Okay so today I explained to my therapist what Lazytown was.

He looked it up on his phone and watched the beginning of an episode and thought it was amazing.

We then moved off that topic and started talking about my birth certificate name (because I’m a transguy) & discussing all that jazz. Then he asked my middle name and I told him. (Its a very girly middle name) So we brainstormed other middle names I might have when he looked at me in excitement and was like:

“OMG Change it to Sportacus! tHAT WOULD bE AMAZING.”

I am seriously dying of laughter wtf.

Please form a bond like this with your therapist.

my friend put “I’m queer and I’m here” in her bio but she’s straight so I asked her abt it:

Me: but you said you were straight

Her: everyone else is queer, I wanted to be too

Me: soooo,,,, queer pressure?

Her: *dies*

this is a true story btw

Video Chats

requested by michaelsmoustache: could you plz do one that’s totally platonic, like best friends since day one, share everything and it could just be cute best friend shit cause i honestly need that rn. thank you, have a good day i love yoi

word count: 1099

pairings: peter parker x reader 

warnings: fluffy as hell, y’all 

a/n: okay so it’s not totally platonic, but its still focused on being bffs with peter which is amazing in itself. i’m sorry it took so long, love!! but i love yoi too. and thank you for being so patient with me!! enjoy, darlingssss

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“I can’t believe you like Star Trek over Star Wars,” you laughed, playfully shoving your best friend with your shoulder as the two of you walked home from school.

“I like the science!”

“Half of it’s fictional science,” you shot back. “At least I know Star Wars isn’t real.”

Peter Parker sputtered in frustration, his cheeks growing an adorable red. “You and Ned both love to gang up on me about liking Star Trek–it’s what I like!”

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Big Bad

Anon asked: Plz an imagine Peter Parker where he’s best friends with y/n but secretly likes her and gets pissed off when a jock flirts with her so he uses his spidey powers and kicks his ass? And then you decide where it goes from there, haha sorry if this is too long. thanks pal ;)

Originally posted by spiderholland

“Like I said, nothing to worry ab-” Peter faded out as he stuck his head into his locker to rummage around while Y/N leaned against the ones next to him. 

“Nothing to worry about,” you scoffed, chipping at the already peeling cobalt blue paint covering the locker. “Coming from Peter Parker, the smartest kid in this school, I’m sure you are completely right. Nothing to worry about for you." 

You glanced around Midtown high school with a heavy sigh as a loud crash echoed from your best friends locker. 

Not even flinching, your face broke into a smirk. Who knows what that boy had shoved in that poor thing. 

Before you could say anything, his voice called out, "I’m okay!" 

Laughing, and shaking your head, you looked away to see Flash Thompson smiling down at you. 

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I’ve had crushes and hopeless dreams, physical attractions and infatuations, and pure feelings of want and desire, but never have I been so deeply and througholy in love with someone, until now.
—  you’re different

“It’s Still There.”

748 words
Characters: Spongebob and Gary

Summary: Having an active volcano within walking distance from your house can be pretty freaky – especially after it almost killed everyone.

*audible shrug* i needed some good ol’ fashioned vent-writing to help me wind down. enjoy.

alternate title: nightmares are lame and spongebob talks to his pet a lot

Spongebob awoke with a start. Not unusual, considering his alarm clock was a giant foghorn.

Except his alarm clock wasn’t going off.

And it was three in the morning.

He sat up slowly, struggling to keep the blanket over his shoulders to ward off the chill winter waves that drifted through the open window, which bathed the room in a soft blue light. He arched his back, letting out a high-pitched yawn, trying to collect his thoughts and recall what exactly had caused him to wake up in the first place.

His turned his head, staring out the open window (maybe I should close that, he pondered), and allowing his gaze to settle on the town off in the distance – the view partly obscured by Squidward’s house. A sudden sense of relief washed over him, but he wasn’t quite sure why. He supposed he was just happy it was still there.

And then it hit him.

It’s still there.

A blurred image flashed across his vision, a distorted sound echoing in his head. The town on fire. Everybody screaming. Boulders crashing down around them. His friends…

He shuddered, dropping the blanket and letting it sit limply on his lap. He scooted back against the headboard and curled his knees into his chest. A breathy whine escaped his throat, and a quiet noise responded to it.


Spongebob jumped, but immediately settled back into his curled position, his eyelids drooping down. “Sorry, Gary,” he muttered quietly, tucking his head down like a sea turtle into its shell.

Said snail proceeded to snail up the side of the bed, gently nudging Spongebob’s side before settling down next to him. “Meow.”

“I’m fine, Gare-bear,” he assured unconvincingly. “Just had a nightmare”


“Yeah, it was that one,” he shrugged.


“Not really.” He shifted to a more relaxed position, untucking his legs from his chest. “I’m just a little freaked out, I guess.”


“No, it’s stupid,” he pouted.


Spongebob let out a breath. “I guess I’m just worried, y’know?” He moved over, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring towards the window. “I mean, it’s not like we destroyed the volcano. It could still just erupt and we wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.”

Gary moved to sit on his lap and Spongebob gently ran his hand back-and-forth over his shell.

“Everything’s fine now, but what if it’s not fine tomorrow?”

Gary snuggled into his chest, purring.

“Maybe I should ask Sandy about it,” he rationalized. “She’s got all those monitors on it, so she’d probably know if anything was wrong.”

Gary backed up and gave him a look. “Meow.”

Spongebob shrunk back awkwardly. “Actually, I’ve only asked her three times.”

Gary rolled his eyes and went back to the floor, laying down with his shell leaned against Spongebob’s foot.

Several minutes passed, Gary was on the ground, asleep and relaxed. Whereas Spongebob was on his bed, still awake and anxious. He checked the time – 3:30AM. He’d gotten two hours of sleep, and he needed to be up for work in two hours. He was starting to regret the overtime he’d done that night.

A chill wave hit his face, and he remembered the window was open.

He stood up, careful not to wake Gary (again), and snuck over to the window. He looked out for a moment, scanning the horizon.

He saw the Chum Bucket – barren, save for a large “OPEN” sign lit up in front of it. Plankton must’ve forgotten to shut it off – everyone knows the Chum Bucket closes at eleven (exactly one hour after the Krusty Krab). Well, maybe not everybody knew, but Spongebob certainly did. Although he couldn’t see it from his house, Spongebob pictured the Krusty Krab, all locked up with a “Go away! We’re closed!” sign hanging on the front door. The tables empty, and the fridge stocked with ingredients to make the next day’s Krabby Patties.

His gaze drifted to the mountain looming in the distance.

If there is a next day.

He tensed up, a crease appearing between his eyebrows as he tried to get his attention hooked onto something less pessimistic. He looked back at the town, the buildings peeking over the horizon.

It’s still there.

Spongebob quietly shut the window and creeped back into bed. He pulled the blanket over his head and shut his eyes, letting the image of the distant town settle in his vision.

It’s still there.

What is Love?

Request: “ Can you plz do a one shot where the reader is best friends with Damian, Jon and Billy, but she’s in love with Damian and is really awkward and doesn’t understand emotions ”

Pairings: Damian Wayne x Reader, Jon Kent x Friend!Reader, Billy Batson x Friend!Reader

Warnings: swearing.. i’m sorry it’s a fucking habit at this point.. whops..

a/n: i tried.

You were at the watchtower hanging out with your three best friends, but a certain Kent made things the exact opposite of fun. “You like him!” Jon shouted throughout the room as you gave him a ‘seriously?’ look. He ran around you like a child on Christmas. You face was lightly flustered as Jon chanted ‘(y/n) likes Damian!’.

You honestly did not know if you like him or not. You loved his company and conversations, but have a crush on him? You were not quite sure. You have seen how love has blossomed a few times now, but you still did not understand it. You saw this one person say some nice things and the other person say some nice things then love would flourish. Other times, they would say some mean things towards each other and end up making out. This made no sense, at all. Damian’s older brother, Dick, said that love was simple, but complicated. That did not help at all either.

Love was an intricate manifestation of adoration towards another creature, but at the same time a series of snags and misfortunes.

Jon’s screams finally brought you out of your thoughts. You stood and grabbed Jon by the shoulder stopping him from running around.“I don’t like him, okay?” You sigh letting go of his shoulder.

“Then why are you less mean to him?” Jon questioned crossing his arms.

“He’s much more mature.” You replied in an obvious and sassy tone.

“That’s true, but I’m much taller.” Jon replied proudly, puffing his chest. You rolled your eyes and smiled.

“Okay, well that’s true.” You said as a chuckle escaped your lips. Suddenly, a small young boy seemed to discreetly sneak into your conversation. Damian stood by the door frame glaring at Jon.

“I swear on my honor, Kent, if you don’t stop making that joke, I’m going to rip your tongue out.” Damian says walking towards you two. You just laughed at Jon’s revelation. Although, You loved your three best friends it was fun to see Damian and Jon fight about simple things, such as height. Damian put an arm on your shoulder and face immediately flushed red.

“And you need to stop terrorizing (y/n) with your nonsense.” He continues his arm still dangling over your shoulder.

This wasn’t normal. You didn’t even believe that Damian would ever do such a thing. Damian realized this and quickly, but subtly took his arm off. You both looked away from each for a moment, looking in completely different directions. Jon just smirked at both of your obliviousness towards each other.

“It’s not nonsense it’s advice.” Jon answered looking you straight in the eye, with that stupid grin. You shook your head at him slowly all while giving him a death glare. You pushed Damian behind you and blocked him from whatever Jon was going to say.

“It is nonsense, now stop.” You growled at him and with that another boy entered. Another boy who insisted your infatuation towards the robin. Shazam, or more notably as his form right now, Billy Batson.

This was perfect, absolutely perfect. It was just what you needed.

“I see the two are together.” He mumbles walking towards Jon. Jon just nods and Billy’s response is a simple sigh, but simple things can make big differences. His eyes lit up like Jon’s running frenzy a while ago, a child on Christmas day. He nudged Jon and glanced at the door. Jon eyes lit up as well and he nodded once again.

“Well, I’ve got to go to the bathroom. Anyone else?” Billy asked walking towards the door.

“Didn’t you jus-”

“Me! Let’s go.” Jon raised his hand. They both exited the room and shut the door. Now, you were left awkwardly in the room with a person who you possibly like. You could leave, but it would just leave Damian lonely.

“What the hell was he talking about?” Damian asked walk sitting down on a chair. You sat down as well and took a deep breath. “He kept on teasing me because I liked you.” You paused for a moment to see Damian’s reaction. His face went completely burned up, but he somehow still managed to look you in eyes.

“But uhm, no offense, but I’m not sure if I do.” You said looking down. Something broke in Damian’s heart, but either way he was determined to help you get your feelings sorted.

“Why not?” He was barely uttered. He was still in shock, because of your confession. At the same time he was shattered on the subject of not truly knowing whether or not you loved him. He knew he loved you, he admitted it to himself for months already. Honestly, He was trying his best not to break the

“Well, what exactly is love?” You asked looking back at him. You were looking at each other deeply, both relishing the moment. He did not know how to say this. He did not know how to explain love himself, but he tried his best.

“Well, it’s when someone just takes away your breath in a good way and she makes you feel less shitty and not want to kill the rest of humanity. She gives you hope. Essentially,she just makes everything feel alright.”  He gave a slight smile hoping he at least lightened the situation. You were in awe at the poetic description of what he felt Love was. Your mind was set and you were ready to reveal your feelings.

“Oh, then I’m sorry Dami, If this is going to turn out to be a bit awkward.” You trailed off quietly. In that moment his tiny heart was definitely crushed into a million pieces.He smile turned into a quiet frown.

You pulled his face closer to yours, and planted a kiss on his lips. He was surprised at first, but then eventually went along with it. He caressed your cheek gently which made you feel safe.It felt true, passionate and right. You knew now that you genuinely did love him, you were just scared such a terrifying thing. You both pulled away.

“Don’t worry that wasn’t awkward.” He replied with the biggest grin on his face.

“I guess I should thank Billy and Jon.”

Hwang Minhyun Best Friends to Lovers!

request: plz do Minhyun besties to lovers!

request: can you do marriage life scenarios with minhyun?

i combined the requests but if you’d like the marriage life separately, feel free to request again!

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Old friends, please do me a favor if you have the bandwidth. You know @kyrieanne and I have been working together for the last three years on various projects. I love her dearly. She’s incredibly compassionate and patient in ways that I wish I were. The world would be a better place if more people like her. Anyway. She’s having an absolute shit day. A lot of people she loves are going through really hard, heartbreaking things and if you love her or any of her work, now would be a good time to remind her.

do you ever realize how crazy it is that tony and loki haven’t interacted since 2012 and there are still tons of people who ship it

Will You Go to Prom With Me

Originally posted by holyhalehottness

Requested by @zhiwatari 

Request: May I get a Brett Talbot x fem!Reader plz?  Like the two have been best friends since they were little, and maybe prom was happening soon and the reader asked a guy (not brett because she thinks he doesnt like her) he denied her, so on prom brett takes her but like made it super romantic to confess to her.  Super fluffy or something  <3 plz.             

I was heartbroken. I had just asked one of my two crushes to go to Prom with me, and he said no. In front of his friends too! It was embarrassing and humiliating. I had tears in my eyes as I made my way through my door. Who was I going to go with now? 

Now, I did say that I had two crushes, so why not ask my other one? Well, the problem with that was that my other crush was my best friend, Brett Talbot. I would ask him, but I didn’t want to get rejected by him and ruin our friendship. I didn’t want to ruin it since we had been best friends since we were kids. 

I sat on my bed, drowning in my own sorrow, when my phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, I saw that I was Brett.  I answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. I just wanted to call and see how things were going.” He said.


“How did things go with you know who?” 

“He said no. It’s humiliating.” I stated, looking down though he couldn’t see me. 

“Aw. I’m sorry, Y/N. Look, meet me tonight at the park. 8 o’clock.”

“Okay. I will. See you later.” 

“Bye.” And then we hung up.

I left the house at 7:30 to be at the park on time. I was at the park by 7:45. Brett was already there. I got out of the car, and walked up to him. “Hey, Brett.” 


“So, what did you want to talk about?” 

He pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. My eyes widened. “What are those for?”

“You. I wanted to ask you something very important.” He said.


“Will you go to Prom with me?” 

My eyes widened, “What?”

“Prom. Will you go? With me?” He repeated. 

“Yes! Of course!” I ran up to him and hugged him. I held on tight, and didn’t let go. “I didn’t actually think I would go with you. I mean, I wanted to, but I didn’t think that you would say yes.” I rambled on.

He laughed and held on to me tight. Then he let go, pulled back and looked me in the eyes. “I’ve wanted to do this for the longest time.” 

I gave him a curious look before he leaned in a kissed me. I kissed back, and wrapped my arms around his neck. When we pulled away, used the flowers to cover his face, and then he held them out to me. “Thanks, Brett.” 

“Anything for you.” 

When Prom night came around, it was the best night of my life. Brett and I danced and sang to the songs. We had the greatest night and when it was all over, I was so happy that I got to go with my best friend, and the person that I loved.