i kind of hate being here

the-fur-collector  asked:

*sneaks in from the shadows* I feel like I should thank you for being such an amazing person here. Each and every day you shine a light to help guide us to the good in life. I myself am a very positive person and try to do just the same but I'd like to believe that you're the reason I'm still here and still moving forward. So thank you for being everything you are, for being such a kind and loving soul. Keep on being that amazing person who inspires us all daily :) kindness will defeat the hate.

Thank you for thanking me it’s really nice hearing that I have somewhat of an impact on you… Your message warms my heart and I hope you keep finding inspiration no matter where the source comes from. Thank you again! <3

Khulana finished 2.1 and now is suffering on 2.2 until she be eligible to transfer to Mateus (and this human being to buy her a story potion), current level 55 trying to save everyone with gestures and kindness.
Just more 5 levels and then “here we go to SB” (and hopefully to Mateus)

Who is Chanyeol?

screams ultimate bias

♡ Park Chanyeol

♡ “happy virus”

♡ “yoda”

♡ “3.01″

♡ Biggest dork on the planet

♡ has a dog called Toben

♡ Is tall

♡ god took his time on him

along w the rest of exo

♡ raps

♡ sings

♡ plays the guitar

♡ plays the piano

♡ is a dj

♡ composes 

♡ produces songs

♡ models

♡ can unlock the doors without a key

♡ bowling king

♡ masters everything

except dancing

♡ He is also fucking rich 

but not as rich as $uho

♡ lends all his money to sehun

♡ doesn’t mind buying a car that costs $500.000

he can buy me three times w that money

♡ Has the most unique voice along with kai

♡ His voice is deep and soothing while singing

♡ but strong and powerful while rapping

♡ has reeaallllyy good collabs

♡ stay with me ft.punch

♡ don’t make money ft heize where he dissed mnet

♡ let me love you ft junggigo

♡ FREAL LUV FT TINASHE & FAR EAST MOVEMENT

or should i say fa eest momint

♡ sorry not sorry

♡ won the best collab award

♡ a wise man once said “you lovin’ the size”

Originally posted by iyeolie

♡ Wrote heaven

♡ And gave sehun lots of lines

♡ bless him

Originally posted by sehunoh

♡ He is so good looking

♡ despite the fact that he’s a freaking giant

♡ he is ethereal

♡ i’m not even talking about his photo shoots

♡ HE IS SO HANDSOME SOMEONE SAVE ME

♡ art art art art art art art

♡ was really popular in high school coz he looked so good in uniforms

looks better without

♡ Visual af

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

♡ He knows it

♡ but sometimes tends to forget that he’s the sexiest man alive

along with the rest of exo

♡ He has lots of nicknames but the only one that matters is

♡ happy virus

♡  A wise man once said

♡ “no matter how difficult something is,i will not pout and smile like an idiot”

♡ pure hearted boy

♡ He’s always so giggly and happy

♡ is the mood maker of exo

♡ manages to make everyone smile

♡ with his dorky and goofy side

♡ camera caught him saying “yeppoo” to red velvet’s irene

Originally posted by r-velvets

omg i love him chanyeol you cant do dis to me

♡ however also cries a lot

♡ They say that people with big eyes cry a lot

♡ he has the biggest eyes

♡ he said that he cried on his car after Exo’rdium Japan concert due to stress and hardships

♡ But we’ll protect him

♡ Also cried cause he was so happy when he received many gifts from fans and friends for his bd

♡ He is a soft boy indeed

♡ Also,a dork

♡ Sleeps his eyes open

♡ Screams his ass off

♡ hits anything nearby when he’s laughing

♡ chanyeol+floor is a tru ship

♡ he loves the floor

told ya fam

♡ They call him yoda coz he got big ears

big and beautiful

♡ He said that he watched his part “3.01″in growl’s mv at least 100 times coz he thinks he’s too handsome

♡ HERE IS THE HOLY GIF

♡ If you’re mentioning chanyeol,you have to mention

♡ CHANBAEK

♡ the precious,holy relationship

♡ they basically want to marry

♡ but sm is a bitch so won’t let them

♡ They adore each other

♡ they’re the real life couple

♡ went to see kid together to adopt one

♡ baekhyun said that if he were a girl,he would date chanyeol coz he’s kind but we all know the real reason here

♡ chen said baekhyun is being too unrealistic coz he can’t even reach yeol’s ears

♡ –>baekhyun wears chanyeol’s  clothes

♡ They buy couple shoes from gucci

♡ they had oversea dates —->ny where chanyeol bought him coffee

♡ They also said that C in CBX stands for chanyeol and introduced themselves as Chanbaek

I LEGIT DIED

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

stop staring baek he already knows

♡ There’s also a love-hate relationship called

♡ CHANSOO

♡ They get along really well and love each other

♡ but not afraid to hit or diss each other in front of the camersa

♡ ksoo secretly loves chan but too scared to admit

♡ coz chan is a cheesy giant who will talk about it all the time

♡ chanyeol supported him on his drama

♡ he said “thx chanyeol” with a disappointed face

chanyeol is his secret one night stand

♡ The height difference is real tho

♡ They’re adorable we hope bbh doesnt know

♡ ksoo often forgets chanyeol’s presence 

Originally posted by royalyeol

♡ Chanyeol is also multi talented

♡ he can sing,rap,dj,play 5 instruments and compose

YYYAASS

♡ Sometimes he doesn’t show but

♡ he is da real mvp

♡ loves dogs

♡ has a small dog called “toben”

♡ said”he is a kind dog and i wanted to name him as toben since Beethoven is also a kind and respectable person”

♡ bootiful

♡ Also great with kids

♡ cooked a meal for a smol child on a variety show 

♡ was cute

♡ Also,dancing his dancing isn’t the best

♡ the thing is

♡ compared to normal people who don’t dance like me,he is a great dancer

♡ but since everyone in exo knows how to dance perfectly

♡ he isn’t considered as a good dancer in exo

♡ he also has a giant body

how is he supposed move all the parts perfectly

♡ is good friends with chimchim of bts

♡ woozi of SVT

♡ Joohoney of Monsta X

♡ HUGGED SUGA

♡ As well as jonghyun of shinee

I FEEL SO SOFT RN

♡ He is the most adorable person on the planet

Originally posted by ohunshine

♡ his relationship with members is just

I love lay so much looks at this adorable cutie pie i hate u sm omg he sso cutteee

♡ He is a part of the beagle line

♡ chen+chanyeol+baekhyun

♡ also a part of the shopping crew

♡ sehun+vivi+suho+chanyeol

♡ Part of the chingu line

♡ ksoo+the beagle line

♡ he gets along withe everyone except ksoo

♡ for once lay touched his crotch on kbs music bank accidentally and he was like boi what r u doin

♡ pokes lay’s butt

♡ DABS ALL THE TIME

♡ knows every single girl group song and choreo i mean twice

♡ said oh shit on a live broadcast

♡ is thirsty for lay

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek

♡ he is a dork who we must protect!

Imagine an AU where person b is a superhero and person a is the reporter tasked with writing articles and getting photos of them but a is always getting into really perilous situations and person b finds it absolutely hilarious and adorable

Person A: *dangling from a flag pole, clutching their camera and their notepad* 

Person B: *currently laughing their ass off*

Person A: what the hell kind of bullshit is this i’m a damsel in distress you get your radiated ass up here right the fuck now and save me before i plummet to my death

Person B: you’re the farthest thing from a damsel i’ve ever seen tbfh

Person A: *being lifted to the ground by Person B* i’ve never been so offended in my life and i hope you rot in the fires of hell but anyway could you sit for an interview

  —  —  —  BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  strap in ‘cause this one is rough.  ’
‘  it’s– it’s yucky.  ’
‘  i’m aware of some details of this and it’s– it’s yucky.  ’
‘  i’m not a gambling man, but i don’t really like those odds.  ’
‘  we could conceivably run into this guy taking a dump in the woods or something.  ’
‘  are you fucking out of your mind?  ’
‘  i’m starting to think you want to die.  ’
‘  you turned a corner on that one pretty quick.  ’
‘  oh my god, it’s fucking horrifying.  ’
‘  there’s an elk, though. there’s a deer over there.  ’
‘  here’s the remains and rubble of one of the greatest unsolved mysteries of all time and you’re looking at the fucking deer in the forrest.  ’
‘  maybe they were in there telling ghost stories.  ’
‘  that’s not what pillow talk is, i don’t think.  ’
‘  pillow talk could either mean something you do after sex or it could mean what’s like sleepover talk.  ’
‘  do you tell ghost stories after sex?  ’
‘  all very effective for– for murder.  ’
‘  they stabbed him so hard that the knife bent.  ’
‘  you would think that there’d be at least one witness.  ’
‘  you see someone running through the forrest covered in blood, you’re probably not gonna bat an eye.  ’
‘  that’s not how the forrest works.  ’
‘  excuse me, sir. why are you covered in blood?  ’
‘  i’m glad to know that you would be the worst crime scene witness of all time.  ’
‘  oh, you were phrasing it in a dramatic way.  ’
‘  what is it about killers– that they want to be caught so badly… or like they want to get as close to being caught without being caught?  ’
‘  i can’t put my mind into the mind of a criminal.  ’
‘  i can put my mind into the mind of a criminal.  ’
‘  some of them must be friends, others would like to plunge knives into each other.  ’
‘  i can imagine one friend of yours murdering you.  ’
‘  i’m pretty sure there was a coverup by the police department.  ’
‘  70′s and 80′s police were always just like, ‘oh, you murdered someone? you got forty bucks?’  ’
‘  great! what else do you want?! i murdered people for you! and now… what?  ’
‘  oh, so i’m the psycho cause i murdered for you!?  ’
‘  what, the police were just writing fan fiction?  ’
‘  this is just baffling to me.  ’
‘  i guess that’s their job, but can you imagine how much goddamn paperwork is involved in that? so much!  ’
‘  i’m pretty sure we’re being watched, so i kind of wanna leave, to be honest.  ’
‘  i’ve had enough of this place and i haven’t even been here that long. i hate this place.  ’
‘  this boogeyman is very thorough.  ’
‘  i guess we’re lucky he got lazy.  ’
‘  the greatest safety precautions of our time are written in blood.  ’
‘  i think they’re tired of this ongoing saga that never ends.  ’
‘  you know, i actually disagree with that last sentiment.  ’
‘  this is like straight-up end of days shit going on.  ’
‘  this could’ve been the beginning of the zombie apocalypse, in my mind.  ’
‘  i’ve daydreamed about having an amazing bunker that has satellite tv.   ’
‘  ‘bad advil’ sounds like a shitty indie band.  ’
‘  the wild west was the 80′s.  ’
‘  in the 80′s you could walk in a store, pocket a soda, punch a guy in the face, and then be like ‘see ya later. fuck you!’ cops wouldn’t get to your door for weeks.  ’
‘  he had books that were just titled ‘how to crime’? if he had a book called ‘how to crime’ then there’s your guy.  ’
‘  oh, yeah… nah, i’m good. eh, bit of a reach.  ’
‘  some old lady in florida bought the unabomber’s typewriter?  ’
‘  maybe this guy was really in the dog house and was just desperate for any kind of turn of affection from her so he thought, ‘i know that i’ll do! i’ll write the fbi!’  ’
‘  no, i didn’t– what, is there anything to suggest that i would chase my mom with an axe?  ’
‘  i think you wear a mask sometimes.  ’
‘  maybe you should keep digging and see what happens.  ’
‘  these are two messed up weirdos who have found each other and it’s almost a shockingly beautiful love story.  ’
‘  i don’t get it. i just wanna talk about my work and everyone just keeps seeming to bring up all my past of all the shitty stuff i’ve done.  ’
‘  ugh, this guy’s gross.  ’
‘  it must’ve been fun to be a criminal in the 80′s.  ’
‘  everything before the 80′s – just lawless.  ’
‘  get your sunglasses ready because this one is packed full of bright stars.  ’
‘  i’m good to go. i’m always ready, baby!  ’
‘  it came true so she was actually warranted in all these fears.  ’
‘  this would be like if you were eaten by a shark.  ’
‘  i thought for a second we were talking about things that are actually scary.  ’
‘  i’m gonna let this slide because i know you’re just trying to get a rise out of me.  ’
‘  does that man have a magical penis or something?  ’
‘  you think the only reason someone would go back to someone is because they have a magical penis?  ’
‘  i feel like divorce is probably a lot of work.  ’
‘  do you not know how love works?  ’
‘  maybe i don’t know how love works.  ’
‘  i have a hard time imagining someone going gaga over christopher walken.  ’
‘  i bet when you get in a room with christopher walken, he commands the space.  ’
‘  i brought some cocktail weenies.  ’
‘  one of my greatest fears is that someone will trick me into doing heroin.  ’
‘  that’s the dumbest fear i’ve ever heard in my life.  ’
‘  how many situations can you be in that would put you up to that potential danger?  ’
‘  how many parties are you going to where heroin’s involved? it seems like a lot.  ’
‘  it’s the fear that someone would come up to me on the street and put heroin in me and then i’m hooked forever.  ’
‘  here’s what must’ve happened… these forty things, in succession.  ’
‘  what are you trying to do, fuck my wife?  ’
‘  why would he make this up?  ’
‘  he– he was just trying to fuck someones wife.  ’
‘  i can’t imagine murdering someone even when drunk.  ’
‘  when you drink you can imagine murdering someone?!  ’
‘  i ate a pumpkin once when i was drunk… i just took a bite out of a pumpkin.  ’
‘  that’s a rational fear!  ’
‘  that is not a rational fear!  ’
‘  these are the musings of a paranoid man.  ’

vernon; the boy next door (m)

genre/warnings: fluff/romance/smut, flangst, adorkableness, use of non-penetrative sex toys, (not so) dry humping

word count:  14737

feat: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua, Jeonghan + various 

prompts: roommate!Vernon, silliness, cuddles, mac n’cheese = love 

(a/n) my birthday project for my muse. thank you for everything vern:) and kisses for @vernkn​ who gifed my soft sweater vernon aesthetic. enjoy!

She loved Joshua Hong.

When she was so graciously offered to live in her aunt’s vacation penthouse close to her university of choice, the only catch was that she had to pay some of the bills. Completely fair, because it was a kind enough gesture to give away a freshly furnished space to a niece you barely talked to. Luckily, there was enough room for another guest, enough to split the rent.

So in comes the savior of her life, brother from another mother, Joshua Hong, decked out in sandy beige Sperry’s and ironed white jeans. Fresh from South California, he wore their sunshine on his smile, and their attitude in his Cheshire eyes. He was attending the same university as well, and was conveniently looking for a means to stay. Needless to say, she pounced on him at orientation before he could ask anyone else.

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How to Get a Little to Stop Procrastinating:
  • Me: I miss you Daddy.
  • Daddy: I miss you too, are you doing your paper?
  • Me: Kinda...
  • Daddy: hmm?
  • Me: I just wanna color :(
  • Daddy: Color later
  • Me: But... but... Daddy...
  • Daddy: Paper
  • Me: Uggggggggggggggggggggggggg
  • Daddy: Come on now Kitten
  • Me: I so literally just want to not do it.
  • Daddy: No
  • Me: I'm doing it. Just lots of breaks to cry about how much I hate this
  • Daddy: awwww. I'll reward you if you finish it.
  • Me: Oooo what kind of reward?
  • Daddy: New stuffie
  • Me: ... Daddy.... are we being serious here....
  • Daddy: One big enough to cover your bed... maybe
  • Me: Daddy....
  • Daddy: Hm?
  • Me: Don't mess with me here. This is serious business you're talking about
  • Daddy: Maybe not that big. But a stuffie.
  • Me: Well now I have to finish this paper even if it kills me.
Not So Picture Perfect || Kian Lawley Imagine (Requested)

“Literally all I want to do is go home. I really don’t want to be here,” I told Callie as I worked on the gym elliptical.

“What, why? You love the gym. What’s wrong?”

“Kian flies out with Jc and Dom today for the second half of the tour and won’t be back for 3 weeks.”

“Okay, I know you love him, but it’s only 3 ½ weeks. They will fly by, especially with Maya’s birthday party and Ricky’s “I Hit One Million” Bash.”

Even though I hate to admit it, she was right. It’s just 3 lousy weeks and with the technology we have today, it will be like he never left. 

“Fuck, you’re right. Did you know I hate that about you?”

“Yeah and I love you too, beyotch. Call me later, okay?”

“Alright, bye.”

I finished my 90 minute workout and headed home to see Kian for the last few hours. I grabbed my gym bag and unlocked the door to see Kian’s suitcases against the wall. I let out a sigh and called out to him.

“I’ll be there in a sec!” he yelled back. When he came into my view, I saw that he was on the phone.

“Yeah, Dude. I’ll be there in about an hour. Okay. Bye”

I gave him a confused look,”I thought your flight was at 10 tonight.”

“It was, but there was a screw up with the airline and our flight is 4:40 now.” I looked at the clock behind him and it read 1:27 pm.

“So that means you have to leave now,” I said defeated.

“Yeah, I’m sorry Baby.”

“No it’s fine, it’s not your fault. Did you need me to drive you?”

“I don’t need you to, but I definitely want you to,” he said as he embraced me. 

I helped him load his bags into the car and hopped in. I couldn’t help but think that i wouldn’t have moments like this for 3 fucking weeks. I hated it, but Kian loves his fans and would do anything for them. I would never stand between that.

After what seemed like the shortest ride in history, we pulled up to his terminal. Jc and Dom were already out there waiting for us and I helped unload Kian’s things. We stood there for what felt like forever, just holding each other.

“Ugh, ew! Come on already, Vitaly’s inside!” JC whined beside us. Kian and I decided to gross him out even more and started tongue battling each other.

“God! Didn’t you guys do enough of that before he left?!” asked Dom.

“We actually didn’t,” I said to Kian, looking kind of amused. 

“Well this is going to be one uncomfortable flight,” he joked.

“Speaking of flight, we gotta catch ours!” JC said.

“Fuuuck, I don’t want you to leave.”

“I know, but I’ll be back soon, okay.”

“Okay, have fun.”

“I will, I’ll call you when we land,” he said running into the airport.

“I’ll be waiting,” I said to myself.

When I arrived back to our place I was finally able to take a well needed shower. When I was done, I ordered food off of Postmates and caught up on ‘Are You The One?’ I really hated being here without Kian, but I had to remind myself that I did it during the first half and was (somewhat) fine.

My phone started to ring and I got excited when I saw that it was Kian calling.

“Hello?” 

“Hey, Baby. How are you?”

“Lonely. How was the flight?”

“Pretty good. Some kid threw up though, which made Dom almost throw up.”

“Ew, but kinda awesome, haha.” Our conversation didn’t last long due to the fact that he had a long day tomorrow and it was late where he was.

I decided that it was time for me to go to bed as well and try to not be so bleh.

The next few days were getting easier and easier. Almost two weeks have already passed and Maya’s birthday party was a great distraction. I hear from Kian every night and every night I miss him more. Tonight is Ricky’s bash and I’m really excited. I took me like 4 hours to get ready, but I was almost done. I was applying the last bit of makeup when my phone buzzed. 

I heard Callie come in and we naturally had to capture this moment. 

That night was complete blast. I can’t stress how proud I am of Ricky T for reaching over one million youtube subscribers. Callie and I finally got back to my place and I was about to take a shower when my phone started to ring.

“Hey, I saw your Snap. You look beautiful, how was the party?”

“It was really fun, but tiring. How’s the tour going?”

“It’s good! The fans are amazing, the closer I get to coming home, the more anxious I get to be with you.”

“*Sigh* I can’t wait for you to come back.”

“I know me either, but I’ll let you get some rest and I’ll do the same. Sweet dreams, Babe.”

“You too, Kian. Good night.”

The next few days were quite boring, but Kian comes home in a little over a week and I’m so happy! I had been trying to reach him for the last few hours now, but he wasn’t picking up. I finally gave up on him and tried calling JC, but it was too loud to hold a conversation. My last resort was Vitaly who evidently was asleep and didn’t know anything.

I realized that this was the first night Kian hadn’t called me and I got a sort of uneasy feeling in my stomach. I quickly shook it off and decided to go to bed. 

It was about 7:15 am when I was woken up by the constant vibration of my phone. After about 2 solid minutes, I groggily turn over and check what it is. I see that it is a bunch of Twitter notifications and I decided to open them. I see an assload of pictures of Jc with some random girl wither ass out, but that’s when I see it.

“What the fuck?” I say to myself as I read the tweets. I feel my heart drop as I see my boyfriend cradling another girl’s ass. I immediately decide to call him and of course it goes straight to voicemail. 

Over the course of the next 9 days, I didn’t leave the house. Ricky and Callie came over to keep me company, but I just wanted to be alone. Kian tried calling every 5 minutes, except when he was on stage, but I ignored all of them. Even the rest of the boys were trying to contact me, but I only talked to Vitally since he wasn’t there that night. He tried to get me to talk about it, but knowing that he would relay it all to Kian, I just changed the subject. 

So many people were talking about what happened, even Kian’s ex Andrea. All I could do at this point is cry and look at old photos of Kian and I. 

Kian comes back tomorrow and I had to make a hasty decision. I was in the middle of my thoughts when my phone vibrated over and over again. I thought I shut that fucker off. I go look at it and I see it is the man of the hour once again.

I can’t help but smile a little bit as I cry even harder now. Is it worth letting go? Is it worth staying? Then he said it. 

Those words made my decision so much easier.

I need to read percy jackson because i love them AUs

And i love torturing Lance so I give to you this percy jackson AU idea where Lance is the son of Hades because langst and Lance being a outcast are my soul, Shiro is the son of Aphrodite because look at the guy, and Keith is the son of Zeus

and uh… heres some more idea for it

LANCE

  • son of Hades, not well liked
  • really hates that he’s the son of Hades
  • really misses his mother and his siblings, like really really misses them
  • just wants to be normal and go home
  • most new campers assume he’s aphrodites son because he’s a flirt and kind of attractive and they don’t know the ropes yet which always leads to an awkward moment when they ask because he kinda wants to say yes
  • would literally die for his friends
  • and by firends he means hunk, and later pidge, who are the only people that hang out with him
  • is incredibly jealous of keith because everyone loves him and he’s the son of zeus, is incredibly angered by keith because the guy doesnt even care
  • has an obession with water and swimming

KEITH

  • son of Zeus, adored all over
  • couldn’t care less about any of this halfblood stuff
  • was an ophran before he ended up at camp halfblood, knew Shiro before Shiro was taken in by the Holts
  • honestly more interested in his mum than he is zeus
  • does not understand lance, like at all.  the guy seems to have an obession with keith and has created this whole rivalry and keiths just like ‘so thats a thing i guess?’
  • despite being liked, doesnt really have any close friends until Shiro shows up
  • really wants to help shiro settle in, isn’t sure he wants to help shiro get his memories back  

SHIRO

  • son of Aphrodite, has been named the favourite by other campers
  • like keith, he doesn’t care much about his godly parent or anyone elses godly parent
  • also like keith, was an orphan however he ended up in the holts are instead of camp halfblood
  • shiro doesnt actually know how he ended up in camp halfblood.  one day he’s fishing with matt and sam and then something happened (he’s not sure what) and he woke up at camp halfblood
  • really wants to remember what happened that day, and find sam and matt
  • at the very least he wants to assure the holt girls that he’s alive, unfortunitly he’s not allowed to
  • mostly sticks with keith, both can usually be found training because they’re keith and shiro and what do you mean training all day every day isn’t healthy?

PIDGE

  • not a halfblood
  • however she is the first human to ever be able to fake being a halfblood
  • snuck into camp halfblood and has contiuned to pretend she just hasn’t been claimed yet, because of this she (like lance) is mostly an outcast however she (unlike lance) doesnt mind so much
  • their mutaul outcastness somehow lead to lance and pidge being friends and therefore hunks also a friend
  • the reason she snuck into camp halfblood was because matt and sam went missing and matt is actually the son of a god (athena) so Pidge thinks camp halfblood may have some useful iinformation

HUNK

  • son of hephaestus
  • also doesnt care about parentage. honestly the only one out of the 5 that does is lance and he only really cares about his own he aint gonna judge you
  • because he doesnt care, he didn’t mind being friends with lance when the other had no one and now they are best friends
  • also hates keith, mostly because lance does
  • like lance, would die for his friends (just with more fear)

ALLURA

  • daughter of athena, hella feared but also hella admired and liked
  • when you met her she is pretty and regal but dont be fooled, she can and will beat your ass for hitting on her.  some how lance keeps managing to forget this
  • like lance she also cares about parentage and can be hella judgemental.  she despises lance because he’s hades son.  lance will never have a chance with her
  • her father also used to be at camp halfblood as a counselor, however he was killed
  • since his death she’s been looked after mostly by coran and also has gone into prepare-for-revenage mode

CORAN

  • a counselor at the camp
  • didn’t like lance at first, however he paid attention and noticed how self-sacrificing lance was and has a soft spot for him (it helps that lance saved his life this one time)
  • adores allura, wishes she and lance would just get along but knows its not going to happen
  • isn’t fooled by Pidge but is letting her stay anyway because he understands why she’s there
  • is banned from the kitchen, now and forever

THE GALRA

  • Halfbloods who desire to rule over humanity or maybe just destory it
  • Lead by Zarkon, who i’m thinking is either the son od Zeus (therefore entitled and also connection to Keith) or Hades (again entitled because big 3, and also evil connotation, also he’d have a connection to Lance which could lead to some Lance betrayals because he’s treated like shit)
  • Regularly kidnap other halfbloods to force them to become galra soliders, such is the intended fate of Matt
  • Regularly kidnaps humans to be slaves, such is the intended fate of Samuel and also Shay’s family
  • Shiro was their most promising of kidnapped soilders, however he was saved by a BoM member and taken to camp halfblood, not that Shiro remembers any of that
  • The BoM is a huge pain in Zarkon’s side but Haggar is the one that most  deals with them, they’re halfbloods who were taken by Zarkon or joined him willing and later realized how fucked up the situation was and managed to escape or become an undercover agent
  • Zarkon used to be a big deal at camp halfblood, and then he killed Alfor because Alfor didn’t agree with him

OTHER THINGS

  • thace and coran are probably dating
  • and only lance knows, he finds it super gross cause to him it’s like watching your parents flirt badly in front of you
  • which is fitting since coran basically adopted lance and all
  • lance finds allura incredibly attractive and enjoys flirting with her.  however he enjoys flirting with her because it makes for excellent training when she gets mad, he would be so lost if she ever responded positively
  • totally drooling over Shiro becase hello, look at him
  • Shiro is completely unaware, keith is not.
  • Klance or Shance would totally be the end came.
  • Despite Zarkons best efforts most of humanity is still completely unaware of the halfbloods exisitence.  
  • Voltron is the name giving to a squad like no squad.  this squad ends up being the main 5 (funnily enough)

If someone could write this for me i’d be in love

Liability (Part 1)

A/N: FINALLY posting something. This is based off a recent even that happened in my life and I kinda needed to write it all down…let me know what you think! Especially since I haven’t written in forever! 

Dean x Reader, Sam, Jody, Claire

Word Count: 1000+

Warnings: Angst, Swearing

The two of you had avoided each other for weeks.

What went from hurtful words spewed at you in the heat of the moment, to you needing time, which then eventually led to the art of stonewalling that the two of you perfected in. And now here you were with this awful knot in your throat, your mind curled in on itself, two hands firmly holding the steering wheel, driving in the middle of buttfuck nowhere. You couldn’t even remember what the two of you had been arguing about in the first place, but the overwhelming sense of not being of any use to him, of being an inconvenience, a liability, was enough to have you putting as much distance as you possibly could from Lebanon, Kansas.

Keep reading

Some hilarious prompts #2

(bcs why not) Finally my collection of text posts will get in use omgg :D:D:DD:

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(Send me requests with 1/1+ prompt/s. I write about a lot of fandoms and also a lot of different things : one shots/scenarios/imagines/headcanons/chats/conversations/aesthetics/alomst anything) REQUESTS ARE OPEN! (for promts from this list and from the first one ; third one)

82. Do you ever talk to a person and your heart starts doing some dubstep shit.

83. If you can’t deal with my sarcasm, I can’t deal with being your friend. 

84. I’m nothing but a constant state of internal screaming at this point.

85. I went to the beach once, 500 years later I still have fucking sand in my shoes.

86. How long after arriving at someone’s house is it appropriate to ask for the WiFi password?

87. Getting real tired of my own bullshit.

88. Thanks elevators, for bringing me up when I was down.

89.  Here’s a little song I like to call “I cherish our friendship so I won’t tell you I would totally have sex with you if you asked.”

90. A: Do you ever get the urge to get up in the middle of the night while everyone else  is fast asleep and just walk places and be completely and entirely dedicated to your thoughts?
      B: Yea, but the problem is I don’t want to get murdered. You feel me. 

91. Let me sleep in your stupid t-shirts and hold your dumb hand, you piece of shit.

92. need a gang to follow me around all day and clap when I make jokes.

93.  You know that feeling when you’re not your favourite person’s favourite person, and it kind of feels like you’re constantly swallowing sand.

94. “Stop being so dramatic” they say, “I don’t know what you mean” I say as I descent from the ceiling, surrounded by mist.

95. Just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. It’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot.

96. Studies show that I literally did not ask.

97. A: It doesn’t matter what you look like on the outside…
      B: Whew!!! good
      A:…It’s who you are on the inside!
      B: Ah, fuck!

98.  A (puts their hand over their crush’s): Ha ha how’d that get there?

99. I express my emotions in long groans at different octaves.

100. I mean you piss me off, but I’d do anything for you.

101. Honestly, sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic. Because I will get over it. But let me be dramatic first!

102. Do you ever feel like a 4 times divorced 45 year old woman that smokes cigarettes in her fur coats on a grand piano? Cause I do and it’s sad.

103. Single, not sure how to mingle.

104. I love it when people rant to me, like yes, I am entrusted with your hate.

105. My idea of flirting is making fun of each other, until one of us fucks up and says something nice.

106. A: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking slut.
        B: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking virgin.

107. Do you live on Elm Street, because you’re a nightmare.

108. Remember your parents told you to take out the trash? I’m the trash. They were telling you to take me out. Date me.

109. You know, liking someone and pretending you don’t is a lot of hard work.

110. How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked and on top of you?

111.  A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.
        B: What?
        A: I said you suck.

112. Have you ever accidentally befriended someone who is very very irritating?

113.  If you step on a person’s foot they open their mouth, just like a trash can.

114. How do I get over someone I never even dated?

115. Things I want - snuggles. Things get - struggles.

116. If you see me and I’m not wearing black, you saw wrong, that’s not me.

117. Why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars, when the ulitimate star is me.

118. I hate when It’s so hot outside and a bitch tells you to take your jacket off, like bitch no, this is my outfit.

119. If karma doesn’t come around and hit you in the face, I will.

120. I don’t think I’ve ever shut up in my entire life.

121. A: You don’t talk much.
        B: I’m observing your weaknesses since you’re so freely verbalizing everything about yourself.

122.  A: My kink is when people actually care about my feelings and what I have to say
         B: Too unrealistic, settle for bondage like the rest of us.

123. A: Your future self is watching you right now through your memories.
        B: Not if I get drunk enough.

124. A: Is there a word between angry and sad?
        B: Malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated.
        A: Smad.
        B: Oh my gOD.

125. Does the pale glow of my computer make me look hot?

126. Rest in peace to all the hours of sleep I’ve lost to overthinking.

127. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting.

128. Is “no” an emotion, because I feel it?

129.  I always look sleep deprived is that hot?

130. If you listen carefully you can hear me whisper “shut the fuck up” at least once every five minutes.

131. I’m kind of hurt, kind of offended, kind of not planning on saying anything about it.

132.  I’m tired 8 days a week.

133. I don’t trust people who look good with messy hair.

134.  I may be a shitty friend, but I’m your shitty friend.

135. Seven billion people on this planet and I have 2 friends. What is wrong with people, like put some effort in it, I’m not just gonna come and do the job for you.

136.  I’m sorry, is my swag distracting you?

137. I aspire to get to that level of hot when my hair looks like shit and I smell like black coffee and yesterday’s eyeliner is smudged under my eyes, but I still look fine as hell.

138. A: No, listen! What if one day you just turned into an almond and you couldn’t do anything about it because you were just a fucking almond?!
       B: You need to get laid, you weirdo.

139. A: You wear that a lot.
        B: That’s because I’m the main character of the story here, peasant.

140.  I don’t “dress to impress”, I dress to depress. I want to look so good that people hate themselves.

141. Behind every great man is me, checking out that ass.

142. The future is now, old man.

143. Seriously, all you do is bitch.

144. Are you trying to seduce me? Because so far you’re doing a great job.

145. Forgive and forget? More like resent and remember.

146. I’m that kind of person who between two choices always picks the wrong one.

147. I know what you’re going through, I read “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”.

148. Excuse me, I hate to go and vomit.

149. A: One day I hope I am the girl that walks into a room and all eyes are on her.
        B: The trick is to get a really big hat and scream.

150.  So tired of being human, I want to be a flower.

151. Screenshots don’t scare me, I know what the fuck I said!

152. I’m sorry for what I said, I was hungry.

153. A: Don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. Buy her a dragon.
        B: Because dragons don’t die?
        A: Because it’s hard to say “no” to something that can murder you instantaneously.

154. I want to be rebellious, but I don’t want to get in trouble.

155. A to B: Breaking news: being an asshole all the time doesn’t make you complicated and mysterious, it just makes you an asshole

156. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting.

157. One of these days I’m going to roll my eyes too hard and I’m gonna go blind.

158. I’m not a hint taker, you need to speak up.

159. Why allow yourself to be full of hate, when you can be full of pasta instead?

160. I’m an angry person and I want to let it all out and be an asshole, but I’m also a nice person and I don’t want to actually hurt anyone’s feelings, do you feel me?

A year ago we had an adventurer write in to ask for badge for existing, because they were finding it hard after  The Pulse shooting. This was our response:

Hey, I know this is shitty. I know it’s scary and it fucking hurts.

I know because I am also angry and sad and scared. But I’ve always believed in being vindictively happy. Celebrate who you are because you are brilliant and strong and amazing. Love yourself and those around you harder than you ever have in your life because that’s exactly the kind of thing the world needs right now. And if you’re too sad and tired for all that, it’s okay. I understand. There’s a whole community here to support you until you can.  

Celebrate. Love. Be happy. It’s the best fuck you to those who hate you.

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Ok so I’ve been thinking a lot about these tweets…

I think I’m faster to forgive than the average person, at least from what I’ve seen, but at the same time I don’t want to be some enabler that sweeps bad choices under the rug like they don’t matter.

Yes, he should’ve never auditioned and taken the job, and continued in that job feeling so guilty about working under a man he believed in his heart molested children. I am upset about that…

At the same time if you were in his place, and the guilt slowly built up until you realized you couldn’t take the money, you couldn’t keep quiet, you had to let the world know what you did– you would have to agree that he did the best he could do after the fact, not being able to go back in time and make it right. He donated his salary, he didn’t have to be so public about how much he believed Woody was guilty, or how much he regrets it. He could’ve been vague about it, feigned ignorance about Woody’s personal life, something to save face a little. But he’s showing true remorse by admitting his cowardice and not making excuses. He’s opened himself up for criticism and he’s not arguing against it, he’s just letting the hate come because he’s upset with his own choice, but all he can do now is apologize and make it a point to recommit himself and stick to his word. The fact that he tweeted that he never wants to compromise his principals like that again means he’s letting us hold him accountable from here on too. We can all point back at it and throw his own words at him if need be. 

And when it’s all said and done, I’m kind of a coward too, I can’t imagine being in a contract with a major movie, only having a little role in one scene, and snubbing a major hollywood player as a newbie. I can see myself trying to think up loopholes why it was ok to continue. “It’s a small part, it’s not like I’m supporting the actors around me”, “I really need this movie”, “Most people in this business are horrible secretly” and any number of excuses would be on my mind. I’m glad he didn’t make those excuses in his tweets at all. He just faced the fact that if he believed it was true about Woody, he shouldn’t have chosen to work in his film.

❝ ░ INDIANA JONES; STARTER SENTENCES.

  • ❛ You’re not the man I knew ten years ago. ❜
  • ❛ It’s not the years, honey, it’s the mileage. ❜
  • ❛ What a fitting end to your life’s pursuits. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know, I’m making this up as I go! ❜
  • ❛ You want to talk to God? Let’s go see him together, I’ve got nothing better to do. ❜
  • ❛ Come on! Show a little backbone, will ya! ❜
  • ❛ Snakes. Why’d it have to be snakes? ❜
  • ❛ You can’t do this to me, I’m an American.
  • ❛ I can only say ‘I’m sorry’ so many times. ❜
  • ❛ I oughta kill you right now. ❜
  • ❛ Not a very private place for a murder. ❜
  • ❛ Didn’t any of you guys ever go to Sunday school? ❜
  • ❛ Let us hurry. There is nothing to fear here. ❜
  • ❛ Well, _____, at least you haven’t forgotten how to show a lady a good time. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve learned to hate you in the last ten years! ❜
  • ❛ We never seem to get a break, do we? ❜
  • ❛ Oh, my friends! I’m so pleased you’re not dead! ❜
  • ❛ Please, sit down before you fall down. ❜
  • ❛ Now… what shall we talk about? ❜
  • ❛ It’s a transmitter, a radio for speaking to God. ❜
  • ❛ Your persistence surprises even me. You’re going to give mercenaries a bad name. ❜
  • ❛ Look at this. It’s worthless - ten dollars from a vendor in the street. But I take it, I bury it in the sand for a thousand years, it becomes priceless. ❜
  • ❛ Hey, what happened? You don’t look very happy. ❜
  • ❛ Shoot them. Shoot them both. ❜
  • ❛ If they knew we were here, they would have killed us already. ❜
  • ❛ Wow! Holy Smoke! Crash landing! ❜
  • ❛ Hold on to your potatoes! ❜
  • ❛ What kind of a name is that? Is it short for something? ❜
  • ❛ Nothing shocks me. I’m a scientist. ❜
  • ❛ Are you trying to develop a sense of humor or am I going deaf? ❜
  • ❛ You’re gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory! ❜
  • ❛ I keep telling you, you listen to me more, you live longer! ❜
  • ❛ I hate the water… and I hate being wet… and I hate you!
  • ❛ What a vivid imagination. ❜
  • ❛ You know how to fly, don’t you? ❜
  • ❛ Ah, dessert! Chilled monkey brains. ❜
  • ❛ There are two dead people in here! ❜
  • ❛ It’s okay, kid. It’s me. ❜
  • ❛ I had bugs for lunch. ❜
  • ❛ I burned by fingers and I cracked a nail! ❜
  • ❛ So what are you supposed to be, a lion tamer? ❜
  • ❛ I’m allowing you to tag along. So why don’t you give your mouth a rest. Okay doll? ❜
  • ❛ Ooh, what big birds! ❜
  • ❛ You lost today, kid. But that doesn’t mean you have to like it. ❜
  • ❛ He chose… poorly. ❜
  • ❛ I’m like a bad penny, I always turn up. ❜
  • ❛ Our situation has not improved. ❜
  • ❛ Is there anyone here who speaks English? Or maybe even ancient Greek? ❜
  • ❛ And in this sort of race, there’s no silver medal for finishing second. ❜
  • ❛ How dare you kiss me. ❜
  • ❛ Dance on your own time, will you? ❜
  • ❛ Unshackle me. I’ll give you a big hug. ❜
  • ❛ You know, for an old man you ain’t bad in a fight. ❜
  • ❛ One of the scorpions just stung me! Am I gonna die? ❜
  • ❛ Good thing we’re not grave robbers. ❜
  • ❛ I took Spanish. I didn’t understand a word of that. What was it? ❜
  • ❛ How much of human life is lost in waiting? ❜
letters to the signs as i know them right now

aries: hey, i miss you. snap me sometime? I miss your smile. i miss laughing with you and eating ramen. i miss those summer nights where we turned night into day. you were my best friend and I’m not entirely sure what happened. but i sure miss you a lot. 

taurus: you were my go to. the one i could trust and knew would be there for me. im really sad you broke that. i miss you, or i miss who i thought you were. because what you did isn’t what you would do. so maybe you’re very different than what i thought. hopefully sometime you would be willing to talk it out. i know you’re stubborn as shit and wont apologize. so ill do it instead. i love you. im sorry.

gemini: oh you. well i still love you, you know. hopefully you do. i repeated it to you the last few times we spoke. i miss laying in my backyard and looking at the stars with you. i miss getting popsicles and walking downtown with you. i miss your hands. but i heard someone else is holding them now. i miss your hair. i also that heard you cut it all off. i hope one day ill get to see you again. maybe you’ll come back here to visit. or ill stop by colorado. and we can smoke a bowl or something. you’re always in my heart. sometimes, you even sneak your way into my daydream.

cancer: you’re the only one who doesn’t hate me, i think. even though you have good reason to. when you saw me standing alone today, you were the only one to come say hi. i appreciated that more than anything. thank you. thank you, for being kind. thank you for taking care of my friend.

leo: hey, im constantly torn between talking to you or not. I’ve learned my lesson not to play with fire with you. but the sun soaks up water and maybe thats why im constantly drawn to you. you were my only friend for most of high school and i appreciate that. maybe its best if we keep a distance. and just remember the good times. 

virgo: hi. i miss you the most, probably. its your third year away from home and i miss your face like hell. i wish you didn’t have to leave at such an early age. i wish we got to spend our last teenage years together. thanks for making me always feel okay with myself. even if no one else is okay with me. and making me feel normal. i love u to the moon and back. and then again, a couple more times.

libra: im sorry. im really sorry. there isn’t any use apologizing or explaining myself because i was in the wrong. but sometimes, i wish i could tell you i wasn’t the only one. and your friend who tells you things about me that aren’t all true, also did things to you. but i wont tell you that. i dont want to be like her. but i dont think you would believe me even if i did. i do care about you. you’re one of my only friends. i hope i can repaire that. 

scorpio: i dont get to talk to you much. but the day i was sat with your friends and they all left, you stayed. i really appreciate that. more than you know. it warmed my heart. and that was the first time i felt something like that. 

sagittarius: hi u. you’re like my brother. i feel like i can talk to you. and you wont judge me. i like hanging out with you. you’re about the only guy who will talk to me and listens to me, not what everyone else says about me. you’re real. when you let me see that part of you its wonderful. i wish it would come out more.

capricorn: i dont know what you think of me right now. i really care about you. i hope being the friend that i have you can see that. your smile is breathtaking. i know he’s taking care of you. thats all i ever hope for. i love you. 

aquarius: im sorry i put so much pressure on you. thank you for being there while i figure out my situation. im sorry if i seem clingy. i would hug u all the time if i could. but i know ur aquarian independence is important. i admire that a lot, actually. i love you so much. thank you for always trusting me. xx

pisces: hi. i wrote you another letter. i wont give that one to you though. it hurt me when you told everyone about the one i wrote you. i poured my heart into 6 pages. it took me an hour to put together. everything put together in a system that would translate as genuine. i hope when you’re older, you’ll learn something like that stays in your heart, and not your mouth. i looked over at you today. you were already looking at me. i don’t know what to think about that. i hope we can be friends again, at some point. 

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Finally made a proper piece of Life is Strange fan art. Its perhaps…. a bit darker than most, but I like it. I liked the idea of Chloe kind of just comforting an awfully traumatized Max who’s overstretched herself, and the visual storytelling to help carry the emotions and juxtaposition between the two characters. Its not a scene we really see in the game, but really more of an aftermath of Max’s commitment to keep Chloe alive.

I have two versions here, with one being slightly desaturated because the colors look different on my two monitors. The top one looks oversaturated on my AdobeRGB monitor, while the bottom one looks undersaturated on my sRGB monitor. 

I hate coloring because nothing’s perfect. Printing is a whole other story.

Get on that HYPE TRAIN for Before the Storm, though! Just 8 more hours :V

EDIT: ALSO! I’m gonna be selling copies of this at San Francisco Comic Con this weekend! I’m at table C2 in artist alley!

Just One Night : Calum One Shot

Idea from this list of prompts x (thank u to @thesaltyspice for hooking me up with every prompt list u could ever dream of)

3AM came early as you lost all track of time trying to finish the first draft of your mid-semester literary analysis on Macbeth. As usual, you misjudged how long you needed to tie your ideas together and ended up overstaying your welcome at the campus library, forcing poor Mrs. Abraham to abandon the comfort of her desk chair in order to inform you that the doors will be closing soon. You made it as far as the murder of Banquo in your effort to prove that Macbeth’s ruthless drive for power existed regardless of his wife’s influence, but the final touches will have to be made tomorrow when your brain is recharged and your eyes are somewhat refreshed from a mediocre night’s sleep.

As you approach your dorm room, your backpack sinks lower from loosening the strap around your shoulder, swinging it to the front of your hip so you can search the front pocket for your key. Your fingers dance around your phone and an unnecessary amount of highlighters until a few seconds too many pass by without touching the material of your lanyard, and the casual task quickly becomes frantic as you resort to having to actually peer into the pocket.

“Shit,” you curse under your breath, finally accepting defeat upon your third time checking for something that should be there but isn’t. You close the zipper and readjust the backpack’s positioning, your next instinct to knock on the front door and awaken your roommate, but dreadfully remembering at the last second that she went home for the weekend and won’t be back until tomorrow.

Your heart begins to race as you try to think of what else you can do. There’s always the RA, but it’s really late, and she warned you the last time you locked yourself out of your dorm that you’d only get one free pass. You have other friends who live on campus who would probably take you in for the night, but their building is at least a twenty minute walk outside, and you’re not really in the mood to risk your safety. In the back of your mind pulses one last unlikely option that you would normally never consider otherwise, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and it would definitely beat camping out in the hallway.

A flight of stairs takes you to the next highest level of your building, a floor you used to walk almost as much as your own up until a few months ago. The path to room 437 is still programmed into your muscle memory, your feet guiding you down the hall, to the right, passed the broken vending machines that are never not out of order, and to the fifth door on the left. You suddenly feel nervous as you tap your knuckles lightly against the wooden surface, wondering if maybe you should have called first.  

Moments go by without an answer, but you remain patient considering the absurdity of an unannounced visitor at this hour. When you assume you didn’t knock loud enough wake either of the sleeping boys inside, you raise your fist to try again, but lose the need to do so when the door surprises you by creaking open.

A messy-headed, shirtless Calum now rubs his tired eyes in front of you, struggling to squint against the bright light of the hallway in order to see the bare minimum. When his vision becomes less blurry and he recognizes who the knocking came from, his brows scrunch together in confusion as he lazily rests his weight on the side of the door frame.

“Not the booty call I was expecting,” he jokes, voice low and scratchy from being unused for a while.

You roll your eyes playfully at the exact kind of remark you knew he would make. “You wish.”

He blinks at you softly, breaking into a subtle smile. “Why’re you here?”

Hating to ask Calum of all people for a favor, you take a deep breath in preparation. “I, uh… got locked out of my dorm.”

Calum’s chest huffs in amusement. “Again?”

“Yeah,” you confirm. “My roommate’s out of town until tomorrow and if I ask my RA for help I’ll be charged, so I was wondering if – maybe – um, I could just… stay here?”

Calum rolls his jaw slowly, looking at you intently, the growing smirk on his face clearly showing the boastful satisfaction he feels to once again be needed by you, his ex-girlfriend.

“Just one night,” you add begrudgingly, your pride admittedly taking damage from his evident smugness.

Calum sniffs and scratches his nose, eyes flicking up to the ceiling with a focused expression carved into his features as if he’s waiting to hear something specific.

You cross your arms, head tilting in annoyance. “Please.”

His gaze happily drops back to you now that you’ve said the magic word. “Sure,” he finally complies, pushing the door open wider but leaving his arm held out like a limbo stick. “Just keep your voice down. Michael’s sleeping.”

You utter a “thank you” before ducking under his arm and entering the dark room, hearing the door click closed behind you in addition to the soft snores coming from Michael spread out on his mattress. You place your backpack on the desk below Calum’s risen bed and remove the jacket from your shoulders, folding it over the curve of a chair as you realize your jeans and top will have to serve as pajamas since you have nothing else to change into.

Unless…

“Can I borrow something to wear?” you whisper to Calum as you turn to face him. Given the cramped size of the dorm, he’s practically hovering over you.

“Yeah.”

He steps toward his closet and pulls from the shelves one of his old band tees and a clean pair of boxers, purposely tossing them to your head instead of your hands and chuckling when you notice too late. You uncover your face and drop the clothing on the desk as you start to change without thinking, yanking your shirt over your head and reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra, but stopping when you catch Calum out of the corner of your eye and notice that he’s wandering around the room freely.

“D'you mind?” you question when his eyes meet yours, undoing the hooks of your bra anyway and sliding the straps down your arms.

“What?” He puts his hands on the short ladder of his bed frame, starting the brief ascent to the bunk. “Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

You smile to yourself, casually swapping into the rest of his clothes, not really that bothered by the possibility of him looking. When you’re done you find space in your backpack to tuck your previous outfit in and take an uncertain glance around the room, knowing what the next step is, yet feeling uncomfortable initiating it.

“I guess we’re sharing a bed, then,” you say.

Calum turns over on his side to lie in your direction, running his hand along the sheets of the empty area next to him. “Unless you’d rather sleep on the floor.”

Of course not. You grab onto the ladder and make the same climb he did a minute earlier, muttering, “Don’t hog the covers,” once you’re at the top and sliding into the spot beside him that used to be permanently yours.

“That was always you,” Calum defends. “And you’d get mad at me when I tried to take some back.”

You smirk, pleased that he remembers one of your quirks even if it’s not the most positive. When you’re securely under the blanket, you decide that facing away from Calum would be the least weird position for both of you, avoiding the tension of lips being dangerously close or unconsciously poisoning each other later with the smell of morning breath. Your eyes shut easily once you’re settled down, your breathing evening into a slower rhythm. The pillow you’re using smells strongly of Calum’s shampoo while the sheets smell of his body wash, and your chest clenches with a pang of gratitude toward the fact that he’s the type of person to shower at night. His familiar scent comes with countless memories of the times you noticed it most, like when he used to walk by your desk to fill the one behind you in the Literary Criticism class that introduced you last year, or when you snuggled with him under a blanket at that one brutal winter football game that no one predicted to be that cold, or any time he ever pulled you into his chest for his pure desire to simply hold you.

Before long, you hear Calum release the exhale of a deep yawn, followed shortly by the top of the blanket being ruffled and his large palm snaking gently over your clothed hip. Your eyelids flutter open, caught off guard by the surprise touch, but not exactly opposed to it.

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” you whisper just to mess with him.

The air from his scoff fans warmly over your neck. “It’s a small bed, love. Got nowhere else to put it.”

A weak excuse, but you allow it. And a minute later, when Calum’s forearm falls completely over your waist and presses into your stomach, you allow that, too. When his chin eases into the crook of your neck, you giggle silently at the touch of his scruff but don’t ask him to move. And when his front inches closer to your back and his leg digs in between yours to intertwine with you tightly and warmly, you welcome him, running your fingers delicately down the length of his needy arm until your hand blankets his and you’re having a relaxing thumb war over who can send the other to sleep first. 

You almost think you’re the winner until you hear the faint vibration of Calum’s quiet groan.  

“Missed this.” Barely awake, he whispers against your ear. “Missed you.”

You smile, nearly unconscious yourself, and use your last bit of strength to squirm onto your other side.


Your nose twitches as you’re awoken by the smell of freshly brewed coffee, the promise of the drink the only thing encouraging you to start your morning rather than fall back asleep. You push yourself up right as you stretch your stiff muscles, letting out a soft whimper at how good it feels to move again. It takes you a second to remember where you are, but once you recall what happened the night before you feel a bit offended that Calum isn’t still lying next to you. That is, at least, until you’re fully aware of your surroundings, and spot Calum walking toward the bed, holding out a paper cup of coffee he made himself, concocted perfectly into the way you like it flavored.

“Oh, thank you,” you say sweetly as you take it from him.

“You’re welcome,” he says back, resting his elbows on the railing of the bed frame and watching you take your first sip. “How’d you sleep?”

You cover your mouth as you swallow, eager to answer honestly. “Really well,” you admit. It was one of the best sleeps you’ve had in months; one of the best sleeps you’ve had since you stopped having someone to sleep with.

Calum’s tongue darts out to wet his lips. “Yeah, me too.”

You take another sip of coffee.

“Is your roommate back yet?” he asks as he shifts his attention to the desk beneath his bed, stuffing a laptop into his backpack along with an oversized text book of the Earth Science department.

“She should be,” you guess, not entirely certain what time it is.

Calum wraps one strap of his backpack over his shoulder and tugs it tighter, drinking from the cup of coffee he poured for himself and standing awkwardly while you both acknowledge the tension between you. He’s not shy with his eyes as they travel all over your face, a hint of sadness etched into his brows at the thought of last night really coming to an end.

He sees the drink off and sets the cup on his desk, strolling closer to where you’re sat on his bed, his mannerisms less confident than they were when you knocked on his door at 3AM. There’s a buzz that takes place during those types of hours, the kind that gives everything a meaning; the kind that convinces you your ex might still want you – but that buzz tends to fade when the sun sobers you up and reality hands you a hangover.    

“I gotta to go to class,” Calum tells you.

You nod understandingly, glancing down at the steam rising from your coffee. “Okay.”

He takes one last lingering look at you, afraid that he’ll never have the pleasure of seeing you in his bed again, and starts to unwillingly retreat from the railing. He doesn’t get very far, though, before you spontaneously reach out to catch his jaw and turn his head back to you, urging him closer than he was before, and reuniting your lips to his.  

The spark that once drew you and Calum together is clearly still as prominent as ever, neither of you in any rush to pull away. It’s just one kiss – one long, whelming, overdue kiss that prompts questioning as to why you two ever gave up, and makes you want to contemplate trying again.

When you lean back to register Calum’s reaction, you’re relieved to see the hope in his eyes, like he’s thinking the exact same thing you are.

“I think we should talk later,” you suggest.

Calum shakes his head, though, slumping his shoulder so his backpack falls into his hand, and discards it on the floor. He skips the ladder up to the bed, heaving himself over the railing in one swift pull up, and curls an arm around your waist as you laugh, tenderly pulling your hips forward to lay you on your back. 

“I think we should talk now.”

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How can anyone still say that Mon-El could have changed things on Daxam if he would willingly return? The last 2 episodes fully established that Mon-El having a voice in what Daxam would become as they moved forward was next to impossible.

Mon-El said that nothing would change if he returned and no dialog is accidental. He is the character that can deliver a reliable narrative about his parents and what they’re like. But the show didn’t just tell us that, in the very next episode they showed us that as well.

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Warnings: fluffy, steamy, Jensen being fake moody (yea, it’s a warning), suggestive smutty stuff, language 

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A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic ELEVEN. The line requested was, “I’m just a regular boy who goofs around, pulls pranks, and makes jokes.” It was requested by @starswirlblitz  . It will be highlighted in the fic. Thank you so much for celebrating with me. I am combining it with two gifs submitted by @torn-and-frayed. Hope you like it! This one was fun to write. I don’t usually write Jensen like this, but we all know he can get a little moody sometimes. It’s hot as fuck.

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okay okay okay

so I reread soul eater over the last week because I love that manga a whole lot and of course a bnha crossover idea popped into my head. because I have too many things already in the works to actually, yknow, write it, here’s my basic outline:

-midoriya izuku wants to be the world’s greatest meister, just like all might-a meister who can wield any weapon- but his dreams are crushed when a doctor tells him that his soul wavelength is unusually weak and that he’ll likely never be able to resonate with anyone

-hes still childhood friends with bakugou btw and ofc that boy has been able to transform into a weapon since he was like four…he and izuku cant resonate at all, despite trying…bakugou has trouble resonating with p much anyone (a point we will return to LATER!)

-but ANYWAY! Izuku still meets up with all might when he’s in middle school and all might p much tells him his soul is too weak for him to a meister…until bakugou is attacked by a kishin and, despite the fact that it burns is hands horribly, izuku does his best to wield him and ends up beating the kishin

-all might finds him again and agrees to help him become strong enough to attend UA (Japan’s version of the DWMA)…it’s pretty much the same physical and mental training as in bnha canon (because a sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body)

-so after a year of that izuku gets into UA and starts considering potential partners (and here is where we meet our lovely weapons and their equally as lovely meisters)

-kaminari is a shortsword that can electrify people…his meister ends up being jirou who is adept at reading and sensing souls through sound

-bakugou is a bazooka that sends out fairly strong shockwaves when firing…his meister kirishima is one of the few people who can withstand them because he’s physically strong and has a v dense soul

-todoroki is a set of gauntlets attached by a chain that are hot and cold…he was created by his meister father to be an ultimate weapon, but he refuses to resonate with anyone…he tries to fight on his own, but during a fight with the villain alliance midoriya ends up wielding him and their souls resonate…they form a tentative partnership

-iida is the latest in a long line of tenyas who have fought without a wielder…idk what his full weapon form would be yet…maybe a chainsaw? but that doesn’t seem quite right for iida…hmmm. i’ll think on it

-hagakure is a multiform weapon (think tsubaki from original soul eater) who is invisible in her human form thanks to an encounter with a witch when she was young…ojiro is her meister and they resonate together very well

-uraraka, yayoruzu and asui all attend UA, but study in the general classes and (spoiler alert) all three are actually witches interested both on spying on UA and on improving witch/meister relations

-I don’t have the rest quite figured out, but I know I want sero to be a tape-gun, for ayoyama to be a laser belt and for mineta not to fucking exist

-but anyway! Those are the children (such good kids I love them)

-so the antagonist here would be the villain alliance, but instead of being villains, they’re weapons who feel slighted by the system…I have less specifics figured out here, but I know that theyre all weapons who take turns wielding each other and hate the idea that weapons always need to be prepared to die for their meisters, ect. ect.

-stain is a separate thing…he’s a kind of pre-kishin who uses madness a paralytic…those with bad soul perception (like Deku) wouldn’t be as impacted by people like Jirou who do have strong perception

-and beyond that the sky’s the limit, I guess! I think the plot would be mainly about the societal tensions between meisters, weapons, witches and ordinary humans…eventually the witches at UA would be found out and class 1-A would have to decide if they’re gonna stand with their friends or the school, that kinda thing

-I dunno! it’s something that I might write someday, but for now its just an idea…let me know if you want to hear more!