i have a friend who would probably love this

how am I not meant to cry about the fact that chris doesn’t think she’s a good friend? that girl has backed every single girl in the girl squad from day one like this girl literally left a bus vilde was kicked off and was the one who asked sana to join the bus because she’s just a friendly girl who probably didn’t even know how much that would’ve even meant to sana plus countless other examples like this girl deserves to know what an absolute blessing she is in her friend’s lives and how much they love her not only for being there for them but because of who she is in essence

anonymous asked:

Do you know of any good Artist!AU fics?

I do! I hope you like these, if anyone sees any that I missed don’t hesitate to let me know! (Gif by @viktvr​!)


Artist AU


like your french girls by ebenroot, Teen, 102k
In which Victor is an artist, Yuuri is his figure skating muse, and Yuri is so done hearing about their stupid love story through Instagram. WOW THIS IS AMAZING!!

Yuri On Paper by WhiteMarsh, Explicit, 10k (WIP)
Yuuri has looked up to brilliant artist Victor for nearly a decade so when Victor hosts a six-month art class, he jumps at the opportunity. What could go wrong? Pretty much everything. This is great so far!

Ink on Ice by Daughter of Vayu (aquaregia), Teen, 43k
Because a mangaka and figure skater just didn’t mix together. Or so people thought until they saw Katsuki Yuuri and Viktor Nikiforov. This is such a good fic!

Wings by maygunbun, Gen, 2.2k
Street artist Katsuki Yuuri wakes up to find that his wall art has been altered by the famous Viktor Nikiforov. From there, the two get to know each other despite having never met face-to-face, for a picture speaks a thousand words. Thumbs up!

life and love by novocaine_sea, Gen, 12k
Twenty-two year old Yuuri Katsuki travels to Italy to study photography. One day, while going around the city taking photos he gets lost and ends up at a coffee shop, ultimately meeting one Victor Nikiforov who would take him all around Florence, showing him what life and love are really all about. Italian Victor… I mean?? So perfect!

Scrambled Eggs and Waffles by ayyyywhatsup, Teen, 9.1k
Yuuri, someone who hates mornings, picks up a job at his parent’s breakfast diner. If it weren’t for his friends Yuuko and Phichit, he’d have probably fried off his face by now. Viktor comes in one day, and leaves behind little pieces of art behind on napkins. Very sweet one shot!

gays on ink: an epic love story by thankyouforexisting, Teen, 5.6k
Yuuri looks up from where he’s wringing his hands together in his lap, nervous, heart beating way too fast, and looks at his 73 copyrighted Victor Nikiforov posters, and the framed picture by his bed, and the copies of Victor’s artwork that he’s got lying on his nightstand. “Maybe it would be better to go somewhere else,” he chokes out, a bit strangled. Artist!Yuuri high school AU!

Getting to Partner With the Hot Guy in Class by asokab, Not Rated, 833 words
Imagine your otp having to draw each other. They’d pay attention to the favorite details about one another. But not knowing each other will make it awkward. Cute!

PS I miss you. by Viktor__Nikiforov, Mature, 21k (WIP)
When Yuuri’s Idol follows him on instagram, praising his art, Yuuri might have had a heartattack. But what happens when their internet friendship becomes more. Can it work? Rec’d by a follower!

Androgyny by SoraRyuuzaki, Teen, 7.7k (WIP)
“Victor Nikiforov, who was a regular back before he moved to Los Angeles, has quickly resumed his patronage at the café, which also boasts paintings by a young artist signed Y. Katsuki. One painting in particular, which yet remains untitled, is an obvious homage to Victor Nikiforov’s first famous painting, Androgyny. Art enthusiasts can visit this homage, which evokes all sorts of powerful emotions, at the King and the Coffee in Detroit.” Hasn’t updated in awhile, but it’s really good so far!

urgent need of gravity by RennieOnIceCream (Hitsugi_Zirkus), Teen, 36k (WIP)
In which Yuuri is a make-up artist working in a small salon when he’s suddenly invited to work for big time fashion brand Stammi Vicino right alongside its top male model, Viktor Nikiforov, and love isn’t all glitter and perfectly-winged eyeliner. Makeup artist AU!

I will break the ice of your heart by Madlymiho, Explicit, 35k (WIP)
Yuuri is a talented but very shy student who enters in a new university for his last year. There, he meets a coldhearted and strict philosophy teacher: Viktor Nikiforov. Despite their differences, the two of them start to get closer… art student Yuuri! Thumbs up!

A Sketchbook of You by S_naly, Gen, 7.5k (WIP)
Nearly two weeks ago, Yuuri came across the most beautiful sight he seen. He had gotten out of bed early to hopefully sketch and paint the fresh snow-ridden Hogwarts scenery, but was distracted instead with an ethereal figure gracefully ice skating on the Great Lake. Hogwarts AND an artist AU!

the golden hour by wynsolstice, Teen, 7k
The photographer blinked at him before smiling brightly. Without warning, he grabbed Yuuri by the hand. His skin was smooth, and very, very warm. Biting his lip, Yuuri glanced up at him. Photographer Victor!

There is no one that Diana can love without knowing that she will eventually lose them

Even if Steve had lived, she’s immortal and Diana would eventually have to watch him grow old and die while she stays the same. (This probably does happen with Sami, Charlie, and Etta)

She joins the Justice League knowing that her friends will either die in battle or of old age, and she will never see them again

And the only people who share her longevity, her family, are barred for her forever because she chose to leave themyscira and can never return

No wonder Diana doesn’t smile in Batman Vs Superman. She’s endured half a century of loss and heartbreak, starting with the first man she ever loved. She’s tired
Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 1)

A/N: I thought I would post this first because I planned the plot in like 5 mins and currently having writers block for the 2 requested ones but I hope they will be up by next week. Enjoy, like and follow. Requests are not open until further notice. Much love. Send me feedback on what you think so far. Part 2 ? .xx

(Part 2)

Originally posted by knightlley

Life is great when you know you have at least one loyal best friend. It’s better than having 10 okay friends. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to have entered my life and that was my best friend, Jeff Atkins.

We in actual fact met because of our parents since we’re both neighbours and was new to the neighbourhood at the time, Jeff’s parents had invited us over to his house for dinner. I was shy to speak to someone who was as handsome as Jeff, I wasn’t one to speak to boys in a hurry and where I came from was an all girls school. Knowing that I’m going to the same school as him also had given me the chills, who knows what’s in stored for me. Though that night Jeff had gotten me to show my bubbly and loud side - we had a lot in common.

Jeff introduced me to his friends which I was glad they were all easy to make conversations with but I didn’t believe they were being genuine about who they say they were.

Through time, I started to have feelings for Jeff as more than a friend. This really did scare me because I didn’t want to lose the friendship we had. Worst case scenario is me telling him that I love him and have been in love with him since the start, all he would say is nothing and probably laugh at me like everyone else.

I thought to myself that I should set my feelings for him aside and just worry about our friendship. Problem is that he has a girlfriend named Jazmin for a while now. He seems to be head over heels for her and well I can’t change that. She was the new girl at our school, Jeff couldn’t stop talking about her and since Clay was her buddy, it was a bonus for Jeff so he had an excuse to talk to her. They’ve been dating for a good 6 months.

Later today our whole school was invited to Jess’ house party. As much as I didn’t want to go Jeff insisted that I come with and of course Jazmin was going to tag along. No hate to her, she’s really sweet and pretty - everything that I’m not - we both had become acquaintances.

It was currently 3pm and the party was at 6pm. I was busy studying and decided on getting ready at 5 since Jess’ house is literally 5 minutes away from mine. As I was just about to get back to studying my notifications went off, it was a message from Hannah asking if I was going. I replied back saying yes and hoped to see her there. I left my phone aside and was finishing off my summaries. My phone was ringing this time, I groaned in annoyance, we’re all going to see each other later today anyway so I don’t see what’s the need for the messages and phone calls.

It was a call from Jeff. “Hello” I answered plainly. “Sup bestie” Jeff enthused. “Busy studying well was until you interrupted me. How about you ?” I asked. “Oh my bad Miss. Y/L/N looks like the next time I shouldn’t bother to phone you at all” he said sarcastically. “That’s fine by me” I giggled. “Anyways I just wanted to know if you need a ride ? I’m just on my way to fetch Jazmin and thought I can pop by to pick you up” he said. “Nah it’s okay, thanks for the offer, though I’ll walk” I said. “Are you kidding me ? Do you know how dangerous it is for you to walk alone at night ? I’m coming to pick you up. No buts. See you in a bit” he said lastly and ended this call. Gosh this boy.

I left my work as it was on my study table and started looking through my closet for an outfit. I finally picked out a cropped black lace off the shoulder top with denim short shorts paired with adidas original superstars. I left my hair as its natural wavy state with subtle make up on. I sprayed on some perfume, grabbed my phone and decided to sit on my front porch whilst I waited. 2 minutes later Jeff parks in front, I jumped in the back “Hey” I smiled. “Heya” they replied back. “I love your outfit” she said as she looked at me through the rear mirror. “Aww thanks, I love yours too” I said and turned to look at her in the passenger seat. I felt Jeff look at me through the rear mirror but he didn’t say anything.

We got to the party and as soon as we got there we 3 had dispersed. Well, I was on my own and I’m sure they’re somewhere here together. I walked into Jess’ house and taking in my surroundings, as close as Jess and I may stay we aren’t the bestest of friends though we’re good enough acquaintances.

I spotted Clay and Hannah talking by the couch. “Aww well if it ain’t my favourite people” I cooed. They’re so cute honestly get married already. “Oh hey Y/N it’s good to see you here other than worrying about your books” Clay said and pulled me in for a hug. “Look who’s talking, this isn’t my first party Jensen. I’m the one shocked to see you here that goes for you too Han” I said. “I thought I should try something different” Clay said. “Same here” Hannah added. “I can tell you both did, loving the hair by the way Hannah" I said lastly and faded off into the kitchen.

All I need right now was a drink though I’m not talking about alcohol. Alcohol is not always the option when you’re sad. I poured myself a cup of Coca Cola and walked back to where Clay, and Hannah was. “You guys want a drink ?” I asked. “Nah we’re good” Hannah smiled and shook the cup in her hand. I thought I might as well sit next to them on the couch but then Jess and Justin beat me to it. They were both clearly pissed drunk but it was more evident on Jess. “Hey Y/N” she waved. “Hii” I waved back at them. She then moved her attention to the suck and blow game happening in front of them. “Hey ! We want to play too” Jess whined. I took a quick look at all the participants and surprise surprise, Jeff and Jazmin were playing too. Can I even stand to watch this ?

The card started from Zach to Sheri, to Monty to another blonde, to Jeff. I don’t even know his this boy couldn’t hold onto that card for a few seconds longer. It fell from his lips and he was quick to connect his with Jazmin. “Excuse me” I told Clay and Hannah. They know. I walked out to the front yard and sat on the staircase, I tried not to cry from the pain but I was weak. A tear dropped onto my thigh, I quickly wiped away my tears in hopes that no one sees me crying - I don’t want to cause a scene - their was a hand placed on my shoulder. I looked back to the person and it was Zach. “Hey are you okay ?”

I saw so many “anti-noorhelm” posts lately that I just have to say something.

I have to remind you of all the good things about William (probably I forget about something, but you got the point)

  1. Yes, he was fuckboy. But he changed. For her. Because he wanted to be with her. At the end of s2 he was completely different person than before.
  2. Remember when Jonas and Chris P get into a fight? And what William said back then? That he would kill somebody who kissed his girlfriend. Because that’s who William is. He don’t want to feel and getting hurt. But when he cares he is loyal and lovely and amazing.
  3. He cares about his friends and this is very very important.
  4. He beat Yakuza guy, when this little shit called Iben per “Slut”
  5. He lost his sister for god sake! He’s family is a mess. He’s brother is psycho.
  6. He prepared blanket and cocoa for Noora
  7. He can play guitar
  8. He offered Noora his bed. He wanted to sleep on a sofa because he knew sleeping with him could be awkward for her
  9. He wanted to make her breakfast
  10. He was with his friends on a spring break but he still thought about Noora
  11. He told her about Jonas and Isabelle
  12. He missed her
  13. He was heartbroken when Noora said she doesn’t like him
  14. This smile when she kissed him? OMG I live for that smile! He was so happy she’s finally his.
  15. This whole scene in bed? They were fucking adorable and so happy and everyone who thinks different must be completely blind!
  16. He tried to protect her from his stupid psycho brother
  17. Noora told him about her family. And he supported her. And it was important.
  18. Okay, he was horny. But he’s a boy! Teenage boy! It’s normal. 
  19. He kept their relationship in secret, because Noora wanted it and he wanted to make her happy even when he thought she should tell Vilde about them.
  20. He challenged Noora. He made her see that there are always two side of the same coin. And that’s good. People need people. People learn from other people.
  21. He doesn’t gave up on her when she pushed him away after “bottle accident”
  22. He didn’t want to spend his russ buss time with friends, knowing that something is wrong with her; She was the most important thing for him
  23. When she had a panic attack he just hug her. He hold her until she calmed herself. He made her feel safe, loved and he just lay with her with his arms around her. 
  24. He didn’t check her facebook when he had an opportunity; he believed her and trusted her
  25. He wrote fucking amazing article for her
  26. He made her get out of bed and go to Eva’s.
  27. He loves her.
  28. He was going to come for her at any time when she was at Eva’s house
  29. He told her about his family; He opened himself for her
  30. He was angry but he still talked to her because he couldn’t leave without saying goodbye
  31. He was an asshole during this conversation because being rude was his shield for so many years. Yet he came back for Noora because he’s changed. He wanted to be a douche bag like he always was but he couldn’t. He’s not the same person. He needs Noora and want to be happy.
  32. He felt guilty for Nikolai’s behavior
  33. He confessed his guilt on police station
  34. He is totally adorable
  35. He doesn’t deserve so much hate

Often I hear opinion that because of William, Noora stopped being herself, independent and strong. Well bullshit! He didn’t changed her. She just showed her other face: very soft and broken. Seriously, she hasn’t had an easy life. Unloving, lonely, probably with eating disorder. And she wasn’t talk about it with anyone. She kept everything inside, pretending that she is okay. She never was. William didn’t changed her. He figured her out.
He showed her she doesn’t always has to be perfect, that she can break down and he’s not going to judge. That it’s okay to trust someone and that he loves her defects as much as everything else. He made her feel comfortable and loving and safe. 

And I can’t believe he could have another girl in London. 

And I hate Thomas that he left and ruined my Noorhelm.

And I am sorry for my English, but it’s not my native language.

I guess that’s all.

Anyone agree? 

Just going to address a few things in regards to our favourite pair, Cole and Lili.

They’re not a PR thing. I am 1000% certain about this. Had they been, by now we would have had an album full of photos of them kissing and holding hands all over town. You all have to remember something important here, the SH family are geniuses. I have never seen such an astute bunch of people. So many of you have proven you have the right qualifications to join the FBI or even become private investigators. The only reason the rumours about SH dating started was because of this community here on Tumblr being able to piece together every little crumb that was thrown our way and complete the puzzle. The media caught wind of this because our sleuthing made its way to Twitter. Most of the articles speculating on SH have used evidence from a “SH are dating” thread on Twitter. So it’s us, the fans, who figured it out. Lili has been giving us clues for months - not because she wanted people to know, but because she wanted to share as much of her relationship with her man by still remaining private. Cole and Lili didn’t know people would become so invested in their love life, that’s probably why they toned it down this last month. If they were just “friends” I can assure you they would not be so secretive all the time. Why would two friends care if people think they’re dating? If anything, they would revel in these dating rumours and use it to promote Bughead as much as possible. But you know why they don’t? Because they care more about their offscreen romance than they do their onscreen one. They’re protecting this beautiful bond they have.
Also, Cole is the last person on the planet who would ever agree to publicity stunts. He is so anti celebrity and anti Hollywood. He rarely even promotes Riverdale nor does he contribute to the live tweeting sessions every week. So why the hell would he sign up for a relationship that’s all PR? Anyway, I’ve never doubted that Cole and Lili were together and in love. I’ll admit, recently I had my worries that they might have been on a break - and who knows - maybe they really were, and they worked everything out yesterday or today even. Regardless, I think they’ve both agreed to be a little more open about being together and that’s why we’ve been spoiled with a lot of goodies today. Cole has definitely shown signs of slowly becoming more publicly affectionate towards Lili by showing her face in his IG story last week, and commenting with heart eyes on her photo. Does it honestly surprise anyone that this is happening? It was building up to this. They won’t stay quiet forever. One only needs to look at Cole and Lili when they’re standing next to each other and there is no denying the chemistry between those two. It’s palpable.

As for the people thinking Lili’s caption about the breakfast date being about the dog … please just look up the word subtext. Cole was the most noticeable part of that photo - thanks to the one jacket he owns - and if you pay attention you’ll notice his face in the table’s reflection … just saying. Lili’s clever; she knows exactly what’s she’s doing.
She clearly used the dog as a cover up to not have to blatantly say, “Hey, ya’ll, Cole and I are on a date”. Read between the lines. She was on a date with Cole, obviously. The dog most likely belonged to the people sitting next to them.
Today they indirectly told us they’re dating, and that was probably their intention all along. They’re never going to come right out and mouth the words “we’re together”; they’re going to keep doing it in the most sneakiest and cryptic ways.

Ps, if you’re a hater, I’m not interested in hearing your negative opinion on this. Go complain or sulk in your own tags.

I would also like to use this little platform I have to send this message.

PLEASE DO NOT BLAME MUSLIMS FOR THIS ATTACK!

It is believed that the suicide bomber was Iranian, and most probably called himself a Muslim, but he does not represent the true meaning of being a Muslim, anybody who knows anything about the religion or has an understanding about it will know, that being a Muslim is about peace, showing kindness and being a good person, not killing innocent people.

So please, show your Muslim friends love and support in this time, show them you know better than to blame them, please don’t take this attack as an excuse to be racist or cruel, as I said Muslims are not to blame, and not many people will speak out about this, so I will.

The suicide bomber, while he may have believed he was a Muslim was not. He was a cruel, heartless man, and I hope he’s paying for what he’s done.

i got tagged!

so some people tagged me xD ill do this

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 10 people :)

Name/Nickname: my name is evelyn you can call me eve :)

Where you’re
from?: Spain

Favourite colour
: Green and purple

Do you like spicy food
: yeah

Biggest fear(s)
: i guess getting hate? dunno.

Top 3 hobbies
: play games and watch YT

How many siblings you have
: a younger brother

iPhone or Android
: Android

Somewhere you’d love to visit
: Ireland and canada :)

If you could meet one person, who would it be
: all of my friends online

Artist/band you’d love to see in concert
: probably NSP or nate
Favourite YouTubers
: oh boy here we go: jacksepticeye markiplier pewdiepie natewantstobattle mandopony crankgameplays game grumps lordminion777 muyskerm (idk how to write his username) seagull

Favourite thing about yourself
: i dont really like myself.

Something you’re looking forward to
: RYC 100 from Sean <3
tag 10: mkay.
@painttoolsighs @mimiloverfox @kurokeiko @atomiktaco and evrybody else that wants to do it!

anonymous asked:

i'm so tired of you dumbasses uses his fucking mental illness as a fucking excuse for fucking everything. he's a fucking manipulator and liar just accept jt

his mental illness is not an “excuse”. it is a reason. his mental illness is not our scapegoat. it is our connection to him. we all know what it feels like to be in his shoes. we don’t go into a relationship to hide something from the people we love or to intentionally manipulate or hurt them. to imply otherwise is pretty “fucking” ableist.

maybe i can grant you being angry at even. maybe, and it really is a hard maybe. but if you think this makes him a terrible person, if you think this means his and isak’s relationship isn’t built on love and trust, then maybe i should refer you to the passe på meg clip again, where isak refused to clue even in on what he did in /his/ past, and even not once pushed him into it.

neither of them are saints, most likely. but neither of them are liars or manipulative people and neither of them would do anything to intentionally hurt the other. even feels ashamed of what he did and who he is, and i can guarantee you you have never felt even an ounce of what he probably feels. and i cannot begin to explain to you the guilt that comes with the knowledge you have to hide something about your life from the ones you love out of shame. but you sometimes feel like you do.

he’s not manipulating isak, the same way isak isn’t manipulating him for not telling him he broke his best friend and his girlfriend up (and then told her not to tell his best friend, which comes back to the subject of shame), the same way neither of them are innocent of being flawed. to think they won’t stand by each other after everything they’ve been through, to think they won’t protect each other – even if it’s by omitting a part of their lives they’re most ashamed of – is very ignorant of you, my love. 

and that’s all i’ll be saying about that. please leave your anger and prejudice at the door, and help yourself to the unfollow button, because this is, and always will be, a safe place for both even bech næsheim and isak valtersen.

baker family hcs if eveline didnt take them over pt 1

because they are pure and i want them to be happy

Jack Baker
- he would probably be the guy who makes dad jokes
- “ya know why the sun doesn’t have to go to college??”
“dad no”
“cause it already has 28 million degrees!”
“dad oml”
- he scares Lucas’s friends a lot for shits in giggles
- probably gets his axe and say “here’s jacky!!”
- while his friends are screaming and Jack is laughing so fuckin hard and Lucas is just like “dad please only I’m allowed to do this stop”
- he loves marguriete’s cooking! he likes her pancakes
- honestly he loves his wife so much asdfghjkl
- he hates his house
- it’s so fucking big he just wants to go to the bathroom
- ??? y u hate mansion Jack?
- if he ever got a daughter he would spoil her so hardd
- “jack ur spoiling her too much”
“marguriete she is precious”
“oml Jack”
- probably picks up his wife a lot
- then picks up lucas
- and just marches around the kitchen
- Lucas being like “dad let me go!!” and marguriete “jack!!” while laughing
- TL;DR: he’s basically a fucking dad
- when he firsts meet Ethan and Mia, he’s like
- “oml Zoe has friends??” ( let’s pretend in this au, Zoe made friends with Ethan and Mia )
- he shows them his fake props to scare his son and his friends
- ( he would never scare marguriete too hard, hell just sneak up behind her )
- “y u torture ur son and his friends??” “it’s very funny to see them scared, it’ll never cease to please me”
- he lets Ethan and Mia join one of his scare pranks and once they’re done they’re just laughing while Lucas wants to d i e
- oml Jack likes cooking??
- yes he likes cooking and its fucking great
- it’s a lil burnt but that’s fine
- u can say anything to him but say anything about his family or Ethan and Mia and ull be seeing a lot of aggressive verbal yelling
- but in all seriousness Jack is a man who should never actually hurt anyone even if he was force to because he’s just a sweet old man he doesn’t want to hurt anyone violence gets u no where in life
- he forgets rooms exists sometimes
- “oh damn there’s a basement??? and a safe house?? marguriete did u know this??”
“yes dear, u just forgot about them.”
“ohhh….OMG THERES A CAVE MARGURIETE”
“it’s not a cave sweetheart it’s a runaway tunnel just in case
if dangerous people came”

oh man there’s so much more but tbh that’ll be too much so see ya!!

Next: Marguriete Baker!

A Little Help

Hi guys! I wrote this on my phone and I haven’t been to sleep in forever, so I’m pretty positive this is just some rambly words about Tom and the reader wanting to be in a relationship, but being too shy to actually tell the other. So, instead, they just do small things to help each other out. P. S., Harrison ships it. I hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by spiderholland

A Little Help

“You need help, let me grab that for you,” Tom said, reaching up to plunk the novel from the shelf. “Which one do you want?” Tom asked, bringing a hand to rest upon her waist to readjust her position to point out the book she’d been trying to obtain.

    She stood up on her tiptoes, eyes desperately seeking to survey the shelf clearer, “I actually don’t have one particular in mind, would it be a bother to just take everything by Pablo Neruda down?”

    “Course not,” Tom said and easily picked all the Neruda’s out for her. “Who is he?”

    Her eyes widened and she smiled, happy to tell Tom everything she knew about Pablo Neruda. “He’s a famous Chilean poet, I mean, he eventually went into the political field, but I mostly know him from his poetry. When I was in high school, my best friend and I were obsessed with a poem he wrote called, ‘My Ugly Love.’”

She was starting to ramble and she knew that Tom probably couldn’t give two shits about the ugly love spoken about in the poem, but she was so close to him and he smelled good, and his chest was firm when she leaned into him, so it would be a fair statement to say that she was beyond distracted. “It starts out-”

Tom didn’t remove his hand from her waist, figuring that if she didn’t like it, she’d step back from him. His gaze flickered from her lips, to the rosy flush gliding across her cheeks, and then up to her eyes. Tom drank in her words about Pablo Neruda, still not quite registering who he was, but still completely absorbed by her words.

As he listened to her, still holding an assortment of novels in his hands, he accidentally cut her off completely. “Wait, do you have it memorized?”

She was nearly positive that her entire body was tinged pink, “Yeah, I won’t bore you with the details, I just like the poem because it’s different.”

“No, no, tell me. I wanna hear about it. I just got,” Tom searched for an appropriate word. “Excited?” Truly, Tom had cut her off because she looked so endearing that he thought that he would physically blow up if he didn’t kiss her.

He loved it when she talked about stuff like this, he could tell it was one of the few times that she actually felt confident in voicing her opinions.

“My ugly love, you’re a messy chestnut.

My beauty, you are pretty as the wind.

Ugly: your mouth is big enough for two mouths.

Beauty: your kisses are fresh as new melons.

Ugly: where did you hide your breasts?

They’re meager, two little scoops of wheat.

I’d much rather see two moons across your chest,

two huge proud towers.

Ugly: not even the sea contains things like your toenails.

Beauty: flower by flower, star by star, wave by wave,

Love, I’ve made an inventory of your body.

My ugly one, I love you for your waist of gold.

my beauty, for the wrinkle on your forehead.

My Love: I love you for your clarity, your dark.”

She finished and looked up to him with a smile on her face.

“So, what do you think?” She asked him, reaching up to sift through the books that Tom had gotten down for her.

“How do you know the best of everything?” Tom muttered, eyes widened, because, as usual, she was right. The poem was supremely different from any of the traditionally romantic sonnets that he’d read.

She smiled and unwound herself from his grasp and wandered down the next aisle, in search for her friend and Harrison, who’d accompanied them to the bookstore.

Tom, still leaned up against the shelf was slow to notice Harrison’s approaching figure.

“Dude, you need to ask her out. It’s getting ridiculous. Everybody, even strangers, already think you’re together, so why not make it real? Not as if she’s going to say no.” Harrison urged.

Shrugging his shoulders and racking his brain for an adequate response, Tom eventually stuttered out, “you never know, she could just want to be friends, and then if I ask her out, then she won’t even wanna be that.”

Harrison rolled his eyes, “Well then, mate, better wipe that drool off your chin.”

The next morning, in a haste to open the door for her, Tom had accidentally whacked himself in the face with it. Now, he not only sported a bloody nose, but also a split lip. Still, he wasn’t complaining.

She’d freaked out when she saw the blood drip from his nose and the bruises already forming on his jaw and had rushed him home. She stood in between Tom’s legs, while he perched on her kitchen table, and held up towels to stop the bleeding.

“Tom, literally what the hell?” She murmured, gliding her soft palm across his lower lip.

“I told you, I saw a bee and I didn’t want it to sting you,” Tom lied. Obviously, there hadn’t been a bee, but he refused to tell her that he’d nearly broken his face purely to hold the door open for her.

“But I never saw it? I didn’t even hear one, and besides, it wasn’t like there were flowers around. Why would a bee wander over here?” She mused, walking to the fridge to grab a bag of frozen vegetables.

“No, no,” Tom whined, “Those will be too cold, I don’t wanna put that on my face.”

She pouted, “Too bad, let me help you! I don’t want you to be hurt.”

Tom hesitated, and then opened his arms and pulled her close to him, keeping a gentle hand on the small of her back. “Fine, fine. Just do it.”

She smiled and rocked up onto her tippy toes and pressed her make-shift icepack to his face. He didn’t even shiver when the frost-covered package touched his bare skin, because when she was this close to him, he could see the multitude of colors swirling in her eyes.

A week later, it was time for Tom and Harrison to, once again, travel for the press tour. Tom was gutted. He couldn’t imagine leaving her without explaining to her that he wanted to be with her so badly, that the mere thought of leaving her made him physically ill.

Little did he know, that she felt the same way. All he knew, was that he was going over to her apartment to give her one last goodbye hug while Harrison waited in the car.

From inside her apartment, she spritzed on Tom’s favorite perfume. Whenever she wore it, he always leaned into her more while they were in conversation, or fiddled with her hair more and didn’t pull away from her when they hugged.

She had done her best to conceal her nighttime tears with makeup and sheprayed that Tom wouldn’t notice them as she opened the door.

Tom stepped in quickly and before she even shut the door, Tom surged towards her. Bending down to her height, Tom threw his arms around her, ignoring that his phone had fallen to the floor.

“Are you alright Tom?” She questioned, hands stiff at her sides.

“Just gonna miss you loads and loads and loads.” His voice was muffled by her sweater.

Her arms wound around him, “You know I’ll miss you too.”

“I don’t want to leave you yet.” Tom pulled away and his gaze bore into her floor.

Taking him by the hand, she pulled him to sit down on her sofa. “I made you something to help.”

Tom curled an arm around her frame as she sat a heavy box down in front of him, “Darling, what is it? You shouldn’t have gotten me anything, I didn’t know-”

She cut him off by pressing a hand over his lips. “Promise to look at it on the plane?”

She looked to cute and eager and shy that Tom had agreed, and now, after finally boarding the plane, Tom opened the box.

Inside were all the Pablo Neruda books that she’d bought the day she read him ‘My Ugly Love,’ and a note.

The note read,

Hi Tom,

I’m just going to assume that you followed my directions and now you’re flying safely through the air, but if you’re not, and I find out, may Mother Earth save your soul.

All of these books were mine before yours because I wanted to give you something that would remind you of me. I wrote you little notes on all the pages, so it’ll be like we’re talking about them. I highlighted my favorite ones for you in pink.

Please don’t forget about me.

Tom scoffed, as if he could ever forget her. He opened the first book and quickly spotted the swirls of her delicate handwriting on the bottom corner of the page. It read,

Don’t freak out, some of the poems are in Spanish, but I made sure to help translate them for you in the margins.

Tom smiled and began to leaf through the poems, blown away by not only the words of Pablo Neruda, but also by her tiny love poems for him written so softly in the captivity of the margins that he could barely tell that they were there.

When he landed, he would make sure to send her some of his own.

The frogs and their awkward high school phases

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Dex: He was a sad emo boy. Without question. if asked though he’d say he was punk but…no. All you need to do is just picture the awkwardest, lankiest fourteen year old with an oversized black hand me down tee with super bright ginger hair and there ya go: teen dex. I have so much more to say here.

  •  he wrote angry song lyrics all over the knock off converse his mom paid good money for. She’s very disappointed in you William thats so irresponsible. 
    • also: wrote song lyrics and little emo symbols all over his arms with sharpie whenever he got bored in school. You’re poisoning your blood billy your mother is concerned
  • Wore heavy wool beanies all the time. Like even in the summer. He did it to cover his hair and the tips of his ears because he didn’t think red hair and big ears were punk and he was embarrassed.
  • keep in mind that dex was an active hockey player during this time. Was probably the captain of high school team and everything, but that didn’t stop him from getting chirped to hell for showing up to practice with his nails painted black from the polish he borrowed/stole from his cousin. 
    • Not to mention that one time that his goalie found a super embarrassing picture of dex from when he was first starting to come out of his emo little shell. For a full month his nickname was guyliner.
  • His older brother thought that Dex’s emo/punk phase was the funniest thing ever. He’s make fun of Dex for it all the time. This lead to several instances where Dex would yell ‘it’s not a phase!’ ‘no one understands me’ etc and then he’d lock himself in his room for an hour and blasted bad punk music from the 70s. 
  • Whenever he raised enough money to pay for something hockey or school related, hed buy it, but he’d always get a little sad after the purchase bc he really wanted to save up to get an eyebrow piercing one day
  • One good thing came out of this emo phase though! he learned to play guitar and he got really good. He also tried to start a garage band, but he didn’t have the social skills to acquire member for that said band. To this day he often daydreams about how awesome this band would have been.  CHOWDWR AND NURSEY BELOW >>

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“It’s okay to be sad, or worried, angry - whatever you’re feeling - so long as you remember you have people who love and care for you!“ 


This has probably been done a fair bit by others, I don’t know, but I do know I have a friend who would really like to see this right now x2 And for anyone else whose feeling a bit down in the dumps, Ink is here to cheer you up and make you feel better, I promise :D 

This adorable guy- I mean, Ink, belongs to the amazing @comyet / @myebi 

anonymous asked:

Has anyone thought about the possibility of a changeling who, for whatever reason, wanted to bring back the person they replaced? Likely a swap that took place during the victim's childhood, as I doubt switches that take place during adulthood have the time to develop pity for the person taken, or even more unlikely, a guilty conscience.

Oh man for real though! I’d love to read this story. Because this wouldn’t be a simple thing, an ‘I’ll go back Elsewhere and the real person will come home’, the changeling is not what took them in the first place. So it would be the changeling on their own quest to find the person they were placeholding for, and probably with human friends along the way who want the same thing, and their own political alliances within the courts of the Gentry would complicate matters further, and wow there’s a lot you could do with this idea

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Have you ever thought about the fact that Todd is probably not Dirk’s first assistant?  I mean, there must have been others with how long he has been doing this… Who were they? Did Dirk desperately want to be their friend as well?  Every time he would get a new assistant, would he wonder if this would be the friendship that stuck?  Just how many times has Dirk Gently made a “best friend” only to have them walk away?

Rereading the Hammer of Thor has made me realize that I am exactly like Magnus Chase because: 

  • Can’t deal with ppl being annoying 
  • Would probably much rather run away from a giant trying to kill me than face it head on 
  • Would have my sword tell Thor the “plan” to get his hammer back and proceed to hide behind it 
  • Is confused about everything 
  • Often thinks about strangling some people who are overall rude 
  • Is in love with Alex Fierro 
  • Would try to avoid anything to the death at Hotel Valhalla
  • Would protect my friends with my life
  • A healer, not a fighter
  • Eats unhealthy amounts of my favourite foods
  • Is in love with Alex Fierro
  • Has horrible luck
  • Doesn’t rlly give a care about ur race/gender/sexuality/religion
  • Is not one of the “cool kids”
  • Is confused about my own sexuality
  • Is not afraid to admit that I am a huge dork and acknowledges it
  • LOVES ALEX FIERROOOOOO

“I do love music, I play guitar a little, but it’s more just for myself. When I get home from a long day, it’s very relaxing to sit down and pluck a guitar and sing a little ditty, just kinda get lost – it’s probably healthier than just hitting the bottle, which some people in the industry do. And I have musician friends who probably pull it out of me a little more than otherwise. If I didn’t have Steve and Jason in my life, you probably would have never heard me sing.”

Monsta X: ideal type/who they'd fall for

Shownu:  might be a huge and intimidating bear when you first look at him, but he’s all squishy and soft on the inside. I bet he’d absolutely love a cute significant other, who does lots and lots of aegyo to make him weak in the knees. He’d want this person to be reliable, since he’d always be down for them no matter what. Someone who captures his heart as soon as he meets them, and he’d have it no other way- he wants to be totally knocked off his feet.

Wonho:  since he’s so mysterious and hard to figure out at times, I think he’d be with someone with similar aspects. He wouldn’t reveal his feelings too quickly, in fear of chasing them away, and slowly works his way into this person’s heart. He’s inevitably charming and could totally get anyone he wants, so it’ll be a challenge to catch his interest and keep it. But once they have, Hoseok would have no hesitation to give all his heart and body.

Minhyuk:  he’s got such an appealing outlook on life, and this could interest anyone who’s gotten close enough to him. Definitely isn’t vulnerable, despite his behavior, and guards his feelings heavily, not wanting anyone to get close enough to break his heart. He’d fall in love slow and steady, probably with someone who he’s met and known for several years- someone who’s already like a best friend to him, but always had been something more in his mind. Doesn’t have an ‘ideal type’, he’d rarher get to know the person on a complex level and know them like the back of his hand.

Kihyun:  okay so I totally see him going for the 'badass rebel’ type, as this would keep the relationship exciting and interesting, always. Plus, I don’t think he’s as innocent as he seems lmao. I don’t think he’d like to be with someone who’s constantly wanting to stay at home and have everyday routines- he wants adventure in his life, and would love to find a best friend turned lover in the process. So if you could awaken the excitement and rush within him, then he’s already head over heels.

Hyungwon:  he’s such a complicated person bc he’s so quiet most of the time!!! I think he’d eventually want to settle down and be in a VERY serious relationship, and give the other person whatever they want/need, bc he isn’t the type to date casually. He’d go for someone who doesn’t act cute all the time, and knows when to take things seriously, but still has a lighthearted side to them. He’d think of this person as his everything- his best friend, the love of his life, and he’d be similar to them in many ways.

Jooheon:  all aegyo everything, this boy will not settle for less. He’d love someone who challenges him everyday, all while staying cute and taking care of themselves and their appearance. He’d look for someone with similar interests, and that’s probably how he’d meet this person- maybe at a sports game or a friend’s concert. Would want to do absolutely everything together, bc all he wants is for someone to join him in the adventure of life.

I.M.:  this kid has a very distinct way of thinking and behaving, and I think if someone captures his attention from day one, then he’s all in. Unlike some of his hyungs, he wouldn’t want to befriend you first, and would make his feelings known before you mistake his intentions. He’d want someone who is full of love and support, and be a shoulder to cry on when the stress is too much. They’d also better be okay with him making the relationship public, bc he’d post nonstop pictures (vague ones like holding hands, matching shoes, and no one knows who this other person is lmao).

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Falling In Love

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader fall for each other but have a hard time expressing it, for fear of rejection.

Word Count: 1k-ish

Warnings: Slight Cursing, Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyyy guys!!! This is my entry for Mimi’s aka @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog‘s “Mimi’s Trope Challenge”!! I got the prompt: Secretly in love but for some reason can’t express it. I hope you guys like it!! *hides face* Feedback is definitely welcomed!!



You know that butterfly feeling people say they get when they’re in love?

Well I used to think that was a bunch of bullshit. I wasn’t like your typical girly girl who was all about the weddings and the falling in love at first sight. It just wasn’t me.

Why, you ask?

Well, because in my humble opinion, true love didn’t exist. One didn’t just fall in love out of the blue with someone and say “oh you’re the one for me”. At least not in my book.

But fuck me, man. Who would have thought that I would eat my own words? And in huge heaps of it. Hell, even to this day, I’m at a loss for words with this overwhelming feeling. And it scared the living hell out of me.

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Saudade (3)

Bucky x Reader

Saudade: (n.) Portuguese for a melancholic nostalgia for someone or something from the past.

Summary: She’s willing to do anything to keep Bucky out of harm’s way, that’s why she’s so expendable, and expendability is dangerous.

Word Count: 2.4k+

Warnings: swearing, angst, violence

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Originally posted by wintersthighs

The days go by slower when she’s all by herself. She hasn’t seen Bucky in days and she was starting to worry. She could hear his gut wrenching screams from all the way across the building (courtesy of the deadly serum the mad scientist injected her with). It was always the same; he was begging for him not to harm her, and then they buzzed him into oblivion.

She barely ate the food they gave her, no matter how good it fucking looked.

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