guys please listen and watch this


guys, please listen to this interview 

not only is it funny, but this cast is very very aware of how uncommon it is for a cast o people to be as ethnically diverse as them and what that means to the children who will watch the movie 

So many comebacks in February not only am I going to pass out from all them but also I can just imagine all the ugly fans hating of other groups like please guys can we just be nice? Voting on award shows takes literally 5 seconds, watching a MV to increase views takes like 4 mins at a time but y'all would rather spend hours of your day hating on other groups instead? You achieve nothing. No one’s gonna listen to your hate, but one views goes a long way for your own bias group! No more hating :)

anonymous asked:

Clint Barton & Booknerd headcannons please?

Dating Clint as a booknerd:

  • Probably tries his very best to share your interest in books, but he just can’t seem to get into it. 
  • He’s much more of a hands on kind of guy, and can’t really just sit still and curl up in a chair to read.
  • He does like watching you read though. He’ll just gaze at you and think about how nice you look when you’re deep in concentration and reading.
  • Likes listening to you read out loud before you go to bed. 
  • “Hey, y/n, I found a book you might like!” “Oh… thank you, Clint.” “You’ve already read it, haven’t you.” “…” “Dammit! Is there anything you haven’t read?”
  • You usually read his mission reports when he leaves him lying on the table, before more often than none he usually misses out some important detail.
  • “What would I do without you?” “Fail all your missions. Now go out there and get ‘em, Clint.” 
  • He loves it when you randomly blurt out interesting things you’ve read. Whether it’s a fact or an interesting storyline.
  • Sometimes he’ll see things on missions and think of things you’ve told him.
  • That’ll motivate him to start reading more to find interesting things to talk to you about. 
  • “The book I read had aliens in it!” “Oh get real, Clint, that’s old now.” “If I didn’t love you so much, I’d start to get annoyed.
  • Eventually the two of you will start competing by reading more and finding more interesting things than the other person to talk about.
  • And by reading more, it brings the two of you closer together. 


guys i still haven’t seen any of season 7 because i only started watching twd like 2 weeks ago … yeah i went through 6 seasons in 2 weeks. but listen nothing is allowed to happen to daryl or carol and please let them have more screen time together.

to those of you not watching koc know that the guys have been pulling genuine ideas from goddamn fanfic

they have an entire “i accidentally married my best friend” episode and the way it’s acted out is exactly the way i would have done it in a comic please watch this

And I could be enough
And we could be enough
That would be enough 

wow i am so feely lately? it’s been a rough few weeks

i finished painting this- they really relax me and it helps

gon be using this baby for a while <3 again done while listening to hamilton, please watch that musical

also guys, i’m from Spain, but i can see it’s a very hard time you’re going through right now

so to any followers or anyone who needs it, hang in there yea? not telling you not to worry, but you can’t just throw everything away

it’s cheesy but it’ll all get better for y’all, just you wait


Baekhyun lullabying Aeris to sleep - {{audio}}

Little Star lyrics: (the part Baekhyun sang)

Close your eyes and listen carefully to my story

Before my story ends, you will dream

Little Star~ Tonight~ I will watch over you all night

When i first met you, you are so blinding

When i first saw your smile, it felt like i had the world

Little Star~ Tonight~ I will watch over you all night

When i see you fast asleep in my arms, i can’t take my eyes off you for a second

You’re so pretty, i feel like my breath will stop, how can i fall asleep

My love, my everything, my angel from heaven

My Heart Went Boom

I combined a couple of requests from a couple of v v v lovey anons, I hope you guys don’t mind!:

1.  Hi!! I had an idea where the reader is in the library doing something and listening to music with headphones and she sees Peter Parker and Helpless from Hamilton comes on?? And it goes through their relationship please? Thank you if you can!!!!!

2.  If requests are still open, could you please do a really fluffy one with Peter Parker where you are not dating yet but are best friends and are cuddling while watching a movie and fall asleep together??? Thank you so much!!!!

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this, so thank you guys for sending those requests in! I really hope you don’t mind me combining the prompts, but they fit together so nicely I couldn’t help myself. I hope you enjoy this piece!! ;u;

Pairing: Peter ParkerxReader

Word Count: 3303

Warnings: None


He’s been sitting there, across the room, for the past hour and a half, fidgeting and trying to study. He’s not getting much done and a few librarians have had to come by his table and ask him to quiet down. Almost every single time he would look up at me, we would lock eyes and then he would quickly look away like he’s embarrassed. I don’t know if he’s embarrassed to know that someone’s been watching him or if it’s the fact that he’s been shushed so many times, but it’s cute.

I’d look away but, the fact of the matter is, I don’t want to. His face is slightly angular and holds a soft attractiveness. His mannerisms are different from anyone I’ve ever seen before. I’ve been around people who are prone to fidgeting, but this is a whole new level. Both of his legs are bouncing, he’s tapping his pencil on the book he’s trying to read and he keeps flexing and relaxing the muscles in his shoulders. It’s like sitting down doesn’t agree with him at all and his entire body is protesting being sat in a chair for so long. He’s got his face all scrunched up in concentration and his hair is a little messy due to the amount of times he’s run his hand through it. Everything about him is just interesting.

He’s getting shushed for the fourth time as Right Hand Man is fading into A Winter’s Ball. He looks up at me, eyes wide, and I cover my mouth to muffle the giggle that slips past my lips. He immediately flushes and drops his gaze back to his book, tangling his fingers into his hair and I decide the lyrics of the song don’t fit him at all.

After a few moments of actual peace and quiet a sizeable explosion can be heard from outside and the entire library seems to shake, the windows rattling loudly. I pull my earbuds from my ears and look around the building, concerned for my fellow patrons, before looking back to the boy whom I had been staring at for nearly two hours, but he’s gone. It’s like he vanished in the ten seconds it took for me to look around.

A round of shouting outside prompts me to head to one of the windows to see what’s going on.

There’s a massive crowd gathered around a small crater in the middle of the street. There are about four cars turned on their sides from, what I would guess was, the force from the blast I’d heard previously. I don’t see anything that could have caused the explosion until I look up. Above the rooftops a glider circles the small patch of New York as if it’s looking for something, possibly someone.

There’s a blur of blue and red past the window and the glider practically dives after it. As it gets closer I find that it’s the Green Goblin. He must have modified the explosives he usually uses to be more powerful to draw attention to what he’s doing. He must really want someone’s attention.

The blue and red blur slows and finally solidifies enough for me to make out who it is. It’s Spiderman. That’s who the goblin was trying to draw out and that’s who he’s dive bombing right this second.

I watch in awe as he manages to dodge and sling back every single attack the Goblin threw at him. He’s incredible and I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from him. That is, until he lands on the outside wall of the building and the Green Goblin follows suit. I slowly back away from the window as the Goblin produces a bomb from his belt. As soon as Spiderman launches himself away from the wall I break out into a sprint away from where I was standing.

The blast propels me forward, knocking me to the floor. The force of the second explosion sends shelves toppling and books flying everywhere. I’m buried under a massive pile of books, but I can still see the fight. Spiderman continues to dance around the Goblin, flinging the occasional bookcase at him and webbing him up as much as possible when he has the chance.

Eventually he goes down, knocked out and webbed to the neck. Spiderman walks away from the scene triumphantly and I heave a sigh of relief. He disappears from my line of sight but, about two minutes later, I hear the pounding of feet headed in my direction.

Someone starts shifting the massive piles of books that’s covering me. When it’s gone I can finally take a full, deep breath again. I roll over onto my back to find the boy I had been looking at kneeling next to me. A look of relief flashes across his face when our eyes meet.

“You’re okay.” I say sitting up from the pile, books shifting as I move.

“Yeah, I am, I guess. Why?” He asks, lifting an eyebrow slightly.

“After the explosion you disappeared for a bit. I got a little worried.”

“O-oh,” I watch as his face flushes and he looks away in an attempt to hide it. “Yeah, I, uh, I had to go use the, uh, the bathroom.” He pats his legs absentmindedly, nodding his head, seemingly pleased with his answer. “That is definitely where I was.”

“Okay,” I laugh at his response. “I’m (Y/N), by the way.” I extend my hand to him. “I figure I should introduce myself after staring at you for so long.”

“Sounds appropriate.” He chuckles in response and shakes my hand. “I’m Peter. Peter Parker.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Peter.”

I see a familiar face in the crowd. I can’t quite remember where I’ve seen them before, so I hang back at a newspaper stand so I can figure out who they are. They’ve got their head down, probably looking at a phone, but somehow they manage to avoid every single person in their path. When he finally looks up I finally recognize him and he grins at me.

“Peter!” I call, waving to him. He waves back and quickens his pace.

“It’s good to see you, (Y/N).” He greets me with a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around my shoulders.

“It’s good to see you too!” I hug him back and relish the embrace. He smells like a campfire, lavender and pencil shavings, but in the best possible way.

“How have you been?” He asks, pulling away from me and holding my shoulders.

“I’ve been good! How are you?”

“I’ve been pretty okay. School’s been a little crazy, but nothing I can’t handle.” He nods, satisfied with his answer.

“Well, that’s good.” I laugh. “Where were you headed?”

“I was gonna try my luck at the library, but it’s still closed for construction, so I decided to just walk in the other direction until I found something interesting.”

“Oh! I had no idea the library was still closed. Dang…”


“Hey, would you maybe want to hang out at my place? I don’t live too far away…”

“That actually sounds awesome.”

“Really? Cool, okay, well I just live about five blocks that wa-” My voice is drowned out by a loud chorus of shouting. Peter seems to be frozen in place as he looks around the block. “What is it?”

“Something’s coming.” He finally looks back to me. “I think you should head back home. It could get dangerous.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” With his hands on my shoulders he turns my body around. “I just need you to be safe.”

“O-okay.” I grab his hand and scribble my phone number onto the back of it. “After whatever’s happening is over, you call me and you let me know you’re safe, okay?”

“Deal, now go.”

I quickly jog back to my apartment and park myself on the couch, phone in hand, to wait for his call. I wait for about half an hour before I get bored and try to distract myself by listening to Hamilton again. I pick up right where I left off at the end of A Winter’s Ball and Helpless immediately begins to play.

Leaning back into the sea of throw pillows I close my eyes and finally relax for a moment.

My phone vibrates and I immediately answer it. I rise from my seat, pulling my earbud from my ear and replacing it with the speaker of my phone.

“Hello?” I ask, my voice shaking ever so slightly. I pace the room hoping waiting for the response.


“Peter? Is that you?” I hear a quiet sigh on the other end of the line.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, don’t worry.” I sigh in relief and flop down onto the couch. “You went back to your place, right? You’re safe?”

“I’m good, yeah.”

“Thank goodness.” He sighs, relief evident in his voice.

“Y'know, the offer to come over still stands.”

“Does it now?” He sounds like he’s smiling.

“Yeah, I mean, if you wanna swing by we could watch a movie or something.” I shrug. “I dunno, it’s all up to you now, Parker.”

I hear him laugh on his end. “Earlier, you said you lived a few blocks away?”

“I did yeah. If you just stay on that same sidewalk and keep walking straight you could be here in, probably, five minutes?”

“Sounds like an interesting proposition, (Y/N).” He says. “Guess I’ll be there I feel five minutes.”

“I’ll wait for you on the stoop!”


That afternoon turned into dozens of afternoons in the weeks to come. As we got to know each other better time seemed to fly faster. Before we knew it, two years had come and gone during our friendship.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think Peter was handsome. He’s grown taller and his face has become more trim. He’s grown into the angles he had when I first saw him. His eyes are bright most of the time, like he’s finally found his passion. Most of the time I worry that he’s met someone at his high school and left me for people who are closer to him. The most reassuring thing is when I see him ambling up my street and bounding up the stoop to the front door of my apartment building.

Today Peter convinced me to watch a quiet Ghibli movie, Whisper of the Heart, and as soon as the movie started he stretched himself out across the couch and rested his head in my lap. Absentmindedly, I started to comb my fingers through his hair and he was soon asleep.

I tried to make it through the movie, but it’s been a long week at school and I just can’t keep my eyes open.

Peter wakes up, groggy from his short nap. The unfamiliar strain of fingers in his hair reminds him of where he is. He doesn’t know when he fell asleep, but he’s glad he did. Something about being one of the few people to know what (Y/N) looks like when she’s asleep warms his heart. In the most appropriate and platonic way, of course.

He always feels most comfortable around (Y/N). Something about the way she accepted him so readily that first day caused him to feel drawn to her. She’s always been very understanding of his schedule and how it changes unexpectedly. She’s never once questioned him having to cancel a get together and he’s thankful for that.

Peter hates feeling like he has to keep Spiderman a secret from her. Knowing (Y/N), she’d probably accept him in a heartbeat and their relationship would be stronger for it. The only thing keeping him from telling her is his worry for her own safety. He worries that if she knew who he was, she would be in danger, and he couldn’t live with himself if that were to happen.

Gently, he removes (Y/N)’s hands from his hair and rises from his entirely too comfortable spot on the couch. He doesn’t want to leave quite yet. He really, really doesn’t. Instead, he picks (Y/N) up and lays her down on the sofa before joining her again, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to his chest. Unconsciously, she snuggles into his chest and sighs quietly. He smiles happily to himself before drifting off to sleep.


“What’s got you so antsy, Pete?” I ask, gently taking Peter’s left hand in my right and lacing our fingers.

“Hmm?” He hums absentmindedly, turning his head to look at me. For some reason he never runs into anyone, regardless of whether or not he’s watching where he’s walking. “I’m sorry, my mind was somewhere else, did you say something?”

“You’ve been jumpy all day.” I furrow my brow. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“No-yes, it’s just…” He trails off, lifting his right hand to his mouth and biting at his thumbnail. “I don’t know how you’ll react.”

“We’ve been dating for nearly two years. I don’t think there’s much you could tell me that surprises me at this point.”

“Are you sure?” He asks, stopping us in the middle of the sidewalk.

“Why are you so worried about this?” I run my thumb over his knuckles. “Are you cheating on me or something?”

“What?! No! Of course not, (Y/N), you know I would never do that.”

“Then just tell me what’s going on.” I huff. “If it’s got you this worked up, then it has to be something important.”

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, holding it for a moment before releasing it slowly. Once he’s calmed himself enough he pulls me across the street and into the alleyway next to a corner store with a flickering ‘open’ sign. When Peter determines that we’re far enough away from the public to actually talk to me he releases my hand and turns away from me, running his hands through his hair.

I open my mouth to speak but, before any sound can come out, I find my mouth covered with a weird, sticky webbing and my sound of horror is muffled by it. When I look at Peter he’s looking at me apprehensively. My eyebrows lower, unimpressed by his little show.

“I fmphinph nephit.” My words come out in a muffled mumble.

“What?” He asks. I roll my eyes in annoyance and point to my mouth. “Oh, right, sorry.” He manages to rip the webbing away without leaving any strings behind. “You were saying?”

“I said, I fucking knew it.”

“Wait, you knew?!”

“Yeah, you’re terrible at hiding your costume.” I have to suppress a laugh. “I mean really, you bring that backpack on every date we’ve ever gone on and you constantly wear shirts that are a little too small for you so when you stretch your arms over your head, I can see the red and blue part on your little tummy there.” I poke him in the stomach to prove my point.

“Okay, you’ve made your point.” He grabs my wrists and pulls me to his chest before moving his hands to my waist.

“Have I?” I place my hands on his chest and quirk an eyebrow at him.

“Yes,” His grip on my waist tightens. “Are you mad?”

“No. I know you had your reasons.”

He gently pulls me against his chest, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “Thank you for understanding.”

“It’s in the girlfirend job description, Pete.” I feel a laugh rumble through his chest.

“Is it really?”

“Yup, must be understanding. It’s right under; incredibly generous and fantastic hugger.”

-Twenty Two-

“Where are you, Peter? You were supposed to meet me at my apartment fifteen minutes ago.”

“Sorry, there was a bank robbery and I got held up. I promise I’m on my right now.”

“You better be.” I grumble.

“You want me to pick you up?”


“I could swing by and grab you if you wait for me on the stoop.”

“Wait, you mean actually swing by and grab me, don’t you.”

“What else would I mean?”

I sigh and shake my head. “I honestly don’t know.”

“So, do you want me to pick you up, or just meet you on the stoop like a normal boring person?” His tone is light and joking. I don’t answer straight away, not entirely sure about what to do. “I’m two blocks away, so I kind of need an answer.”

“Are you sure it’s safe?”

“Of course it is.” He says, sounding entirely confident. “I wouldn’t have suggested it if it weren’t.”

I sigh and stomp down the stairs, out the front door of the apartment building and out onto the stoop. “You better not drop me, Parker.”

I hear him chuckle before the line goes dead. I tuck my phone away in my purse and wait for him to “swing by” as he promised he would. It’s not long before I hear a loud whooping and am quickly scooped up by the love of my life.

He holds me tight to him, his hand fastened securely around my waist. Just to ensure my safety, I wrap my arms around his neck before burying my face in his chest to avoid watching the blur of buildings and lights around us.

After a short time, we’re standing on solid ground again. Regardless, I refuse to open my eyes.

Peter laughs and takes my hands in his. “You can open your eyes now, (Y/N), it’s okay.”

“Nope, I refuse.”

“Okay,” I feel his arms move in what I’m guessing is a shrug. “But you’re going to miss out on the view.”

“What?” I ask, cracking open one eye. I see a soft blurry glow surrounding Peter and I can’t help myself opening both eyes. Behind Peter has to be the largest amount of candles I’ve ever seen in my life. Peter has his mask off and is looking at me expectantly. “Peter, what is this?”

“How long have we known each other?” He asks.

“Seven years.” I answer quietly.

“And how many of those years have I loved you?”


“How many?”

“I don’t know.” I shake my head.

“All of them,” He squeezes my hands. “I have loved you all seven of them.” He sighs quietly and lets go of one of my hands before getting down on one knee. “I want to love you for as many years as I possibly can, so,”

“Peter, oh my gosh, what are you doing?”

“(Y/F/N)(Y/L/N), will you marry me?” He asks, producing a simple ring from the collar of his suit.

I cover my mouth with my free hand, tears welling up in my eyes. “Yes,” I nod. “Yes, of course I will.”

He grins and slips the ring onto my finger before quickly standing up and hugging me, picking me up and twirling me around in the process. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me.”

“Ditto, spider-dork.” I laugh and press a kiss to his cheek.

A flash goes off and both Peter and I look around, confused.

“Oh yeah, that’s going in the scrapbook.” A slightly electronic voice sounds to my right and Peter’s left.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter and I ask at the same time.

“What, you expected me to sit at home and wait for you to visit with the news after you told me you were proposing to your sweetheart? Sorry, kid, that’s not how I work.”

I roll my eyes and kiss Peter on the cheek one more time. “You’re lucky he’s cute, Mr. Stark, otherwise I wouldn’t put up with this nonsense.”

Thank you guys so much for reading! If you enjoyed the fic, please leave a comment or shoot me an ask! Feedback would be greatly appreciated!!

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Dating Dan Howell would include

-hugs you overtime he sees you even if you’ve been away for an hour

-CUDDLES all day, everyday

-since he’s like a freaking giant he would totally engulf your whole body 

-cooking together

-and he doesn’t know shit about cooking, lets face it

-listening to muse together


-he probably trips a lot tbh

-staying up all night together

-watching anime together

-another opportunity for cuddles in his sofa crease

-he is super protective of you is always watching over you

-you move in with him and phil into the flat

-playing scary games with him and both freaking out 

-”Dan, i thought you wouldn’t be scared” “no, thought you wouldn’t be scared!”

Remember my inbox is always open, please feel free to request head canons or ships and thank you guys so much for following me :)

Something that reaally annoyed me last night when i went to see beauty and the beast with my friends, after, we were just kinda sat watching the credits roll, and we got on the topic of LeFou and the real shit job dick-ney did with that, and both my friends were like “oh it wasn’t bad blah blah blah” and I was like, no guys like, they really did some shit stuff, and they kept going on abt how it really wasn’t bad and just… if your Gay Friend™ is telling you something’s homophobic, please listen, because I can assure you that I, as a Gay Person™, know a hell of a lot more about homophobia than you

Waaaayyy off topic from survival horror but

Naruto is done…and im so glad. Like i hate it now. I spent almost all my life dedicated to that show and manga for me to get a horrible ending like that from the manga annnndd i just cant. BLEACH HAD A BETTER ENDING. (Besides a few of the ships i kinda disagree on but damn i miss yoruichi where tf is she at???) Everyone is all sad and depressed and im like please go watch a better show like…idk. Or read a good ass manga like Tokyo Ghoul.

Once i read chapter 700 of naruto i was so pissed off lmao. Yeah i was sad it was done but damn noone i actually liked got together lmao theres just so much unchemistry between a few of these couples i saw. Im perfectly fine with saino and shikaten but i honest to god thought karui and kiba would get together??? Idk lmao anyway, im celebrating the end of it by being sick at home from work and watching some good ole blue exorcist. Now tHAT is a good anime lmao

Yes im a huge ass weeb and i thank u for reading this smol rant by me. I dont mean any offence to anyone btw. To each his own for naruto. I dont judge people at all. (unless its animal cruelty related i will judge you like i am god himself ok)

anonymous asked:

Matchup please! Demisexual female, smol, waist-length brown hair that naturally lightens at the tips to almost blonde, weird-ass eyes that are SUPPOSED to be blue with brown around the pupils but somedays look full-on green, salty af, PUNNING, pretty generous, very easy to make laugh, Oh, you're sad? NOT ON MY WATCH BITCH WHEN I'M THROUGH YOU WILL SMILE OR DIE, listening to music while watching the rain is gud shit, ANIMALS, ballet, singing, acting, writing poetry and snuggles, hoodies are A+

I ship you with America!!!

Alfred is a pretty big guy, and would be delighted to have someone smol by his side! He would want to make you laugh lots, and would probably try to out-pun you. You wanna snuggle and watch the rain? This is your guy- he likes spending time with his s/o..~ Also, 12/10, has the best hoodies ever, would wear with pride if I were you. Also, you have to get doggos. You have no choice there, sorry.

waynessa60  asked:

This is no question but a big thank you: I am so greatful that you and some others remember Dusty. She has left us a lot of beautiful songs, often dealing with the painful side of love she herself went through. To be gay in the sixties wasn't that easy, even for artists. Thanks guys!

So true! I wandered over to the Wiki page on her and, honestly, I could barely get through reading the section on her personal life. I’m pleased there are still listeners out there enjoying her music and can learn/read about what she went through as a performer during that time.

The 1960s weren’t this utopia of freedoms. It was certainly a start, but watch an American documentary about the 1960s, then watch a British one. Similar experiences, but watch and realize the crux of our problems in the USA dealt with asinine, arcacic racial policies and one-upmanship. Watching a non-American documentary on the time period really made me aware of the differences… And realize it’s a miracle we’re all still alive.

[Sorry if it got off-topic!]

Sooo we ended up recording and posting our first episode tonight but it turns out tumblr isn’t letting me upload from SoundCloud so for now I’ll just post a link to the first episode!

Please listen to Across the Buffyverse hosted by me and @jayblesandyoshi​ where we watch and review every episode of Buffy and Angel! We’re going to start with seasons 1-3 of Buffy straight through and when we start season 4 we’ll go back and forth between doing an episode about Buffy and an episode about Angel like when they originally aired. It was so much fun to do so I hope you guys enjoy!



Please watch this to the end
Thank you @markiplier for saying such motivational words to the world

And guys:
Please, if you think that you can’t do something. Mark, myself and many others in the world do. So keep going :)

Another one of those tags~

I was tagged by the biggest kpop trash I know aka @unloyal-tae

Relationship status:
 Dating a cutie 

Favorite color: I’m absolute trash for pastels, but pink is my top color. 

Lipstick or chapstick: I love both, but I wear chapstick way more. 

Last song I listened to: Monsta x- Beautiful Every one should go listen to this. Let’s please give Monsta x lots of support!!

Last movie I watched: Ahh, I watch lots of movies. It was either Moonlight or Beauty and the beast. Can’t remember. 

Top 3 tv shows:
 I’m trash and all I watch is either cartoons, HGTV, or the food network. SO I guess Futurama, Property brothers, and Chopped. 

Top 3 characters: Asuna Watase from Children who chase lost voices, Toboe from Wolfs Rain, and Kyoko Mogami from Skip Beat! 

Top 3 ships: Keep in mind my only ships are friendships you guys lol But jackson and jooheon, Yoongi and Jimin, and of course tae and jin. 

Books I’m currently reading: I am such a bad noodle. I don’t read nearly as often as I should. The last book I read was a book from the Pendragon series. 

5 things in my bag: A bag of chips, a bunch of chargers, toothbrush, perfume, and a ton of chapsticks. 

5 things in my room: Guinea pigs, albums, a broken record player, I think my cat is in here somewhere, a pile of clothes. 

5 things on my to-do list: Register for my classes before friday, use tumblr more, get taco bell, clean my guinea pigs pen, get a new universal annual pass. 

5 things I’m currently into: GETTING MONSTA X A WIN GO LISTEN TO THEIR NEW ALBUM.  Space travel, conspiracy theories, watching all the movies, the sims. 

I’m tagging: @jjks @exooreos @jinkooks @hobitama @crocsgene @rapperjimin @taehxungie @bunmyeonie @bangbaptan @chocoshua @wouozi


I was tagged by @firebyfire​ Thank you so much dear!

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Relationship status: Single and happy :)

Lipstick or chapstick: Both, I hate the feeling of them on my lips but they look nice so I will still use both.

Last song I listened to:  ‘Human’ - Rag’n’Bone Man

Last movie I watched: ‘Beauty & The Beasts (2017)’

Top 3 characters: Newt Scamander, APH England, … this is too hard, guess I’m gonna pick … Pickett (lol It’s not a pun) sorry I like a lot of characters but I can’t pick one for the 3rd place. My obsessive level for Newt and England make other characters pale in comparison.

Top 3 ships: Gramander, AllxNewt, AllxEngland 

Not gonna tag anyone for now (I just tagged you guys 10 millions tags and please don’t hate me ; w ;)


part two of yoongi forgetting your anniversary. because the anon said please ♡

when you went down there, he had a big stuffed bear that said “i love you beary much” and an anniversary card. he was really sweet with his apology, and afterwards you guys listened to what he had done of the song. you loved it, because he rapped about how you guys met, how he fell in love with you almost immediately, and how he wants to spend his future with you. he even sang a little bit. you forgave him, and you guys cuddled on the couch and watched tv.

things turned out okay!! haha, boys can be dumb, but hey, everyone makes mistakes.

if you want something specific, message me or send to my ask box!

🍃have a great day!

- admin e

@elinmaries​ / @floweryuu​ tagged me in a thing! (thx elin ily lots)

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

Relationship status: In a loving relationship with staying up past my bedtime

Favorite color: Pink probably?  Maybe green.  Both?

Lipstick or chapstick: Neither


Last movie I watched: It definitely was NOT High School Musical 3 Senior Year I don’t even like High School Musical wHO SAYS WE HAVE TO LET IT GO IT’S THE BEST PART WE’VE EVER KNO-

Top 3 tv shows: Haikyuu!!, Voltron Legendary Defender, The Morose Mononokean

Top 3 characters: Link, Prompto Argentum, Kageyama Tobio

Top 3 ships: K L A N C E, kagehina, promptis

Books I’m currently reading: I’m re-reading The Tempest right now… Which technically isn’t a book but you know what?  Whatever.

I can’t tag nine people I don’t even know nine people asldkfjsdk so I’ll just tag @keithsexual, @keithkoganeoffical, @shitstormcentral, and @artfling!  If you wanna, you knoW


Hi guys,

My brother’s band has just released a new music video for their single “Two Horizons”. I’m being a good, supportive sister by sharing it on here and trying to get people to join the fanbase.
That being said, it’s ACTUALLY really good, so please, give it a watch/listen! And share/reblog this post to spread the word!

Thanks so much xxx