someone gets this site away from me


i’m going to take a break from here. things have happened, i’m not doing good and i’m pretty tired of this site anyway so i need to get away. i’m going to delete the tumblr app from my phone so i’m not going to be here at all. i try to queue posts as best as i can so my blog wouldn’t be completely dead. i’ll be back when i feel better but right now i need to get time for myself and focus on getting better. however, if someone wants to keep chatting with me and we’ve only talked here before (or if someone wants to start chatting with me), pls send me a message and i’ll give you my kik/skype/discord chat or something. take care or yourself guys, ily 💖

One morning Sirius Black saunters into the Great Hall with his hair in a bun and tie loose as can be. And he plonks himself down at the table and everyone just stares. 

Because his neck is covered in hickeys. 

And he’s all grins and showing them off like nobodies business.

And all the girls in the Hall are eyeing each other up like ‘Which one of you bitches got to do that? Fuck you why wasn’t it me…’

McGoangall just stares for second before averting her eyes. She can’t think of any rules he’s broken but Jesus Christ should that be allowed?

And James walks in, hand combing through his hair before he see. And he just raises he eyebrow and smiles.

‘Merlin Remus, get a bit carried away did we?’

And Remus is just siting there, red as tomato, wanting to die because it’s so embarrassing and someone is laughing oh no.. 

But secretly he is really fucking pleased with himself. Like, damn. I did that.

I don’t know man.. Wolfstar with hickeys just makes me happy.

I am terribly sorry, but “i didn’t know it was yours” is no excuse-

Someone was reposting my art on a site and didn’t credit me, so I asked them to and at least they did, but they tried to explain it away as ‘oh, sorry I didn’t know it was yours’

Yes, it is small because I don’t want it to get in the way, but it is on all of my art! Also where did they get it from in the first place? Please credit artists if you repost, it isn’t that hard to find out who made the art!! Sorry for the small rant!

Guys just as a PSA

Please don’t use the comment section of my stories (or anyones? Most probably dont care i guess) as a forum or chat room. A lot of people decide whether or not to give a story a chance based on numbers of comments and kudos/likes or what have you, not everyone but some, and if you just use my story as a place to chat it skews the numbers and presents the story unfairly. Secret Santa has 1k comments on wattpad and at least 300 of them is a conversation about Winx between three users. I also want to discourage this because i get an email for every comment someone makes on any site and it is a very hollow excitement to be looking for feedback and blown away to see twenty emails only to realize its ya’ll talking about dinner. Of course thank you for reading but if you make friends in a comment section please move it elsewhere! It discourages me from reading comments at all which is depressing because its my favorite part of writing fic, but nearly every notification i get has nothing to do with the story.
This is just as a reminder.

Killing Stalking

I surprisingly have a lot of time for the first week of school! But I’m not here to talk about that, no I’m talking about a well-known manhwa that goes by the name of Killing Stalking.

Before I start “ranting”, understand that I respect people who don’t want to read it/uncomfortable with it/triggered by it/etc. I completely understand, and I wish you the best in life!

Now that we have the out of the way, I’m gonna be pretty blunt 

If you:

  • Believe all readers and people who enjoy KS are homophobic/ableist/misogynistic/etc Then you may need to rethink a couple of things. If you would talk to some of the fans you would see that they aren’t the “monsters” you portray them as.
  • Believe that minors who read KS and enjoy it have been or are currently being manipulated by adult KS fans you probably should rethink some things or just not interact with me I am a fan of KS, I haven’t read up on it in a while but I do like reading it. I am 14 years old, to some of you I am practically a baby but believe it or not no one forced me to read it. It was more curiosity on my part. A YOI blog reblogged a post about it, I went searching, read the description and continued anyways. I knew it was not for me, I read it anyway. That’s just how it works. 

  • Believe that gay men and survivors are the “bad kind” for reading and enjoying it you need to get your head out of your ass and rethink a lot of fucking shit stay the fuck away from me too while you’re at it  Just, no, please stop.

  • Believe that all (female) readers of KS are “fujoshis” or “yaoi fangirl” You make me laugh and you should probably rethink a couple of things. Not saying that there aren’t yaoi fans making those cringy fics (UWU SANGWOO HU MP MEE :>>>>> IM A SINNER) Just know that no one on this site is fucking 10 and it isn’t 2010. Like dude I have yet to see someone do that shit, and if they do do it caaatch me hitting that block button lmao. 

  • Believe that accusing KS fans of some really serious shit or harassing readers and shippers is ok because they read that “icky wicky nasty homophobic content uwu” Then fucking go away, why would ever even believe for one second that that shit is ok.

I bet you are starting to see a pattern here. Listen, KS isn’t a pure happy rainbow type of manhwa. You know that I know it, and I’m pretty sure everyone knows it. 

I’m not saying you can’t be uncomfortable with it, no not at all. However, harassing and calling readers gross/homophobic/abusers is so fucking shitty and the fact that you would say that shit over a fictional manhwa is ridiculous. Listen if you read KS and you enjoy it, good. Let it stay that way, don’t let hateful people bring you down over fiction. 

Make content, keep shipping and most of all stay safe. Because I love all of you guys, and you don’t deserve the shit you guy are going through <3

wilwarindi  asked:

I wouldn't say you're irrelevant at all, I'd say that people who want to start drama with you have seen their predecessors destroyed and know better than to try

I was being somewhat ironic cause there isn’t a single day on this site where someone doesn’t try to start something with me and I very gently nudge them away from that particular precipice. Or if they wont be nudged I ignore them and move on with my life. We only get a lifetime, why waste it on hatred.

I uploaded one (1) video during the blackout and I started to get snarky comments

My dudes…

I post the narration of my fanfictions on YouTube so that people who have trouble reading (dyslexia, gets a headache from reading, etc.) can enjoy fanfiction. I’ve chosen to keep the majority of my content YouTube exclusive because it’s 1000x harder for someone to repost it on Wattpad or whatever reading site they want. 

But now a few policeman are saying things like “Oh, so you’re not participating in the blackout? Wow.” or “someone’s not participating in the blackout, I see.”

Like, y’all, the blackout is a great idea. I dislike reposters with a passion and they’ve driven me to put my media mostly in one space where no one can take them away. However, a lot of kids who follow my channel are innocent to this (which is ironic, because kids are the #1 reposters) because they’ve never discovered something like it. There are kids who sit and listen to me read to them instead of playing Minecraft (or whatever they usually do) and have begun to go out and read other books on their own (when they previously didn’t). They write their own stories and excitedly message me about them, asking what I think.

I refuse to punish them.

I fully support the blackout and I love what it’s doing, but I’m not going to take away their storytime when none of my subscribers have stolen from me (Which isn’t to say they’re better than anyone else. I’m sure some of them have Instagram accounts where they’ve reposted stuff, given the large following I have). I’ve already made sure that they can’t without hours and hours of effort per chapter, much more the series.

Honestly, as happy as the channel makes me, there are several others that love it much more than I do. I can’t wrap my head around it, but it’s true. I’m not going to take it away from them if I don’t have to.

Long story short, if a content creator isn’t participating in the blackout, don’t point it out to them. Continue to encourage them by telling them how much you love their work. Because regardless of how you want it to sound, it’s going to come across as a guilt trip.

I’m leaving tumblr

so over the last few days I have come to the realisation that I can’t be on this blog anymore. As much as I love Harry and always will, I need to take a step back. Yesterday I was on my blog and I just started to cry and not stop even after I had put my phone down and it was my most depressive/suicidal moment ever. This should be a safe and happy spot for me but there’s some things that have happened that have proved it’s not. Because of that I am no longer going to use this blog, it won’t be deleted if you want to keep reading my stuff, but I am getting off this site and away from Harry, someone I love dearly and has helped me though so much already and I will always be grateful for but I am on a very dangerous edge that I need to step back from.

I love you guys and thank you for reading and loving my stuff.

Love you always Harlie xx 

anonymous asked:

Matsu is happily married with his wife and the father of two kids. One day, when he's home alone, Totoko comes to visit. They just talk and she leaves. Suddenly, she begins to come over to his house more often, even inviting him to places. She invites him to her house and he goes. Finally she tells him "(blank)Matsu, I'm sorry I always ignored you. I want to give you another chance. I think a married man is hot. How about we have a little affair?" Then she tries to kiss him. Matsu reaction?

Osomatsu: there’s a book separating his lips and Totoko’s lips. Annoying her and making him gulp. “Listen, when I was in my 20’s not married I’d accept this whole heartedly; but I’m kinda over the whole cheating fantasy you know?”

Karamatsu: dodges, “N-no thanks! I’m a happily married man. I admit I had feelings, but that’s a strong had. I’m married and happy with my soul mate. I’ll pretend this never happened for our friendship.”

Choromatsu: Holds her back gently by her shoulders. Giving her a stern look, and for the first time in his life talks back to a lady. “There’s nothing little about this! I’m married! Happily! As your manager too, you shouldn’t get have anything happen like that.”

Ichimatsu: moves back a lot, he has things to do. Such as not cheat. If he was unhappy sure he’d consider, but he has kids with someone he adores. “You aren’t really my type… I prefer the Totoko who hated the attention of the group friends who had a crush. You just seemed like the only girl in the show we could go after. But isn’t the best friend trope over used?”

Jyushimatsu: loud beeping comes from his shirt, and moves away quickly. “No can do! Only my S/o can kiss me! It’s a rule, otherwise I’ll get a strike!” Where’s that beeping even coming from?!

Todomatsu: “Wow, this is pretty pathetic right? Married men? Can’t you find someone online for that.” Amused, and kinda grossed out; Totoko is nice but he’s married! Besides there’s websites for people who want to have affairs he’s really upset she didn’t go on those sites. “Maybe I can help you find men who wanna cheat.”

TIPS for standardized testing (SAT, GRE, etc) for LD and ADHD test takers

Some of these might seem obvious, but they weren’t to me when I was in high school even with all the extra tutoring

  • These are from the perspective of someone who is an ADHDer and LDer; so some things may not generalize to other disabilities. Please add anything you feel people should know!
  • Also I took these tests years ago.
  • Request accommodations as early as possible. You may have to go to a further testing site, but it is worth the peace of mind to know you have everything squared away. (I was able to get extra time and a private room for the GRE. The private room was not only private, but afforded me the ability to stretch every so often).
  • If you get retested beforehand, make sure you tell/remind the evaluator that you want them to put recommendations specifically for things like standardized testing.
  • Learn what you can or cannot take in. If you have to use a bubblesheet and have to do your own bubbling, and have difficulty with that, see if you are allowed a blank index card to help you keep your place so you don’t have to juggle the test booklet as the place keeper. See if you can be allowed highlighters. You get the idea.
  • Especially if anxiety triggers your ADHD, LD, NLD, etc, go in feeling over-prepared as possible. I would recommend the Kaplan or similar series books (ones that teach both material, but lay out how to take the exam)
  • for written passages, read the questions about the passage before reading the passage and then read the passage to answer those questions. Don’t try to read the passage first and then memorize everything
  • In math sections, there will usually be one or two answers per question that are reasonably ridiculous, if you can eliminate those early, do so (may be more difficult for discalculics)
  • If you have a poor sense of time for pacing, don’t count on a clock being there. Bring a watch. Bring a digital one if you have trouble reading analog ones. The last thing you want to be doing is using brainpower to read an analog clock in a stressful situation (I am 28 years old and I still take several moments to read analog clocks)
  • Practice tests suck, but try to do them in timed environments
  • If you are going to test on a computer, see if you can find a computer program test to practice on. If you are testing on paper, see if you can find a paper test. Studies show that testing in the manner that you practice makes testing easier.
  • If you have to memorize or re-memorize material for the test, once you initially make flashcards (or whatever) and go over material, only study/quiz yourself on a given type of material for 15-30 minutes at a time with plenty of space in between if you study for more than once a day. This is about how much time at a time the brain has to study information before it starts confusing it with each other. 
  • review a given type of material for 15-30 min each day. Review it even if you ‘know’ it. Every time you successfully access information from memory, it becomes easier to do it again.
  • When studying, try to use elaboration techniques by connecting new information to information you already know. This is called “deep processing”. In terms of memory, by connecting information to something you already know, it gives you more “routes” to get to that information.
  • Sleep. Sleep is incredibly important for memory consolidation and cognitive functioning.
  • If you are on medication, try not to make any changes to it in the several weeks before your testing date. Also, try to take it as regularly as possible (medisafe is a good app). Even for meds like ADHD stimulants.

I’m meeting my best friends fiance tonight.

There is something about him that bugs me though, I don’t know what it is but I get a real uneasy feeling about him just from his picture.

I hope as I get to know him this feeling goes away because I want to be happy for my friend….. but right now I’m just….. not…… for @kawaii-kittenexo.

Being a college student had its perks, since living on campus provides parties, celebrations, conventions, events, and any other kind of distraction. But none of that happened during summer vacation, so you’re stuck in your dorm room laying on your bed, wasting away.

Until your roommate comes in and asks if you’re up for a game of truth or dare. You sit up, pleasantly surprised at the random encounter and agree, making space on your bed so she can sit down next to you.

She immediately asks you which option you want, and out of curiosity and restlessness, you choose “dare”.

“I dare you to try out this program I found.” She says, opening up your laptop and typing something in the search bar. You squint your eyes at her skeptically for a moment.

“Did you come in here knowing I’d choose dare?” You ask slowly. She simply grins in reply and then shoves the laptop in your lap for you to see.

“It’s a hook-up site! But completely safe and legit! It’s government approved and it’s been going on for years now. A lot of the couples who met each other there got a job there to encourage people like you - alone and bored with life - to try it out because it work.” She reassures before you can point out the flaws, and you’re rendered speechless.

Without a good excuse to deny her, you shoot her a dissatisfied look before looking at the screen. Big sparkly bubble letters greet you first, forming the words “Be My Honey!” You look at your friend in dismay, really not wanting to go any further when the URL is “”.

She scrolls down for you, and you’re met with a picture of a happy couple, smiling while holding hands. The text underneath states:

Welcome to Be My Honey! This site was created for your convenience and love life, all you have to do is take our 20 minute survey and get your match!

“See? It’s legit. The survey is so long because they want to pair you up with someone like you.” You friend says excitedly.

“Or maybe it’s because they want to have information on me so they can find and kidnap me. Because they’re actually creepy people.” She looks at you in exasperation and you apologize, because she genuinely wanted you to try this out. After staring at the happy couple a few moments longer, you sigh. “Fine, I’ll try it out, okay?”

“Yay!” She claps her hands and directs the mouse to the survey link, then leaves it to you to fill in your personal information. The survey asked general get-to-know-you questions like “What is your favorite drink?” and “Do you go out often?”.

It was after the first 20 questions that it started getting personal. “Have you lived in a two-parent household most of your life?” “Do you prefer the female or male sex as a romantic partner?”

It’s not until the last question do you finally have an enthusiastic  answer. “How well do you tolerate boredom?”

“That’s an easy answer.” You say as you type in your response. “I’d rather be dead than bored.” The last thing they ask for is a picture of yourself, and your friend goes through all of your photos until she finds one she thinks you’re absolutely stunning in.

“There’s no way any guy who sees this will object.” She tells you, uploading it herself. “If I was a guy, I’d be jealous of this dude.” She winks.

The site doesn’t send you a response letter until a week later. Though you weren’t exactly looking forward to it, it’s a new experience and you’re excited about it. The moment you see the e-mail in your inbox, you run into your friend’s room and leap onto her bed, waking her up.

“Get up! They sent me an e-mail!” You shake her until she groans in annoyance, then sits up as your words register into her head.


“Yeah, look.” You say, pulling it up. Like the original site, it greets you with large sparkly bubble letters that say, “Be My Honey!” and right below that says, “Meet your destined beloved!”.

“Wow. This is less informative than I was hoping.” Your friend voices your thoughts, and you both physically sag, the excitement draining away. “At least they provide a picture of who you’re getting paired with.” She says, pointing at the photo of a guy.

“He’s hot.” You admit, leaning in to get a better look. To be honest, you’re surprised that someone your age who is this handsome would actually take a site like this seriously. (But then, you did, too, and you aren’t ugly in the least.)

“It says your rendezvous point is the Grabill Ski Lodge.” She points out, pulling it up on Google Maps. “That’s only a 15 minute drive away from here.” You look at each other in surprise.

“That means this guy lives close to us, or he’s going to have to come a looong way to meet me.” Your friend giggles and nudges your arm.

“If he does come a long way, that means the photo I picked out worked.”

You should have guessed that there was a ski resort on this mountain, but you’ve never seen or heard of it, so it never crossed your mind. Now that you’re up here, dressed in your gear (which you bought today), it all feels even more surreal.

“There’s no way he’s real. It must have been a fake account.” You tell your friend, who wanted to tag along and see this guy for herself.

“Don’t be so pessimistic.” She berates you, stepping on your boot. “This can be your true love, like in a fairy tale.”

“You realize fairy tales are fake, right?” She steps on your boot again, then stills as she sees something over your shoulder.

“Holy crap it’s him.” She says in a rush, and before you can even turn and see for yourself she hugs you and says, “Good luck! Call me if he tries something!” And then she’s running off.

“Well, eff me.” You mumble quietly, turning around to find your “destined beloved”.

Seeing him in the flesh makes this whole situation feel even less real, and you find yourself gawking at him. Pale, alabaster skin and jet black hair ingrain in your mind, and even if this whole thing ends up being a giant mess, you know he’ll be visiting your daydreams for a long time.

When he sees you, he makes the smallest of double takes before smiling (oh God bless his beautiful smile) at you and sauntering over. “Hey,” He greets you casually, and you nearly melt when you hear his surprisingly deep voice.

Under all of his skiing apparel, you can tell he has a thin physique, and even his thick snow pants can’t hide the underlying muscles in his legs. “Hi.” You reply, returning his smile as prettily as you can.

It seems to affect him the way you wanted it to, because his cheeks turn a little pinker in the cold and he clears his throat. “I’m Oh Sehun.” He introduces himself, bowing respectively.

“I’m Sandrine.” You two are so silly. It tells you your names in the e-mail. “So you like skiing?” You ask him, motioning to the ski lodge.

“Yeah, I’m glad they made us meet here.” He beams, and for some reason, his love for skiing makes it seem all the more thrilling.

“Let’s get started then.” You grin, walking past him, but he grabs your arm, stopping you.

“Wait.” He says suddenly, and for some reason you’re afraid he’s backing out, because you’re not what he was hoping for. “Is this your first time here?” He asks.

“Yeah.” You say disappointedly, figuring he didn’t want a handicap while skiing. That wouldn’t be any fun.

“I thought so.” He sighs, shaking his head. You couldn’t see his expression at all from your position, so when he faces you and you see him smirking, you’re caught off guard. “The track is this way.” He says smugly, cocking his head in the other direction.

“O-Oh.” You stutter, embarrassed by your blunder. You make up for it though by staying enthusiastic and walking in the correct direction. “Let’s get started then!” You try again, and he chuckles, keeping his hand on your elbow as you walk.

Since you didn’t know how, Sehun was patient with you as he walked you through the steps and safety precautions. Skiing sounded a lot more terrifying than it looked, but once he got you started down the hill, you couldn’t get enough of it.

The danger of it only made it more exciting, and it’s everything you crave in a fun outing - risk, adrenaline, and quick thinking. It’s not long before Sehun’s taking you on the harder tracks, where you constantly trip and fall, but it’s fun nonetheless.

Even if everything goes wrong today, you’ll be going skiing for the rest of your life.

“Sandrine,” Sehun says, coming up next to you and following you over the next slope. “You’re going off track.” He warns.

“I know.” You say, confused. The snow if thicker where you’re headed, and it’s only getting higher than farther down you go. Your skis can’t turn in it, and you’re stuck in a straight line down. “I can’t turn.” You say, excitement quickly turning into fear.

“Make a sharp left.” He says instructs, moving out of your way to do it.

“Didn’t you say sharp turns are for adepts?” You ask anxiously.

“You can do it. You’re a natural. It took me weeks before I could even ski for more than 10 seconds.” With his encouragement, you jerk to the left.

But it’s not just snow you’re plowing through now - there’s also ice.

“Ahh!” You yelp as your ski catches and you fall over, rolling downhill faster than you were skiing. Everything is a blur, and you’re grateful for your layers of coats and jackets because each thud against the hardening snow hurts.

Eventually, you start seeing the dark shapes of pine trees, and you wonder just how far you’ve fallen before you hit something hard, your body bending in half as the trunk of a tree hits your straight in the gut.

“Oh, God–” You cough, your entire body wracking with each huff of air. Your ribcage burns, and your stomach feels like it’s been played with by a surgeon.

You force yourself to roll over, away from the tree, and you groan as your body starts feeling the full effects of the roll down. The adrenaline is leaving your body in waves, and is being replaced with pulsating pains on your arms and legs.

“Sandrine!” Sehun’s voice clears your head and you struggle to sit upright. He skids to a stop and falls to his knees, helping you the rest of the way up. “What happened? Are you hurt?” He asks.

“I got caught on ice.” You mumble, face turning red with shame.

“You’re not hurt?” He asks worriedly.

“No.” You say, avoiding his eye. “I’m sorry, Sehun.” You sigh, hanging your head. “I ruined our first date.”

“Yeah, you really did.” He says bitterly.

“What?” You look up at him and see his upset expression.

“Don’t get mad at me, you said it yourself.” You blink at him for a second, then scoff.

“I’m not mad at you, I’m just shocked.” You admit, dropping your hands into the snow. “Again, I’m sorry.”

If Sehun’s being honest, he’s really not that mad about it, and seeing you so defeated only lessens his negative feelings. He sighs, taking your hands and standing up. “Come on,” He beckons, tugging on them. “Let’s try to get somewhere where help can come.”

With some struggle, you’re finally on your two feet again and Sehun detaches each of your skis off, along with his, before tossing them in the snow. “I payed for those.” You mumble weakly, but Sehun waves it off and promises he’ll get you another pair.

“I see a building up ahead, let’s go see if someone’s there.” Sehun points, and you can just see a glimpse of brown when it starts to snow. “The sooner the better.” He comments, helping you walk through the knee-high snowflakes.

“This place is abandoned.” You say, taking note of the obvious decay and boarded up windows. The building looks more like an inn from an old video game, made of wooden logs and pillars, though crafted expertly.

“What’s it doing near a tourist attraction?” Sehun asks the air, and you enlighten him as you walk closer to the door.

“It’s the old ski lodge. They must have relocated at the top of the mountain a while ago.” Your gloved fingers skim across the window panes, which collected more snow than dust over its years of vacancy.

“Let’s try to go inside.” Sehun suggests, turning the doorknob and giving it a rough shake.

“Isn’t that trespassing?” You startle, gaping at him hesitantly.

“No, it’s survival.” He jokes as he gets it open. It makes a nasty scratching noise, the rust forcing the hinges to squeal. “Besides, this is just as exciting as skiing, don’t you think?” He shoots you a grin over his shoulder, and though you want to protest against his wrong-doings, you can only agree.

The two of you step in quietly, as if afraid of waking up a monster who is in the same room. Sehun makes a move at the light switch, but the electricity’s not working. “It’s abandoned.” You remind him.

“I know, shut it.” He says, embarrassed.

After a minute of being in silence, Sehun straightens and turns to you. “Do you want to explore upstairs? Or stay in the lobby?” The correct answer for being in this situation with (practically) a stranger is the lobby, but you’d rather be dead than bored, so you reply with, “Let’s go upstairs.”

He cocks his head to the front door. “Can you close it? It’s starting to snow hard.” You turn around and, indeed, the snow was falling significantly thicker. You can barely see the path you came from while you stand in the doorway. With a grunt, you force the door shut again and lock it, so it doesn’t open on its own.

He waves encouragingly for you to follow him, and you two take your time walking up the creaking steps, not wanting to fall right through them. “I’m pretty sure all we’ll find is the bedrooms.” You point out, thinking about it logically.

“Beats doing nothing.” Sehun says, and you look at him strangely for a second before continuing down the dark hall. Without any windows, the only source of light you have is from the window light downstairs in the lobby, which dimmed notably since it’s snowing harder.

All of the rooms are locked, which doesn’t surprise you, except for the two at the end of the hall, which does surprise you. Sehun leads the way, barging in first to the one on the left. It’s empty, save for a bed, dresser, and bathroom.  "Check the other one.“ He says, and you oblige, only to find the same thing as the room on the left, but mirrored.

"There is literally nothing here.” You state, and Sehun sighs in disappointment. “But I guess we can sleep here until someone finds us. What are the odds of a search team coming to check on this building?” You ask sarcastically, but Sehun shrugs seriously.

“We signed in when we came here. Maybe they’ll notice we never signed out.”

“Or they’ll think we’re cheating for more time.” You reply.

“Be positive.”

“Is that what you chose on the survey?” Sehun looks at you with a confused expression for a moment, then it clicks and he says “oh”.

“For the ‘are you a positive or negative person?’” You nod. “No, I put negative.”

“Oh.” You say, genuinely surprised. “I chose positive.”

“Even though you just said something negative.” He retorts.

“It was a joke.” You laugh. Then, you ask, “What about the favorite drink question?”

“Bubble tea.” By this time the two of you have taken a seat on opposites sides of the bed, winter coats removed and tossed to the side.

“Really?” Your face scrunches up with distaste. “I don’t like bubble tea that much… I like herbal tea.” Sehun’s face then mirrors your own.

“Ew.” He pauses, then glances at you. “What about 'do you go out often?’”

“Yeah, I go out all the time.” You reply, and Sehun frowns slightly.

“I put no. I usually only go out when I buy groceries or if my friends drag me along.” Your brow furrows. Why do you feel like this is going where you think it’s going..?

“And preferred gender?” You ask.

“Obviously I chose female.” He says, making an are-you-dumb face. “What the heck? We have nothing in common. Why did they pair us up together?” He asks, genuinely bewildered.

“Maybe they saw our pictures and thought we just looked nice together.” You shrug.

“Because we’re good looking?”

You blink at him. “You think I’m good looking?” And Sehun’s cheeks turn red, but it’s not because of the cold this time.

“Well, yeah. Don’t you think I’m good looking?”

“I do.” There’s an awkward silence for a moment, then you ask, “What did you put for the last question? 'How well do you tolerate boredom?’” You repeat.

“I said I’d rather die than be bored.” He answers.

“Ah.” You point at him, and he looks startled. “That’s why they paired up us.” He still looks completely puzzled at your reaction, so you explain. “Even though we’re totally different, we put the same answer for that last question.”

“Word for word?” He asks skeptically.

“Yeah.” He hums in thought before saying, “That explains a lot about you. Though we just met today, I pegged you as an adrenaline junky.”

“Hey,” You say defensively, but laugh because he’s kind of right. It’s why you’re in a bedroom with a stranger, right? Then an idea comes to your head. “Don’t you have your phone?” You ask him.

“Yeah.” He says, bending over to grab his coat from the floor. “Why?”

“Can’t we just call for help, then?” After a long stare, you both face palm. “Apparently, the need for adrenaline doesn’t come with intellect.” You comment as he scrolls through his contacts.

“I don’t have the lodge’s phone number, though.” He says disheartedly.

“I can call my friend,” You remember. “She came here with me and left before I met up with you.”

“Really? Will she still be here?” He asks, surprised.

“She told me to call her if you did anything to me.” You laugh, and he smiles.

“Good friend.” He comments as he hands you his phone. You punch in her number and it doesn’t even fully ring before she picks up.

“Are you okay?” Is the first thing she asks and you laugh.

“Not really.” You reply. “Can you get us some help? We went off-track and we’re stuck at their old ski lodge.”

“Oh my gosh!!” You pull the phone away from your ear at her outburst. “Did that Oh guy do anything to you?! I swear if he lays one hand on you I’m going to throttle him–”

“He’s right here, girl!” You exclaim, laughing at Sehun’s slightly intimidated expression. “And he won’t do anything to me, I promise.” You glance at Sehun bashfully before saying, “He’s a gentleman. He won’t hurt me.”

“…Okay, if you say so.” She replies. “I’ll be there as fast as I can with help!” And then she hangs up. When you look at Sehun, he’s smirking slightly.

“Who says I’m a gentleman?” You squint your eyes at him.

“That’s not something you want to joke about, Sehun.” And he chuckles, shaking his head.

“Don’t worry.” Then, “I’m glad you think I am. I wouldn’t settle for anything but that.”

“Well, you did teach me how to ski.” You say.

“Any date would have.”

“But you were patient with me, I appreciate that. And you also chased after me when I fell.”

“Any normal person would have done that, too.”

“Don’t belittle your efforts like that.” You pout. “I’m glad it’s you they paired me up with and not someone else.” Oops. You hadn’t meant to confess that.

But you also hadn’t meant to wound up in this situation.

After a pregnant pause, he replies softly. “Me too.” Then, “Are you hot? It’s strangely warm in this place.” Sehun takes off his jacket and sets it on top of his coat. Underneath that is a pink pull over, and it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

It’s also the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, because under all that coat, you couldn’t see Sehun’s defined neck and broad shoulders, and seeing that only made his jaw look even sharper. His legs seemed even more toned when they’re crossed, too. You can’t hold back your giggle.

“You have a problem with pink?” He asks, misunderstanding your joy.

You shake your head. “Nope. No, it’s perfect. You look good.” You smirk.

“Uh-huh.” He replies, smiling back.

“So, next Friday at 12?” He asks, slipping his phone number into your pocket.

“12 AM sharp.” You smirk, patting his chest.

“AM?” Your friend asks in shock. “Why so late? What are you two doing?”

You wink at her. “We’re going to wake up the neighborhood during karaoke.” She rolls her eyes, thinking she should have expected it.

“You two are crazy.” She says.

“I’ll see you then, Sandrine.” Sehun says, leaning down and pecking your lips. Your friend nearly flips until you stop her by holding up your hand. Then you grab the back of his neck and pull him down, giving him an actual kiss. When you pull away, he says breathlessly, “I’ll definitely see you then.” with a smirk.


A/N: I hope you enjoyed it! I’m sorry you had to wait so long, but I tried my best after losing my USB. If you’re not satisfied with it or find mistakes, please tell me so I can fix/rewrite it until you are satisfied. Thank you for talking to me when my blog first started, and for staying my friend up to now. <3 You’re the best!

Also, Grabill Ski Lodge is not a real place. It’s completely fictional and made by me, so don’t go looking for it! (There may be a real place called that, but I am not claiming it as mine.) is also a fictional site I created, so I don’t suggest typing it in the URL. :/

How To: Art Tumblr

Ducky’s Guide to Running an Art Blog!

Now, I’m not claiming to have all the answers, or perfection, but when you run an art tumblr, you always get the “how do I do that?” questions.

Well, here are the answers I give people who ask.

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What I finally realized...

For as long as I can remember I’ve surrounded myself with people who had issues i’ve never had. Girls who have problems with their fathers, with their boyfriends, with feeling inferior to other girls. Men who struggle with expressing themselves, who keep secrets, who are afraid to grab what they want. And though we’ve all been surrounded by these people, and we’ve all loved these people, it’s important to understand that we aren’t obliged to stand tall for other people.

Some people recognize their issues but refuse to set themselves apart from them. They want to be surrounded by others who have them also. People with issues often choose to surround themselves with others alike because everything can be disguised as fun. Recklessness, dysfunction, insecurity…. When you surround yourself with people who share these issues, you blend right in. You can’t be called out on your faults if you exist only in a world where your faults are normalities, where your faults look fun to everyone on the outside.

However, others surround themselves with these people because they love them and think that they can help. They want to help. They believe that talking helps. And listening helps.  And want to be present, even though they may never have been abused by men, or their fathers… they want to help.

And i’ve been this person for as long as I can remember.

Even though I can’t say “I know what that feels like” to most of the things people have come to me with, I can say, I know what it feels like to live life without those issues, and I want you to feel it too. But like the title of this post, what i’ve realized, is that people must want to hear this before they actually can. And the saddest truth of all, is that sometimes the people we love are content with being surrounded by others who share their dysfunction. It becomes an established comfort that they sometimes never break out of. And no matter how many times you try to help them, you’ll always end up on the outside looking in. No matter how much you may have done for them, new people will always appear and offer them a comfort that you couldn’t offer even if you tried, because you simply aren’t damaged. And unfortunately, loyalty doesn’t exist here. Trying to explain the very notion of loyalty to someone who is heart set on being loyal to their faults, and the feeling of being understood by someone who shares them, isn’t very easy.

Now I can go through nearly every post on this site and find countless posts written for people in need. How to help, how to love, how to be happy. But I can’t find one piece written for the people who’ve spent years trying to help those in need. For the people like me, who get pushed to the side by the ones they love because messiness is comforting and familiar. And so my words for them are here: 

You have to walk away from people who don’t value your time. From people who choose to be victims. For years you’ve been a whole person, so walk away from those who make your wholeness feel like halfness. We’re all taught as children that misery loves company, but what we don’t learn until adulthood is that misery also disguises itself as fun. And who doesn’t want to be in the company of fun, right? You don’t. Not with miserable people. The only way you’ll ever be on the inside looking out with people in need, is once you’ve damaged yourself enough to relate. Don’t allow that to happen to you. You can’t be everything to everyone. But you can be everything to someone who cares.

And my final words for the people we’ve all spent countless hours, days, months, and years trying to help: 

What you ask for from the world is exactly what you’ll get back. Your ability to attract goodness, wholeness, is most powerful when you recognize it and hope to attract it within yourself first. Separate yourself from everything and everyone who isn’t what you hope to be, and adjust your focus to learning who you really are at your very core. If you want more fulfilling relationships, be full yourself. Be full of love. Be full of respect. Be full of loyalty. You can’t attract what you don’t have. Whole attracts whole. Love attracts love.

Ok I get that addiction is a disease but holy shit you addicts romanticize the fuck out of it and it’s disgusting. My boyfriend is an addict of anything that he can get his hands on and I’ve been dealing with this for almost 2 years. I can guarantee it is harder being the loved one of an addict because you’re constantly worried about who they’re with and what they’re doing and if they smoke a little too much and you never see them again. Life is a constant hell trying to keep someone with a drug addiction away from it. I have torn myself apart for this man and no matter what, the drugs always come first. And it makes me SICK that there are users on this site that post about their addiction like its the love of their life. It may be a disease but each and every fucking one of you can pull through it. I’m tired of hearing excuse after excuse. You don’t fucking understand what it’s doing to those who love you

I stepped in it a few times on here over the past several months. It was going great and then things fell to shit. I’m not going to be pouring my heart out like a sucker over these things anymore. However, I want to say that I’m sorry I upset anyone on here. Those who I use to be friends with on this site who no longer want anything to do with me, I’m sorry that shit got out of hand. I’m sorry I got carried away with some things in this community. I didn’t mean to be disrespectful at all. I’m sorry I allowed my bad PMS(most likely PMDD) to get into it when it came to a joke not coming out right to someone and leaving me in an awkward position. I realized that with gruesomedetails, I have been very sensitive about being criticized about my maturity(especially from someone else who is younger than me). As much as I expected them to handle it better than they did, I see how I could have made it better on my part. I should have not allowed those incendiary words get to me. I did make a passive aggressive move for I wasn’t sure how to confront Sophie(fearing I would make it worse by telling her I had a problem and yet it was hard not to let it bother me). I wish I could have just let it go or have the patience to send her a message and tell her what that post meant. This shouldn’t be about who is right and who is wrong. It takes two to fight. It shouldn’t matter our age difference either. It’s not like she’s 16 and I’m 30. We’re both adults. This shouldn’t be about getting power over someone. My ego blew up at the idea of a person 8 years younger than me acting like they’re smarter than me and making me seem dumb and inferior. That only makes me look smaller. However, I am not throwing myself down on my sword saying that I was acting like a buffoon that was pissed off and screaming at this person for no reason. I just know that it takes two to fight. I admit that I could have handled it better and wished I had not have said anything. I wish I could have been more aware and patient where I would have avoided unintentionally upsetting anyone in the TCC and losing some people.

I'm trying to be cool, I swear

Mod Star here, I’m sorry that some of you were upset by Mod Viena’s response however that doesn’t change the fact that I can’t give you guys links if I myself don’t know where to watch other than CrunchyRoll. 

 We always tell people to watch it free on CrunchyRoll because it supports the official release. In another two weeks, the full show will be free to watch on there. So, we aren’t telling people to spend money if they don’t have it. 

We never said you could only watch on CrunchyRoll. We have always said that people should just try to rewatch the show on CR when possible, because we would like people to watch and support the show. We do not know what other sites have it. 

I don’t want to be mean but some of you have really upset me. Honest to queen Kubo-Sensei herself, I know what it is like to go without. Hell, I have to split my CR account with my BF. 

I grew up in the projects so I know what it’s like to not know when your next meal is going to be. I have lived in less than $5 a week. Don’t you dare try to talk to me like I have shit when I’m just like every other other broke college student with the minor exception that I started uni late because I served my country. Without my service ed award, I wouldn’t even be in college right now. So, unless you’re also the child of a single parent with cancer, you don’t get to accuse me of having jack shit just because I spend $2.50 a month on anime, one of the few things I enjoy. 

I’m done. I am going home for break and taking a couple days to cool off. If the queue runs out, then I’m sorry but you guys really should think before you hit “send as anon” because we are real people too.

I truly hope you all have a wonderful holiday because I love all you little buggers, but I think I need a break from this site. 

 Mod Star 
(Can someone pass me a tissue?)

EDIT: Okay, I am big enough to admit I overreacted. I can usually laugh off trolls but this was a little too close to home. I’m really sorry, I swear I’ll be over it tomorrow. The queue should hold up so no worries, we will continue producing content. We got some really nice words of support and I’m truly thankful for this fandom.

We can’t let trolls get us down! That would just take away from the message of this beautiful show we’ve all united over: Love Wins.

I’ll delete this trash pile later and we can all go on with our lives. Once again, happy holidays! I hope that Santa!Yakov brings you all lots of Katsudon!

Dear fandoms,(re-written)

Bisexuals, Pansexuals, Demisexuals, and other sexualities exist. You know that right? You know that just because two women get together, it doesn’t erase the fact that they still like men, right? You know that not every woman in a f/f relationship is a lesbian, right? You know that just because someone is bisexual, pansexual or whatever else, it doesn’t take away from or cheapen the same sex relationship they are presently in, right? Just some food for thought. And no this isn’t me being sarcastic or angry. I’m asking real questions and would like real thought out answers in return.

anonymous asked:

1)Can I ask you something?Please be nice,I want to ask you what do you think about tumblr lately hating on straight people?Im not being rude or anything,but it bothers me.Why is tumblr like this?Everyone should be treated equally.Sometimes I feel...

2)feel like tumblr gives such a bad name for lgbtq community.So many people hate tumblr because of this.When lgbtq people hate on straight people,it’s practically the same thing when black people say they can’t be racist.You wanna stop the hate,but…

3)but you are doing the exact same thing by discriminating others.Im sorry for bothering you,i just wanted to tell that to someone cause it bothers me so much how much tumblr has become such an evil site where you get hate if you say your own opinion

I had to take a deep breath and walk away from my laptop before answering this anon, which should give you some idea of how angry it made me.

You’ve asked me to be nice, but in the face of such overwhelming ignorance I’m finding that really difficult. I’m going to assume (and hope) that you’re young because that’s pretty much the only excuse I can fathom for having such a poor understanding of the social and political divisions that you’re speaking about. If you’re over the age of, say, 16, you need to have a sit down and seriously think about ways that you can better educate yourself because this ask is dangerously uninformed.

Let’s address this in two parts:

First of all, you say that Tumblr “hates on straight people”. I think you need to find the line between genuine hatred and satire. When people post about the dumb things het couples do and caption it “straight people are wild” or “I hate straight people”, it’s satire.

When LGBT+ people are systematically killed, beaten, disowned by their families and verbally and sexually assaulted, that’s hatred.

You cannot implicitly align those two things by saying it is “the exact same thing by discriminating others”. Do you understand that there is no way in which to compare the systematic financial, social and political oppression of LGBT+ people with a couple of shitposts?

You say that “everyone should be treated equally”, but stop and think about what you’re saying and understand that LGBT+ are not treated equally. Not by law, nor by society. They are oppressed to the extent that hundreds of people die every year, in the US alone, as a direct result of being LGBT+. To equate their deaths with straight people feeling upset when they see a post that reminds LGBT+ people of their worth is disrespectful, actively hateful, ignorant and absolutely disgusting.

What’s worrying is that you prove that your ignorance is not limited to queer issues when you say “it’s practically the same thing when black people say they can’t be racist”. By this I assume that you mean black people can be racist against white people. No. They cannot. That is not what racism means.

Racism is the systematic oppression of people based on their race. There is no compelling example of white people being systematically oppressed. We are not oppressed by black people, when black people are estimated to earn on average $13,000 less per year than white people. When dozens of black people have been killed by the police force in the last three years alone, simply for daring to be black.

Privilege is a complicated concept, but you clearly have no understanding of or appreciation for the immense privilege that straight, cisgender white people have. That privilege ensures that cishet white people do not walk down the street wondering if they’ll be physically assaulted for the colour of their skin, the way they present their gender or the person they’re holding hands with.

Reverse discrimination, in the terms that you’ve laid out, does not exist. Your attitude is dangerously misguided.

When someone who is oppressed hits back at their oppressor, that is an act of rebellion. IT IS NOT DISCRIMINATION.

I would suggest that if any straight person is upset by the posts they see going around which appear to take aim at straight people, they try to find solace in their immense privilege.

Please try and educate yourself on the inherent bias against LGBT+ people in the world today and understand that it is not appropriate to equate it with the kind of content that you see on Tumblr which features people expressing negative feelings about straight people.

Omg i’m so sorry to whoever requested this cause it took me forever to do it, but I kind of forgot about it.Sorry!

Sehun: It’s not surprising that even noonas can’t resist the fab Oh Sehun!

Kai: *awkwardly siting not knowing what to say*

Tao: Not even the noonas can’t stay away from this bad guy!

Kyungsoo:*freaks the moment when another guy is telling that his noona is flirting with him*

Chanyeol:*gets shy when the noona compliments him*


Baekhyun:*flirts back*

Lay:*tries to make  small convesation even though he’s feeling awkward*

Suho:*awkward smile*


Luhan: *This isn’t happening*

Xiumin: That’s good to hear……*oh god someone take me away from here*