*Wonders why people that are being served literally everything they want on a platter by the writers gaf that I’m being bitter about it on my blog*

Hi there. I know you’re a big Sam fan, so I was wondering if you might have any advice along the lines of what fic writers tend to miss when writing him or stuff that makes his voice seem off in fic. I don’t read a lot of fic that has his perspective extensively so I haven’t picked up on anything yet myself, but I’m sure there are things. Thanks!

First of all, thanks for asking this. The only way to prevent the spread of the plague of Sam Abuse is to talk about it like it actually is a fucking communicable disease because that’s really how badly it can take over.

Second, I’m going to direct you to a tag on my blog, #Sam Winchester is BEST Winchester.

Now, this isn’t just so you can reblog literally everything there because I know you want to (he’s so perfect????). Rather, in answer to your question, I think it might be easier to use the posts in that tag as a reference than to say “WELP maybe watch each of the episodes 26 times like I have and you’ll get a better idea.”

(I haven’t watched every episode 26 times.)

And I’m sure I write Sam badly sometimes, so, just, bottom line? I’m not an authority but if you’re gonna give me the opportunity to gently guide you to good Sam writing, I’mma do my best to gently guide the fuck out of you.


Sam Winchester Died For Us.

First and foremost every. single. fucking. time. I will scream about it until I’m dead and gone. Sam chose to throw himself in a hole with the one creature we’re all supposed to fear and as if it weren’t enough to save us from the Devil himself, he also grabbed the second angriest archangel and dragged him with so these two pricks could pick on each other for the rest of time, knowing full well he’d likely be their greatest fucking chew toy in that cage.

And Sam did these things to keep his brother safe, yes. But he also did these things to save all the lives on. the. planet.

One of the main reasons that Sam does things is

Sam Winchester Loves His Brother and Wants Him to Be Happy.

And a lot of what you need to know about Sam comes from the way he was raised – thus a lot of what you need to know about Sam is what kind of man raised him. And we ain’t talkin about John.

The man who raised Sam didn’t know how to raise a kid because he was a kid himself. So he just clung on and did his best and that means he loved too much and too close and so Sam’s formative idea of love is intense. Too much. Too close.

A sad fact is that

Sam Winchester Thinks He is a Dirty Infection.

Even before he knew he was fed demon blood, he suspected something was wrong. And we learn toward the end of Season Gr8 that he actually boxed away and hid a lot of serious sadness and self-loathing and held deep a very toxic belief that he was unclean and impure.

Now as far as writing Sam goes, these are the three blocks of foundation that I find most contribute to standing him on his own and telling a story about him.

If fics don’t remember these things, I usually put the fic down.

Sam feels dirty, Sam loves his brother, and he wants humanity to be free of infections like himself and he wants his brother not to have to deal with his bullshit.

So he saved all. of. us.


Sam is also heavily susceptible to being the absolute King of Best Intentions.

In order to shove monsters and mean freaks off the planet, in order to save people and preserve human life and keep his brother safe, he has done bad things with the best of intentions. That doesn’t mean that his intentions have never gone sour.

Because he’s a fucking human being.

So what I really need from writers is to allow Sam Winchester to be complex and flawed. The way he really is.

He is drawn to power and he has noticed this about himself and tried to check his behavior. He is quick to anger and he has noticed this about himself and tried to check his behavior. He is naturally big and intimidating and so he slouches in his clothes and hangs off his pockets and smiles like a big, cute dope when he looms accepts hugs from short people. Being tall isn’t something he can help, but he knows how to use it by now. He has learned how to make it mean safety and make it mean murder.

So now go back through some eps or through that tag with me.

Watch gifs or watch Sam on mute sometimes. Notice the way he moves.

He can’t help but be sure of where his feet go, and he doesn’t always restrain his physical movements, but he is dorky and hesitant sometimes, the way people are when they’re overjoyed to meet a new dog or something. Like, “I’m bigger than you, so let’s not make this scary, let’s find out how kind we can be to each other.”

Sam bites back words. He stops himself from going in certain directions sometimes and others he just kind of rattles stuff off because he just didn’t engage his filter.

Sam isn’t a people person!!

Sam doesn’t actually play well with others. He was raised to fit in with the normies – he was raised to act. But he’s not wild about hanging out with them. He sits hunched into himself or makes goofy, stilted, comedic movements.

Sam doesn’t understand family dynamics!! It’s something he’s read about in novels and watched on TV and something he thinks he gets and he’s just kind of annoyed by it? Sam is the kind of person who would choose who to love. If he had graduated with his people at Stanford, they probably all would have backpacked Europe together, after, and moved into the same apartment complex and tried to make every week of their lives a Friends rerun. He would want to choose his family.

That’s not to say that the family he has – Dean – is someone he would not choose.

At this point, however, his family relationship with his brother is a pretty unhealthy attachment that he can no longer function without.

This is something that the show doesn’t seem to want to fix, so, frankly, the more fanfic tackles the issue, the better. Because LAWD knows that Sam likes to keep his body healthy. If he could only care that he wasn’t keeping his mind healthy, he’d be in superb shape.

Sam encourages children!!

Sam Winchester grew up raised by another kid. They had tantrum hissy fits when dad wanted them to practice their shotguns and hand-to-hand combat. Guaran-fucking-teed. So Sam doesn’t get the whole innocent children thing. From afar? Maybe yeah. Protecting innocents? Yes, okay.

But when kids are all set to do evil, anyway, he’s like, could you at least grow up doing evil correctly??? Please.

I know I’m skipping around a bit.

But there’s just so much to cover.


You need to remember that this nerd is FUKKEN’ RIPPED. Sam exercises on top of running around and ganking things for a living. He pushes his body to the limit but it’s also likely that he gets up and jogs real early like some absolute fucking fruitbat. STOP SAM WE WANT YOU TO GET MORE SLEEP.

On that note: SAM DOES NOT GET ENOUGH SLEEP. I can basically guarantee that. And it feels too normal to him so someone really ought to shake him out of the habit of only sleeping two hours in a 72-hour period.

Sam eats well. He probably doesn’t keep snacks around to mindlessly eat or pick up candy whenever it’s offered. He probably has two reasonable meals and one Really Good Super Healthy Meal every day. He doesn’t consider hamburgers toxic, but he’s not gonna have a soda if he also eats his fries. That kind of thing. Then, one meal per day? QUINOA WITH GOAT CHEESE ON SPINACH AND KALE WITH A LEMON VINAIGRETTE. Bam. Somewhere Dean is shifting uncomfortably just knowing that sentence exists in the world.

Sam sprawls.

Please make sure that when you apply your Sam Winchester to your scenery, you hit italics on that motherfucker and let him sprawl. He is too long for conventional chairs and I imagine his knees are continually bruised. His back is probably achy.

Sam sprawls on furniture and leans back in chairs and he looks weird and squished when he’s on couches. Please remember this just for my enjoyment, thanks. Please remember, also, that his toesies hang off his bed and that’s really sad and he needs proper accommodations. (I love him so much, I’m heartbroken.)


You guys. I have had Sam-length hair for most my life. Mine is agonizingly curly, though, not a silken wave of bliss.

But I need you to remember that, when he settles down, he tosses his head a little to get it off his neck or away from his face. He pushes it behind his ears and there is ABSOLUTELY a secret length at which it drives him nuts and he has to get it cut. He’s got great boring white boy hair, though, so probably anyone can do it (probably he doesn’t have to rely on one person WHO KNOWS HOW TO DO IT RIGHT AND PAY HER A LOT OF MONEY I JUST DID THIS IT’S VERY IMPORTANT).

Please remember the heaving-bosom thing he does for maximum Samness.

Please remember that Sam is full of cringe-worthy moments of hilarity. He goofs up all the time just like that one time you fell down the entire second half of the Hall 100 stairwell on your ass and literally everyone who has ever hated your guts was watching and got the opportunity to laugh heartily.

He tries to laugh it off but he could proBABLY USE A DAMN HUG AFTERWARD I’M JUST SAYING.

Sam is very, very, intimately familiar with pain, ache, anguish, agony, failure, and desperation. He is suicidal. He is depressed. He does a very good job being functional and trying his best to be happy and there for the people who need him. He does an incredibly good job staying alive under those circumstances. But, again, we circle back around to the fact that Sam blames himself for the evil that was fed into him as a child. Blames himself for the predestined, cattle-prodded, bullshit fate he fulfilled in letting Lucifer out of the cage. And he blames himself every subsequent time there’s been an opportunity to save the world that didn’t quite pan out.

Sam didn’t finish school. If you think this doesn’t bug him, this is understandable because the show kicks this fact around maybe once a year like a deflated soccer ball. If you think this wouldn’t bug someone, then that might mean you haven’t had to pause school for any reason and you don’t know what an absolute joke that can make you feel like. When you’ve proven you’re smart but life doesn’t let you have the stupid fucking paper. So people look at you a certain way and tell you for the rest of time that “employers will think this way about you” and then list the 92 ways in which you are, I GUESSED IT, I WIN, a total failure.

Sam is smart. But he didn’t get the stupid paper. Didn’t get to go be a lawyer. Probably worries that he’s actually just a meathead hunter. He has a passion for being the first to LEARN why some phenomenon is going on. But we don’t reward a passion for learning in this country unless that’s a fakeass line you shove on your scholarship application.

Now, here are some things from fics that need to stop:

  • STOP calling Sam selfish
  • STOP sending Sam to the library
  • STOP making Sam and Cas out to be in opposition (they are LITERALLY friends and PROBABLY brothers-in-law so STOP)
  • STOP calling Sam moose non-fucking-stop
  • STOP writing him as if he looks down on Dean and thinks of him as lesser
  • STOP assuming he wants to make babies unless you write a good fucking reason for a change of attitude because the show as a whole ACTUALLY does not support the six seconds in S08 when he thought he wanted to maybe, possibly, some day reproduce
  • STOP making him super-serious 100% of the time, hello, he is a fucking goofball, it’s adorable

And finally, fanfic is largely about FIXING the inane crap that the show has been pounding down our throats, so feel free to explore the ways that Sam can find what he does not have in canon and what has not been offered to him. I will repeat myself from here:

  • a best friend
  • a life
  • meaningful relationships outside his brother
  • relationships without mourning at their center
  • relationships based on health and happiness
  • romantic attraction and some dates at least ffs
  • a texting buddy
  • a hobby or something i mean goddamn
  • i don’t even care about dogs and i recognize that Sam needs a dog
  • a fucking vacation

One final point:

Sam is powerful, he is so so pretty when he smiles, and, bottom line, he puts other people before himself.

Sam loves us and wants us to be happy.

What is it, huh? Were you afraid to fight for me? Were you afraid of a challenge? Is that why you chose the easier option? Is that why you left for the less stressful option rather than dealing with my pointless outbursts and stupid worries about everything? What was it? Whatever the hell it was or is, I could deal with yours. I could pull through and deal with your jealousy, your temper, your protectiveness. I had no fucking problem. But for you? For you, once one thing went awry you thought it was easier to choose her, because she made things easier on you. Well let me tell you something, baby. Going the easy route doesn’t always guarantee the greatest of love stories. It doesn’t guarantee a love you’ll remember for the rest of your fucking life. And it certainly doesn’t guarantee having the girl you’ve always dreamed of. But of course, it’s your decision. I hope you enjoy the slow ride.
—  Maybe I’ll still be here when you figure out what you want

anonymous asked:

Do you have a link to your Inuyasha fanfics or any recommended fics?

Well here’s my one fanfic with one chapter (I’m currently working on the second chapter at a snail’s pace, so bare with me) and here are my recommendations (mostly InuKag)

But I also have 2 other non-InuYasha fanfics that I really like:

aaaaannnd that’s it! Happy reading!

I had abandoned this blog for quite some time and when I returned I decided to set a follower goal (along with changing my blog style, my url, theme and basically everything) and I recently reached the number and I honestly don’t know what to say except thank you so much. (Also, guys, do you like my banner, I tried to be aesthetic, haha, fail.)

Firstly, thanks to all my followers, even if we aren’t mutuals I love you and my inbox is always open for you.

Prepare for cheesy, overused lines, that come straight from my heart, and no capital letters or commas whatsoever.

bold - mutuals

italics - hover over your url guys
(a.k.a. people I admire and I’d like to talk to u w u)

♥  - fronds (u can also hover over ur url but i won’t be polite, you have been warned)

# - d
17seok // 98hun // baby-baek // baekhyunify // byeolks // chanycol​ // cloudsehun // demonbae // dodyo // doresque // dyocean 

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milktu // milkuei // minseok-tea // ninicrxsh​ // nutellk // oryukdo ♥ // pastelsoo​ // pinkcessjin // poutychen

q - y
queenbaekhyun // reflorescence // saence // sehunnieo // soomakesmeswoon // taoristocratic // theophilus-m​ // umirinos  ♥ // whyhttp  ♥ // yfian // yifantasia​ // yogvrt


- exowriter-net
- xiuhan-net

guys, ily all, thank you for making my dash so great !!

allbouteverything asked:

Hey can you teach me about up10tion???

(im posting this bc i need all my followers to see this and stan up10tion uvu)


up10tion is a 10 member boy group thats set to debut around august (rumoured at least) under TOP media. each member was introduced on a survival type show where they were masked and revealed one by one

this is the fanbase official tumblr where we get the majority of pics and information from and also heres the twitter  

theres even subbed videos from the masked rookie competition how cool is that

some blogs that reblog a lot of up10tion are t2ntop and girigarcon (the up10tion hype team!!) and jellypsgf and i think huivevo and officialhojoon too?

we dont know a lot about any of the members right now, but this is wei and he looks like he knows everything

also the maknae is xiao and get this his name literally means small in chinese….. how adorable is that hes my son

anyways sorry this was short but pls stan up10tion theyre great and adorable and talented 

Luke’s Insecurities About His Body

took this from my main blog and decided to put it here

Word count: 1,000 (originally 998 but it bothered me to just leave it there.)

Rating: Uh, Pg-13 I guess

Warnings: nothing to bad.

Requested: yep.


You and Luke had been best friends out of the womb. You guys did literally everything together. Joint birthday parties, trying weed for the first time, prom, he even manages to take you on a couple tours here and there. Obviously friends who do things together know everything about each other. So it struck you in awe when one night, traveling to the next city, Luke hadn’t said  one word to anyone. He just laid in his bunk below you.

It was well past midnight, all the boys asleep, the only sound was the tires driving on the road and Michael’s occasional snores. You stayed awake, staring at the ceiling trying to think what could be wrong with the blonde.

“Luke. Are you awake?” You call out below you. It was quite for a minute until you heard him shuffling below you.

“Yeah.” He quietly replies.

“Can we talk?” You ask. You didn’t even know if Luke wanted to even be bothered at this time of night. But it hurt you seeing something so upsetting as Luke not being happy. Especially on tour.

“Yeah.” He repeats. You sit up, your feet now dangling over his view and hop down quietly, your feet making a soft thud before crawling into the small space with Luke.

You turned to face him as you wiggled into a comfortable position. He was still in his clothes from performance.

“Okay Hemmings, what’s wrong with you? You haven’t said a word to anyone. Not even when Michael busted his ass in front of all those fans.” The corners of Luke’s lips pulled up a fraction.

“That was pretty funny huh?” His breathe washed over your nose.

“Luke,” You warned, feeling him trying to go off topic.

“It’s nothing really.” He tried reassuring.


“Okay, okay. It’s just. A couple fans kept making stupid tweets about me. Saying things about how everyone’s seen Cal, Mike, and Ash shirtless, or even pantless,” He murmured the last part. “But they have yet to see me shirtless. And all the stress from touring is making me breakout again and it’s hard to feel confident when there’s a billion high definition photos of me and my pimples. I just feel so, I don’t know, ugly. No girl’s gonna want to kiss a pimple infested cheek.” You couldn’t believe it.

Luke Hemmings actually has insecurities. It was so hard to believe because Luke had always been the confident one between the two of you. Hell, you depended on Luke’s confident. And the fact that he’s letting a couple dumb tweets get to him was even more shocking.

“Luke, are you serious?” You ask, fumbling for his hands in the dark. It didn’t take long for him to beat you to it, locking y’alls fingers together. “Luke, there’s always going to be someone who’s going to be a fucking dick, honestly. I get it, you’re a celebrity icon and people are going to pick your flaws out, but you cannot let that shit define you.” Luke didn’t respond and you got frustrated. “Luke!” You whispered-yelled.

“I hear you, dammit!” He whispered-yelled back. “You just don’t understand.” You rolled your eyes with a snort.

“Right. I don’t understand. Your best friend of 18 years doesn’t understand. Okay Luke. Whatever.” You turned over and got out of his bunk, making your way into the pint size kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water. “I don’t understand.” You kept mumbling to yourself.

The next morning you had arrived at the next city and you were going sightseeing with Cal and Luke. You were on Cal’s shoulders pointing out stuff you normally wouldn’t see because of your height when you heard a few snickers coming behind you.

“God, you can see his pimples from back here.” A girl laughed.

“Wonder if he’s even strong enough to lift that stick up on his shoulders like Calum.” Hey! You thought to yourself. I am not a stick! You huffed. But you turned your head to see Luke’s face fuming and fresh tears coming down his face. Before you knew it, he ducked inside a shop you guys were passing by and vanished.

“Cal, put me down.” You ordered. He stopped and you hopped down, going inside the small shop to chase after Luke. You found him sitting alone at a booth by a window. You rushed over to him and slid in the seat across from him. He had his head down on top of his crossed arms.

“Luke.” You softly spoke. “Listen to me. Do not listen to them. Okay? You are strong. Very strong. Who body slammed Ashton into the fridge because he ate the last pudding cup? You did. And it’s okay to have pimples. Trust me, remember when my face had completely broke out and my face basically read braille? You’re young. Don’t let people flaunt out your insecurities. It’s okay to not like your face or your body at days. But that’s all they are, just bad days.” Luke sniffled.

It pained you seeing Luke all sad. Especially since all he does it make sure people are not sad.

But when you felt one of his hands lacing his fingers through yours you smiled.

“Are you still mad at me?” His voice was weary from crying.

“Of course not.”

“Do you really mean that?”

“Of course.” You smiled. Luke lifted his head up. His face had dry tear streaks and his nose was still puffy and red, but he was smiling. That’s all that matter. “C’mon. Calum might think we’re sad fucking.” You said with a laugh. You got out the booth and waited for Luke to get up. Once he did, you stood on your tippy toes and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“If no girl is going to want to kiss a pimple infested cheek, I’ll do it. Their lost.” Luke laughed and brought you in a tight hug. You squealed.

“Shut up, gosh, you’re such a fucking dweeb.” He laughed.


dragon-alpha-sigma-dong asked:

emersea's message had me literally shaking my head bc that's such a case of "white guilt". pls. stop. instead of focusing on whether or not you feel shitty, please realize that's what everyone who isn't white cis deals with that discomfort and sense of shittiness you're feeling from this blog from everyone everywhere. let people who aren't white cis have some space to be happy and noT make everything about making the white cis man comfortable pls omg

anonymous asked:

I complained on my blog about my boobs being too big and the constant back pain that I'm in, and a bunch of porn blogs followed me. After I said something about it, even MORE followed me!! Men are so gross.

i hate men so much they sexualize literally everything

misspentlife asked:

Also, you're a part of the discussion now, so I felt it was fair to ignore your disclaimer. Sorry, not sorry. Search for "private prison lobbyists raising cash for Clinton," please.

[previous ask: blah blah a lot of stuff that people have been sending me nonstop for the past 3 weeks, mostly about low voter turnout helping republicans and republicans winning the general election if bernie loses the primaries being a great thing for the american left]

friend: i have literally heard everything you had to say to me 50 times over. i have had this fucking discussion. i have little to no interest in repeating myself to feed your sense of entitlement and self-righteousness when you literally could have just a) looked through my blog or b) actually read the fucking message on my askbox, which says, markedly, not “i don’t want to talk about this” or “this topic isn’t interesting to me” but “i have already heard what you have to say about this.”

you are not new. you are not original. you are not clever. (no, really.) you are not telling me anything i don’t know.

jesus fucking christ– you honestly think that in a 100k-note post, not a single person out of 100,000 has shared these commonly known facts with me before? get over yourself. you’re boring. the fact that you thought you were entitled to my time and attention is ridiculous. if you’re going to make me angry on a perfectly nice thursday night, at least try to be entertaining about it.

do better.

okaY HI YES. So I just wanted to go ahead & inform people that i will be MOVING TO ANOTHER BLOG & archiving this one because as of late i have been feeling extremely overwhelmed by so many things & it is causing my muse to dwindle for a LOT (with certain exceptions) of threads or just interactions in general. I have been extremely busy with my drama off the internet which has also gotten really overwhelming & i just can’t tend to EVERY single responsibility here as well as there, & at the end of the day this is suppose to be fun for me anyways NOT A RESPONSIBILITY. This means that I will be dropping A LARGE amount of stuff in my drafts unless it is a thread we PLOTTED out extremely OOC wise. I will be working on this new blog pretty much all week being that I want a COMPLETED VERSE PAGE as well as my tags orderly & what not. In this time I will be replying here but EXTREMELY SELECTIVELY, being that again I want to be having fun and not feel like i owe anyone anything. So yes go on about your day ily all i just wanted to inform you.

anonymous asked:

hey I love your blog but you obviously can't tell us everything, and others have lots of different specialities. So can you suggest some good astrology blogs?

oh oh okay some of my favourite blogs who give good info, 

leo-ology make good posts and posts a lot of facts and info

lmaostrology azalea knows her stuff and genuinely learns more everyday and shes a sweetie

hollastrology these guys know what they’re talking about, seriously

astrologymarina knows litereally everything 

astraltwelve also knows everything

moonstrology rikka knows a lot too 

theres more but I can’t think of any more rn sorry!!

anonymous asked:

@ the person who made that post that doesnt seem like its about larry but u apparently decided to make it about larry, thank u for informing us bc now i can delete it from my blog bc it is no longer funny to me

I know. It could literally be about anything but of course it has to relate back to Larry. As everything always does.

This picture honestly makes me smile more than any other; look at his smile, look at how he’s snuggling the lubey spermy shirt, look at how little and cute he looks in my big bed, look at his happy smiley eyes, just look at him oh my god. It’s not difficult to see why I love him. He’s so beautiful. So beautiful. So so so so so beautiful. So beautiful it hurts. It’s like looking at the sun. And I’m so in love with him that sometimes I just find myself crying happy tears when I’m sitting alone thinking about him. Not entirely sure if that’s normal behaviour??? Never have I felt this way about anything or anyone. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted. And everything I never knew that I wanted. I just needed to have this picture on my blog, Matt, I love it so much. It literally fills me with so much emotion that I find it hard to breathe. I love you, I love you, I love you, slapped-my-brains-up-so-high


sorry for not being here!!! work is literally killing my muse, and, as such, i’ve decided not to force it. i don’t want to burn myself out any more than i have to, since work is quite literally taking everything from me. 

as of now, this blog is on a semi-hiatus until my muse returns –– or until i quit my job (in about ~2 weeks). for now, you can find me on one of my other blogs: probably jonathan or davey, quite honestly. that’s where i’ve been hanging out, since i feel more welcome there than i do here, and they’ve kinda become my safe place. 

i’m really sorry for the inconvenience; i just feel that this is what’s best for my mental health at this point in time. 

I am going to make a 3 part communication post :)

It will include literally everything I have ever learned about effective communication from the LDR community, my nursing curriculum and from friends and family.

I wanted to make this post because a lot of the asks I get are about that very thing; how to communicate in conflict, how to communicate desires and how to not be confronting when bringing up certain things you want to discuss. Those are just a few topics I will be covering to give you an idea ^^

This 3 part master post will be something I will refer you to when you ask me a communicative question, but of course I will reply to you as well because every situation is unique and deserves a tailored response.

Give this post a like if you think this is a good idea and comment topics you would like me to cover in the future :)

anonymous asked:

This might sound silly but I get hurt and insecure whenever I read about their ideal types and your ideal girl scenarios hurt me even more ;-; i know it's not your intention though lol but yeah im petty and over sensitive like that idk whY CAN I NEVER FIT IN AT LEAST ONE CATEGORY /sobs

This is a good point - but I would like to point you to the little disclaimer we have on the sidebar of our blog: literally EVERYTHING we put on this blog is fiction.  It’s the work of the writer’s imaginations, and the way we personally see the members, which can definitely vary from person to person.  If you met Bangtan, personally, our opinions would have absolutely no meaning because we’re not them.  So, we could be completely off base!

Another thing is that we write about IDEAL types.  That’s not to say that any of them wouldn’t date someone who wasn’t like that.  My ideal type is Min Yoongi. Am I gonna date Min Yoongi? Probably (definitely) not.  And that’s not because I’ll never meet him, it’s because there are other kinds of people that are good for me. That goes for Bangtan as well. 

Attraction is a very fickle thing, and you definitely shouldn’t base your opinion of yourself off of what we write about Bangtan! Keep your head up, lovely :)

Originally posted by vminv

-Avery ^-^

Hey friends sorry to keep bugging and spamming you with text posts but my older sister just made a blog on tumblr! You should give her a follow if you like Gothic romanticism, horror stuff, harry potter, and esp vampire lore (she literally knows almost everything about vampire history its so cool) 
She’s at snowywhiteghastlypale!
She may or may not be getting me coffee for saying this >u>;;