#idc how self centered that makes me sound

[yourlocalmissingtexture]

“Ah, sorry if I’m prying too much” hon, given the opportunity I’d relay my entire life story to anyone who gave me the time and understanding, I could literally speak for years if I was physically able to, trust me you’re fine

[yesimwriting]

I agree that Art and Patrick need each other.

How do you think their dynamic would change (if at all) if they were in a throuple with someone?

I want to know your Challengers opinions on EVERYTHING but I suck at coming up with things to ask

this is such a fun ask!

sorry if i'm all over the place, i just had so many thoughts :)

disclaimer: this is based on my interpretation of the plot and characters, so it's very opinion based,, and if you see them differently that's totally okay bc room for interpretation and analysis is what makes an artistic work art :)

okay so i think some of the dynamic changes would depend on the personality of the third person, if that person is similar to tashi (and they actually managed to get into an official relationship) i think everyone would be happy but still a little toxic

this isn't me fully blaming tashi for all their issues btw!! i think fully assigning blame to one individual ruins the point of the movie and oversimplifies their relationships, but i digress

i think part of the reason that the plot of the movie worked out the way it did is bc tashi helped bring out the "hubris" of both art and patrick--patrick's pride and art's ability to trap himself in his head

to me, these are the main traits capable of ruining their relationship

wanting someone like tashi drove patrick's desire to be the "best", i see him as someone with a slightly obsessive personality,, and having someone so desirable, strong willed, and talented kind of becomes an ego thing

however, wanting someone like tashi works the opposite way for someone like art,, he wants to prove himself "worthy" so bad it traps him in his head and actually makes him more insecure

so with patrick constantly working to maintain his improved ego and art struggling to keep up the way he sees himself, ofc things get a little toxic bc even though they care about each other, it's more about their headspace than actually wanting to compete with each other

also i think tashi wanted to want art more than she wanted patrick, but she just wasn't there, which brings me to the dynamic i think would work best

patrick cares about art sm, idc argue with me if u want but i will never be convinced that patrick wasn't in love with art that the entire movie would have been maybe 20 minutes long if art said he wanted to fix their friendship/relationship

this isn't to say that art doesn't love patrick, i just think that they express love in different ways

patrick is so open in his affectionateness, and that's ideal for keeping art from getting stuck in his head, and art loves in a way that emphasizes consistency, which is ideal for someone like patrick, who places sm emphasis on external factors when it comes to his self worth

bc of this i think that the ideal third person for them would be someone that prioritizes art a little more,, i'm not saying someone that would love art more, but someone that'd take care to focus on art's feelings to make sure that art feels like he exists at the center of things

that might sound like a reach, but if you think of the moments in which tashi and patrick connected most, i think it makes sense, for example:

in the dorm room scene when tashi and patrick are about to hook up, they're literally talking about and complimenting art, when tashi and patrick hook up in atlanta it's after finding out about tashi's engagement to art (which 'proves' that tashi loves art), and they hook up in the car after tashi explains why she'd want patrick to throw the match, which implies she still cares about him

also the conversation in which patrick accuses tashi of hating art is arguably one of their least connected moments, even if he's flirting a little, that moment kind of felt like patrick was probing, trying to see where tashi was at

if they were in a throuple, i think they'd be happy, especially with someone that balanced out their pride and insecurities

patrick would become even more affectionate, he's definitely the type to pull in a s/o and kiss them mid sentence and then say he just couldn't help it

art would be even more open about his feelings, he's the type to mention how much he loves his s/o so casually it actually knocks the wind out of you

[ryomaandgundhamkin]

GIVE @cannibaleclipseau HEADCANON ASKS ASK THE CHARACTERS ANYTHING IT CAN BE UNHINGED IDC JUST LIKE DHCHCHXHXJXH👹👹‼️‼️ ARGHGHDJDHXHD JUST SEND ME ANYTHING TO THERE… BRO I GET FREAKKNG 1 NOTIFICAGION ON THERE EVERY DAY. 😨 YES IT IS A ASKBLOG YES IT IS A RPBLOG YES IT IS VERY MUCH INACTIVE … you running out of ask ideas?? YOU CAN ASK BM, MOON, SUN OR ECLIPSE ANYTHING (maybe not the others but uh)… JUST. AGDUUDUDUFJCJDH 💔 please I fucking love attention guys. IM SORRY IM LIKE THIS BUT… please? one fucking ask is all I’m asking gays 😼… Like I GET ITS WIP BUT LIKE YOU CAN FIND OUT LORE IF YOU ASK… IDFC about my 100 other WIPS I have, I have way too much free time to just be getting off to fucking cai/j. 💀 call me fucking selfish I deserve it but dude it’s a fucking deserted island in my au blog. Am I not meeting up to your expectations? JUST TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IM DOING WRONG‼️ please you can be honest i swear. Like… i love you guys don’t get me wrong but im sorry im like this. im fucking needy and my satisfaction lasts fucking 1 millisecond 🤩!! JUST. Tell me what you want from me. And you shall receive. FUCK SCHOOL at this point. Im throwing away my social and emotional life for this stupid fucking art career. and for what..? am I really even that good. 💀 … listen I’m sorry for being such a bitch right now but i know I’m a fucking terrible person and I just want you to forgive me on that, I fucking require attention to live or ill never be satisfied. You can vote for the deletion of the blog if you want, it’s not even a big deal… 😨 all im asking is one ask and I’ll be satisfied I swear, thanks. I’m so sorry I’m like this and that you have to deal with me being such a… pain. might as well just delete it huh. I mean it was already painful to constantly be on Deviantart, what’s different? I’m destroying my life doing… everything. I WILL NOT FUCKING GET OVER HOW MUCH I AM DEDICATED TO THIS THING I KNOW WILL RUIN MY LIFE EVEN MORE, no matter how many times you convince me🤩… and I’m tired. I’m just really tired. I usually don’t write anything like this online and post it because I don’t want anyone here dealing with my emo self-hatred crap. So I’m really sorry, about everything I’ve done. All I’m asking is an ask and I won’t kill myself‼️/hj. but this whole thing mentally gets really bad for me, and I can get really suicidal but I just pretend I’m fine. I’m really sorry for asking so much of everyone, and I just want everyone to know that I am so so so grateful for all of the support I’ve gotten from my followers, moots and everyone. Be honest and tell me my au is shit. Yes I agree okay. I’m sorry I’m so terrible, I know I’m a terrible person. I don’t want to seem like I’m overreacting with this. Please don’t think of me differently because of this, I’m sorry I’m typing all of this out for everyone to read. I’m sorry you have to deal with me rambling about something so simple that I could’ve just… simply asked about. Like I know I probably sound so selfish and attention-seeking because… that’s just who I am, I’m sorry. But I don’t really care at this point, I’m just… like this 😇. And I hate that I’m reflecting this on everyone who looks up to me. So please… Im sorry. I’m really sorry. I’m actually so sorry about all of this, and me making such a big fucking deal out of a SIMPLE PROBLEM. If you think I should do anything differently, please tell me. I’d be glad to listen to any feedback you have. But for now… I hope I can get along with everyone on both blogs. And I understand that my other blog won’t MAGICALLY blow up the next morning I make it. So I’m sorry for being so annoying, so self-centered and so… selfish. I’ve never really… cared about any of you guys. But I don’t want to come off as rude, that I’m using you even if I am. Im sorry im like this way, im sorry im such a terrible and selfish person. I’m sorry i just… get so emotional when i do this shit. Please don’t take this that seriously. And please don’t judge me for being so immature. I am so very grateful to everyone, but I’m sorry I’m like this. Bye.

[urfavoritesecretadmirer]

TW: General vent, mentions (exposing) of a manipulative ex-friend. There is a screenshot/recording for almost everything except for the things that happened in person.

A grand relief is finally dumping your manipulative friend. Fuck you Kylee. You can’t control yourself around systems from what you told me, you ignore my concerns, you don’t respect my boundaries, you’re brushing me off, you can’t take accountability, and it stresses me out. And I can’t believe you have the audacity to say we ‘need a break’ in response to me expressing that I don’t like how I’m being treated. Blank was right. You’re manipulative.

You openly admitted to not knowing how to control yourself around systems. You romanticize our DID. You are rude to our alters for having boundaries. You insulted me and blocked me for telling you to stop guilt tripping me. You compared being a system to being a therian. You put down our feelings for yours. You guilt trip us. You tried to make us feel bad for leaving. And when it didn’t work you insulted us.

Fuck you Kylee. You admit to not treating me well. You guilt trip me and constantly degrade yourself. You use “ugh but my mind is shitty!!!!!!” As a means of avoiding accountability. Idc that ur tryna find a therapist. Idc that ur tryna ‘swear less’. Don’t fucking insult me when you’re a self centered bitch.

I did so much for you. I lent you my cologne when you smelled like absolutely shit. I’m the reason you know your religion and I’m the reason you know your sexuality too. I did so fucking much for you. Now, every time you smell your ugly ass hyena hoodie, you’re gonna think of me. Because every single goddamn day I let you borrow my cologne so you didn’t smell like shit.

And if you see this Kylee, fuck you. There’s multiple people who feel the same way that I do. Our whole system collectively hates you. We never want to see your pathetic self again. You’re not sitting anywhere near me at lunch and if you try to talk to me I’ll smack the shit out of you. And if you continue to add characters based off our system into your book, I’ll fucking beat you because I told you not to.

And how fucking DARE you say to someone else: “See why Amaya thought I didn't know how to treat her is because I make jokes and tease my friends, but l actually make it sound like a joke and they know. But she doesn't know how joke.”

Besides your horrific grammar and ugly ass profile picture, the fuck you got going on?

Not only was I not even at front, but you’re openly talking shit and LYING to my friend. First, it was that you didn’t gaf.

Then it was you saying your mind is fucked up.

Which is your excuse most the time. Then it was “you deserve better I’m such a horrible friend” and then straight up insulting me.

And now it’s you just straight up insulting me and lying behind my back?

Proving me right and admitting to treating me horribly. Guilt tripping me with saying how you’ve already lost three friends and how this one was your fault. And then when I told you to stop guilt tripping me you decided to be a little hoe and then go whine to our mutual friend how it was all just a joke. That’s not what you said on call. You went from ‘I’m sorry but consider that-” to “I’m just joking you’re so sensitive blahahahah!!!”

If you wanna bring up my ABUSIVE EX BOYFRIEND too which you know how I feel about him, I’ll hit close to home too. At least I can take accountability. At least I don’t shower with clothes on. At least I don’t take my anger out on others. At least if my cat actually almost died I wouldn’t use it as an excuse to swear at my friends. At least I don’t write about my system friend when they told me not to. At least I didn’t fake a panic attack in order to avoid accountability.

Yeah that panic attack you had when Ramona took front? That was pathetic. And you refuse to add PluralKit to your server? That was pathetic too. And your excuse to not add it knowing how it helps me sm is “noooo it takes too longgg this server is gonna be big one dayyyy wahhhh” is just as pathetic as you are.

And guess what? I have my receipts. I have evidence of every single fucking thing you’ve done. And if I don’t have the evidence, someone else does. So keep our fucking name out of your mouth you plastic candy wrapper. I have a screen recording of our chats, screenshots, and screenshots of you shit talking me.

You can’t use your stupid fucking excuse that ‘I have shit in my brain’ if you’re for one, not doing anything to help yourself heal outside of saying ‘I’m looking for a therapist’. Because okay? And what are you doing until then? Bc from what you’re saying you aren’t getting a therapist in a long time. When someone vented to you about their self harm you said ‘join the club’. JOIN THE FUCKING CLUB?? WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM??

Two, you also can’t use the excuse that you have bad mental health if you romanticize others’ mental health issues. You deadass asked me all the fucking time ‘when is Chandler gonna be here?? I wanna meet all the alters!!! Can you switch for me????’ When you KNOW how trying to force a switch has been awful for us in the past. You’re a stupid hoe.

I'm gonna see you today. And when I do I’m gonna throw the ugly fucking bracelet you gave me right in your lunch tray. I’m keeping those skull earrings though, only because you used someone else’s money on them. Why don’t you go crawl back to my abusive ex and kiss up to him since you two love hurting me so much?

Considering you’re a therian, I would think that you would know how to treat others, considering most of our school hates therians, but I guess now. You’re just a manipulative piece of shit. All you do is play the victim and god forbid you do anything wrong because you’re so mentally ill.

Remember that time I called the police because you wanted to kill yourself? Guess what? I regret doing it. Even if you were going to kill yourself, which you weren’t considering you admitted to just playing Zelda the whole time, I should’ve ignored you. Then you wouldn’t be hurting me and others. You wouldn’t be texting me saying you’re gonna kill yourself after our friendgroup was rightfully upset with you.

In fact, I hope you move away sooner. I hope you hurry it the fuck up. I never want to see you again. I never want someone as pathetic and sad as you in my life because I don’t need you. I never needed you. My friends would literally pull me aside and beg me to drop you because they were aware of how badly you treat others before I was.

And before any of you claw at me with war paint on your faces and a pig head on a stick, I genuinely don’t care that I’m dropping names right now. Katelyn and Syrin have been my rocks and they deserve a shoutout. Preston is my abusive ex who, besides Kylee, the toxic and manipulative bitch mentioning him, has no place in this.

I wish I could provide yall with the screenshots of Kylee refusing to add PluralKit to her server and then once again swearing at me, but I am not in that server anymore. I also wish I could provide screenshots or a recording of Kylee comparing systems to therians, but that was on a call and I didn’t even think to record the call, because I trusted Kylee. I do, however, have proof of being on the call.

In fact, maybe I should go to the adults and tell them about that song you’re making about Jonah. If you’re making a diss track about a student, I’m sure the school would love to hear about that. Especially if it’s a bad one.

And guess what? When I told my friends I had finally dropped you, and I said “I’m not friends with Kylee anymore” they were more concerned about whether I had misspelled Kyle than if I had actually dropped you. Misspelled like how you misspelled sorry every time you “apologized to me”. Seriously, get better grammar, please.

I think this is it, but if there’s more I’ll reblog this with an update! And one last time..

Fuck you Kylee.

(I’m giving her bracelet back today and will see her at school. I’ll update yall if you’re interested).

[jackklinemybeloved]

You know when a movie has a beloved side character, someone who’s just funny and caring and interesting, and the audience gets really attached to them? Maybe even more than the main character?You know how sometimes that character gets a spin-off or sequel because everyone loves them so much, but it doesn’t work because the reason they were so effective in the original movie was because of how they supported and enhanced the protagonist? You know how sometimes it’s a bad idea to put incredible supporting characters in the main character role because it’s not what they were built for?

Yeah. That’s why shifting the protagonist of Supernatural from Sam to Dean was a bad fucking idea.

[bisluthq]

Comparing people’s physical appearance is literally IRRELEVANT because PHYSICAL BEAUTY IS NOT A MARKER OF VALUE AT ALL. Like it LITERALLY DOES NOT FUCKING MATTER. //

i love when you say stuff like that because you think the whole world revolves around your opinions. NO ONE LIKES TO BE COMPARED AND RATED, that's fucking offensive asf and one of the biggest reasons why girls have low self steem, you sound like those 13 year old boys making a list rating the girls in their class, it's dumb it's unnecessary and messes with people's heads, you're lucky you talk about people that will never see your blog but if you act like that in your personal life with people that you know well i feel bad for them for having to deal with this toxic behaviour

No I don’t think the world revolves around me and my opinions but this is MY BLOG lmao so THIS BLOG centers my opinions. It’s like THE ONLY PLACE IN THE WORLD THAT DOES OR SHOULD because it’s MY BLOG. You’re welcome to start your own with your own opinions, and personally I read a lot of content from people with a range of their own takes because imo that’s healthy. There is no one right opinion. But my blog will have my opinions, same as someone else’s blog/page will have theirs. It’s how that works.

I can honestly say that talking HONESTLY about appearances has made me feel a lot better about myself. Like I am not gonna sit here and be like “🥺🥺 wow I’m so beautiful” like there’s a lot of shit wrong with my appearance and we discuss that here and yk what? As we should like 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ - let me list it again: I have an ugly nose, bad skin, my eyes are slopey, my teeth aren’t straight, and my chin isn’t great. Does that matter? No lmfao because PHYSICAL BEAUTY DOES NOT FUCKING DEFINE YOUR VALUE.

If it does for you, you’re always gonna have shitty self-esteem imo. Because there’s no point in 🥺🥺🥺 we’re all beautiful on the outside 🥺🥺🥺 because we’re not and it’s not important. What matters is what’s inside.

Imo we should aim for body and appearance neutrality tbh and treat it the same way we discuss clothes or whatever. Like it shouldn’t MATTER.

And if it does to you fair fucking enough - my opinion isn’t important, you don’t need to agree. Have your own. Wake up every morning and stare at yourself and say everyone is equally physically beautiful idc. It won’t be true but it’s your choice like if you’re gonna define character value or self-esteem by plumpest lips and brightest eyes lmfao that’s your choice. I just don’t see how you’ll ever be happy.

[quotidian-oblivion]

Hey guys. Sadly this ain't a post abt dc, marvel, best duos, harry potter, lotr/hobbit or ninjago. No, I'm just looking for answers.

Okay so for the past 2-3 months I've been getting random bursts of fear. Like im just chillin in class sneakily watching youtube when BAM fear just hits me at the vottom of ny stomach and heart. (And no, i did not c a scary youtube clip or anything. It isn't that type of fear idk how to describe it) Like wtf is that? And for like 2 weeks I've just been feeling the urge to just cry on the spot. Usually when I feel sad, I just wait till im in bed to cry, but i cant control this one. Im just in the shopping center looking at stationery when suddenly I just wanna start crying (and no it's not that it's ugly erasors or smt no it just suddenly happened).

I was at a friend's house with my other friends and we went to a shopping center near her house and v split up to look for stuff to do. I saw a new book from one of the current series im reading and went to look at the blurb and stuff but I got seperated. I looked for them for awhile and saw the other grp but instead of going with them I just stayed away idk y. I just yeeted out of the center and went to a near-by grocery store, alone. I bought ice coffee, alone. I didn't even call anyone. I paid for it and ran back to the shopping center and found everyone at the clearance section (we bought white shies and painted them like we committed a murder and walked away. I painted my showlaces with bright colors and the shoelaces all bloody and the back has galaxy colors so now i have dope psycho shoes and my parent's are disappointed lol). Now I would NEVER leave my friends and family and just go and buy ice coffee and not call them. Especially cuz my younger sib was with my friends. I would NEVER abandon them and trust my friends to look after my sibs. That was a weird ass impulse and I listened to it. I didn't even think not to do it.

And now... i am not happy to admit that im srsly scared. I did what the video my school showed said and told one of my friends and my dad. But my friend said that it wasn't serious and it was normal to do that sort of shit. And my dad said smt abt my physical state messing with my emotional state and doing smt with chemicals to make me feel this way. I also can't feel emotions properly like the excitement i was supposed to have for going to my frnd's house was nunb. Like there was a thin wall seperating me from the excitement. The only time i properly felt smt was right b4 my debate. But ig that was stress. And i dont even care abt putting hard work into my assignments anymore. I used to be the BIGGEST goody two-shoes (fake one) and i was always the one who really worked hard on doing h.w and studying for tests. Now i just don't even stidy for tests and just do whatever for my assignments. Idk what is happening. And i dont know what to do. I don't think the ppl close to me understand and i do NOT want to talk to a proffesional or whtvr. No way. Zip. Nada. Nein. Nuh-uh.

I just need some answers that's it. I'm really really really sorry to bother u with this but i just really need answers to what is happening. I sound like a selfish sad bitch. Maybe I am one. Idk. Idc. But i just need answers. Again, sorry to interrupt and FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS MESSAGE. Srsly. I dont even know why im typing this. Ig i just need to vent. Sorry. (I aint doing suicide or self-harm cuz im not into feeling pain. I wanna die lol but cant bother putting effort or feeling the pain of dying.) Sorry to bother y'all again.

[seunqs]

[ a long get to know me tag ]

tagged by: losers @woosohn @yeonjuins

what day is your birthday?

27th june! it’ll be on a monday next year

what’s your favourite colour?

blue! a rather specific shade of light sky blue but i also like dark blue! might be misleading because everyone would think beige/black since that’s the aesthetic i like + almost everything i own is black...

what’s your lucky number?

i don’t have one i think but i tend to say 7 if i’m asked?

do you have any pets?

sadly no >:( will get one in the future idc idc

how tall are you?

158cm tiny i wna be abit taller

how many pairs of shoes do you own?

off my head i think 3 pairs...? just 2 black and 1 white that i rotate depending on the outfit i’m wearing

favorite song?

asdjekw i don’t think i have one specific one but recently i’ve been listening to maniac by nct doyoung & haechan!

other honourable mentions: a book of love by ha hyunsang, wide eyed blind by saint raymond, irreplaceable by nct dream, lmly by jackson wang. that’s all i have off my head

favorite movie?

surprisingly i’m not big on movies... but i’ll always answer parent trap when someone asks! why do i sound like i always have prepared answers in my head for various questions... okay that’s bc i do.

what would be your ideal partner?

@june look away i already know you’re gna say this sounds a lot like someone..

shy... is the main characteristics lmao idky it’s not even like i’m outgoing but i tend to find myself liking shy-er boys over the outgoing ones! aaa those with very obvious leadership qualities and quietly cares and looks out for those around them :’) tsundere! i think shy may appear cold sometimes but i’m rly :’) when the shy ones become very affectionate in private or when you get to know them better :’) or shy with strangers but very goofy and silly with their closer social circle heh those that are more cat-like than dog-like, only approaches you when they’re comfy. okay also shy but willing to speak up when necessary! doesn’t let themselves get bullied for being quiet and also pls speak up for me i hate ordering food pls do it for me HAHAHHA also if they’re passionate about something they like/are good at! good listeners too heh doesn’t need to always have the best advice, just if they would sit with me silently and listen to me and give me a hug afterwards :’’’’’) i think i’m on the touchier side too so if they don’t dislike that it’ll be nice! OH someone who’s good at cooking too bc i hate cooking and the kitchen in general.. i’ll do the dishes though HAHAHAH ok that is all there is a certain idol in my head that is the embodiment of my ideal type and i hate him >:(

do you want children?

no... not so much bc i don’t find them cute or i can’t handle them but i think it’s a commitment that scares me! bringing up the child well with the right character and values ajksdbwkje i don’t know if i’m up to that HAHAHAH

have you gotten in trouble with the law?

nope @woosohn @yeonjuins pls be proud of my direct no why are the two of you......... 

bath or shower?

shower! i don’t know if i’ve actually taken a bath before... probably when i was younger HAHAH i think i’ll get bored in the bath and i much rather be relaxing in bed than in the tub

what color socks are you wearing?

barefoot at the moment! the socks i own are mostly solid colour socks / simple cartoon or animal patterns but all ankle socks that can’t be seen with my shoes

favorite type of music?

i listen to pop, r&b and indie! that’s about all and favourite depends on the mood!

how many pillows do you sleep with?

just 1! and a bolster too

what position do you sleep in?

either on my back with hand over my head lmao or turned to either sides while hugging my bolster and face buried into the bolster

what you don’t like when you’re sleeping?

when it’s too hot! canNOT sleep if the weather is too hot. also if i get woken up rudely, by screaming or someone smacking me awake LMAO just tell me nicely to get up and i’ll be out of bed in 10mins pls give me awhile my brain is turning on HAHAHA

what do you have for breakfast?

recently i haven’t woken up early enough for bfast or my family is just about to go out to buy lunch by the time i’m up hahaha but on the days that i’m alive for bfast, iced coffee and any pastry sitting in the fridge! my family is big on pastries like croissants and cakes like banana and carrot cakes! so one of those but the iced coffee is a constant in my first meal of the day

have you ever tried archery?

nope and idt i’ll be good at it tbh....

favorite fruit?

strawberries, apples, peaches! there are some seasonal favs where i rly like them for a period of time and then suddenly not anymore but these 3 are the constants

favorite swear word?

hahahaha i dont think i have a favourite one..... but i say tf a lot and mf for kpop boys who make me more flustered than they should

do you have any scars?

i don’t think so! i have a few stretch marks around my waist and tummy tho 

are you a good liar?

yes... HAHAH i used to get scolded so much for lying as a kid lmfao

what’s your personality type?

isfj-t has probably only dipped to isfp-t once but if not constant isfj!

what’s your favorite type of girl?

HAHAHAH uh.... okay with all kinds i think? except people in general who try too hard

innie or outie?

innie. was this question necessary tho AHHAHAHA

left or right-handed?

right-handed

favorite food?

ramen! but i like lots of food lmfao tiramisu, pork belly, lots of noodles, also lots of rice, beef, cakes, ice cream, i think i’m more salty > sweet!

favorite foreign food?

japanese ramen, korean cuisine!, lasagne

are you clean or messy?

clean

most used phrase?

i think alot of keyboard smashes, lmao, wtf, HAHAHAHHAHA, sigh, i’m tired LOL

how long does it take for you to get ready?

depends! fastest i think i can get out of the house 20mins after i’ve woken up. longest probably an hour where outfit is taking a while and accessories needs to be chosen

do you talk to yourself?

in my head yes.

do you sing to yourself?

not often but i sing out loud for the family to hear LOL in my head very often a song is playing up there

are you a good singer?

nop. i don’t think i’m a BAD singer but wouldn’t classify as good either HAHHAHA

biggest fear?

wow so many things but i think biggest is complete darkness, i need to see and know what is going on around me. i sleep with a night light on heh 

are you a gossip?

with closer friends yes def HAHAH my school culture tends to have lots of tea that my friends and i don’t like to get too involved in but we do talk about the gossips that goes around hahaha have also been in the center of gossip way too often

do you like long or short hair?

long! can’t imagine myself with short hair.. used to have reallllyyy long hair that goes beyond my waist and cried when i cut it to slightly below shoulder length. that’s the shortest i’ll ever go

favourite school subject?

wow nothing i don’t like school lmfao but humanities and language are way more bearable than math and sciences

extrovert or introvert?

introverted

what makes you nervous?

unpredictable situations, being alone in public (contradictory because in private i would strongly prefer to be alone but i don’t enjoy being alone in public i feel judged HAHAHA), also currently waiting on a reply for something and that’s been keeping me anxious the past 2 days :’)

who was your first real crush?

when i was 13/14, tablemate in school that was kinda shy and had very limited social circle but talked to me endlessly in class lmfao he apparently liked me too but we never dated and went to different schools at 16 y/o. we’re still kinda in touch though! we talked quite a fair bit last month just catching up but he’s more of an acquaintance now

how many piercings do you have?

2! just one normal lobe piercing on either ears, don’t think i’ll get anymore

how fast can you run?

back in school i used to be one of the fastest girls in my class LMFAO i could clock 12.5 minutes for a 2.4km run. stamina came from dancing since i had to run laps before dance class 2 times a week. but that is long in the past and now i get tired from climbing more than 4 flights of stairs pls spare me

what color is your hair?

naturally black but dyed brown! my hair has grown quite abit since i dyed it though now its black at the top and brown from above my ears onwards

what color are your eyes?

a very dark brown lmfao almost black

what makes you angry?

irresponsible people. just pushing responsibility to others or avoiding their responsibilities. don’t need you to do a good job with your responsibilities, just don’t make your issues my issues. and if its a shared responsibility like group projects, then do your part to contribute and don’t expect others to cover you

selfish people, in many ways. just being self-centred, not caring about how others feel, doing things for personal gain at the expense of others

speaking in a passive-aggressive/sarcastic manner. i say this even though i’m afraid of confrontation but i much rather someone outright tells me they’re unhappy about something or wants to get a point across. i hate when they talk about it sarcastically or tries to sugar-coat their words to make themselves look less aggressive about their words. tell me straight as it is, if you’re already gonna talk about something bad don’t piss me off with your attitude at the same time

do you like your own name?

rae is nice! has a very nice ring to it and looks pretty!

do you want a boy or a girl as a child?

i don’t.. want one.. but both have their good and bad i can’t decide.. i want a puppy

what are your strengths?

is this an interview question i have had a few interviews over the past weeks i am well-prepared for this HAHAHA

i think i’m pretty resilient! i bounce back from bad times pretty quickly or i psycho myself to see the situation positively. but it is ofc coupled with a lot of complaining to the people around me first

although i hate unpredictable situations and having to quickly adapt to new settings, i think i adapt pretty quickly too. flexible? easy-going? idk what’s the right way to call it but yeah something along those lines. good at it but i still enjoy my stability and calm don’t want to have to quickly adapt to new situations.

what are your weaknesses?

very emotional HAHAH used to be much worse but i often let my emotions rule my head. i think i’ve improved A LOT though i used to be so bad but i think i’m now able to make rational decisions even if im bawling LMFAO

this sounds like a compliment but i’ve been told this too often as well. i tend to be way too nice to people who don’t deserve it. even if the person doesn’t deserve it or they’ve pushed all my buttons in the wrong way possible, i would still try to be as nice and polite as i can. really helps with me working in the f&b industry lmfao.

what’s the colour of your bedspread?

dark blue / grey! 

colour(s) of your room?

white & wood (throughout my house actually + green from the plants in the living room) @yeonjuins says i live in a muji showroom

[fairycosmos]

TRIGGER WARNING : I know you're not a psychiatrist tbh I just need to vent and I really like you so yea, I've come to the conclusion that I am what everyone thought I was which is a lazy little bitch using depression and suicidal thoughts as an excuse to be lazy I use to feel guilty but idc anymore it just shows there's no hope for me at all the only problem is I don't have the guts to shoot myself in the head and it's the last option I have Im sorry I just don't know who to turn to

hey dude. i’m sorry to hear you’re hurting so much right now. i know it’s a complex and personal issue that words alone can’t solve, but i still hope you’re open to some comfort, some alternative narratives to center your thoughts around. and idk just a few words from someone who can understand to an extent....i think first and foremost it’s a good idea to ask yourself, when you’re in the right state of mind to, where all of this self loathing is actually coming from. whether it’s grounded in anything substantial. it’s important to remember that a massive part of depression is feeling like you’re faking, over-exaggerating, using it as an excuse etc. i’ve heard a lot of people with mental illness echo the same sentiment. and the fact that you feel this way, so violently negatively towards yourself, indicates that you ARE struggling with a much deeper problem. but we’re taught to overlook it and to blame ourselves, partially due to society’s attitude regarding mental illness. in short we’re conditioned to feel like we’re lazy and worthless if we can’t produce labor and profit, or if something prevents us from doing so, but that’s merely a capitalist myth. those around you have internalized its message and are now projecting it onto you. but now that you recognize that fact, you can begin dismantling that belief system in your own head. cause in actuality, it’s got nothing to do with you or your value as a person. it’s the system that’s the issue, and the way it sees human life as nothing more than a means to an end, when people are so much more than that. you are so much more than that. you’re not here to constantly please everyone or to be some emotionless machine. so anyone who was judging you by that standard is fkn deluded and their opinion doesn’t hold much weight to begin with. then there’s also the stigma surrounding depression itself. people who’ve never experienced it don’t get how debilitating it is to live with. how it doesn’t just prevent people from working, how it prevents people from progressing in all areas of their lives when it’s left unacknowledged. which is why the answer isn’t to hurt yourself, it’s to admit to what hurts. this isn’t a matter of personal failure, or of laziness. it’s an illness, something that needs to be confronted head on with time, treatment, and self help in order to move beyond it. it’s just as serious as any physical ailment, but you don’t have to beg anyone to understand that.  you’re going through so much just by getting through the day and the fact that you’re still here counts for so much. i promise, you are not your negative thoughts. your mind is just trying to get you to stay in the cycle of self hatred > self destruction > self hatred so that you feel more discouraged and less likely to seek the support you need, even though that could be the one thing that would break the repetitive pattern. idk who made you believe that you are this bad and unforgivable person but i hope you know that it is genuinely, truly possible to grow beyond that way of thinking. it may take time, and it may feel unreachable right now, but change is honestly constant especially if you seek it out. the way you see yourself in five years will not mirror the way you see yourself now, you know? this is all a process and as long as you’re getting through it, you’re doing so much better than you realize. 

it’s ok to recognize all of that and to still feel like shit, to still feel like giving up sometimes. sadness, anger, pain - they’re exhausting and terrifying, but you don’t have to push those emotions away. though they don’t have to control all of your actions either. because they’re never as permanent as they feel. part of being suicidal is thinking in a black and white fashion, where everything has to be all or nothing. but it doesn’t. there’s a lot of nuance and a lot of different choices you can make, if you just breathe and keep yourself in a safe environment above all else. like i said, you’re living with an illness and bad days are a natural part of that. but having the tools to be able to cope with them in a healthy way could make all the difference. and that IS an option for you, even if you can’t see it right now. are you currently seeing a mental health professional? if not, i’d really really suggest looking into that before you make any permanent and heavy handed decisions about whether or not it’s worth it to stay alive. seriously, even if you’re unable to see a therapist at the moment - there are depression/suicide hotlines you can call who can help you with the next step, there may be support groups in your area, your doctor may be able to refer you to a counselor. you are capable of reaching out, as proven with this message, which is a really good sign. and building routines around personal self help and finding what works for you would be a step in the right direction, too. there is so much that can be done in terms of identifying what you feel the way you feel, relearning how to treat yourself, developing a support network over a period of time, opening up to make room to heal - it’s possible. i promise it is. it’s possible to live a full, stable life that you’re proud of despite having depression. if you have any trusted loved ones, now may also be a good time to talk to them about whats going on. i’m sure they want to have the chance to be there for you, and it’s alright to lean on them when you need it. you’re clearly in a very emotional state right now so i don’t blame you if you can’t bring yourself to believe me, but i hope it’s an idea you can keep revisiting. because really what my main point is, is that you deserve to stay alive regardless the fact that you’re dealing with a mental illness. i don’t want to sound cliche but it’s true that nothing would be the same without you, that you’re here for a reason (which you fulfill every day, just by being who you are) and that your presence is far more precious than you know. i’m sorry you were made to feel any different. you get this one life and i would really hate to see you do something you could regret over situations and feelings that can be helped. you are not beyond hope, you are not a lost cause. especially if you live your life as if you’re not. you still exist and that means there are a million different ways things could turn out, the future is ever changing. the present is all you need to worry about. it’s just another symptom of depression to catastrophize and picture everything ending in the worst case scenario, which is something that can also be helped with therapy/practicing mindfulness. anyway, i’m aware that this is getting super long and i’m going to leave some links that may be of some use to you in terms of follow up support, but i’m really begging you. no matter how awful you feel tonight, just allow yourself to breathe through it. cry through it. call someone if it all feels like too much. keep yourself away from anything you could use to harm yourself with. and then wake up tomorrow knowing you have the chance to try again, knowing that that is a good thing, knowing that this moment is not what your whole existence is going to look like. please, please call someone if you think you’re a danger to yourself. even if you have to pick up the phone on autopilot. you mean so much. im sending you a lot of love and hoping you find the self appreciation you deserve. if you ever need a friend please feel free to message me. you’re not on this alone.

https://faq.whatsapp.com/general/security-and-privacy/global-suicide-hotline-resources/

https://www.helpguide.org/articles/depression/coping-with-depression.htm

https://www.mentalhealth.org.nz/get-help/a-z/resource/50/suicide-coping-with-suicidal-thoughts

https://medium.com/@sameoldzen/finding-intrinsic-self-worth-in-a-capitalist-system-7069be072b5b

https://serenitymentalhealthcenters.com/31-coping-skills-for-depression/

[partyy-of-five]

Can you make an imagine or fanfic (whatever their called lol) for Emilio? Maybe like, the girl doesn't hook up with him and it's more of a challenge? Actually, IDC I just want some of him cus the show isn't super popular yet. :)

Thank you for the request! I don’t do a lot of self-insert fics but I am all for a challenge! Just a warning though, since this isn’t my usual writing style it may be a little rough in places. I also agree that we need more Emilio and want to write some fics for him in the future about his thoughts on things or something of the like. Anway, to the fic! 

 Reader x Emilio. [Female reader, she/her pronouns]. *Fic also available on AO3.*

Word Count: 2246

Timeline: Pre-canon aka Emilio is a player with nothing but time on his hands.

Summary: You go to a club to see Natural Disasters with friends and somehow catch Emilio’s eye—but you’re not interested in his game. 

Title: Just a Little Fun

You wait on the steps of your place for the Uber to show up. Your friend, Veronica, had convinced your friend group to go see this up and coming band. Apparently, the lead singer was really attractive. Or something.

You sigh and check your phone again, but in the time it took you to do that, the Uber had pulled up and Veronica was hanging outside the window.

“Y/N! Get in, girl!”

You shove your phone into your small purse, giving a sheepish smile to the Uber driver who rolls  his eyes at your friend as she drags you into the car.

“Started without us, V?” You say, as you smell the alcohol on her breath and shut the door behind you. On the other side of Veronica, your friend Jordan gives a nod.

“Pshh.” Veronica dismisses your comment before directing the driver where-to next.

“Its for the nerves!” Jordan teases, and when you raise an eyebrow she clarifies: “She’s hoping to get with the lead singer.”

You scoff. “Didn’t he hook up with your old college roommate a couple weeks ago?”

“Yeah, she’s the one who told her about the band.” Jordan replies before Veronica can answer.

You give Veronica a look.

“So what? She said he was a good bang and I need one of those as a rebound from Carl.”

You shake your head and sigh, looking out the window. Veronica is now on her soap-box about her ex again.

A fifteen-minute car ride later and you show up at the small club the band is performing at. The three of you pile out of the car and Veronica pays the Uber driver, including a cash tip with a wink.

“Hannah told me we can get an exclusive with the band.” Veronica says excitedly in your ear as you grab a standing table once inside. “I just have to find the right person to talk to.”

You nod, trying not to show your disinterest to your friend. But it doesn’t matter, she’s already whisked off somewhere.

“Want a drink?” Jordan asks, nodding to the bar.

You shake your head. “I’m good, thanks.”

Jordan shrugs and heads off, leaving you alone. You look around at the artwork on the walls for a couple minutes before getting bored. When you look back at the bar you notice a handsome man sitting near Jordan. He laughs at something his companion is saying and you think how beautiful his smile is. Trying not to stare too obviously, you alternate between looking at him and looking around for Veronica. Then, when you look back again for the umpteenth time, he’s looking right at you.

You sit up straight, cheeks flushing as you’ve been spotted, pulling out your phone casually to hide your face. Jordan comes over then, a drink in hand. You use her as an excuse to look over again and notice he’s still watching you with a smirk.

“Why so red?” Jordan asks.

“What?” You say, startled.

“Why so red?” Jordan repeats, sipping from her drink.

“Nothing.”

“Mhm.”

You look back at him again. He waves a little. Directing your attention back to Jordan, you realize she’s waiting impatiently for an answer.

“Did you not see that guy sitting next to you?” You relent, trying to use Jordan to block out the man from your vision.

“Which one?” Jordan glances over her shoulder.

You try and discreetly point him out.

“Him?” Jordan points, halfway turning around so it can’t be mistaken what she’s doing.

“Jordan!” You exclaim, grabbing her hand and forcing her to face you again. “Don’t be so obvious.”

“I mean, he’s pretty cute. For a dude.” Jordan laughs at your embarrassment good-heartedly. “He seems to be paying a lot of attention to you.”

“No, I don’t think so.” But you flush as you say it.

“Uh-huh.”

When you look back over to the bar he’s gone.

—-

Veronica comes back and reports she didn’t have any success. You and Jordan comfort her and order a round for the table. An hour goes by and you’ve forgotten about the guy as you talk with your friends. Then, the MC announces the band: the Natural Disasters. Veronica practically screeches in excitement.

“Holy hell he’s hot.”

Jordan rolls her eyes and you smile, following Veronica’s eyes to the stage. That’s when you see him. Center stage, a small smile on his face as he greets the crowd, is the guy from the bar.

“I told you he was a babe!” Veronica says when she sees your expression of surprise. 

Shit, you think, realizing you had not only zoned-in on the one guy who was probably the biggest player in this club, but also that Veronica would be beyond upset if she knew you kind of wanted him. Well, she doesn’t have to know.

The band plays and you try to pretend that you’re not disappointed with the turn of events. It’s not like it went anywhere anyway, it was just some mutual looks from afar—no big deal. Also, you were done hooking up with guys like him. Right? Yes, of course. Then you realize he’s seen you in the crowd and is kind of staring at you as he’s singing.

He does that all night, almost singing directly at you the entire time. You’re flattered, and maybe a little into it, but it doesn’t change who he is or that your friend already called dibs.

After the show, the three of you are getting ready to leave when a guy approaches and asks if you and your friends would like to meet the band.

“Absolutely!” Veronica replies before you can decline, grabbing Jordan and you both by the arm and following the guy as he leads you to the back. 

The room he leads you to isn’t glamorous: its small and is full of old furniture that doesn’t really fit the space. But the band doesn’t seem to care as they crowd around a small table with their drinks. As you and your friends enter, they all stand and greet you. Veronica immediately introduces herself to everyone and you try not to notice that the lead singer keeps looking back at you even as your friend is speaking.

When it’s your turn, you offer your hand to him so as to get it over with faster.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” You say politely, shaking his hand for the briefest of moments.

“Officially, that is. I couldn’t help but notice you staring at me earlier.” He says bluntly, but with a flirtatious smile. You flush again and he laughs a little. “I thought I should properly introduce myself. I’m Emilio.”

“Y/N.” You reply. 

“Thanks for coming, Y/N. I hope you enjoyed the show.” Emilio says, moving closer to you as someone has to move past him in the small space. His arm brushes up against yours and you feel your heart quicken.

“Yeah, I did. You guys have a really nice sound.” Emilio smiles at your compliment and you glance over at Veronica but don’t catch her eye. Surprisingly, she’s more interested in talking to the drummer now. You hate the little bit of relief that gives you.

“Want to sit?” He offers, gesturing to the sofa. You look at your friends, who don’t seem to be leaving any time soon, and nod. The two of you sit down and you try not to think about the fact that your knees are touching in the close quarters.

“So what do you do, Y/N?” He keeps his eyes on you as he takes a sip of his drink.

You sigh at this, reality slapping you in the face at his inquiry. Emilio lowers his drink with a questioning look.

“Look, I know you’re not really interested in what I say.” You admit, making him raise an eyebrow. “You’re just trying to hook up.”

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. 

“Woah, you’re getting a little ahead of yourself, Y/N. You don’t even know me.” 

“Yeah, I don’t, but I do know guys like you.” 

“I think that’s a little unfair.”

“Maybe, but I’m not worried about being fair.” You reply. 

Emilio scoffs, and to your surprise, he smiles. 

“Honesty. I like that.”

Annoyance sparks in you and you ignore how half of it is directed towards yourself because of how you like it when he smiles.

“You do, huh? Well, here’s honesty for you: I didn’t want to come tonight. She convinced me,” you point at Veronica, “because she wants to sleep with you—because that’s what you do.”

“Says who?”

“Says her college roommate that you slept with.”

“Okay, I guess you caught me.” He sits up slightly, leaning in closer to you. “But you have to admit you’re interested.”

“I’m not.”

“Really? Because the way you looked at me earlier tonight suggested otherwise.” 

The two of you are close, almost nose to nose. Emilio looks down at your lips and you take in a breath. His hair falls forward as his gaze stays downward, beginning to lean in to close the gap.

“That doesn’t matter.” You insist, putting a hand on his chest and moving him away from you slightly. Your hand rests there a moment too long and you ignore the smirk on his face as you put it back in your lap.

“Okay, if you say so, Y/N. But just so we’re clear, I don’t see anything wrong with having a little bit of fun.”

You roll your eyes and Emilio smirks again, taking a swig of his drink.

You and Emilio then join the larger conversation with the rest of the band and your friends. Time passes as you all have fun talking about your lives.

The band tells stories about when they met, how they started, and previous gigs they’ve had. You enjoy the way Emilio’s eyes sparkle when he talks about his music. Maybe it’s just the buzz you were feeling earlier, but you allow him to sneak an arm around the back of the couch behind you at some point. 

Sometimes the two of you break off into private conversations when the opportunity arises. Despite your earlier reservations, you find yourself opening up to him about your life. How things aren’t perfect right now with where you wanted to be and you just needed some time out tonight to not think about it. Emilio listens and relates to you, expressing his own frustrations with affording rent on the sporadically paid basis that comes with being in a band. You can feel your opinion about him change with each new topic you cover. 

After a while, the group conversation dies down as it gets later in the night. You and your friends have to head home, and Emilio insists on walking out with you to your ride.

With Jordan and Veronica already in the Uber, you stand just outside the club’s back entrance with Emilio. He grabs your hands and you resist rolling your eyes at the cliche with a smile on your lips.

“I had a great time tonight, Y/N.” Emilio says, the height difference making his hair fall down to his brows again. 

“Yeah, me too. It was nice to get out and not worry about things for a while.” You look down at your clasped hands before looking back at him. 

You can’t read the expression on Emilio’s face, but you feel like you can see the sparkle in his eyes—the one you know is genuine even in the short time you’ve spent together. 

“It doesn’t have to end, you know. We can go back to my place…” But Emilio doesn’t finish, already sensing your answer. He gives you a small smile.

“I did have fun though, Emilio. Maybe it wasn’t the kind you were looking for, but it was enough for me.” 

“No, it was enough for me, too.” 

You smile at that, a little surprised. But there was that sparkle again. 

Silence ensues. Neither of you want the night to end but know it won’t go any further. You look back down at your hands again for a moment before looking back at him. 

“Goodbye, Emilio.” 

“Goodbye, Y/N.” 

Then you do it: you reach up and kiss him. Electricity sparks as you let go of his hands so you can reach up and touch his neck. His response is eager and the kiss deepens as you taste the alcohol on his tongue. Emilio wraps his arms around your waist and you run a hand through his hair before pulling away slightly, staying close so you can savor the moment.

“Maybe another time.” You say in a breath, taking one last look at his eyes before pulling away completely. 

You keep your eyes on him as you walk away, enjoying the slightly dazed look on his face. With butterflies in your belly, you get into the car and give one final wave to Emilio. He waves back, giving you a smile as he runs his hand through his hair. The Uber pulls away.

Even if he forgets about you and moves on to the next girl tomorrow night, you don’t really care. It was nice to imagine what it would’ve been like if you had taken him up on his offer—but tonight was perfect just as it was. His was one of the best kisses you had ever had. 

(p.s — he didn’t forget your name). 

[vinylhazza]

coffin: have you ever had a paranormal experience? (please do tell i love spooky stories) & graveyard: do you believe any conspiracy theories? if so, which ones? (the moon landing is fake wbk ya’ll cant reach me 😔) -rockstardolan

⚰️: yes in fact i have. I SWEAR TO TELL THE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH.

lots of them. when i was little my sister and i when to my aunt jeanas farm in oklahoma and when we were laying down i kid you fucking not all the windows were closed, doors locked, and this rocking chair in the corner of this office/bedroom just continuously rocked for HOURS like someone was sitting in it. it was so quiet and all you could hear was that chair just creaking like in a horror movie or some shit. we were in a strange place and then THAT happens? nah fam.

then there was a time where my horrible mentally abusive and neglecting mother locked us in our bedroom with all the lights off knowing we were scared of the dark with no food and water for two days while my dad was out of town working his off off and while we were sitting there crying and i was having an asmtha attack the closet doors (you know those ones that like bend in the middle?) yeah well those SLAMMED open and you could just see this dark hole across the room where the closet was. we stopped crying and just stared for a minute before we got up and pounded on the door for her to come and get us. which she ignored us and told us to shut up of course so we just hugged each other and cried in the corner until the morning.

thennnnn idk if i can say this is en electrical malfunction or what but we had this house when i was about four and my sisters room was in the basement. i would always sleep down there with her cause i loved her and she was my older sister and yeknow it’s just a thing. so my brother (who was like 2) had this remote control monster truck he loved to play with. the remote was sitting on the dresser across the room. the car was off. it had been sitting by the couch for days because he was too little to go downstairs and get it and he was being annoying so my mom put it downstairs. extra ik. so while we were laying in bed getting ready to go to sleep, dad had said prayers with us already and everything and we were watching the freaking science channel idk why lol but this FUCKING TRUCK turns on and starts DOING CIRCLES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING ROOM mind you i’m laying on the floor because the couch was too far away from Hailey and the bed was too small so i made the sacrifice and slept on the floor on a little cushiony eggmattress and a sleepingbag. well it was doing all the bells and whistles it does and lighting up and going full speed in circles again and again and it was so fucking loud we were trying to find the remote but we didn’t wanna walk past it so we just ran to the bathroom and waited until it woke dad up so he could come and get us because my dad is my saving grace and he always has been and i love hims. so anyway he came and yelled at us for playing but we were crying to hard that he stopped yelling and just hugged us because we were blubbering that it wasn’t us and he believed us. it was still doing circles when he came down the stairs and he finally realized we didn’t have the remote.

there are more but i’ll leave it at that.

💀: i do believe in conspiracy theories a lot of them actually because some things in life just don’t make sense. and also same you’re telling me we made it to the moon on a rocket ship but there is still cancer ruining people’s lives? k lol keep believin that bull fuckery.

i’m a catholic okay? like i’m not supposed to really believe in this so you know im serious when i say this but like...you can’t tell me deja vu is a coincidence? you’ve DONE THAT BEFORE IN ANOTHER LIFE IDC IDC IDC like i truly believe sometimes in like alternate universes. it just has to be a thing yeknow? life is crazy and LIFE FINDS A WAY...i sound crazy don’t i?

also this isn’t a conspiracy it’s just truth but there are aliens out there 110% and you can’t convince me otherwise and if you think that we are the only lifeform floating in space you’re delusional :) plus we don’t know what they look like fr we just assumed they are 👽 but like...are they? lol people have their “sightings” but there are more aliens than just on one planet yeknow? you can’t just say “oh on mars” PEOPLE WE ARE JUST IN THIS GALAXY space is a massive clusterfuck of blackholes and planets unknown to us. we have no idea in our shallow self centered minds what’s truly out there. there are so many possibilities. like bitch we think the sun is massive but think of this there are stars 1,000x bigger then the sun out there. that’s huge. alsoooo why tf do we think aliens are so mean and hate us? in every movie and every book (except ET) aliens hate us...tbh they would probably be scared or many intrigued because they don’t have a reason to really HATE us anymore we are so open to them yeknow?

also...it drives me insane when people say something is endless like space has no end....how tf do they know that? have they been to the end of space? just cause you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it’s not there? that’s just a stupid thought of mine because it bothers tf out of me like...they are sO sUrE there is no end to space because it “grows” but like¿¿ the government is a lying sack of manipulating politicians and that includes NASA sooooo...how tf do we know that’s true? they think they know shit but like i said THEY CANT EVEN CURE CANCER SO STFU you’re not all that lol

...i’m insane okay that’s my answer lol love you lunalove ❤️

[ilovemygaydad]

Dance, Dance

Part Five: The Sound of Music

Based off this post that you really need to read for context!

Pairings: Analogical and Royality (past sleeplogical)

Characters: Virgil, Patton, Logan, Roman, Sleep/Remy, Deceit/Dominic, October/Toby, September/Ember

Warnings: domestic abuse, swearing, sexual humor, crude comments, bullying, making out, abusive deceit, mentions of vomiting (just one word), step parents, food mentions, rejection, logan’s kind of an asshole to virgil, and possibly something else

A/N: a few people asked me about dominic using both she/her and he/him pronouns, and the explanation is that it’s just me fucking things up. like, that’s it. you can hc him however you want, idc, but I’m just stupid. also, chris is from Sleep is for the Weak

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Logan had been buzzing with anticipation all weekend over who his mystery guy could be, and he could tell that it was getting on Roman’s nerves no matter how much he claimed to be a sucker for a good romance, but it was just… He was absolutely captivated, and the only clue that he had towards the identity of his mystery man was an iPod. That in and of itself should be a huge clue because, honestly, who had an iPod in 2018, but that was just it. Who even had an iPod? Not a single person that he could think of.

With that dead-end in mind, Logan turned to yearbooks. He knew that there was a possibility that he had danced with a freshman or sophomore, but he obviously didn’t have access to yearbooks from the previous year, so he had to rely on his own freshman and sophomore yearbooks. Those, too, came up with a dead-end. He found someone close--Patton King--who, in sophomore year, had dyed his full head bright blue, but the bouncy curls were completely different to the light waves in the hair of whomever he had danced with.

Logan had begrudgingly told Roman that they would have to take this search more public. Sure, there were mysteries that Logan simply wouldn’t be able to solve, but this one was so much more complicated than he had originally thought, and he was certainly going to need help.

“Hey, um, Mx. Elliott…”

“Oh, Logan! Welcome back to school--though, I’m a bit hurt that it took you this long to come and visit me.”

Logan blushed a bit. He felt bad about not visiting, but there were only so many hours in the day where he had time off. “I’m so sorry, Mx. I promise that I’ll stop here more often.” There was an awkward pause as Logan thought of what to say next. “So… How is Mitchell doing?”

“Oh. I broke up with him for good. I took yours and Joan’s advice, and I kicked him out of my apartment about six weeks ago.” They fiddled a bit with the sleeve of their sweater uncomfortably. For years, Elliott had been a good friend of Logan’s, but they were dating this awful guy named Mitchell for just as long. Elliott’s self esteem was ripped to shreds time and time again, and they had a hard time listening to their cousin, Joan, and Logan’s advice.

“I’m very proud of you for doing that. I’m sure that it took a lot of strength, and I’m glad that you’ve gotten your life back into your own hands.” Logan paused and held out the iPod. “However, I didn’t come here merely to talk pleasantries. I need to find someone. I danced with him at the ball, and he dropped this, and--”

Elliott smirked. “And you fell in love?”

“What? No! No, of course not.” Tick. “Well…” Tock. “Maybe…” Tick. “But it’s none of your business!”

“You literally came here for my assistance, Logan. It is by definition my business now.”

“Hush! Just--Roman--PA!” Logan pushed Roman, who had been standing there silently, at the PA system to make the announcement.

And, in normal Roman fashion, it was ridiculously extra. “Ladies, lords, and non-binary royalty, The Prince is on the mic to ask you all formally if you have seen a handsome lad who ditched my best friend Logie--”

“Logie?!”

Roman covered the microphone with his hand as he hissed, “Logan didn’t rhyme there!”

“Shut up and hand over the mic,” Logan growled as he pushed Roman out of the chair and sat down. “Hello. It’s me, Logan Parker.” He took a deep, calming breath. “On Saturday, I danced with one of the most amazing people. You left in a hurry, and you ended up dropping your iPod on the ground. In all honesty, it was the best night of my life, and I want to give you back your iPod, so… if you are able to name the top four songs on your playlist, I’ll return the iPod to you. And maybe we can get coffee or something. Roman and I will be sitting in the center of the cafeteria at lunch so that we can find you.” He unclicked the on button of the PA, and sat back.

“You Gucci, Specs?” Roman asked.

“Yeah. I think so. This should be easy.”

“Okay, Chris. Go.” Logan felt every ounce of his soul drain from his body as his eyes flicked over to the dozens of students lined up to try and prove that they were his mystery guy.

“‘Livin’ la Vida Loca,’ ‘Maria,’ ‘She Bangs,’ and ‘Shake Your Bon-Bon.’ All by Ricky Martin.”

Logan swiped at a puddle of tears that had been left on the lunchroom table with his hand. “Sorry, but that isn’t it.”

The boy stormed off, and Logan let his head fall into his hands. This was a disaster. Logan mentally kicked himself for not being able to recognize who he was looking for right off the bat. He was such an idio--

“Hey, Lo. Do you want me to go around the line and kick out the excesses?” Roman whispered gently.

“God, please do.” Logan looked up; he felt like he was going to cry. “They’re all the same cookie-cutter Hollywood guys, Ro. That guy from the ball was special, but… what if I can’t find him?”

“Are you kidding? You are the Logan Parker! I have no doubt in my mind that we’ll find him.” He smiled. “I think he helped pull you out of your slump. There’s no way I’m letting a guy like that go.”

“Thanks, Roman.”

“Hey, what else is a prince for?”

Virgil shivered as he felt cold water drip down the back of his neck, no doubt staining it with streaks of purple. He had been unlucky enough to fall asleep during his second block class, and one of his asshole classmates got their hands on some glitter glue and wrote transphobic slurs in his hair. It was pretty standard for shit like that to happen, but Virgil had only dyed his hair again yesterday to it’s full purple potential, so it sucked that he had to wash it again. And Patton was pissed. That was pretty normal, too.

“If that teacher had known any better, she would have reported that guy for harassment!”

“Pat, just leave it. She was doing what would protect me from the wrath of administration. If she had reported him, she would have had to explain why I didn’t stop him, which would have gotten me in trouble, and I probably would have been taken out of school by Dominic. I’m already on thin enough ice. Mrs. Larsen was helping me.” Virgil began to ascend the cafeteria stairs, slipping around people who were stationed on the sides.

“That’s still such bullsh--”

Virgil pulled Patton to the side of the stairs with enough force to dislocate a shoulder. “Shut the fuck up for a second and look.”

“Holy--”

“I didn’t think he’d actually do it!” A dozen yards away sat the longest line of people that Virgil had ever seen outside of a Black Friday sale at the Gucci store in Los Angeles. And there was Logan at the head. “Are you fucking serious?”

“Virge, you’ve gotta go down there and tell him before someone starts a riot!”

“No!” Virgil turned to Patton. “No way.”

Patton wildly gestured at Logan. “He said that it was the best night of his life.”

“Yeah. Until he finds out that it was me.” He threw another glance at Logan. “Let’s just go.”

Virgil and Patton continued to their classes, but underneath the stairs, Toby and Ember had heard everything.

The second that Virgil entered the house, Toby and Ember were there to intercept him.

“Look at you, acting all innocent!” Toby snarled. Virgil needed to know that they weren’t going to let him steal Logan away.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Virgil looked confused and tried to evade the twins.

“Oh,” Ember said, gripping Virgil’s arm tightly. “We know it was you at the ball with Logan.”

There was a short pause before Virgil said, “You guys are crazy.”

“No, actually, you’re the crazy one if you think that we’re going to let you end up with Logan, you weird stalker!”

“And if you tell him that it was you,” Toby interjected, waving one of the copies of Virgil’s video in the air. “Your video will be everywhere. Hello, YouTube!”

Virgil scoffed. “You guys can barely work the toaster, let alone YouTube.”

“Try us.”

Ember pushed Virgil away. “Go make dinner. We’re hungry.”

Virgil stared at the twins for a few moments and walked away. Toby turned and went to the door.

“Hey, Toby, where’re you going?”

Toby froze. “None of your business, Ember! I mean, uh, nowhere. For a walk… Uh, outside.”

“Oh. Okay, bye!”

“Yeah, bye.” Toby slipped out the front door and went straight to Virgil’s room. “Playlist. I need to find that playlist.”

Clothes, pencils, notebooks, and everything in between was scattered through Virgil’s room as Toby searched. For twenty minutes, he found nothing, until…

“Aha! Hidden in plain sight, of course!” He lifted up a pillow and found an old Macbook. Without a second of hesitation, he opened it up and went to iTunes. “Okay… ‘Dying in LA,’ ‘Save Rock and Roll,’ ‘Freeze Your Brain,’ ‘Defying Gravity,’ and ‘Bohemian Rhapsody.’ Perfect!” He scribbled the titles onto the back of his right hand and went to make his leave, but the door swung open right as he was about to open it, and he was flung into the wall.

Ember sauntered into the room and gasped when he saw the laptop. He picked it up to find the songs, but it tumbled right out of his hands and onto the floor. It was obvious from the loud cracking sound that the laptop wasn’t going to be useable anymore.

“Can you give me a hint as to what genre the songs are?” Chris asked, pressing closer to Roman and Logan. “Are they emo? Metal? Electroclash? Latin pop???”

“Okay, everyone! Disperse yourselves.” Roman hopped up from his seat at the table to usher people away. “Come back… after class or something. Logan’s going to take a break.”

Logan slumped in his seat and waited for Roman to return to speak. “I’m never going to find him. This is hopeless.”

“Hold up. What is this illogical garbage that I’m hearing from you, Logan?” Roman looked more offended than usual.

“It’s not illogical, though.” It was more of a question than a statement.

“It most certainly is! Say there’s an equal fifty-fifty distribution of males and females at our school--excluding the lovely non-binaries, which would make up around 1% of our school, probably. That means that there are about 750 males at our school currently. Sure, the odds don’t seem great, but there’s a chance. Therefore, Logan, we must keep hope that you will find your prince.” Roman smirked. “Logical enough for you, Specs?”

Logan smiled a bit. “Go away.”

“Nah. I’d never ditch my best friend, Lo--”

“Logan Parker!”

“Toby,” Roman sighed, standing up to escort the twin away. “Dude, Logan is on a break. Please come back during business hours, or you can send a letter that will be processed in five to seven business days.”

“Oh, of course. I’m actually in the mood for a prince…” Toby flirtatiously traced his finger on Roman’s collar.

“Are you serious?”

“No! Get out of my way!” Roman was flung backwards with a surprising amount of force, and Logan was only able to stare at his best friend as Toby approached. “I’m The One, Logan!”

Logan didn’t even have the energy to muster a laugh. “Yeah, right.”

“I can prove it. I know all of the songs on the playlist.”

“Of course. Do go on.”

Toby smiled a dazzling smile. Well, dazzling in the blinding way with his bright orange, sparkly braces bands. “‘Dying in LA,’ ‘Save Rock and Roll,’ ‘Freeze Your Brain,’ ‘Defying Gravity,’ and ‘Bohemian Rhapsody!’”

Roman rejoined Logan and whispered, “This is impossible. Right?”

“Ha! I’m right! Kiss me!” Toby surged forward, and Logan almost fell backwards trying to evade him.

“Woah, holy--wait!” Logan held Toby at arm’s length. “You’ve got to dance first.”

“What?!” Toby spluttered. “But--I already told you the songs! That’s all you asked. And I’m not warmed up, and there’s no music!”

Roman sighed dramatically, hanging off of Logan. “Logan, darling, he’s obviously not the one you’re looking for. I mean, he can’t even dance for you.”

“Oh, you’re right!” Logan swerved around Toby. “Well, see ya!”

“No, wait!” Toby grabbed Logan’s hand and spun him back to the table. “I love to dance!”

Logan watched in horror-filled awe as Toby started to “dance” in harsh, seizing motions. In all honesty, he hadn’t expected anything like that. Roman, completely unfazed, decided that it was time to leave, and he dragged Logan away as Toby continued to dance.

Logan was tired. He was really fucking tired of having being, well… for being Logan Parker. It honestly just sucked to be famous. Which sounded stupid and pretentious, but it was true. People fawned over him, and he just wanted some coffee, but there was only shitty canned espresso in an overpriced vending machine, so here he was. In a random hallway getting coffee. He jabbed at the coffee button and leaned down to grab the can. As he stood up, he came face to face with Ember standing in what he could only construe as a seductive position against the vending machine.

“Woah, okay, Ember…”

“Ready to meet your mystery guy, Logan?”

“You know the songs, too? God, can I just catch a break?” Logan ran a hand through his hair and started to walk away, but Ember tugged him back.

What is with these twins and tugging people around?

“But I’m the real freaking one! And I freaking love you, so you’d better freaking love me back, you freaking freak!” Ember yelled. Logan blinked a few times at the outburst.

“Way, way, way deep inside, I’m sure that you’re a… decent person, Ember, but I’ve really got to go--”

“I can prove it!” He threw his backpack on the ground with a dull plop. “Through dance!”

Before Ember could even get very far into his equally as awful dance, Logan ditched the scene, eager to find Roman to get out of the school for his off period.

“Oh my god, Virge. I can’t believe the twins would hold that video against you! You were literally eleven.”

Virgil ate another spoonful of frosting from the tub that Patton had bought him, glaring out the windshield at nothing in particular. “What do I do? I don’t want Logan to think that I’m a fucking stalker! Not to mention the fact that he obviously doesn’t remember me from pre-transition, so he’d find out about that, too. People like me don’t belong with people like him.”

“Look,” Patton said seriously; although, the off-kilter blue bow in his hair made it a little difficult to actually take him seriously. “You and Logan clicked out there on the dancefloor. You have to talk to him.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yuh huh--oh, look!” Patton pointed out the window at Roman and Logan passing by. “It’s showtime, Virgil! You’ve got this.”

“Yeah! I can do this.” Virgil reached over to open the door, but he whipped around again. “Wait, you know what? Let’s get some food first.”

“Yeah, no,” Patton deadpanned.

“Fuck, fine!” Virgil rushed out of the van before he chickened out and walked over to Logan’s car. “Hey, Logan. I need to tell you something really important.”

“Oh!” Logan smiled charmingly, and damn this stupid crush that Virgil had. “Hello. You work for Dominic, correct?”

“What? No! That’s not what--”

Roman, from the other side of the car, giggled. “You had shrimp in your hair.”

Virgil glared at him. “Well, I mean… Yeah, that was me, but that isn’t what I wanted to say.” He took a deep breath. “I’m--”

“Oh my god!” Logan threw his hands in the air in frustration. “Seriously? Dominic is relentless. First Toby, then Ember, and now you, too?” He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “Just… I’m looking for someone, okay? I don’t have time to talk. Especially not about that stupid duet. I’ve gotta go… It was nice seeing you.”

Roman and Logan sat in their seats, and Virgil took a few steps back as they pulled out. He watched them for a few seconds before racing back to Patton’s van. Without hesitation, he whipped open the door and grabbed his back and skateboard from the floor.

“I told you, Pat.”

“Oh my god, he blew you off!”

Virgil sighed and backed away a bit. “Whatever.” He slammed the door shut and skated off, ignoring the tears that fell down his cheeks.

Part Six

[1dimagineclub]

Dirty Louis Imagine

🚫 WARNING 18+ PLZ 🚫

“Study Buddy”

I groaned in frustration, rolling over and laying on top of my open books. I had a mountain of study to do and homework. I had been staring at these textbooks for an hour and not actually done anything. Being my usual self, I picked up my phone and texted Louis.

“Hey baby” I said.

“Hey, shouldn’t you be studying? ;)” he said.

“Idc” I said.

“Come on, you’ll regret it if you don’t” Louis replied.

“Motivate me to study and do my homework” I said.

“If you do all of your homework and study I will have sex with you. I promise and If you get an A+ on your exam, I will give you the best sex of your life for a week” He said.

“Now I’m horny :/ you’re no help :(” I said.

“Do you need a study buddy?” Louis asked.

“Yes please” I replied.

“I’ll be there in 30 minutes” Louis said, I fell back onto bed and fell asleep.

“(Y/N)” Louis’ melodic voice pulled me from my slumber.

“Wot” I said tiredly, Louis chuckled.

“I’m here to study and I brought Pizza” He said.

“I am so hungry, I have no food” I said.

“I know” Louis replied.

“How?”

“You texted me saying you had no food, but you had to study so you couldn’t get food” He said.

“You’re the best” I said.

“I know, now let's go downstairs and study at the kitchen table” he said.

“You know what sounds better than studying?’ I said still laying in bed.

"What?” Louis asked.

“Eating pizza then having sex, then sleeping” I said.

“That sounds great, but would you rather that and then get a bad grade on a test and have boring sex every night for a week, or get an A and have amazing sex every night for a week?” Louis said, I contemplated it for a bit before rolling out of bed and walking downstairs with Louis, he helped me with my studying for about three and a half hours, he could tell I was getting tired.

“How about we make this a game” Louis said.

“I’m listening” I said.

“For every question you get right, I have to take off one item of clothing and for every question you get wrong you have to take off an item of clothing” Louis said.

“Deal” I said, another hour passed and I surprisingly was beating Louis, he was down to his boxers and I was down to my shirt, panties and socks.

“No bra?” Louis smirked as I pulled my sweater off, my nipples showing through the thin cotton of the shirt that I stole from Louis a while ago.

“Shut up and give me next question” I said.

“Nope sorry” He said once I gave him my answer.

“I think these should go next” He said seductively his fingers lightly sliding over the lace of my panties, I gasped and swallowed. Louis smiled at my reaction to his fingers. I decided not to give him what he wanted and I pulled my socks off one by one.

“Mmh, yeah uncovered feet is such a turn on” Louis joked, I kicked his shin.

“You’re a sore loser” I said, Louis laughed and read out the next question, he groaned.

“You’re right” he sighed, I smirked feeling very please with myself.

“These need to go” I said reaching over to his boxers, my fingers lightly brushing over his tip.

“Don’t” he warned.

“Don’t what?” I asked innocently, Louis glared playfully at me and pulled off his boxers. Louis read the second to last question, which I got wrong I pulled my panties off and threw them at my boyfriend

“Alright last question” he said.

“Good job, you got them nearly all correct” Louis said “And you got that one right. So off goes your shirt" He said.

“That was not part of the deal” I said.

“It doesn’t matter that much does it?” He said, I closed my book and walked into the kitchen to get a class of water. Louis came up behind me.

“Remember what I told you a few hours ago when you asked me to motivate you to do your study and homework?” He whispered and started kissing my neck.

“No, you’ll have to remind me” I said turning around.

“I said, if you did all your homework and study that I’d have sex with you” He said “And we have finished all of your homework and all of your study. I promised and I can't break a promise” He whispered.

“No you can't break a promise” I said, Louis smirked and pushed me against the counter, he kissed me roughly, biting down on my lower lip I gasped at the sudden feeling, Louis used that moment to shove his tongue into my mouth. We both fought for dominance, but Louis won, not that I minded much, he was an expert with his tongue. I moaned against his lips thinking of all the things he could do to me, his hand went between my legs, his fingers lightly brushing over my center causing me to shudder. Louis smirked at me and picked me up.

“Bedroom or couch?” he asked.

“Couch, it’s closer” I said before kissing him again, Louis walked over to the couch and practically threw me down. He pulled my shirt off and threw it to the side.

“What do you want me to do to you?” he asked.

“Show me what your tongue can do” I said, my voice barely audible.

“Whatever you want babe” He whispered in my ear and got to work.

I rolled out of Louis’ arms and got ready for class.

“Where are you going?” Louis asked.

“I have my exam today, remember? That’s why I needed you to help me study” I said.

“Oh yeah, good luck babe. Try really hard, remember our deal” he said.

“Yes, I remember” I smiled and kissed him. “You can stay here for the day if you want. Only if you get some groceries” I said.

“Deal” he said, I walked outside and drove to college, during the drive I went over everything that we studied last night. I sat down for the test, and went through with a breeze, I did not find it hard at all.

“Thank you students, your tests will be available after lunch” the professor said. I went to my next class and had lunch. I walked back to collect my exam paper.

“Good work (Y/N)” he smiled and handed me my test. I got an A+, I drove home as quickly as I could.

“LOUIS!” I yelled.

“Yeah” he said.

“Can you please come downstairs?” I asked, Louis walked downstairs.

“So how’d it go?” he asked,  I grinned and showed him my test paper.

“Come here” He said, I gently walked over to him. He smiled and pulled me against his body.

“I am so proud of you (Y/N/N)” he whispered and kissed me so passionately that my knees buckled. Louis placed his hand at my lower back to support me, he picked me up and carried me upstairs to my room.

“You cleaned?” I said.

“Yeah” Louis said.

“Thank you” I smiled and kissed him again, he set me down on my bedroom floor and started taking my clothes off, I pulled his shirt over his head and went back to kissing him. We fell on the bed with Louis straddling me, I was still only in my underwear, luckily today I decided to wear my sexiest pair of lingerie... just in case.

“Oh god babe” he said and kissed me again. Louis moved down my body, he slowly inched my panties down with his teeth and moved back up to my dripping center, Louis looked up at me and smirked evilly before burying his face between my legs, I gasped when we blew cool air onto my clit, he slowly licked up my slit collecting some of my juices. Louis’ soft lips placed light kisses all around my pussy and on my thighs. He plunged his tongue deep into my core when I expected it least, I moaned loudly and began rubbing my clit but Louis pulled my hands away and held them against the mattress so I couldn’t touch him or myself. He let go of my hands and used his thumb to rub fast vigorous circles on my clit.

“Louissss” I moaned quietly.

“Louder, I want everyone to hear, I want the whole neighbourhood to know that it's me making you feel this good” he said, I moaned louder this time.

“FUCK LOUIS” I said, Louis took that as an indicator to go faster and harder, I was panting, my mind swimming, I could only concentrate on the pleasure pulsing through my body.

“Louis I’m coming” I moaned.

“I can’t hear you” he said against my core.

“FUCK, LOU, I’M GONNA CUM” I screamed, I felt the familiar tingle in my lower abdomen I clenched around his tongue and released my juices, Louis didn’t stop, if anything he went faster letting me ride out my orgasm. I came down from my climax, panting heavily.

“So good” he said kissing me, I could taste my juices on his tongue which turned me on even more, I went to push him on his back to return the favour but he stopped me.

“Tonight and every other night of this week is devoted to you, and just you” He said. “Wait here” Louis said giving me a quick kiss before getting up from the bed, he walked over to a large bag that was sitting on the floor, I hadn’t even noticed it when we came in. Louis rummaged around for a bit and pulled a few objects out, Louis returned with a shit eating grin on his face. I realized that he was carrying a few ‘toys’.

“Which one shall I use first?” Louis said more to himself. He picked up the golden colored one.

“I think you’ll like this one” He smiled before pushing it into my dripping cunt, I moaned quietly, Louis pushed a button and it started vibrating, I gasped and moaned again, Louis turned the vibration level up a notch, I moaned practically under my breath.

“Each time you moan quietly, I turn the vibrations up” he said, turning it up to the next level, I moaned again but obviously not loud enough for Louis, each level was better than the last.

“The next level is the last one. This one had better make you scream” Louis said and turned it up to the last level, that was it for me, I had all these pent up screams that I had to let go of. I let out a long and loud scream of pure ecstasy…. I searched around me tryin to find something to grab onto but I couldn’t. Louis pumped the furiously vibrating sex toy in and out of me and an excruciatingly slow pace.

“OH GOD, IM CUMMING” I moaned loudly, Louis pumped the vibrator in and out of me extremely fast. He replaced it with his fingers and pressed the vibrator to my sensitive clit.

“LOUISSSSS” I screamed, his fingers slowed as my orgasm came to an end.

“Shit babe, you squirted. That was so hot” He whispered.

“Louis, I am begging you, please fuck me” I panted, he smiled and pulled his jeans off discarding them onto the floor among with the other clothing items, he was still wearing his tight Calvin Klein boxers. He slowly grinded his hard on against me.

“Louis” I gasped, he smiled and pulled his boxers down and slowly pushed into me. He moaned loudly at the feeling of my tight wet pussy, his thrusts began slow but then moved to a faster pace, soon Louis was pounding into me our moans synchronized..

“Louis I’m gonna cum” I moaned.

“Just wait for me, please baby” he said, I nodded and clenched my muscles.

“Oh shit” he moaned as I clenched around his dick, Louis leaned down to kiss me, his thrusts became sloppy indicating he was coming,

“Now” he whispered, we both came together. Helping each other ride out our orgasms, Louis collapsed next to me and kissed me passionately,

“You should help me study more often” I smiled before falling asleep in his arms.

[thewinsisterchronicles]

Get to know the user!!

so I was tagged by @super-not-naturall-has-moved (thanks hon;)) so here you guys go!! (btw feel free to tag me in stuff literally whenever! bc I loveeee it when people remember me[I know I know self-centered idc] but yeah!!)​

1. Are you named after someone:

Not that I know of?? I mean my mom once sad something about me being sort of inspired by a character in one of Shakespeare's plays but nothing too specific

2. When was the last time you cried?

Like 3-4 months ago?? Idk I don't keep track

3. Do you like your handwriting?

When I try to do it nicely, yeah

4. What is your favorite lunch meat?

How do you even come up with this kind of question?? It's Black Forest ham btw

5. Do you have kids?

HELL NAW

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?

I am the bomb of course I'd be friends w/ me I'm amazing

7. Do you use sarcasm?

I have never been sarcastic in my life

8. Do you still have your tonsils?

Yep

9. Would you bungee jump?

If I got paid then oh yeah

10. What is your favorite kind of cereal?

Either Krave or smthn else idk I have to had breakfast in such a long time

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

When I have time

12. Do you think you’re a strong person?

I have been told I am

13. What is your favorite ice cream?

CHOC CHIP COOKIE DOUGH!!!

14. What is the first thing you notice about people?

lol what DONT I notice

15. What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself?

I find the fact that I don't look my age annoying

16. What color pants and shoes are you wearing now?

No shoes, but I'm wearing grey sweats

17. What are you listening to right now?

The sound of COD and my friend turning pages in her book

18. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?

Dark blue or green

19. Favourite smell?

VANILLA!!! Maybe a lil bit o cinnamon

20. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?

Probably my dad (I know I'm lame shut up)

21. Favorite sport to watch?

HOCKEYYYYY!!!!! I love watching them fight lol

22. Hair color?

Blonde (lighter at the bottom)

23. Eye colour?

Blue with a lil bit of green in the centre

24. Do you wear contacts?

No but I have glasses

25. Favorite food to eat?

Poutine or Burgers or Chinese Food or Pizza (and if you don't know what poutine is hmu via the askbox and I will gladly tell you)

26. Scary movies or comedy?

Why not get the best of both worlds? I like funny horror

27. Last movie you watched?

Deadpool (don't tell my dad)

28. What color of shirt are you wearing?

I have a green flannel on (which is p much my entire outfit 24/7)

29. Summer or Winter?

Don't have a preference. I like them both.

30. Hugs or kisses?

HUGS. I don't know why but kisses aren't my thing (unless it's someone I like which I guess it's okay with then)

31. What book are you currently reading?

The Odyssey. It's for school, but I actually kind of like it:)

32. Who do you miss right now?

Nobody off the top of my head

33. What is on your mouse pad?

Don't have one

34. What is the last tv program you watched?

Supernatural😏

35. What is the best sound?

A lake in the summer when it's calm

36. Rolling Stones or The Beatles?

Beatles

37. What is the furthest you have ever traveled?

Florida (I'm not one for much travelling)

38. Do you have a special talent?

I know how to succeed and make people think I'm smarter than I actually am (which is the only reason I've passed all school so far)

39. Where were you born?

IIIIINN WEST PHILADELPHIA BORN AND RAISED (but fr a city in Canada on the west coast)

I’m tagging: @assbutt-still-in-hell @straightasdeanwinchester @imjusthereforsupernatural have fun you guys!!

[transboyurameshi-blog]

x @frogopera I didn’t wanna spam your inbox so here’s a list of recs, there’s anime in there as well bsjskqjdrjejqjr anyone is open to reblog this tho idc think of it as my official rec list pff tf t if you have any triggers I’d be happy to go through and let you know if they have them

Bojack Horseman: you’ve possibly already seen this but I would do a disservice if I didn’t include it. It’s genuinely the best animated series I have ever had the joy of watching and the pinnacle of adult animation. It’s inclusive, smart, very heavy and bojack is…he the kind of main character you don’t wanna relate to but you will • tw for drug and alcohol abuse, mentions of and implications of child abuse, and homophobia (gay character is fired and contracts prostate cancer ), and slight pedophilia ( bojack almost drunkenly sleeps with a teenager, technically legal in that state and she was sober but ewe no to the shows credit it’s painted as a BAD thing )

Home: the adventures of oh and tipp it’s a 2d animated series based around the dreamworks movie and it’s actually incredibly cute fun decompression stuff • tw for transphobia I think? they make some jokes about the alien races genders and like…..I can’t tell if it’s a transphobic joke or trying to teach kids pronoun usage tbfh

The batman idk how you feel about superhero stuff but the batman is a pretty stylish and interesting take in batman mythos and the art style is that kind of awkward but captivating and interesting. it really stands out if that makes sense

my little pony: equestria girls movies: okay hear me out, they’re actually pretty good ( so is the show in my frank opinion but the movies are a good jumping on point ) the movies take place in a more human world and rainbow rocks is legitimately fucking awesome with kick ass music and they’re all S U P E R gay with butch lesbian supreme sunset shimmer

the tinker bell movies: they’re centered around a whole world of fairies and like I’m psure they might not be 2d animation but they’re honestly worth a watch, just pure and fun.

lolirock:

cute french based cartoon about three magical pop star princesses and it was the show everyone was excited about because there’s a black magical girl. it’s just super beautiful and sweet and bubblegum but it’ll get you in the heart too

Glitter force:

it’s one of the few precure anime we dubbed and it just …. it’s silly and kinda dumb but if you just want pure cotton candy and sparkles this is the anime for you. the main girl has a deep love of fairy tails and happy ever after like 💕💕

Winx:

again a little shallow seeming and the art style takes some getting used to but it’s a big organic world of magic and wonder that will draw you in and genuinely surprise you in some places

Horseland:

it’s a pretty diverse show about a bunch of young girls and their magic talking horses they don’t know can talk. it’s again more feel good kid stuff but it tackled native cultural appropriation and litterly called out the white girl wearing native headdress so it gets bonus points from me

the last unicorn:

*clutches chest* it’s just beautiful and amazing okay

justice League / justice League unlimited:

both fairly awesome superhero series that helped start the dcau and are just fucking brilliantly written and still hold up today

batman beyond:

this show is dated af and is about future batman in the fuuuture man sjjzjqjejriejr it’s super great though and is just a nice take on a young batman still balancing school and life

the goofy movie

just a really nice hilarious movie that gets a lot more on the nose the older you get plus I’m still not over Roxanes character design it’s really aces

Balto;

again a lot of my love for this movie comes from its animation but it’s a pretty heartwarming story about what someone can achieve for those they love

I’m sneaking in Wendy wu homecoming warrior despite it being live action because it’s an actually fascinating Disney movie with a really cool mythos and ACTUALLY HAS A PREDOMINANTLY ASIAN CAST go figure sjsjsjdje

Atlantis:

I have a deep love for this movie and it doesn’t get near the recognition it deserves. it subverts the damsel in distress trope without being patronizing about it. we get a lovable scrawny nerd that’s actually respectful of the cultures he studies and his goddess of a future wife and like it was a movie written by mostly white people that managed to portray a tribal element without seeming racist

lucha Libre and really cute oft forgotten cartoon about latinx children in training to become luchadors like their parents

ao no exorcist:

is a really intense anime with catholic themes that really goes deep into the concept of nature vs nurture and has a pretty gay coded protagonist and focuses more on his familial relationship with his brother and the strain it’s gone under vs his possible romances

ruroni Kenshin and samurai champloo are good old classic anime if you’re looking for that old school feudal Japan feeling and adventure and rag tag looser building a family

K is a pretty fascinating anime in that if I explained too much I’d ruin the fun of discovering it yourself tho hey more queer coding

detective conan is a fucking awesome mystery anime but at like eight billion episodes and counting I wouldn’t worry too much about it sjajhdejskkf

Karneval is a really cute and funny, pretty anime following a sweet amnesiac child as he joins the circus to find the one he loves, and yes more queer coding like haRD

yu yu hakusho:

literally my favorite anime ever in existence and I’ll just keep this short it follows a demon hunter as life continues to screw him over and he survives

assassination classroom:.

is actually a very weirdly heartwarming story about a bunch of kids tasked to assassinate their teacher ( I swear it’s weirder than it sounds ( but it’s definitely not a book to be judged by its cover

Majin tentai nogami neuro: is a very interesting and in depth murder mystery anime about a demon who literally eats mysteries and enlists the help of a human girl to open up a detective agency. warning tho shit gets DARK near the end

petshop of horrors:

this is an ova series so it’s just a couple episodes but it’s a hauntingly creepy and fun look and an eccentric pet shop owner that offers his clients … dubious pets that would be fine if these guys would just follow the rules of ownership he gives them

xxxholic:

again kind of a mystery anime but with far more magic and I’m pretty positive it’s canon one of the male characters is unrequitely in love with the main guy, and the art style is definitely an aquired taste but it’s worth it

death parade:

THIS SHIT GAVE ME A CRISIS OF SELF AFTER FINISHING IT, DO NOT LET TYE HAPPY INTRO FOOL YOU IT’S OUT FOR YOUR BLOOD AND TEARS YOU WILL FUCK CRY

[furrytrainwrecks]

Oh you sweet, edgy, overexposed selfie summer child. 

I’ll let you think that we ‘took the bait’ when, you know, we posted context of the conversation back in an earlier post. But it’s cute that you think you might have some kind of ~control~ over us or something. If that’s what makes you feel powerful.

I think my favorite part of this is how MUCH you’re projecting this DON’T BE SUCH PUSSIES YOU UWU SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE SJWS!!!! when literally the only thing that’s been said is ‘wow that’s not how planned parenthood works at all’, ‘a lot of jobs don’t give you healthcare so planned parenthood is a huge help’, etc., etc. 

I mean, fuck everyone if they care about their health even if they don’t have that shitty bootstraps mentality you claim to have.

I mean, I’m sure you’ve worked your ass off for important health-related matters in your life and you’re definitely not still on mommy and daddy’s insurance at 21 still. 

As a final note (until you do or say something else buttfuck stupid either about this or something new, cause you’re SO smart and have SUCH a wide worldview):

Also, can someone explain what’s ‘soft and catered’ about wanting to punch Nazis? Like, aren’t so-called SJW’s the ones out there actively protesting and punching Nazis? While whiny bitches like the subject of our post are sitting online whinging about how people are SO SENSITIVE.

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Oh, wait, I missed this one.

Okay, listen, sit down you smol angerey child and let me explain you a thing.

The original post, on fuckingfurries, was made a WEEK ago. It was reblogged here probably the day it was posted because ‘wow that’s a shitty opinion’ and also because I literally saw your status happen on Facebook and thought it was a shitty opinion there, too.

So a week or so later, you stumble across the post. 

And then you feel the need to barrage message after message - reblogs, replies, statuses on Facebook, probably bitching other places, too, idk, idc. - to the blogs that posted stuff, only giving more fuel to the dumpster fire that appears to be your online presence (remember: the internet remembers everything).

No one would have even cared. It would’ve just faded to the depths of the tumblr archives. But you felt the need to post it and share it and continue to, message after message, try to make it sound like it’s all over a difference of opinion when, in reality, it’s probably just cause you’re a shitty person with zero self control who feels the need to be the center of attention and scream louder than everyone.

You grow the fuck up.  👌