you guys always give me the best advice

Virginity

Requested - Hi! Could you write something with Aaliyah and Y/N. Like they get along pretty well and like Aaliyah asks Y/N about losing Virginity (Y/N lost it very soon) or something like that. Thanks!

Requested - Heyy, I have an imagine request 💕 so, you’re visiting Shawn in Canada and he’s busy, so you end up spending time with Aaliyah (like take her shopping or out for milkshakes or something) and Shawn finds out and he thinks it’s really sweet and fluff fluff fluff

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“Baby, I’m so sorry,” Shawn says for what seems like the hundredth time as he glances over at you briefly before refocusing his eyes on the road in front of him.

“Don’t be.” You respond with a cheeky smile. “I get to drive your jeep and hang out with your sister, so it’s a win-win for me.”

“Have I told you lately that you’re the best?” He asks.

“Maybe once or twice,” you tease, a smile on your face as you genuinely appreciate this time you’re getting to spend with your boyfriend, even if it isn’t a lot. You came to Canada to visit him, but he ended up having to rehearse at the last minute, which kind of ruined your original plans for the afternoon.

The drive to his rehearsal space goes by far too quickly, and before you know it you’re driving his jeep out of the parking lot on your way to pick up Aaliyah from school. Since Shawn ended up being busy, you offered to pick up his sister from school and take her to the mall. You’ve grown really close to Aaliyah over the past year that you’ve been dating Shawn, and since you don’t have a younger sister, you take full advantage of getting to spend time with Aaliyah and play an older sister role in her life.

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i h8 the trope where men give “advice” to younger men about the women in their lives like “trust me, as guys, were always wrong” as a joke bc in its best form its misguided – like some concept of “we dudes just cant get chick emotions” – and at worst its a combo of dehumanizing/patronizing as if all women’s hurt is irrational??  like, sorry Doug, but men actually are pretty much always wrong in interpersonal relationships with women because your socialization enables you dismiss all necessary emotional labor and deprives you of any sensitivity or reciprocity, not to mention the innately toxic systemic power imbalances you refuse to combat and instead exploit in these relationships, but, like, ok

doubleohnothing  asked:

i've fallen in love with trans!percy thanks to your blog omg can we please have some more headcanons? maybe about percy at school or annabeth and his relationship?

sorry this is so late!!!!!! glad i saved it for tdov though haha ☆

okay so i was just thinking about this but (1) trans percy goes down to visit his fathers kingdom or just chill in the ocean and other sea creature start calling him “legs” and at first he thinks their being sexist and catcalling (fishcalling?) him and gets mad until he realizes that hes the only person down there with legs??

2) not once does he experience transphobia in his fathers kingdom, from any ‘magical’ creature, or even from monsters. theyll stab him and poison him, but they never misgender him and he thinks thats the weirdest and somehow most refreshing thing ever

3) some of the kids at camp can be a bit ignorant, and some of the ares cabin can be pretty harsh about “are you man enough??” but it never strikes him as transphobic. most kids who are transphobic get a nice, long discussion with mr d (bad cop) and chiron (good cop) about Trans Livin’ tm… overall, though, after spending so many days riding pegasi and taking archery lessons from a guy whos half horse, trans people arent really that fantastical/surprising. “who cares if that guy has a vagina? i saw a chick with two weird snake bodies legs. THATS fucked up.”

4) annabeth admits she’s never felt too much like a girl OR a boy, but at the same time feels she might be both. percy comes out as trans to her then, and she pretends to be surprised (“oh wow! i didnt know. we have so much in common.” “you suck at lying, wise girl.” “ive seen your boobs, percy.” “…oh… i forgot.”). theyre very supportive of each other, always and forever - which is canon more than headcanon ;3c

5) paul and sally are of course the best parents a guy could ask for. paul never, NEVER tells percy “maybe you should go to your mom about that?” when he comes to him for advice. paul knows that percy comes to him for Man Stuff and even if Man Stuff isnt always Cis Man Stuff, paul still wants to be able to help, so he’ll give the best insight he can or occasionally even say “ask me again tomorrow, i’ll sleep on it” and then spend all might learning whatever he can to help percy. he doesnt care what anyone says, percy is his son, and that will never, never change (unless percy says it does, but, thats different)

6) trans percy got me emotional, my dudes, i just. i just really love trans percy, hell yes

thank you for sending the ask! - mod will

[Park Jimin] Imagine - Mind Your Business {Part Three}

Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook  (BTS Semi-Famous)

Genre: Drama & Romance

Summary: You are next in line to take over your family’s company. However, you do not want to run a company. You have no passion or experience for it. You want to sell it and live a normal status life. Your parents disagree and plan to send you Seoul at a boarding school that’ll set you straight.


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You walked for at least 10 minutes and got at far as you could from the campus. It started getting darker outside and you kind of regretted it because everything was in Korean and you didn’t understand anything. People looked at you as you walked around in your now stained dress. You were sobbing and could careless what people thought about you. Jimin ruined everything. He ruined your mood. He’s going to ruin your life. That’s probably what he wanted.

You left your wristlet with Sunny before you did your speech and now you have no way to contact anyone. You accepted your tragic situation and continued walking.

You heard a honk and quickly turned around. You saw a black car pull up to you. The windows were really tinted and you couldn’t clearly see who the driver was. Your parents always taught you ‘stranger danger’ so you continued walking at a faster pace.

You hear the car door slam and foot steps jogging up to you. You begin to panic, afraid to turn around, but before you could run, a hand pulled your arm.

You look up to see Jungkook and you’re washed in relief. “You scared the hell out of me.” You take a deep breath.

“Are you okay? What happened?” He ignored your previous comment and let your arm go slowly.

“It’s a long story.” You sigh. “Well let’s get in my car before people recognize me.” You follow Jungkook to his car. You were impressed by how shiny and clean his car interior was.

“Don’t forget your seatbelt.” Jungkook smiles and you obeyed. “Can I tell you something?” You wanted Jungkook to be your therapist so he could hear you let everything out. You couldn’t exactly tell Sunny because she wouldn’t understand and she’d only take Jimin’s side.

“I’m all ears.” Jungkook starts his car and you let out a huge sigh before pouring your feelings out.

“My dad chose Jimin as my fiance.” Jungkook hits the brakes hard and it caused you to jerk forward. “I’m sorry, keep going.” Jungkook fixed his grip on the wheel.

“Anyways, I didn’t know Jimin was the one my father chose for me. He didn’t know who I was. He was being so rude and I called him a lowlife and Sunny told me he was my fiance. And then he ruined my party and he didn’t even feel the slightest of pity for me.” Replaying all of the events in your head only made your head throb more. Jungkook took a moment of silence before he continued.

“Jimin is a good friend of mine. He’s popular with the ladies. He’s always cocky, but with me he’s a sweet guy. Maybe you just have to give him some time to adjust to you. Give him some space to wiggle around and get used to you. Nothing’s impossible.”

Jungkook was right. But you knew you had no patience to tolerate Jimin any longer. He didn’t seem like the person who you’d easily get on their good side. But you knew the only way to make this time at this school any more enjoyable was to get along with Jimin.

“Just kill him with kindness. That’s the best advice I could give you.” Jungkook was actually being reliable. You considered his idea. “I’m actually offended you dad didn’t choose me to be your fiancé.” He looked at you and you knew he was joking.

“I guess your company didn’t meet his expectations.” You smile. “So what’s so special about the school? Why is it so popular in our world?” By our world, you meant the crazy business world. The world where people put their money before their children and family. 

“Well I started the school since I was freshman. They teach us how to finance and professionally partner with other companies. They teach us business skills such as communication and leadership.” Jungkook took a pause before continuing.

“They make it big deal. At the end of every month, the school hosts a big party where many CEOs from foreign countries come. They look for heirs to partner with in the future. It’s basically like an auction of stocks and companies.” 

“Wow it sounds intense.” You took a while to process how serious everything was starting to get. 

Soon, you’ll be a CEO of a company. You won’t have any time for yourself or your personal life. You would suffer with headaches and you would be stressed all the time. This is exactly why you wanted to sell the company to someone who would be able to handle these things. 


You and Jungkook arrive back at the dormitory and he left you at the door of your dorm. 

“Make sure you call me if anything happens, okay?” Jungkook put his phone back into his pocket after the both of you exchanged numbers. You nodded, too exhausted to respond. 

Jungkook left with a smile and you took a deep breath before entering the pin and walking into your dorm. Kill him with kindness. Be the bigger person.

You walk further in to the now darker room from what it was earlier that day. However, the lights automatically turn on as soon as they sense your motion. You looked around and didn’t find a trace of Jimin. You breathe in relief and walk to your new room which was next door to Jimin’s. You were getting ready to shower because your skin was sticky from the punch. 

You walk into the only bathroom in the dorm. You were amazed at how beautiful it was. The bathroom had a radio engraved into the wall with a plastic protect. You were excited you turned the music on full blast. Too bad there was only one of these. You undressed and let the steaming hot water relax your muscles. This was exactly what you needed to calm down. Although the music was blaring, it was relaxing to have some time to yourself.

You finished your shower and stepped out, the music still playing loud as you hummed to it. You removed the towel from your body, getting ready to dress yourself. But everything happened so fast, the door swung open and you were standing face to face with Jimin. (More like face to body) 

You screamed and slammed the door. You rushed to the radio and turned it off. You hadn’t heard JImin come in and the door was unlocked. 

“Are you insane!?” You yell to Jimin through the door. 

“You forgot to lock it idiot!” You heard him say through laughs. You were more than embarrassed. Your body was just exposed to Park Jimin, the man you hated so much. 

You quickly dressed with the little dignity you had left. As you opened the bathroom door, you could see Jimin sitting on the sofa watching TV. You try to make a run to your room before you could receive any judgement from Jimin. 

You didn’t make it far because he got up and stopped you. “You didn’t lock the door on purpose right? Are you trying to seduce me?”

You almost gag, was he serious?  “You actually think I wanted to seduce you? Are you that full of yourself?” 

Jimin stands in his signature position with his arms crossed. “I think you were.” 

“You think I’m going to fall at your feet and kiss your ass like all those other girls?” 

“You’re jealous? Aw, Y/N is jealous because her fiancé is talking to other girls.” Jimin provoked you and as soon as he did Jungkook’s words echoed in your head ‘kill him with kindness’. Would it work with him?

“Goodnight Jimin.” You smile and leave him and his childish self behind in the living room .


You wake up the next morning and you felt tired. You knew you had classes to attend and you groaned. You look at the time and it was 8:30 am. Your first class didn’t start until 10am so you had time to eat and get ready. 

After brushing your teeth and putting your hair up, you walk out of your room and find Jimin already eating breakfast on the island counter. He looks at you before looking back down at his phone. 

“Didn’t sleep naked last night did you?” Jimin chuckled and you pushed your temper back. It was way too early to start your day off like this. 

“Good morning to you too Jimin.” You walk past him and into the small but luxurious kitchen in the dorm. You pull out a bowl and struggle to find the cereal. “It’s in the last cupboard.” Jimin helped.

Progress already.

“I was going to request a different room, but there’s no space on campus. My only option is off campus.” Jimin stood up to place his empty plate in the sink. You were offended by what he had just said. You promised to keep your cool and follow through with kindness, but he ruined it. 

“Are you serious? Jimin, you have to grow up. Our wedding is in less than a year -”

“I know, you don’t have to remind me. I could careless.” Jimin looked away from you and dug his hands into his trousers. 

“How could you not care when our companies will become our responsibilities?” Jimin really had some guts. How could he not care about his future? How could he not acknowledge how important this was to your parents?

“This is a political marriage, princess. That means, no real feelings exist.That also means my personal life is none of your business. Do not ask me questions like a clingy girlfriend. I don’t belong to you.” Jimin was so blunt- about everything. Although you had no positive feelings towards him, his words stabbed you. 

“You’re right. But once we’re married, what’s yours is mine.” Jimin looked at you and chuckled. “You’re a cocky one aren’t you?” You rolled your eyes and continued to make your bowl of cereal. 

“I’m going to meet up with Somin.” Jimin gets his keys and you knew exactly who he was talking about. Her parents were the competitive company who always tried to beat your father’s wealth. They were fake and full of lies. 

“Are you doing this on purpose?” You walked over to Jimin in order for the anger to circulate. 

“We aren’t married yet, I have to stay open-minded for better offers. Who knows? Maybe Somin might have a better deal than you.” His words were only adding fuel to your fire. You’ve never been this angry with anyone, not even your father or mother. 

You had no idea how to react to Jimin’s coldness. You wanted to cry, out of anger and stress. You could feel the tear falling down your cheek and turned quickly away from Jimin as you brushed the tears off violently.

“Are you crying?” You couldn’t make out Jimin’s tone, was it sincre? Or was it sarcasm? Before the heated conversation could go any further, the door beeps, telling you someone was about to walk in. It was Sunny.

“I have your uniform Y/N!” She smiled and you only returned it softly. Her face drops as soon as she sees you were crying. “Were you crying?” She looks at Jimin then back at you.

Jimin grabs his coat and leaves swiftly. You look at Sunny and let the rest of the tears you were holding back, fall.

She runs up to you to hug you and you only drench her in tears. You thought everything was going to be better and okay. But Jimin only made you angrier. 

“I hate him so much.” You say as you clear your face. “Is it that bad?” Sunny lets you go.

“He’s meeting with Somin.” Sunny knew who she was and she only shook her head. “Do you want me to tell your father?” 

You knew if you told your father, he’d only arrange someone just as bad. You didn’t want show Jimin that he won. He was doing all of this to chase you away. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of you leaving.

“No. I’ll have to endure it.” You take the uniform from Sunny’s hand and make your way to your room to change.

You have to endure Park Jimin.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: I think I am going to schedule when I update this series. I want to aim for every Friday, Saturday and Sunday? Sound good? (: Hope you guys are enjoying the series! Thank you so much for those who send me feedback! <3

 You know what I love about being a female fighter? Other female fighters.

Seriously you are all amazing and I love that you exist. Female fighters get it. They get that finding gear is annoying and they get that there are always guys around who like to try to explain our own body mechanics to us. And when you just start out and you meet other new female fighters it’s like YES HELLO I TOO AM FIGHTING IN THIS NOVICE TOURNEY LET’S BE BEST FRIENDS??? THAT WAS A GREAT FIGHT THANK YOU HERE LET ME ADD YOU ON FACEBOOK. And then there’s older female fighters who give you female-fighter-specific advice and are like “come on over! I have an old cuirass that’s yours if you want it! Which reminds me, there was this one battle at Lilies in 1995, let me tell you…”

anonymous asked:

Hi, mum... I've always had issues with my gender. I don't like being a guy or a girl, but being non binary would make me a target. All I know is that I'm really femme and I'd like the dysphoria to stop. Any advice?

The best advice that I can personally give is to have patience with yourself, and realize it’s okay for these things to take time. You’ll come into a better understanding of yourself as you grow and change and rushing that simply so you can fit a label isn’t healthy or ideal. So my advice: don’t worry about labels. Just be yourself. It’s simple, it’s cliche, but it’s based in a lot of truth and it’s the best I can offer.

Confessions

Genre: Radio host! Jungkook au

Pairing: Jungkook X reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: It was a few months after you and Jungkook broke up and you decided to start listening to his radio show again. He started doing it while you were dating and his show was pretty good. Except this night he had an announcement for his listeners that you didn’t expect.

(A/N: Literally got inspo from that recent V-live with Jungkook )

Pt.2

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You sat in your room, spread out across your bed with your phone in hand. With a press of a button you turned on your ex boyfriend’s radio show with headphones already resting in your ears. You heard his laugh coming out.

“Sorry. I wish I would have given you better advice. That really didn’t turn out how I expected. But guys I think you need to remember that life is really….different than you assume. Even if you’re trying your best, things won’t always end up the way you want. That being said….Tonight I’d like to make an announcement.”

You sat up in your bed, wondering what it was he had to say that made his voice suddenly seem nervous. Another awkward laugh came out of his mic.

“I wonder if she still listens….I mean. Why would she? I give a lot of advice on this show but this time I need you guys to just listen to me for a sec. 3 years ago I found someone who became my muse for this show. After a year of dating, I made this show, which is now 2 years old, and we recently broke up but-….I’m not over her. “

An audible gasp came out of your mouth and you wanted to stop listening then and there but you couldn’t get yourself to pull the earphones out.

“Hear me out. We fought over something really stupid and I just-…let her go. I didn’t chase after her, I didn’t contact her, and I didn’t even see her anymore. Y/N….If you’re listening right now i’m sure you want me to say I love you and that I miss you but isn’t that obvious, already? If it isn’t then…Y/N…I-…”

You could hear the waves in his voice and the sudden hesitation he had for the next sentence he couldn’t yet say. Hearing him get choked up really sent a ping of guilt straight to your heart. Jungkook composed himself.

“I love you.” He got out.

“Ah. Someone asked why i’m saying all of this at 12:30 at night. Well, you guys….tonight is my final show. I’m quitting. It’s not the same anymore once you lose your muse. Something you once loved becomes a chore and then you find yourself wondering why you’re forcing yourself to do it anymore. It’s been fun though, I promise.”

You pulled your phone closer, commenting into the chat room.

“Please don’t quit…it’s the only way I get to hear your voice..maybe you can work things out with Y/N?”

Jungkook chuckled reading the comment you wrote without realizing it was you.

“Someone else commented asking me not to quit. Also I’d love to work things out but I heard from someone else she’s seeing someone now. I guess it was a missed opportunity. Anyway guys, it’s almost time for me to wrap things up here. Thanks for listening, as always, to Golden Closet. I’m your-….was your host, Jungkook. I hope you guys have an amazing rest of the night and I’m gonna play our last song. Goodnight you guys.”

The last song he put on started to fill your ears as you blankly stared at the screen of your phone. Who told him you were seeing someone when you weren’t? What were you supposed to do with this new information? You felt your fingers click off of the radio’s app and go down to your contacts. You pressed on his name, watching the phone dial his number. 

“Hello?” You heard his voice on the other end.

Without a single thought of what the consequences would be you just said what you were thinking.

“….I love you too.”

sophiachildoffire  asked:

Hi, I'm in need of some help. You see there's this guy I like and I don't think he notices the fact that I like him. I've tried to flirt with him, but I'm a terrible flirt. Cause you possibly give me some advice? Best of luck

To be honest with you, I’m in the same situation😅Except he’s a popular Jock and I’m the bookworm nerd.. I would really help you love but I wouldn’t know how!! Maybe you can try and message him online? It’s always less awkward and less stressful😂

64 Floors- Part 2

CEO!Luke AU

Summary: First impressions never go as well as first dates and after meeting the notorious Mr. Luke Hemmings you knew that all too well. He liked you and you knew that, but if you were going to make it in his cut throat world than you were going to need more than just his affection. 

A/N: Major shoutout to @ivegotashothough for helping me out with this:) I’m loving this series! If you guys want me to continue then please say so! As always, thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Part One

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“It’s unbelievable really, I’m telling you.” You laughed, picking up another slice of pizza and putting it on your paper plate. “I mean what are the odds that the perfect stranger I met-”

“And fucked.”

“And fucked, -happens to be my future boss?”

Calum laughed out loud as he took a bite of his crust.

“Cal, you’re my best friend but you’re absolutely shit at giving advice.”

Calum shrugged, “Sorry dude but what can I say? It’s fucking funny.”

“It is not! This is serious! What am I supposed to do? He’s my boss. And we had sex. And now he wants to take me on a date and I’m trying to be moral.” You whine around a mouthful of pizza.

“I think you left morals in that elevator.” He snorted and you rolled your eyes. Calum may be your best friend in the entire world but he wasn’t very supportive with things like this. “Why don’t you just ignore the dude until it goes away? That’s how I avoid all my responsibilities.” Calum suggested, shrugging his shoulders as he finished his pizza slice.

“It’s also why you failed out of college, Calum.” You pointed out, taking a sip of your beer.

“Semantics.” He replied indifferently and wiggling his eyebrows with a giggle. “But you do have a good point. I mean, he’s the CEO of a multi-million dollar corporation, he’ll move on. Right?”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it champ.” Calum chuckled, ruffling your hair. “Besides, you’re not even that hot.  To be honest I don’t even know what he saw in you.”

“Dick.” You stuck out your tongue, shoving his arm and making him spill his drink on his pants.

“Oh yeah, he’ll move on fast.” Calum said, trying to wipe his spilled beer off of his clothes.

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He was not moving on.The moment you got to your desk you quickly realized that when Luke Hemmings wanted something, he had no intentions of letting it go that easy. Your desk was covered in flowers from the finest shop in the city. How he had known which were your favorites you had no idea, but somehow it seemed that Mr. Hemmings had a way of knowing even some of the smallest of things about you. You didn’t know if you should be flattered or slightly concerned that he knew such an obscure piece of information, but either way you had to put an end to it. Your reputation was all you had right now and this was not how you wanted to start your first day as Luke’s assistant to go. In a company like this people talk and you could not afford to let them talk that way about you. You were going to get to where you needed to be how you always did: hard work.

You walked around to the front of your desk and picked up the little note he had handwritten for you.

Y/N,
A little birdy told me these were your favorite. Makes sense since they’re as beautiful as you are. Hopefully I’ll be able to buy you more than just flowers in the future if you agree to a date. You know where to find me.

-LH

You couldn’t help but feel little butterflies beginning to form because as much as you hated to admit it, you liked the attention. But this had to stop. With a sigh, you threw the note into the trash and picked up the coffee you had grabbed for him along with the necessary files he required for his eight o’clock meeting before walking down the hall to his large office. You knocked twice on the heavy mahogany doors before entering. He was sitting at his desk, his suit pressed and his hair styled perfectly as he stood with his hand in his pocket, talking busily on the phone with whom you assumed to be a client. You walked quietly over to his desk, placing his files down on his desk and handed him his coffee which he took immediately. You turned to go, figuring he was busy with the phone call but as soon as you made it to the doors you heard him call your name. You turned back around to face him and he gestured for you to sit down in the plush chair across from his desk. You sat tentatively and crossed your legs, smoothing out your skirt nervously as you waited for him to end the call. He spoke a curt goodbye to the person on the other line before hanging up his office phone. You looked up to see him staring intently at you.

“Did you need something?” You asked, trying to keep firm eye contact, but his blue gaze was almost too much for you. You could see a ghost of a smile forming on the corners of his lips as he watched you crumble underneath his stare.

“Well Miss Y/L, you’ve made it this far.” He said, holding up the coffee you had brought him with a mock impressed look. “The last one couldn’t even manage to get the coffee right. Though I hope you’ll be doing more for me than just getting coffee.” He smirked, coming around the desk and leaning up against the edge.

“I can do whatever you need me to Mr. Hemmings.” You replied carefully, hoping he wasn’t getting at what you were thinking he was getting at because you certainly didn’t need the temptation.

As if he could read your mind, he chuckled “Don’t tempt me Miss Y/L because you know I’ll take you up on that.”

“Mr. Hemmings we talked about this.” You went back to fiddling with your skirt, wishing you had worn tights instead of leaving your legs bare for his hungry eyes.

“And I’m sure you know how I feel about it based on the state of your desk this morning.”

“With all due respect Mr. Hemmings, I don’t really care how you feel about it.”

You could see the gears turning in his head as he processed your rejection. He wasn’t used to being turned down by pretty girls and he didn’t seem to be liking the feeling at all. For a moment you were worried that you’d gone too far. You thought about your job and the fact that you had just potentially put it in jeopardy for talking back to the most powerful man in the city. However Mr. Hemmings just flashed his signature smirk as he pushed off of his desk, coming closer to you.

“You should watch your tongue. Never know when it could get you into trouble.” He tutted, leaning in close enough so that you could just make out the tiny flecks of green in his enchanting blue irises, his breath hot on your skin. For a second, you thought he might kiss you and you hated how much you wanted him to. He leaned in, and for a brief moment you fluttered your eyes shut. But you felt him pass right over you, his arms reaching over to snag the files you had brought him before he got up and crossed the office, beckoning you to follow him. “We have a meeting today and I would love to show you just how it’s done here at Hemmings and Co.” You breathed a sigh of relief and took a moment to compose yourself before standing up and following your boss out of his office.

“Mr. Hemmings!” You called out, just before he exited.
He raised his eyebrows, a small smile forming on his pink lips. “Luke, call me Luke.”

You gave him an unimpressed look, “Mr. Hemmings,” you repeated, “while I’m flattered that you seem to think so highly of me, what happened in the elevator should not and can not affect our professional relationship. I promise you that it will never happen again. I’m here to work and hopefully you are too.” You spoke as you straighter your back, slightly surprised at how authoritative your voice sounded.

He nodded curtly before turning around and walking towards the conference room without another word. You huffed and blew a stray piece of hair out of your face as you hurried to catch up with him. Asshole. You thought as you followed him into the room full of important, corporate clients. This was your first official company meeting and you were not going to let Mr. Luke Hemmings ruin it or your reputation, no matter how handsome you thought he was.


The meeting went well as far as you could tell. Luke was a natural when it came to speaking in front of people, as he should be. He only acknowledged you a few times when he needed you to pass him his data or notes, keeping the entire exchange professional just like you had asked him to. You were fascinated with how eloquently he spoke. His ideas were brilliant and it just reassured you that you had come to work for the right company. The entire thing lasted for about two and a half hours before Luke finally wrapped it up, signaling for you to grab his files follow him out the door.

You spent the rest of the day answering phones and scheduling the rest of his meetings for the week, getting up from your desk only to answer his calls and bring him whatever he needed for his meetings. He was a busy man and keeping up with him was going to be the hardest part of your job. He was needy, you could already tell, but in the kind of way that made him stronger. He surrounded himself with the people he needed to succeed and you could only hope that you would start to become one of those people.

The office was nearly empty as you began to pack your things. Just as you were about to leave for the day however, Luke appeared from his office and placed a thick stack of papers on your desk.

“I need you to file these under gross revenue income for this month. It’s important that it gets done tonight. You can leave when it’s finished.” He spoke, as he pulled on his blazer over his crisp, white oxford. “See you tomorrow Y/N. Don’t be late.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it sir.” You sighed, before taking your coat back off and settling down to do what he asked. 

It took you another two hours to properly file everything in its place just as he needed you to. It was dark when you finally left the tall office building the chilly air a frigid contrast to your cozy apartment. You walked home alone, only to collapse into bed practically fully clothed. This job was going to be stressful, no doubt about it, but you didn’t know which was worse: the actual work or the fact that your boss had seen you naked. You sighed into your pillow, setting your alarm for five thirty the next morning. You could do this. All you had to do was be strong and hold your ground and you knew that you were more than capable of doing both. With that reassuring thought in your mind you quickly fell into a peaceful sleep, pushing the thought of your boss to the back of your mind.

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It had been almost a month since you had started working for the notorious Mr. Hemmings and you were starting to pick up on the little things that made you a great assistant. You knew how he took his coffee and what he ordered at his favorite restaurant. You knew the sizes of his jackets and where to get them dry cleaned. You could do things before he even asked, anticipating exactly what it was he needed before he even knew himself. You had become his perfect assistant and in return he had stopped with the forwardness and blatant advances and began to treat you like a real assistant. Part of that was disappointing, but it was you who had curbed any chance of a relationship and so you had no room to be upset. So instead, you focused all your time and effort on being the best employee you could be, which frankly, was a damn good one.

All too soon the blare of your alarm jolted you from your sleep. You had been working late last night in preparation for a big event that the company held every year. You had barely gotten three hours of sleep before the sun had begun to appear through your window, signaling it was time to get ready for another day.

It was routine that Calum would stop by your place on the way to his own job every weekday morning. He worked at the coffee shop just down the street from the Hemmings building and he would always get you free coffee and scones whenever he was working there. As you wiggled into your familiar skirt and blouse, you heard the knock at your door signaling he was here.You hopped around on on foot while trying to shove your other foot into your heel before yelling down to him.

“Come in, Cal! It’s open!” You called, placing your hand on the wall to balance yourself.

Walking to work with Calum was always an adventure. Sometimes he took you down a backroad that he always claimed was a shortcut, and that almost always ended up being nearly twice as long. Or sometimes he insisted that you try a new food on the menu at the local sandwich shop you two frequented. Luckily, most of the time the food was wonderful, though on more than one occasion you had both been upset to find that the five dollars you had both spent was wasted on a less than desirable sandwich. No matter what, walking with Calum was one of your favorite times of the day. He was a good and loyal friend and you enjoyed his company more than anyones.
Calum opened the door to the warm coffee shop and you strolled inside before ordering your own cup of coffee and one for Mr. Hemmings, making sure to tell the barista to make it piping hot, just the way he liked it. Upon gathering your coffees, and a scone that Calum swore by, the two of you headed on towards the large, black building.

“Thanks for walking me Cal. Today was fun.” You turned to him when you two stopped outside the doors of your work.

“Anything for you, munchkin.” Calum joked, pinching your cheeks. You slapped his hand away playfully before giving him a hug, his lips finding the top of your head in a friendly kiss before you turned away from him to walk into the elevator, ready to face a new day, determined to do your best, as always, despite the fact that you never seemed to get any sleep. The elevator doors closed, signaling the official start to your day and you took a deep breath, bracing yourself for what was to come. 

He was watching you from his office, stories above where you had entered. He watched as the dark haired boy held you for a second longer than his liking. He watched as he pulled you in and kissed your head like how he wanted to do. Luke didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit and today he was going to show you just how much. 

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Part 3

Masterlist

anonymous asked:

Reaction of minhyuk kihyun and jooheon when they like you but you like someone else so you ask them for advice and stuff, someday you decide to confess but your crush is with another girl 😱 your reactions rock btw!!!

Oh wow, here we go;

Their crush likes someone else and asks for advice but gets heart broken (Minhyuk, Kihyun & Jooheon)

Minhyuk; He seems like a very care-free person and always ready to help everyone and just move on, but inside he’s extremely sensitive and his heart would break into a million pieces when you came to him for advice for another guy. He’d put on a fake, bright smile and pat the space next to him, “Sure! You know you can always come to me for advice on anything.” He’d grin and try his best to give you his advice, imagining he was in that guys place. Though a few days later he received a call from you where you were on the verge of tears, telling him what happened. His shattered heart would break into even smaller pieces when he heard you cry and he’d drop whatever he was doing to go and comfort you. 

Kihyun; I think he’d sigh when you came to his asking for advice and he couldn’t help but feel angry, because he likes you too. He’d blame himself for not confessing to you sooner, and just roll his eyes, saying something like, “Go away with your nonsense, i’m busy right now.” or “Ask Hoseok, he’s the expert.”.He’d be so upset and heart broken that he wouldn’t talk to you for days, wanting to just move on from you. Though after ignoring your calls one day, you’d turn up to his house, trying your best not to cry. You really needed him that day because you got heart broken. He’d open the door and look at you, immediately raising his eyebrows and asking you what’s wrong. Once you burst into tears, he’d pull you inside and hug you, shushing you and rubbing your back soothingly, giving you as much comfort as he could. 

Jooheon; He’d be even more pissed off than Kihyun. He’d be so pissed off to the point where he was all calm and quiet. When you came to him for advice, he’d give you short and honest answers, though he couldn’t help but be a little cold with you. “Just do it, what kind of advice you want? Just go out there and confess, jesus.. “ He’d reply, annoyed. He too, like Kihyun, would ignore you for a while, just focusing on work so you’d get out of his head. When you got your heart broken and went to see him, he’d sigh and pull you into a hug, scolding you a little, “How can you go and confess to someone you don’t even know has a girlfriend? That’s like the most important thing to know before you confess.”. He couldn’t help but feel upset too, though not about your heart break, but his own. “I’m heart broken too. I gave you so many hints that i like you, yet you were too blind to see them. So i know how you’re feeling.” He’d end up confessing to you right there and then. 

_L♥

Scott Mccall Imagine: you get attacked by The Mute


“Hey, Mrs. McCall.” You gave her a weak smile before entering the house. Scott’s mother smiled at you and closed the front door.


“[Y/N] just call me Melissa! And why aren’t you at the lacrosse game? You’re always at the lacrosse game with Kira and Malia.” Melissa looked at you confused; you gave her a weak smile before sitting down on the chair.


“I usually am. But… Scott and I got into an argument and I just can’t face him right now. He said something that he didn’t mean and… I don’t think I would be talking to him for a while.” You looked down at your lap and sighed.


Thinking about the argument between you and Scott was stupid. You got jealous of Scott hanging out with Kira and your jealousy got the best of you and made you do stupid stuff. Scott got so furious that he literally shifted and began growling at you while Kira try to calm him down.


“Why were you guys arguing?” Melissa asked softly, siting down next to you.

 She placed her hand on your back and gently rubbed your back; Melissa was always like a mother to you. She was always there no matter what; she even help you through many problems.


“I got jealous of Scott hanging out with Kira so much. Scott told me that she was giving him advice and I didn’t listen and I continued to yell at him. Then he shifted and growled at me. Sometimes my jealousy make me do stupid stuff; I wish I would take back what I said to him.” You whispered, tears began brimming your eyes while you continue to tell Melissa what went wrong between you and Scott.


“Shhh… Don’t worry. Scott just needs to cool off at this moment and I’m sure Kira means no harm. Kira is your best friend right? Kira is probably giving him an advice.” Melissa assured you, hugging you gently.Before both you and Melissa know it, the power went out. The whole entire house was pitch black; you couldn’t see anything nor does Melissa. All you could make out was the silhouettes.


“M-Melissa?” You stammered, standing up slightly. Melissa looked up at you confused before standing back up also.


“[Y/N]? What’s wrong?” Melissa asked, you were trembling in fear at the sight in front of you. You may not see who it is but you knew that both you and Melissa aren’t alone


“Melissa… Run.” You whispered, Melissa slowly turned around and her breathe got caught in her throat. That’s when the two of you ran in separate directions; which isn’t the best idea for either of you at this moment.


After a long time of running around the McCall resident and bumping into Melissa, you finally came across the Mute. You squeaked in fear, you felt your heart began to beat rapidly against your ribcage. The Mute held his tomahawk above his head and threw it at you.


You felt your chest began to sting, the tomahawk was literally lodged into your chest; you collapsed to your knees and looked at the Mute wearily. You began coughing up blood; the Mute held his index finger up to his nonexistent lips as if he’s telling you to be quiet.


Melissa quickly rushed to where you are and quickly dialed 911; you held the tomahawk, that’s still lodged into your chest, and try to pull the tomahawk out.


“No no no no no! You are not going to take the tomahawk out of your chest! You’re going to add more pressure into your wound.” Melissa scolded you. You laughed weakly, you began coughing up blood even more.


“[Y/N], do not close your eyes! Keep your eyes open.” Melissa ordered, her voice wavering a bit. You looked at Melissa and gave her a weak smile.


“Melissa, if I don’t make it… Tell Scott that I’m sorry for being a total bitch. And that I love him.” You whispered, cringing at the taste of blood in your mouth.
“[Y/N] [L/N], you are not going to die!” Melissa said in a stern tone, her eyes brimming with tears.

“I’m so sleepy.” You whispered, your eyelids felt heavy. Melissa began shaking you, trying to keep you awake.


“No! Don’t you dare close your eyes! No matter how sleepy you feel!” Melissa sniffed, wiping her tears away. The last thing you remember was Melissa demanding for you to keep your eyes open.


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“Scott! Scott! Your mom is here!” Stiles breathed heavily, Scott looked at his best friend confused before looking behind him. His mom was standing far away from the crowd, covered in dried blood.

Scott’s eyes widen and quickly ran towards his mom and pulled her away from the others. Once they’re far away from the crowds and the lacrosse team, Melissa began crying.


“Mom, what’s wrong?” Scott asked frantically, wondering why his mom was crying all of a sudden. Well mostly wondering why she as covered in dried blood.


“It’s.. [Y/N]. She was attacked by the Mute and now she’s in the hospital.” Melissa cried, Scott felt his heart clenched slightly. The thought of you dying made him panic so much that he literally dragged his mom to the hospital just to see you.


“Wait but what about the game?” Melissa exclaimed, Scott shrugged the question off and continued to rush towards the hospital.


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Once both Melissa and Scott arrived to the hospital, many nurses and doctors were rushing around. Scott ran towards the receptionist and began asking many questions about you.


“Where’s [Y/N]!?! Is she okay? Is she alive? Please tell me she’s alive!” Scott pleaded, as his mother gently tugged him away from the frightened receptionist.


“Scott, we need to wait. She’s probably having surgery right now. Plus the tomahawk was lodged in her chest—” Melissa immediately cut off her sentence when she saw Scott’s facial expression.


“A tomahawk was LODGED in her chest!?!” Scott accidentally screamed, the room went silent. Everyone in the room stared at both Melissa and Scott. Melissa gave everyone a nervous smile and placed a hand on Scott’s shoulder.

“Scott, calm down. The Mute threw the tomahawk at [Y/N] with so much force that it literally got stuck in her chest.” Melissa sighed, Scott bit his bottom lip and looked around.


“Scott… [Y/N] wanted me to tell you that she’s sorry for being mean and that she loves you. She started crying when she first arrived to our house.” Melissa whispered, hugging Scott.


Scott felt like he was going to shift at any moment but luckily Scott and Melissa got to go to the hospital room you’re in. You weren’t dead— but you were close to being dead! Luckily you didn’t.


“Scott? Melissa?” You whispered, still drowsy from the morphine that they gave you. You felt a faint pain from your chest but shook it right off.


“Thank goodness you’re okay!” Scott sighed in relief, he sat down next to you and held your hand gently and kissed your knuckles.


“I’ll leave you two for some alone time.” Melissa broke the silence and walked out the door, closing the door quietly behind her.


“I’m so glad that you’re okay!” Scott murmured, kissing the side of your head. Scott closed his eyes and continued to hug you.


“What about the lacrosse game?” You croaked, looking at Scott sleepily. Scott gave you his cute smile and peck your nose, you scrunched your nose and stared at Scott confused.


“Stiles texted me that we won the game. Kira, Malia, Lydia, Liam and Stiles are going to drive here to see you. And you’re forgiven. If you’re wondering, Kira was giving me an advise on what to do if you’re mad. That’s why I’ve been talking to her most of the time. Sounds pointless but—” you cut Scott off but pecking his lips. You smiled at him and hugged Scott gently.


“I’m just glad that you’re here with me right now.” You whispered into Scott’s ears, still holding onto him as if your life depended on it. Scott smiled at kissed your jawlines ad hugged you back happily. You were okay and Scott’s great with that. He didn’t need to lose another important person in his life.

The signs as People I know

I saw a lot of astrology blogs to it,
so.. here is my version of it :)

Aries- So out going &’ fun! It’s so easy to become friends with you guys! You don’t take yourselves too seriously &’ you always know how to have a good time. You want people to be happy &’ you try to help as much as possible, maybe not always successfully, but it’s the thought that counts, right? So smart &’ determined as well, positive &’ strong, I really do look up to you!

Taurus- Funny, cute but sexy at the same time! You guys know how to make someone feel welcome &’ you give off this warm, cosy vibe, that can make me feel like I'm home, no matter where I am, as you as you are there. Always there to listen &’ to hold me in your arms when I need it. But you, yourselves, are so emotionally closed up, it’s terrible seeing you sad. The right ones will listen to you as well. Keep that in mind!

Gemini- So smart!! You guys know how to keep a conversation fun &’ exciting. You have so many ideas to share, so many thoughts going on your minds. I could honestly sit there all night &’ listen to it. You guys know so many different things as well! Masters at making people laugh. But you are also so serious at times, like, you can go from a fun debate about SpongeBob to a serious business man/ woman in 0.01 seconds. I love it!

Cancer- One of the bestest friends I’ve ever had! Always there for me, no matter what. You guys protect the people you love at all costs! You knew me better than I know myself, I never needed to say anything but you always knew how I felt. It’s incredible what a strong connection we still share even if we don’t talk as much as we did 3 years ago. But I know, if I need you, you’ll be here for me &’ I hope you know, that I’ll be here for you as well!

Leo- So open &’ fun, just like Aries, so easy to become friends with. I didn’t really said a word, when we first met but you just kept on talking, I really admire that about you! You’re so open with your feelings as well, you don’t care what others think. You are you &’ you love yourself! You’re so confident, I’m honestly jealous!

Virgo- Savage! All Virgos I know are so witty &’ plain savage- I love it!
You were so shy at first but once we started talking, it was like I knew you for years! You’re so smart &’ funny as well. You guys give the best advice, &’ you’re always the to help. You know so many interesting facts, just like Gemini, I love talking to you guys! Your rooms are so clean &’ organized as well. I might love Virgos a little to much.

Libra- So flirty! We just kept on looking at each other, then we started smiling &’ after legit 3 hours we finally started talking. We start on that couch &’ you tried all those lame pick up lines on me. We instantly became friends &’ even today you wink at me &’ say stupid stuff like “Damn Girl is your name Wifi ? Because I’m feeling a connection!” You’re so beautiful on the inside &’ out. I’m so happy that I can say, that you’re my friend!

Scorpio- Sexual tbh. Every Scorpio is weird &’ sexual. We share the best inside jokes &’ the weirdest memories! I’m just gonna keep this short!- I really feel like you understand me! You make school much more enjoyable, here’s to more funny days, where we annoy our teachers!

Sagittarius- So carefree &’ bold! We were the bestest friends back then.
My first friend, my first “husband”, my first kiss. So many different memories. You’re definitely someone I will never forget!

Capricorn- So controlled, determined &’ strong! You guys know how to make money &’ I know that you will go far in life! You have all these plans for your future. It’s incredible how goal oriented you are, even when we first met. You were 11 &’ already planned you life. Now you’re 19 &’ damn you achieved a lot ever since! I learned &’ I still learn so much from you. You’re always by my side &’ you support me no matter what. Capricorn are honestly one of the best people you can have in your life’s!

Aquarius- So fun &’ rebellious at first but once we became friends, you’re honestly the kindest &’ politest person I’ve ever met! You’re so smart &’ out going but so closed up with you feelings. You’re so positive &’ you have such good manners, I just love it. But you still know how to keep the party fun!

Pisces- Gentle &’ sensitive. All Pisces I know (which aren’t to many) are just the kindest humans alive. You take everything quite hard to your hearts &’ when you guys are mad it’s so cute. I could cuddle you all day! You’re so loyal &’ sweet. I wish I knew more of you guys!


I hope you guys liked it! This can apply to moon signs as well :)

More than this-Stiles Stilinski/Theo Raeken {part 13}

[click here for part 1-12/masterlist]

A/N: I don’t really know what to say because i’m kind of tired, but i actually updated again so wow props to me i guess? :) I hope you like this chapter, mah bby Kira is finally back..and someone else makes their presence too ;) I would be extremely happy about feedback or a reblog or just if you enjoy my story :) Love you guys xx


warnings: swearing, mentions of sExual IntErcOurse *scandalous* (i hate myself lol)


,,If you would have known that he broke my heart and then slept with me, you would think differently wouldn’t you?”

I looked into blanc faces. Was it shock? Did they process what I had just said?

My mother nervously laughed, showing how irritated she was.

,,You can’t be serious.  I don’t know what has gotten into you! This is not how I raised you, young lady!”

My father nodded, sending me a disappointed look.

,,Your mother is right. That kind of behavior is unacceptable.”

The realization that they showed no interest in my confession about Stiles, whatsoever, hit me. They just didn’t believe me.

It was always like that. Whenever I had done something that had upset them and I would try to explain it to them, they wouldn’t believe a word I said. Instead of letting me defend myself, they just ignored me.

,,You don’t believe me, do you? Well guess what. You shouldn’t have booked ONE SINGULAR FUCKING Room for me and Stiles, because while you guys slept oh-so-peacefully in your shared room, me and Stiles had FREAKING SEX IN OURS!”

“Watch your mouth! I can’t be-“

,,NO!” I interrupted them ,,I don’t need to hear it! I don’t need to hear you telling me how disappointed you are in me and how disgusted you are. I don’t need to hear you talk about what of a fucking screw-up I am. I already know! I already feel bad about myself! PLEASE, for ONCE, give it a damn rest and let us just drive home!”

When I was done with my rant, I was out of breath and just felt exhausted. I noticed warm liquid pouring down my face and realized I had cried- again. I was just completely done with this whole situation. I just wanted to go home and curl up into a ball. Literally.

My parents exchanged looks, they seemed to contemplate on whether or not to drag this conversation out even more. My mother nodded at my dad, who then turned to me with a frown.

,,Get back in the car. But don’t think this conversation is over! We’ll talk about this once we’re at home and ready.”

Even if I wasn’t happy with the thought of having to talk about this again, it was enough for now.

But when I turned around to head back to the car, my mood dropped even lower. There was Stiles, looking at me with the car window down. He had listened to the entire scenario. His expression was unreadable and I was too eager on getting this trip over with to think about it.

,,I’m the worst person on this entire fucking planet.” I sighed loudly, plopping down on Kira’s bed.

The car drive had remained silent for the most part. I tried my best to not look at Stiles through the side mirror and I listened to music on my phone to avoid any sort of conversation.

When we had arrived, I ran up to my room as quickly as possible, put all of my stuff on my bed and left immediately. Luckily my parents were so distracted by unpacking, they didn’t notice my absence.

I had called Kira and told her to pick me up a few houses away from where I lived, and she came as fast as she could.

The original plan was that I would stay calm, just chat with her for a while, maybe watch a movie and then as the day progressed, I would tell her about the Stiles situation.

Well, the plan failed. Miserably.

Instead, as soon as I entered her car and she greeted me with a hug, I burst out into tears.

She consoled me for a solid twenty minutes until I stopped crying so we could drive to her place.

,,No (y/n), you’re not. Look, I’m not saying that what you guys did was okay, it totally wasn’t. “ she laid down beside me on her bed, turning her face to give me a sympathetic smile.

,,But you’re human. And you’re feelings for Stiles go deep. You guys are messy and confusing and honestly, it doesn’t surprise me that something like that happened.”

She scooted closer to me and rested her head against mine ,,I love you (y/n), and I want you to be happy. But you can’t keep doing this. This whole push and pull between you and Stiles it’s…it’s killing you. I can see it. And then there’s Theo….”

Kira had always been the one who could give me the best advice. She would support me and build me up all the time, but she was also honest about everything. I knew what she said made sense. And I also knew that I had to make an important decision, one that I was just simply not ready for.

And like she said, there was still Theo. For as long as I could, I tried not to think about him, because every time I let myself do that, the guilt would eat me alive. He was there for me when I needed someone the most. At first he was just a casual hook-up, someone to take my mind of Stiles. But he had become so much more than just a rebound or a distraction. I genuinely liked him. He made me feel safe and…loved. And I had already started to give up on love.

For what felt like the thousand time today, my emotions took over and I started to cry.

,,I can’t do this Kira. I can’t.” I sobbed.

For the rest of the afternoon, Kira soothed me, brought me my favorite snacks and put in my favorite movies.

When the sun was starting to set, it was my cure to take off. Kira insisted to drive me home, and I wasn’t really complaining.

I stood in front of my door for probably five minutes before pulling out my keys and entering, dreading the upcoming talk with my parents. I just hoped and prayed they weren’t too mad at me and we could end this without any more screaming.

While I was taking off my jacket, my father was already walking towards me, wearing a stern expression. Mentally preparing myself I raised my eyebrows at him, in a so-are-we-going-to-have-the-talk-now? kind of way.

What I wasn’t prepared for, was my dad telling me that ,,There’s someone waiting for you upstairs” in the most cold tone ever.

And what I definitely wasn’t prepared for, was to find Theo standing in my room.

As soon as we made eye contact, his face lit up and he strode towards me, grabbing myself and pressing his lips against mine after mumbling

,,God, I missed you.”

[Click here for part 14]


More than this confessions:

“ Hi, I just read More than this, and I wanted to say I really enjoyed it. But jeezzz, that cliffhanger though! (I also secretly really like it that Malia is a bitch in this and kira is the ultimate bad ass, because I don’t like Malia at all ( idk why) and kira is just awesome). Keep up the good work👍🏻 “ - anon

FIC TITLE: Inkstained 
FIC TYPE: One Shot
A/N: This is not a new piece of writing – it’s one that I found in my drafts that I didn’t really like enough to publish at the time, but I edited some parts of it and added a new ending and figured that I should give you guys something during my hiatus!! So here you go!! It’s definitely different from my usual stuff. Regular is Camila, italics is Lauren. 

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Take 1 minute to read this, please.

Last night was really bad.
It really messed me up.
It was emotionally draining and mind challenging.
I fell asleep, thinking I were living a proper nightmare.

Today I woke up to a million messages and asks from the most random people.
All of them showing me love and support, making me feel cared for.
Maybe I’m being lame here but it really meant a lot to me, you guys.

Thank you for everything and know that if you ever need a shoulder, an ego booster or just a simple advice, you can hit me up. I’ll always be here for as long as it is possible and I’ll do my best to help you out and give you a reason to smile.

Have an amazing day, you beautiful humans. Stay safe and don’t forget to curl a smile onto those lips of yours because you’ll look stunning doing so. Be happy, you deserve it.

- Migs.

anonymous asked:

Hi, Seja. So recently my ex and I decided to get back together and this time we're taking it real slow. We're more mature and more vocal than before. I don't want to get attached like last time, what would you recommend me doing to take my mind of things, breathe and to not get attached

It’s good that you recognise the changes and want to make a difference this time, I’m so proud of you baby 💓 the best advice I can give you is to keep a very clear head and not let your emotion get the better of you. Always prioritise rationality and being logical, trust me blind love is a recipe for disaster. Make sure you guys communicate a lot, imo that’s the basis of a stable relationship.

The Signs From A Libra's Perspective
  • Aries: You guys are hilarious for starters. Always find a way to cheer me up, and even though we clash sometimes you always understand me at the end of the day. Love to explore, and I am so down to follow you anywhere. Killer sense of style, surprisingly amazing/ecclectic music taste. HARD WORKERS. When you guys zero in on something BOY DO YOU ZERO IN.
  • Taurus: My partners in crime. You guys are so deep, and I am so honored I've seen that side of you. You're two steps ahead of everyone at all times, but nobody knows except for me. Total boss ass bitches--unstoppable. When you care about someone you really care about them, but when you don't its hilarious and I live for all the shade you throw! Also the biggest underdogs who I champion 24/7.
  • Gemini: My roof in the pouring rain. Complex individuals who are so misunderstood it breaks my heart. They build up walls but boy when they tear them down for you they are AMAZING. Great listeners, always there for me, HILARIOUS. Always someone I can have fun with, so special to me. I can 1000% let my hair down with them and they can do the same with me. Has no issue telling the truth, so analytical. They have huge hearts but are so lowkey about it. Great sense of style, the greatest taste in music. They are their own worst enemies though, nobody can criticize a Gemini more than they do themselves. LOVEABLE ASSHOLES.
  • Cancer: Though they are stereotyped to be very sensitive, nurturing and that weird "uwu" type of person--I beg to differ. Every Cancer I know is a badass and very practical. Ultra snarky and sarcastic little shits AND I LIVE FOR IT. They always have something rad going on with their hair too, very rebellious. They do have a sensitive though, and they try hard to conceal it by rebelling--but I see you guys it's okay to feel that way!!
  • Leo: IS THERE ANYTHING A LEO CAN'T DO?? When I think of you guys, the quote "Anything you can do I can do better" reverberates in my mind. Leo's are the closest thing I get to a physical version of a reality check. They are the ones who bring me down when my head is in the clouds and I get too idealisitc. Confident in various aspect of life but lack that same confidence in others. Bright minds, extremely intelligent. Sometimes can be very unsympathetic, often overlook emotions. Funloving, they are the center of attention and rightfully so. Charming, know how to get what they want out of anyone. Great taste in cinema, my favorite person to debate with. ALWAYS check in on me even when I don't have the time for them, always make time for me no matter how busy and I appreciate them for it so much. Cunning, excellent orators--such cadence in their speech it blows me away.
  • Virgo: I either love you guys or I....don't. To those that I love dearly you are everywhere at once, you are more than what you fear at night in bed. Brave souls with creative minds--always thinking outside the box! Such Casanovas though like how do you guys get all the bitches??? Teach me your ways! Always listen to my advice. SO.FREAKING.ORGANIZED. Great with money, channel their emotions into their creative outlets. One with nature, really at peace when they are content with their surroundings. Very logical and objective..but not the best with understanding why they may feel a certain way.
  • Libra: Oh hey...you're me?? Awkward. What's up? Every Libra I know is a huge people pleaser. Has a hard time saying no..like a really hard time saying no. Lowkey assholes. (especially Libra guys) We're kind of on another planet sometimes, the worst texters I know but yet we're always on our phones?? Hands down THE STYLISH OF THE ZODIAC OK?? Such nerds though..take their academic careers so seriously. Either super shy--that type of kid who doesn't talk and then says something really real/ funny and everyone is like ?!!!?!?!?!? or THE LIFE OF THE FREAKING PARTY. Passive aggressive little fucks and I live for it when it isn't directed towards me. Great listeners, give you the best advice. Hate when we feel taken advanatage of...usually know when we are being taken advantage of. Fiercely loyal, flirty (WE THINK WERE BEING FRIENDLY OK) Lowkey really sad we can't save the world with our idealistic visions.
  • Scorpio: Like virgos..I love you or I...don't. Your quiet nature reassures me, but I know your emotions are like a volcano. Very hands on, dark, hilarious. Some of you come for advice and listen to me...others not so much. Introverted Scorpios are my favorites, and I live for your insight. Your passion astounds me! As for extroverted types: BE YOURSELF. I PROMISE YOU PEOPLE LIKE YOU MORE IF YOU STOP FAKING IT. Either extemely selfless or extremely selfish--a lot of extremes with you guys. Very vocal, have an issue with being wrong though. (it's ok I do too)
  • Sagittarius: SO.FREAKING.FUNNY. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH. You know how to party and how to throw one even better. Amazing at whatever profession they choose to go into. Have an eye for colors, more so than anyone else. Excellent cooks, killer makeup artists. Like Geminis, they too have big hearts it just is under alot of snarkiness. Would go to the end of the earth for someone they care about. SO.FIERCE. IN EVERY SENSE OF THE WORD. However, do NOT wrong them--you will either be dead to them or they will make your life a living hell. They are my driving force, they ask me to jump and I say "How high?"
  • Capricorn: Yes, they are hard workers, yes, they are everything the astrology stereotypes say about them. Capricorns are sweethearts but you have to go on a journey to discover this. They will only show you this side if they deem you good enough, and that is because they don't want you to hurt them. Loyal, oddly incredibly athletic??? SUCH DORKS. Deep down, they need you though, so be there for your Capricorn. When they are certain about who they are they are a delight, when they are uncertain of who they are it is a living nightmare.
  • Aquarius: Oh Aquarius....what can I say about Aquarius. Some of you are my detached weirdo alien bffs...others well damn. The only one of the zodiac who is fully capable of making me the happiest person alive or the most miserable person alive. Your attention shifts a lot, you're never forward, one minute you chase me the next I'm chasing you. We are like cat and mouse. There is a side to you only few have seen, some days I am grateful I have seen it and other days I wish you never showed me it because it makes judging every thing you do even harder. The smartest people I know, walking Wikipedias--super cool, so goofy. Someone who I would sadly go to the ends of the earth for no matter what. You bring out the best in me and the very worst in me. I wish we loved each other in the same way, I wish you loved me like I love you but I'm okay with that at this point.
  • Pisces: Misunderstood souls. Old souls who deserve the world. You inspire me to strive to help everyone all the time and to love everyone all the time. It breaks my heart to see you mistreated because you deserve to be SO HAPPY. Never lose sight of your humanity because one day you will be in a better place and you will need it. Deeply sensitive but not in the critical whiny baby way--they are extremely intuitive and are often overlooked. Brilliant writers, their pieces will move you and bring tears to your eyes. Simultaneously a cutie pie and a freaking BOMBSHELL VIXEN. LOVES SPACE SO MUCH. Empowering. I wish you loved yourself as much as I love you.

anonymous asked:

What do you do when all else fails, and you just want to give up on your work? I'm so tired of pouring my passion out into words, then just flat-out being ignored.

I want to tell you that you just have to keep going, but I don’t think it’s quite that simple, so prepare for a long post. I mean, you should keep going because if this is what your passion is then you shouldn’t let anything or anyone in the world keep you from it. But I know that this advice can seem that stock motivational poster type stuff like “Just Hang On!” because I know that I have days where I think that I’ll never make it as a writer. I’m lucky that this blog has gotten so many followers and you guys are honestly one of the things that gives me that kick in the butt when I get into a slump. The thing is, I think writers and artists of all kind are kind of stuck in this shadow of people who are always telling us that unless you get on the Best Seller list or get your artwork displayed in a gallery or get a part on Broadway then you’re not really an artist.

That’s bullshit.

Writers don’t write because we must be published. A writer writes because we have no other choice but to pour these stories out, even if we’re the only ones who will ever see it. We see things others just pass by, hear the stories in everyday life, and feel feelings we can’t quite describe no matter how long we search for the right word but we try anyway. We write because these experiences are too loud to keep to ourselves. It’s more than a passion, it’s a need.

Writing can feel like such a lonely thing sometimes when you keep creating and no one listens or you seem to be stuck in the same place, never moving forward to your goal. But you have to keep trying. One day, someone will find your work and follow it. Then the next person will show up and so on. I can’t tell you when that will happen because I want to be completely honest but I truly believe that if you keep working and putting your heart into this work then someone out there will listen. Maybe you don’t win a Nobel Prize in Literature or write a book that gets turned into a movie or get your name on the Best Seller list. That’s okay. You are a writer as long as you are putting words on a page.

Just please, please, please don’t give up. If you need someone to care about your talent, I care. I don’t know who you are or what you’ve written but I don’t want any writer or artist or person to give up on what they love, ever, because if you give up then what’s stopping the rest of us? 

Please don’t give up. We all need your voice. I need your voice.

this blog started as a way for me to share my writing with people and it honestly means so much that there are 1000 of you who are interested enough in my stupid stories to follow me. i’ve also met some beautiful people on here who make me smile everyday so here’s a little shoutout to you guys


@virgodiosa: you’ve been here since the days of calumkissmequick before this blog was even born so props to you for dealing with me for so long. you always give me the best writing advice (never mind helping me deal with all the other messy shit that is my life) and bless you for essentially turning into a bella’s writing fanblog. i don’t say this enough leslie but i love you so much and i’m so so glad that i have you for a best friend  

@queenmichaels: i can’t even remember how we started talking tbh but i’m so happy we did bc i love our political/social discussion rants too much, almost as much as i love ur beautiful typos. im so so excited for exams to be over and for #bizzie to finally rise in all its glory bella no, lizzie yes 

@cashtontrash: danielle my fellow cambridge babe, im so glad i found someone who loves cashton even more than i do (and a little bit surprised too tbf) and i cannot wait for the dream to come true one day when we can interrail around europe with them (and also thank u for always leaving the nicest tags on my writing) 

@mp3calum: al you are my beautiful fellow hoe and i honestly do not know where i’d be without you to scream to about all the fuckboys in my life. you make me laugh so much bc you’re just as extra as me and one day i swear im gonna have to come over bc we need to have a chance to wingman each other also so i can kick adam’s ass 

@rich-homie-calum: gigi im so glad tylum bought us together bc honestly i haven’t met anyone i’m so in sync with in a long time our genius works so beautifully together and you make me laugh so much as well. i cannot wait to work more on our ridiculous epic of a fic and break a million hearts in the process


okay now onto the rest of the beautiful people i follow that make my dash a happier place (bolded are more favs) 

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