i had to make this 2 parts (maybe 3 we will see) cause i was almost at 5 k and you and eunwoo still havent met so like, it had to be 2 parts
So its finals season, you are dying because of AP testing/revisions/big mean tests that give you too much stress
Should you be studying cause these tests that have a huge impact on your grade? yes
But will you? I mean technically yes,,,
It still counts as studying if you are looking at studyblrs right??? totally
You end up finding a blog that posts study tips and weekly updates of their bullet journal
Tbh they look like they have
their life together bc sometimes you see some moodboards of their desk and like healthy smoothies with like,, kale, and spinach
Their url is @morningwakeupcall
Wow even their url makes it
seem like they have their life together
You follow their blog because it’s pretty and you like pretty things, so you close tumblr because it’s 11pm you really should start studying
Your life doesn’t really change after that, sometimes instead of jungkook’s abs on your dash now you see a pretty bullet journal
One day you’re scrolling
through tumblr and you see a picture of bts at the bbms in @mornginwakeupcall ‘s bullet journal
You’re dying on the inside because!!! One of your favorite groups!! Is in that journal!!! that someone who has their life together!!!
O h m y
You reblog the post and add a bunch of !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and keyboard smashes in the tags
You feel very happy and kinda like a proud mom that this guy likes bts too
You decide you’re gonna send them an ask (on anon of course you feel hella awkward showing them who you are,, what if they think you are a weird stalker online no thank you you’re not about that life)
Before you send them the ask
you wait like 6 minutes so they maybe won’t think that the kpop blog that
just reblogged thier kpop themed bullet journal sent them an ask, like this
is some 007 james bond shit right here you gotta take some precautions
After the 6 minutes have passed
you double checked that you pressed anon, and send the ask
You’re sitting there on your phone refreshing his dash smh why are you so invested in this just to see his response- oH SNAP HE ANSWERED
Summary: After convincing your boyfriend to attend prom with you, you spend a special night together
Word count: 1.4k (I still can’t manage blurbs lmao I’m really sorry!)
A/N: Listen. I know. It’s been months. I’m sorry for going MIA, but on the bright side, there was so much pent-up 5sos in my system that I had to channel it out somehow… (Michael + leather jackets fucking end me)
there weren’t any good gifs of him by himself so let’s just roll w this one lmao
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Michael grumbled, eyebrows pulled together. He pulled at the bottom of his tie, a small pout settling on his pink lips. When you let out a short laugh, he glanced up to glare at you. “I’m serious! It’s gonna destroy my image!”
Rolling your eyes at your ridiculous boyfriend, you reached across to pat his shoulder. “No one’s going to think any differently of you,” you consoled, “it’s cute, anyway.”
“Cute,” Michael repeated, tongue curling around the word distastefully. You watched through amused eyes as he reached down to grab his leather jacket from a chair. You opened your mouth to point out that that specific item of clothing wouldn’t match the rest of his formal attire when he interrupted you, “I’m sorry, Y/N. I know prom means a lot to you but I can’t do this without my jacket. Please, let me bring my jacket.”
You smiled, giving in without a fight. He’d already compromised far more than you’d expected. “Of course you can bring it, babe. But hurry up, we’re going to be late.”
So I’m posting this screenshot of Thomas’s twitter because I want to talk about how amazing he is with his fans.
He is always connected with us, and I think you can tell pretty quickly if you scroll on his social media or read people’s experiences on meeting him.
I took this sign to pride and i tagged him on my instagram hoping he would see it and like it since he has been such an inspiration and a big source of happiness for me this last years. And what does he do? Like the picture, comment on it, take a screenshot and post it on his twitter.
My account blew up with positive comments and people complimenting me on the sign, and it really made not only my day but my whole internet experience better. His community is filled with such love and I’m in awe of all of you fanders out there.
Thomas is an amazing example on how to treat not only your friends but also the people who look up to you in one way or another.
So in conclusion, thank you, @thatsthat24 and every guy, gal and non binary pal that is a part of this amazing community.
I love you all and I’m so proud to be a part of this family.
One of my favorite things about Mike and Eleven is that its realistic. Its not over-romantic and perfect. Its awkward. Super Awkward. He never knows what to say, and stutters his way through everything. Their kiss wasn’t perfect, it was probably the most awkward and 12 year old like kiss I’ve ever seen. Thats what makes it so adorable and innocent.
aw could you write a little something about awkwardville dean trying to seduce cas and failing miserably?
Anon, it would be my pleasure.
I tried to combine as many of the prompt requests that I could into one drabble! Here’s @tenoko1 ‘s “Dean or Cas stumbles across fic” prompt, and the two anon prompts I got: awkwardville!Dean trying to seduce Cas, and frat boy AU.
It is so endlessly entertaining to write Dean as an awkward, sloppy mess.
Jo leaned back in her chair, head thrown back and eyes rolled skyward. “This is just criminal.”
Dean raised an eyebrow from where he sat beside her at their table. The student union was packed today, but Dean and Jo had managed to secure a small booth for themselves in the corner and were taking advantage of the space.
“Hm?” Dean asked, voice muffled by the enormous portion of pork fried rice stuffed in his mouth.
Jo groaned and turned her laptop around. “Look at this. There are hundreds of entries today on the Stanford Crushes page, and I’m not in any of them.”
Took a week to get this worked out. The original prompt was here and read:”
Hurt/comfort again? Does he push her back because he doesn’t want to bother her? Or something other completely? Remember… Broken finger, gun to the head, undercover… How did Mulder get back to work after all this?”
He could feel the gravel cutting into his knees beneath his black pant. His arms ached from keeping them behind his head. His broken fingers screamed in pain as they interlaced like nails alining a coffin. He closed his eyes. Cold metal pressed to the base of his skull in the same spot Scully had her chip.
He closed his eyes. His heart clenched in his chest. She would never know. She would never know.
The hammer cocking back. His heart skipped when he heard the pistol fully load.
Scully. Jesus. I love you, he wanted to scream out. He had wanted to scream it since the cancer but was too scared. Just like now. Maybe to die a coward was fitting.
With Grace In Your Heart And Flowers In Your Hair Part 3
AN: okay,, so,, this took a while and its rly short but reputation just came out last night so i’ve been and i’m going to be distracted by that for a while,, i’m writing a oneshot based off one of those songs so keep your eye out for that ;) but my other fics may be taking a short hiatus while i figure out how i want to proceed with them
Pairing: None in this part, Polyamsanders kinda,, maybe??
Here’s a past AN that i wrote before actually writing this chapter?? but liSTEN TO IT PLS
AN: PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SONG THAT THIS IS BASED OFF OF KINDA ITS CALLED AFTER THE STORM AND ITS BY MUMFORD AND SONS
Roman barged into the living room, seeing Patton still kneeling and wiping at the dark spot of tea that was soaked into the carpet. Virgil was perched on the couch and it looked like they were in the middle of a conversation. He almost felt bad about interrupting them until he remembered a certain other side that was asleep in his room.
“We need to talk.” He said firmly.
The others glanced up, surprised at how stern Roman looked.
“Sure, Ro! What about?” Patton chirped, getting up from the carpet with the rag that he was using to clean in his hand. “I think most of the tea is out!”
With the short phrase, Patton had set the rag on the table and walked over to sit beside Virgil. Virgil set his phone down and turned his full attention to the Prince.
“What’s wrong with Lo?” Patton said, his voice strangely serious. They, of course, knew that he could be serious, but it was still rare to see him completely serious.
“I…” Roman wasn’t sure how to start this conversation. He hadn’t thought that far ahead. “I have a question. Have either of you ever hugged Logan?”
“Well, yeah! Of course I have! But I thought he didn’t like being touched, so I stopped.” Patton explained, confused.
Virgil shook his head. “I…I haven’t. I thought the same thing as Pat.”
“I had thought the same thing. But it seems we were wrong.”
Roman then went on to explain what had happened. He didn’t want to betray Logan’s trust, but he knew that the others needed to know about it.
“Oh.” Patton’s eyes were wide and were starting to fill with tears. “Why didn’t he tell us?”
“I…I’m not sure.” Roman shook his head. “But it doesn’t matter how it happened. We need to fix this.”
Virgil finally looked up from where he was staring. “How?” He asked.
Roman dragged his hands through his hair and began to tug slightly, frustrated. “I don’t know!”
Patton grasped onto one of his hands, pulling it away from his hair and kissing the back of it gently. “We’ll fix it, we have to.” He reassured.
Virgil fidgeted with the corner of his jacket. “Why don’t we do what Logan does?” He suggested quietly.
“Huh?” The other two tilted their heads at him, adorably.
He rolled his eyes fondly. “You know, research?”
They nodded their heads. “Ohhh.”
So thats what they did. Roman was tasked with watching over Logan for the night while the other two researched. Virgil looked through Tumblr. He knew that it wasn’t the most reliable source, but people often posted about their experiences there and he thought that those may be useful. Patton scoured far past the first page of Google, reading what he thought looked important.
They were all dedicated to helping Logan with this.
please please write a drabble version of your post about aaron distracting robert from cooking!
your wish is my command, anon! a soppy drabble version of this post i made when i was mid-meltdown about how beautiful the mill kitchen is.
“You know,” Robert commented, glancing at Aaron as he stirred the sauce carefully, half an eye on the hob. “We’ve got a perfectly good kitchen table.”
Aaron grinned, at a slight height advantage as he sat on one of their kitchen counters, wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms, and an old jumper of Robert’s, the sleeves too long on him. Robert would never admit it aloud, but he found Aaron’s habit of pulling his sleeves down over his hands endearing, and even more so when Aaron did it with Robert’s clothes.
(As long as it wasn’t one of his nicer jumpers. The one occasion Aaron had stolen on of Robert’s favourite Ted Baker jumpers and yanked the sleeves down after his wrists had nearly given Robert a legitimate heart attack, Aaron oblivious to the reasoning behind Robert’s meltdown.)
“We’ve got a lovely kitchen,” Aaron agreed, reaching out to steal another piece of the chorizo Robert had on a chopping board, neatly sliced into small pieces. “But I like sitting here.”
Robert rolled his eyes, slapping Aaron’s hand out of the way so he could add the chorizo to the pot he was slaving over. “You’re a child, you know that?” he commented, heart swelling at the bright smile on Aaron’s face as they teased each other.
It had taken them a long time to get to where they were now, happy, and solid, building a real life together. It had taken months, and months, and hours of counselling, and hard conversations, and more than one screaming match, but they’d gotten there.
Of course they’d gotten there.
Their love, the way they felt about each other, it wasn’t something that could just be pushed aside or forgotten, it wasn’t something to just be moved on from. If it had ever been that simple, their affair would never have gotten out of hand the way it had, they wouldn’t have fallen so desperately in love with each other they way they had.
Their love was worth it.
“You love it.” Aaron laughed, reaching for his half drunk cup of tea. It was a quiet Saturday evening, Liv over at Gabby’s, the two of them with the flat to themselves for once. “Anyway, it’s your fault for picking out cabinets that are perfect sitting height.”
It’s just that I find the idea of Ryan scrolling tumblr kinda hilarious (but also cute)??
Like what’s Ryan’s favourite textpost? Does he use the regular shitty theme or does he have a custom one? Does he tag his posts? What would his “about me” say if he had one? Who’s his favourite artists? Does he ever send shit/nice anons? Is he just hanging around, reading posts and never following/reblogging? I have so many questions. So many.
JJ isn’t near the top of my favorite characters, but I get… annoyed by hate for him? And it’s mainly because there are certain other characters that fandom lets get away with far, far worse things than ‘being a little loud and obnoxious but otherwise pretty harmless’, but they cast JJ as this terrible shitty person who needs to get out. Like he has a lot of fans too, don’t get me wrong, so I don’t think he’s necessarily ‘widely hated’, but he’s so often the convenient bad guy and usually when I post official art with him in it I get multiple people tagging it and bitching about his presence (apparently they should make GPF finalist art with everyone but JJ, I guess).
The other day I was randomly reading a fic and there was this whole segment where JJ was just super and ridiculously homophobic of all things for example, and stuff like this is really common. If a fic needs a boogeyman, it’s JJ. And frankly there’s far meaner characters in the cast. JJ only ever teases Yurio (which he does twice, I believe), and Yurio gives back as good as he gets.
He’s not a bad or mean person; he’s just socially inept and has trouble reading the atmosphere (heck he apparently spends a bunch of his summer doing charity work). He also has a more complete character arc than a lot of other characters in the cast.
You don’t have to like him, but using him as a convenient bad guy all the time without regard to his actual character is frustrating and I think, lazy. It also inadvertently ignores that there are other characters that have done far worse things than him? And complaining when he’s in group art with the rest of the skaters? What even.
“ Look man , I just don’t know why we can’t rest for the night , I mean , I‘m tired , You’re tired . Y/n’s tired . We can start looking for another case in the morning.” I argued , Dean was persistent these days . I knew it was the Mark , deep down . He couldn’t fight the urge the kill . And in the past two months it was worse , case after case . Running from himself .
“ I just don’t see why ,” He shrugged , “ Y/n’s already asleep back there and if you’ll shut your cakehole you will be soon . “
I laughed , “ You’re impossible man , “ He threw a bitch-face in my direction,”Because , I’m sure we would all like an actual bed to sleep in . And something to eat that’s not from a drive-thru . And showers ! Man, I think we all need a hot shower , especially you !”
“ Alright , alright . But we leave out in the morning . “ He grumbled .
“ Thank you .” I sighed .
He didn’t answer , just nodded and turned up the radio . We drove for about 30 minutes before we came up on an old Motel 6 . Hoping out , Dean , grunted something the sounded like ,”Be back.”
Five minutes later Dean came to the drivers side window , “ They only have one room left .” He informed me .
Day two of Sterek Week, Scene Stealer, is now starting!!
Thursday October 26th- Scene Stealer: Take a scene, any scene, from any show/book/movie, and Sterek it! Does Stiles get swept up in a tornado and land in Oz? Maybe he and a band of misfits have to save the Galaxy (again)? Does Derek meet his figure skating idol and end up getting coached by him to win the Grand Prix? Or maybe he releases a bunch of fantastic beasts in New York? Maybe someone can fix that Bleach finale’, if you’ve ever thought “Hey this scene would have been SO much better with Sterek..” then this is the theme for you!
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I was mucking around with Audacity, listening to songs in reverse. For the fun of it, I put on everyone's favorite song, Blurred Lines. And shockingly, I heard something I had never expected to hear. Robin Thicke was fooling us this whole time. He wasn’t trying to be misogynistic, he wanted us to listen closer to the song and understand that he in fact does believe his lady partner needs to be treated with the utmost respect.
You might find it VERY hard to believe, but I implore you to listen very closely (with headphones if you can, because it can be hard to hear). The message I’m talking about comes in around the 30 second mark.
The following day, when Theo was standing waiting for the bus, he felt butterflies in his stomach once again. He had felt them for the first week but after getting to know his class and getting to know Liam and Mason he had felt comfortable and hadn’t felt them since then. But now they were back, but for a different reason than school nervousness. The bus stopped next to him and he got on, immediately meeting a pair of familiar blue eyes and it felt like the world slowed down its pace. His stomach went crazy when the boy smiled at him. He smiled back and the world started to rotate at its normal pace so he sat down quickly before the bus started rolling again. “Where’s Mason?” he asked, noticing the absence of his other friend. “He’s still sick. I think he has gotten a flu” Liam said. “Oh. I hope he gets better soon” Theo said and put his hands in his knee. He really wished for Mason to come back soon, not only because he knew how boring it was to be sick but also because he felt so nervous when around Liam alone with his increased affection towards the shorter boy. Theo and Liam continued talking about different stuff on the way to school and Liam had had to snap his fingers in front of Theo’s face at least four times during the ride because he spaced out so much. But he couldn’t help it. His mind thought of Liam’s soft hair and blue eyes and his smile. He had noticed how Liam’s tooth had grown back also, the one that had been missing the first time they met. He hadn’t noticed it before, but now he noticed all kind of stuff about Liam. How whenever he smiled you could see dimples forming. And the mole on Liam’s left cheek and how long his eyelashes were. Liam snapped his fingers one more time in front of Theo’s face with a giggle and Theo turned away his head and blushed slightly since he’d focused on Liam’s pink lips. “Earth to Theo” Liam giggled. “We’re at school” Liam said and Theo laughed awkwardly and got off the bus.
He felt an arm hook around his waist, and the girl beside him scanned the girls in front of him, blonde hair shining under the nightclub’s light. “Babe, who are they?” Confusion swamped over him but he was careful not to let it show on his face, lest he give himself away. He hadn’t an inkling as to who she was. Written for Saiede Week (@saiedeweek) Day 6: AU
A/N: Aaaaah! I’m in love with this honestly? Does that sound arrogant? I hope not… But it’s just the longest one shot I’ve ever written so I’m vv proud I really hope you guys like this one! <3 Saihara and Kaede are so pure I love my nerds
Anyway, maybe leave a like if you enjoyed? And please please, please reblog! Even a comment on the post or in the tags with a reblog would be amazing! <3
Thank you for reading!!
(pssst: reblogging and tagging it helps me a whole lot!!)
so i wrote an april fools chapter yesterday for my multichapter klance fic and the responses i got were hilarious ily guys so much. although i’ve deleted it off ao3 to avoid confusion, i’ve decided to keep the chapter up here so you can re-read it for laughs!
i’ve kept all your comments, linked in a google doc at the end of this post.