you make my world brighter

I think a fundamental part of online friendships that people ‘outside’ fail to understand is how comforting it is to have friends right there in your pocket who will keep you company in good times and bad, listen to your rants, let you vent, be supportive whilst offering outsider perspective…

  • Need to be alone but need support too? Pocket friends.
  • Something awful just happened and there’s nobody around for you to tell? Pocket friends.
  • Need to let your feelings out but don’t want people to see you ugly-cry? Pocket friends.

Keep being amazing, pocket friends. You couldn’t possibly imagine how important you are.

I am really curious about the kind of concept nct dream is gonna comeback with

P.S. I Love You- A Sirius Black Imagine

A/N: I know, I know, two imagines in one night? Anyways, this is a little something that I decided to work on and post tonight in dedication to @goblackhatwithme . I hope you enjoy it, Renee! There are probably many mistakes in this so I am sorry but I wanted to get this posted tonight. This also has nothing to do with the film “P.S. I Love You,” but I thought it was a cute title. Hope you all enjoy!

Originally posted by nellaey

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. You were in the boys’ dormitory, lounging on Sirius’ bed and waiting for him to get out of the shower. You sighed in slight annoyance as you knew it was going to be a while. He was always so keen on using the “finest muggle products for his precious hair” and cursed Lily and yourself for showing them to him in the first place.

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Things Jack has said/ wrote on his whiteboard:


“You’re not a bad person, you can get out of it and I believe in you. If no one else believes in you just trust that I believe in you.”

“Please keep your chin up. You may not see it now but you are a unique beautiful individual in your own way, so keep on fighting and stick in there.”

“I hope I can be there for you, as a voice as a friend while playing games with you. If anyone feels lonley or depressed or anything like that, Jack is here.”

“Sometimes you gotta have downs, to have ups. It’s not always gonna be fucking rainbows and sunshine all the time, that just doesn’t work that’s not life. Life is gonna kick you in the hoochies every now and then you just gotta get up and go ‘Hey! That hurt! That made me cry. But I’m gonna get up stronger from that and not get kicked in the hoochies again.’ ”

“You have to have some of the dark times to be able to experience the light every now and then.”

“Failure is not the end.”

“Sadness isn’t weakness.”

“It’s not about the final product, it’s about the journey, the experience. Being able to look back and say “I did this!”

“Whatever you like to do, whatever you’re good at, DO IT! Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.”

“Do what you do. Do what makes you happy. And stop trying to please everyone else, just be happy.”

“Be true to yourself.”

“Do your best.”

“Be more positive.”

“Sometimes it’s good to take a deeper look at yourself and see the flaws so you can work on them and become a better person.”

“Learn your weaknesses and fears. Embrace them, then no one will be able to use them.”

“People are just gonna hate you for really stupid reasons sometimes. And you just gotta power through it. You just gotta ignore them. Don’t take the haters seriously.”

“You make me smile. Thank you!”

“If I can make one person smile or laugh everyday then I know I’m doing good.”

“Do great things. Work harder.”

“Whatever you’re going through is temporary. Suicide is permanent. It’s a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I believe in you and whatever you’re going through you can fight through it.”

“So please, keep on fighting.”

“Go out there and show the world who’s boss!”

"Think before you act.”

I’m sure there are tons more and this doesn’t even include the countless twitter and tumblr inspirations he’s posted as well. It’s also one of the main reasons I respect him so highly and look up to him. Jack if you ever read this, thank you for making my world a little brighter everyday.

Married Life

Derek wakes up to the birds chirping outside and the sun shining on his face, as a soft breeze blew in from the open window. Stiles must have opened it this morning to get some fresh air into the house. Derek rolls over searching for his husband only to find empty sheets that seemed to have been vacant for quite some time. He frowns sitting up, he searches around the room trying to find his better half, so he can drag him back to bed for some anniversary sex.

It was their four year anniversary and Derek intended to make love to his husband all day. He gets out of the bed slipping on his robe and stepping into his slippers. Stiles always teased him for having a robe and slippers calling Derek an old man before Derek pinned him to the bed showing him what this “old man” could do. He walks over to the open door their dog following close behind him. He notices a sticky note on the door and takes it off the door, he chuckles softly when he sees that it says, “Happy Anniversary!” on it.

Of course Stiles would do this on their anniversary. He follows the arrow on the sticky note finding another one on the bathroom door.

“Four long years we’ve been married” Derek reads. He rolls his eyes biting his lip to keep himself from smiling so hard. He follows the directions given on the note finding one on the closet door.

“I can’t believe I used to hate you!” It says. Derek laughs at this remembering how they used to argue whenever they saw each other. He goes down the stairs finding one on the banister. He picks it up reading it.

“Sorry I got you arrested…”

Derek snorts looking over at the other banister like the note told him. He finds another one picking it up.

“You make my world ten times more brighter!” he reads. He smiles looking at the little sun Stiles drew. He follows the instructions to go to the kitchen and finds a note on the toaster. He picks it up feeling giddy.

“Sorry I burn the toast…”

Derek laughs at the sad face remembering all the times Stiles attempted to make toast, but always ended up burning it. He looks at the cabinets and sees another note reading it.

“And break plates…”

He chuckles remembering when Stiles dropped a plate the other day and started crying. He made sure the Stiles felt better by buying him the biggest chocolate milkshake at their favorite ice cream place. He heads over to the counter like the instructions said and reads a note.

“And put the dent in the counter…”

Derek snorts remembering when they first started having sex and slamming Stiles onto the counter leaving a huge dent in their counter. He smiles following the instructions to go to the dining room. He sets the other notes down on their table reading the one left at the edge.

“I love it when you make pasta…” it says. He looks where the arrow on the note was pointing.

“Or make me coffee in the mornings.” he reads as soon as he finds the note. Derek grins at the blue coffee cup Stiles drew that was like the one in the cabinet right now. He continues to look in the same direction finding another note.

“You have no idea how much I appreciate you!” he reads. He feels his cheeks heat up and his chest swell. He follows the instructions of going to the living making sure to take all the notes with him. He finds a note on the back of the couch picking it up.

“I love watching those boring documentaries with you.” Derek reads. He smiles remembering how Stiles spent most of the time whining and complaining about how they were boring, but continued to watch them because he knew Derek liked them. He reads the instructions and heads over to the bookshelf and picks up another note reading it.

“You’re so peaceful when you read.”

Derek blushes and follows the arrow over to their DVD rack where they kept all the DVD’s they’ve collected over the years. He finds another note in the superhero section picking it up.

“You have a horrible taste in superheroes!” he reads. He laughs shaking his head, only Stiles would argue about that. He follows the instructions on the note and walks over to the coffee table.

“But you always make it up to me.” Derek reads. He smirks remembering the countless times he’s had Stiles on the coffee table, as Derek gave him a blowjob while they watched another Batman movie. He picks up the note looking where it was pointing at and heads over to his study. He finds a note on the door.

“I admire how hard you work.” it says. He smiles walking into the study spotting a note on the computer. He reads it’s chuckling.

“Thanks for letting me play games on here.”

He smiles following the sign that points at his bookshelf. He grabs it biting his lip.

“I love that you have an endless amount of amazing books!” he reads. He smiles looking at his bookshelf, picturing Stiles running his hand along the spines of the books as Derek works on his latest project. He follows the arrow to his desk seeing a note on one of his latest designs.

“You’re drawings are truly amazing Derek.”

Derek smiles picking the note up he looks around his desk looking for any more. He sees a note on the drawing he has been working on for years for the Hale house. He picks it up and reads it.

“Someday we’ll have the perfect house.” he reads. Derek gives a soft smile tracing a finger over the small, blue house. He chuckles at the instructions telling him to keep looking in the same direction. He finds another one next to the drawing seeing the same blue house.

“The perfect place to have children.” it says. He lets out a low growl his wolf going wild at the thought of having pups around the house. He looks at the two hearts close to the house, one heart blue and the other pink. He frowns wondering why the other one was blue, he walks out of his study following the instructions to look for the dog. He finds the note on the dog’s collar.

“You’re so loving even to the smallest things.” Derek reads. He smiles petting the dog fondly. The dog showed up at their house 2 years ago hurt and cold. He didn’t want to keep the dog, but gave in when Stiles gave him the puppy eyes Derek could never say no to. He reads the instructions and heads to the front door peeling off the note.

“And caring!” he reads. He smiles looking at the hearts surrounding the word caring. He follows the instructions to look at screen door opening the front door. He finds another note with a heart.

“Words cannot express how much I love you!” it says. He feels his chest swell at the endearing note, he walks onto the porch finding a note on the stairs.

“You’re so brave Derek.” he reads. He gives a small smile looking around for Stiles, but only sees more notes on their walkway. He walks down the stairs picking up the first one.

“You have the most amazing smile!” he reads. Derek chuckles shaking his head, only Stiles would be this cheesy. He walks over to the second note and picks it up.

“I get lost in your eyes every time I look at you!”

Derek snorts cringing a little at how corny it was. He walks over to the next note bending down.

“I love you to the moon and beyond!” Derek reads smiling fondly. It was Stiles’s favorite saying even though it was supposed to be a joke. He looks at the big stack of sticky notes in his hand smiling, this was way better than his idea. He finds the next one not too far away almost at the end of the walkway. He picks it up and reads it.

“This is where we first kissed and the moment I realized I loved you.”

Derek bites his lip remembering the day Stiles kissed him for the first time. How his heart was beating out of his chest and the way Stiles looked at him. He follows the instructions and heads to the woods finding a note on the tree that leads into the woods.

“I’m sorry your family is dead. I would do anything to them back to you…” Derek frowns as he reads the note confused on why the sudden change in the mood. He continues on finding more notes on more trees.

“I’m sorry you’ve struggled for so long…” Derek reads. His frown continues as he reads more notes.

“I’m sorry people say mean things when they see us in public…”

Derek starts to panic. He hurries to the next note trying to figure out what was going on.

“I’m sorry I can’t get pregnant.” the next one says. Derek adds it to his pile and heads for the last note smelling Stiles’s familiar scent.

“I’m sorry for ever making you cry.” the very last note says. He follows Stiles’s scent the notes balled in his fist. He’s interpret them later, but right now he needs to be with Stiles. When he finally reaches Stiles he pulls him into a hug breathing in his scent. Stiles giggles hugging him back.

“What’s wrong is everything alright?!” Derek asks checking for any cuts or bruises. Stiles laughs and pushes him away.

“I’m fine Derek,” Stiles says fixing his shirt. “What makes you think anything is wrong?”

“The notes.” Derek says frowning. Stiles laughs again and shakes his head.

“You’re forgetting the most important ones.” Stiles says. He points at the note on his shirt. Derek peels it off reading it.

“I can’t wait for you to be a father!” he reads. He looks at Stiles confused. Stiles gives him a smile and lifts up his shirt to reveal a small baby bump with a sticky note on it.

“A father to a beautiful, baby boy…or girl.” it says. Derek looks up his eyes wide. He drops to his knees pulling the note off Stiles tummy. He sets his ear on Stiles’s stomach listening to Stiles’s heartbeat and one more. He looks up tears pooling in his eyes.

“How far along are you?” Derek asks.

“Three months.” Stiles says running a hand through Derek’s hair.

“How did I not know?” Derek whispers. He rests his head on Stiles’s stomach again.

“I had Deaton help me hide it,” Stiles says. “I wanted it to be a surprise for you.”

“I thought-I thought that we couldn’t get pregnant.” Derek says. He kisses Stiles’s stomach listening to the small heartbeat again.

“Deaton found this spell book and I found something about pregnancies, so I figured I’d try it.” Stiles says. Derek continues to rub his stomach the tears flowing down his cheeks.

“I’m going to be a dad?” He asks shocked. Stiles laughs continuing to run his hands through Derek’s hair.

“Happy anniversary babe.” Stiles says. Derek stands up and kisses his husband with as much emotion he could pour into a kiss. This truly was the best anniversary gift a man could possible get from his spouse.

(Just a little thing I did yesterday nothing too important. There were also some baby hints in there see if you can try and find them except the last two they just give it away. There’s a couple!)

Solangelo Through the Ages

Age 5                          

Will looked around his kindergarten classroom. There didn’t appear to be anyone he would be interested in making friends with, and he was just about to give up and sit on his own when a boy a little smaller than him with glowing white skin, jet black hair and chocolate eyes walked through the door. Will immediately wanted to befriend him.

 Once the boy sat down, Will walked over to him. “Hi!” he said enthusiastically. “What’s your name?”

 “My name is Nico. What’s your name?”

 “My name’s Will.”

 “Cool. Do you wanna be my friend?” he asked hopefully.

 “Yeah!” Will said happily, sitting down next to Nico.

Age 10

It was a normal Saturday afternoon, and Will was on the couch reading a book. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it!” he called to his parents.

He opened the door. “Nico?” he asked. Will realised Nico was crying. “What’s wrong, Nico?” Will had never seen Nico cry.

“M-mama and B-bianca. They’re gone!” he sobbed.

“You mean…” Will couldn’t even finish his sentence.

“They’re dead,” he whispered, his eyes falling to his shoes.

 “Nico,” he whispered, opening his arms. “Come here.” Nico buried his head in Will’s shoulder.

Will’s mother walked in. ‘What happened?’ she mouthed to Will. She didn’t get a response.

Once Nico noticed that Will’s mom was in the room, he turned around and started apologizing. “I’m so s-sorry, Mrs. Solace. I didn’t know where else to go.”

“It’s alright, Nico. What happened?”

“M- my Mama and B-bianca. They were in a car accident. They’re gone now,” he managed, before turning to Will and bursting into tears again.

Mrs. Solace, knowing Nico’s father had left, knew that Nico was now alone. She also knew that, if she sent him to authorities, the might try to send him to his father. She walked over to the boys, looking back and forth between the two of them. “Nico, honey, we will help you sort all of this out. Will, may I speak to you for a minute?”

He nodded, gave Nico a squeeze, and said he would be right back. Then he followed his mother into the kitchen.

“Can we let him stay here, Mama?”

“That is what I was about to ask you. You would want him to stay with us?”

“Of course! He is my best friend! 

“Okay. He’ll have to share your room, okay?”

“Okay!” Will turned to leave, but his mother stopped him.

“You know he’s hurting right now. He feels how you felt when you got news of Michael.”

Will grimaced before“I know. But I didn’t have anyone to make me feel better when Michael died. Maybe I can make him feel a little better.” Mrs. Solace smiled at Will, and he turned and walked to Nico in the living room.

“Would you like to stay with us Nico?” Will asked softly.

Nico’s eyes widened. “Would that be okay? 

“Of course, Nico. I’ll talk to my husband, Apollo, but I’m sure he will say yes,” chimed in Mrs. Solace. Then, she bent down and whispered to Nico, “He likes you.”

For a moment, Nico forgot his troubles. “Thank you so much!”

 Mrs. Solace and WIll both hugged him, and suddenly he remembered why he would be staying with them. His smile faded, and the light in his eyes diminished.

“Is there anything I can do, Nico?” Will asked timidly.

He gave a weak smile and replied, “You are doing more than enough already.”

“If there’s anything we can do, just let me know,” he volunteered.   

He nodded in response.

Age 15

“Hey Nico!” Will called one day as the two were headed to the pool. Nico turned around only to be greeted by a water balloon bursting against his chest. 

“Hey!” he shouted back, running up to Will, looking for the water balloons. He reached inside his friend’s bag and retrieved a water balloon, then another, then another, until his arms were full.

“I hope you left some for me, Neeks, or this won’t be a fair fight! 

“Was it fair of you to throw one at me without warning earlier? 

Will smiled and replied, “No,” before he launched another at the dark haired boy.

“This is war, Solace!” he cried, and the two became a blur of color and water, and they soon ran out of balloons.

“Got any more tricks up your sleeve, Will?” Nico asked.

“You’ll see,” he replied deviously.

After about an hour of messing around in the pool, Will dragged Nico out of the water and towards the table they had reserved for the two of them.

“What’s up?” Nico asked gently 

“Nico di Angelo, you have been my best friend for 10 years,” Will began, “You are the first person I came out to, and the person I trust most in the world. You are amazing and wonderful and you make my life brighter. Will you be my boyfriend?”

Nico’s jaw dropped to the floor. He attempted words, but it came out more like gibberish, and Will’s expression faltered for a second, but Nico quickly nodded, and the blonde’s smile returned. 

“You had me worried there, death boy,” Will admitted 

“Are you kidding? I’ve been in love with you since the seventh grade!” Nico assured him.

“Sixth. I win,” Will retorted childishly.

“Whatever you say, sunshine.” Will blushed at the nickname.  

Then, a look of realization struck Will’s face. “Oh! I almost forgot!” He dug into one of the zipper pockets of his bag and pulled out a black velvet box, which he handed to Nico 

“Will, you really shouldn’t have.”

“But I wanted to,” Will insisted, kissing his his boyfriend’s cheek. “Now open it.”

Nico obliged, and he grinned. “It’s beautiful,” he said, hardly a whisper, as Will slipped on the ring. It was simple silver with the sun and moon carved into it.

“It reminded me of us,” said Will.

“I love it.” Nico smiled. He pressed his lips softly to Will’s, and for a moment, they both forgot everything in the world but each other.

Should I do part two? 

I’m not sure what I expected when I told people they could tag me if they wanted a reblog, but it wasn’t the absolute chaos that ensued today lmao. I still can’t believe I got featured on ToR. (to those of you looking at my blog because of that, hi, hope you like chaos, learning about chronic illness, baking, and vampire porn 👌)

Thank you to everyone who took part and who wanted to share their joy with me and everyone else. It was a truly amazing thing to see all your faces, and I know you might not believe me but I love each and every one of you. You are a treasure and the stars shine brighter for your existence. You make my world a better place.

I’m afraid I will have to leave it there as I have run out of both time and energy, but if you do happen to keep tagging me I will try to like as many as possible 💖.

Also thank you to all the people who came and hung out in the chatroom, it’s always a pleasure getting to talk to you and I hope some of the new people will come back, even without 12 solid hours of Carrie Fisher streaming non stop. (If you would like links to any of the things shown today feel free to PM me)

Take care, family, May the Fourth be with you, and Space Mom too. I’m off to go rub my face on ETD and make sure he gets a healthy dose of glitter :p

Love to you all  ✨💖✨💖 

I remember you
And in those moments when time slows down
you come to the front of my mind and linger
It’s been a long time I know
the smile you gave me has long since gone
And the blush has faded from my cheeks
Because you’re gone even if you never left my heart and mind
You had the power to make my world brighter
and that made you unforgettable
So I must ask
Do you remember me?
Because I remember you


Not so long ago someone asked me something that sticked with me. 

“If you could talk to a younger version of yourself, what would you tell them?” 

My birthday and reaching the status of “legal adult” Has left me thinking a lot about what happened and what will. 
So i drew this little comic just to tell my future self that i have escaped hell and if i ever get back there, that i’ll escape it again. 
I’m proud that i managed to overcome something that ruined my life so terribly when i was young. 
I am grateful of the friends that i have and had, the ones that sticked with me and the ones that did not, because i have learned a lot from each other and they have helped me grow as a person. 

So to every single person that has talked with me or exchange simple hi’s. 
Thank you for making my world a brighter place and helped me escape the hell pit that i dug myself. 
It has been a life changing thing for me. 
I appreciate all of you. 
Thank you.

Alrightie, so, here is my real first attempt at fan art. It’s slightly edited so you can’t see as many erase marks… Please don’t judge lol, like I said, this is my first attempt and it’s in kind of a geometric style because this is what I was most comfortable doing and it’s the only style that looks like a decent human being haha. It’s also kinda Pinstripe-esque with the longer face I think, right?
Jack, I wanted to thank you for everything, you mean the world and more to me. You make my days so much brighter and you give me what feels like an infinite amount of time away from the world and from the crazy stuff in my head. You make me smile constantly, you make me laugh so hard, and sometimes you make me cry but that’s okay!
Okay, so I’m sorry for the kind of long read, I’m just really happy is all. So once again, thank you Jacksepticeye, and thank you fan community for being so accepting and considerate to everyone who has joined, I love you! @therealjacksepticeye @lum1natrix @anti-support-group @all-the-anti-shit @http-anti @helloitsmanda @nightmarewolf133 @no-strings-puppet

Thank you to everyone who remembered it was my uncle’s funeral today and sent me kind words. My family are doing well back home in Scotland. There was a very real risk of this event turning into a drunken punch up (we’re subject to a family feud that’s been going on for nigh on 80 years and no one knows how to stop it) but thankfully no one was drunk or got punched. So that’s a big improvement on our last family funeral…

I’m doing okay, just very emotionally tired from trying to help my family from afar, and also just tired because grief will do that to you. Again thank you for the kind words, your condolences and your love. I don’t say it often enough but I’m so incredibly humbled and blessed to have the large loving presence in my life that is all of you.

Thank you. 

You make my world a brighter place <3

The Plan

Edited by the lovely Christine!

Veronica Lodge was standing behind Kevin Keller’s locker door when he closed it, ready to go meet his friends outside for lunch. Raising an immaculately groomed black eyebrow she offered her arm which he quickly accepted and linked together as they began to walk.

“So our dear Betty has been getting awfully close to Jughead lately” she started, a playful, knowing glint in her eye

“I noticed,” he started before he noticed the smirk on her face, “Wait, what do you know that I don’t? Ronnie, spill!”

“Welllll,” she drawled slowly, teasing him with a gloating smile dawning her perfectly lined lips

“Betty may have mentioned that he’s ‘really been there for her’ lately….” she hinted

“They’d make a cute couple” Kevin concluded tilting his head slightly, brown hair coming out of place as he considered the possibility, before giving his dark haired companion a mischievous smile.

“I’m glad we’re on the same page Kev.” A playful glint came to dark her eyes as they met his.

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All I ever wanted to do was make your world feel like it was full of color, I wanted to change your world, to make it brighter.

But it looks like that won’t ever happen, not for you.

But you know, I can fill my world with color.
With or without you, I have the power to make my world feel brighter.

So I did.

—  Excerpts from a book I’ll never write