YOU GUYS HE WILL BE HERE IN LIKE 5 HOURS. I'M A BUNDLE OF NERVES AND EXCITEMENT
MY PALMS ARE SWEATY, MY KNEES WEAK AND ARMS SPAGHETTI

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YOU GUYS HE WILL BE HERE IN LIKE 5 HOURS. I'M A BUNDLE OF NERVES AND EXCITEMENT
MY PALMS ARE SWEATY, MY KNEES WEAK AND ARMS SPAGHETTI
Just a little video I did for Max's fundraising campaign (because he is too lazy a butt to do his own but he's a cute butt so that's okay). Enjoy, and be sure to donate here!
Max Reyes, there are two things that I awoke to this morning. The first? A blaring alarm on my iPod with quite the reminder attached. Six months ago today, my life took an interesting turn. Of course, this brought quite the smile to my face. I planned to write something for the occasion, as is our custom, and had actually started the deed this past week but… The second thing I awoke to somehow was even sweeter. The post that you made undeniably tugged at my heartstrings, and I admit that by its conclusion, I was a bit watery-eyed.
… And left at a loss as to how the hell I was supposed to follow that up. Y’see, I had began writing this little speech for you already, trying to sort out my thoughts, my feelings, and it’s been edited along the way for a bit now.
I’d like to think that, as far as online relationships go, we know one another fairly well. I know you’re a fidgeter, a cuddler, a bit of a wuss, but most of all? A hero. And I am more than proud to say that it has been you that I have spent the last six months with.
To think that all of this started because of homestuck and shipping and shared fandoms. Surreal, right? Crazy what this new technological age can do, can spur forward, can make happen. Thanks to all of this *motions to the site at large, and the interwebs* I have someone in my life that I never in a million years would have even met otherwise, much less date. And I think that’s pretty darn amazing.
Two weeks from now, we meet. And as you know, I am a terrified, worried bundle of nerves. But most of all? I am more excited than I would ever be able to say. This 6-month marker has left me assured, content, and reminded that Max, you and I made it this far.
where doing it man. where MAKING THIS HAPPEN
Our split anniversary day (yours yesterday and mine today) highlights the distance that keeps us apart, but simultaneously, it represents our unity, our steadfastness and communication despite the trials of a long distance relationship. I am grateful to be blessed with a boy that gives me my space, allows me to be myself, and supports what I do, regardless of whether that may be what he would like.
Your faith in me, especially regarding my dream of becoming a teacher (and the indentured servitude that comes with it) means more to me than I think you could ever know. Thank you for that. Thank you for the pun wars, the wit, the music, the humor, the cosplay, the dates, the e-cuddles, the third space, the fandoms, for teaching me how to fall, the fact that you understand the awesomeness of the name “Jonas” and why, the videogames, the fun, the love, and most of all just for sticking around.
Yeah, it’s scary, but adventure can be scary sometimes. And well, you know how I do love a good adventure. Do me a favor, Max?
(My Stolen Quote, as always) “Take chances, make mistakes, and get messy.”
… And buckle up. Time for one helluva ride.
Happy 6 months, love.
Go get 'em, Max. We're all rooting for you.
Tell us a story about you and Max!
Oh, I do love telling stories… Let me think…
Okay! Here’s one. Why don’t I tell you about how we came to be? Could be interesting.
You see, I have never been a proponent of online relationships. In fact, I was a skeptic in the highest regard, and found them foolish, foolhardy, and dangerous. Not only this, but I am someone that has never been prone to crushes. For me, to like someone comes rarely, and when I do develop feelings for someone, they usually stick around for quite some time.
On December 10th, 2012, I was scrolling through the JakeJane tag, attempting to find some decent fanart. In the midst, who should I come across but this Jake cosplayer who had quite the interest in JakeJane himself. I liked his cosplay, and figured he seemed cool, so I messaged the fellow, expressing my liking of his post, and informing him that I had a Jane RP blog. We messaged a few times from there, discovering that we not only shared a love of JakeJane, but also of Legally Blonde The Musical.
Eventually, we exchanged skype information, and from there I invited him into an AU RP group I was a part of. There, we RP’d JakeJane (of course). He gave me his number one night, even. I realized how talented of a writer he was, and how well we worked together.What I tried not to notice was how similar we were to the characters that we so ardently paired. I in no way wanted to develop feelings for anyone, much less a boy thousands of miles away.
But sometimes, the heart is stubborn. Around Christmas, it became apparent that I had developed a crush on the fellow, and by New Years it was becoming harder to suppress it.
He was, at the time, going through a lot of battles internally. I tried to be there for support. That was all I could do. I wanted him to be happy and to make it out there. So I offered platonic cross-country ecuddles and hugs and a shoulder to lean on. I was far from his only admirer, and he had many feelings to sort out. I didn’t want to get in the way of something, and though I was sure he knew how I felt (not liking people often leads to a very crappy veil for romantic emotion), my fear of rejection and loss of our friendship led me to not making a peep. The more I got to know him each day, the more I liked him. Also, he became more separated from his Jake persona. All that was left was Max, and I loved what I saw.
Soon enough, my feelings came out in the open!!!!…. And as did his. I was amazed. Things he had said had made me hopeful, but I had dared not expect too much. Even then though, there was still a good many hings to work though, and I was sure that I was put to the side. So I stuck to the friend front. It was what I was better at anyhow. After a while, I was sure that I had been grafted to the “bro seat”. Which I was cool with. I mean, if that would have been how I could help him best, then okay.
A couple of weeks later, all of that changed. One night, we had a “date”, and then on the next, he played me my favorite love song on guitar, after which silence fell. It was beautiful and pure: that one moment when the two of us both felt such apprehension Especially him. And then he did it. He asked me to be his girlfriend.
The rest is history.
Two months ago today, a young lass sat in her bedroom.
This young lass had a variety of interests, including Homestuck, Starkid, and many other things. But one thing she was really interested in was a young lad. A very special young lad. On that same night, that lad sat in his living room... On the other side of the country. But that lass and that lad talked for hours. They never ran out of things to discuss. Topics never ran sour. They talked about life and happiness and the whole idea of getting it. They laughed and they joked and they spilled their guts, their hopes, and their dreams.
On this day two months ago, a song was played.
A simple song.
And then words were spoken.
Simple words.
And then silence fell.
Long silence.
But it was perfect.
I wouldn't trade that night for anything. I wouldn't trade him for anything.
I love you, Max. Happy Two Months.
Happy Two Months, Max.
Thank you. <3