This is part 1/? of a human AU I’ve been wanting to write for AGES in which Derek and Stiles are long-distance friends/pen pals.
Derek lives in California and Stiles lives in Poland. Features brief past Stiles/Malia (Derek and Malia aren’t related in this AU). Idk how long this fic could eventually get; I’m hoping to just work on it as I get the time/inspiration.
Title from “Mind Over Matter” by Young the Giant because that song always makes me think of LDRs.
If there’s one thing Derek’s learned in life, it’s that crushing on someone who lives on an entire other fucking continent is probably a bad idea.
He’s got dozens of photos of Stiles saved to his phone, and a whole box of letters from Stiles, and years’ worth of emails from Stiles, and a whole wall of postcards from Stiles pinned up on the wall over his bed, and none of it is enough.
He wants to do things to Stiles, okay, things besides just watch movies together in two different time zones or talk on skype.
…which… is kind of a new feeling.
Derek didn’t even know he liked guys until three years ago, freshman year of high school, when Stiles came home from a party raving about this girl he’d kissed, Malia something-or-other, and how Malia’s hair was so soft, and how Malia had the prettiest brown eyes and the best laugh, and—and suddenly Derek wanted to throw his computer against the wall.
“I have to go,” he’d snapped, and slammed his laptop shut and thrown on some jogging clothes.
He was five miles deep into the Preserve before it really sank in, not just the jealousy but the absurdity of the jealousy. He and Stiles had never even met, technically. They were probably never going to live in the same country. There was no logical reason for them not to date other people. Especially given that Stiles might not even like guys, or like him.
Still, he was secretly, guiltily, viciously satisfied when Stiles and Malia broke up barely two weeks later.
And since then the crush has gotten, if anything, worse.
My friend texted me late one night and was wondering 10 reasons to keep living. This is what I told her.
sometimes nights will feel cold and empty when there’s no reason for it. live for these nights. embrace them. dance in them. do what you need to feel complete again, make tea, watch movies, write poetry and wear your prettiest pajamas. and when they are over, rejoice because you made yourself feel whole again. you did that. live for the nights in which you heal yourself.
words have more power than you think. they can save you. you need to live to see these beautiful words that will come, and sometimes they’ll come to you in the form of songs or poetry or texts or even the words that come out of your own mouth. live for these words.
there’s no such thing as a stupid reason to stay alive. think of these reasons and hold onto them. you want to see the finale of your favorite show? you want to wait for that clothes order to arrive? you want to play your entire volleyball season? and when those little things to look forward to run out, find more. live for the tiny things that make you happy.
being “something” is easier than you think. passions come across when you’re not even expecting them. you love morning tea? live for those morning cups of tea. buy a teapot, get yourself a ton of flavors of tea. try every flavor of tea known to humankind. make your own tea. open a tea shop. make a tea kettle. live for your passions.
boredom is a dangerous thing. I know sometimes you want to lay in bed and do nothing, and sometimes that helps but more often it doesn’t. a lot of the time staying busy will be the only thing that will help. find those little distractions and live for them. they may seem like chores or busywork but you’ll grow to love them, I promise. paint your nails, try a ton of hairstyles, go through all your drawers and throw out old stuff, do 100 sit ups, spend an hour looking through all your music and create a master playlist of your favorite stuff, research things you’ve always wondered like ‘why do cats have whiskers’, look up motivational videos, watch interviews of your favorite band. you’ll feel productive. do anything to keep your hands and mind busy. live for being busy.
self-love is hard to achieve and it’s a lot of work but it’s so wonderful. learn to love yourself. stop rejecting compliments, accept them and maybe you’ll finally come to see them as true. self-love isn’t thinking that you’re perfect, it’s knowing that you’re human and beautiful and you have more prettiness in you than flaws. it’s also knowing that yes, you are beautiful on the outside in your own unique way, but you are more beautiful on the inside than anything. make it your mission to finally recognize that you are a good soccer player, that you have really pretty colored hair, that you are your own worst critic and you are full of stardust and fairy kisses and you can conquer the entire world. live for loving yourself.
people are not as fragile as you think. you keep watering yourself down and you’re receiving watered down love. it won’t hurt them if you show your entire self in all it’s glory. it won’t hurt them to tell them what you really think. you are full of comets, stars, galaxies that they should be dying to see. show who you truly are. and if people are too fragile to handle it? leave them. if they can’t handle the complete version of you, the you that makes you happiest, the you you’re not ashamed of, then they don’t deserve you. live for being yourself.
we are a flawed, broken people. life doesn’t have a meaning. the universe will end someday. people get sad and hurt every day. these are all things that are true, sad, but true. sometimes we just need to acknowledge that things are true, let ourselves feel what we feel, and move on. live for acknowledgement. but also…
we are a flawed, broken people but that makes us all the more beautiful. life doesn’t have a meaning but you can make one for yourself. the universe will end someday so we should make it as beautiful as we can before it leaves. people get sad and hurt every day but they get better. live for positivity, live for knowing that you’ll be okay.
once in a while it will seem like nothing is going right. it may seem that way right now. but remember that you always, always have someone, in good times and in bad. even if everyone else abandons you, I’ll be here. I will stand by you in your brightest days and your darkest days, in my stormy skies and in my sunshiny afternoons. I will be a shoulder for you to lean on, I will do my best to make you happy when I can and help you when you’re sad. live for the people that love you and make you happy. live for me, and the countless other people that want you to keep walking this beautiful earth. live because there is so much left to see, live because there is too much left to do. live because one day, you’ll be sitting at your kitchen table with sunlight streaming through the window at just the right angle with a cup of coffee and a gentle smile on your face, and you’ll have a wonderful job and a beautiful family and friends that love you with their entire hearts, and you’ll be so, so glad that you stayed alive to witness that very moment.
1. Favorite movie soundtrack 2. Favorite soundtrack piece from a movie 3. Favorite TV/anime show soundtrack 4. Favorite sad soundtrack 5. Favorite powerful soundtrack 6. Favorite instrument 7. Favorite percussion instrument 8. Your favorite thing about the instrument you play 9. Your least favorite thing about the instrument you play 10. Prettiest looking instrument 11. Prettiest sound 12. Your definition of band nerd 13. Favorite band piece 14. Favorite symphony 15. Favorite brass quintet piece 16. Favorite woodwind quintet piece 17. Favorite chamber ensemble piece 18. Favorite overture 19. Favorite symphony 20. Favorite opera 21. Choose one: brass quintet, string quartet, woodwind quintet 22. Piece that gives you energy/pumps you up 23. Piece that makes you emotional 24. Piece that makes you sad 25. Favorite slow piece 26. Favorite fast piece 27. Favorite piece to play 28. Favorite excerpt 29. Favorite Etude 30. Piece that kills your lips the most (or hands) 31. Favorite solo literature for your instrument 32. Favorite classical music composer 33. Favorite band composer 34. Favorite soundtrack composer 35. Favorite genre of music 36. Most musical inspirational quote 37. Favorite and least favorite note 38. Favorite orchestra 39. Who do you look up to most in the music world 40. Are you hoping to continue playing music past ms/HS/college? 41. If you could talk to a composer right now, who would it be and what would you say? 42. If you could bring a composer back to life, who would it be? 43. If you could learn another instrument, what would it be? 44. Have you ever cried while listening to music? What piece? 45. Have you ever cried on stage? 46. Embarrassing performance? 47. Performance really proud of? 48. What made you decide on playing your instrument? (What was your “Ah-ha!” Moment?) 49. If you are wanting to play music professionally, did you have an “Ah-ha!” Moment to decide that? 50. What was the first orchestral piece you ever played? 51. What is your favorite piece to listen that has a fantastic part for your instrument? 52. If you could make a living off your instrument, what would you be doing? (I.e. professional orchestra, freelance, etc) 53. If you were to compose a symphony about your life story, what would it be like? 54. What makes you want to throw your instrument across the room? (Pls dont) 55. What is the best instrument to use as a weapon? 56. Do you have playlists on your iPod? If so, what are your fav playlists/the names of them? 57. Have any random, good musical stories? 58.If you make a mistake during rehearsal, what do you usually do? (Do you make a face? A noise?) 59.what type of music do you listen to other than classical? 60. What do you do during long rests? 61. Have you gone to any music camps? If so, which ones? 62. Post a pic of your music binder/folder 63. Post a selfie with you and your instrument 64. Post any selfie at a band event/festival/honor band 65. Post any selfie of you with your HS or orchestra section 66. Post a practice room selfie 67. Post a picture of you right before or after an audition 68. Post your favorite pic of your conductor 69. Post a picture of your case 70. Post a picture of your practice area
REQUEST: Hay I love this blog could I have an imagine where you meet his family an stay the night an in the morning his mum say how cute the two of you are then you and his dad takes Jess for a walk my name is Sophia I have dirt blond hair and green/blue eyes x
Turning the corner to reveal my boyfriends house, I smiled. I’d been invited to go round and spend the night with him, seeing as his parents were going out with his sister and her boyfriend. He apparently didn’t want to go because he felt like he was third wheeling without me, so instead asked me to go and have a movie night with him, which I quickly accepted.
Knocking on the door, a small smiley woman opened it and her face lit up when she saw me. “Oh you must me (Y/N), ooooh Brad’s told me so much about you, I’m Brad’s Mum, come in come in!” She hugged me tightly and then beckoned for me to go into the house.Cleaning my feet on the door mat, a big golden retriever came bounding up to me. “Hey there Jesse” I giggled, stroking her soft mane. “She likes you” His mum smiled “Jesse in here now please” A man shouted from the kitchen “Oh hello there (y/n) and how are you?” “I’m really well thankyou, how are you?” “All the better for seeing you” He smiled “Well aren’t you just the prettiest little thing, oooh my boy has done a good job finding a little stunner like you…” “Muuuuum, shhh” a familiar accent said coming down the stairs. “Hey there Bradley” I smiled “What’s up buttercup” He laughed
Brad led me into the Kitchen, where his mum and dad were getting ready. We made some snacks and then went into the living room where we were going to be watching movies for the night. I ran up into Brad’s room to fetch some blankets while he sorted out the films we were going to be watching. Walking back into the living room, Brad was spread out on the sofa and there was nowhere else for me to sit. Brad looked at me and patted the sofa in front of him. Not denying his request, I snuggled into him with the blankets around us. “See you guys later!” His mum shouted “See you, have a nice night” I replied The door slammed and Brad and I were alone. “Looks like you’ve made a really good impression on my mum” “Brad she’s lovely! and I am particularly fond of your dog too” I laughed Jesse was in her bed, settled in at the side of Brad. Our movie night started, and we watched everything from Pitch Perfect to The Woman in Black. Listening to Brad scream like a girl at the horror films definitely made my night. As the night went on, my eyes became heavier and I could feel myself drifting, I knew I wasn’t staying the night but I couldn’t leave Brad on his own, then I….. —— “Aw look at these two love bugs” a voice said As my eyes fluttered open, the daylight from the window blinded me and I saw the silhouette of a young girl. As she became clearer I could see that she looked a lot like Brad, so I presumed that it was his older sister. Hearing a groan from behind me, I looked down to see Brad’s arm around me and his face nuzzled into my neck. We must’ve fallen asleep last night. “Shut it Nat” Brad mumbled “MUM LOOK AT (Y/N) AND BRAD THEY LOOK SO CUTE!!!” She shouted “I don’t want to move” he whispered in my ear Suddenly there was the sound of a camera click and Nat giggling. “That’s definitely going online” she giggled, leaving the room “NAAAAAT….” Brad groaned “She’s always that annoying”
After waking up a little, we made our way into the kitchen. I was still in the clothes from yesterday so Brad gave me one of his hoodies and a pair of his sweatpants. Surprisingly, the sweat pants fitted me perfectly but the hoodie was a little too oversized. I tied my hair up in a messy bun and began to make breakfast for the family. “Do you know how attractive you look wearing my clothes” Brad mumbled in my ear, placing little kisses on my neck “Not here Bradley” I giggled as he tickled my sides, forcing me to turn around and place my arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his lips as our foreheads touched. “Brad, stop with the PDA for goodness sake man” Nat laughed “Leave them alone, god they’re adorable” His mum said walking in behind. Brad’s face went bright red as he returned to helping me prepare the breakfast. All of a sudden, both of our phones beeped and we checked to see that we’d both been tagged in a post by Nat on Twitter. There were two photos, one of Brad and I sleeping and another of us hugging in the Kitchen with the caption ’My two little love bugs’.
The breakfasts I made for the family were widely complimented, apparently I do actually make really good pancakes. Brad went upstairs to take a phone call from his manager whilst his parents went into the living room to watch the television. I stayed behind in the kitchen to clear things up. “Need any help?” Nat asked “Oh yes please, if you wouldn’t mind” Coming next to me, she dried the dishes whilst I washed them and we talked. Nat told me a lot about what Brad was like when he was little and she said that I was the only girl Brad had ever seemed genuinely happy with. We also had a little bit of a water fight, which was stopped by Brad’s mum, ending up with us both in giggles of laughter on the floor. “Listen, do you want to borrow some of my things to get changed into? I mean you’re probably going to be spending the day here and it’ll save you putting the stuff you wore yesterday back on” “Are you sure Nat?” “Of course, c'mon!” Nat led me up to her room where she let me borrow a pair of tights and a really cute dress along with a burgundy cardigan. Nat had such a good dress sense. “Wow, Nat your wardrobe is amazing, man I wish I could dress like you” “We’ll have to go shopping some time, it’ll be fun!” She smiled Leaving me in her room to get changed, do my hair and my make up, I went back downstairs and sat in the living room with Brad’s family as they asked me questions about myself as well as Brad. “Urgh” Brad groaned, flopping himself on the sofa “Sup?” asked his Mum “Joe needs me to go to the studio to record the last verse vocal for Can We Dance but I wanted to spend the day with (y/n)” “Awwwwwww” Nat cooed “NAT!” He shouted “Jeez soz” she laughed “Brad go” I smiled “Yeah but…” “Brad, (y/n) is right, Your mum and Nat are going shopping for food, and I’m going to take Jesse for a walk around the park, (y/n) can join me…that’s if you’d like too (y/n)” “I’d love too!” I smiled
That was decided, Brad’s mum drove Brad to the studio and then was going straight for the shopping. Brad’s Dad put the lead on Jesse as I put my converse on and we started off on our walk. I’m not going to lie, it was a little awkward at first, but we bonded and we talked a lot about different things. “(Y/n)?” “Yep?” “Brad’s smitten with you” “He is?” “You’re his world, you’re the only thing he speaks about, he idolises you and, well, I just want to thank you for making my son so happy” “It’s my pleasure” I smiled “Cm'ere” He said, pulling me in for a hug. We finished our walk and returned back to the house where Nat and Brad’s Mum had already arrived home with the shopping. Brad then got in from the studio and cuddled up to me on the sofa whilst we all watched the latest episode of ‘The Vampire Diaries’
You giggled to yourself as you watched Sebastian saunter in front of you, guiding you to your trailer at three in the morning. You and Seb had joined the cast at the local karaoke bar after the excruciatingly long fight scene the two of you had shoot. It felt nice to drink away the stress and you hadn’t exactly anticipated on drinking as much as you had but you were no where near as drunk as Seb, because the man was plastered beyond belief. The two of you had stayed much later than the rest of the crew which was probably why Sebastian kept drinking.
You were grateful that you weren’t needed till six for a night shoot because you were pretty sure that you would have died and put a letter in for resignation if you had to be up within the next few hours. You shook your head as he stumbled into Scarlet’s trailer which caused a loud bang that everyone could probably hear. “Seb, honey, shush!” You picked up your pace a little and grabbed him by the shoulders.
“It’s not my fault that everyone wants to go to bed! I’m not even tired, let’s keep drinking!” He exclaimed, causing you to burst out in laughter. “What? Don’t laugh-laugh at me. I’m wide awakee, love.”
You nodded, “I’m sure you are. Come on, let’s get in my trailer so you’re not so loud and wake them up.” You guided him up the four steps and into the moderate sized living space you would be in for the next few months.
“Are you trying to seduce me, [y/n]?”
You laughed, “What? No, honey, I’m not.” You set him down on your little loveseat and giggled at his pout.
“Why not? Am I not good looking enough?”
Setting a water bottle in his hand, you smirked, “You’re beautiful, gorgeous, Seb.”
Sebastian shook his head, “No, you’re beautiful and gorgeous.” He gave you a silly smile, “Prettiest thing in this movie.”
You were very amused, Sebastian was fairly professional during the day and you two weren’t exactly close like he was with your costars. Tonight was definitely the night that the two of you would break the ice and get friendly but this was taking it a different level. “You sure about that? Scarlet’s pretty hot and Elizabeth isn’t too bad looking either.”
He shook his head, grabbing for your hands to sit next to him. “No, no. You’re very nice to look at. I’d rather look at you than them, but don’t think I’m attracted to you just for your looks now. I’m not shallow like that.” Sebastian hiccuped, giving you such a dorky smile. “You sure are pretty, [y/n].”
You whispered a Romanian phrase and watched his face light up, “Yes, darling, I can speak your native tongue.” You had spent a few years studying abroad in Romania before you managed to go into the acting scene. Smirking, you tapped him on the nose, “There’s a few things you don’t know about me, Seb.”
“I think I’m in love.”
“No, you’re just drunk.”
“I don’t think so.” He cooed, “I’m going to call my mother right now and tell her that I’ve found my soulmate.”
Kurt (comic book verse if thats alright) x reader for the ship meme? Please and thank you <33
Who hogs the
You do! Kurt is the kindest and most considerate boyfriend. And
due to his time at the circus, being forced to sleep in cramped places–he did
not move much when he slept. Unlike you, who continuously night after night,
cocooned yourself in those blankets.
texts/rings to check how their day is going?
Kurt does! He loves to hear about your day and constantly loves to
know what you’re doing at work. If you’re particularly busy that day, he’ll
make sure to leave you a message telling you how much he loves you and misses
most creative when it comes to gifts?
He is! If you didn’t know his mutation you would swear that he was
a telepath. Somehow he manages to know exactly what you want for your birthday,
Christmas, or any other holiday the two of you celebrate. You had your
suspicions through, every time he suggested the two of you hang out with Jean
Who gets up
first in the morning?
He does, it’s uncanny how early he could be out of bed. Most of
the time at 6:30 am he’s already downstairs preparing breakfast for the two of
new things in bed?
You do! Anything to do with sex immediately causes him to freeze
up and his whole body with become flushed. Most of the time he will take your
suggestions, trying them out later that night.
Who cries at
You both do! It’s common knowledge that Kurt is a big softie, so
whenever it comes to romantic movies or generally movies with sad endings the
two of you have to come prepared. Usually it depends what movie the two of you
watch, but most of the time you are the strong one, as you try not to laugh
while wiping away his tears.
He does, you could swear after a long day or week, at the end of
the night somehow his hands somehow find their way to your shoulders giving you
the best shoulder and back massage that you ever hand. You could swear, his
hands were magical and most of the time you tried to repay back the
favor–unfortunately, your massages are not as good in comparison to his.
over the other when they’re sick?
You do and honestly Kurt thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. It
happens more times than you would have liked, since he insists on helping every
poor animal he sees stuck in the rain. You make sure he’s always warm and that
he stays in bed. He tries to get you to stay away from him, for you to avoid
becoming sick, however you end up catching whatever he had the week later.
Who gets jealous easiest?
He does! Every time someone is staring in your general direction
or chatting casually with you, he immediately thinks the worst. While he is
never really the confronting type, he immediately avoids the situation–becoming
sullen and depressed. It takes a considerable number of soft kisses and cuddles
to make it up to him.
Who has the
most embarrassing taste in music?
He does! It took you a while to figure out but he has a soft spot
for pop music, softly humming along to it while he’s working. While you find
nothing wrong with his music selection, it embarrasses him greatly, causing his
cheeks to turn the softest shade of purple. You find it the cutest thing ever.
Neither of you really, but you and Kurt are definitely the couple
who enjoys picking up the prettiest shells you can find when you go to the
beach. Keeping them inside of your shared closet.
Who takes the
longest to get ready?
He does, which at first came as quite a shocker to both of you.
Kurt wants to make sure that he looks perfect for you, whether it be going out
the movies or picking up groceries, he wanted to make sure that everyone in the
world knew that he was worthy enough to be with you.
Who is the
most tidy and organized?
He is! Most of the cleaning that is done around the house is done
by him, meaning that he’s in charge to making sure that everything is put
neatly back in its correct spot. Sometimes for fun while he’s cleaning, you’ll
rearranged some of the items which he just put away, causing him to be quite
confused and puzzled.
Who gets most
excited about the holidays?
You both do! Upon realizing that Kurt has not celebrated a proper
Christmas or any other holiday, you vowed to celebrate them all with him. From
birthdays to Valentine’s Day, both of you go all out with decorations and
festivities and despite how exhausted you are at the end of the day; it’s all
worth it to see that amazing smile on his lips.
Who is the
big spoon/little spoon?
It depends. At times, Kurt enjoys being the little spoon,
especially when he has nightmares. However, at times he wouldn’t mind cuddling
with you in his arms.
Who gets most
competitive when playing games and/or sports?
You are! Kurt really isn’t that competitive when it comes to games
and such. Honestly, this boy would do anything to see your face light up, so at
times he might lose the small game
that the two of you were playing. However, your melodic taunting and blinding
smile, easily erased his guilt.
the most arguments?
You do! The two of you almost never argue, but occasionally you
will notice something bothering Kurt and it’s only your instinct to pry. You
don’t mean any harm in asking, but if it’s something that is deeply bothering
him, he feels a bit silly bothering you with it. A few back and forth answers
then things become heated, causing the two of you to bicker. In the end, he
knows you have no ill intentions and just wanted to help. A long cuddle session
later, and the argument never happened.
Who suggests that they buy a pet?
He does! It’s not a secret that Kurt is obsessed with animals. But
quite honestly, the number of strays that he brings home, the two of you don’t
even need to discuss buying a pet; you both already have a shelter. But
somehow, he seems to convince you that one more animal inside the house would
not be such a bad thing. And damn, you wished you were not such a sucker for
those puppy dog eyes.
traditions they have?
Both you and Kurt enjoy spoiling each other every chance the two of you get. While, this isn’t really considered a tradition, every year for your birthday Kurt insists on getting you a single red rose and a box of chocolates. And for his birthday, you always insist doing anything that he wants to do, whether it be traveling around the world the entire day or staying in a cuddling.
What tv shows they watch together?
The Big Bang Theory and Seinfeld.
couple they hang out with?
None, most of your friends are single and the two of you would
quite honestly want to spend time together than with your friends.
How they spend time together as a couple?
The two of you have quite busy schedules, so it makes time
management difficult when trying to balance your jobs as well as the other.
Most of the time, you guys spend time together doing completely mundane things,
such as brushing your teeth together in the morning, bringing the other lunch,
or cuddling and having late night talks. It might not be the most ideal way to
be a couple, but somehow the two of you seem to make it work.
Who made the first move?
You did! Kurt was an overall shy person and it would typically
take quite a while for him to fall in love with someone and having the
confidence to admit it, let alone confess his feelings. With all the awkward
glances the two of you were giving each other and the unresolved tension, you
forfeited yourself esteem and not so causally asked him out. After some
stuttering and flushed faces, he said yes.
Who brings flowers home?
He does!This boy loves
bringing you flowers, whether it’s the bouquets or just some he’s been growing
outside, this boy lives to see your face whenever he presents you with the
gift. And sometimes as a gift, you enjoy weaving those flowers into a small
crown and giving them back to him. He wears your creation for the rest of the
day, a smile never leaving his lips
Who is the best cook?
He is! If it weren’t for your busy schedules, you would have him
cook for you every day and for three meals a day. Since he can’t, he reserves
his cooking skills for weekends and special occasions. And more often than not,
if you happened to sleep in on the weekend, he’ll present you sheepishly with
breakfast in bed.
1. “I just made you something you’re highly allergic to and oh my god pls don’t die.”
2. “You caught me jamming to my favorite song and I’m too into the song to really be embarrassed.”
3. “I was waving to my friend behind you and you thought it was directed towards you and now things are awkward.”
4. “I ate way too much before going on this crazy roller coaster and I managed to throw up on your shoes. I’d apologize if it weren’t for the fact I’m too busy emptying my stomach.”
5. “You just saved me from some shady guys at the bar and I had no other way to repay you other then by buying you a kiddie cocktail.”
6. “You just admitted you’ve never seen my favorite movie and I have an existential crisis before adamantly demanding you watch it with me.”
7. “I’ve never talk to you before but I’ve stalked you on social media and you are a bit weirded out on how I know so much in the conversation we’re having currently.”
8. “You try to act cool in front of your friends and I’m laughing on the inside because I know you secretly love watching Disney princess movies and can recite every line of ‘The Little Mermaid’ from memory.”
9. “I know you as my best friend’s crush and I feel like crap because I’m more in love with you then she is.”
10. “I’ve hated you since elementary school for shoving mud down my shirt but you’re now in my high school class and wow your eyes are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
You poor, pretty things, whose prettiness holds only one guarantee: Learn to see yourself as the rest of the world does, and you’ll keep. But left alone, with only your own eyes looking back at you, and even the prettiest things rot. You fall apart like flowers.
Iris Blum, I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives in the House by Oz Perkins
Yes, Aaron, it’s true. Pharaoh has the power. He can take away your food, your home, your freedom. He can take away your sons and daughters. With one word, Pharaoh can take away your very lives. But there is one thing he cannot take away from you: your faith.
Summary: You’re having a relaxing night back at home with a bubble bath, wine, candles and good music to keep you company. That changes when you decide to send a sexy picture to your asshole of ex-boyfriend and when that picture ends up in someone’s phone. More like Captain America’s phone. Genre: Romance/fluff Rating: T Warnings: Swearings 2,095 words
Notes: This was supposed to be a drabble…lmao.
Imagine Person A accidentally sending a nude photo to [friend/boss/ect.] when they meant to send it to B. There goes the prompt! Hope you all enjoy! <3
Lighting on the last smelly candle around your bathtub and
throwing a few relaxing salts into the water, you couldn’t help but sigh
contently as you stepped into the warm water.
After such a shitty day at work, all you wanted from a
Friday night was a warm bath, a glass of wine and some good music to take you
out of the edge again.
Sometimes you’d even think of yourself as an old soul –
while all your girlfriends were out partying and drinking colorful drinks, you
were lying in a bathtub, almost falling asleep with the comforting scent of
lavender filling the room when not drinking some expensive wine you bought
especially for occasions like this.
Even so, you didn’t bother much when they sending you
several texts, your phone crazily ringing as the notifications filled your
Chuckling quietly at their rowdiness, you quickly swiped off
your phone and started typing out a quick reply.
The Secret of Moonacre is a ridiculously cute movie~!! I watched it completely on a whim for background noise and ended up falling in love with it~!! It’s a children’s novel originally, though I haven’t read it, so I’m only familiar with the movie-adaptation of it~!! I so strongly suggest people go watch it~!! I absolutely loved all the characters~!!
AND THESE TWO~!! Maria and Robin~!! If you have no other reason to watch this movie, or somehow end up disliking it, then nonetheless watch it for the COSTUMES!! My gosh, are Maria’s dresses the prettiest things I’ve ever seen and I did NOT do any of her outfits justice in my little sketch~!!
Gah~!! These two were just so perfect…everyone in that movie was perfect!! Please go watch it~!!
When they get engaged Erik buys a beautiful ring for Christine,exactly in all the right measurements.It's easily the prettiest things she's seen(she says besides Erik)but after exclaiming yes they realize the company messed it up and that Erik didn't really have a picture of it anymore(he threw it away so Christine wouldn't find it)she's devastated.But what doesn't know is that Erik made a necklace out of it(he's going to give it to her at the wedding along with a ring)~horror movie anon
Hmm okay I’ve seen a lot of trans guys complaining about the new push back against being called “soft” and I kinda wanna say something about it.
First, I am very soft. I like cute animals and cuddles and my favorite clothes to wear are comfy and sweaters etc. I think that flowers are the prettiest things ever. I cry at 98% of movies. I just cry a lot in general. I’m soft.
And I liked the pushback at first because it was a pushback against *infantilization*. Thats all it was about. We were being infantilized, mostly by cishet girls, on tumblr. And that is absolutely what I was against. I’m not a baby. We’re not babies. We’re men. We have sex. We do adult things. And yes even the soft boys do adult things, surprise!
But somehow the pushback against infantilization got scooped up by the gender essentialists and truscum and now it’s “NO POSTS ABOUT SOFT TRANS BOYS! THEY’RE NOT REAL MEN!” and Y I K E S that was never the intention of this arguement.
I do, honestly, think that tumblr’s trans male representation needs to be more varied. It’s heavy on the soft, thin, white, teenage trans boys and low on everyone else. But I’m not saying that we just stop representing the soft, thin, white, teenage trans boys!! Obviously, they need representation too. We ALL do.
And I feel like that was the original intent of the backlash against being infantilized, but now it’s just gone to shit. Which is why I see so many mlm blogs and trans guys saying that they hate the pushback.
So, again, I still think we need a more varied trans guy tumblr culture (and for infantilizing cishet girls to stay a million miles away from us) but that means that *everyone* is included. Which means us soft boys are *still included too*.