what if i start something with this

I’m turning off anons for a while.

“You’re honestly such a bitch for breaking her heart. If she commits suicide, it’s honestly your fault and I hope you feel guilty for the rest of your life.”

When I was 10 years old my dad committed suicide. What this anon said above is something my mom frequently said to me as a child. One night my mother told my little brother to start cleaning the house ‘for when the people bring the food’ and asked me to sit down next to her as she laid on the couch. She asked me ‘Do you love me?’ I said yes, and she emptied a bottle of pills in her hand, picked one up, and swallowed it. She asked me again, ‘Do you love me?’ I said yes, and she took another pill. I started crying. I tried saying ‘NO I DON’T LOVE YOU’ I tried not saying anything, I tried asking her if she loved me. Nothing worked, she took a pill every time. I cried harder, started screaming and got desperate. I picked up the phone to dial 911, and she yanked the phone from the wall and said ‘You’re gonna kill me just like you killed your daddy. You’re gonna sit here and live with it until the police come because people can smell my body rotting.’ The last thing I remember is quietly checking to see if she was still breathing as she slept.

I am someone who suffers from Anxiety and PTSD and seeing comments like this are very triggering for me. I haven’t been able to stop thinking of that night since some of you have been sending me similar messages. Please think about the things you’re saying to people on the internet. You don’t know what they have been through. We are people, after all, with feelings.

Stop making excuses, just do it!

It all starts with self-love!

  • Take your time to get to know yourself + find self-love. This won’t happen overnight, it’s something you need to practice, build + progress.
  • Stop beating yourself up over things you can’t help. Picking on yourself so harshly for things, overthinking + comparing yourself to people.
  • You can never be anyone but YOU. Instead of being negative about it, start working on making a better version of you. 

‘I have this vision but I just don’t know how to get there because…’

  • Stop with this immediate self-doubt. How can something come to you when you’re not ready to receive it?
  • Getting what you want out of life — you’re the only person who can make this happen for yourself!
  • Hoping, wishing, overthinking, complaining about things you don’t have yet… It’s just a waste of time.
  • Oh, but it’s impossible — Hello? Have you looked around? People are doing impossible things every day. It’s just your mindset.
  • Expand your mind to be open, understand that there are endless opportunities for yourself — that may even come unexpectedly. 
  • Push yourself, work hard + set goals — the sooner your start, the sooner you’ll get there!
  • You need to believe in your vision 100,000%. Back yourself, back your dreams, back your vision!

Setbacks + Failure

  • It’s not the end of the world.
  • We’re constantly moving forward + learning. 
  • Question things + reflect on situations WITHOUT judgment.
  • Learn from your setbacks — build + grow from them. Use them to fuel yourself + move forward.

Tips + Tricks:

  • Writing + journalling — Put your thoughts, feelings, goals, drawings + scribbles onto paper! Express yourself, reflect and be non-judgemental.
  • Self-love + care — Nourish your mind, body, soul + spirit. Push yourself to achieve greatness, but remember to take care of yourself to, on the inside and out.
  • Talk to people + listen — If you have a problem, be vulnerable! Tell someone. Listen to what people are really saying, let them inspire you + take care of them.
  • Acceptance — Accept who you are + be proud! Be open to self-development + learning. Be the best you you can be + accept others.
  • Ask questions, go further — Question yourself + situations. You won’t develop nor learn from sitting on the sidelines quietly.
  • Dream big — Make your dreams outrageous + huge! Persist, persist, persist + never give up! 
  • Never stop giving — Life is all about giving + taking, but mostly giving. Make people feel special, spread your energy, love + support!
Have You Ever (Part 2)

Here it is! Finally, part two of Have You Ever! I truly hope you guys enjoy it cause this one was very hard for to come to terms with and be happy with it! Please let me know what you think! Love, B xx

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“Have you ever lied?”

The question leaves your lips before you can stop it and it starts something you didn’t want to get into, except you do. You want, you need to know if he lied to you. If he lied about how good being with you felt, if he lied about always wanting to fuck you, if every moan and every kiss and every word that left his mouth that night was just an outright lie because he was too scared to tell you he regretted suggesting a fuck in the first place, but most of all, if he lied about loving you.

Unlike the first time you had asked him a question like that, he doesn’t choke on his drink and he doesn’t frown like you’ve just asked him an offensive question - he’s silent, his face unreadable and void of any feelings that might give away what he’s thinking right now.

“Where did that come from?” He asks you, same words that left his mouth all those months ago when you questioned him about fucking someone bare. Harry’s voice is low and serious and it makes you bite on the inside of your lip, nerves and regret making themselves present in your heart.

“Just wondering.” You shrug, turning your back to him and opening his fridge. You need to occupy your hands or at least try and pretend you’re done with the topic, so you won’t have to continue this awkward and excruciating conversation that’s making tears sting in your eyes even though the both of you have barely said anything.

“Yeah, I’ve lied befo’. Everybody has, isn’t it?” Harry offers and you sigh, eyes closing against tears that threaten to escape.

“Have you ever lied to me?”

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got7 reaction to you deciding to become an artist

Jackson:

“Why don’t you draw me like on of your French boys”

Originally posted by got7official

JB:

“ I will fully support you whatever you decide to do in life”

Originally posted by umma-jy

youngjae:

“ I love that you decided to become an artist because I know you are so passionate about It”

Originally posted by dalbitgyeom

jinyoung:

“ I am glad you want to become something you enjoy doing”(ignore the caption)

Originally posted by umma-jy

BamBam:

“Can you paint me nude”

Originally posted by gag-queen

yugyeom:

“ oooohhh you can do a portrait of me right?”

Originally posted by yugybearr

Mark:

“ I am so proud of you for becoming what you’ve wanted to become for so long”

Originally posted by ceohan

Sorry for being so HAITUS lately I will start posting more often

anonymous asked:

Harry looks like such a rockstar, it even comes across in a distant lq video of him walking through the airport lol. I love that cardigan, it's totally him (aka extra and interesting in the best possible ways) I can't wait to see more from that Gucci shopping spree 😋 now that he's back in LA, hopefully we'll start to see more. Who knows what his plans are and when things are gonna start rolling, but I have no doubts that it's all going to be exciting to follow 🌠

His walk is so mean, and every jaw drop, when he’s in that Gucci cardigan alright (alright)

There’s something about Harry and airports that makes him look like the love child of a rock god and a catwalk god, I mean….

(x) (x)

That’s some good shit right there 👌💯

Just Stop ~ Jack Maynard

Characters: Jack X Reader

Word Count:

Summary: Jack and Reader spendning the day in bed messing around and cuddling

Requested: Yhas


Groaning Jack woke up, blinking his eyes he sat up on his elbows letting his eyes roam around the room until they landed on the sleeping figure next to him. Smiling he relaxed himself back down on his side and started placing kisses all over your face.

You’d been sleeping peacefully, when you could feel something warm and damp brush against your nose, then cheek and before you knew it you were giggling opening your eyes to your boyfriends face and cheeky smirk.

“Babe, what are you doing?” You yawned.

“I was bored.” Jack pouted over dramatically.

Laughing you rolled onto you back, “Now you know how I feel when you’re still sleeping.”

Picking your phone up, you groaned when you saw it was nine in the morning, “Why the fuck is you up so early.”

Jack sighed, resting his head in the crook of your neck, “I need to go apartment hunting.”

“Found any you like yet?” You questioned.

“There’s one, it’s alright but its thirty minutes away without traffic…” Jack went into detail about the apartment that you knew he didn’t want but it was good enough for him.

You also knew he didn’t want to be so far away from you, you had been together for two years now and you lived a five-minute walk from the apartment he lived with Josh and Conor.

“Move in.” You blurted out, stopping Jack talking about the neighbours.

“Wh-what?” Jack asked confused.

You turned onto your side, so you were facing him. “Move in with me. Think about it Jack, you spend most nights at mine and you have half of your stuff as it is, you won’t be so far out from the rest of us, move in with me.”

“You sure?” Jack grinned sitting up.

You sat up to grinning twice as big, “For fucks sake Jack, move the fuck in. I’m not asking, I’m demanding.”

Jack tackled you into a hug pushing you both back on the bed, “I love you.” Jack mumbled before leaning down and kissing you.

The kiss started to get more intense when Jack suited himself between your legs, Jack tugged on the bottom of your tank top, telling you he wanted it off. Just as you broke the kiss to pull it off, Jack’s phone rang causing Jack to groan and you to sigh.

“Hello?” Jack spoke lying back down. “About that…I’m going to have to cancel all the appointments…. I found a place to live…With Y/N….shut up…. bye Lexi.”

Jack put his found down before climbing back over you, ticking your sides. “Jack stop!” You laughed. Jack kept tickling you, while you died in laughter. Tears rolling freely your face, “Just stop.” You wheezed causing Jack to laugh rolling onto his back with you on top grinning at him.

“Do you know what I’m thinking?” You grinned.

“Let’s have sex?”

“What, no. Stop being a horny bastard. I think we should go collect all my junk food and have a day in bed.”

Jack pretended to think about it, “Hmm… I think that’s a great idea Miss Y/L/N.”

So that’s how you and Jack spent your day, laughing, snapchatting and at one point you had a competition who could put so much popcorn in your mouth, which Jack made a lovely innuendo when you won.

Once it got to around eight, you were both cuddled up in bed with pizza and Chinese as you both wanted both.

“Hey baby.”

“Yeh Jack?”

“We need more days like this.” Jack pecked your forehead.

You smiled kissing his neck, “Once you move in we can have as many days like this as you want.”

“Maybe I want days like this, with you for the rest of my life.” Jack grinned.

“Maybe I want that too.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too Jack.”


like i’m officially using this as my “it doesn’t matter if you’re awful at something, hop on the train and do it anyways because once you start, if you keep going, you’ll only get better” example because

keep in mind

this was my very first vocaloid song, like let me very specifically point out mayu’s english pronunciation

and then a little less than 4 years later i throw this out on the internet again specifically pointing out flower’s english pronunciation 

and out of those 4 years i’ve maybe only done 7-ish examples of using japanese banks to sing english? compare to the, what, 50+ times i’ve finished something with vocaloid total? so in comparison i really haven’t done that much like

i’m not trying to sit here and be like “lmao tho look how much i’ve improved i’m bragging hahaha”, i’m just saying i was sosososososo close to not uploading cure and just forgetting about the idea of producing sO Y’ALL JUST GGGGET ON THAT TRAIN AND DDOOO IT

“sex with you is like being eaten by a wolf” is probably something Sherlock would say during sex with John after watching the trash™ show that is Apple Tree Road because he thinks that’s what you’re supposed to say and I bet John would just start laughing so hard wow 

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THANK YOU FOR OVER 1600 FOLLOWERS!

So, well, wow?? I have no idea what to say————— This really means a lot to me; you peeps mean a lot to me. Thank you, all 1600+ of you, so much for being here! I’d like to thank each and every one of you that had decided to stick by this blog for the past few years, and all of you that has joined in during this adventure. Thank you for being here, thank you for being absolutely wonderful and making this experience a very enjoyable one, and thank you for essentially making this blog what it is right now and for helping it grow. Looker was my first attempt at roleplaying in the tumblr community, and when I started the blog I was terrified. Terrified that I wouldn’t find any writing parters and friends, terrified that I’d do something wrong, and terrified over the sheer fact that I was booting up this blog. But here we are, a few years later, and that gut feeling I had back in the day was proven to be completely wrong. I’ve been fortunate to meet so many amazing people and gone through wonderful experiences with all of you. You’ve inspired me and helped me grow; both as a writer and as a person. For all of you, I hope to grow as a writer and roleplayer to keep you entertained! I’m so grateful that I’ve had the chance to contribute something to this community, together with so many amazing writer. Thank you guys for being around, I wish you all the best and love all of you.

I’m 500 % that I’ve managed to forget some absolutely amazing blogs in this list, and by no means is this list exclusive. I adore absolutely every single one of you, and seeing you around is a blessing.
Thank you for being you, and for sticking around!

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————— AND, OF COURSE, YOU !!

I’m writing this idea down here so then I don’t start writing it as a multi-chapter fic because I don’t have time for that.

So I know the fandom likes to think that Robbie has powers because he is partly fae, but what if he was just a regular human/villain until one day he gets in a lab accident. Suddenly he can teleport! At first he thinks this a great tool to use to get rid of Sportacus because it’s a typical superhero origin story. “If I become a better hero than Sportaflop, then Lazytown won’t need him anymore and he’ll feel so useless he’ll leave town forever!” 

Robbie begins to use his tech to listen and watch the town to find danger before Sportacus’ crystal can tell him someone is in trouble. He gets into a new disguise/superhero costume and teleports to the scene to save the day before Sportacus even arrives. All the children are super excited and thrilled to have a second hero in their town. They instantly invite him to play and bake him things to say thanks because this hero can eat sugar. 

Sportacus of course knows it’s Robbie because honestly he always knows and the mask and cape can only hide so much of Robbie. But Sportacus is thrilled to see Robbie doing good things and enjoying the company of the kids now. Robbie keeps throwing snide comments about being the better hero and Sportacus just agrees that Robbie is amazing and he’s so happy to have a new super friend. Robbie doesn’t know how to feel about that.

He gets so caught up in his new hero identity that he forgets about being a villain until the kids start to warn him about Robbie Rotten’s tricks. Then Robbie has to stage a huge fight between himself and his hero identity. Sportacus is very amused. 

Eventually something would happen that Sportacus needs saving and Robbie does the deed. Sportacus actually calls him Robbie and not his hero identity when he thanks him with a kiss. 

And that’s how Lazytown gets two slightly above heroes that start dating each other and watching over all the children. Even if one of those slightly above heroes still decides it’s fun to teleport behind his boyfriend to touch the butt and then teleport away before he can be scolded.

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i reached 300 followers today, which is something never expected when i started using tumblr 

thank you all so much, you support means so much to me

  • Remind me that you love me...
  • Teacup13 & Allwordsunspok3n
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Remind me that you love me, because my heart has been feeling void of those words lately.. and my brain attempts to explain to my emotions that they aren’t always right but they don’t seem to listen to reason, they never have. And so, I tell my feet to travel to all the places we had memories together, hoping to somehow relapse my emotions back to the times we were together.. I tried to find you in the things you weren’t, and I regret it every time I feel that bitter sense of longing in the air.. I didn’t mean to lose you, or push you away,.. but your hands were never mine to hold and I never seemed to have your heart the way you had mine.. and when I closed my eyes I swear I could see your face but now I’m starting to forget what you looked like. Maybe that’s a good thing because you can’t miss something you don’t remember, right? But, if you do.. still love me.. tell me? Because my emotions aren’t accepting that you’re gone, and even though my mind is moving on, my heart isn’t listening to my thoughts

- And maybe, one day.. you’ll come back to me

The first cut hurts like hell because these days are always preparing us for eyes that will never look twice, hands that always leave, and lips that lie faster than gravity swallows up the stars. we stand in front of mirrors alone and expect to find love beside the prologue. I looked outside of myself for meaning, but all I feared became the years you’re outgrowing - the vision beyond the pocket I have kept is neatly folded in. I can feel my lips getting progressively worse, and I would text the moon about loneliness, but I have run out of lessons to keep my tongue cool. I push everyone away and wonder why silence always wants a divorce. I’ve been dislocating the parts of me you’ve been okay loving, the days you see more sun than tears trying to grow a garden out of symphonies I never learned to hear. I listened to your words, not your thoughts. I held your hand instead of your heart. There’s nothing you could say that would hurt more than never hearing from you again.

- And I know I’m growing into a walking apology, but in what scenario do I get to keep you?

So find me in our epitaph and I’ll resurrect our love with forgiveness, because you never knew how to accept what I had to offer and I never knew how to gift you the things you were so afraid of. Commitment was like Russian roulette with a barrel pressed to your head, and I unknowingly kept pulling the trigger, so, forgive me. I never knew your past haunted your thoughts of me, and I didn’t take the time to learn from my mistakes. We fell for each other never understanding how to stand for ourselves in the first place, so it’s not fair to only blame yourself when we hit the ground. You did not lose me love, we simply lost track of each other in our own darkness, and I am still trying to find the light to our souls. So please, remind me of what once was and maybe, just maybe we can go back and do things differently because while you long for me,.. I look for you.. Other eyes don’t shine as bright and your light always grew so warm in my arms, come find me. I will stay with you, if you want to try again.

- But promise me you’ll stop apologizing for both of our sins.

Collaboration with @teacup13 (Italics) and @allwordsunspok3n (Normal)

For Rebekah:

July of last year I started to fall into a hard depression. It got to the point where I had no interest in anything and could not bring myself to do any of the things I previous enjoyed. When I started to try to pick myself up by trying to do things that I know I liked, I went to YouTube trying to find the gay pilot, and found your TJLCE video on it. After watching I was introduced to TJLC and completely threw myself completely into it. Watching your videos made me feel joy for the first time in a long time and it introduced me to something that would bring me back to feeling okay again. No matter what is canon and what is not, TLJCE made me feel okay for the first time in months, and it helped bring me out of depression. I owe all of that to you Rebs. Thank you so much for your amazingly intelligent, welcoming, and wonderful videos that introduced me to the thing that would help save me. Your work is incredible and I will always be so thankful to you.
Thanks for everything Rebekah!!!!!
-Samantha (@sameeramirez)

I really hope they start giving this guy funnier lines because right now he’s not quite on Peridot’s level of incompetent villain.

Oh wow damn.

Marco’s going in.

MARCO HOLY SHIT.

That’s… Jesus kid.

I guess he really can take care of himself.

Wouldn’t that mean that he’s hitting both their necks?

Or both their…. shoulders?

Ah yes, the fabled gay beam.

I remember that.

Did she just say…. something about hallucination?

Star what did you do.

JESUS STAR.

I’M PRETTY SURE THAT’S NOT LEGAL IN THIS STATE.

When you and the fam got that cool squad pose going.

@joelsweet replied to your post: send me a soft yoi hc for a flashfic!! ♥♥♥

Viktor loves trying to cook for Yuuri, but he isn’t very good at it. Like, we’re talking ashes of food and smoke alarms going off. He was just trying to do something nice for his husband :’)

((*prayer hands emoji, crying one tear* y’all know what i like,,,,,,,♥♥♥))

Yuuri wakes up to the sound of the fire alarm.

He hurries out of the bedroom, adjusting his sweatshirt and putting on his glasses. Makkachin is barking and Yuuri’s eyes are slightly out of focus. The moment he gets downstairs, he starts yelling. “Victor! Victor, are you here? We need to get out!”

Brown eyes lock onto the sight of Victor, who looks appropriately guilty, a spatula in his hand, smoke billowing around him. As soon as Yuuri makes sense of the scene, seeing that Victor’s coughing and his blue eyes are full of tears, he sighs and goes to the closet for a ladder.

Yuuri hurries to take the batteries out of the smoke alarm while Victor babbles excuses. He just rolls his eyes and calms the dog, opening all the windows and letting Victor trail behind him with a wobbly lower lip.

Once the apartment is halfway decent and they apologize to their upstairs neighbors for the racket, Yuuri sighs and gives his husband a look of pity.

“So,” Yuuri says, putting his hands on his hips. “What’s this all about?”

Victor immediately bawls, digging his face into Yuuri’s shoulder. “I wanted to surprise you, you know? Like you did last weekend, making me breakfast in bed…”

Yuuri quickly loses his will to be cranky with Victor and puts his arms around the silver-haired man’s back. “I know you can’t cook, Victor.”

Stubbornly, Victor murmurs, “I wanted to try. How else am I supposed to spoil my darling husband?”

His husband snorts, putting a hand on Victor’s hair and smiling. “You don’t have to spoil me. It’s okay.”

After they hug and kiss soppily, comforting the whining Makkachin, they move to the disaster zone. Yuuri doesn’t have a clue how Victor went so wrong with eggs and toast, but all he cares about is getting it out so their apartment doesn’t continue to smell like death.

Victor squeaks when Yuuri lifts the pan and heads to the trash. Yuuri gives him a wilting look and Victor sighs. “Not a chance I’m eating this.” Once he sees that Victor’s about to pout and say something cheeky, Yuuri heads to his side and pecks Victor’s cheek. “I’ll teach you how to do the simple stuff next weekend, and we can cook together. Okay?”

The older man perks up immediately, throwing his arms around Yuuri and making the shorter man wheeze. “I love you, Yuuri! I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Yuuri says, putting his right hand over Victor’s arm. “Now let’s get this cleaned up.”

Can’t Act Anymore//Jace Wayland Imagine

The second you saw golden blonde hair and the Jace Wayland’s arm on Alec’s shoulder,youknew that something went wrong on a mission that day.You suddenly started to run to them after you whispered Jace’s name.When you arrived where they were,Alec couldn’t resist on Jace’s weight so Jace struggled with walking.But you hardly grabbed him so he didn’t fall.

‘’What happened?’’You asked to Alec while Jace was breathing fastly but weaker.

‘’The demon pushed him against the wall.While doing that demon’s claw cut his chest.He lost a lot of blood but I somehow managed to stop the bleeding before he passed out-‘’

You grabbed Jace and he started lying on the flor but you grabbed his head and put it on your lap.He hardly opened his eyes.

‘’Y/N?’’He whispered.’’I’m okay…’’

‘’Not now but you will be.’’You said erasing the dirt on his forehead.You looked at how much pain he had and that destroyed you.After 4 years of liking him afar and him not knowing it killed you inside but seeing him in pain literally destroyed you.

He smiled weakly then held your hand.

‘’Let’s take him to the infirmary room Alec.Come on.’’You said letting his head go softly.Alec grabbed him and you called Izzy while you were going to the infirmary room.

After calling Silent Brothers for help and 2 hours of treatment,Jace was put in sleep,and carried to his room.You refused to go back to your room and went to his.

You sat next to him for hours,just watching him while he’s asleep.His blonde hair shined and all you wanted to do was stroking it.So you did.

3 hours later Jace opened his eyes.

‘’Y/N?Why are you here?I’m okay.’’He said looking at you.

‘’I know,I just wanted to be here.I couldn’t sleep,I was worried about you.’’

‘’I know how that feels.’’He said.’’It happens to me too when I’m worried about you.’’

You gave him a confused look.When he’s worried about you?’’Wha-‘’

He cut you off.’’Nevermind,can you help change this bandage?It’s already way too bloody.’’

‘’Yeah sure.’’You got a new bandage from his nightstand and started to remove the ol done.While you removing the bandage,you gave yourself time to look at him.You looked at his runes,scars,abs.You realized that you loved every inch of him unconditionally.The time you have given yourself ended with Jace grabbing your hand.

‘’I’m sorry,I can’t do this.’’He said.

‘’What?’’

‘’I can’t just sit here acting like I’m chill while you’re so close to me.I can’t act like I don’t feel anything while everywhere you touch tingles.I’m sorry,I can’t act anymore.’’

You were still next to him on his bed on your knees.You hand was so close to his cheek and he was still holding it.The things he said made you frozen and the only thing you could say was ‘’Then don’t.’’

The second you said that he smashed his lips into yours after looking at them for a good ten seconds.You wrapped your arms around his neck and wrapped his around your waist.That’s what his lips tasted like you thought.The question you spend thinking about it for ours was answered.

When you pulled away from the kiss,he was still holding you close to his body.

‘’The moment that I saw you,4 years ago when you came to instutute,I thought that I never saw nobody sparkled the way you did.And 4 years later,still to this day,you are the only thing shining to my eyes.’’He said whispering.

‘’I remember that day.One of the most unforgettable days in my life.Sometimes when I look at you I still see that bold blond 13 year old dude who I fell in love with.And after 4 years I still love you just like the moment I saw you.’’

‘’I love you too.’’He said before giving you a soft kiss and smile.Looking at those beautiful eyes without trying to avoid them was all you’ve ever wanted in life and you got it

Jace Wayland has been always unpredictable.He would go to missions without saying anything or asking permission.He would break the rules every once in a while even without thinking.But you would always be there to pack him up when he did something wrong.

anonymous asked:

What do you think the ideal partner for Jacob is?

Ohhhhh I knew it would only be a matter of time before I got this question heh.

((This is long, as this is something I’ve also thought about for a while- you have been warned!))

Let me first start off by saying this: yes, I do have a description for his ideal partner, but I hope none of you get disheartened by it. I treat Jacob more so as a person and not a character, and as we all know people just have better chemistry with other people vs others. Just because you may not be a person’s ‘type’ does not mean you aren’t an amazing person worthy of a healthy, happy relationship! 

So, now, for Jacob’s ideal partner:

Definitely someone who’s going to give him a run for his money in the sass department. He want’s someone who’s not afraid to speak their mind and be feisty if it calls for it. Jacob is a rule breaker, but he also highly values a person who will not sacrifice who they are because of society. This comes both from his trainings as an Assassin and just his personality, as we all know Jacob is most certainly not afraid to be expressive with his thoughts either. (And, remember- he grew up with Evie, so he is highly aware in a woman’s case that they can still be a lady while not doing such ‘lady-like’ things). Sass and wit go hand in hand, by the way. Everyone wants someone intelligent of course, but in Jacob’s case I would say more a sense of cleverness and wit is what he’s really after. (But, Jacob wouldn’t mind his partner introducing him to new experiences too and teaching him the complexities of the world- and maybe getting him to appreciate the finer arts in a different light). 

Along with being sassy, it’s also a must his partner is playful (and a sense of humor is a REQUIREMENT). Literally, they gotta have at least a semblance of having the same sense of humor. Being able to laugh at this idiot will not only cause him to fall in love with them in .00002 seconds (as barely anyone gets his sometimes more morbid sense of humor), but Jacob is just full of life, and needs someone that can be a kid with him. Tickle wars, pillow fights, you name it, his ideal partner would be right there with him. But also don’t forget the adult version of games too. Strip poker? Hell yea. Drinking games? Absolutely. Strip teases and lap dances? YES (Jacob low-key loves giving and receiving both of those). 

But not everything is fun and games. His ideal partner I would imagine must be immensely compassionate and loving, as Jacob is quite needy. He may act tough, but trust me when I say he’s honestly nothing more than a whiny baby. All I’m saying is they must be a rather physical person. He needs someone he can come home to that will be willing to cuddle for hours, run their hands through his hair, and leave tender kisses along his skin. Jacob never really had a motherly or doting figure in his life, and that makes me believe he would definitely try and find that in a partner. So, of course, more ‘motherly’ traits would really draw him in- the culinary skills, (those especially as Jacob can’t cook, so if his partner can’t that would just be terrible), being good with kids, making sure he eats, is always staying safe and taking care of him when he isn’t.

But for real, they would also have to be rather clingy, as then his own clinginess towards them won’t become annoying- (if anything reassuring). And once again, quite doting. The man is very demanding in his attentions, so the first person to really give that to him may shock him, honestly. Jacob has never been prioritized before, by anyone- so for someone to truly be willing to understand him and give him the attention, praise, and approval he so desires and craves would just blow him away. (There are five types of love at play here- and for Jacob the top two are verbal and physical acts of love !! )

Going along with that, communication is key. I’m sorry, but his partner has got to be good in the communications department, or at least in expressing their emotions. I would also say they would need to be highly intuitive, as Jacob is extremely passionate, and so he needs someone to share that with. (The idiot can also be quite closed off sometimes, so his partner would need to be able to see through that and not be afraid to hop right over those walls and slap some sense into him). He experiences a lot of emotions, so if they’re not constantly being talked about, things can go south pretty quick. 

And speaking of passion- yes, you guessed it. His partner definitely, hands down, must be nothing short of passionate. Jacob is an extremely passionate man, so I have to say his ideal partner is someone who can match that, or things may not work out well/get boring. And also- passionate refers to both romance and lust, as I’m not afraid to admit it. Sex with Jacob is off the charts okay. All day every day. Him and his ideal partner would have a hard time keeping their hands off each other- and that wouldn’t fade after the ‘honeymoon’ phase either. Jacob’s love is intense, so for every day he’s together with someone, no matter how many years it had been, he would let them know just how beautiful they are to him every. Single. Day. 

To summarize:

A doting figure who’s proper in the streets but a freak in the sheets. (◠‿◠✿)

I hope I answered your question my lovely! 

In which my uncle responds to my photos from the Women’s March on Boston and I start crying because of fucking facebook.

You know, my father has screamed some horrible things at me over my lifetime, but the reason I know how he really feels about everything I am is because I know what he says about his brother. My mother will generally try to talk him down when it’s my whiny stupid liberal existence he’s enraged over, but not when it’s about my uncle. And my uncle is still (as far as I know) a straight man! Imagine what my father thinks of those extra deplorable things about me! 

I obviously have a different view of how good a man my father may or may not be than my uncle does (since you know, he’s not THEIR father, who my uncle also had to suffer) and I do have some ideas about where the anger comes from, but everything else he said was so validating? Which is a thing I don’t really get from members of my family? And I DON’T KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT IT??? I mean, I feel good about it, obviously, but my brain is very confused because family = fear/anxiety, but this is a member of my family who is actually supportive. A member who I have met like, four times in my life because my father hates so many of the things about him that I share with him. So the crying. 

I don’t know what I’m going to do if my father responds to any of the threads on that post. Especially considering the argument my friends and I had with some asshole who thinks just like he does in the comments above that where I basically outed myself as queer* and assaulted on facebook, which I had never done before. If he does respond to a comment I super hope it’s this one: 

You know, just so we’re all on the same page about exactly how many of the things that I am that he hates. It’s a lot of things. My existence is super inconvenient, which is why some days I feel like I’m only still alive out of spite. 

(* Yes, I did post those Halloween photos where I was draped in Sarah’s bi flag, but I super don’t expect him to get that, given that he gives zero shits about people who aren’t straight and probably isn’t hip to the different flag jives.)

anonymous asked:

What happened with the windvexer account exactly? Did something bad happen?

Hmm, not exactly!

Windvexer grew to a size I never really thought it would grow to.

When you have a smaller blog you can just be yourself, talk to your followers, etc.

Windvexer became more like a public resource and less than a personal blog. And it was really starting to get to me. Everything I did was like putting on a face so nobody would be upset or offended with me.

A couple of things happened simultaneously.

First, I stopped being a witch, so it didn’t make sense to run a witchcraft blog any more. And then, one evening I said, “hey, I’m having a beer!” or something similar.

Someone immediately sent me an anonymous ask that said, TAG YOUR ALCOHOL CONTENT YOU SHITHEAD.

And that was kinda just the straw that broke the camel’s back. I realized that I didn’t need the public image of Windvexer. I didn’t need to deal with highly critical people that examined every post I made for a chance to correct me. So I deleted my account.

Several months later I made Spiritvexer as a personal blog.