but i just wanted here forever

Okay guys, it’s been less than 6 months since my shenanigans started rolling onto your dashes and now 400 of you want to see my shit apparently. I don’t know what to say at this point, usually there’s a point where the flow of followers kinda just starts to stop coming, but you guys just keep coming. I can’t thank all my partners enough for coming and wanting to write with me even when I’m slow as hell and even those who just want to read my stuff, thanks for the support!

As usual I’m putting it under a cut because it gets LOOOOOOONG. If I forget one of you it’s not on purpose, i love you too. 

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Originally posted by lukemagnus

so i recently hit 700 followers which is kind of epic for me tbh!!! i’ve been on tumblr for years and i’ve always been a pretty small blog, but ever since really engaging with the sh fandom things have gotten crazy!!! i just wanted to let y’all know i appreciate each and every one of you - those who have been with me forever and tolerate my crazy fandom jumps, and new friends who appreciate what they see here!!

anyway, rather than doing a follow forever or anything, i’m going to be accepting au prompts again for a few days - there’s an ask game you guys can all play with, and you’re of course welcome to send me something else if you have a burning desire.

thanks so much guys, you rock 💞

Me, Doing College Theatre: “Why do we keep doing all these Weird as Shit™ shows? Wouldn’t we get more butts in seats if we did musicals?”

Me, now, doing Butts-in-Seats-Musicals: “Hokay, please direct me towards the Weird Shit. I would like one Weird Shit Play, please.”

a year ago today you pulled me off the top of a parking garage outside MSU. i told you to just go. to just leave me. but you didn’t. you didn’t leave. you sat on the top of that parking garage with me as i broke down. and i told you how i wanted to die. how i couldn’t do it anymore. you didn’t understand that it had nothing to do with you. you did everything you could. but the point is. you stayed. you stayed until you convinced me i had just one more day in me, just as you had the day before. i owe you a lot. you loved me even when i didn’t love myself. you loved me enough for the both of us. you pulled me off the top of that parking garage and for that i will forever be indebted to you. i’m not here to rehash old relationships or past loves. but today on a road trip home the sun was setting and i got off at the nearest exit. i walked around the harbor and i ran up the stairs in the parking garage overlooking the city, i jumped the ledge and sat with my feet dangling. a man ran over to me. he asked me if i was okay. and i turned around and smiled at him and said yes i am. and he sat there with me for a minute just to make sure. i sat with my feet dangling over the edge i took a deep breath. and i realized that i was okay. in that moment i was okay. don’t get me wrong i’m not always okay. but when he ran over to me and asked me if i was okay. i realized something. i really didn’t want to jump. i sat there until the sun went down and i thought about the last year. and i realized that for the last year i’ve been alone and when the sun went down today i took myself off the edge because now i love myself enough for us both.

anonymous asked:

100 ways to say I love you?

1. “Everything is gonna be okay”

2. “We can go outside if your having anxiety”

3. “i’m here if you need to talk”

4. “your really something aren’t you”

5. “I like you just the way you are”

6. “i worry about you”

7. “your my favorite”

8. “I believe in you”

9. “your important to me”

10. “i care”

11. “I was just thinking about you”

12. “i noticed

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Sick AU Prompts

- “I told you that you’d get sick if you cuddled with me… and no I’m not making you soup because I’M STILL SICK.”

- “Dude you have a serious fever.”
“Ha, it’s just because I’m so hot you can’t handle this.”
“No this is like hospital level fever. You are going to die.”

- “I want to just lay here forever, I feel so crappy.”
“Stfu you aren’t the one with the flu.”

- “Hey, can you buy another box of tissues?”
“I just bought you 3 yesterday!”
“I KNOW.”

- “I know this is a family cure and it’s supposed to make me better but that looks straight up disgusting.”

- “If you don’t take your freaking medicine I’m going to kill you.”                     “No need, this flu will do it for you.”

- “Ugh, do I have to get you soup right now?”                                                       “I will sneeze on you if you don’t.”                                                                       “Fair point.”

- “Look, I finally organized all my papers. Even though I’m sick!”                          *sneeze*                                                                                                                “Oh fu-”

- “I’M DYING.”                                                                                                         “You’re fine, you just have a cold.”                                                                       “I SAID, I’M DYING.”

- “I know you were super sweet and bundled me up in a bunch of blankets and brought me soup and tissues, but I have to go to the bathroom now…”

The Stages Of My Mystic Messenger Addiction

WHERES MY DLC/OTHER CONTENT CHERITZ??

But wait no I know how long it takes to write the story…. draw the characters… program… and you all have lives too….

I’m just throwing a tantrum, I just want new content! But I know I can’t be greedy. I’ve gotta stay supportive and strong.

I love you Chertiz. 

(Nah I’m not flirty at all. In reality I’m like this)

I’ll always be waiting for Cheritz, always be waiting for this game that has become part of my life.
I will be here as the dorky Saeyoung emoji. Sarangheyo ♡

Okay…it’s shit like this that makes me believe that Trekkies are NOWHERE NEAR as “progressive” as they like to believe themselves to be. (Also, at the time of this writing this is the most popular comment on the Star Trek Discovery trailer.

I mean really. If ya’ll are so “tolerant” then why is it that you’re getting pissy about a black woman as the lead? Why are ya’ll getting so freaked out over gay relationships, and people of color? 

Hell, if anything Trekkies should be used to this kind of thing, but ever since the trailer dropped all I’ve been seeing is complaining that they show doesn’t revolve around a white dude, or Trekkies being upset that the show’s going to “preach to them.” 

Shouldn’t the Trek fandom be celebrating? 

But they’re not, and I’ll tell you why. 

Because the Trek fandom (like ALL fandoms) only want diversity in a way that still caters to whiteness. Or heterosexuality. Sure, they claim to want diversity and interesting stories, but only if it means that whiteness (or heteronormativity) is still centered. Yeah, they’re cool with a “non white lead” as long as the “non white lead” doesn’t draw attention to the fact that they’re not white. Because a black woman embracing her heritage, her history, and her culture is “too much” for anyone to handle. 

Picard can quote European literature all damn day, but god forbid Sisko mention black history, or civil rights. Kirk and Archer can have all the female interplanetary love interests they want, but having an openly gay man in a loving relationship is “too preachy.”

If ya’ll want to talk about how “progressive” your fandom is (and I’m talking fandom here, not TV show) then the response to having a diverse cast should be “Cool. Nothing new for us.” 

But instead I’m seeing “SJW’s ruined this show” or “It’s gonna ruin Star Trek forever” or worst yet, Trekkies writing essays about how they’re “So totally not bigots, but they just don’t like the idea of being ‘force fed’ diversity”. 

Honestly, I bet people said the exact same shit about Kirk and Uhura’s kiss. It wouldn’t surprise me at all.

Well, ya’ll can trust and believe that people are keeping receipts on this shit.

Lance and Matt BROTP (Latte)

Okay okay so we All know about the amazing langst potential with Matt around

But after that?

I just really want them to be best bros

-

Along the way they start talking. They discover that their sense of humor is almost the same and they have aLOt in common

-

*Keith walks into the room*

Matt: “is that a fucking Mullet. Who is that angsty teen over there”

Lance: “Thank u God for Pidge`s brother, Matt Holt, and my future husba-”

Pidge: “LANCE EW NO.”


-

*Green lion flying through the air*

Lance, muttering to himself:
“Oh shit whaddup-”

Matt, basically shouting into Shiro`s ear :
“-HERE COMES DAT BOI”

-

They talk about family, about how they both miss their moms. Lance tells Matt how he looks alot like his brother at home. Matt is just like “dude I can be your brother until u get back home” because that’s what Lance did to Pidge and Matt is forever grateful for that. He wants to return the favour.

-

What if one day they go on a diplomatic mission together and they managed to convince the aliens that voltron’s anthem was All Stars by Smashmouth??

They also manage to convince them that the sign of the alliance with Voltron is a finger gun dab?

Like dabbing but with finger guns

So like the Leader wanting to please Voltron commands their army to line up and yeah like there is a whole troop of millitants standing intimidatingly in front of the team. And then Suddenly the general shouts
“ATTENTION!” and all those scary buff ass soldiers dab in perfect syn c

The team LOSES their shit. Pidge is red faced, cackling , Hunk is wheezing so hard tears just keep streaming down his face, Keith is a little confused but chuckles, he is glad to see the team happy. Shiro is fighting hard to keep a straight face, his lips are turned up at the corners and his shoulders are shaking. Allura is just???? Coran is just shakes his head fondly because its That Thing Lance told him about and tries explaining it to the princess.

-

Lance introducing Matt to his “chill time”

It includes fabulous self care. Eg: face masks, nail polish, etc.
(“Katie touch my leg it’s so S m O O Th”)

Matt introduces Lance to his own “chill time” as well

Very fucking dramatic. It consists of launching themselves out of their lions, switching off their comms and screaming about how ‘life is a biTCH into the dark abyss of space where no one can hear them.

-

I bet they do little sleepovers where they gossip and do the whole self care routine

It will also usually include BLANKET FORTS.
And passwords and codenames.

Keith: “Cowboy McEmo”
He has to sing “Old McDonald had a farm” but instead it’s “Keith McEmo had a farm” or just brandish his knife threateningly

Pidge: “Gremlin” “WhatthehellisaPidge”
Has to say how cool Matt is in sonnets

Hunk: “Babe”, “Bro”, “Sweetheart,” basically any pet name in the world
Doesn’t need to do anything. But he insists and brings a snack or two anyways

Shiro: “Space dad,” “Naruto Scriptwriter”
Has to admit Matt is better at Mario Kart than he is (despite Matt being horrible at it)

((Thank u to my friend on Insta u know wh9 u are))

I told you I spent an entire day drawing Silmarillion children! Here’s a bunch of dark-haired babies.

You didn’t just break promises, you broke me.
—  “I promise to love you forever”

i wish it were easy to describe what depression feels like. i wish i could explain why i do things like lay in the dark under a blanket it. it’s too hot under the blanket but too cold outside of it. i don’t do anything about it. netflix is prompting me to press the “i’m still here” button but i haven’t worked up the energy to do it. it’s kind of ironic because sometimes with depression it feels like you’re not here or there or anywhere at all. sometimes you lay under a blanket where it’s too hot with tears running down your face. you’re not crying though, you don’t know why you’ve got tears. you’re tired, you’re bored. you’ve got your phone in your hand but refreshing the same apps over and over isn’t enough to distract you. you want to do something to get out of your head but nothing will help. you’ll still be bored. you’ll still be depressed. you just want to close your eyes and go to sleep forever. i wish it were easy to explain why i feel like this but it’s not. any explanation of what i do or how i feel is never as easy as it seems. i’m not laying in the dark doing nothing and listening to my ears ring because i want to. i want to do other things. i want to get up. fuck, i just want to have the willpower enough to watch the next episode but i don’t. i just… don’t.

anonymous asked:

Okay but DEH Bowling headcanons?

DEH BOWLING: 

  • Jared and Zoe get into a fight over who gets the “good ball” 
  • Connor looks so disinterested, Evan is rambling how he hasn’t been bowling for so long
  • Alana inputs the name according to Alphabetical order
  • Zoe calls hacks
  • Alana goes first, she throws the ball with two hands between her legs, granny style. Takes forever, only gets like half the pins
  • Connor haphazardly tosses the ball like a basketball, it slams into the ground and goes right to the gutter, he growls
  • Evan goes, everyone is getting ready to take their time. Zoe is watching Alana do some extra credit, Jared is on his phone, Connor is staring off into space with one headphone in
  • Evan whispers “here I go” and fucking chucks that ball down the line and gets a hard strike
  • Connor just looks at him and in unison with everyone says “What the fuck” 


Endgame: Evan does so well the local bowling time wants to recruit him. 

I Got You On My Mind [Part 6]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

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Summary: After regaining some of your memories, you and Jungkook finally face the truth.

Word count: 1.9k words

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When Jieun came home, she found you sitting on the floor. Your eyes were red, but your tears had dried long ago. Jieun regarded your blank expression with concern, immediately dropping to the ground to check on you.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Jieun asked frantically, looking at your body for injuries. “Did you hurt your leg again? Why are you crying?”

You sighed and closed your eyes, feeling more tired than upset. Jieun’s flittering hands stilled, as if she sensed that something was off.

“Y/N?”

“I remember now, Jieun,” you said. “I remember what happen that night, and what happened after. I know that you and Jungkook were a thing, and that he rejected me right away.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” Jieun whispered, her own eyes watering. “I didn’t want to upset you or confuse you. It hurt you so much the first time, I didn’t want to see you go through it again.”

“I just don’t understand,” you replied, your voice strained with frustration. “Did you like him? Do you still like him? Is that why you tried to hide your relationship with him from me?”

“What? No! No, of course not,” Jieun exclaimed, her eyes widening with surprise. “I mean, I did have a bit of a crush on him, but our relationship was just physical. It ended as soon as you two figured out that you’re…you know, soulmates.”

“But I’m still confused,” you said, trying to hold off another wave of tears. “Jungkook said he wanted nothing to do me. But now he’s so sweet. He’s like two different people, and I don’t know which one is the real him.”

“Just talk to him,” Jieun smiled, rubbing your back gently. “He’s not as bad as you remember. I’m sure the person Jungkook is with you now is the person he wishes he was when you first met.”

“Still, why was he so cruel in the beginning?” you asked helplessly. “I don’t know if I can forgive that.”

“Only Jungkook can answer that,” Jieun replied softly. “Promise me you’ll talk to him, okay?”

You nodded, realizing that Jieun knew much more than she let on. She helped you to your feet and led you back to the couch. You decided you wouldn’t press her for more information, because in the end, you would need to talk to Jungkook eventually.


Even though you had decided to talk to Jungkook, you hadn’t been able to muster enough courage to confront him. He had no idea that you had regained your memories, so he was contacting you like usual. But when you picked up your phone to reply, the events of your first encounter flashed before your eyes. Every time that happened, you put your phone down and tried to ignore your heavy heart.

So, to put it simply, you had been ignoring Jungkook for the past week.

You had several unread messages in your inbox from Jungkook. Surely Jungkook was so popular, he wasn’t used to be ignored. The texts started coming less frequently, and you wondered if they would eventually stop all together. You figured–albeit guiltily–that if Jungkook really wanted company, he could find another girl.

One Thursday afternoon, you were reading through some notes sent to you by a classmate when you heard Jungkook’s thoughts whispering in the back of your head. You jumped, growing unaccustomed to your soulmate’s presence after such a long period of silence.

“Why isn’t she talking to me?” Jungkook thought, and although it was quiet in your mind, you could hear the worry in your voice. Your heart panged, and you felt bad for assuming the worst of Jungkook. Clearly, he was still thinking of you. “Did I do something wrong again?”

Again.

No, not again. The first mistake was hurtful enough. But of course, Jungkook had no idea that you remembered what he had done. You wanted to scream at him–make him hurt as much as he had hurt you. But you also just wanted to see him again, because you had grown to love the caring side of Jungkook that he had shown you.

“Maybe her condition got worse,” came Jungkook’s next thought, which sounded even more alarmed than the last. “I should stop by. Yeah–I’ll go after class.”

You jumped to your feet, wavering as you tried to catch your balance. Reaching out for your crutches, you hobbled out of your room and into the living room, where Jieun was playing guitar.

“Jieun!” you screeched, making her jump.

“Oh my god!” Jieun squealed, placing a hand over her heart dramatically. “Why are you screaming at me?”

“Jungkook’s coming here after his class is over,” you hurried to explain, your words overlapping in your haste. Still, Jieun understood what you were trying to say.

“Oh, so do you need me to leave?” Jieun asked, setting aside her guitar. “I can disappear for an hour or two.”

“No, no! Definitely do not leave,” you squeaked desperately. “I’m not ready to see him! I need you to cover for me. Tell him that I’m not home and that I forgot my phone here.”

“What? Y/N, are you avoiding him?” Jieun demanded, her face growing dark. “You promised me that you would talk to him! Ignoring your problems won’t make them go away.”

“I know, I know!” you replied. “And I will talk to him, but I’m just not ready yet. I need time to process everything so that I can face him properly. I don’t want to get upset and ruin things forever.”

Jieun’s face softened at your obvious fear, and she sighed. “I understand why you’re scared, but you should trust Jungkook a little bit too,” she argued. “He’s shown you that he’s a good guy, right? I get why you’re so hesitant, believe me. But I’m also seeing this from Jungkook’s perspective, too.”

“You’re my friend, be on my side!” you whined. Jieun rolled her eyes at you.

“Okay, don’t do that. I’m doing what’s best for you,” Jieun said. “Even though you don’t want to talk to him now, in the long run, you’ll be thanking me for making you two work out your problems.”

“I’ll thank you even more if you cover for me this one time,” you said, on the borderline of begging. “I swear I’ll talk to him after, Jieun! I just need a little more time. I’m really not ready to see Jungkook.”

“Fine,” Jieun sighed, falling back onto the couch in frustration. “I’ll cover for you this one time. You can go hide in your room or whatever.”

“Thank you so much, Jieun!” you cried. “I love you so much! You’re the best.”

“I know,” Jieun laughed. “And I’m assuming you ignored all of Jungkook’s attempts to contact you up until now?”

You looked away guiltily.


When Jungkook knocked on the door, you were hiding in your room. Your bedroom door was left slightly ajar, so if you peeked through, you could see the foyer. Jieun approached it, glaring at you as she did. You sent her a thankful smile.

Jieun opened the door, but you couldn’t see Jungkook.

“Oh, Jieun,” Jungkook said. You missed the sound of his sweet voice–you could admit that. “Is Y/N around? I haven’t heard from her since I saw her last week.”

“No, she’s not around,” Jieun replied easily. “Y/N had to spend the week with her grandparents, because they got really worried when they heard about the accident. And she was dumb enough to leave her phone at home.”

“Oh,” Jungkook said, sounding surprised. It sounded like a valid excuse, and you were a little shocked that Jieun was so good at lying. “I’m surprised she didn’t tell me earlier.”

“It’s because she didn’t know that she would be leaving until her grandparents showed up,” Jieun answered. She continued a bit sheepishly, “Actually, I was supposed to tell you that she would be out of town. I guess I forgot.”

“Yeah, guess you did,” Jungkook replied dryly. Jieun just shrugged and sent him a carefree smile. “When will she be back?”

“Sometime next week,” Jieun said. You gulped, realizing that she was giving you a deadline.

“Alright,” Jungkook said slowly. He sounded like he was getting ready to leave. “Thanks, I guess.”

Jieun began to close the door slowly. You exhaled in relief, feeling your body deflate. I can’t believe that worked, you thought. Jieun should have been an actress.

“What the fuck?” Jungkook’s voice suddenly thundered. Jieun jumped, backing away from the door. Jungkook burst through the foyer. “Why are you lying to me?”

“W-what are you talking about?” Jieun stammered.

“Y/N, where are you?” Jungkook called out, ignoring Jieun completely. “I know you’re here. I can hear you thinking right now.”

Oh shit.

“Yeah, oh shit is right,” Jungkook snorted. He scanned the apartment, finally settling on your bedroom door. He saw your face peeking through, and he smiled slightly and began to approach you.

Accepting your fate, you pulled yourself to your feet and opened the door, clutching the doorframe for support.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Jungkook asked once he stood in front of you, the hurt clear in his downtrodden expression. “Did I do something to upset you?”

“Yeah, you did,” you replied tiredly.

“What was it?” Jungkook questioned, confused. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, if I did. I thought you had a good time with me last week.”

“I did,” you smiled. “You’ve been really great since the hospital. You helped me a lot, and you’re fun to be around.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Jungkook asked, cocking his head adorably in confusion.

“It’s what happened before then,” you said simply.

Jungkook paled, his mouth opening slightly. His eyes lowered, and you could see his jaw clenching. He stood there quietly for a few moments, but eventually, he tentatively lifted his gaze to meet yours.

“You remember everything,” Jungkook said quietly. It wasn’t a question. He was biting his lip nervously, and you wondered why he was the nervous one when it was you who had been deceived all along.

“Not everything, but I remember enough,” you responded. You broke your eye contact with Jungkook, feeling overwhelmed. “I don’t understand you at all, Jungkook. Why are being so nice now?”

“It’s…it’s a really long story,” Jungkook sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can’t justify what I did, but if it means anything to you, I regret everything that happened that night. I didn’t mean a word I said.”

“Then why did you say what you did?”

“Like I said, it’s a long story,” Jungkook replied. “I can explain it to you if you’re willing to listen. I’ll tell you everything, I promise. And if you don’t want to see me after this, I won’t bother you ever again.”

“How do I know that what you’re saying is the truth?” you asked, looking at Jungkook for any signs of deceit.

“You’ll just have to trust me.”

You almost laughed–how could you trust him so easily again? But you remembered the boy who  had slept by your bedside in the hospital, and the boy who acted like you were the most interesting thing in the world. The boy who had promised to sing to you.

“Fine, I’ll listen,” you breathed.

- Girl in Luv

Ok…this took to long. I kind of lost inspiration for this series, but it’s back now! You can expect more regular updates. The story’s drawing to a close…so what do think is going to happen? Also heads up: no posts tomorrow night. We’re going to prom!!! Thanks for reading guys! Ya girl’s gonna get turnt!

The Eurovision Crash Course.

Made by an American for other Americans.

So if you have European internet friend or follow blogs run by Europeans, chances are you’ll be come across a lot posts about Eurovision

But what exactly is Eurovision?

I’m sure you’ve already gotten a lot of sarcastic answers, so here’s a quick free crash course in this crazy cultural phenomenon.

It’s a super hardcore song contest that began in 1956 as a way to unite Europe. It began with about seven countries back when TV was just starting to become a thing. It has since expanded to included most of Europe and a number neighboring countries.

Oh, and as of 2015, Australia is one of the contestants too. And it’s one of the most widely watched non-sporting events ever. But never ask a European why America hasn’t been invited. There’s a fairly high chance they’d rather die than have us there to ruin it.

Okay, that’s cool and all, but how exactly does it work?

So each country sends a representative, and people vote for the best. But you can’t vote for your own country. But I’m really not sure if people-voting even matters because each country has a jury that awards points to other countries, and it’s those points that determine who wins Eurovision. Most points wins.

That’s why things can get political, even though it’s not supposed to and Eurovision was founded on the idea of unity. And why it’s possible for song to win the public televote but not the actual contest.

Now! For video examples!

The 10 most recent winners of the Eurovision Song Contest (2007 - 2016)

  • Pretty self-explanatory. Gives an adequate beginner’s taste of Eurovision performances in general. Showcases genre variety, goofiness, and a poop ton of confetti.

The Story of ESC

  • Again, pretty self-explanatory. It’s literally just learning about Eurovision: theatrical music-number style!

How to create the perfect Eurovision Performance | Tutorial

  • A bit of a satirical piece. Fun fact: every goofy thing you see on stage is a reference to an actual performance
  • And yes, the main people singing are the same singers as the other video.
  • Important references that the song makes are linked below for your convenience.

The main guy singing won for Sweden in 2015. His performance also includes dancing with cartoons!

The violin guy won for Norway in 2009. He has one of the highest final scores in Eurovision history. He’s also super talented and I love him.

The people in demon costumes won for Finland in 2006. Their song was literally called “Hard Rock Hallelujah.”

Austria set a piano on fire in 2015. And then just left it there. (It starts burning about two minutes into the song.)

Grandmas baking bread. Believe it or not, they got second!

Russia had an famous gold-medalist ice skater onstage in 2008.

And yes, that is a hamster wheel.

…you get the point. If I keep going, this list would carry on forever.

Also! Some of my personal favorites:

Again, I could go on forever, but…you know. Although, if you want more song recommendations, feel free to message me!

(Also, if you’re European and reading this, please don’t kill me. Instead, tell me how I did? And feel free to link your favorite entries too!)

LISTEN UP WRITERS I’M WELL AWARE THAT YOU DON’T OWE ANY OF US SHIT BUT I SWEAR TO ALL THE GODS IF YOU GIVE US BRAVEN AND THEN HAVE BELLAMY LEAVE HER FOR CLARKE ONCE THEY GET BACK TO THE GROUND THAT WILL BE THE LAST STRAW BECAUSE RAVEN REYES DESERVES BETTER THAN THAT! IM NOT HERE TO WATCH RAVEN BE SECOND RUNNER UP TO CLARKE ONCE AGAIN! I’D RATHER HAVE NO ROMANTIC BRAVEN THAN WATCH HER BE HAPPY WITH BELLAMY THEN HAVE YOU RIP THAT AWAY FROM HER TOO!