and i mean that's pretty cool

So I got my housing assignment for this summer with Microsoft, which I’m real grateful for to start because “hey find a place for yourself to live in this unfamiliar area” sounds exactly like the stress-inducing kinda thing I Would Like To Avoid. So the fact that they’re like “yeah here’s your address have fun” is like??? cool thank you sweet thats one less Adult Thing i gotta worry about

But also, the apartment is fully furnished already??? nice??? they got a huge ass list of things that are already included in the accommodations and i pretty much dont need to bring anything thats wild

but the REAL thing that has me laughing is this part of the list

namely

its possible they mean “if your apartment is a two-bedroom apartment, then there’s a TV in the second bedroom” 

my apartment is one-bedroom. so ive decided to interpret this as “yeah when you walk into the bedroom theres the TV and the Second TV to Double The TV Experience.”

my dream is to sit on my bed absolutely wall-eyed simultaneously watching two TV channels, like how the kings live

Educating a Friend
  • Me: So, let's say that you're at school and you see a guy you know. I mean, you guys talk every once in a while and he's pretty cool, but you're not like friends or anything. You just talk to him every once in a while.
  • Guy Friend: What's his name?
  • Me: I don't know. Frank?
  • Guy Friend: No.
  • Me: Okay, fine. His name is Will. Okay?
  • Guy Friend: I don't think it really suits him, but okay.
  • Me: ...So anyway, you're at school during lunchtime and you see Will. So, you notice Will's not eating anything. That's when you realize that Will has no lunch, no money for lunch, and no way of getting either. He's just sitting there like he normally would. He's not acting any differently and he's not asking anyone for anything. Not money, not a fry, not even a salt packet, but you know he's gotta be hungry. So, what do you do?
  • Guy Friend: Do I have any money?
  • Me: Yeah. You have enough for you and another meal.
  • Guy Friend: Duh, I buy him lunch.
  • Me: Okay, cool. So, like you said, you buy him lunch. You buy your lunch and you buy his lunch and you go over and hand it to him. And, he says, "Wow. You know, that's really nice of you, but I wasn't gonna ask anyone for lunch. I was probably just gonna wait until I got home to eat." And, then you say--
  • Guy Friend: Nah, it's cool.
  • Me: Exactly. You say, "Nah, it's cool. I'm just being nice. It's a gift." And, Will says, "You know, that's awesome. You're really nice, bro." And, after that, you guys start hanging out. You guys are like really good buds. You are always hanging out and laughing and just having a good time. So, you guys are friends for a few months, and it's tons of fun. Then, one day, you go up to Will and you say, "Hey, Will, you know, I've been thinking, and I kinda want that five bucks."
  • Guy Friend: What five bucks?
  • Me: Hold on. I'm getting there. So, Will says, "What five bucks?" To which, you reply, "Well, we've been hanging out for a long time and it's been really fun, but like, I've done a lot of really nice things for you. Like, I'm always nice to you and I always listen and do things you wanna do, so I was thinking that because I've been so nice, you should pay me back that five bucks I spent to get your lunch right before we started really hanging out."
  • Guy Friend: What? Why would I--
  • Me: I'm not done yet. So, then Will looks kinda hurt and he says, "But I thought you were just being nice. I thought that was just a gift." So, you say, "Whether or not it was a gift, don't you think you kinda owe me that five bucks since I've been so nice to you?" And, Will says, "No. I don't think I owe you that!" And you get mad, so you say, "Well, I think that you do, so I think you're being really shitty and stuck up about this and I feel like I've been completely wronged."
  • Guy Friend: Oh, my God. That's so fucked up of me. I would never do that to Will. Will was nice. We were buds. That's way screwed.
  • Me: I know, right? Hey, just wondering, have you ever heard of this fictional place called "The Friendzone?"
  • Guy Friend: Well, yeah, but...
  • Guy Friend: ...
  • Guy Friend: ...
  • Guy Friend: oh

rosesalts  asked:

hi there!! you hinted that your recent trip to ireland was at least partially related to dreamertrilogy research. it got me wondering, is there going to be any uses of (or reference to) the irish language in those books?? most people aren't even aware that we have a native language that's still taught, and spoken in some regions as the vernacular, so it would be super cool to know if that's something else myself and other irish fans could look forward to seeing. go raibh míle maith agat!! xx

Dear rosesalts,

The dreamer trilogy has everything I like in it, which means that so far it is pretty batshit. But it also means that it is full of Celtic stuff, and in particular a lot of Irish stuff. I don’t know yet if I’ll use any Irish (if I do, I’m lucky enough to have a friend who is a professor of Irish linguistics, which is good, because slender vowels confuse me) but I do know that it already is leaning hard on many of the Irish stories I grew up with.

I really would like an excuse to make every trip to Ireland tax deductible, too, so we’ll see.

urs,

Stiefvater 

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This is hard, Anon. I mean, I think Kacchan growing up, he wouldn’t change so much physically. Maybe grow taller I guess. He already has a great body lol and his hairstyle is really hopeless… plus his costume also has a great design. It’s quite hard to top that haha

However, I think most of his growth would be for his personality. Unlike some of us fans think, it never did seem to me that Kacchan would even consider becoming a villain. So, growing up, he’ll mature and learn how to become an actual Hero with aligned morals and vastly improved cooperation skills.

By the way I got some fun fact for manga readers at the end of the tags. (might be considered spoilers for anime watchers only)

Bonus:

Mr Darcy as in the 1995 miniseries :) because I love Colin Firth, and it hurts me that he looks so little like him. This is dedicated to my friend, @bea-doodles, who doesn’t like Pride and Prejudice, doesn’t know Colin Firth and if anything actively dislikes him, solely because despite all of this I have conditioned her to affectionately greet Colin Firth when she sees a picture of him, without realising she’s doing it - and she resents me for it.

First Love (Part 2)

Summary: Suga’s sister wants to spend more time with her brother, unfortunately for you, you want to keep your relationship a secret from your best friend.

Pairings: Min Yoongi (Suga)/ Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3.7k

Part 1 | Masterlist | Part 3

A/N: Sorry that my smut is a little too explicit

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anonymous asked:

dont know if you take requests but what if this scenario in which harry tells you like "we should live together" and you agree and then you get into sort of a fight cause you ask when he's moving in and he was like well won't you move in with me? (i mean his place bigger anyway) and she was "well im not gonna move out of my place that's next to my job/friends and move in to yours when you're gone all the time" it's angsty/fluff thingy

Ah I hope you like it! Thanks for sending in a request, have a lovely week x


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Jung Sewoon Enemies to Lovers Scenario!

I’ve sort of morphed together two anon requests to create my first Sewoon scenario, enjoy! (You + Jung Sewoon)

  • You and Sewoon were both music majors in college at a competitive music college that accepted very few students
  • You were majoring in piano performance, Sewoon was majoring in music composition
  • Sewoon was your senior at the school, and he was relatively famous at the school for being in a band and composing songs for others at the school and artists
  • In the band, he played guitar and sang, making him the “face” of the group, leading to widespread popularity
  • Because of this, you already knew exactly who he was before even getting accepted to the school
  • However, you (and pretty much everyone else) didn’t have any actual information on his personality outside of his music skills and band persona
  • He was relatively quiet in the classroom, only seen talking with his best friends Jaehwan, Youngmin, and Donghyun
  • (Sewoon and Jaehwan were actually caught wildly giggling together in class once, a rumor that had spread around the school earlier that year)
  • Basically anything that Sewoon did was talked about, but he didn’t really do anything about the attention
  •  You had gone through your freshman year without many problems, it was a pretty normal year
  • So when you returned to school for sophomore year, the last thing you expected was to find that your dorm room assignment was right across the hall from Sewoon and Jaehwan
  • Like you open your door and bAM thats their room ! ! 
  • You were pretty nervous at first about this situation, because lets be real who wouldn’t be… the two were practically celebrities at the school (Jaehwan was highly regarded by the students because of his stellar performance on a singing variety show)
  • It was really cool at first, being so close to Sewoon and Jaehwan on a daily basis, even though you never talked to them lol (I mean, they were practically celebrities at this point)
  • You would always greet them politely, though, at least at the beginning of the school year
  • But that got old FAST
  • The long nights of singing and guitar strumming quickly turned from interesting to heLLISH
  • Like how are you supposed to sleep if the two decide to sing the Jurassic Park theme on repeat at 3 in the morning
  • Soon, you were absolutely tired of the both of them (physically and mentally), and after holding back for weeks, you finally ended up bursting one night when they just wouldn’t stop singing: this time it was Sewoon doing impressions and Jaehwan maniacally laughing in response
  • So in a matter of seconds, you immediately switched from being some harmless neighbor to psYCHO BITCH and gave the two roommates a piece of your mind
  • It really was a frightening sight: you screaming at the top of your lungs in a ginormous t-shirt, your hair going every which way, a consequence of rolling around in bed for hours
  • Jaehwan immediately apologized, but you didn’t hear Sewoon mutter under his breath “this is a music school, what do you expect”
  • (good thing you didn’t hear that, or who knows what would have happened)
  • Anyway you thought it would be all fine and dandy after that, as you headed into your room, but as you closed your door you heard Jaehwan being the idiot he is, claiming that your hair looked like Chewbacca if he “walked straight into a hurricane”
  • You whipped the door back open to scream some more, only to come face to face with Sehwan’s closed door
  • You sighed and gave up, climbing up to your bed to attempt to save the last hours of sleep you had left
  • The next morning, before heading to classes, you met Sewoon in the hall outside your door coincidentally
  • Not the best timing; you were still pissed at the whole Chewbacca thing
  • “Ah, (Y/N), good morning… I see you’ve… improved your hairstyle”, he greeted you, unable to hold back a mischievous smile at his own “joke”
  • It was the first time he had ever called you by your name, but you weren’t starstruck at all; if anything this comment worsened your mood
  • You didn’t have it in you to respond, and just blankly stared at him before walking away
  • Your anger subsided throughout the day, but when you returned back to your dorm in the evening, you were greeted with the undeniably pleasant but to you, angering sounds of a strumming guitar and a quiet voice
  • You dumped your backpack in your room and immediately walked over to Sehwan’s room, banging on the door
  • “It hasn’t even been one day, can y’all just stop fucking playing for one second??” you screamed at the closed door, once again looking like a crazy person
  • “Or can you just go play in a practice room or a common room or literally anywhere el–” you continued, your rant suddenly coming to a stop when the door opened, revealing a calm-looking Sewoon, his soft eyes meeting your gaze
  • You were taken aback: based on looks alone, he really could be a rockstar or a boyband member or a solo artist or a CEO or a male model the possibilities are endless
  • Just like that, your anger was drifting away (Sewoon is Powerful), and it took all your might to keep a stern face
  • But that didn’t last long, when Sewoon finally spoke
  • “(Y/N). You realize this is a music school, right? Am I not allowed to practice in my room? This is for my career as well. Think about that,” he calmly said, closing the door
  • You were unable to respond to that, but still angry: just because it’s a music school doesn’t mean they have to play at night every day… right?
  • Your mind ran wild with insults and angry justifications for his behavior: He really let the “fame” get to his head, didn’t he. His band’s songs are lame anyways, whatever… 
  • But for the next month or so, your sleep was interrupted every day in the wee hours of the morning, after a few quiet hours from 10pm to then
  • Jaehwan and Sewoon thought you would be asleep by then, and resumed their practicing/singing/screaming
  • At first, you would confront the two every day, but after seeing absolutely no change (“we thought you were asleep sorry”), you just bought a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, which seemed to do the job (despite how uncomfortable it was sleeping with them on)
  • Other than those few meetings, you never met with Sewoon – the two of you just mutually and individually decided that talking with the other would not result in anything good
  • Jaehwan seemed politer though, and you always met him with a smile
  • But one night at the end of the first semester, you were surprised to hear a knock on your door – a switch from the times when you always used to bang on Sehwan’s door
  • You were getting ready to sleep, and opened your door… who was disturbing your nighttime routine?
  • It was Sewoon, looking like he hadn’t slept in days, looking like a crazy musician, and your expression immediately turned unpleasant
  • You were prepared to argue with him about whatever he had to say but fighting was apparently the last thing on his mind
  • “(Y/N), Jaehwan’s not here and I really need someone to run this piano verse by for an assignment due tomorrow; I need to experiment with the guitar while I hear it in the background, can you please help me I really urgently need this or I wouldn’t be asking” he rambled, some of his words completely incoherent
  • And how could you be angry at that? For the first time he looked not like this star of the school but instead like a normal college sleep-deprived kid, and you had to admit that was adorable
  • “Yeah, sure, let’s make it quick though,” you said, as he lead you into his room
  • “Sorry about the mess, I’ve kind of been busy lately,” Sewoon muttered as the two of you stepped around his strewn-about clothes and cans of energy drinks
  • You sat at the piano, where Sewoon set a piece of handwritten sheet music on its stand
  • Sewoon grabbed his guitar and sat on the bench, right next to you, your knees meeting under the piano
  • “Sorry about that (Y/N), I’d like to see the music as well,”
  • “It… it’s fine,” you mumbled, the words tumbling out of your mouth as a blush coated your cheeks: the position you two were in was… innocent but intimate
  • “Okay, you can start now,” Sewoon’s soft voice snapping you out of your daze
  • You began to sightread the music, and Sewoon’s guitar jumped out with random notes and chords, melting the sounds of both into a beautiful mixture that satisfied your ears
  • “Oh (Y/N), stop there hold on one second,” Sewoon breathed, grabbing a nearby pen and paper before he started furiously writing notes and rhythms
  • You were shocked at the sight: he really was a true musician, a genius even, and you didn’t understand the amount of effort he put into his songwriting until now
  • He asked you to play again suddenly, and he would pluck out the tune again in perfect harmony
  • At times he made you play a part over and over again before deciding if it was good enough, shocking you with how caring he was about a single measure, a perfectionist indeed
  • This pattern kept on going for hours: Sewoon asking you to play and then telling you to stop when inspiration hit him
  • Time flew by, and you had no idea how much fun you were having – sometimes you added in your own little flairs to the piece, causing Sewoon to add the bits he liked into the music permanently
  • Despite how much you two had despised one another, you made a good team 
  • Sometimes your arms would bang on one another’s while playing, causing the both of you to laugh when wrong notes were hit as a result
  • You really felt yourself enjoying the time you spent with him: as a performer, you practiced a lot, but you had never experienced how much creativity it took to write music
  • He wasn’t just this incredibly beautiful and popular guy: he was talented and hardworking as well, and you felt the respect for him welling up inside of you
  • In the middle of the morning, Sewoon was finally finished with his writing
  • “Thanks so much for your help (Y/N), I would’ve been up all night if it weren’t for you… it’s so much more time efficient when I don’t have to play both parts,”
  • “It’s no problem,” you mumbled back, glancing shyly at Sewoon in response
  • You two stared at each other for a moment, still right next to each other on the bench, before Sewoon’s gaze snapped away and broke the silence
  • “It’s already 2, you should get back to your room,”
  • What?? 2??? Already?? I haven’t even been here that long, you thought, before checking your phone and gasping in shock, making Sewoon laugh
  • You had given up your precious sleep to be with him, and for some reason you weren’t mad at all about that
  • You stood up, ready to leave, but the thoughts you’d been having escaped your mind and out your mouth
  • “That was actually kinda fun, sorry I stayed so late… if you need help in the future just let me know,” you said, immediately getting embarrassed at your own words
  • Sewoon hit you with that charming smile, replying that “it was fun, nighttime is actually when I write best, so this isn’t late for me, no worries”
  • “Oh that’s why you–” you began, realizing that all those noises at the middle of the night were literally Sewoon composing like he had been today
  • You felt like an asshole and quickly bid him goodnight before escaping his room and jumping on your bed to attempt to sleep
  • But even though it was the middle of the night, much past your bedtime, you couldn’t seem to stop your mind from racing and your heart from beating about what had just happened
  • From then on, instead of meeting Sewoon with a glare or ignoring him completely when you saw him, you would subconsciously sneak glances at him or smile or blush and get all fluffy inside
  • You two would actually talk sometimes now, making Jaehwan completely confused on what changed the relationship between the two of you so dramatically
  • You suddenly didn’t mind the nighttime music sessions, and you actually found yourself falling asleep to the sounds of Sewoon and Jaehwan’s voices singing together
  • You weren’t sure if you two were friends now and didn’t know if you should approach him again or what
  • But about a week later, Sewoon approached you himself, thanking you for your help and letting you know that he had aced the assignment
  • You envied his being able to come talk to you like it was nothing (but little did you know that Sewoon had been looking for an excuse to talk to you again after that night
  • “Oh, I’m glad everything worked out, you really worked very hard on that”
  • “Thanks, I couldn’t have done it without your help, (Y/N),”
  • *cue awkward silence of twiddling fingers and stealing glances at one another
  • “Uh, so to repay you for that, if you want I can help you learn some guitar, it seemed like you were really interested that night,” Sewoon coughed out, nervously glancing at you (looking like a complete 180 (or 360 as ong would say) from his confidence-exuding stage presence)
  • “Oh, y-yeah sure that sounds fine, I mean I’d really like that,” you replied, this whole situation not making it any easier for you to focus
  • “Okay, Jaehwan won’t be here again tonight so just pop in when you’re free?”
  • “Sure, yeah, will do,” you replied, the both of you standing there for another second before waving goodbye and walking in different directions
  • For the rest of that day you couldn’t stop thinking about your meeting/lesson/date thing with Sewoon (what was it??) and zoomed back to your dorm after classes, stressing about what to wear and how you looked before giving up and settling for your normal sleep outfit
  • Don’t get ahead of yourself, (Y/N)
  • You had no idea how you had gone from hating this guy to now… whatever you felt about him, but either way you weren’t thinking about it
  • That evening, you knocked on Sewoon’s door, and he opened it for your eyes to be greeted with a completely cleaned room
  • “Wow, Sewoon, you clean up well,”
  • “I assume you mean the room, not me,” Sewoon laughed back at you, as you finally looked at him, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants lol
  • “You look really good too,” you let out accidentally, mentally kicking yourself as you caught Sewoon’s smile at your response, teasingly raising his eyebrows
  • The two of you walked into his room, Sewoon telling you to take a seat on his bed because that’d be the most comfortable place for you two to sit
  • He grabbed his guitar and sat next to you on the bed, immediately placing his guitar into your hands
  • “Uh, Sewoon, isn’t this your guitar,” you whispered nervously: it must be incredibly expensive, Sewoon was known for being extremely attached to and taking perfect care of his instruments
  • “It’s fine, (Y/N), I trust you, for now…” he replied, poking you
  • He started by teaching you the strings of the guitar and how to hold it, his fingers occasionally brushing yours, and his arm purposefully holding yours to demonstrate how to carry it
  • You felt his chest softly pressing against your shoulder and part of your back, and you thought that there was no way you would be focusing on the actual lesson
  • After that though, Sewoon let you play by yourself, you quickly picking up easy tunes like twinkle twinkle little star and hot cross buns (aw)
  • Your “lesson” thing lasted about an hour, and you actually started learning well – Sewoon was a great teacher
  • The lessons became a regular occurrence, happening most nights if not all, at the same time every day: Sewoon claimed that Jaehwan had an activity every night during that time anyway, so it’d be fine for you to come over
  • (what you didn’t know was Jaehwan was banished to a practice room or Youngmin/Donghyun’s room every night per instruction of Sewoon SLKDFJ LOL)
  • Sometimes your meetings would morph into a jam session, with you either playing like a n00b on the guitar or like a virtuoso on the piano, the both of you having a lot of fun together
  • One day Jaehwan got tired of having to wait forever to leave you two alone, and crashed your party, screaming “JUST DATE ALREADY WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO SUFFER FOR THIS”
  • “Wait, why are you suffering, Jaehwan,” you asked, unknowing of the situation
  • “SEWOON KEEPS KICKING ME OUT SO THAT HE CAN BE WITH YOU BECAUSE HE WON’T JUST TELL YOU ALREADY THAT HE–” Jaehwan exploded before Sewoon tackled him out of the room, slapping a hand over Jaehwan’s mouth, closing and hardlocking the door so that Jaehwan couldn’t even get in with his key LOL
  • “Sorry about that, (Y/N), I was going to tell you eventually but I guess he pretty much did the job for me,” Sewoon mumbled, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck
  • “I am honestly so confused right now, I barely could hear what was going on, Jaehwan honestly just seems psychotic,” you replied
  • “Oh, well…” Sewoon started, grasping one of your hands, “it’s pretty obvious but we’ve been spending a lot of time together and you’re a really good musician and really cute and I like you a lot,” Sewoon spewed out, as you stared in awe at his blushing face
  • He looks… adorable.
  • “UGH FINALLY!” Jaehwan screamed from outside the door (he must be listening lol), but the both of you ignored him (hah take that psycho)
  • “oh- oh? You do?” was all you managed to get out
  • “I mean, if you don’t like me that’s completely fine, I don’t have a problem with continuing to teach you guitar, I’ll just have to charge you now,” Sewoon laughed out, attempting at a joke as he let go of your hand
  • But instinctively you grabbed his hand with the both of yours
  • “No– no! That’s totally not it I mean I really like you too you’re practically a musical genius and you’re really nice to me even though I treated you like an asshole at first and–,” you awkwardly rambled, Sewoon cutting your words off by pulling you tightly into a hug
  • You expected him to say something, but all Sewoon was giggle like a fool and unlock the door for Jaehwan with one of his hands
  • “Hyung you can come in now,” letting Jaehwan fling open the door to find the two of you all cuddled up on one another
  • “EW I’M LEAVING THAT’S SO GROSS GET AWAY FROM ME” Jaehwan screamed, leaving the two of you alone again, laughing at whatever the hell just happened in the past 10 minutes
  • And that was that: you and Sewoon had somehow transformed from enemies to lovers
  • Lots of music dates, you willingly compromised your sleeping schedule to play music with Sewoon, sometimes writing your own
  • Guitar lessons continued, but… they became less innocent than before (I’ll let you decide what that should mean heh)
  • Nighttime karaoke was not unusual, and Jaehwan couldn’t resist participating
  • The two of you learned from one another, and brought different perspectives to writing and playing
  • You supported him at his concerts #1 fan lol and he always came to your piano performances 
  • so darn cuTe yay
  • Music truly does bring people together :’)))

Originally posted by sweetiezjj


A/N: OMG this ended up way longer than I thought it would. Must be because I tried to incorporate both requests LOL whooops

also ahHH I feel so bad for not posting more in the past few days – I had to finish up exit presentations for my job but NOW I’M FREE for the most part so I promise to be a good admin and finish up all these requests! Thanks for your patience once again!!

  • Joey: you know, it's kinda weird that the lusii we've seen so far are mostly just like...weird versions of animals we have on earth.
  • Xefros: whats weird about them?
  • Joey: well, like, your big lazy slothdad thing-
  • Xefros: oh you mean ted?
  • Joey: yeah, sure, ted - we basically have sloths just like him on earth, but they're all way smaller!
  • Joey: but they're still known for being really slow and having those long arms!
  • Xefros: thats aXually pretty interesting!
  • Xefros: i didnt really think there were aliens that were so similar to trolls
  • Joey: me neither! i'm actually kinda surprised!
  • Xefros: we should check out that book you have and see if you can find more cool stuff about that!
  • Joey: okay, let's see...
  • Joey: "the ARACHNIS TITANUS"...
  • Joey: this one's basically a spider, but it's...
  • Joey: wait, HOW big is it!?
  • Joey: "...the arachnis titanus is known for its striking size and its tendency to hide in extremely large caves, raising their chosen troll and eventually manipulating them to bring it food in the form of other, unsuspecting trolls."
  • Joey: "for those who encounter such a lusus, survival is nigh impossible. for those who are burdened with living alongside one, it is highly suggested that one should put the creature on a vegetarian diet before it becomes too late."
  • Joey: what the FUCK?
  • Xefros: im kinda surprised they didnt just ask them to target lowbloods!
  • Xefros: usually thats what these kinds of things say but i guess that these spider things dont really discriminate X:)
  • Joey: i think lack of discrimination is the least of our worries with that thing...
Wanna One as Mean Girls Quotes
  • Jisung: "I'm not like a regular mom. I'm a cool mom."
  • Sungwoon: "That's why her hair is so big. It's full of secrets."
  • Minhyun: "So you agree? You think you're really pretty?"
  • Seongwoo: "I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me but I can't help it that I'm popular."
  • Jaehwan: "Boo, you whore."
  • Daniel: "On Wednesdays, we wear pink."
  • Woojin: ""'Made out with a hot dog'? Oh my god! That was one time!"
  • Jihoon: "You can't sit with us!"
  • Jinyoung: “One time, she punched me in the face. It was awesome.”
  • Daehwi: “I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.”
  • Guanlin: "And none for Gretchen Wieners. Bye!"

me-a-hopeless-romantic  asked:

Can you write the Connor x Internet friend! Reader as a fanfic. I would love it if you did.

Message Me || Connor Murphy x Reader (PART 1 OF 5)


requested : yep
prompt: n/a
pairing : connor murphy x reader
warnings : suicide plan mention
additional notes : reader is female, based off of a Connor X Internet friend reader headcanon by @watch-the-whole-world-disappear, they meet on tumblr, connor runs an Edgy™ Aesthetic Blog, WHICH I RUN BTW, NOT THAT THERES ANYTHING ON IT YET BUT YEAH FOLLOW ME AT @connor-fvckng-mvrphy lmao it’s a Connor roleplay blog


Bored. Bored. Bored.

Bored is such a boring word. In this moment, you’ve never heard a word that describes you so much.

You scroll listlessly through your tumblr, liking random images and quotes from this one aesthetic blog that you follow. Your eyes wander, not that you’re finding anything interesting, until you come across an interesting poem.   

dark-aesthetic🔃connor-fvckng-mvrphy 

I have to get this
off my chest before
I straighten every crooked object
offensive clutter distraction
OCD
nervous as fuck
I’ll pull out every hair
or tear my fingers off
If I don’t figure out how to look
in your eyes
without screaming

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I can’t remember anything before you
I can’t imagine anything without you
I want to live the rest of my life with you

But only if you think I’m cool
We should just kill ourselves

‘Interesting,‘ You think, 'Edgy, but very interesting.’

This guy (girl? other?) seems interesting. Relatable. You click on their name, intrigued.


At one click, you fall in love with the account. You follow on first sight.

According to his bio, his name is Connor and he’s seventeen. His posts consist of black-and-white photos of chipped nail-polish, of pale wrists with even paler scars zigzagged across the stick-thin appendage. Quotes by Poe, little poems like the first one you read. 

He’s tortured, you know. But you can’t bring yourself to message him, like the little stalker you are.

Hours of pouring over his account turn into days, days into weeks, until finally you have been an avid fan of his for a month. 

And then it all comes crashing down.

One day, you refresh your page, bored, and there’s a new post from him. Literally must have been posted not even a minute ago. 

connor-fvcking-mvrphy 

this is not going to be a great week
or year or life
or anything inbetween
i thought for a millisecond
that i had found a friend
a kindred spirit
but you fucking tore it up

fuck you, E.H.
your friend too
go ahead and laugh
laugh all you want
but will you be laughing when the school shooter is dead?

goodbye

You’re worried.

This poem…was not like the others.

This was angry. This was raw. This was…this was real.

You bite your lip. Your eyes flick down to the tags.

#suicide plan #goodbye

Shit. Your eyes widen and you click on your inbox, typing in a message frantically

you
hi I know you don’t know me but I just saw the tags on your newest poem and im freaking out
please please don’t kill yourself
I’m sorry it’s just your poems are really relatable and help me a lot and i feel like I’ve gotten to know you through them and oh my god you probably think I’m so creepy I’m so sorry

You wait, terrified, for a response.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three,

four,

five.

There is no answer, and you bury your head in your pillow and try not to cry. You can’t help it, your shoulders shake with wracking sobs. You probably failed at saving this guy, you failed so bad. You suck, oh god, you suck.

After another five minutes of sobbing, you hear a loud ding from your phone, and you blearily stare at the screen through unshed tears.

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
im flattered
I didn’t realise that somebody actually read my poems or my tags or cared or…

You gasp in relief, fingers tap-tap-tapping out a reply. 

you
OH thank god I thought that you had…
Are you okay??
thats a stupid question omg I'm sorry

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
im fine
actually…i feel much better.
thanks for, you know.
caring.

you
Anytime!
I’m [y/n] btw

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
connor

you
i know
thats creepy oh my god;sorry

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
it’s fine ig I mean it is in my bio so??? its chill

you
:)

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
so this might sound weird but ????
you’re…pretty cool.
i just looked over your account and wanted to know
well you know
want to talk more???

you
wow im??? Really???

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
yeah i mean you helped me there,,,like a lot,,,

you
id love to !!!!


You talked almost every day. When you got down to it…he was a sweetheart. He was kind. He got you.

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
do you think, like…
well ever get to meet each other??
imean you’re a really great friend now and???
id like to meet you.

you
i wish
but we live like eight hours away from each other…

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
ill drive to you!

you
calm down, connor…lmao
we don’t want you burning out on the way

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
:( I don’t even know what you look like…

you
i don’t know what you look like either! XD

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
shit well
if I send you a picture of me
will you do the same?

you
sure ig

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
me.jpg my sister took the photo so,,,

you
WHOA
YOU’RE SO PRETTY WTF I THINK IM IN LOVE

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
id prefer handsome but I’ll take it
your turn, missy.

you
hnnghhh okay
bewarnedIlooklikeapotato.jpg

connor-fvckng-mvrphy

holy shit

you
bad???

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
YOU’RE SO FUCKING CUTE???
WHAT THE FUCK THAT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL IM-

you
no no no I am definitely not wtf you need your eyes checked?

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
no way you’re fucking adorable
i think /I’m/ in love you cute lil motherfucker


 connor-fvckng-mvrphy
we should swap phone numbers

you
and skype??

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
fuck yeah

you
oKay !!! im [skype/name] and my number is [number]

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
my Skype is the same as my tumblr and my phone number is XXXX XXXXXX

you
saved and I just texted you too :)

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
'hi Connor!!!!’ with a bunch of happy emojis?
dude you’re just,,,
thats really fucking cute

you
wh y???? do you keep calling me cute I’m???

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
because, as it turns out, i have a really cute best friend

you
best friend??
awww connor!!!

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
yeah yeah
you’re literally all I have, [y/n]

you
you’re my best friend too!!
i really wish i could meet you…

connor-fvckng-mvrphy 
me too…hold on a sec

you
connor??? you okay???

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
my sister just walked in and was being a dick, being nosy about who I’m talking to and not believing that it was a friend. She thinks I’m talking to my dealer.
i fucking hate her sometimes

you
do you?

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
…no
but she thinks I do. It’s easier to let her.

you
*internet hug*

connor-fvckng-mvrphy
Fuck…that’s cute.


 As time went on, you found yourself more and more drawn to Connor. His photos could always make you smile, and nothing brightened up a shitty day more than clicking on his Skype name and watching him answer a video call, smiling dopily at the camera.

And also as time went on…you slowly began to realise why.

You were in love with him. 

Fuck, you were in love with a guy eight hours away. A guy that you had never met in real life. What do you do?

…You continue pining for him over a distance, of course.

You watch yourself in the screen, waiting for Connor to pick up the Skype call. Soon enough, he does, and his grinning face fills the screen.

“Hey, [y/n].” He greets sleepily - it’s like, midnight over there - and rests his chin on his hands.

“Heya.” You wave at the camera, grinning sheepishly and a little shyly. The thrill of actually seeing him rather than just a message still gets you.

“It’s almost Valentine’s Day, huh?”

“Yep! Any special girl that you had in mind?” You ask, a hopeful smile plastered on your face.

“No, well…actually…” He furrows his brow, and your heart drops.

“Is she pretty?” You ask, concealing your jealousy. You could be there for him.

“She’s cute. Like, really fucking cute.” Connor says, watching you carefully.

Truth be told, Connor felt the same way. He was absolutely crazy about you, but he didn’t want to ruin this adorably heartwarming friendship you had.

To wake up and have no more *internet hug* messages or cute little reminders…it’d ruin his life. You were absolutely the only thing keeping him going.

You talked for ages, until it was about 2:30 on his end. Before long, he was getting tired. 

“I should go soon.” He says drowsily. 

“Mmmm.” You don’t want him to go. “Night, Con.”

“G'night.” He yawns. “Love you.”

You freeze. He freezes and hurriedly leaves the video chat.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Connor slams his head on his desk, pissed off. “I fucked up. I fucked up.” He mumbles.

A small chime comes from his computer and he bites his lip, glancing reluctantly at the screen.

you
i love you too!!!!

England React to Canada Still Recognising the British Monarch
  • England: well... *sighs* Canada, you deserved this. I'm sad to say that we won't be connected anymore, but at least we can still visit each other as equals.
  • Canada: Thank you, England~ I'll do my best and beat America!
  • England: u-uh... that's not the first thing you should do, Canada! A-Anyways, I don't think you need the face of my King anymore-
  • Canada: no wait, I... um... I wanted to tell you that I'll still recognize your monarch, England~
  • England: h-huh?
  • Canada: It means that I'll still keep the 'Monarchy of Canada'! Oh, Australia and New Zealand said they would too, we talked about it~ I don't mind, I think the monarchs in your home are pretty cool-
  • England: *hugs Canada* this is why you're my favourite, poppet!!
  • America, in the distance: Ow! Why do I feel that an older sibling figure of mine is playing favorites again???

anonymous asked:

You ever notice that people only ever talk about how a show is slipping when it's not currently airing? Not saying its bad but I feel most people just get tired of waiting and the impatience turns into intolerance of faults? I'm curious of your thoughts of this because you've been on Tungle dot hell the longest of anyone I follow and was curious if this is just a recent thing in the last few years, or even if it's not a thing at all and I am just trying to justify faults and hate.

yeah id say thats pretty accurate

like cuz all the hype dies down for a bit & people start goin “heh it wasnt THAT good.. i mean ….. im cool.. i dunno… heh everyone getting excited about it is kinda foolish and dumb actually? like it sucks, the thing is bad… its rly stupid heh…” and then hteres new content and everyones hype about the thing

its not just steven universe it was like that kinda w homestuck too, after the initial “OMG pause insanity XD everyone make WACKY NEW AU’s!!! WE’RE GOIN LOOPY OVER HERE HAHA”, a lot of subsequent pauses where stuff generally just died down kinda became ppl who read the comic starting to act ‘above it all’ by talkin abt how bad it was and how embarrassing everyone is and then, ykno, itd update again and ofc they went right back into it just like everyone else

what i really love abt taz is how flippant they all are about everything

like this show has an incredible story and well developed characters and is more gripping than pretty much anything i watch

but then they say fuck it and name a character barry blue jeans and i think thats beautiful

some doodles with a trio of dresses i found in my massive fashion folder

eefa pettyveres hot guide 2 makin a gil
  • do not even craft dont FUCKIGn touch a CRAFTIUNG WEAPON it s bad… if u even think of a crafting wepon = disband… dont do that… halone will smite u
  • rouletets………………gil…………..nice…..
  • u get weird little red rectangles from ur roulettes that people like for u to exchange for goods and buy from u (but u would be supplying those dAMN hEAThen crafters!!!! so halone might smite u be careful)
  • chellenge  log?? ?? sweet i live for a Challenge
  • desynthing gives u a cool thing sometimes wao
  • but desynthing is almost like crafting sort of except you break it so its like low key sinning, halone might still smite you, proceed with caution
  • aqua police!!! weeoo weeoo more like the gilpolis am i rite gamers???? be sure to like comment a nd subscribe for more hot memes
  • sell erp
  • maybe if youre lucky you can win gil from wondrous tails but you must make a sacrifice
  • potd giv u a gil
  • and u can also get fun bags from the stinky dead dungeon with stuff u can sell for gil thats pretty cool
  • if u do ur weekly 24 man raids u get a weird rock that u can buy a weird orb with and sell for gil….
  • and like i guess if you have a ridiculous amount of time u can gather like weird sticks and rocks and fish which is like 100% profit but then u are gonna be covered in dirt and fishy smell so idk thats cool if ur into that kinda  thing
  • this one time when ninja came out, somebody gave me 300k to give them an instaqueue on my tank so like that was shady but it paid the bills…………..
  • if u giv ur retainer a silver cookie they might come back with a cool thing. or a fish. or a roof. but i mean its still gil so it applies
  • the beast friends like ur help and u like gil right??? help them
  • GRANDCOMPANY SEALS…. are pretty grand…. for making gil………


  • who am i kidding
  • you cant actually make gil in this game its impossible ive never even seen a gil or touched a gil before… help me my paissa is starving