fairly new at this so eh

anonymous asked:

im fairly new to the fandom and it seems that a lot of people ship jaylos and I thought eh why not? do you have any fic recommendations? Like classics in this fandom?

Hi welcome to Jaylos :^)

Personally, THE classic in this fandom for me is Will You Teach Me How to Flyby comebackbehere!

“and i hope it feels right (when i’m holding you tight)” is SO good

I also really love What the fuck is that?”

I’m kinda picky with my Jaylos fics, and I actually write for jaylos as well! My fics aren’t nearly as good as these, but you can check them out here!

Red Cheeks (Daveed Diggs x Reader)

Author’s Note: Literally just fluff. Cute Daveed. Fluff. Not my best work but eh. It’s a short little drabble while I work on other things.

Summary: Daveed Diggs, the famous rapper, comes to visit a local record-label in New York. The Reader works at the label and just so happens to be a huge fan of Daveed’s.

Word Count: 549


(Y/N) sat in their desk, typing away at their computer. They were working at an fairly record label that mostly worked with local artists. As you were located in New York, there was a wide and large arrange of different genres and artists that were apart of the label-family, but a large part of the artists were rappers. The label had grown more and more popular over the last 5 years and working at the label had just become more and more fun to work at.

“(Y/N)!” Said Jake, (Y/N)’s coworker. He was walking up towards them with a big mischievous grin on his face and two cups of coffee in his hands.

“What’s up Jake?”

“Guess who’s coming to the office today.” He said as he handed (Y/N) their coffee.

“Hm… The Domino delivery guy?”


“A llama?”



“I wish, but no.”

“Okay, I don’t know Jake. Who’s coming today?”

“Your god, Daveed Diggs.”

(Y/N) almost spit out their coffee all over Jake at his words.


“Yup, he’s here on a visit.”

(Y/N) had admired Daveed Diggs for a while now. They had started to listen to Hamilton and fell for the beautiful man almost immediately. And who could blame them? He was handsome, funny, kind, smart and talented as hell. And now, they were full on trash. They listened to clippng. They watched his cover of Rubber Ducky whenever they got sad and had watched more videos of him than any other artist they listened to.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD!” (Y/N) exclaimed with a big smile on their face.

“Geez, calm down!”

“How am I supposed to be calm about this!? I mean, the Daveed Diggs is here! The hottest guy on Broadway is here and I might see his beauty up close! I mean, it’s one of the greatest rappers I’ve ever heard and he’s coming to my workplace! Oh my god, how do I look?” They ranted, running their hands through their hair.

“I think you look amazing.”

(Y/N) turned around in their chair at lightning speed. In front of them stood Daveed Diggs who wore a smirk on his face. (Y/N) wanted to fall into a hole right then and there. 

“H-Hi… Daveed.” They stuttered out. 

“Okay I’m out.” Said Jake and bolted. Thanks friend.

(Y/N)’s face was very red and they buried it in their hands. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.”

“Wait, sorry! I didn’t mean to embarrass you! I thought it was cute!”

(Y/N) looked up at him again to see him looking a bit embarrassed himself even though he still wore a little smile on his face.


“I mean, you seemed like a nice person and I haven’t been able to find the person who was supposed to show me around here, so I was wondering if you could guide me?” He said, rubbing his neck. The heat in (Y/N)’s face slowly disappeared.

“A-Alright, if you want me to.” (Y/N) stood up from their chair and calmed themselves down. “Now, where do you want to go?”

“Lead me the way, beautiful.”

“I thought celebrities didn’t flirt with fans.” They said as they started to walk next to Daveed.

“Can’t there be exceptions?”

(Y/N) blushed again. Stupid emotions. “Definitely.”

anonymous asked:

Why do you say that INTPs aren't very opinionated?

Eh, because we’re kinda wishy-washy. It’s not that we don’t have opinions, it’s just that our opinions change often, whenever we find some new bit of information. Most people form opinions and then fit facts around their opinions, but INTPs tend to gather facts without respect to opinions. In fact, I think it’s fairly safe to say that INTPs aren’t often interested in end results at all. We just like learning new things for no particular reason sometimes. For us, the journey is definitely more interesting than the destination.

It’s our Ti-Ne combination that makes us so. We think about things to ourselves, and turn them over in our minds. Our introspection makes it easy for us to see many different sides of a situation, but when we begin to brainstorm using our Ne, that does little more than show us more sides. Instead of helping us to form solid opinions, this generally just shows us how many different opinions there are to be had. I think it is actually good that people like us exist, because while opinionated people are necessary, it’s also good to have a smattering of people who can show people that there’s more than one way of looking at things.

However, when we do form solid opinions, it’s very hard to change them, because we’ve probably already thought of all the possible angles of a situation. If we do have a firm opinion, then good luck trying to change it. It’s rare that we are so solid on any subject, but once in a while we will be. For instance, I’d consider myself pretty solidly Christian. I don’t think it would be easy for anyone to change my mind about this, because it’s very personal to me and I am completely convinced of the reality of the Christian worldview. However, being a Christian, along with a few corollaries that come with being a Christian, is just about the only thing I can think of that I’d consider myself unmovable on. Most of the rest of the time I am very movable and have a difficult time making up my mind. 

I hope this helps, and thanks for stopping by.

anonymous asked:

Yoooo you don't have to reply to this if you don't want to, just thought I'd extend a courtesy and let you know there are some shitty people vaguing about you and mo//mo/momma2 and generally being disgusting little shits. Not really sure what to do about it other than put them on blast and advise everyone to block them because they make fandom NOT FUN and apparently confuse fictional characters with activism =\

You know, I was wondering when this was going to come about. I’ve been indulging in a lot of the “problematic~*~” areas of a fairly new, hot button fandom. So, guess this just means that I’ve unlocked a new fandom level? Not particularly a fun one, but, eh, guess it means I’m doing something right.

Really, though, making vague comments about me are pointless. And, no lie, if you send me a hateful comment through anon then I’m just going to giggle because you’re clearly too afraid to attach your actual name to. So, truth be told, bring it the hell on, cowards.

anonymous asked:

Um, hello! I'm fairly new and I noticed on the sidebar you stated this blog is headcanon heavy. I was wondering if you could maybe state what they are or maybe link me to a previous post you might have made about them? I'm sorry for the trouble...

Oh hello! New, eh? I’m so sorry you had to find my blog while the fandom is in such a slump haha sob

Anyway, here are the headcanons currently revealed from asks answered so far (not in any particular order):

  • Garry’s purple hair is dyed.
  • Garry smokes, but is quitting. He uses lemon candy to ease the urge.
  • Garry and Ib’s parents have already met and are familiar with each other. They are aware of Ib’s frequent visits to his place.
  • Ib speaks quietly. She can say a lot when she wants to, but really talks only when necessary.
  • Ib explicitly claims that she “loves Garry” and openly expresses her wish to someday marry him. Garry wards off her “advances” and dismisses her feelings as the “brother complex” sort.
  • Garry has an older sister, whose children he used to hang around with a lot in high school.
  • Garry seems to have a bad relationship with his mother, or at least, they are not in touch anymore.
  • Mary’s favorite color is blue.

Other important info implied/shown/stated as canon:

  • Ib has a close relationship with her mother.
  • Ib loves bunnies. Her father gives her lots of bunny doll plushies, for which her mother scolds him, remarking that Ib is mature for her age and may be outgrowing those type of gifts.
  • The image of bunnies in the “Red Eyes” room was a hallucination on Ib’s part as a result of her weakening heart. Garry and Mary were able to see them as they really were, the dolls. (IMPORTANT)
  • Garry uses female pronouns and uses feminine hand gestures.
  • Mary is friends with the artwork pieces in the gallery, and can to some degree control them.
  • Mary regards Guertena as her “dad” and knows him as a “great artist” but is unaware that he has passed on. (She actually hopes to see him in the real world.)
  • Mary really likes the color blue. (lol)

I’ll add in more if I remember any, but you’ve reminded me to put up that headcanons/faq page that I keep putting off ;u; So, maybe I’ll get around to doing that instead, maybe… haha


On The Ellen Degeneres Show

Title: On the Ellen Degeneres Show

Prompt / AU: Nations are not a secret / Canon

Warning: A hint of NSFW towards the end

Word Count: 1923

Rating: Mature (I guess…)

Pairing: America/England

Summary: America and England are on the Ellen Degeneres show and are put in a tight spot.

NOTE: I saw this post and instantly fell in love with the idea! So I wrote about it. Now, I do hope I did this work some justice. I really need to work on my writing.

“Bye, babe,” America said, kissing England’s forehead. The Englishman hummed and tightened his arms around his boyfriend. “Love you. Have a safe trip, m’kay?”

England laughed. “America, I’m only going to the embassy. It’s not like I’m leaving the country just yet.” America pouted and only pressed another kiss to the other nation’s cheek. “Relax, love. I’ll see you in a few hours.” And with that, England placed a final kiss on his lips and broke away from the hug. America watched him walk out the White House doors and sighed.

“Mr America,” Bracing a smile, he turned to his secretary, David. “Ellen from the talk show ‘The Ellen Degeneres show’ is waiting! We’re supposed to meet her in an hour to prepare for the interview.”

“Ah, right! Let’s go then!” His secretary sighed, but smiled and led him out the White House, and into a private car, reserved specially for him.

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This was so great. I was finishing up my shots at Clarke Quay, when this lady stopped me to ask for some directions. She spotted my camera and got quite excited, so I asked if she wanted a picture taken.
She nodded furiously and posed happily, but seemed fairly dissatisfied with the results. Finally she looked around and spotted the entrance to a club with a lot of flashy lights and jumped right in front. Right before I clicked the picture, I showed her a thumbs up for approval, and she said:

“Eh my English got very bad, but I have new word for this week, ‘groovy’ - so I stand next to these lights, you make sure aunty look groovy ah?”

prettysuicidal  asked:

Please enlighten me or give me some explanations on this? why is that Cranquis seems to be online all the time and he's literally everywhere. His name kept appearing in almost all the medblrs, all new posts. I mean he's just a little too quick in all this eh? (Maybe-it's-all-the-same-person-running-a-few-blogs conspiracy? Or he just had a little too much time on hand??) HAHAHAHA x

Meh, we all work weird hours and check tumblr fairly frequently on our phones, so that makes it look like we’re always trolling.

Or *are* we all one person with multiple personalities who has never set foot in a medical school but just watched a lot of Scrubs? We/I’ll never tell!