i dont know if i like this bye

hey hippo campus fans, stop fucking exposing people. in the past like, three weeks, ive heard WAY too many stories about the band members or people associated with the band seeing shit they weren’t supposed to see and its seriously not cool. unless its your original content or you have permission from the person that made it, don’t tweet or DM stuff to the boys. i dont care if it’s memes or he said she said’s, either way, it’s going to get someone’s feelings hurt. personally, i would feel very embarrassed and betrayed if any of my content from this blog was sent to the boys without me knowing about it. like, to the point where i would probably delete and unstan, too. 

this fandom is still pretty small and it’s still a relatively safe and happy place, especially here on tumblr. so don’t ruin that by exposing people. this has been a psa thanks bye

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                                           Thomas turned to see Newt there, smiling.                                                                         That grin sent a wave of reassurance through Thomas,  


     as if he were finding out                                                                                                              the world was okay again.

sometimes harry puts his hands on his hips

alternatively titled: The Reason I Don’t Sleep At Night

look at this u can see his nipple how iconic

wow baby! pop ya hip! 

How To Flirt With Older Men: a guide by Harry Styles

his lil face he’s so cute what a little enraged duckling

look at his tummy and nipples fhkjhffncmsne 

s a s s 

remember 1d day lol he was so done 

he rly looks like a frog here but he’s cute (even his hand looks similar to  frogs? bye)

i honestly dont even know what this is but he’s working the duck lips and that stance?? only the Best Models can master

iconic amazing spectacular wonderful beautiful 

this isnt even in HD but you can tell he’s doing his Creepy Frog Stare and it’s so adorable i love him

anyways this post is really short but i hope u enjoyed this bc look at him he knows what he’s doing 

You know, when you feel unwanted or when you think your friends don’t even think of you as a friend-

Yeah.

—  That’s it.

SO LIKE, I was looking through episodes to answer a post and I just noticed something in Horrificator…

A lot of people already pointed out the difference between the Chloe and Marinette almost-kisses with Adrien

and also Adrien giving Chloe the stink-eye for interrupting his almost-kiss with Marinette–

rude, chloe

But I noticed that right afterwards, Chat Noir was totally thirsty for a kiss??

And he was so thirsty that his lead ups to the kisses didn’t even make any sense??

LIke… Adrien, Chat… my dude… calm.

He really wanted to be kissed that day.

Bonus:

Please look at this cutepatoot’s face as he watches Marinette say her lines. PLEASE LOOK. is that tenderness really just acting we don’t know

list of produce 101 trainees that doesn’t deserve the hate for being in the top 11:

1) kang daniel

2) park jihoon

3) lee daehwi

4) kim jaehwan

5) ong seongwoo

6) park woojin

7) lai guanlin

8) yoon jisung

9) hwang minhyun

10) bae jinyoung

11) ha seongwoon

Things all fangirls/ fanboys can relate to pt.1
  • mom: I wish you'd get off the internet and do something productive with yourself.
  • me: Like..?
  • mom: I don't know like read, or go play sports, or clean your room or something.
  • me: ... i do read, and write, 24/7- it's all i do.
  • Mom: Like what?
  • me: *smashes phone and laptop with sledge hammer* *sets them on fire* *throws them out bedroom window into pool* I'M GONNA PLAY SOME SPORTS NOW... BYE!
Cookies at 3 am

Okay, can I just say I love @coralreefskim​ ??? She’s like the sweetest, caring, kind, amazing, tiny, precious bean ever, like, she might sound like a emo (”I’m Kim and I’m soooooo ~ emo”) and a ‘I don’t know feelings, ma’ type of character, but I swear, I swear she’s a precious bean and I’m just so blessed to even know her. 

So, yes, I wrote this for her because, quoting myself “Like, u are like those anime characters that act all tough and emo but they are also the ones who cook cookies at three am bc a friend of them woke up with a nightmare and they wanted to cheer them up.” So, ta-daaaaah! This fic was born. 

Words: 1137 (Just a drabble, I said. No more than 500 words I said. I regret nothing I say.)

Warning: OOC? MAYBE, DONT CARE. LET ME LIVE WITH PINING LANCE AND CARING SOFT KEITH BYE. 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 


It only takes a soft touch on his forehead for Lance to wake up.

He stares confused at the ceiling for a few seconds, half of his brain trying to control his own breathing and the other part focusing on the cold and yet welcoming touch on his forehead to keep him grounded.

He waits until he no longer hears his own panting when he dares to look to his right side and something inside him flips pleasantly when he meets Keith’s eyes.

His teammate is staring at him, his dark eyes never wavering in the least and only narrowing them with even more concern than before when Lance doesn’t reply to his calling.

His calling. Oh wait, his mouth is moving, right, words, what –

“Lance –?”

“I’m okay.” Lance blurts out, mouth twitching when Keith’s eyes widen in surprise at the sudden answer, “I’m- I’m okay, Mullet. It was just a nightmare.”

Keith purses his lips at the nickname, fully knowing that Lance was trying to shrug off the concerns with jokes and teasing. Lance knows it’s a long shot to convince him otherwise; they have been getting closer the past few months, what it started as a forced companionship turned into a close friendship, maybe even more than that if he allowed himself to explore his own feelings.

Not right now, Lance’s heart. Buzz off.

“Keith, seriously, I’m fine, dude.” Lance chuckles, tired and small but still with a faint smile. “Thank you for checking up on me, though.”

Keith only hums and it’s only then when Keith drops his hand that Lance realizes he hadn’t removed his hand from his forehead the entire time.

Damn, Lance misses the touch now.

He doesn’t show it though. Instead, he pushes himself up on the bed, nudging Keith’s shoulder playfully. Keith scoffs at the action but shoves back at him, smirking with a gleam of challenge before his eyes soften and lean closer to Lance’s side.

“Home?” He questions quietly, eyes scanning every corner of Lance’s face.

Lance opens his mouth to deny it but then he let his shoulders drop, letting out a sigh and shrugging helplessly, smiling in defeat at his friend.

‘What can you do, right?’ he says with his eyes, and Keith’s frown only deepens more.

‘Watch me.’ Keith’s eyes reply with the same determination and fire Lance only see in them during battles. Lance can only stare confused at Keith before the black haired teen stands up and leaves the room without a word.

Lance pouts as the door closes and his room is left in darkness once again.

“Sure, leave my heart on my throat with your soft touches and caring gaze.” Lance mumbles, puffing his cheeks in annoyance before grabbing his comforter and pulling it over his head, still glaring at the door Keith had disappeared to. “Dumb Emo Mullet.”

He resigns himself to scroll down his tablet, fully knowing he wasn’t going back to bed anytime soon and he only had a few more hours left before their morning training session begun. No point of sleeping now.

Lance’s halfway through Chapter 5 of Altean’s version of Romeo and Juliet when the door of his room slides wide open and Keith enters casually, holding a small bowl with one of his hands while closing the door behind him with his free one.

Lance arches an eyebrow at him in question but Keith ignores him until he’s back taking his original place on Lance’s bed.

Keith shoves the bowl into Lance’s hands without a warning, his eyes looking away from the brunet and rubbing his arm almost nervously. Lance’s confusion only grows at the sight before he looks down at the bowl and gaps in surprise.

“You made cookies.” Lance deadpans, eyes never leaving the small green circles inside the bowl before a small happy laugh leaves his mouth, “You made cookies!”

Keith grumbles, pulling his legs up to sit cross legged on the bed, rocking himself back and forth. “Well, yeah.” He mumbles, puffing his cheeks, eyes looking anywhere but Lance’s way.

Lance’s smile only widens. “You…You made cookies for me?”

The brunet’s heart melts when Keith groans and presses his hands over his face, embarrassed. Lance wishes he could see the blush that it’s definitely on Keith’s face right now.

“Yes, I did.” Keith murmurs lowly before sighing and removing one of his hands to catch Lance’s eye.

“You made cookies for me at three am.” Lance repeats slowly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion but his smile never wavering, “Why?”

Keith shrugs nonchalantly. “You…You were sad. I wanted to make you less sad, I don’t know…”

Lance doesn’t even try to hide his coos.

“Keithy-boy! Mullet! Angry ball of fur!” Lance gasps, one of his hands clutching his chest, “You…I can’t believe you…This is…How did you –?”

Keith rubs the back of his neck sheepishly as he answers. “Hunk helped me one time to make cookies for Shiro. He was feeling under the weather and I talked to Hunk and he told me he used to bake you cookies when you were feeling sad, and I know they are not the same as Hunk’s but maybe for now they will do, and I just…well yeah, just – you know, wanted to help.”

‘Be still my heart.’ Lance chants in his head as he stares fondly at the shifty teen in front of him.

The brunet chuckles under his breath, his eyes getting a little misty with emotion but he swipe them quickly, waving Keith’s concern off as soon as he catches the action.

“I’m fine, I just…thank you, Keith.” Lance whispers, eyes fond and honest as he grabs Keith’s hand and squeezes, “Seriously, thank you. You didn’t have to and yet…”

“Of course I did.” Keith replies easily, smiling back at the brunet, “You…You are the one who taught me about family, you know. Of course I’m going to do anything in my power to help.”

Lance lets out a wet laugh. “It was just a silly nightmare.”

Keith shakes his head stubbornly. “No, it wasn’t. Not for you, not for me. I’m here for you, you know.”

Lance’s smile waters and then he nods, dropping his head on Keith’s shoulder and sniffling loudly.

“I do.” He chokes out, “I do know. Thank you.”

Keith hums, hands automatically on Lance’s frame to pull him closer. They stay like that for a few minutes before Keith breaks the silence.

“Okay, just fyi, if there’s a pink hair in some of those cookies, I confess that one of the mice fell on the mix by accident. Totally not my fault.”

It’s Lance’s booming laughter that wakes the entire team up for their morning training instead of the alarm. No one complains for once.

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duality of man and woman, (2017)

okay so im killing two birds with one stone with this one. not only is it aroha selca day but i was tagged by quite a few people for those selfie + bias games so im finally getting around to those as well! 

to name a few, i was tagged by @shootinglovemp4 @hyungwon @greyspaace @lilacnamjoon @gigglyindie and i think @kiryues and @peachouji but i cant remember if thats who it was sdjfls

ill go ahead and tag some as well; and as always no pressure whatsoever!! ill try and tag a few of my newer mutuals + old friends: 

@kystal @sang1l @wonhoshugs @fishpun @17dad @hweein @vromantic @nctmark @starsforchenle @chanyeolpark @swimmingfool @hanichul @shrimpdinner @jenolees @whysuga @dokyuml @cherryjaehyun @rockybin @chabooty

part 2; lies and deceit

Part one

Pairings: jungkook x reader x taehyung 

Genre: angst | fluff | light smut (later on)

Description: two best friends, both have lies that can hurt you, but one is going to hurt you more than the other. 

Word Count: 3k

a/n:  this part is super cheesy lol but i don’t care bc i felt cheesy and angsty..  as i said before i want to make this scenario as short as possible but we’ll see.. or i might just stop altogether. either way i really hope some of you like it and again thank you so much for taking the time to read. 

People always seemed to be intimated by you for some reason. Each time you walked the halls people gave you this strange look as if they couldn’t understand you, as if you weren’t like them in anyway. Which is why you never had any friends your freshman year of high school. None. Not a soul wanted to sit beside you in class, you were usually left with empty seats on either side of you. During lunch it was the same, you’d sit at the end of a table while the other students filled the seats on the other side. At first you didn’t seem to mind, it’s not like your main focus in high school was to have tons of friends and as your mother would say “experience the best years of your life”. What you really wanted was to focus on grades and getting the perfect GPA. But eventually the emotionless attitude wore out and the suppressed feelings from being an outcast caught up to you..

The first half of your freshman year was outstanding in grades but a complete failure in making any friends or feeling good about yourself, feeling happy.

The only friends you had were books, you’d stay almost everyday after school reading or spending extra time with a teacher to get ahead in the class. Which is how you ran into the one person who would change everything for you.

Jeon Jungkook was popular since birth, or so the rumors went, he was admired by everyone. Every single person in the high school knew him, including the upperclassmen. They loved the bad boy vibes he had, his leather jackets and boots, his one earring he wore, his dark hair and eyebrows, the intimidating and menacing look he had. He was most known for his skills in sports and dating girls older than him. You had three classes with the guy but never paid him any attention, he was loud and obnoxious and it annoyed you. Of course he had the looks, and the body but with his cocky attitude none of it appealed to you. As far as you knew he didn’t even know you existed, if you passed by it was like nothing, he was oblivious to your presence. So for you he didn’t matter.

It was a regular day for you, you were putting your books away in your locker, the halls were empty and everyone had left long ago. You were getting ready to leave yourself. You didn’t hear when Jungkook came marching down the hallway, his face red and full of rage, his big fists clenching at his sides ready to punch anything that was in his way. All you heard was the loud slam of your locker in your face and its echo filling the hallway. You’d expect a scream or squeal to escape your lips but your mouth stayed shut.

“Oh shit! I’m sorry are you hurt?!” Jungkook quickly asks once he see’s someone behind the locker he just punched, his voice trembling still with anger but now more worried. He focuses on you now to see if he did hurt you in anyway and was completely taken back, the sight of you quickly dissolved all the anger he was feeling before and replaced it with something else.

You didn’t hear a word he said, you didn’t even see who it was exactly. You had your eyes closed tight and your hands up to your ears to block out any sound, all you heard was the rapid beating of your heart, it wasn’t even in sync the beating was all over the place.

He touches your shoulder and you open your eyes. They widened when you recognized the guy in front of you. Jungkook was speaking to you his lips moving fast and his brows furrowed displaying a look of full worry and hopelessness. But you couldn’t hear him you still had your ears covered and you were still shaking. He touches your shoulder again and stands closer to you, he only said one word this time and you knew that word. Your name. Jungkook knew your name.

Keep reading

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i know i said this before but like. klance high school au. i claim this. it’s mine.

(dont repost!)