When You Get This, Please Respond With Five Things That Make You Happy! Then, Send To Your Last Ten People

when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously or not). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity♡

1. When people rant about things they’re passionate about

2. Being up late with someone and laughing at almost everything

3. Long road trips

4. The feeling of going outside after it’s rained

5. Living in the moment

Thanks for this @deadpoetsbythelakes <333

Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same

anyway here’s your reminder that lgbt muslims exist and islamophobia shouldnt be tolerated within lgbt communities!

shout out to lgbt muslims living in places where our identities are still criminalised. 

this is possibly one of the cutest things I’ve ever read,your writing is so great <33 somehow I’m more of a lesbian now

༄ you're a peach!

pairing; chris noel x lesbian!reader

summary; nothing on earth can compare to a picnic date with your girlfriend under the shade of a large oak tree

words; 729

warnings; mentions of food

request; hi i love your writings <3 i was wondering if you could write some headcanons or fic for chris noel x lesbian!reader picnic date - anon

a/n; hi, thank u so so much!! of course i can,, i luv that girl sm so this was super fun to write <3 thanks for the request angel!!

summer had come yet again, making its presence known by the growing heat that begged you to swap your comfy sweaters for something lighter and more breathable. the sun hung high in the sky, driving you and chris to seek relief under the arms of a large oak tree.

the grass was soft beneath your body, swaying slightly in the gentle breeze that blew now and again. you took a strand of chris's hair between your fingers, twirling the golden strands that glimmered as they caught the sun, before you tucked it behind her ear. she smiled under your touch, eyes closing in bliss as she placed your open palm against her cheek. her skin was warm to the touch and she looked as though she were glowing. she was your own angel, all rosy cheeks and bright smiles, clad in a white summer dress.

"you're so pretty." the words had left your mouth without quite registering, the brutal honesty slipping from your lips without a second thought. you didn’t regret it though. chris deserved to be complimented, to know just how perfect she was.

"and you're absolutely gorgeous, y/n." she opened her eyes, meeting yours with a tender gaze. she placed a kiss to your palm, breath tickling the pad of your hand as she giggled lightly. "should we start eating now? i'm quite hungry."

humming in agreement, you dragged your body upwards in order to grab the handle of the wicker basket filled with treats you’d brought along. a grunt left your lips, the heat making any form of exertion tiring. chris sat up on her palms, watching you sort through the contents of the picnic blanket with an affectionate smile as if you were ransacking a treasure chest. you might as well have been, as the food inside was just as pleasing.

tucked neatly into the basket were sandwiches that chris had cut neatly into triangles, croissants and cake slices you’d bought from the bakery that morning, heaps of fresh fruit and chocolate coated strawberries. it was a feast perfect for royalty; fitting, as chris deserved to be treated as such.

chris had also brought along some sparkling grape juice and champagne flutes so you could feign a life of luxury to any onlookers who may pass by. you laughed as she led you in a grand ‘cheers’, ignoring the droplets that spilled over onto your palm.

“to us!” she chorused, raising the glass high in the air before taking a sip.

“to us!” you repeated, sharing the same vigour as she’d displayed.

effortless conversation floated through the air as you both ate, making your way through the incredible treats one by one.

“hold on,” you paused, leaning towards her. “you have something, wait, let me get it.”

your thumb swiped at the crumb that sat against her lip like a drop of white snow against a pink rose, flicking it away dismissively and smiling at her once more.

“got it.”

“why thank you.” she giggled. “my hero.”

you rolled your eyes yet bowed as well as you could from your seated position, tipping an imaginary hat at her praise.

scouring the basket, you grabbed a delicate looking peach, colour so soft yet so bold and vibrant - quite like your beautiful girlfriend who sat only a few feet away. she had a personality so sweet, not a single bad bone in her body, you were sure, yet she was still able to be strong and assured, a gait she balanced so perfectly it was uniquely her.

it was whilst you were excitedly trying to point out a passing dog, gesturing wildly with your hands, that the peach slipped out of your grip, narrowly avoiding hitting chris square in the face as it rolled away. your jaw dropped, a few shocked laughs coming from your mouth as you apologised profusely, the small pomeranian now forgotten amidst your mistake.

delicate fingers lifted the fruit that had escaped from your grasp, holding it out to you with a smug expression.

“i believe you lost this?”

you took it with a scoff, promptly taking a bite of the sweet fruit and humming at the taste.

“thanks. you’re a peach!” you declared, pinching her cheek obnoxiously and ignoring her groan of distaste at your, arguably terrible, attempt at a joke.

“please tell me that nickname won’t stick.”

“no promises, peach.”

its probably obvious by now that endings are not my strong point, but what can we do. hope you like it, feedback/reblogs are much appreciated loves <33

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3. When I was little I was scared of jacuzzis

Thanks for this @yer-erster <33

hi psa: the second someone apologizes for being excited about something, that is the moment you start talking about it with 10x the enthusiasm because 100% guaranteed they have, at some point in their life, been shamed or told shut up or calm down about something that brought them joy and learned to apologize for taking up space and expressing themselves - learned to make themselves smaller- and that’s the absolute worst feeling in the whole world so please, the moment they apologize or say “I’ll shut up now”, you start talking about it for them, hype it up, encourage them to talk your ear off and participate in their excitement. We want their passion, we want their excitement, joy and love. We do not want to be stunted and bitter and angry like the ones who tried to stifle us, we want to foster and nurture the glow in their eyes and the sound of their voice speeding up with exhilaration