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ENDEARMENT | kji

A/N: bro, YOUDONTUNDERSTAND i am so emo right now. I can’t tell you how much I was/am struggling so Annie advised to write it out. lol it’s funny because I just want to koala spoon Jongin so badly i feel like I might cry, but you can blame hormones for that. all i want it nutella, mac and cheese, and to ride Jongin into the sunset. lol. I’m sorry Chanyeolie, i promise i still love you.

(Annie my beaut, thank you for your help on this one. love you lots.)


there’s so much fluff in this i think I’m going to throw up.

word count: 1432, the universe hates me.


It’s early on a friday night when Jongin lets himself into your apartment.

“Babe!” he calls out as he closes and locks the door behind him.

He knows you’ve been writing a paper most of the day, so he’s come prepared with different snacks and iced coffee as a treat for your hard work. He figures that you must be too focused to answer him back, so he makes the kitchen his first stop to put away all the snacks. He then goes to your room, and when he steps in, he finds you typing furiously on your laptop with your glasses perched on the bridge of your nose.

“You know, if you’re not careful babe, your face will freeze like that,” he says, referring to the severe furrow of your brows and the frown upon your lips, or as you like to call it, your game face.

“It’s a good thing you’re already used to my resting bitch face then, isn’t it?” you smirk.

He laughs and comes over to where you’re sitting to wrap his arms around your shoulders. He gives your cheek a long kiss before he speaks again.

“How much longer, my love?”

You take one of your hands off the keyboard to stroke one of his arms lightly, giving him goosebumps.

“A lot, but it’s not due for another two weeks so I think it’s safe to call it a day. My back is sore from sitting like this all day, anyway.”

Gently, you pry his arms off your shoulders to give yourself the room to stretch your back. You moan rather loudly as you extend your arms and sigh contently as you hear your back pop.

“Let me just save this and then my full attention will be on you, okay?”

You turn to kiss him with your hand coming up to his face and your thumb stroking his cheek. He smiles when you two break away to leave you to it. After saving your work, you make your way to your bed, where Jongin is sitting cross-legged. He’s flicking through the channels on your TV. as you shuffle over to him on your knees. When you get close enough to sit behind him, you straddle his legs and wrap your arms around his torso. You trace a pattern of long kisses under his ear and run your fingers up and down his back soothingly.

“Find anything good?”

He torques his body oddly towards you to give you a full kiss, then turns back to the TV.

“Nothing, not even Adventure Time or that show where they make those big ass tree houses.”

“Dang,” you huff, “I love that show.”

He lets out another sigh. “We should just watch a movie then…  or how ‘bout we marathon something? We haven’t done that in a while, oh and I brought snacks, too,” Jongin adds as an afterthought.

“Babe, you spoil me. First you shower me with cute texts all day and then you bring me food? What did I do to deserve this?” you swoon, giggling into his ear and making him curl away from the tickle of your breath.

“I need to give you incentive to blow me somehow,” he says with a smugass grin, “you give great head.”

“Kim Jongin, you are an asshole!” you laugh out loud, playfully swatting at him with one of your pillows.

He laughs obnoxiously as you wrestle him down until you’re straddling his hips. Eventually, you both calm down and he intertwines your fingers with his just enjoying your proximity.

“You need to stop hanging out with Taemin, he’s turned you into a pervert,” you joke.

“You love it, don’t lie babe,” He chuckles out with a giant shit eating grin painted on his face, “and you need to stop hanging out with Joonmyeon hyung, his bad humor is rubbing off on you,” he adds while playing with your fingers.

“Oh! Speaking of mama Joon, he told me another joke, wanna hear it?”

Jongin knows it’s gonna be a bad one, but the smile your face is so wide he can’t bare to break your heart, so he nods his head.

“Okay. What do you call a cow with no legs?”

Jongin thinks it over, but he can’t find an answer.

“I don’t know, what?”

“Ground beef!” you laugh out and it makes your eyes sparkle and crinkle the way they do whenever you’re happiest, and it’s probably why Jongin can’t help but break into a smile after groaning at this silliness, this weightlessness that surrounds him when he’s with you.

“That’s it! No more hanging out with him, that was the worst one yet!”

You’re laughing so hard that you start crying and it gives Jongin the distraction he needs to flip you onto your back, keeping himself between your legs to lay his head on your chest. After a few minutes, you finally start to breathe easy.

Jongin lifts his head and smiles at you.

“Have you quite finished baby?”

You smile and nod at him. “If I stop, can I wear your sweater?”

Rather than speaking, he pulls away from you to sit back and pull your shirt over your head. He helps you to sit upright, then takes the sweater he’s wearing off and slips it onto you.

“Since you have left me bare chested,” he pauses to point at his shirtless torso, his ridiculous eight pack of full display, “after snacks, you are required to cuddle me. Otherwise I’ll get cold.”

You kiss him whispering, okay, and before you can get up to walk on your own,Jongin grabs you by the thighs to wrap them around his torso and carries you into the kitchen, only letting you go to set you on the counter. He orders you to stay put with a warning point of his index finger and a squint in his eyes as he pulls out the iced coffee and snacks he’d brought. Jongin goes as far as to feed you, laughing when you playfully bite at his fingers. After your snacks and coffee, you pull him by the shoulders to wrap your arms around them, your legs wrapping around his torso again. You exchange long lazy kisses running your fingers through his hair as he runs his own up the back of his sweater you’re clothed in.

“I love you,” you whisper into a kiss.

“I love you more,” he whispers back.

You peck him again and pull back to look at him. You move his hair away from the front of his face then take a second to admire him fully. His lips are slightly swollen from all your kisses, his long torso is beautifully tanned, his sweatpants hanging loosely on his hips, his muscular arms holding you securely …

“I just want to kiss you and hold your hand and cuddle you and love you every way possible Jongin. Baby, I adore you”

Your cheeks go pink and you bury your face into his neck to hide.

“I’m so in love with you it’s gross. Look what you’ve done to me.”

“Babe, you’re so adorable …” He pulls you away to hold your face in his hands. “I’m so in love with you it hurts. I just want to smother you with affection and hold you and kiss you and I want us to be one of those cheesy couples that you see in the movies. Look at what you’ve done to me.”

He brings you in close to hold you tightly before he continues.

“We better stop pouring our hearts out before we start crying,” it’s meant to break the moment, what he’s saying, but it doesn’t. It’s more of a pause, an intermission. ”Let’s go binge watch Tokyo Ghoul and cuddle.”

He moves to give you room to hop down off the counter then intertwines his fingers with yours as you two make your way back.

“Can I be the big spoon?” You ask as you stop him to go up on your tiptoes to kiss him.

He holds your face with his free hand and hums into the kiss then decides it’s not good enough for him, so he pulls you in by the waist instead. His other hand lets go of your own in favor of your waist, too, before he peppers your face with kisses.

“If-that-will-make-you-happiest-my-love” he says in between pecks.

After a few more kisses you two continue on your path back to your room to watch anime and cuddle, that is until you fall asleep and end up kicking him off the bed.

anonymous asked:

So I've been very lazy with my studying toward witch craft and therefore I'm going back to the beginning~ lol. Any advice for a little witch?

Some Advice for Getting Started:

Originally posted by gameboydemakes


*Start with things that interest you!* 

I know i get terribly bored very quickly (gemini curse lmao) so i find that if i dive into stuff i’m interested in learning about, that it will tend to hold my attention longer and help me get back into the swing of things! So in my example one of my first things i researched when i was starting out was about Crystals and their properties/uses in magic! From there i was able to use that as a sort of base jumping off point for my magical practice! And if you find something you were learning about doesn’t seem like it fits you/your style/ your practice then drop it and move on to the next thing! 

*Ask Questions!*

No Questions Are Stupid Questions  No Questions Are Stupid Questions  No Questions Are Stupid Questions!!!! Questions mean you care enough to try and learn more about something! I’m pretty much always here and will try my best to answer as best as i am able And if I can’t i will do my best to help direct you to someone more knowledgeable!


*TAKE YOUR TIME!*

This one is important because most of the time i feel like i see baby/beginner witches try really REALLY hard to “reach the same level” as other witches as quickly as possible when in reality that just hurts THEIR path in the long run. Your path is your own, take it at your own pace. Enjoy the little bumps along the way and find the “Roses of your Path” (the things that make you want to stop and appreciate them: the satisfaction of calling your first Storm, the chill of the night air when you set out your first Full Moon Water, the spark when you find that one crystal.) Enjoy it. Enjoy your path, Enjoy your Craft. 

*Use the Things you Already Own!*

Another thing i see beginners getting hung up on (myself included, i was/am extremely guilty of this lol) is wanting to go out and buy a ton of supplies. try looking around your house for things that can be re purposed. Old Spaghetti Sauce Jars can be cleaned and used as spell jars, deity altars/shrines, or ingredient storage! Take pictures from old magazines and make a collage Altar on paper! Use a composition notebook as your Book Of Shadows! Your old broken glasses case can be used as a case for your portable altar! Dig around and see if there are extra candles you haven’t used in a while! Wash out and save those eggshells from your cooking to use as spell ingredients! It takes some creative thinking but you can reclaim pretty much anything for your craft!

*Look for Bargains!*
For one thing prices can be outrageous for actual craft materials: like Crystals and Gems? Truly truly truly outrageous. So keep your eyes peeled for bargains and deals! Some of the best places to look for things on the cheap would be Dollar Stores, Flea Markets, Thrift Shops, Garage/Estate Sales! Most of the time in those places you can try haggling to get things at a cheaper price (or get more for less.) It really just depends on the place but you can find the most interesting assortments of things! Keep your eyes peeled in your general day to day life as well see if there are sales at your local grocery store for seed packets, seasonal items/holiday items (look for the sales afterwords to really save haha) The internet is a great place to look, i know Ebay has sellers who sell raw crystals/ crystal chunks by the pound. There’s also places to buy spices in bulk too 


*Don’t Compare Your Path to Others!*
Your Path is Your Path, Their Path is Their Path.
Being online and part of the witchy community in tumblr means that there are a lot of ideas being shared from people’s paths and their views on how they think magic should be practiced. What works for them might not work for you and vice versa. Only YOU can decide what is best for you and your path. and on that note:

*Figure Out What YOU Want Out of Your Path!*
When you get some time, sit down and write out all the things you want to get from your path and think critically about how you want magic to work in your daily life. Do you want it to be Super Formal or more casual? perhaps a mix of the two?  Test the waters! Try things once and if you don’t like it then you know and can move on to the things that work better for your lifestyle/craft/path!
Some examples from my list that i can think of right now would be:
-Better knowledge of Crystals/ Crystal remedies and their healing properties
-Daily research -aka tumblr-
-Appreciating Nature more (Whenever i go on walks with my dog i try to pick up some litter if/when i see it)
-Daily Deity appreciation  -aka deity aesthetic reblogs to @theemeraldgod & Pintrest-

Helpful Links for Beginners:
Sww Master List of Tags- Here’s my main hub of things that i tag feel free to look and see if something interests you!
Altars/ Altar set up Advice- My long winded post about what to put on your Altar.
My Beginner Tag// My Beginner 101 Tag- There are two tags because they have similar information, the 101 tag is for more ‘Hey I just started today what do I need to know’


Anyways thanks for sending this in! I’ve been meaning to make one of these for a while and this finally gave me the excuse ^^

-oOo-
StormWaterWitch

anonymous asked:

i'm giggling to myself bc i keep imagining that sasuke's and naruto's friendship starts bc sasuke learns that naruto has massive chakra reserves and he's just like "well /hello destruction/" and they probably become everyone's worst nightmare.

The first time Sasuke really notices Naruto is during their Academy class’s unit on sealing.

To be fair, it would be kind of hard to miss him after the way he shoves so much chakra into the exploding tag he’s supposed to be making that he blows up the back half of the classroom and launches himself about twenty feet into the air. A couple of the other kids are a bit singed, and they end up having to share a room with another class until the terminally overworked Mokuton user can fix the wall and ceiling, but Naruto wanders back in the next day looking sheepish and entirely unharmed.

Since Sasuke saw him take the brunt of the explosion, this is worthy of note. So is the fact that he managed to shove enough chakra into the tag to burn out the safety seal that was supposed to keep things like that from happening.

Under the cover of Iruka-sensei’s yelling, Sasuke looks down at the diagram on his paper, a jutsu that his father dismissed as unreasonable and unusable given normal human limits, and thinks, Huh.


“All your old designs?” Shisui says with some confusion when Sasuke tracks him down after class. He rocks back on his heels, eyeing Sasuke a little warily, and swipes ineffectually at an ink-stain on his cheek. “Yeah, I still have them—I wouldn’t throw them out after you gave them to me for safekeeping, brat.”

“I need them,” Sasuke says with determination. “All of them.”

Shisui blinks, then tilts his head, studying him for a moment. “You know the amount of chakra they need would kill most jounin,” he says, though it’s too curious to be an accusation. “I think even Sarutobi-sama might have trouble with some of them. You’ve got a habit of thinking big, kid.”

“Are you going to give them to me or not?” Sasuke demands crankily, because he’s got curfew in three hours and he still has to pick through his plans to find the easiest one and find Naruto.

“Of course.” Shisui sounds offended that he’d think otherwise. “They’re your designs, Sasuke. Check the hall closet, top shelf—Tenzō!”

Shisui’s boyfriend takes one look at the manic light in his eyes, the scrolls scattered over the breakfast table, and the ink smeared across his face, then blanches and turns right back around.

“No no no!” Shisui lunges after him, grabbing up his scrolls and vaulting clear over the table. “Tenzō, no, come back, I swear this one isn’t like last time, this is a brilliant idea, you will be blown away!”

“Urgent mission, ANBU called, I have to go!” Tenzō calls over his shoulder as he bolts.

Tenzō! That wasn’t even a convincing lie! Come on, you’re the only one in the village with Mokuton, you have to try this or my brilliance is wasted, it’s a gorgeous jutsu! Tenzō!”

Sasuke rolls his eyes as the yelling fades behind him and heads for the closet. The box with the jutsus his father rejected is right where Shisui said it would be, and Sasuke clutches it and thinks a little gleefully about the potential of even one of these jutsus, provided he can get Naruto to agree. The destructive power. The awesome might. The possible explosions.

(Somewhere deep in R&D’s basement Mikoto pauses in the middle of creating a devastating combination jutsu, and turns to smile fondly at the picture of her youngest son on the wall. She’s so glad he got more of her proclivities than Fugaku’s, even if her husband does tend to complain about the property damage more frequently since she introduced him to the wonders of explosive chakra techniques.)


Naruto is just heating up water for his nightly cup of ramen, halfway through trying to factor a new jumpsuit into his monthly budget while still having money for Ichiraku’s, when there’s a knock on his door. A little wary—because Hokage-jiji usually warns him when he’s going to drop by, and there’s no one else who visits Naruto—he pulls it open, and finds himself face-to-face with the weird nerd who spends pretty much all of their time in class drawing on big scrolls. Iruka-sensei yells at him to pay attention almost as much as he does Naruto, which automatically makes Naruto like him.

But he and Naruto have never even spoken before, so Naruto has no earthly idea what he’s doing here.

“Hello?” he asks.

The boy thrusts the shoebox he’s carrying at Naruto and says, “Your chakra reserves are amazing will you try my jutsus?”

This is, Naruto learns much, much later, the Uchiha equivalent of a marriage proposal.

Even if he’d known, he probably still would have lit up with glee and cried, “Yes!”


“Not a word,” Mikoto tells her husband as she ladles miso soup into five bowls instead of the usual four.

Fugaku rolls his eyes at her, ignoring her warning to offer, “I don’t think Kushina would have liked anything more than for you to take in her son.”

“And now we have an excuse,” Mikoto says triumphantly, waving the ladle like it’s a weapon to stab Danzō and the other Elders with. “We couldn’t approach him but they didn’t say anything about Sasuke now did they? Hah!”

“I think,” Fugaku says dryly, casting a glance at where Sasuke is looking halfway to manic as he explains one of his jutsus to a beaming Naruto, “that the Elders are very shortly going to have much bigger things to worry about.”

Paper Planes (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: Soulmate AU where if you throw a paper plane out your window it always makes its way to your soulmate. You can’t write your full name, your location, or any contact info, anything else is fair game. It’s up to fate to bring you together.

Word Count: 1,775

Warnings: Zero proofreading. It’s strictly fluff though so you’re safe here.

A/N: This was such a cute idea and also reminded me of that one Disney short. You know the one. Also, I will jump at any opportunity I can to write sappy love notes and Lin’s messy handwriting. Please don’t ask me about logistics of this, I have no idea what happens if your window is shut and your soulmate throws a plane, I’m just here to write fluff.
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Your parents had told you the story all through your childhood. They would always weave you intricate tales at bedtime about how you might meet your soulmate. Your favorite stories always had a prince playing that role. As you got older the stories evolved from fictitious plots to questions and conversations. 

You received your first letter from him at seven years old. It took you by surprise when the paper plane made of blue construction paper landed on the floor of your bedroom. You scrambled from you bed to scoop it up and inspect it. You unfolded it carefully, flipping it over.

‘ Hi! My name is Lin! ‘

You yelped as if the paper itself had spoken and ran into the living room where your mom was preoccupied with a book. She seemed to notice your panic because her eyes immediately left the pages to study your face.

“They wrote you, didn’t they?” she asked wryly with a twinkle in her eye. You squeaked out a yes, shoving the blue paper towards her. She unfolded it to see the note before chuckling. “Well, are you gonna write them back or not?”

You spent the entire night debating and when your mom came into your room to kiss you goodbye before she left for work she saw you sitting on the floor surrounded in papers. 

“For them or from them?” she asked with an amused smile as she leaned against your doorway.

“For.”

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if there’s one thing i love more than badboy beka and fuckboy beka, it’s softboy beka.

consider him:

  • at home in the winter wearing comfy sweats and oversized, chunky knit sweaters and slouchy beanies, drinking tea and tending his plants.
  • keeping multiple sets of reading glasses scattered around his apartment because he sometimes forgets where he last put them and doesn’t like to go digging every time he wants to read.
  • volunteering at an animal shelter whenever he gets the chance, and his favorite thing to do is take the big dogs out back and just cuddle em, because everyone knows that big dogs are the most gentle babies and he can relate.
  • sending his mother flowers for his birthday, because she really did all the work, he just showed up at the end.
  • keeping a box in his room of little things he finds that remind him of yuri, and every time they see each other, he wraps them up in a brown paper package to give as a hello gift (yuri starts doing it, too, and the first time it happened, otabek got a lil misty).
  • preferring to decorate his apartment with ferns and succulents and crystals and heavy velvet curtains, partly for aesthetic™, but also because he read a lot of stories about magic when he was a child and he’s fascinated with the idea of nature being mystical, so he wants his environment to feel that way.
  • going hiking, and always taking a sapling to plant in empty spots of the forest he loves and appreciates so much.
  • keeping a leather bound journal buried in the drawer of his nightstand that he jots down pieces of dreams he remembers or lyrics to songs he’d like to write or bits of his life he’d like to always remember. when he fills up a journal, he seals it with a string and some wax and dates it so he can go back to it in a year and relive those memories.
  • never having been much of a holiday guy, but when yuri came into his life, he kinda got dragged into it because that boy LOVES a holiday, so one year he spent three hours researching different ones on google just so he’d be ready when necessary.
  • whenever he goes home for a visit, it’s a tradition that he sits on the back porch chatting with his parents while his little sisters braid the long parts of his hair with flowers. they always take a group picture when they’re done; he has a corkboard at his place dedicated to just these photos. whenever yuri starts to visit with him, his sisters lose their minds and insist on doing his hair, too. those pictures go at the top of the board.
  • every time he plays a gig and friends of his go to see it, at the end of the night, he makes sure to round them up and get them safely into a taxi before he packs up his equipment and leaves himself. yuri noticed that he does it after a few times, so he took over the duty whenever he goes to watch, that way otabek can focus on winding down after his set. otabek always gets a little smile on his face whenever his phone lights up with a text that says all good, everyone’s safely on their way home with a picture of yuri giving a thumbs up in front of a cab stuffed with six drunk dudes.
  • his favorite time of year is the fall, because he loves watching the living alchemy of trees changing colors, and smelling the crispness of the season rushing in, and he knows his birthday is coming and he still gets really excited about it, because it’s nice to get attention for something so mundane sometimes. every year, whatever yuri sends comes stuffed full of confetti in new and creative ways. he still finds pieces of it under his furniture for the next three months no matter how careful he is.

basically, i love otabek ‘look like a badass, walk with love’ altin, and so should you.

Café Cram

H2OVanoss Coffee Shop AU because there will never be enough of them. Enjoy!


There were two times that the palpable excitement filled the air of the small campus; the day the college students moved in, and the day they left. It was the blissful moments before the stress of classes began, or the relief that the weight of thesi, assignments, and projects had been lifted off of their shoulders.

Evan Fong had just moved into an apartment right off of campus with his two best friends. It was his senior year, the last year before he received his degree and was sent off without a paddle into the real world. And while it was a terrifying thought, Evan couldn’t wait to really start his life.

His roommate, Tyler, was waiting for him outside of the only café on campus. Café Cram, affectionately known as The Cram, was notorious for their late hours and strong coffee. Students flocked to the small shop for an early morning pick up, or a late night caffeine rush before one of many all nighters they would pull that semester. Evan was a frequent customer, his caffeine addiction solely credited as the only thing that had gotten him through the past three years.

Tyler greeted him warmly, pulling him into a hug and patting his back firmly. “Get everything unpacked?”

Evan nodded as he held the door open for his friend. “Mostly. Just have to organize my clothes.” They stood in the already sizable line of students waiting to order. “The rest of my stuff should be here in a few days.”

“I can’t believe we’re graduating this year.” Tyler shook his head solemnly. “We’re gonna have to get big boy jobs.”

“Lucky for the both of you, I have a big boy job.” A bespectacled man rushed past them, delivering coffee to the tables around the room. When he came back their way, he kissed Tyler and headed back behind the counter.

“Barista is not a big boy job, Craig!” He called after him.

The man glared at his two friends and roommates before returning his attention to the cappuccino he was making.

Behind the register was a new man that Evan had never seen on campus before. The college was small, a private university on the outskirts of Los Angeles with less than two thousand students, so everyone either knew each other, or of each other. He was tall and thin, his face hidden by the brim of his uniform hat as he bowed down over the machine.

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The small Dork and the Artist pt.2

OkiOkiOkiOki
I wanted to continue what @That-Punny-Cookie started, even if it was my other account that I deleted, I had a feeling nobody would believe me and all.
Just saying, the One-Shot wasn’t supposed to be submitted, it was a draft ;w;
But, just saying, the day I found out you replied…
I WAS JUMPING OVER MOON ;;;;;W;;;;;;
I WAS OVERWHELMED WITH HAPPINESS! O-O
I FELT LIKE I COULD PUNCH THROUGH A WALL

I WAS THAT PUMPED WITH HAPPINESS
AAAAAAUUUUUGHHHHH ;;;;;;W;;;;;;;;;

(Also- YOU GOT HIT BY THE TRAIN NUU ;A; WE LOST A SPECIAL PERSON!)

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Error poked the chocolate softly.

It looked yummy.

And Error wanted to eat something.

Error gently picked up the chocolate while Ink watched, curious for what his rescuing to chocolate will be. Error took a small nibble of the chocolate (that wasn’t wrapped) slowly and cautiously. His eye lights lit up slightly at the sweet taste. Instead of chomping down the chocolate greedily, Error instead took quick but small nibbles of the chocolate. Ink giggled at the small glitchy child.

”Hey, what’s your name?“ Ink asked, “I’m Ink. You can call me anything but shorty.”

Error looked up at Ink, blinking a little, putting down the (very tasty) chocolate bar.

Error sat down a little more properly, sitting on his bum. (Is that more proper, or does it not make a difference? I don’t know, whoops-)

“My NaMe iS Error,“ Error murmured softly. Ink leaned in a little, humming in question. “What did you say?” Ink asked politely. Error tooonin a deep breath and looked Ink straight in the eye with slight bravery.

”Error,“ Error repeated confidently, “My NaMe Is Error.”

Ink smiled brightly, crawling closer to Error. ”That’s a great name! Do you mind if I call you … Hmm … RuRu, perhaps?“ Ink asked. Error rose his ‘eyebrows.’ “WhO Is ’RuRu’¿” Error asked back. Ink giggled, scooting a little closer to Error.

“Your RuRu, silly!“ Ink smiled, pointing to Error. Error pointed to himself, “mE¿ bUt, I’m ErRor!” Error protested, “nOt rUrU!”

Ink grinned, “If I call you RuRu, you can call me anything you want. If you like, you can call me shorty, even if I’m taller than you,“ Ink suggested, scooting until he was normal length from Error.

Error puffed his cheeks and and crossed his arms, “I-i’m nOt GonNA aLwAyS bE shOrT! I-i’lL grOw Up!“ Error huffed, “i’lL grOw Up TO bE tAlL!”

Ink rolled his eyes playfully. “Suuuuuure. Hehe. Anyway, want to leave this awful place?“ Ink asked Error. Error gasped and stood up quickly, “yEs PleAsE, InK!” Error smiled, which Ink returned. The artist stood up, and realized how short Error was. Even wearing shoes, Error was just a little shorter than Inks elbow.

’Oh my gosh,’ Ink squealed internally, ’He’s so short!’ Ink internally fangirled at how cute Error is. ‘But, I also wonder, will Error be able to go through the portal himself?’ Ink asked himself. He shrugged and opened a portal using his paintbrush. Almost immediately, Error hid behind Ink.

“WhAt Is ThAt… ?” Error asked nervously, grabbing onto Inks clothes. Ink turned a little, looking down at the nervous child.

“That, RuRu, is a portal. It will take us away from here,” Ink smiled happily. Error still hid behind Ink.

The artist turned around completely, grabbing Error and placing him onto his hip. Error squeaked and grabbed onto Ink for his dear life.

Ink looked at Error, “Are you ready? We’re going to walk through the portal.“ Error nodded, grabbing onto Ink even more tightly.

’He might fall asleep when we go through the portal,’ Ink thought, ’Probably because of his unsteady magic.’

After that thought, Ink stepped through his portal, entering his guest room in his home.

Which was thankfully not covered in enough papers to not be considered a room anymore. The room was quite plain. If had a twin sized bed in the middle of the room, pressed against the wall. On the right of the bed was a desk, papers and pencils scattered around the wooden surface. It was a plain looking room as mention earlier.
Ink turned to check if Error had fallen asleep.

Yup, he is.

Ink picked up Error and placed him onto the guest bed, tucking him in.

Ink sat next to Errors bed, just in case Error wakes up and gets scared, or something along those lines. Ink wants to be next to the glitchy skeleton, he wants to know if he’s okay, he wants to make sure nobody is messing with Error.
The artist stroked Error’s head in a comforting manner, hoping too sooth the skeletons nervous nerves from going through portal earlier.

“I will watch over you, no matter what. Your my small little dork.”

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Before y'all start screaming about stuff I messed up
I thought that Error wouldn’t have hapephobia(? Is that his you spell it?) because he wasn’t stuck in the void for a heck of a long time. So he didn’t mind the touching. (Or, maybe I didn’t want to write angst/feels ;w;)

(I’ve gotten sucked into child!error x Ink to the point where I’m drawing them in class XD)

Submitted by  ask-error-and-ink-the-nerds

Unu says: You didn’t have a title so I felt free to name the story, haha. I’m good at naming things, did you know that? |D

Anyway, this is just so cute! You guys keep submitting so cute fanfics to me and just… hnnngh <3<3<3

Thanks for continuing the story. And you’re welcome for the response, I guess? Though I’m still recovering from that train hitting me last time and stuff~

Coffee and Colors (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: You’re a historian who agreed to help Lin through his writer’s block. You’re taken with him immediately and spend a lot of the time being distracted by the charming company you’re keeping.

Word Count: 1,127

Warnings: y i k e s. nothing really though.

A/N: Literally, @gratitudejoyandsorrow is a blessing and patiently played my soundboard all day and @l-nmanuel is absolutely a m a z i n g. This fic would’ve found a new home in the trash bin if not for these two. 
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It was a friend of a friend, who had this friend, who knew someone who needed your assistance. They told you that he had ideas that he couldn’t possibly get down on paper without help and you were the perfect person to do it. You normally would brush the idea off but after having spent weeks pent up with your newest research paper, getting out and about didn’t seem like such a bad idea. You figured if nothing else, some fresh air and coffee out of a cup that wasn’t your Columbia University mug would do you some good.

That’s how you found yourself walking into the coffee shop that you had been instructed to be at, at the exact time you were instructed to be there. The soft chime of the bell drew a few eyes to you but no one stood up so you figured he wasn’t there yet. You took the opportunity to order coffee and find a table by the window, pulling out your notebook and scrawling down anything you thought might help the paper you were returning to tonight. 

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Relax

J-Hope x Reader

Genre: Do I write anything that isn’t smut? The answer is no.

Summary: Look up from your books once in a while. A good dick down might be on the other side.

Word count: 4,267

A/N: I’m appalled at the lack of Hoseok smut so I thought I’d polish this piece I had about him and post that. Enjoy! Feel free to request stuff as well.


You glanced at the silver and pink watch on your wrist as you typed continuously onto your laptop. You sighed deeply as you pressed enter to switch line. This essay was taking so long to write and you could feel all your focus slip away, tiredness taking over in heavy presses on your eyelids. You met eyes with your charming boyfriend on the other side of the table. He smiled at you sweetly before looking back down at his papers. Unlike you, he was enjoying himself, writing lyrics and listening to some music on his laptop, calmly sipping a warm cup of tea. You glanced to your left and reached for your nth cup of coffee promptly sitting atop a messy pile of books. You tilted it. Empty. A sigh made its way between your dry lips and soon enough your cold hands found their way back onto your keyboard, resting lifeless on the keys.

You were so focused on getting this paper done that you didn’t notice Hoseok getting up to make you another warm drink. His presence lurked tall behind your back as his left arm entered your peripherals, putting a black mug down on the table, making sure to push away all your scattered papers. He grabbed your other mug under your soft stare. You lazily reached for the new drink and brought it up to your mouth.

“Thank you Hobi.” you murmured.

He put the other mug in the sink before standing behind you again, his gentle hands on your shoulders, massaging the sore muscles. You took a long awaited sip. Hm… Chocolate?

“Hobiii… that’s hot chocolate.” you whined cutely.

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Per Manum Flashback #1

“Well, you need a father, of course. I can get you genetic counseling on finding an anonymous donor, if that’s what you want… unless you already have someone in mind.”
“Yeah… I, uh… I just have to figure out how to ask him.”

This is all happening so fast.

She’d only wanted to know if it would be possible. Someday. Not necessarily right now. She knew that the abduction and experimentation had left her unable to conceive, and for a long time she’d accepted her fate. But lately, since she and Mulder have become intimate, she can’t help thinking more and more about what-if. It’s led her to question the specifics of her infertility: would her body be capable of carrying a pregnancy to term if she used a donor egg, for example. Simple information gathering.

But then yesterday Mulder dropped the bombshell on her about the ova he stole from the Lombard Research Facility, almost three years ago. Actually, “bombshell” is far too sedate a word. He stole her ova, secretly had them tested, never told her when they were deemed inviable, and then kept them hidden in his freezer anyway.

But despite the odds, Dr. Parenti seems to think there’s a chance. And a time window that’s rapidly closing. Which means that “someday” just became “now.” And that means she has to figure out how to ask Mulder the question she thought she might have years to plan, if she ever had to ask it at all.

What if he’s not ready for that? God, she is barely ready, and she wants it so badly she can hardly breathe. What will she do if he says no?

What if this breaks them?

She can’t ask him in person, she realizes. If he turns her down, she won’t be able to hide her disappointment, and she doesn’t want him to feel guilted into saying yes if he truly doesn’t want this. No, he needs time, and privacy, to think it over and make his own decision. She will write him a letter and drop it off at the office.

And now she still has to figure out how in the hell to ask the biggest question of her life.

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@godhelpthesickies pLEASE DONT BE SAD (and sorry i took forever orz my brain is working very slowly)

EDIT: OH SHIT APPARENTLY RICH ISN’T AN ONLY CHILD FORGIVE MY INCONSISTENCIES 


There are two digits written at the top of his test. Red ink bleeds into the page, and even when he turns the paper around they show through. At first, the numbers don’t register to him–they’re unreadable, unreachable, and he feels numb all over, like nothing can touch him.

And then the score registers–61–and Rich suddenly feels like he can’t breathe.

Normally he’d be fine crumpling up the exam papers and tossing them into the nearest recycling bin, but that currently isn’t a viable option for him. 61 is far below the class’s failing grade, which means the teacher is going to call home. There’s no way he’ll be able to hide this from his dad.

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LET ME FOLLOW YOU

I need more blogs to follow, so if your blog is associated with any of the topics below, please reblog or like this post.

— Nintendo
— Sonic
— Splatoon
— Kingdom Hearts
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Videogames in general
— Sonic Mania
— Sonic Forces
— Sonic
— Fun stuff
— Sonic
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Sonic
— Artwork
— Cute artwork
— Sonic
— Classic Sonic
— Sonic Forces
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Splatoon 2
— Kingdom Hearts 3
— Kingdom Hearts 3
— Cats
— More cats
— Cute cats
— Funny cats
— Evil cats
— Sonic
— sanik
— Dogs
— But more cats
— I’m allergic to cats
— That’s why I want cats on my blog
— sinic
— sonic
— more sonic
— tails also
— & Knuckles
— SEGA
— Kingdom Hearts III
— KH3 will never release
— Metroid
— Samus
— Metroid…
— Paper Mario
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic Mania
— Sonic Forces
— Nintendo Switch
— Reggie
— More Nintendo
— Kingdom Hearts III
— SANIK
— SONIC
— AAAAAAAAAAH
— Kirby
— Did you know that I like pancakes?
— I should start to work out
— But I’m a lazy crap
— I also have a job with terrible work hours
— Sonic
— Sonic
— LIVE AND LEARN
— HANGING ON THE EDGE OF TOMORROW
— SINIK
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Sploon
— Xenoblade Chronicles 2
— Nintendo Switch
— But I need money for Switch
— So that’s why I have my job
— Are you still reading this?
— sinik
— u can stop now if you want to
— or not
— sonik
— I seriously need blogs to follow
— lots of blogs
— i also like music
— mostly instrumental music
— also videogame and movie soundtracks
— Kingdom Hearts III will release
— on November 30th 2018
— I have my sources trust me
— I also like Disney
— Forgot to tell that
— Big Hero 6 👌👌👌
— I have a labrador retriever
— His name is Pontiak
— He’s 4 years old and super nice
— Sonic
— Sonic Mania
— For real Sonic Mania is HYPE
— And Sonic Forces too
— I need my OC to get real
— The moon landing was fake
— I’m actually Neil Armstrong
— Also Elvis is alive
— Sonic Sonic Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts III
— SEGA
— Nintendo
— A little bit of Mega Man I guess I like too…
— Memes
— Cats
— Dogs
— But especially cats, remember that.
— my sister is hazzling me
— Cuz I said Wreck-it Ralph is a little slow
— but I love her anyway
— The Mario & Luigi games are hype
— Super Paper Mario has a better story than TTYD
— Also better music than TTYD
— Sonic
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts III
— Sora
— Roxas
— Music
— Videogame music
— How to train your dragon
— not the 2nd one
— It wasn’t as good as the first
— I seriously need a Nintendo Switch
— I saw a squirrel today
— It had light brown fur, almost red-like
— It was so cute! It was eating a nut
— I screamed “SQUIRREL!” when I saw it
— Like in the movie UP
— Are you still here?
— I’m pretty sure you have got an idea of what I like
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Don’t
— Autocorrect
— I dunno how “Sonic” became “Don’t”
— Maybe it’s fate telling me something
— Nah
— In that case fate can screw itself
— Sonic is BACK AND HYPE
— My fingers are tired
— I don’t know how much longer I will go on
— Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Super Mario Galaxy
— Rosalina
— Also I don’t like Rosalina nowadays
— They made her into fanservice material
— It’s disgusting really
— Rosalina was one of my favourite characters
— But not anymore
— Well she is still my favourite in SMG
— That game is ACE 👌
— Super Mario Odyssey looks dope tho
— Especially Bowser
— Super Smash Bros.
— I still need to play the MGS games
— SNAAAAAAAAKE EAAAAATER!!!
— I spoiled the main theme
— sorry….
— But Snake is handsome
— Nice dude
— Wanna play as him and stealth
— Sonic
— Donic
— Donic
— Sonic
— Cinos
— Sanik
— Melee
— No not Melee
— The Melee fans scare me
— Mario Kart is also good
— Splatoon
— Hey!!
— Do you think this is a joke?
— I still need lots of blogs to follow
— So don’t forget to like or reblog
— Otherwise I wouldn’t know about you
— I dunno what else I should talk about
— I could tell a joke, but that would be terrible
— I am bad at jokes
— Also we are doomed
— I had to get it out there
— Just look around yourself
— We will get nuked any day now
— Somebody gotta be real here
— I’m almost done
— Let’s write more saniks
— Sonic
— Sonik
— Sonikku
— Sanik
— danik
— sank
— dank
— memes
— Sonic
— Sonic Mania
— Sonic Forces
— My favourite meme is We Are Number One
— I like swimming
— And skiing
— And sports in general
— Anyone wanna play some sports with me?
— I just sneezed
— It felt goooooooooood
— Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts
— Nintendo
— SEGA
— ^^
— Those are pretty much the real ones
— OH and Splatoon too
— I’m sure I missed something
— METROID
— I WANT A NEW METROID GAME
— A game that takes place after Metroid Fusion
— We need Metroid 5!!!
— Spoilers ahead:
— Samus is freakin’ hunted!!
— By the United Federation
— I want a game where Samus is
— Fighting against the government
— That would be AWESOME
— Also please make Samus badass again
— She’s not just fanservice
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Xeno
— Blade
— Shulk
— FIIIIOOOOOORAAAAAAA!!!!!!
— If you are still here
— Congrats
— You deserve a medal
— But I don’t have any
— I’m a cheap jerk
— But honestly good work
— When I was younger
— I used to roleplay as Sonic characters
— It was weird
— Atleast it helped me learn english
— Also what happened to Detective Pikachu?
— I honestly wanted that game
— It looked fun and weird
— I like those kind of games
— Do you think I should change me URL?
— And my pfp?
— I think so
— It’s pretty old and irrelevant
— But I want Detective Pikachu…
— Wanna see what happened
— Did they cancel it?
— That would be a shame if they did
— Almost done here
— Sorry
— I may have teased you for a little too long
— I’m pretty sure I will lose followers
— This post is gonna take forever to scroll down
— But I will take it
— I have already come this far
— And I will not just throw it away
— IT’S ALL OR NOTHING
— So…
— How have you been?
— I like your hair
— Did you go to the barber recently?
— Maybe you cut it yourself
— And and your shirt is 👌👌👌
— I have a shirt of my own that I like a lot
— I got it from the KH Orchestra On Tour
— It has Sora on it
— Super nice shirt really
— But your shirt really takes the cake
— Anyway
— I’m almost done here
— Only a few more lines
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonkc
— Tails
— Knuckles
— Amy Rose
— Shadow
— Rouge
— Dr. Eggman
— Dr. Robotnik
— Tikal
— Metal Sonic
— Cream the Rabbit
— Chao
— Espio
— Charmy
— Vector
— Silver
— Blaze
— Are there any more charact— EGGMAN NEGA
— He’s weird
— Also his name is just begging to be misused
— in inappropriate ways I mean
— I think you can imagine what I mean
— ALRIGHTY! Thank you for sticking around.
— It’s been a long ride
— I’m sorry it has to end
— But this is the start of something new
— I want to follow you!
— So
— Lastly before I go
— I have one last thing to say
— Sonic


& Knuckles

anonymous asked:

i'm a high school freshman, and i'm taking GeoHonors, BioHonors, Advanced English, and Advanced Art... i'm overwhelmed. I attend a high school known for high stress levels and suicides.. Previously in my elementary+middle schools, i was a straight-A student, no biggie. I thought high school would be the same.. which is why I signed up for so many honors. I'm also playing competitive volleyball, studying for the october ACT (for a summer camp), and preparing for my final piano exam. help? ~Kass

Hey Kass! Hope you’re doing well. Shelby here. :)

You sure got a lot going on. Sometimes that can be good & other times not so much. But you do sound very smart and you do seem like you got a ton going for you which is a plus.

I’ve got some resources & links to show you today in hopes it helps you.

Healthy Ways to Cope with Stress

Feeling emotional and nervous or having trouble sleeping and eating can all be normal reactions to stress. Engaging in healthy activities and getting the right care and support can put problems in perspective and help stressful feelings subside in a few days or weeks. Some tips for beginning to feel better are:

  • Take care of yourself.
  • Talk to others. Share your problems and how you are feeling and coping with a parent, friend, counselor, doctor, or pastor.
  • Avoid drugs and alcohol. Drugs and alcohol may seem to help with the stress. In the long run, they create additional problems and increase the stress you are already feeling.
  • Take a break. If your stress is caused by a national or local event, take breaks from listening to the news stories, which can increase your stress.
  • Eat healthy, well-balanced meals
  • Exercise on a regular basis
  • Get plenty of sleep
  • Give yourself a break if you feel stressed out

Recognize when you need more help. If problems continue or you are thinking about suicide, talk to a psychologist, social worker, or professional counselor.

Time Management:

Motivation & Procrastination:

Study Techniques & Studying:

Notetaking:

Exams and tests:

General Academics:

Health/Issues:

College needs:

Food

Helpful sites:

High school needs:

Mental health resources:

Misc resources:

Motivation:

Music/Sound:

School resources:

Stress relief:

ACT Test Guide

Things to Remember:

  • Difficult questions are worth the same points as easy questions.
  • If you answer 53% of the questions correctly, you get an average score.
  • There is no penalty for wrong answers - guess if you don’t know.
  • Budget your time; don’t spend too much time on a question.
  • Read each question throughly and know what it’s asking for.
  • Mark up the booklet to help you - annotate and show your work if that helps you

English:

  • Questions often test for redundancy and irrelevance.

Math:

  • The first time, go through and do the questions that are easier and faster to do.
  • Then, go back and tackle questions that you don’t know how to do or will take more time for you to complete.
  • Look at the answers and plug them in. (start with the middle answer)
  • Substitute numbers for variables.
  • Look at the question like a logic puzzle, not a math problem.

Reading:

  • Skim the reading to get a general sense of the passage.
  • Answer questions that refer to specific words or sentences, and then move on the questions that require you to read paragraphs.
  • Focus on main points and ideas. (usually in first and last sentences of each paragraph)
  • Pay attention to details that might be important to the story.
  • Think about why the author wrote the passage and
  • Mark up the booklet - annotate! (as mentioned above)

Science:

  • what the labels mean
  • what the table shows
  • trends
  • units of measurements
  • data representation (charts and tables)
  • research summaries
  • conflicting viewpoints (usually asked to compare and contrast)

Writing:

  • formulate and opinion
  • maintain focus on your topic
  • ability to defend your opinion using reasoning and supporting ideas
  • organize your ideas in a logical way
  • use language clearly and effectively

Helpful ACT links:

Hope this helps. :) xx

–Shelby(:

First Lines

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag 10 of your favourite authors!

(Insert) Bossy instructions.  I will do what I want.  *glares*  (…I may be too bored right now.)

Tagged by @jadepresley <33

1. People never stopped watching him --You and Me

2.It’s just…”  Draco sighed, looking down at his rucksack gloomily. “I’m trying. I don’t know why he hates me so much.  It’s not as if I’m not trying.” –The Man In the Scarlet Cloak

3. Draco is elbows-deep in paperwork when the scent of fresh coffee assaults him.  None of that shit from the canteen; real, spiced coffee, the steam of which makes his muscles tense with longing.  He looks up to see Pansy standing there, her slickly red-polished nails a bright splash against the paper cup she’s holding out like an offering. How To Catch A Weasley (And Maybe A Potter, Too)

4. Harry tugged on his tie in the futile attempt to straighten it.   Allowing Hermione to dress him had seemed like a good idea at the time. But he’d rather assumed that, knowing him, she’d pick something more casual, and perhaps with more room–like a comfortable set of semi-formal robes. 100,000 Galleons

5. “Do we always have to fight first?” Harry asks breathlessly, shoving his hips forward in a quick rhythm. The Things They Never Say

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A Picnic and a Present

Part two of the mini prom thing with @asksandyshores and I! Written by Amish under the cut! Part one right here!

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My Studying Story (+tips!)

Hi guys! This will be a very long post, but basically I am going to talk about how I learned to study at university, way after I should have probably been taught how to. 

Disclaimer: Everyone is different, especially when it comes to learning. Please feel free to try these techniques, they have been incredibly helpful for me, but if you find that they are not working or if you are having trouble keeping up with them, don’t be discouraged. Human brains are so incredibly and amazingly different, so you should experiment with what works for you!

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a complete list of the memes of 2015

January
-the first meme of 2015
-airbrushed adam sandler
-for 8,000 dollars a month, i will stop
-captain america: civil war
-i’ve never heard of a george glass at our sküle/sure jan
-take a closer look at that snout!
-“not all men” you’re right, _______ would never do something like this
-me: just fuck me up
-what i expected vs. what i got
-neo rickroll
-zodiac signs
-tumblr update/glitch of 2k15

February
-left shark
-uptown funk
-mmm watcha say
-once-ler fandom
-hi i’m auditioning for the role of _______ and I’ll be singing ________
-little einstein’s remix
-the dress
-american horror story: hotel
-hoe don’t do it… oh my god
-[looks at smudged writing on hand]

March
-making fun of igloo australia
-handmaiden & feudal lord
-these are their stories
-natalia kills
-jet fuel can’t melt steel beams
-emoji text
-the sausage movement
-bro pickup lines
-lebron james

April
-coppy/excel sheets
-😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊
-#thisgeneration
-hi welcome to chili’s
-rare pepes
-embrace your uncomfort zone
-putin memes
-putting chat bubbles over cartoon characters
-mall cop 2
-sneme (snail meme/snake meme)
-deez nuts
-bitch where
-regional gothic
-chances of winning in a fight
-let’s mcfreakin lose it
-facebook mom minion pictures
-myidol

May
-look at this photograph
-down with cis
-pokemon + world of warcraft’s love child
-gal pals
-cheeky nandos
-british banter
-you stole fizzy lifting drink
-eurovision
-charlie charlie challenge
-effective.
Power
لُلُصّبُلُلصّبُررً ॣ ॣh ॣ ॣ

-sonic-for-real-justice

June
-shia labouf just do it
-cole slaw hate
-NOT AS BRAVE AS THESE SOLDIERS
-i hate when people dress like this… like we get it, you smoke weed
-sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do  ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
-today i fucked up by…
-they changed the tumblr logo again
-ask ________ a question
-E3 swedish yarn man
-DO NOT EVER ARRANGE TO MEET SOMEONE IRL FROM __________
-WHAT ARE THOOOOOSE
-minion hate
-rihanna gifs
-the author of the journals, my brother
-get a load of that dog!
-neopets
-imagine that you have zero cookies, and you split them evenly among zero friends. how many cookies does each person get? see? it doesn’t make sense. and cookie monster is sad that there are no cookies, and you are sad that you have no friends.

July
-zoobe
-me, shoving breadsticks into my purse
-zodiac pictures
-gemini hate
-iridocyclitis
-IM ALWAYS A SLUT FOR __________
-#GrowingUp________
-fusion is just a cheap tactic to make weak gems stronger/so this is what the homeworld really thinks of fusion
-no notes
-JOHN CENA
-gun
-editing captions
-*to the tune of ________*
-dog of wisdom

August
-frank ocean album
-okay…….. that sounds fake but alright
-netflix and chill
-old commercials
-spongebob receipts
-the signs as one word
-you’ve heard of _______ now get ready for ________
-another one
-young man
-QUIT TELLING EVERYONE IM DEAD
-sonic dreams collection
-straight outta compton
-what the FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY
-man door hand hook car door
-that pink cat from boomerang
-deez nuts election poll
-theme songs for animals
-dismaland/banksy
-vmas
-MILEY WHATS GOOD

September
-first day of hogwarts
-new tumblr layout
-new google logo
-screaming ducks video
-why the fuck you lying
-interrogator: say it
-boy: so u got any fantasies?
-pokemon go
-*takes a deep breath* i lo-
-#whatdidzoeysay
-brain: you gotta
-you were red, and you liked me because i was blue
-spongebob lyric edits
-blood moon
-water on mars

October
-skeleton war
-disappearing peace sign
-urinal picture
-undertale
-psat
-poot lovato
-concept: ________
-adele is back
-north posted this while playing on my phone
-taylor swift suing people
-hotline bling/dance like drake
-staff got rid of replies
-let _______ say fuck

November
-it’s christmas time
-ufo sighting
-jar jar renaissance
-that’s it im kinkshaming
-tumblr messenger
-shia labouf watching his own movies
-that bee picture
-the picture of the guy from star trek looking scandalized
-slam da fuckin like button if u up
-dropping water filled condoms on people’s heads
-the meme depression

December
-one punch man
-neko atsume
-the new paper airplane icon
-baby grinch
-2015 in a nutshell
-wonderful-disney-recipes
-star wars spoilers
-the force awakens opening crawl
-TRAITOR
-miss universe pageant
-text posts in between christmas lights
-leave it in 2015

A Writer’s PSA

Firstly: I just saw an interesting post made by @caplanbuckybarnes (who I can’t tag, but that’s okay), that inspired both anger and relief in me at once. I was compelled to type out this PSA.

Secondly: I am tagging everyone who has asked to be tagged in The Irrelevance of Napoli SO YOU CAN SEE HOW GODDAMN AWESOME THEY ARE BEFORE I START THIS. 

@thecrownedrose @persephone-is-here-omg @find-me-here2 @captainamerotica @redgillan @angryschnauzer @ursulaismymiddlename @rebelslicious @kittykitty-mewmeww @erisjade @siren-kitten-his @buckyappreciationsociety @kozmicrock @aingealcethlenn @rachelle-on-the-run @thewinterswimmer @vaisabu @inside-lizzys-head @angryschnauzer @melconnor2007 

Thirdly: I am doing this more for the sake of my upcoming fic, Cherchez la Femme, which I have been working on for MONTHS–probably since Septemberish–than I am for Napoli. Also doing this for the sake of other authors who may feel this way, but don’t want to say anything for fear of making people mad. I personally am tired of dealing with my own anxiety about this subject, so I’m getting this off my chest. 

Okay.

 I am exceedingly frustrated by the majority of attitudes (or non attitudes) I see towards anything that is not a one-shot on here. ESPECIALLY if it’s smut.

I like smut. I love smut. I’ve read some really good smut on here. But… that’s not all I’ve read on here. When I first got on Tumblr, I found some really unique and interesting fics, and I got very invested in them. But lately, the majority of what I’ve been seeing on this site is the same damn thing, over and over and over again. Smut one shots, no plot, no character development, no nothing. Those fics I was invested in were discontinued (temporarily, I hope) in favor of smut one shots, which, like I said, I don’t mind, but ya know… I also do.

Authors are capable of writing more than smut one shots. 

Authors are capable of writing more than smut one shots. And many of them do write more than smut one shots. But I have seen two (2) of the multi-part fics I follow being seriously reblogged. That’s out of A LOT that I happen to read and like. One of my favorites got put on hiatus because there were no reads on the most recent chapter at the time.

Tumblr, seriously, what is going on? Like, I recognize that we all want to imagine ourselves having sex with some version of Sebastian Stan (ME TOO, I AM NOT EXCLUDING MYSELF FROM THAT GROUP) but some of these people have worked ages, ages on these fics. With well-developed characters and plot and settings and serious issues that are worked through. THESE PEOPLE I READ SHOULD WRITE ORIGINAL CONTENT AND GET PUBLISHED. In my world, they would. Because they are that good.

And yet, they get almost no recognition. And it frustrates me, and scares me, and makes me really, really sad. Some might say, “Tumblr is more (something else) than fanfic for me”–which is fine. Please engage in whatever joy may have brought you to Tumblr. But also remember that for others, it IS about fanfic, and they enjoy doing that just as much as you enjoy doing whatever you do. So hit the like button every once in a while. Read more fics of your favorite characters. Some might say, “I have –something that gives me a shorter attention span–, I can’t remember what happened before this chapter/can’t concentrate enough to get through a whole fic in the time I have”–in which case, you are fine, don’t worry about it, not a big deal. Some of you may say, “Works in progress are annoying, I hate waiting for new parts to come out”–and trust me, I’m right there with you. I’m waiting on a few new parts for fics myself (I’m also waiting for Diana Gabaldon’s next Outlander book, goddammit), but that doesn’t stop me from reading and commenting on the parts that are there! Tell the author that you have something to look forward to until the next part comes out! Also, TELL THE AUTHOR IF YOU ARE WAITING FOR THEM TO COMPLETE IT, or ask to be tagged in the final masterlist! We won’t mind if you do it that way! Some of you may just hate longer fics and there’s nothing anybody can do to change that. In which case, whatever floats your boat.

I’m not getting on anyone in the above paragraph to suddenly change your preferences and start reading fics with more than two parts. What I am saying, though, is if you consume, but don’t comment AND reblog (or at least tag and reblog), or if you don’t consume at all and blatantly ignore what authors are putting out there… come on, guys. We put our heart and souls into this stuff. Some of the stuff we write is taken from real life. Some people don’t have anything but their writing to help them get through what may be a really bad stage. Likes, comments, reblogs–writers need these. We don’t all have to be JK Rowling here, but we do hope to see that someone smiles or laughs, or cries, or feels in some way with our fics. 

One of my friends on here was very sad a couple of days ago because she was getting very few notes on even her one-shots, or reblogs with no comments. She has 700+ followers and a taglist that’s a mile long. It made me sad for her, and I can’t even hug her because she lives far away from me. Readers, you don’t have to comment or reblog every chapter of a fic that’s been written, it’s really okay if you don’t, but let the reader know that you like it and acknowledge the work that’s been done. 

I’m still relatively tiny on here, and I definitely need to follow more blogs, so I will now go looking. But, indulge me for a second: If, when I publish Cherchez, I deem it as not getting enough notes, I will make a goddamn video of myself deleting the thing off my computer and burning the damn notebooks. I started by writing this stuff for me. Napoli ended up being about someone I know who recently died. Cherchez was what I wrote when I was coming out of a breakdown. So yes, I write for myself. But as soon as I put it up here, it becomes yours. You consume it, you feel because of it. So really, guys, read all the smut you want. I know I’m going to. But read more than smut, too.

Sincerely,

Someone who is a teeny bit oversmutted

(If you want to, you can check my tags for more info)

To Keep Safe

Frank’s actions end up putting you in danger. Together, you figure out a way to stop it. 

Notes:  I started this months ago and ended up abandoning it due to lack of ideas. It started off being inspired by The Punisher filming pictures of Jon, as Frank, stealing the NYPD patrol car. I initially intended for it to be a one-shot but it grew into a ten chapter fic.  Thank you to whoever ends up reading this whole thing in the end :) 

Warnings for entire fic:  Fluff, Angst, Mild Smut

Chapter One

Every one of his raised scars and every one of his muscles, you feel against your own naked body as you lay on top of him.

Frank’s head is nestled in the crook of your arm that you have underneath it, your hand up and around tenderly petting his stubble as you kiss him slow and deep.  You rest your other hand on his chest, your legs laying between his. He rests his hand on the curve of your butt, his other is sliding into your hair.  

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