another one for the books yo

The 100 Hellatus Survival Kit

Since I know all of us will be in various stages of mourning and death over the next 9ish months, here’s some fandoms to fling yourselves into to cope! (WARNING: There’s a lot of books..)

* = (post) apocalypse / dystopia setting
** = relationship dynamic reminiscent of bellarke
*** = both

Television

**The Expanse

Want to fantasize about the delinquents in space? This is basically the S5 au you need.

  • kick ass space opera
  • diverse af cast
  • Nolden = Space Blarke (not kidding, this is what would’ve happened if she went to space)

**The X-Files

I know I never shut up about this show, but it’s for a good reason. Are you sad about Bellarke and need a long ass show to invest yourself in? With a slow burn couple, built on trust and respect and support? LOOK NO FURTHER!

  • government conspiracies
  • sad space parents
  • the longest slow burn that will renew your faith in blarke (its literally 7 years)
  • 10 seasons worth of content so you won’t run dry
  • MULDER AND SCULLY ARE LITERALLY BELLARKE I STG YOU CAN ASK HAILEE AND GRACE

Sense8

Looking for another “diverse group of misfits that create their own family” to cry over?

  • 8 people share a psychic link
  • the bad government want to experiment on them
  • the most diverse cast i stg (gay ships! trans characters! poc!)
  • ships that will make you cry for 17 days 
  • so many people sleep on this so and i not qu(white) understand

***The Walking Dead

How about another power couple leading a rag tag group of peeps through the apocalypse? (Yeah I’m talking about Richonne)

  • zombie apocalypse
  • i don’t think i really need to explain this
  • but ana would literally kill me if i didn’t include them on this list
  • richonne = bellarke material

**Lost

You can thank Mik and April for this one. In case you’re wondering what’s in store for blarke next season, or if you’re wanting to imagine that reunion.

  • DESMOND AND PENNY 
  • bunch a strangers plane crash on a magic island
  • it’ll melt your brains (I’ve watched it twice and I’m still not sure i completely understand everything)
  • but seriously ask mik about desmond x penny because she’ll make you cry about s5 blarke

Stitchers

Just want a cute feel good show with just enough angst and a ship that will cause you only minor pain?

  • girl with a made up brain condition “stitches” into the minds of dead people to solve murders
  • camsten gives me butterflies
  • its just really cute

Honorable Mentions: *Attack on Titan, *Psycho Pass, The OA, ***Battlestar Galactica (I’m still crying about lee and starbuck ok?) *Firefly, Teen Wolf, Glitch, Agents of SHIELD, Roswell, *3%, *Falling Skies, American Gods (SUPPORT RICKY)

Movies

***Pacific Rim

Stay with me here. How about a visually stunning movie about the people fighting monsters in giant robots? But with important character backstories, diversity, and Idris Elba?

  • giant godzilla like monsters crawl out of the ocean and terrorize the world
  • special pilots operate huge transformer like robots to fight them
  • watch and just imagine blarke isn’t drift compatible (can’t relate)
  • a sequel starring John Boyega

*Goodbye World

Still feeling that apocalypse vibe?

  • group of old college friends try to ride out the apocalypse in a cabin
  • its simple but dramatic

*Tomorrow, When the War Began (also a tv show and book series)

How about some Australian teenagers fighting back against a country on the brink of war and chillin’ in the outback?

  • its basically Red Dawn in Australia
  • its v dramatic 
  • based on the book series by John Marsden

*The Stand

I mean technically it was a mini series, but whatever. Down for the film version of Stephen King’s greatest work about the battle between good an evil across a pandemic ridden America?

  • a virus kills almost everyone in literally a couple days
  • survivors are called from all over to join either the good guys or the bad guys
  • its much cooler than it sounds
  • I’d recommend the book but its 1200 pages and I know y'all don’t have that motivation

*How I Live Now

Have a need for even more teenagers at the end of the world? 

  • political / nuclear apocalypse
  • group of kids try to survive in the english hills or whatever
  • ft. baby tom holland and a weird cousin relationship that i don’t get
  • its still good though

Honorable Mentions: Ginger Snaps, *Resident Evil (but just the first one), Electrick Children, *The Matrix, 28 Days Later, Children of Men

Books (this is gonna be a long one)

lets get the obvious ones out of the way…

**Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo

If y'all haven’t heard of this yet between me, Ana, and Delaney in the past month where have you been?

  • ragtag (diverse) group of criminals misfits band together to pull of the ultimate heist
  • lgbtq+ characters! characters oaf color! disabled characters!
  • the ships will literally tear your actual heart out (*whispers* kanej)

A Darker Shade of Magic (and sequels) by VE Schwab

pretend to be shocked for a minute… are you in the market for a soul crushing series, with morally grey, but entirely lovable characters, and relationships (romantic and platonic) that make you cry?

  • parallel londons, blood magic, pirates, and princes
  • lila bard
  • bisexual prince and his pirate privateer lover
  • lila bard
  • otp thats meets when person a robs person b and leaves them bleeding in an alley 
  • seriously if you take one recommendation from this list make it this one
  • LILA BARD

ok on to the ones i haven’t spent the last month yelling about

Mistborn series by Brandon Sanderson

book hangover after you’ve finished the first 2 books? well here comes the perfect combo of both!

  • fantasy dystopia? basically a fantasy world if the dark lord had won
  • alchemy magic!
  • group of misfits come together to perform a heist

***The Shatter Me series by Tahereh Mafi

Does the absence of blarke have you longing for an angsty, enemies to friends to lovers ship?

  • dystopia where some people have super powers
  • girl who can kill people by touching them (she’s basically Rogue)
  • aaron warner <3
  • the angstiest shit i stg
  • its a romance hiding behind a dystopian storyline
  • i think warner has elements of S1 bellamy so I’m considering a similar dynamic, deal with it

*This Savage Song by Victoria Schwab

I couldn’t not include more from my queen. Looking for a book about monsters, and music, and the end of the world?

  • a future where  every violent act a human commits manifests an actual living breathing monster
  • the city of verity is controlled by 2 warring families, (August’s and Kate’s)
  • Kate and August come together to battle the big bad that’s threatening their town
  • the writing is so. fucking. poetic.
  • also no romance!

Truthwitch by Susan Dennard

do you love witches? and kickass female friendship? and love interests that stab each other in the heart?

  • witch best friends (aka threadsisters) on the run
  • a complex af magic system (truthwitch-sense lies, windwitch-control wind/air, you get the idea)
  • seriously the female friendship tho
  • angsty ships that try to kill each other!!!
  • ongoing, but book 2 just came out

*On the Beach by Nevil Shute

Can’t get enough of people dealing with the impending end of the world?

  • last survivors of a nuclear apocalypse sit on an australian beach and wait for their death basically
  • how people handle knowing they’re about to be wiped out
  • be prepared to cry

***The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer

More. Space. Stuff???

  • fairytale retellings in space??
  • cinder(ella) with a cyborg arm
  • + red riding hood, rapunzel, snow white
  • its been 84 years since i read, but i think cinder/kai reminded me vaguely of blarke so I’m counting it

*The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers

I actually haven’t read this one so I don’t know if there’s a Blarke-esque relationship, but are you on the market for a book about gays and aliens in space??

  • space opera
  • introspective look at humanity and alien shit
  • some AI drama
  • f/f relationship (party!)

The Wrath and the Dawn (and sequel) by Renee Ahdieh

How do I open this one? Maybe you’re down for a retelling of 1001 Arabian nights?

  • such poetic writing
  • as i mentioned, retelling of 1001 Arabian Nights where this dude takes a new wife every night and kills her every morning
  • but then our salty heroin marries him and because she’s amazing she tricks him into keeping her alive through stories
  • and the romance is so angsty
  • i just started this so idk much else

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell

Looking to find a book basically about all of our lives?

  • fan fiction writer goes to college 
  • social anxiety is a bitch
  • theres a cute boy
  • its so fluffy it’ll make you smile

**Saga by Brian K. Vaugh and Fiona Stable

how about a few comic books? maybe one about a man and a woman from 2 warring intergalactic species on the run from their people?

  • forbidden romance between a bad ass black woman with wings and her kick ass asian husband with horns
  • running from both their governments that want their “abomination” baby dead (not a spoiler the first panel is literally her giving birth)
  • theres people with robot heads and alien orgies
  • its so fucking good
  • i feel like this is how 30 yo blarke would handle this situation

Teen Titans by Geoff Johns

On the look out for a superhero comic? Maybe, oh, ANOTHER ragtag group of misfits?

  • I know this isn’t everyone’s favorite iteration, but it’s mine and I love beast boy and raven so deal with it
  • robin, beast boy, raven, cyborg, etc.
  • just read it

Honorable Mentions: Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Cordova, The Raven Cycle series by Maggie Steivfater, Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee, The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare (listen, she’s trash, but Jem is my son and I love him), An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir, ***Red Rising by Pierce Brown,

I hope this helps everyone out! I tried to think of as many similarities as I could and then threw in some that are worth the interest! Happy Hellatus lovelies!

Jughead & Reader: Sweet Lullabies

Summary: Jughead’s staying the night and asks you to read to him. While you do this, Jughead distracts you with passionate kisses and electric touches.

NSFW - most definitely nsfw


Listen to: Curveballs - The Wombats


The blankets that laid on your bed fit you and Jughead underneath them, giving warmth to your bodies that desperately needed a shield from the chilled Winter air. Jughead’s breath on your neck as you clung to him sent shivers down your spine, accentuating the chill you felt on your skin. You played with his hair, twirling pieces of it around your finger, knowing that such a touch gave him goosebumps. You loved intimate moments where the two of you could just be together, side by side, in silence, knowing there’s no place you’d rather be.

“What are you reading?” Jughead asked, his voice quiet but thick with interest as he eyed your nightstand. It held various books that you felt the need to buy despite the dozens of other books that had yet to be read. 

Dead Souls,” you told him as you reached over and grabbed the book penned by Gogol. It was heavy, reminding you that you had a few hundred pages left before you could move on to the next book on your nightstand. 

Jughead kissed your collarbone then propped himself up on his elbow. “Read to me,” he said with a smile on his lips. 

“Read to you?” You asked with a laugh. The idea was a romantic one but you never thought that your voice was passionate enough to create romance.

He only grinned wider. “Please?” He began to play with your hair - a dirty trick he used to get you to agree to things you wouldn’t normally agree on right away. 

With a shy smile, you sat up in bed. Jughead adjusted himself as well, placing his head in your lap. With one hand you held Dead Souls and eyed the page, finding the last word you remembered reading the night before. With the other hand, you ran your fingers through his thick, black hair. He closed his eyes. 

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The ‘Exchange’ Program #4

Originally posted by jjks

#1 #2 #3

Summary: To say you were excited was an understatement. Your brother had left for Korea and in exchange you get a replacement, also known as an exchange student. Expecting a smart, nice boy,  practically the boy version of you…you got the complete opposite. A bad boy with bad habits.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Au: Badboy!Jungkook

A/n: Please give me feedback it helps me a LOT


4 months later and Jungkook is still being a pain in your ass but this time he’s become even more popular, earning the nickname ‘kookie’ since those uncultured fucks don’t know how to pronounce his name.

“Yo Kookie!!” Brad, one of the jocks yells slapping Jungkook on the back and shaking him. A tall brunette came over and pecked him on the cheek, Tiff you think her name is.

“Hey the party still on tonight?” Luke another football player asked him.

“Yeah, sure” You heard him say as he threw his arm around Tiff. You pulled out your folder causing many books to fall catching everybody’s eyes.

His crew snickered and laughed at you.

Mark soon came over to help you put the binders and files back into the crimson red locker.

“Thanks” you nod to Mark. You look over to his crew and roll your eyes, you glanced over at Jungkook to see him look at you like a lost puppy…until he started laughing himself.

You closed your locker and was going to walk away until you realise, that dumb ass was going to throw a party…in your house!

You strutted up to him and his friends whilst Mark was pulling on your arm “C’mon Y/n we can kill him later, we’ll be late for class” he whined, but you didn’t listen

“Can we help you with something skank?” One of the other girls Melissa pointing her finger at you.

“I think you should be pointing that finger at yourself” you smiled while the boys hollered.

“You were going to have a party with out telling me?!” you shouted at Jungkook. 

Lately you’ve been stressed with the test period coming up, a few mental break downs here and there, and it’s not helping when Jungkook brings home his friends or a girl ever single Friday night.

Your parents were still not home due to a wardrobe malfunction at one of their runways in Milan, they have to make another dress from scratch and barely anybody can remember it. 

You didn’t mind him bringing home his friends from time to time but you did mind the screams that emerged from his room every single Friday night.

“I forgot, chill. It’s gonna be a great party” he laughed.

“I will not chill” you pushed him causing his back to his the blue lockers. 

“i couldn’t give two flying fucks if the party was great or not, keep the noise down and leave it to a small group of friends” you pushed him again and walked away.

Mark ran after you trying to calm you down.


It came to lunch and you were sitting at the table with Ally and Mark.

“He’s having a party?” Ally asks taking a bite of her green leaf salad. Mark nods his head and turns to look at girls flirting at Jungkook.

“He makes me sick, How can anybody like him?” he asks you. You sigh, knowing the reason why somebody liking him. 

“I dunno” you mumble

They both nod their heads, you go back to studying the text book whilst taking notes.


Getting into your car you drive off turning up the radio playing some alternative rock song. The perks of having Jungkook hanging out with different people is that he catches a ride with them, so you get to listen to your other music.

You get a burger on your way home and chug your diet coke down before you entered your room.

You threw the cup in your near side bin and scratched Fifi on the head as you started to study.


It had only been three hours since you’ve started to study until you heard the thumping music which caused a headache to stir. You put your ear phones into block out the music but it didn’t help.

You waited for two hours just to see if they would turn it down, but once it got to the third you couldn’t help yourself anymore.

You were prepping yourself to walk out and ask them to turn it down, I mean it was only going to be a few of them right? Wrong!

You walked out to see already drunken teenagers dancing on your table top and couples making out in the corner.

“Hey beautiful” A boy slurred pushing you up against the wall, his lips pouted ready for a kiss.

“Ew no thanks” you snarled and pushed him back. You ran down stairs grabbing your car keys, opening the door and fleeing your beloved home until you felt a hand wrap around your wrist.

“What!?” you yelled, your eyes went wide to see who it was.

He was standing there with a sheepish smile, the one he had at the airport…the one you had fallen for.

“Why are you leaving?” he asked you.

“Since I just got attacked in my own home, I think I should go and relax for a while…you know, completely shut out the world” you snickered at him.

He contemplated on what to say next, until he got his lightbulb moment .

“Let me come with” He suggested

“No way in hell” you laughed

“Please, I haven’t had time to myself in ages. All of this stress is getting to me and I’m so close to having a mental break down” he sniffled, tears in his eyes.

“Join the club” you sighed “C’mon, what are we going to do about the house though?” you asked him.

“If it gets out of hand and the cops come we’ll blame it on one of them, say that I gave them the keys for emergency purposes only and they took advantage of this house” he chuckled.

You giggled at his brilliant plan, you liked that about him. He was a master mind just like you.


“This is beautiful” he looks over the ledge at the water, glistening in the moon light. Some bushes surrounding you two but not much.

“It’s my favourite place on earth, I discovered this gem when I went out for one of my midnight walks” you sighed, leaning against your car.

It was silence for a couple of minutes before you heard quiet sniffles and sobs. “Hey, are you okay?” you asked him rubbing his back in soft gentle motions.

“Homesick, and stressed and tired” he laughed wiping away the tears with his sweater.

“I get it” you whispered.

He looked up at you, like you were some stolen gem from the worlds greatest museum.

“You’re the only one that does. Nobody back home understands, not my Mum, Dad, Brother not even my friends” he mumbled leaning on the car with you.

“That must suck…but hey! You’ve got this amazing view to look at. Focus on the city lights you can see across the water. Ignore your other surroundings.” you smile brightly.

“Why did you ignore me?” you asked breaking the silence.

He was quiet, trying to think of an answer.

“i didn’t mean too” he looked down at the dirt in between his shoes.

“It’s fine, I’m used to everybody leaving me. My old best friend, my ex boyfriend even my parents leave me” you sad laughed, a tear rolling down your cheek.

“You know you just need someone sometimes, and when no one is there to just tell you that you’re doing the best you can…it makes you depressed”

He nodded his head, taking in every word and agreeing with it.

You didn’t realise that he was staring at you, admiring your beauty. The way your teeth shine brighter when you smile bigger, the way the moons dull light makes your hair shine every, he was admiring every invisible flaw that he couldn’t see.

He didn’t need the view to make him forget every trouble in his life, he could just take one small glance at you and all of his worries would go away. It’s as if you were his view.

“Poohbear” he muttered.

You got butterflies at the sudden mention of the nickname, you haven’t heard that name in forever you almost missed it. You rolled your eyes at the nickname and looked his way.

“Could you possibly call me something different?” you asked giggling to yourself causing him to chuckle.

“Kitten?” he suggested.

“Better” you laughed

It was silence again, but only for a few seconds.

What happened in the next ten seconds was all a blur.

anonymous asked:

Has anyone ever thought that maybe Sarah knows her books are problematic in some ways but keeps them that way bc it shows that the world isn't how we want it to be and even though the book could be written to make life equal and perfect but it isn't because it's not that kind of story and that's not how the world is and Sarah knows that so she leaves it problematic and frustrating to show that this is what life is like face world or not?

Listen. You seem nice, but I’m getting ready to go off. I’m sorry if this seems aggressive, but it’s going to get serious and no fucks given (ok I do give fucks bc I do love all of you). My short answer is no.

I don’t care why Sarah wrote her books the way she did. It doesn’t make it any less racist or homophobic. That’s also a short answer. Her intention doesn’t matter because at the end of the day it’s racist and homophobic. And why write it when you can just… not?

And who is she educating? Who is she telling racism and homophobia exists? Let’s for a second just think her fandom is 100% white and 100% straight… which it’s not, but let’s imagine for a second.

Sarah J Maas, a white woman, is writing about racism and homophobia, to teach her white and straight readers? What is she teaching? What does she know about it? She obviously doesn’t even know it’s bad if she sits down and thinks “yo let me write this”. And she obviously doesn’t know it’s racist or homophobic if she decides to keep it.

When I open a book I don’t want another white author to give me their take on racism (or homophobia, but I’m questioning so I don’t want to speak for the lgbt community) Honey. I live with racism every day. I wake up in a racist world and I go to sleep in one and it’s exhausting. Do you think I want to read about one? I know racism exists. You don’t need to prove it.

But imagine being able to write your own world and it doesn’t have to relate to the “””real””” world, but then you say to yourself ‘Mhm, yes, let me make this world racist and homophobic’ ???

Maybe she should show a world WITHOUT racism and homophobia if she wants to “””””teach””””” someone. News flash - I know, it’s hard to grasp and honestly it’s not your fault or mine but - a world without racism and homophobia wouldn’t cause us all to go up in flames. Just… write everyone as equal? 

We were born in a racist and homophobic world and we’ll die in one. One day I hope that changes. Why would we write about a racist and homophobic world when we can give someone as escape route to get away from the struggles they face every day if only just for a few hundred pages? 

I think I know. You don’t care. Here’s where it gets harsh: SJM doesn’t care about her readers of color or the lgbt+ community. If she did she wouldnt write the way she does. Tokenism /=/ rep. Short answer: they get killed off and/or are mostly stereotypes and they’re only there for the “diversity” stamp.

It’s hard to grasp that, but as I said before: SJM is white and straight. What in the world is she going to teach me about racism? What views does she have? It doesn’t affect her at all?? There’s no reason for her to even address the topic and I can assure you I’m not asking her to.

Writing characters of color or lgbt characters does not mean you have to include racism and homophobia. WE ARE NOT OUR PREJUDICES.

I’m asking her not to kill off her women of color. Why? Because I see it enough. Every show, every book, every movie there’s a token woman of color. I get attached because finally, finally I have representation and then… bam. Dead. Boom. Deceased. Totally for the plot, of course. If you need a woman (or man) of color to die to further your plot that honestly says a lot about your plot. But whose fault is that? It’s not the character’s fault they’re dead. That’s all on the writer.

I’m asking her not to use the slutty bisexual trope. It really is NOT THAT HARD to write a bisexual character and not make them sex-crazed. She did it twice. Aedion and Helion. And I’ve seen the argument “if I lived in a world full of beautiful males and females I would sleep with them all too” ?? That doesn’t excuse anything?? Also… why write a world were f/f and m/m relationships aren’t accepted when you can… easily not have homophobia exist?? Why??

These are just the big things. But don’t you think we want to read about characters who haven’t struggled like us? Who are black, latinx, asian, biracial, gay, bisexual, pansexual, demisexual, asexual, non-binary, but havent struggled? Haven’t suffered from racism and homophobia? I’m not asking to read about their struggle. I’m asking for them to be treated just like every other (white and straight) character but still be a character of color and part of the lgbt community.

Guys. Remember when I said you can help so much by just listening and giving us a voice? Give us the microphone. Sit in the crowd and listen. Yes, you can ask questions, but no you can not make excuses for racism and homophobia. Just as I said before, if you’re white or straight (and I’m not attacking anyone, just stating a point), you don’t experience racism or homophobia and you can’t tell us or teach us anything we don’t know.

You also don’t see things. You MAY not see the racism. You MAY not see the homophobia. Ask questions but also be ready to receive the answers. And be an ally instead of pushing us down. 

I’m so sorry to the anon if thought this was aggressive. But at the end of the day racism and homophobia is not a “””opinion””” it’s a fact. 

A brief comment on “The Companion’s Companion” by Clara Oswald

A brief review of this new book written by “Clara Oswald” (actually Craig Donaghy). It’s a guide for the next companion written by Clara and hidden away within the TARDIS for the next one to find.

There are four pages of Clara cataloguing the Doctor’s expressions. Much like how the Doctor said he catalogued Clara’s in the “Girl Who Died” deleted scene. There’s a big arrow pointing to one: “I love this face” is written.

On another, she writes about how she’s taken up playing with the yo-yo to kill time while locked in alien prison cells.

We also see a couple of the cue cards that were never shown on TV (or they were created for the book), one of which had me kind of going “wow.”

And then there’s the last page, which I won’t spoil for those who haven’t seen it.

These are just random pages I’m mentioning. If Whouffaldi is your thing? Yeah, buy this book.

Birthday review

First of all, I’d really like to say a big THANK YOU to all those people who took the time to wish me a happy birthday (here, on FB, twitter, IG, whatever). Once again, to all of you: thank you! ( ˘ ³˘)♥ Also, I personally want to thank @giulvid, @mrtviolet, @sincoe, @nekopatoridesu, @fou-de-mon-chasseur-gaston, @mint–tofu and tiburonsin_lefou (my dear help me find your tumblr account please xD) for actually taking their time to make something for me! ;AAA; I’m so happy! TwT I always get scared everytime my birthday is coming up because “getting older uh no thanks *crying*” but then every year I end up spending a fantastic day because I’m surrounded by amazing people and I should never forget this. <3 And – of course – you all contributed to make my day even more fantastic! I’m so repetitive but…THANK YOU ✿♬゚+.(。◡‿◡).+゚♬✿。

As for the birthday itself, I’m the only one eating sweets here, and so I asked my mum to buy something that everyone would eat…AND SO THEY’RE BACK

CHUBBIER AND MORE DELICIOUS THAN EVER— and sometimes very derp BUT WHO CARES GOTTA EAT ’EM ALL

And then. The presents.

So, when my mum or my boyfriend ask me what I want for my birthday I usually don’t know what to say because I DON’T KNOW and they (well, especially my boyfriend) get very…frustrated? XD This year I was so confident because I was like, “ok, there are these two games I like and I’ll be fine ok thanks <3”. As if.

Oh my God I don’t know where to start T////T

LOOK AT THOSE CUTIES- FROM JAPAN ;A; I must admit that Popplio is my least favourite starter among the Alola ones, but this pokédoll version of him/her is so cute that I just can’t resist <333 and Dedenne! I know that in every generation there is a chosen one She alone will stand against the vampires the demons- a Pikachu copycat, but I genuinely love Dedenne because I’m a huge Hamtaro nerd ok

Persona 5 and Yo-Kai Watch 2 were the only things I asked for XDD and then I got so many good stuff jlkdjldksfjlfkjs I DON’T DESERVE THIS ;A; also, there’s another game (I went out for a walk with my bf and he was like “here, take it, there’s creepy monsters and stuff” – and he paid only 5 € and so I didn’t feel guilty XDDD) and a book about Japanese spirits <3 (I love Japanese folklore)

Pretty clothes (plus a bag – thank God; I always get mistaken for a middle-schooler because of my school bag – and everything else *cough* ok nothing’s gonna change. But hey – at least it’s very cute and colourful) and pajamas ~ friendly reminder that I only own cute pajamas and I’d be more than happy to wear them all day long

Disney DVDs (+ half of Dragon Ball <3)! ー( ´ ▽ ` )ノ and my boyfriend being an idiot with Gaston memes. I won’t translate it but I totally deserve it XDD

I’M A HUGE BTVS/ATS NERD AND I DON’T KNOW HOW TO COMMENT THESE OKKKK- THEY GOT THE MUSTARD OOOOUT *faints* ♥♥♥ I’M SO  H A P P Y

Did I ever mention how much I love pandas? Oh, ok, just a thousand times

AND

FINALLY

MY HOGWARTS LETTER (signed by Snape </3) *screaming* damn you Italian owls, it only took you 13 years! I’m done with university, I’m going to Hogwarts ok bye ciao (all joking aside, my boyfriend made everything himself and this is just the best birthday present ever <3 also the papers smell like coffee and vanilla and it’s awesome).

。.゚+:((ヾ(。・ω・)シ)).:゚+。

One last thing…we went out for dinner and the restaurant was empty

until

…an Italian actor (Stefano Accorsi) walked in XDDD which is weird because, you know, I live in a very little town XDDDD my mother was so happy oh my god ahahah anyway he was very nice and we took a picture together (◕ᴗ◕✿)

…aaaand that’s it! If you’re still reading this, wow! Thank you! XD and have a nice day!

ヾ(・ω・*)ノ

First Post!

Dec . 6 . 2016

Title: Till the Morning

Muse: Skate Maloley (Nate)

Word Count: 1,494


He comes just past midnight his urgent knocks pulling me from the fitful sleep I had just managed to fall into. I rolled onto my back a sigh held back at the base of my throat. don’t do it. don’t do this. my conscience begs me to stay put but my conflicted emotions aren’t enough to keep me away. Just the thought of him leaning against my doorframe with a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips urges me into a standing position. I find myself in front of the mirror next to my bedroom door, glaring at the girl in the reflection her hands clenched together against her chest in an attempt to guard herself from what was to come. When did you becomes so weak?

It was dark as I made my way down the hall from my room to the front door, my hands gliding against the walls for some support so I wouldn’t fall over from the nerves that shook up my legs. I held my breath another knock causing an ache to surge through my chest, my fingers blindly finding their way to the doorknob. His lips pulled up into the lazy smirk I knew all too well, his dimples giving him an innocent aura that only a fool would believe he possessed.

“Took you long enough Elani,” He teased disregarding any formalities as he grabbed my waist his lips drowning mine in warm bliss every movement I made matching his without hesitation or question. He pushed me down hallway kicking the door shut as he ran his hands up the thin t-shirt that kept my skin from him. His calloused fingers brushed against my stomach feeding into lustful hunger that was quickly shutting down every sane part of me. “Did you miss me?” the question was painfully familiar the words like poison, part of me convinced he asked with purpose to find reassurance he still had me wrapped around his finger. Defeat warmed my blood as I let his touch weigh me down.

“Yes” one word became another confirmation of his power over me. A smirk became visible in the shadows his hands gripping onto my hips as my legs wrapped around his waist, our bodies carrying on to the living room where moonlight peering through the sliding glass doors of the balcony gave us a chance to look eye to eye for the first time. Although the shadows of the night made his eyes look black I could still see the brown of his irises from memory, his smirk ever present as the cycle ran its course my shirt finding it’s way to the floor. His body hovered over mine on the couch his familiar cologne mixed with the scent of marijuana so warm and intoxicating I felt dizzy like he had me under a spell. “Nate” I whispered his name with such need I almost moaned in relief when his teeth grazed against my jaw hands expertly gliding across my skin until they grazed the lace material of my underwear. I let myself unravel underneath him as he sent me into a frenzy with his fingers teasing the most sensitive part of my body.

“Tell me what you want” his voice was slow and gruff eagerness seeping through the undertones of his words. In my muddled state I could barely think up a coherent sentence my lips drying up as I said,

“You” that was all he needed to pull me over the edge, his gruff voice whispering devilish things that made my body shake.

“Scream for me Lani” I responded with my hands balling up the material of his t shirt into my clenched fist, animal like sounds bursting through my open lips from deep within me. I barely let myself catch a breath as I rushed to get his belt unbuckled his shirt finally finding its place next to mine. Our bodies melded together in a mess of sweaty skin and reciprocated moans, my nails digging into his bare back while I begged him for more. We crashed in a burst of blinding pleasure my fingers tugging at his brown locks as the heat slowly faded into warmth. He stood bare in front of me leaning down to lift me into his arms, I closed my eyes breathing him in as he carried me to the bedroom. I felt the surface of my bed against my back his weight falling next to me with the warmth of his arms pulling me into him. I lay still counting the soft kisses he left on my bare shoulder allowing myself only a moment to fantasize they held some meaning.

****

It was quiet early signs of dawn peering through the shades guarding the windows of my room. He lay sprawled across the bed tattoos and bare skin covered by a thin blanket tangled around his torso, reminders of last night painted on the length of his back and arms. I stood at the doorway assessing the damage a joint in between my fingers all I had to keep me from falling victim to the thoughts of disappointment just as regret surfaced.

He shifted onto his back eyes fluttering open chocolate brown irises meeting mine in the dim light. “Morning” he flashed a lazy smile in my direction the dimples in his cheeks giving him a more boyish essence I adored.

“Good Morning” I returned the smile surprised when he sat up and motioned for me to situate myself in the empty space. While I passed him the joint I lay with my head on his lap tracing the outlines of the tattoos on his arms a comfortable silence falling between us as he played with my hair. I reveled in it all feeling cold when he broke away in the moments just before the full sun shone across our skin.

“I should get going early studio session,” He murmured leaving a kiss on my neck, as he went to find his clothes. “I’m free tonight if you wanna come through to my place this time, won’t have time to come by before I leave” he reappeared fully dressed a suggestive grin awakening my conscience from it’s break as I realized he was leaving yet again.

“I can’t do this anymore” the words spilled through my lips in a rush his features furrowing in confusion,

“What do you mean?” He stood at the edge of the bed the better part of me wishing I could take them back, but the other part of me forced it’s way through me.

“I can not keep putting myself through this shit”

“Lani-”

“don’t talk” I brought the covers up around me in an attempt to give myself a sense of security, “You only come around when you need some satisfying that’s all I am just one good fuck every once in awhile.”

“Elani stop-”

“Stop what telling the truth? Like excuse me for being sick and tired of playing this game. You’re this up and rising star you’re barely around, and when you are I see you for a few hours and then you’re gone for however long. We ain’t together but it feels wrong to me to look at someone else. The moment I feel like I’m moving on you show up at my door. I sit around hoping you’ll come around so I can feel whole again but then when you come you always leave me feeling crazy because you aren’t mine and you never could be.  And that isn’t your fault…I knew from the start what this was but I can’t help that I started to want more than just being one of your girls…but that won’t ever happen will it? I’m just someone for you to use when you need me and the sick thing about this all is that I don’t care because I love you” He stares at me speechless face blank as he takes in all I’ve said, his lips open and shut a darkness falling over his features. I stood waiting for him to say anything needing him to say something even if it hurt me, but words never come he only lets out a deep breath turning his back to leave. Anger tore through my chest the ‘I love you’ from earlier faltering.

“So that’s it you can’t even say ‘hey I don’t feel anything for you’, you’re just going to walk out and just further prove I’m worth nothing more to you than a night of sex!” his head fell and he started walking down the hallway, causing a grey tone to dim my surroundings my shoulders falling from a weight that seemed to suddenly crush me. When the front door slammed shut i let myself fall to my knees tears shaking my body when I picked up the faint smell of his cologne on my bed sheets.

*Yo hey guys this is my first post on this blog so that’s exciting…used to have another blog I wrote on but it was just something I had to put aside. This blog is a bit of a start over to have space to enjoy all aspects of my musical, book, tv, movie fandom related things. I take requests, submissions, any questions or comments, or to talk.

*This is actually something I wrote a little over a year ago, I published the initial one and it’s still out there somewhere but I really wanted to rewrite it basically from the time I first posted it. Now I sort of like it more and unlike the original that I had no intention to do a part 2 for I have left this one open for suggestions just so I can tell if anyone actually wants to read more of what I write! -Bee

anonymous asked:

modern lams fics?

Yo! I have a couple!

Rise Up  “When Alex made it to America, he thought things would be better. Not that he would be put in one shitty foster home after another. When he is brought to the Washington’s home, he doesn’t expect anything to be different. Alex knows he will have to watch his back, the only person he can trust is himself. He learned that lesson the hard way.”

In the Place to Be “In which Alexander Hamilton accidentally throws a book at the back of John Laurens’ head and a conversation ensues.”

(Hamilton Has His) Eyes on You  “College was supposed to be simple for Alexander Hamilton: go to class, make revolutionary changes, graduate top of his class. Falling in love with your roommate made it incredibly complicated.”

1-800-did-i-ask (not lams, but its a poly ship with the hamilsquad) “
poly rev squad au in which they’re all dating and get into a lot of Nonsense and Shenanigans”

And I Know the Scariest Part is Letting Go “’Eliza got sick. And it happened, just like that. There was nothing anybody could do. If we start asking ‘Why?’ we’ll go crazy. So, that’s rule number 1. We never ask why.’ A Sleepless in Seattle AU”

Those are some of my fave! Hope you like them!

about me!!

hey there pals here’s a little about me so we can get to know one another!!

name: you can call me aden

age: 16 (birthday is august 17th yo)

ethnicity: mixed (black and white like an oreo)

gender: cis (she/her)

sexuality: pan 

current year: senior in high school

favorite pens: pilot g-2 in 0.7 mm

favorite notebooks: rhodia 

favorite tv shows (in no particular order): the office, game of thrones, shameless, black mirror, orphan black, westworld

favorite movies (also in no particular order): mad max: fury road, lord of the rings trilogy, les miserables (live action bc anne hathaway is the greatest), cowspiracy 

favorite books: crime and punishment (by fyodor dostoevsky), the hobbit (by jrr tolkein), wool (by hugh howey)

extra facts:

  • yes, i am indeed vegan!! ask me any questions you want :)
  • my myers briggs type is intj-t
  • i really love the grateful dead and the beatles
  • i have a dog who i really love who’s named oliver 
  • i’m learning french in school right now 
  • my favorite subjects are history and english (and french too)
  • my favorite character from the office is dwight kurt schrute 
  • i don’t know what would be interesting in an extra facts section

ask me any questions you want and please follow/hmu!! i’m willing to talk at any time!

anonymous asked:

yO OKAY So I Googled Pride and Prejudice and there are 2 new adaptations on TV. This American thing called Eligible, which is a modern AU that's based on the book of the same name. Nice, I love cliche ass adaptations. But there is another book accurate one in the works and it's gonna be dark like what the fuck does that even mean I'm losing my mind trying to think of ways in which P&P could be dark like sure it ain't all frills but it's not fucking Wuthering Heights wtf is this help

“dark and gritty adaptation of pride and prejudice”

Yo! Once again, I have sinned and made another aesthetics for @juuria ‘s OCs. This one is for my bigender Yuki! Had a slight difficulty due to the lack of information the gang has on her! Nevertheless, loved working on her!

Top 5 Lancers

Mod: Hey guys! Kingsley here, mod of Sakata Kintoki. I’m here to list my favourite Lancers from all of the Fate series with Kintoki making some comments along the way.

Kintoki: “Heya! Anyone want some GOLDEN maple leaf syrup with their pancakes?”

Mod: …. Where did you even…? You know what, nevermind let’s start this thing!


5. Cu Cullain - Fate/Prototype

Mod: Totally awesome design. And love his hunter motif compared to his Fate/Stay Night counterpart. Gay Bulge to the max.

Kintoki: “Eh, not GOLDEN enough. 0.6/10″


4. Karna - Fate/Apocrypha

Mod: His OPness is pretty cool, not gonna lie. And his design is pretty Kick-ass too!

Kintoki: “Much better! He’s much more GOLDEN! NOW LEMME TOUCH YOUR ARMOUR!”


3. Diarmuid Ua Duibhne - Fate/Zero

Mod: Stupid sexy Lancer… Love the dual spear though! Even though I can’t say your stupid name…

Kintoki: “2 Spears!? THAT’S AMAZING! He’s able to poke two things at once!”

2. Scathach - Fate/Grand Order

Mod: She isn’t even out yet in Fate/GO but I know that she will be my bae, the true and only bae.(Atleastforthelancerclass) I have no shame. What is it with Irish servants and tights body suits?

Kintoki: “I like her! Strong, independent and probably won’t cry when I play punchies with her! Do you think she’d like some GOLDEN delicious apples?”


1. Cu Cullain - Fate/Stay Night

Mod: What the…? Can we get a proper picture here?

Kintoki: “I don’t think one exists boss! His E Rank luck is preventing him from being able to have anything respectable about him!”

Mod: Okay then… Anyways, Lancer has always been my favourite servant in the 5th Fuyuki Grail War. Though he was always spooked by Kotomine one way or another, his actions scenes were always a sight to behold. GAY BULGE TO THE MAX YO!

Kintoki: “If he was a real dog, he’d be a GOLDEN retriever in my book!”


Mod: That about wraps it up. Thanks for reading. Or not reading. In which case, you’re only okay. For those of you that did read, you’re awesome. 

Kintoki: “Yeah! Stay GOLDEN!”

So, obviously we all love the music from the Legend of Korra? I mean c’mon there hasn’t been music like this on any children’s TV show to my knowledge. 

The soundtracks are AMAZING, and Jeremy and Benjamin haven’t been getting enough credit for their beautiful work. 

Jeremy releases a track every now and then, and it seriously makes me so happy! The only way to hear half of the music from the past 3 books is to listen to audibly edited versions taken from the episodes… which sucks.

Jeremy has said in a comment on his soundcloud that he’s still trying to get the OST’s released. 

It would be great if we could help him out! 

SIGN HERE

A petition helped to get the Book 1 soundtrack released, so hopefully another petition will do the same! And maybe we’ll get the soundtrack for ATLA released officially too! 

Another way to help get these soundtracks released would be to purchase music from Book 1! 

Judging from this, either Nickelodeon are being buttholes (most likely) or there weren’t enough sales of the released book 1 soundtrack. 

So yo guys, if you’ve got the money and love Korra, consider buying some or all of the tracks! 

iTunes

Amazon

Amazon UK

TL:DR - Korra & Atla soundtracks = awesome. Sign the petition and buy Book 1 Soundtrack to get the rest released. 

And if you love the music as much as I do, PLEASE REBLOG! 

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Another  demon

AKA “these idiots are falling ass backwards into a relationship”

Collegenatural au, ft. some one sided ColonelloTsuna (? can it even be called that? It’s just an incubus who wants to eat souls) 

Still primarily R27 though. it’s near the end


Tsuna walked out of the room to see the Ominous Black Book out on the coffee table as his roommate unrolled a large sheet of paper. Upon hearing Tsuna’s approaching footsteps, the roommate looked up and gave a smile. 

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名探偵登場!?
弱虫ペダル
名探偵登場!?

Going to translate slowly but it will get done. Thank you for understanding.

The Appearance of The Great Detective?!
TADOKORO: Original concept by Watanabe Wataru.
ONODA: TV Anime “Yowamushi Pedal” Drama CD.
KINJOU: “Off the Road 2.”

x x x

[ARAKITA enters the clubroom]

ARAKITA: Yo… What, no one else is here yet?
SHINKAI: Hey there, Yasutomo. You’re early today.
ARAKITA: !? Tch, you were here, Shinkai?
SHINKAI: Well, that’s rude.
ARAKITA: If someone sitting by the windows and keeping quiet suddenly spoke to you, you’d be surprised too.
SHINKAI: Ahaha, sorry, sorry. I was absorbed with reading.
ARAKITA: Reading? Oh, another detective novel?
SHINKAI: Yep. I just finished it.
ARAKITA: I can’t believe you read the same kind of book over and over without getting tired of it. They all follow the same pattern, don’t they? There’s a murder, then the detective figures out the key to the murder, and in the end they go “You’re the murderer!” doesn’t it?
SHINKAI: That’s rather blunt. I think there are other aspects besides that which make detective novels so interesting.
ARAKITA: Hah? Other aspects? Like what?
SHINKAI: Well, let’s see… I guess the biggest pleasure of all is figuring out the murderer yourself as you read.
ARAKITA: Figuring out the murderer, huh…
SHINKAI: It feels like you’re putting yourself to the test against the trick that the author designed.
ARAKITA: Hmm… To the test, huh? Let me see that.
SHINKAI: Eh? Ah, this book? Uh, this one actually has a peculiar story so it won’t exactly fit what I just said, so…
ARAKITA: Quit blabbing and let me see it.
SHINKAI: Um… All right. Here.
ARAKITA: “The Great Detective Nodasaka Michio’s Great Case File Series No. 1 – The Case of the Tokyo Dracula Serial Murderer,” huh? Hmm…
SHINKAI: That book doesn’t really concern itself with deductions, so, um…
ARAKITA: [opens the book] Let’s see…
SHINKAI: It got its hype from an online review right after it was released, so, well, to explain, as a detective novel–
ARAKITA: No, Shinkai, you don’t need to explain. I got it.
SHINKAI: Eh? You got what?
ARAKITA: You’re done with reading this, right?

x x x

TOUDOU: That was quite entertaining, Izumida, Manami!
IZUMIDA: You shouldn’t have jumped out at that moment, Manami.
MANAMI: But it was Toudou-san who made me. That was a sly thing to do, making a sudden move there.
TOUDOU: Wahaha! Anyone would have done the same in that case! [opens the clubroom door] Oh, by the way, Manami. Since you lost, you bring the detergent from the equipment room as promised.
MANAMI: You were being serious?! That was such a one-sided promise, it shouldn’t be valid! …Oh, there’s Arakita-san.
IZUMIDA: Ah… Oh, that’s rare.
TOUDOU: Rare? Oh, if it isn’t Arakita! Hey, Arakita! …Huh? Are you ignoring me?
MANAMI: Toudou-san, you shouldn’t disturb him.
TOUDOU: Disturb him? …?!! That Arakita… is reading something other than manga?!

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His lady

I said I was working on something. Well, here you have: this is something xD. Happy Valentine’s? Here is almost over, tho. Anyway!

Genre: Angst. AU-ish.
Rating: T/PG-13, I think.
Pairing: Ladynoir.
Words: 2193.
Status: Completed. One-shot.

Summary: He loved her. She was his lady.

Pls, ignore that the summary is shitty and doesn’t actually, y’know, sums anything lol.

Okay, story time: freaking eons ago, @mosspoolkz asked me if the fic Chat was fanboying over here was a real thing. It wasn’t. Now it is. :D?

You might already know that english isn’t my first language. It’s the first time I write a fanfic in english, so I’m really nervous. Thanks a lot to @matsunogirl for helping me. If there is any mistake, is her fault tell me and I’ll fix it xD.

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frozenmusings replied to your photo “everyone please look at this form harold filled out in kindergarten”

I remember getting suspended twice in elementary school for drawing in class… I had a hard time keeping focus in class so I drew. I’ve had my teachers all through high school throw out my sketch books and give me detentions for drawing or doodling on my notes too often. Nearly every adult in my life has tried to stifle or discourage my creativity one way or another. Now I’m an animator. Fuck you guys.

!!!

Special Jet Set Radio RP (closed) Yoyo+Beat: Kbooks and a date!?

It was only a few days later, when the green haired boy decided to seek help about dating another guy. He didn’t know who to turn to or how to go about this. Now, Yo-yo was a bit of a perverted, all the GGs knew he would sneak out and go buy some adult books. But this was different. Very Different. He went down to a few side roads to an used book store. A K-books in Ikebukuro.

He made sure no one that he knew was around before stepping into the store. He looked up studying the floor’s map.

B1: Doujinshi.

That is where he needed to go. It was on the bottom floor. He held his breath before checking around again. Yo-yo sneakingly went down the stairs.

The bottom floor was split into two areas. One he was used to seeing, and one he was nervous and curious about. He was the only male in the BL area of the store. Which made him sweat even more. He lifted his head up, “Best sellers?” He did recognize few of the pretty boys on the covers. “Damn. Which one is going to help me the most?” He scan the names of the tabs sticking out. “It by series? Ugh. There to many to pick.”

He went ahead a pick up a best seller. “The guy on here has red hair, just like him.” He open it carefully as his hands starts to sweat.

@cant-beat-this @pk-melody

My First Sexual Encounter with a Hood Nigga

I had a hood nigga one time come to my place. He walked there on a mid summer 95°+ day (he lived 2blocks away so he decided not to drive). He walked there wearing those pants with the velcro (Jabos), some Tims and a long sleeve black thermo. At that moment I should have known. I should have known to walk back inside and pretend I never met him.

When he got to my place he was dripping in sweat carrying a black book bag up on his back. We get into my place and we settled in. He pulls a Madea Movie out of his book bag and says, “This is my favorite movie yo!” And I laughed internally as he goes over to my DVD player and turns it on.

We stopped watching the movie a few minutes in because we were preoccupied with each other. Eventually we got to undressing one another. In the middle of him undressing me he stops and gets up. Starts reaching in his bag and begins pulling items out one by one and nicely lining them up on my dresser.

He starts with a jar of Coco Butter, then follows with a condom, then a silver pocket rocket, next some petroleum jelly, oh and a Q-Tip! I almost forgot the Q-Tip.

I’m thinking to myself, “ooo a massage! I’d like a massage but with some nice fragrant oils not some damn coco butter.” Little did I know the coco butter wasn’t even for me so I humbled myself rather quickly.

He uncaps the coco butter and gets a handful and starts stroking his dick with it. Never seen no shit like this so I watched in amazement. Then he grabs the Vaseline gets his Q-Tip and scoops out some, and rubs it all around the head of his penis.
He then proceeds to put his condom on all while I’m staring at him in disbelief.

He takes off the remainder of his clothes and folds them up and places them neatly on my chair. He comes back over to me still in his Tims and wifebeater and lays me down, and takes off his shirt. Covers my face with it and upon contact with my face I then remember he just walked here dripping wet in blazing 95° midday southern summer heat. “Hold on”, he tells me. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” I’m like, “if its that dick I want no part of it.”

A few seconds later he comes back over to me and parts my legs and rubs my thighs. Then I feel something slide up inside. I was like, “is that a finger?” Lying there perplexed, eyes covered with his t-shirt dripping in sweat. Still trying to identify what the hell could possibly be up inside of me. Then it dawned on me. That damn pocket rocket no Vaseline.

That’s when I was done. Completely over it! Let’s just say we did not have sexual relations that day or ever. However, we did finish watching ma to the damn dea on opposite sides of the bed.

Yo, an updated version of an earlier one I made. Anyone else a fan of these?