i am all about the selfies

i’m ambivalent about people reblogging my selfies and adding tags or commentary about my fatness…
i’m very happy to provide other fat people with inspiration and spread body positivity, but it’d be nice if i didn’t have to be defined by being fat for like 5 seconds when i just want to post a picture of a nice outfit i have on y’know?

happy birthday to my special boy !!!!
it’s a hamster plush party

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tag someone who will do the same to Haechan’s cheeks😂

It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 1/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match! 

Word Count: 1,723

A/N: This is already planned out and written (in my head). I loved writing this.

Originally posted by imaginingbucky


Nat raised a brow, a mysterious curve to her smile. Steve was immediately suspicious. He felt his shoulders stiffen and his back straighten. He knew he looked like he had a stick up his ass, but he couldn’t help himself. Not when Natasha looked like the cat that had eaten the canary, and wanted to get caught.

“You left your phone on the coffee table,” she said. Her tone was relaxed, which made Steve more nervous.

His eyes narrowed. “What did you do, Romanoff?” he questioned, broad arms crossing over an equally-broad chest.

She merely shrugged before she turned her right-hand palm-up and relaxing it. Steve’s phone was revealed. “See for yourself.”

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i want a relationship where

i want a relationship where he is as crazy about me as i am about him. i want a relationship where he chooses me over any other girl, no matter how hot or pretty she is. i want a relationship where i sit in my teeshirt on the kitchen counter and he cooks me breakfast between stolen kisses. i want a relationship where he saves all the selfies i sent to him because he can’t get enough of me. i want a relationship where he sends me long messages telling me how much he loves me every time we fight. i want a relationship where we can sit on a rooftop at two am and discuss my dreams and aspirations. i want a relationship where i come first before the tall, skinny blonde who sends him nudes. i want a relationship where he gets me orchids without asking. i want a relationship where he is protective of me because he can’t stand the idea of other guys touching me. i want a relationship where he plays scrabble with me. i want a relationship where he takes me out to the greek restaurant i told him i always wanted to try because he listens to what i say to him. i want a relationship where he holds my hand in public. i want a relationship where he sees the bitch in me and chooses to stay. i want a relationship where he knows me and not just my body. i want a relationship where i am pampered because he wants not and not because i ask him to. i want a relationship where he never lies to me. i want a relationship where he realises how important my grades are to me. i want a relationship where he tells me he can’t see a tomorrow with me. i want a relationship where he calls me every time i say i am fine. i want a relationship where he understands me. i want a relationship where he takes me out to get drunk and forget about the things i screwed up. i want a relationship where he loves me. i honestly just want a relationship where he loves me, unconditionally.

This is my face. Makeup-less, tired, worn out and far from flawless. My hair isn’t brushed and is full of a million knots kept under my hat. But i’m glad to say that on my worst mental health days, this is my go to look. Just me. I’m most comfortable looking this way. I find that what helps me the most on days like these is to not try to cover up, to just show myself and all that I am and all that i’m feeling. You are beautiful and you are worth everything, always please yourself and do what helps you before thinking about other people.

fuck me up

Talk about choking/daddy kink/public sex/fingering/blowjobs and shit in the car (pls do not do that)/female on male oral/hair pulling/denied orgasm (one time)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3


“Why don’t you like each other?” your manager asked as you typed on your laptop. “He did something and then didn’t call back.” You told her as you bit your lip, “Anyways, it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to collab with him.” Her eyebrow raised and she shut your laptop.

“Too bad you’re going to meet with him to talk about collabing.” You let out a groan, “Why?” you whined, she smirked softly. “Go get dressed, we’re leaving in an hour.” You gave her the ‘I-am-going-to-punch-you-in-the-face’ look before getting up and walking to the room full of your dresses.

You quickly changed into a black dress that hugged you in all the right places and put on some black heels. You did your makeup and hair and checked the clock. You sighed and sat in the seat at the vanity and played a couple games before posting on Snap.

You took a selfie and posted it when your manager knocked on the door, “What?” you whined, she opened the door and looked in with a huge smile. “Let’s go.” You nodded and grabbed your purse before walking out to the car.

You met Daveed and his manager at the large restaurant and you smiled kindly at the manager. “Y/N, it’s nice to see you.” She said and hugged you, you hugged her back before pulling away, your eyes met with Daveed’s before you looked away. “How about we all go in and eat some food?” your manager said when she noticed the tension between you and Daveed. You followed her inside and waited for them to take you to your table. You could feel Daveed’s eyes burning holes into your back.

You watched as both of the managers sat by each other, leaving for you and Daveed to sit beside each other. You slid into the booth before shuffling uncomfortably. You hadn’t worn underwear because it could be seen through your dress so the cold booth against your thighs, made a chill go down your bodies. You looked at Daveed and met his eyes before he looked away. Memories started to flood your memory; you bit your lip and looked at your menu.


Daveed’s hand touched your hips as you moved against him. Your body swayed to the music as you were pulled closer to Daveed, his hard-on pressed against your ass while his hands moved themselves up your body. You kept your body moving as the song came to the end. “Do you want to go with me?” Daveed whispered, you turned your head to him, his breath reacked of alcohol. “To go where?” you asked, Daveed’s eyes met you. His eyes were filled with lust, “To my place.” You nodded and grabbed his hand. He led you out of the club that both of your friends were in.

He flagged down a taxi and pulled you inside. He gave the man his address before he pressed his lips to yours. He bit your bottom lip which made you let out a soft moan, he pushed his tongue into your mouth while battling for dominance. You let him win, of course.

He moved slightly and pulled your body on top of his, moving your hips on top of his so you were back to grinding against each other.

Your hands moved their way to his hair, your fingers tangled themselves in his messy curls. You pulled softly on them, making him moan. You smirked and did it again, removing your mouth from his. You quickly kissed down his stubble-y cheek and down his neck, your teeth nipped at the spot under his jaw before traveling lower. You sucked on his collarbone and looked up at him with innocence in your eyes.

The cab stopped in front of a small apartment building. You let yourself off of Daveed and walked out of the cab. He threw some money at the man and got out. His hands grabbed your wrist as he pulled you along, he put the passcode inside the keypad and drug you up the stairs before pushing you against the wall.

His lips touched your neck, sucking a deep purple bruise on the nape of your neck. “God, Daveed! Please!” you begged softly, your hands pushing down your pants. Your hands touched his dick, brushing the tip softly with your thumb. He let out a low moan before you heard footsteps coming towards you. You removed your hands and looked at him while walking up the steps, he held your waist against him while you walked to his apartment, and he quickly unlocked and pushed open the door. He pushed your small body against the wall and kicked the door shut with his foot. His hands gripped the ends of your dress and pulled it up above your chest. Your chest heaved as his eyes stared hungrily at your hardened nipples.

He latched his mouth onto the harden bud, sucking roughly on it. Your mouth opened as your head fell back, the feeling of his teeth erupting a loud moan from your mouth.

Your hands pushed his shirt up his body as he moved his head from your chest. His mouth met yours while you unbutton his pants and unzipped them. You pushed them down and deepened the kiss. His hands moved to your butt and squeezed it roughly before he tapped your thighs, singling you to jump.

You body jumped slightly and you wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands grabbed at your ass to hold you up, you let out a shaky breath when his mouth left yours. He carried you to an open door, you couldn’t see much until he turned on the light. There was a large bed with white sheets, and a black comforter, there were many pillows littering the bed.

Daveed threw you on the bed before he climbed on top of your, his mouth meeting yours again.


You crossed your legs and watched as the waiter walked up to you. “What can I do for you today?” The young man asked, your eyes met with him before you sat the menu down.

“Can I have a water with lemon and a Cesar salad?” you asked with a wide grin on your face, the young boy nodded and looked at Daveed and the two managers. Everyone quickly ordered and started to talk.

“Y/N,” your manager began as she sipped on the glass of wine she had ordered, “We both think this would be an amazing thing for your career, both of your careers actually.” She tried to convince, your eyes squinted as you made an unsure face before you shook your head. “I just don’t think we’d make a good duo group.” You shrugged and took a sip of the water the boy had brought to you.

“Even though he did write ‘tonight’ after you,” His manager spoke, you both nearly choked on the drink you had been sipping on. “That’s not tr-” Daveed was cut off by your manager speaking, “And you, my dearest Y/N, wrote ‘only once’ about Daveed.” You shook your head and sat your drink down. “I did not!” you protested, both of the managers looked at each other and laughed. “Yeah, okay.” Daveed gave you a small smirk before mumbling something.

You watched as your food arrived, you smiled and reached for it. Daveed handed it to you and you sat it down. He took his plate of spaghetti before taking a bite. Your legs uncrossed as you stated to eat.

As you started to get close to finishing you felt Daveed’s foot touch yours. You looked at him as he kept eating. You shook it off and kept eating the large salad.

Once you took your last bite you felt Daveed’s hand on your thigh, you basically choked on your food as you felt it going up your thigh.

You hadn’t felt his hands on your skin for what felt like centuries. You missed it and you didn’t even know it. You looked at him and took a drink of your water. His hand slid further up your thigh before they got to your bare pussy. You allowed your legs to spread, allowing access to your center. His fingers brushed against your entrance, before he moved them all the way to your clit, rubbing it softly.

“Y/N?” your manager spoke up, you looked at her before knitting your eyebrows together. You knew what she was going to say. ‘Are you guys fucking under the table?’ is what she was thinking but her voice would say ‘Are you okay? You look flushed.’

And that’s exactly what she said.

You nodded and took a drink of your water again as the waiter came back, you waved your hand at him before you asked for a glass of white wine. Your breath was caught in your throat as you felt Daveed push a couple fingers in your now wet pussy.

Daveed’s lip’s turned into a smirk as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you in an agonizingly slow pace. You looked at Daveed before you took the glass from the waiter, quickly drinking it to keep your mouth shut. You looked around as the two managers finished eating, your eyes meeting with Daveed’s for a quick second.

His fingers started to quicken, he pushed a third one inside of you before grinning. You let out a small moan which everyone ignored. Your face turned red before you close your eyes. You heard you manager speak to Daveed before she spoke to you.

“Are you okay?” she asked, you nodded and opened your eyes. “I-I’m fine.” You mumbled. “Well, I think we should leave.” She smiled as both of them got up, Daveed removed his fingers and looked at you, a smirk plastered on his face. He lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them individually, making you squirm before he got up. “You two were quiet, why was that?” Daveed’s manager asked you looked at her as you lifted from the booth. “I don’t know.” You shrugged and walked out with the group.

“I think I’ll take Y/N,” Daveed said. “She did drink a lot and so did you,” you nodded at your manager, your manager shrugged and looked at you, “Is that okay with you?” she asked, you nodded quickly.

“Okay, text me in the morning and I’ll come pick you up so you can get ready for the first studio session, okay?” she asked, you nodded again and allowed Daveed to walk you to the car he arrived in.

“You know I still hate you, right?” you asked, Daveed laughed softly. “You’ll always hate me.” you nodded in agreement and let yourself in the car. You buckled the seat belt and sat back in the seat. You kicked off your shoes and looked at him as he got in and started the engine. You glanced over his body as he drove down the street.

“You know,” he began, “Your music isn’t half bad.” He told you. You looked at his face before you smiled. “I know.” He let out a chuckle and moved your hand to your thigh again. His hand pushed up your skirt before going back to your center.

You let out a soft moan as his hand touched your clit, you moved your hand so it was on top of his and pushing his fingers to your entrance. His fingers were quickly pushed in as you moaned and threw your head back.

“You’re so tight, kitten.” He nicknamed, you nodded and removed your hand from his to put on his thigh. You lifted your leg slightly and allowed him to continue. Your hand squeezed Daveed’s thigh as he continued.

“Do you like that, love?” he asked, you nodded again before he went faster.

“Use your words, baby. Show me how much of a good girl you are.” You let out a shaky breath at the nickname ‘good girl,’ before you looked at him.

“I love it, daddy. Please don’t stop.” You whimpered and squeezed his thigh again, his lips turned into a smirk again before he moved his thumb to rub your clit. Your legs shook softly as he touched your clit.

“Are you about to cum, kitten?” he asked, you nodded. “Your words,” he demanded. You let out a loud moan and looked at him. “Yes, daddy! I’m about to cum.” He moved his fingers quickly before he pulled them out which erupted a moan from you.

“Bad girls don’t get to cum.” He noted you looked at him and a dangerous glint in your eyes. You unbuckled your seat belt and moved your hand to his growing erection. You unbuttoned his pants and looked up at him.

“Can I suck your cock, daddy?” you asked, Daveed let out a soft moan before nodding. His hand gripped the wheel as you released his dick from his boxers, he hissed at the cold air hitting his sensitive cock.

You looked up at him again before licking his tip, he let out a whimper before you took him in your mouth. You sucked on the head of his dick before pushing your head all the way down his cock. His hand reached for your hair, his hands wrapping themselves in the long locks.

His hand moved your head up and back down softly before he started moving your head faster. He let out a loud moan and pulled into the parking lot of his apartment building. You looked up at him with innocence in your eyes before he pulled you off.

“Once we’re in my apartment, strip.” He told you, you nodded and lifted yourself from your position. You straighten out your dress and waited for him to park. He zipped himself up before getting out, you followed quickly behind him. He did exactly what he did the first time you were with each other, your heart started pounding as you walked up the same staircase and went to the same apartment. Daveed opened the door and walked in, allowing you in before he closed it.

“Strip.” He commanded, you obeyed and took off the restricting dress. You were left in the black bra you had decided to wear. His eyes grew darker as they racked up your body.

His hands went and beckoned you to him, you quickly walked to him. His arms wrapped around your waist before he leaned down and kissed you, this was a much softer kiss than the others which made your heart flutter softly. Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck as his hands went to undo your bra.

You removed your arms as he took your bra off. Your hands went into his hair and pulled lightly on it, his mouth opening slightly as he moaned. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and battled for dominance. His hands moved to your breasts, his hands massaged them softly as you moaned and moved your mouth from his, a string of saliva connecting your lips.

“I missed you.” He whispered, your eyes opened and you looked at him. Both of your eyes connected before your let out a breathy laugh. “You did?” you asked barely above a whisper, he nodded. You smiled and grabbed onto the back of his neck, kissing him again.

He backed you to the couch before picking you up. His bulge pressed against you, allowing you to grind against him. You let go of his lips to kiss his neck. You sucked a deep purple bruise onto his dark skin, making him moan. You smiled softly and felt his hand push through your hair. His hand gripped it and pulled your head up.

“Bedroom?” he asked, you nodded as he started to carry you to his room. His light turned on when his hand left your bottom, you noticed how it looked overall the same. A picture sat on his bedside table instead of the alarm clock he had the last time you were here. His sheets were the same excluding the black comforter; it was changed to a red one.

He sat you down on the bed before sliding his body on top of yours. Your lips meeting once again, you moved your feet to push down his boxers as your body moved closer up the bed. His lips left yours to move down and suck on your neck. His lips moved down to your chest after sucking a bruise on your soft skin, and trailing more down your chest before he stopped and moved all the way up your body. His forearms landed beside your head and you moved your hands to his neck. He moved one of his hands to his cock before pumping himself slowly and pushing himself inside you.

Your back arched as he pushed into you, you let out a loud moan and pushed your hands through his hair again. He allowed you to get use to his size before he started to thrust into you. You let out a soft whine at the way he slowly moved his hips.

“Oh my god!” you let out and pulled his hair. He started to go a bit faster making you moan louder. “Fuck yes!” you whimpered before his hand made contact with your throat. Daveed put a bit of pressure on it, your air supply slowly leaving your body.

You felt your hips push upwards as he let go of your neck, Daveed’s lips met yours, he pulled away and looked into your eyes, “I-I’m gonna c-cum.” You moaned and pushed up to meet him, Daveed smirked and nodded in agreement. His breaths started coming in short huffs before he started to slow his thrusts. Your head fell back as your felt your walls contract against his cock, you let out a loud moan and pulled roughly at his hair. Your body convulsed as you came around him. He let out a loud breathy moan before releasing his hot seed inside you. You opened your eyes and looked at Daveed.

Sweat moved down his face as he pulled from you and laid down beside you. You stared at the ceiling before looking at him.

“Um,” you mumbled, your eyes meeting his. A smile began to grow on his face before he spoke. “Your music, it is really good. I hope you know that.” Your lips turned into a straight line. “Thanks, so is yours.” You complimented and lifted yourself from his bed, “Where are you going?” he asked, you turned and looked at him while pulling on your dress. “Home.” You simply stated.

His eyes left the hope that you would stay when you stated it, he looked down at himself and reached over for a pair of boxers, sliding them up his legs. His eyes met with your body as you redressed yourself.

“You don’t have to go, you know that right?” he asked, you looked behind yourself and let out a sigh. “I guess,” you mumbled, “But what would we do? Have a night of drinking or talk about our feelings?” you asked before laughing, “Maybe we’ll fuck again.” Your laughter died down when you noticed Daveed not laughing, “I did want to talk about you and me, actually.” He mumbled while you looked back with a confused expression. “What?” your voice sounded and he looked down at his feet.

“Please just hear me out,” he whispered as you picked up the shoes you had forgotten you brought in, “Why?” you turned and looked at him, “Because I actually do like you!” he argued, you laughed. “Yeah, okay.” You mumbled and his body trudged up to you, “Please tell me you felt what I felt too.” His eyes filled with hope and you looked at him, before grabbing his face. You pulled his lips to yours in a slow passionate kiss before he pulled away.

“We still have to write.” You mumbled, his eyes opened and he smiled before kissing you again.


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anonymous asked:

"You're such a bitch" chloenette for the writing prompt please if your still taking requests

Authors note: I am so excited that I have multiple Chloenette and Ladybee promts in this challenge so I can explore so many dynamics in this relationship! For this one, I had to go with humor ^_^ (For those looking for romantic Chloenette don’t worry, it’s coming) 


“Chloe, what are you doing?” Marinette asked as she stared at girl who was currently lounging in Alya’s seat. 

“I’m sitting next to my best friend of course!” She smiled, patting the desk beside her, “Cesaire can sit over there. Isn’t that right Sabrina?” she called to her usual partner in crime. 

“Of course! Whatever you think is best Chloe. I’m so excited we are getting new friends!” Sabrina grinned manically, giving Marinette an energetic wave. 

Marinette slide into her seat. “What did you tell her?” she hissed, “I thought we were clear yesterday that a secret identity needs to be kept a secret!” 

Of all the people to possibly find out about her alter ego, it had to be Chloe. 

“Of course I didn’t tell her about… you know… I just told her that you and I ran into each other at a cafe and hashed out our differences,” Chloe whispered back. “So I was thinking we should go shopping together after class.” 

“Why would you tell Sabrina that?” Marinette asked, praying that she could get this whole mess sorted out before Alya and Nino showed up. If she was lucky maybe today they would have one of their morning make out sessions and come racing in seconds before the bell. 

“Well Sabrina is my best friend, I had to tell her something! Especially since we are going to be spending so much time together now. I didn’t want her freaking out and going all… invisible again.” 

“What… time togeth… what are you talking about?” 

Chloe gave her a pitying smile, “Oh silly, you don’t have to pretend anymore. I know you have to keep up the whole lame, clumsy persona so that people don’t figure out your secret, but you don’t have to hide from me! I’m your best friend!” 

“No you’re really not.” 

“And I know you better than anyone.” 

“I seriously doubt that.” 

“and just think, now you can be yourself around someone! Because we are truly together now. It’s like destiny. Me and Ladybug, just like it was always meant to be. And you know you can even act like less of a spaz and everyone will just assume that it’s because our friendship has made you that much cooler, and no one will suspect that it’s just your true self shining through.” 

“Could this get any worse?” 

“Chloe?” a new voice interrupted. “What are you doing in Alya’s seat?” 

Apparently it could get worse, because Marinette looked up to see Adrien, looking confused, standing next to his own place in front of her. Great. 

“Oh Adrikins! Marinette and I have decided to become best friends. It’s alright if I bring her with me for our monthly movie night on Thursday right?”

“Sure, I guess…” Adrien said still looking like he was expecting to wake up any second to find the whole conversation was a dream. Or maybe Marinette was projecting.

“I was thinking we could all go shopping first,” Chloe continued obliviously, “or maybe manicures because really Marinette we should do something about your poor nails. Oh! Before I forget- selfie!” She pulled out her phone, slinging an arm around Marinette shoulder and giving the camera a brilliant grin. Marinette scowled, then flushed self consciously when she noticed Adrien staring at them both with a strange, searching expression. 

“Sorry!” Adrien said, shaking his head when he realized he had been caught staring, “deja vu… anyways I am glad you two are getting along now, it will be fun to all hang out together.” He gave them both an encouraging smile and slipped into his own seat, pulling out his phone. 

Marinette sighed, slumping down in her chair. At least something good might come out of this. It seemed that Chloe was finally going to stop trying to ruin her already disastrous attempts to spend time with Adrien.

“So where should be go for lunch?” Chloe asked. 

“Chloe, we are not going to lunch together,” Marinette said trying to channel her mother’s firm but quiet tone. “We are not best friends, and you need to go back to your seat, preferably before Alya gets here.” 

“But you’re Ladybug.” 

“Yes, but I am also Marinette. You know, the girl you picked on mercilessly for the last 5 years?” 

“I know and I forgive you for that.” 

“Chloe,” Marinette growled, “get out of that seat.” 

“God, you’re such a bitch. So anyways I was thinking seafood…” 

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‘  staying up late with another human is such a weird thing like you get this special bond and a what-is-this feeling  ’
‘  do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends?  ’
‘  um no offense but whom’st’ve going to loveth me?  ’
‘  date a girl who fucks everything up.  ’
‘  not all who mcfreakin wander are mcfreakin lost.  ’
‘  i may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled. i have no idea what i’m doing.  ’
‘  a fun and interesting fact about me is that i’m a fucking idiot.  ’
‘  you can start again anytime!  ’
‘  all you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point in wishing you had did differently. the past is the past.  ’
‘  i can’t believe an angel like me has to suffer so much.  ’
‘  you’re all so obsessed with love and being loved. what about just going to sleep?  ’
‘  i’m smart, but i do dumb shit anyway.  ’
‘  tbh i never deal with my emotions. i just let them ravage my body and then go to bed and then i wake up and do it all over again.  ’
‘  first of all: i don’t know shit, so jot that down.  ’
‘  i’ll just ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ my way through life.  ’
‘  i’m tired of things costing money.  ’
‘  don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh?  ’
‘  who cares? do better, move on.  ’
‘  i don’t need a significant other. just a significant income.  ’
‘  appreciation for everyone who’s ever talked to me bc i’m annoying and dumb.  ’
‘  thnks fr th mntl llnss.  ’
‘  what  hasn’t killed me has just made me overly sensitive and defensive.  ’
‘  i don’t know shit ya’ll!!!!! i’m just out here.  ’
‘  binge-watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant.  ’
‘  i’m in the wrong realm and i think everyone can tell.  ’
‘  this might come as a shock but I’m Not Feelin too good my dudes.  ’
‘  i’m alive, but only ironically.  ’
‘  there she goes again being over dramatic and by she, i mean me.  ’
‘  do you ever feel like have tried Too Hard to a friend and now you have become That Obnoxious Weirdo?  ’
‘  lgbt: lasagna! garfield’s beloved treat.  ’
‘  my favorite phrase in the english language is ‘i shit you not.’  ’
‘  i’m a real boring bitch! a snoozer!  ’
‘  i honestly look so good lounging in an oversized t-shirt and no pants. when will someone experience the blessing of domestic living w/ me?  ’
‘  you don’t understand how hard it is to take a selfie when you’re ugly.  ’
‘  you son of a mumford!  ’
‘  hi, i’m here to ruin everything.  ’
‘  you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their hands. for example, if it’s a skeleton hand then they’re dead.  ’
‘  the year is 2020 and i am found guilty of treason against the united states for vague blogging that i hate someone and donald trump thought it was about him.  ’
‘  everybody calm down, we’re going to be fine! :))) we’ve weathered worse than this! :) :) :) :) really all this panic just seems like a huge overreaction imho   ’
‘  no beta readers. we publish our crap writing like men.  ’
‘  i need $$$$$ not feelings.  ’
‘  ‘idk imma see’ = i ain’t coming, never was coming, never considered it, never gave it a single thought, only remembered cause you asked again.  ’
‘  oops, i don’t care lol  ’
‘  why girls always crop the halo out of their selfies? stop being so modest. we know the truth.  ’
‘  maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,  ’
‘  i always get told i look like a bitch bc i’m always glaring while i walk, but i’m not glaring, i’m squinting. i have sensitive eyes. they’re watering.  ’
‘  concept: it’s 3 am. candle lit room. a record is spinning. you’re kissing me. we have no worries in the world. we’re warm and content.  ’
‘  i need to go into the forest and scream for an hour and a half.  ’
‘  pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars.  ’
‘  life really isn’t what i expected it to be. less quicksand. almost no quicksand to be honest. lots of metaphorical quicksand tho.  ’
‘  i have a question for u: like are u done… like is it over?  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive.  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive. for me, it’s myself.  ’
‘  whenever i see police i always try not to act suspicious and fail internally even though i never did anything wrong.  ’
‘  new years resolution: less bitter, more glitter.  ’

6

Paul Wesley says he got best birthday gift from Candice King (x)

anonymous asked:

do you have any klance fic recs?

h*ck yeah i do 

i’m gonna keep this short since most of these are a bit long, but feel free to send me an ask if anyone wants more!


Don’t Forget to Remember Me by CamelotQueen

Words:  4107   One-Shot   Rated: Gen
Summary: Over a decade after the team was launched into space, Keith is back on earth struggling with dissociative amnesia. Luckily he’s not fighting it alone, and his husband is there for him. 
Lots of angst but it’s comforting. 
Review: This will rip your heart out and then tuck it under a warm blanket. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve reread this. 11/10, will probably read again tonight

I’ll Never Leave You Alone by CamelotQueen

Words: 17300   Chapters: 7/7   Rated: Gen
Summary: Second part of Don’t Remember to Forget Me but with a lot more days and a lot more characters. Over a decade after the team was launched into space, Keith is back on earth struggling with dissociative amnesia. Luckily he’s not fighting it alone, he’s got his husband, his husband’s family, as well as the rest of his team there to help. Lots more angst.
Review: I don’t tend to cry to fics, but I cried to this one. The emotions are so tangible, so real, that you can’t help but feel them as your own. The author did a beautiful job with this. Goals. 12/10, a good, well-needed cry.

you had me at merlot by ryomakun

Words: 17333   Chapters: 2/2   Rated: Teen
Summary: Keith accidentally starts a YouTube channel. Lance, of course, refuses to be left out. It goes about as well as you’d expect. (Ft. copious amounts of wine and a truly shameless number of references to MyDrunkKitchen, DailyGrace, and general pop culture) 
Review: The amount of fluff and pining in this… It’s too much to handle. I was red as hell, but it’s so cute and so sweet, and they both care about and want to be with each other so much. If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend. 10/10, I rec this to everyone

you never stood a chance by kagshina / @spacehance

Words:  12221   One-Shot   Rated: Teen
Summary:
 Lance accidentally sends a shirtless gym selfie to Keith, a guy he barely even talks to, saying “bet you wanna lick these nips”. Nothing was supposed to come out of it… until Keith keeps messaging him back.
Review: This fic is honestly so cute. It has barista!Lance, dancer!Keith, and the two pining so hard they can’t even see straight  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
But in all seriousness, this is really well written, and I also recommend this fic to just about everyone! 10/10, am currently reading again

Spilling Like An Overflowing Sink by PastelClark / @pastel-clark

Words: 32379   Chapters: 7/?   Rated: Teen
Summary:
 Lance Alexander Rafael McClain is born in the middle of a summer storm, thunder cracking and rain slamming onto the roof of an old ramshackle house that had seen more than its fair share of children. The miracle baby, that’s what the family had called Lance. In which family is always complicated, Lance’s life hasn’t been all sunshine and rainbows, and he and Keith are really emotionally constipated for each other.
Review: It’s okay, I love death and dying. This fic hits and hits hard. It’s got a lot of warnings, so make sure you read the first authors note before actually reading it, but if you do, it’s so worth it. The prose is beautiful, the emotions are so real.  I just,,, love crying. 11/10 still haven’t finished, but will today.

anonymous asked:

pt1/5 y'know sometimes i think abt ym and the eras... like you've got pre-debut and you could already see yg was so fond of jm and jm looked up to yg alot and loved his attention, then into debut 2013... yg with a little crush, maybe, not that he'd admit it and so gentle w/ jm but not being able to stop himself sometimes (*cough*rookieking*cough*)... then into 2014 and jm starts realising his feelings abt yg go beyond a dongsaeng looking up to his hyung... both a little confused and excited

‘Why am i so proud?’ and ‘suga-hyung, do you want to kiss?’… also those selfies jm tweeted about yg’s teddy bear liking him and the kissing the bear looking… kinda drunk and h*rny ngl… then early 2015… i need u… both of them realising their feelings fully and that their mutual and the flirting/playfulness just goes through the roof but still they’re dancing around each other… but then later half of 2015… mint and orange… run… smth Happened cause the trepidation/slight awkwardness (rooming together in kota anyone?) disappeared and they were honestly All Over Each Other (isac, mama, end of year awards, esp the one w/ perfect man)… then into 2016… young forever… that moment in the yf bts where jm looks at yg like he’s dying… like he’s finally realising how goddamn in love he is… ntm yg’s bday and all that Happened w/ that… yk/ik… the sweater… ‘ is it smth small but twinkle’ (??? confirmed yg wants to elope w/jm)… the way jm acted throughout that entire v live tbh and the now infamous ‘i stayed up all night talking with jiminie’… smiling like it’s hands down best thing to ever happen to him and then further into the year…wings.. Ym in the bst mv… interesting how ym were probably one of the most explicitly coded romantic/sexual pairings in the storyline yet yg and jm are famously known as the ones that can’t act…then the Revelation of jm going’s yg’s house for chuseok break… all award shows where they were, tbh, Obviously Together… all of yg’s obvious staring when jm’s speaking…. The flower vases @ yg’s mum’s restaurant… the comfortable and intimate boyfriend poses in pictures… and so concludes our trip down yoonmin memory lane thanks for being one of the best blogs/people out there and keep doing you

Matthew Daddario Quotes
  • "We call our shoes ‘sneakers,’ right? But they're not really sneaking."
  • "Can't wait till they invent phones with keyboards."
  • "I don't know this guy. He came to hang out so I complimented his hair."
  • "How many artichokes can you eat in one sitting?"
  • "No, go back to my idea!"
  • "Maybe, they'll throw the books out. Just not follow the books anymore."
  • "Hey guys did everyone floss today? You gotta floss every day. Otherwise, your dentist makes you feel bad."
  • "I play piano but I won't call it a talent."
  • "I'm the funniest person in the cast and that's simply because everybody else is so painfully unfunny."
  • "There is literally no memory left in my phone. I took fourteen thousand blue sky photos and I need all of them."
  • "Send him photos of fried chicken and crab cakes."
  • "I have a dentist appt tomorrow. I'm not gonna brush my teeth tonight. Also not going to shower. This is going to be painful for everyone."
  • "You are not trash, you are lovely!"
  • "Don't sign contracts in your blood. It's usually not required by any reputable party."
  • "He's slippin' out his little tongue eating snail treats off the ground."
  • "I will eat anywhere in the house. I'll eat cheese crackers in bed!"
  • "He looks down and sees this wonderful man. He hops down there and smooches that man right on the face. Right in front of everyone."
  • "...it's not fair that he is more handsome than me!!!"
  • "Don't do the hokey pokey around witches."
  • "They're never gonna release the deleted scenes to you guys because they're racy and inappropriate."
  • "This video is going on social media!"
  • "I'm ashamed to admit I lied about the selfies. The phone is 98% cow pictures and I can't delete them. I need a new phone. Forgive me."
  • "Thank god I started sandpapering my feet when I was four."
  • "Is Alec appreciating at an increased rate because of an increase in demand? Or is it the same rate as before."
  • "Note, some alpaca do not appreciate head pats."
  • "If humans lived in barns, we'd be smelly, too."
  • "Had to delete all my cow photos to make room for selfies, so I will say 'I appreciate you, cows.'"
  • "Wow. It's spelled Gollum. Wow. So disappointed. Hiding my own cell phone for the next two weeks."
  • "You're a little kitty cat. Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy kitty cat, kitty cat."
  • "Sometimes when I travel between dimensions, I think, man, I should really buy a sailboat."
  • "If I was running for President, my VP would be a well trained golden retriever."
  • "Who's not going to watch Hamlet in space? I mean, Space Hamlet!"
  • "I just think we should all acknowledge what is awesome about Harry!"
  • "I like eating food after dark."
  • "Generally, people avoid kissing their sister in a healthy life."
  • "If you don't like my zebra leggings, it's because you just don't understand zebra leggings."
  • "I think we should provide more showers for cows."
  • "If I'm having a bad day, I eat pizza."
  • "I hope Google uses the same algorithm to encrypt my email as my pocket does to tie knots with my headphones."
  • "I would own a farm. Not like growing crops but maybe have a few animals like cows, and maybe an alpaca or a llama. I would chop wood all day."
  • "Dog. #dog. Dog. Dog."
  • "Had fun tweeting with/at you guys. Phone is about to die. Gonna go get more double-A batteries."
  • "The jackhammer has been joined by his friend, the concrete saw. Rare that you get two music legends right outside your window like this."
  • "Interdimensional cat smuggling is severely punished. But you can make a killing on the black cat market."
  • "You should just give up on me like I did. So done with me right now I can't even."
  • "What am I fan of? No one's ever asked me this before! Oh man."
  • "I don't know why they say that. I think they're poking fun at me."
  • "Congrats. You deserve that sailboat."
  • "I don't know. I don't have any pet peeve. Yapping little dogs, I guess. Buttons that don't go up right."
  • "Donkeys look like rabbit horses."
  • "Everyone is all, 'follow your heart.' If that worked I'd be watching Shadowhunters in my spaceship."
  • "Am I making this up?"
  • "I don't condone it, but I understand it, and therefore, I will not pass judgment on it."
  • "I can eat a pound of pork rinds."
  • "I am your bird king!"
  • "Baby pigs or baby cows? They're both good options."
  • "I have deleted a single photo from my phone. I have room for one selfie. Living on the edge. If it happens, no second chances."
  • "She gets it at a Shadowhunter tailor where we get all our stuff. Are you serious?"
  • "My cell phone is not the most important thing in my life. It just feels that way."
  • "Kill her immediately. Problem solved."
  • "You're not me? Most people aren't, in my experience."
  • "Man I've spent a whole year talking about sailboats and I could have just jumped on this SHIP."
  • "Reminder not to cite 'game of thrones' as my motivation for getting into politics."
  • "To all the people who threaten to punch me in the face... Do I have to be concerned or is that a love thing?"
  • "Put this on?! Fit it on my body?!"
  • "I’m going to shave today. Nobody will recognize me and I’ll have to reintroduce myself to all my friends."
  • "Don't get me started on this question."
  • "Okay, quick question. What does it mean when someone says they are your 'trash?' Asking for a friend..."
  • "Wait, 'SexyBack' is by Justin Timberlake?"
  • "Everyone's smooching everyone and Alec just wants to do his job. That's why he's the best and deserves a big smooch."

I normally don’t post pics of me crying just the usually selfie. However today is different because today you guys showed me how much you care about me and my transition and want to see me succeed. I am eternally grateful and don’t know where I would be without you guys! I feel like thank you isn’t enough but thank you all so much and I love you.