and I came back with a sweater

I’m sitting outside my apartment. I’m locked out. I miss you. I’m leaving you alone not because I don’t want you. But because I think I’m annoying you. I’m waiting for you to text or call me and tell me you miss me because I have missed you the entire time. I felt love. Do you remember when I came to your house. And I layed on your bed. On my back. And you bent over me and sang. We sang to the music playing blue toothed from your iPod. I felt love. I stood on my tippy toes to kiss you because you’re 6’3 and I’m just 4’11. I grabbed your body and wrapped my arms around you. Wearing you sweater that’s to big on me. My hair was messy. And my makeup almost all rubbed off. I felt love. And now I sit here on the floor outside my apartment door. Thinking about you. Your voice. Your warm hugs. Your beautiful bluish green eyes. And all your amazing qualities. I want you to hold me like you did. Running your finger tips up and down the sides of my leg. Right now. I don’t feel love.
—  t.g.
Things I’m still thinking about post-Gravity Falls finale

In no particular order

- Mabel made sweaters for EVERYONE

- Stan and Ford love Dipper and Mabel SO much, and it was heartbreaking to watch their pain and desperation when Bill lost his shit

- Bill came THIS close to snapping his fingers and killing Mabel

- Mabel sprayed Bill (all-powerful chaos demon who is in her face threatening her) in his new eye with spray paint, and Grunkle Stan was proud

- Bill singing

- Bill saying he has children to torture and make into corpses

- Bill in general for that whole episode holy shit

- How we all realised it was Stan and not Ford making the deal at the last second

- “Oh, hey there…kiddo. What’s your name?” & “Ha…Grunkle Stan?”

- Ford hugging Stan and crying

- Mabel desperately grabbing her scrapbook and sitting by Stan’s side to try to make him remember



- Bill pouting like a fucking baby when Ford reminds him of the rules

- Touch the hillbilly

- Blubbs and Durland

- “Oh no, it’s Bill…that’s what you’re all thinking, right?”

- Stan O War II

- “What’s an anime?”

- McGucket forgiving Ford

- “Guess I WAS good for something after all…”

- “I invoke the ancient power that I may return.”

- Pacifica wrapping presents for Dipper and Mabel

- The entire closing credits scene

- The fucking Shacktron

Hq boys as customers I've seen in retail

so as soon as I started my job at a bra store i immediately noticed so many different types of boyfriends/husbands/partners that come in with their gf/alone and idk why but I couldn’t stop thinking about this


- He’s that one boyfriend who was literally 6′4 and his girlfriend wanted a bra that was on the very top, so when I went to get the stick that lets me get it down, he went “nah, it’s all good” and reached it easily. He also helped me put it back

- blushed the entire time he was in the store


- The one dude who came in and his eyes lit up when he saw the stationary we had. Spent the entire time looking at things and ended up buying a lotion for himself 

- “why dont they make coconut lotion where I shop??” 


- The dude who was helping his girlfriend pick out sweaters. When she tried something on he went, “oh no, thats way too big. You need a small. and maybe in red” 

- Almost cared more than his girlfriend about style and shopping


- The one guy who came in and super sneakily checked out something for his wife while she wasn’t looking

- told me thank you like 7 times


- That one guy who always comes in and you know he’s a fuckboy. Backwards hat and a lil loud but when he waits in the fitting room for his gf he’s quiet and slightly red


- The one who looks aloof but perks up when he hears the deals we have 

- “Did you hear? The bras are only $20 today. You should get some.” 

Never Be The Same: Part 2

Sirius: *smirks* Physically. 

Remus: *pauses, staring* Wait… those are the clothes you came in. 

Sirius: *shrugs, glancing down at the muddied jacket* This is all I’ve got.

Remus: *rummages for a minute and pulls out a clean sweater* 

Sirius: *glances down at the sweater and freezes, his face going pale* 

Remus: *frantic* I’m so sorry… They… they let me keep it after… 

Sirius: It’s fine. *Takes a deep, shuddering breath* It’s alright Rem. *slowly picks the shirt back up* 

Sirius: … Yes… are you alright with that?

Remus: Of course I am. 

Remus: *nods* 

Remus: Only one room, but the bed’s big enough for both of us. 

To Be Continued

I finally finished that Kevamie wip from a million years ago! So the story is that after Kevin gets back from his hip hop dance class, he discovers Jamie passed out down by the boardwalk cause he was practicing acting (in his lucky sweater) while in the blazing hot sun like a freakin’ dork. But luckily for him the bae was close by to take care of him u_u dA link

And here’s the textless version and the background by itself cause damn, I spent hours on it and I am very proud on how it came out!

Art Blog~

The Power of Mabel Week: Day 1 – I Trust You

“We should talk about the day I came back.” Ford said, sitting beside Stan on the couch.

Stan shrugged, sniffing at the bottle of pink, fizzing liquid that Mabel had given him earlier. “Works for me.”

“When I first returned I…I reacted badly. Very badly. …Do…you remember?”

Stan put the bottle down, frowning. “Not really…” he said. But his tone was uncertain. Ford saw him rub his left cheek, absentmindedly.

“You asked me to thank you…” Ford said. “And I acted indignant. I was too proud and blind to see that you’d most likely saved my life. Certainly saved me from an existence trapped in the space between dimensions.”

Stan didn’t respond, only stared out into the distance. That was probably a good sign. It often meant he was remembering something. Ford kept talking.

“I…did thank you some time later, in the Fearamid. But it was under duress. It wasn’t…” he sighed. How was it so easy to articulate himself when speaking on so many topics, and so impossible at times like these? He decided to skip to the words he truly wanted to say.

“…Thank you, Stanley. Thank you for everything. For every year you spent working on the portal. Thank you for saving me.”

Ford wasn’t sure what he’d expected from Stan’s reaction. Joy, he’d hoped for. Satisfaction or relief he’d have liked…he’d considered the possibility of anger or reproach, but instead of any of these he was still staring into the middle distance. Ford was considering asking if Stan had heard him when he spoke.

“Mabel.” Stan said finally. “You should thank Mabel too.”

Ford blinked. “…Mabel? Why her?”

Stan turned to him, raising an eyebrow. “Nobody told you?”

sugaedkookies  asked:

i bought my peach ver pt.2 today and i literally got my hoseok pc in between yoongi's this is too yoonseok for me even my album ships them

/mind whispers/ This is your chance…turn the fandom into YoonSeok shippers…here comes the YoonSeok feels fam..It’s now or never…I was born for this moment.

When being straight was a phase.

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When Yoongi couldn’t hold back the lovesick thirst.

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Look at this skinship FAM ARE YOU GETTING THIS

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When he back hug was all it took for me to self combust.

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When Hoseok and Yoongi bought couple sweaters.

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And this gif that looks like it came straight out of a goddamn fanfiction.

Originally posted by omgrandompage4

When even YoonSeok decided the origins of ‘Sobi’.

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And though Yoongi is dead inside, he can’t stop finding Hoseok cute like?

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When the freaking prologue sold my feels to the YoonSeok side.

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And finally this precious gif that should seal the deal for anyone who isn’t shipping YoonSeok yet.

If yall don’t feel this, you don’t have a heart. I certify this with my YoonSeok heart.

70% Wool (Wonwoo)

type: oneshot

genre: fluff/crack?

synopsis: Wonwoo is convinced you have a chronic obsession with his sweaters

a/n: Eternally obsessed with wonwoo’s grey sweater. Also I might’ve gone too extreme lol

“Is that…my sweater?”


“Yes, it is. I know that sweater. I wore it last week.”

“Uh, no you didn’t…”

Wonwoo’s glare cuts through your lie. You stand awkwardly from your spot on the stairs. You know he’s aware of you taking his clothes, but you really don’t want to go back and change when you just came downstairs. Besides, his clothes always look better on you. 

Wonwoo sighs before leaning back into the couch and looking up at the ceiling. “What is with you and my sweaters?”

“Nothing. I just like to wear them.” You shrug, playing with the overly long sleeves of his grey pullover. “Why do you care so much?”

“Because I just wanna know.”

“I mean, I’m not a special case or anything,” You laugh. “Lots of girls steal their boyfriends’ sweaters.”

Wonwoo lifts his head to look at you. “Okay, but I want a solid reason. Does it make you feel a certain way? Does it…make you feel proud?”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. It’s not like you’re a celebrity and I’m a fan.”

“Well, you must be if you’re taking my sweaters all the time.”

That’s really not it. You think, stretching the sweater sleeves over your knuckles. It’s embarrassing to admit, but Wonwoo is the first boyfriend you’ve ever had. You always dreamed about wearing “the boyfriend’s hoodie”. It was a cute concept to you and you loved how Wonwoo’s sweaters felt on you; warm and comfortable, just like Wonwoo. But obviously, I’m not telling him that. You blush at the thought. That would be embarrassing.

Wonwoo waves a hand in front of you. “Hello? Are you gonna tell me?” 

You roll your eyes. “Fine, I’ll tell you why.”

You walk over to him and bend down to meet his gaze. Your lips briefly smack his ear as you lean in closer. He visibly stiffens and you resist a smile before whispering, “Just kidding.” 

Wonwoo’s jaw drops and you peck him on the cheek before stepping back with a smug expression on your face. Satisfied, you grin at his expression before turning on your heel and walking away. 

“Why can’t you just tell me!” He wails.

“Tell me.” 

You jump in surprise, dropping your phone onto the hardwood floor, as you turn around to find Wonwoo’s deep feline eyes piercing through your soul. His breath is warm on your neck and you can feel his lips touching your ear. The prickly ends of his inky black locks tickle your skin and his hands are resting on the back of your desk chair. 

“Jeez, don’t do that.” You blink rapidly before shaking your head. 

Wonwoo leans back. “Well? Why?”

“Why what?” You sigh, feigning innocence as you lean down to get your phone. 

“Why do you borrow my sweaters?”

You knew this was coming. Even though you had managed to successfully avoid him the past few days, today he found the chance to pounce on you about it. It’s confusing as to why he’s so persistent, but you had brushed it off as typical Wonwoo. Eventually he’ll forget about it. You thought.

Unfortunately, that didn’t work out.

“Wonwoo, it’s not a big deal. Honestly, it’s just me wearing my boyfriend’s clothing.

“If it’s not a big deal, why won’t you tell me?” 

You open your mouth before slowly closing it. You don’t want to go there. “I just. Can’t?” 


You feel the heat rising on your neck. Feeling the pressure of his stare, you look down at your lap. “It’s embarrassing.” You mumble.

He steps to the side and swivels your chair away from the desk. A squeak leaves your mouth as he stops you from spinning and kneels in front of you.

“I’m not gonna laugh at you. Promise.” He says softly. 

Fidgeting, you feel the tips of your ears burn. Your fingers dig deeper into the cushy fabric of his bunched yellow crewneck. You look at the space around Wonwoo’s face before glancing at him. His dark eyes glint as the light passes through them and your cheeks flame. 

“When you’re not there…” You mumble. Wonwoo raises an eyebrow.

“I like to wear your sweaters. They remind me of you when I’m lonely.”

Eyes downcast, you stop pressing into the sleeves of Wonwoo’s buttery yellow sweater. The awkward silence filling empty space forces you to open your eyes. Blinking, you see Wonwoo curled up in a ball, crouched with his hands on his face. To your amusement, his ears are pink. 

“That’s really cute…” Wonwoo mumbles in his deep voice. 

Embarrassed, you slap him on the head with his sweater sleeve. “You’re making this situation worse for me!”

“Why are you hitting me!”

Face red, you hear Wonwoo curse under his breath before looking up. His cheeks are just as rosy as yours and it makes you laugh. 

“Don’t laugh at me.” Wonwoo cutely whines as you pat his head with a smile.

ok while im on the topic of booby lunchman i have a Story from my show i would like to share

so when Bo came out he was wearing a sweater and pretty early into the show he decided to take it off, and when he did a guy in the front shouted “toss it” and Bo was at first just like wtf but then he was like “ok you want me to toss it?????” and then he just threw the sweater towards the back of the stage lmao

but then he went into this whole improvised rant asking the guy if that’s how he goes about his life. just asking for people to toss things he hasn’t earned. like if he shows up to a job interview and he’s just like “i know i have no credentials but why don’t you just… toss it.” Walks up to a girl way out of his league and is just like “hey. [head nod] toss it.” I don’t remember all of it but he finished up with “boy you’re gonna love salad bars” and it was so funny Ok

then for the rest of the show he just kept working in the phrase “toss it” at random times. all the way up to the encore when he was doing oh bo at the part where he’s usually like “chorus is comin up” he fuckin said “toss it” i hate him thanks

So Romwe just came out with their Back to School Collection and first I love it so much and second I thought you guys would too so here’s some of my favorite pieces that are on sale right now (up to 75% off) until September 11!!!!! Plus I already have that backpack because I needed one of college and I’m amazed!

Have fun shopping and message me if you need anything!!