day 2 two

12 Days | Chapter 2

Two guys that lowkey hate each other are forced to walk in each other’s shoes in order to learn a lesson.

***in collaboration with @themarkiplierexperience

lmao soz its not actually x reader we’re just desperate for attention haaaa


“I really think you overworked yourself this time,” said a soft, yet clear female voice. “Maybe you should have slept instead of working at the office all night.”

Tom wasn’t sure how long this girl had been speaking. All he knew was that he was in a car with her, and she was driving him to… he didn’t know where. Probably missed that in the midst of all the panic. He barely even got a look at her, so he turned his head to the driver and, well…

He recognized the shiny black hair that faded to a vibrant pink. Her side profile was oddly familiar. This was Bella, right? The girl who the people at “the office” were talking about. Tom knew her from somewhere, he just couldn’t pinpoint where. For some reason, he had to look at her until he figured it out.

She noticed his staring and glanced at him before turning back to the road. She seemed very concerned for this Ethan guy. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Yes, actually. I think I switched places with your friend and I don’t know where I am or how to switch back. That’ll land Tom in the hospital for sure. He didn’t need to be locked away in the psych ward, he just had to find out how this happened. In the meantime, all he could do was go along with what this girl was saying.

“I-It’s probably what you said,” he replied, breaking the gaze. “Overworked myself.” He pulled out his - or Ethan’s - phone and one look at the lockscreen made it click.

Bella is his girlfriend.

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poison buddies! 💜💚

lov my ninja dads


Excerpt from tell me that you love me too by @ciuucalata

Keith looked up at him then while drinking the coffee and Lance saw something shift in his eyes but he couldn’t understand what. He smiled once again at Lance as he set the mug aside, head tilted just a little to the side. Enough to make Lance want to scream at how cute he looked.

Keith let out a huff of breath, almost like he was laughing at himself, and without warning he leaned in and kissed Lance on the check.

Now Lance was sure that he wasn’t breathing. He could hear the beating of his heart in his own ears and his vision became a little blurry with all the blood that suddenly went to his face, his knees felt a little weak and his arms were useless at his side. He was gone for sure but he still heard the two words Keith whispered in his ear. “Thank you.”

I’d like to thank the author for writing this beautiful fic because it’s freaking perfection this has been a PSA

why does no one ever talk about the southern dalish clans of thedas? the ones from origins?

and by that i mean their weird, horrible pronunciation of elvhen.

in dragon age 2 and inquisition, you’ve got your graceful, correct way of saying things like “lethallin.” “andaran atishan.” “ma serannas!” 

and then there’s just…the southern clan. you know the one.

“UhnDAYruhn aTEEshun!”

“Dayreth Sheeral!”

the northern clans don’t talk to them. don’t talk about them. they hear the gentle whisper of “mah seerenus” on the wind and shudder.


This one’s for everyone out there who isn’t celebrating Mother’s Day (in the USA). She doesn’t have to define you. x

Inktober Day….7???

Idk, I’ve lost track of how behind I am. Anyway, I know I’m basic and unoriginal, but tbh, Feel Good Inc. has been and probably always will be my favorite track. Closely followed by El Manana and like 10 others.

Didn’t bother inking this one and just slapped a few flat colors on it.


Also, wow the colors look truly awful on mobile. You can’t see his eyes rolling back at all on here. :’)