#goooood god im fucking crazy man

[camarones]

idk girls i kinda wanna cry rn i kinda want a hug rn. i kinda. want. 💥

[inkedmyths]

S1: E12 "Faith"

Brought to you by Crepe bribing me with Flight Rising money

[ Kayla asks if it was worth it to sell your soul to capitalism. Crepe said yes. I agree. I may have to endure on but now I have more money for my dragons. This will, unfortunately, always work on me. ]

Cuz you gotta have faith-uh faith-uh faith-uh

Oh we're starting out with the Winchesters? No mysterious deatb if some random person?

[ Kayla interjects with Carry On My Wayward Son. I get flashbacks to playing it on repeat when I initially began this journey. ]

Oooough closeeeet Dean I'm sure you're scared of that

[ Kayla asks Crepe if Dean does any homoeroticism in S1 aside from being too happy about getting pinned to a car. Crepe says no. This does not matter to me, I will make the joke anyways. ]

There are children! Hello children!

Ew what is that

UH Dean buddy that canNOT be healthy

HOSPITAL

HEART ATTACK???

Hi Dean! You look like shit!

:(

Dean you are too chill with your mortality but also Sam is WAY too not chill about it

JOHN WINCHESTER PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE. BITCH

Sam. Sam no

I mean I know Dean is still sround for however many fucking seasons but

DEAN DID YOU BREAK OUT OF THE HOSPITAL. MORON

Why are you both stupid

[ Kayla says this is the parentified child vs child he parentified effect. Which. Yeah fair. ]

Dean: Sam what kinda crazy religion place are you bringing me to

DEAN STOP FLIRTING WITH EVERY LADY YOU MEET. DUMBASS BITCH

[ Kayla says that he's a whore and to leave him alone. That the sluttiest thing a man can do is be an older brother. Kayla is this some kind of kink for you. ]

GOD NO I DIDN'T EVEN GO TO ONE OF THESE KINDS OF CHURCHES BUT. HRGH. HORRIBLE. I want to leave

LMAO CALLED OUT DEAN

LAUGHING im sorry watching Dean get throwm on the spot. Poor dumbass

Go up Dean this is your personal hell now

[ Crepe says no, wrong season. Lovely. ]

Dean having that face that I feel so deeply in my soul whenever someone tries to preacg Christianity to me

FUCKING. HAND AGAINST HIS HEAD poor Dean's face shshshs

UHHH WHAT WAS THAT. WHAT WAS THAT FIGURE

Oh. Oh my god it traded his life for his

O h n o

This is interesting and good but its also so fucking spooky the vibes

Ohhhh something. Something wanted Dean to live.

[ Kayla and Crepe go back and forth about how Supernatural is technically a horror show, though this is dropped somewhat in later seasons. What the fuck did I get myself into. ]

What the fuck is up w/Layla (Leilah?)

Oh :( poor girl

And Dean was the one who got healed so he's :((

"Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" man

Dean's like 😟

Chick in the woods? Girl whats up?

Girl is abt to die for this old guy

A REAPER?

The music shdhdhdhsh

Thats pretty banger ngl. Whats this song anywas.... Death In The Valley?

NOT ME LOOKING IT UP ON SPOTIFY AND GETTING A PLAYLIST FOR SPN SOUNDTRACK?

DOG LEASH ON A GREAT WHITE

SCREAMS the guy handing out pamphlets "Roy is a fraud"

Dean: Amen brother

Sam: You keep up the good work!

Man: Thank you

God its so interesting storywise but also the vibes are Upsetting

Sam committing breaking and entering all by himself good for him

IS THE CHURCH GUY MURDERING PEOPLE HE DOESN'T LIKE BY SAVING OTHERS

HE IS. HOMOPHOBIC! LITERALLY

GOOOOOD SHIT FUCK nooo i dont wanna watch anymore I don't like confrontation and oough BAD VIBES

Im turning on captions hold on

LAYLA I KNEW IT

Noooooooooooo besties I Cannot

Guys this is UPSETTING

I keep pausing 😭

I'm like stop starting bc I would rather read than hear WHASGSFAFAF

[ Crepe is grinding in Coliseum on Flight Rising to pay me more so I watch more. I can't tell if I'm genius for this or not. ]

Oh the poor guy screaming and Sam being like WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT

Oh I stopped started so much Netflix crashed LMAO

Hrrrgh yeah yeah ok compelling but I want to crawl up a tree

Oh shes still praying

AH YES DEAN GETS TAKEN AWAY. ARRESTED. AGAIN

Ohhh its his wife.... his wife couldn't stand to lose him.... oh.......

"God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work." hey who gave this show the right

[ Kayla says "Remember when I told you this show was sometimes really good?" I tell her to fuck off. She says I'm only proving her point. I call her a bitch. This has no effect. ]

SAM BESTIE U DID IT TO SAVE DEAN CAN U NOT UNDERSTAND THE CONFLICT HERE

LMAO DEAN JUST YELLS AT THE COPS AND THEY CHASE HIM THATS SO FUNNY

A+ plan buddy

Godddd the vibes are so ick and tragic but man

MAN I LOVE WHEN THINGS TAKE CHRISTIANS AND MAKE THEM FUCKED UP

Dean buddy get ready to run again

"The Lord chose me" NO IT FUCKIN DIDN'T

Sams gonna like smack her huh

Oh that Reaper did NOT like being bound

Something something metaphor for controlling death

Winchester Patented Guilt Complex

Oh she still has faith even when she's got a bad diagnosis :(

GODDAMMIT NO DONT

; - ;

So like Dean Winchester Aetheist Extraordinaire saying "I'm not much of a praying type... but I'll pray for you" is something that can be so personal actually

Don't. Don't touch me go away

Fuck you guys for making me watch this show I'm tearing up I hate you all

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In conclusion: OKAY DEAN WINCHESTER LIKERS MAYBE I GET IT. But also fuck off fuck all of you I hate it here goddamn you AUGH I WASNT EXPECTING TO TEAR UP OVER THIS FUCK YOOOOOOOU

[maybeyourelocalbi]

Ew pathetic old man (OH MY GOD IM GOING FUCKING INSANE WTF IS WRONG WITH HIM OH MY GOOOOOD THIS IS CRAZY 😭)

someone: are you okay

me: so in 1964 john lennon wrote one of his only love ballads, "if I fell" and called it auto biographical even though it doesn't match w any of his public relationships. the lyrics can easily be flipped to be about him pining for someone already in a relationship with a woman which would most likely be a man (as seen in "across the universe" where they did the song from a woman's pov to a man without changing the lyrics and it still worked). he wrote the full lyrics for the first time on the inside of a valentines day card and in the corner you can see his handwriting that says "to: paul with love" with an arrow pointing inside and some doodled hearts. it was auctioned off in the 2000s, but the description only says it was written on a plane on a card "given to paul" as a spare paper, not acknowledging the little dedication with the hearts. years later he referred to it as a "silly love song," referring back to paul's song that was in turn referring to his mocking comments. and that's why he's a fa-

[mentalpolaroids]

GH | 36. Cats Outta The Bag

GH 35  GH 1

hichasestokes

Liked by madelyncline, kellyinwinterland and 2,653,118 others hichasestokes cats outta the bag ❤

user so glad you guy found one another! user1 can someone tell me if they are dating in real life???? kellyinwinterland YES PARENTS ❤ I love you guys so much -hichasetokes @kellyinwinterland ❤ -madelyncline @kellyinwinterland I love you bby user2 OH. MY. GOD. user3 Congrats 😍

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"Ok miss, I though we agreed to tell each other when this happened!", I exclaimed, speaking to Maddie through facetime. "Sorry! I was going to but Chase just wanted to drop the bomb just like that." "I'm kidding! No need to be sorry, you know I'm super happy for you guys!" I called Maddie as soon as I saw Chase's post. I didn't even care that she didn't tell me, I was trully happy for them and I couldn't wait to hug them and congratulate them. I was certain those two were each other's soulmates' and I was just so freaking excited for them. Rudy was in the shower while I still laid in bed in nothing but underwear and a shirt I stole from him. I noticed him coming out of the bathroom wearing just a towel around his waist. I tried hard not to stare at his body and focus on Maddie instead, who also seemed to be focused on something else but she was still talking to me. My eyes were glued to the phone to avoid checking out the boy that was making his way towards the end of bed. "Tell Chase he better treat you right or I will personally smash his toes.", I said, fighting back a smile when Rudy started to crawl over my legs, lifting my shirt a little to drop a kisses on my lower abdomen, slowly going higher. That guy was going to be the death of me. "Thank you Kelly, love you too.", Chase yelled in the background. "I gotta go Kelly baby, I miss you, please come visit soon!", Maddie said and I mentally thanked her for ending the call because Rudy's lips on my skin and his hands caressing my hips were making me lose my senses. "I will, I promise!", it took everything in me to speak as normal as possible, which was hard due the to guy who kept on lifting up my shirt and kissing my skin, getting closer to my chest. My biggest fear now was accidentaly touch somwhere on the screen, flip the camera over and give Maddie a show I was certain she didn't want to watch. We said our goodbyes and as soon as I ended the call, I threw my phone somewhere on the bed and gave all my attention to Rudy. His mouth was warming up the spot between my breats, his eyes glued to mine, making me go crazy. "Are you enjoying yourself?" I asked, my voice coming out surprisingly audible. "Very.", he smirked, detaching his mouth from my chest to get himself over my entire body and kiss my lips. It was probably the most passionate kiss we ever shared. It was needy but slow at the same time, unmasking the lust and sexual tension agglomerated over the last weeks. My hands switched between his cheeks, neck and hair while his took care of taking the rest of my shirt off. I was totally going against my mindset lately, about not wanting to dive in until I knew for sure where this relationship was going, but when his eyes met mine after throwing my shirt to the floor, I didn't care. I was all in for it. Officially or not, I wanted him, I needed him, and he needed me as much, if his body language was any indication. In between more lustful kisses, needy touches and pleasant breaths, I lost my underwear and Rudy lost his towel, finally showing our love for each other in ways words couldn't.

"Chase and Maddie annouced their relationship on Instagram. It was cute. I'm so happy for them!" I was laying on Rudy's sweaty chest, still straddling him, with his towel over our lower bodies. His fingers were running around my back, his fingertips relaxing my tired but pleased body. I was still trying to process was had just happened but not for a millisecond did I regret it. "Fucking finally!", he mumbled, excited. "Yeah." We stayed silent for not even a minute until he broke it. "We should do the same." I lifted my head instantly. Was he being serious? "What?" "Yeah, I mean, do I still have to ask you to be my girlfriend or was the mind-blowing-best-sex ever enough to make it official." I blushed at the mention of our activities earlier and hid my face in his chest, making him laugh. I kissed his chest after a few seconds and looked back at him. "You really want to make this official?" "Of course. Do you?" "I've been waiting for it for quite some time actually." "Are you telling me we could've done this sooner? And we waisted all this time?" "No.", I answered, playfully. "Fair enough. Was worth the wait though.", he smiled, pulling my face closer to kiss me.

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rudeth

Liked by kellyinwinterland, madelyncline and 1,967,209 others rudeth Oh would you look at that, our cats outta the bag too 😀 @kellyinwinterland ❤

user OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OHMYGOD user1 I FUCKING KNEW IT ❤❤❤ kellyinwinterland Kudy user2 my heart user3 OH. MY. GOOOOOD its happening I love it user4 I've been waiTING FOR THIS ONE madelyncline FINALLY! My Kudy heart couldn't take it anymore hichasestokes Yay officialy mom & dad(dy) ❤ madisonbaileybabe MY BABIES GREW UP SO FAST user5 Like if you stan Kudy austinnorth55 Awwwww PARENTS jonathandavissofficial FINALLY! ❤

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kellyinwinterland

Liked by rudeth, hichasestokes and 15,786 others kellyinwinterland My golden hour ☀❤ @rudeth I love you stoopid

user IM SO SOFT RIGHT NOW user1 "my golden hour" THATS SO CUTE BYE hichasestokes I can proudly say I was the one who took this picture so I guess that officialy makes me the best man at the wedding -kellyinwinterland @hichasestokes Right. Anyways, pc to Tammy madisonbaileybabe I'm living so much for this relationship already madelyncline Double dates. Double dates. Double dates user2 KUDY IS REAL YES user3 I love them so much user4 YOU GUYS 😍😍 drewstarkey Hey @austinnorth55 it's just you and me now man austinnorth55 @drewstarkey let's crash their dates jonathandavissofficial Aww this made me smile user5 Parents

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The End

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Thank you so much for reading Golden Hour, this is my first finished book so I really hope you guys enjoyd the story as much as I enjoyed writing it and creating it 🥰

Feedback is much appreciated 💕

I love you people See ya ✨

[colbybrocksbitchh]

Colby’s Confession pt. 2

You’re faced with a difficult decision involving Colby’s cheating

(Check out my page for part 1, I tried to link it but it wouldn’t work)

•Hey it’s Taylor, I didn’t finish it like I expected so expect another one or two•

~Your POV~

“So what are you gonna do?”

It was this simple question that snapped me back into reality. I look across the table at a concerned Kat and sigh.

“Honestly I don’t know.”

She frowns and reaches across to grab my hands.

“Well you have all the time in the world to decide.” She replies stroking my hand with her thumb.

I pull away from her grasp and grab one of my fries, swirling it around in the ketchup pile. I sigh and rest my head against my hand.

“Let’s just not talk about it. How was your massage? Mine was good but that chick definitely had something against my vertebrae.”

Kat laughs as she says this and reaches around to rub her back. I smile and nod my head.

“Same. I felt like the lady was trying to kill me. My back is so sore.”

I laugh and agree with her, ignoring the pit in my stomach. Kat had a lot of fun at the spa, but unfortunately for me we didn’t talk too much... which left me alone with my thoughts. I spent the whole time thinking of Colby.

I take a bite of the fry and chew slowly. I never was good at making decisions, Colby use to joke about it all the time.

I finish off my fry and put my head in my hands sighing. Kat finished off her salad and pulled out her phone.

“Ugh... Colby’s texting me now, Sam is too.”

She rolls her eyes and puts her phone away without replying to anyone.

“Kat you’re an amazing friend but please don’t ignore Sam because of me.”

She laughs and gestures with her hand.

“It’s no biggie, todays a girls day. He’ll understand, especially when he finds out what happened.”

“Are you gonna tell him?” I ask, looking across at my bestfriend.

“No, it’s not my place. I’m sure Colby will...”

“Honestly I doubt it, he took forever to tell me so it wouldn’t surprise me if he doesn’t tell any of the roommates.”

She nods her head in agreement and stands up. She grabs my hand and pulls me up as well, catching me as I almost fall over, tripping over a rock.

“Come in love, we are supposed to be thinking about anything and everything but boys. How about we go to the mall? We can get you something that will make you feel like the sexy lady you are, then we can go out tonight and help you forget.”

I let her drag me to the mall and the next thing I know we are shopping for dresses.

“Ooooh this ones sooo cute! And this one....this would be totally cute, but not on me green is really not my color...”

Kat talks to herself as she browses the dress racks. I watch as she takes dresses off the rack, returns them and sometimes takes them back off. I turn back to the racks as something catches my attention.

I take the burgundy two piece dress off the rack and begin to inspect it. I run my fingers over the sequence and sparkles, I always was the most girliest girl.

“Wow, y/n/n... that is so you. It’s absolutely gorgeous, go try it on, go go.”

Kat pushes me into the nearest changing room and closes the curtain behind me. I hold the dress up over my body in the mirror and sigh. I never was very confident in my body.

Ever since high school I try my best to hide it. I wear a lot of baggy clothes, but In a rare instant I actually feel good about myself I do wear crop tops and skirts. Colby always told me he liked those outfits the best, the ones I wore when I wasn’t self conscious.

I wasn’t “fat”, although I hate that term. But I also wasn’t “skinny” I weighed about one sixty, but because I was five foot three my weight places itself more on my stomach and my hips. Unfortunately for me I also had double d boobs, and literally no butt. I used to not even be able to look at myself in the mirror without cringing, but then I met Colby.

Everyone always says that you can’t love someone else until you love yourself, but that’s the biggest bullshit I’ve ever heard. I never loved myself UNTIL I met Colby. He made me feel beautiful and I eventually started believing him when he told me I was beautiful and that he loved my body. His constant positivity, shall I say “brainwashed” me, in the best way. I finally loved myself. About a year into our relationship I started wearing those crop tops and skirts every day, I felt cute and I knew I looked cute. It was always confirmed when Colby would wrap his arms around me and say “God how’d I get so lucky?” and “You’re literally the most beautiful girl in the world.”

I’m not saying you should go looking for a guy to help you love yourself, I’m just saying the phrase is bull. Without Colby I don’t think I ever would have been confident in my body.

But now that I’m standing here in this changing room by myself, with this gorgeous dress made for someone with a gorgeous body, I’m second guessing myself. I already know I’m gonna look bad in it before I try it on, but I also know there is no way in hell im leaving before trying it on. This is confirmed when Kat yells “Hurry up Boo!” From begins the curtain.

I remove my shirt and then unzip the top of the dress. I slide it on like a jacket and zip it up halfway. Damn it makes my boobs look good.

I know it sounds crazy but along with being insecure about my weight, my boobs and butt were a major issue as well. I always felt like my boobs were too big, which resulted in my shirts sticking out farther which made me look and feel bigger than I was. When you add on the fact that my stomach stuck out farther than my ass did, it was a whole recipe for self doubt.

I take off my leggings and pull up the bottom as quickly as possible, to avoid seeing my stomach in the mirror. I pull the bottoms up over my belly button then put my hands on my hips.

Honestly, I don’t hate it.

I open the curtain and walk out to get Kats opinion. The minute she sees me her jaw drops to the floor and she whips out her phone to take a picture.

“Damn girl, you look goooood.” She says as she snaps a few more pictures.

I walk over to the mirror beside the waiting area and run my fingers down my stomach.

“You sure I don’t look too big? This dress is gorgeous but I feel like it would look better on someone smaller, like you.”

“Shut it y/n. You look stunning, heck I’d do you right now if I swung that way.”

She stands up and walks over to me messing with the dress. She pulls the bottoms up just slightly, and pulls the zipper on the top down a little.

“There.”

She steps back to admire her handywork and smiles.

“You’re totally getting this.”

I look at the price and freeze. I start walking back to the changing room, but before I close the curtain I say “No I’m not.”

As I take off the dress I can hear Kat talking through the curtain. Saying that I should get it, it looks so good and that it can’t be that bad.

I hang the dress back on the hanger and walk out of the room.

“Kat it’s $120, no way I’m paying this.”

She snatched it out of my hands as I try to hang it back up.

“Then I’ll get it for you, also before you object I’m not changing my mind so you might as well give up. Plus I just got paid.”

I ignore her advice and tell her not to buy it the whole time we are in the line to pay. By the time we get to the register I give up, you can never stop Kat once she gets her mind on something.

~Later that night~

“There! Perfect, you look hot as fuck!”

Kat finishes my eyeliner and smiles, happy with her work. I roll my eyes and stand up smoothing the dress.

Kat hands me a pair of heels and demands I put them on. Actually, she’s demanding I go out tonight too.

Kat has decided the best way for me to get over Colby is to go to a bar... and get shitfaced.

“I called the Uber, it’ll be here in fifteen minutes.”

Kat and I grab our purses and walk out the front door to wait on the stairs. Outside we are greeted by the sight of Sams car.

Sam gets out of the drivers seat and walks over to us. He hugs Kat and kisses her on the cheek. He whispers something in her ear and she walks over to the side of our apartment with him.

I pull out my phone and scroll through Instagram as I try to make out what they are saying. When I hear Sam say Colby I decide it’s time to tune them out.

This strategy is going well until I notice someone standing in front of me. I look up from my phone to find Colby standing there. His hair is a mess and his eyes are dark and puffy. He’s been crying recently, it’s been almost twenty four hours since he told me he cheated and he’s still crying.

I try to walk around him to get to Kat but he puts out an arm to stop me. He pulls me into a hug and I have to fight not to give in. I push him away and glare.

“Don’t touch me.”

I expect my voice to come out strong and bold, but it comes out shaky. Even my voice is confused.

“Y/n, please can we talk about this? I love you and these past couple hours have been complete fucking hell.”

At this point I notice Kat and Sam walking towards us from the corner of my eye. At the same time the Uber pulls up.

I pause for a second but after seeing Kat standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me I find the strength and push past Colby.

“I have to go.”

Kat and I load into the Uber and I watch Colby’s face fall as we drive off.

~Colby’s POV~

“How’d it go man?”

Sam throws his arm over my shoulder as he asks this question.

“She walked away, I didn’t get a chance to talk to her because of that damn Uber!”

“Don’t worry I’m sure she’ll come around.”

I shake his hand off of my shoulder and turn around to face him.

“How would you know Sam? You never fucked up this bad with Kat?!”

“Yeah because I love her-!”

Same eyes go wide as he realizes what he’s said.

“You think I don’t fucking love her?! She’s the most important person in my life Sam! I’d do anything for her and now I’m gonna lose her!”

Before I realize what’s happening I’ve punched Sam in the face. He stumbles back and holds his hand with his face.

At this point I realize I can’t hold it in anymore as I sink down and sit on the stair. Sam walks over to me, sits down, and puts his arm around me comforting me.

I know this is possibly the most pussy thing I could do but at this point I don’t care. I’m going to lose y/n because of a stupid drunk mistake.

So there we sit. Me bawling my eyes out and Sam, being the amazing friend he is, hugging and comforting me.

[dumbbitchfrommars]

OH MY GODDDDDDD!!!!!!

I was doing so well dodging any feelings for any of the men in my internship position, which are EVERYONE by the way, the only other woman who worked there just left after me meeting her for like 1 week. its easy when theyre all either way too old or married with kids, and ive fallen into an easy little father/daughter dynamic with them all. but one, oh no, one, he is just a little too young, young enough to be someone id go for. and given my thing for older men, this is DANGEROUS. hes got a girlfriend too which makes it so much worse. im tryna be respectful and stay in my lane, but hes so funny and compatible with me, but in reality hes just compatible with everyone and is the sweetest and funniest person so naturally, and intelligent, and ugh. im falling in love. jk hes not that great he joked about doing literal blackface but omg apart from that he has this childlike personality that i adore, and so chill and laidback and actually funny. but also so unfunny but in a wholesome i dont care and i know its not that funny, like a dads humour, and safe and ugh. wow. that is a lot for someone who told herself she wouldn’t get any feelings. 

anyway i dont think i have feelings. maybe a little. i think hes just so nice and wholesome. maybe just restoring my faith in men a little. like hes just such a short king. changing my opinion on short men, cause stupid fucking scorpion was an idiot in an idiots body (lol) anyway he may have been tall but he had no personality nor any balls or courage or confidence, meanwhile this short king (my new nickname for him in my head) has such a strong presence in a room, in a conversation, and he’s an aries like me! his birthday is only 2 days after mine. he acts so young but also so old. idk. just ideal. i think ive found my ideal type, personality wise. its not him, he has his person. im not stupid either, he wouldnt like me. but hes the blueprint. its crazy though, his height. i think he could even be shorter than me. like so short. but you wouldn’t be able to tell. his eyes though, he looks like he never sleeps. how?! do you sleep? im lowkey like, should i be worried? but hes like functioning which i guess is all that matters. also,... oh yeah. his beard. he looks perfectly aged. men truly age like fine wine (sometimes). i love older men! hahahahahahha my god im fucked. but a girl wants what a girl wants ya feel. i wonder what trauma fuelled this trait of mine. anyway on to the next one. wish me luck tomorrow in the freezing 6am start

okay imma just continue in this post so its not a spam of me frothing over older men. so i was struggling to walk up some dodgy stairs and he literally GAVE ME HIS HAND and helped me walk up them cause i was wearing huge gumboots that i was about to trip myself up in. im sure that was breaking some kind of rule of how to act professional with interns but oh well. ugh im so obsessed now. no man my age would be brave enough to do that. its like they arent intimidated by me, or my anti-social-ness. its nice. its nice to not feel the weight of responsibility to make everyone else feel comfortable for once. 

theres also another guy who i think might be the youngest of all of them there, hes so sweet and cute and complimented my ESSAY HE READ MY FRIGGIN ESSAY who fyi had someone else send it to him, i sent it to the other guy that i met on my first day of fieldwork and is literally the dad of the whole team, and he somehow got it off him>! ive never even spoken or been properly introduced to this guyy and hes reading my words and thoughts about a topic that im so passionate about (the ocean, climate change and how it will affect biodiversity) and he went as far as to tell me it was GOOOOOD!!!!!! Also it was funny how he called it my “thesis” babes it was barely even 2k words i wouldnt consider it a thesis but i love that you would ugh im in love. thats all i need, someone to minutely compliment me and my heart is yours. lol. this entire experience of doing an internship, its truly changed my life. i have such a newfound perspective of men (crazy!) and myself, what i want out of life, how to treat people, idk . theres nothing competitive about these guys. they know theyre strengths, theyre not insecure, they support one another. and theyre happy to teach me, and genuinely want to help me succeed too. like, i really didnt think it was possible to find that after being let down by people so often. but its possible. i just wasnt looking in the right places. this has been such a massive rant. 

[beaniegyu]

i got the constellation on my back with some flowers! i can send you pictures after i reveal myself hehe it’s my favorite tattoo from the ones i have, it’s literally so pretty!!!! and THANK YOU !!!! i mean we ain’t the easiest i’ll admit that, but we fucking cool !!! i always find myself attracted to water signs :/

OH MY GOOOOOD!!!!!! WHO ALLOWED HIM JFC!!!!!!! HE IS SO SEXY 😡😡😡😡😡

i think that’s like general south american stuff bc i’m also from south america and this is SO TRUE! jeonghan latino wbk.

PLS SAMEx3 THE FIRST TIME I HEARD IT I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF VERSACE ON THE FLOOR!!!!!! LIKE!!!!!! also not the habit and singing in the shower thing me with beautiful idk why

for my vu songs:

1. second life: no words just lee jihoon’s high note on repeat every day for 5 hours.

2. come to me: idk the way jeonghan’s bridge hits is different and it just makes my heart tingle i think this song is very underrated

3. habit: THE WAAAAAY THIS MAKES ME FEEL LIKE IM GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE!!!!!!

but honestly i love basically every single vu song they’re literally IT for me

- ☀️

for hhu!!! 1. lean on me: this is one of my go to hurt comfort songs. when vernon goes “naegero wa i know that it’s so hard” i just LEVITATE 2. un haeng il chi: BIG DICK ENERGY ALL AROUND!!!!!! THEY’RE ALL SO SEXY AND SUCH GOOD PERFORMERS AND RAPPERS GOD PLS 3. check in: THIS SONG!!!!!! idk it makes me wanna jump and bouce and just Be Happy honorable mention to back it up just bc of vernon’s verse and his amazing lyricist ass NOW! rank the age unit songs from most to least favorite !!

answer under the cut because i wrote an essay 😚 lmao

omg that's so CUTE. i would love to see it after the reveal 🥺. i love constellation tattoos. i'm terrified of needles though so i think i'd go tattooless my entire life anyways but if i ever get over my fear i would definitely get something star related.

i'm glad you agree heh. i didn't wanna generalize and say all latam countries not to offend anyone other than my people lmao, but yeah... we're build different and jeonghan fits the role so well. actually most of them do. sometimes i think about very latin/arg scenarios and how they would fit in them and it's hilarious.

woozi and bruno mars singing versace on the floor while wearing matching versace shirts that would be funny and crazy good at the same time. and as for your choices, man, i agree!!!!!! come to me is such a cute one 🥺. it's everything habit isn't, you know what i mean? they make you go from tragic divorce to happily strolling through a park hand in hand with a lover.

can we agree vernon tends to get the iconic verses? and he DESERVES. also, check in is one of those songs i end singing throughout the day lmao like if i listened to it it stays in my brain for a good couple of days after and i go about my day naming cities in the wrong order because i can't ever learn the right lyrics.

BACK IT UP!!!!!!! and UN HAENG IL CHI wth was that i don't know but i appreciate it so much. thank you hhu. thank you also for trauma and chilli because they're both stellar. gam3 bo1 though........................... yeah. not it, i'm so sorry.

okay age unit songs!

ah! love: it’s musically the most similar to what i like to listen to the most when i’m not listening to kpop, does that make sense? i don’t know but i live for the vibe.

hey buddy: OKAY hear me out i have a whole scenario in my head when i listen to this song and it has nothing to do with the actual lyrics. i get a cinematic vibe from it. i kinda picture it playing in the background during a scene in a spy comedy film where the characters go from being very bad spies to well trained ones. i’m aware this is ODDLY SPECIFIC but think about it in mv form? gyu, seok and hao training to become spies and go save the world? wouldn’t it be cool? i love the idea. plediss hire me pls.

light a flame: i have another mv idea for this unit. all 4 of them out in a caribbean town at night, drinking cocktails, dancing with girls and/or boys. there’s a local band playing the instruments and woozi joins them because he plays all the instruments and if he doesn’t he’s a fast learner anyways. 

do re mi: i love this one too but i guess the other three took over my brain 😭

what’s your ranking?

[the-coolest-mallard]

Homework Woes

Yes, you guessed it. Louie and his experience with homework.

Words required for Lena: 2006 exactly

There were days like today where Louie desperately wished he could just drop out of school and become a gangster. Or maybe he’d ditch school and join a circus. Or somehow out of the blue he’d make it big in a rock band and never have to study for any test or do any homework ever again. Oh how badly he wished he could do any of those things instead of stare down the assignment that Mr. Lyons had given them because he hated his students. Louie was sure the guy had to be hating them.

And okay, Simba Lyons was a cool dude when he wasn’t teaching. But teaching meant that he gave Louie stuff to do, and Louie didn’t like stuff. Especially not stuff about the medieval times and the days where people smelled really bad and thought kings were the shit. Maybe the kings had the shits, but Louie was fairly sure not a single one of those old farts was any good. The only dude that was interesting was one of the Henrys, and only because he went full psycho!

But no, here was Louie, stuck writing a paper on some asshole King Richard III. Well, he was doing his best. But Uncle Donald was working, and Huey was off doing who knew what, so Louie didn’t really have any good helpers to make sure his work made sense so far. As he glanced down at what he had, he couldn’t help but be dismayed by his efforts.

Rihard the third was burn the youngest sun and was considred to be a loser. No one cared.

Well, at least Louie could kind of sympathize for the dude. Like Louie, he was the youngest probably talentless guy who nobody really cared about. Though he would guess that this Richard dude could probably spell better than Louie could. His letters were all over the place. He was all over the place. He was pretty sure this Richard dude caused a big family drama, but he wasn’t sure that he had the right family drama written down. He knew about the Henry that chopped heads off, but that wasn’t the Henry that Richard’s family was against. At least he was pretty sure. Why did English history have to have so many repeated names for royalty? It was so damn confusing!

Okay focus Louie. Focus! He told himself, eyebrows furrowing as he glanced at the textbook he had, as well as extra material he’d researched on academic sites online. Well, he’d found an article or two before he’d completely lost focus and started playing games on his computer. But he was getting there. Slowly. Probably. Well he had like two sentences written in his draft. That was two more than there had been an hour ago. God help him. Louie was going to die writing this paper, he was sure of it. 

For a moment Louie found himself tempted to try to reach out to Mark. Maybe he’d text Mark about how the next guy to die by crazy medieval death would be Louie! Or he’d text Mark and tell him that he couldn’t do anymore of this paper and that he should come over. Or he should send Mark cool pictures of himself and insist Mark send some back. Anything other than actually work on this medieval paper for History class. “Okay...okay if i just add this part here. This part is important I can do that and it’ll be...yeah.”

Richard’s bro Edward became King of England after people bitched about who was sposed to be King. He becm King Edward IV on March 4th, 1461. This made our guy Richie a royal prince.

Louie dropped his pen and sighed, staring at the tragic abyss that was all the blank space of his notebook. He’d had to ban himself from his computer to write it (though it would have good spellcheck, because there were just too many ways to distract himself on there) and now he felt like his hand was going to die. He’d only written a few sentences. God, why couldn’t Louie be smart like his brother? Or at least let him be smart for these occasions where it kind of mattered? Louie dreamed of getting through this paper with minimal crying.

His head jerked up at that, and he found his fingers already twitching for his phone. Speaking of crying, Louie should text Tae and see how bad off he had it with this whole thing. He was pretty sure Tae would hate this just as much as he did. Louie debated over what to say, before he grinned and just sent: ‘couldn’t give a fuck bot dis Richard dude. Howre u doin with ur old fart paper?’ Louie then forced himself to set his phone aside again and stare at the words on his computer screen. This Richard dude dealt with a fucked up situation. That part Louie had been able to focus on. It was just hard to write about said fucked up situation without writing it terribly. 

He already knew what comments he’d get with this: decent fact finding, but could stand to write in a more academic way. This is a research paper, not a casual conversation among friends. Stuff like that. He’d probably get more shit than that, but Louie was pretty familiar with all the red marks and comments he got for his shitty work. “Ugggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh,” Louie whined, throwing his head back and slumping in his chair. How did smart people do this? Louie struggled so hard to get through a paragraph!

Maybe he should try music. Louie hadn’t considered that option yet, but it was definitely one that could potentially get him through his paper. Music had to be it! After all, spotify had all kinds of study playlists and shit, things to help someone get through the work they were trying to do. Maybe Louie would do that. So he went ahead and switched on one of those study playlists and started reading stuff on this Richard dude again. But then the music was so calming, and Louie’s eyelids started drooping. His head started to drop, and then the next thing he knew he was jerking awake and looking at the clock.

“Oh shit! You slept for an hour Louie? Oh goooood why am I such a fucking idiooooot,” he moaned, putting his head in his hands and shaking his head desperately. This was so bad. Louie was so doomed if he didn’t get this paper done by midnight. He had four hours left or something, but he needed every damn second of that time. Writing all of this was so much harder for him than other people. Other people didn’t struggle to keep focused on one thing for as long as Louie did. He was going to fail and end up as a horribly sad janitor and everyone would laugh at him. Louie could see a tragic future.

So he decided he was going to pep up his mood a little. He took a nap? Now it was time to play some lively music and get back into it. Louie turned on Green Day. Louie started bobbing his head enthusiastically, glancing over at his computer to see what he could add about this Richard guy. If he were truly honest, the history was kind of interesting, but Louie still couldn’t keep himself focused enough to get through it more efficiently. He was on to the next little segment for himself, eyebrows furrowing as he debated how to put it.

Richie becm duk of gloucster n a knight of the roun table? or just a knight? something bout a garter. He was placed in a house of the kingmaker guy and grew to be an adult there i guess. ADULTS WERE 16. means im an adult and-

Louie cut himself off. Not important for the purposes of the essay, but he did debate over coming at his uncle with that. Like, ‘listen Uncle Donald, I know there are some dumb rules here, but I’m an adult in the medieval world. I can do what i want!’ Yeah, that probably wouldn’t go over very well, but Louie liked to believe he could have more control over his life. It gave him a satisfying feeling. Or the pretense of satisfaction. Much more satisfying than working on this thrice cursed paper for History. 

He tapped his pen against his chin, tilting his head as he tried to review some more notes and stuff when an absolute bop of a Green Day song came on. “Oh shit, gotta turn that up.” Louie turned up the volume for his speakers and got to his feet, dramatically playing the guitar for the song. It was too good to ignore! “I walk a lonely road the only one that I have ever knowwwwwwwn don’t know where it goes but it’s home to me and I walk alone!” Louie belted it out, not caring about who would here because well, apparently none of his family was around to help him suffer less. He rocked the air guitar, letting his head rock with it and himself pretend he was the amazingly talented Mike Dirnt. He forgot himself for a song before sighing and heading back towards his table and misery. Why did history have to suck so badly?

“Okay Richard, man...couldn’t you help a guy out and write this for me?” Louie suggested with a laugh, shaking his head as he glanced down at what he’d written. He really didn’t have much at all. He was doomed to a life of failure and crime probably. While his brother Huey became Prime Minister or some shit one day, Louie would be nothing. A no good hoodlum or a janitor or a tragically broke musician or something. The longer this went on the more depressing his future looked. He could cry. “Right so so...war of the roses started again right? It stopped chilling out....when.” His eyebrows furrowed, glancing at his paper and the computer with a sigh.

The rose war started up agin in 1469 when Richard and King Edwrds bro n the kingmaker guy Warwick were like ‘f u Edward’ n seized control of Eddie an his gov. Our dude Richie stayed loyal cuz he wasnt a piece of shit bro.

Louie glanced over what he wrote and shrugged. Was it informal? Yes. Did he basically know the history of this dude? Sort of. Mostly. Honestly, at least Louie was making the story more accessible. Maybe this paper could be his Hamilton. He was just offering it to the masses. The masses wanted information that wasn’t horribly bland and basic! Louie was totally delivering on that. In his opinion anyway. He was still probably going to fail this paper. 

But he had made it so far, so Louie let himself keep trying, figuring he still had a few hours leeway to make it sound more “academic” and “boring” rather than his actual writing and thinking style. Why were academic people so lame? Louie sighed, leaning over his paper again to start writing.

Warwick n the dumbass bro reinstated one of the Henrys...3? 4? who the fuck evn knows? 5? Before our man Richie and his bro King Eddie came back n KICKED ASS MAN. Took the throne back after a year lol bitches u tried.

Louie rubbed his eyes tiredly, getting up to go grab himself a snack. He was working hard. He was doing better than usual. Usually by now he’d have given up and just started playing games (or called Mark to do something actually fun). Instead Louie brought himself some crisps, a can of soda, and some chocolate for when it got too depressing to last without sweetness. He could do this! He could do this right? As it got later he started to debate the merit of selling his soul and offering it to Mr. Lyons. Maybe then the dude would go easy on Louie’s best effort. He really had tried.