that are going on the main blog for some reason

STOP HATING ON CLEXA BLOGS YOU FUCKS

NOTE: THIS IS NOT FOR ALL BELLARKE SHIPPERS. THE GOOD PART OF BELLARKE I KNOW AREN’T LIKE THIS. THIS IS FOR BLORKE

I’m not going to lie here. I used to get into fights with Clexa shippers, defending my ship over useless things until I realized- some Bellarke shippers are rude. They mistreat Clexa shippers just because they ship against Bellarke- which is unfair and unmature.

BUT WAIT, IT DOSEN’T END THEIR LAD, HERE’S THE SECRET THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO KNOW-

The main reason why Blorke hates on Clexa is simply because they don’t like Lexa. Not because of her character- because she is with Clarke and Bellamy isn’t. WHICH IS RIDICULOUS. And they will hide behind the following reasons-

It’s an “un-healthy relationship”- uh ok go have a bullet proof relationship during the end of the world, I’d like to see you try.

OR

Clarke felt like she had no other way out- OH OK IT WAS NECESSARY FOR CLARKE TO LICK LEXA’S VAGINA? NO. CLARKE DID IT CAUSE THEY. WERE. IN. LOVE.

THESE ARE STUPID REASONS BLORKE’S USE TO HATE ON CLEXA. IT’S NOT OK GUYS
STOP
IT
NOW

CLEXA WAS BEAUTIFUL AND EVEN I AS A BELLARKE SHIPPER CAN SEE THAT. IT WAS HEALTHY AND THEY
LOVED
EACH
OTHER.

BLORKE CAN FIGHT ME. I’M SO DONE WITH IT.

anonymous asked:

Hey Steph! Can you explain John's alibi theory or link me to some metas that will help me understand it? Thanks! (Btw. I really appreciate this blog. You're one of the main reasons I still believe in TJLC and TLS :D )

Aww Nonny!! That’s so kind of you to say!

I have a blog tag for John’s Alibi, which you can check out here; I’ve linked it so you can see the earliest posts first, since they go most into detail about what it is. 

The theory all started with this post it note. The reason it’s such a strong running theory is because… it’s never actually ever seen in the series, at all. This was a prop used in the show, and can be seen in the “first week of filming” video diary from Mark. A lot of us believe that all of T6T is a falsified story being told to *SOMEONE*, and that the scene with Ella at the end is actually the beginning of the episode, where Sherlock is in his mind palace and trying to run scenarios for how to cover up John’s execution of Mary.

Just scroll through the tag; the theory is so fascinating and it would really explain a LOT of the fuckiness of S4, given that I feel like the episodes are being told like an entry in John’s blog, where all the details have been glossed over or don’t match up to anything else, further suggesting that we have multiple unreliable narrators (another interesting tag, and it runs in conjunction with the alibi theories, so that one is worth a perusal as well, since when I refer to one or the other, I usually mean both theories).

Let me know if you’re looking for something specific, and I’ll see if I can dig it up.

Things I've Learned About Posting on This Site

- memes get popular af
- traditional art, not so much, works better on Instagram
- posting around 10am, 5pm, or 11pm (any time zone for some reason) is the best times?
- only the first 5 tags work, so use those to tag important things first before your sorting and trigger stuff
- fanart gets more notes but shitpost fanart gets even more??
- gay is some good shit
- reblogging a lot on your main art account loses followers 8V
- having a mobile linking description is really useful since not many people use desktop to go to your blog
- break up the big comics/heavy text pictures. It’s hard to read
- bright colors work well with the site layout 8P

Going into hibernation...

… Need some time away :|

NOT closing down; I fully intend to come back, and the blog itself is still available as an archive.

Ask and submit will be turned off here, but my [main ask box] will remain open, and I will check in once in a while; this is primarily intended for artists who need to contact me about having their stuff removed for any reason. It is also for anyone who wants to point out an incorrectly sourced image.

Other than that, it’s unlikely that I will respond.

- Frog

NEW BLOG!

So as promised I’ve made a new simblr. The only reason I’ve done this is because this blog is a sideblog and I wanted a blog that was just for sims only. I don’t really use my main tumblr anymore.

I’d really like it if you all followed me there, I’ll be posting some TS4 stuff. My new URL is @resurrectonomitron.

I’ve also moved my BACC to a sideblog and I’d love if you followed that too. The URL is @crystalpeaks.

This blog is NOT closing just yet, I’m going to complete my LEPacy. I’ve just needed to take a little break as I had to wipe my laptop again.

@nicholaplaysthesims is now @resurrectonomitron

Here’s a tray of sweet hearts, which if you don’t know what they are, they’re heart-shaped chocolates (that boosts happiness).

Also, I’m sending this from my main blog because for some reason I can’t send it from my side blog.


Vert: I’M GOING TO EAT ALL OF THEM!

Cyan: Your going to get sick, you know….

Thanks! I hope your daily gets off the ground soon. Break a leg!

@borderline-daily-shiny-gothorita

anonymous asked:

You don't have to say exactly what the side blogs are but can I ask what your other ones are about

Yeah! So my main which I can never tag for some reason is @tender-vittles which is basically the same as this blog except I scream about other things in addition to KS, but like… it’s in a similar vein. Then I have @henryviii-isafuckboy which is my sideblog for the novel I’m going to/kinda am writing/it’s also a zine (which you can buy at Flame Con this summer wooo!). And then I have @secret-shy-boy which is my weird aesthetic-ish blog? Idk it’s weird. And then there’s this one!

Aspects System: Simplifed

Warning: It’s going to be a long read.

So I have noticed when classpecting characters that I have a difficult time figuring out which of the six pairs of the aspect duality they fall under. Example. I cannot identify between a Heart and a Hope player because of the general openness they have towards others, or a Mind or a Void player because they deal with obscuring some aspect whether it be intentions or information. Thankfully, there is a subtle difference to what they focus on. This is the main reason why I have not done this blog for a year because identifying the aspect is what takes the longest and is also to explain exactly.

When I came back to classpecting, it got a little easier for me as I tried to allot the focuses of each aspect and soon realized that each dualities share a certain factor of reality.

Here, I will begin to explain key words to use for the duality pair and how it makes sense to me.

Keep reading

For the anon who asked: Can u have a oneshot were The reader is helens sister meaning john is like a really protective bro and they go meet up with Antonio for something and he starts flirting with the reader cause he needs a girlfriend Honestly and johns like fuck off boi and right before Antonio leaves he gives the reader a kiss and his number

Author’s Note: For some reason this was difficult to write and i hope i delivered. However thank you for stressing me out because it makes me a better writer.

Warnings: Big bro John and pushy Santino?

SORRY I POSTED IT TO MY MAIN BLOG. SORRY, SORRY, SORRY!!!

Into the Dragon’s Den

“I’m coming with you whether you like it or not,” I stated.

John looked at me, a pained expression on his face “, I just lost your sister and you’re all I have left of her. I can’t let anything happen to you.”

I grasped his hands “, and you’re all I have left of her. I’m not letting you go in that dragon’s den without some support,” I argued.

His shoulders caved and slumped. I pulled him towards me and hugged his trembling form “, you’re retired Jonathon and they need to know that.”

I released him and looked in his dark almond eyes, they looked so weary.

“Come on, let’s go tell that bastard you’re not going,” I whispered.

John nodded, straightened and grabbed the car keys from the table.

We arrived at a hotel – Monte Carlo read the calligraphic writing above the entrance. The massive building seemed to loom over its surroundings. Its Gothic architecture and white stone walls seemed reminiscent of a time long gone by. Gargoyles were perched on every corner and pinnacle of the building, a silent menacing guardian.

We walked up the steps in single file. John had specifically told me earlier to stay behind him at all times in case of any emergency – by emergency he meant if someone tried to kill him. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous and nervous still seemed too small a word for what I felt. Tiny tremors wracked my bones and had my heart pumping a few beats above normal.

John walked up to the counter. A woman in a black and white uniform turned to him.

“Good afternoon sir, how may I be of assistance?” she greeted with a screwed-on smile. Her eyes slid to me as I stood beside John.

“A room for two perhaps?” she inquired.

“No,” John said politely “, tell Santino D’Antonio that John Wick is here to see him.”

The woman froze for a split second, the smile she wore faltering as her eyes widened a fraction. Politely she coughed to hide her reaction and picked up the phone.

Quietly she spoke into the phone “, a Mr. John Wick to see Signore D’Antonio.”

She paused listening, she glanced at John and smiled.

“Yes. Yes. Yes sir – right away.” She hung up the phone and turned to us, the same fake smile in place again.

“Mr. D’Antonio, will see you now Mr. Wick,” she informed “, if you would please follow me.”

She stepped from behind the counter and motioned John to accompany her.

“Ah, Mr. D’Antonio is only expecting you Mr. Wick,” said the woman as she spied me following.

“She stays,” replied John gruffly, the huskiness of his voice turning more to a gravelly sound.

The woman swallowed hard. She nodded her head in acceptance and continued onward. We arrived at an elaborately, brightly lit restaurant that was … empty.

A lone man sat in a table in the centre sipping wine and resting on the back of the chair. An air of boredom surrounded him.

The woman visibly stiffened as she approached the table with us in tow.

“Signore D’Antonio, your guest,” she announced.

“Mmm!” he mumbled through a sip of wine and motioned the woman away. She scuttled off quickly.

What kind of man was he to put such fear in people?

“Mr. Wick!” he greeted, his accent thick, slurring his words slightly “,please sit.”

“I’m not doing the job,” announced John “, I’m retired.”

He turned to face John, chartreuse eyes framed by sable brows locked on him “, i said to sit.”

Then those eyes slid to me and stayed there. Subtly John stepped to the side, blocking me from his view. A chair scraped on the tiled floors.

“You didn’t say you were bringing a guest John,” chided Santino “, how rude.”

He stepped around John and offered me a hand. My heart beat picked up. I took his outstretched hand, the skin was smooth and soft. He bowed slightly and brought my hand to his lips. I froze and gaped at this notorious mafia man kissing my hand. He stood still grasping my hand and smiled, his eyes crinkling slightly at the corners.

I pulled my hand away, cradling it to my chest.

John instantly stepped between us “, I’d appreciate if you leave her out of this. Our business doesn’t concern her.”

“Yes, yes,” he mumbled, head bent to the side to peer around John. Eyes scanning my black ballet flats, faded jeans, white shirt and trench coat.

He smiled brilliantly this time and approached me, oblivious to John “, come - sit.”

Stepping around John he linked our arms and ushered me to the seat beside his. Firmly but gently he pulled the coat from my shoulders and draped it over an unused chair. Like a proper gentleman he pulled out the chair, hesitantly i sat.

John looked to me, his eyes concerned and his mouth drawn a thin line. I smiled slightly in acknowledgement to his silent question – yes i was fine. I could tell he was immensely regretting his decision to bring me along.

John sat to the right of D’Antonio, anger radiating off of him. Santino seemed oblivious to the fact or he just didn’t care. He clapped loudly and a barrage of chefs bustled into the room pushing serving carts brimming with hot food. Quickly they plated the food and left in the same bustling fashion. A steaming plate of lobster sat before me.

“We have business to discuss,” said John, his full attention on D’Antonio who was propped on his elbows watching me like a smug cat.

Involuntarily my stomach rumbled loudly. I winced and shrunk in my seat. I shot John an apologetic look.

He waved him off “, bella is hungry. We’ll discuss our affairs after.”

“D’Antonio -,” John’s voice was cut off as Santino happily piled pieces of bread and other fancy bits onto my plate.

John looked furious “, she doesn’t eat that,” and pulled an odd shaped piece of food from the dish. In hushed tones they argued over what went on my plate. John being quicker grabbed the lobster and cracked it open. D’Antonio looked on with a dissatisfied pout.

“Um, Mr. D’Antonio…,” I began.

Both eyes swiveled to me.

“Please bella, call me Santino,” he interceded and shot me a Cheshire cat grin “, and your name bella.”

“y/n –“

“Such a beautiful name.”

“Thank you,” i held up a hand as he started to speak “, I’m not finished,” i said sternly.

His eyebrows rose “, John has something important he’d like to discuss with you. I seem to be a distraction so – thank you for the wonderful meal.

I stood and pushed back my seat.

Santino jumped up and gripped my wrist “, no – sit – eat,” he said tersely.

He turned to John, eyebrows knitted “, problem, Mr. Wick?”

“I regretfully decline your offer of a job.”

I tuned out of the conversation and focused on the plate of lovelies sitting before me. God it smelt good! I picked at the lobster and tried to pry it open. I knew John had cracked it for me but the shell didn’t seem to budge. i looked up, John and Santino were both focused on each other. Carefully I picked up the lobster and the cracking tool and pressed down hard on the tail.

It broke with a violent crack. “Sorry,” I winced.

Taking the tiny fork I dug out the white meat and ate it with an internal sigh of happiness. Suddenly Santino’s napkined hand shot out, gently it glided on the corner of my mouth.

I stared wide eyed at him “, um, thank you?”

“Keep your hands off of her,” warned John “, we’re finished here, let’s go.”

“Don’t interrupt a lady when she’s eating,” protested Santino.

Internally I sulked but, I stood. Goodbye lovely food. Santino stood as well, shooting John an irritated look. He slipped my coat from the adjoining chair and helped me put it on.

He reached into the inner pocket of his black jacket and pulled out a card “, contact me at anytime using this card.”

He kissed it before pushing it into my hand. Swiftly he pulled me to him pressing a kiss to my cheek, he smelt like cigars and spices. His slight stubble scraped my cheek lightly as he pulled back, Chartreuse eyes locked on mines.

John ripped us apart, shoving Santino backwards. He gripped my wrist firmly and towed me out of the room.

“Careful John, it’s because of her i cancelled the order,” he called after us “, ciao bella, until we meet again.”

“Dream of me!” I heard echo as the door to the restaurant swung close behind us.

“You tossed the card?” asked John.

“Yup,” I lied.

The card he gave me weighed heavily in the breast pocket of my trench coat. I exhaled, happy the order was cancelled and John was free, however, the dour handsome, green eyed face lingered in my mind.

I patted the pocket, i might end up calling after all.

Hope you enjoyed~

P.S. : apparently the photo set i made to go with the fic is too big or something… help?

Just a heads up, over the next couple of days (and possibly for a long time?) I’m going to probably make some blogs about my working with deity experiences. So, if you don’t want to hear about my divine stalker, Aphrodite, please block the tag “bubbly” because I promise I will use that one. It’s been a bit of a ride and this seems a better spot to drop this adventure than my main blog, which is for the worship of Edwardian gowns and Obi-wan Kenobi. <3 

INDEFINITE HIATUS

So, I haven’t been here. When I am here, it is lurking or on/off roleplaying. I haven’t been feeling my muse for so long, for many reasons. 

The main reason is the fandom. Most of you are really sweet people that I’m glad to have met during my time in the Marvel community, but some of the people collectively just rub me the wrong way. I can’t really explain it too much without offending half my followers. It hurts me to put this blog on indefinite hiatus/archive, but what else am I going to do? 

It’s been cool here, on my baby. I love Pietro so much, and learned so much about him through roleplaying as him. I can’t even describe it. You can unfollow this blog if you want. If I come back, it’ll be to reboot or something, and I will make it known, but right now, I don’t see that happening unless comics get good again. 

If you want to communicate with me outside of tumblr, my skype is stupidspeedster and my discord is steph.png#1465. Tell me who you/your url. 

Thanks,
Steph.

Moving Cross Country

Hey yall, it’s Briana. 

Jaketa is currently physically making the 29 hour (i think) drive from Little Rock, AR to Los Angeles, CA! And not only could I not be happier, I also figured I needed to stop bullshitting and write this blog post! I’ve made two cross country moves in the past 3 years and I’m always trying to inspire my friends to make some type of move from the south because my move was so life changing! My main reason for wanting to move from Texas when I did was because I really wanted to make money creatively. The thought of having a 9-5 or honestly any type of situation that required me to go and “prove myself” to some form of authority was not a dream of mine. I hate authority and when I lost my job as a waitress (months before I made the move to nyc) I knew I could never put myself or my life in the hands of anyone else again. I started visiting New York a lot and meeting new people and it just all seemed like a whole new world to me. I heard stories of people making crazy amounts of money in all kinds of ways which was completely unheard of where I come from. In Texas, success is a having good job. I just wanted more. My move from Texas to New York was one of the hardest things I’d ever done in my life but also the best.. I came up with the idea for me and Jaketa to blog about her move mainly because I feel like I get so many questions on this subject and there are different aspects of the reality of moving cross country that I feel people should be aware of if they’re considering the move. I wanted people to be able to see and understand the struggle as well as the reward that comes from it.

My advice to Jaketa when she planned on making the move:

SET A DATE. Pick a hard date and don’t give up on it. Jaketa told me around the time that I moved to LA (March 2015) that she wanted to move here in October of 2015. And I was like okkkkkk, you better do it. And time went on without us really taking it seriously. Then the day that she called me and was upset about being fired from her job as a teacher (August 2015) I was honestly like WHY do you even HAVE this job when you said you were planning to move in October.

**I learned in the Secret how important it is to make room for the things that you want to attract in yourlife.. Otherwise you aren’t using the law of attraction correctly because you really don’t believe that what you’re attracting is coming. How was Jaketa planning to move to LA but having a job that required her to be in Arkansas until next may? No.**

FIND SOMEWHERE TO LIVE. Finding a place to live will probably be stressful. All I can say is don’t give up. Be open minded. Decide how much you really want this move. I’ve been through so much when it comes to finding a place to stay in New York and LA. I’ve moved SEVEN times in less than two years. I now live in a dope ass loft that over looks the hills/hollywood sign and is in my name, but when I first left Texas I shared a room/bed with my friend Brittany in a 3 bedroom apartment with 4 other people an hour and forty five minutes (by train) outside of New York City (January 2014 - 20 degree weather). I only lived there for like a month or two, but it’s definitely a memorable part of my story lol.

Finding Jaketa a place to live was/is still a struggle. I don’t know what your situation would be like making a move, maybe you would have help. But me and Jaketa both made the move with minimum amounts of money saved, no proof of income (necessary to rent an apartment), and no cosigner (necessary to rent an apartment when you don’t have proof of income). So you can 1. Try to find an apartment that will lease to you anyway 2. Find a room for rent.

Theres a lot that goes into renting an apartment in Los Angeles and a million more things that go into renting an apartment in New York City. Both cities are so competitive that for you to lease an apartment you need to have all your ducks in a row. Most people might see this as a time to turn around and go home. I think there’s an answer for everything, so I’d get on craigslist and look for a room.

I understand sharing a room or even an apartment with a stranger is weird af but I strongly believe in PAYING FOR WHEREVER YOU LIVE. If you’re an adult you should pay for where you stay, even if its $300 a month. I believe starting somewhere small is cool and motivational. You can always move up from where you are. Also renting a room is bomb because most of them don’t require you to sign a lease. Stay there a few months, you’d be surprised what could happen in a few months.

OPEN YOUR MIND. There is absolutely no way that you should feel like you can’t come up with $300-500 in 31 days. There are traditional ways to make money like being a waitress or something, Or you can also consider a small investment. How can you make your money flip? You can’t be afraid of spending money, going through shit, making mistakes, trying new things. What do you feel you should be doing? What can you handle? What are you interested in? What would you like to learn about? How can you make money? What’s the most ideal way for you to make money? What do you absolutely need to be happy? Be open to change. Open to struggle. Open to risks.

LAW OF ATTRACTION. Once my friend was talking to me about what she wanted to do with her life and telling me about her current struggles and she said that she was looking for a job. Looking for a job is cool, I guess. But I don’t think people realize that you’re going to get what you want, what you look for. If you’re looking for a job that’s what you’re going to get. You’re going to go to a retail store, ask to speak to a manager, get the application, schedule an interview, go through training, start working or something like that. See how that’s just a series of events that lead you to experiencing an idea that you had in your head. What if instead of chasing a job you chased a business idea. Look up how you can begin the chain of events that will lead you to experiencing that idea. I strongly believe you’d start to meet people and forming ideas that would lead you to that dream just as you do with a job. There are lots of books on this.

Ok its like 12:30 AM way past my bedtime (im a grandma). Ima just post this and leave you with this question loveeeeeee, Briana

You want to move cross country, what are you so afraid of?

Hi!

Hello to everybody, I’m new in the studyblr community so I think I should introduce myself :)

- I’m Agata and I have no idea how to present myself properly. I live in Italy and I am 18 years old. Here the school system is very different so I am still in high school. I started this blog for 3 main reasons: I love stationery, I had very hard times in school and I want to invest my energy to prove that I can have excellet grade, I found some amazing blogs that I really want to follow.

- I am an aspiring film director and after high school I want to go to an university where I can learn film technique. My fav film director are: Kurosawa, Kubrick, Hitchcock, Fellini, De sica and Lynch. I passed trough a lot of “fases” in the last 4 years (punk, grunge, hippies) ‘cause I’ve always tried to find who I was (unsuccessfully). Now I am trying to be as normal as I think I am but taking inspiration by my past.

- I am doing a very hard school, where I study latin, ancient greek, italian licteraure, philosophy, ecc…

-  I love Italy, I am so proud to be italian and is very sad to watch this beautiful country collapses on itself.

- I really need to improve my english (so please write to me!) because, unfortunately, Italian school system is not very good with foreign languages so I need to learn by myself.

- I really wanna thanks some blog who inspire me a lot during this month:  @apricot-studies, @sprouht-studies, @izzystudies, @emmastudies, @candiestudyblr, @universi-tea, @studyign, @studyblr, @studywithinspo, @myriadinklings, @tbhstudying and @studyquill. You guys are amazing!

- Sry for the long post I think I have finish (Oh, and I love blues and jazz music!!)

Anyone who knows me well would know that I don’t like to talk about myself or my work, but I’m going to do it now anyway.

Here are some reasons y'all should get excited about my next book:

-The main character is asexual (demisexual maybe???)

-the main character is also a wannabe tough guy who’s actually a giant puppy.

-Is it sci-fi? Is it fantasy? Is it realistic fiction? Who the fuck knows?

-Multiple LGBTQ characters

-Abuse survivors

-Multiple PoC characters

-Major character that is bisexual

-Sassy space pirates

For more information on my upcoming book feel free to message me, or follow my writing blog ttuckercreationsofficial.

Our passionate weekness

Hey everyone, I am sorry I have not been uploading for a long time now, but here is a pretty long scenario I wrote this week end. It’s a bit different from the ones I wrote until now but I guess it costs nothing to try some other forms. I wanted to dedicate this scenario to one of my best friend who is the main reason why I started running this blog. She’s the reason why I started to write again but in another language which is not my native one. And I just can’t thank her enough because now, thanks to her my talent in writing is shared with every single one of you and I receive many lovely words from many of you. So yeah, as it’s going to be the 1st year anniversary of this blog, and as I just had my 1st year anniversary with this best friend, I am writing such a scenario~

Taehyung fluff-angst-philosophical scenario (3 947 words).

I really hope you’ll take the time to read this scenario because it concerns every single one of us. I hope you’ll enjoy it and you’ll learn things ♥

*******


“You have to let yourself fall before being able to fly.”


I.Discovering

“We all grow up and end up doing things we said we’d never do because we discover and experiment new things and we end up changing ourselves.”


After the storm, you were looking at the newborn girl through your tired eyes. They slided from her closed eyes, to her very little hands and somehow you zoned out.

As you were lying in your white bed, you stared at the little girl and thought about everything she will be going through during the life she was just given. You thought about her first cries, first complete nights, first teeth, first steps… But then you wondered what kind of personality she’ll have. You thought about her first day at school and how she won’t be letting you go away, while crying and yelling she does not want to go there. But then you’ll hear her complain about the amount of homework she’ll be given at high school. You’ll hear her laugh out loud about her day, or when it’ll be late at night and she’ll be on the phone with her best friends. You’ll hear her saying craw words to you while you’ll be arguing when she’ll get in her teenage years. You’ll also be there and realize how much she’ll change, though you know you would not be able to see every bits of her pain. You’ll try to be there and see her grow up a little more every day.

In a nutshell, you were thinking about the girl she will become. But a question suddenly stroke your mind and got you lost in a new storm of infinite questions: when will she have her first love?

You know her opinion on boys will obviously change. When she is going to be a kid, she’ll find boys unattractive, she will more likely be disgusted by them and she won’t understand their reactions or anything. She’ll look at adults and she won’t understand how they can fall in love, especially how her mom fell in love with her dad. Each time they will give each other a kiss, she’ll do a face while cringing. And those same people will keep on telling her “you’ll understand when you’ll be older”. And when they wouldn’t be saying this sentence, they’ll be saying “don’t worry, it will happen to you, just wait and see.”  A few months later, the same little girl will dream of being married to a handsome prince, with a lot of money and everything.

Then when she’ll be in her early teenage years, she’ll start getting close to boys. Because of hormones, with her best friends, they will start talking about boys. Sometimes giggling about their behaviors and the way they dress. But sooner or later, her conversations will change and her group of friends will talk about how they want their future relationship to be. She’ll be talking late at night with them about the description of some boyfriend material boys. But then, one day, a guy will ask her out. It will be a big deal because it will be the first time a guy will ask her out. She may reject some guys before meeting her eyes with the right one. Maybe she’ll have been hanging out with some over boys before, maybe they had hurt her, or maybe she had hurt them. But somehow, they were not enough for her. And she had been brave enough to break up and start a new relationship again, from nothing, she built everything. 

You can clearly remember how you met him. The boy who changed your life. As most of teenagers, you were out on a Saturday night so you could rest from all the studying-straight-hours. You were with one of your best friend, simply dressed and wearing simple make up. You could have been qualified as “naturally beautiful” when you met him. Because it’s well known that you don’t have to try to be sexy, that nothing is more attractive than your natural self.

Anyway, It was a little party yet you were spending the night with the coolest people you had ever known. There were more boys than girls but it was just right so there will be less drama and more fun. But as soon as you entered the living room of the hosting guy, your eyes straightly land on a red haired guy. His hair color was quite unique and that may be the reason why you were being hypnotized by this guy. When you got a little closer, you remember how hot it suddenly became and how your blood was rushing to your cheeks, making you flush quite visibly. You clumsily sat in front of this eye catching guy. You can remember what he was wearing and exactly how he looked. He was looking quite casual. In fact, he was laughing a lot with his friends, and every time he dared to smile or laugh, for some reasons, you could not keep yourself from smiling and feeling weird things in your stomach. It was like it was twisted upside down yet, not like it could sound, it was not painful, it was rather a nice feeling. You remember how handsomely his squared smile was fitting him. Just like his hair though. Well, you remember how incredible he looked. Everything was going well, though you’d rather stay mute the whole party and stare at this guy. But when each of the guests where having less fun, one guy suggested to play spin the bottle. Some guys disagreed but the one you were interested in was down for it, and so were you. Your mood swung as soon as you realized your lips could be gathered together, allowing you to taste his irresistible lips.

“I can tell Taehyung is willing to have his first kiss!” one guy shouted.

“What first kiss are you talking about?” the attractive guy angrily responded.” I had many kisses before this game, who do you think I am, uh?”

Somehow, his answer made everyone laugh out loud. His revelation was apparently not that believable.

“Bring the bottle up!” he continued. “I am going to show you the kissing professional I am.”

You giggled as they brought the bottle on the table.

“Let’s do a thing.” the hosting guy began. “Before spinning the bottle, we’ll decide where and how the kiss should be.”

“Fine.” Taehyung replied.

The guys decided to make the first kiss passionate with the tongue and everything. You remember how scared you were because you never had a boyfriend before and you had never played such a game, well, you never had your first kiss and it was kind of a big deal for a 16 years old teenage girl. But still, the bottle first landed on Taehyung and you prayed so hard for it to land on you afterwards. And just like God heard your wish, the bottle landed right onto you. You could not help the corner of your lips from rising, and your heart from beating faster and louder as the others cheered and the two of you stood up and stepped closer to each other.

“Come on Taehyung, show us your most passionate kiss!” Your best friend cheered and clapped.

The red haired guy took your hand hesitantly and leant on your ear and whispered a few words so the others would not hear.

“I am not a professional; actually, you’re about to be my first kiss. I am sorry; I think it will be quite a dreadful first kiss.”

You flushed even harder and said with a barely audible voice “It’s my first kiss too.” And your sight dropped down to your holding hands so you could not see Taehyung’s surprised look the second before he crashed his hot lips right onto yours. And you could not see how he licked his lips thinking about receiving his first kiss from you.

His hands gently caught your jaws before he closed his eyes and your bodies slowly got glued. After kissing tenderly, even if you were scared and you did not know how to do it, the tip of your tongue caressed his demanding lips. That’s when you got electrified, that’s when your stomach got twisted the most from the whole party. That’s the part you had enjoyed the most. You never knew how kissing with the tongue could feel, and you never imagined it could be that awesome. As you were enjoying every friction of your tongues, your hands were remaining still, not because you were paralyzed or anything. They were remaining still just because you did not know where to put them and you did not want to break such a magical moment.

“Hey! This kiss was never meant to last this long!” one of his friends brought you back to reality so you slowly pulled away from each other.

“Wow, what a kiss!” your best friend added when you were blankly staring straight at the guy. Some of your lip stick was left on his warm lips that and you could not contain your giggle.

You both sat and zoned out. Well you were not in the game anymore and every time people were talking to him, he had always asked to repeat the sentence. From this moment, you can barely remember how the rest of the night was spent. You just know he asked your number before you left the house with your best friend.

And yeah, that’s how the both of you hooked up and started to date and have a relationship.


II.Happily together

“Expect nothing, appreciate everything.”


As you were still watching carefully after this little baby girl, you remembered the first months of your relationship with your first love.

Days were passing by so quickly when you had found a reason to get up in the morning. You were looking forward to meet him a few times a day during classes break. You were looking forward to kiss him once again, and a few more times even though you were both rather uneasy on the first weeks. Your kisses had become more magical day by day. Regardless of kisses, you had also built some conversations, because topics, at the beginning where not brought up that easily but even though it was not always easy to talk you were always appreciating the time you were spending with this special guy. You were now having many laughs during the day, and the conversation was flowing naturally. You were taking some time to speak about your feelings for each other, to speak about your passions and what you were both willing to do in the future.

Months passed by, and you got to meet each other’s family. You got to see family pictures of Taehyung when he was still a kid and so was he. You were teasing each other about the way you looked on those pictures where you were eating chocolate cakes, holding on a plushy. You were giggling at the view of each other having a bath and so many other cute childhood pictures. You were both getting accepted in the family and you were feeling more and more at ease and you were even happier to be living together.

Everytime you were together, time seemed to stop. Yet it was flying by even more quickly. Everytime you were cuddling, you were feeling secure and fine. You could not find words to describe precisely how you felt. Even, right at this moment, when you were still looking at the sleeping baby girl, you were still not able to describe this feeling you had discovered a long time ago and you still feel these days.  Everything was doing fine but maybe your expectations where too damn high, or maybe was it just a period. Maybe it was because you were too happy and happiness is made to be alternated with sadness and deception. But you slowly and inevitably dived into a sad period.


III.Hard times together

“Don’t be scared to get your heart broken.”

You can remember each of these following thoughts so clearly even though it seems like it was so long ago. You remember how you were afraid to fall in love, afraid to give your all to Taehyung and not to receive his love. You were afraid to be the one who was the most dependent; the one who had fell and crashed the more violently. You were afraid to fall even harder for a guy who does not know how to treat you right, to love you the way you deserve to be. Because you were about to give him everything you had to give. You were about to surprise him with the little material things, the nice bracelet, his favorite food… But that was nothing compared to the fact that you were about to shower him with unconditional love. You were about to walk next to him on his happy days just like you had done until now. But you were also about to be right there on the days where he is going to be down, you’ll be holding his hand and get through it. You will understand his mistakes and you won’t compare him to anyone. It won’t be a competition, it’ll be just him. Right here. Right now. You were hoping so hard he’ll understand you’re such a tease so you will kiss him like he has the last supply of oxygen left in the world in his lungs. You won’t give your body to him easily because before you give your body to him, you must give him your deepest thoughts, your entire mind, and share your wildest dreams with him. That’s also why you’ll go nice and slow and feel him shake with desire and when he’ll finally beg for you to love him in only the way you can; you’ll melt into him and show him just how much love you have to give over and over again. You were hard on him because you were making sure he was worth your love. It was obvious to you: the more you care, the more you have to lose. And the more you have to lose, the more you’re going to be destroyed in the future.

You can remember Taehyung saying “I love you” every once in a while, at least once a day. And you remember even more clearly how you asked him not to say it too often. That’s right, you needed to hear someone whispering such sweet and deep words to your ear, but you were afraid to get used to it and you were even more afraid of your feelings being influenced by those three tricky words. You knew that “I love you” has never meant “I won’t ever leave you” yet you wish it did.

You wish people only love a soul in their whole life. You wish people never left each other easily. But by wishing so many things, you were secretly wishing to be his first and last love. You wished to be the only girl he had ever loved, you wished to be the only one. But you never felt enough to be representing so much to him. You felt ugly most of the time, you felt like your clothes were not fitting you the way they should so you would be attractive. You felt like you were the kind of girl to be replaced easily; you were realizing your situation was your worst nightmare. You were so sorry to be so deeply in love and not to be confident enough to bear the weight of the others’ look on your relationship. Indeed, you could not bear Taehyung acting too close with other girls, though it was in his extroverted personality. Every time you pictured him with another one, your heart was sinking and seemed to bleed so much it leached into your smaller veins to infect your whole body and poison your brain. You had fevers, sweats which can explain how jealousy can make you lose your mind and go completely crazy and overreact.

You can plainly remember you and your best friends having those kinds of conversation a few weeks before you started dating Taehyung.  

“I so want a boyfriend right now, I want hugs and kisses. I need one.” one of them was constantly repeating.

You were lost in your thoughts but then, when they asked your opinion, you declared “Even if I want one, I don’t think I am ready to be in a relationship.”

“What the hell, I don’t understand.” another one would wonder.

“I don’t think I am ready because I don’t think I am strong enough.” you paused and coldly yet calmly explained to your friends “Lovers relationship is going to be so deep, so important to your eyes, if something is going another way it supposed to be, you’re going to be hurt and it won’t be just a soft pain. It will be the kind of pain you’ll have to live with for the rest of your life. The kind of pain you will be struggling to forget and live with. That’s why you better think twice before being engaged in a relationship.”

You knew you were going to cry, you knew you were going to suffer even though you’ll be smiling more brightly thanks to him. But you were not even able to think twice before dating Taehyung; you were not able to think just like your brain had been short circuit.  

And when he was lying to you, when he was revealing dark sides of his past he was used to hide to you and you were used to live like it was not the case, that’s when you knew you were deeply hurt for the first time. You were so faithful to him, you trusted him and yet, he had still managed to break his promises. So he was apologizing, and you so loved him you would have done anything to stay by his side, you would nearly excuse yourself when it was his turn to. Maybe you were just too stupid or maybe you were just too kind but you still wanted to believe him, to trust him again even though he broke his promises. You started to be happy again with him, everyday step by step but happiness was made to be alternated with sadness and disappointment, remember? So he broke some new promises, again and again, and you were tired of all those nightmares, yet you were still the one to want him. You were still the one who wanted to be with him for your whole life. So you were even more hurt and that’s when you wished you could learn to control your emotions so maybe it would not hurt this much. But though hope was there, it only got worse and worse and you still hoped it was going to work. But it was only going to hurt.

The thing is you did not want to break up with Taehyung, because it would mean you’ll be living in the same world every second, knowing he could have been there but realizing he is not. It’s hearing some of his expressions from somebody’s mouth; it’s finding again someone who has the same passion he has. It’s listening to the same songs which remind you of him. Living after a break up is fighting to live in a world where a chapter has ended. And it won’t be easy, it was never meant to be easy. You’d wish to have amnesia at some points, you’d wish nothing had ever happened but you’ll realize how many things this relationship brought to you and most of them parts are going to be positive and worthy.


IV. Learning         

“The world is a university and everyone in it is a teacher. Make sure when you wake up in the morning you go to school.”


So that’s how you will teach this little girl to keep a relationship. You’ll list her each of your mistake, each of your fool’s gold so she could get inspired and could not repeat your errors. You will teach her how important it is to communicate in a relationship, how it is important to talk about things whether they are good or bad.You will repeat her how much it’s important to build trusts, to be honest and faithful. You will teach her to be there for her lover, to spare time for him. You will teach her one of the most difficult part of loving: you will teach her to leave the past to the past that includes ex’s and focus on the moment. You will let her know having arguments is something normal and you will also let her know she won’t be always happy. You will teach her not to expect change, to appreciate each of her lover’s flaws. You will teach her she’ll have to become his best friend and love him unconditionally.

Because that’s how you learn how to love people right: she’s going to love him so hard she’ll forget to hate herself. She will even begin to get out of bed early instead of not at all just to see his lovely face. She will be so busy loving him she won’t even notice all the wilted flowers inside of you which were starting to grow back and she will be trying so hard to impress him that she will finally clean up her mess of a life. He will make her want to feel better and she will, god, she will get better. His touch will make her feel things she haven’t been able to feel yet. Shewill love him so much she will fell in love with yourself.And that was all you were asking for your little girl.

And when this little girl will be in the age of asking you how you were still in a relationship with her father, you’ll answer that he had tried his hardest to stick by you regardless of how difficult it was. You had to keep him because finding someone who cares enough to look past your flaws is not something that happens every day. And the most important was Taehyung loved you more than you were. And that’s why you had to marry him: “If you hold a man’s hand and he makes you feel warm, safe and secure, hold onto him. This is the man you’re going to marry.” your mother once told you. “At the opposite, when you hold a man’s hand and he makes your heart beat faster and he make you feel giddy and excited, walk away from this man. He is not the man for you.”

You were hoping your first love who was also her father will be there to help her build her own relationship. You were hopingin so hard she’ll be able to survive such a magical and cruel feeling thanks to your billion advices.  But the thing you were the most excited to tell her is how proud Taehyung and you were to make it to today. How proud you were to kept on fighting because you had fought the toughest battles and that’s how you learned the price of happiness. That’s how you had been able to engage, to marry, to move in together and to give birth to your first child. So no matter how hard the storm can be, it’s always possible to build something beautiful if the lovers are wanting this love, they’ll become wariors and get it to the end. 

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So yeah, here it is. I know it’s pretty long but I had many subject to talk about to correctly talk about love. So I hope everyone who read my scenario had learn something, got inspire and could identify to what you read.

Please, it would be nice to me to hear what you like in my scenario, if you agree or disagree~I would be so happy if you inbox me and let me know your feelings.

Thank you! xx ♥

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you look over to see that karkat is completely focused on the films opening. for some reason his adorable expression is your main focus but hey you dont want to break that cool kid demeanor you have going on. you also dont want to get in the way of the movie. you opt instead for wrapping an arm around him and moving his ass closer. the dude sits too far away and you figure youll probably fall asleep during this bullshit movie anyway, might as well get your ass comfortable. 

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