sorry he made himself comfortable on your face while you were sleeping but hey i guess thats what you get for leaving the door kinda open” au
  • “i was singing one of the cheesy duets from a Disney movie and i guess you heard it bc ur singing the other part so we’re both going with it ok cool” au
  • “you always ask me for book suggestions for some reason so one day i just grab ur hand and drag you to the library and we kind of have this thing of going to the library together every week from then on” au
  • “i accidentally broke into ur apartment bc i was hella tired this morning and i swear it was an accident please don’t call the police” au
  • “oh my god can you please not scream so loudly when you get mail like jeez you do that every day- wait is that a limited edition figurine lemme see” au
  • “ok so my dumb friends bet $2 that i wouldn’t ask you out and get you to say yes but i’m really desparate for some M&Ms from the vending machine downstairs and ur actually really cute so please take pity on my poor soul” au
  • “so its 1 a.m. and you’re prancing around my floor in full out cosplay and singing my favorite anime theme song in Japanese and I want in” au
  • “i kNEW YOU WERE THE ONE STEALING MY NEWSPAPERS EVERY DAY HAH I FINALLY CAUGHT YOU- oh man wait are you crying crap wait i’m so sorry please i’ll let you take all of my newspaper for the rest of our lives if you please please stop crying” au
• “I’m really sorry you had to see me like this stranger but would you mind helping me out of this trash can” AU

Well I just thought of something sad


So you know how some Shadowhunters can see ghosts and Herondales have been shown to be quite good at it

Well what if Clary and Jace had a child. And one day they go to check on him and he’s in his room playing. He talking so they ask him who he’s talking to. He says he’s talking to his friend. Thats ok, children have imaginary friends at this age. So they ask what their name is

“Don’t you remember? His name’s Max”

theconsultingdramaqueen  asked:

Ok ok but now I'm dying for Obi-Wan's Groundhog Day, 'cause there'd be so much Sad but also shenanigans? Of course he'd try to help Anakin The Jedi Way at first, but that's already failed and he still doesn't know exactly how Palps got to him. Soon the day becomes a Quest to really understand Anakin the way he couldn't during the war, and without fear of fucking up the Chosen One, he's free to use some...unorthodox tactics. Hilarity ensues. Anakin is confused but more likely to just go with it.

Ahhhhh OMG I can’t believe this didn’t occur to me before. Obi-Wan’s Groundhog Day would ALSO be fantastic (and, just a guess, he might not need QUITE as many re-dos as Anakin to get it right, hahaha.) And while hilarious, it could totally also end up being Moving and Sweet and Full of Feels because, as you say, he’d realize eventually that in order to figure out WHY it all fell apart, he has to really get into Anakin’s occasionally doofus-y brain. And then they both end up understanding each other better and everything is sweet and adorable and everyone lives Happily Ever After. 

I feel like Anakin’s going to be so disoriented during some repetitions of this day, though, because like…he’s GLAD Obi-Wan wants to spend all this time with him all of a sudden, but it’s also kind of weird that he showed up the second Anakin woke up this morning and he hasn’t left his side all day? (Oh, the FACE Palpatine makes when Anakin shows up at the opera WITH Obi-Wan, who has INSISTED on coming along and refused to take no for an answer. Not only has Skywalker shown up with That Boyfriend Palpatine Hates, but Obi-Wan also keeps shushing him every time he tries to start talking to/brainwashing Anakin. Anakin just shrugs helplessly: “He really is a big fan of the opera, Excellency.”) 

Obi-Wan 10000% spends at least one day drunkenly telling everyone at the Temple what he really thinks of all of them. One day where he gives in to all of his most flirtatious tendencies and runs off romancing his way across the Galaxy and/or dramatically sweeps Anakin off his feet. And another day handing Maul his own ass with the Darksaber over on Mandalore. Most of the rest of the time he’s dutifully trying to fix the universe, but even Obi-Wan needs a day to indulge once in a while. 

OKOKOK

I was drawing and I just thought about something, I guess everyone already knows that but idk

I was listening to spring day and I thought about all the theories. And some people think that it’s Jin’s shoes in the MV because in the photoshoot of BS&T he’s the only one who doesn’t wear shoes.

I might be an idiot (which in fact i am) BUT CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME THIS

THIS IS LITERALLY A THING AND ITS OPPOSITE LIKE WHAT