i have this planned out perfectly

anonymous asked:

I'm not one of those who blames Harry for what is happening rn, but man, I'm side eyeing the fuck out of Jeff. I dont know what restrictions Harry still has and all that, but this is some terrible shit tbh. Like, all these rumours about premiering his music before Dunkirk... that would be terrible!!! It would so undermine and overshadow his role in Dunkirk. Terrible business decision. And now the timing of this registration... it couldnt be worst tbh. I really hope Jeff knows what he's doing

I agree with you, and also, I’m going to go on a bit of a rant because I can’t not. I just honestly think everything related to Harry’s solo career is absurd right now. Harry has been almost entirely cut off from the fandom pretty much since hiatus began. I think that’s fine, and honestly, and I know we’ve all missed him, but I think Harry (possibly even more than the others) needed that time to himself. I think it gave him time to recover from such a tough schedule with One Direction, I think it gave him a break from the fan service and BS that really seemed to have burned him out, and it gave him time to focus on Dunkirk, which was obviously something outside of his comfort zone that required his full concentration. But Jesus Christ, man. This is beyond ridiculous at this point.

We’ve gotten countless media sources, celebrities, and others in the industry talking about his debut album. And because he’s not talking, all of these people and sources are talking FOR him - and we don’t even know which of the things they’re saying are correct and which are completely false. And blah blah blah yeah, obviously the media is gonna talk about solo Harry regardless, but you’re lying to yourself if you think that his team couldn’t have shut up some of the people who have run their mouths about solo Harry at this point. And if the media is going to always make claims about his future music, both true and false, why wouldn’t he just speak for himself? Why wouldn’t his team speak for him? Why have they allowed this to happen for so fucking long? And don’t even give me that bullshit about oh, they just want to keep anticipation up - because at this point, that tactic doesn’t even make sense. I honestly don’t even know how solo Harries are alive right now considering they get hyped up for his music every two days based on what so-and-so said to the media. It’s fucking EXHAUSTING and it eventually burns people out to be constantly disappointed when they’re promised that something is about to happen and then it doesn’t. I’ve seen a lot of burnout in this fandom in the last week alone on the solo Harry front, and that’s so sad to see because things could have been so different.

If they’re gonna have a dude from Columbia come out here and tell me that an album is nearly done, and then have Grimmy say he was about to hear the album, and then have a touring company registered like a tour is gonna be in the works sometime soon when they haven’t said jack shit about ANYTHING, that’s beyond frustrating to me. You don’t have to give every fucking detail but god, not even a confirmation that the album is coming? NOTHING. Nothing at all.

Louis kept up fan service pretty consistently last year and eventually dropped music. Liam posts updates about his album progress to his social media, and yeah, his album still isn’t out, but there also haven’t been fifty people saying to the press every four days that it’s almost done. Niall was active on social media and kept up fan service last year before dropping his single as a surprise. Harry has done none of that, and I’m not saying that Harry has to do it the way the other boys did, but this is….really yikes. I don’t understand what the fuck his team is playing at, I really don’t. I know that Harry is the most famous in the band and I know that his music is the most anticipated, but he is not some untouchable artist with a shitload of street cred where his album is guaranteed to top at number one. I know this fandom might want to think that’s the case, but it isn’t. He is not Beyonce with numerous successful albums and decades in the industry. He has never put out solo music, and not only that, but we don’t have even the vaguest clue as to what his solo music would SOUND like at this point because again, we’ve heard nothing from his team.

The way this is being executed screams lazy and arrogant to me, and Harry is neither of those things, so I want to know what the deal is. To have this buildup for over a year with everyone else talking about it except for the people whose voices count the most and just expecting fans to be there, still waiting and ready and foaming at the mouth whenever you choose to drop music even though you never bothered to say anything about it….that doesn’t rub me the right way at all, I’m sorry. And listen, knowing this fandom and how much solo Harries have stayed pumped, it might work for them, it, but god, that is just….I don’t understand how people can respect that method of doing things. Us, the fans, as future consumers of his music, as the people who ensured that Harry is in the position he’s in today, deserve better than this. I know that fandom entitlement is a thing and we don’t deserve a lot of things that we think we deserve, but are people really gonna try to act like having confirmation of an album from Harry or his team is asking too much? Wanting some respect, and some clarity, and some basic fucking facts (for example: Are you coming out with an album? When is it coming out?) for Harry’s FIRST SOLO ALBUM EVER after over a year of almost complete silence from him (and silence about his future plans long before that) is perfectly reasonable, especially considering how much we’ve been jerked around about Harry’s solo career for like five years now, and quite frankly, anyone trying to suggest otherwise is fooling themselves. Harry’s team may not be able to control everything the media or other artists do or say about solo Harry, but they can (or at least, you would think they would be able to) control their own behavior, and at least so far, it seems like they’re just letting everybody else do the work for them (and do it messily at that, considering how many lies and ridiculous speculation has been published and passed around over the past year or so).

I’m just really frustrated because I don’t understand why his team is doing this and why they’re giving this impression of not knowing what they’re doing (e.g. the Full Stop website) or just not caring (e.g. [the metric for success] “is just existing”). With a lot of the Louis bullshit, even without knowing the exact details of what’s going on, you can usually figure out quite quickly that a) they’re actively trying to fuck him over and b) why they’re actively trying to fuck him over. The involvement of the stunts tainting everything Louis does also makes the intentions of his team clear (though no less infuriating). But this stuff with Harry? I don’t understand it and can’t even begin to imagine why things are being done this way. I don’t think it’s fair to the fans and I think it’s doing a huge disservice to Harry, his music, and if the rumors about when he’s dropping the music are correct, his acting career. I just really, really hope that there’s a huge change soon because I’m really cringing at what I’m seeing so far. I wish I understood any of this, but I don’t and watching it all happen is exhausting.

Alright, some of my word vomit is out. If people disagree with me, that’s fine, but this is my opinion. And no, I don’t think negatively of Harry or anything like that, I’m just not pleased with how things are being handled by his team (just as I’m not pleased with how Louis’ team is doing things) and I need to voice that.

In the Heart of the Storm (Part 9)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. 

Warnings – None

Word Count – 1,543

Notes – And so begins the slow burn!  I would be lying if I said I didn’t like torturing you this way. What can I say?  I love the anticipation a good slow burn brings.  As always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!

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Previously:

The longer you lay there, the more surreal this all became. As a teenager, you’d dreamed of meeting Bucky Barnes, of being his best girl.  You’d always wondered what it would feel like to be held in his arms, to be able to run you hands through his hair, to have him kiss you.  Right now, you were actually living out two of those scenarios and you were close enough to lean down and finish your girlish fantasy. Just the thought of his lips on yours, his hands gently cupping the back of your head as he pulled you closer to him, had desire flooding through you.

“Your heart is racing again,” he mumbled against your chest.

Your hand immediately stilled as his head shifted and a pair of mischievous blue-grey eyes peeked up at you.



 

His hands left your shoulders as he placed them flat against the mattress to brace himself as he rose up to better look you in the eye.  Your hands dropped to your side and you could feel your heart beating harder and faster than it had before.  You immediately missed the feeling of having him wrapped around you.  He had a devious little smirk on his face that let you know he’d figured out your secret.

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My dear lgbt+ kids, 

Don’t let anyone discourage you with statements like “Do you really think you’ll still identify as that when you’re an adult?”. 

Because it doesn’t matter. At all. And here’s why: 

1. There are plenty of lgbt+ adults (and even lgbt+ elderly people!) in the world (If you don’t know any: Hello, it’s me! I’m certainly way too old to be “a confused teenager” or “going through a phase due to puberty hormones” or any of that crap). The idea that people stop being lgbt+ once they’re mature is one that just doesn’t ring true in the real world. 

2. You’ll no doubt learn more about yourself as you grow older. When i was 15, I identified as lesbian because i had a crush on a female singer. I do in fact not identify as that anymore - I learned more about the different labels (and more about myself!) and realized that pan fits me better. Does that mean i went through a “lesbian phase”/am a fake/am a liar? Nope. Now i have a label that fits me perfectly and a really big crush on the woman i date and plan to marry her. You may change the exact label you identify with - and that’s okay!  

3. You deserve to be able to express how you feel right now. So what if it changes one day? What if it is indeed a phase? Then you are still allowed to use a label that feels right right now.  You’re allowed to go through phases. You’re allowed to explore and experiment and discover and try out and play around with your identity. Even if it is a phase, it’ll not ruin your life: You’ll just learn more about yourself. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

🌟 New to pacifiers? Dismayed it’s not like you hoped it would be? About to give up? I’m here to give you advice!

My first experience with a pacifier wasn’t great. It didn’t feel right and I felt awkward with it. Here are a few tips from my journey with pacifiers. I hope it helps other regressors that feel weird using one.

1. Mouth size matters. Some people, like myself, have shallow mouths in which adult pacifiers do not sit comfortably. My tongue bar also effects how it sits, so if you have mouth tongue jewelry it may not sit right.

2. There are different types of nipples. If you only wish to use a pacifier for brief soothing, like me, baby pacifiers are perfectly safe. 6-18+ months. I prefer NUK brand, but don’t be afraid to try a few different ones. Do not use 0-6 months, as the mouth guard and nipple are far too small.

3. If you plan to use a pacifier long term (due to mouth stimming or you find that you regress frequently), do NOT use infant brands. You can push your teeth out of place over long usage. But, just like infant brands, different nipples are available. They tend to be more expensive, so I’m sure it’s not easy to just “buy and try”. Find a shop you trust and message the owner. They can give you tips.

4. Buy baby safe disinfectant pills to soak your pacifier in. Don’t wipe them with home cleaner. Keep it safe for your body.

5. You will drool at times. Expect it. With drooling, be aware of possible issues. I develop mouth sores with excessive usage that I have topical ointment for. Keep your pacis disinfected and brush your teeth before using them to lessen sores or crusties.

6. Laying down to sleep, at first, is a nightmare. The pacifier feels heavy, your jaw hurts if you bit it to keep it in and you will wake up to it lost. Don’t fear! Sucking is a basic instinct and after a few days with your pacifier, you’ll find you naturally suck it to keep it in, like a baby. I hated falling asleep with it at first, now it’s a great destressor. If it falls frequently, try a clip. And disinfect if it falls on the floor.

Hope this helps! Feel free to message me questions! 🌟

🌟 No porn/NSFW/18+ interaction please. Nonsexual age regressors/littles ONLY🌟
Queen in the North {Pt. 4}

Originally posted by snows-os

Requested: By some very lovely people, and myself, an actual piece of human garbage

Pairings: Robb Stark x Reader

Previously: {Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3}

Summary: Y/N was sent to live with The Stark family at a young age, and ever since then, she seemed to fit perfectly, maybe even more than she had ever noticed.

Warnings: Injured!Robb

Word Count: 1,858

A/N: Long time, no see. I don’t know how I let this sit on the backburner for so long, as it is certainly one of my favorite things to write. Now that Robb is absent from my Game of Thrones viewing, I have been coping with this, so I hope that you guys enjoy! Feedback is appreciated, as always!

Somehow, Robb had managed to disappear. You’d made plans yesterday to meet in the library before going out for a ride. Although you didn’t accompany them on hunts anymore, you did love racing through the woods with Robb and Grey Wind. Ever since Ned had brought the direwolves back for the children, you had wanted one of your own.

He had brought them back when they were less like wolves and behaved more like puppies, really. You had smiled and laughed along with your family, happy that such a small creature had brought them such joy. But, try as you might, you couldn’t hide your want from Robb.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asked, tugging lightly on a bit of rope that you had procured for Grey Wind to play with.

“I was just thinking that I would very much like a dog.” You sighed, stroking your hand over Grey Wind’s fur.

“How many times are we going to have this argument?”

“I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about.” You laughed, burying your face into Grey Wind’s side.

You knew exactly what he was talking about. 

When you were younger, you had come to Winterfell convinced that their house sigil was a dog. Robb had taken immediate offense, but to his credit, he bit his tongue for as long as possible. He hid his anger for a long time, but after a few days, he felt that he was going to combust if he didn’t correct you. He danced around the subject for days, before gently sitting you down in the library with the big book of house sigils.

At the tender age of four, you had mistakenly read “Wolf” as “Oelf” and Robb had never let you live it down. He brought it up often enough that you knew that one little mistake as a child was not going away anytime soon.

“Oh, Arya!” you called, spotting her hurriedly making her way around the corner. When she didn’t stop, you quickened your pace, easily catching up with her. “Arya, have you seen Robb?”

Arya took your hand, and resumed her earlier pace, explaining between her shallow breaths. “I have been looking for you all morning!” She paused for a moment, meeting your eyes before casting her glance once again to her shoes, tapping quickly on the stone. “Robb is in the infirmary.”

“I was just in the library, wait- what do you mean that Robb is in the infirmary?” You felt your heart beat quickening in your chest. It was your job to get hurt, and it was his job to baby you until you got better, and then do it all over again.

“I mean that Robb was trying to help Bran with his bow work and something went wrong.” Arya took your hand and tried to lead you to the infirmary again, but you were rooted on the spot. Your mind was a blur, you could barely think straight. “Robb is hurt. Robb is hurt. Robb is hurt” ran through your mind, a rather uncomforting mantra that was only making matters worse. 

“Y/N, he’s asking for you,” Arya’s voice was calm, somehow drawing you back to the situation at hand. Robb was hurt, and he was asking for you. Arya took a tentative step toward the infirmary, wanting to make sure that you were with her. You met her eyes, nodded your head, and tried to get yourself together before you got to the Robb.

Arya threw open the door to the infirmary, and you felt yourself holding back a gasp. Arya had insisted that he was barely even hurt, that it practically a scrape, but Robb looked as if he was close to death.

“This is why it does you good to get hurt every once and awhile.” You took a seat on the bed by his side, twining your pinky with his. It was a simple act, something that the two of you had done since you were children, who didn’t want to be made fun of for holding hands. Now, it was something that felt like second nature, even if people smirked when they saw it. He gave you a look, one that you knew meant explain yourself before I wallop you over the head. “Well, Mr. Perfect never gets hurt and now a knick in the side makes you think that you are dying.”

You held your breath, waiting for a response. Jokes in times of crisis could go either way. Robb’s laughter filled the room, and you felt a weight lift off of your shoulders. It definitely wasn’t as serious as you thought that it was if he was willing to laugh at it.

You caught a glimpse of Abigayle over Robb’s head, rolling a bandage and chuckling to herself. At least she was taking your humor in stride. More than a few people had reprimanded you for your particularly unladylike jokes in times of trouble. But they always made your family laugh, and making them laugh was more important to you than being ladylike anyday.

“But you are okay?” You asked in a hushed voice. As much as it hurt you to admit it, he had scared you.

Robb tried to hold back a reaction, but despite himself his mouth quirked to the side in the annoying almost smile that he had developed when the two of you were younger. But you had been though enough with him to notice when he was holding something back.

You hadn’t missed the look that the nurse maid had given the two of you before pointedly laying down her linens and slipping out of the door, taking Arya with her. Robb tried to sit up, holding back a grimace that if you didn’t know him any better, you wouldn’t have been able to notice.

You reached forward to grab him, to help him sit up. But, before you could, his hands came to cradle your face, bringing your forehead to rest against his. If it was any other time, you would have told him to shove off, but after all of the excitement of the last few days, you needed a moment.

A moment to be alone with him, to just breathe, and accept that everything was going to be okay.

“I’m sorry that I worried you.” Robb said, his voice quiet and timid, afraid to break the silence that had taken over the room.

“You should be, it’s my job to worry you.” You said, attempting to muster a laugh. It didn’t sound like a joke, though. Your voice was shaking just the slightest bit, trying to hide the emotion behind it.

“How could I forget? It is your job to fall off of a horse and then immediately walk directly into a wall. The same wall that has been in the same spot for hundreds of years, might I add.” He laughed, a real laugh this time. A laugh that made him throw his head back and made his stomach hurt just a bit, because he really, truly meant it. And after a few moments, you couldn’t help but join him.

“Well, I don’t want to interupt, but I’ve heard that Bran has maimed my eldest.” Catelyn said, letting herself in. You were about to stand, in order to let her have your place at Robb’s side, but she lazily motioned for you to sit down, taking a spot by the fire instead.

“It was really nothing, mother.” Robb said, looping his pinky with yours again. “Bran’s bow work obviously needs a bit more work, but I am going to be good as new.”

You held in a chuckle. Bran needing more bow work was the biggest understatement that you had heard in your life. He would get there eventually, but you knew that this wouldn’t be the last time that someone ended up in the infirmary before he learned to shoot a target. Maybe Arya could help him. She was wonderful with a bow, and even though she was less patient than the boys. Then again, that might be what Bran needed if he was ever going to hit a target. You made a mental note before returning your focus to the situation at hand.

“I’m sure that you will be, after all, it seems that you have an excellent nursemaid with you.” You didn’t miss her glancing down at your hands resting on the bed. You stuck your tongue out at her.

She didn’t reprimand you, knowing that it would only encourage you further.

“Abigayle is wonderful.” you said, eyes shifting to the door that the gray-haired woman had left through a few minutes ago.

Catelyn’s eyebrows arched the slightest bit, and Robb was chuckling to himself.

“I have a feeling that my mother wasn’t talking about Abigayle.” His pinky tightened around yours, not too tightly, but enough to make you understand what he was trying to say.

They were talking about you.

“Well, I haven’t done anything.” You insisted, unsure what they were trying to say.

“We both know that Arya is going to have to drag you out of this room before you leave his side.” Catelyn laughed, standing up from her chair. “Which is why I know that I can take my leave to help Sansa and the girls with their needlepoint.” Catelyn placed a kiss on the top of Robb’s head, and then yours. “I will see you later, my loves. She said, pausing for just a moment in the doorway, before making her way out of the room.

“I don’t see what the fuss is about.” You said, untangling your pinky from his before moving to get a strip of cloth to change Robb’s bandages. Abigayle had given him fresh ones a few hours ago, but with all of the moving around he was sure to need new ones. “I help everyone when they are hurt.”

The look on Robb’s face said that he wanted to say more, and you felt a wave of relief when it seemed that he was going to hold his tongue, for now at least.

You motioned for him to take off his shirt, allowing you a better look at the wound on his side. It was a shallow wound, but it ran the length of his ribcage, jagged and rough against his pale skin. Thankfully, it looked as if it would heal in a few days. Unfortunately, you were left to coddle Robb like a child until he was good as new.

He had a tendency to be clingy when he was hurt. You didn’t honestly know if it was because it truly made him feel better, or if he liked having an excuse to be around you, even more often than usual. Your head said that it was the first option, but it was getting harder as of late to ignore what your heart was saying.

Refocusing on the task at hand, you found that you had been right, and the bandages were nearly soaked through. You made quick work of them, not allowing your fingers to linger any more than was absolutely necessary.

You can read Part Five here!

Outlining a Novel

Anonymous asked: How do I outline?!? It’s driving me nuts!

You’re making me laugh! Oh, don’t we all want to know? The truth: there is no right or wrong way to outline.

Every outline I’ve ever made has looked different from the previous. Stories take on different shapes, require different kinds of outlines, and different levels of detailed planning. Part of it will mean knowing yourself as a writer and your process. I journal as I write. I note what my process is and take time to reflect on that. It’s helped me get better at writing and churning out more stories. For me, if I’m working on a long-term project, I cannot get bored. Boredom is deadly.

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anonymous asked:

Why do you love 2CT? Not trying to be rude (I love it too, especially now that it's not really a theory anymore), but I'm curious about the reasons behind your passion for it.

Oh, don’t worry, this is the kind of ask I love to answer!! ;D

(Warning: Long Post)

I personally love 2CT because it completely blew my mind when I first discovered it and understood what it’s about!

I’ve always thought Ciel is an only child (even though it was never confirmed in the manga), so when I first came across a blog post of a Japanese Kuro fan with the title “Ciel Twin Theory” back in March 2014, I thought “What a crack theory, how can he have a twin, he’s an only child?”, but then I read through their analysis and was fascinated about the amount of “hints”, then I bought all the comics and checked every scene that was mentioned in said blog post on my own. And to my surprise, the hints were REAL, they were there all along, some of them were so obvious (like Madam Red’s line “my nephews” or Joker’s line “the Earl and his children”) that I was totally dumbfounded like “How on earth could I have possibly overlooked all these hints until now!!??”.

Then in the same year Yana posted this blog post where she stated that that was exactly her goal: have the readers overlook those mostly subtle but sometimes also obvious hints at first reading and then make them go “WOW!!” when they reread the same scenes - this time with the knowledge of 2CT. Yana’s plan worked out perfectly for me, this theory was so mind blowing and fascinating that I have since become obsessed with it xD

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Sadly though, this “2nd reading WOW phenomenon” didn’t really happen in the Western fandom mostly because of language issues. For example, if you reread the Japanese version with the knowledge of 2CT, then you’ll notice that NO ONE actually ever explicitly stated that Ciel is an only child (they usually use vague expressions that can be interpreted as “singular” or “plural”).

However, if you reread the English translation (be it YP or online scanlations) to check the 2CT hints, you’ll find nothing but (inaccurate) translations like “this child” “that child” “my child” “he” “the body of a child” “my nephew” “the Earl’s child” etc which all contributed to the impression that Ciel must be an only child. I’m not trying to blame the translators, they generally do an amazing job, but since most of them didn’t know the 2CT, they automatically made “singular” of all those vague Japanese expressions, and unfortunately this caused the huge confusion and the strong disbelief of 2CT that is so prevalent in the Western fandom x(

Anyway, I do understand that 2CT isn’t everyone’s cup of tea and I’m not trying to tell people to like it, but, like I’ve stated many times, I just want people to acknowledge that 1.) 2CT is a very well thought out plot twist that cleverly takes advantage of linguistical traits (the vagueness) of the Japanese language (that’s why the majority of the Japanese fandom is so fond of this theory and fascinated by Yana’s tricks) and 2.) it’s not Yana’s fault that her linguistical tricks didn’t realy work well in the English translations as they did in the Japanese version :/ (The same thing applies to HP, it’s not Rowling’s fault that the Tom Marvolo Riddle -> I am Lord Voldemord anagram didn’t work at all in the Japanese translation xD)

Search Party (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

OMG WHY ARE YOUR PROMPTS SO CUTE???? Anyways can I have a Draco x reader one?? Like they’re in their 4th year or something, around GOF, and reader is a gryffindor but legit acts like a hufflepuff and looses her pet, but like her pet is a rabbit or turtle and Draco is just like “wtf you lost a ___ in the castle???” Thank you!!! Xx


“Hermione, Hermione, HERMIONE! Can you slow down, I’m sure Hagrid’s not going to yell at us if we’re five minutes late to class.” You said, trying to put in your robe as she dragged you out of your shared room and out towards the hall. You had both overslept, you were all up all night trying to come up with solution for the first task of the tournament…none of you wanted Harry to be BBQ’ed by a dragon. Even Draco helped, much to everyone’s surprised.

“Honestly, Y/N, we’re going to be more than five minutes late, we haven’t even left the castle yet! And we need to make it to the field!” just to calm the girl down, you begrudgingly started running besides her and much to her delight, you guys made it to the field in less than 3 minutes, just in time. Hagrid wasn’t even there yet.

“About time you showed up, I was beginning to think Herman kidnapped you.” A voice said from behind you, making you turn around, a finger waving in the air  already.

“Draco Malfoy, how many times do I have to tell you to stop it with the insults?” you reproached as the he gulped.

“Sorry Hermione…” he muttered as Hermione stifled her giggles with her hand, she bid the both of you goodbye as she spotted the rest of the golden trio.

“I swear love, you’re lucky I’m rather fond of you because never in a trillion years would I be apologizing to a Gryffindor.” He joked, grabbing your bag and linking his hand with yours.

“Well I’m sure you never thought you would be dating one as well.” You said pecking his lip while he rolled his eyes at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled at you.

“Come on, Hagrid’s finally here and Potter is shooting daggers at me for keeping you away from the class.” He said as he led you towards the class, near Crabbe and Goyle and the Golden trio.

Care of Magical Creatures went on as usual, you chatted with Draco as you worked, trying your hardest to make him and the Golden trio friends. You can clearly remember when you told the trio that you and Draco were dating…

“Draco? As in Draco Malfoy?” Harry said, spitting out the pumpkin juice he had been drinking.

“OUR SWORN ENEMY?!” Ron yelled, as he stood up from his chair.

“Hm, that does explain why you lingered so much by the dungeons lately…” Hermione said softly, laughing at the scene in front of her, grabbing Ron’s arm and sitting him back down.

“I bet he hexed her! A love potion even!”

“Is he blackmailing you? Does he have Snape behind this plan of his? We could owl Sirius, or Remus even, they’re not afraid of Snape.” Harry asked, worried etched on his face as Ron’s frown deepened.

“There is no evil masterplan! We got paired up in Charms, after that we hung out more and one thing lead to another… I’m just letting you blokes know before anyone else.” You finished, blushing slightly. Harry was about to protest but Hermione cut him off.

“Would you two calm down? She’s perfectly capable of making her own choices, although I’m also trying to understand why, Y/N knows what she’s doing.” Hermione said, having enough of  Ron and Harry’s questioning about Draco’s intentions.

You chuckled at the memory as Draco nudge your side, pointing at how Ron managed to anger one of the Skrewts; Hermione was trying to soothe the angry Skrewt with food as Ron glared at it. Class was soon dismissed and you all headed towards the castle, you and Draco held hands as you walked, you could faintly hear Hermione telling the boys to stop glaring and to behave. You made a mental note to thank her later. Both the Slytherins and the Gryffindors had Potions after lunch so you all headed towards the dining hall. Since you had overslept, this was the first meal you were going to have today.

“I should’ve woken you up or something, but I doubt I would’ve been welcome ibro your common room.” Draco said as he laughed at the amount of food you had piled on your plate.

“Yeah, especially since the twins are still weary of you.” you joked back.

“I should be the one weary of them! Once Weasley told the whole Gryffindor dorm about us they pranked me nonstop for a week!”

“You gotta hand it to them, they snuck into the Slytherin common room just to mess with your shampoo, green looked good on you babe.” You said, laughing as you grabbed another roll of bread.

“Yeah, yeah, hurry up now, love, I don’t want Granger to scold me if we both show up late to Potions.” He said, grabbing two cookies and wrapping them up in napkin before stuffing them inside his robes. You bid his friends goodbye, Crabbe and Goyle waved back as Pansy glared at you, she wasn’t fond of how you would sit down and eat at the Slytherin table instead of your own house table but after Draco told her off the first time, she keeps her comments to herself and just glares.

Since it was a Friday, Potions was your last class of the day, and much to Snape’s annoyance, no one but Hermione was paying attention. Even though it felt like forever, class was finally over.

“Can you believe? Finally a Friday where neither team has practice! I just need to go drop off my bag and change, then we can go to the lake.” You said as Draco walked you towards the Gryffindor common room.
“I need to do the same, meet you out here in 15 minutes?” He asked, you nodded as you grabbed your bag from his awaiting hand, you kissed him softly and bid him off. You entered the common room, seeing Harry, Ron and Hermione already sprawled out near the fire.
“Hey Y/N! Are you up for a game of wizard chess?” Harry called out.
“I’m sorry Harry, Draco and I are going to the lake, he swears he can get the giant squid to do tricks like a puppy.” You said laughing.
“Alright, rain check then?”
“Absolutely!” You shouted as you ran up the stairs and towards the girls dorms.
“They’re cute together.” Hermione said as she watched you run up the stairs.
“A little too cute.” Ron grumbled.
“Come on Ronald, she brings the best out of him. Draco and his goons have been more civil towards us ever since they started dating and you know.” Hermione said, defiantly.
“She’s right, as much as I hate to admit it…and he treats her right.” Harry added.
Ron was about to say something when you came running down the stairs, a worried and frantic look etched on your face.
“GUYS! GUYS!” You screamed as you skipped the last two steps, almost tripping on your way down, luckily Harry caught you as he was already making his way towards you.
“Y/N, What’s wrong?” He asked as Hermione and Ron made their way to you.
“He’s gone!” You cried out, your eyes glistening with tears.
“Who’s gone? Who’s he?” Harry’ asked.

“Speedy is gone! He’s not in his tank!”
“Are you sure he’s not there?” Hermione asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“Yes I’m sure! He’s a turtle, he’s always in his tank and as I finished changing I went to check on him and he wasn’t there.” You replied, a few tears making their way down your cheeks.
“Isn’t he in a tank…full of water? On top of your desk? With a cover?” Ron asked, cautiously, not wanting to make you cry even more.
“Yes he is, well was! But he’s not there! Now are you going to help me look for him or not?” You said, glaring at Ron as he raised his hands in surrender. Harry and Hermione started moving the furniture around the room, you quickly took out your wand and whispered Lumos, and searched under the countless bookcases.
You heard the portrait hole open but didn’t think much of it, you were much too worried about your turtle.
“Thanks Longbottom, but I see her, don’t know what she’s doing but I’ve found her. Thanks again for letting mein.” You bumped your head in the shelf as you stood up quickly, hearing Draco’s voice. You immediately ran to him.
“Hey, hey, what’s wrong, love? Are you hurt?” Draco asked, voice laced with concern as he saw you crying. His eyes scanned you over for any sign of injuries.
“Speedy’s missing! I was in such a rush to get ready this morning that I must’ve forgotten to close his tank cover after I fed him. He must’ve climbed out because of the new plant I got him…I should’ve listened to Hermione, that plant was far too tall for his tank.” You ranted as the tears rolled down your face.
“YN…you lost a turtle, in the castle?” Draco asked confused but he couldn’t bear to you in distressed so instead questioning you he comforted you.

“It’s going to be okay, love, we’re going to find him.” He answered, kissing your forehead and wiping your tears. You nodded, smiling weakly at him. You and Hermione searched the girl’s dorm as the boys did the same in their perspective dorms. After two hours you all regrouped in the common room and began searching every nook and cranny.

“Love it’s almost dinner time, do you want to go down and grab a quick bite to eat and then look for him?” Draco said, you were both crawling around the floor, looking for Speedy.

“I’m not hungry.” You mumbled, sadly.
“Speedy wouldn’t want you to get sick, you need to eat something.”
“I just can’t believe he’s missing, Dumbledore trusted me to be responsible enough to take care of a turtle, oh Merlin what is McGonagall going to say? Why didn’t I get a cat instead…”
“Just last week you had a full out argument with Granger about how Speedy was much cuter than Crookshanks.” Draco said, making you smile.
“You know I was right, he’s the cutest pet in the castle.” You said, laughingly softly at the memory.

After a few more minutes Harry, Ron and Hermione told you that they were going to go get some food but that they would search along the way, just in case if Speedy got out of the common room.
You nodded and went back to searching, you still had to look by the windows and under the staircases. You were heading towards the stairs when Draco yelled out your name.
“Y/N! I found him!” He said, running towards you, Speedy safely in his hands.
“Oh Speedy!” You said, taking him from Draco’s hand.
“That’s it, I’m taking that plant out, you must be hungry, come on let’s get you back home.” You gushed, Speedy only stared at you, unaware of the anguish he caused. You were about to tell Draco that you were going to your room to put him in his tank but he beat you to it.
“Go, he probably misses the water, I’ll wait here.” Draco said, smiling fondly at you, happy that you weren’t sad anymore.
You quickly nodded, already halfway up the stairs but then came running back down. Before he could ask if something was wrong, you cut him with a passionate kiss. After a few seconds you broke apart, both of you flushed, and smiling.

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you, love.”

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Can I have some good Stephew facts and moments? Thank.

Some good facts:

-Steph made Matt play through the first Portal game to see if he’d make good boyfriend material.

-Steph calls Matt ‘honey’, Matt calls her ‘honey’ and 'darling’.

-Matt’s mom gave Steph a necklace that says 'family’ on it.

-Matt says Stephanie is his number one priority above work, friends, and family.

-Stephanie admitted she gets really emotional around anniversaries.

-Matt used to (and probably still does lbr) sing Stephanie love serenades.

-Every year they argue about the thanksgiving turkey (Matt always wants to buy a huge one, Stephanie points out they can’t eat a massive turkey).

-Matt calls Steph the 'Terror Of The Deep’ due to her love of sushi.

-Stephanie and Matt own matching shirts and occasionally wear them by accident and have to change before the livestreams.

-Matt thinks Steph is cute when she pouts.

-Before they have meetings on Skype with people, they’ll make silly faces together in the webcam.

-When jumpscared, Matt will usually hide behind Stephanie. When there’s an actual threat, he stands in front of her.

-Stephanie has said whenever she went to Matt’s shows, she only ever really paid attention to Matt.

-They’re nerds and share socks.

-Matt has said he has nothing but respect and admiration for Stephanie, not just on a spouse level but a friend level too.

-Stephanie thinks Matt’s brave and admired his courage when it came to never giving up on theatre auditions and putting himself out there.

-Every February 1st, since they first started dating, Matt gives Steph a dozen white roses since they’re her favourite.

-Stephanie has kept every love note Matt gave her.

-Matt regularly compliments Stephanie and admires that she’s a speed reader.

-Stephanie thinks of her engagement ring as her most prized possession.

-In college, Stephanie has basically a thinkgroup with her friends to determine if Matt was gay, and if he wasn’t, if he liked her.

-Matt has said that even before they were dating, even when he was dating someone else, he always liked Stephanie and could always see a future with her (I know I’ve said this one before, but gotdamn do I love this fact).

-By their own admission, over the years Matt has turned Stephanie into a softie.

-Matt said he spent a long time planning his proposal, and the reason it took him so long was because he wanted it to be perfect, and eventually realized it always had been.

-Stephanie loves the 'otters holding hands’ YouTube video because it came out around when they began dating and it makes her think of them.


Here u go! I’d give u some links to Stephew moments, but my computer has been acting up so I can’t link them perfectly to the time and without posting the entire URL. But I think I have a post of some fave moments, and I’ll try and find it and reblog it for you anon!

Forever

Summary: Sam and Dean won’t leave you the hell alone, so you leave the bunker for awhile. But were they trying to get you to leave?

A/N: I saw a picture of a willow tree and this fic was born <3

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: Deadly fluff.

Word Count: 1.4k

Originally posted by supernatural-imagine-fanfiction



Today had been a particularly rough day. You felt like you were suffocating in the bunker and the boys just wouldn’t let up. Boredom took over as it often did whenever they there was no vampires to decapitate or rugarus to immolate; and whenever you tried to lock yourself away in your room to read a book or showed any sign whatsoever that they were getting on your nerves, they pressed, and pressed, and pressed.

Dean would dodge the several random objects you threw his way, and Sam would sass your ears off. No matter how old the boys were, they never grew up. Which, you didn’t really mind except for the part where they wouldn’t leave you the hell alone.

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psychedelicflyingshark  asked:

Something's been bothering me for a while Although everything you've done in Glitchtale has been so beautifully designed and thought out, in My Sunshine (I think) Frisk met Betty by destroying a car about to run Betty over. Despite the fact that it was an illusion, Frisk didn't know that. So Frisk just... Destroyed a car, with (to their knowledge) a person inside of it, and was perfectly ok with that????

I had planned to make that scene in dust where sans asks her about “how did you met her” I wanted Frisk to be like trying to explain that he saw her in the middle of the street, but they couldn’t remember why or what happened. And they’d seem very very confused as to why they couldn’t remember.

But doing that would’ve been way too suspicious for the viewer and it’d have probably resulted into people finding out she was evil before the explanation of the backstory and reveal that followed it. So for the sake of it, I just made Frisk look confused but didn’t say anything at all.

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AN//: hello dis is 4u. I made it. special thx to my friend @rogueimagination for givin me writing advice and givin me da courage 2 post. plss let me kno what u think !!! much love <3

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien + Reader

Word Count: 3364

Warnings: Swearing

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“I guess what I’m saying is… we should see other people.”

I bit my lip hard and held back tears. A million thoughts ran through my head at once, but nothing seemed to make sense. Weren’t we happy together? I guess not. Because here I am, getting dumped.

What did I do? Why doesn’t he like me anymore? Did he even like me to begin with? There must be another girl. No, he would never cheat.

I lifted the corners of my lips as much as I could without falling apart.

“Yes, I think that would be best too,” I lied. Not wanting to look pathetic by overreacting and breaking down, but also wanting to get the hell out of here as fast as possible.

I turned away but found myself glancing back at him one last time.

“Goodbye Dylan.”

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PSA for Young People

So many of you already know that I’m a chef.

In my kitchen, there’s a cook who’s my youngest one – 24. He cooks as a day job while he pursues his dream of being a musician. I have no disillusions about why he’s here: he’s here to make money to support himself while he chases his real dream. 

So imagine my surprise when he comes in and seriously asks me what it takes to become a sous chef (an assistant manager, basically).

Confused, I ask him if he wants to become one; I already know that his dream is to be a musician. He looks kind of down and says that he’s been talking to his mom lately about having a “real future,” and he’s worried now about not having a back-up plan. He was a few credits shy of a two-year degree in psychology when his mom got sick and he had to back out (couldn’t afford the debt). He usually seems pretty happy with his life as a cook who does gigs by night, so I’m a little worried at the downcast expression on his face.

I’m almost 30, now, and I remember being in his position. At 22 years old, I was aimless and a constant worry to my own mother, who wanted me to finish school. I mostly went to culinary school just to shut everyone up about how I was throwing away my future.

I now have 100k’s worth of debt for a degree I didn’t even really want in a field I feel very little passion for. My passion is writing and art, and no amount of forcing myself to care about the culinary world actually inspired me to do so. I care enough to do my job well, because now I have to keep making money in order to pay back the debt I racked up trying to find myself.

So I told him to sit down, and I told him about what little I’ve managed to learn about myself in the last 10 years.

Maybe this can help some of you younger ones out there, too.

1: College is a sucky and fucking expensive place to find yourself. 

Getting away from your parents and becoming an adult is a pretty amazing rite of passage, but doing so at the cost of tens of thousands of dollars a year ends up just creating problems for yourself later that you’re going to wish you’d had the foresight to avoid. 

I sat him down and I asked, “How much did college cost a year?”

“Twenty four thousand,” he said.

“And what would you major in, if you went back?”

He looked lost, and I shook my head. “Don’t go to school until you know the answer to that question.” 

$24,000 a year? To SEE if you want to pursue a major or not? To see if that’s a good “back up plan” for your dreams? That’s too high a price – because it’s not just money you’re borrowing, it’s years of your own life paying that money back.

2. Debt is a prison you’ll be trying to escape your entire life. 

Eighty thousand dollars of debt for a bachelor’s degree – if you hate the major you chose, congratulations, because you’re essentially stuck doing a job in that field for the next twenty years in order to pay back the money you borrowed to get that degree you didn’t even really want. 

The debt forces you to get a job. Having a job forces you to find shelter and food. You then have to pay bills. You need a way to get to work. More money.

You’ve basically assembled a prison for yourself because you were scared of the future, and now you have a future you hate. That fucking sucks. No amount of security is worth the unhappiness you’ll feel doing a job you can’t stand and watching your real passions wither away and die – passions you now have very little time to focus on.

3. Fuck your parents. That’s harsh, but hear me out. 

I listened to my parents when I went to school. And they were sincerely worried about me and my future. They cared and they wanted me to be safe and happy and financially secure. I understand that and I appreciate their concern.

But they’re going to be dead in a few decades and guess who’s still going to be here, living with the decisions they made for me? Me. 

The only person that’s with you your entire life is you. Make decisions that you want to make. Let your failures and your successes be yours and yours alone. Maybe the decisions you make don’t pan out – that’s fine. At least they were yours. Don’t let other people set you on a life path you’re not certain is right for you, because once you’re on it, it’s going to be hard to get off.

Maybe you’ll disappoint your parents by not getting that degree, but that’s not going to matter very much to you forty years from now when your soul had withered up inside your body and they’re no longer around to disapprove of your choices, now will it?

Disappoint them now. It’s okay. They’ll still love you. And they’ll be glad to know you’re happy, no matter what.

4. It’s okay to not fucking know you’re doing. Nobody does. 

Not knowing what you’re doing is perfectly normal and it’s fine. You’re not stupid for not having your life figured out at 18, 22, 30, 50, or 80. Nobody knows what they’re doing. Your parents don’t know. Your grandparents don’t know. The wise neighbor to your left that lived through the Great Depression and all the World Wars doesn’t know.

When you become an adult, you realize how much of adulthood is just winging shit and being like “Golly, I hope this doesn’t turn out to suck!” 

Nobody has their shit together, so don’t feel pressured to have yours together. Twenty years from now, your shit still won’t be together; the only difference between you then and you now is that you’ll have realized that it’s perfectly normal and nothing to panic about.

You may change your “passion” like 10 times in your life, and that’s also normal. Don’t get bogged down on making a decision for what you’re going to do for the next sixty years. 

Because the real truth is, you don’t know. And you can’t know, nor can you really plan for it.

And that’s fine.

5. You can change your mind as much as you want. 

Just be happy. Just because you wanted to be a world-class ballerina two years ago and you’ve realized that you actually want to be a world-class oil painter now doesn’t invalidate your prior passion for ballet, nor does it make the time you spent working on that dream a “waste.” The time you spent caring about ballet more than anything else in the world was a beautiful time that you shouldn’t want to take back.

Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking that just because you didn’t care about it from the start of your life to the bitter end, it didn’t really matter. It did, and you’re the person that you are because of it.

6. Don’t be afraid. 

There’s a lot of things to be afraid of in this world. Chasing a dream that doesn’t pan out shouldn’t be one of them. Just because you chased the dream of being a musician and you didn’t become world-famous doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t have chased that dream. It doesn’t mean you’re foolish for having that dream, or for working so hard on it.

If you’re young, and you don’t have really heavy responsibilities (like a child you have to care for), then this is the time to do the crazy shit. To let yourself try and become the thing you always wanted. If all you have to take care of in this world is yourself, then go for something wild.

Go for the thing you always wanted. Maybe you’ll get it, and maybe you won’t. Maybe in five years you’ll realize you don’t want it anymore, and you’ll find yourself back where you started.

It was still worth the journey. And it was still worth the uncertainty.

“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky

EDIT: 

7. YOU DON’T NEED A COLLEGE DEGREE TO BE SUCCESSFUL. 

Can’t believe I forgot this in my original post. YOU DON’T NEED A DEGREE TO BE SUCCESSFUL IN YOUR LIFE. Look at what you really want to do and SERIOUSLY ASK YOURSELF if you NEED a degree to do it.

Writing? Drawing? Painting? Making music? Not only do you not need a degree for that shit, it’s up for debate as to whether getting one is even worth the cost. What are you learning for 20-40k a year that you couldn’t learn from the goddamn internet or just by being friends with someone else in the field???

Seriously examine whether or not your passion requires a degree. If it doesn’t, DON’T WASTE YOUR MONEY for an empty status symbol.

/ end rant

Jacksepticeye on Dissociation

“I’m not well verse with that kind of stuff to be able to talk about it but you can see little patterns here and there.

it’s definitely honing in on that kinda aspect of things. And Mae, see that’s the thing you play as Mae a lot so you don’t know If all this stuff is actually happening or… what the hell is going on because Mae seems so have very strong dissociative disorders with reality and we don’t know if what she’s seeing is actually real the stuff in her dreams, I guess.

The symbolism of her with a baseball bat beating up… shapes? makes a lot of sense now because she just started seeing people as shapes.

And this happens to people in real life people, people can just certainly be watching TV and the all of a sudden it snaps. That just nothing makes sense to them anymore. They just look around their lives and they just see the world as like a video game or something, and that’s where a lot of that talk of like “Video games creates violence” kinda stuff and stuff. That’s… these types of disorders are normally ingrained inside people and then it’s stuff like video games and movies and TV “None of this is real” kinda thing and that’s very scary for anybody that’s going through that or anybody who knows somebody who’s going through that because then it’s like nothing has really any consequence anymore. your like, “well what’s stopping me murdering that person right now?” kinda stuff so maybe that’s what’s happened to Mae and maybe she just flipped, and she just got angry and just… attacked someone for no reason sometimes that’s all it takes and I kinda like that aspect of the game as well that not everything is kinda spoon fed to you

Sometimes it’s like, well that life! life is cruel, life is harsh, life is kinda shit sometimes not everything goes perfectly according to plan, and not everything has an explanation. sometimes shit just happens and you have to kinda deal with it instead of trying to figure out well, why did that happen?”

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Rubber duck - Tyler Seguin (smut)

A/N: I don’t really know how our conversation got to the point of talking about vibrating rubber ducks, @carey-pricemas. But you sure know that I wasn’t going to let that prompt go to waste. This wasn’t requested and it’s quite filthy, but i hope you enjoy it.

Word count: 1856

Warnings: THIS IS FILTHY KIDS. Smut. Cussing. 

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Eric x Reader

Part One


“We all know why we’re here, (Y/N) would you like to explain yourself?” Max asked as he hurried in and sat down, not looking at Eric or Tori.

“Running to Abnegation gave my child the best chance to correctly decide on her faction.” You said seriously and everyone seemed to be taken back.

“So, you were pregnant before you left?” Eric asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes, less than two percent of Dauntless children leave Dauntless I wanted to give my child a chance to experience a faction that had a higher…” Eric shook his head and stood up.

“Are you saying that she wouldn’t have the chance to change factions if I raised her!” Eric snapped and Max motioned for him to sit.

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What the Hell? (1/???)

Originally posted by hollandoakes

A/N: This is my first imagine and it’s not the best and probs a little out of character for our friendly neighborhood vigilante but I live for the best friends fighting angst and the teenage drama so sue me

She doesn’t exactly know when her feelings for Peter Parker began or how. All (Y/N) remembers is looking at her best friend one day and liking the way he bit his lip as he worked on his geometry homework. Then she found herself staring at his lips entirely too long. She brushed it off until she found herself liking the curve of his nose and the light spray of freckles that ran across it and that the one piece of hair that was always out of place was falling in his eyes. And it kept happening with every single little detail she already knew so well but somehow never thought was special before.

(Y/N) ignored every single one of these things, writing them off as teenage angst bullshit. She’s known Peter since she was three years old; she was well aware that these feelings were bound to happen in a friendship as close as theirs but she knew she’d be able to push them to the back of her mind until she was sure they would never come about again. 

But here she was, six months later, and still feeling everything and more.

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i’m kinda pissy bc of people who haven’t even watched skam reduce it to a show about “cute white gays”.

season 3 of skam is literally the most realistic, beautiful and good portrayal of a gay character and a gay relationship i’ve ever seen. it’s the only tv-show i’ve seen that has a canon bipolar character, that’s btw very realistically written and doesn’t romanticize the depressive episodes he has, and makes a big deal out of making sure everyone knows his mentall ilness doesn’t make him crazy and doesn’t define him as a person, and in the end his mentall illness doesn’t stop him from having good healthy relationships. he gets a happy ending. also the only show i’ve ever seen where they mention pansexuality and talk about the differences between pan/bi. 

season 2 is also so very important, especially the whole rape storyline about the importance of reporting the person who raped you. the reports of rapists went up 30% in norway after that season aired, that’s so increadibly important. when eva breaks up with jonas & says this 

that’s the only time ive ever heard a female character say this on a show even tho its so common irl. the storyline about Vilde’s and Noora’s eating disorder and them helping each other out was so realistic and important. Skam is also a female driven show, the first two seasons surround a girl group of friends and listen, these female characters, they’re so good. so so so good, so realistic. they look realistic, they don’t always wear makeup and have their hair done, they make mistakes and they grown and learn. they take care of, help and love each other. they’re SO real, so so so real, and i’m so thankful for that. 

there’s so much more but bascially. skam is a really really really important show and the absolute most realistic portrayal of teens i’ve ever seen in any tv-show and/or movie. i do wish and hope that they will include more non-white characters (there’s only 3 so far and people who tell u that that’s just how it looks in scandinavia are literally lying lol) and tackle subjects like racism (they did very lightly dab into islamophobia tho, but yeah very lightly).

besides the important topics this show deals with, it’s one of the most detailed well written tv-shows i’ve literally EVER seen, it’s almost impossible to find a single plot hole. there’s amazing subtle symbolism. it’s visually stunning, every single shot planned out perfectly to showcase exactly what they want to show case. it has an amazing soundtrack and amazing actors, it’s honestly one of the most well made shows i’ve ever ever seen.  skam is also very uniqe in the way they release their clips/episodes since it all takes place in real time and all characters have their own social media, we get to see texts between the characters between the clips etc. this have never been done before and it’s really cool. but yeah basically, this is why i get pissed and a bit petty. skam is actually such an important well made show, don’t reduce it to some boring attempt to being “gay inclusive”, because that’s not this show at all.

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*Requested* Got7|| Bambam lowkey likes you but you feel indifferent because of the fact that your tastes in humour are so different, making it seem hard for you to get along. The guys invite you out to see a movie only to coincidentally ;))) all have plans leaving just you and Bambam. Turns out that you and Bambams humour clash perfectly together [I hope this was anon! ♡] ~~Send in requests?

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