youre doing them wrong

People have a real bad habit of trying to give characters who have done wrong shit clean slates. Which is kind of obnoxious imo. Like believe it or not your fav can do wrong and some people won’t like them for that reason, doesn’t mean you can’t like them just means you can’t make them innocent.

the-prophet-on-acid  asked:

Right so have you ever played saints row 3? Specifically the opening mission where the saints rob a bank while all dressed as Gat "because who wouldn't wanna be johnny Gat" Cuz I keep thinking of the fakes pulling off a heist when someone (probably Gavin) has suggested they all do it dressed as the vagabond. Hilarity with the pre heist banter and then ridiculous news reports as 5 vagabonds pull of a heist accompanied by a 6th female vagabond

Oh man I haven’t but that is amazing. The Fake’s would be so into it too, the second someone floats the idea they’re all in, sourcing jackets and masks, debating pants, brainstorming the most appropriate heist to debut this beautiful nightmare. Best of all; they don’t tell Ryan. He’s off on some job, and even when he returns they keep their planning on the down low, too hyped up to cover the inevitable sniggers and pointed looks but no matter how creatively Ryan asks no one spills the beans.

When the fateful day finally comes around they let Ryan arrive at the meeting place first so they can truly appreciate the range of his reaction as the rest of the crew shows up one by one, all fully decked out and doing their best menacing Vagabond impersonations, complete with ridiculously puffed chests and comically deep grumbles. Ryan’s not exactly impressed at first, wary surprise moving to confusion then annoyance, flaring into a moment of true anger before crumbling into amusement, Ryan laughing just as hard as anyone else when he realises that the true butt of this particular joke isn’t him at all.

The Los Santos police don’t have a pleasant relationship with any of the Fake AH Crew, but there’s no denying that on any given day the mysterious Mercenary is their greatest antagonist. This is an LSPD who have never seen Ryan’s face, have never managed to catch him at all let alone long enough to rid him of that infernal mask, so of course pinning him down in an alley following his attempt to escape the FAHC’s latest bank heist leaves them thrilled. At least until the Vagabond rips off his skull and hurls it away, leaving nothing but a mess of red, white and black paint smeared across a grinning face, the momentary shock of recognition giving Geoff more than enough time to fight his way free.

To say police reports got hazy and confused from this point on is an understatement. A handful of officers are convinced the Vagabond doesn’t even exist, unknown for so long because he is not an individual at all, simply the alter ego of the Fake’s boss or perhaps even a rotation of their known members. Except then of course yet another Vagabond saunters out of the bank and into the street, mini gun whirring as he peppers the area and forces officers to duck for cover, masked head thrown back and cackling the unmistakable wild laughter of Mogar. 

In the face of that realisation it isn’t hard to identify the next pair to tumble out of the bank and flank Jones, both dwarfed by their jackets in different ways Dooley and Free are visibly thrilled to enter the fray. As the maskless Ramsey reappears and regroups they’re joined by another pair, one sporting the long flaming red-orange hair of the Firebird, the other making liberal use of Pattillo’s distinctive shotgun. Last but not least comes what can only be the true Vagabond, retrospectively unmistakable in direct comparison, all size and strength and seeping menace as he lifts his gun and joins his crew.

The FAHC are surrounded on all sides now, not that you’d know it from the crew’s attitude, audibly laughing and jeering, seemingly having the time of their lives as they swan about the street. They are all referring to each other as Vagabond, all stomping around and shouting vivid threats that would be horrifying if not for the strange inflections and stutters they’ve all adopted. At one point the true Vagabond stops shooting all together to stalk after Free, sending him scuttling behind Ramsey and cutting off a particularly graphic diatribe about being sexually attracted to diet coke of all things. For the most part though Vagabond prime seems to be enjoying the inexplicable farce as much as anyone in the crew, crowing about good looks and superior talents, assuring his team that he understands because honestly, who wouldn’t want to be the Vagabond?

Still, alarmingly playful interactions aside the tide has to turn eventually, pinned in the FAHC are certainly causing brutal damage but faced with wave after wave of LSPD reinforcements their ammo begins to dwindle, their bodies start to tire. Deadly they may be but at the end of the day they are, after all, only human. They can’t last forever.  

Which is, of course, when the final two Vagabond’s make their appearance; a giant, heavily armoured black truck crashing through police barricades like tissue paper, both driver and passenger masked but easy enough to identity for anyone who has spent time studying the FAHC. The driver, with Bragg’s shaggy dip-dyed hair emerging from his black skull, pulls the truck around as the passenger hangs half-way out the window and lays down a spray of covering fire. Collins’ cheerful voice rings out above the chaos, cajoling the Fake’s into the car like a soccer mum gathering her brood, all c’mon kids, say goodbye to the nice officers now it’s time to go home.  

By the time the troop of Vagabonds escape, truck packed like a clown car and busting out as easily as it burst in, only the enormous property damage, relentlessly replayed media footage and a truly staggering number of civilian selfies taken with all nine Vagabonds remain to convince the LSPD that the whole bizarre experience wasn’t a collective fever dream.

What I learnt after losing 20kg in 3 months

1. It always starts on a high note but the key thing is to keep it going.

You see someone losing a lot of weight and suddenly you are so inspired and pumped to reach your ideal weight, or you realise that you have put on a significant amount of weight and decide to crash diet. It could even be for an upcoming important event. Usually this inspiration will last for a week or two, after which you start to give yourself a little more allowance, this is where most people fall back to where they were. It happened to me countless times.

You have to want it bad enough.

2. You have to be consistent.

Losing weight is hard af, but the important thing is to be consistent. This is what I did:

- take weekly progress photos (whenever I see how my body changes week by week I’m motivated to push on)

- weigh in weekly (I know how easy it is to be obsessed with the scale)

- follow inspiring people (this helps you more than you think)

- whenever I feel lazy to work out, which happens almost every single day, I tell myself this: ‘if you get out there and do what you have to for 30mins, you are one step closer to your goal. If not, the time will pass anyway even if you’re scrolling through Facebook.’

3. Workout

I started with swimming because it was the easiest. You don’t sweat as much, it’s easy on your knees, and it burns a shit load of calories.

After some time, I switched over from swimming to cycling HIIT on my stationary bike. After which I started doing blogilates’s PIIT28, and started hitting the gym after that.

What I’m trying to say is, change up your activities once in a while! Add some variation to your workout by keeping things interesting and you will look forward to it.

My best friend got me out of my comfort zone. I have been so unfit all my life that I wasn’t able to complete even a 2.4km jog. She dragged me along for a run and I fell in love with jogging. To be fair it happened about 6 weeks after I started working out.

It doesn’t get easier, you just get better!

You only need 30mins a day to complete your daily workout. Choose one workout, be it jogging or HIIT, and just do it!

No matter how tired I am, I make sure to get my 30mins in. Sometimes I impress myself with my determination.

4. Moral support

You’re committed to your goals and are working hard towards it. We all know it gets lonely sometimes. Motivate a friend to do the same! Motivate each other when things get tough or the scale is not budging. I’m lucky to have my BFF on this journey together with me.

Even for those who discourage you or those who once called you fat, you got to have the fire in you to make a change and prove them wrong!

Do it for yourself, your love ones. I know you can. I have fallen off the wagon many times too. But the lower you fall, the higher you will fly. Believe in yourself. I promise you, once you start believing, everything will fall in place. There will not be success without failure. You will get there sunshine. One day you will shine. You just got to start believing in yourself and start working damn hard towards your goal.

Old saying but pushes me a lot: 
it’s never going to be easy but it’s going to be SO worth it.

5. You didn’t gain it overnight, don’t expect to lose it in a month.

Don’t be demoralised just because people ain’t noticing the changes. Don’t beat yourself up.

I gave myself 6 months to reach my goal weight. 7kg more to go! Yay!

6: Your boobs/butt will shrink, there might be loose skins/ stretchmarks if you lose weight too fast.

What I did for boobs and butt:

Do planks and squats every day. Yes every day. It helps firms your boobs and squats give your flat booty a lift. 

I learnt this the hard way. Losing 50kg in a year 2 years ago definitely tested my skin’s elasticity. I researched ways to reduce the appearance of stretch marks since the only way you eliminate them is through a laser surgery.

Loose skins and stretchmarks are tricky. I tried everything so I can’t pinpoint what worked and what didn’t.  But it reduced the appearance of stretchmarks and my skin doesn’t look too loose either.

What I did:

- Drink lots of water (it really works!)

- Dry brushing

- Body scrubs (if you ask me I would say coffee scrub, I didn’t start selling it for no reason)

- Bio oil

- Clarins body tonic oil

- Weight training/resistance training                        

7. Relationship with food

Many asked me what meal plans do I follow or do I have certain calorie restrictions.

I have to clarify that I’m not going for a hot lean body hence this method might not work for you if you are going for that.

I do not follow any specific meal plans. I did many times in the past and tried countless meal plans including Herbal life, natroslim or even master cleanse diet. I’m not saying that all these doesn’t work, they do. You will see yourself losing weight, but it isn’t sustainable.

I eat whatever I want now but I control the portions strictly. I cut out sugar drinks too. Don’t underestimate the calories you are taking in as well, it could be the reason why you are not seeing results.

Learn to say no when being offered food (who does that?!). It’s not easy to say no to the piece of chocolate your best friend got for you, but it’s even harder burning it off later during your workout. If you didn’t plan to eat it, don’t. Save it for another day.

There are days when I have peanut butter toast in the morning, fish soup for lunch and economic rice without any rice (just the meat and vege side dishes) for dinner.

But there will also be days where I crave fried chicken. I order them without sides and go without sugar drinks.

Sometimes I live on ban mian (Singapore-style noodles with mince pork soup) without finishing the noodles. Or some days I have fruits before going to bed.

I try to keep my calorie intake within 1500. I don’t feel starved at all and I eat whatever I want in moderation. It keeps me content to keep going.

You are what you eat. If you know the food you are craving for is unhealthy, have it in small amounts. We all know what happens when we over indulge. A healthy journey consists of 80% diet and 20% exercise.

Food that will help you in your journey:

- Water, just drink enough water.

- Unsweetened green tea, yes you’ve heard this 2 million times. But it works.

- Fruits: Papayas, Watermelons, Apples, Bananas, Lemons and Kiwis.

- Needless to say lots of vegetables

Try new recipes like cauliflower rice. Or replace potato chips with kale chips.

There won’t be any food to avoid in my list because I genuinely believe in moderation.

8. Curbing cravings

You just had dinner but you are craving for dessert. We all know it’s not acceptable to do it every day.

I’d go for a jog if I were you. The cravings for unhealthy food usually subside after a run. You’ll burn 150 calories with 30 minutes of jogging, but it takes 1 serving of potato chips to gain it back. Is it worth it? You be the judge.

If not I’ll find an alternative like yogurt or fruits to curb the cravings.

The last method is to take off your clothes in front of the mirror and stare at your body. Tell me if you still want that tiramisu after that.

Many times we eat not because we need it but because we want it. A treat is only a treat if you have it once in a while. 

9. Shitty days

Just recently I broke down and cried just because I felt fat. I felt like the ugliest/biggest girl in the world and I just wanted to hide away from the world. There will be days where you feel like shit and nothing you do makes sense to you.

I allowed myself to cry and tell myself that I’m not good enough.

Sometimes we have to embrace our emotions instead of hiding them. Only when we acknowledge what we are feeling, will we be able to fix what’s really broken inside.

After my emotional battle, I pick myself up and continue whatever I was doing. I fixed what was going on inside and stayed focused. People around me saw results. I saw my results. I deserved every single bit of it because I worked hard for it.

Happiness is a choice. You are how you feel about yourself.

Don’t give up on something just because of the time or the difficulty to achieve it. The time will pass anyway. If you don’t work on yourself, who’s going to do it.

I learnt to love myself for every stretchmark, cellulite and scar that’s on me. At the same time, I do my best to be a better version of myself.

10. Take a break If you are tired, not quit.

Lastly, regardless how many times you fail, as long as you get up and try again, you will succeed in the end.

Getting healthy is not a quick fix, it’s a lifestyle. There will be days you feel like eating fast food and not working out. But as long as you get back on your feet the next day, I promise that everything will work out.

Never ever give up on yourself and your body, because you are the only one living in it.

Hope this helps!! Happy 2017! Keep on rocking! :) Let’s embrace 2017 together and achieve whatever you need to acheive!

@motiveweight - submission 

anyone that draws the director white owes griffin $250

Mamamoo...

I’m honestly so disappointed. I stanned mamamoo so hard so it’s really hitting me where it hurts. Black face is never ok to do. I was born and raised in Asia, and I see a lot of people trying to defend them by saying that Asia is uneducated in regards to “black culture”… but that really isn’t the case. Yeah we don’t have an education system that targets culture diversity however, we have access to the internet, we watch the news. We understand what isn’t right. What mamamoo did isn’t right. Do not defend them just because they are your fav. They did wrong and they need to understand that.

so i don’t know why i have to explain this but: if your friend asks you if they’re doing something wrong FUCKING TELL THEM not everyone can take hints and if they don’t know how they’re hurting you they can’t change!!! call your friends out!! not telling your friends what they’re doing wrong is Fucked Up and harmful to both parties

first time I ever saw Harry (and one direction obvi) up close and selfishly never shared most of the photos from this night. today I’m reminiscing and I’m just….. a wreck

anonymous asked:

if you're still doing the ship meme, season 1-2 stingy x season 3-4 stingy

why

  • who wakes up first in the morning

It really differs alot each time. Both try to wake up first, so they can claim the bathroom for as long as possible. 

  • who’s the first to fall asleep at night

Whoever manages to take/claim the most bed sheets. They’re usually too tired to ‘’fight’’ over them, so they usually fall asleep in each others’ arms.

  • what they playfully tease each other over

S1-2 Stingy has a much more bright pink blush, something S3-4 likes to poke fun at occasionally. 

  • what they do when the other’s having a bad day

Since they both like to be comforted in the same ways, it makes it rather easy for the both of them to comfort one another. They just cuddle up and sing their own songs in a lullaby-ish way.

  • how they say ‘i’m sorry’ after arguments. 

Theyre extremely formal and totally stoic abt it, but can get emotional rather easily, and then they hug it out.

  • which one’s more ticklish

They’re both equally ticklish, but s1-2 Stingy doesn’t know that yet. s3-4 Stingy has a plan though. A plan to beat s1-2 Stingy in a tickle fight SO badly, that he’ll become the king of tickling FOR ALL TIME AND ETERNITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • their favourite rainy day activities

If they’re not counting money or cuddling up, they just go back and forth in who owns more stuff in lazytown. 

  • how they surprise each other 

s1-2 stinge will never cease to be amazed by s3-4 stingy’s weird echo he gets in his voice (when he says “gold”, for indtance). As for gifts, they’ll usually try to get eachother the best and most expensive gifts.

  • their most sickening shows of public affection

Where to even begin??? They constantly say the most sickingling sweet things to each other. And when they’re not doing that, theyre probably out there somewhere nose booping and pecking eachother. 

Goodbye & Hello - Winchesters x reader

Warnings: Sad, swearing, kinda cute ( if you squint)

Dean x reader , Sam x Reader


Before :

    The three of you were losing this fight. In all the years you’ve been with the boys, you’ve never been this terrified that all of you weren’t going to make it out of this battle . You try to pick yourself off the ground, but the deep Claw wounds down your side stop you. You watch as the boys are taking just as bad of a beating from this pack of wolves . There was only suppose to be 5, but the pack was larger , there were 15 of them and only three of you . The three of you managed to take down 10, the last five are the issue .

  You finally get up , pulling your backup gun from your ankle and shooting two of the 5 in the heart with the silver bullets . Sam takes down another , leaving two left . One is holding Deans arms back, while the other goes to claw out his heart . You use all your strength , launching yourself to tackle the one Infront of him to the ground . As you do, Dean breaks from the others hold , moving out of the way while Sam plunges his knife into it . The last monster stands , his hand flying to your neck and lifting you with him . You struggle to breath as he applies more pressure to his grip, squeezing your airway almost completely shut. He hears Dean approach him from behind, he drops you to go after Dean before he can stab him . You fall to your knees, gasping for air . The black spots disappear from your vision , making the sight In front of you scarily clear . There is  another wolf, one that must of been hiding until the perfect moment, appear behind dean; with one of the boys guns . You’re off the floor in a second , bolting towards Dean, pushing him out of the way . You hear the sound of the gun being fired 3 times , and felt three different bursts of pain jolt through your body .

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You hear another shot , looking up you see the wolfs body hit the ground . Your legs give out, sending you backward into sams arms . “ Y/n hold on , we are going to get you out of here!” Sam tries to reassure you . You look down, seeing blood soak through multiple spots on your shirt .

 You send him a lazy smile , “It’ll be okay Sammy.” You slur , the blood loss and pain hitting you like a train .

“ Y/n hold on or I swear to god .” dean threatens . You feel pressure being applied to your wounds, but you know it wont stop what’s going to happen . You slowly place your hands over Deans on you abdomen,

“ I wouldn’t do anything different. I love both of you.” You say quietly as you watch the tears fall From their eyes . Dean leans down , gently kissing you. You’ve waited years for this moment, and of course it would happen now.

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 You let out a dry laugh, “ I waited years , and you do this now? Great timing Winchester.” You don’t get to hear his response , you slowly close your eyes , thinking it’ll be for a moment ; only it wasn’t . Your world faded out, and that was the last time you saw your boys ; well while you were alive at least .


Now:

  You stare across the table , locking eyes with you he grinning Winchester in front of you .

  “ See something you like Sweetheart?” You roll you eyes , kicking him under the table . He winces, giving you a ‘wtf’ look.

“ Behave yourself Dean . ” you warn .

  “ if you two are done , we’d like to eat our dinner without your gross , weird foreplay. ” Sam states , his infamous bitchface firmly set over his features .

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  “ Sam let them be, just because you aren’t that cute with me doesn’t mean you have to rag on your brother.” Jess says as she follows you she follows your example , kicking Sam from her spot across from him. Thank Goodness for this girl . You let out a small giggle along with her , clinking your wine glass with hers .

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  “ you boys better treat your girls right , I raised you better than to do them wrong.” Their father warns , making both sons mumble in response . You watch as Mary enters the kitchen leaning down to kiss Johns cheek. Her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders . These boys really got the best combination of genes .

After dinner you and Dean volunteer to do dishes; well you do, Dean groaned as the words left your mouth . You place the last dish into the washer, as get it closed a pair or arms encircle your waist .

“ well hello beautiful .” Rolling your eyes as Deans lame line , you decide to turn in his arms ,

“ your getting awfully lame Dean Winchester.” You taunt as you wrap your arms around his neck , right as your lips are about to touch his , a voice interrupts ,

  “ Y/n.” What the hell?

  You look over Deans shoulder , seeing The familiar face of Chuck Shirley .

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“ Chuck? What are you -”

  “ I’m here to bring you home .” Your face scrunched in confusion

“I am home? ”

“ you’re in heaven Y/n . It’s time for you to come back down .” Dean is gone from your arms , the kitchen you were just in fades to black ; leaving you staring wide eyed at Chuck .

“ how the hell are you doing this ? A prophet can’t possibly do this!”

  “ that isn’t something to worry about right now, you’ll get an explanation soon .” This isn’t the same , shy, set doubting Chuck you met before ; he’s more confident now , oozing more power than before . In a blink of your eyes , you’re in an unfamiliar kitchen . It’s very plain , metal pots and pans hanging above a shabby wooden counter . A simple stove and slightly small kitchen table are also present in the room .

  “ chuck where the hell -” you stop when Chuck is no where in sight . Sighing you lean against the counter , dropping your face into your hands ; three minutes ago you were with the man you love , the family you adored in a perfect world .Now your sitting in a strange kitchen , confused and crying , wondering what the hell you were just placed into . You hear a door open the fall shut, and a pair of deep voices echoing down the hall .

Deans POV

   I rip the tapped note from the metal door , sending Sam a questioning look. I begin reading it out loud ,

I know I haven’t exactly Been around , but you two seem to have things under control . Well, as under control as you can manage . Hopefully this gift will help, and also make your days and faith in me a little brighter . - Chuck .

  “Does he think he can just pop in whenever he wants ?” I grumble , crumpling the note in my hands.

“ Dude, he’s God. I think he can do whatever the hell he wants” Sam says with a grinds he continues and walks in front of me .

  “ what kind of gift -” sams voice trails off & he stops dead in his tracks ; making me run right into his back .

“ warn me before you do that, your like a freaking brick wall.” I rub my forehead that smacked into his back, stepping around him only to have my eyes nearly pop out of by head . Both of us are staring at the girl in front of us ; the girl that we watched die years ago . Her beautiful long (y/c/h) is the same as I remember , falling around her in loose waves . Her eyes are glazed over, tears rolling down her pink cheeks . Her lip is caught between her teeth , and I can tell she is barely holding herself together . Sams speaks before I do, any and all words getting stuck in my throat .

“ y/n?”

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What’s Wrong With Me?

Characters: Daddy!Dean, Daughter!Reader, Uncle!Sam
Words:  851
Requested by @savingpeoplepuntingthings:  Hi! I was wondering if you could write a fic where reader is Dean’s teen daughter and just had her first breakup with her cheating boyfriend and feels really insecure and is blaming herself so Dean comforts her. Suuuuper fluffy please. Thanks so much you’re writing is amazing!!! 💘💘💘

A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)



          You made your way into the bunker, hoping your dad and uncle wouldn’t see you. You just wanted to make it to your bedroom without them catching you.

           You weren’t doing anything wrong. But if either of them saw the tears streaming down your face, you knew there would be so many questions. And that would be followed by plenty of death threats.

           “Hey, Sweetheart,” your dad’s voice sent more tears from your eyes and you couldn’t turn around to look at him.

           You took a deep breath, but letting it out brought on the sob you hadn’t been expecting. And you knew that was it. Your dad was alerted to something being wrong.

           “What happened?” he rushed to you, putting his hands on your shoulders, “Y/N, what’s wrong?”

           “I went over to Connor’s,” you said softly, “We … were supposed … to do … homework together,” the more you talked, the more you cried, “Gina was … there and … I saw … them …kissing …”

           Your dad pulled you into his arms, “Oh, Sweetheart, I’m so sorry,” he rubbed your back, “I am so, so sorry.”

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Rewritten, Chapter 8: Father and Daughter

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“Let me ask you once more - when will you stop treating this as some childish game?”

Link grimaced, keeping his eyes focused on the ground, though there was a fire in them that he knew he could not let the King see.

“I’m doing everything I can. I’ll have you know, I just recently returned from the Spring of Courage where I offered every ounce of my prayers to the Goddess-”

“And now you are here, wasting your time!” the King snapped, “you need to be dedicating every moment you have to your training. You must be single-minded in unlocking the power that will seal Calamity Ganon away!”

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I’m so sensitive about Kara Danvers, as soon as I see someone saying something bad about her I’m like

The Late Hour of Dawn (Part 1)

Originally posted by sherlockshamballa

Author: Wristic

Pairing: Bellamy X Reader

Word Count: 2000

Warnings: none

-Part 2- -Part 3-


A thief by nature, its given you a bad reputation around the camp. To find some peace from always having to defend yourself you find the early hour of morning is the best time to do so. However the choice on place is outside of the camps perimeter, and Bellamy is surprisingly slow to fixing that.


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Unfair - [MONSTA X] Kihyun Boyfie!Au

[A/N] I’ve been watching Monsta X X-ray Reality Show hence…

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Did he just glared at you when you spoon fed Changkyun? He legit just glared at you when you passed Wonho the tissue. He stabbed the cake with his fork, his eyes stuck on you. Keeping the relationship a secret was his idea, now he’s being possessive? Out in the open? Like these? With his dorm mates?

“What did you think about the new gym room rules… ridiculous isn’t it? I mean, what happened to rookies cleaning up after the seniors?” Wonho leans back in his chair.

“…Maybe that’s exactly what we need. Some changes. You guys are getting lazy quite lately…” You swirled spaghetti’s around your fork and fed them to Changkyun. “What’s wrong with you, do you not have hands? Quit asking her to do things for you.” Kihyun lashes out, with a loud voice, quite suddenly, even the waitresses stopped to see.

You rubbed Changkyun’s drooping shoulder with one hand and pushed his plate to him. “You can do this on your own, can’t you?” You spoke to him softly, whispering a little. “That’s the problem, that’s why he never grows up, all of you babied him, he’s turning 22 this year, for goodness sake. Are you flirting with her?” Then Kihyun snapped at you, “Is he flirting with you?” Pursing his lips, accusingly. “What if, he is. What is it to you?” Wonho clicked his tongue. “Don’t flirt with her.” Kihyun shot at Changkyun.

“What can I do, if she likes me.” Changkyun murmurs to his plate and shove a spoonful of spaghetti into his mouth. “…Well, she doesn’t.” Kihyun spat out, confidently, “…So stop.”

You rolled your eyes backwards, and glared at Kihyun the same way he did to you. “…Don’t talk as if I’m not here.”

Wonho shot a suspicious gaze at you, and then narrowing his eyes at Kihyun. Repeatedly, while the atmosphere was filled with the sound of cutlery hitting against ceramic plates. You look to Changkyun’s plate when you caught his eyes and when Kihyun caught Wonho’s orbs, he cleared his throat and stabbed his cake, wordlesssly. “I need to talk to you,” Kihyun tapped your wrist twice and walked out the restaurant. He grabbed your arm with a little force and did as he wanted to, to talk. “Do you love me? At all?”

“What kind of question is that…of course.”
“Are you, really? Because I saw the way you looked at him.”
“Looked at who…?!”
“Wonho.”

Oh goodness, here we go again. “How else would a human look to another if not through the eyes, should I try using my elbows then?” You watched him clenched his jaws. “I heard what you say the other night, about how he’s cute and stuff, with his heart shaped nostrils and his excellent fashion sense, and his style, I could go days, babe. I could go days about this.” Kihyun said, hissing.

“Can you blame him though? Can you really blame him? He thinks I’m single. I don’t think I am but he does, and apparently, you want our relationship to be a secret so I don’t know whether I should act single or in a relationship, Kihyun, I’m a little confused here. Will you help me out?” You didn’t really mean it but heck, he was tugging you nifty strings. “That’s not what I meant…just, boundaries. Please. Just. Don’t be that close to them, don’t smile and look at them, they are boys, they swoon over those things. Pathetic, I know, I was like that too… My blood boils, I think I’m about to have a stroke.” Kihyun started breathing heavily and loudly.

“Stop doing that, people are going to think that I’m trying to drug you or whatever.” You looked away. “Help me, I feel insecure.” He extended his arm to reach yours and pull you in. And you slowly give in, you brushed your lips on his cheek and whispered into his ear, “…Then Yoo Kihyun, tell them I’m yours.” Before you broke the hug and leave him with a smug smile before walking back in.

“Something don’t add up.” Wonho squeezes his eyes, which triggered Changkyun.

“What is.”
“Kihyun has been staying out at night nowadays. Frequently. He comes back home saying that he’s eaten and he usually disappear after classes ends. He doesn’t come to any of our stupid beer nights and he sometimes return in the morning.” Wonho crossed his arm, giving his allegations some careful thought. “What are you implying?” Changkyun fidgets.

“He’s been going to home to his sister’s place,” Wonho concluded, “Without us.”

Changkyun shut his eyes in absolute disagreement. “Hyung, are you dumb?”

“What!?” Wonho hollered and you hushed him, urgently. Being mom to three adult kids are very stressful. “Can’t you see that we’re invited to this lunch solely because Kihyun wants to see her? They’ve been giving each other the eye since we came, and Kihyun thinks that sitting right next to her would be too obvious, only to regret having me sitting here, instead. Don’t you, Kihyun?”

Kihyun’s eyeballs shake. “…that’s unfair.”

1. Ignore their stares. You owe no one an explanation.

2. If they are rude, be witty. If they are rude, be sarcastic. If they are rude, be ruder.

3. Never sacrifice yourself for their approval. You don’t need it.

4. Laugh in the faces of those who call you “faker,” those who call you “scammer,” those who call you “liar.”

5. Walk as slowly as you like. Let them sigh loudly behind you - you are doing nothing wrong.

6. If they’re in your space, tell them. If they don’t move, make them.

7. Don’t feel obligated to “look sick.” Don’t feel obligated to “look well.” Don’t feel obligated to look any which way except how you do right now.

8. Use their words against them. Take the ones they hurl at you and embrace them. They are yours now.

9. Flaunt your “imperfections.” Show off the things they hate. Put stickers on your braces and tattoo the hip that never stays in place. Don’t let them ignore you. Don’t let their eyes slide over you.

10. If they hurt you, if they slip past your defenses and under your skin, if their ignorance is more than you can handle.
If they hurt you.
Don’t let them know.

— 

cripple punk

april 26/30
//q.e.l.//

Remington (my OC)

University Success Tips

1. Start assignments as soon as you get them. I don’t mean writing an entire essay the day it’s assigned, but just do something towards it - brainstorm some ideas, list the lectures that are relevant to the topic, or find and bookmark 4 readings for it. Starting an assignment is always the hardest part and this way you get it over and done with, which is really motivating. You also feel really organised for starting right away. And definitely make sure you write the due date into your planner and make a plan for when you want each step done.

2. If you take notes by hand, summarise them on the computer; if you take notes on the computer, summarise them on paper. That way even if you don’t have a computer with you you’ll still have the paper notes; if you forget the paper notes, you can access the information on the computer.

3. Label all notes! With the course title, term, lecture number, date, lecture title, and lecturer (for lecture notes), or the course title, week, book/article name and chapter, lecture they correspond to, and date for readings. Then create a little table of contents so you can easily see what lectures and readings you need for each assignment or test. 

4. Go to all your classes and do all your readings. You need to be exposed to material at least 3 times to really remember it. If you go to class and do the reading that is 2 exposures already, which will make studying for exams a lot easier.

5. Pay attention to details. Due dates, required formatting, referencing styles, word limits, spelling, grammar….these might seem like little details but it’s amazing how much they can take away from your grade if you get them wrong. 

6. Do the readings ahead of class and think of a question to ask about them. Not only will this make you seem really smart and impress your lecturer or tutor, but thinking of questions and finding the answers to them is really good for memory and learning. Don’t actually ask questions in every class or your classmates will hate you (unless there is a set question time), but see if your question is answered in the lecture, and if not then ask it in class sometimes or else ask it after class, flick the lecturer an email, or do some extra research.

7. Join clubs. The best way to make friends, experience university life, and keep yourself sane during assignments. This also looks good on a CV - heaps of people get degrees so make yourself stand out by doing some other stuff at the same time. 

8. Talk to the people in your classes. I know this is hard for a lot of people (me included) but it is really reassuring to know you’ll have someone to sit next to and borrow notes from if you’re sick. A good way to start doing this is to find someone who’s sitting alone and looks a bit bored or lonely and ask if the seat next to them is free. Then try asking them what their major or degree is, or what they think of the course so far. People love talking about themselves so this is a great way to start a little conversation! 

9. Start studying for exams early, but only do a little bit a day. You will learn more, and be less stressed, if you study an hour a day for two weeks than if you study for 14 hours in one day.

10. Sleep and exercise. It’s easy to think you’re too busy for these things, but you are not. These are essentials. It is so much easier to learn and concentrate after 7 hour’s sleep and a twenty minute jog. You’ll also be much happier and healthier!

I know this might be shocking to some of you but actors are human beings and at some point they will fuxk up, especially young actors.

I wish you people would realize that and stop thinking that your fave can do no wrong and then cut them down and bitch the moment they do.

Stop placing unrealistic expectations on people you only know through television screens and interviews.