this is one of my favourite things that i've written

i’ll never be your mother’s favourite

Request: “Love your writing!! Can you write a Shawn imagine about him being nervous about meeting your family for the first time and he ends up feeling sick the whole way there but you tell him to just relax and it’s just nerves but once you get there later that night he just continues to feel worse and worse and ends up falling really ill and you feel bad for him and take care of him?? And maybe he’s embarrassed about being sick at your parents house??“

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x reader/female character
Rating: General audience
Words: 1353

John Mayer is playing softly on the radio as they speed past the trees on the side of the highway. Shawn buttons and unbuttons the top button of his shirt in the side view mirror for what feels like the hundredth time. They’re getting closer to her parents’ house and he can feel his stomach turn at the thought of standing in front of them for the first time. He looks hesitantly at the tie in his clammy palms every few seconds.

“Do I have to wear the tie?” he groans. “I feel like I’m already in danger of asphyxiation with this shirt collar.” 

“If I have to wear this dress, you have to wear that tie,” she says, eyeing the piece of silk in his lap. “Besides, it was your idea.” She receives nothing but a pitiful expression in response. “Fine,” she gives in. “But you’re helping me out of this damn thing when we get back home.” She rolls her eyes when she sees the smug smile on his face. “Not like that! This dress is tight as hell and I’m going to need help taking it off.”

“Oh, so no sex?” Shawn smirks at her. She smiles and shakes her head as she puts on the blinker and turns onto a smaller road. 

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From Now On (Taehyung x reader)

HEHE soo @unofficialtrashqueen I was also bored and was like please give me a prompt, and she said “Taehyung + immortal” ahh this isn’t supernatural or anything buuut a small drabble :3 Hope you enjoy ~

Genres/Warnings: Fluff, Developing relationship sorta idk


The sun was setting slowly. The reds and yellows glowed across the water- waves rocking a gentle hush. After a full-day long Sunday date, the both of you sat on the bench with bare feet in the sand simply watching this gorgeous scene. Your hand intertwined perfectly in his while your head rested against his shoulder. 

You finally spoke.

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Everlasting Party - Mystic Messenger Time Loop AU (pt 21)

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Summary: You’re caught in a time loop during the 11 days leading up to the RFA’s party unless you can do… what, exactly?

13+. Small spoilers for an event common to Yoosung, Seven, and Zen’s routes.

Busy week so this chapter’s a little later than usual, but it’s also pretty long. Thanks for reading!

You glance up at the security camera above the door to the apartment as you shift your grocery bags to one hand so you can type in the passcode. Briefly you wonder if you ever make eye contact with Seven when you look at the cameras. Well, you doubt he’s keeping an eye on them 24/7. Maybe he just has it set up to notify him if a stranger comes by or something. The only stranger you can think of doesn’t seem to have any trouble hacking the security feeds, though… Ugh.

There’s a click as the door unlocks and you nudge it open with your hip, using your foot to shut it behind you as you enter the apartment. You flick the lights on and give the desk a wide berth on your way to the kitchen to set your groceries down on the counter. You didn’t buy much – there’s hardly any point in stockpiling ingredients for later – but you do have a few vegetables, snacks, and other foods now. At the very least, you never have to worry about something going bad before you get the chance to use it.

Somewhere deep in your purse, your phone rings. You set down the milk you were about to put in the fridge and dig around in your bag until you find it, barely glancing at the caller ID before swiping to answer. “Hello?”

“It’s me.” His deep voice is instantly recognizable.

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i. you think you can learn
to walk on broken glass
the way you walk on eggshells.

ii. you bite on words,
but your tongue bleeds.

iii. the bruises on your neck
don’t match your fingers;
(you wear a necklace 
of broken never-agains.)

iv. you start a book of lies
you’ve told yourself.
you call it

—  marina v., because leaving is never easy.
We might as well be strangers
We might as well be strangers

"As you get older you realise that things just get more complicated and it's just never a simple 'everything's delightful' - I mean I find that I feel very happy with that side of my life, but at the same time there always bad things and always difficult things, and I'll always like taking those and expanding on them and thinking where they might go and using those as ideas for writing. I don't know if that just means I'm a 'glass half empty' person or whatever, but in a way those are the most interesting things to write about - it's not particularly interesting to write a song about how 'everything's really lovely'. I think people are just very interesting, and those sorts of funny things that people say and do, and you don't really know if they're good or bad, but they're just weird. The way people behave to each other is so strange. We Might As Well Be Strangers is definitely one of my favourites songs I've written because it's so ... unbelievably depressing. I feel that it builds up and it just sort of explodes, it's like it smoulders along for a while and then there's a big cry of frustration, and then it just hangs its head, and then goes back to the 'for all I know of you now' bit. It's a very sad song." - Tim - Strangers DVD

Fault Lines

Hey kids. I don’t know jack shit about college in America. I don’t know how old you are when you go. I don’t know how many subjects you take. I don’t know what kind of qualification you get. I don’t know how long you go for. I literally don’t know anything. None of this is really very important in this fic, but if this is wildly inaccurate, please just pretend that this is set in England. Because this is what students do over here. Well, it’s what I do anyway. Cool. 

College au. Mostly sfw. 1.5K words.

Fault Lines 

Everything is tipping away from Grace.

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And so here we are. More than a year later, and I’ve forgotten you in all the same ways that you forgot me.
And his hand fits perfectly in mine, and he kisses me both gently and passionately, and he holds me tight, and most importantly, I like him. I really really like him. And he likes me too.
I haven’t been this happy in a long time, and I don’t know what you’re doing out there anymore, because I haven’t heard from you in a while, but I hope you’re happy too. I hope you find someone who cares about you, and doesn’t hurt you in any of the ways that you once hurt me. I hope that you too, are able to find peace in falling asleep in someone else’s arms.
—  Everything is Still Different Without You, But Everything is Finally Good
~ Luna as a Mum ~
  • Nights of dancing around the house completely freely, just feeling the music and your magic rising to meet the beat as you twirl around the house. Fabric tailing behind you with colours mixing together creating their own symphony. 
  • Messy overalls with paint splatters, unable to see the colour that lies behind it. Great murals of nature, friends, family and abstract emotions coming into being on every surface of the house just to be covered again later in more paint. 
  • Bedtime stories of great adventures with princess’ saving the dragon and King’s escaping to go live in the forests with the wonderful creatures that live there. Sometimes Luna will open up a story book but never does she read word for word, using the stories as prompts to create her own wonderful world. She always incorporates whatever you say into her story. They’re always strange but never fail to be anything but perfect and you fall asleep with the sweetest dreams.
  • Kitchen concoctions that are so rich in magic they may as well be potions. You think they are either delicious or disgusting and there is no in between. 
  • There are crafts hung up everywhere around and outside the house in bright colours, some of which make sounds and on a windy day they create their own music full of chimes, whispers and bells. Luna never gets rid of any of them, proud of even the earliest creations of her children.
  • Bonfires with stories told through the smoke and roasting some of the things grown in their garden. 
  • Gardening is always fun, wrestling with the plants that try and hug you and poking the ones that scream to make each other jump. They’re all safe but not one of the plants are boring. You come inside with dirt all over and can never be happier. 
  • Exploring the property as great explores hunting for the ever allusive crumpled-horn snorkack. Pretending to be your mum, the greatest explore and adventurer there ever was.
  • Sitting on Luna’s lap as she writes articles, always answering questions whenever you ask, always making time to be a mum first. 
  • Lessons in writing, numbers, magic and philosophy are taught differently from the Weasley’s, Potter’s and Longbottom’s you are encouraged to object and question and break away from what is considered ‘fact’. 
  • Little magic - lighting candles with your breath and making flowers dance. 
  • Your mum, the greatest witch there ever was and no one can convince your otherwise. Beautiful, creative, magical, inspiring, brilliant and the best. mum. ever.
  • LUNA

anonymous asked:

Hey there! As someone who looks up to your writing and the way it tends to make a lasting impression on readers, I thought I'd ask you. I'm in need of advice regarding a motivational/cover letter for a company. I've never written one before, I really need a job, and more than that, I would really like to get this particular job which means that I need to write an impressive motivational letter that will be unlike the other candidates' letters. Any advice would be appreciated xx

To whom it may concern,

Here is a concise, enthusiastic statement about how great I think your company is. Here are one or two of my favourite things about your company/the humanitarian work it has done/its ethics/the charities it supports, etc, and here is a sentence tying this all back to my own values, beliefs and excitement to go to work in the morning.

Here are some things about me. Here are my skills, my attributes, and what I can bring to your company. Here is me telling you to read more of my work history and particular capabilities overleaf in my resume. 

Here is a cool idea I have for your company, or perhaps an implication of a cool idea that you would be super keen on getting me in for an interview to hear more about. This may or may not end up being the reason I am hired because, even if my idea does not come to fruition, it shows that I am an innovative, creative and independent thinker who will benefit the company not only next month, but for years into the future.

Here is where I mesh it all together, and tell you not only why I’m interested in working for you, but why you’re interested in having me on board. Here is me explaining to you why I would make a vital member of the team, in a subtle manner that suggests I know my strengths without being cocky or egotistical within the workforce.

Here is me offering the times I am available for contact should you have any further questions regarding this letter or any information overleaf. Here is me encouraging you to do so. 

Here is me looking forward to hearing from you soon.

Yours sincerely,