you never see pictures of him doing something normal

anonymous asked:

Could i request rfa +v reacting to lingerie model!MC ? please <3

Yes of course.


Zen

  • He has a few mixed feelings about your profession.
  • On the one hand are your photos are really ecstatic, but on the other hand everyone sees you like this.
  • He actually has seen them before you even met and was always drawn to them, but he won’t admit that now were you are his love.
  • You are basically naked, not really but naked enough to image thinks, all men are wolves *and he is just as guilty for this as every other guy*
  • He really loves you and doesn’t really mind that you are a professional model, but why does it have to be underwear.
  • You are not ashamed of yourself and you love your pictures, you are a professional.
  • You like to give Zen modeling advice, you even manage to get him to do a photo shoot together.
  • What Zen really enjoys.
  • He can really see how professional you are, and he kinda envies your modeling skills.
  • It makes him feel more at ease with your job, he still sometimes complains over the fact that so many people see you basically naked *yeah but you are half naked on stage just saying*.
  • You usually get him off that argument with posing just for him, and telling him that he is the only one that sees you naked.
  • Or that you always just think about him while flirting with the camera.
  • Both works every time, Zen ever forgets his jealousy when you are like this to him.
  • He definitely makes sure to think only on him while shooting, especially when it’s with other guys.


Yoosung

  • You are not really sure how to tell him what you are actually doing. When you tell him that you are a model, Yoosung images its just for normal outfits.
  • You not really mean to hide it from him but you try to give him the full truth in person rather than over the messenger.
  • But before you even meet someone recognizes your name from an ad *probably Zen*
  • Not that they want to expose you, but the ad looked really nice, so they made you admit that is really you.
  • Yoosung later sees this and finds the ad, he really just wanted to see how you are looking.
  • After seeing it he is a bit confused and shocked.
  • He had this innocent picture from you in his head, but now he has no idea how to feel.
  • Why would you even like him, you are so beautiful, he is sure that there must be tons of other guys that hit on you.
  • When he gathers enough courage to actually ask you about this campaign, he really not feels good when you tell him that it’s true and that you are a lingerie model.
  • You are more afraid that you lose him, you tell him that it’s okay if he stops liking you now even when that would make you really sad.
  • For Yoosung it is not a reason to stop liking you, it’s just kinda hard to swallow.
  • To you it’s just a job, nothing else.
  • You are really professional and in private you are loyal to your partner.
  • Yoosung really tries to understand that, and when you meet, he can see how different you are compared to your photos.
  • Without all that makeup and in normal clothes you are actually really cute to him.
  • He finds that he likes your everyday look much more than the
  • Pictures of you.
  • One time one of his classmates recognizes you, only to realize that the woman from those Ads could never be Yoosung’s someone.
  • Yoosung keeps that to himself, it’s awkward enough when they have a picture of you in their locker.
  • Sometimes it’s a bit frustrating to him, but you ever manage to make him better somehow.
  • You cook for him a romantic dinner, or do something really cute to show him how much you love him.


Jaehee

  • She is surprised that you are a lingerie model, but she can see how professional your pictures are looking.
  • Jaehee finds herself looking at them for hours, just out of curiosity of course *just pretend that Jaehee*
  • She finds herself really interested in your work, and she can see that you work really hard.
  • Jaehee admires your hard work, you treat her to some exclusive pictures of you, just for her.
  • Jaehee feels really special for that.
  • She supports your carrier 100 %, she often laments how no one takes your hard work serious, you are such a role model to her.
  • If she finds that your agency mistreats you she will tell them what she thinks, and just makes her own talent agency with you and Zen *that be an au right here*.
  • She loves your pictures and buys every magazine you are in, she is your biggest fan and supporter.
  • You really love her for all the support and you ever try your best to pay her back.
  • Like with a nice massage or some special sexy lingerie that you would only wear for her.


Jumin

  • To him it’s a profession like many others, yes you are not really dressed in your photos, but they are still very classy.
  • Since you model for a really high-class brand.
  • Jumin can see that you are a Professional, even when he thinks that you could model for normal outfits just as good.
  • He personally would prefer that *or you not model at all since only he should see you sexy*.
  • You tell him that you worked really hard to become a lingerie model and that you are proud of your job.
  • Jumin respects that, so he supports your carrier.
  • He makes sure to check the whole crew when you work, he makes sure that you get only the best people to make pictures of you.
  • Jumin also makes sure that they only give you classy lingerie.
  • If anyone makes bad comments about your profession Jumin never accepts that, he has seen your photo shoots, and he has seen how much you do for your work, you are really good and not deserve anyone talks like this about you.


707

  • He not minds your job.
  • He finds you beautiful anyways this just proofs his point.
  • He looks up the pictures you have taken so far, he is impressed and kinda turned on.
  • He asks you for posing advice to make his own pictures even better.
  • He uses this to make his own lingerie pictures, to the dismay of the other RFA members.
  • He enjoys posing for you too, you might show a good chunk of yourself to the world, but he only poses for you.
  • There are always just good comments about you on the internet, anything negative just kinda vanishes.
  • He also likes to get all the make-up tips from you.
  • He is really supportive of you, even when he can only cheer for you from the shadows.
  • He often asks if you could do some sexy poses for him, gets him every time even if you wear pajamas.


V

*He can see in this one*

  • He loves ecstatic pictures, he mostly just takes pictures of nature.
  • But he enjoys seeing good pictures from other people as well.
  • And your pictures look really professional.
  • He really appreciates the hard work you do.
  • It makes him sometimes a bit jealous that everyone can see you like this, but he would never tell you that.
  • You can tell it’s sometimes hard for him.
  • You make more than clear that it’s only your job, and you always show him that you only love him.
  • V knows that you only love him, and he likes it if you take him to the photo shoots and secretly flirt with him the entire time.


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I think part of the reason why the ALW Phantom takes everything to the extreme has to do with him never really experiencing what normal life and love is like. I think the picture that he gets out of life is primarily painted from the operas he sees and in operas everything is amplified and over the top. Also if you recall a post that was made on tumblr a while back about how the phantom gets his methods on love from what he sees w/ Raoul and Christine (like singing all I ask of you)… idk just something I started thinking about again

Daughter of an Archangel

Word Count: 2,564

CasxReader

Warnings: Mentions of torture, being kidnapped, I think that’s it?

Request: Hi! :) Can you write a fic in which TFW finds the reader, who doesn’t know she’s a Nephilim, and a daughter of one of the Archangels (she was an orphan) And the angels want to get to her, because with her mixed grace and soul she can be a powerful vessel, but if they can’t have her, they want to kill her. They capture and torture her to get her to consent, but TFW rescue her. Oh and she is completely amazed by Cas, but she doesn’t tell him cause she thinks she’s not good enough for him.

A/N: This one was definitely different for me considering I haven’t written a Cas-centric fic before. But I loved it all the same and enjoyed writing it! Thanks for the request ;)

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Spot on Anon

So I found the ask that seemed to have sent Gator over the edge. I copied the ask since it’s too long to screencap. Gator’s response is in italic.

All right Gator, let’s see if you’re brave enough to post this (I bet you won’t).

So you call us obsessed and deluded. Have you seen my blog? I dare you to find post were I analyze Benedict’s private life. I dare you to find a post were you see me analyzing every photos taken of him and his wife. I really don’t think you can say that about your blog, can you?

You see, us “nans” as you like to call us live in the real world. A world were Ben is happily married with two children. A world were we know that we don’t have a say in his private life and nerver will. A world were we don’t feel the need to insult a complete stranger to feel better about ourselves. You think what we’re doing to you is disgusting? Honey, that’s nothing to what you’ve been doing to Sophie and her kids for the last 3 years. What we’re doing is calling out your lies and your behavior. You’re the bully dear, not us. Let me prove that to you.

1) You never, ever call Sophie by her name. Always by some mean nicknames, like Zero or Octopus. That’s a totally normal thing to do for someone your age. NOT.

2) You over analyze every single photo of Benedict. Always saying there’s something wrong with him. Unless Sophie isn’t in the photo, because then he looks great. Even in pictures were Sophie was cropped out of. You always scream “Photoshop”. Because for some reason, you can’t bear to see them together.

3) You change theories every 5 seconds. Case and point, the last pap pictures. You started saying that Sophie ambushed him, then when your pal Aeltri decided that it was photoshoped, you changed your story. Because you can’t have an original thought by yourself. And now you’re saying that Sophie is using an old photo to mess with Ben. So which is it? I’ll tell you, it’s none of the above.

4) You’ll believe every lie told to you without questions, as long as it paints Sophie in a bad light. Case and point : the whole Groucho Club story. Again something started by Aeltri. That story is a hoax started by someone who thinks the Royal family are giant shape-shifting lizards. But when someone says something nice about her, you need proof in triplicate with a court seal to believe it. But yeah, we’re the ones that are obsessed.

5) Every time there’s a sighting of Ben and his family, you automatically deny it. You try to look for anything that would discredit it. Again, by ignoring all the facts. And when you can’t, you make up some bullshit theory. Case and point : the whole “it’s too hot in Atlanta to go biking”. But apparently, it’s not hot enough to stop Marvel from getting him to run around in full Doctor Strange costume. And by ignoring that plenty of people live in Atlanta and go by their business, even in summer.

6) You actually think you have mutuals with Benedict. If you haven’t hear from your sources in a while, it’s because they got bored of you. You were trolled. Do you honestly think that anyone with compromising info on Sophie would go to a no name blogger from nowhere USA instead of going to the police or selling the story to the tabloids? In what world does that even make sense?

You want to know why we screencap your blog? Because you crave attention, and reblogging gives you notes. Which is the only thing you want, not Ben’s well being. Because if you cared about that, you would delete your blog and apologize.
And to answer one of your anons, we’re not trying to convince ourselves by calling out your lies. Neither are we trying to convince you. Because it’s crystal clear that you’d rather die than to admit you were wrong. No we’re exposing you for what you are, a bully, a liar and a fraud.

I don’t know if I’ve seen your blog, because you sent this in anon.  (I try to avoid any seriously devoted Benedict blogs). I never said all nanny fans are obsessed. But if you are the one buying 16 photo ops in one day with Benedict, you are obsessed. As far as craving attention? WTF? Nope. I don’t care how many notes I get. I’m not in this for me. Never intended to even get involved in the fandom at all. It wasn’t until I saw how horrible Sophie was that I even started posting. I have absolutely nothing to prove to you or anyone. And I’m not the one sending in anon hate to someone with a different opinion/outlook on something, so how am I the bully? I’m not going to dignify the rest of your rant with an answer. Everyone who actually really follows my blog already knows what my response would be. Just know this, I care WAY more about Benedict’s wellbeing than I do about being right. So stop projecting onto me and take a good look at yourself.

Let’s analyze Gator’s response shall we?
She first starts by attacking fans lucky enough to go the LFC and have their pictures taken with Ben. I don’t know about you, but that reeks of jealousy. I take comfort in knowing that Ben’s security team have Gator on their watch list.
It wasn’t until I saw how horrible Sophie was that I even started posting.
That’s Gator speech for “My internet boyfriend found a IRL girlfriend and I can’t take it. I’ll spend my days shitting on her to feel better about myself”.
And I’m not the one sending in anon hate to someone with a different opinion/outlook
Saying that you think she looks ugly is an opinion. Saying that she’s a drug addict whore, a blackmailer and an abuser is slander. There’s a huge difference between the two. A difference that every bully seem to forget.
I care WAY more about Benedict’s wellbeing than I do about being right.
I almost choke with laughter when I read this. If she truly cared about his wellbeing, she’d apologize and delete her blog. Not make up even more disgusting lies about Sophie and her family. But she’s right when she says she doesn’t care about being right. If she did, she would have stop by now.
I’m not going to dignify the rest of your rant with an answer.
Of course she won’t. That’s because she can’t. That anon is spot on about Gator and the rest of the SGB. Even Gator can see that. And we know what your answer would be. It’s the one that Ben and Sophie would like to give her : fuck off.

TITLE: On his knees

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One shot

AUTHOR: armadillo pie

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki calling you and asking you to bail him out of jail. Once you get to his cell, you tell him to bow and tell you he loves you. Loki blushes and refuses, but eventually does it. Little do you know he was so flustered because he actually is in love with you.

RATING: T

NOTES/WARNINGS: Some language

You groan and roll over in bed, arm flopping blindly around for your cell phone.  After knocking a few other things off the bedside stand, you finally find your target.  You sit up, rub the sleep out of your eyes, and attempt to focus on the brightly lit screen as your ringer continues to sound obnoxiously.

“Who the fuck is calling me at,” you glance at the corner.  “Three in the morning?  You have to be fucking kidding me.”

It’s an unfamiliar number.  You get even more pissed, which seems to kill the last of your sleepiness.  You finally answer the phone, determined to give them hell for waking you from a sound sleep.

“Who the hell is this?” You demand.

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anonymous asked:

What kind of snapchats would GOM + Takao + Imayoshi + Izuki + Hanamiya + Kagami send to their gf?

Kuroko: Literally all his snaps would be pictures of his dog doing something or of a sunset. Not one snap would be different. Only like on rare occasions when he felt affectionate but that was only on the holidays.

Kagami: He’d take pictures of things he bought or what he was eating to his girlfriend. He’d even take selfies with people like Kuroko or Izuki saying something like “Wish you were here”

Izuki: I think we all know what kind of snapchats he’d send. Pictures with puns. And also random pictures of Hyuga when he was either angry or not looking.

Kise: He’d take pictures of himself in school, in the cafeteria everywhere he didn’t care. He’d even send her pictures of him and her. He’d send her videos of him saying I love you. He was her top best friend on snapchat.

Midorima: Pictures of his lucky items and of his sister that’s all. Other than that he never sends any snapchats he probably has like 300 points on snapchat what a loser.

Takao: Pictures of random things with the caption like “I miss you.” “This could be us.” And also caught off guard Midorima.

Aomine: He’d never reply to snaps but when he did he’d send her like pictures of his new shoes.

Imayoshi: He’d send her normal snaps of him and something amusing that happened in the team. One time he sent her three videos of his neighbors getting it on through the window the curtains down but you could still see what they were doing and the captions were all “what they doing” like he genuinely didn’t know.

Hanamiya: I shit you fucking not he’s probably the kind of person who takes pictures of peoples ass showing and the caption like “My anaconda don’t” he once did it to his girlfriend and sent it to her and saved it on his phone and refused to delete it. he also does this and makes his girlfriend take the picture look

Murasakibara: Never sends snaps but instead messages them on snapchat cause he’s too lazy to take a picture.

Akashi: Pictures of scenery or both of them doing something that’s all he sends.

build-a-bear date w.michael

It was yours and Michael’s anniversary, you had never been really into anniversaries all that much and told him that you just wanted to do something small. You made him a photo album of all your favourite pictures that the two of you had taken together while you visited him on tour the year before. He took you out to an adorable diner and then said he had a surprise. Normally you didn’t care for surprises, but seeing how excited Michael was made you relax. When you pulled up you started squeeling because of how happy you were. He had promised to take you to build-a-bear a few years ago but you had never gotten to it. “MICHAEL OH MY GOD.” You leaned over the console of the car and hugged him as tight as possible before running into the store. The two of you chose the softest most cuddly bear you could find and made it together. When you were done he insisted on buying clothes for it.

“You have to buy it this little denim jacket so it could look just like me. OH and this little inflatable guitar!” He grabbed them off the shelf. 

“It won’t be the same as cuddling with you when you’re gone though..” You knew that’s what he was getting at without even saying it.

“I know..but I can even spray my cologne on it so it smells like me!”

“That sounds great Michael..” You leaned up and kissed him and all the little kids around you ‘ewwww’d’.

“Just don’t makeout with it or anything, I know it’ll be hard to resist considering it looks so much like me.” He put it up beside his face for a comparison and you started laughing.

“Nah, you’re more of a kitten anyways.” You poked his nose and he pouted at you.

“Hey! I’m manly. Like a bear.” He growled and scrunched up his face.

“Remember you are comparing yourself to a teddy bear and not a real bear… I can definitely see the resemblance between you and this cuddly little guy though.” You slipped the little denim jacket on the bear and wrapped your arms around it. “I love it Michael, thank you.. I love you.”

“You’re more than welcome, I love you more…now can we make me one? I want to take a teddy bear version of you on tour.”

“The boys are going to make fun of you.” You warned.

“Meh, I don’t care." 

"It’s your funeral.” The two of you laughed and you picked out clothes for the teddy bear version of yourself for Michael. 


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requested by: anon

Song Preference #16 She Looks So Perfect by 5SOS

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfWg68IyoAg

A/N: In this preference the boys won’t be famous but are graffiti artists just in case you get confused.

Ashton: They say we’re too young now to amount to anything else, But look around, We worked to damn hard for this just to give it up now.

“Look around Ashton! This is your work, your safe haven!” You yelled out the sound of your voice could of probably woken up the entire city of New York, you walked around to each of the walls looking at them with deep concentration “This one was the first piece of art I ever saw you do, remember that day? I was going to call the cops but you convinced me not and made me meet you in this exact spot the next night at the same time” He laughed nodding his head looking round at everything he had sprayed onto these ruined walls in the midst of the city, hundreds of people have probably seen his art when they walk by but don’t think about it until one person took interest in the artwork permanently sprayed onto the walls maybe a little too involved, which then involved the police and the arresting of Ashton on destruction of property. “And that one!” I pointed to the tiger that on the corner of the building “You did that one after we had our first fight, you thought I was going to rip your head off” He laughed loudly letting his head fall back as his hands made their way up to his hair ruffling it slightly and then letting his hands run down his face over the light stubble he had been trying to grow in the last couple of weeks. He made his way over to you grabbing you by the hips and pulling your body towards his rougher than usual, your hands were placed on his chest “Prison has really changed you” You winked at him as his forehead rested against yours and both of your laughs died out looking into each other’s eyes. “And the one right behind you is the one I did right before I told you that I loved you, ever since then you have been my inspiration for anything I do” He said, you stood on your tip toes high enough so that you could reach his lips letting them move together in sync letting him and yourself know that you were desperately in love with the ‘criminal’ in front of you. “You worked too damn hard for this just to give it up now”

Calum: Your lipstick stain is a work of art, I’ve got your name tattooed in an arrow heart, And I know now that I’m so down.

He looked down at you from his positions lying down in his bed, spray can bottles littering every surface in his bedroom even some on the ground. You were straddling his legs, you only in his boxers and a tank top after your activities last night. You had found some spare poster paint in his bedroom and decided to give him a little piece of artwork on his body like he has done to you many times before. You hadn’t really thought of what to do at first but something quickly came to mind when thinking about what had happened and what had been said between the two of you. You wrote your name as his eyes watched your every move, the corners of your mouth turned into a smile as you drew a heart around it in the middle of his chest. His chest vibrated from his laughter as you finished off with putting parts of an arrow on either side of the heart smiling at your work you pressed your lips to numerous parts of his chest leaving marks of your left over red lipstick. “And what was that all for?” He asked moving your body so you were now straddling his waist making sure not to get paint on his top and boxers. “Just wanted to leave something behind for you like you do all the time” You remembered all the times that you had woken up on his sofa and found drawing all on your stomach, bra and sometimes on your legs, drawing and painting was him so you didn’t usually mind having his new pieces of art scattered across your body knowing that he will put it into good use later that night when he was all alone. “Well I love it” He winked at you leaving small kisses up and down your neck in-between talking to you “And…I…love…you…so…much” He said stopping his actions on your neck to roll you over and continuing what had happened last night.

Luke: I found myself alone just thinking, If I showed up with a plane ticket, And a shiny diamond ring with your name on it, Would you wanna run away too? Cause all I want is you.

“Luke what are you doing here?” You asked quietly, your parents were sat in the living room watching some idiotic TV show and asked you to answer the door which just happened to have your boyfriend stood behind it looking around him every now and then like he was waiting for something bad to happen. “Who is it Y/N?” Your dad shouted from the living room and you gave Luke a panicked look not knowing what to say. “Your neighbour, say it was them and they need help finding their pet or something” He whispered quickly as you called out to your parents what he told you to say and they muttered something about being home soon before you slammed the door behind you, you were in your pyjama’s which was a pair of baggy shorts and one of Luke’s old shirts that still smelt like him even though you had worn so many times before. “Where are we going?” You asked as he grabbed onto your hand intertwining your fingers as he started running down the street your hair flowing behind you from the fast pace you were going at. You ended up at an empty alley only a few blocks away from your house and you immediately knew what he was going to do and it was the right prediction when he tipped the backpack he had on upside down letting can after can of spray paint fall out making loud noises on the concrete. “Paint whatever you want” He said throwing you a can and you caught it effortlessly staring at him, he never wanted you getting used to spray painting buildings but tonight something changed in him. “Come on!” He shouted as you started to draw a cartoon figure of him and then you, you heard him doing something on the other wall behind you but you didn’t dare turning round as he never liked you seeing his work before it was completely finished. “You can look now” He said as you turned round, his towering figure already stood next to you as on the wall was writing in his normal scruffy writing not the writing he uses for his other pieces of art as he calls it. “Runaway with me?” He asked, you were still staring as song lyrics were written on the wall with pictures of a ring and a plane ticket. “Of course I will” He picked you up off of the floor spinning the two of you around until his lips were pressed against yours once again.

Michael: I made a mixtape straight out of 94’, I’ve got your ripped skinny jeans lying on the floor, And I know now that I’m so down.

You were stood in Michael’s kitchen in his boxers and one of his many band t-shirts like usual, you stood waiting for the kettle to boil when his arms wrapped around your waist. He had gone out early this morning telling you that he had “inspiration” and must have only returned back to his flat where you were nearly every day. “Mhmm this is a nice thing to come back to every morning” He said kissing over the many marks he had left last night on your neck and many other places on your body but there was no point in covering as it was only going to be the two of you today, no one else was going to come over. The radio was playing in the background what they call the mix of 94’ which you thought was considerately good music for that time, Michael’s hands spun you round to face him as you swayed to the soft beat as Hero by Mariah Carey started playing. “Oi mate! Who’s jeans are on your floor?!” You heard someone shout from down the corridor meaning some of Michael’s friends were round, they only thought they two of you were friends but you had been dating for the last five months without anyone suspecting it. “Some of your clothes are in the spare room” He whispered pushing you towards the hall to make your way down to the spare room which was mostly used to store all his spray cans and where he would practice some of his latest pieces on the walls before painting back over them and starting again if he didn’t like it. “Oh what do we have here Y/N?” Luke asked stood at the other side of the hallway near the front door to the flat. Michael poked his head through the door to his lounge with Ashton as they both started laughing at the sight of you as you pouted. “Well at least he is getting some!” You said as Michael ooo’ed at the boys and followed you into the spare room pressing you up against the wall whispering what he would be doing to you if his friends weren’t here.

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CONTINUED FROM X

“Normal more than boring. It would seem as though you’re holding on to some of that, since you’re already different. Just like completely normal and ‘boring’ people have strange and unique hobbies. In return I can tell you that I’m just as boring, though don’t have many hobbies at all, I mostly seem to be reading, but at times I find myself baking if I really don’t have anything to do.” 

“I suppose normal is also an accurate word to use, in this situation.  It’s just strange, as I never really considered myself normal in any regards.”  No one else seemed to see him in that regards as well, so hearing that a part of him was normal was different.  

“You bake?”  His head tilted to the side, curious.  Really, baking wasn’t something he could easily picture the other doing.  “I have a hard time imagining that is something you picked up in your past life… so something from the life before?”

To all the people grieving over hamsters who have passed:

I just want to say I feel you.

Too often I hear ignorant people say that it’s childish and ridiculous to mourn the loss of a hamster. Know this: it’s not immature in the slightest to miss a beloved pet. Your feelings of pain are completely valid and normal.

Our hamsters are family, just like our dogs or cats are family. When a part of your family is gone, it’s okay to be sad about it. Don’t feel like it’s something you have to hide or be ashamed of.

I saw on my Timehop today that my first hamster ever, Doughnut, died 3 years ago today. It’s been 3 years and yet I still see his little face in pictures and miss him and wish I could hold him. Do I carry on with my life and find happiness with other pets? Of course - it’s normal and healthy to move on. However, that twinge of pain I feel when I see a photo of a pet who has passed never will go away. I don’t think it ever does for anyone.

I see many people in the hamster tag struggling with feelings like that. Just know that you are not alone and that you aren’t being stupid for feeling that way. In fact, I think it’s commendable for a human being to show so much compassion and devotion to such a small creature. You should be proud of your ability to love and bond with animals so deeply; it’s a pretty special trait!

Anyway - just wanted to put that out there. I’m thinking of you all. If you ever need to vent, the ask box is always open :3

- Jenna aka iluvhamsters