#Notes from ya boii

[zanibutch]

Woke up with a visceral need to be holding a pretty girl while she puts little sleepy kisses on my neck

[socheckitout-mikey]

This maybe kind of a dumb question, but say one of the greasers were to get married, what would everyone wear and how would everyone act?!

heya birdie! this isn’t a dumb question at all, but i had to really think about it. thanks for requesting it tho! my best friend @brideofcthulhu10 helped me with this one as i was stuck. so go show her some love, tho she writes for The Lost Boys! (: i hope you enjoy what i’ve written bc it’s a right mess! - mae

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One of the Gang Getting Married Hc’s:

° Alrighty, let’s be real, it’s either Sodapop or Steve who’s getting married first.

° Just bc Johnny’s too afraid to speak to girls after the whole Sylvia ordeal. Though he’d be a likely candidate if he found someone real swell!

° Two-bit seems like another likely candidate, though, in my personal opinion, he doesn’t seem to be incredibly serious about Kathy or likely to be the type to be serious and settle down any time soon. He’s definitely the flirtatious type and doesn’t take relationships too seriously, which is just Two-bit: Though I don’t think he’s the type to flirt and mess around with other girls out of being malicious, he just seems to be the type to not adhere himself to things like Sodapop or Steve. But with the right person, he’s serious.

° Dally is definitely out of the question, particularly at the moment. I doubt he’s looking to be tied down by anyone any time soon and the thought probably freaks him out a little. Though, that’s just my own personal opinion. To me, he just doesn’t seem like the marrying type, especially not atm.

° Pony’s just too young and awkward. I view him as the baby still, no matter how old he’d be. I’m not even going into more detail lol.

° And poor old Darry! He’s so busy and tired, there’s no damn time for him to look into dating! Even though he’d be psyched to if he could. But he never thinks about that sorta stuff because Darry’s a busy, grouchy man; and rightly so!

° I believe that Steve would be one of the first to marry because of the fact that him and Evie seemed to be quite serious in the book from what I understood. They’ve got a relationship that’s clearly going strong, and it must’ve lasted for awhile since at one point he got arrested and she cried about it, staying faithful. She also seems to be someone that Soda and the other’s get along with.

° But for this piece, I’m choosing Sodapop! Now, I know y’all will be thinking that he’d have some major trust issues after Sandy, and you’re honestly not wrong. He would!

° However, I think that Soda deserves a lucky break and for something to go right for him for once! So, let’s say he’s met his soulmate and everything’s just gone all swell! He’s popped the question in the most thoughtful and romantic way possible, bc it’s our Soda we’re talkin’ about!

° He’s gonna be nervous asf and Steve’s the one to calm him down bc let’s face it, he’s his best man! The little pep talks that’ll happen before it oh my gosh!

° Soda and the other boys are pretty casual, and honestly, I’m leaning towards it just being a smaller wedding. Sodapop wants people that you both love there: Nothing to spoil the event, and quite frankly, it goes perfect.

° The wedding probably occurs in a small local church if that’s what you guys have decided, but afterwards, you guys would probably have drinks and food back at the house, where everyone’s dressed a little more fancier than usual.

° Or the wedding is a small one in your backyard, but it’s still just as special.

° I note this just because they’re greasers and they don’t have much, but they know how to have fun and how to make this day special. It’s about the feeling, not about the material grandness of the day!

° At least that’s what you keep reassuring Soda with, because you can tell he feels a little guilty about not being able to give you what a Soc could. But that’s not why you’re marrying him, right? You’re marrying him because you both bring out the best in each other!

° Well, during the wedding, there was a lot of hollering and grinning from the boys, something that was making Soda blush up a storm!

° I mean, even Dally and Two-bit are taking it seriously. The pair dressed up as snazzy as they could, joking that they’re looking as fine as ever to take away the beautiful bride!

° Darry may or may not have had to hold Sodapop back from launching cake at them both.

° Ponyboy’s grinning from ear to ear! He’s geeking out so hard because he loves you to pieces and he’s never had a sister: So having you be more of a prominent figure in his life is going to make him really happy!

° Darry’s just so happy that there’s someone to calm Soda down and settle him out: Keep his head right on his shoulders. If that’s not the case, he’s happy that Soda’s got someone just as nuts as him! Though, he feels horrible for you because of all the experimentation that you’ll encounter within regards to food.

° Steve loves you big time! He’s gonna miss his best friend, but he’s happy that he’s marrying someone so understanding and amazing. You also get on very well with Evie which is a bonus!

° Johnny’s the first to get a dance with you after Soda, and he’s blushing the whole time. You’re probably the only girl that he talks to, but obviously not in that sense. He likes you so much because you’re always getting him candy and giving him a good cooked meal, a listening ear and comfort. He thinks you’re a really sweet girl and suit Soda.

° Dallas is happy for his buddy. Although married life isn’t too much his style, he’s happy to see Sodapop finally catch a break with someone who’ll treat him right. He constantly jokes that he’s gonna pick you up and it bugs Soda a lot but Dally’s only joking.

° Two-bit’s a people person, so he gels along with you quite well and makes you laugh so hard. You also make Two-bit laugh a lot. You’re both practically joined to the hip! Two-bit’s always flirting with you, but he flirts with just about anyone.

° Definitely the one who offered to elope to Mexico with you and got a curt smack to the back of his head by Darry!

° Alright, so the gang got you a really terrible fake gift for your married life which made you two end up laughing once they brought out the real thing. It was something practical and pretty expensive since they’d all pitched in to get you guys something good because you both deserve it. Soda cried like a baby!

° There’s a ton of dancing and it’s kinda cringe. The gang dancing together makes Ponyboy and Johnny want to crawl under the floorboards like; “OH MY GOD SODA STOP DANCING LIKE DAD!”

° Darry even dances and ya boii sweeps you off your feet and you’re kinda gobsmacked because who’s switched him out for the alien?!

° Idk what else to say really, they’re all just happy for you both! The gang won’t make anything dramatic, and any drama that does occur, it’s quick to be laughed over bc they’re all pretty laid back. They wouldn’t really let anyone else shit talk you guys.

° Besides, Two-bit’s there and able to diffuse any odd tension with a joke.

° It’s the best day/night of your lives.

° Y’all got so drunk oh my god.

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@hotpacino​ Hey there, Erika, my luv! If your requests are still open I have a request for you. This Thursday I will be having a very important exam and I am nervous as hell... So, could I please have some headcanons for J and Pat comforting their s/o about an impeding exam, because she has severe anxiety and depression and she feels like she is gonna fail, and has a meltdown about it? I know it's super specific and if it's not something you would enjoy writing, feel free to ignore this!!! 😘😘😘

Hi, darling! I’m so sorry that this is a few days late; I hope that you enjoy it! How did your exam go? Sending you love and strength!💕 I wasn’t sure if this was a poly request or individual sets; so I’ve done individual skksks if you wanted poly let me know and I’ll whip something up for you! <3

This is a repost; the initial format for the piece screwed up lmao so I’ve just moved everything over into a blank post and done it this way.

Total word count for the two sets: 1, 331.

Pandaaaaa ~ // wc: 655.

(he’s cheering you on!)

To say that you were on edge was an understatement. You had an exam coming up and you were sure that you were going to fail, even with how hard you were working.

You spent your days with your nose buried in various textbooks, your fingers almost permanently stained with black inks and bright colours from the highlights which you had been using. You were definitely sleep deprived and running on caffeine and spite. You had to pass your exam. You had to.

J had been a silent observer throughout your revision process. He was pleased with your dedication and how hard you were working, even though he didn’t necessarily understand why you were working quite so hard. Though education was important, there were other ways to learn, other ways to live, than academics.

But. J would support you, and he showed this in small ways. He made sure that you ate, that you drank, that you rested when you needed to and, most importantly, that you slept the required minimum of eight hours every night.

This was non-negotiable and J wasn’t afraid to use cold, hard facts to get you to rest.

“Ya’ain’t gonna’ get any more infor-ma-tion in that brain o’yours, Y/N. Get, ah - get some rest, hm?”

“A-ta-ta, no. No talkin’ like that, ya’ hear? That’s my Y/N ya bein’ rude to. And I don’t like it. Not. One. Bit.”

Eventually, though, with you working non stop and not allowing your brain any rest, the inevitable happened. J knew that it was coming, he saw all the signs, recognised the microexpressions.

He stood by, prepared to catch your fall, but J never got in your way; you were a grown person, you knew what you were doing, and he would leave you to it, especially if you weren’t going to take the advice and care he had been consistently given you.

You had a melt down and started to sob over your textbooks. But still were you studying, even with tears streaming down your face and falling upon your textbook pages and notes like rain.

J cooed mockingly, unsurprised by this. He had warned you to slow it down. “Oh, shush shush shush, Y/N.”

As your sobs increased with the sound of J’s voice, he stood behind you and bent over your body, his semi-greasy curls coming into your line of sight as he rested his chin on your shoulder, an arm snaking around your waist. “I got’cha, doll. Easy, hm?”

His other hand came up from where it was by his side and stole your pen. He chucked it carelessly across the table and then shoved your materials forward, away from you. J’s chin rested atop your head as his arms came around you like a cage, while you remained sat at your desk.

J’s breathing was deep and steady, his movements exaggerated, and you understood. You copied his breathing, felt his touch, heard his low soothing shushing, and allowed J to calm you with his own body.

“Feel better?”

You nodded, “Th-thank you, J.”

“Uh-huh. So, ah - are ya’ gonna stop now? Ya’ve done all ya’ can. I’m proud o’ya.  Get, ah - some rest. No more workin’.” J tapped your temple teasingly. You couldn’t see the proud smile on his face but you could hear it and it made all the difference to you. “If it ain’t in there now, then it ain’t gonna’ be so why bother stressin’, hm?”

Harsh, but true. J only wanted the best for you, and as you nodded and leaned back in your chair, J dropped a tender kiss to the top of your head and surrounded your entire body with his own.

Shit, his back would hurt later, bent over you like this, but it was worth it if it meant that you wouldn’t want to keep working. You had done your best, and he was very proud of you.

Pretty boyyyyy ~ // wc: 676.

(a reminder)

It was no secret that Pat just wasn’t the academic type.

He skipped classes, never did his homework, only attended detentions because a) he didn’t want to get expelled and b) had no one to go home to anyway, and just didn’t care about letters on a piece of paper.

His attitude towards things which others deemed to be important but didn’t matter to him was so liberating and you wished that you could have even a third of the devil-may-care attitude which Pat did.

Oh, but you were so tired. You had barely had a break over the last few weeks and you were constantly working; you only stopped to sleep for a few hours before you were back at it.

Pat was so proud of you for working as hard as you were and he was in awe of your strength, but he was also very concerned for you.

Every time you sat down to study, Pat was right there with you. He took such good care of you that often did it leave you in tears.

He brought you your favourite hot drink every time you finished one, brought you (mostly) healthy snacks, rubbed your shoulders, pressed kisses to your neck and shoulders when he walked past...

Pat was there for you. He was immensely worried for you due to your anxiety and depression and a natural cafetaker was he now thanks to the year which he had spent taking care of his grandfather, so it was something which he didn’t even have to really think about. Pat just... took care of you.

Neither of you were surprised by your meltdown; Pat had been waiting for it, so intuitive and so intelligent was he, and you had felt the incoming tidal wave.

You were overwhelmed and you were convinced that you were going to fail.

Your breaths came in harsh gasps, tears streaming down your face. “I can’t do it, Pat, I’m gonna fail, I can’t - “

Pat was out of his seat like a bullet from a gun as he dashed over to you, “Hey, hey, come on, Y/N - breathe, love. With me - “

Pat wrapped one arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his body, and the fingers of his other hand interlocked with yours. He breathed in deeply, held it for eight seconds and exhaled for the same length of time.

Full lips feathered kisses to the side of your face as he did breathing exercises with you. “You’re so smart - “ A kiss, “hard working,” Another kiss, “and you’re gonna’ pass,” A whimper from you. “No, hey - look at me, Y/N,” He waited until you looked at him before he continued, “It’s not the end of the world if you fail, okay? It’s just a grade. It doesn’t define you. You can do it.”

“Th-thank you,” You managed a teary eyed, weak smile for your koala and he flashed you a grin.

“You’re welcome. Now, what d’ya say we take a nap, hm? You’ve barely slept and I know that’s why you’re a bit more emotional right now. This can all wait - “ Pat nodded at your work and helped you up, tugging you to the bedroom, “My Y/N’s way more important.”

You smiled and wiped your tears away with a shaky hand, trusting that Pat knew what was best for you. You curled up in Pat’s arms, cushioned atop him. His lips pressed kisses all over the top of your head. “Just sleep, Y/N. I won’t let you go.”

And so it was, surrounded by Pat and all that he was, that you napped, s safe in the knowledge that when you awoke, you would be okay. You could do it, you knew you could.

Pat always made you feel like you were on top of the world, and when you couldn’t believe in yourself would he do it for you; he loved you and he spent his every day proving that to you with his actions again and again and again.

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[stephcialties]

jc @ it again with another moron. more on the himbo below.  

:･ﾟ✧ * ˏˋ / hi, sorry to disturb you, but can you tell me where the office for NOAH ROMANO is? y'know, HE’S the TWENTY-SIX-YEAR-OLD CISMALE SOUND TECHNICIAN here at Masters? kinda’ looks like MATT DADDARIO if you squint? one of the guys over at I.T. said HE is OPTIMISTIC and COMPASSIONATE but STUPID and RECKLESS, does that ring a bell? i have HIS coffee order right here.

𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 !!

tw: overdose, drug use

in a galaxy not so far away, noah was born in oakland, california. and, uh, it was kind of rough for a little while.

his mom got pregnant with him in high school, and her baby daddy/high school sweetheart was not so sweet and dumped her on her ass so that he could play basketball without being weighed down by a kid (( rn he’s a balding insurance agent in florida, so like. karma bitch. ))

his mom quickly became an alcoholic amongst other things to cope, but she did her best to pay the rent without a high school diploma. his grandparents really wanted to help, but their relationship with his mom soured when they reacted uh ,,, not well to the teen pregnancy (( hell hath no fury like italian catholics scorned )), so his mom was like fuck y’all, i’ll live a terrible life, but it’ll be my terrible life.

but it wasn’t all bad. his mom would put on frank sinatra albums and dance with him on her toes.

noah’s the oldest of three boys, and they’re really close due to their upbringing. his mom had james when he was five and nicky when he was seven. and they all had to live in the same bedroom, and it was. an experience lmao. there were many a squabbles and punches thrown. 

but tbh noah didn’t mind that much. he really liked being an older brother and taking care of the baby when his mom was working nigh shifts. however…there was only so much a seven-year-old could do when it came to dinner.

long story short: he almost burned the apartment down lmao.

his grandparent’s started fighting for custody after that, but his mom oded about a year later, so they got the boys when noah was nine.

life really changed for noah after that. his grandparents weren’t loaded, but he had his own room and a stable environment for the first time in his life. he adored his grandparents bc tbh ya boiy just craves affection bc he didn’t have a lot of it when he was a kid. but he would def spend his weekends watching love it or list it with his grandma or going fishing with his grandpa, and he would thoroughly enjoy it just as much a going to a party.

he may or may not have cried about killing worms the first fishing trip they went on, so his grandpa switched to powerbait lmao.

he was not good at school. he went to socialize and eat takis bc ya boiy was not a mathematician.

he was, however, a band nerd lmao. he played the clarinet lmao before he found his true love: the piano. tbh not sure if he’s longass fingers or his early love of music, but he had a natural talent for it. he spent most of his time in school composing instead of taking notes on cell mitosis.

he hustled to get into the culinary program at nyu. and it’s a good thing he got a job working with at masters with celebrity chefs bc he’s got hella student loans to pay off.

𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 !!

he’s def a hopeless romantic. he will always see the positive side of things to the point of insanity.

he’s still stubborn as shit when it comes to the things he really cares about like…pokémon. but also treating people decently !!

he’s, however, a giant pushover when it come to his own wellbeing.

speaking of hopeless romantic: noah’s type thus far is emotionally detached women who treat him like garbage. now…noah says we gonna ignore the psychology on this one and just say that he likes a…strong women. #mommyissues

he’s kind of a giant mess in pretty much every aspect of life. his apartment: wack. his love life: wack. his mental heath: wack. but man. can he kick your ass at smash bros.

speaking of hobbies, his include: bad coffe, videogames, ghost hunting, comic books, pasta, sleeping on futons, holding his girlfriend’s purse, and dogs.  

noah romano can cook, okay. his grandma immigrated from sicily, and she made absolute sure of that. no boxed pasta allowed in his kitchen. it’s a sin.  

��𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 !!

best friends: ( m, f, nb ), squad ( m, f, nb), childhood friends: ( m, f, nb ), roommates: ( m, f, nb ), exes: ( f, nb )

all the connections tbh. hmu or like this and i’ll hit you up !!

[neosummer]

Vindicated

A/n: Hey y'all this is the first angst post for this blog, it's a short scenario with our manadarin boii. Hope ya enjoy!

Pairing: LucasxReader

Angst like there's no tomorrow. Eventual fluff

"Okay, I know it may be too much to ask at this moment. But will you please get your shits together?!" Yukhei haven't raised his voice on you ever. Not when you are being too reckless with your driving, not when you are excessively punching him whenever you get excited with a Marvel related stuff. Not when you lost his keys to his apartment. He thought he will never, you thought so as well. However, here you are left speechless after hearing his booming voice. A subtle pain pinching your chest because you can't believe Yukhei just used those words and tone on you. Especially now that you are having one of your worst breakdown. His eyes were intense and his demeanor-commanding as oppose to his usual easy going and goofy mood. Yukhei is just staring down at you who's now sitting on your crumpled bed, shocked still. You wiped away your tears although your still hiccuping you did what he told you to do. You are now calm and so is he. "I didn't mean to scare you" He sat beside you, hands clasped and eyes closed. You know that he's about to say something serious and honest with those movements. He opened his eyes and you saw it glistening but he rubbed it in a way that wouldn't  look like he's wiping the tears forming "We've known each other for so long and deeply. I don't think going soft and easy on you will help this case y/n. You've been self pitying a lot and I can't do the same for you" you fight back the tears, but it felt like you are fighting the inevitable. "I just don't know what happened dude, I lost myself and I can't seem to find the old me" Yukhei stretched the sleeves of his grey pullovers and used it to wipe the stubborn tears rolling down you cheeks. "You will find her, I'm sure. You don't have to rush it. But please, cut yourself some slack. You see, you have developed eating disorder because of that punishment concept you created for yourself" you dragged yourself to this mess believing that this is the best way to motivate and push you to your limits. You're a scholar, dean's lister, and probably the most competitive student in the University. So when you started getting lower grades and fail some exams you thought one of your worst nightmare had already come and you brought it all upon yourself. You nodded to his words, your hiccups is still there so Yukhei stood and poured water on your Thor tumbler. "Here you go" His voice is softer, yet still firm. "Thanks" you gulped from the tumbler and somehow your calmer now that Yukhei is rubbing your back. "Honestly, y/n you shouldn't have let that boy get the best of you" See, all your problems escalated when you started dating that guy from another uni. He was your 'indie boy' dream. You both shared the same movie enthusiasm and music preference. You like to watch French films and hipster movies with him and you two shared playlist with songs consisting of anti-mainstream music. He was sweet and made you feel the heroine in your own movie. He'd make you poems and send flowers to your doorstep with notes. The guy even made you a montage video of yourself with your favorite song as the bgm. You are so in love, he was your first boyfriend. But the thing is, the guy seems to have some unhealthy emotional baggage. And you, being the emphatic girl you have always been thought that somehow you can fix him. Not knowing that you will be the one left more devastated. You lagged on your homework and missed some meetings with your group mates just so you can spend more time with the guy. You knew, being with him will make him happier and drop his emotional baggage. But the more you spend time with him the more things get worse. The guy resorted into using illegal substances to cope up with his mental health issues and unknowingly your own mental health deteriorated in return. He had treated you differently then, he became mean and hard to deal with. He caused you too much pain but you persisted because of 'love'. You tried harder to 'fix' him but your relationship took a toll on it  together with your studies. Yukhei was the only one who kept reminding you to cut down your unhealthy relationship with the guy. He kept reminding you but you never listened, until the guy broke up with you because he said that he wanted to find himself. Yukhei thought it was bullshit, having a mental health issue doesn't give you the right to destroy someone else. It's been months since your break up but your still on the dark well, unable to lift yourself up. You hated yourself for giving too much love and affection and developed that self punishment concept. Your studies haven't bounce back as well and now, you won't be able to graduate on time.

This heartbreaking news came to you 6 hours ago and you've been crying non-stop on your apartment and thought of ending yourself had Yukhei not forced himself inside your apartment you will be on the newspaper headline by tomorrow. "I don't know if I can ever face my parents again Yukhei" he let out a heavy sigh and said "Of course you have to acknowledge your shortcomings. But I believe they will understand. Besides, graduating on time may be just a social construct right?" He had already switched to his usual self. You smiled although afflicted. "Exactly, they are so forgiving. I'm ashamed of myself Yukhei" he shook his head "I'm not sure if I can bounce back" he cupped your face "y/n remember that time when you saved from falling over a cliff when we were 9 and you asked me if I believe and trust in you? Didn’t I said yes? That I believe in you and your fighting spirit. I meant it. Every damn word, I mean it. I will always" his voice cracked a bit and you felt a  sense of pride in you. A feeling that you haven't felt in a really long time. "I know, you are disappointed and broken but I'll always be here to help you pick yourself up" his thumb brushing your tears and his forehead close to yours made you feel safe and redeemed. "You're right, I should get my shits together" you both let out a short laugh while your foreheads are connected and now you two are crying. "Thank you for being real and not sugarcoating things with me" he pulled you into a tight embrace. "Things will never be the same. It doesn't get easier, but we must believe that it'll get better someday" you silently cry-smile because of the Yukhei's message to you. He had always been the realest person to you. Not sugarcoating and treating you as a fragile kid but at the same time making you feel safe and home. "You survived 7 semesters, another 1 1/2 surely, you will ace as well. And please remember that you don't have to prove yourself over and over again. Don't push yourself too much y/n" you're still tightly wrapped around him and all your frustrations seems to be washed out by his existence alone. But like what he said, it doesn't get easier so you promised yourself that you will survive this and learn the greatest lesson in your life. Yukhei released you but held your hands. "Besides, engineering is 5 years. That meant, we'll graduate together. You'll never be alone" he gave you a reassuring smile that made your heart melt in the most beautiful way. He tucked a loose strand of hair behind you ears. "We can do this okay?" He nudged your face with his nose and you felt like your heart would explode any minute. You were so overwhelmed by how much your bestfriend did to help you out from your worst state. "Together" you said. Yukhei pulled you once again in a tight and warm embrace "Together, no matter what" and left a soft peck in your forehead. After all this time, Yukhei was the one who believed in you the most and you are more that thankful to have him as your bestfriend. "I love you dude" he whispered and stroked your hair. He always says so but this time it felt different. You knew what he meant "You really are a true blooded engineer. You fancy building stuff. I'm a work in progress. Is that fine?" Your voice is shaky. You always knew that there is an unspoken tension between you two but you're afraid that it'll make things different for your friendship. But from all your experiences, and knowing that Yukhei was the one who still believes in you and cares so much about your well being after you messed up big-time made it easier for you to admit feelings that you hid deeply behind. "I don't mind at all, like you said I like building stuff and I would very much love to build a lot of new things with you, and a good building takes time to rise" Yukhei cannot hide his tears well and it is your turn to wipe it off

"Let's build us then" you whispered to him and this time there is no need to fix someone.

[kimorin]

DO I KNOW HOW TO ROMANCE OR WHAT

No but seriously my playlist consisted of Super Mario 1,2&3, Super Mario World, 64, Sunshine and Super Smash Bros from Meelee to SSB4. 

SO IF YA PLANNING TO HAVE A WEDDING AND NEED A DJ TO SET THE MOOD, HIT ME UP  :^))))

✧KIM’S LOG:✧ DATE: 31/05/2017

Ayyyayayayayayayyyyyyy where to even BEGIN... OH YES! Told ya Part 3 was a treat :D

I wanna go over something quickly...

Start off with PT3 1/2

Guys THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY LOWER INTESTINE! 

 I SAW A FEW OF YOUR NOTES:

I’M SO HAPPY THAT SOME OF YOU COMMENTED ABOUT THE EXPRESSIONS AND STYLE! THIS ONE ENDED UP BEING MY FAVORITE BECAUSE OF THAT [And also cute little couple shenanigans :^) ] AND I’M PROUD OF IT.... AND I’M USUALLY NOT PROUD OF ANYTHING I MAKE! So really THANK YOU and get these butterflies OFF MY STOMACH.

Heh... look at dat determined Boii.

Now as for part 2/2...

Wouldn’t it be..... hilarious..... if I did..... this :^)))))))))))))))

Believe me.... I was inches away from pulling this prank, but y’all deserve better, thanks for putting up with me LeL

Then there’s the feedback and........................................................................... I don’t know how to feel to be honest I’m at a loss for words.... thaaaannnnkkkkssssss I guesssssss???? [Not the most externally romantic person out there in case my Romantic Music playlist wasn’t a give away by now LeL]

I’m either way grateful at the end of the day, you all are great and you better not forget dat ♥

[sun-fox]

I’m watching Death Note (movie) on netflix and I’m like 8 minutes in.. and iM CRYING

THEY MADE LIGHT A LIL SCARED BABY 😂😂😂 WTF

HIS SCREAM IS SO ‘me when I see a spider’ and not ‘HOLY SHIT THERE IS A DEMON’ … ya feel me 😂 I’m just gonna be laughing this entire movie –

It hasn’t even been 30 minutes, but the movie is already pushing an extreme straight relationship :^)

How original!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

– ITS WORSE THAN I THOUGHT –

Okay, from the introduction of L, I actually like him. The character is relatable to the anime character L … good so far…

They could turn the movie 180* degrees right now if they make L live…. just SAYING

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Light made a logical observation and the girl… oh lord she’s dumb

Why

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“You’re the one that flew into the sun”

“I’m just here to make sure you actually burn”

👏🏻 L, my guy, fuck Light up 👏🏻

– The girl just used “I love you” in the most manipulative wayyyyyyyy like this could physically kill a part of my soul –

Ohhhh boii this girl is a fucking nut case

IM SCREAMING HHHAHAHAHHHHAHAH the girl died falling into a bed of flowers, Wow just WOW 😂

OMG THE END All the songs about love aren't very fitting to the movie, who the hell picked themmm

How fitting tho that they kept Light (the white guy) alive .... without getting any consequences for his actions, HOW REAL

[makkux]

if ya dont like lovey stuff keep scrolln i’m young n in love helllllll ya boii/galll/nbpaaalll

I haven’t dated a lot of people in my life sofar, which I guess is pretty normal for any 17-18 year old. But my current boyfriend is probably the closest thing to the “fairy-tale-prince” that I’ve always imagined, not over-blown-too-good-to-be-true-bullshit but relatable-real-cute-in-his-own-way.  Lemme tell you a couple of things that make my boyfriend “whipped AF” and sweet AF

1. I have these little strawberry-hair-curler things that I use occasionally when I don't want to heat my head to a million degrees and he let me curl his hair with them, AND LET ME POST A PICTURE ON SNAPCHAT

2. Even tho he eats a lot faster than me he patient when I take forever to eat even the simplest things like a bean burrito from Taco bell

3. He let me take a whole photoshoot of him for a project even tho he’s really insecure about his weight 

4. He’s let me do his makeup multiple times just to make me happy when I was really depressed n stuff

5. I gave him my virginity and he was more nervous than I was and I thought it was like the cutest thing ever

^-^ That’s just a couple of things, but I love him a lot, we’re getting past the “3 months I’m getting sick of the ‘were the new couple bulshit’” phase and into the “4 months come fuck my shit up” phase which I’m excited for, we’ve had disagreements but we have a lot of backup help things, I use this app (Daylio) to track my mood and swings and stuff since I’m bipolar and I like to see if a month was REALLY GOOD or REALLY BAD or just meh since it fluctuates a lot, he started using the app too and we fill out eachothers sometimes and we add notes and sometimes it’ll be reallllly cutsie cause we had a great day together or the last time I entered his in for him the fuckn note was just “Today was great, bae was great, gonna fuck the shit out of her now k thanks bye” and it made me giggle and feel special about how open we are about shit, and I can go on rants (which surprisingly doesn’t happen often for me) and he’ll listen and I don’t have to hide my emotions n shit ....or ‘gross human things like burps farts and strange sounds. One of our big plans is to get me out of my verbally abusive household so I don’t have to suffer and be in the house as long as I probably would be if I didn’t work forward to a plan and who knows what would happen to me by then? suicide, run away, self mutilation of some sort? 

The point is he makes me feel so safe and secure and that I’ll have a life ahead of me. Relationships occasionally freak me out cause it’s either you spend the rest of your life with them or you dont and that makes me so frekin sad you know that right Cause like oaky, you get all those happy feelings during the realtionship and then just boop bye your gone bitch. Usually for a good reason  BUT GOD FORBID YOU FUCKN JUST GET TIRED OF EACHOTHER, LIKE THAT SUCKS REALLY BAD MAN, IVE DONE THAT ,IT SUUUUUUUUUUUCKS.

I can only hope I dont get sick of my boyfriend cause hes so helpful to my mental state and I love him to death and we’re real with eachother and I haven’t been so close with some guy I like in person before (I have a past of online relationshipscuz I thoughtIwasworhtlesstbhhhhhhhh) so it makes me a little anxious but It makes me so excited ^-^ and ya

K THANKS BYE

[dreamynightmare11]

Dylan

Today's Friday the 13th of Jan 2017, and I dreamt about him last night. Or maybe this morning. He's no longer part of my life. We studied together two years ago and I feel like I caught some unknown feelings for him. He was my bully when I was a kid. He used to provoke me in Kinder 2. Me & him sat on the same square table and he used to pinch my legs from under the table. I remember crying & praying to God that I didn't have to be put in the same classroom as him in the next grade. With the grace of God, I was never put in the same classroom as him in the whole of my primary life. Even my friend Heti didn't like him; we were enemies with Dylan because he used to bully us. Then started High School. BAM. Maybe it's where things slowly developed, like a dormant seedling receiving it's first few rays of faint sunshine. In grade 7, me & him were put in the same class AND my best friend was separated from me & put in another class. He was always a person who liked to talk *big* about his future. I knew he didn't like me even then. He probably thought I was nerdish because I was always among the top students of my class, and a teacher's favourite. I didn't really mind my grades because that just meant I had brains. I remember a time we were just making small talk in grade 7C, which itself was already kinda rare, and I happened to mention that I love pasta. His immediate comment was, "That's why you're so fat." Bam. Now he probably forgot his comment but I'm not really one to forget things. Our classmate Yas had to tell him not to do that, and to stop. Then grade 8. Of course the same classmates again, it was high school. We hardly EVER talked. But I remember this time we had to write our own poem. I was the fastest person in class so when he was having problems in making one, he came over to me to ask for ideas to write a poem about LOVE. Then came grade 9. GRADE 9. The year when we had to choose between science, commerce & arts. We both chose science so once again, same class. That's also the year when I first got your number (I still have it ingrained in my mind btw😂 xD). Our first fight was because you thought I was selfish just because I didn't wanna share my homework with you. Why should I? God blessed you with a brain & access to Google so I thought you didn't need it. I remember you making a honeymoon joke in our WhatsApp class group. Where you told me that you'd take me to the clear Egyptian lake for honeymoon. Just not as your wife; but instead to PROTECT you & your wife from goons because I know martial arts, and to save you guys if you drown because I know swimming. Then after one more fight a few days after the honeymoon joke, I don't know how but in the second term we slowly patched up. I started including you in my groups more often. When the teacher dictated notes, you came to sit near me because I was a good note-taker and the top student of our class. I, for some reason, felt nervous & self-conscious around you. Once you even told me to scoot to the right of my chair so that you could sit on the left side of *my* chair and copy stuff. I was getting used to you. Third term came, and you had this idea of creating a band. A band that started with you, me and Kevin; me being the pianist. It never really happened. And it was WEIRD bcoz Kevin was my good childhood friend & I kinda used to like him as a kid. I still think about him at times & I hope he's not a complete bad boy. Bad boys in my life usually end up leaving. Me and you started getting a strong connection; we were then ALWAYS always ALWAYS together in the same group. In every experiment. I've recorded your voice saying my name. And then... ........ You left. Grade 10 you went to another school. In grade 9 you probably thought I didn't consider you a close friend coz I never did close-friend-things with you. We never really always hung out though. I forced myself not to get attached to you. I couldn't even muster up telling you that I'd really miss you. I simply couldn't. I don't know what to write anymore man. I just wanted to write my dream last night but ended up writing all this shit that NO ONE's ever even gonna read. Dylan man. The funny part was that me & you were the TOP students of our class. I was first & you were second. It became a norm. I won't forget when last year I did a favour for you and you wrote: 'Thanks okay?' 'If I go success which I know I won't, the credit goes to u' 'Man...just can't thank u for all the things u did 😊 my friend' 'I love u a lot my friend 🙂👍🏻' *SIGH* Life is weird boii! I had mixed feelings for you. BUT THIS YEAR, I'm gonna make it my year I swear. I'm gonna come back to this city as a changed & more pretty & successful person & confident & simply a really better person and I hope the nostalgia hits you kinda hard. I'll see how this year goes. Good luck to you, I can see you become a figuratively big person, man. I have your memories with me. This is weird. But I'm forcing myself to post this. For reasons I don't even comprehend. (Dylan, Kevin & Heti aren't real names. If by accident (which won't happen I know) this gets out on the internet, I don't want them reading their names here.) Ps. I REALLy hope the nostalgia hits you hard if our eyes ever get locked with each other's, even if it's just a glance.

[hellhere-icome]

Kylo Ren!! Boi… okay the scene I want to talk about is the “death star scene” in tfa of course. Now, I been hearing (mainly antis) that Kylo Ren was the one who did this and that “HE KILLED BILLIONS OF PEOPLE >:( DESTROYED PLANETS!!” but wait…. there’s more. You see, like I guess ya in sense that’s a way to look at it. But, you don’t seem to understand is his position in where he is and his own internal conflicts.

Since, it was clearly noted in the shot that Kylo Ren did not attend the “ceremony” of the death star launch he watches from afar. Unlike, our excited General Hux who boldly and boastfully prepares a speech and declares the accomplishment in front of the masses. Kylo ashamed of this, hides as a shadow and mere spectator to all this. (Another thing I think of is, with his mother being Leia who had a traumatic encounter with this weapon before I would not believe he’s very found of it as well.) In addition, there’s key points in the script I believe as well that note his distaste for such an event (even in the novelization).

With that said, it should be noted that Kylo Ren LEGIT MASTER OF KNIGHTS OF REN (kinda an elite title, heck this dude is an apprentice of Snoke; I believe) can’t just waltz in to disrupt the death star launch. One man against the “sinister first order”, pftt that is BEYOND a suicide mission my friend. And any comparison to him and Finn are complete inaccuracies to attention to their polar opposites in character. Finn, a solider of The First Order, that is not very high in ranking such that of a “Master of the Knights of Ren”. Finn has better escaping chances than Kylo. Whereas, Kylo’s orders are looked upon and toward and reflected by Emperor Snoke. Furthermore, the line by Han where he says “Snoke’s using you for your powers” omg just that line leads my brain to theory land where there is the possibility Snoke has control over this man, if not by the force it is definitely apparent that it is psychological. Anyways, that’s my tid bit on it all. Kylo Ren did not murder those people on his own intent. Also, how in the BLOODY DAMNED ACCURSED HELL DOES ONE MAN ORCHESTRATE A MASS GENOCIDE ALONE!!! Oh hell no, as you can see by Rogue One the death star is a massive collaborative operation to deal with. That weapon can not just be handled by one person alone. Pftt, and if you wanna get hella technical didn’t Hux yell “Fire!!” Hmnnn… did Kylo mutter those words, I thought not. So y'all best stop hating on my boii. My lil emo trash son. Give him the same hope, Leia gave him and if she can believe than so damn well can I. (Guaranteed that was before that major scene but a lot is built on hope and belief so I’m still betting on my man kylo) Don’t just cruelly mock and discourage his character without properly noting his complexity and the multi-dimensions that lie to him first.

[zanibutch]

i am way too cute and funny to not have tits shoved in my face every single morning

[zanibutch]

i've been sad today but the ladies at the studio know how to cheer a 💋gooner right up!!!

Miss Patty said she liked my "cute little dimple" and then she walked over and stamped a giant smooch on it and i?🤯?🤯? 'm not? sad anymore??

Wore that shit like a badge all day 🥰❤️‍🔥💋

[zanibutch]

my biggest flex in life right now is that my neighbor is "not allowed" to talk to me because her wife caught her watching me from the window while i was working on my fence

[zanibutch]

Need a beautiful girl to follow me around the Home Depot with her hand in my back pocket while I shop for materials for my latest obsession project

[zanibutch]

Can music save your mortal soul?

[zanibutch]

Get yourself a boyfriend who plays music all day and rarely wears a shirt 🤍