sorry but i forgot these existed

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we put these jellybeans on a scale when i was trying to think of all the things i like about you. and i was trying to decide what i needed to do. it means you riley. i choose you. and i really want you to choose me. i do. i always did. i have something for you too. you do? we have this one little life, and for a lot of it, we just blow around in the wind. but if we’re lucky and we believe that life knows what’s best of us, sometimes we land on the right person to talk to. i’m glad i fell into your lap. so am i. 

i don’t care about stunt girls i don’t care about antis, i don’t care about why this is happening or why that person said that, or this activity on this social media platform. i care about louis, i care about harry. i care about what all this is doing to them and if they’re taking care of themselves. but if i have to care about stunt girls, and blahblahblah to make it go quicker, then i will care more than anyone has ever cared about anything ever. just. end it. 

22.6.16 

first of all i would like to apologise for going missing for months! i had a pretty stressful mid-year exam and my holiday had been packed. forgive me! i am a complete mess of a studyblr 😨 i am very sorry that i don’t upload anything useful and to anyone that still follows me yall seriously deserve all my hugs!! 

anyways, i’m studying outside on my balcony today, so i decided why not upload something! reviewing my mid-year papers before the next term starts. insert sigh. 

hope everyone has a great day and here’s a quote i’d like to share: 

“Nothing is miserable unless you think it so; and on the other hand, nothing brings happiness unless you are content with it.”
–Boethius 

Asexual problems:
  • Me: Holy crap they're so hot!
  • Friend: Wtf aren't you asexual?
  • Me: Oh, sorry. I mean "holy crap they're so pretty!"
  • Friend: Again, aren't you asexual?
  • Me: ...
  • Me: I'm sorry I forgot that being asexual also makes me blind.
In Hushed Whispers Part 1

I have not written any type of fan fiction in years nor have I ever tried a reader-insert one but the idea grabbed on to me and did not want to let go so here it is. It’s shit but hey one needs to risk shit in life right. Also English not my first language so all mistakes are mine.

I would like to thank @thatonedaydream, @chocobrowritings and @chocobro-daydreams for existing and creating masterpieces that fueled me to try my hand at this.

EDIT: This is, for the moment at least, a ChocobroxReader fanfic, where the reader is from our world.

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November 7th is Shinachiku’s birthday!

It’s been 3 years since he was officially adopted by the NaruSaku fandom (he existed before then, but was much more obscure in case you weren’t aware)

There’s so much more I’d like to draw on how I imagine his world, but it really is taking forever huh? ^^; I’m really sorry about that, but hopefully in the next few months Shina will be around to answer a lot more questions.

I Love You - Johnny

Happy Birthday to one of my biases from NCT. Literally blessed for him to debut as NCT 127 ;-; thank you so much for existing and please be happy and stay happy my love, you deserve the whole world <3.

- Admin Na.


Originally posted by nakamotens

get it man sexy man


“You forgot it was my birthday didn’t you”. You couldn’t look in your boyfriend’s eyes as guilt rushed throughout your body. “Johnny, you know I’ve been busy with everything. With work and school, it’s easy for me to forget!”. Johnny looked the other way, hurt. You moved a little closer to him, gently touching his back. “Baby, I’m sorry I forgot but I have a lot going on right now”. “Unbelievable”, he said while moving away from your touch. “You are so selfish you know that?”. “Me? Selfish? And could you explain why I’m being selfish”, you scoffed. He was getting on your nerves. “You never have time for me! You’re either working or studying for exams, it just annoys the shit out of me,”. “You know what, I thought you’d understand since you’re the one with a tight schedule”, you said crossing your arms. “Well, at least i make time for us unlike you”. “I don’t understand why you’re so mad at me!”, you yelled. “Y/N, if this was the other way around, you’d be mad at me. Hell, you wouldn’t even talk to me”, Johnny said raising his voice. “Whatever, I’m done arguing Johnny”, you said as you were leaving the kitchen. You went into your room and slammed the door. You laid in bed, listening to the sounds Johnny was making. You could hear him putting on his coat, and the sound of his keys jiggling. You can hear him open the door of your apartment and slammed it behind him. You took our your phone and dialed his number. 

“Where are you going?”, you said with annoyance.

“Out. Don’t wait up for me”, he says then hung up, his voice was cold. 

You threw the phone across the room. You huffed, angry at yourself for arguing with Johnny on his birthday. You laid in bed feeling regret and guilt. 

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You woke up from the little slumber you had. You looked at the clock. 3:45 AM.

You looked at the empty cold spot next to you. Johnny hasn’t been home since he left. You picked up your phone and dialed his number. After it ringing for a while, it went to voicemail. You sighed. You wanted to know where his whereabouts were. You wanted to know if he was safe. You got up from your bed and walked out of your room. Your feet touching the cold wooden floors. 

Reaching the living room, you could see the brightness coming from your tv. You didn’t remember turning it on. As you were getting closer to your tv to turn it off, you hear light snores coming from the sofa. You looked at the sleeping figure of your boyfriend on your sofa. Crouching down to get a better look of his features. You gently put your hands into his hair. You sighed, smelling the alcohol from him. You blamed yourself for putting him in this stake. Johnny stirred in his sleep, finally opening his eyes. “Hey.. I told you not to wait up for me”, his tired husky voice soft. You didn’t say anything. You stared in his eyes, still running your fingers through his hair. “Johnny.. I’m sorry”, you whispered, your voice was sincere. He closed his eyes and gave a small smile while chuckling a little. “I’m not mad at you anymore. I’m over it. It was a dumb argument anyways”. You looked to the side. You were still upset with yourself for forgetting about his birthday. He put his finger under your chin and brought your face closer to him. “Y/N, I told you. It’s okay, I’m not mad”, he said giving you a reassuring smile. He pulled you in a deep, long, passionate kiss. “Come on, lets go to bed”.

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You flipped the pancakes, making sure you were cooking the other side thoroughly and not burning it. You still felt bad about forgetting his birthday so you decided to make it up by making breakfast. 

“What’s this?”, you hear Johnny say behind you. You smiled at his bed head and seeing him in his boxers. “I’m making breakfast for you”, you said while finishing up with the last pancake. He brought his long arms around your waist, giving you a kiss on the cheek. “Aww, you didn’t have to”. “I want to.. to make up for being a bitch”, you said while looking up at him. He looked at you lovingly then playfully touched your nose. 

You laid out his plate in front of him, while putting all of the food you cooked onto the table. You both sat across from each other and started eating your breakfast. “So, I have today planned out for the two of us”, you said. He stared at you, smiling. “Oh really now?”. “What is it?”, he asked. “It’s a surprise”, you said smirking. He laughed at you. “Johnny, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I want your 22nd birthday to be special”, you said. “It already has, just being with you makes me happy”. Johnny got up and brought his face closer to yours. He gently kissed your nose before passionately giving you a kiss on your lips. “I love you, Y/N”. “I love you too, Johnny”.

top schizoid feelings:
  •  zzzzz
  • *someone is sad* can you do that somewhere else
  • vague irritation
  • ??????? ok
  • friend goes through ur phone w/o permission for some innocent reason, react with utter betrayal and passlock that shit with rotating passcodes henceforth
  • sorry i forgot your birthday but you were out of my direct line of sight for 2 seconds and i forgot you existed
  • [void]

Me: I’ve finally decided on who will be my bias in Seventeen!! It’s————

SVT:


Me: ………………………. I’m sorry. Did i say something. idk. i forgot. who are you. who am i.  

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besides, i doubt my first ‘birthday’ was the same date as now.

I’m just your problem lyrics (Sentence starters)
  • “Oh, you don’t like that… Or do you just not like me?”
  • “Sorry I don’t treat you like a god/goddess?” 
  • “Is that what you want me to do?”
  • “Sorry I don’t treat you like you’re perfect like all your little subjects do.”
  • “Sorry I’m not made of sugar, I’m not sweet enough for you?”
  • “Is that why you always avoid me” 
  • “I must be such an inconvenience to you…”
  • “Well I’m just your problem.”
  • “It’s like I’m not even a person, am I?”
  • “Well I shouldn’t have to justify what I do”
  • “I shouldn’t have to prove nothing to you”
  • “I’m sorry that I exist.”
  • “I forgot what landed me on your blacklist.”
  • “But I should have to be the one that makes up with you.”
  • “So why do I want to?”
  • “Why do I want to…”