but my internet was away for about a day

Shoutout to internet friends. They are actually so important bc you connect with them through similar interests and even though they live half the world away you put effort into your friendship and talk (almost) every day and care about each other and it’s just so so nice. Unlike some of the school/uni friendships that are based on pure necessity and as soon as you graduate you never talk again because you don’t see each other.
Shout out to all my peeps whose besties live thousands of miles away.
Shout out to all my friends that I’ve never met, you make me happy and ily all dearly💙🌍

A way to always have money by the end of the month

Back when I made a post about how to best save/spend money I forgot to give the best advise I have.

After you’ve paid your rent and bills and possibly put a bit of money in your savings, divide the money you have left with the number of days until your next paycheck. It will tell you how much money you can use in a day and is the surest way to still have money by the end of the month.

In my case it was 1000dkk/30 days = 33dkk in a day (about 4 USD). Not a lot of money, but I didn’t spent money every day, so the next day I could spend 66dkk and so on.

As long as you never spend more than you’re “allowed”, you’ll always have extra money by the end of the month.

Of course, accident and unexpected bills happen, but that’s why it’s always a good idea to put a bit of money away every month if possible.

I have more money now (like, enough to have internet on my phone *GASP!* and eat other stuff besides oatmeal *GASPGASP!!*), but I still use this system because no matter how much money you have you’re always in danger of running out by the end of the month.

Happy 30th, Fresh Air!

Today (May 11) is Fresh Air’s 30th anniversary of being a daily, national program. That’s amazing. That also means Terry has been doing this longer than I’ve been alive.

Originally posted by logotv

Like a lot of people my age, my first memories of NPR were in the backseat of my parents’ car. It wasn’t long before I became a fan myself. The road trip from my hometown in Massachusetts to Philadelphia, where I went to college, was about 5 Fresh Air interviews long. I distinctly remember picking out interviews with Sacha Baron Cohen, Lisa Kudrow, Philip Seymour Hoffman, and Jack Black and loading them onto my pink iPod mini. 

After I graduated and was miserable working in restaurants and retail, Terry’s interviews kept me sane. She kept me company during a time in my life when I felt lost and directionless. I remember Caitlin Moran, Lena Dunham, and Matt Weiner, to name a few.

I started at Fresh Air in May of 2013. I co-write the Fresh Air webpages on NPR.org with the lovely Bridget Bentz, run the social media, and handle the podcast. 

In the spirit of our anniversary, I thought I’d mention a few of my favorite interviews since I’ve been here, behind-the-scenes. 

  • John Waters: I have listened to this interview so many times, I practically have it memorized. I love how hard he makes Terry snort-laugh with gems like, “In Baltimore, if you’re hitchhiking, you’re a hooker that doesn’t have the Internet.” 

Originally posted by lastdaysofmagic

  • Pastor Nadia Bolz-Weber: Some of my favorite interviews are ones where I’ve never heard of the guest before and then they totally blow me away. Pastor Nadia started a church for outsiders (junkies, drag queens, comedians) and has a really original and inclusive philosophy about faith. 
  • Joaquin Phoenix: I have a special place in my heart for this interview, because the day it aired was the day I was introduced in the credits for the first time. This show was completely bonkers. He was unpredictable and bizarre, but we were all having so much fun listening in while the interview was taping. 

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

  • Lynsey Addario: While working as a bad-ass photojournalist in a war zone, Addario was kidnapped with two of her journalist colleagues. She talks about that harrowing experience in this interview. It’s riveting. Plus, as a web producer, putting together a slideshow of her work was a real joy. 
  • Michael K. Williams: Williams, known for playing Omar on The Wire, was a dream guest (open, funny, thoughtful) I love when he called Terry “T,” and talks about how the Rhythm Nation music video inspired him to pursue a career in the arts. His kindness radiates through the speakers.

Originally posted by artofthewire

I’m sure I’m forgetting tons of other favorites, but those are the ones that came to mind. 

We’ve got plenty of exciting things coming down the pike. Thanks for listening, reading, following the show! We can’t wait to see what you pick as your favorite interviews with the hashtag #freshair30. 

Onward, 

Molly Seavy-Nesper, associate producer at Fresh Air 

ANNOUNCEMENT - thebrotherswinchester on AO3

Hello everyone!

This is really long. Sorry about that. But I hope you read all of it.

Basically, I have some news.

It’s very good news.

I have written a book, and that book is going to be published.

I am super excited about this. I can’t tell you anything about the story yet—it’s hush hush for now—but it’s a story I really believe in, and it’s only the first step in what I hope will be a very long career of writing books.

HOWEVER.

I am going to be published. My name is gonna be out there in the Real World. And my fandom accounts—my Tumblr, my AO3—have been around long enough that they’re kind of inextricably linked to my actual real life name.

I don’t actually mind that. Like I said, it’s inextricable. I’m not ashamed of my fandom life, especially because writing fic is the single best thing I have ever done for myself As A Writer. Fic has helped me improve more than college ever did. And beyond that: all your feedback, and all your incredibly kind comments, has helped me as a person. I don’t know where I would be right now if I hadn’t spent my teenage years writing fic. I would be a worse writer, that’s for sure. And there have been plenty of times when reading over your comments was the only thing that made me actually open up a new doc and start typing.

That said, I do want to enter the world of publishing and “professional” writing with a clean slate.

So in about 24 hours (May 19, 12:00AM EST) I will be taking down my all my fics and then deleting my AO3 account.

I’m really sad about this, guys. Again: I cannot put into words how much YOUR words have encouraged me over the years. I have read all your comments (all of them twice, some 10+ times). I appreciate every single comment I have ever gotten. Your excitement, your emotions, your passion for the characters we both love—it keeps me writing. It’s why I want to write books.

I’m going to lose your comments. I am really, really sad about that.

But I don’t want you to lose my work. You’ve told me that it makes you happy, and that makes me happy. So heck it—I’m taking it off the internet, but the reason I’m waiting a day is because I want to give you a chance to keep it.

So: if you want to download my work (and you haven’t already), now is the time. Download away, y’all. Put it on your Kindle, print it out, take screenshots, whatever you want. It’s yours.

There will still be podfics and translations up—I’m not asking anyone else to delete their hard work. Just the originals will be gone. (My Tumblr is staying up for now, though I might end up deleting that too.)

If you want to contact me—or hear updates about my Book Thing—feel free to follow me on Twitter.

So…that’s it. All that’s left to say is: thank you. Thank you so, so, so much. For your comments, for your kudos, for your endless support. Thank you to the people who have read and commented on everything I’ve ever posted; thank you for the silent kudos-ers; thank you to the lurkers. Every single one of you made me a better writer. Thank you.

Much love.

Wynonna Earp 1x01 Best One Liners
  • That bathroom is a crime against humanity. Trust me, put down the coffee 
  • Let go of her we’re armed…. poorly. 
  • Welcome home, Wynonna (talking to herself) 
  • Listen, I know Purgatory’s country and all, but is that legal to bury your husband in the garden?
  • Two stints in juvie, a summer riding with the Banditos, and I’m still trying wanted for questioning in the Bleaker case. My relationship with law is enforcement es un poco complicated. 
  • Listen, you washed-up rodeo clown. 
  • Waverly: Why don’t you slip into something more comfortable. Like a coma! 
  • Worst birthday ever! 
  • I wasn’t gonna “do” anyone, least of all that man-child.
  • If my parole officer’s asking, then no. 
  • Am I being charged with something? Cause trust me, having to ride the bus is punishment enough. 
  • Waverly was right. We need that gun. And I’m talking to a truck. - No this well dried up a long time ago. Much like my tolerance for stalkers. 
  • I don’t do authority, alright? These days, I barely do sober. 
  • We both know you’re one grope away from a heart t attack. Best stick to internet porn and the certainty of dying alone, don’t you think? 
  • Let me guess. Wyatt Earp fan? Came to see the place where he drank? You know what? Let you freak flag fly free.
  • (Waverly about to be hung/choke to death) Hanging in there?
  • (Stool holding Waverly kicked down and Wynonna runs to hold her up) Deep breaths, baby girl! 
  • You wanna know how batshit I am? Nobody shoots my family, but me.

August, 21. ’17 · 8/100 Days of Productivity

Helloooooo everyone. I feel so bad for disappearing these last days. I just… haven’t feeling really myself and wanted to stay away from the internet for a little while. But I’m back!

Today I didn’t have classes so I’m studying for my Literature test, rereading Martín Fierro while waiting for the live webcast of the Solar Eclipse!!

What did I learn today? A bunch of information about the Eclipse, watching the NASA Snapchat stories lol

Hi friends! As of today, (july 19) I am exactly one month away from my move in day at college! Not having been one to leave home a whole lot, I’ve been pretty anxious about this day. So, naturally, I’ve been scouring the internet for various resources/tips, and thought I would compile them here to share with all of you! (This ended up being longer than expected so I’m going to put it under a cut)

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Jacksepticeye Imagine Q&A

“I can’t believe we’re going to a panel.”

“I know, it’s so exciting.” You exclaimed, smiling at your friend, as the two of you entered the venue. There were a crowd of people already inside when you arrived, so you hurried to some seats and waited for it to start.

“Oh, Sean’s going to be at this panel.” Your friend waggled their eyebrows and you laughed loudly, making a few people turn to look at you.

“I guess.” You replied hesitantly, unsure of where the conversation was going. 

“Relax (Y/N), I’m not going to do anything, it’s just an observation.” Your friend nudged you playfully and you felt the tension ease, as the panel started. They all joked with each other and you laughed along at the friendly banter. 

“Alright, we’re going to open it up to questions now, so make your way to the people with microphones if you’ve got a question.” Mark announced and one of the people was right in front of you. Your friend stood up and you eyed them worriedly. 

“How about over there? In the blue shirt?” Your friend grinned and started speaking into the microphone. 

“Hi guys, it’s great to finally see you after years of watching you all. I was wondering if any of you would date a fan?” You sunk into your seat, knowing where the conversation was going.

“Why? You asking for yourself?” Mark asked, earning a chuckle from the audience. Your friend turned to you and you shook your head quickly.

“My friend here has had a crush on Sean for years.” Your friend pointed to you and your face turned red, as all the eyes in the room landed on you. You gave the members of the panel a small wave and Sean grinned at you. 

“Well, maybe your friend should try talking to me themselves and we’ll see what happens.” The audience erupted in cheers and you blushed, still finding Sean’s eyes on you. 


“I’m not saying that I’m the best friend ever, but…” Your friend trailed off, grinning wildly. You rolled your eyes and nudged them playfully. 

“Sure, embarrassing me in front of my favourite youtubers and a room full of people is certainly your greatest contribution to my life. Thanks for that.” You replied sarcastically. The two of you continued walking, until you heard a voice from behind.

“Sorry, but are you the two from the panel earlier?” You looked around and saw Sean looking at the two of you. Your friend grinned and pushed you over to him. 

“I, um, yeah that’s us.” You answered, smiling shyly at him. Sean grinned and opened his arms. You hugged him, not quite believing that it was happening.

“So, I hear you’ve got a crush on me? Would that be true?” Your eyes grew wide as you took in the flirty tone to his words.

“Maybe.” 

“Well, it’s not every day that someone so stunning is interested in me, so could I maybe give you my number?” You grinned and nodded, handing him your phone. Before he put his number in, Sean hesitated.

“You’re not crazy, right? Like, you’re not going to post this on the internet?” He asked cautiously and you shook your head.

“I’ll take it to my grave. But you’ll have to find out about the crazy part.” You winked and Sean chuckled.

“I look forward to finding out.” He replied and walked away. You moved back over to your friend, in a daze about what had just happened.

“So, like I was saying about being the best friend.”

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Creepypasta #1057: The Girl

Length: Long

She was one of those people that you could swear you’ve met before, but you don’t remember when. She tugged at my memory like a person you had a few high school classes with, but never had more than a few conversations. She had a round face, with soft cheekbones and bright brown eyes. Her lips were perpetually hinting at a smile that never seemed to fully blossom. She had a full, curvy figure, and the way she moved in her short summer dress had a subtle seductiveness that was far more attractive than her appearance alone.

The party we were at was slowly winding down. The host had disappeared with some girl, or had otherwise ditched entirely, and he took the energy of the party with him. As I was looking for the keys to my car, she approached me. “Hey, I have some rum back at my place. Want to come drink with me?” she said.

“Sure,” I replied. “Let me find my keys, I was about to leave anyway. Do you need a ride?”

“No,” she said, as she grabbed my phone and typed in her address. “Just meet me here, I’ll be home in 15 minutes.”

“Perfect,” I said, thinking that I had just enough time to run home and grab some deodorant and mouthwash before heading over.

I drove home and freshened up, then took my dog for a walk to kill a little more time. Didn’t want to beat her home, and I suspected she might want a minute to herself too. After about 15 minutes, I drove over to her house.

It was nothing spectacular, just your standard suburban home. The lawn needed to be mowed, and there was a little trash in the yard, but I chalked that up to college kid’s general apathy. I knocked on the door, and she let me in.

The inside of the house was comfortable, a big couch dominated the living room, and sat opposite a large TV. The kitchen was situated behind the couch and a hallway led from the living room to three bedrooms. As I sat down on the couch, she offered me a shot of rum and drank one herself. I drank my shot and poured each of us another.

“I thought we could Netflix and chill for a while, if that’s alright with you,” she said with a smirk.

“Sounds good to me. Do you like horror movies?” I said, figuring horror movies would be the easiest way to get her close to me.

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“Sormik’s New Year”, or “Soreo’s New Year’s evening”, or “Fluff that changed into flu disaster” page 8

Poor Gentle Shepherd was really, really grumpy until he could cuddle with his water seraph. Not mention it saves money and space in INN XD. Zaveid was (heart warmly) teasing both boys for a while until his flu get him down for good. I really wanted to use at this page Alisha-chan from Zaveid, just like he called her in game. (at least during this one and only encounter in main game, yes I still didn’t play Alisha DLC so I don’t know if he keeps going in calling Alisha like that…) Anyway, it was cute and Alisha was embarrassed by his lines. I’m walking around second season of anime like around really bad dish which I want to ignore but I saw that skit with Alisha and Zaveid about his clothes and it was funny and sweet too. I like this pair interaction (It can be for me AlishaxSergei, AlishaxRose, AlishaxZaveid, just leave Sorey to his one and only Mikleo please.)

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Wedding Bells

Let me start off this plea for help with that I don’t deserve it. What’s going to happen to me soon I absolutely asked for, but god, someone please save me.

I’m a perv. I hack into girl’s computers and watch them in their houses from their webcams, or even better, their rooms. Catch them doing yoga, undressing, it’s truly my lucky day when I can catch them masturbating. Once I even caught this lesbian couple, but they didn’t do anything fun- just tickled each other and planned their honeymoon. So. Boring.

It’s a victimless crime. I get my rocks off or enjoy your conversations, and the people never even know I was there.

But I peaked into the wrong cam.

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OTP AU Writing Prompts

All of these are SFW. A mixture that will work for either kid or adult characters. Some can also be used just for buddies! :)

-”So I’m waiting for my mum to come back to the video game store because I need her to loan me some money, and you’re over there helping your little sister to reach a game that’s obviously for five year olds and holy crap is that my favourite video game on your shirt it looks kinda like my shirt only better” au

-”I hate this lesson we’re in and crap I messed up AGAIN ugh hey you’re next to me so sorry but do you know what the hell I have to do’ au

-”You live next door to me and I keep hearing you yelling and one day I go to tell you to keep it down and oh my god you’re yelling because you’re watching/playing my favourite video game/anime” au

-”I’ve been kinda depressed lately and I tried to hide it, but apparently you noticed. So you’ve been sneaking notes with happy messages on them under my door/on my locker/around my stuff and that’s really sweet and I want to be your friend because that helped me but I don’t know who you are” au

-”As if I didn’t already not want to go to this movie/play/whatever the idiot working on the seating accidentally placed me really far away from my family and now I’m next to you and hey you hate this as well cool oh you’re into the same stuff I like wanna be friends” au

-”My parents signed me up for this cheap low-rate art/science/whatever club and I’m sitting next to you and well hey it’s a partner activity and neither of us know anybody here so how about we go together” au

-”Our idiot mutual friends roped us into going out together” au

-”This Valentine’s Day I left a ton of meme-based ecards I printed off the internet on a bunch of people’s lockers/pinboards/whatever as a joke, but you took it seriously and sent one back, and we’re sending them to each other and my god your sense of humour is exactly like mine and we’ve started to leave more personal messages on them, whoa at what point did I fall for you” au

-”We follow each other’s anonymous blogs on tumblr about a trashy thing that we’d get teased for liking, so I caught you on your phone reading tumblr and oh my god how come you’re reading that? Wait crap don’t freak out about it I’m sorry THAT’S MY BLOG I LOVE THIS TRASHY THING TOO” au

-”You live next to me and you keep playing my favourite music at really high volume and one day I just decided to duet with you and when the song was over you turned off the music and screamed ‘WHO THE HELL ARE YOU’ and I guess we’re friends now lol” au

-”My asshole boyfriend didn’t show up on our date but you ran over and pretended you were going out with me and were all like ‘hey, my name’s *insert person A’s name*, what’s yours?’ so I said ‘I’m *insert person B’s name*. What the hell are you doing?’ and you were all ‘okay I’m going to pretend to be your boyfriend because your dickheaded excuse for one isn’t coming and this place is pretty dangerous when it comes to creeps and flirting’ and oh my god thank you so much hey you’re actually pretty nice, here’s my number” au

-”You’re in one of my classes and I don’t know you very well but one day you yelled out a quote from my favourite game/movie/tv/anime/book/etc and nobody got it and I felt bad for you so I continued the joke and we kept it going and wow I thought I was the only person who knew about that” au

-”Some asshole just knocked my stuff out of my arms/tipped over my entire desk/tripped me over on purpose/etc and you’re helping me to pick it all up wow thanks gee you’re cute what’s your name” au

-”I’ve just broken up with my girl/boyfriend of several years and I’m devastated and you’re my platonic best friend of all time and you’re comforting me and before I know it welp you’re hugging me well hey this is nice I like this” au

I think that’s enough for now but if I think of anything else, I’ll add some more! Reblog this with any of your own if you have something good to add!

Ravi Bodyguard AU Part 2

Note: This took forever because I was really struggling with how to write it. I hope you like it!

Part 1

Originally posted by chyogi

It’s been about two weeks since the last event, and neither Wonsik nor you have brought up the incident of him carrying you up to your hotel room. But every time you think about it your heart begins to flutter.

You’ve fallen for him and you know it. You know you shouldn’t like him the way you do, he’s your bodyguard for crying out loud, but you can’t help it. It’s just how you feel. You’ve convinced yourself he can’t possibly feel the same. You’re very close to him, as you two talk quite often and are very comfortable around each other, but that’s all it is. Simply a friendship. Nothing more.

Maybe not even that. As close as you are to him, sometimes he shuts you out. He’s closed off and you can’t figure out why. He locks himself away in his own mind, even though you’ve told him several times that he can talk to you, but he doesn’t always take that. Maybe he thinks of you strictly as a business relationship.

You’re not sure anymore.

You and Wonsik are walking back to your home after doing some shopping, well you’re doing some shopping. You just got home, and you couldn’t be happier, but with the weather changing you’ve realized you need to buy some more comfortable clothing for summer. Of course, Wonsik had to accompany you.

You two are having a good time, you think anyway. Cracking jokes and talking about everything, it’s nice. You unlock the door as he finishes up a funny story about him and his sister.

You laugh as you push open the door, “no way! And your parents didn’t care?”

“To this day they still don’t know.”

“I didn’t know you were such a bad boy Wonsik.” You tease, walking into your house and dropping your bags on the ground.

He ignores your comment as he follows you in. “Do you need help with your bags, Miss?”

“First of all, how many times have I told you that you don’t need to call me Miss? (Y/N) will do just fine. Second, just leave them. I’ll get them later. You sit down and I’ll get us something to drink. I did just drag you around all day, I’m sure you’re tired.”

“Really it was my pleasure M-I mean (Y/N).” You smile softly and feel your heart flutter a bit.

“Well umm…I’ll get us those drinks, yeah?” You hurry into the kitchen before you can do or say anything stupid. You fix two glasses of water and grab your laptop off the counter, then walk back into the living room. Wonsik is sitting on the couch, his back to you. You set the glass on the coffee table in front of him and sit beside him, setting your own glass and your laptop down as well.

You open up your laptop and type in your password, Wonsik watching you quietly.

“Work?” He asks and you nod.

“It never ends, as I’m sure you know.”

He shrugs,“I like my work.” You smile again at his comment and turn back to your laptop, pulling up the browser. The first thing that greets you is more backlash about your actions against the reporter two weeks previously, and even backlash against her for the horrible article she had written about you. You hadn’t payed attention to it, allowing none of it to bother you. Instead, rolling your eyes at the situation.

You ignore everything about it and go to your email, an unknown email being the first in your inbox. You click on it and see that it’s from the reporter, threatening you.

“She’s still at it?” He asks, watching you carefully from where he’s sitting. You nod and read through the email.

“She’s very angry. She’s resorted to threatening me.” Without saying anything, he takes your laptop and reads through it. He takes your safety very seriously. “I’m sure it’s nothing.”

“I don’t know, angry people are unpredictable. You know, we could take her to court for slander in her article about you.”

“Wonsik really, it has not affected my career in any way, just made some people on the internet mad. I really don’t care.”

“If you say so…but tell me if anything else happens.”

“You know I will.” You don’t give the email much thought. Sure it would be easy enough for her to find you considering you’re in the same country, not too far away from where you first saw her actually. But you really doubt it will come to anything like that.

Days go by, each day bringing a new threatening email from her. Each one making Wonsik more and more nervous. Until they stop a week later. You think she’s over it, finally  stopping this insane grudge. But that’s when the mail starts showing up. Threatening letters, pictures if you with your face x-ed out. This girl is insane. After one letter says that she’s going to come for you, Wonsik decides to take action.

“I’m going to be here, with you, at all times. You’re not to go out alone, you will not be alone at all until this ends.”

“Don’t you think that’s a bit unneeded?” You ask.

“This is a very real threat (Y/N), I have to take it seriously. And  as your personal bodyguard I’m going to do everything I can to keep you safe.”

“Alright Wonsik.” You relent, and so begins weeks of Wonsik being at your side for every little thing.

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Isak and Even teased about their height difference. Isak uses his height to his advantage. Height difference

“I don’t understand it.” Magnus states, sitting down at their lunch table, his eyes narrowed.

“What?” Jonas asks, not looking up from his phone.

“How is Isak so ‘Tol,’ but when he’s with Even he looks so ‘Smol.’ And yes I do mean with an ‘O’,” Magnus says, staring intently at a spot on the table. He looks like he’s almost deep in thought, which Isak finds somewhat hard to believe, considering the circumstances.

“When a guy and a taller guy love other very much-” Jonas starts, but is cut off by their conversation piece sitting down across from them.

“Is Magnus asking questions again?” Isak jokes. Magnus nods pensively, interlacing his fingers. He tilts his head, looking at Isak carefully.

“Yeah. You’re tall, like ‘tol’ with and ‘O’. But when you’re with Even you’re ‘smol.’ Again, with an ‘O’. How?” He asks, leaning forward slightly. Isak rolls his eyes and doesn’t answer, just takes a swig from his water bottle.

“As I was saying-” Jonas starts, but is cut off by Isak.

“I heard. I just don’t think it’s a thing. I act the same around Even as I do around you guys. Just with…love. And I admire his face. And his body. Actually, I act entirely different. You guys are the worst,” he jokes.

“You should pay attention. Look for it. You become ‘smol.’ Like on the internet? How they spell it? It’s a thing,” Magnus says before stretching and standing up. “I have to go finish my homework. Keep an eye out. You’ll see it now.” With that and a wink, he walks away.

“I’m positive he’s wrong,” Isak says adamantly to Jonas. “There’s no way I haven’t seen that. I’m right. For sure.”

“We’ll see.” Jonas raises his eyebrows.

Magnus might have been right.

Isak’s noticed it more and more in the past few days since the conversation. It’s almost like whenever he’s around his boyfriend he loses about 3 inches. He knows he’s actually shorter, but this much? Nei!1 It doesn’t help that whenever he talks with Even, Magnus makes a point to walk in his sight line making motions that he is pretty sure translate in Magnus’s mind to ‘see? I’m a genius!’ but he can’t be sure.

“Tell me I’m right.” Magnus says, a week after the initial conversation, when he plops down at their usual table. Jonas looks up in anticipation. Magnus has avoided bringing up the subject for about a week now, and everyone in their group (besides Mahdi who just answered ‘what the fuck are you arguing about?’ before saying he ‘wouldn’t participate in this insanity’) has been anxiously awaiting the verdict.

“You might be-”

“I knew it!” Magnus cuts Isak off.

“-somewhat right,” Isak plows on, rolling his eyes.

“Right about what?” Even asks, sliding into the chair next to Isak and dropping a kiss on his cheek. “I’m on Isak’s side.”

“You don’t even know what we’re talking about,” Isak rolls his eyes, blushing.

“It’s adorable. Shut up,” Magnus instructs. “We were just talking about how your boyfriend here is such a ‘smol’ bean around you but so ‘tol’ elsewhere in his life.”

“Small? Or -”

“Small with an ‘O’” Jonas corrects and Even smiles.

“He is a smol bean,” Even confirms, nuzzling his nose against Isak’s cheek. The younger boy scoffs.

“Take a fucking sip babe,” Jonas says. “We told you so.”

“It’s only because I’m freakish though. Honestly.” Even says, smiling. All Isak’s attention seems to be focused on his boyfriend, a smile growing on his own face.

“No! You’re perfect. Shut up,” Isak says, hitting Even’s chest lightly. He laughs softly, and gives him a quick kiss.

“So are you,” he says, and Isak smiles.

“I know I’m perfect. Think about all the things I can do better than you. Being short.” Magnus laughs, and Jonas snorts.

“Name one thing,” Even challenges, and Isak’s smile widens.

“I…I can…I’m really good at being the little spoon,” he finally says, crossing his arms.

“You’re terrible.”

“Better than you. Giant,” Isak retorts.

“But I thought I was perfect,” Even says, mock offended.

“You can both be perfect. Perfect together,” Magnus says, smiling slightly. “Smol and tol!”

“Yeah. Me and my bean,” Even says, and Isak rolls his eyes, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks.

Notes:

  1. No

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9608450

Rant of the day: I can’t FUCKING BELIEVE that there is a FUCKING ANTI on the hetalia fandom making a WHOLE FUCKING BLOG to list “bad blogs”

Before starting: in absolute NO CIRCUNSTANCE this is a motive to go there and harass them in ANY WAY.
If you harass someone, no matter the reason, you are a terrible human being and I’m disgusted by you.

*very deep and tired sigh*

I am TIRED.

SO FUCKING TIRED of dealing with antis bullshit on the Voltron fandom. I am tired of seeing they harass people, I am tired of seing their shit on the tags I like, but, mostly:
I AM TIRED OF SEEING THEIR INCORRECT AND FAILED LOGIC ALL OVER THE PLACE.

They keep claiming over and over again that incest ships (even self-cest), pedophilia ships and abusive/toxic ships means that whoever ship those are inherently endorsing those things in real life and that those shippers are inherently bad people. They say “fiction afects reality” and think that they are the paladins of truth and justice and protectors of children/minors. 

*very deep and annoyed sigh*

First of all, bitch, YES, MOTHERFUCKER, WE KNOW THAT FICTION AFFECT REALITY. That is why people demand representation in media and that is why people demand better media.

HOWEVER,
FICTION DOESN’T AFFECT REALITY IN A “MONKEY SEE, MONKEY DO” WAY!!!!!!!

They keep claiming “oh, children will see incest/pedophilia/abuse/rape in fandom and they will think that it is ok in real life”

BITCH, NO!

I don’t know how these naive people were raised, but most MOST PARENTS THAT I KNOW, MOST PARENTS OF OTHER SHIPPERS HAD ALREADY TAUGHT THEM THAT THOSE ARE WRONG BEFORE WE GET INTO THE INTERNET.
Dear antis,
If YOUR PARENTS failed to educate you that incest/pedophilia/abuse/rape is wrong, that is, honestly, YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM!

This is the internet and I ain’t your mama. I’m not here to shelter people against all and every heavy content. 

I’m on the internet and on fandom since I was 11/12 (I don’t remember when). 
I basically raised myself in fandom and I learned about sex and sexuality in fandom firstly.
And even there I WASN’T STUPID ENOUGH TO THINK THAT INCEST/PEDOPHILIA/ABUSE WAS COOL AND OK IN REAL LIFE!
My first mlm ship was between a 15 yo and a 30 yo. I shipped it, I liked it AND I, WITH 12/13 YEARS OLD KNEW, WITHOUT A SHITTY ANTI TELLING ME THAT, THAT THAT WASN’T OK IN REAL LIFE!

Antis treat people, especially minors, as if they were stupid. 
They treat fiction as if it was a case of “monkey see, monkey do” when that is hardly the case.

People who were socialized correctly WILL NOT EVER THINK THAT THAT IS OK IN REAL LIFE!

Antis treat people as if it was sinful and heinous to like heavy or more problematic stuff/ships.

BITCH, NO!

PSYCHOLOGISTS ALL OVER THE GLOBE HAD ALREADY PROVEN THAT IT IS PART OF THE HUMAN NATURE TO BE ATTRACTED TO EDGE THEMES!

Meaning that it is ok to like reading/seeing about those kind of things. IT IS NORMAL! (also, before someone asks: yes, it is also ok not to like it. Both are part of the human nature, and one is not more right or wrong than the other. They are just part of humanity. They just are. Period).

IF ALL THE PROFESSIONALS SAYS THAT IT IS OK, WHY DO YOU THINK YOUR SORRY ASS KNOW MORE ABOUT THE SUBJECT THAN THEY DO?
YOU ARE NOT GOD, MOTHERFUCKER!

Of course, that there is a huge “but” on that.

It is ok to like those kind of stuff, BUT PEOPLE HAVE TO TAG THAT CORRECTLY. PEOPLE HAVE TO PUT ALL THE WARNINGS SO PEOPLE CAN EITHER EXPLORE THEIR HEAVY SUBJECT OF INTEREST OR THEY CAN AVOID/BLACKLIST IT. 

As I said, I’m in fandom since I was 11/12.
I’ve seen/read a lot of shit during those 14/13 years that I’m in this internet life.
A lot of shit.
A LOT OF SHIT.
A LOT OF SHIT!
And every single fucking time I seen/read some shit, I WAS THE ONE WHO ACTIVELLY CLICKED ON IT.I CHOOSE TO DO THAT.
I’ll never forget about the time when I was starting on the hetalia fandom and I used to read UsUk stuff (yeah, a long time ago, in a galaxy far away…) that I read some heavy fanfics from the same author, about rape, torture and brainwashing (until this day, I’ll never forget that author’s name and I’ll pronounce it just like Timmy Turner’s dad (from Fairy Godparents) pronounce “Dinkleberg”).
That stuff REALLY messed up with my head for a few weeks.
HOWEVER,
The author PUT ALL THE WARNINGS. 
I had ALREADY read some of their stuff (and I was grossed out about it)
AND I STILL CHOSE TO CLICK ON IT!

You see, that is how the internet works: ONE CHOOSES TO SEE OR NOT!

SO THERE IS NO REASON TO TRY TO POLICE PEOPLE WHO DOES THAT! IT IS NOT WRONG AND PEOPLE CAN DO WHATEVER THEY WANT!!! (with proper tags and proper warnings, of course)

One last fallacy that the antis LOVE to say is that “adults can use pedo/abuse/incest shipt to groom young children and abuse them uwu”

BITCH, NO!

DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT CSA STARTED TO HAPPEN ONLY AFTER THE TELEVISION AND THE INTERNET WAS INVENTED?

DON’T BE STUPID, STUPID!

Predators had existed since the beginning of humanity. In Rome, for example, there were parties where the guests were offered little children (5 to 12 yo) FOR THEM TO RAPE. 

ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOING TO BLAME THAT ON THE INTERNET?

Again: if antis parents failed to show them that incest/pedophilia/abuse/rape is wrong, it is hardly my or anyone in the internet job to teach that to antis. 

Normal minors, children that already know (because their mamas raised no fools) that incest/pedophilia/abuse/rape is wrong, will see problematic content and either avoid it (and learn how to manage their own internet experience) or will explore it (again: there is nothing wrong in liking heavy content, and people start developing their sexuality and their interests during puberty, between 11 to 19 yo. And NO, SEEING/READING ABOUT PEDOPHILIC SHIPS WON’T MAKE PEOPLE PEDOPHILES. THIS IS NOT “MONKEY SEE MONKEY DO”!!!! THAT JUST MEANS THAT THOSE PEOPLE WILL LIKE THAT KIND OF CONTENT)

Normal people (most of the people except antis) don’t need antis to tell them what is right and what is wrong. 

Normal minors WON’T BE GROOMED WITH PEDO/ABUSE/INCEST CONTENT!!!!

You know with what kind of media the predators groom children? 
With SFW work!!!!
With PG works!!!!!
WITH STUFF THAT ARE CUTESY AND SWEET AND NOT PROBLEMATIC AT ALL!

For fucks sake: Predators WANT CHILDREN/MINORS TO THINK THEY ARE THE GOOD GUYS! THEY ARE NOT GOING TO SHOW THEM PEDO/ABUSE/INCEST STUFF!!!!

Of course, to all rule there is a counter example.
Yes, I’ve already read about cases of people who were in fact groomed and that their abuser used pedo/abuse/incest ships to try to justify it. 
Yes, I’ve already read about “the lolita effect” in Japan about predators using that kind of ships to justify their actions.
HOWEVER:
1) That is not the rule (Japan has a little more problems with this part, but it is not my place, as a westerner, to lecture them without more information on the topic and on their culture)
2) That is bad usage of media and it could happen with ANY MEDIA.
Again, another anedoct of my life: I’ve met a girl a few years ago (I was 18 and she was 19) who had been groomed when she was 12 with pokemon.
Yes, POKEMON.
ARE ANTIS GOING TO BLAME POKEMON FOR SHE BEING GROOMED? ARE THEY?
I don’t think so.
(She was all right, by the way. She told her mom who called the cops. I think they arrested the guy. Yikes. At least she got more careful on the internet after that).

ANY MEDIA CAN BE USED TO GROOM CHILDREN/MINORS IN ANY WAY!!!! PROBLEMATIC SHIPS BEING USED FOR THIS IS THE EXCEPTION, NOT THE RULE!

Do I like pedo ships? Hell No!
Do I like incest ships? Hell No!
DO I like rape ship? …well, I had to be guilty of something, I guess…
Do I like abuse ships? Hell No!
BUT THAT DOESN’T MAKE ME HAVE THE RIGHT TO CENSOR OTHER PEOPLE FOR FUCK’S SAKE!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *screaming to the void with anger*

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

Righ, ok. 

If the fandom is so worried about predators and all, what can we effectively do?

I’m glad you asked!

1) TALK
We have to talk about our inner problems (like some fetization of mlm ships that fandons in general still have) AND we have to discuss these subjects between ourselve.
Again, anedocte of my life: I was 15 and I still shipped that 15/30 yo ship (the same ship). I met online other people who shipped it, including a new shipper, younger than us (ages between 16 to 12, the 12 was the new shipper). We talked with the new shipper about how we loved our ship, of course, but how that would be gross in real life. The new shipper was a little dazzled with the fantasie of an older man liking them (just like I had been when I was 12/13) like it happened on the ship. So we the older shippers talked with them about how that doens’t happen in real life like that and how if an older man showed interests on her that would be really messed up. She got a little annoyed with us in the beginning (since she already knew that), but in the end she knew a little bit more about how to spot a predator (since we were talking about what we knew on the subject).
That is just one example of my life, but I think many other people out in the internet have other nice examples.
That is, in my opinion, the most powerful weapon against abuse and predators: information and support. Instead of censoring a “bad ship” and cocooning the new shipper in a bubble of ignorance, we talked about it with her and she learn something important for her life. That is what anyone can do.

2) REPORT REAL RAPIST/PEDOPHILES
If you can, do it. 
If you can call the cops, even better.
That is how we can help.
That is what antis don’t do.
Recently on the Voltron fandom, someone showed screenshots of an anti discord chat where it was posted a link to a rapist blog on tumblr with the caption “PLEASE REPORT THIS FUCKER”. 
The antis mocked that. 
They did nothing.
Then, when the conversation leaked, they acused the person that sent the link of exposing them to troubling content (as if the person had sent the link just to rile them up and not to get help reporting the motherfucker).
aNTIS aRE uSELESS. i rEST mY cASE

3) DONATE TO INSTITUTIONS THAT HELP CSA VICTIMS/SURVIVORS
If you have the money, of course.
Since I am broke 99% of the time, I can only reblog stuff and pray for the best, but if you have some money and you want to help that is a good oportunity.
There are also other ways to the fandom to help too!
A good example on the Voltron fandom was the Sheith Zine, that donated all the profits to one of those institutions (I can’t remember which now)

TL,DR: FICTION DOESN’T AFFECT REALITY IN A “MONKEY SEE, MONKEY DO” WAY, PEOPLE WHO WERE SOCIALIZED CORRECTLY WILL NEVER THINK THAT THOSE KIND OF SHIPS ARE OK IN REAL LIFE, THERE IS NO REASON TO POLICE WHAT PEOPLE SHIP BECAUSE IT IS ALL FINE (IF THEY USE THE PROPER TAGS AND WARNINGS, OF COURSE), ANY MEDIA (ESPECIALLY NON-PROBLEMATIC) CAN BE USED TO GROOM CHILDREN/MINORS (PEDO SHIPS BEING USED TO THAT IS THE EXCEPTION), ANTIS ARE A DISGRACE WHO DO NOTHING EFFECTIVE TO HELP PEOPLE AND THERE ARE WAYS TO HELP PEOPLE AGAINST ABUSE THAT ARE __NOT__ CENSORING SHIPS

AND NO, DEBORAH, I’M NOT GOING TO PUT THIS ALL UNDER A “READ MORE” THIS TIME AND I’M NOT GOING TO STOP SCREAMING
I’M PISSED

Originally posted by usedpimpa

Last note: if you want to talk about it, I’m really more civil than this in one-one conversations. As long as you keep the respect (and sarcasm is still considered a disrespect in this blog), I’ll keep the respect and won’t scream (maybe put stuff in bold for emphasis, but that is it)

I’m Going To Kill You

Steve, Sam

Summary: Sam keeps tickling Steve’s back wherever they are.

A/N: I couldn’t help myself. Based on this.

Words: 706

Steve was going to kill Sam.

With how close they had gotten - in a rather short period of time too - he wasn’t that surprised over the countless of discoveries they kept making about each other. Their friendship was relatively new, and he remembered a time where he still found out new things about Bucky, despite having been his friend for years. Hence he found it natural to make revelations at least once a week, and to be completely fair he found it rather exciting. Sam was a complex man, and the more layers he peeled off the more he found. It was fascinating.

Of course some discoveries were less exciting than others. Sam found out that he liked saving food just in case he would get hungry later; an old habit from his childhood he couldn’t kick. Steve realized that Sam was a neat freak and could barely go three days without cleaning his home. While these things showed new sides to them, they weren’t necessarily things they lingered on.

Some discoveries, however, were able to change their perspective on things. Steve was now absolutely certain that Sam could be merciless, and fortunately he only had to deal with it in playful ways.

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Subtle Hints

(based off of @ticklishraspberries prompt) (Ticklish!Harry) (Slight-Drarry)

OF COURSE I HAD THE MAJORITY WRITTEN AND THEN MY INTERNET CRASHED. OF COURSE.

I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly as you envisioned, I got carried away lol.

This is a pre-Hermione-Ron-Relationship fic, for that is why Harry is able to tease them about their feelings. I included the idea of Harry and Draco because honestly, I am a weak little mush for Drarry, and it makes me feel all warm and fluffy inside.

Words: 1,112


Hogwarts is a beautiful place. With it’s narrow corridors, seemingly endless staircases, and magnificent lake across the grounds, it’s the ideal place to just sit and relax on a sunny day like this.

Unless you’re best friends with Harry Potter, that is.

“Harry! I swear on Merlin’s life I will snap your wand if you don’t stop.” Ron shouted at the boy. He was simply just trying to sit underneath the old oak tree with him and Hermione and enjoy the weather, but Harry had other plans. These plans mainly consisted of using magic to pull at his red locks of hair.

“Hate to break it to you Ron, but Merlin’s been dead for quite some time, thus rendering your threat useless.” Hermione stated matter-of-factly. Even though it was a Saturday, she was itching to get indoors and begin her Herbology paper. The only issue is that Ron and Harry insisted that she hangout with them, saying that she works too hard and needs a break from academics.

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vimeo

Hey Taylor,

I just want to show you my story of one of the ways in which you’ve impacted my life so much. So on the 14th of December, 2016 i decided to stay home from school because i wasn’t having such a good time, it was getting close to the end of the school year and honestly the only think that made me feel really happy was your music. Along with this comes getting to know a whole community of your amazing fans who are just like me, Swifties. On this day I knew that there must be someone out there who would help me feel better, who was as caring, kind and genuine as you are. This was when Laura (aka @timtamswiftie ) came along and asked me how i was going, asking me about my day, my life and of course talking about our love for you. She made me feel so happy like how happy i feel when i listen to your music (and thats honestly the best feeling in the world). We even found videos of us standing right next to each other before your concert in 2015 without noticing! I knew that I had made my self a best friend and not just one who i got along with but one who shares the same interests and music taste and all of the important things that makes up such a special person. From then on we talked over text, FaceTime, instagram, really anything that we could communicate on. We celebrated my birthday, christmas and were even each others first texts at 12am on New years day. We live about an hour and 30 minutes away from each other but when neither of you can drive and the train trips are hours long it almost feels like you live on the other side of the world. But, we were determined to meet each other, we had to, we were and still are each others best friend. With schedules that never seemed to match up and our parents (understandably) worrying about the dangers of meeting someone from the internet it seemed almost impossible. But, we did it we organised a date, 19th of January, 2017. The day that we would meet, the day we’d celebrate every year. Time seemed to move so slowly, the anticipation was killing us but, the day came. I could hardly sleep the night before i was so excited yet so anxious I had facetimed her before but what if everyone else was right what if she wasn’t who i thought she was? The honest reason this was going through my head wasn’t because i watch too much catfish (although i do watch a lot) but because she was too perfect, not in the way that she had no flaws because everyone does but just because it was almost like we were long lost twins, almost identical personalities. But, the morning was finally there me, my sister and her friend all jumped on an hour and a half train ride to see her. The video below shows what we did during our day and i can honestly say its the happiest I’ve been since i saw you live. We laughed, sung, fangirled and so much more (we’ve also both agreed that it was the 2nd best day of our lives, after we saw you on the 28th of November, 2015 of course). I’m so thankful that i met Laura because she makes me so happy and we still talk every single day and have even met up once since then. I would also just like to thank you so so so so so so much Taylor for you and your music helping us come together. Thank you for being who you are, I love you so much. Never change and Long Live 19/1/17.

Love, Clair


@taylorswift