words can not explain how happy I am

Albert Camus for the Signs
  • Aries: "Deep feelings always mean more than they are capable of saying."
  • Taurus: "There is so much stubborn hope in the human heart."
  • Gemini: "That’s why I like you so much. Your heart isn’t dead."
  • Cancer: "Yes, be patient with me. My heart is heavy."
  • Leo: "Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is."
  • Virgo: "I am on your side. But you have no way of knowing it, because your heart is blind."
  • Libra: "I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say."
  • Scorpio: "I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea."
  • Sagittarius: "How can it be that, linked to such suffering, her face is still the face of happiness for me?"
  • Capricorn: "Words that come from the heart are always simple."
  • Aquarius: "Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being."
  • Pisces: "I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world."
How to do a sigil

Yes hello I am a Alex and this is a thing of how I do a witchcraft. If you do this a certain way feel free to not listen. If you don’t like the way I do it lit, donut do it this way :3 that is all

What is a sigil?

“an inscribed or painted symbol considered to have magical power.” -google
aka a digital or physical painting/drawing/craving/or anything with a design that is given a certain meaning by the person who made it.

What are sigils used for?

The maker draws a doodle (more or less) and charges it with their intent. 

Can anybody make one?

Anyone :3

How complicated does it have to be/look like?

It shouldn’t be that hard or pretty, as long as it pleases you it is fine

What materials do you gotta use?

Whatever you got. digital or physical. Paper and pencil/pen/blood/wax/anything - Wood drawing things/knife to carve
Literally a n y t h i n g

Do sigils have to be aesthetically pleasing?

Nope :3 just has to have meaning it you/someone you’re making it for

Do you have to be a witch to use sigils?

No you don’t. It’s up to you and your beliefs 

Where can you put sigils?

*cracks knuckles* Shoes, binders, behind phone cases, under tables, under chairs, on your nails with sharpies then put nail polish over it, in your car, in a pillow, draw them on yourself (thighs, stomachs, arms, whatever), clothes tags, out of ketchup on your food, literally anything and everything you can think of

Can I cut out a sigil for a keychain or somethin?

Yes, and you can put them on your alter, hang em in a car, etc 

Can you use sigils in spells?

Yes you can, just like tarot cards and oracle cards

Can you have two different sigils for the same thing?

Yes you can (ex.  if you have one for happiness, but want to make another one for happiness, you can draw a different design) (ex. 2- if you see someone make one to ward off depression and want to make one for the same reason, you can make one but with a different design)

How do you “activate” a sigil?

As soon as you draw it, it’s activated. However if you want to give it a little umph, you can bury them, burn them, submerge it in water, etc. If burning you can wafe (is that even a word) an object through the smoke to charge it with your intent

Are sigils used for cursing/hexing too?

Sure can be, up to you and your beliefs/craft

What all can you use sigils for?

Everything. happiness, good luck, help to study, anti*illness*, help your plants grow, help your phone battery last longer, help Kendall to not be a bitch, the list is endless

And finally, how do you a sigil?

  1. Understand what you want the sigil for, I would suggest a simple one at first so I’m going to explain how to do it for happiness
  2. Gather your resources, again I’m doing a easy one so I am going to “use” a pencil and paper
  3. Get in the mindset of the intent you are going for, so this one is happy. Maybe do some stretching before and clear your mind
  4. Now that you’re all razzle dazzled in a happy mood, close you eyes and thing, what shape in happiness to you right in that moment. Do you thing it’s a bunch of lines or even as simple as a heart? Thing about it
  5. Now if you have trouble with step 4 (like I do, ADHD is a lil bitch) play some music that makes you happy or a movie. Does Frozen make you happy? Maybe draw a lil snowflake
  6. Now as fun as it is to draw an elaborate sigil, remember, this can go into your Grimoire or BoS for you to copy onto other things 

The most important thing now,

Magic requires consent

Please don’t put “Make Justin love me”

Instead you can put “Attract someone who would love me that has the same traits as Justin”

Stay safe beans and happy sigiling!

(is that a word)


HEY TAYLOR💗 today has been an AMAZING day.

I just found out the results for my exams that I’ve been working for over the last year and I’m so happy to say my work has paid off and I was able to get STRAIGHT As???!!!!!😭😭 I just want to say that you helped me through everything from studying to the actual exams and when I was struggling, you taught me to never give in and today I’m so glad I never!! A few years ago I was barely holding on and I can’t believe how far I’ve come since then and I honestly could never have done it without you. There are not enough words to explain how grateful I am to have you in my life and as my idol. Thank you for everything, hopefully one day I’ll tell you just how much you mean to me in person.

I love you I love you I love you.

Abbie x @taylorswift

BTS Reacts: Please Don’t Leave Me

Request: I read the request of @yona–hime that you wrote (the “it was only a bet” one) and I wanted to tell you that I absolutely love your writing and creativity. But it left me a little sad and hoping for more. So I wondered if you would be willing to write an apology bts reaction thingy… you know what I mean. It’s in your hands how it’ll end… but I would love to read a bts trying to get you back/apologising type of writing💕

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Seokjin (Jin)

A/N: Kimchi jjigae is kimchi stew in Korean

You pushed around your stew, chewing on the inside of your cheek, gaze lost somewhere between your small plate of kimchi and your bowl of rice.

“How’s your kimchi jjigae?” Seokjin’s quiet yet anything but calming voice rang through the awkward silence.

“Fine,” You winced at your too hasty response and peered up through long eyelashes to catch a glimpse of his reaction. “It’s good,” you added, almost as an afterthought. You mentally kicked yourself.

You set your spoon down and folded your hands neatly in your lap, eyes still trained on his broad form sitting across from you. “What did you want to talk about, Seokjin?”

Your mind ran through the possibilities once again. Since he had texted you this morning out of the blue about meeting up and talking, it was all your mind could focus on, making work and the drive home almost impossible to get through. Your brow furrowed as Seokjin shifted umcomfotably in his his chair, languid fingers coming up to rub soothingly at his forearm.

“I wanted to apologize.” His words fell slowly, almost as if he was forcing them out, dragging them tooth and nail into the deafening silence before him. Before you knew it, words were tumbling so fast from his lips, it was almost hard to make sense of everything. “Look, I’m sorry, (Y/N). I know our relationship didn’t end on a good note, but I thought that maybe, if we worked out some of our bigger issues we could give it another try. Give us another try. You were the one person at the end of the day, I enjoyed talking to, to unload all my stress on, to rant to about, if the other boys were getting out of hand. Hell, you’re almost like a second mother to them, and they miss you, so I was hoping th-”


Wide brown eyes met your hard gaze. You sighed.

“You ended our 2 year relationship over a text while you were away in another country touring. I had no feasible way of contacting you, unless you called me, which you didn’t, not even to explain yourself. All I got was a lame ‘it’s not you, it’s me’.”

You dipped your head to catch his gaze steadfast on the kitchen table, jaw set tight. “I loved you with everything I had, and I still do, but the last 6 months have been a living hell. Because I was convinced that no one else would want me. That my love wasn’t good enough for anyone. Do you know how that feels, Seokjin? To watch the man you loved so fucking much just carry on with his schedule like he didn’t just break someone’s heart?”

“(Y/N), please believe me when I say I am so fucking sorry.” His lips parted, chest rising with emotion, eyes searching for the words that just wouldn’t come.

Tears streamed down your face, ruining the makeup you had worked so meticulously on. “I agreed to meet you tonight to show you that I don’t need you. Just like you showed me that you didn’t need me.” You breathed deeply, throwing your napkin on top of your unfinished dinner. “Forgive me when I say this, Seokjin, but I will not let you hurt me again.”

You stood from your chair, and headed towards the kitchen door. You turned back towards him, almost regretting catching a glimpse of his fallen face. “Thanks for dinner, Seokjin.”

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Yoongi (Suga)

[8:33pm] You: you almost here?”

[8:35pm] Yoongs☕: what are you talking about

A disbelieving snort and an eye roll later, you typed the frustration into your phone. You readjusted in your bar stool.

[8:35pm] You: Yoongi

[8:36pm] You: you promised me drinks tonight.

[8:36pm] You: remember???

You set your phone down on the bar and resisted the urge to rub your face in irritation. You faked a smile at the bartender and held up your hand for his attention. “A Jack and Coke, please.”

You phone lit up in the hazy light of the bar and you immediately answered it with a sigh.

“(Y/N), don’t hate me. I completely forgot about tonight.”

Yoongi’s deep timbre rang through your phone. Namjoon’s low voice barely registered through the back noise and your heart sank. He wasn’t coming tonight.

You nodded at the bartender as he set a napkin and your drink down. “I’ll start a tab.” You forced another smile.

Are you already there?”

You swallowed hard. “Yeah. I am.”

“Shit, baby, I’m really sorry, but I can’t make it tonight. We’re almost finished with this track and-,”

Save it, Yoongi.” The calm in your voice surprised even yourself. You sipped at your mixed drink, the burn easing your nerves only slightly. “I think we need to talk.”

An almost impatient sigh came through and irritation sparked anew in your chest. “Can it wait, (Y/N)? We’re a little busy and the PD’s want the vocals recorded by tomorrow.”Burning hot anger burned it’s way through your logic and reasoning.

“Whatever, Yoongi.”

[12:03am] Yoongs☕: what did you want to talk about

[12:17am] You: loose my numberrr

[12:17am] Yoongs☕: are you drunk?

[12:18am] You: I’m mildly offenddedd

[12:19am] You: but a little yes

You groaned at the vibrating of your phone staring at the too bright screen. “What?”

“(Y/N), why did you want to talk? And why are you drunk?”

“I’m drunk because at least the bartender will pay attention to me. At least he can pretend to give a damn about my day.” You tried your hardest not to slur your words, to control your volume as much as possible. You exhaled a deep breath. “I think we should split up.”

“Baby, you’re not in your right state of mind.” What little patience Yoongi had at the end of a long day was wavering. “Go home, get into bed, and I’ll call you in the morning while you’re trying not to puke up your breakfast.”

“I’m being serious, Yoongi.” You prided yourself in how sober you sounded in that moment.

Silence. “Is that really what you want?”

You nodded before realizing he couldn’t see it. “Yeah,” was your quiet answer.

“Can we at least have coffee tomorrow afternoon to talk?”

“Yeah, if you don’t flake out like all the other times,” you snorted too loudly into the phone.

Yoongi uttered his words, dull pain laced through them. “I’ll see you tomorrow,(Y/N).”

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Hoseok (J-Hope)

You watched your iced coffee with feigned interest as you spun the straw in circles, chewing on your bottom lip.

“So, um…how’s work going?”

You cringed at the awkward ice breaker, conversation so dead you could beat it with a proverbial bat. You stopped your straw, picking up your beverage and taking a quick sip as if stalling for more time. You set it down on the outside table with a thunk. “Fine.” You managed out. “Busy, as always. How about you?”

Hoseok nodded as if it would single handedly cure the awkward tension. “Same.” A stiff chuckle forced itself from his lips. You sighed.

“Look, Hoseok.” You met his normally larger than life expression now replaced with a deep set frown and a nervous twitch of his lips.

“Hobi is fine-”

Hoseok,” The look of hurt that washed over his face was hard to take in, but you pushed through. “I’m not sure why you called me out of the blue like this, but your voicemail wasn’t very clear. What did you want to talk about?”

Hoseok expelled a deep breath, running a hand through his unstyled hair. “I wanted to talk to you about…us.”

“Hoseok, there is no us. You made that clear when you left me.”

“(Y/N), I messed up. I thought that I would be fine after we split, but I’m not. I’m not as happy as I used to be, even the fans have started to notice.”

You rolled your eyes. “It’s still about the fans. It was always about the fans. That’s what tore us apart, remember? You said I was too jealous.”

“Look, I know, but if we could just give it one more chance, I think we could really work out. It was so easy to be with you and you made even the little things so fun and-,”

“So you’re bored now, is that what this is?”

“No, (Y/N), just listen to me!” Hoseok’s brows furrowed further in frustration as he reached for your hand in your lap. You closed your eyes, willing your heart to slow at his touch.

“Hobi,” You hated the pleading in your own voice. “We’ve had this argument so many times, it’s painful at this point.” You met his large eyes with your own. “Your fans are important to you, as they should be. We broke up for a reason, and maybe later on in life, when things have settled down, this could really, really work. But right now, we can’t.”

Hoseok blinked back tears at the finality of your words. He nodded, at nothing in particular, as he let go of your hand and stood from his chair.

“I’m sorry, Hoseok.” Your voice barely broke a whisper. “But this is the way it has to be.”

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Namjoon (Rap Monster)

Warning: Intended mental health issues

“Baby, just talk to me. Tell me what’s on your mind.” Namjoon’s soft words made your skin itch with irritation.

“Don’t,” A soft warning that you prayed would carry all your mixed feelings. You pulled your knees up to rest your chin lightly on them and closed your eyes with a sigh.

“How can I make you feel better if you won’t let me inside your head?” He ran his large hand up and down your leg soothingly.

“Shit, Namjoon, don’t you think if I knew, I would tell you?! I can’t even fucking explain the shit that goes through my brain, let alone try and make someone else understand it!” You stood up from the couch, letting his hand drop and paced in the small room of his studio.

“How am I supposed to make you happy when I can’t even be happy myself?” Words that were meant for only yourself carried over to Namjoon’s place on the couch easily.

“What are you saying?”

You stopped and turned towards him, heart stampeding through your chest. “Maybe it’d be best if we took a break.”

“Baby, if you would just let me help you, just…try! I don’t want to lose you; you don’t need to be alone at a time like this.” His brow furrowed, hands flailing in front of him, desperately trying to get his point across.

You laughed dryly. “Namjoon, you could have anyone you ever wanted, yet you chose to stay with a screw-up like me. You can’t be happy in this. I’m not happy in this.”

You searched his dark eyes filled with nothing but confusion and a desperate need to understand you. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes.

“Just give me some time to figure myself out. That’s all I’m asking.”

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“Jimin, there is nobody else!” You threw your hands in exasperation, your phone settled between your place and his on the couch.

“Then who is Jaehoon?” he shot back, voice dripping with accusation.

You stared blankly, lips parted. He can’t be serious, right?

Jimin,” You sighed and rubbed at your forehead. “That’s my dance instructor. You’ve met him.”


You looked up, his eyes focused hard on the space between you. You cocked your head to the side, a learned irritated habit you had picked up from one of the boys. “’Oh’? That’s it? No ‘I’m sorry’, no ‘I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions so fast’?”

“Look, (Y/N), I’m really sorry, I’m just under a bit of stress-”

“This isn’t the first time this has happened, Jimin.” You desperately wished he could understand how frustrating it was to always be accused, to always be questioned. “We’ve had arguments so similar to this, I can almost predict when and who you’re going to accuse me of being with, or why you think I don’t love you or whatever it is that day. I know you’ve had trouble with others in the past, but I just wish you wouldn’t doubt me. It hurts.”

Jimin’s gaze never left the couch cushion. You pushed on quietly.

“I think it would be best if we took a break until you can get yourself straight.”

Your boyfriend’s head shot up, usually soft eyes filled with surprise and hurt. “What? I can work through this (Y/N), just give me some time, but please don’t leave me like this. I can change, I swear.”

“Then prove to me you can. I still stand by what I say; a break would be good for us,” You hated the hurt that was written plain as day on his face, the glossed over eyes that refused to shed tears. “It’ll be good for you.”

“You don’t get to decide what’s good for me, (Y/N),” Jimin’s low growl was barely audible.

You squeezed your eyes shut, shoving down the irritated tone you hoped wouldn’t come through. “Then do it for me.”

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Taehyung (V)

You sighed deeply, eyes trained to the carpet. You didn’t know how much longer you could do this; your self confidence was deflating.

“But I don’t understand, (Y/N).” Taehyung’s deep voice sent chills down your spine, pain almost palpable in his question. “What did I do?”

Fresh tears streamed down your reddened cheeks. “Tae, you didn’t do anything. It’s me.” Sobs escaped your throat on your last words, You felt Taehyung’s hand rub soothing circles in your back. You gulped back the rest of your sobs, desperately trying to calm yourself. This was only going to get harder.

“I can’t make you choose between me and your career. I can’t do this anymore, Tae.” You looked up to Taehyung with pleading eyes, hoping he would understand the position you were in. “All the secret meetups, the covering up, I….it’s too much. I’m ready to settle down, and you can’t do that just yet.”

Taehyung’s chocolate brown eyes searched yours for any kind of solution. “I…I can change, (Y/N). I can make more time for you, I’ll talk to my manager about us being public.” He licked his dry lips. “Just please….please don’t leave me.”

You played with your fingers, more than anything wanting to reach out and comfort the man you had been in love with for the last year. You closed your eyes and sighed softly.

“Taehyung,” You called out his name, no honorifics, no nickname, just him. “You’ve given me the most amazing year of my life. Seriously, you’ve given the chance to experience things I could have never dreamed of.” You smiled at him, full of gratitude and fondness. “But I think it’s time we went out separate ways.”

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Jeongguk (Jungkook)

Warning: Mention of issues with self worth

You pinched the bridge of your nose, frustration clouding your judgement. You puffed up your cheeks and blew out air.

“(Y/N), I thought we were happy?”

“No, Jeongguk. You were happy. You were too caught up in your job and your own self to see how bad it was. How much I’ve suffered through this. I’ve been called every name under the sun by people who don’t even know me. By girls younger than me. You told me the fans would respect our relationship and I truly believed that, because of how loyal they are to you. But you were wrong. I was wrong.” You breathed raggedly through your nose, trying to calm yourself down. “You may be used to this life, but I’m not. I can’t.”

Jeongguk’s wide eyes narrowed slightly, trying to find the words he desperately wanted to say. “(Y/N), I-I can fix this. Just tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it. I’ll deal with the concequinces later.”

Your heart shattered at his words and you knew if you didn’t do it now, you’d never have the courage.

“Jeongguk, I don’t think you can fix this.”

Jeongguk’s eyes widened, dark orbs hiding nothing of the emotions running through his head. “W-what? But you said you loved me; how can you just…?”

Tears fell from your cheeks. “Kookie, I did. I still do-it’s just that all those comments have hurt me worse than I ever thought they could. I used to be so confident and happy with who I was, and now…I can’t stand looking at myself in the mirror because all I can see is their negative words.”

You wiped the tears from your cheeks with the back of your hand. “I’m really sorry, Jeongguk.”

anonymous asked:

How about the team finding out about neil's gun skills? And if your up for it a little bit angsty? Like they meet Nathaniel for the first time? It's okay if you dant want to tho! Anyway, love you and your head canons are gold! Please keep the amazing work!!💜💜

Here we go! AU in which Neil takes any precautionary measures at all instead of just ignoring the countdown and hoping it goes away (which was stupid, but so relatable… like hard same).

  • Neil carries a gun on him the day the countdown hits zero
  • He leaves it hidden in his bag during the game
  • When he gets the call from Lola, he is terrified and thinking he has to give in to save the Foxes
  • But he slings his bag over his shoulder and unzips it just a little and moves the gun to the top of the bag
  • He leaves the bag just unzipped enough that the gun won’t be visible to anyone, but that he’ll have the option to grab it if he thinks he stands any fucking chance of getting away with using it
  • Because Neil will not stand for the Foxes getting hurt or killed because of him
  • But he is not ready to give up Neil Josten yet
  • Not after he’s gotten a glimpse of how great Neil Josten’s life could be
  • He wants to fight to be Neil Josten if he can do it without tearing anything away from his teammates

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The Love She Felt

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Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 324

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-Admin Pastel

Jimin just didn’t know how to love, but he wants to learn how.

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Finally I saw my favorite band in concert not just one but TWO times in a three days and it was fucking amazing. I can’t believe Matty took the flag I made for Loving Someone and he danced with it in his head, it was so emotional, and at the end of the show he took it and left the stage with it in his hands. As you can see it’s broken because the security guy ripped it out of my hands because it wasn’t allowed to have flags so I throw it to the stage and then Matty took it and I lost my shit for the rest of the song. I cried so much because that was a part of me and my group. We met because of this band and we were waiting for that moment for 3 (almost 4) years. We were in first row and the crowd was MENTAL, the band was so happy to hear us singing every word of everysong like crazy. And two days after we saw them live AGAIN. I can not explain how grateful and how happy I am. It’s a dream come true. My life is complete.

Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?

Every little aspect of you, even the parts of the body you hate the most, are beautiful. I hope you know that.

Have I ever told you how strong you are?

Despite all your insecurities, your illnesses or disabilities, hardships or discrimination against you, you hold it together as best you can. I admire that in you, I hope you know that.

Have I ever told you how much you mean to me?

Even if I have never laid eyes on you in my life, or spoken a word to you, your happiness and comfort matters to me. If you were gone, it would devastate me. I hope you know that.

Have I ever told you how much I love you? 

Even your flaws are amazing. I cannot explain how much love I hold for you. I hope you know that.

I care about you. Even though you may not believe me, or think I am talking to someone else that can’t possibly be you, I am talking to you, and every word is true. I wan’t you to talk to me when you need me. I don’t care if you’re on the verge of a breakdown and I have 6 hours of homework to do, I don’t care if you  have to rant about something annoying that all your friends don’t want to listen to anymore, I don’t care if you’re worried about dumping emotional baggage on my shoulders, I don’t care if what you need to talk about is dark and scary emotions you have swelling up in the back of your mind that might scare other people or make them tell your parents or a therapist, I don’t care if all you need to do is tell me that your day was amazing and something excited you and made you happy, I want to help you.    I hope you know that. 

How can I explain to you, my happiness, my golden, wonderful happiness, how much I am all yours – with all my memories, poems, outbursts, inner whirlwinds? Or explain that I cannot write a word without hearing how you will pronounce it – and can’t recall a single trifle I’ve lived through without regret – so sharp! – that we haven’t lived through it together – whether it’s the most, the most personal, intransmissible – or only some sunset or other at the bend of a road – you see what I mean, my happiness?
And I know: I can’t tell you anything in words – and when I do on the phone then it comes out completely wrong. Because with you one needs to talk wonderfully, the way we talk with people long gone, do you know what I mean, in terms of purity and lightness and spiritual precision – but I – je patauge terribly. Yet you can be bruised by an ugly diminutive – because you are so absolutely resonant – like seawater, my lovely.
—  Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters to Vera (Penguin Classics, 2014)
Important Update

Last Tuesday we had that conversation I was fearing.
We decided that we didn’t wanted to talk about it (even when it was unclear what “it” was) in public. Making it incredibly sad for both of us to have the need to hide.
So we agreed that my place wouldn’t be ideal, without saying it just assuming it. I told her that during lunch time we could be alone at my work.
She arrived a bit late, which made me fear she wasn’t coming at all.
It was uncomfortable at first, a lot of weird silence like if we weren’t ourselves. Apparently that isn’t very possible, she started to joke I answered with some of our little private jokes and we were back to being ourselves.
We didn’t have much time and we tend to talk too much and let time pass without noticing so we wanted to get to the point quickly.
She started saying something like “I never thought I would say this but I miss highschool, well not really I miss having your class. But also not really, I miss spending so much time with you and not being weird or awkward”
I laughed and sighed at the same time, I can’t really describe how I felt. She was just staring at me and I felt so vulnerable, she was looking right through me.
I couldn’t talk or think, but she knew. She just nodded and continued talking “you know I am not great with words, actually I was expecting you would handle this but that is not happening so I’ll try"
“alright so you know right? I am pretty sure you know, I hope you know because I don’t think I can say it without crying which is so pathetic of me” her eyes were kind of watering, in that point where you try to look up and not cry and the voice starts to break. And that literally broke my heart so I started talking “no, don’t. It’s not pathetic, I shouldn’t let you handle this alone. I shouldn’t do this to you” and she interrupted me, now kind of angry almost yelling “Stop treating me like I am going to break, I can cry and still handle this ok? Just stop because I am trying to tell you something that I am not sure I can express with words I don’t even know if I am sure of what I feel for you but I would really like if you could just see yourself through my eyes so I wouldn’t have to explain it” (I hope I didn’t forget anything but we are trusting on my bad memory here so..)
As I said I can’t really explain my feelings because they have gotten much more complex, it hurts me to see how upset she can get over me. I don’t deserve someone like her caring so much about me. I also felt so happy and wonderful knowing that she feels something at all for me. And of course that uncertainty, that small but strong feeling that says “nothing matters, it can happen”
I think that when you have so many feelings you have to choose, how do you want to feel? Do you want to resign and feel that nothing matters because this could never happen? Do you want to feel awful because you can hurt her? Or do you want to feel happy because this amazing girl that you have even said you love (to strangers on the internet but still) just told you that she feels something at all for me?
And I chose to be happy, I chose to enjoy it while I can.
So I smiled and hugged her, she wasn’t crying anymore and she hugged me back. She was sitting in a couch and I was in a chair so we were in a kind of awkward position, we hugged for a long time and I decided to talk. It was just right to do it or it felt right at least.
I started “I just don’t know how to handle what I feel for you. I would never do anything that could eventually hurt you or make you even slightly upset. You have no idea how much you mean to me”
Then she moved a little so we would be forehead to forehead (Idk if you know what I mean) and she said “that is all I wanted to know, could we talk about how this is a bad idea another day? And let me enjoy what you just said for today?”

And I kissed her.

And it was amazing, it was perfect and worth everything I have been through. Like fuck it guys forget everything I have ever said. And she breathed heavily and my glasses got foggy so we laughed and just smiled for a really long time.
She had to leave on Wednesday so she asked me if she could hang around the studio for the afternoon, of course I agreed. We were talking and laughing when my friends/coworkers/boss(?) arrived, they already know A from that time we hanged in my place so they also talked a bit.
We spent all the afternoon together in a way that I could have only dreamed about, I don’t have much work so we basically sat in the couch and talked non stop.
She was really affectionate even when I wasn’t because of course I can never stop hearing that little voice in my head that tries to be logical. But she spent probably 80% of the afternoon touching my hair, when it was getting dark I offered her a ride home.
I was trying to untie the bandana she had in her head while I was driving and she laughed so hard she couldn’t breath. She played some nice songs and sang a lot.
When we arrived at her house she told me “I will be back next Wednesday and maybe then we can talk more…” I added “more realistically”
She continued “well yeah, probably but I just want to hold on to this for a little while”
I nodded and grabbed her hand I remembered a post I rebloged a while back that was actually meant to be in my main blog but it ended up here so I quoted it “Alien, en algún poema habremos de encajar” She smiled, I kissed her cheek, she kissed me again and I untied her bandana.
She told me to give it back next week and she left.
This is already long enough, if you have any questions I am more than happy to answer them and explain any doubts you might have.
Fuck guys I have been trying to be as happy as I can and think as little as I can this week so I am sorry for updating you almost a week later.

Checked the application page at 11pm this evening to read I’ve been ACCEPTED into my FIRST option university! I am officially a medical student… 🎉 I ended up getting in with a large advantage, no reason to be nervous.. but still. NO WORDS can explain how happy and excited I am to start my university life, worked so HARD for this. Registration week starts this Monday 😱 and I start on the next Monday! My hands were shaking from how excited, scared, happy and nervous I was. If you have any insights for freshers please let me know! I DID IT GUYS

Carmilla: “Welcome back, Creampuff!”

Holy Bloody Fucking Shit! I am so in love with the Carmilla Movie trailer right now, I hardly can articulate why: top of my head, the aforementioned quote -it’s so good to have you back too, loves!- Laura’s still vlogging, and celebrating vloggiversaries, Carmilla’s fringed vest, and her white shirt, and both tohgether, LaFontaine and Perry being chummy again, Mel being badass as Hell, fucking Ell (I called it, I called it, don’t wanna brag but I called it!), Kirsch freaking out (so sweet!) Carmilla kissing Laura, Mattie being back, Carmilla and Laura WALTZING -I missed this too, cupcake! …. In one word, and to quote Mel: “Dope!”

Excitement cannot beging to explain how I feel. I am genuinely happy. This trailer makes me happy, Carmilla makes me happy, this whole bunch of ridiculously talented people make me happy, and I cannot wait to be watching my favorite film of 2017 (I can already tell) in my favorite Cineplex in Toronto. 

Angsty Break Up with Seventeen’s Performance Unit

Hip Hop Unit

He let his body slide down the wall and dropped to his knees, his dark brown eyes glistening with tears. 
“I can’t handle this”, was the last thing you said to him before you dissapeard through the doorway and left his life forever. He stood there with a blank mind, trying to comprehend what happened, where it went wrong, where he went wrong. He spent the whole night contemplating that one line as it swam around in his head. But what he realized was that what you had been saying wasn’t that you couldn’t handle this, whatever you were, what you were really saying was, 
“I can’t handle you”. 

He pressed his head against the wall, the beads of water started falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping and the pain came out like an uproar from his throat in the form of a silent scream. He couldn’t help but think that, despite all the Nicholas Sparks bullshit romance movies tell him, that perhaps all relationships were just a simple case of who gives up first. He hit the wall and tried to scream, but his voice was melted by the sound of the place. The muffled sobs wracked against his chest as he picked himself up, determinded to not give you up so easily.
He stumbled out of the apartment into the pitch black night and ran as fast as his feet could carry him before he arrived at your apartment.  The tears made wet tracks down his face and dripped from his stubbled, wobbling chin and he knocked, standing in front of your apartment at 4 in the morning. 
“Is it that easy to you? A relationship begins with two people and will always end with the decision two people make…”

He slammed his hand down on the door in front of you, his chest heaving heavily as he stared blankly at the floor. 
“So this is it?” he asked, his voice coming out as nothing more than a whisper. He looked up to see a smile tugging on your mesmerizing lips. There it was, the smile you faked every day to make people believe you’re okay. 
You turned your head towards Minghao and met his gaze. A stray tear made his way down your now pale cheek as you bit down on your lower lip to conceal your emotions. 
“I hope you find someone who doesn’t make you sad at night and someone who reminds you how much they love you every day and who laughs at your jokes and wants to listen to your music and who genuinely wants to be with you and doesn’t make you second guess their love for you. I really hope you find that because you deserve that.” your voice cracked and your lips started to tremble as you quickly turned away to him to not make him realize how much these words have hurt you. But sometimes you have to break your own heart to protect others from it. 
“You’re lying.” he said and you simply shook your head, looking up to keep your emotions inside, deeply knowing that you were. You opened the front door and slowly stumbled towards the car. Minghao stopped at the door and watched you dissapear into the darkness of the lonely night. His eyes were burning and his chest felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. He could no longer see clearly. All he knew was that you were gone, out of his life for possibly forever. He reached out his hand so that he could clearly see it, there were no markings at all. You were gone. Forever. A drop of water fell onto his hand he looked to the sky and even though the sky had been grey and looked like it was about to break into a heavy downpour, not a drop came from the sky.
Looking down at his hand again another drop appeared and he realized that the liquid was coming from my eyes…

“I’m sorry.” he whispered, his voice cracking as tears started to prick his eyes. 
“I know you are. I know that. I’ve always known that you’re sorry.” you replied as something undefinably magic built up in your heart. 
“Give me a second chance, Y/N. I’ll prove to you how much I need you. I’ll prove that we can last forever,” he pleaded. 

“I can’t. I’m sorry. You’re the reason for my devastation. And I can’t let it happen to me again,” you turned away and you heard him start to sob and you leaned your head back to stop the tears from coming, but it doesn’t work. 
He refused to look away, even as his lips trembled and his shoulders heaved with emotion, unwilling to back down. His dark lashes brimmed heavy with tears; his hands clenched into shaking fists, in a desperate battle against the grief.
A lone tear traced down his cheek, and just like that, the floodgates opened.
He wept, tears streaming from his deep brown eyes, loud, heaving sobs tearing from his throat, and still he did not look away.
Not until the sobs drove him to his knees did his determined gaze fall…”I’m sorry…”

He watched you slowly gathering all your belongings from your shared apartment with shaking eyes. His heart broke when he noticed your shaking hands and hesitant movements, understanding that you didn’t truly want to leave. He bit his tongue, trying to hold the tears that threatened to leave his eyes as he walked up behind you, watching your upper body heave as silent sobs escaped your lips. “Y/N…” he started, placing a hand down on your shoulder and spinning you around to face him. His gaze met yours, “Don’t force yourself to something your heart does not truly want.” 

You whipped the wetness of your reddened cheeks with the sleeve of your sweater and took a deep breath. “If you claim you care about me, why don’t you show it?” you spoke slowly, he could hear your voice shake nervously.

“I can’t explain.” he was sorry.

“You never could…”

He ran his hand through his hair as he tried to form the right words to explain his feelings. 

“How am I supposed to tell you that I get shy when it comes to you, whenever you’re around I get so tense I can barely move and whenever you speak my heart stops. Don’t even get me started on your smile,”

he began, a smile tugging on the edge of his lips by the memory of being the source for your happiness, 

“your smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve seen by far, when you smile it feels like I’m complete and I can’t do anything but stare. Yes. I do care about you. Sometimes I care so much about you, that I forget to show you…


Rumor has it

Originally posted by missbaptan

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Summary: You’re Jin’s girlfriend and out of nowhere, rumors about him having a girlfriend turn your life upside down. 

 Genre: Angst, Fluff

 Warnings: Attack

 Word Count: 3.1k

  A/N : A kind of little story about Jin having a girlfriend and a series of events that will change Jin and his girlfriend’s life. Actually, I wrote this because when BTS or even other Idols will have girlfriend, I don’t want people to insult them. People have to accept that, so I tried to write something about that. Hope you’ll like it ^-^

Your professional life was blooming. You were working for a fashion model agency as the co-owner of the agency. You created this agency with the help of your best-friend Moon Byulie. You used to be a model, but after a few years of modeling, you wanted to help young girls and boys to become models, so you created your agency. You had to take care of the castings, discuss with the companies, take care of the models’ schedule, prepare their important events, etc. Sometimes, you also did some photo shoots, alone, with your best friend or with other models, depended on your mood. Your company was the best one in modeling and a lot of young people wanted to join it. Times to times, Byulie and you had tight schedules so you let other people tack care of your agency like your vice CEO and other trustworthy people from the management sector.

Your personal life was also doing good. You were dating Kim Seokjin, a singer of Bangtan Sonyeondan. Both of you have been dating for more than ten months now. You were in a serious relationship with him and according to Yoongi and Namjoon, Seokjin was preparing to propose to you. You weren’t supposed to know about it but Namjoon was so loud that you heard him with your headphones, while listening to Fire.

It had been a few weeks since there was a rumour about Jin having a girlfriend. You weren’t surprise when you heard the rumor because you knew that it was what media and some people were looking for. You thought for a moment that Army knew that you were Jin’s girlfriend. Actually, you didn’t want the Armys to know about you dating Jin. Why ? Even thought a good majority of Armys were mature, there still were some of them who couldn’t accept the fact that their bias was dating someone, well… They were not real Armys if they couldn’t accept that. So when people started talking about ‘Jin’s Mysterious Girlfriend’, you started to be careful when you went out with Jin. You were also an active Army on Twitter, so you would read tweets when you had time. You were happy to see that a lot of Armys were happy about that, but you still found some horrible tweets from some people who called themselves ‘Army’.

Bighit Entertainment and Jin wanted to confirm the news but you asked them to stay silent for a few days to see how it would go. You didn’t want to ruin Jin’s image. You even had a fight with Jin because of that, it was the evening after the rumors were spread.

You were tired from your work because today, you had to take care of two models whose managers couldn’t attend to their photo shoot. You went with them and stayed there to watch their shoot. They were very beautiful and did their work seriously. It was so perfect that they finished the photo shoot in less than two hours. After taking care of those two models, you had to fill a report about the activities of this week. You really wanted to finish them tonight, so you won’t have a lot of work tomorrow, so you didn’t stop until all the reports were done. You finished writing and printing the reports around ten thirty in the evening and when you arrived at home, it was almost eleven.

When you entered the living room, you found Jin on the couch, scrolling through his phone. You were surprised that he was at home, he was supposed to stay at the dorm because he had singing and dancing lessons with Jimin. When he saw you, he got up and went to you. He sweetly kissed you before hugging you tightly

“Good evening, babe. How was your day ?” He asked, still keeping you in his arms.

“Good evening, it was good, I think… Jin, is there any problem ?” You asked a little worried.

“No… Just that there is a rumour, about me… well us… An Army saw us. She took a picture and posted it on Twitter, it went viral. But, don’t worry babe, we can’t recognize you. We can just see me, hugging you, your face can’t be seen. Some of your fans might recognize you with your silhouette, but mostly you can’t. When Jungkook saw it, he thought that I was cheating on you, he couldn’t recognize you, so there is no problem. ” He said sensing that you tensed by showing you his phone.

“It happened sooner than what I’ve expected.” You said, sighing and taking his phone before sitting on the couch to read some tweets.

“Most of them are happy. They wish us the best.” He said, preparing two cups of tea in the kitchen.

“But… ?” You asked sensing that something was wrong.

“There are a few mean comments and I tried to report some of them. Those people are not Armys. Armys would always support us, or if we did something wrong, they would try to explain it with wise words.” He said coming back in the living room with two cups of tea.

“So now you’re saying that our relationship is wrong ?” You asked.

“No sweetie, You’re tensed, relax, let me explain it to you.” He said handing me the cup. “It’s just that it may seem wrong to them, but it’s not. How would you react if Jackson had a girlfriend ? Won’t you be mad, since he’s your ‘ultimate bias’ ?” He asked, mocking your voice.

“First, I don’t talk like this. And second, I would be happy ! He has someone he loves and he can feel what I feel when I am with you. Third, stop being jealous of Jackson. He’s one of my favorite rapper, but he’s not as hot as you, or else, I wouldn’t be dating you.” You said with a smile.

“Babe, I am not jealous.” He said. “And I don’t want to justify some people’s actions, but what I am trying to say is that you have to see it with a different point of view. Imagine that you are single and your ‘ultimate bias, baby Jackson’ has a girlfriend, won’t you be jealous ?” He asked, still mocking your voice.

“For God’s sake, why would I be jealous ? I know that he will never date me, so why can’t I just be happy for him, and support him in that way ? I know that I won’t date an idol. Sometimes, even now, dating you seem like a dream to me, I can’t understand what you find lovable in me, okey ? So is it bad to be happy for your bias ? He’s not going to date all his fans, that’s impossible !”

“Well, you are not like them. Most of them dream about dating their idol. So, in a way, we can understand them, they just need time and an official confirmation that we are dating.”

“Wait… You want to release an official statement about us ?” You asked, surprised.

“Y/N, I have always wanted to tell the world about us. We have been dating for more than ten months, almost one year and I can’t bear to not touch you in public, kiss you, hug you… I want us to be a normal couple.” He said, sadly.

“Jin, I understand you, but you have to understand me too. We can’t be a normal couple. I am an active Army, dating you is amazing but sometimes, seeing bad tweets when people are insulting girls who approach you is really hurting. Just because a girl said that Jimin was her ideal type, she got a lot of hate. So imagine what would happen to me ? What if they find me ? What if they stab me ? I just can’t Jin. Understand me, please.”

“I am trying to, but I can’t… Y/N…” He said, a little angry.

“No, you’re not. Please, why can’t it be secret for a few more weeks ?”

“Why are you being like this ? Are you ashamed that you’re dating me ? Am I not as good as Jimin ? Jungkook ? If it was Jungkook, you would have accepted right ? It’s been a long time since I asked you to formalize our relationship to the world but you always refuse ! But when it comes to eat lamb skewers with Jungkook, you go without any second thoughts ! Am I not good enough for you ?” He yelled, getting up.

“Do you really think that low of me, Seokjin ? Did I even tell you that I wanted to date Jimin or Jungkook ? Why are you involving these poor children in our argument ?” You asked raising your voice. You didn’t let him talk, you continued. “I love you, I really do. For the first time in my life, I really love someone, I even imagine my future with you, Seokjin. I am really proud of you, of all the progress you’ve achieved. Don’t let your insecurities come in our argument, please. And why do I refuse ? Because I don’t want to ruin your career. People know me as the childhood friend and best friend of Jungkook. They know that nothing can happen between us. It won’t ruin his career, but our relationship… I am scared that people might hate you because you’re not single anymore.  I am also scared for my security. You might have your manager and your bodyguards, but I don’t have them, Seokjin. I would love to let people know about us, but I am really scared.” You said, starting to cry.

“Babe… I… Okey, let’s do this like you want. Let’s just forget about it for now. Let’s wait until it calms down.” He said, hugging you and kissing your forehead.

“Thanks, Seokjin.” You said, hugging him back.

A few days later, it didn’t seem to calm down. Since BTS gained an international popularity with the media, mostly American media, it was taken to another level. The media couldn’t stop from spreading stupid rumors about your couple : such as you getting married secretly, you being pregnant, having children and stuff like this. You just started to live together, so how could they think that you were married ? This was why you hated media. They had the ability to come up with stupid ideas. Thankfully, for the moment, they didn’t know that you were Jin’s girlfriend. Well, not yet.

Jin and Bighit Ent were still waiting for you permission to release the news about the two of you.  You were sure that they’ve already written the statement, they were only waiting for you to agree. Jin wanted to do a live on Vapp to tell this to the fans, that way, if they had a few questions he would answer them. But he wasn’t sure, he was scared to say things he shouldn’t be saying. He was so concerned and kind with his fans, it was so cute. You really loved how he loved his fans and did everything to make them happy. He really cared about them.

Today, you had an important diner with a magazine to talk about a photo shoot they wanted to do with some of your models. Then, you had to join Jin because the two of you were going on a trip, to Jeju Island. You were so excited for the trip that you weren’t nervous for the diner.

You were at the restaurant with your best-friend Byulie. You ordered a glass of water and were waiting for the CEO of the magazine, Mr Ahn. When he arrived, he shook your hands and sat next to Byulie.

“It’s nice to meet you, ladies. You’re even more beautiful in person.” He said, flashing a smile, mostly to Byulie.

“Thank you, it’s very nice to meet you too.” You said smiling to him and your best-friend. There was something between these two, and they didn’t try to hide it. “Let’s order our diner, shall we ?” You asked still trying to understand what was happening between Byulie and Mr Ahn.

They agreed and together, you ordered the diner. Everything was perfect. Mr Ahn was very pleased with the models of your company. You didn’t want your models to be really skinny that they starved or things like this, you really wanted them to be healthy which really pleased a lot of local and international magazines.

“Miss Y/N, do you still do photo shoots ?” He asked, before drinking his wine.

“Well, it depends on how I feel it.” You said.

“What about a sexy concept ? You’re a very beautiful lady and you would be perfect for the shoot.”

“Well, I am not single anymore, I have to think about my image and how my boyfriend will feel about it…” You said, feeling heat in your cheeks.

“I understand, you have to keep a good image. But, I didn’t mean to say that it was sexy in a negative way. It’s a kind of sensual concept : like a femme fatale. You will be perfect for it. I already looked for the man who will perfectly suit this photo shoot, and I also told him that I really wanted you to be the female model for the photo shoot. He was very pleased with that. He’s from a boys-band. They are really famous these days. If you want to know, it’s none other than Jackson, from GOT7.”

God, you were now sure that your entire face was red. He proposed you to do a photo shoot, with your UB, a sensual one. A little part of you wanted it to be Jin. You’ve always wanted to do a photo shoot with him, but you couldn’t because of your scariness for sasaeng fans’ reactions. But you were also aware that Jin was possessive. You didn’t want to hurt him, even if you really liked the idea of doing a photo shoot with your UB. You didn’t think about it twice, you’ve already decided.

“That’s really kind of you to propose this project to me. He’s one of my favorite rapper and there was a time when I would have done anything to do a photo shoot with him. But now, I have someone else and I prefer doing this photo shoot with him than anybody else. I can’t accept this project, even if it’s nothing more than professional. I am sorry.” You said.

“I understand, don’t worry. But, if you change your mind, here’s the card of my friend who takes care of this project.” He said, giving you the card.

You accepted it and put it in your bag. The rest of the diner was incredibly perfect. You talked about other things and finished the diner. Mr Ahn insisted to pay the addition. Once he paid, he gave you some documents for the photo shoot and promised to call you next week to set up a meeting to finalize the details of the photo shoot.

As you guessed it, your best-friend decided to go back home with Mr Ahn. She knew that she had a lot of things to tell you when she would meet you, next week in your office, when you will be back from your trip with Jin. You called the cab company and were now waiting for the driver to come near the restaurant. The area wasn’t safe. It was dark and some lamps weren’t working. You just hoped that he will be quick. You tried to call Jin, so you could talk to him while waiting for the cab, but he didn’t answer. He might be finishing the preparations for your trip ?  Then you tried to call Jungkook, he answered immediately.

“Hey Noona, can’t wait for hyung ?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Hi, Kookie, he wasn’t answering his phone, and I am kind of afraid of this area, you know in front of the gym we went one day, that’s why I called you. And stop teasing me, you moron.” You said, amused.

“You’re the moron who have to buy me lamb skewers, remember our bet ? And also Yoongi hyung wants to join us.”

“No problem for me. He can join us whenever he wants to.” You said smiling.

“I’ll tell him. Wait, weren’t you supposed to go back home with Byulie Noona ?” He asked, concerned.

“Well, looks like Mr Ahn and her already know each other, so she went home with him. I don’t mind, I am happy that she finally has someone in her life. I am just a little mad that she didn’t tell me anything. I can’t wait to come back from the trip with Jin, I want to know how she met him and if it’s serious.” You said with a chuckle. “Gosh, why is it taking so much time ? It’s been ten minutes since I called the cab company. The secretary said that a driver will be there in a few minutes.” You said, starting to worry.

“Well, that’s very strange… Did you call the number the right number ?”

“Dummy, why would I wait for him if the secretary told me that he would come ? It was the right number.” You said with a chuckle.

“Ah yeah, you’re right.” He said, laughing, realizing how stupid his question was.

You continued to talk to each other, mostly about their future comeback and hard dancing lessons. Suddenly, you heard a strange noise behind you. You were about to turn around when felt a sharp pain in your back. Someone just stabbed you. You painfully moaned and tried to move but your aggressor didn’t let you do so.

“Noona, What happened ?” You heard Jungkook’s alarmed voice. “Noona ! Answer me ! Noona ?! Hyung, something happened to Noona ! Call the cops and Jin hyung ! Where the fuck is he ?!” Jungkook was yelling to his hyung, you never thought that it would happen in this kind of situation.

That person took out the knife and came in front of you. She pulled your hair and brought you to the ground. She took you by the neck, slapped you and tried to block your breathing before pushed you back in the ground. You cough, trying to catch your breath. She kicked you a few times in your stomach before stopping.  

“Don’t try to go near Seokjin, or next time, I will kill you.” You heard this from the girl who attacked you. You heard her walk away. You tried to look for your phone that you dropped when she attacked you. With difficulty and blurry vision because of tears, you found it and tried to talk to Jungkook.

“Jungkook… Please, help me…”

“Noona, Please, stay awake ! Please, don’t try to move, we are coming !”


Happy thanksgiving to all my fellow Canadians out there :)

This year, I’m thankful for several things like, being able to have a roof over my head, food, water, and clothes, my friends and family and honestly the list could go on.

One thing I’ve added to that list is the people in this community. Words can not explain how much I am thankful for everyone and how you guys are treating me so kindly ahhh!! >//< I really never expected this as I thought I would be a small small simblr but look at where we are now :) It’s wonderful!

Thank you to you and everyone else for making my day start off better ever since a few months ago. I also want to quickly thank you everyone for leaving sweet comments on my followers gift, Tumblr won’t allow me to fit in a bunch @’s sooo ;-;

Yeah, that’s all. I’ll probably be active for a little bit today as I’m going to be spending time with my family and digging into some delicious food!!! :D

See you later everyone ^3^ <3

James and Thomas--Regarding Rings


I don’t know about you all but I was really interested in the rings on James’s fingers, and I couldn’t shake the thought that one of them belonged to Thomas. Enjoy!

James did not have many keepsakes.

Being the captain of a ship, one rarely had time to worry about a host of possessions that might be important to him. At the most, he had about four things that mattered most to him: his copies of Don Quixote, La Galatea, and Meditations, and a teacup Miranda let him take when the Walrus was docked one day. These were small in size, could easily fit into a bag to carry along one went should the need for a getaway arise. Though they were small, they held a weight so heavy James sometimes felt overwhelmed by their presence. At night, when all were asleep but his thoughts kept him wide awake, his gaze would drift to the bookshelf, eyes homing in on the two titles instantly. He would be brought back to the stately room of a Lord and Lady that echoed with laughter and heated analysis of Quixote and his companion Panza as they traveled along the windmill laden landscapes of Spain. James would remember the way Miranda’s eyes widen with delight at his (sorry) attempts at reading in different voices, or the way Thomas’s brows would arch at a thoughtful addition to their discussion of what the windmills might symbolize.

Then with a loud creak from the ship or an especially loud yelp from someone on deck, James would be ripped out of his memory, and find himself once again in the rocking cabin of his ship.

James’s eyes drift toward the teacup; small white and blue thing that was chipped at the corner when rough sea toppled it over. Thankfully, James was quick to catch it before it led to being broken beyond repair. A small, tangible reminder that James had someone to return to in Nassau, to fight for; to remind him that though…He was gone, Miranda was still alive and well. He does not want to think too long on the fact that, even ten years later, he cannot bring himself to even think of Thomas’s name, the pain being too much to bear.

There was something else of value to him, something far more reaching than the books or the cup.

His gaze would move downward, to his right hand that housed his rings. He gathered up more extravagant ones in the decade of piracy, but the one that was most important to him was the simplest of them all. With a shaking hand, he slipped it off, the simple silver band. No engravings, no jewels, nothing. James thought it was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He will never forget when he received it.


It was a warm spring day, one London hasn’t seen in a long while. The sun decided to make an appearance longer than five minutes today, and the weather decided to stay above brisk for once. Thomas insisted that they take advantage of the day, closing away his books and notes and asking James if he wanted to stroll in his garden. After being assured that no servants would be around today, he said yes.

Which led James outside to the Hamilton gardens, a wide expanse of flowers of all sizes and colors, alighting James’s senses. The sweet smell of the flowers and trees wrapped around his nostrils while his eyes were greeted with color after color and plant after plant. Birds sung high songs welcoming the first real day of the new season. The two men wore nothing formal on them this afternoon, forgoing regalia and navy uniform for their simple white linen shirts, and their trousers, allowing the sun to grace more of their skin than just their faces.

“This means you’ll get more freckles,” Thomas said, delighted.

“More to count, more work for you,” said James with a smirk.

“No, it’s never work. It’s only a joy,” Thomas said softly. James didn’t bother ducking to hide his flushed face.

They walked in a comfortable silence for a little while after that, being content to listen to the birds and the light babble of the fountain in the middle as they walked. They walked shoulder to shoulder, bodies brushing against each other with each footfall, a quiet reminder of the other one’s presence. James can’t remember the last time he felt so peaceful.

They stopped at the gazebo that was at the end of the garden trail, taking a seat inside of it. James marveled at the roses that looped and wrapped around the pillars, pink and peach and red and some yellow for good measure. He inhaled deep, letting the smell of the flowers calm him even more.

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{Reaction} EXO finding you with your voice lost.

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Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by jungkooktouchbutts

Chanyeol smirked, finally he had got his revenge. For the past few days you had been relentlessly texting Kihyun of Monsta X, and now he could get you back for all the times you’d ignored him to talk to Kihyun. He  looked over at you as you helplessly pointed at towards the high shelf where Chanyeol had “accidentally” put your phone.

Chanyeol: “You want this? Sorry Jagi, I can’t tell what you’re pointing at.” *smirking*

Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by kaisooshipper

Kyungsoo cared for you as best as he could, stocking up all of the shelves with medicines for colds and making you hot soups to help ease the pain in your throat.

Kyungsoo: “Don’t worry Jagi, you’ll be back to full health in no time.”

Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by wooyoung

Baekhyun would be trying to make you laugh, that was until he realised that it was hurting your sore throat. Then he’d give you a lot of cuddles and would do anything to make sure you get better soon.

Baekhyun: “Come here, Jagi.”

Oh Sehun

Originally posted by purpleuhan

Sehun would make sure to take care of you, and would go to the store every night after work to pick up a different medicine if the one the night before didn’t seem effective enough. But his man isn’t going to let you off without a little tease as well, laughing at you as you helplessly squeal like a mouse.

Sehun: “Your throat still hurts? The other night must have been a bit too much for you, huh?”

{y/n}: “What do you mean?”

Sehun: “I mean, that pretty little mouth of yours needs more practice” *winks*

{y/n}: “Or I could just have a cold, and you could shut up.”

Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by getlayd

Lay treasures your health above pretty much everything, so when he finds out that you’ve lost your voice, he’s going to be worried about you, and will be there for you to make sure that you are feeling better.

Lay: “are you better today baobei?”

Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by luedeer

Chen wouldn’t show it, but he does worry about you. Since he doesn’t like it when he shows you that he worried (because he knows if he’s worried then you only worry about him too) he keeps his emotions under control, and allows himself to make sure that you are feeling better and he is doing everything he can to help you regain to your usual health.

Jongdae: “Come on Jagi, get better soon~”

Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by mminseok

Minseok hates it when you’re poorly. Mostly because he doesn’t like it when you are suffering, but also because when you’re ill, you’re not your usual happy self. He finds himself doing everything he can to bring the health and liveliness back to you in any form that he can.

Minseok: “Here comes the aeroplane!~” *Moves the spoon closer to your mouth.*

{y/n}: “I am not a child, get that medicine away from me.”

Minseok: “You don’t like the aeroplane huh? How about a train?”

{y/n}: “Please stop.”

Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by chenclusive

Tao furrowed his eyebrows ar you as you animatedly swung your arms around trying to explain something to him without words. He found himself laughing as you frustratedly picked up a piece of paper and finally told him the reason you weren’t speaking.

Tao: “Aw baobei. Come here and give me a cuddle, then I’ll make you a hot drink to soothe your throat.”

Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by daenso

Junmyeon wasn’t surprised when he woke up that morning to find you had lost your voice entirely. You had been getting ill for a while now, and as your cold had worsened, it was almost inevitable that your throat would dry up and words would be stopped from being made. Even though he knew it wasn’t serious, he still found himself worrying over you, and made sure to take care of you like the gentleman he is (mostly.)

Suho: “You know why your voice has gone, don’t you?”

{y/n}: *Looks up and shrugs*

Suho: “All that screaming you were doing last night. I’m not surprised your voice has gone, you screamed the whole of South Korea down.”

{y/n}: *blushes*


Originally posted by wooyoung

Luhan threw  blankets over you, making sure that you were wrapped up and war, he decided that the best way to make you feel better was to make sure that he was looking after you the best that he possibly could.

Luhan: “That’s it jagi, and now I’ll go and get you some hot chocolate.”

Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by kaibility

Kai ran his fingers through your hair as your head lay on his lap, he smiled down at you contently. Even though eh was worried about you, he decided it would be better if he looked after you that sat worrying over you and instead being more practical about what he wanted to do.

Kai: “You’re still beautiful jagi, even when you’re sick.”

Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by wugalaxy

Kris raised an eyebrow at you as you greeted him good morning that say with a raspy voice. He looked at you, slightly concerned as to why you were speaking in such a way; were you sick? It wasn’t until you blushed that he realised why your throat was in such a state.

Kris: “Rough night?”

{y/n}: “Rough night”

Kris: *smirks, pulling you into a hug.* “Sorry Jagi.”