A/N: This is not requested, I just wanted to do it, so my blog is active. I’ll be posting stuff like this almost everyday!
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Mark: He would probably laugh thinking you were cute and would wrapped his arms around for a hug. If you were serious though, like I’m talking you were ready you fight, then he’d be more serious too. Probably pull you anywhere else, away from her.
Jaebum: He wouldn’t like for you to be jealous. He’d want you to know that he’s only got eyes for you and only you. In fact, he’ll tell you that to try and make you calm down a little bit.
Jackson: He would in some way feel hurt a little bit, for you to even think he was looking at another girl. Maybe even annoyed that you would be like this especially if it wasn’t the first time. He’d kiss you and tell you sweet things to make sure you’d understand that he’s yours. He would try his best to cheer you up.
Jinyoung: Would straight up find it cute and funny at the same time, might even tease you about it. He would be flatter that you were jealous, but at the same time would find it hilarious that you’re getting so worked up over a girl. He’d probably kiss your cheek and say, “Jagiya, you know I’m all yours.”
Youngjae: He would not find it cute. He’d probably find it annoying and frustrating that you keep getting jealous over girls that mean nothing to him. He would tell you over and over, “I love you and only you,” until it got stuck in your head.
BamBam: Would be teasing you to the max! This boy would not let it go for a week or more, depending on how jealous you got. Like he’d be telling you everyday, “Noona did my make up today and she touched my lips, are you jealous?”
Yugyeom: He would try to figure out why you were jealous of that girl when he doesn’t even know her. He’d tell you that he loves you so much, he couldn’t even think of other girls then proceed to bury his head into your neck and chuckle at how cute you were.
As some of you might know, I used to be very active here on Tumblr and answer a lot of questions and asks about the goth subculture that people had. In the spring I started decreasing the amount I posted - from 15 a day to the 5 it is now - and I became slower and slower in replying to messages. I’ve been trying my best to keep up but it just wasn’t happening and I have had to apologise every now and then to those whose asks have gone unanswered. Since I haven’t been able to change the situation as well as I had hoped, I thought that maybe it’s time I explain some reasons behind this.
I am hiding this behind a “keep reading” link because I don’t want to this to end up on other blogs. Please do not reblog this post as it is highly personal.
honestly I think my fave thing about being with your partner for years is that you learn and come to just….readily accept…all the weird shit they do. like my partner will randomly get up at night and stand in the doorway of the bathroom or the bedroom for extended periods of time. and at first, i was always like “babe what are you doing?” all cautious and shit like this was some paranormal activity bullshit and now it’s just like “come on, let’s go, get your sleepy, possessed ass back in bed”.
other people progressing their art: better composition, more appealing color usage, better shading and line quality, amazing attention to detail and visibly better, different, and more interesting pieces all around me progressing my art: remove the nose
Note: I’m really excited about this one. Its the first one in a while that isn’t a request, but is one I came up with on my own. It hits a little close to home for me this week. I am still writing your requests and trying to get to as many as possible. Sorry that I haven’t posted as much as I normally do these past couple of days, I’ve just been insanely busy. I promise I didn’t forget about you guys and that I’m doing my best to get to your requests and be as active as possible. I love you all, and I hope you know that you’re strong enough to handle whatever this week has in store.
Summary: A shooter targets the school you work at. Shawn hears about it, and freaks out when you don’t reply to his text messages.
wake up at five in the morning feeling extremely sick. You’re in the weird
state between being awake and asleep. You don’t have the energy to be awake,
but you can’t seem to fall asleep. Finally, after two hours of complete misery, tossing and turning, and overall just feeling extremely sick, you decide that
there is no possible way you’re going to make it to work. You work at an elementary school for a few hours every morning to help the kids with reading and writing. You text your
supervisor to let her know that you’re sick and won’t be able to make it to
work, and then you finally manage to fall back asleep.
you awake again, both of your roommates are gone so you assume you’ve slept in pretty
late. The good thing, though, is that you feel a lot better than you did earlier. You automatically, check your phone, mostly wondering about the time, but
what you find surprises you. You have 5 missed calls from Shawn and 9 text
messages from his as well. You also have texts from other people you know. You open Shawn’s text message thread first.
You’re really confused as to what he’s talking about. Before you even get a chance to look up whats going on or reply to his text messages, your phone rings. No surprise, it’s Shawn calling. You answer it immediately. “Hello?”
“(Y/n)! What’s going on? Are you okay? Where are you?” His voice is frantic.
“I’m fine Shawn. I’m at my apartment. I don’t know what’s going on. I’m sick so I didn’t go to work. I was sleeping and I woke up to a bunch of text messages from you.”
“Thank God you’re alright.” He responds. He still sounds stressed out, but he mostly sounds relieved. “I was so worried. You didn’t answer my texts.”
“I’m sorry Shawn. I was sleeping.”
“It’s okay, all that matters is that you’re okay.”
“What happened?” You ask, not knowing the details.
“There was a shooter at the elementary school you work at. I’m not sure too much else because they wouldn’t say much, just that there was an active shooter and a lockdown and that’s why I was so scared. I think they just caught the shooter though.”
“Oh, I see.” You respond.
You hear someone’s voice in the background. It sounds like an announcement of some sort over a speaker.
“Where are you?” You ask him, confused.
“I’m at the airport.” He responds.
“Oh, why? Where are you going?” You ask. You know that he’s home in Canada. He just got there yesterday, why would he be at the airport. He’s supposed to spend the next week with his family and friends at home, and you were planning to fly out to Canada to see him on Friday so you could spend the weekend with him.
“I’m coming to LA.” He responds.
“What? Why?” You ask. Its not that you don’t want him to come, but you know he was looking forward to spending the week with his family in Canada and just being able to be home for a little while, which he doesn’t get to do very often. And you were going to fly out to see him in a few days anyway.
“I heard about the shooting. You weren’t replying. I didn’t know where you were or if you were okay. I couldn’t just stay in Canada. I need to see you.” He still sounds stressed and a little frantic, even though he knows you’re okay now.
“Shawn, I told you I’m fine. You don’t have to come anymore because I wasn’t even at the school.” You remind him.
“But you could have been. I thought you were. For two hours I thought you were there. And I just kept thinking about how there was someone with a gun near you. And I was so fucking scared. You weren’t replying and I couldn’t do anything. I didn’t know if you were okay, or if…” He trails off, unable to finish that sentence. You realize just how much this shooting affected Shawn. You aren’t really aware of the magnitude of the situation because you weren’t awake while everything was happening. But Shawn was trying to get updates, and reading websites about it, the whole time thinking that your life was in danger.
“Shawn, baby. I’m fine, okay? Nothing happened to me. I wasn’t there. I promise I’m just fine.” You try to reassure him.
“I know. Now I know that. I didn’t before.”
“Now that you know, you can stay in Canada with your family and friends and I’ll come see you Friday.”
“I’m still coming.” Theres some noise in the background, and then he says, “I have to go, (Y/n). I’ll see you soon.”
You don’t want to convince him not to come see you because you want to see him, more than anything. But you feel bad that he’s coming to see you when he should be spending time with his family that he barely gets to see. Regardless, the desperation and determination in his voice tells you that theres no point in trying to convince him of anything.
“I’ll see you soon baby.” You respond.
“Love you,” He hurriedly says. You return the sentiment and then he hangs up.
You scroll through some texts sent from friends and family back home that were concerned for your safety. You reassure them all that you are fine and you weren’t at the school when that happened. You read some articles on the shooting to find out that the shooter didn’t actually kill anyone. They still don’t have all the information, but mostly it was a big scare. There was a standoff, and a lockdown, which is why Shawn was so terrified, because he didn’t have much information and nothing was for sure.
They only recently released a statement confirming that no one was killed and that the shooter was able to be taken into custody. You’re really relieved to read this because you know so many people who were at the school. It leaves you a little shaken to realize just how close of a call this was. Not only could you have been there during this, but you could have been killed or injured, or someone you knew could have been hurt.
You’ve heard about or read about shootings that have happened at schools across the country in the past, but you never experienced it this close. It leaves you a little shaken realizing just how close it was, and you’re glad that Shawn is coming, even though you feel bad for taking him away from his friends and family.
About four hours later, your boyfriend knocks on your apartment door. When you open it, he immediately wraps his arms tightly around you. He holds you for a few minutes without saying a word. Finally, he says, “I was so scared, (Y/n). I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You don’t have to find out, don’t worry.” You reassure him.
“It wasn’t your fault, but please don’t ever scare me like that again.” He says, not loosening his grip on you at all.
“I won’t.” You respond.
“Actually, it’s fine. I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again, so we won’t have to worry about that.”
I’ve been on a semi-hiatus and I honestly hate not being active but I go to write some of these drabbles in my inbox (I’m sorry if you asked for one and it isn’t done yet) and I just can’t do it, I lack the motivation but it’s because of things going on in my personal life. That being said I want to try something That I personally love and it would be easy or me to do while giving everyone something 😊 should I try doing texts? You can request any group that I write for and any scenario and I’ll make them and post them? I want to do something for all of you😩😩
I need some recommendations for stylish and
comfortable sneakers to buy. My Nike’s are falling apart and having comfortable
shoes for my daily commute to work is really important. Help meee. I want to be
comfortable and cute at the same time plz.
Sometimes I check Tumblr on my laptop
because I think that maybe images and videos will actually load but that’s
really an illusion. Tumblr does not load on any of my devices and it’s
infuriating. I end up just scrolling through for text posts and since there’s
not a lot of active Korea tumblrs anymore, there’s just not much stuff on my
dash in general. It makes me sad because I used to really enjoy reading up on
everyone’s life and seeing all kinds of cute pictures. It kind of makes me feel
unmotivated to blog as well.
Did I tell you guys that my coworker
married that Korean guy? They did all the paperwork the week before last and
they’re officially married. They dated for about six months. Their wedding will
be in a couple of months in a church, which his family is paying for. She’s a
Trump supporter. She’s one of the oddest, most incompetent people I’ve ever met.
I’m not one to judge, but I’m judginggggggggg. During our lunch conversations,
she’s usually completely silent unless we talk about her lipo or her husband.
Yesterday, she got offended and left the room when we started talking about
pee. The good thing about Korea is that you meet people you didn’t realize
existed in the actual world.
I’ve studied every day this week. I’m so
proud of me. Yesterday was a much easier day in general after having a very
long and serious conversation with my class about their behavior the day before
that. Children usually react by lashing out when there’s big changes to their
routines. If your kids don’t have a routine, make one, and if there’s a big
change coming, making sure you explain it to them beforehand. Just talking to
my kids directly about their behavior and discussing why they were acting the
way they were acting made a world of difference.
It’s Thursday! Almost Friday. Almost time
for Sun to permanently come home, our home. Almost time for us to annoy each
other to death, or kill each other intentionally, whichever comes first?
Most of you contact me through email (which is great) but sometimes you send a text when you arrive at my incall location (which is also perfectly fine). I’d like to let you know that I’ve changed my phone number. I’ve used the same one for about a year and it has accumulated tons of Backpage traffic that I no longer want or need. I stopped posting with the site months before it became censored because it is not where my desired clientele would come from. If you have any questions feel free to ask. I’ll keep the number active for now just in case you don’t see this right away. When you do - please text, email or direct message me for my new phone number. IT WILL NOT BE GIVEN OUT TO NEW CLIENTS OR FOLLOWERS. ALWAYS INITIATE CONTACT VIA EMAIL OR DM 💋 If you have to question whether or not you’re a regular client, you’re probably not. Thanks for understanding 💜
Sorry this blog has become a shitposting hoard of random things I find funny lol I have been more or less inactive in the Yugioh fandom but I appreciate that people are still finding and reblogging my older work. I haven’t exactly ‘left’ You don’t just leave the Yugioh fandom. I’m more like, in hibernation lol
My haikyuu blog, however, is super active and I’ve been posting art like crazy. I’ve been hiding there. If you want to find me feel free to follow my blog there. Link is in my blog description~ I am trying to keep it more or less spoil free. I’ve only seen to anime so far, I’ll be reading the manga soon thou. There is quality content that is left out of the anime lol Anyway, thank you for hanging around and being patient~ I hope you like my shitposts regardless :D
maybe i should just, make this post real quick since i’ve seen the same post on my dash twice, both times untagged. if it was only once i’d go to the person privately and tell them to tag it but:
if you’re posting something regarding trans violence that has ACTUAL GRAPHIC PICTURES OF THE ASSAULT, please mutuals, tag it with ‘koodles don’t look’ or something like that.
it frustrates and infuriates me that rather than respect that deceased person’s life they’ll post the active pictures of the assault along with the article. I wont disrespect that person by looking at their untimely humiliating death.
there’s a world of a difference between posting that person’s picture of them with family than a PHOTOSET of them being actively beaten by a bunch of fucking transphobic punks in Nikes backpacks.
I’m fine! I, um, fell in love with an unobtainable WoW character! *laughs nervously* How are you?
Good? For the most part? Mental health is weird, but I’m on a generally upwards swing of things. I’ve gotten really involved with activism in my city and union this year, so a lot of the times I’ve just been too emotionally drained to come onto tumblr and want to get involved with things here. It was much easier to take a step back and put my energy in places where I could spend it and not feel like a lump afterwards.
It’s also been emotionally draining in my life as I came out as genderfluid to everyone in my life and changed my name to Myka! The reaction by and large was positive for me, but even then it’s emotionally draining to manage everyone’s reactions and well-meaning support. My work completely surprised me by full on jumping on the train, with HR taking over informing everyone so I don’t have to, and making sure all my information is updated.
Work for places that support your identity, kids.
I’m also about a thousand percent more gay than I was when I was previously on this site.