#can u tell i am in love with brown eyes brown hair combo

[angel-bubbles]

hello bubbles! what does your version of david and angel look like? or your version of all the redacted pairs? been a frequent visitor on your blog and never caught you mentioning it.

ahh hi!! first, the fact that people frequent this lil blog blows my mind so thank you for sticking around and listening to my nonsense its very sweet and i appreciate you more than i can express <3

yea! i don’t know that i ever have mentioned it to be honest, i like leaving things largely up to interpretation bc that’s kinda the appeal of redacted so i’ve always been vague, but i’d love to share my lil images of them :)

fair warning it’s gonna be Lengthy agdjfksh

*this is just the wolf pack for now if the ppl actually care i can talk about the other redacted bois >:3

david: to me, it’s giving white man who can get Really Tan in the summer agdjkfsh i see him with dark brown eyes, dark brown hair and on the longer side, like enough to fit into a lil bun but there are the little short pieces that hang out by his neck ya know? and ofc just Big Man

angel (don’t mind me projecting): i always imagine angel to be more feminine presenting, dirty blonde shoulder (ish) length hair that they dye from time to time. brown eyed baddie, Very Short Person.

ash: dirty blonde curly hair, a lil shorter than david, more lean ? if that makes sense? lighter brown eyes and he has lil acne scars all across his cheeks. dimples n crows feet when he smiles :)

babe: my babe has a pretty dark complexion, also Very Short Person vibes. masc presenting, chubby, n dope ass style, very cottage core. big round glasses (in my brain their nickname is specs bc their glasses take up their whole face)

milo: short legend, Italian Tan Man. shorter curly black hair, (surprise) dark brown eyes, has a scar on his left cheek from a bike accident when he was a little kid before marie got good at healing

sweetheart: the image of them in my head literally has me in love with them agsjfkhs, slightly taller than milo, grunge aesthetic. they wear contacts but they do need glasses, SURPRISE they have dark blue eyes. dark brown hair in a wolf cut (hehe) purposely wears platforms so they tower over milo he loves hates it

sam: taller than ash, shorter than david. sam is the Only redacted boy that i have a distinct real life person in my head and it’s Chord Overstreet very specifically in this picture

darlin: huge badass person. tall and ripped as fuck, brown hair brown eyes hehe they do dye their hair from time to time though. also pretty grunge aesthetic, the type to go out in black cargos, hefty combat boots, and a white tank top, sit at a chair slouched down, manspreading with their arms crossed across their chest just glaring at everyone

[bubblegumvolcano]

Heya! I wanted to participate in the sleepover <33 [🧁] Harry Potter™

I am a straight 5'5 girl, I have dark brown slightly wavy hair that is always somehow messy, my skin is pale and I have small freckles on the bridge of my nose, I have eyes that are somehow the combination of sea blue and dark green and abundant eyelashes.

I am a very warm and bubbly girl, I live to make others laugh and smile and I am always smiling myself, I love to tell small jokes or anecdotes to make others laugh, but I also love listening to them! I love drawing. Like I love love drawing.

I am a very physically affectionate girl and if I am given the permission I am always holding hands or linking arms with someone, I also love hugs and I am a sucker for cuddling in platonic and romantic aspect. I love sleeping and I usually get clingy when I am sleepy/tired!

I also love the thrill of the adrenaline, and by that I mean that I will jump into any adventure on sight (I'll obviously be careful about it but still) and every rollercoaster I see every rollercoaster I get in. Hope this info is enough!

yay! here u go;

(🧁) I ship you with...

Cedric Diggory! I always get the physicals out of the way first and immediately, he'd adore your freckles. Like he's the kind of person to be laying with and he'll just stare at every feature silently. Not in a creepy way. also since his eyes are like a simple blue, i know he'd be fascinated by ur eye color combo. (but also, who wouldn't?)

he loves ur energy and that ur so positive, he'd live for ur little jokes and funny comments. he'd also ask if he can take one of ur drawings for himself. (or actually, would ask every time u draw something new because he loves them sm) he'd def be openly affectionate as well and would be happy that it's something u enjoy bcs he'd love showing his care like that!

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[lilikags]

MAY I PLS HAVE A HQ MATCHUP !!~ idk what info u want so imma just dump every thing i can think of rnᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

ok appearance-wise,,, im short;-; 156cm.. i have long black hair thats neither straight nor curly. just somewhat wavy? and im not skinny just mildy chubby. brown eyes brown-ish skin. braces !! but its hard to tell cuz i still talk normally with it(wait idk if uve seen me before.. i think u mightve.. nvm moving on)

my type or preferences in a partner is basically just TALL. i want someone rlly rlly tall. id also prefer it if theyre someone i can easily talk to/have witty banter with. i think im bi? but with a preference for guys:)

next just random stuff bout me i guess: um my friends describe me as smart and lazy. my younger brother and sister both say im the most stupid person in the world (but i get better grades than then so hAH) id say,,, im a curious person, also pretty bold cuz idgaf bout what others say. im social but like to keep to myself if yk what i mean. an ambivert basically.

at school tho,, apparently i give off a “cold, scary” vibe. idk why but thats what ppl keep telling me. bUt im rlly nice (i think) and ill talk to u if u talk to me,,, stuff like that basically.

also the lazy part is true. procrastination isnt a hobby, its my lifestyle. but i manage¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i like sleep and food. um i really dont like fish (on a plate or in the ocean) i dont wear jewelry. i am a huge perfectionist, love to organize stuff but i have the laziness which is why i barely ever finish anything skdnksd. uh i love getting into debates (about anything rlly) i dont rlly get angry or mad more just pissed off,, and that wears off pretty fast too. i like drinking room temperature milo and eating soft cookies without chocolate chips cuz j dont rlly like chocolate bUT I LOVE ELEPHANTS i have like a pile of stuffed animals next to my bed in which half are elephants so yeaaahhhh

ohhHH i play volleyball too !! and am the setter for the girls team at skl.

also i think i ended up saying a lot so hope u enjoy reading this compilation of random little things about me:D

Matchups for Haikyuu, Genshin Impact, and Epic Seven are always open!

My 200 event is going on! Find the details here.

He teases you about your height to no end. It’s an every day thing and it’s honestly a lifestyle at this point. You mind but you don’t really mind and this is how the daily “banter” starts. 

Dates are often at either your house or his, and one of the things he surprisingly likes to do is playing with your hair. You’d be watching a movie and he’s be behind you and playing with your hair. He wasn’t bad at doing hair and the hairstyles were actually pretty cute. He loves how it’s long so that he could try out all sorts of styles on it.

People kind of thought that Tsukishima would get an equally tall partner but they were WRONG. Honestly, when they saw you and found out about the two of you, they felt that Tsukishima was more “human” than he seemed. 

The way that you can’t eat certain things while you have braces- he teases you about it. He’ll buy gum and chew it just to flex that he can and you can’t. (please, i couldn’t eat tootsie rolls while i had my braces ,<//3) 

When you tell your friends that your type is tall, they instantly wanted you to hook up with Tsukishima. He’s the first person that everyone thinks of when they hear “tall”. They thought it would be quite the impossible task, even for you, but you were able to pull it off and it was so worth. 

The witty comments don’t stop. It’s one after another and it doesn’t end until either of you have nothing left to counter the last. That’s honestly like 70% of your conversation but it’s how the two of you communicate.

Whenever you’re at his house doing homework, you’re half not paying attention to it while he’s trying to get everything right, and you love teasing him about not getting a certain problem. Partly because you want to tease him but also like you’re too lazy to actually give him the answer or walk him through how to get the answer.

He is so jealous of how you’re so smart, but he literally won’t show it. Well, he will, but he’ll deny it and say that he’s pissed off at how you’re “bragging in his face about it”.

Tsukishima loves saying how “your siblings are so much better than you” but the two of you know that he values you more.

He knows that you don’t like jewelry so he’ll buy you cheap jewelry as a prank for your birthday then actually leave you something you really wanted.

Spontaneous fights but they die down quickly

He teases you for the room-temperature milo, definitely.

The two of you play volleyball often in the backyard. You’d practice combos a lot and you being a setter and Tsukishima being a middle blocker is perfect. 

[morkofday]

I’m too embarrassed to say this off anon BUT U GOT ME INTO BTS FIC CAUSE I READ YOURS AND NOW I CANT STOPPPP so tell me about across and beyond pls pls pls

I am so incredibly happy that someone is interested in my bts stuff ;; I haven't talked about these fics to anyone in ages haha. also thank you, so, SO much for reading my fics ♥ you are amazing!

but to talk about across and beyond! I started it during last summer bc I had finished the king: eternal monarch (which I enjoyed very much? it was surprising when it has such a strong romance aspect and I usually avoid those). the idea of some kind of alternate universe plus time travel was so interesting to me that this created itself! 

(sorry am placing this under the cut to spare other ppl of my rambling)

it’s a story about modern era young CEO Jungkook whose father testaments him this old flute with a request to solve a secret of his. Jungkook, who is more into painting and art in general than his father’s business, needs to solve the secret before he can give up his position as the CEO. so, he starts figuring out the flute and what it means, and then travels, first by accident, to this other universe that exists somewhere in a historical era. 

and this is where men with sword came along! I watched the first season and part of the second one and it wasn’t phenomenal or anything but I loved some of the characters a lot! especially king jian bin and his bodyguard/advisor(/boyfriend) qi zhikan (played by yi bochen who now acts as chen yuzhi in killer and healer if you happen to watch that. also yang hao’s actor from sand sea, zhu jian, is in this! a very random combo). so I took some ideas from that world when I created the universe for Yoongi who Jungkook befriends (and well, obviously falls in love with). Yoongi is the deputy prime minister of his city and very exasperated by this young boy that just happens to appear in his mansion. Jungkook is, however, a fresh wind in the middle of his tiring duties as his kingdom is facing a war. 

it was somehow very easy to assign roles for all the members in both universes (historical and modern) and figure out what Jungkook’s father’s secret would be and how it would all play out. I also liked all the pairings I chose: yoonkook, taejoon (obviously bc I adore them) and then 2seok in the modern world and jihope in the historical one. I wrote quite a chunk of this during that summer but then got stuck on the moment Yoongi finally gets to Jungkook’s world :’D I am excited to finish this at some point tho bc I love what I have planned for the ending (even if parts of it are very sad). 

here’s a snippet for you to give you some feeling of this:

It was fine. He wasn’t even sure he could bring Yoongi through, unsure of the way his flute worked, of the way the worlds twisted around him. No one in his own world knew about the real purpose of his flute and he was afraid to tell. 

He doubted they would take it as well as Yoongi. They lived in a modern world - magic didn’t fit in. And if anyone was ever trying to travel through the worlds with him, it would have to be Yoongi. 

He breathed in, slowly, softly. In the space between worlds there was no air but he tried still. Only his chest moved, nothing going in, nothing coming out. He did not need to breathe here because he did not exist in this space but he liked trying, liked proving the space wrong. 

Yes, he was still alive in that space. Yes, he still had his body, could see familiar hands by his sides, could feel his toes when he wiggled them inside his shoes. He could hear his voice if he spoke and could touch the sandy ground under his very much real feet. 

It was just that this space was not real. He took no space in the world while he was in here and that was the reason why being here twisted time, he believed. Time took no space in here either. It did not flow like it used to when he walked through. 

There was no air, only sand and the steel gray sky. Doors were open everywhere, and then Jungkook walked through one. 

“Wha- Where were you? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” 

Namjoon hurriedly stood up from the couch he’d been occupying, phone still lit in his hands. He was wearing a sharp, light gray suit to fit his gray dyed hair and fancy shoes that had obviously cost a fortune. His round glasses glimmered in the lowly lit up room, and Jungkook could see the worried lines around his dark eyes. 

“I’m sorry, hyung,” he murmured and Namjoon’s eyes narrowed into slits. 

“You were not in that kitchen a few minutes ago,” his vice president observed and Jungkook felt the dread in his stomach. He was about to face the modern world. He was about to tear it apart with his magic. 

“No, hyung,” he answered softly, “I was traveling.”

the pov switches between Jungkook and Yoongi as they both of course know different things of their worlds and different ppl so here’s also a snippet of Yoongi’s pov too (bc I really do like this fic): 

“Get him a change of clothes,” he told Seokjin who bowed and went on his way. Jungkook looked at him with wide, surprised eyes, and Yoongi could see more stars in them, could almost taste the excitement. He did not know if it was the boy’s or his own. If it was excitement at all, tilting slowly towards something daring. 

“Don’t speak with anyone and stay by my side,” he instructed when they climbed into the carriage and started their way to the palace. Jungkook nodded, looking so very different in his new clothes. The robes he wore belonged to Seokjin, the two men sharing the same physique which guaranteed that the robes at least fit. All the layers of misty blue and shining gray made the boy look ethereal. 

They had not been able to hide Jungkook’s short hair but Yoongi did not think it mattered. He could lie it was because of different customs, that Jungkook was his visitor from a faraway kingdom. 

Technically, he was. If Yoongi believed in his stories - which he thought he might. There were too many details. The boy’s eyes were too telling. 

“Wow,” Jungkook gasped as they arrived, fumbling a little bit with his long robes as he climbed out with Seokjin’s helping hand. Yoongi hummed, looking at the golden palace with the eyes of a stranger. The palace looked unreal, like it had descended from heaven. With all its details and decorations, it felt like it had been made with the hands of a god. 

Was Namjoon, perhaps, from a heavenly bloodline after all? 

Yoongi shook his head lightly and then gathered his robes to his hands, climbing down the small ladder that had been placed next to the carriage. He wore robes with more brown today. There were still green details in his outfit to show his assigned colors but the dark brown was dominating, bringing out the delicate golden threads that crisscrossed all over his outer robe. On his back, there was a picture of a golden swan. 

“I’ll introduce you to people when needed. Remember to bow and speak respectfully,” Yoongi said once more and Jungkook smiled, nodding again. The boy had a tendency to forget his manners, and Yoongi really hoped they would not get into trouble because of a simple slip.

thank you for allowing this to me ♥ I hope you enjoyed all of my ramblings and these snippets ^^ 

[0ikawa]

✨✨ hi!! if you’re still doing these /tagged/%2Agfx ☺️

yes I am!! 😊

1. kuroshitsuji edit: I love the coloring/psd you chose, esp how the blue and red have a pinkish/muted tint to them. They look wonderful against the grainy textures behind + on top of the characters - my favorite is the checkered texture, and gives an extra element of interest to the eyes!

2. nishinoya gifset: this is a rlly cool gifset!! i like how u laid out your gifs, switching from the lineart with the grainy, colored background to the the regular/non-lineart scenes! I love the grainy texture u used on these gifs, and the oranges/browns stand out so beautifully against them!

3. iwaizumi edit: again, what a COOL edit!! i can tell u put a lot of time into cutting out iwaizumi and editing him to look lineless - this is absolutely lovely!!! i am also a fan of lineless art so this is one of my top favorites like How!!! 😱🤩 the shapes in the back compliment each other and your render of iwaizumi so aesthetically, and the blue color combos fit him so well!

4. tsukishima edit: the pastel and muted pinks and peaches stood out to me here! i love these colors, i think you did an excellent job working them together in your coloring - the shine in his glasses and the shading/highlights are my favorite of this piece! i also love the brush u used behind tsukki, and the grainy texture on top

5. nekoma 3rd year’s coloring: such a beautiful coloring!! again, love the pastel pinks and grainy texture - it’s a signature of yours and makes them look so tender and a dream-like quality :’) i love how you colored yaku’s hair and their clothes - so detailed and soft!!

creators, send me a ✨ + your creations tag and I’ll answer with my top 5 creations of yours!

[thedappleddragon]

last night I dreamed that I was an archeologist tortoise and I was looking at dozens of “human” skeletons in Buckingham palace that was also my backyard. the skeletons all looked like combo human and turtle because the whole torso looked basically like the first google image result for sea turtle skeleton. then my sister woke me up, giving me a comforter and telling me my mom need help with some things.  cleaned up around the living room and did some laundry and boiled some eggs and made meatloaf and swept the floor. the meatloaf turned out surprisingly good, idk what I did differently. I evemtually went back to my room and tried to remember what I wanted to do today. last night as I was falling asleep I told myself that I was gonna clear off my desk so I could finally use it, so I moved some stuff around and set up my laptop. I havent been able to sit at a real actual desk in SO LONG and its SO NICE to have just like a space where I can sit down and work and have a chair that will support my back instead of sitting cross legged on my bed or laying down while doing stuff on my laptop. it almost makes me feel productive even I'm just playing the sims. I feel especially cool when im just typing out whatever bullshit because it makes me feel like im at an office job typing up ~important documents~ :) idk man I think quarantine has changed me lmao. if im getting this many emotions from just being able to sit down at a desk and do ANYTHING idk how im gonna handle collage. I keep calling whetever im doing (playing the sims, scrolling through Tumblr, typing up this summary of the day) work because it just. feels nice sitting at a desk and typing. even if it’s dumb bullshit!! idk how to describe it I just feel amazing. it makes me feel like im writing a paper with all the horrible parts like research and thinking. the sound of typing on my MacBook makes me feel like im in school again, but without the horrible stressful parts. idk mn I know I've been going on about this desk and stuff for too long and im gonna hate it if I eventually read back through these daily logs but I just feel so nice. ill change topics anyway. I hung up my calendar again! I literally didn't have any open wall space aside from maybe the wall behind my bed but why the hell would I put a calendar where I can't see it. instead its kind of hanging above my closet. I pinned it to the wooden board in the “doorway” (idk what other word to use) where there would normally be sliding doors that open and shut if they hadn't been taken off YEARS ago. I also played a lot of the sims 4, juggling aspirations for 5 sims. I quit because I got frustrated that all my sims are dumb and the ai Is buggy and doesn't let me do what I want them to do. I also plopped in a house on my family’s old lot and spent some time adjusting the colors and the trees and adding those paper craft cieling things that can either have stars or leaves or snowflakes that came in the free winter holiday stuff pack and holy shit as soon as I found those I think they became my new favorite decoration item. I threw them everywhere but eventually took down most of them, leaving some leaf ones in the bedroom. I was gonna move in a family of a bunch of young adults and children to help with the first kid’s serial romantic aspiration and one of the twin’s social butterfly aspiration, but I ended up not doing that in favor of just decorating more and playing with the family some more. one thing I realized while playing is that there are fucking MICE in my CIELING. well not really in the cieling, in the attic, but I can hear them chewing on shit and its sucks. I would turn on a fan to drown out the noise but my room is fucking FREEZING. I threw the blanket back over my window hoping that it would keep heat from escaping but I don't think that really did anything. so after freezing my ass off I got fed up and put on fluffy socks under normal socks, wore my owl onesie as pants over my shorts, put on my comfy (oversized hoodie), and threw a fluffy blanket over my shoulders. thankfully I was pretty cozy after that, but as I type this after taking off the cosy and blanket, I can feel my toes getting cold again. damnit. ANYWAY after quitting the sims for the night I ate some salad and got a heart shaped crouton :) and I scrolled through Tumblr for a bit. then I decided to finally work on the paws my friend wanted. but I couldn't find the pattern so I instead worked on the brown paws instead. I could only work on them so much, since I still have to finish the lining before I can do much else. I attached the backs of the fingers to the back of the hand. I didnt get much down but what matters is that I did SOMETHING. I'm gonna keep an eye out for that pattern that I need, and if I cant find it, I'll just make a new pattern. tbh I think thad’s be the better way to go anyway since I wouldn't have to figure out how the fuck the old one goes together and I can also have a pattern that perfectly fits the foam underneath. also tbh i have mixed feeling about the white paws my friend wants. I like how dextrous they are and how easily you can emote and move your fingers, but I dont like how ovular I made the paw pads and the hints of black thread peaking out where I sewed the pads from the back. I WOULD just remake them with the free curl works pattern im using for the brown paws but I figure I might as well finish this pair since there’s already one done and the foam interior is already made. whatever. I dont wanna think about it too much. I also dont like the head that goes with the paws, it was a fish job in comparison to my first head and I kinda hate it. but I think I'll eventually get some longer fur for the neck and a hair poof and cheeks (maybe) and do a little refurbishing and give it to my friend if she ever wants it, since it matches the paws and all. I have lots of plans for my 2 WIP heads but not all the materials/motivation. plus I just need to let the ideas stir before I do unything, making sure they’re goof before I act on them. I'm exited that I can shave down fur relativey easily and evenly without an electric dog shaver, which opens up a lot of opportunities. anyway as I was working on the brown paws I had TAZ on in the background and it still baffles me a little bit how different griffin and Matt mercer operate as dms like holy shit. its really funny. and it got me thinking about how I wouldn't mind dming for my friend group if he chance ever arose. I DO have the forgotten realms campaign setting book. I haven't actually looked at it but I assume it has a few pre-built quests and plot lines n stuff in it. I'll probably take a better look at in the morning when it’s not 1:40 am. dang now I'm thinking about my Minecraft dnd idea again. I think the real problem keeping me from being a dm is that I CANNOT keep a straight face when doing improv/roleplaying, so I dont know how well I could hold together a world for them to play in. I would love to give it a try tho. not with the Minecraft idea at the same time, fuck no. I would need to do like. a classic vanilla dnd experience the first time, maybe even using our tiefling family characters since I'm at least a little familiar with them. can you dm and also play your own character? is that fair? is that a think you can do? I think that could be fun but also hard to juggle and also maybe kinda suck because you’d already know all the answers to all the puzzles. meh. actually now I kind of really want to look through thet book tonight instead of in the morning. also I mentioned overnight oats a few days ago I think, and the first morning it was kinda gross, the second time I ate it was still a little gross texture wise, but I finished it off tonight and it was pretty good. maybe next time I'll try it without the banana and a little less milk and maybe slice up an apple into little cubes for texture. hell yeah peanut butter apple cinnamon brown sugar overnight oats. that sound pretty dang good actually. I'll try that some time, but I dont think I can right now because I dont think we have any apples in the house. phooey. I should also probably put this oatmeal cp in the sink before it becomes impossible to clean. holy shit how long have I been writing? SEE THE DESK MAKES ME JUST WANNA KEEP WRITING AND WRITING FOREVER I FEEL SO PRODUCTIVE EVEN IF IM NOT DOING ANYTHING PRODUCTIVE!! I love just typing and typing forever its so soothing just hearing the tapping of the keyboard and getting my thought out without actually having to think that hard about it. goddamn im never gonna read back through this this is a nightmare lmao. no paragraph breaks no capitalization no nothin. I dont even wanna stop typing even though my arm is starting to hurt a little but from leaning the edge of the desk. now im thinking about the movie soul again and the cat as it rides on the escalator to the great beyond and how that dude in the band was the main characters student and how that scene with the girl trying to quit music and then immediately changed her mind didnt make any sense. like what the hell I dont understand that scene at all. also thinking about the transition where he’s like “ok repeat after me” as he’s in the cat and the camera goes over the mom’s shoulder and it’s just him talking, I like how they did that instead of doing dialouge between him and the cat. idk man. I think maybe I should stop typing now since my body is starting to hurt. sorry for putting this H U G E wall of text on your dash but I just like typing out my thoughts :) goodnight!

edit: OH I forgot to talk about something else!! last night I was thinking about valentines day and how cute it would be to have a little overall dress in the pattern on one of my childhood blankets, its like a light pink with white hearts on it so I looked up some fabrics and none of them were the right pattern. I also looked up a sewing pattern that I think would look nice and its on sale right now! I totally want to try and make it, but fabric is expensive so I think I might look at dollar tree for fleece baby blankets because I know they have them there, I bought a few a while ago for some plush sewing projects. they’re decently sized so I think I could do it.idk how many I would need to buy tho. or I might go to goodwill and look for a pink sheet? I have a thin pink blanket that could theoretically work but I want to use a planet im not attached to. or even just find a few big shirts in the same shade of pink? then I could maybe line it with something. I have red purple and white satin but that’s literally the worst fuckin fabric in the world to work with. my first experience with sewing was trying to make plushies out of satin and holy hell idk how I did it. anyway even though I literally never wear dresses I think it would be a fun project to try and make myself a cute little valentines dress. :) I could even give myself POCKETS >:)))

[mydarlingfelix]

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Tagged by: @hyunjinh  @felox-the-great @jaeffreyy @squishywoojin @welcometochanskitchen @dabkingfelix @mosquitofelix

Hi! I’m Summer btw (Ik it’s not in my bio), but I just go by Sum or other nicknames lol *I also just put multiple “get to know me” tags in 1 lol THIS IS A SUPER LONG POST IM SORRY However thank you for tagging me!! I Love you all soOoOo much!

Bold Thingy Tag

1ST RULE: tag 9 people you want to get to know better

I think everyone done this already fkjdjgb

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true.

APPEARANCE: - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo -I have at least one piercing - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair (idk it’s growing) - My abs are at least somewhat defined - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY: - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know - I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY: - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing maths in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month (Lucy wanted to be drawn for her bday and I did a watercolor portrait thing ig? for her) - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority- I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES: - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol- I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event- I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

MY LIFE: - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling (I have like 5)- I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smart phone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity (?) - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a Relationship (not a healthy one at least)- I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily (It’s disgusting, wtf is wrong with me. I don’t need feels) - I have had a crush for over a year (Umm kinda he’s just really really cute. I talked to Dain about this before) - I have been in a relationship for over a year (but not currently) - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM: - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages - I have made a new friend in the past year

Alphabet Soup Tag

A: Age - “I’m 19, you fight me?” B: Birthplace - Cali C: Current time - As I’m during this 1:26pm D: Drink you had last - Water, but also Thai Tea Boba E: Easiest person to talk to - F: Favorite song - None G: Grossest memory - My cousin’s and I were doing a auntie and niece day and went theMall and I saw this girl throw up on the second floor in Forever 21. I felt sorry for the workers...  H: Hogwarts house - G I: in love? - nah, never gonna happen J: Jealous of people? - It’s only a human aspect, you’re only truly horrible if you do something nasty to others because of that feeling K: Killed someone? - Not yet lmfao L: Love at first sight or should I walk by again? - No thank you M: Middle name - Summer N: Number of siblings - 5 O: One wish - None P: Person you called last - My mom Q: Question you are always asked - Idk tbvh R: Reason to smile - Idk things make me happy S: Song you sang last - The Unit No way (I dont remember the unit colors)  T: Time you woke up - 6:43am  U: Underwear color - White  V: Vacation destination - South Korea, Japan, & idk the other one, but honestly my goal is to visit all my mutuals before I died lmfaooo W: Worst habit - Not caring, sleeping in, getting distracted easily, being anixious all the time.  X: X-rays - Teeth Y: Your favorite food - I have a lot... Z: Zodiac sign - Gemini

🥛 Colour(s) I’m currently wearing: Black... Just a lot of black (I need to stop wearing sm black omg)  🍥 Last band t-shirt I bought: I don’t ever buy clothes for myself, idk when was last time? Maybe during the Got7 concert?  🥛 Last band I saw live: Got7 (Fly In LA: Day 1) and Paradise (A Hmong Band)  🍥 Last song I listened to: Rn I’m listening to The Unit’s Cherry on Top  🥛 Lipstick or chapstick: Idk... I wear lip tints.  🍥 Last movie I watched: Ever Wonder? (idk it’s a true story about the creation of wonder women)  🥛 Last 3 TV shows I watched: Wanna One Go, Wanna One x Aimgo TV, and The Unit 🍥 Last 3 characters I identified with: Kora, Steven Universe, & Ken Kaneki (idk for this part, I never thought about this fkdfdkgd)  🥛 Book I’m currently reading: Books for my classes njfdkjd 

What’s my name? (Imma just put my initials) 

M. S. L.

What’s my nickname?

Sum, SumSum, SumShine, Summahh Girl, Tsumdere, Chee, 

How old am I?

“I’m 19, you fight me?”

What got me into Kpop?

SJ- Sorry Sorry, but Got7 made me offically stay and learning everything about the kpop fandom

What’s my favourite Kpop group?

Rn W1 (the most)

Who’s my ultimate bias?

Park Jihoon

What groups/artists do I stan?

Too many to count, you all can ask my personally if you want lol

What groups/artists do I casually listen to?

A lot, I try to be diverse, but what’s good music is good music to me. Feel free to suggest me some :D

What artists do I listen to that aren’t Kpop?

Ahh I’m lazy, but just good sounding music. Calvin Harris just popped up in my head. fknfkjskfnj 

Who’s my bias and bias wrecker from my ultimate group(s)?

Omfg

Wanna One: Park Jihoon & Kang Daniel

JBJ: Kim Donghan & ??? (They’re all messing me up rn)

SK: Felix & I think Hyunjin? Idk

What’s your favourite song(s) to sing/hum?

It’s recently been Chungha’s roller coaster lol and The Unit songs  

What are your favourite flower/tree/plant (all 3 or whatever you have an answer to)?

I really love plants and flowers in general, however Peonies are one of my many faves!! 

Favourite colour(s)?

Pink, blue, purple, black, white, and gray

What do you always doodle (if you ever do)?

Umm yeah I always doodling, but I try not to because I want to be able to focus in class haha. 

How do you take your coffee/tea? If you don’t like those what’s your fav warm drink?

It probably like 20% coffee and 80% french vanilla cream nfksjfgsbjg sometimes I add a lil milk too 

Favourite candle scent?

Anything flowery, but i really like sweet pea smell lol. I don’t any candles yet, so I don’t quite know which I like more yet. Soorrryy

Sunrise or Sunset?

Sunset! The colors are soo pretty and like it doesn’t require me to wake up from my sleep lmfao. The transitions of day and night it just so beautiful! and the stars that start peeking through the dark sky! 

What perfume do you wear if any?

I don’t wear perfume? I have them at home but in my opinion I feel like if you’ve showered and smell nice why try to mix more scents onto you?? and I don’t really need it? DONT WORRY I AM CLEAN NFJSNJF idk if I make any sense

What’s your go to dance move when you’re alone?

-

Favourite quote?

“The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.” ― Carl Sandburg 

&  “We ran as if to meet the moon.” ― Robert Frost  

& also 

“The moon and stars just for you my love” - Me lol 

Favourite self care thing(s) or routine(s)?

Umm... Drawing. Showering and putting a face mask afterwards. Painting my nails. It’s more like small things, especially like painting my nails and drawings are things I can’t do often because I try to focus on school, because ik I’m bad at focusing. Sleeping and reminding to just eat, when I get too busy and focused I tend to skip meals. njfkdsnfj s

Fuzzy socks or House slippers?

OMFG BOTH THAT’S LIKE THE BEST COMBO! I have these pinky and purple house slippers I got aND IT’S FUZZY KSFJ SK IT’S SOOO CUTE OMG!! I love. nfjdnfd 

What colour are your eyes? 

Dark Brown

What’s your favourite eye colour on others?

Hazel, black, and gray

Favourite season? why?

Autumn and Winter (Ik contradicts with my name) but I love the rain! and cloudy weather! The sound of rain is calming and being inside while hearing the rain is nice. I really love Spring too when the flowers begin to bloom and like it’s a fresh type of feeling when spring hits lol.

Cheek, neck or nose kisses?

SJFNKFS Honestly depends on my mood  (´•/// ω \\\•`) but I like cheek kisses because softtt

What does your happy place look like?

My room on a rainy day with my fairy lights flickering

Favourite breed of dog?

YO OKAY SO I SAW THIS FB POST ABOUT THIS DOG BEAR AND I WANT A DOG BEAR IDK WHAT THEY’RE CALLED JKFDFHKSF. My dad is a dog breeder as a side business, so I grew up with pitbulls, pocket pits, american bull dogs, frenches, and now ‘exotics’ are the trend atm. 

Do you ever want to be married? If so what colours would you pick for your wedding theme?

Umm yes and no? I’m not sure. If I have an American wedding I like to stick to a traditional white with maybe a peach and light pink here and there, but for sure I would love to do a traditional Hmong wedding. 

Silk or Lace?

Silk feels nice, but I like lace too :)

Favorite weather?

SF type of weather 

[gxldentrio]

i got you this rose and i need to know

Summary: She’s all looks, Petunia is. Tall, thin, elegant. Sheets of blonde hair frame her face, white and pink pearls adorn her pale neckline. And when her eyes squint and her teeth show—that’s when Lily knows she’s in trouble.

Word count: ~2.4k words

A/N: For the two loves of my life, who share this glorious day as their date of birth. I love you to the moon and back. @bantasticbeasts @yulbos. (Also, thank you @ shawn for letting me borrow your lyrics for the title. Could not have done this without u)

FFN / AO3

*

It’s all very complicated.

At least, that’s what she tells herself.

 i.

They were arguing again—Lily can’t really remember what about, except that it hadn’t been exactly pretty. The second Lily’s insults became directed at her brother-in-law, an awful man named Vernon Dursley, Petunia got all angry and shrilly like usual, and then Lily’s tongue got sharper, and –well.

Her sister had wanted to make a point, and so it was only natural that when she implied Lily was unable to get a boyfriend of her own, which was—supposedly—why she was so incredibly rude to Vernon, Lily would have blurted out that she was in fact, in a relationship, thank you very much.

In hindsight, Lily reckons she should probably get a new mouth, one that waited for her to think before it started talking. Wouldn’t that be fucking great.

 ii.

When Lily comes home after school one day, she finds her sister sitting at the kitchen table, flipping through a gossip magazine—either Ok! Magazine, Grazia or Marie Claire, she doesn’t really remember.

“You’re not really dating, are you, Lily?” is the first thing Petunia asks her, with her nose turned up in disgust as she stares down at her younger sister. “No respectable male would be caught dead with you.”

Lily scoffs as Petunia places down the magazine. “First of all, why do you assume it’s a guy when I’m as bisexual as they come—“

“You’re confused, is what you are—“

“—and secondly, I’m not messing with you. I have better things to do with my time than find new and exciting ways to annoy you,” she replies, rolling her eyes.

A dangerous smirk dances on Petunia’s lips, and as her eyes light up, she says, “bring him ‘round for dinner, then.”

“I will,” replies Lily, staring defiantly at her sister’s eyes, daring her to go ahead.

She watches as Petunia picks at her impeccably manicured nails. “Next Saturday, at seven o’clock. Don’t be late.”

“We won’t,” Lily snaps, her voice two octaves too high.

Petunia smiles, showing off her pearly white teeth and perfectly hydrated lips.

“Fantastic.”

 iii.

She’s laying on top of Potter’s bed, with her feet hanging off from the side and her face pressed into his pillow. She lets out yet another long and pained whine, and then says, “what have I done?”

“How should I know?” he replies from the leather swivel chair, biting his lip and furrowing his brown in concentration as he attempts a triple head combo on Ultimate Mecha Strike III. “The only thing you’ve done since you got her was complain about a ruined life. No clarification whatsoever.”

“It’s really bad. Like, worse than Sirius’-obsession-with-Gasolina-bad.”

He looks over at his bed and pauses the game, carefully placing the remote control on his lap.

“Get on with it, then.”

“I may have…” Lily’s cheeks are redder than her hair now, and for some reason, she can’t find it in her to face him.

“Yes?”

She gasps for air before blurting out, “I-may-have-told-Petunia-I-was-dating-someone.”

James, the idiot, throws his head back and lets out the loudest bark of laughter, one that can only be rivalled by Sirius’ that one time during the year eleven ball when they saw Dumbledore roller-blading through the venue.

“It’s not funny, Potter,” she huffs, because of course he’d revel in her agony.

“On the contrary, Evans, it’s hilarious.”

“She wants me to bring them over for dinner this weekend,” adds Lily, looking absolutely miserable, and of course, James replies by laughing even harder. “What am I going to do?”

He pauses to think for a second, furiously running his hands through his hair, when suddenly, his eyes light up.

“What?” asks Lily, mid-ponytail-adjusting.

“I could be your fake-boyfriend,” James proposes, shrugging his shoulders like it isn’t that big of a deal. (It is.)

Lily lets out a breath.

“Would you?”

“This will really annoy Petunia,” he prompts, licking his lips.

She looks down at his mouth, but shifts her attention back to his eyes before replying, “so it’s settled then.”

James stretches his hand forward. “Carved in stone.”

Lily takes it, and they both hold on for slightly longer than necessary.

“Brilliant,” she nods. “Thank you for doing this, Potter.”

“It’s no problem. I’ve always liked a good ruse.”

It’s a shame, then, that in reality Lily is completely infatuated with the bloke and would love nothing more than to grab him by the collar and shove him into the nearest closet. And, when Algernon –Potter’s cat– comes in with a bacon sandwich, it almost feels like he can sense how distraught Lily is over the whole thing.

Much later in the day—Potter invited her to stay over for dinner, because of course he did— they’re sat in his carpet, soaking up the moonlight, a bottle of rum that James nicked from Euphemia’s cabinets swinging back and forth between the pair of them.

“You were my first kiss, Potter,” Lily admits.

“You were mine, too.”

She tries convincing herself of how lucky she got, because honestly, it’s quite the perfect set-up. They’ve been mates for so long now, and she’s at his house more often than not, and he took her as his date to his second-cousin’s wedding.

Still, there’s something tugging at her heartstrings, but she vows to try her damn best to squash it. Whatever butterflies she’s got going on have got to go.

 iv.

At precisely seven o’clock, Lily rings the doorbell, James at her side, holding her hand. When Petunia opens the door, he tightens his hold on it.

The house looks just like always, but tonight it feels even colder. It’s not particularly pleasant living with Petunia and her husband, but even Lily is not used to the icy blue hue that colours the kitchen. It’s the dead of winter and it almost feels like the weather is doing it on purpose. Maybe Petunia had something to do with it—she’s always liked having connections.

Petunia greets the two of them with a smile, a fake one, of course, and looks Potter up and down as if she’s testing him, as if she’s testing them. She can hear Vernon’s voice coming from the living room, rough and gravelly, and Lily hates it, hates that she feels like an outsider in her own house. James senses this, and presses a kiss on her left temple, all part of the act, nothing short of bittersweet.

They make their way to the dining table, calm and quiet, and James puts his arm around Lily’s shoulders, a silent way of telling her he’s there and she can rely on him for support.

She knows. He is her best friend, after all.

Petunia serves them meatloaf and mash, with green beans on the side. Vernon tucks right in, blissfully ignorant to Lily and Petunia’s silent argument. Vernon Dursley is not dumb, but he’s also not particularly clever, and Lily wishes that was the worst she had to say about him.

Today, however, he’s not important. What matters is that she and James make their sham of a relationship seem believable enough.

It’s harder for her than it is for him, she learns. He doesn’t have to think before reaching up to trace the back of her hand, or to flick her on the nose. Lily guesses he must have loads of practice in pretending, what with every ploy he pulls with the rest of the Marauders, his brothers in everything but blood.

And so, because he knows Petunia, James doesn’t launch into an elaborate story of how the two of them came to fall in love, and then into a relationship. Instead, he sums it up in two quick sentences, tries to act as normal as possible, and stares deep into Petunia’s eyes as if to say ‘I’m on her side.’

If Lily’s parents were here, it’d be different, he’d be different, but they aren’t. They aren’t—and well, Lily finds it best not to dwell on such things. This is what she has to deal with. This is her life now.

She is certain her sister can feel the animosity radiating from James’ body. He’s tense, and Lily can feel his leg jumping up and down in a failed attempt to let go of all the pent-up energy. She places her hand on his thigh. He looks down, and then his eyes trace the skin up her bare, freckled arm, to her exposed collarbone, to her flushed cheeks.

She’s all looks, Petunia is. Tall, thin, elegant. Sheets of blonde hair frame her face, white and pink pearls adorn her pale neckline. And when her eyes squint and her teeth show—that’s when Lily knows she’s in trouble.

*

“She saw right through us,” Lily breathes, holding her head between her hands as she crouches down on Potter’s sofa.

“You don’t believe that.”

“I do,” Lily murmurs, and then her silent sobs become louder and it doesn’t take long for her to be drowning in her own tears. It’s a good thing his parents aren’t home.

“Hey, hey, hey,” James tells her, his voice so gentle that it’s barely even there. “What’s wrong?”

She can’t really tell him, of course. Can’t tell him the way it stings, because he’s a damn good actor and she’s desperate for it to be real. It’s overwhelming, and she’s tired, and she just wants to go home, but where even is that anymore? Certainly not at the house, where she’s treated like absolute garbage, and has been for the better part of two years.

“Lily?” he asks, running his hands through his hair, making it even messier than usual, and Lily wishes it could all just stop.

“I think I’m having a panic attack,” she says, and realisation dawns upon James’ face. It doesn’t take long for him to go into full-blown nurse mode. It’s not unusual for Lily to keel over with anxiety. Now that he has a name for it, he knows how to deal with it—he’s done so before.

“Lily,” he starts, slower this time, “breathe with me, okay? We’ll count to ten.” In and out, in and out. “You’re doing great, I’m right here.”

She closes her eyes and does as she’s told, and eventually her head stops spinning and she clings onto James like he’s her only lifeline. “Thank you,” she croaks out, and he shakes his head and assures her that it was no problem.

“How can I help?” James asks, carefully sitting next to her. Lily shrugs, at a complete loss about what to do. He is, too, until an idea pops into his head, except it’s coming from a place of wishful thinking, and so ridiculous that he doesn’t know if he should share it.

Lily, of course, notices. “What is it?” she asks, biting her lip so hard it could bleed.

“We could… um…”

“Yes?” she prods.

“We could practice,” James coughs. “For when she’s around.” He can feel his flaming hot cheeks burn, but when he sees the way Lily’s shoulders relax and her eyes light up, it’s worth it.

“You don’t have to do that, James,” she tells him, in the quietest little voice. It’s sweet, and somewhat hoarse, and he’s oh so very attracted to her.

“I don’t mind.”

She bites her lip again. “Are you sure?”

“Of course. Besides,” he presses, “it’s not like we’ve never done it before.”

That was true. They’d been about fourteen at the time. It had been right after school, and they were bored out of their wits and wanted to get it over with.

“So there’s no reason for it to be awkward,” Lily replies, excitement starting to bubble in her stomach.

“None at all.”

“That’s great.”

James nods. “I’m going to kiss you know.”

And so he does.

 v.

It’s been two months since the beginning of their charade. Neither of them have been able to sleep, the fact that this is only a ruse tugging at their brains, ripping at their insides. It didn’t take much to convince Petunia, to be honest. She just… walked in on one of their practice sessions and that was it. That, of course, only meant that now they absolutely had to keep it going.

Besides, it’s not like they can fake-break up to get it off their backs. No, Petunia’s annoying as is, it simply wouldn’t do to add fuel to the flame. They’re too young to be prey.

It’s the beginning of March and they’re back in his room, the colourful walls mocking their shared misery. In the midst of the strained silence, Lily hears James mutter, “I can’t do this.”

“Huh?”

“This,” he says, this time a little louder, gesturing to the space between the two of them. “I can’t keep this up anymore.”

He wouldn’t. He can’t. No.

“It was your idea!” she counters, panic starting to cloud her vision. She’s desperate, scared out of her wits that this is their downfall. She can’t lose him too, not him, she’s lost so much already.

“Yeah well,” he starts, and Lily notices how he looks about to burst, “I thought I could ignore my feelings, but I guess not, uh—“ his mouth clamps shut. He’s said too much, and there’s no turning back now.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Lily asks, the tiniest hint of hope flaring up inside her, and she’s trying to contain it, because it’s likely that she only heard him wrong, but she can’t. She can’t and it’s taking over.

“I’m in love with you.” It’s Earth-shattering. “I’m in love with you, and I can’t deal with it anymore. I can’t stand not knowing what’s real and what’s not, or if there’s anything real at all, because—fuck I wish it was, all of it—“

Suddenly, her body is flush against his. Their lips are tangled together and she’s prodding his mouth open, and it’s desperate, really, the way he’s clinging to her back and she to his neck.

And then, they slow down, and it soon becomes more laughter and smiling and teeth-clashing-against-teeth than actual kissing, but it’s fine, really, because now Lily has her answer. This, right here.

This was home.

[katya-is-here]

Chapter Three - Letters from Lance

Hey guys! Here’s Chapter Three of LETTERS FROM LANCE! Added some extra Klance scenes in this, since Lance is finally realizing his long, lost feelings for Keith. Thanks again for all the support! 

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Summary:  Pidge invites Lance to a drive-in movie, but his mind is stuck on Keith and only Keith. Speaking of Keith, Lance finds him all beaten up in the gym locker room and wonders why. His feelings blossom when the two share a bonding moment, even though it goes terribly wrong.

Dear you,

I don't know about you but the smell of coffee always gets me high. The buzzed kind of high, where I feel like I can take on the world, be a king for a day, you know, that kind of stuff. Pidge always liked brewing me a free cup whenever I hung around the high school campus' cafe. She was a barista there — the stained apron and all.

"You seem — out of it," Pidge said as she wiped down the tables. "This have something to do with Keith?"

I scowled. "Enough with the Keith crap! Keith this, Keith that! Sheesh, it's like this whole school's obsessed with the dude."

Pidge fixed her specs. The sun peaked through the gray thunderclouds and shined against the lenses. "Right. Anyway, speaking of being obsessed with something, have you heard about the new drive-in movie theater down by the parking lot?"

I shrugged. "So?"

"So everyone's been talking about it." Pidge tightened her apron. "Not that I'm into trends or anything, but I think it'd be kinda fun to hang there."

"What are they playing?"

"Sixteen Candles."

"A chick flick? C'mon, what about action films or...or even some comedy."

Pidge grinned. "Sixteen Candles is a romantic comedy so—"

"No! I mean—" I slammed my foot onto the table. "—the BOOM! POW! BANG! kinda action!"

"Oh c'mon dude! Now I gotta clean it!"  Pidge knocked me to my knees and scrubbed the table. "When are you gonna grow up?"

I smirked and leaned on the counter. "Aw, you're a cute little nerd when you're angry."

Pidge held out her hand. She fixed her specs again.

"What? A high five?" I said.

She pouted. "Pay up. No free coffee for you today bud."

"Oh c'mon! You know I'm broke!"

Pidge sighed and went over by the register. "Then get a job like every normal student here."

"Depends on how you define normal." I headed for the door. "Lance McClain defies the word normal."

"Hey! You still owe me!"

Bells jingled from above. Customers flooded the cafe. I smiled. "I'll treat you to the drive-in tonight."

"You're going?"

I shrugged. "I've got nothing better to do."

A few jocks shoved me out of the way and I stumbled on the cool pavement. I looked up and sighed. This was my high school—tall buildings chock-full of your stereotypical teens, balding Autumn trees, lakes where the seniors liked to drink, hang around bonfires and throw these crazy parties and the occasional guitar player. It was a campus full of teen angst and raging hormones. Oh, and let's not forget there was always someone making out behind the headmaster's building and someone else taking pictures of it for blackmail. Classic.

Some guy kicked a football in my direction and I ducked. He was playing with Shay who wore her HUNK'S MY HERO t-shirt. I sighed and pulled out my phone. I had one message. Shocked it wasn't from Shiro. It was from that bastard Sendak.

SENDAK [8:34AM]: U BETTER watch urself lil' shit

I smirked. Whatever. I had some free time to spare before I had to run laps around the track, commanded by Professor Iverson who loved giving us students the beat down. But I headed for the locker room anyway to chill in the showers. Whistling as I waltzed by my locker and popped in my combo, I pulled off my uniform and exchanged it for a pair of shorts and a baggy sweatshirt. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the showers.

The shower head grubbed and coughed up hot water as I stood beneath it and took a breather. The day started out great — peaceful, no weird dreams from the night before, no —

"KEITH!" someone shouted.

I gasped. I peeked from the shower curtain and saw Keith slamming the locker room door shut, a can of spray paint in his hand.

"You're SO going to pay for this, bastard!" the voice cracked again. It was one of Keith's Galra basketball teammates.

Keith laughed, mockingly. There was a pause, silence.

"Hello?" Keith said. His voice echoed against the walls.

I gasped and turned off the water.

"Anybody in here?"

I slid down the wall and watched him from afar.

He tossed up his can of spray paint, shook it as it crackled and doused the lockers with thick, dripping red paint. I gasped. His message read:

KEITH OWNS YOUR ASS SENDORK

I couldn't help but to laugh, but stopped. Stared. Keith fell to his knees. The spray paint bottle rolled under the benches. Looking closer I noticed he was covered in bruises, his lip puffy, eyes bloodshot and purple, hair disheveled. He kicked out one leg and hugged the other into his chest.

"DAMN IT!" he cried. "Stupid! Stupid! STUPID!"

He tugged at his hair, his nose running with snot. As I looked closer I slipped on the tiles and whacked my chin.

"Shit!"

Eyes wide, Keith looked up. We stared at each other for awhile until he ran out of the locker room, red faced and embarrassed.

"Keith! W...wait!" I shouted.

But he was gone.

All throughout Professor Coran's astronomy lesson I stared at my phone. Should I text him? Should I ask if he was okay? Shit. I couldn't think straight. My phone vibrated mid-way through the lecture and I peeked at it. 5:40 PM. It was Hunk.

LANCE [10:10 AM]: something happened with keith and i dunno what to do

HUNK [10:30 AM]: Sorry it took me so long to respond. I was helping Shay study. Sounds serious. What happened?

LANCE [10:31 AM]: something shitty with sendork and his minions

LANCE [10:31 AM]: he was all beat up and whatever

HUNK [10:33 AM]: Nice that you care, but maybe you shouldn't get involved. Let Shiro know.

LANCE [10:40 AM]: nope no nope i can't

LANCE [10:40 AM]: i gotta do something

HUNK [5:40 PM]: Lance, no! Don't tell me you did something already! Please!

I didn't bother to answer and turned off my phone. Hunk was right. My nose was already stuck where it didn't belong.

After Coran's lesson I scurried to my dorm and got changed into my casual Lance wear, an old, gray t-shirt, an olive-brown jacket and some jeans. I checked my face in the mirror and sighed. My tan skin looked dehydrated, my eyes bagged with dark circles.

I wanted to head over to the spa for a Lance Day just to get my complexion back. And my old self. Ever since Keith and I broke up I became a slob who let himself go. And I feel comfortable enough to admit that to you.

I took out my phone.

LANCE [5:55 PM]: u ready to party with me pidgey-poo

PIDGE [5:57 PM]: Don't call me that. And sure.

PIDGE [5:57 PM]: You go on ahead. I have to meet up with Matt about something first.

I sighed.

LANCE [5:58 PM]: have it your way

LANCE [5:59 PM]: see u then

LANCE [5:59 PM]: i'll be the handsome stud

PIDGE [6:00 PM]: See u

With a stretch and a yawn, I kicked myself forward and headed out the dormitory. These guys were skateboarding and arguing over some '90s cartoons and movies. I flashed a grin at most of them, being my "popular" self, and hurried through the campus.

It was easy to find the drive-in. It was an abandoned parking lot, jammed between a cluster of pines and an old mill. Students sat on top of the mill's roof, swigging down booze and lighting expensive brands of cigarettes. Some guys even brought a keg and got covered in the crap. This was where Pidge wanted to hang? Talk about peer pressure.

I leaned against a tree and tried finding an empty seat. Some idiots were sprawled out on the grass, making out, while others were actually excited about seeing the movie, sitting on the hoods of cars and munching on popcorn. I could smell the butter miles away. That and the beer.

As I scoped out the area I saw someone sitting on a beaten up car alone, his back turned away from the world. Keith. I sucked in my pride, my heart overwhelmed with worry and anxiety, and headed for the lot. I stopped beside Keith's car and knocked on the hood. He glanced at me, but looked away, his knees still hugged to his chest.

"Oh, what? I didn't HAVE to stop by."

"Why are you here?"

I scratched my cheek. "Uh, Pidge. We wanted to check this place out."

"Oh, well it's shit." Keith sipped at a can of beer and sighed. He wore a tight, black short-sleeve shirt that made him look so...okay, kind of cool. "I come out here almost every night to watch whatever's playing, just to kill some time."

I shrugged. Without thinking I hopped up on the hood next to him.

"What are you doing?"

I sighed. "Shut up."

He offered me the can of beer. He muscle flexed. I blushed and shook my head. "What happened to you today?"

"Hm?"

"In the locker room?"

"So that dork was you." Keith shook his head. "You worried about me 'er something?"

"No!" I cleared my throat. "No."

"I got kicked off the team," Keith said, his face blank.

"What?"

"Yup. Sendork beat my ass and—"

I looked at him, staring. Emotions of concern jumbled on my face. A cool breeze blew through our hair.

"Lance?"

I calmed my heartbeat and grabbed onto Keith's wrist. I yanked him from the hood of the car and ran through the lot. Pidge arrived. She watched as I dashed passed her.

"Hey, Lance! What're you doing?"

I didn't answer and kept running, running, running.

"Lance! Where the hell are we going?" Keith shouted.

I took him deep into the forest of pines, until fog began to swarm around us. I breathed heavily, a raw, sharp coolness smothering my throat. Keith bent over and grasped his knees.

"What...the hell, Lance?"

"What did h...he...what did he do to you?"

Keith pushed his bangs out of his eyes. "Nothing. Sure he beat me up and everything, but I did it to myself."

I looked back at him, my eyes sharp.

"Shouldn't you be watching the movie with Pidge?"

I shook my head and moved closer to Keith. He raised a brow, his back pressed against a pine tree.

"Hey, Lance. Focus."

My cold breath puffed in the air, mixing with his. He smelt like booze and stale gasoline.

"Lance?"

I looked at him. My eyes felt heavy.

"I...I miss driving in your car, taking road trips," I whispered against him. "I miss talking about space and...and making jokes about astronauts."  

Keith hadn't looked away.

I shook his shoulders. "I miss eating fast food, studying together, watching cheesy movies. I—"

Keith brought his hand to my chest and grabbed onto my t-shirt. I blushed and moved closer to him. The cool air became hot. Nervous.

"Keith..."

Keith pressed his hand to my lips and slightly pushed me away. He was blushing too, but looked impatient. "No. Just stop, Lance."

Embarrassed over what I did I folded my arms and cleared my throat. "What? Yeah, yeah, that's what I would've shown Hunk. He's been tryin' to get all romantic with Shay so..."

Keith put his hands on his hips and frowned. "Why is it when I say I miss you, you act like a freakin' bastard, but when you do you expect me to say everything's okay?"

I scratched my arms. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Keith shoved me. "We have a bonding moment and you get like this? Ha! Classic Lance." He threw his arms up, and made a face. "Whatever, I'm done."

He headed back toward the parking lot.

"Wait! Keith!" I shouted.

He shoved his hands into his pockets. The dried leaves crunched beneath his feet. "I'm done waiting."

And as I watched him walk away I noticed his mullet was growing back. My stomach felt twisted into knots. What did I just do? And why?

Your friend (who's in drastic need of moral support right now),

Lance

[minatums]

Ask meme: every one with a 3 or 4 in it. 3, 4, 13, 14, 23, 24, 30-49, etc.

3: Zodiac sign?

swagittarius

4: Video game I play to chill, not to win?

i mean honestly my go-to chill game is smash and that’s kind of a play-to-win game by default... I guess a not-to-win game would be rune factory!

13: Favourite word?

shit (im 5)

14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them?

cant remember who the exact last one was, im gonna 50/50 it 

23: A bad quality of mine?

i have a shit-tier attention span

24: Cats or dogs?

dogs! but nyas are lovely as well

30: Eye colour?

brown

31: Hair colour?

black

32: Someone I love?

christinya

33: Someone I trust?

christinya and maren

34: Someone I always think about?

christinya again

35: Am I excited about anything?

PERSONA 5 IN ABOUT TWO WEEKS

36: My current obsession?

breath of the wild

37: Favourite TV shows as a child?

shaman king, big o, and misc cartoons

38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to?

christinya and maren

39: Am I superstitious?

absolutely

40: What do I think about most?

viddy games

41: Do I have any strange phobias?

not that i can think of

42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?

i like both but only if the acting is funny, otherwise im more of the director role

43: Favourite hobbies?

viddy, 3d modeling, drawin

44: Last book I read?

i forget lmao

45: Last film I watched?

moana

46: Do I play any instruments?

nope

47: Favourite animal?

shiba inuuuuuuuuuuuuus

48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow?

too lazy to figure it out rn lmao but i wanna take this chance to give a shoutout to @reformed-devastruction​ for the long term follow and @magnolia-eclair​ for the silent mutual love of the same stuff, got mad props for you my guy

49: Superpower I wish I could have?

invisibility

53: What makes me smile?

35+ hit combos ending with a super into super

54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off?

off, but sometimes on when my bois are over friday nights playing street fighter when i gotta crash for work the following morning

63: What occupation did I want to do when I was younger?

write

64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy?

lmao just this past year

73: Have I ever skipped school?

of course

74: Favourite place on the planet?

my room, ngl

83: Have I ever had braces?

nope!

84: Story behind one of my scars?

i tripped over an air conditioner that was lying on the floor after it got kicked out of our window by robbers and a sharp piece scooped an inch outta my knee ew ew ew

93: Siblings?

a brother, one year older, named anthony

94: What was the last thing I bought?

breath of the wild

103: Sexual orientation?

straight

104: Where do I currently live?

I live near boston, but I live in brooklyn for the school year

113: Favourite accents?

dont really have a preference off the top of my head

114: A place I have not been but wish to visit?

japan and mexico or Colombia 

123: Can I wiggle my ears?

nope

124: Do I like clowns?

nah

130: Favourite piece of advice?

live fast die young bad girls do it well

also “take a fucking break”

131: Am I a good liar?

yeah lmao

132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district?

I tend to go back and forth between gryffindor and slytherin when asked/taking sorting quizzes. The other two I don’t care bout

133: Do I talk to myself?

sometimes

134: Am I very social?

absolutely!

135: Do I like gossip?

lmao yeah im not gonna pretend im above that shit

136: Do I keep a journal/diary?

nah i dont have the temperance to keep track of something like that

137: Have I ever hopelessly failed a test?

art history

138: Do I believe in second chances?

usually all the time

139: If I found a wallet full of cash on the ground, what would I do?

find who it belonged to if there was an id and whatnot in it. Feels mad different to me if it’s a wallet as opposed to a wad of cash

140: Do I believe people are capable of change?

yes!

141: Have I ever been underweight?

nope

142: Am I ticklish?

too much so holy shit

143: Have I ever been in a submarine?

nope

144: Have I ever been on a plane?

ye when i was real young. I don’t travel much outside of cape cod with the fam in summer

145: In a film about my life, who would I cast as myself, friends and family?

charlie day for absolutely everyone

146: Have I ever been overweight?

nope!

147: Do I have any piercings?

nah

148: Which fictional character do I wish was real?

i require a jigglypuff

149: Do I have any tattoos?

nah but I want one

153: What was my first car?

never had one

154: Do I want children?

yes but it’s not only my decision to make unless i adopt single

163: What do I love most about myself?

I personally find myself to be very strong against odds in terms of optimism and I take a lot of pride in it and how I can use it to help others

basically I think I’m very good at staying happy and like to be someone people can go to when they need to be happy and can leave in a better mood

164: Do I like adventure?

I do! Though I am very content just playing games too

173: Have I learnt from my mistakes?

the big things, yeah. The little things, I can still forget lmao

174: Best gift I’ve ever received?

a wii u with smash 4

183: What is my spirit animal?

i did a test once and it was a fox

184: How do I want to be remembered?

as being someone that made someone’s day

193: What motivates me?

well-made viddys

194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be?

fuck this shit im out

203: Do I judge a book by its cover?

honestly??? yes I fucking do and its not good

204: Have I ever had my heart broken?

yeah but im way past it

213: Do I use sarcasm a lot?

too much tbh

214: What TV character am I most like?

i actually really dont know

WOW I DID ALL OF THESE LOOK AT ME

[conspiracieys-archive]

rules: complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. when you’re finished, tag people to do this survey. have fun and enjoy!

tagged by @lukestarkillerisgay ^^

1: are you named after someone? sorta? my birthname was just a random name, by my middle name is the name of my mom’s high school best friend who killed himself when they were 16. 2: when was the last time you cried? uh.... fuck i can’t remember. 3: do you like your handwriting? meh. its not the best, but i can still read it so it aint the worst either 4: what is your favourite lunch meat? !! turkey!! i love honey smoked turkey!!! 5: do you have kids? it depends on ur definition of kids?? id ont have any kids i, like, am legally responsible for, but i consider a few ppl i know to be my children. 6: if you were another person, would you be friends with you? yikes No.  7: do you use sarcasm? usually only with my ma 8: do you still have your tonsils? yep ! 9: would you bungee jump? yikes no im a chickenshit. 10: what is your favourite kind of cereal? mm... the reeses pieces cereal i guess? 11: do you untie your shoes when you take them off? yeah i gotta. i always tie my shoes too tight for me to just pop em off. 12: do you think you’re a strong person? my mom makes me open jars for her, so u tell me. 13: what is your favourite ice cream? vanilla/orange sherbet combo! 14: what is the first thing you notice about people? that they are existing too close to me usually?? idk i...??? 16: what is the least favourite physical thing you like about yourself? everything? 17: what color pants and shoes are you wearing now? no shoes but im wearing my batman pj pants ! 20: if you were a crayon, what color would you be? black void 21: favourite smell? the smell of books, old or new, the world after the rain, firewood burning 22: who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my mom! 23: favourite sport to watch? basketball probably. ive seen more basketball games irl than anything  24: hair color? blond w my roots showing cause im too lazy to re-bleach my hair 25: eye color? brown 26: do you wear contacts? eh. i own contacts but i dont usually wear em ‘round the house 27: favourite food to eat? cant lie my dude... potatoes. they r just so satisfying to chew 28: scary movies or comedy? comedy def 29: last movie you watched? unsurprisingly it was the Mag7 2016 30: what color of shirt are you wearing? grey/pinkish stripes 31: summer or winter? ask me in the winter, its summer. ask me in the summer, its winter 32: hugs or kisses? hugs!!! i love hugs dude i am always desperate for hugs. 33: what book are you currently reading? i did start rereading pjo cause i never finished hoo, and i kinda wanna reread asoue but idk. 34: who do you miss right now? obama 35: what is on your mouse pad? the last one i had was a hello kitty one i think??? yrs ago 36: what is the last tv program you watched? txf with my ma 37: what is the best sound? i rly love the sounds of footsteps in older movies. idk why?? theyre just so satisfying to listen to. 38: rolling stones or the beatles? the stones 39: what is the furthest you have ever traveled? from where i live, it’d be Flordia :/ 40: do you have a special talent? i can go from feeling Great to wanting to die in a matter of minutes, sometimes seconds 41: where were you born? Illinois

I tag: uhh @transboyjimbo @slutdeanwinchester @gryllingbears @lcorrasami @thekatespajamas @fadinglight123 @pastelnuva and...?? anyone else if yall wanna do it. pls dont feel pressured into doing this though!! ^^

[thickcrskiin]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY:  @cyb3rn3tics TAGGING: lOUD SHRUGGING NOISES

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME? ╾  “Jan.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME? ╾ "Are we talking legally? ‘Cause....i guess technically that would be Janet.” And there’s the cringe.

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? ╾ "My mom named me after a friend she had in high school, I think.”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? ╾ "Single. Painfully, painfully single.”

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? ╾ "Uh...I guess I can sing pretty okay?”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? ╾ "Just....sort of....brown.”

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR? ╾ "I got highlights, does that count?”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? ╾ "Uh...yeah?”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? ╾ "Indeed. Cat named Fiyero, dog named Enjy.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. ╾ "....How much time do you have?”

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? ╾ "I sing, I write, I read, I binge-watch a shit-ton of shows.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? ╾ "Not on purpose, I don’t think?”

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? ╾ "God, no.”

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? ╾ "Unicorn. Because reasons.”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. ╾ "I stay up until like, four in the morning just sitting on the internet.”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? ╾ "A lot of actors and musicians and internet personalities.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? ╾ "I’m gonna go with door number four, none of the above.”

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? ╾ "I take online classes.”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? ╾ "Married.....maybe one day. Kids, not so much. I can barely take care of myself most days, how would I do so for a mini-me? I’m fine with people just hiring me to babysit their kids-- I’m used to that.”

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? ╾ "In the house, sure, I use them to keep the heat away---- oh. You mean the other type. Uh. No, probably not likely.”

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? ╾ "God, that’s a long list.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? ╾ "Uh...clothing?”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? ╾ "Platonically, sure, that’s a list about as long as probably Santa’s naughty or nice list. Otherwise....um.....no comment.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? ╾ "........Uhhh?”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? Shrug.

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? ╾ "I like it, but it doesn’t like me.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? ╾ "Milk.”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? ╾ More shrugging.

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? S H R U G S.

31. WHAT’S YOUR DICK SIZE? ╾ "Good sir and/or ma’am, I am a LADY. I ain’t got no dick.”

32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? ╾ "Considering I can’t swim, I’d say neither.”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? ╾ "Apparently it’s a combo that varies. Either the bad boy/pretty boy type, or the adorkable sweet type. I fall for both ends of the scale, really. It’s an issue.”

34. ANY FETISHES? ╾ ".....Hey look, a distraction.”

35. TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? ╾ "HEY LOOK, ANOTHER DISTRACTION.”

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? ╾ "Indoors. I’ve never been much of a camping girl.”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? ╾ "Dear lord almighty, yes.”

[agirlfacesherfears-blog]

Sometimes you can experience the unexpected, and sometimes it can be scary.

I never truly understood what it felt like to have your life turn upside down faster than you can say clip, until now.

When an author describes their character that is in utter despair, they usually say, the air was too thick that they couldn’t breathe, their legs were too weak that if they were to take one step they would snap, their heart pounding in their head as if they were a rattle toy, as if their perfect 20/20 vision suddenly failed, like they had just bitten into an apple and the juice that filled their mouth and throat tasted of guilt and fear or even it felt as if the world had tilted on its side trying to let you fall into the oblivion of the universe. Not a lot of people tend to understand what the author is trying express, even when they try hard enough to put themselves in the characters shoes, it will never be a genuine feeling they would have experienced. I was one of those “lucky” people who had never understood what the hell the author was going on about, that was until i had met him..... 

This is where the story begins.

I had been speaking to a boy, let's call him Lucas, he was a fit 14 year old with these beautiful ocean blue eyes that you could stare into forever, with brown hair, my favourite combo. Over time Lucas and I had developed feelings for each other and i agreed to meet up with him and have sex. Before we discussed a meeting day, he asked for a nude photograph; which i happily obliged by, being because i have sent a few before. I had done my usual protocol and told him there was to be no screenshots (which he agreed to) and i proceeded to ask if he was alone, which he replied with ‘Yes i swear.’ i believed him. He had said he loved me the other day so i trusted him, because no one would betray someone they loved.... right? I sent him a picture of my chest and then sent him another one of my genitals, i wanted him to be happy, and he was so it made me happy. A few days go by and i still have been sending photos. I even got one in return. When he sent me his picture i didn’t screenshot, i didn’t save it, i just simply admired it and then let it disappear forever... along with mine. 2 or so days go by and he asked me to give him a shout out to gain more followers in which i saved the collage he made of his socials and included pictures of his face, and i posted it. About an hour later my best friend sent me a message asking if i knew who Lucas was, i gave my usual smart-ass remark, replying with ‘a human.’ She ignored my text and told me he had messaged her and asked for nude pictures. I was flaming, i went to his account and messaged him, we had a heated argument before he messaged me ‘You know what, Fuck u.’ then sent me a picture of someone holding a phone with my breasts taking up the whole screen and he stated ‘Oh and btw nice pic.’ i felt my heart drop, the saliva in my mouth had been adsorbed, as if my tongue was a sponge, i instantly started shaking with fear, like someone had put me in a jar and vigorously shook it. i started yelling at him not to post it and that i would do anything as i phoned my mum, while talking to her i wasn’t able to respond to him for 3 minutes at max, my mum told me to block him, as she said that i had put her on speaker and saw his messages, ‘anything?’ ‘hello?’ ‘u there?’ ‘alright it’s going on my story.’ i freaked and said ‘NO’ ‘DON’T PLEASE!’ he replied instantly and said i would have to have sex with him the next day for my picture not to go viral, my mum didn’t understand that i couldn’t just block him, so i played along and said i would as my mum said she would call the school and if he posted it she would call the police, she thinks i had blocked him, so we ended the call but i continued to speak to Lucas.... he had made me repeat what i was going to wear and what would happen, i recited ‘I am to wear a full face of makeup, a crop top and skins (sport tights). As soon as i walk in the door and you will push me up against the wall and we will begin.’ he replied ‘what will you do with my dick?’ i was so ashamed of myself and he just had to rub it in.... i stated ‘lick it.’ i could see his devious smile of what he had done to me, he loved the power and he wanted to show me he did, ‘good girl.’ was all i got. After my dinner he had messaged me wanting a picture of me in a bra and underwear, I said ‘no’ he threatened to post it, i knew he could go to prison so i allowed him, ‘ok’ i bluntly replied, ‘you want me to expose you?’ as if he expected me to get back on my knees and beg, ‘go ahead.’ i had finally grew some courage to fight back, ‘okay then.’ he responded... With all the courage i had gathered i decided to have a little fun. ‘You won’t do it.’ i could tell he was confused by my message of courage, ‘yeah i will.’ i smiled to myself, ‘You won’t, because you know once you do no girl will love you. Not because you’re a disgusting, terrible, horrible human. But because you’ll be in prison possibly being raped. If you wait 12 hours you’ll have obtained your freedom, if you don’t... lets just hope you don’t drop the soap in the prison showers.’ i replied triumphantly. My threat had scared him because he had told me he would wait. By the time it came to go to sleep, I lost all courage. It was all i could think about, my picture, the response, the looks, the insults, the whole bunch was clanging around in my skull for a majority of the night while he slept away like nothing was wrong, like he was innocent. When i woke up i didn’t want to get up, i wanted to hide away forever.... my grandma ended up pulling the sheets off of me and forced me to get out of bed. I didn’t look in the mirror while i was changing, i knew i would be reminded of how disgusting i am. I unplugged my phone from the lounge room and i had gotten messages from him asking if i was still coming. i said i wasn’t, he told me we would post them and i didn’t care, i insulted him. i called him a pussy and said he wouldn’t do it, he sent me my picture and called me flat, i didn’t care that he called me flat, i wasn’t scared of him anymore.... I kept calling him a pussy and that’s when he sent me a photo, My breasts with streaks plastered under it. I was still worried about the outcome, but i had everything i needed to go to the police, his threats, the photo, the post, his full name, all of it. i asked how many he sent it to, he said everyone. He called me and i declined, he messaged me and said pick up bitch, i kept declining it until i had my mums phone and hit record, he called again; this time i answered, “How many people have it?” i asked as soon as the call connected “I don’t know.” he dodged the question “You said everyone had it, how many is that??” i pushed “Over 50.” as soon as 50 left his mouth and into the speaker; i hung up, now i had the amount he sent it to over phone, i blocked him, and he blocked me.

My photo may or may have not been sent out, my friends have told me they didn’t receive any photo from him. I am calling the police tomorrow, to end it. It will be a long road to fully forget everything. I never thought my nudes would ever be leaked, it just shows that... sometimes you can experience the unexpected, and sometimes it can be scary. 

[wannaoneshipeus]

Wanna One Written Ship!

Hi!! Is it possible to request for a written ship with Wanna One??

I’m an Aries, 164cm tall with dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, fair skin, short and curly hair and finally, is someone who wears braces. In terms of personality, I’m an ISTP by nature but friends of mine (and I too) feel that I’m a little more of an ambivert? There are some days when I would prefer to stay at home whereas there are days when I too would feel like I should get out more. I’m an only child, which probably explains why I’m someone who’s pretty independent and has good leadership qualities. When I meet new people, I tend to be quiet at first and will grow more talkative eventually. For most times, I might end up being friends with the person eventually. I’m known to tell good jokes, is a realist and someone who is mature and level-headed with her thoughts and opinions, which explains why friends would tend to look for me if they are going through difficult times. Finally, I’m not a very emotional person really.

When it comes to my likes and dislikes, I love travelling, photography, scuba diving, drawing and singing. Oh, and I love hugs too! On the contrary, I am not a fan of crowded places (unless it’s a special event) and can get a little antsy when people are not aware of others around them. Also, I would not appreciate dirtiness and too much clinginess (?). In other words, I would prefer to feel free, even when I’m with my significant other.

Lastly, as for fashion, I don’t really have a certain style because I switch around quite a bit and depending on my moods. Sometimes, I go for something more androgynous or something feminine. Most importantly, comfort is what matters to me. I tend to be more basic at the top with the occasional patterns such as a white based watermelon shirt or a flannel, together with single coloured bottoms, and the pops of colour comes from my bag and shoes. I like colourful things, but I like it more in my accessories than the things I truly wear.

Bias: Minhyun

Thank you and have a great one ahead!! ☺️

For PERSONALITY, I would ship you with:

SUNGWOON/JISUNG/MINHYUN

- I would ship you with Sungwoon because you are introverted, but overtime, you would open up and feel comfortable with your surroundings. You are also a good leader, where at first, u are quiet and reserved and after u are talkative. With Jisung, you have good and mature jokes, while you are independent. He is also a good person to seek advice and talk with. With Minhyun, you are a really hygienic person, and hates clinginess and nagging.

For STYLE, I would ship you with:

DAEHWI/JIHOON

- I would ship you with Daehwi because of your clothing choice, its a combo of flannel and watermelon shirt, while with Jihoon, you tend to have a color pop in your shoes and bag. 

Hope you enjoy your ship! Thank you for requesting!