but anyway here it is

Close Your Eyes, Clear Your Heart, Cut The Cord by eli_ssabeth (yafookinlousah on tumblr)
Pairing: Louis/Harry
Word Count: 11k
Rating: Teen And Up
Summary: Harry looks bewildered for a second before extending his hand warily. “I’m Harry. Styles.“
Louis looks at his hand then back at his face before reluctantly shaking it. “Is that your real name?” he asks dubiously.
Harry barks out a short laugh. “Yep,” he says, popping the p. “But I get that a lot.”
“Oh, I’m sure you do.”
“You still haven’t told me yours,” Harry reminds Louis, who is definitely paying attention to what Harry is saying and totally not getting lost in his eyes.
“Look at that, I haven’t,” Louis agrees, finally letting go of Harry’s hand before offering a strained smile and marching past him.
He can feel Harry’s stare on him the entire way to the door.

Louis is a paediatric surgeon who hates publicity visits and Harry is a singer who visits publicly. A lot. They fall in love anyway.

Written as part of @hlyearlyficfest

with you

summary: home is where the heart is. shallura.
also read on: ao3
for: @alluran, with a thank you for your kind encouragement to me
part of “the princess and the paladin” series. link to master list here.

She tells him of Altea.

She tells him of home—how when she was young she would wake before the king and the queen and all the knights of the castle and climb the many flights up the tallest tower to lie on the roof. She would just barely make it in time to catch sight of the purple-striped clouds over the horizon, the light of the first sunrise and second moonset spilling over blue-topped mountains covered in evergold trees.

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It wasn’t shocking news. At least, it shouldn’t have been. Aakola always knew another groom would be chosen for her. She had no illusions; the Princess knew that they wouldn’t let her marry for love. That, despite her first fiance breaking off their engagement, Grandmother wouldn’t give her a break…she wouldn’t show Aakola some mercy, and allow the Princess to choose her own husband.

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Hi everyone! I’m Meri, and I’m new to the studyblr side of tumblr. I’m in my 20s and I’ve attended a few semesters of college, but money is tight so my education is a slow process. I have changed my major a few times, from animation to graphic design to theater, and now I’m considering changing it again, this time to English. 

So why do I have a studyblr if I’m not in school at the moment? Well, it’s not just a studyblr. After a recent promotion at my job, I was given a pocket moleskine and told to keep notes on my department. A little googling opened the door to the bullet journal community on tumblr, and from there the studyblr community followed. So here we are!

Things I like: 

  • Books (Especially YA fantasy/fairy tales)
  • Theatre
  • Movies & TV shows
  • Comic books
  • Fiber arts (knitting, weaving, spinning)
  • Crafting
  • Writing
  • Memes

Things I blog about & want to see on my dash:

  • Bullet journaling
  • Planning/organization
  • Handwriting & typography
  • Book binding/papermaking
  • Stationery & supplies
  • DIY crafts
  • Books

Even though I’m very new to this community, I already have several blogs that have been huge inspirations. They are: @jellybujo / @focusign / @areistotle / @obsidianstudy / @productiveowl / @bohoberry / @apricot-studies / @veriastudies / @studypetals

And a special thank you to @studyign whose amazing YouTube channel cheered me up after wisdom teeth surgery and inspired me to create this blog. 

Anyway, I’m really excited to be part of this community, and I hope to make a lot of new friends! If you have similar interests, I’d love to meet you. Come send me a message and say hi!

epikegsters  asked:

Beth I was just looking through some of your amazing nurseydex fics and I was really enjoying them and then I LOOK OVER AT YOUR SIDEBAR AND WHAT THE HELL IS THIS TEAM ROACHES BLASPHEMY. HOW COULD YOU?!?!?!

MORGAN I saw what you posted yesterday about your dad being team roaches and you being DISGUSTED with him and I was like… this is not going to end well for me

BUT THE THING IS, Roaches are KNOWN okay??? Like we know exactly what roaches are there to do, why they’re doing it, and can technically get rid of them… with an exterminator


There’s three important takeaways from this debate though

1) Ransom and Holster are on different teams and somehow have retained their best bro-ship (we are all living this post on the daily)

2) I’m counting on all you Team Attic people to come DEAL with the crazy murderer in my attic when the time comes. In return, I will deal with the roaches.

3) WHAT IF THE PERSON IN THE ATTIC CAN CONTROL THE ROACHES??? WHAT IF THERE’S BOTH?? WHAT WILL WE ALL DO THEN? (Answer: embrace death. that’s literally all why can do)


Hissing (or whatever sound he would make) Chimera Laopon became less scary as it went on. Remember to hug your chimeras, if safe to do so.

@rancid-gravity I’m glad we were thinking the same thing, though I’m not sure if this is what you made in mind.

this is late and i have no excuses i just needed time to get my shit together honestly. anyway!! if you didn’t get in please don’t be sad… honestly i wanted to add everyone but i was only going to pick 15 members and it turned out 19 and i wanna talk abt these Pretentious Nerds with all of you

ok eduarda, now what?

  • send me an icon and a little something you want to show next to ur name in the nw page, which i still have NOT coded, i am sorry. it can be a quote or just your name and pronouns just let me know
  • i’m going to add you to the chat immediately and if you don’t have a kik yet, i’m going to message you letting you know to make one
  • track and use the tag #murderclique for your creations/selfies
  • follow the other members and make friends :)
  • i love u

According to all known laws
of aviation,

there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.

Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.

The bee, of course, flies anyway

because bees don’t care
what humans think is impossible.

Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.

Ooh, black and yellow!
Let’s shake it up a little.

Barry! Breakfast is ready!


this person sent the entire goddamn script i am having a stroke -bp

So, if any of you followed me back when I had my job at the coffee shop, I constantly complained about being the only woman there and my boss was always fucking around when it came to scheduling me.

Here, there is only one man in my department, and I sat down to make my months schedule, and my supervisor apologized for putting me on for two weekends in a row and not being able to give me a perfectly consistent schedule.