dare i hope!

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Still got many years ahead to grow together 🌻

Sometimes I will just be going about my day and suddenly for no reason at all - I will think of you and wonder where you are. I try to imagine what you are doing and what you might be thinking about in that exact moment, at that exact second …. Sometimes I dare to hope you might be thinking of me too. That somehow – in some way - we are connected to each other by nothing more than thought alone…
And though I may never know for certain if that connection is real or imagined, the one thing I know without question is real in that instant … is the overwhelming love I feel for you.
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moodboard || robb stark or sansa stark

The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.

requested by @westallensiris

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So this fluffy Percabeth oneshot is for @percyyoulittleshit! I hope you like it Mari! :D

Honestly this was quite a lot of fun to write, so I hope everyone enjoys reading it! 


“It feels like we haven’t seen each other in ages,” Percy complained, as he walked through the cabin area of Camp Half-Blood. It was a sunny August day, and many campers were milling about.

“I know, Seaweed Brain, but you know I’ve been so busy helping with the New Athens plans. And you’ve been doing a lot of training sessions. Besides, that’s why we’re having our picnic today!” Annabeth said happily.

Percy nodded, his usual smile returning to his face. He grabbed her hand, ready to take her to the beach, where he had planned on having their picnic, when someone interrupted them.

“Percy! Annabeth!” Piper shouted from behind them, panting out of breath. “We need you.” She was dressed in shorts and a blue t-shirt, and Rachel was next to her, a small smile on her face, dressed in her usual paint-stained attire.

“For what?” Percy asked reluctantly. “We were just about to–”

“There’s a meeting in the Big House,” Rachel said, interrupting Percy. “Chiron says you guys need to be there. There’s no time for you to go to the beach–you need to come now.”

Percy looked at Annabeth, disappointment written on his face. “I guess we have to go.”

“It shouldn’t matter too much.” Annabeth smiled. “How about afternoon tea?”

“Who has sandwiches for tea?” Percy grumbled halfheartedly.

Annabeth rolled her eyes.

“Fine,” Percy turned to Rachel and Piper. “We’re coming.”

“Great,” Piper said, her eyes brightening. “Let’s go.”

Percy and Annabeth followed them, now focused fully on what this emergency meeting would be about.


“Well, that was a waste of time,” Percy said in annoyance, as he and Annabeth walked out of the Big House over an hour later.

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  • what she says : i'm fine
  • what she means : ahkmenrad died 4000 years ago, killed by his own brother who wanted to take the throne of egypt from him. according to the way kahmunrah talked about the tablet in the second natm movie, i guess he never had it before, so that means ahk had it the whole time. which basically means he was magically brought back to life every night, in his sarcophagus, trapped, probably wondering why he wasn't reaching the egyptian afterlife, all alone, until his doom was discovered 4000 years later. then he was on display in cambridge for a few years in which i dare to hope he was able to stretch out for a bit, before getting transferred to the national museum history to get entrapped for 54 more years of screaming in agony to only get deliberately ignored by the other exhibits. he's been banging on that lid for four millenaries without anyone coming to him, desperate about getting out the thing so much so that he was probably high on adrenaline caused by fear the whole, which is even more obvious according to the force the lid has been threwn off with when larry cracked the padlocks open and the FIRST THING HE SAYS AFTER THOSE FOUR MILLENARIES OF LONELINESS, FEAR AND ENTRAPMENT WAS "YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE HOW STUFFY IT IS THERE" FOR FUCK'S SAKE HE MADE A FUCKING JOKE DESPITE EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO HIM BEFORE RUSHING WITH LARRY THE SECOND HE ASKS HIM TO HELP THE VERY SAME EXHIBITS WHO LEFT HIM SCREAMING ALONE IN HIS DISPLAY ON PURPOSE JEEZ

izzatipanda  asked:

Psst. It's Zen birthday on April 1st. ;3

Ohohoh I am aware of that sumptuous event, my dear ;3 I do have a present for him and it’s pretty much finished, but I’m saving it for that happy day ~
Speaking of which, he better be wearing his birthday suit in the DLC. If not, I want every single piece of Zen trash on tumblr to make up for that with extra spicy smut ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)    

I Dare You

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader have a little game while working a case. 

Word Count: 997

Warnings: Fluff, Suggestive Content (only like a confetti amount)

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @curliesallovertheplace‘s Celebration challenge! I got the prompt: “Plays Truth or Dare”. I hope you guys like it. Feedback is always welcomed!! *hides face*



“Truth or Dare?”

I rolled my eyes and folded my leg under me, waiting patiently for Principal Carter to come and speak to us. I looked over at Dean and sighed.

“We’re supposed to be working a case,” I stated coolly. “And besides, I’m not talking to you.”

Dean scoffed. “You’re talking to me right now.” When I didn’t say anything he sighed and leaned over his chair, pulling my chair toward him. “Are you seriously gonna be mad at me?”

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Gracious heavenly Father, I thank Thee for Netflix and libraries and English Breakfast tea. I’m really extremely grateful for them. And that’s all the blessings I can think of just now to thank Thee for. As for the things I want, they’re so numerous that it would take a great deal of time to name them all so I will only mention the two most important. Please let the Netflix Anne of Green Gables series be super good; and please let me be good-looking when I grow up.

I remain,

Yours respectfully,
dollsome

Mattg124

Um.
Has anyone else noticed that Matt’s lost a lot of weight over the past few months?

It doesn’t look like healthy weight loss either. He looks ill and really kind of sunken in almost. At least to me anyway.

It’s not really my business what’s going on with his health/personal life, so I don’t need or care to know why.

But I really, really hope he’s okay and I wish him the best.

Happy belated birthday to @miscellaneousramblings, the best translator and friend you could ever ask for~ ❤ Love you, dear~! ❤ here’s a quick drawing of our son, before what is happening now let me dream okay

How to Kiss on a Dare

Originally posted by rtr-gifs

Title: How to Kiss on a Dare
Author: rileyrooin
Rating: G
Word Count: 1947
Summary: A dare steers an interview about The Book of Mythicality way off course. Written for Tropetastic Tuesday #3: Kissing on a dare (and oops we kind of liked it what now) in 1000-2000 words.

How to Kiss on a Dare on AO3

As always, shout out to @thegreyhenley for the excellent prompt!