i love this quote so much im so happy i found it again

oh, baby [draco malfoy]

request: “Could u do Draco x reader with prompts 97 and 103 please? It would be so interesting plus I love your writing. You’re so cool xoxo” -anon

word count: ~3000

a/n: why thank u anon, i AM pretty cool! (kidding im actually SO lame like u dont even know omG) anyway i wrote this at like 3 am and im posting it at 5 am so. i’m a few hours late (like a day actually but who’s counting, NOT ME) but happy bday to the real OG man draco malfoy! now enjoy this hot mess of sleep deprivation, angst, snark, and marina and the diamonds inspiration

97: “i don’t want to have a baby.”

103: “i had to see you again.”

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Imagine Chris stealing your favorite sweater.

A/N: Fluffer-nutter. That’s a cookie, right? Anyway, point is that this is so fluffy and cute that it’s going to warm your romantic heart and make you smile like a delicious cookie would.

You were searching through your wardrobe for your favorite gray sweater when you heard your laptop ring. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Chris’ FaceTime call and walked over to pick up before returning to the closet. It’d been weeks since you last saw it and you had no idea where you put it. You didn’t even want to wear it, you were just the kind of person who couldn’t let things go until you had a resolution. You blamed your mom for that trait because she was the same; the amount of times she’d turned the house upside down for an item she suddenly thought of but had no use for was insane.

“Morning, ba-” He stopped when he realized he couldn’t see you. “Where are you?” He chuckled and you poked your head out, giving him a wave before returning to your search. “Oh hey,” he smiled. “What are you looking for?” He laughed when he saw something fly out of the closet and land on the floor.

“My gray sweater,” you told him and Chris pressed his lips together, glancing over his shoulder at said sweater which was lying on his hotel room bed. “I don’t know where I put it and I’m trying to find it. It’s weird, it’s been weeks since I last saw it.” You decided to put a pause on the search so you could talk to Chris; you walked over to your laptop and plopped yourself on the bed in front of it. “I think the last time I wore it was at brunch with you before you left for LA, right?”

“Ooo…” His fingers played with his lips as he tried to think. “Um.” He pursed his lips, looking up at the ceiling as he continued to ponder. “I don’t know, I don’t really remember.” Your eyes narrowed at his strange behavior, but you said nothing. “Why do you need it? You’ve got a billion other sweaters in your wardrobe, just wear one of those.”

“I like my gray one.”

“I know,” he smiled, “it’s your favorite.”

It was because it was your favorite that Chris took it. He’d been out in LA for a few weeks now, and soon he’d have to leave for Vancouver to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’. He didn’t know when he would see you next which was why he took- a few was an understatement- of your favorite items with him when he saw you last. Items included: your gray sweater, your favorite baseball cap, your most used perfume, your red knit scarf, your iPod with your favorite albums, your cat plush cushion, your mini Polaroid photo album, and your copy of your favorite book. He took all that among other things; some you knew about and some you didn’t- like your gray sweater. He probably should’ve told you he was taking it to save you the trouble of looking, but he wasn’t going to now that you’d already search half the house. He thought about it, then decided to shoot you a text later so he didn’t have to face your wrath over FaceTime.

“It’s fine, I’ll find it later.” You said and Chris huffed with relief. “Let’s talk about you, how’s things in LA? You and Mckenna look like you’re having a lot of fun.” You said, then smiled when you saw him smile at the sound of Mckenna’s name; he loved the kid as much as he loved his own niece. “I see you finally decided to show off your amazing tap skills to the world.”

“Yeah,” he couldn’t help his grin, “I just couldn’t say no to the kid.” He chuckled and you did the same, shaking your head. “Just so you know, you are definitely going to be playing bad cop when we have our own kids. I can assure you right now that our little one is going to have me wrapped around his or her finger,” he told you, laughing.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” you bit playfully. “And I’m sorry, our little one?” You quizzed and he nodded. “As in singular?” He nodded again and you narrowed your eyes with a confused smile on your face, “I thought you’ve always wanted a big family.”

“Yeah, I do,” he nodded, biting back his growing smile. “But I don’t know, I don’t want to scare you away considering I haven’t even put a ring on your finger yet.” You laughed like it was even a possibility you’d run from someone as perfect as Chris. “I know you’re not really a kid person, so- I thought I’d start slow by talking about having just one kid and see what your reaction is. So far,” he winked with a click of his tongue, “so good.”

“I already told you I’d have kids for you, Chris,” you reminded him and he nodded. “Not an unreasonable amount, but I’m more than happy to have a big family with you.” You said and he smiled. “You’re going to be an amazing dad, I can’t deprive you or any child from that. Plus- it’ll be different when the child’s mine,” you said then winced as you added, “I think.”

“It will,” he chuckled, nodding. “Don’t you worry.”

“I won’t, because you haven’t put a ring on my finger yet,” you held up your left hand and wiggled your ring finger at him; he chuckled in response. “I’m still young, but you’re not getting any younger. If you want kids, marry me, because we’re not having a child out of wedlock.”

“I know,” he chuckled. “Relax, okay? I’m working on it.”

“Tick tock, Chris,” you teased, tapping your watch-less wrist.

He dropped his gaze, laughing, which lowered his head enough to give you a view of his bed. Your eyes narrowed when you spotted your sweater lying on his bed. You scoffed, shaking your head in utter disbelief. You were very sure it was your sweater; you could recognize that gray heap anywhere considering it was your favorite gray heap. You crossed your arms over your chest as Chris looked up to meet your gaze. You shook your head at him with pursed lips and he raised an eyebrow at you. It was only when your eyes darted behind him that he realized you’d found out where your favorite gray sweater was.

“I see you found my favorite sweater,” you said and he winced. “Seriously?” You chuckled at his expression. “Are you kidding me? You took that too?” He nodded with pursed lips. “Chris! Why don’t you just pack me in your fucking luggage?”

“Believe me,” he laughed, “I would if I could.” You laughed harder at that because you knew that was one hundred percent true. “I’m sorry, I just- I need your things to make myself feel more at home.” You rolled your eyes. “You know we wouldn’t have this problem if you’d just left some of your things in the LA home, but no- you had to move it all to Boston.”

“You told me to!” You protested, laughing; Chris cracked a smile. “You’re the one who told me to move everything to Boston because you said and I quote, 'Boston’s going to be our home base when we get married. LA’s just a work space, so don’t worry about leaving your things here.’ You said that, did you not?”

“I did,” he answered monotonously.

“And now it’s my fault my things aren’t there?”

“Yes,” he nodded and you scoffed, chuckling. “It’s fine, I’ll just steal whatever I need.” He leaned back in his chair to reach for your sweater and pulled it off the bed in one swift movement, pressing it to his nose as he turned back to you. “Yup, it smells like you. Like if you were standing right in front of me,” he mumbled, breathing the perfume he’d spray on the soft material in.

“You could’ve had the same effect by spraying my perfume around the room, or on one of your own shirts, or your skin. I don’t see why you had to steal my sweater, and my favorite one too.” He just grinned cheekily, making you roll your eyes. “Oh my God,” you chuckled, “you’re such a dork.”

“That’s why you love me,” he kissed the air in front of him.

“Well, I’m glad I took this then.” You got off the bed to pick up Chris’ NASA hat that you’d taken out of his backpack before he left for the airport. He made his jaw drop as he tried not to smile; he’d saw you take it out of his bag and didn’t stop you because he wanted you to have it while he was gone. “Among other things, but hey, I won’t tell you what they are so you can spend weeks looking for said items.” You teased as you tugged the hat off, grinning the same cheeky grin. “Let’s see how you like it, Captain.”

“Well you know me, baby,” he winked. “I love games.”

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my best attempt at a masterlist of every chengsey moment in trk

  • ch. 6: henry calling gansey “richard-man” adj;fdkd
  • the slightly disturbing fact that henry told gansey his tailgate was open because he didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that there was a little girl curled up in the cargo space of the camaro….. like buddy what if gans was kidnapping her. now youre an accomplice.
  • ch. 12: “henry cheng stood before him, all hair and smile, his eyes intense.” 
  • basically the mere fact that henry notices that gansey is having a panic attack/ptsd flashback and goes to help him in the middle of a crowd
  • “once, you got me coffee,” henry said. “when i was losing my mind. consider the favor returned.” 
  • one of the things that helps gansey come out of his attack is making eye contact with henry
  • henry saying “there he is” when gansey calms down
  • ch 17: “both henry and gansey were kings in their respective territories”
  • gansey thinking about litchfield house: “to dine in fairyland was to be forced to stay there forever or to pine for it once you left” literally what the fuck gansey
  • “yo, yo, dick gansey” im so embarrassed for henry
  • “[litchfield house] did not look remotely like a place that might host a party. it looked like a place old ladies might go to die and remain undiscovered until the neighbors noticed a strange smell. it was utterly at odds with what gansey knew of henry.” ok i lied, that’s barely chengsey but i love it anyway.
  • gansey reflecting that he understands henry (more than blue does)
  • gansey reminding blue that henry’s car is electric bc he wants her to like his boyfriend
  • henry is fine with blue being at the toga party even though no other casual acquaintances are invited, just bc gansey vouches for her
  • ch. 29: ok honestly………. the whole chapter
  • BUT for the sake of thoroughness… henry calling gansey “junior”
  • henry: “i tucked in the children [after you left] and read them stories but they kept asking after you” and gansey LAUGHS
  • gansey is cagey about explaining why they left and henry lets it pass
  • “dick three”
  • flirting via knowledge of what happened in 1751
  • and yes this is bc henry knows he’s looking for a “test of mettle”
  • “that feeling of being known. not in a superficial way, but in something deeper and truer.” 
  • gansey: “what is my prize if i pass?” 👀
  • “the prize is your honor, mr. gansey.” doubly known. triply known.
  • gansey doesn’t know how to feel about being “so accurately pegged” 👀
  • “am i being kidnapped now?” oh, gansey. you shameless flirt (with bad timing)
  • “this is ganseylike too, yes?” which part? “secrets.”
  • gansey is “prepared to deploy” any combination of his fake, polite responses to heavy moments, but he understands that henry doesn’t need or want this from him, so he can just respond as his real, genuine self 
  • both deeply traumatized at the age of 10?? is that kind of symmetry romantic?? (no but im including it)
  • “do you trust me?” [gansey’s dramatic ass thinks about how he intuitively knows who to trust] “yes.”
  • THEY HOLD HANDS!!!!!!! for a second when henry scares him with robobee but still!!!!
  • ch. 30: “richardman” again
  • henry telling gansey to breathe while literally cupping gansey’s hands between his
  • “be afraid and happy” the quote that defined a generation
  • henry saying “there he is” when gansey starts breathing again 💖
  • more touching, then “easy, mr. gansey”
  • “robobee, find great hair”
  • henry matching gansey’s dramatic ass like “i think we have to decide if we trust each other or not… i think this is the moment in our young friendship”
  • “are you saying your secrets are to my secrets as an automobile is to a carbonated beverage?” henry !!!!!!
  • “magical artifacts, bro”
  • henry: “are you collapsing? are you fine? i thought we were conversing”
  • gansey reflecting that henry is the closest thing to a soul-twin he’s ever found
  • “Get. Your. Number.” HENRY ASDJFKD;F
  • gansey noticing “henry’s wickedly cut eyebrows”
  • this part made me lose my shit….. gansey thinks that, even after all of the actual magic he’s seen, henry cheng is just as magical as everything else he’s found on this journey god help me
  • “because i’m overfull on secrets and underfed on friends” henry :’(
  • again, gansey bein gay…… thinking “henry’s eyes were lively and ferocious”
  • ch. 37: “[henry] had no real way to explain how he felt about trying to befriend richard gansey…” his love for richard is too big for words guyz
  • when henry’s being kidnapped by mr. gray (also fuck you sir, how dare  you hurt my son’s shoulder), he begs robobee to “tell someone who can make this stop,” and robobee alerts gansey, who calls mr. gray immediately !!!!
  • ch. 38: when he meets henry and mr. gray, gansey’s like, “this wasn’t the next step i wanted to take in our friendship”… ok gans tell us about the ‘next step’ you had been imagining then
  • when gansey confirms that they’re officially friends now: “now something else lit henry’s smile. it was genuine and pleased but also something more, and there were not quite words for it.” im gonna take a wild guess and say one word you might use would be ‘lust.’
  • ch. 49: gansey thinking of henry’s “be afraid and happy” advice when he needs strength to go after glendower…. im crying youre crying we’re all crying
  • ch. 51: robobee is basically a lovebee that tells henry when gansey needs him
  • henry using second person “thee” to refer to gansey 👀
  • henry lets gansey drive his car!!!
  • “i’ll watch for cops. go, go, go.” they’re like thelma and louise
  • henry lets gans drive his car along the steep side of a mountain with no guard rail! he must have been so scared but he let him do it!!!
  • gansey: “however do you drive?” henry: “i don’t. you do.” 
  • henry reacting to gansey’s driving… “yay. also, woo.”
  • ch. 53: henry making a b&e joke but definitely also a sex joke that gansey will probably be up thinking about at 3 am for every night the rest of his life: “let us enter, dick, as i’ve already broken”
  • JEONG!!!!!! “we are friends at once, we would instantly do what friends would do for each other. not just pals. friends. blood brothers. you just feel it. we instead of you and me. that’s jeong.”
  • henry suggests splitting up and doesn’t question gans turning off his flashlight, because he’s PERFECT for gansey (me? dramatic? its more likely than you think)
  • ch. 54: gansey doesn’t ask henry to come with him once they find the tunnel bc he remembers that henry’s biggest fear is a hole in the ground (am i crying?? yes.)
  • henry literally giving gansey the shirt off his back!!!! (the shirt he’ll die in ok…. is it weird that i find it romantic that gansey will die wearing henry’s sweater)
  • henry literally trying to reenact the princess bride with gansey like what the fuck?? “we have such few old treasures left; it would be so careless to let them get destroyed.”
  • gansey: “please. please help me.” henry: “i thought you’d never ask.” wtf why do they do this to me
  • ch. 58: henry tells gansey to pull over after they’re leaving glendower, and says, “stop driving. i know you need to. you’ve needed to since we left. get. out.” so gansey can get out of the car and cry 💖
  • ch. 59: henry casually calling gansey “president” as they’re binding adam’s hands???
  • ch. 64: while gansey’s official last words before dying are “it’ll be okay. i’m ready. blue, kiss me,” his SECOND-TO-LAST words are “thanks for everything, henry. you’re a prince among men.” like hwat hte hell dude….. are you even aware that youre in love.. 
  • ch. 66: henry is the one who demands they find a way to bring gansey back!!!
Unexpected reunion (Tobi/Simon Request)

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit.
The main words running through your brain amongst the utter, burning shock of seeing who was in front of you.
Of all the people, did he really have to be here? Did he really have to be friends with Tobi? Did he have to be such close friends with him? Him?
He looked different but not too different. His hair had grown out more now, his face and muscles more defined. But still the Simon you knew. Mousy brown hair on his head and piercing eyes focused on yours.
You hadn’t seen him in so long. Since you were 18 in fact. Since you first left for travelling, for going to make your mark on the world. It had been messy towards the end. You were going to leave for two years at a minimum and he would be staying in England. Though he adored you more than anything, it would be impossible for anything between you to work. So things had ended. As inexperienced teenagers, you left each other. And of course, it was tough. But you went on to accomplish what you had always wanted to. Help charities, swim in the wild with dolphins, explore rainforests, climb to the top of mountains and dive to the bottom of foreign seas. You’d spent two years having the best time of your life and by the time you returned, Simon was simply a happy memory. A time of your life. A past event.
Though to Simon, it hadn’t happened like that. He’d moved in with the guys, he’d become successful on YouTube, built his career doing what he loved but there was always something missing. The girl that put the biggest smile on his face. That beat him in video games and laughed at his defeat. That knew him better than he knew himself. He always told himself there was no chance of him ever finding anyone as good as you. And that’s why he had always been single. Any girl he met, or spoke to, he found flaws in them that didn’t match to you. They didn’t make him laugh like you did. They didn’t touch his arm and make him feel that immature electricity that never went away. Nobody could be even close enough to being a match to you.
“Do you guys know each other?” Tobi asks, his arm still comfortably around your waist.
“Um” You start, “Yeah, our parents have known each other for years” You smile.
“Yeah, what a coincidence?” Simon exclaims, “Its great to see you”
“Yeah, you too” You nod, returning his friendly hug.
“I’ll just grab us some drinks, okay babe?” Tobi comments, heading off to the kitchen.
You notice JJ looking between you and Simon and widen your eyes slightly at him. When you and Simon were together, it was more of a long distance style. You lived an hour away so you knew JJ but only as your boyfriend’s best friend.
“Right, we should go grab the stuff to record” Josh nods before being followed out by the ones you now knew as Ethan, Vik and Harry.
JJ and Simon stop behind.
“I’m right aren’t I? You two…” JJ begins.
“Yeah” Simon replies quickly.
“Fucking hell” His friend mumbles, “I should leave you to it”
He quickly heads outside, evidently going to Tobi to stop him from entering again.
“So, how are you?” You ask politely.
“Im good, thanks” He scratches the back of his neck, “You?”
“Great” You say, “What a small world ay? You knowing Tobi” You chuckle lightheartedly.
“Yeah, tell me about it” He laughs, a hint of wanting to say more in his voice.
“I can’t believe you guys know each other” Tobi exclaims when he walks in.
“Yeah we were just saying” You smile.
“How do your parents know each other then?” Tobi asks inquisitively, taking a seat with you beside him on the couch.
“Our dads did a job together once and our families met through that” You explain. That was true.
“This is crazy” He chuckles, “Have you seen anything of the house yet babe?”
“No nothing” You shake your head.
“I’ll show you around” Simon states, “Tobi, the guys can help you set up for your video”
“Ahh thanks man” Your boyfriend responds and you follow Simon around the house.
You try your best to focus on the different rooms so you didn’t get lost whilst staying here but you still felt in a weird sense of shock that he was here.
“We can’t tell him” Simon states simply as the pair of you walk up to his room.
“What?” You frown, slightly disgusted.
“We can’t tell Tobi that we used to date” He shakes his head.
“I’m not lying to him!” You exclaim, “No, I can’t”
“You have to! We can’t suddenly admit that we used to date until the age of 18 and now you suddenly happen to be dating him!” He retorts, stubborn as usual.
“I don’t give a fuck. If he has a problem with it, we’ll deal with it. But he’s my boyfriend and I’m not comfortable with keeping a huge part of my life away from him” You reply. Truth in a relationship meant a lot to you. Even if it did sound cringey. It was one of the reasons Tobi adored you so much.
“You haven’t changed” he chuckles.
“Why shouldn’t we tell him?” You ask.
“Because-” he starts, “ Because I’m still in love with you”
You freeze more than you did when you first saw his face.
“Wh-” you begin.
“Because ever since you left, I’ve not stopped being completely fascinated by you. Like I always was. I’ve not stopped laughing at your jokes whenever I remember them or smiling when I think of you” He explains, “I’ve never stopped remembering the girl that made those years the best years of my life” He croaks.
From the corner of your eye, you notice a box in the corner of his room that you gave to him on his 18th birthday as one of his 18 presents. It was filled with small memories of the pair of you. Photos, movie tickets, snow globes from places you’d been to on holiday, small cards with your funniest quotes or jokes. Everything of his relationship with his babygirl.
“I figured I should keep it” He smiles when his eyes follow yours, “I tried to get rid of it when you left but there’s so much in there that I couldn’t bare to lose. I’ve never shown the guys”
“Simon, that part of our life was when we were teenagers and young and innocent. And that’s great. And I loved that. But its not the point. I’ve moved on, I’ve travelled the world, I’ve seen different cultures, I’ve changed. And if you haven’t, then okay. But I love Tobi now and im happy with him. We’re really happy. High school doesn’t last forever Si” You sigh and he looks down.
“Simon, you ready to film?” Ethan calls upstairs.
“We’ll be right down” He responds loudly, his eyes not leaving yours.
You nod and walk past him, heading instantly downstairs.
“What’s wrong babe?” Tobi frowns as soon as you walked into the lounge. He instantly knew something was happening as always.
“Its okay, I just remembered there’s something I need to talk to you about” You force a smile, trying your best to ignore Simon’s lingering stare.

I tell everyone that I’m happy you and I didn’t work things out this time and that I’m glad you found someone new again. Hell, I sit in the car and have to practically chant it to myself in the morning so I don’t lose it when I see her grab your hand. My face hurts from smiling and laughing too much in hopes that you’ll see how totally okay I am with this. We’re going to walk away from this one day and babe, you really screwed up pushing me away. You were my best friend and then you decided that you’d rather have their approval than mine. You’re going to wish that you could go back in time and tell me that you loved me even when I didn’t see it. You’re going to regret every single time you made me upset. You and her aren’t going to work out. In the end, we always will… Too bad I don’t think I’m going to have the energy to give us another chance. You ruined us. One day, you’re going to wish you hadn’t.
—  It’s nearly been a year

anonymous asked:


friend LETS here we fucking go

• okay one he’s actually such a nice person?? like he’s an asshole but a good asshole. and he tries so hard to be terrible but REALLY he’s just a flower of a person he’s so wonderful I want to kiss his nose

• I’m gonna tell u rn that I’m trying super hard for this to be only about ronan but i just woke up and wrote a pynch smut and ronan is so fucking gay he js so fucking!!! gay. i might not be able to help elaborating on that. so. warning.

• he loves so fiercely?? the entire gang is in love with eachother but he adores them! SO MUCh

• he dreams up fucking magical ass lotion for adam’s hands. he’s that gay

• ‘im always straight’ ‘oh, man, thats the biggest lie you’ve ever told’ oh my GOD they are so gay!!! they are so gay.and adam doesn’t even really know it yet poor bby

• HE DREAMS GANSEY THE PIG! admittedly he had to dream the pig bc he sort of stole it and wrecked it and needed to get it back bc it’s 90% of gansey’s heart, but still. he dreamt gansey his car back.

• he dreams gansey epipens and cures for stings oh my jeepers

• !!!!chainsaw. he loves her so fucking much. “the raven in his hands was his heart, finally laid bare” fucking. my smol bird mom. he dreams up a baby raven and names her after a fucking powertool.and he googles how/when to feed her and sneaks her into school to do so (i v strongly fuck with this. when i was in middle school idid the same thing with a kitten)

• he’s actually so chill with noah being dead. like at first he grieves but then he’s just. hey do u want to go street racing w me.

• the barns. literally “ronan loved it so much. he nearly couldn’t bear it. He wanted to destroy something.”

• he’ll do anything for his friends

• pushing adam in the shopping cart?? and looking “profoundly happy” after they crash and almost die. rip to my heart

• and then he and adam taking turns dragging eachother in a dolly behind the car? wtf

• he hates phones?? he despises them??? ronan what made u this way

• “don’t fucking swear” I love him

• WHEN THEYRE IN THE BOAT and the boys are feeling bad about not jumping into the water and ronan fucking rubs his shaved head and is like 'i didn’t want to mess up my hair’ he’s so shitty

• he found his father after being beaten to death with a tire iron :( and before that he was so much happier and carefree :( bby :( :(:(

• HE LOVES ADAM SO MUCH rip in peace to me


• he sends gansey a pic of his dick with an Irish flag tied to it?? is this what boys do I don’t really think it is??


• he nearly faints everytime adam’s accent slips out (which is v often)

• he makes adam a fucking mixtape with the murder squash song and it’s labeled on one side PARRISH’S HONDAYOTA ALONE TIME and on the other A SHITBOX SINGALONG like imagine how long he spent on that he must’ve been so proud of himself

• again. he made adam a fucking mixtape

• oh another note. he calls adams car the hondayota. did u catch that

• he has a secret handshake with his little brother

• when he holds blue so tightly in that cave and presses his cheek into her shoulder

• AND THEN HE GIVES HER THE ONLY LIGHT! knowing he’ll be waiting by himself in the darkness. not knowing if she’ll even come back wow what a nice thing for an asshole to do :’-))

• he convinces some jesus lady to lie about a tax assessment to help adam!! he goes to church every sunday but it’s ok to sin for his friends :):):))

• he thinks gasoline tastes sexy what the fuck he’s so problematic

• he has the worst taste in music I feel so bad for him he is the WORST

• ’[Adam] realized that while he’d been looking at Ronan, Ronan had been looking at him.’ Let me LIVE

• he shows affection by throwing his friends out windows

• 'kisses in the palms of hands’ HELP

• he spends many hours watching videos of baby animals on youtube. this is confirmed and the world is a better place.


• spends $900 on a tattoo solely to piss of his brother?? what a dick

• “adam Parrish lived in an apartment above the office of St. Agnes Catholic Church, a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of Ronan’s worship into one downtown block.” !!!gay

• “I am being perfectly fucking civil.” !!!oh my goodness !! he sucks he sucks so much

• his fucking sex dream of adam and kavinsky only gets to them fucking touching his tattoo before he can’t handle it. so fucking gay

• he thinks of adam as his second secret oh my GOD

• he’s so apathetically rude and has the worst sense of humor :// my fave


• he is so endlessly loyal and loves so fiercely oh my go d

• he tries to make a ramp to make his car go in the air like some fucking monster truck show what an IDIOT


• he calls blue 'maggot’ THATS SO FUCKING SWEET

• he’s so touched that his friends bury a body w/ him

• so gay. wow

• he holds baby mice to his cheek!! and has his friends pass it around!!! and then he ruins it by being sucky bc he just needs to be an asshole :/ ronan love yourself

• ilove him so much i need to stop rn!! ronan sucks! !! he sucks

The Floor is Comfy Because You're Beside Me

Summary: Dan and Phil’s five year old daughter won’t tell them why she’s sad until a silly misunderstanding causes her to let everything out.

Genre: fluff, parent!phan

Warnings: none. gross over-the-top fluffy dialogue.

Word count: 1323

A/N: written for day one of @phanweek! (prompt: parents)

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anonymous asked:

how do you interpret noodle and murdoc's relationship (obviously platonically of course)? I see it as almost a mix of father/daughter, big brother/sister or murdoc's just the weird uncle

Well the last I saw, Noodle was pissed off at murdoc, she was silent and Russel confirmed that she is pissed off. SO there’s some conflict which we didn’t see resolved in phase 3 which may or may not carry into phase 4?

Honestly I think the relationship between murdoc and noodle is very rocky and unstable. I definitely, myself, wouldn’t say it’s “father/daughter” … I’m still not 100% sure what was going on with the el manana incident, but it was definitely due to a lack of  murdoc giving a shit about noodle. And the rest of the band members. From what I can safely say, it was due to murdoc forgetting noodle’s wellbeing and being unable to see how his actions alone could have repurcussions for the people around him.

I don’t think Murdoc really actually cares about noodle, or maybe he just has problems seeing how his actions hurt others.

But for some reason he got protective of noodle in phase 3? one small example I can think of is, someone asked murdoc to ask out noodle for them, and murdoc’s answer, from what I remember, was just somethign like ‘… no’ … which i just spent ages looking for because I actually screenshotted this one because I found it funny at the time

I don’t know, it just kinda seems like he was being protective?

Pre-el manana, it doesn’t seem that they really had much of a connection. Noodle seemed to be quite warm to murdoc, but I think murdoc just hates them all. I’m actually flicking through ROTO right now and golly noodle does not speak a lot. Also I totally didn’t drop my murdoc figure in the process of retrieving this hefty book. oops..

I was right that Noodle favours talking to russel? She only seems to be talking to russel, and occasionally 2D … ????? Noodle the fuck give me some content here girl

ok Murdoc seems to be trying to get on noodle’s nerves? im pretty much doign a running commentary on reading this huge gert book. Murdoc seems to like teasing noodle. But it’s not the same mean spirited way he teases 2D and Russ? Maybe he does care

yeah I’m getting the vibes that murdoc enjoys trying to get a rise out of noodle, but it’s more playful and less mean-spirited? It kinda does feel like he’s an uncle or something.

the main issue I’m seeing is that noodle only really wants to speak when Russel speaks. and russel is staying quiet because murdoc keeps making jokes about his weight.

random addition listen to this A* quote from 2D on the topic of the movie: “it was suggested that Mel Gibson should do my voice, but I thought I should do it. I sound more like me.”

fun fact noodle can kill shit with a samurai sword whilst blindfolded using just her intuition and I think that is some pretty cool shit right there.

um so noodle pretty much told murdoc to ‘buck your ideas up or leave’ … that’s 10 year old noodle. she and russel are teaming up and standing up to him but murdoc (and 2d) are oblivious … shit this is intense

ok but why does noodle bite murdoc’s hand to make him stop strangling 2D? noodle what the fuck. why would you tho. why noodle.

so far this isn’t looking too good. murdoc enjoys teasing noodle and noodle seems to be lashing out a lot

and now murdoc’s teasing noodle again and she’s just straight up ignoring him. IT HAPPENED AGAIN. murdoc noodle is trying to tell a serious story that means a lot to herand you keep fuckign tryng to wind her up

Geez, no wonder noodle is only speaking to russel and 2D, murdoc tries to wind her up at every chance he gets.

noodle is literally ignoring murdoc now. 

half way throguh this book and the only interactions they’ve had is noodle being annoyed and murdoc teasing noodle.

murdoc goes as far as trying to be as annoying as possible ? noodle is saying how proud she is of Demon Days and murdoc is pretty much kicking her down saying ‘oh i havent listened to it in ages it was a bit boring’

QUOTE TIME “noodle is staring at murdoc, who is obviously enjoying spinning his yarn” aka ‘shut up you fuckarse let me speak for once you can’t keep talking over me’

honestly when noodle starts speaking murdoc tries to rush her on, then takes ages talking, and noodle is having NONE of it. She’s just so done.

another quote which reminds me that murdoc niccals is, in fact, a dad. “kids, eh? Little treasures. I love ‘em. I couldn’t eat a whole one, though.” like come on murdoc that’s the lamest oldest dad jokes fuck you 

Murdoc keeps calling her ‘love’ and it’s really condescending.

Also murdoc keeps shooting noodle down. she was getting passionate describing that ‘search for a star’ thing they did and murdoc just shoots her down saying ‘it’s just a bit of fun, love. calm down.’ and there we have murdoc condescendingly calling her ‘love’ again.

this is horrible! at this point it’s noodle getting to be in the spotlight and murdoc complaining about everything trying to sabotage it! Do you have no respect, man?!

murdoc spending tonnes on the first album; he brags about it. then he has the GALL to blame noodle on every cost of the second album. what the fuck1!!!! what the fuck. 

and he keeps being so hypocritical! he jus called noodle a tart

QUOTE TIME AGAIN! murdoc speaking about DARE. “I wasn’t happy about the fact that Noodle commandeered that video for herself, without telling the other Gorillaz. I mean, the ego on that girl is just unbelievable”

this was just after noodle said how much fun it was and how it was a “dream come true” about working on it alone. you twat murdoc what the fUCK






in other news, it literally states tht murdoc didn’t care much when noodle dissapeared. 2D and Russel were ‘frantic’ but murdoc was just happy he got away with murdering jimmy? but he didn’t blink at noodle dissapearing. 

Murdoc teases noodle for the most part, which just gets on her nerves. then when noodle is in the spotlight, murdoc tries to push her out of the spotlight. He gets more angry and agitated as noodle is more and more in the spotlight, to the point where at one point, noodle is nearly crushed by a beam and killed, and murdoc tries to create his own sob story to divert the attention over to him, talking about his father and such. Then el manana happens and murdoc is uncaring.

It is clear to me now, after skim reading my copy of ROTO, that murdoc is NOT a fatherly figure to Noodle, if anything, he’s the sketchy old uncle. Sure, he begins off playfully taunting noodle, but he ends up getting quite malicious.

Noodle seems to be irritated by murdoc, getting extremely untrusting of him towards the end of phase 2, then in phase 3 she’s fuckin pissed.

also fun fact: Noodle is not afraid of hurting Murdoc. I’ve clocked two canon times that I can  think of off the top of my head where noodle has hurt murdoc purposefully for being a dick (in that one Dazed & Confused interview, and in ROTO where she just bites him straight up just. sinks them chompers)

I managed to finally unravel how the extreme befuckening of the El Manana set occurred, and it wasn’t murdoc ‘s intention, but it was his fault. I actually want to record a video on it though. also i skim read this entire beefy book and spent 3-4 hours doing so 100 NOTES PLS

Say yes

Warnings: Bad writing.

“I’m telling you lily I’m a changed women, I’m not doing anything for Sirius even if begged me on his knees, even if he paid me, I’d say no!” You tried to convince your stubborn friend, but she was just not having it.
Lily looked up at you from her breakfast, her eyebrows narrowed, her eyes held a skeptical look in them. “Or really?” She asked.

“Yes, why don’t you believe me?” You in turn answered her with a question of your own. For it would have been nice if she would at least give you the benefit of the doubt. “Because that’s what you said yesterday, and you still did all his homework with him, as well do his girlfriend’s just because he asked you to.” Lily fired back. You squirmed uncomfortably in your seat because it was true, anything Sirius asked, you would deliver. But today was a new day, and you’d set your mind on not being Sirius’s genie.
“Yeah well, today’s a new day, like I said I’m a changed women,”

But Lily said nothing in return, she simply scoffed and went back to eating her toast and eggs. And that’s how breakfast went that morning. You and Lily ended up talking about what you both had planned to do at Hogsmeade.

It was only as you entered Hogsmeade did Sirius appear, and you felt your earlier resolve fade under his soft gaze “Hey you, I know I said we’d hang this morning but Stephanie said she wanted some alone time, and who am I to say no?” Sirius greeted and explained as you shuddered at the thought of what ‘alone time’ could mean. You put on a brave face though and enthusiastically greeted the tall boy “Hey, Sirius.”

Lily who refused to acknowledge Sirius and kept talking as if it was only you and said, “Remember you’re a changed women, if you even come back to the dorm with homework besides your own im kicking your a-”
You hurriedly cover her mouth with your hand, “Yes, yes Lily understood.” You replied in a rushed manner, shooting Sirius a nervous smile.
Lily pushed you away and rolled her eyes. “Good, see you later yeah?” You shook your head yes as the pretty red head disappeared in search of Alice and Marlene.

And now it was just you and Sirius. “What was that all about?” He asked, you shrugged awkwardly trying to play off the incident, “Oh that, nothing Lily was just, you know, being her usual self.” Fortunately Sirius did in fact take it as nothing, and he opted to changed the conversation. “So do you want to hang out today, no one is around to go venture though this beautiful village with me, but I know you’ve never let me down.”

Ahh, and here was your first trial. You wanted to say no. You really did. A stead mantra of ‘you’re a changed women’ repeatedly echoed through your head as you played with the hem of your shirt.

‘No, tell him no!’ The inner voice in your head said instead you said
“Sure!” You beamed up at him. “Really?” Sirius asked his face lit up in an uncharacteristic lovesick gaze. But you played it off knowing full well that Sirius though of you as nothing but a friend, “Yeah, you know me, I never disappoint!”

And so you wonder through Hogsmeade with the young Casanova. You both start by getting butter beers, laughing at each other’s foam mustaches. But as you went from each shop, Sirius would grab you hand pulling through stores and pubs. He looked at you like you held the stars in your eyes. It was almost to good to be true.

Later that day, hours after you had both gotten back from Hogsmeade both you and Sirius had found yourselves under a tree out on the school grounds. Soon all the marauders had arrived. It seemed so peaceful, until Stephanie- Sirius’s girlfriend arrived. James groaned under his breath and Peter hissed, Remus didn’t even give the girl the time of day and continued reading as if she wasn’t there. Altogether the atmosphere turn frosty.

“Sirius hey!” The brunette squealed nasally, as she sat down in Sirius’s lap. She then turned to you, “Y/n.” She greeted, her tone cold and deadly eyes slanted in slits.
“Stephanie.” You said barely acknowledging her as you turned to James to continue the conversation between the two of you about how best to woo lily.

“So Y/N how did you and Sirius enjoy Hogsmeade? Did you get the chocolate frogs I asked for?” James asked completely oblivious to the consequences of his innocent question. You laugh at the boy and merrily reply “Yeah, here you go,” you pass him a bag full of sweets. “We got some other stuff, I thin-”

Stephanie cuts you off before you can finish your sentence, her already shrill voice raising an octave higher, “You went to hogmeade Sirius? I thought you said you had homework to finish!” The entire group turn their head to the couple before them in confusion. “No Sirius and Y/N went to Hogsmeade together didn’t you?” James asked looking at you as you nodded in confirmation.

“Oh yes well you see…” Sirius tried to answer, he stumbled over his words as his charm deserted him. “You lied again and it was all just to be with her!” Stephanie yelled her face redding in seconds, “I swear it’s like you love her. Y/n this, y/n that. Godric you’re more in love with her than me!”

James who had been relishing the scene before him had decided now was the time to add a little more commentary to spice things up. “I know right! There are so many times when I suggest something and he says no!” Sirius looks like he’s about to die as he lamely tries to shush his best friend. But the young Potter just ignores him and continues with his rant. “Just because he wanted to ask he Y/N to do something for him, and he only every asks her to do stuff with OR for him because and I quote ‘no one does anything better than y/n.’ OR ‘y/n looks so beautiful doing this and that.’ I for one wouldn’t have known y/n was so talented at everything if it weren’t for Sirius. I mean that portrait he asked her to do was flawless.” The more James talks the more Sirius loses the color in his face. He tries again with another frantic “James!” But it is still to no use as the dark skin boy continues to talk non the less, “Right, point is I’m your best bud Sirius you can’t love her more than me! I’m also a very good painter as well!” James completes his rant and Sirius looks like all circulation had stopped in his body.

Stephanie on the other hand looks murderous, her tiny hands are curled tightly into fists and her face is redder than a tomato, “Why thank you James for that very informative rant, if y/n here does everything better than the whole world I’m sure she would to be a much better girlfriend because we’re over!” The tiny girl screams her hair flying wildly as she turns away from the group and stomps away, with each step she takes you feel like you can actually see the ground shake beneath her. It is only after Stephanie has disappeared from view do you turn to look as Sirius your eyes blown wide.

“Y/n, I, I’m so sorry you-” Sirius tries to say before you stop him dead in his tracks. You feel anger and happiness and sadness and a whole lot of conflicting emotions and suddenly they burst out as you take you turn to shout at the young Black. “You made me do so many things for you or with you because I did them best? How is that even logical. I’ve broken up with girls for you, taken the blame for countless pranks, painted that portrait, which mind you took an entire week! Just because you liked me. Why are you so dense and idiotic?” Your yelled at him, you had tears in your eyes and you felt drained and tired from the entire day.

Remus who had been quiet the entire time, decided that his role as a mere spectator should end at that moment as he commented, “A question I’ve pondered over my entire life.”
“Remus!” Sirius growled at his other best friend, but the were wolf simply gave an insincere, “Sorry.”

Sirius who he himself looked close to tears, tried to explain his actions though even as he said them, sounded stupid to himself as well, “I only really asked you to do those things is because every time I wanted to ask you out, something else would come out,”
You laughed at this, though it was dry and sarcastic- like you were done with the day. Shaking your head you told him exasperation, You know I would have never said no to going out with you Sirius,“ you smiled tiredly up at the grey eyed boy only to have the moment ruined as Peter spoke.

“She’s right mate,” he whispered. “Peter!” Sirius said in silent warning, he had had just enough of his friends today. But Peter in turn gave a half hearted “My bad!”

Sirius again turned to you, and smiled “Well than, if you don’t mind me asking,” but you didn’t let him finish as you said “Yes, when have I ever said no!” The young Gryffindors snickered at you. “I didn’t finish!” Sirius whined. “Right sorry,” you laughed, as you awaited for him to ask what you hoped he was going to ask. “Would you care to be my girlfriend, now you can answer,” he joked. You threw your hands around him as you said “I would love to!” Laughing and hugging the tall boy tightly.

It is only moments later when Lily storms towards you do you feel terror flood your body. “Y/n l/n what is this I’m hear of you giving into another demand of Sirius’s, what happened to being a changed women! What happened to it’s a new day, new me!” She scolded you. “But lily,-” you tried to explain, “Your unbelievable!” She yelled again. Covering her mouth for a second time that day, you explained “Lily he asked me to be his girlfriend!”

It takes a full minute for the bright witch to comprehend what you just said, “You’re going out?” She asked,“ Yes Lily, we are.” Suddenly her face lights up into a brilliant green as she hugs you in congratulations, “Oh well then by all means say yes!” She tells you, only to turn to Sirius to threaten him by saying “But If you hurt her Black, you’ll wish you’d never asked her for a single thing.”

It Hurts: Part 1

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

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He walked through the airport, slightly blinded by the flashes of cameras and deafened by the screams of fans, but guided by the other members and managers. He kept his head down, genuinely scared that he would get hurt.

The fame was nice for a while. It’s really flattering to get recognized in public and get asked for autographs. His insignificant signature became an autograph, something of actual worth. But the fans became too rowdy, too passionate, too much.

Now, don’t jump to conclusions- Taehyung loved his fans. He was so thankful for each every one of them. He just don’t love it when they made a scene in public places, like airports, making it difficult for others on the flight or for those who wanted to pick up their loved ones.

He kept his eye on Namjoon’s butt, just to stay with the group. Even though they’ve been in this airport countless times, he lost track of where they were because he had been keeping his head down.

He looked up to gain perspective of his surrounding.

And through his fringe, the lights, the posters, the fans, he saw her.

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fairy tail 428

well fuck. this chapter ruined me. actually. i have homework, but that can wait because thIS FUCKIN CHAPTER GUYS. o yea, mini warning, buncha swearing. & this is gon be really long, enjoy.

okay but can we talk about romeo’s new hair do.

WHAT IS THIS ROMEO. wendy ain’t gonna be down for you if you keep it like that. honey, you look like boruto-gone-wrong, like an enhanced rock lee. but on the other hand he is looking damn fine holding that hobo sack. I wonder where he and Macao went off to during the year, the next time he appears, i hope Cancer will give him a haircut.

The scene where Wendy was washing down Juvia put a smile on my face. and it pissed me off when other people were putting it down, calling it over the top fanservice n shiet, like thats what you do when a loved one of yours is sick with a fever like that, you take care of them. which is exactly what wendy’s doing

seriously mashima, starting off a fricken chapter with good vibes and cute panels, when the next pages are only filled with hardcore-tear-jerker-heart-aching-mind-boggling panels like wHY YOU GOTTA PLAY ME LIKE THAT

i honestly hoped to see more of their powers, but i guess we’ll save it for later in the arc. & as per usual, natsu and gray are equal, as they always have. it actually made me happy to see natsus smile after they exchanged blows. that smile he did, almost pleased that nothing changed in the last year. they’re still the same. ugh fk u dark gray

then when lucy tries to stop them & gray’s like “what’re you even doing here?” and bae comes in like “right back atcha hoe, what’re you doing in a scummy place like this?” and ugh when natsu brings up how juvia’s waiting for him GRUVIAFKFK and mashima drew his facial expression, which is just so hard to read. he looks conflicted almost. we all know gray is good deep inside, but we all also want clear and upfront reasons as to why he did the things he did. people can make assumptions (as i will later on LOL) but nothing is truly confirmed without it being on print, from the hands of mashima y’know and ugh, who knows how long it’ll be until that. and JUST LOOK AT HIS FACE, its like hes shouting “i know, i know, fuck natsu, i know i left her”. AND UGH HE JUST LOOKS SO FULL OF REGRET IT MAKES ME MAD, LET ME HUG YOU GRAY


AYEE WADDUP GURL, YOU TELL ‘IM. i can almost here it, the subtle “getcho damn ass together gray mu’fuckin weakbuster, n go back to juvia cus shes depressed as without u n just be good fk u” 

but in all seriousness what Lucy did was incredible. think about it. she’s had no contact with the dude for a year. found out he left one of her bestfriends, about half a year ago because he had dark marks growin up his whole body then disappeared altogether, and now hes obviously affiliated with some dark ass guild in a creepy castle. and she could’ve whipped out her celestial keys, and fought him but no. she went right up to this jerks face and slapped him. she looked so broken, when she was talking to him, just so truly sad that she’s losing one of her comrades. it also warmed my heart to see that gray did nothing whatsoever in retaliation, he stood his ground and just took it. he obviously knew it was coming, it’s not like Lucy teleported there and hit him as fast as she could. he could’ve hurt her badly if he wanted to, but he didn’t. there are so many glimpses of hope in his chapter it makes me frustrated because i know i have to deal with dark gray for the rest of the arc.

before i carry on, something i also noticed were Gray’s eyes. they change. the entire time, mashima’s been showing his eyes with hollowness and strain, like not his usual coloured in pupils. for example;

-when he was talking about his ‘i aint your guildie nakama no more, ft aint inside me’ shit, putting up an act trying to make natsu & them leave, but we all know that’s impossible

-& when after lucy slapped him. see? he looks like our regular stripper gray that’s hair-dried his hair for too long

no, i don’t think Gray’s entirely possessed by darkness, i mean, this has got to prove something,right? i just feel like, for the sake of protecting everyone, he’s doing this. its like, he knows this darkness that’s clamped onto him, is uncontrollable so he’s trying to distance himself? especially juviaa hehe. I also think he’s trying to avenge his dad, i mean its quite obvious in the chapter before the time skip, where he’s like “i’ll destory E.N.D”, since it was mentioned by his late father and all.

what got me was this scene, Gray was suprised  by Lucy’s sudden stomach ache. then in the following page, his eyes reverted back to their hollowness, and then he acted like he knew dumbass-mary was there all along. 

like no honey, nO. and it hurts me because again, HE LOOKS SO CONFLICTED AND HURT, AND JUST UGH. fuckin’ Mary don’t touch our lucy.

-sidenote; am i the only one who thought lucy was fricken pregnant when her stomach started hurting? ;-;



THIS BROKE MY HEART. but is also just looks so fake. like hes trying so hard to convince them, maybe even himself, that this is the path he chose. 

These panels seriously broke me. Lucy looked so distressed with tears still running down her face, and Happy even had a shaky quote bubble, and Natsu just looks so determined to get him back together like fk man.

can we also just talk about how natsu&gray are being possessed(?) in the same arm (IF, what natsu is hiding underneath his bandages are indeed dark marks)


WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS MASHIMA. WHY WHY. its already messed up as it is. i mean,natsu’s already the ultimate muthafkin DEMON aka E.N.D., in which is trying to get his bestfriend, who has fallen into darkness, trying to find & kill E.N.D.. and we don’t even know what’ll happen when natsu goes full out demon mode n shit, and its like hurting my head thinking about it, because 


this took me so long to write omg, how will i manage to do these every monday??


Internet Friend - Michael imagine

[This might suck but I’m kinda sad and have terrible writer’s block. I promise the next thing I write will be one of your requests.]

~ six months ago ~

You sat on your bed, scrolling through Tumblr on your laptop in the same position you had been occupying for the last several minutes. You weren’t an insanely popular blog; a few hundred followers, half a dozen mutuals who talked to you regularly. Your blog was a little bit of everything; gifsets that made you laugh, quotes that made you think, text posts that you related to, and occasionally your own original poetry, short stories, and artwork. You decided to stop scrolling through your favorite band’s tag and check your inbox on the off chance that someone had messaged you. To your surprise, there was a new ask from someone whose url you didn’t recognize:

‘Hi, I read your poem about bullying last night, and I would just like to say that the things you said were truly beautiful. I love youre writing :D’

You smiled and typed a quick reply: ’ *your. and thanks! i wrote that poem a loooong time ago though, how did you find it?’

The reply didn’t come until a few hours later when you checked your inbox after dinner.

'This is embarassing but I kind of stalked your blog that’s weird isn’t it I’m so sorry’’

You giggled out loud as you typed a new answer: 'don’t be sorry, that’s extremely flattering! I hope you don’t mind if I stalk yours back though (because i’m going to oops)’

And stalk you did. The person’s blog had a simple layout, like they couldn’t have been bothered to waste time on it. They reblogged a lot of sarcastic text posts, photosets of bands like Blink-182 and Green Day, various stuff related to video games you had never heard of, and other random things like pizza and ninja turtles. You found yourself reblogging and liking a lot of their posts, before finally checking your inbox again after nearly an hour. You had two new asks.

'Nooooo please don’t my blog sucks its so disorganized :( ’


You grinned, rolling your eyes at the silliness. 'it’s fine, i really love your blog. we have a lot of common interests, actually. definitely gonna follow you.’

The reply came less than two minutes later: 'YES PLEASE BE MY BEST FRIEND YOURE ONE OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS’



And that was how it all began.

~ five months ago ~

You were now on summer vacation, which naturally meant you spent most of your free time on Tumblr. You now talked to Michael more than any of your other mutuals, always finding yourself laughing over his messages. You really did have a lot in common, and he was one of your favorite people even though you had no idea where he lived, what he looked like, or even his last name. The two of you just… clicked.

He brought it up out of nowhere, in the middle of a conversation.

'Hey do you know 5 seconds of summer?’

You scraped your teeth across your lip as you thought of a reply. 'Sort of. They’re a band right? I think my friend listens to them…’

Less than a minute later, 'Theyre this really cool band. Plus their guitar player has the same name as me and really sick hair :P’

'should I look them up?’ You replied.

'Yeah. Here, click on this link. Its their cover of I Miss You by Blink because I know you love them. pleaseeee listen to it I bet youll love it’

You clicked the link, closing your eyes as the music began. You were actually surprised by the quality of the cover. They were obviously really talented, and you found yourself falling in love with the different voices singing. You ended up clicking another link to a related video, leading you to a song called “Out Of My Limit.” You found yourself listening to song after song, falling more and more in love with the band’s music style as you continued.

Almost two hours later, you finally wrote back. 'WOW I LOVE THEM i really love all the songs but the I Miss You cover is definitely my favorite, i might even like it better than the original tbh. :)’

You had no way of knowing that it was his band that you were fangirling over, no way of knowing how nervous he was while waiting for your feedback. You had no idea that his whole face lit up with a smile when he read your message. In the last month, he had grown very attached to you, despite the fact that you were just a faceless blogger on the internet. He knew that you really seemed to get him, and he valued your opinion. Knowing that you liked his music brought a sense of relief, pride, and happiness.

'I knew you would like them. :) Theyre super punk rock, just like you’

'michael, I’m pretty sure that this band is pop punk’

'Shut up (y/n) they’re punk’

~ four and a half months ago ~

He had known you for a month and a half when he saw a picture of you for the first time. It was a selfie, posted in response to a question from one of your other followers about what you looked like. His eyes widened as he took in the image of your smiling face. He felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

You were gorgeous.

It wasn’t just that you were hot, although you definitely were. You were pretty, in the kind of way that can’t be faked with cosmetics. Your smile lit up your whole face and made his chest feel warm and fuzzy. You apologized in the caption because you were wearing your hair natural; he thought it was beautiful, the way it framed your face and gently caressed your shoulders. Your eyes held so much life and light and depth, he suddenly understood why people said they were a window to the soul. Seeing you for the first time literally took his breath away. The only word he could think of to describe your image was “stunning,” because he was literally taken aback by how attractive you were.

And maybe it was because he already loved your personality. You made him laugh, put a smile on his face, but also gave him new things to think about when your conversations turned deep. Lately he had found himself talking to you at three in the morning with a soft smile on his face and wondering if it was possible to develop a crush on someome you had never met, or even seen. Now, looking into the image of your lovely eyes, he knew it was.

“Ashton!” He grabbed his friend’s arm, dragging him over to look at his laptop screen. “Remember my friend (Y/n)?”

Ashton laughed. “The one who told you Luke was her favorite member of the band last week?”

“Shut up.” Michael glared at him. “Anyway, she just posted a selfie. Look at it.”

Ashton nodded as his eyes swept over the photo. “She’s pretty hot.”

Michael shoved him. “I have dibs!”

“You’ve never even met her, Mike.”

“I don’t care. She’s amazing.”

Ashton peeked at your picture again. “If you like her all that much, you should tell her that you play guitar in her 'new favorite band.’ Invite her to one of our gigs.”

Michael shook his head. “Not yet. I don’t want her to be mad. Let me pretend to be a normal guy for a little bit longer.”

Ashton shrugged. “Okay, man. But with a face like that, I bet there’s other guys who are into her. Guys who live in her town and see her every day. Don’t wait too long.”

~ three months ago ~

You should have been getting ready. You had to leave in under two hours, and you hadn’t even washed your face yet. But you found yourself drifting to your laptop, opening the familiar website and immediately clicking on the message icon. As expected, you had a new ask from Michael.

'Yeah, I definitely agree that its an over rated song. Anyway, got any plans for this weekend?’

You bit your lip as you typed back. 'Yeah, actually. I have a date later tonight.’

When Michael read your reply, his stomach dropped. You had a date. He was jealous of your date, which was ridiculous because he lived on another continent and spent most of his time travelling the world and he had never even met you in real life and he had absolutely no right to be this infatuated with you. But he was. He couldn’t even deny that he had a huge crush on you at this point, to the point where even the boys had noticed and started teasing him about it. But he was trapped on the other side of the world from you, and you were obviously not waiting for him.

His hands might have been shaking a bit as he typed his reply. 'Really? Where is he taking you?’

You sighed. To be honest, you kind of wished it was Michael taking you out tonight. Which made you feel stupid because you had never even seen his face. The one time you asked him to send you a selfie, he said he didn’t want his appearance to change your opinion of him. And you could respect that, you supposed, although you had worried about catfishing several times. You couldn’t help but wonder if it was possible to fall in love with the idea of someone.

'We’re going to a movie, and probably to Starbucks afterwards. He’s meeting me at the theater.’

Michael couldn’t help but think that if it was him, he would pick you up and hold your hand through the whole drive and put his arm around you in the movie and let you cuddle into his side. Maybe he should tell you who he was tonight. He could beg you to cancel your date and fly out to see him, he would pay for everything, he just wanted you to be with him instead of across the world in a dark movie theater with another guy.

But he couldn’t. Because revealing his identity would change everything, and he wasn’t ready for that.

'I hope you have fun, (y/n).’

~ two months ago ~

You had tears in you eyes as you typed. 'So, turns out the whole relationship thing was a no-go’

He felt guilty for the weight that seemed to be lifted off his chest. 'What happened? :(’

'He was sucking face with some other girl in the hall today. I know we weren’t dating that long, but it still hurts ya know?’

He took a deep breath, fingers hovering over the keys before he started typing. 'If you feel comfortable giving me your number, I want to call you so we can talk about it.’

You debated for a solid five minutes. Did you really want to give your phone number out over the Internet? Did you really trust him that much? Then again, you cou always block him if you needed to. You let out a sigh before typing the digits into his ask box.

Your phone rang exactly one and a half minutes later. You clicked the answer button, hands shaking at the thought of hearing your best friend’s voice for the first time. “Hello?”

“(Y/n)?” He was breathless, heart racing at the sound of your sweet voice. “It’s Michael.”

You smiled, feeling your cheeks heat up. His voice was lovely, soft and deep and oddly soothing. He had an accent too. You almost giggled, biting your lips to hold it back. “You’re real. You’re a real person, and I’m talking to you on the phone right now.”

“You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice.” He grinned, locking the door so none of the guys would come in and interrupt you. “You sound perfect.”

You blushed at the compliment. “Thanks, Michael.”

He loved the way you said his name. He almost asked you to say it again, just so he could hear it once more. But then he remembered that there was a reason for this call. “So. What happened, exactly?”

You talked for hours, about your ex-boyfriend, about your home towns, about music, about everything. You could have kept talking for longer, but your eyes were drooping and your head was growing heavy. Eventually, a yawn slipped from your lips, alerting Michael to your situation.

“(Y/n), what time is it there?” The worried undertone in his voice made you smile.

“… About one in the morning.”

“What? You have stuff that you have to do in a few hours! Go to bed.”

You shook you head, even though he couldn’t see you. “I don’t want to. I like talking to you.”

“I love it too, but you have to sleep. I’ll call you again soon.”

You yawned again. “Promise?”

He chuckled. “I promise. Goodnight (y/n).”

“'Night, Michael.”

~ one month ago ~

“(Y/n)?” He was laying in his bunk, whispering so he didn’t wake the others. “Do you believe in love?”

You thought for a moment before answering. “Sure, I guess. I believe in true love and soulmates and stuff. But I also believe that it takes effort, and that each person has more than one possible soul mate. I believe in love, but not the fairy tale kind.”

“What about long distance relationships?” He bit his lip. “Do you think two people in different countries could ever work out?”

“I don’t know.” You replied truthfully. “I think, eventually, one of them would have to move out where the other one lived. You can’t keep up the long distance thing forever, you know?”

“Yeah.” His voice was soft. “Yeah, I know.”

On two opposite sides of the world, two hearts ached in the wake of your words, connected by a phone call and a mutual bond that neither was ready to admit.

~ present day ~

They were in your hometown today. It was all he could think about. When he woke up way too early, he knew he was watching the same sunrise as you. When he got lunch at McDonald’s with Calum, he wondered if you had ever eaten in that restaurant. Any of these neighborhoods could be where you lived, any of the stores could be your favorite shop. There was magic in the air, though he was fairly sure it was just the idea of being close enough to see what you had seen and touch the things you had touched.

You would be in the crowd tonight. It was all he could think about. You had purchased the tickets late, but luckily it was a General Admission venue, so you still had a chance at getting close to the stage. He had decided that tonight was the night. He had to tell you.

You had talked about it on the phone the previous night, discussing every detail of the day. He knew you were planning to get to the venue early, hoping to get a good seat. He smirked at the thought of you wanting to be as close as possible to his band as they performed.

You arrived at the venue several hours before the show, joining the already forming line outside the venue. You felt a bit uncomfortable when you noticed a lot of these girls wearing much less clothing than you. You had heard rumors about groupies, although you personally didn’t believe any of it. These girls obviously did, and they were on the prowl. You hung back away from them, wishing for the dozenth time that day that you had brought a friend.

You felt someone’s hand tap your shoulder. You turned, only to shrink away slightly when you saw one of the huge security guards towering over you. “Ugh, Miss (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)?”

“Y-yes?” Your eyes widened, frantically wondering what you had done wrong.

The guard gave you a kind smile. “I have an all access pass for you, ma'am. I’m supposed to bring you inside so you don’t have to wait out here. Follow me, please.”

How did you get a free pass? You wondered if you had won a contest or something. You followed the guy inside, as he lead you through the backstage area before finally stopping. He handed you the plastic pass. “If you’ll wait here, someone will be with you in just a moment.”

You stood awkwardly in the cluttered area, toying with the pass. Eventually, you pulled out your phone. You had a text from Michael: 'Hey :) Having fun at the concert venue?’

You typed a quick reply. 'idek I got here early and some security guy handed me a backstage pass and now I’m in the backstage area but no one is here?? like what’

The reply was almost instant. 'Do you think you’ll meet the bands?’

You shrugged as you typed, 'I have no clue. It’d be cool if I did but rn I’m just v confused’

Once again, he replied immediately. 'You look really cute, (y/n)’

You frowned. 'you can’t see me dear’

To your surprise, your phone started ringing. He was calling you. You answered and brought the device to your ear. “Mikey?”

“Yeah I can, (y/n).” His voice was breathless. “Turn around.”

You slowly turned around, phone still clutched to your ear. A guy stood a few feet behind you, also on the phone. His hair was bright red, his eyebrow pierced, his lips spreading into a huge grin. He was staring at you like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. When he spoke, his voice was echoed through your phone. “Hey. It’s me.”

“Michael Clifford.” You eyed him suspiciously, placing your free hand on your hip. “No freaking way.”

“Way.” He corrected, stepping cautiously towards you. “Very much way. Look.” He showed you his phone, where there were hundreds of text messages from you. “It’s me, (y/n). Are you mad?” His green eyes scanned you face apprehensively, searching for rejection.

“No.” You smirked, hanging up and putting your phone away. “I’m really glad you’re not a fourteen year old loser or a sixty year old pedophile.”

“So is it okay if I hug you?” He was hopeful but suddenly shy. He’d waited so long, and here you were. Real. Right in front of him. And so much more gorgeous in person, although he previously wouldn’t have believed it possible.

Instead of responding, you threw yourself into his arms, literally jumping on him and wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He stumbled back, wrapping his own arms around you so tightly, as if he was afraid of letting go. You buried your face in his chest, sighing happily. “You could have just told me it was your band, buttface.”

He laughed, kissing the top of your head. “I wanted to be sure you liked me for me. And then I was just scared. I thought you’d be mad that I lied to you.”

“I’m not mad.” You whispered, lifting your head to look at him. “Best surprise ever.”

He smiled, his breath once again taken away by how close you were, finally. “You’re beautiful, (y/n).”

“You’re not bad yourself, Mr. Clifford.” You giggled. “This is the best day ever.”

He laughed. “Does that mean you’re never going to get down?” He indicated the fact that he was still holding you, your limbs wrapped around him.

“Nope.” You shook your head playfully. “You have to perform on stage like this.”

His lips met your cheek before you even saw it coming, instantly bringing a warm blush to your cheeks. His mouth lingered by your ear, whispering gently. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hold you like this.”

“Almost as long as I’ve wanted you to.” You whispered back, kissing the tip of his nose.

He grinned, gently setting you down and lacing his hand with yours. “Come to lunch with me?”

You nodded. “Of course. Our first real-life date.”

He nodded squeezing your hand. “First of many, I hope.”

Under The Same Stars

a/n: I felt it was time to write somethign based around the conceptions of gemini and aquarius whoops look what happened also i anticipate this is gonna be longer than i expectedso im spltting this into chapters whoop whoop oops goodbue im so nervous i hope this doesnt flop

summary: daniel howell, a science-lover with a passion for his telescope, finds more interest in what the paper universes encapsulated in hardbacks and sewn spines can offer over whatever form of social interaction is occurring behind the neighbouring dormitory door. spending every waking moment in his life between the maze of bookshelves in the library while he’s not studying the sky of celestial matter above him, it’s no surprise he soon stumbles across philip; a black-haired unanswered question with a passion for astronomy’s less-logical cousin, astrology. can daniel give philip enough of a chance to open up to the possibility common ground can be found in even the most unlikely of situations? 






the study of the movements and relative positions of celestial bodies interpreted as having an influence on human affairs and the natural world.


horoscopy, stargazing;

Not to be confused with Astronomy, the scientific study of celestial objects.

The Gemini gives the crumpled page a smirk that’s almost sympathetic, flicking a dust-filled cobweb off the corner of the paper. It’s beyond him how anyone could possibly possess enough capacity to confuse the two; it’s similar to confusing two polar opposite concepts such as Science and Religion, in his eyes.

Okay, he gets it; they both start with ‘Astro’, and they’re both star-centred. Big deal.

Should that be an excuse for accidentally slipping the likings of supernovae explosions, gamma ray bursts and the interstellar medium into the same category as having your fate supposedly decided depending on what month your mother happened to give birth to you? Supposing he was born on June 21st instead of the 20th, narrowly falling into the Cancer category instead of the Gemini. Why would a matter of a day, hours even, determine whether or not he’s caring or flirtatious, a social butterfly or introverted, even how much stress or love he’ll apparently be experiencing this month?

No Zodiac sign could possibly determine a hopeless romantic such as himself even the slimmest, most microscopic chance for love. From experiences both provided by reality and fantasy, he’d sat through enough weddings nibbling at that annoying hangnail he’s had for weeks, and through badly-written medieval fairytales read out by a teacher for the duration of his Primary school years (he even had enough sense back then to be disgusted by the concept of love; nice going, nine-year-old Daniel) to learn that love only has reservations for the Royal, the lucky, the romantic, and, most of all, the willing.

The Gemini’s hardly a damsel in distress. Nor is he 'lucky’; if there’s something that disgusts him as much as astrology, it’s fucking superstition. He probably has the same romantic ability as that of a goldfish, and, well, as far as willing goes; if he admitted he’d rather saw his own leg off than sit through The Notebook again, it would be an understatement.

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anonymous asked:

what are your favourite quotes/positive mantras? i am in recovery from anorexia and really struggling so i thought i should make like a inspiration board, i bought a cork board and white board so im going to put loads of quotes and photos that inspire me! what are your fav quotes? love you ally x

That’s so fantastic that you’re fighting this illness. I have full faith in you and I know you can overcome it. I love you too, pal :)

I am a HUGE fan of positive quotes and mantras!! With inspiration boards!!! Also collages!! Plus scrapbooks!! And mood posters!!! Such fun. In fact, at the front of my quote-book reads:

Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Here are some of my other favourites:

  • “Comparison is the thief of joy.” - Franklin Roosevelt
  • “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are” – Anais Nin
  • “Happy people don’t have the best in life. Perhaps they are just good in making the best of everything that life brings along their way.”
  • “And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may, in fact, be the first steps of a journey” – Lemony Snicket
  • “For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you have never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope that you have the strength to start all over again.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald
  • “In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity” – Albert Einstein
  • “Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy” – Anne Frank
  • “Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement” -  Helen Keller
  • “Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, when only one remembers to turn on the light” – Albus Dumbledore
  • “You will not be punished for your anger. You will be punished by your anger”. – Buddha
  • When you’re sad, you’re not really sad. You are merely oblivious to the good things in your life. There is always a crack of light in the darkness. Find it.” — Dianna Agron
  • “‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her. I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’ ‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’ What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate! I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.” - J.K. Rowling 

  • “If your self-esteem really does depend on how you look, you’re always going to be insecure. There’s no way you can get around it. Even if you get the perfect body, you’re going to age. At some point, you have to take control, shift the focus, and decide that who you are, what you can contribute to the world, what you do and say, is so much more important than how you look.” - Portia de Rossi

  • “You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view – until you climb into his skin and walk around in  it”  - Harper Lee

  • “The planet does not need more ‘successful’ people. But it does desperately need more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers, and lovers of every shape and form. It needs people who live well in their places. It needs people of moral courage willing to join the fight to make the world habitable and humane. And these needs have little to do with success as our culture has defined it.” — David Orr

  • “Let the power of self love be so strong that we need not worry about the opinions of others”

  • “If this world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it” – Lucy Larcom

  • “Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.” – David Levithan

  • “Happiness does not depend on what you have or who you are, it solely relies on what you think”. - Buddha

  • and my all-time favourite:

  • Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.” — Dalai Lama XIV

The NMTD Fan Game #1
Name: Jake 



Country you are currently situated in:

New Zealand

Photo of yourself:

(filming one of the Bath of Emotion vlogs) 

Favorite NMTD episode:

Hmmmmmmmm well my proper favourite still hasn’t come out yet either (it’s got a while to go yet, but trust me it’s worth the wait), but having said that Bea’s facials in The Limits of Technology and the Art of Self-Representation in a Modern World are hilariously brilliant.

Favorite NMTD character:

I want to say Ben because I basically am him, but i’m going to go with Bea, because in all honesty she really is just amazing, how could you not like her?? I wish I’d known someone like her in high school. 

Favorite Shakespeare Play:

Much Ado About Nothing

Favorite web series (outside of NMTD):

KitR (i don’t really like romantic stuff normally but this is seriously adorable)

Any other information you want to tell us about:

Fun fact: Although I use my natural english accent for Ben, I’m actually Scottish! I have never lived in England and my parents have Scottish accents, and yet I sound extremely English - nobody really knows why. Sadly though, to live in Scotland and have an English accent is a cardinal sin, and when my clan chieftain found out he took my kilt and bagpipes away and exiled me to New Zealand (geographically speaking the furthest away from Scotland you can possibly get). Jokes on him though, New Zealand is actually the most amazing country in the world and you should all come visit!

Also like everyone else i am so wonderfully, ecstatically grateful for all the love and attention the series has been getting, literally my entire day is spent scrolling through the tag grinning happily and watching gifs of my own face. It’s probably not healthy but I don’t care I love it.

How did you find out about Nothing Much to Do?

A fb post on the page for the acting workshop that I coincidentally met Harriett and Sally at! I thought it would a be a cool thing to do, but didn’t think I had a chance, so I was extremely happy when I found out that they wanted me for Ben. 

Favorite band/song/what you’re listening to right now?

Currently listening/singing along to Take a Walk by Passion Pit and getting nmtd feels (i used to catch a lift to filming with Harriett every day and we’d have sing alongs in the car, and this one was always my fav).

What are you wearing?

A robe, a monacle and a fez, whilst stroking a cat. Prove that I’m not.

Favorite food?

Oh god no i love food more than life. Actually wait i forgot halloumi is the best food in existence.

Favorite chat-up line?

If you were an enzyme, you’d be DNA helicase cos you can unzip my genes any time - i’ve never actually used a pickup line, but this one was scrawled in the margin of my year 13 bio textbook.

What’s your worst fear?

Probably either socialising in large groups, or deep water. Or sports.

Favorite TV show?

(cracks knuckles) ok well Doctor Who obviously, Game of Thrones, Scrubs, Community, 30 Rock, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Firefly, Broadchurch, Castle, Sherlock, Supernatural and Last Week Tonight with John Oliver are the ones i can think of at the moment, but I’m running out of things to watch, so let me know if you have any good ones!

Favorite quote (bonus: favorite quote from NMTD so far)?

“In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.” - Douglas Adams (Also there are a million Terry Pratchett quotes but i couldn’t pick one).

NMTD: Hnnggg well i mean Ben has some cracking lines in there (i think anywhoozles made a post about them?), but Bea’s "He’s not hot *smirks*… I don- I don’t like Benedick” takes the cake for me.

What place would you like to visit?

I’ve always really wanted to see Canada, but at the same time Northern Europe sounds really cool also. Anywhere with snow really.

What instrument do you play?

I play the triangle brilliantly.

What is the last book you read?

The Strain by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan

Do you eat mangoes with or without the skin?

I actually don’t like mangoes very much (so that scene was probably the hardest acting i had to do in the show).

Would you rather fight a hundred duck-sized horses or one horse-sized duck?

I stand by my (I mean Ben’s) statements - you could tame a horse sized duck and ride it around the place majestically (although not quite as majestically as a flamingo..)

Would you rather be blind or deaf?

Deaf, because I really love reading.

A magician tells you that you can be granted the power of invisibility, but you will never again be able to drink tea.  Do you accept the power?

Get out.

The Candle Wasters have mentioned that the flamingo thing was something that started at Jake and Harriett’s audition (although it may not have been an argument at the time).  What is your headcanon backstory for the flamingo argument?

I’m going to take a leaf out of the Sherlock creator’s book and give you guys three hints: Sergei the foreign exchange student. Floyd. Scrabble. Enjoy ;)

anonymous asked:

Wait! Aren't those pics from 2014? The beach pic was Taylor on vacation with her parents and we know Taylor spent the Christmas holidays with her family that year. Wrapping fan presents were a few weeks before Christmas. Birthday pic was in 2014. So come again? We're in 2016.

WOW! You really must love my blog because you seem to keep coming back, anon lol. Yes, the pics are from 2014, I never said they weren’t. My point with the Christmas polaroid was that Karlie was there for the entire Swiftmas project, which was very important to Taylor and the fans. Not to mention that Karlie most likely filmed multiple parts of the actual video. You can actually hear Karlie’s laugh at 1:46. I think you already knew all of this, but I just wanted to remind you of how domestic Kaylor is.

ANYWAYS! Now for the beach picture. Oh boy do I have some news to share with you, anon! You say that Taylor was with her parents? That is incorrect and I have some very good proof to back it up. Here’s an article that you might fancy reading: http://www.vogue.co.uk/news/2015/06/29/taylor-swift-interview-photographs-november-2014-issue

I’m assuming you have time to read it because you are always on my blog 😊

But if you really need me to make this more simple, here is a direct and important quote that I think you should read:

 “…and so it was, on a muggy afternoon in New York, as the city began to empty for the long Memorial Day weekend, that I sat in Bubby’s - a homemade-pie-specialising dining institution, defending the American table and stealing recipes from Grandma - in Tribeca, and waited….And how she had just been away with Karlie Kloss and what a “completely awesome” human being she is, and how she wanted the chopped chicken salad (’without the tomatoes’).”

This took place a few days prior to Memorial Day weekend. The picture that Taylor posted (https://twitter.com/taylorswift13/status/458408117731344384) was posted on April 21, 2014. During this time she had about a three month break from the RED tour before she had to go on the Asia leg of the tour, which began on May 30, 2014. (RED Tour schedule here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Tour) That being said, Taylor took a vacation (somewhere tropical obviously) for 2-4 weeks to enjoy her mini break off of the tour with Karlie. 

The cool thing about the article is that it came from Vogue, and the cool thing about Vogue is that they are always Kaylor af. Surely you know about the whole Kaylor photoshoot, but I am more than happy to link both the article and the video for you! 😊

Not to mention that Taylor has at least one of the pictures from the photoshoot framed and on a shelf in her LA home, but let’s not get too ahead of ourselves here! 

This is also the very same Vogue that did Taylor’s most recent shoot. In the interview she indirectly spoke highly of her relationship. Taylor contradicted everything that tayvin is just by calling it “low-key.’ Her statement was loud and klear, she is happy with Karlie.

ALSO, the birthday was a pretty big deal for this reason: http://taytaysbeard.tumblr.com/post/142663678159/the-reason-karlie-isnt-in-the-swimsuit-photos-for

I don’t even need to explain that further. That right there is #goals. 

ONE LAST THING. You seem to keep making the point that all of these events happened in 2014 and now it is 2016. I just wanted to go ahead and give you a round of virtual applause now for being able to keep up with what year it is! Good job! Anyways, all of this stopped because of Kissgate. The debate as to whether they actually kissed that night or not is still in question, but it’s irreverent at this point. The reason why Kissgate is such a big deal is because Taylor almost outed her relationship with Karlie, which she was not ready to do what so ever. Now, many Tayvins like to blame the lack of public Kaylor appearances on the Kaylors themselves. Don’t even get me started with that bullshit because a small fandom does not have that much power over celebrities. Taylor and Karlie are very much in the closet (pretty sure they’ve found Narnia by now)  and their relationship is truly the epitome of low-key.

That’s all I am going to say for now. I just wanted to thank this anon for giving me the opportunity to be able to explain all of this, it’s always a treat! Also huge thanks to @taytaysbeard for the wonderful links and also thank you to @kaylornation for the Kissgate tag. Toodaloo!

anonymous asked:

Hey maria that episode was so cuuuuuute especially juvia I love her so much im so happy that we finally got our episode so how did u find it im actually screaming what about u btw its sara hope u really happy as im

Hi again, Sara! ^^

I’m glad you liked the ep! I guess I’ll use this opportunity to give my review of it since I haven’t done so yet.

Episode 220 Thoughts

Well, first of all, I’m actually a bit surprised that they censored the shower scene to that extent. I knew they wouldn’t show Juvia’s body, because that was too much, and I’m glad they had her Gray sponge/washcloth look JUST LIKE the one they offered FT fans when the special came out in the manga lol! So, there were definitely japanese fans watching who probably went “I have that!” lol! But, what I’m surprised about is that they cut Juvia’s comment about Gray knowing every nook and cranny of her body “even that place.” Especially since they add things like “poke me with your cue stick too, Gray-sama.” 

Mind you, I’m not bothered by it at all. In fact, I actually prefer the anime opening to the manga version, because I had wished Mashima never went there in the first place. ^^; So, I found the anime cuter and more appropriate. And it was funny seeing her wash her boobs with Gray’s face, knowing what was coming up in the manga later, so they still were a little naughty lol!

Anyway, I also found it funny that Juvia waved goodbye to the Gray plushies in her room as she exited. ^^; And I enjoyed how they extended the part about Juvia trying to decide what to make Gray as a present. My favorite part of her convo with Erza, Wendy, and Carla in the beginning was her explaining the “413 anniversary” and how yesterday was 412, and tomorrow will be 414 haha.

In the sidebar of the manga version it did say she is happy everyday because she gets to be by Gray’s side, and I think they expanded on that thought with this, and I just think it’s so sweet and so funny. So, she’s cheerful because she’s with Gray, and her life is literally so different from what it was before she met him. So, she treasures every day because she’s focused on those positive things that fill her life now, and which she attributes to meeting Gray. ^^

Again, I liked how they had her go to different people for advice, and especially that they even added in some ElfEver, because we truly do not see enough of them at all in the upcoming Tartarus arc, so it deserved some focus here. I also liked that Juvia didn’t really care for anyone’s suggestion, but she did contemplate Gajeel’s. BrOTPs for life haha. ^-^

I also thought all of Juvia’s fantasies were hilarious (of course they all ended in getting married). One of the Japanese fans mentioned that it was “Nakamura abuse” because they made Yuukyan do so many different versions of Gray, with a different kind of voice lol! And good on the people who spotted Frosch in nearly every wedding fantasy! Clannad references continue for the Gruvia lols! Plus, it’s like Juvia now considers Frosch a special friend who needs to be at their wedding awww. ^^

And on to Juvia trying to bake something for Gray. As I said in another post, I think the anime takes the exact opposite approach to Juvia’s baking skills than the manga does, because they like to inject more humor, and they wanted to fill some time. So, I didn’t mind that they made her look inept, since it did serve the storyline, and it led to her finally deciding on a scarf instead,

As for Juvia’s shipping fantasies, I was a little bummed with them not portraying the Gajeel and Levy kiss like the manga did, but at the same time, I do understand why they might have edited it that way, in preparation for the real thing. 

I did find it interesting that they had Gray NOT be at the guild after all, but to actually be at home. So, now we know Gray does have a house, and that Juvia knows where he lives. I wish we could have seen it. I also really liked how they had Juvia run into Lyon first, so unlike the manga he did not just pop up out of nowhere. It filled in a blank for us that the manga didn’t really address. And it showed Lyon looking out for both Gray and Juvia, which just makes me love him even more. ^^

I REALLY LOVED how they did the Juvia trying to give Gray the scarf scene. It was perfect, except for whoever thought it was a funny idea to quote Frozen. ^^; Other than that, Juvia popping around with the scarf, hugging onto Gray, and Gray’s reactions were all spot on. 

And the crying/BrOTP scene between Erza and Juvia was so beautiful! That was probably one of the best parts animation-wise, and so well done. And then we see the parallels as Gray and Juvia both walk through town in the snow, and we get the flashback to Ur, lil’ Lyon and lil’ Gray, and how Ur wrapped the scarf around them, triggering Gray to “run” (or whatever he was doing in that wonky bit of animation lmao) back for the scarf. Juvia is Gray’s new warmth, and she managed to get him thinking about a positive memory rather than lingering in grief. 

I like how they added the detail of his knuckles being red because he was digging through the snow. And then that gorgeously animated face of his with his tsun blush as he wears the scarf!!! And we hear him saying the “warm” line ohoho. And of course he walks by smiling and Erza totally sees him and gives her knowing smile. ^-^

But the END was my absolute FAVORITE PART! The apologies with Gray’s blushy blushy face was so cute, and then Juvia shoving the body pillow into his face so it looked like she was boobing him again was HILARIOUS, as she tells him it’s for their 414th anniversary now. ^-^ And we see Gray’s blushyness as they push the pillow at each other, and then Juvia says happily that she’ll keep on trying! My heart! Because, again, we know where these two end up at the end of the Tartraus arc, so it gave me many feelings lol!

So, yeah, sometimes the animation was wonky, but for the most part, I loved what the animation team added, the important bits were animated beautifully, and the scarf moment, plus the ending was just glorious. Love, love, love!!!

Also, Juvia was trending on twitter for the entire episode last night, and even after it ended she was still trending. From what I saw, people overall loved this ep. I think a fellow mangaka even commented to Mashima about how much he liked the ep. and said how cute Juvia was lol! ^^ 

So yeah, I’m so happy with the animated version of 413 Days. ^-^

anonymous asked:

I'm so confused about s6, how do you know so much? I literally don't know anything besides de the fact that dyl is injured and shooting was affected. What makes you think Scott won't know who he is? and love stydia but how do you know it will happen? im not judging I'm excited but confused bc I don't know anything about this upcoming season

It’s okay, I guess I just focus way too much on TW and keep track of all the news like the nerd I am :) There’s lots of stuff that’s gotten released– both purposefully and accidentally– that’s given us a bunch of insight into the season. 

So, we know that the theme of the season is memory because Jeff said that at the end of the season, right? He also said that this season is a ghost story. When you combine that with the costumes seen on set, the mythology discussed, and some other spoilers released, you get the wild hunt. We’re pretty certain they’re using these myths. It is said that the wild hunt can come take someone’s soul while they’re asleep and force that person to join their hunt. Luckily, Stiles’ soul is tied to Lydia’s. Also, Will Wallace, a TW writer who has been reasonably active on twitter, said that emotional tethers played a significant part of the season. How much we can trust him, I can’t say, but I don’t know if it’s a coincidence that Jeff has said that Lydia’s plot is tied heavily to Stiles’ storyline, even though he’s not going to be in the season. 

Click here to see a really well thought out meta about why the wild hunt is thought to be apart of this season (which I’m pretty sure was written way before we got those costumes and the BTS footage of the show filming on a huge field full of people in said costumes on horseback). In this meta, there’s also discussion of a “ghost rider” who was listed on a call sheet for the show that got posted on instagram by someone who works on the show. 

Also, an actress who was cast to play one of the “marked” teenagers on the show this season (it’s a long story, basically, our prediction is that the ghost rider is going around marking people who knew too much about the supernatural, and the 2.0 pack is going to be 100% concentrated on saving those teens and stopping that from happening) leaked a page of a script on snap chat. Basically, the script as a scene between Lydia and the Sheriff. Lydia says “You can’t just erase a person.” The Sheriff starts telling a story about how he stumbled over a bat in the middle of the night and found himself angrily yelling out a name. “Stiles,” Lydia says. The scene changes. (Script here.) 

We believe that the wild hunt, as Faeries, are going to be acting as a supernatural “clean up crew” this season and removing Stiles from the narrative because he, a human, knows too much about the supernatural community and this is a danger. But Lydia can still remember him– either because she’s a banshee or because she’s his emotional tether. This is supported by Holland saying that this season is really heavy on Stydia shippers and the shippers will love it. 

And as for whether or not Stydia is happening this season, Jeff Davis has basically not stopped talking about this in all of the post 5b interviews. He talks about how Lydia’s plot line surrounds Stiles. That Lydia has some pack-related baggage that will be addressed in 6x01. He has been speaking about how Stiles has to decide where his heart lies (almost direct wording), as in, whether he wants to be with Lydia or Malia. Jeff also said, and I quote, “How awkward is this going to be.” (If he’s just dating Malia again, or if Lydia didn’t have feelings for Stiles, it wouldn’t be awkward.) Will Wallace also confirmed that Stiles was going to be with either Lydia or Malia romantically in 6a.

Jeff Davis also teased a “big” moment between Stiles and Lydia. The last time he teased a big moment was the Eichen rescue. Jeff sucks, and sometimes he twists his words, but he literally says “Something big happens between Stiles and Lydia” in the season premier. I think we can trust in that spoiler. My prediction is that they’re either going to kiss or agree to go on a date or talk about their feelings or multiple of the above. And then, the next day, just as Lydia finally is about to be happy… wham bam. Stiles is gone. 

There’s footage of Lydia running out to Stiles’ jeep in a panic, but Dylan isn’t on set, and then she just kinda stares at it as Tyler and Shelley catch up. I’m thinking either they forget him and Lydia’s confused because she remembers him, or she senses that something is wrong but can’t put her finger on it, and then, given the sheriff/Lydia script, we can see that she’s the first one who remembers Stiles. 

I think I covered all of your questions!

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