get it right all of you this is how it should be

ok guys. guys. you’re too kind. oh my god. here i am feeling bad for acting like a twat and all i get is dozens of people telling me it’s all good and i didn’t do anything and i don’t? deserve that? fuck i don’t know why you’re here but if you are (or even if you were and then left bc i’m the Worst) i need you to know that i appreciate you a fucking LOT. i have a way bigger platform than i should have and i definitely don’t use it right but i’d like to think i’ll get better.. eventually.

idk. i have to sleep now. goodnight all ✨

My Beautiful Wife - Jonah Marais

Requested by magicalmarais.
A/N Honestly not sure whether I should post this one. I like the concept, but I feel like I am not in the right mood to write a cute and adorable story. Still would love to know what you all think. Also, I feel like I kept it too PG, so I might try again soon.

You and Jonah had officially been together for almost a week now, and somehow everyone seemed to fall for your little act. Of course, you loved him to death, but you never considered him anything other than an amazing friend. It was not even because of the money that you agreed on David’s plans to date Jonah. David had given an hour long presentation about the pros of his plan, continuously stating how all the Why Don’t We boys would get even more attention. It was that. Knowing that dating your friend could help him become even bigger, because you knew just how much he wanted that.

Throughout the days you dated, you noticed the change of behavior. At first you two acted nervous, insecure of how to pretend to be a couple. But as days passed, you started joking around with the concept.

You had stayed over at the house, and when you walked into the living room the following morning, Jonah opened his arms excitedly.

“There is my beautiful wife!” He yelled from the couch he lay on, not minding to get up and get intimate with you. He nudged Daniel in his side, “Look at her, man- No, don’t look. She’s mine.”

Rolling your eyes at his jokes, you sat down on the couch next to the other boys. They were going through the song they were working on, but you didn’t pay attention. All the while, you intentionally stared at Jonah. Whenever he’d look your way, you’d quirk up your eyebrows and send him multiple winks.

After a ridiculous amount of winks, Zach noticed Jonah wasn’t paying attention either. Zach looked at you. “Stop flirting for one second, thank you!” He screamed, waving his hands dramatically in the air before he clicked with his fingers in Jonah’s face. “And you, pay attention bro. We gotta get the song done.”

Jonah chuckled as his cheeks warmed up. He tried to focus and pay attention, but his mind wandered back to you. He could practically hear your laugh, see your smile and your perfume. Every now and then you would see him snap his eyes at you, but as soon as your gazes met he would turn back to the boys and pretend to be working.

“Hold my hand.” You said as you walked next to him through the city to get to Wendy’s.

“Why?” He asked, but secretly did not care for your excuse. He grasped for your hand and intertwined your fingers. You felt his warm skin against yours. You squeezed his hand softly and heard him chuckle.

You laugh and lean closer to him as you continue walking. “You have really nice hands to hold.” The moment the words left your mouth, a blush creeped onto your face. “Besides, I am sure there will be fans and… such.” You mumbled, knowing how unconvincing that sounded.

Jonah stopped walking and suddenly pulled you closer to him. He looked into your eyes, glanced at your lips and suddenly pushed his lips against yours. You froze against him- It hadn’t been your first kiss, but had been the first time he kissed you without paparazzi or fans nearby.

It wasn’t Jonah from the famous band who kissed you. It was Jonah Marais, the boy that liked you just as much as you liked him, who kissed you.

griffinguy24  asked:

If prompts are still open: The chatroom from the Aftran Plisam Pool after Tobias's visit in Welcome Home chapter 4.

The Aftran Plisam Pool


If your spawn-name is Mielan, you should not have access to this channel. If you do, somebody will find out, so log off now before you get in trouble.

Arklin: [Emoji of a Yeerk rolling around in nutrient-rich mud. Indicates triumph, joy, fulfillment.] I FILSHIG CALLED IT. How long have I been telling you dapsens that the “””Andalite bandits””” are human? HOW LONG?

Janath: We just found out that a band of human children were the ones who massacred and starved hundreds of Yeerks and all you can do is brag about how your pet theory was right? Get a hold of yourself, @Arklin. 

Hrerr: Well, what can you expect when one of them is the son of Beast Elfangor? 

The Sage in the Weeds: You don’t actually believe that whole story about Beast Elfangor having a child on Earth, do you?

Illim: I believe it. Tobias has only ever lied to me to protect himself and his associates from the Empire.

Eslin 825: [Emoji of an adult Yeerk hovering protectively over a grub.] The real question is, what do we tell the children? I’m logged into the #all-ages channel and they have a lot of questions.

Akdor’s Worst Nightmare: Most of them haven’t even accepted that humans are fully sentient beings, let alone that they, too, could be scared children caught in a great war.

Filshig Traitor: How am I supposed to explain things to the Mielan grubs when I don’t even understand what’s happening?!

Akdor’s Worst Nightmare: Welcome to being a creche-teacher, @Filshig Traitor. That’s the question we ask ourselves every day.

anonymous asked:

Lol. I can't wait for Net "neutrality" to be lifted and free ISPs from burdensome regulations. Might finally see some innovation come again from these companies rather than stagnation under the thumb of big government

What innovations do you expect to see? What burdensome regulations are the experiencing right now? Do you not think that censorship will be a major issue under the elimination of net neutrality? How do you feel about people having to pay for information, per informational source? How do you feel about companies being able to throttle speeds based on content? How do you feel about companies being able to completely exclude content that they deem offensive, even when that label is applied to things solely because they conflict with their corporate interests and missions? Do you think that all people deserve access to the internet? Do you believe that all people should be allowed to express themselves through the medium of the internet, without gatekeeping via economic class?

Once again, what are the benefits of getting rid of net neutrality, and please be specific. Sources preferred, but if you can even explain the idea that you’re coming into my inbox claiming I’d be surprised.

i have to say one of the best things i’ve seen come out of this battlefront 2 fiasco is an infographic being spread around facebook that specifically targeted “facebook mom moral outrage” trashing the game

like it said “like and share if you think DISNEY should be ASHAMED for putting GAMBLING in a STAR WARS KIDS GAME”

and the infographic was like, way too well done to be something that a facebook mom actually made, but facebook moms were still sharing it and getting outraged

like, if it weren’t for a good cause, i would use the word “insidious” to describe how clever every aspect of the infographic was. specifically targeting facebook moms, framing lootcrates as gambling in terms that facebook moms could understand, and blaming Disney instead of EA. it was absolutely perfect.

you all heard, right? that evidently the head of EA Games received a very angry phonecall from disney’s head of marketing? and the next day EA completely removed the microtransactions from battlefront? i imagine that happened because that facebook mom infographic wound up on the desk of someone at Disney. 

people found a demographic that would spread the outrage quickly and efficiently, shifted the blame to someone that actually cares about their public image, and it got shit done. that shit’s downright nasty. 

1. take pictures of your friends. take pictures with your friends. take as many pictures as you possibly can. even if they start to get annoyed with you, even if either of you feel “ugly” that day, even if you just took one the other day. because a day is going to come where all you’ll have is pictures and wishing you had more than what you’re left with hurts just as badly as losing them.

2. do the thing that scares you. do the thing that you’ve always wanted to do but have always been too scared to try. don’t force yourself if it doesn’t feel right but don’t be scared to try new things. as cheesy and cliche as it sounds, stepping out of your comfort zone, even for a moment, is worth it. regret is not.

3. it’s okay to hurt. if it hurts, that means it mattered.

4. sometimes, when something breaks, it cannot be fixed. there was nothing you could have done to make them change their mind, nothing you could have said to make them stay. the two of you broke apart, but that doesn’t mean you are broken.

5. heal, mourn, grieve. let yourself feel. don’t try to force the healing, it’ll come naturally, when it’s time.

6. there are going to be days when all you do is lay in bed, drink coffee, and refresh various social media apps. that’s okay. you’re allowed to rest, you’re allowed to do nothing. you don’t have to validate doing nothing.

7. you’re going to face a fear you didn’t even know you had. but you won’t have to face it alone.

8. don’t keep it all in your head. let the bad thoughts out to make room for the good ones.

9. whatever you think you did, whether it be in this life or a past life, to deserve suffering and pain does not exist. you don’t deserve to hurt. you don’t deserve to make yourself hurt. you don’t deserve to suffer. you don’t deserve to make yourself suffer.

10. you’re going to do things, you’re going to make decisions, you’re going to make yourself see things or read things that are going to hurt you. self harm isn’t limited to bruises or bleeding; you’re hurting yourself by caring about someone who doesn’t care about you anymore. that’s not to say that you should stop caring about them, but you should definitely stop checking their twitter account in the middle of the night.

11. you don’t need to look like anyone else to be a certain kind of person. you’re you and you are enough just the way you are.

12. get outside and lose yourself beneath the rays of the sun, escape to a place where it doesn’t hurt as badly as it does inside your house.

13. you’re gonna screw up, but that doesn’t make you a screw up.

14. it’s okay to set boundaries, it’s okay to distance yourself from others. it doesn’t make you a bad person, it doesn’t make you mean. it’s okay to put your own needs and wants above others. it doesn’t mean you don’t care, but you need to care about yourself first.

15. there was a person you thought you could never live without. and you will be without them. and you will still be alive.

16. you know what will make you feel worse, and you know what might make you feel slightly better – even if it doesn’t work 100%, it’s still better than doing the wrong thing. these choices are yours, so make the right one all of the time.

17. family isn’t always blood. sometimes, family can be the people who choose you and who keep on choosing you, not because they have to but because they want to. this isn’t a family you’re born into, but rather a family you find and create for yourself.

18. home isn’t four walls and a roof over your head, but rather someone that makes you feel safer than any building can.

19. happiness won’t always be so far and few.

20. never underestimate just how healing a car ride with your best friend can be.

21. you matter. you really do.

22. hope isn’t silly and though sometimes slippery, never stop clinging to it.

23. try taking your own advice from time to time. allow yourself to grieve, to be wounded, to cry, to hurt. allow yourself to heal. try to remember that one day, having all of this hope won’t have been for nothing and start promising yourself the things you promise others; that it’s going to be okay, genuinely and sincerely. because it’s the truth. you survived this year, you’ll survive the next.
—  23 things i learned at 23 // happy birthday to me
(cc, 2017)
“I’m trans and to know you accept me makes me feel better about my existence”. Well, yeah, it’s crazy. Like in the UK it’s been a really bad week for that ‘cause all of our trashy, cancerous, garbage news papers have been printing those, like, horrendous articles just… you know it’s that kind of like should trans people be allowed to use bathrooms? Should schools allow trans people to wear what they want? Should we take it serious if someone is under eighteen and they want to define their own gender? And it’s just like… I’m sure they do understand which just makes it even more evil. It’s like we’re debating people’s right to exist, which is just… it’s insane. It just sounds so crazy, doesn’t it? Like questioning these things, it’s not a political debate, it’s like you’re literally saying: these are people that are now comfortable with how they want to define their own existences and you’re questioning whether their existences are valid? Which is so crazy because these things don’t affect other people. It’s something like gun laws, it’s like y'all don’t need guns but there’s a whole debate there and it’s a legitimate debate but how somebody chooses to live their own life that doesn’t affect other people. People say it will influence other kids. To what? To be aware people can make their own choices? It’s just logically, it doesn’t make any sense, so there’s things you can disagree on and then there’s things you can’t even disagree on. … Just think about how problematic everyone in culture was two years ago, three years ago, five years ago, eight years ago, it’s so crazy. You know, it’s like eight years ago everyone would just use the word “retarded” and not think about it. Years before that, like in the ‘90s, people would just say “tranny” all the time and it’s like you constantly look back and you’re just shocked by how horrifying and just how… ignorant everyone was. But everyone is progressing so fast now that even though it can seem like there’s dark times, I think the pace of which things are getting better only bodes well for the future. We just need to wait for all the old, ignorant people to die and it feels like generally our generation is more good than bad and then as long as that’s the case and we keep our ground political system, it should all work out. Let’s just stay strong in the meantime.

@danielhowell during his live show on the 21st of November 2017 (x)

Quotes from Dan (105/?)

All trans people are valid.

Why you should be watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine

It’s a long one, get ready.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine is an American police sitcom created by Dan Goor and Michael Schur. The series revolves around Jacob Peralta (Andy Samberg), an NYPD detective in Brooklyn’s 99th Precinct, who comes into immediate conflict with his new commanding officer, the serious and stern Captain Raymond Holt (Andre Braugher). But despite Samberg playing the lead, it’s not “The Andy Samberg Show”, and is nothing like the Adam Sandler type movies he’s usually seen in.

Produced in Los Angeles as a single-camera comedy, Fox originally ordered thirteen episodes for its first season, eventually expanding it to 22 episodes. All episodes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine begin with a cold open, although this may not necessarily have anything to do with the actual plot of the episode. Since its debut, the series has received critical acclaim, with the cast, especially Samberg and Braugher, being singled out for praise.

The show constantly speaks out against racism, homophobia (specifically gay and trans rights), sexism, police brutality, and the stigma against mental health issues; with all the humour steering entirely away from offensive jokes and stereotypes, instead relying on jokes that are genuinely funny and fantastic comedic timing.


Brooklyn Nine-Nine contains a plethora of multi-layered characters; and the main cast (7 characters) contains only 2 white men, one of whom is half Jewish, two black men, two Latina ladies, and one white woman.

Starting with Raymond “Ray” Holt (Andre Braugher), captain of the 99th precinct, an African American, openly gay, middle-aged man in the highest position of power on the show. Like all the characters on the show, his race or sexuality is never once the punchline to a joke. He cares deeply for his husband, and his friends in the 99th precinct and acts as a father figure to many (especially Peralta).

Next, we have Jacob “Jake” Peralta (Andy Samberg), a white half Jewish man who even though acting immature and unable to deal with complex emotions at the beginning of the series, grows into a mature adult who can express his emotions well and apologises when he messes up. Peralta is also portrayed as a strong feminist, calling out anyone’s ignorant behaviour. In the fifth season, Peralta also must learn to deal and cope with mental health issues.

Amy Santiago (Melissa Fumero), is a Latina woman in a position of power (especially as of late season 4 and onwards) who’s never once sexualised because of her ethnicity. Since the beginning of the show Santiago has dealt with anxiety in various extremes, but not once is this considered a weakness, just a part of her character; and despite being romantically involved with Peralta, never is she considered “just a love interest”, but a unique and complicated character in her own right.

Charles Boyle (Joe Lo Truglio), is one of only two white men in the precinct, and his character relies heavily on his hobbies, such as a local food critic, sewing, yoga, and other traditionally non-masculine interests. He also has an adoptive son and an incredibly strong friendship with Peralta.

Then, we have Regina “Gina” Linetti (Chelsea Peretti), the epitome of self-confidence. Despite having a very close platonic relationship with Peralta, not once is she considered a “threat” to Santiago.

Terrance “Terry” Jeffords (Terry Crews) is the sergeant of the 99th precinct and African American. Jeffords is family man, with three daughters and a wife whom he loves. Not once is his relationship with his family considered to have “stripped him of his masculinity”. He also loves his work family at the 99th precinct, acting as a parental figure to them.

Finally, Rosa Diaz (Stephanie Beatriz) is another Latina woman who isn’t sexualized for her ethnicity and is in every practical sense, a badass. Recently, it’s been teased that the character will have a female love interest.


Brooklyn Nine-Nine has one of the most diverse casts on TV right now, with only 3 of its 7 main roles filled with white actors, and the bisexual Stephanie Beatriz. Not once have any of its cast been known to have done anything considered “problematic” in the slightest.

Jacob “Jake” Peralta Andy Samberg

Raymond “Ray” Holt Andre Braugher

Amy Santiago Melissa Fumero

Charles Boyle Joe Lo Truglio

Regina “Gina” Linetti Chelsea Peretti

Terrance “Terry” Jeffords Terry Crews

Rosa Diaz Stephanie Beatriz


Brooklyn Nine-Nine portrays multiple close relationships between its characters. With childhood best friends, parental figures, ladies sticking together, a slow burn relationship, and a healthy gay marriage.

The most obvious relationship in the show is the romantic one between Peralta and Santiago, one that has been incredibly healthy and positive, with both characters supporting and caring deeply for one another.

Peralta has strong relationships with most of the characters on the show, the most obvious, after Santiago, is that which he has with Boyle. They have a strong platonic relationship that is never once considered gay by either the characters or audience nor does it “damage their masculinity”.

Another loving platonic relationship on the show is between Linetti and Peralta. The two have known each other since childhood, with Peralta even getting Linetti her job as a civilian administrator at the 99th precinct. Similarly, we see the relationship between Diaz and Peralta grow and in the later seasons, the audience can see just how important their friendship is to one another.

At the start of the show, Peralta is reluctant to show respect to Holt, thinking that Holt doesn’t know how he works and that he’s holding him back. But, throughout the show and its seasons, the two develop a strong bond, going as far as referring to the other as “son” and “dad”.

Another positive relationship in the series is that of Santiago, Diaz, and Linetti – the women of the 99. A prime example of this is when Diaz told Santiago that “You’re not the only girl at the table anymore. We work in a police force full of dudes. We gotta have each other’s backs, okay?”.

Though these are the most prominent relationships in the show, the beauty of these characters is that you could pair any two together for an interesting plot and it would still work. In fact, this is what the writers often do, with the characters in the A and B plot always mixing around.


Brooklyn Nine-Nine is generally considered overlooked, not receiving as many awards as it deserves; however, these are the awards the series has won:


  • Golden Globes, USA

Best Television Series - Comedy or Musical

Best Performance by an Actor in a Television Series - Comedy or Musical - Andy Samberg

  • Primetime Emmy Awards

Outstanding Stunt Coordination for a Comedy Series or a Variety Program - Norman Howell

  • Critics’ Choice Television Awards

Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series - Andre Braugher

  • Online Film & Television Association

Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series- Andre Braugher


  • Primetime Emmy Awards

Outstanding Stunt Coordination for a Comedy Series or a Variety Program - Norman Howell

  • Gracie Allen Awards

Outstanding Director – Entertainment - Julie Anne Robinson

  • Online Film & Television Association

Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series - Andre Braugher


  • Critics’ Choice Television Awards

Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series - Andre Braugher


Rotten Tomatoes gave Season 1 a score of 88%. The consensus is: “Led by the surprisingly effective pairing of Andy Samberg and Andre Braugher, Brooklyn Nine-Nine is a charming, intelligently written take on the cop show format.” For Season 2, it received a score of 100%. That season’s consensus is: “Brooklyn Nine-Nine’s winning cast, appealing characters and wacky gags make it good comfort food.” Metacritic gives the first season of the show a weighted average rating of 70/100, indicating “generally favourable reviews”.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine premieres on Tuesdays at 9:30 - 10:00 PM PT/ET on Fox.


timmy’s secret wish is the worst episode of fairly oddparents i have ever seen :’D - forget about chloe or sparky or season 10 - this is the one where it turns out that timmy is actually 60 years old and cheated his way into never having to let go of his fairies - which results in cosmo and wanda losing Poof.

Naturally, all of this ends with Timmy getting his fairies, Poof and his youth back, without any permanent consequences or punishment whatsoever.

i cannot believe this ;____;

Now, I know what you’re thinking: How did this shitposting doodler trick 10,000 people into following her on Tumblr?


Honestly, guys, thank you so much for all of your support. Your likes, your reblogs, your tags, your kind asks, your jokes, your headcanons, your fics, your art– I don’t think you’ll ever realize how much each of them mean to me. They’ve helped me through some pretty tough times, and will continue to help me in the future. I love you guys. ;____;

*Pushes mushy stuff aside*

THAT SAID, as a way to thank you for the support, I am going to do a DOODLE GIVEAWAY! That’s right! You could have the chance to be selected by a random numbers generator and get the opportunity to tell me to doodle you whatever you want probably pretty much whatever you want!


  1. You should be following me. This is meant to show appreciation for my super-cool followers.
  2. Likes and reblogs both count! Multiple reblogs are a-okay! Just be mindful of cluttering your followers’ dashboards with reblogs of a floating noodle Prompto and a bunch of text not stuck under a Read-More.
  3. Four people will be selected for prizes. Each of them will have 24 hours to respond before I pick new names.
  4. If you win a doodle, please don’t request NSFW! Don’t make me draw babby Sora naked ;___; Please don’t request gore, either! Don’t make me draw Prompto sitting in a pile of his small intestines ;___; But I AM open to drawing OCs and characters from fandoms outside of KH and FF! :>


  1. First Prize: Full-color doodle of two characters of your choice
  2. Second Prize: Full-color doodle of one character of your choice
  3. Third Prize: Black & white doodle of one character of your choice
  4. Fourth Prize: Chibi doodle of one character of MY choice. JK you can choose 

The giveaway will end in two weeks, on November 26 at 11:59 EST! Good luck!

Thank you all so much again for your support. I hope that you’ll continue enjoying my shitposting corner of the Internet. <3

The Universal Declaration of Human Rights

1. We are all free and equal. We are all born free. We all have our own thoughts and ideas. We should all be treated in the same way.

2. Don’t discriminate. These rights belong to everybody, whatever our differences.

3. The right to life. We all have the right to life, and to live in freedom and safety.

4. No slavery – past and present. Nobody has any right to make us a slave. We cannot make anyone our slave.

5. No Torture. Nobody has any right to hurt us or to torture us.

6. We all have the same right to use the law. I am a person just like you!

7. We are all protected by the law. The law is the same for everyone. It must treat us all fairly.

8. Fair treatment by fair courts. We can all ask for the law to help us when we are not treated fairly.

9. No unfair detainment. Nobody has the right to put us in prison without a good reason and keep us there, or to send us away from our country.

10. The right to trial. If we are put on trial this should be in public. The people who try us should not let anyone tell them what to do.

11. Innocent until proven guilty. Nobody should be blamed for doing something until it is proven. When people say we did a bad thing we have the right to show it is not true.

12. The right to privacy. Nobody should try to harm our good name. Nobody has the right to come into our home, open our letters or bother us or our family without a good reason.

13. Freedom to move. We all have the right to go where we want in our own country and to travel as we wish.

14. The right to asylum. If we are frightened of being badly treated in our own country, we all have the right to run away to another country to be safe.

15. The right to a nationality. We all have the right to belong to a country.

16. Marriage and family. Every grown-up has the right to marry and have a family if they want to. Men and women have the same rights when they are married, and when they are separated.

17. Your own things. Everyone has the right to own things or share them. Nobody should take our things from us without a good reason.

18. Freedom of thought. We all have the right to believe in what we want to believe, to have a religion, or to change it if we want.

19. Free to say what you want. We all have the right to make up our own minds, to think what we like, to say what we think, and to share our ideas with other people.

20. Meet where you like. We all have the right to meet our friends and to work together in peace to defend our rights. Nobody can make us join a group if we don’t want to.

21. The right to democracy. We all have the right to take part in the government of our country. Every grown-up should be allowed to choose their own leaders.

22. The right to social security. We all have the right to affordable housing, medicine, education, and child care, enough money to live on and medical help if we are ill or old.

23. Workers’ rights. Every grown-up has the right to do a job, to a fair wage for their work, and to join a trade union.

24. The right to play. We all have the right to rest from work and to relax.

25. A bed and some food. We all have the right to a good life. Mothers and children, people who are old, unemployed or disabled, and all people have the right to be cared for.

26. The right to education. Education is a right. Primary school should be free. We should learn about the United Nations and how to get on with others. Our parents can choose what we learn.

27. Culture and copyright. Copyright is a special law that protects one’s own artistic creations and writings; others cannot make copies without permission. We all have the right to our own way of life and to enjoy the good things that “art,” science and learning bring.

28. A free and fair world. There must be proper order so we can all enjoy rights and freedoms in our own country and all over the world.

29. Our responsibilities. We have a duty to other people, and we should protect their rights and freedoms.

30. Nobody can take away these rights and freedoms from us.

Protection | BTS Reaction

Summary: You’re out with your boyfriend at a party, celebrating their latest win in an awards show. All the famous people are there and everyone’s drinking and having fun…Your abusive (Mentally and/or physically) ex turns up however - as they are part of a famous group also, but your boyfriend doesn’t like them due to how they treated you. Your ex tries hitting on you, but your boyfriend has other ideas.

Disclaimer: There are elements of abuse, mental and physical. There isn’t a lot, but they are still there. So just a warning. 

Jin: You were stood by the drink stand whilst Jin had gone to talk to a bunch of people who had congratulated him on his win with the boys. As you stood there, you were suddenly tapped on the shoulder and you turned around “(Y/N), it’s been a while.” said the familiar face. You knew you’d see your ex today, but you didn’t think he’d speak to you

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To those who say Jonerys will never happen in the books, just a quick reminder Dany has been dreaming of him, even if she has not seen his face yet…

Lying abed in her narrow bunk, she found herself wondering how it would be to have a man squeezed in beside her in place of her handmaid, and the thought was more exciting than it should have been. Sometimes she would close her eyes and dream of him, but it was never Jorah Mormont she dreamed of; her lover was always younger and more comely, though his face remained a shifting shadow.

Daenerys, ACOK

He was who he was; Jon Snow, bastard and oathbreaker, motherless, friendless, and damned. For the rest of his life –however long that might be– he would be condemned to be an outsider, the silent man standing in the shadows who dares not speak his true name


The flames crackled softly, and in their crackling she heard the whispered name Jon Snow. His long face floated before her, limned in tongues of red and orange, appearing and disappearing again, a shadow half-seen behind a fluttering curtain.

Melisandre, ADWD

Jon’s face and presence is often referred to as being in the shadows, he’s always been the outsider, watching the Stark children play and even if he did play himself sometimes, he tried his best to avoid irritate Lady Stark, so he kept it to himself, as the bastard he was pained to be. 

Melisandre’s visions of him, from R’hllor himself is described as Jon’s shadow hidden…It’s not SO subtle how he’s always referred to be hidden there. 

A quick reminded that when he died, she listened to Ghost’s cries…from across THE NARROW SEA…

“Jon fell to his knees. He found the dagger’s hilt and wrenched it free. In the cold night air the wound was smoking. “Ghost,” he whispered. Pain washed over him. Stick them with the pointy end. When the third dagger took him between the shoulder blades, he gave a grunt and fell face-first into the snow. He never felt the fourth knife. Only the cold … “


“Off in the distance, a wolf howledThe sound made her feel sad and lonely, but no less hungry. As the moon rose above the grasslands, Dany slipped at last into a restless sleep.“

Daenerys, ADWD

These chapters happen at the same time, how can Daenerys Targaryen, in Meeren, listen to Jon’s murder at the Wall, North of Westeros, if not for the bond they have…without ever meeting. Call it soulmates, fate, whatever you want. Martin does not use words he does not think necessary nor he adds information that the story does not need. If you ever read one his books, you’ll know he’s sharp and everything means something, even the puzzles and riddles thrown our way. Daenerys heard his soul, Ghost’s cries (perhaps his own, warg ones), and she felt sad over it, not even knowing why.

A reminder that when Dany was at the House of the Undying, she only saw important, relevant things. Not only to herself, but to the realm: the rape of Westeros, The Red Wedding, the madness of Aerys Targaryen demanding to burn Kings Landing, Rhaegar and Elia talking of Aegon and his promised song, the fake dragon (Faegon, am I right?), Hardhome, what her son’s future would have been like, White Walkers, Rhaegar’s murmuring a woman’s name right before he died (we all assume is Lyanna’s, I guess we’ll find out eventually), and there are others, but to me it means a lot that one of these visions is:

a blue flower growing from a chink in a wall of ice, filling the air with sweetness.

Daenerys, ACOK

Oh, she also sees the red door of the house she loved and she remembers growing up, and she believed it was in Braavos. She only had important sights for the realm and herself, yet she sees a blue flower growing at the wall (if you don’t think this means Jon Snow growing at the Wall, we can’t be friends and you can’t even read this, bye! JK haha…but come on, Lyanna is said to have loved winter roses, which are blue…the same ones that composed the crown Rhaegar Targaryen crowned her with, as The Queen of Love and Beauty at the Tourney of Harrenhal. Jon lives, works, serves at the Wall, it doesn’t get any more obvious than this, y’all…only if Martin wrote she saw a ‘hot northmen with gorgeous hair at Castle Black, really…”). 

(whoever did this second gif, thank you so very much, this is beautiful <3)

So not only does this shows how important Jon is to the realm (remember how her visions are all important, not only to her but also to Westeros? *inserts my theory of them both being AA* But he’s also important to her, the flower is not just THERE, it also fills the air with sweetness, it pleases her. Do I need to say more? 

This one is very meaningful if not very telling, to me. They both feel alone, like something is missing. One can even say “they feel alone cause they are alone”, but they were not. It almost feels like there is someone out there, a better match. 

Beneath her coverlets she tossed and turned, dreaming that Hizdahr was kissing her … but his lips were blue and bruised, and when he thrust himself inside her, his manhood was cold as ice. She sat up with her hair disheveled and the bedclothes atangle. Her captain slept beside her, yet she was alone.

Daenerys, ADWD

Jon wondered where Ghost was now. Had he gone to Castle Black, or was he was running with some wolfpack in the woods? He had no sense of the direwolf, not even in his dreams. It made him feel as if part of himself had been cut off. Even with Ygritte sleeping beside him, he felt alone.


their story is a never ending parallel.

Not to disrespect Ygritte, cause I think she was necessary to Jon’s growth. She was a great character and I do believe Jon loved her, at some point. But just like Daenerys, this love was not a choice, it was almost like a survival choice, they made the best out of a bad situation. 

He had to be with Ygritte, or Mance would have killed him, he would not believe Jon had really deserted the Night’s Watch. Ygritte wasn’t Jon’s act of rebellion, like I once read at a meta, no, she was, at first, his sacrifice/way to fill his mission. But somewhere along the way, he fell in love with her, she was strong, funny, and she awoke the sexuality in him. Again, he had to be with her, to prove himself, but it also wasn’t like he didn’t like it. 

Daenerys loved Khal Drogo? Yeah, but it was as forced as was Jon and Ygritte. One can say it was even worse for she did not go willing, she was pushed into it, sold like a slave, to get her brother an army (we do have to thank karma cause his army never came, boo-ya, sucker!). She was given to a stranger, a savage (comparing to her culture; it’s funny even to see the parallel here, both had to be with people that are considered savages, wildlings where they come from) in return of an army, and she made the best of her situation, she learnt his language, his manners, bore his child (even if the baby never came to live), she fell in love with him cause for the first time in a very long time (or forever?), she was treated with care and love (the way Drogo knew how to love) by the man in her life. 

A sweet reminder of how Daenerys thinks of her family and how she would have married Rhaegar’s son, had he lived. Rhaegar’s son, who’s Jon’s daddy again? 

Plus, we’ve seen on the show that Jon was named Aegon Targaryen too, we do not know if he will have the same name on the books but I honestly do not think they would change something so important. 

So, just another beautiful “easter egg” to ya:

Five Aegons had ruled the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. 

There would have been a sixth, but the Usurper’s dogs had murdered her brother’s son when he was still a babe at the breast. If he had lived, I might have married him. “

Daenerys, ADWD

Who says you still won’t, sweetie? Hold on, Melisandre will bring him back or he was warging Ghost, let’s just wait a bit longer, okay? 

Their journey is a never ending parallel, and their path is clearly to each other.

I don’t think the history is called ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’ without a cause, Jon may be blood of the dragon, but he’s also a Stark, and Daenerys is a Targaryen through and through…

*the lord of light aka george r.r. martin speaks through melisandre*

I’m back to reading the books and even if I’m still at AGOT, I just felt like making this, had a really bad day and making this made it a little better. 

What are your thoughts? <3 

Imagine Drunk Crying Over Steve’s Hair at Tina’s Party

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You get sheet faced at Tina’s Halloween party, where you end up crying about how beautiful Steve’s hair is.

Warning: Underage drinking. Drunken shenanigans.

You stood there, atop the coffee table in the middle of Tina’s living room, spinning around with your trusty red solo cup in hand, only pausing to stamp your feet against the table along to the tune of the drums. You weren’t even sure what song was playing, but you liked it, and you liked dancing atop the table, and you like the drink in your hand. You tipped the cup up, downing two more gulps of the red liquid you had grabbed from the spiked punch bowl. You let out a “Whoop!” which was met by a chorus of “Yeah!”’s, courtesy of the high school boys watching you dance around in your skin tight Daphne Blake costume. Your best friend, Nona, had come as Velma, but you had since lost her the hands of Faye Collins and the promise of something good to smoke in the back room. With Nona gone, you were left to your own devices, and you were not a good decision maker. Nona was 95% of your impulse control, after all.  Which is how you found yourself atop this table, spinning around once more, your red solo cup falling to the floor, as it was now empty and severed you no purpose. That is also how you found yourself tripping over your kitten heels, and promptly falling off of the wooden coffee table.

A surprised “Oh!” had hardly left your lips before you felt warm arms engulf you, and you found yourself looking up at your savior.

“Oh my god, Steveeee,” you drug out the boy’s name as you looked up at his face. If you were sober, you may have noticed the melancholy that had settled over his usual content facial features, you may have even asked if he was alright. But you weren’t, and a dopy smile made its way onto your face instead.

“Steve!” you said again, as if truly registering who he was this time. You reached both of your hands up to Steve’s face and patted the poor baby’s cheeks, a fit of giggles over taking you. Steve blinked down a few times at you, drunkenly laying in his arms. His left arm was placed under your thighs, his right arm on your upper back, fulling supporting your body weight as your feet dangled a few inches above the floor. You head had lolled to the sighed as you drunkenly laughed at something that was only amusing to you.

Steve would be lying to himself if he didn’t find a small amount of pleasure in your sudden appearance, even if you were drunk. The way you E/C eyes lit up when you had realized it was him, the large smile had had over taken your features and caused your eyes to scrunch up to the point where they were almost closed. Even the way you said his name, as if you were truly happy to see him, and it lifted up the spirit that Nancy Wheeler had just crushed with one single word.


“Y/N,” Steve said your name causing your neck to snap up quickly. Again with those damn shining eyes, looking at him as if he was the world. Steve’s heart beat quickened as he looked down at you.

“Yea, Stevie?” you asked, your voice excited. And you were, you had a crush on Steve for months now. A crush that had never went anywhere, seeing as how he was completely enamored with Nancy.

“Where’s Nona?” Steve asked, his gaze sweeping over the living room crowed by the students of Hawking’s High. Nona had proved harder to find that someone dressed in an florescent orange outfit should have.

“Dunno,” you said, your voice aloof. “I tired looking for her, but…” your voice trailed off as you looked up at Steve. Why did Steve want to find Nona? Nona didn’t even like Steve. Nona liked Nancy. Nona thought Nance was pretty, very pretty.

“Pretty,” you mumbled. Your hands, which you had let fall around Steve’s neck during your giggle fit, moved up again and you ran them up and down his face quickly. Steve blinked a few times and jerked his head back, trying to get anyway from your flailing hands, amused laugher left his lips and it was like music to your ears. You beamed up at Steve again, letting your hands rest on his face. “Real pretty.”

Steve’s heart jumped in his chest as you stared up at him with that intense gaze, a stare Nancy had never looked up at him with, he wasn’t sure about what it meant. But he did know that he liked it. He liked it very much. But you were drunk, and drunk people did stupid things.

“Come on Y/N, let’s go find Nona so she can take you home,” Steve said as he tried to put you back on your feet. Steve began to dip you down and your head started to swim.

“No!” you cried shrilly, jumping up and wrapping your arms back around his neck tightly and curling your body up against his. You were fully on his chest now, his hand under your knees instead of your thighs and you were looking up at him with big, bambi eyes. “No, I’m having fun, I don’t want to go home!” You whined, “Why are you trying to get rid of me Steve?”

Steve shook his head as he looked down at you, helplessly drunk in his arms. “I’m not trying to get rid of you Y/N, I’m trying to make sure you get home safe.” Steve attempted to explain, slightly amused.

“Y-Yes you are!” you accused, a pout forming on your face, “That’s mean!” Steve’s smile faltered.

Your eyes traveled back you to Steve’s face, memorizing every detail. You loved his warm brown eyes, the few beauty marks that adorned his face and… Your E/C had started to water as you looked up at him, and Steve began to panic.

“Oh shit, don’t cry, I’m sorry,” the words flew out of Steve’s mouth at a rapid pace. By this time tears were rolling down your face and Steve felt like complete and utter crap. A few minutes ago the girl he loved just told him she had never felt anything for him, now you were crying in his arms because he was a giant asshole. No wonder Nancy didn’t love him.

“You,” you hiccupped, “Your,” your voice was interrupted by the sobs leaving your body.

“I know, I’m an asshole, I’m so sorry Y/N I didn’t mean-” Steve was completely crushed by how upset he had made you.

“Your hair is so beautiful,” you wailed, shocking the hell out of the Steve.

Steve had to pick his jaw up off the floor before he turned his confused gaze to you. All at once, every bad emotion he had been feeling before was replaced with confusion and curiosity. “What?”

“It soooo fabulous,” you cried as your hands made their way to his hair, where you ran your fingers through it, sending a pleasant shutter down Steve’s spine. “Steve why is it so pretty?”

“So pretty?” Steve was so confused as he looked down into you beautiful, teary, E/C eyes, gazing at him.

“Magnificent!” you said, eyes full of wonder as you continued to play with his brown locks. They were soft between your finger tips and you let out a content sigh as your head fell against Steve’s chest, your eyes fluttering shut as you continued to play with the boy’s hair.

A hearty laugh left Steve’s chest, shaking the both of you, causing you to blink your heavy lids up at Steve.

“Was’ so funny?” you asked, sleepily. All of a sudden the night’s events had caught up with you, and Steve’s arms were the most comfortable place you had ever been, and you found yourself sinking into them.

“Nothing,” Steve muttered, still chuckling, “You’re just adorable,” Steve said as he shifted you in his arms.

“Adorable?” you mumbled.

Steve hummed as an answered, and you looked up at him with bleary eyes, “So are you, Nancy is so lucky,” you yawned out. “I wish I was Nancy so you would love me too.”

Steve’s heart stopped in his chest.

“You love me?”

You offered no answer to his question, as you were already sleeping in his arms, a goofy smile still lingering of your lips, one of your hands tangled in his hair, the other limply laying over his shoulder. Steve shook his head and smiled softly, holding you a bit tighter.

“Come on Y/N, let’s get you home,” Steve whispered and began making his way through the crowd with you securely in his arms.

Writer things

- were street lamps invented in ww2????

- how much does an arm cost tho

- Everyone is nodded. All the heads are nodding in this conversation

- wait no it was raining wasn’t it *looks back ten pages* yeah okay why did i do that

- It’s still night right?

- It’s been night for like 30 years at this point

- what’s that guy’s name again? I should know this these are my babies

- I have no idea how you guys are going to get out of this alive so figure it out kids

- *googles* how to travel across Europe during the middle ages

- effects of the bubonic plague???

- shoot, comas don’t work like I want them to. I need a convenient coma

- Everyone has the ability to quirk one eyebrow why is this

- how smart are rats

- I think they’ve sighed like 30 times now

- how do i describe what its like to run a mile I’ve never done that in my life

- Im sure its just like super hard

- No one cares about the weather stop

- i just wrote twenty pages in two hours why cant i do this in school

- everyone smirks too much but what else do i say its not a smile its too sad for that

- and now everyone is just ‘smiling sadly’.

- chuckled sounds like santa clause but laugh is too much but snickered is evil but giggled is too bubbly…

- what is the purpose of a rubber duck

- no, don’t make references this is a serious piece of literature

- “now if I reverse the polarity of the neutron flow”

- okay i need tea and music and oh wow look at that someone liked my tumblr post…

Clingy – Harry Styles

I read a really good “Clingy” imagine the other day and it kind of inspired me to write my own lol. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: You unintentionally go through Harry’s texts where he said you were being clingy.

You were laying on Harry’s bed, binge watching Stranger Things when his phone started to vibrate next to you. You glanced over and noticed that Jeff was calling but you brushed it off thinking that Harry will call him back when he gets out of the shower.

But then he called a second time. Then a third time. Then texted when he wasn’t being answered.

You got up with Harry’s phone in your hand and walked into the bathroom.

“Babe, Jeff keeps calling and texting you. Do you want me to answer him?” You said, peaking your head in. You stood close to the door, trying to prevent any cold air from going in the steamy bathroom.

“Huh?” Harry asked, he poked his head out of the shower curtain and you smiled at the sight of him squinting his eyes from his wet hair that fell in front. “Oh, um, yeah that’s fine. Just text him that I’ll call him back in a few minutes. I’m almost done.”

You mumbled a quick “ok” before he disappeared back behind the curtain. You closed the door and walked back to his bed, opening his messages.

“Hey Jeff! It’s Y/N here, Harry’s in the shower right now but said he’ll call you back in a few minutes.”

Almost instantly the typing bubble popped up and he replied back, “Ok cool, thanks for letting me know!”

You swiped down on the screen to hide the keyboard and was just about to turn off his phone when you saw your name in the conversation.

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Honesty Hour

Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Style: One-Shot


Warnings: Language, some angst, and implications of sex. But really this is just pure hilarity in a fake world where all these adorable man!heroes are your best friends.

Word Count: 3K

Summary: It’s your turn to host Friendsgiving, and all your closest friends are attending – Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, and of course, Tom Hiddleston. After a whole lot of booze, the conversation steers into the boys asking your ‘FMK’ (Fuck, Marry, Kill) opinions - which leads to honesty hour with Tom.

A/N: OK so writing five people is hard af and that’s why this is so freaking long, but if you bear with me through this I think you’ll actually LOL at several parts of this little drabble. :) Anon, I hope this does you justice! Gif isn’t mine!

Originally posted by arianalilyblack

You’re not sure why, or how, really, but for the second year in a row you’d agreed to it. You’d be hosting “Friendsgiving”, and in only a few minutes everyone would be arriving.

“Fuck me.” You mumble to yourself, fighting to get butter and pepper all over the outside of the turkey.

“Oh come on now, Doll. You gotta play a little harder to get than that.”

Chris’s voice made you jump.

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I'm Not Your Toy: Part Two

A/N: Welp this is seven thousand words of pretty much pure smut. Like literally. Enjoy.

Word Count: 7k+

Warnings: NSFW. Ooey Gooey smut. Vaginal fingering, tit worship, rough/loving sex.

Summary: You’d supported Steve and his decision to not kill Bucky. Fuck, you even supported Steve when he’d literally started a war over Bucky. Done jail time for him. But you what you couldn’t manage to do for the life of you, for the love of Steve, was get along with Bucky. Especially when he managed to make you blush every time you were in the same room as the man


Everythings a little bit of a…blur.

The strong dose Percocet had kicked in and turned your mind into slow moving mush. You clearly remember inviting Bucky to bed with you, and him crawling in next to you, but leaving enough space between the two of you so that your bodies didn’t touch. He was being so careful, so aware of you. So good to you. Even though you knew he was just as exhausted- mentally and physically, as you were from the mission.

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To Jungkook you’re just a girlfriend. - pt.3 End

[pt.1] [p.2] [pt.3 End]

Originally posted by jkguks

It’s taking me a long time to get over him two months and three days to be exact, and right now I’m still hung up over the fact that our relationship ended so badly. After we had argued that night, I actually wanted to apologise for being so jealous when we were both in the right states of minds and when we were both calm from the fire I’d started. But when Taehyung came over and told me all the things he’d witnessed, I felt so stupid. Stupid for trusting him, for wanting to apologise for not accepting a mere friendship of his with another girl. Stupid because I still love him, I know he didn’t kiss her and that to some degree isn’t ‘cheating’ per se, but if I hadn’t sent him that message, if I hadn’t been the one to distract him, would he have stopped by himself? The more I thought about it, the more I was convinced that the answer was always going to be a no. Jungkook was never the type to check his phone straight away when it buzzed, so he must’ve glanced and saw my name and when he saw my name he remembered that he does still have a girlfriend, one he was about to cheat on. He wanted to kiss her and he wasn’t going to stop, and he must have wanted to; so to me that is still cheating. So I don’t get why I still love him. I honestly couldn’t thank Tae enough for telling me the truth, he’s a good friend to both Jungkook and I. Even if it seems as though he betrayed him, it’s what a good friend should do and will do.

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Operation Henderson and Harrington Pt. 3 ~ Mini-Series

Summary: The kids take it upon themselves to test their matchmaking skills. With a little help, they form a plot to get you and Steve together by Halloween.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x (Henderson!You) Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Language! Mostly from Dustin.

A/N: Part Three is up!!! Enjoy!

Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five (Coming Soon)

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Phase Three of Operation Henderson and Harrington: Shopping.

You hummed as you made your way through the Halloween store that was located about a mile outside of Hawkins. Everyone knew this was the best place to go to for all costume and decorating needs. You already had found black attire at a regular clothing store, attire meaning black leggings and a black shirt to wear underneath the signature pink jacket, for yourself and the two girls but the pink jacket could only be purchased at a costume store.

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