this is seriously all i ever wanted out of life

21 things I've learned as a 21-year-old

1. Anyone can do literally anything, if only there is passion.

2. Smiling at a stranger, as you pass them by, can truly brighten their day. I should start doing it again. I don’t know why I stopped…

3. It’s okay if it takes you longer than others to realise your dreams, as long as you don’t give up. 

4. Society has decreed you’re a failure without a degree. I call bullshit (see point 1 & 3)

5. Comparing yourself to others will kill your creativity. 

6.No pain lasts forever. Even though it feels like it will.

7. If you’re a kind person, you’re already much better at this thing called ‘life’ than you might think you are. 

8. I’d rather be perceived as clingy or desperate for sending one damn text, than unknowingly have anybody feel as lonely as I have felt. 

9. When you feel like there’s no place for you, you can squeeze through and create your own little, cozy space with all the things that make you happy. It’s not selfish. 

10. Colouring books for adults are great! Who knew colouring in flowers and cute little kittens could be so therapeutic? (I could do without the finger cramps though)

11. The first three months of my gap year have taught me more knowledge, about myself and what I want out of my life, than 15 years of school and college ever have. How sad is that…

12. To be free, is to take risks. 

13. The grass always seems greener on the other side, but it’s not. Trust me, other people are most likely struggling just as hard, just in other areas of their life. 

14. Escaping for a little while every day, in a book, a song, working out, taking a walk, in order not to lose your sanity, is nothing to feel guilty about and it’s not a waste of time. 

15. Don’t tell people about the dreams your chasing, unless you know they’ll be excited for you and encourage you. Most people won’t give a shit or will try to dampen your spirit. 

16. Coffee… actually tastes good. I thought it would never happen, but here I am, right at this moment, sipping a mug of black coffee, enjoying the heck out of it. What is life!

17. Taking life a lot less seriously makes living a lot more pleasurable. 

18. My perfectionist streak causes me to get stuck often. I started to learn to love imperfection. And ever since, all my creative projects have been flourishing.

19. People who walk barefoot…I love you and I wish I had the guts to do the same.

20. I go outside every day. Even when there is no reason to. I just don’t want to miss out on anymore miracles.

21. Some people are negative just for the sake of it. Annoying them with positivity is a form of great entertainment.

characterization, filters, and characterization to be found in the lack of filters

Talking about Jane earlier got me thinking, you know, Jane is not at all the only character that uses this device to show off the less desirable traits lurking in the psyche of all these damaged teens. Like. So many characters have these lurking deep seated issues that stay hidden deep down because the characters are pretty good at projecting a less damaged and more together version of themselves. 

If that sounds familiar it’s because it’s a fucking outrageously relatable quality and part of what makes the Homestuck characters RESONATE so much. Why they feel like they have all this dimension and depth that makes us grab on to them and never want to let go. 

I’m just going to run through some examples here while I’m thinking about it. The first OBVIOUSLY since thinking about her is what got me going on this – Jane. Crockertier Jane removing the layers of self-imposed filter on Jane’s festering insecurity, entitlement issues, jealousy and so on. I’ve already talked enough about that today.

Grimbark Jade! You notice Jade says what she’s thinking WAY more easily while she’s mind controlled, and she still sounds like herself – she sounds kinda like she does when she’s owning Karkat repeatedly, doesn’t she? Because angry Jade has that same effect of pushing her nice girl filter aside and letting the angry witch (not a cutesy slur, her literal witch class) within fly free. Grimbark Jade tells us that behind that nice girl front Jade Harley actually thinks some pretty uncharitable thoughts sometimes, she just keeps a tight fucking lid on it because – well, don’t most people? Relatable as fuck. 

Jadesprite! Since we’re talking about Jade anyway. Jade likes to think she has everything together, that her visions from Skaia and her scientific prowess and the tools her Grandpa left her are more than enough to handle everything that comes her way, she’s independent, she’s capable, she’s certainly never LONELY oh no of course not certainly never CRUSHINGLY OVERWHELMED by the responsibility of her own existence nah those are weak feelings for weak girls who aren’t as awesome as Jade! And then – Jadesprite. Why do you think Jade got SO ANGRY at Jadesprite? Because she was being confronted with something she knew deep down was a reflection of weaknesses in herself (totally normal ones that her later arc reinforced were a mistake to pretend weren’t there – Loneliness and fear and regret are all tied in with Jade’s character progression and learning how to deal with those things is where I imagine her arc would have gone if Homstuck’s ending hadn’t been the literary equivalent of chopping off a limb and cauterizing the wound.) Jadesprite is Jade without the filter of implacable strength Jade imposes on herself to fuckin cope with living on a hell island with the stuffed corpse of her grandpa who she grew up thinking literally killed himself at BEST.  god damn

Davesprite. Dave Strider with a slow long agonizing depressing arc wherein he realizes his coolkid persona won’t make anyone think of him as their best friend anymore, and in the absence of the security that persona afforded him when he was The Real Dave he has no idea what to do with himself. He’s lost, he feels aimless, untethered, incapable of being happy – and yes, Davesprite is his own character, but you can still infer a lot from Dave’s character about him – for instance, how he completely ties his self worth up in how useful he is to his friends or how worthwhile they find him and has no idea how to even BEGIN the hard journey of looking within for worth instead of relying eternally on changeable external sources. Davesprite is Dave not WITHOUT a filter but certainly with a VERY DIFFERENT one.

Homestuck does this with almost every single damn character on its roster at some point. Shows a version of them with a different or lesser or completely missing filter to highlight flaws and issues and internal struggles of all kinds. 

Homestuck is a damn deep dive into an exercise about analyzing nature vs nurture and what we’re predisposed to do and what comes from within and what is put upon us by forces out of our control, and how that line is blurry and messy and everyone has the potential to be either the worst or best version of themselves. Even Caliborn was given a choice. Hussie-The-Character explained it to him at great painstaking length. 

There are so many other examples. Jasprose is Rose without a filter, and the way Jasprose goes around gleefully calling every hot girl she sees hot and delighting smugly in knowing more than just about anyone else and lording over the information and playing smarter-than-thou games – that tells us a LOT about Rose! A LOT about what sort of urges Rose tamps down on every day in an effort to just be fucking cool! 

I bet you have things like this with yourself, right? Doesn’t everyone?

Tricksters! Look at how they act. They’re not themselves but there is plenty to glean from them. Jane immediately goes for Jake, the object of her desire, to pursue an exaggerated version of her idealized future. Trickster Jake is a passive fucking ragdoll who immediately acquiesces to everything everyone demands of him because their happiness becomes his happiness – Jake hates confrontation, so Trickster Jake is just a fucking doormat. Roxy goes for Jake AND Dirk because divorced from the guilt she normally feels for harboring desire toward either one of them she knows exactly what she wants! ETC ETC. Of course they would never do any of this shit if they weren’t high as balls and incapable of understanding the meaning of the word “consequence.” That’s the point. Seeing what they do in this situation is an interesting window in!

Brain Ghost Dirk is a version of Jake (yes, of Jake, not Dirk) without a specific filter Jake runs his own personality through before he’s comfortable presenting it to others, and you’ll notice, it’s EXTREMELY biting and critical sometimes. Jake knows what he’s about. He just buries it most of the time because that’s easier than dealing with it. 

I could seriously keep going. 

Homestuck loves to show us what our favorites do and say and ARE when basic filters go out the window. Those filters that most of us employ to make other people believe we don’t all have intrusive thoughts or bad desires or just plain old weaknesses we’re ashamed of and want to keep hidding at costs – or that we occasionally think things or think about doing things we would never ever ever do in real life are demolished or changed or temporarily suspended. 

It’s brilliant tbh. It lets us see facets of characters that would normally never really get full spotlight reveals by their very nature, especially with protagonists. 

Vriska vs (Vriska) – (Vriska) is just Vriska with some more self awareness and more willingness to let down her self-imposed filter and actually examine the shit she wants and why because watching Aranea fuck the timeline over out of motivations eerily similar to her own hardcore shook her enough to develop in that direction. (which makes sense since HER original motivations are copying Mindfang who IS alt-aranea lmao I love Homestuck)  (Vriska) is still Vriska, it’s just a very very different lens through which to view her character. 

blah blah blah blah etc there are so many examples

anyway I love Homestuck and good character writing what up

  • me: Hm, it's almost the end of the month.
  • me: Did I read enough books this month?
  • me: Crap, can I fit more in this week?
  • But in all seriousness: Don't stress yourself out and read how ever many books you want at whatever pace you want.
  • Because: It's not a race.
Walking on Air

i.e. Jungkook takes his girlfriend to Hawaii

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, fluff, teasing, dash of angst, oral, and more fluff

Word Count: 7,272 (holy fuck, kill me. I wrote this in two days, plus I did a hell of a lot of research just for this scenario)

Anonymous Ask: “can you do a drabble for jungkook like you did for tae? Btw i loved the taehyung drabble a lot”

Originally posted by mayfifolle

*I changed the gif b/c the other one wasn’t working and it irked me.

A/N: Voíla! Thanks again for the ask Nonnie! Okay, so before you all read this go look up Westin Maui Resort ‘cause holy shit, I wanna go! 

Here’s a virtual tour of the resort:

Important Note:Most italicized words in dialogue are in Korean. Non-italicized are in English.” *Y/N is a native english-speaker, but is fluent in Korean as well; and at this point in time, Jungkook is finally fluent in english.* (I apologize to those of you who aren’t native english speakers. I just thought it was an interesting concept, especially because I wanted to see Namjoon’s responses to this couple.)

-Also, Yeobo is a term of affection between typically older married couples, but I think it’s cute (and apparently so does real life Jungkook (*>ω<*).)

Song: Walking on Air by Katy Perry

As you stepped into the fresh open air outside of the airport on the island of Maui, you gasped.

“Holy shit, this is amazing!” You were in awe of the island’s beauty, having never been there before, and you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d gotten to be so lucky. Who else could say that they’d been asked by their wonderful boyfriend to go to Hawaii with him and his 6 other friends, just ‘cause? You doubted there were many who could.

You circled in place, taking in as much of the scenery as possible. Everything was so vibrant and beautiful. From where you were, you couldn’t see the ocean, but it couldn’t have been too far away. You couldn’t wait to go exploring.

“Jungkook! Oh my god! Are you seeing this?”

Jungkook laughed at your outburst. “Yes, Y/N. I see it. Remember? I’ve been here before.

You turned to your boyfriend and glared. “Well, excuse me for being a nobody.

Jungkook reached out and touched your shoulder. “Yah, Y/N-ah. Don’t be like that.”

You slapped his hand away, and picked up your luggage, walking towards the van in a huff. “Whatever.”

Behind you, Jungkook rolled his eyes at your behavior. You could be so difficult sometimes. He caught up to you and grabbed your bags before you could protest, stashing them in the van. “Yah! Jungkook-ah! What do you think you’re doing?!” Said man turned and grinned at you before pulling you in for a quick kiss.

I don’t know what you mean?” He said innocently.

You pushed him off of you gently, and turned to climb into the van. “Aish, you’re so difficult.”

Jungkook followed you into the vehicle, and proceeded to sit next to you in the back. “Oho? I’m the one being difficult? Have you met yourself, missy?

You turned to him and scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?

Jungkook scooted closer to you, pressing himself against your arm, and whispered, “It means, princess, that you’re difficult sometimes,” and pressed a kiss against the tip of your nose.

You slapped his arm in retaliation. “Yah! What do you mean sometimes?

Jungkook just giggled as you repeatedly smacked his arm. “It means that the other half of the time, you’re my wonderful girlfriend, whom I love very much, and would do anything for.

He gently took the wrist of the hand you were beating him with into his own, and brushed his lips against the knuckles. You blushed shyly in response to his romantic actions.


Jungkook intertwined his fingers with yours, and bit his lip. “You’re so adorable when you get all shy.

Yoongi, whom you hadn’t realized had already climbed into the van, grunted tiredly. “Aish. How do you two have so much energy?

Jungkook looked surprised as well. “How are you still sleepy, hyung? You slept the entire time we were on the plane!”

Yoongi slowly turned to look at Jungkook. “Well, trying to get any sleep on an 11 hour journey in a flying lighting rod isn’t exactly comforting, nor is it the right setting to get any kind of real rest. Especially when I’m surrounded by idiots such as yourself.”

You snorted. “Oppa, you can sleep anywhere. You’re not fooling anyone.”

Yoongi huffed and turned back towards the front.

You turned back to Jungkook, shaking your head. “Who’s the difficult one again?”

You both giggled as Hoseok and Jin climbed into the seats in front of you.

What are you two giggling about back there?” Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the two of you, and smiled a bit in endearment.

You and Jungkook grinned at each other. “Aha… Nothing~.”

Jin shook his head at yours and Jungkook’s antics. “Aish, you kids. Buckle up because we are about to leave.

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Blood Sweat & Tears (M) pt. 1

I apologize for this being so late. I had some problems with my laptop for a couple days, then since I’m an amateur/aspiring fx artist, I was pretty busy since it was Halloween. I hope everyone forgives me ♥ This was all purely inspired by their looks in the “Blood Sweat & Tears” MV, hence the name.~ Hopefully everyone enjoys it 

Genre: Spooky Smut~

Length: Hella loonngg 

Kinks: Sir/Master/(and mentions Daddy) kink, a little boyXboy, anal, LOTS of oral, breath play, slight spanking and probably some others…

Originally posted by jeonsshi

It was a pretty laid back, ordinary evening. You and Jin were hanging out, cuddling on the couch in the living room of the place he shared with his friends, while watching some random horror movie. 

“Jin..” You said softly, as you felt him brush his cold hand against your cheek.

He looked down at you, “Hmmm?” He quietly mumbled, moving his hand from your cheek, to your hair. 

Chills ran down your spine as he twirled your soft hair in his fingers. “What are you and the boys doing tomorrow?” You asked curiously, adjusting yourself so you were able to look up at his beautiful face. “Since it’s Halloween, i was wondering if-” You were cut off mid-question by the sound of the front door opening, then slamming shut. 

You looked up at Jin in confusion, as he began looking quite concerned. 

“Excuse-..” He began saying, as he lifted you off him and rose from the couch, only to be cut off by the not so quiet bickering coming from the boys. “Excuse me, y/n..” He said quickly, then immediately walked to the hallway, near the front door, where they were.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious, because you were. Very curious actually, but you knew you shouldn’t involve yourself with whatever was happening. 

“Gu- Guys..??” You called out timidly, as the sound of their arguing grew louder. The moment they heard your voice, though, they grew silent. Well, all except Jin and Jimin. 

“SHE’S HERE!?” Jimin angrily shouted. “SHE CANNOT BE HERE RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOT! WE’RE ALL FUCKING STARVING. YOU KNOW THE RULES!” His yelling was followed by the sound of the other boys telling him to calm down.

“LISTEN TO ME NOW!” Jin shouted back, immediately shutting the younger man up. “She is MY guest. If any of you do ANYTHING to her, because you can’t control your hunger…” He growled. “You’ll regret it.” 

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anonymous asked:

Fremione pleeeease!

this is for the @hprarepairnet hogwarts challenge!

  • fred and hermione started secretly dating once dumbledore’s army was created, and well, it continued on after fred left hogwarts.
  • now it was hermione’s sixth year, and she felt more alone than ever.
  • harry was stressed, and he was rapidly becoming obsessed with draco malfoy. in more ways than one.
  • and ron was constantly locking lips with lavender brown; she was happy for him. he finally had someone that gave him the attention he yearned. he deserved every moment of it.
  • fred could tell in hermione’s letters that she was lonely, so he made the effort to try and meet hermione every other night in hogsmeade.
  • she would take the secret passageway through honeydukes to see him, and every time she caught sight of him waiting for her wearing her favorite smirk, she finally felt like she was home again.
  • one night was different than the others.
  • she showed up at her usual time to find fred leaning against the back alley’s wall and holding a blanket.
  • hermione perked her brow up as she approached him, and he leaned down to give her a kiss.
  • “you look so quizzical,” he teased, “what are you thinking about?”
  • “why do you have a blanket?” 
  • he smirked and said nonchalantly, “it’s a surprise.”
  • she rolled her eyes and smiled as he linked their hands together.
  • they walked past honeydukes and toward the three broomsticks.
  • “you know i can’t go inside there,” hermione hissed quietly, “madame rosmerta would send me right back to campus and i would be banned from all future hogsmeade visits.”
  • “well, that would be a shame.”
  • “i’m serious, fred.”
  • he stopped walking and turned to face her.
  • he put both of his hands on her shoulders and looked her straight in the eye.
  • “do you trust me?” he whispered.
  • she blinked a few times and swallowed, she nodded and responded, “with my life.”
  • “then trust me now.”
  • he smiled at her mischievously as he grabbed her hand again.
  • before she could ask anymore questions, they apparated on the spot, and they were suddenly on the roof of the three broomsticks.
  • “fred! we can’t be up here!” she lectured, “if one of us were to fall off or get caught-” 
  • but he interrupted her rant by kissing her softly. she couldn’t help it, she melted into the kiss.
  • once he pulled away, her eyes were still closed memorizing the feel of his lips against hers, and fred smiled to himself as he noticed this.
  • he then whispered, “no one will catch us, and i won’t let us fall.”
  • she opened her eyes and studied his. they were golden brown like ginny’s, and sometimes their resemblance to each other was shocking.
  • “fine,” she said as she laid back on the blanket he had brought with him, “but it’s your fault if i get detention.”
  • she saw him smirk from her peripheral vision, and he suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist so she could rest her head against his chest.
  • they star-gazed for awhile when fred finally asked, “what do you think of immortality?”
  • this peaked hermione’s interest, and she sat up a little bit to look directly at him, “i think it would be awful,” she answered honestly, “besides, that’s what voldemort wants and aims for. that must mean it is wrong.”
  • fred’s brow furrowed slightly like it did whenever he was thinking deeply, and then he replied, “i don’t think immortality would be bad. i wish i could be immortal, but obviously not for the same reasons as you-know-who.”
  • “why would you want to be immortal?”
  • he turned his body so he was lying on his side, and he brushed a curl out of hermione’s face as he looked into her eyes.
  • i want to be immortal so i get to experience everything life has to offer. there would be unlimited options of what to experience next. i could also feel the love i feel for you forever.
  • hermione smiled shyly and then said, “there is one problem. if you’re immortal and i’m not, you would have to move on.”
  • “i wouldn’t move on,” he told her seriously, “i couldn’t. you’re all i see, and you’re all i would ever see.
  • she swallowed back some tears, but fred saw them in her eyes.
  • “i love you,” she whispered, “so much.”
  • he smiled softly and leaned in closer to her lips, “i love you, too.”
  • they kissed for awhile after that, and once fred pulled away, he wrapped his arm around her again so she could rest her head against his chest like before.
  • hermione was focusing on his heartbeat.
  • they were silent for awhile, and hermione always enjoyed their silence.
  • it felt natural.
  • “fred?” she suddenly whispered.
  • “yeah?”
  • “if anyone deserves to live forever, it’s you,” she told him, and she meant it. 
The Four Times Spider-Man Wore His Mask and the One Time He Didn’t // Part 3/4

Part ONE / Part TWO / Part FOUR

Summary: After saving your life in a chance encounter, you start to see the Spider-Man everywhere. Fluff. Spider-Man x Reader fic. 

A/N: OKAY so I was NOT expecting the reaction I got for this mini-series and I am sooo happy you all liked it! So this is part three, one of my faves, and part four should be up later today I HOPE YOU LIKE IT???

Warnings: Light swearing

Less than a week later, and the Spider-Man was becoming more popular than ever. It was as if people waited until you were near to start discussing him. Or maybe everyone was just constantly discussing him. You had no idea. But it was getting harder and harder to ignore.

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anonymous asked:

Can I have headcanons for the main 3 on how they would react when their always calm and gentle s/o suddenly lashes out at them from pent up stress? Your blog makes me so happy omg!

Is that a bit of angst I smell? I think so. I love writing angsty shit like this. Pain is my pleasure, which is probably why I hate myself and love to destroy my own confidence lmao. Anyway, I enjoyed writing this. Thank you for the request :3

[Viktor Nikiforov]

  • You have been cleaning all day because your parents are going to be visiting the apartment you and Viktor share as a couple
  • It’s the first time they’ll be seeing your home, and you want your parents to know that you live a good, healthy, and responsible life with your boyfriend
  • and of course the best way to do that is to clean the fuck out of every square inch of the apartment lmao parents love that shit
  • You’re putting the finishing touches on the living area when Viktor comes home from practice, looking tired, but still sounding chipper when he kisses you and asks you how your day was
  • Out of force of habit, Viktor throws his duffel bag on the floor and slings his jacket over the back of the couch before heading to the kitchen for a snack, leaving his water bottle on the counter in the process
  • oh my god can you believe this bitch lmao like what the fuck who do you like you are ???? you act like you’re viktor nikiforov smh what the hell
  • “Viktor, honey, can you please put your things away? I spent all day cleaning for my parents, and you kind of just threw a wrench into everything, haha.”
  • Viktor basically ignores your nervous laugh and passive-egressive tone; he doesn’t seem to notice how stressed you are about your parents coming and evaluating all of your life choices based on one visit
  • “(Y/N), honey, you’re being silly. It’s fine, it’s all fine. Don’t worry about a thing, okay? It’s all in your head, I promise.”
  • Something inside of you snaps, and you’re sent over the edge of fury; you feel yourself scowl as every muscle in your body tenses and your blood boils as your heart begins to pound
  • You drop the can of cleaning spray on the floor with a loud clatter, causing Viktor to jump and look at your with a startled expression
  • “(Y/N), what are you—?”
  • “You’re seriously telling me ‘not to worry about it,’ Viktor? Are you fucking kidding me? I’ve been cleaning and working all day for tonight, because I want my parents to approve of the life you and I live. You realize tonight could determine if they give you their blessing to get married one day? And you’re saying ‘it’s not a big deal?!’ Viktor Nikiforov, I cannot believe you! What the hell?!”
  • Viktor stares at you with a guilty expression, not sure how to react to your outburst; you’re always so calm, and he would have ever expected this to come out of you
  • but can you imagine leaving THE VIKTOR NIKIFOROV speechless ???? respect, fam, respect
  • You storm over to the bedroom door, needing to get away from your boyfriend right now since you need to cool down before your parents arrive
  • You slam the bedroom door, leaving Viktor alone in the aftermath of your outburst and the surprisingly still atmosphere of the almost-clean apartment

[Yuri Katsuki]

  • It’s been hard the last few weeks with Yuri being so caught up in skating and you with your own responsibilities, and you’ve gotten pretty stressed out
  • But tonight, you’re going to stick it out for just a little while to cook Yuri an amazing dinner; you mostly just want to spend time with him and unwind together, though
  • Sure, you’ve been a little lonely without Yuri around as much as he used to be, but you’re holding up because you know how much he values his skating and the time he as with Viktor
  • i mean his idol just came out of nowhere and became his coach ???? how can you blame him for wanting to spend time with THE Viktor Nikiforov ?
  • Pushing the lingering fatigue aside, you take a quick trip to the grocery store to get what you need for tonight’s meal
  • The grocery store is busy as hell, and it’s a very stressful experience trying to get though the isles of customers, and the line to check out seems to stand still
  • You barely make it out alive, but you manage to exit the store with everything you need, with a little extra stress on the side
  • You spend the next several hours reading the new recipe carefully and preparing the food; cutting, seasoning, and mixing the ingredients is a lot of hard work, but thinking about spending time with Yuri tonight makes it more bearable
  • you may or may not have shed a few tears and extra sweat into the recipe, but it is made with love nonetheless and thats all that counts lmao
  • Once the food is in the oven and cooking, you text Yuri about how excited you are to see him tonight, and you be sure to imply that you have a bit of a special surprise for him
  • There’s only a small amount of time left before Yuri is going to be home, so you hurriedly set the table with the finest china and wine glasses you have, making sure to fold the napkins fancily on the plates
  • You go through the effort of lighting candles and setting out an expensive bottle of wine that you know Yuri loves
  • Yuri’s normal time of arrival rolls around, but there’s no word from him or any sign of him coming home; you send a couple of texts, but he doesn’t even open them
  • you even have turn the oven on low and put the food back in to keep it warm since it’s starting to get cold ;-; yuri where tf are you
  • At almost 10 p.m., the front door opens and Yuri enters, seeming chipper and happy to see you; you though, wear an angry expression, and demand to know where he’s been and why he wasn’t answering his phone
  • “I-I was with Viktor, (Y/N)! He promised to take me out to eat if I had a good practice, and we went out. I’m sorry for not texting, though, honey. I have no excuse.”
  • “You mean you ate already? I spent hours in the kitchen getting ready for dinner! I spent half my paycheck on expensive wine I don’t even like, I cooked for hours, and I waited around with no word from you! What the hell, Yuri?! Enjoy the meal, I guess. I made it special, just for you.”
  • Leaving a bitter edge to your words, you storm out of the apartment before Yuri has a chance to explain, pushing past him and slamming the door behind you, leaving Yuri in the dim candle light and the smell of a home cooked meal filling the room.

[Yuri Plisetsky]

  • You’re having a rather bad day—just feeling a bit worn down and stressed from the week before—and just want to spend a day on the sofa to try to clear your mind
  • i mean i think everyone deserves a day off once in a while; life is busy and sometimes a break is all it takes to get back at it again
  • You’re waiting for Yuri to return from skating practice so you can watch a movie together and relax on the couch for the rest of the day
  • Yuri’s been really busy and stressed with his skating career lately, so you figure it’ll be perfect for both of you to take time and relax together
  • The telltale sound of the lock of the front door unlatching echoes into the living room, and you smile at the sight of your boyfriend entering with his duffel bag
  • and his hair is half up in that little ponytail of his and he looks absolutely fuckin adorable ugh yura ilysm
  • After dropping his belongings in their usual place on the floor, he walks over to the couch where you lay
  • You open your arms welcomingly, inviting him to have a cuddle party with you in your arms; he’s just in time for one of your favorite movies to start playing
  • To your surprise, Yuri just picks up the remote and turns the television off, leaving you with a disappointed and confused expression on your face
  • “Uh, Yuri! I was watching that.”
  • “(Y/N), get up. We’re going shopping and then getting dinner, okay? I saw some stuff online that I want us to try on for the party Viktor and Katsudon are throwing this month.”
  • ugh Yuri wtf are you doing goddammit not everything is about you smh
  • You explain to Yuri that you just want to stay home and relax for the night, making sure to include how tired must also be because of training; you promise that you can shop with him tomorrow
  • “Come on, (Y/N). You can’t be that tired! Just suck it up and go shopping for an hour. I trained all day today and I’m fine; all you did is sit here at home on your ass this week.”
  • Something inside of you snaps and you throw the nearest pillow at Yuri as hard you can before standing and walking up to Yuri so your body is flush against his, but there’s nothing affectionate about your gesture
  • “Yuri! I’ve been having a really, really rough week and I just wanted a day to relax with you! Look, I get it; you’re probably tired from training and want to just go shopping to unwind, but can’t we just do what I want for once? I feel like all we do is what you want! And you have no right to disregard my feelings like this! Fuck you, Yuri!”
  • “(Y/N), I—“
  • Yuri sits with a blushing, dumbfound expression on his face as he watches you storm out of the room and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind you

Have I ever mentioned how I’ve ruined my life by keeping a dream journal back in 2009? 

Because I kept a journal and made it an active habit to try to remember dreams, I now am cursed with having lots of dreams all the time. I seriously don’t sleep well any given night. 

and… i’m not even sure how much context I want to give. Mostly because my dreams are absolutely stupid. But like… 

I was having someone clear out files on ‘my school computer’ and 90% of the files were just stupid gifs I saved. Some where really awesome!! But the ones that made me lose my shit in dream land, and that I have the actually ability to recreate in real life…. were…


- Taeyong is really shy in expressing his emotions

- like he rarely says “I love you” but when he does, it’s only in private and it’s enough to drive you crazy

- he expresses his love for you through hugs and kisses



- He’s also possessive

- like when he sees some guy talking to you or trying to flirt with you he gets really clingy until it leads into a fight with you and the guy

- you guys argue about this in some cases

- he’s just afraid to lose you

- but you still don’t get it why he has to be possessive

- “Dude, you have to trust her.” - Taeil

- “Trust is one of the key factors of a relationship.” - Johnny

- “Trusting is loving. Loving is trusting.” - Jaehyun

- “Hyung, she’s a keeper. Don’t lose her just because of your trust issues.” - Mark

- “Omg hyung, stop. She’s your girl. Case closed.” - Haechan

- he could be a beast when he gets mad… and also in bed. :>>>>

- one time, your ex bf came back and he’s asking you to get back together with him

- Taeyong found out about this in the most unconvinient time –> the time when his scamming and fat-shaming scandal got out and he’s being attacked by hate from the public

- his confidence went even more downhill

- and he got mad ofc because you didn’t tell him about the fact that your ex-bf wants you back

- “I didn’t wanna tell you because you’re gonna be like this!”

- “So it’s my fault now huh?”


- oppa don’t be like that

- it’s so scary

- you can’t read what he’s thinking of doing next

- he’s just staring at you with those intense eyes




- you don’t know whether you’ll melt in warmth or quiver in fear because of his INTENSE STARING

- like dude, staring too much is rude; just say what you wanna say ffs

- “Stop talking to him!“

- “I already did but he just wouldn’t leave me alone!”

- “Liar. You still love him, don’t you?”

- with that, you felt offended

- not because you still love your ex but because Taeyong thinks of it like that - you realized that you and your love for him was never enough

- “Seriously? After all we’ve been through together, you’re gonna tell me that?”

- “After all the sacrifices I’ve made just to be with you… oh god Taeyong… am I not enough?!”

- “Jagiya, that’s not what I meant.”

- You broke down in tears as you look away from him

- you just can’t take seeing him right in front of you

- “Jagiya, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.”


- you finally look at him

- you tell him: “Let’s just end this Lee Taeyong.”

- and Taeyong’s left eye would just twitch in shock and annoyance

- have you seen his facial expression when he’s annoyed?

- he looks like one of those annoyed anime characters

- well he actually looks like a living anime like wth dude what are your genes made out of? Seriously?

- “What? You’re breaking up with me?”

- then he would laugh sarcastically

- “Fine. I don’t want to see your face ever again. Get the hell out of my face and my life!”

- he would be pointing to the door of their dorm and you get out while crying just as the other members go back into their dorm

- “You guys had a fight again?” - Ten

- “Well what’s new? They are always like that.” - Johnny

- “What happened?” - Jaehyun

- “I was actually expecting them to be making out on the couch as soon as we get here.” - Yuta

- Taeyong would just grumble: “We broke up.”

- “Seriously? Why do all my hyungs get into this kind of situation?” - Mark

- “This is why I don’t want to have a commitment just yet.” - Haechan

- “Yeah shut up Haechan. You’re not helping.” - Mark

- they were a little bit shocked but since they already know that you guys are having a tough time in your relationship, they kind of have expected that something like this would happen.

- 3 months passed but you’re still not over Taeyong

- you still cry about him and your break-up

- you thought that Taeyong had moved on because you can see him smiling and laughing on tv

- but nope

- it’s actually the opposite when he’s off-cam

- he rarely talks to his members except when it’s really important like rehearsals and dates for their performances/fansigns/photoshoots etc.

- when he’s back at the dorms w/ his members he just stays in his room

- when he’s out practicing with them, he would stay behind after their rehearsal

- he dances and dances until his body gives up just like you guys have both given up on your relationship

- even though he doesn’t admit it completely to himself, he knew that the break-up had taken its toll on him

- imagine, you guys had kept your relationship a secret for almost 3 years and then this happens

- yeah ikr it sucks

- you felt guilty for breaking up with him lol even I would feel guilty for breaking the heart of the poor leader of NCT

- Taeyong is life

- Taeyong is ❤

- Taeyong is everything!

- how can you give up on him??????????

- you wanted to talk to him but you’re afraid that he might reject you

- but little did you know that Taeyong wants to do the same too

- he also feels guilty for agreeing with the break-up

- he realized that he could’ve fought for your relationship better


- you guys are so dumb BUT CUTE

- you wanted him back so bad that you just cried

- Taeyong wanted you back as well that he wasn’t able to cook for the past 3 months because he remembers those times when he’d cook for you if you’re hungyry, sad, happy or just simply bored

- Eating different kinds of dishes was yours and Taeyong’s thing

- the other members didn’t have to worry about the food though because Jaehyun’s there to cook for them

- but they were worried for Taeyong because he rarely eats

- then one time, the thing that they have always been afraid off actually happened

- Taeyong collapsed in the middle of their performance

- like his fall was so bad

- he fell right off the stage and lost his consciousness

- they have to stop their performance and rush him to the hospital

- it was due to stress, mainly from his work and lack of proper nutrition like someone feed this child oh god

- and yeah, he broke his leg so the company decided to postpone their promotions

- Ten told you about this

- blinded by your tears, you immediately went to visit him

- but as soon as you got there, he’s sleeping - you kissed his forehead and mumbled, “I love you” to him

- it’s so cute that it broke the other member’s hearts

- they think that their leader deserves to have a healthy and strong relationship with his special someone

- Taeyong opens his beautiful eyes and was like “Oh, you’re here”

- The other guys left, allowing you to have some privacy

- Ten and Yuta were about to eavesdrop but Taeil caught them and pulled them away by their ears

- “You sneaky lil kids! Don’t eavesdrop on them!”

- But also eavesdrops along with them

- Really Taeil?

- Taeyong sits up and you just burst into tears and he’s just like wtf????? stop crying!!!!!!! the members might think i did something to you!!!!!!!! oml!!!!!!!!!!

- you apologize but Taeyong won’t let it go and even put you on a guilt-trip

-you felt even more bad


- but then he just laughs it off and pulls you in for a slow and passionate kiss

- it’s been only 3 months since you guys called it off

- but for both of you, it felt like 3 decades

- and when your lips are clashed against each other, everything just felt right

- “can we try again?”

- “which one? The kiss or our relationship?”

- he smiles cheekily

- “Both.”



Bonnie & Clyde - pt 4

Originally posted by sugaglos

“You have to keep taking the derivative. It might take two, three times. When you can’t do it any longer then your done.” Yoongi explained.

“Like this?” You asked, showing him you scribbles.

He quickly glanced at the paper and nodded.

“You should be in school, not me.” You sighed, finishing the rest of the problem.

“If you paid attention in class then you wouldn’t be struggling.” He said.

He was right but ever since he came, this semester has been weird. After the so called test your father prepared, it seemed like you couldn’t focus on whatever the professor was saying.

Instead you focused on the side glances people gave you. They looked at Yoongi and you with judging eyes.

It seemed like they were a bit scared of Yoongi. The seat next to him was always empty and whoever sat next to you was always quiet.

You couldn’t figure out why it bothered you so much now.

“I don’t want to think about school anymore.”

Closing the notebook, you packed your things and sat on the blanket, looking up at the sky.

It looked like it would start to rain in a few hours.

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anonymous asked:

Okay but yesterday I rewatched the inshallah clip and I realized that in that moment Yousef already thought about himself and Sana as soulmates...!!!!😍😍😍😍 what do you think were his thoughts?


Okay Yousef’s thoughts? Basically:

“Hahaha, I’m having so much fun with my bros here…oh look there’s Sana, she’s eating a carrot, she looks beautiful, oh god she’s looking at me, what do I do, what do I do??? Smile you dork just smile…Oh she’s looking away, Okay Yousef calm down just calm down. Aww but she likes carrots and I like carrots we’re definitely soulmates!!!….wait did I see her mother leave? this is your chance Yousef, you go there and talk to her!!”

Hey guys I’m going to get a drink from the kitchen and I’ll be back”

Okay, okay Yousef relax, you can do this, just say hi I’m having a drink…she smiled at you, that’s a good sign, now pick up a glass and go to the fridge….hmmm this seems like a pretty big kitchen but you know what it’d be nice????? walk by her like super close to her as if there was no space, yes, she wouldn’t even know that you’re doing that on purpose…that’s it walk by her…leave enough space so you don’t make her uncomfortable but at the same time ohhh she smells so well and ed sheeran is on the radio what else can you ask for??? wait….did she just change the music??? what does that mean? is that a good sign??? yousef focus, just focus….she’s peeling a carrot, how cute…wait she’s doing it completely wrong…should I?…..of course I should….there tell the girl she’s doing it wrong so you can teach her and show her that your husband material…yup yup yup look sana that’s how you do it you have to pull it towards you not push it away…got it? don’t push me away sana please we’re soulmates!!!!!….oh she wants to know how I know how to peel carrots, come on yousef this is your chance tell her that you work with kids, she’ll love that………….she doesn’t like kids????? how doesn’t she like kids????but I want to have kids with her???????? how many kids do I want how many kids do I want??? uh….12!!! that’s it, 12 kids….12 kids yousef??? are you insane???? now make a witty comment about it…yeah that’s it a football team……..a football team that has 11 players damn she’s smart….think think think think….there are 11 on the field but what if something gets hurt? huh? huh? you’re so smart yousef acar, you’re the smartest yeah yeah yeah……oh god she’s laughing and smiling and omg I’m going to die here, how can she be so pretty????????….Okay let’s make her try…….Sana????? you’re doing it wrong????? have you been listening to me at all?????????…..did she just throw a peel at me??? YUP WE’RE DEFINITELY SOULMATES……….maybe she wants me to teach her again???? yeah, that’s it, play it cool acar, you have to show your soulmate how to do it well and…..DAMN IT ELIAS WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?????…….play it cool, like you’re not here to flirt with his sister…..AND HE HAD TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD!! SERIOUSLY BRO? WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS????…..ahhh goodbye Sana, my soulmate, love of my life, I love you, best day ever!!!”

Sorry I got carried away!!


Leonardo: hello, can I have your attention please! First of the DJ is doing an amazing job *everyone laughs* seriously I’m loving all the music. And secondly thank you all for coming out here tonight this means a lot to me and Y/N, or should I say Ms.Dicaprio *everyone continues laughing* but I just want to especially say thank to Y/N, You are the best thing to ever happened to me, I honestly don’t know where I want to be in life or where I want to go in life, but what I do know is that no matter what happens in my life, You have become apart of it the day I met you……. You are my life starting now… I love you, that’s all I could really say.
*gif*  *everyone says Awww/ people clap and whistle/ fireworks go off*

Good Enough (24)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part ninepart ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; part fourteen; part fifteen; part sixteen; part seventeenpart eighteen; part nineteen; part twenty; part twenty one; part twenty two; part twenty three; part twenty four; epilogue.

bonus scenes: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Slowly taking a step inside, you looked around at the candles and flowers, crouching down to pick a lily up off the floor. Tears tried to build up in the corners of your eyes but you blinked past them – you wanted to remember this image without the glaze of your tears. “Sehun, this is amazing,” you murmured in astonishment, following the path to him and Nari. “Absolutely amazing.”

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Had some help from @poemsbymole with this one. (she also helped with ‘Somebody Else’)

This is for my new friend. U know who u are. Super fluff reader x Lynn. 

Originally posted by gaybandmember

“Hey, baby.” Lynn greeted you sweetly, leaning over the couch to press a kiss to your head.
“Hey.” You said, trying to sound cheerful.
“What’s going on?” Lynn asked, immediately sensing something was wrong.
“Nothing. Just the usual.” You said, wiping away the last of your tears. Lynn looked angry for a moment, her eyebrows furrowing.
“Sorry, I’m fine..” You said, sitting up so that you didn’t look as upset.
“No. You just don’t deserve this. To feel like this. Come on.” Lynn reached for your hand, pulling you up into a bone crushing hug. You chuckled softly, the ache in your chest still present. 

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“Qrow, that was too much! I could have handled it myself!”

The male Branwen snarled as he pulled her wrist along, walking away. It surprised Summer greatly, normally Qrow was good at keeping his temper in check. In fact, she wasn’t even sure why he was that angry in the first place.

She tugged a bit with her arm that being held at the wrist. “Qrow, let me go.”

But Qrow didn’t seem to hear her, his burning blood red eyes facing forward as he pulled her along the streets of Vale. The two had gone out by themselves (Raven had caught a cold and Tai had some homework to catch up on as well as make sure that she actually relaxed and got better) and it had started out fine. It had been great to have some down time just walking around the city, relaxing outside of campus.

And honestly, it had been so long since Summer and Qrow had had time to themselves. At Beacon, they were a part of Team STRQ and were half of a whole. She loved Raven and Tai, she really did, but she also needed time away from them as well as time with just Qrow. He had the tendency open up more and speak his mind when it was just the two of them. Qrow had a keen insight into people and certain situations as well as an incredible determination that Summer lacked. Some days she felt like Ozpin made a mistake and it should have been Qrow as team leader and as her partner, there was no one she trusted more. In a way, they were quite the odd pair and seemed almost like total opposites, but in some strange twist of fate the two just worked well together.

Spending time together made it clear they weren’t so different as they appeared. First at the bookstore, the both of them had an obvious passion for reading (though Qrow had gotten into it later than her) and were interested in the same genres. When it came to movies, both of them preferred the action superhero movie either than the obvious romantic comedy or the more hardcore bloodfest. At the café, they didn’t take coffee the same way, but they were both drawn to the chocolate side of the menu.

And overall, it was nice to have time to relax and act like teenagers instead of future warriors for a change. It was certainly much nicer than any of the dates she had been on since entering Beacon. Being with Qrow made her feel comfortable, something she rarely felt. And judging by the almost constant smile, she was pretty sure Qrow was enjoying it as well.

But of course, something had to happen to sour an otherwise great day. Getting late, the two had went into a tavern to get some drinks when one of the more inebriated men had tried to hit on her. She politely refused him, but the man only got more into her personal space and more insistent. Just as she was about to get more firm (and physical if she had to), Qrow had sent the guy flying and dragged her out of the place.

She wasn’t sure what Qrow was thinking right now, but she knew she needed to snap him out of it. “Qrow, stop!


The sharp tone seemed to snap the shape shifter out of his thoughts as he stopped, glancing back to her. Looking at her confused faced seemed to dissipate some of the anger, his breathing starting to come back to even. Then he glanced down to see his hand gripping her wrist.

He let go, speaking softly. “Sorry.”

Summer massaged her now free wrist. “Seriously Qrow, I was about to handle him. Why did you…?”

“I know!”

She was taken aback by the curt tone. Qrow’s expression went from incredibly defensive to extremely tired. “I know. I’m…..well aware that you could have handled him on your own. It’s just…”

Summer allowed him to get his thoughts together before he sighed. “It reminded me of some things I’d rather forget, let’s just leave that.”

“Qrow, whatever it is, you can tell me.”

That only seemed to darken his red eyes. “No, no I can’t.”

Summer’s tone sharpened as her eyes narrowed. “Why not?”

“Summer, drop it.”

Not happening. In case you haven’t noticed, you could have caused some serious harm to someone. I understand that you have secrets and things you don’t want to talk about. All of us do.”

Qrow leveled an even stare at her to which she responded. “Yes, even I have things like that. And normally, I’d be perfectly fine waiting for you to open up on your own, but if it is affecting you and how you act that’s another story. Qrow, I want to help, but I can’t unless you let me.”

She put her hand on his shoulder, but he brusquely shrugged it off. The girl with the white cloak sighed, all too familiar with how much Qrow seemed afraid of her touching him. “Fine, don’t talk.”

She then proceeded to walk ahead of him, the streetlights overhead illuminating the streets. She didn’t look back, her mind too frustrated with her partner at the moment. It was getting late and she needed to pick up the pace before the last shuttle to Beacon went. Qrow could fly home for all she cared at that moment.

Keep going Summer, focus on getting back to school. There’s a test you’ve got to study for this Monday, that paper you need to finish before Thursday, that new recipe you wanted to try out…


Stella Geld asked to borrow my notes from Grimm Studies which I need back, Bethany and her posse are probably going to see if they can outdo locking me in a storage closest to make my life miserable……


I mean seriously, what have I ever done to her? The only time we’ve interacted was before Initiation when I almost ran into her, but I didn’t. I know Raven’s solution would be to settle it in combat class, but considering our fighting styles that wouldn’t work. And getting help from any of the teachers is not an option because everyone still remembers what happened when Peter….


It was then Summer snapped out of her thoughts as she is grabbed and pulled away from near the street where a car comes speeding dangerously close by only a few seconds later. It happened so fast, Summer was only aware of what had almost happened after the car went out of view. How close she came to being hit.

And then she realized just what or rather who pulled her out of the way. Qrow’s arms were around her, her body pressed to his so close it was as if they were lovers. Her head was under his, his red eyes glaring at the retreating car. “Damn it, couldn’t they see what was right in front of them?!”

Summer didn’t speak, still in shock and surprise. Qrow was not the type for physical contact, even with his sister it was very minimal. Though she supposes that could probably something to do with whatever their background was, but more than anything it had to do with his semblance. If being near someone could cause an accident, what would direct physical contact do? She could sort of understand his reasoning in that regard though she still hated how much Qrow blamed himself for everything that would go wrong.

But with the embrace she was in, in how he seemed to tighten around her, made her feel so…safe, protected. The only other person she had felt this from after her father died was with Ozpin and that was very briefly when she had woken up in the hospital ward. Not too long before Qrow hugged her for a full ten minutes, worry and concern overruling his regular thought process (to which nothing happened).

“Ummm….Qrow, you can let go now. I’m fine.”

He looked down at her, realizing how close he was holding his partner. His face was tinged red as he let her go. He looked away. “Sorry.”

She shook her head. “Don’t, I wasn’t listening and I didn’t notice. I’m sorry.”

Qrow looked back at her, his expression unsure at what to say for this. The tension was palpable, but he merely motioned in another direction. “It’s late, let’s just get back to Beacon.”

Summer nodded. “R-right.”

She walked slightly behind him, the young male leading the way to the ships. His hands stuffed in his pockets, her hand’s twitched for a moment wishing that they could walk closely and hold hands.

She almost stopped cold at that thought. She had always wanted to do things with Qrow, but that thought was more….intimate than before. Yet the memory of him holding her brought up other things she had noticed about. His feathery black hair that she loved to run her hands through, his warm yet fragile smile, his ever present scent of the forest green, his red eyes that seemed to glow in the dark, how handsome he looked at the dance, how warm his embrace made her feel…

It suddenly occurred to her that these were not the thoughts of a friend towards another friend.

And she honestly had no idea what she was going to do with that knowledge.

Finally done. And before I was going to head with my mom for visiting relatives. Next thing I do will probably be on Fan Fiction so another posting will be a while.

What will I be doing next? Probably something involving Oscar, Qrow, and Team RNJR.


This time last year I was completely broken. I had just lost a love that I thought was endless. I watched the person i thought was meant for me, move on to love someone new. I had no one to talk to. I had no one to turn to. Too many people telling me to get over it, and not enough even trying to be understanding of the position i was in. everyone thought i was as strong as i thought i was. or as strong as i thought i use to be. I became more and more of an introvert. I stayed to myself. I battled my own thoughts. I let nothing out. I was working a job that made me literally miserable. I was in school, trying to figure it out.. trying to figure out what i wanted for my life. my parents were going through a break up, that i probably should have been ready for.. but the timing was off. my heart wasn’t ready for any form of abandonment. and not too long after, my best friend decided to move to Australia. i was lost. and i had no idea what i wanted.. i had no ambition to do anything more than the bare minimum.. even if i could figure out what i wanted to do with my life. i was weak. but what i remember the most - was one night, getting super faded and hopping in the shower. I was on my tubs floor crying my heart out. I kept asking “Why God? Why me?” I thought I was a victim. I thought I was being played with. I thought I was being punished, nonetheless. But then I became angry. So angry that almost immediately, my life changed. After a half hours worth of tears, I completely shut down and had an outer body experience. I looked at myself, from the outside in and said “What the fuck are you crying for?” followed with “You thought this shit would be easy?” and everything changed. I got out of the shower, looked myself in the mirror and prayed. My entire tone changed, from “why are you doing this to me?” to “I get it now. I may not know.. I may not see.. the reasoning behind everything, but I’m trusting.” That night I washed away all the sorrow, all the pity, all the doubt, and all the fear every bone in me could carry. That night I won the biggest battle ever thrown at me. and I kept on. Day by day I got stronger. I forced myself to become wiser. I kept busy at all hours trying to do almost anything i could to keep from allowing myself to wander back to that broken state of mind. I read book after book. I fell in love with characters. I hiked mountain after mountain, ran mile after mile.. I fell in love with my physical. then.. i set goals. i became hungry. hungry for change. hungry for growth. i became eager to feel love from within. i wanted nothing more than to love my own self, more than anyone could ever love me.. and also.. more than i could ever love anyone in return. then i started writing. in the process, and in the midst, of everything i became so lost in my journey that heartbreak was so far in the past i forgot what hurt felt like. I forgot what it felt like, to feel anyone or anything deeply. then i remembered. i remembered that night I asked God “why me?” and the deepest chills ran through my body. although it took months for me to receive any sort of response, when i did.. i was ready. and i was willing to take it in.. and i was willing to understand it. why me? well because i have the power of tongue. i have the power of vulnerability. i have the power to act so transparently that people forget i’m human too. everyone forgets i’m normal, too. ‘me’ because i lived my life asking God to “use” me. I spoke these words. I asked God for a purpose, and i asked that in fulfilling that purpose he stand by me. he walk with me. so here i am. one year later. in love. with a man who i mean everything to. happier. than i’ve ever been. financially stable. spiritually balanced. emotionally ready. and open. for any and everything. releasing “I love my love” was never ever supposed to be the breakthrough of my career. my intentions were never to sell a million copies.. all i wanted was to tell my stories, by doing what i started first. writing spoken word. writing how i felt. telling stories about the heart aches i’ve been through. the shit that I’ve seen. let people know that my background isn’t peaches and cream. i come from a fucked up situation, but look at where it brought me. seriously, look at where life brought me. i heal hearts. i ease minds. i inspire. i’m living out my dreams. no more shitty jobs. no more cruel bosses. no more studying for classes that will never and have never ever filled my soul. I’m fucking happy dude. who would’ve known.

So my friend linked me something interesting today~

Let me just start by saying that if you don’t like me, or what I do, or who I am, or anything bout me. Then get the fuck out. You don’t have to follow me, you don’t have to be near me. You don’t even have to look in my direction. Do your thing and move on. If you are so fucking obsessed with me that you are honestly going to pull this kind of bullshit then please, get the fuck out because I cannot see a NORMAL person doing this without being a complete and obsolete no life loser.

If you are seriously going to do this type of bullshit then please, like just unfollow me. I’m literally nobody. Like I just do my thing and talk to people I like and want to make friends that like the same shit. I don’t even have a lot of followers or any impact whatsoever in the whole world. So why the need to do any of this bullshit???

First of all NOT ONCE have I EVER, EVER, EVER said I was Filipino. I am not Asian, I was born in France from a French dad and a Spaniard Mother. If my fucking genes from generations ago make me look Asian, then okay, that’s great. But my mother isn’t Asian and my Father is for sure not Asian. None of them are. My culture doesn’t revolve around anything Asian either, all I know from Asia is from Asian friends or friendships I have from across the glove. Why the fuck would I deny my race if I was indeed Filipino, what could even be wrong with being Filipino. Are you fucking stupid?

Second of all, the reason why I deleted my old blog was because I had A LOT of personal stuff in there. Including life experiences, and stories I didn’t want some asshole that was stalking my old blog to know. I didn’t want some god damn fucker to look at my shit just for the intention of being a complete and absolute asshole just because they are nobody and are sad about their non-existing life. I didn’t want some fucking bitch to know everything I have been through just because they want to know if I have got a dick.

Third, Swan has posted MULTIPLE pictures of himself, and if you don’t think he’s a guy then you are a fucking moron.

No honey, that’s the change of my money after I already spend a lot of it. I also get direct deposit from my checks from work like a normal human being that isn’t fucking stupid. Sorry if you think $1s are worthless but they pay for food. But if you want fuller bills here:

Here you go and this is a one visit pay, from a couple of days ago. Sorry your broke ass is bitter that your ugly face can’t get you shit. Feels bad. Sucks to have stinky ass pussy.

Bitch who is you??? Like get the fuck out and have fun out there, maybe then you won’t have a dry ass cunt that won’t let you be happy. Let people have fucking fun god damn, how does it affect you if they wanna ask sex questions or whatever bullshit they wanna do. It isn’t your blog and I’m not forcing you to follow me. Like geez, seriously, get a fucking life.

You can think whatever you want about me, any time you want, and however you want. But talk to my fucking face you fucking cunts. If you have problems with me, then TALK TO ME, maybe then you’ll understand what the fuck is going on. Don’t go to your bullshit no-life group where people do nothing but talk shit about other people that quite frankly are doing more with their lives than any of you assholes. If you fucking hate my guts, then get rid of me. Block me, unfollow me. Do whatever the fuck you need to do. But don’t be a fucking pussy and try to do shit behind someone’s back just because your sad and stupid ass life is worthless. Fuck off.

Wait For Life


Chapter 1 

Pairing: Otayuri 

Rating: Mature

Summary: It was supposed to be a study break, but something led Otabek up to the mountains that day, tugging him forward despite his senses screaming at him to turn back. Sure enough, once he found what it was, he was glad he didn’t turn back…

A/N: So here is the product of 3 months of planning. Huge thank you to @nothin2c for reading over this and suggesting this. Okay here you go! 

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