*i know that not a word

i feel like no one should ever be alone on Sunday mornings.

anonymous asked:

For the prompt list, either the British monarchy one or the teddy bear bed one pls! Thank you ❤️❤️

  • I don’t want you to stay over, only I don’t know how to tell you it’s because I have a mountain of teddy bears on my bed, not because I don’t like you.

There are still days that Steve still can’t believe he’s going out with Bucky Barnes.

If anyone told him three years ago that he’d be going out with Bucky Barnes he would’ve laughed in their face. Hell, if anyone told him three years ago that Bucky Barnes, the most popular guy in their high school class, would go to the same college as him, walk onto campus and join just about every club for queer people on campus, Steve would’ve laughed in their face.

But here they are, three years later, four months together, and going strong. Except.

“We can’t go to my place, Stevie.”

Steve pulls away. “Nat’s got Sharon over tonight, so we can’t go to my place, either,” he says.

Bucky smiles a little sadly and says, “Then I guess parting is such sweet sorrow.”

Steve rolls his eyes but leans in for one last goodnight kiss before he goes.

And tries not to think about why Bucky never invites him over.

— —

In the end, it’s Sam who invites him over to drink cheap beer and watch Project Runway. He texted Bucky to ask if it was okay, and he said yes, but he’d be out the whole time. Steve tries not to think that’s weird and heads over with a six-pack and a rooting interest. He doesn’t mean to fall asleep on the couch, but he does. Sam just left him with a blanket and a pillow to go chill with Riley at some point, which is valid.

Bucky must’ve come home at some point, because when Steve opens his eyes the door to Bucky’s room is open.

Groggy, Steve stands up and sort of shuffles over to say hi. He doesn’t know whether Bucky saw him or not (he was kind of lumpy underneath the blanket and Sam turned out the lights), but he feels like he should, at least, say hi.

He gets to Bucky’s doorway and freezes.

Bucky is sitting on his bed and after he looks up at Steve, he freezes as well.

“Uh, hi,” Steve says, eyes wide as he takes in the room.

“Oh God,” Bucky says.

Because Bucky’s room is covered with shelves. And those shelves are covered in small, bean-like stuffed animals of various Disney characters.

“Tsum tsums?” Steve asks.

Bucky swallows, then nods. “Tsum tsums,” he says. He kind of winces. “Becca started getting them for me after I came out. And then…”

“They multiplied?” Steve says.

He nods. “And this is why I didn’t want you over.”

“Because you were afraid I was going to want to play with that totally sick limited edition set of Fantasia tsum tsums?”

“More that you would judge a grown-man having a dorm room full of stuffed animals.”

Steve snorts. “Hell no,” he says. “Well, I will judge you if you don’t stack them all into a pile on your bed and let me drop into them like the king of the tsums.”

Bucky grins. “I love you,” he says.

Steve laughs. “I love you, too.”

freckledandspectacled  asked:

Nygmobblepot with Ulmus and Yarrow, please. 💜💚💜

two gay idiots + ulmus; royalty, strength, age & yarrow; cure for a broken heart.

Oswald has learned to love Ed in every light and every darkness. But here, in the dim fire glow of the mansion, Ed is particularly beguiling.

Ed rests on the floor, leaning gently against Oswald’s crossed legs. He’s sleep deprived, drowsing despite himself and twitching awake again when Oswald’s fingers card softly through his gold-limned hair. Oswald presses his fingertips just so into Ed’s temple, where the roots have started to grow in grey.

“We ought to retire for the night,” Oswald suggests carefully.

“I’m fine, Oswald. I just need a moment to rest my eyes.”

“At least join me up here. You can’t possibly be comfortable on the floor.”

“Don’t tell me where I’m most comfortable,” Ed grouses, sliding a hand around the back of Oswald’s knee stubbornly.

“Well, if you insist on holding me hostage here, you might as well talk to me so I don’t waste away from boredom.”

“Any preference on subject?” Ed’s hand meanders down to settle on Oswald’s ankle, tracing the hem of his umbrella sock with a thumb.

“I’m in the mood to reminisce. Remind me of something nice.”

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Tumblr Accent Challenge

Tumblr Accent Challenge??????

I was tagged by @neutralsupply so thanks to her you all get to hear my awful voice 

The idea is for anyone who wants to participate to voice record or video themselves going through the following list and answering the questions.

What is your name and/or username?
Where are you from?

pronounce the following words:
- Theatre
- Iron
- Salmon
- Caramel
- Fire
- Water
- New Orleans
- Furniture
- Both
- Again
- Probably
- Alabama
- Lawyer
- Coupon
- Mayonnaise
- Caught
- Naturally
- Envelope
- Twitter
- New York
- Crayon
- Tumblr

How would you address a group of two or more people?
What would you call a sale of unwanted items on your porch, in your yard, etc.?
What do you call a sweetened carbonated beverage?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call gym shoes?
Choose book and read a paragraph from it.
Do you speak a second language?.
End the video by saying any 3 words you want.

I’ll tag: @something-wicked-sims (FUCKING DO IT) @nicotinc @dinaswimmer @simmyhymns


The educational system personally came into my house and peed in my cereal


Write-O-Ween Prompts: Unusual and Rare Words Edition

As practice for the famous NANOWRIMO, a prompts list of unusual and rare words! I’ll try writing them: will you?

  1. Uncanny: strange or mysterious, especially in an unsettling way
  2. Chimerical: merely imaginary; fanciful
  3. Susurrus: a whispering or rustling sound
  4. Aubade: a song greeting the dawn
  5. Ephemeral: lasting a very short time
  6. Sempiternal: everlasting; eternal
  7. Euphonious: pleasing; sweet in sound
  8. Billet-doux: a love letter
  9. Pluviophile: any organism that thrives in conditions of heavy rainfall; one who loves rain, a rain-lover
  10. Redamancy: act of loving in return
  11. Lachesism: the desire to be struck by disaster; to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire
  12. Rubatosis: the unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat
  13. Nodus Tollens: the realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore
  14. Opia: the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable
  15. Monachopsis: the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place
  16. Énouement: the bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self
  17. Skulduggery: devious behavior
  18. Tatterdemalion: raggedly dressed person; looking disreputable or decayed
  19. Athazagoraphobia: the feeling of being forgotten, ignored, or replaced
  20. Oblivion: the state of being completely forgotten or unknown; connotes feelings of isolation and aloofness, which lead to the annihilation or extinction of the self metaphorically
  21. Abditory:  a hiding, safe place to disappear 
  22. Hiraeth: the homesickness for a home you can never return to; a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past
  23. Fernweh: the ache for distant places; the craving for travel
  24. Sonder: the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own
  25. Kenopsia: the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet
  26. Kuebiko: a state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence
  27. Quiddity: the essence or inherent nature of a person or thing / an eccentricity; an odd feature / a trifle; a nicety or quibble
  28. Wayfarer: a traveler, especially on foot
  29. Nepenthe: a medicine for sorrow; a place, person or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering
  30. Gloaming: defined as twilight and dusk; the day’s end, the glittery, transient echo when time and nature meet
  31. Eunoia: literally meaning “beautiful thinking” / FREE SPACE

alright real talk

i love that a character like keith exists because when i realized how bad my abandonment issues were, it was to the point where i pushed people away to save myself too. i got scared of getting attached because i knew i’d lose them just like i had with so many others. i still feel that way. and i felt so… alone.

but then you get a character that is going through the same internal conflicts that you are and suddenly you don’t feel so alone anymore.

you don’t have to face it all by yourself.

and that feeling is honestly so relieving.

“I can’t remember when it was that I got so comfortable with you. There are things I’ve shared so easily, things I’d do so simply with you that I know I’d never be able to do with anyone else.”