i literally cannot with this boy

FETUS LARRY DID NOT HAVE A CHILL BONE IN THEIR BODY

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LOUIS IS LITERALLY BREATHLESS!

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HARRY FORGETTING THEY ARE SHOOTING THE OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO. OR JUST DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK AND SERENADES LITTLE THINGS TO LOUIS AS PER USUAL.

Originally posted by tryin2bsensible

WHEN YOUR BOY IS HELLA ADORABLE

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YES, BECAUSE HANDHOLDING IS IMPORTANT

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I CANNOT DECIDE WHETHER I AM LIAM OR NIALL.

Originally posted by 1dlarryluv

HARRY CANNOT RESIST TOUCHING THE BOOOOOTYYYY,

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Once Robert’s told Aaron and Aaron leaves the bedroom. The next scene downstairs shows Aaron literally clutching his hand over his heart as if Roberts news has literally shattered it. I cannot begin to describe the emotions right now. That was simply beautiful. The whole episode. Absolutely outstanding work from the boys and Maxine is such a beautiful, heartfelt writer. Our boys are always trusted with her. She is our safe place.

anonymous asked:

Can I just say you're amazing?! Honestly you're the best author I've ever seen, better than many others who have their work published and sold. I love Passing Ships so much, and your writing style is incredible. I hope someday I can write half as good as you can. Thank you so much for sharing your work

oh geez. here come the tears. oh boy. I am going to frame this ask and put it on my wall and look at it whenever I feel sad. you are so so amazing for taking the time to come to my inbox to say all this, i wish i could bake you a batch of cookies, my cookies aren’t very good and sometimes i accidentally use salt instead of sugar but the sentiment is there and OH MY GOD I AM RAMBLING BECAUSE I LITERALLY CANNOT GET OVER HOW NICE THIS ASK IS. 

*hugs* thank you so much seriously. I love sharing my work and I’m glad you’re enjoying it so much. it’s people like you that make me inspired to write. thank you.

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THESE WONDERFUL BOYS HOW AM I EXPECTED TO SURVIVE AFTER THIS
— YUURI YOUR LOVE HAS ALREADY MADE HISTORY YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL AND PURE
— VICTOR IS LITERALLY @ ING YUURI BOY SIT DOWNN LEAVE👏HIM👏ALONE👏
— YURIO IS SO GOOD AND PURE AS THE ICE HE SKATES ON HE IS SO SOFT I LOVE THAT YOUNG MANNN
— MY SON ILL BE YOUR QUEEN YES PLEASE I LOVE YOU
—"IM COMING FOR YOU THIS WHITE DAY" WHAT IN EJACULATION. CHRIS DONT DO THIS TO ME I CANNOT BREATHE

so i just watched the video the leafs put out about violence against women and homophobia.
i watched it twice.
to say i am shell shocked is the most base description of my emotions right now.
i spent just about ten minutes crying and am still tearing up occasionally.
do you all know how many people follow the leafs? whether theyre on tumblr or not, whether its a casual following or an obsessive following, do you all know HOW MANY PEOPLE this video could reach?
that’s millions of people watching a video of two of their alternate captains, a star defenseman, and a man whose literal job it is to fight on ice, shouting down violence against women. pledging to empower the women in their lives. casually (it was only mentioned once, by morgan rielly) but firmly shutting down homophobia. promising to stand with us as allies.
hockey is a lot of things for a lot of people on this site. for me it’s always been a safe place, discourse and occasional toxicity aside.
nothing has ever made me feel more grateful, or more validated in my chosen safe space, than this video. and maybe thats dramatic. maybe thats stupid. but my team, and one of my role models, just showed that they are, without a doubt, on my side, and as much in my corner as i am in theirs.
and that? that means everything to me.

I unironically love blogs about the evils of modern architecture. Like, they’ll be systematically dissecting some overpriced McMansion, and there’s a photo with a red circle drawn around part of one wall and the caption “OH BOY, THE CONTRACTORS REALLY FUCKED UP HERE”, and I literally cannot see the difference between that wall and any other. It’s like a window into another dimension where edge moulding is capable of sin.

Mija  // Jeff Atkins

A/N: This took me forever, and it’s long as hell. Word count is like 2K.

Named after: The fact that I thought it was mad cute.


It had been eleven days since his parents caught you in the middle of…almost sex. Eleven days, and yes you were counting. Eleven days of hugs, hand holding, and everything else that just friends do. Eleven days of nothing. Eleven days since Jeff had at least, kissed you.

It was frustrating, mentally and sexually, the way he was treating you. He made you feel like you had the same sex appeal as the sweaty socks on his feet.

 That’s not to say you didn’t try talking to him about it. You tried on day three, and he brushed it off, as though you made it up in your head.


You stood next to the trunk of Jeff’s car, post-baseball practice, as he was taking off his cleats. He set his slides on the gravel in front of him and leaned back into your ride home.

“Jeff… ” you whined.

He paused for a moment, turning at your tone of voice. “What’s up babe?”

“Is there a reason we haven’t done anything since…you know” you bite your lip looking up at him, nervous for honestly whatever he was going to say.

 "What do you mean?“ He answers, his voice wavers and he turns back to his shoes immediately. More focused on untying his laces than on telling you why he’s suddenly acting like he’s considering becoming a priest.

 At least if he told you he was planning on becoming a man of the cloth you’d understand what was going on. Instead, it feels like…like he doesn’t even care like he’s not into you anymore. And that in itself scares the shit out of you.

 He’s not even looking in your general direction when you prompt him again,

“We haven’t even kissed-”

 The sound of his cleats hitting one another is enough to stop whatever you were going to say. Jeff continues along, clouding out the sound of your voice. As if he was going to die if he didn’t get the dirt off his cleats at that very moment.

 "Yes, we have.“ He asserts, his eyes still on the Nike swish.

 You roll your eyes at him, moving in front of your boyfriend. You grab his wrists to stop the clatter of his shoe wear. “When.” You ask, doing your best to try and make him listen to you.

 He huffs briefly, avoiding your face. “I don’t- I don’t know…listen, I have a test on Thursday and it’s freaking me out a bit so can we just talk about this later?”

 "C’mon…” you start.

 His head tilts to the side, his eyes finally meet yours and his shoulders drop. You knew in your gut the conversation was not going to fall in your favor.

 "Please?“ He enunciates. “Just let me get through this test”

 He pouts and you’re glad he at least still remembers how to make you agree to whatever he wants because you’re nodding. Letting go of his wrists and getting into the passenger seat.


Jeff got through the test, as well as a bunch of other excuses. He was stressed. He had a big game. He wasn’t in the mood.

 You tried again, today, on day twelve, but this time in front of his friends. You knew Jeff was a leader, and despite being apart of the jocks he didn’t really care what they thought. But you were desperate that the social setting it might just make a change.

 You were standing with the whole crew of them, Foley, Dempsey, De La Cruz, and a few more of the football and soccer players. Jeff’s arm was around your waist as you were talking to Justin about the chapters you both didn’t read for English class.

 The bell rang and you knew Jeff had lunch while you had the said class. You turned to him letting him know you had to go, hopeful he would kiss you like he normally did before saying bye. Instead, he nodded at you, with a nonchalant, “I’ll see you after school?” before returning to his conversation with Monty.

 You take a step back out of his grasp and didn’t answer. Jeff turns his head, waiting for your response only to see you fall into step with Justin who’s trying his best to act like he didn’t notice. It’s silent for a few seconds as you turn the corner.

 As you make your way down the hall, Justin bumps into you playfully. “I’m sure he’s just tired.” He offers, trying to dull the blow to your ego.

 "Now cheer up, I need someone to make fun of Mr.K with.“


“Wait they walked in?!” Clay earns himself a ‘shh’ from the librarian with his outburst.

“Yeah! And my dad leaves, but my mom is just standing there, telling me I have to talk to my grandmother in Puerto Rico right then and there!”

 "Wow…that sucks.“ The shy boy offers back.

 What started out as a tutoring session in the library after school with Clay, somehow spiraled into what Jeff considered the most awkward situation he’s ever been in.

 "And then! After Y/N leaves, my mom comes back into my room to sit me down and have ‘the talk’.”

 Jeff pinches the bridge of his nose and Clay is trying his best not to laugh. Truth be told he finds the whole thing hilarious. Jeff, let me change your dollar valentine to get girls Jeff, the founding fathers smoked weed Jeff, the boy who still has girls ready to drop everything for him to so much as look in their direction Jeff, is…embarrassed.

 Clay bites his tongue to hold back just how funny he thought this was and instead says, “I feel like you’re a little too old for the talk”

 Jeff nods eagerly.

 "Yeah, no. This wasn’t the birds and the bees talk, this was the ‘are you prepared to be a dad’ talk!“ he’s whisper yelling now, and trying to keep his voice down.


“Mamá, no necesitas tener esta charla” he pleads to the woman sitting in his desk chair.

 “Mijo ni siquiera has escuchado lo que tengo que decir” she says, laughing at her son.

 “No te gusta ella” Jeff assumes.

 “Eres como tu abuela, más que dramática…I love Y/N, she’s family. Mija. I just want you to be careful. What happens if she gets pregnant?”

 “We are careful, trust me, Mamá. Is that all?”

 She laughs, her son redder than the time he swung and missed at his first tee-ball game.

 Nodding watching him as she gets up, she calls out to him as she leaves the room. “Y no cuando estamos en casa. Por favor.”

 Jeff groans loudly, as he falls back onto his bead, “Yes, yeah I got it”.


“The worst part?” he prompts the boy.

 Clay nods eagerly, trying to wipe the smug grin off of his face.

 "Now, every time I want to do anything with Y/N, I literally cannot not see my mom’s face.“ Jeff deadpans. He finally looks at Clay long enough to realize that his tutor thinks this is funny.

 "I’m glad you think this is a joke, Jensen”

 Clay let’s out just a piece of his laugh now, and Jeff slumps back into his seat way past annoyed.

 "I’m-“ Clay lets out another chuckle, "I’m sorry man, it’s pretty funny”

 "Great, now can you help me? Y/N’s fucking pissed at me. You should’ve seen her face today…“

 Jeff knows his strengths, baseball and girls, and his weaknesses, school, and you. He’s appealing to his highest power of sensitivity and awkward charm.

 "Poor Jeff. His girlfriend wants to have sex with him. Let’s make a go fund me for all your troubles.” Clay says in his best jock voice.

 "You’re the worst, you know that?“

 "I love you too, Mijo.” The smaller boy makes kissy faces at the jock and Jeff throws the first few drafts of his essay at Clay.

 “You’re Jeff Atkins. Right?” Clay asks rhetorically.

 Jeff nods, rolling his eyes. It’s the dumbest shit he’s ever heard and he knows Clay is pulling this Dumbledore wisdom straight out of his ass.

 “So put on your big boy pants, and act like it.”

 There’s a silence that settles between the boys as Jeff takes in what Clay said.

 “Now listen, I need your help. I think Hannah and I are going to…you know” the smaller boy whispers.


“So he hasn’t done anything?”

You were leaning on Hannah’s locker, waiting for Jeff to be finished his tutoring session, filling her in on everything that had happened in the past eleven days.

 "Nope!“

 "Wow…” she mumbles, mostly to herself.

 "Yeah, and he told me his mom talked to him about it…and it’s only gotten worse. I swear he’s going to break up with me.“

 The last part of your sentence pours out of you involuntarily, as your head hits the locker right next to Hannah’s.

 "He’s not going to break up with you.” she says, as comforting as she can.

 "You don’t know that!“

 She sighs, rolling her eyes as she looks at you.

 "Just get him a little…worked up. If he turns you down, you know. But I’d bet you ten bucks he won’t.”

 "I’m not making a bet about whether or not my boyfriend will have sex with me or not. That’s just sad.“

 "Fine. All I’m saying is, maybe instead of using your words, you should maybe give him some action. Pun intended.”

 You sigh staring at the smirk on Hannah’s face.

 "My parents are…out of town this week.“

 You can’t believe you’re agreeing to what Hannah was implying. Jeff was normally the dominant one in your sex life. Sure you were on top sometimes but he was the one with the experience. He was your first.

 "Even better! We’ll stop by the mall today, we can go shopping” her voice rising a couple octaves. “You can pick out whatever you think will get him going.”

 You raise your eyebrow, suspiciously. You knew she had work.

 "Fine, I was going anyways. I already took off work. I want to look good for me and Clays first time. Sue me.“ she throws in casually.


You walk into the library, Hannah right behind you trying to find both of your boys. You spot them at a table whispering frantically at one another.

 “Mijo!” Hannah starts a smile wide on her face.

 Jeff sighs, shaking his head. “You told her?” he questions.

 You turn instead to Clay as you lean over the table. “Clay, did he tell you?” Clay’s mouth drops trying to form a response, his hands gesturing to nothing in particular. “I thought so”, you concluded.

 Jeff rolls his eyes, clearing his throat. “Fine. Fine, we’re almost done, babe, right, tattle tale?” he asks looking back to Clay. Clay rolls his eyes at the name while nodding in agreement.

 “Actually, Hannah and I are…going to the mall. My house at 10 though. Don’t be late.”  You say to your boyfriend. Jeff knows your parents aren’t home this week. He’d been avoiding it for the past few days. “Actually- I kinda had plans with Clay-” Jeff improvs. “10. Atkins. I’m serious”.

 Jeff is looking at Clay like he was a lifeline. The boy smiles back at him, almost to taunt him. “Yeah mijo, go with her. Hannah and I kinda had plans.” He repeats Jeff’s words and now the baseball player may have to actually kick his ass.

Hannah laughs and you smile at Clay graciously, kiss your boyfriend’s cheek and make your way out. Hannah high fiving once you get out of the school doors.


It was 10 on the dot when the doorbell rang to your house.

strunkiin  asked:

Can you sell me on the Throne of Glass series? Cause your art makes it look like a phenomenal story but every time I look it up I see bad reviews, mostly criticizing the main character. Something about how she acts spoiled rather than a hardened assassin. Or that she's too boy crazy? I figured I'd get the scoop from a fan of the series I trust. Also it goes without saying your art is crazy good and got me looking up throne of glass to begin with!

Well. GOSH! Let me see what I can do here.

(I try not to get too wrapped up in reviews before I read a book. Some of my most beloved books will still get trash reviews (along with all the excellent ones) and it’s funny how we always find ourselves focusing on the bad ones?)

I guess I’m just saying try not to let that taint your opinion before you even start!

Straight off the bat: I fricken LOVE Throne of Glass, clearly. 

I wouldn’t say Celaena is spoiled (she earns her keep and spends it on whatever she likes god damn it)… although, she is absolutely aloof, outlandish, full of bravado and swag™

I once read a super great comment saying that if Celaena were a man, no one would bat at an eye at her cocky attitude. I personally find that refreshing as fuck. I think if you immediately dislike her upon starting the series… it probably won’t end well, but maybe give her a chance? She’s no wallflower.

I can never recommend this series without saying: keep reading. Keep reeeeeeeeading! Sarah started this series when she was SO young… and the story matures and matures as you work your way through the books, and eventually, you get to see underneath a lot of the bravado. 

Whenever I re-read this series I always start again from book 3: Heir of Fire. The first two books are really good fun, but I don’t think you get to the meat of who Celaena really is (hi everyone who’s read it, hi!) until this book. Heir of Fire is my favourite in the series (so closely followed by Queen of Shadows). It’s one of the most cathartic books I’ve ever read and I re-read it at any opportunity. I AM ALL ABOUT THE HEALING BOOKS, OKAY. I enjoyed the series, but didn’t fall head over heels for it until book 3.

Oh. And she’s not boy crazy, not to me. I think some readers literally cannot handle a pro tag moving on from their ship, that’s all. It’s something that comes up often with Throne of Glass but honestly, I love Sarah all the more for that. Give me all those protags doing what’s right for them!

All just my opinions of course :)

i literally cannot fucking believe that car boys started out with Nick and Griffin trying to find fun ways to crash cars and ended with them trapped in a time loop at the heart of the universe listening to elton john in a waterproof car for eternity in order to keep the world safe from an amorphous eldritch horror

there has literally never been a person more selfless or more devoted in love than Tachibana Makoto ok literally never i cannot stress this enough he deserves the entire world and if there was ever a person who has karmically earned the return of a LIFE LONG LOVE and LIMITLESS FUCKING DEDICATION TO THE SAME COMPLETELY OBTUSE PERSONALITY its him ok its him give Mako what he wants 2kforever Haruka you are never going to do better than that boy get your shit together goddamn

Oh.

That awkward moment when you realize Redwall Abbey is the richest place in the entire Redwallverse.

Things The Abbey Has That Blow Vermins’ Minds:

  • Stained glass windows. Windows that aren’t just a hole in your wall.
  • Fruit trees. All in one place. With several varieties available.
  • Really big well-built stone walls.
  • Fireplaces constructed so the room doesn’t fill with smoke.
  • Actual beds. No seriously. Think about it.
  • A hand-woven tapestry that decorates an entire wall.
  • Multiple ovens.
  • A fish pond. And it’s not just for decoration. But it kind of is.
  • A deep cellar that keeps drinks cool. (That’s like the future.)
  • Stone floors, not dirt floors.
  • An apiary. Just… just go in your backyard and grab some honey. Do it.
  • Wall sconces.
  • Random assorted objects made of metal and not wood. Whoa.
  • Books. Parchment. Quill pens. Ink. More than one of these items each.
  • A well-stocked food and beverage collection.
  • Abbess Germaine’s spectacles. Like, glasses.
  • Legitimate stonework. Decorative gargoyles, statues, etc.
  • Martin’s sword.
  • Furniture. Chairs that are at least mildly comfortable. Cabinets.
  • Two ridiculously huge, shiny metal bells.
  • Soap.
Gay Relationship Starters

“Okay we literally cannot go out wearing the same thing so you’re changing- yes, you”

“It’s not a gay thing to want cats I just want eight okay”

“So when you meet my parents act like you just got off of RuPaul’s drag race”

“Every couple item online is for Ms. and Mr. this is such BULLSHIT”

“Can you imagine being so straight you have to color code your entire family”

“I’m big daddy junior and you’ll be little kitten boy”

“I think our neighbors JUST found out we weren’t brothers, we’ve known them for three years”

“It’s not gay it’s for art- now strip”

“Wow you’re gay, love you too”

“Gabe, or Gae, Gay bae, Gae Bae, wait come back”

“We are lacking in male lingerie so we’re going to start our own damn business for it”

“I think our cats a lesbian, she gets that from you”

“It’s so weird when people call us gay like it’s an insult?? Yeah we’re gay we’re literally gay don’t yell it it’s very obvious that we are GAY”

“Nobody can tell this is a boyfriend sweater because we’re both boyfriends and it PISSES ME OFF”

a compilation of pure scenes from rwby: 

  • when yang hugs ruby in her first-ever scene on the show 
  • when yang hugs ruby after she almost got fuckin splattered by the deathstalker
  • “we’ll break his legs!”
  • nora valkyrie just makes everything Pure 
  • when yang hugs ruby in ‘no brakes’ and spins her around
  • fucking scratch that, just count every single hug scene that’s happened in rwby. weiss and winter, blake and yang, ren and nora, ruby and yang. it goes on for days. hugs = pure af. 
  • every single hug scene in the entirety of rwby, for that matter 
  • any scene containing pyrrha nikos 
  • the entire fucking episode of 3x1 that shit was AWESOME man
  • penny’s little wave at ruby in 3x3, after qrow beat the shit out of winter and then managed to pawn the blame off on her 
  • “there was one incident with a magnet… but i managed to pull it off.” 
  • literally every single appearance that contains penny polendina is pure
  • you cannot argue otherwise 
  • jaune and pyrrha having their Moment in 3x8 before she went magneto on him 
  • taiyang kissing the top of ruby’s head after she woke up from her coma in 3x12. u go taiyang. 
  • in fact, all of taiyang’s appearances in 3x12 were pure. a good boi. 
  • literally any renora scene in the entire show 
  • actually wait the sex joke scene in 4x12 technically wasn’t pure. so every renora scene in the show minus that specific one 
  • the entire blake and ghira scene + every single one of kali’s appearances because she is Adorable 
  • when qrow jumped in to save ruby from tyrian in 4x6 and she smiled up at him 
  • the scene where nora rests her head on jaune’s shoulder when the ‘home’ ost is playing and ren puts his hand on hers 
  • when ruby places her hand on qrow’s head
  • yall think im playing but i started wailing like a dying seal during that scene. fuck me UP @crwby!!!!!!
  • RUBY’S ENTIRE MONOLOGUE IN 4x12 I WAS CRYING ALL OVER THE PLACE 
  • i’ll add more later but yes. this is Pure. 

Idk why I never see anyone talking about The Loud House like, at first my thoughts on it were “Great, a show about ten sisters, and the main focus is on the only boy in the house”

BUT HO BOY WAS I MISTAKEN. 

This show: 

- challenged gender roles/issues, especially those associated with masculinity

- gave each of the girls their own distinct personality that cannot be confused with the others

- has a four year old???? Who knows nuclear physics???? SHE’S LITERALLY FOUR SHE’S JUST OVER HERE CASUALLY BLOWING SHIT UP

- Lincoln’s best friend Clyde has two dads

- follow up to the last one, his dads are seen together, being lovey dovey, in multiple episodes, they are a biracial couple, and no one ever questions the fact that he has two. They’re also both adorkable and super caring

- you don’t ever see the parent’s faces, similar to a comic strip, UNTIL YOU DO. AND IT’S FREAKY

- goth child Lucy scaring the shit out of everyone. never gets old

- so many adorable sister/brother moments between Lincoln and his siblings

- teaches a lot of really good lessons, like sharing, supporting your family, and recognizing that sometimes things you say/do can hurt other people.

- so. many. puns. and just bad jokes in general

- classic cartoon episode gags (dad falling in love with his new car, “save the soon to be dissected frog” episode, “we took the wrong baby home” nonsense, etc)

- the comic strip style the cartoon is done in is really visually pleasing

- Lincoln is honestly an amazing role model for young boys who think it’s bad to be too feminine. He accepts his “girly side” in multiple episodes, while still acknowledging that he is a guy and is comfortable with himself. 

- just watch this show. it’s super cute, you won’t regret it. Not to mention the theme song is ridiculously catchy.