i spend two days on this

miraculance  asked:

Hey, happy birthday! :) How about a drabble based on that prompt that went around once, about lance's feelings being enhanced by some space flower and he spends a day or two mooning over keith with keith thinking it's just a temporary thing? I hope you had a great day!

i’ve never seen this prompt so it might not be exactly right but here you go! 

“He’s gonna be fine,” Pidge reassures Keith for the hundredth time, but Keith isn’t sure he believes her. “Stop asking if you’re not gonna believe me,” she adds, which makes him squint suspiciously at her. “I’m not reading your mind, you’re just obvious. So is the reason you’re asking me about this over and over.” 

“I’m just – Lance is a paladin, we need him to be functional to be a team,” Keith says, crossing his arms. He glances across the room where Coran is talking to Lance, still surprised when he meets Lance’s eyes despite the fact that Lance has been staring at him since they got back to the castle. Lance doesn’t blink, doesn’t even look embarrassed to be caught staring – he just grins brightly at Keith and waves a little. Keith flushes hot and then glares at Pidge when she laughs. “He’s not okay, Pidge, look at him.” 

“Looks normal to me,” Pidge mutters. Keith shoots her a look and she sighs. “It was just some weird space plant that messed with his neurotransmitters. It’s not dangerous, it’ll work through his system in a day or so. Coran isn’t worried, you shouldn’t be either.” 

But Keith does worry, especially when Lance sits close to him in the common area later and says, “Hey.” His voice is low, and it strokes down Keith’s spine like a fingertip. He shivers a little, but looks up at Lance despite himself. 

“Shouldn’t you be resting?” he asks.

“I’m fine,” Lance says dismissively. “I wanted to spend time with you.” He ducks his head and peers at Keith. “You know, you’ve got really pretty eyes.” 

“I – what?” Keith stammers, feeling his face heat up.

“You’re really cute,” Lance says, smiling. It’s not a smirk, not the way it usually is when Lance flirts with people. He looks like he’s saying something as if it were a well-known fact, a given. “You worrying about me is especially cute.” 

“I–” Keith says, at a loss for words. “I – this is just that plant thing talking–” 

“Plant thing? I was talking about you, Keith,” Lance says, brow furrowing. “Are you feeling okay?” He scoots closer and puts a hand against Keith’s forehead. Keith can feel his ears burning. “You’re warm,” Lance murmurs. 

“I’ve got to – I have to go now,” Keith says loudly. He stands up, and ignores the vaguely hurt pout Lance sends his way, and barricades himself in his room for the rest of the night. You have pretty eyes echoes over and over in his head throughout the rest of the night.

The next morning, Lance doesn’t show up to breakfast. After a while, Hunk begs for Keith to take him something to eat in case he started feeling ill. When Keith protests, saying someone else should go, Pidge says, “You were the one worrying about him.” 

So Keith knocks on Lance’s door with a bowl of good in one hand, and it stays closed for a disconcertingly long time, until eventually it whooshes open. Lance takes one look at him and turns scarlet. 

“Oh god,” he says, sounding terrified. 

“Um,” Keith says, because this is the exact opposite reaction he was expecting. 

“Oh my god,” Lance repeats. He covers his face with his hands and sighs. “Of course. Okay, yeah, might as well.” He takes the bowl of goo from Keith and sets it on a table near the door. He faces Keith again and looks him dead in the eye. “I’m sorry about last night.” 

Keith’s stomach sinks, any lingering hope that maybe it hadn’t been the plant dissipating immediately. “Right,” he says quietly. “Of course.” 

“It was really inappropriate,” Lance continues, looking pained. “We’re – you and I are partners, and friends, and that stupid plant just made me say things that I’ve been – I didn’t want you to find out like that, and I’m sorry–”

“Wait,” Keith says, frowning. “Find out – what do you mean?”

“That plant thing made me say whatever was on my mind,” Lance says. “Like, not a truth serum thing but just – my inhibitions were lowered. Didn’t – didn’t Pidge explain it to you?” 

“No,” Keith says, but he really had been paying more attention to Lance than Pidge, to be fair. 

“Oh my god,” Lance groans, running a hand through his hair. “I could have just – you didn’t know. But now you know. God, I look like such an idiot–” 

He looks so miserable that Keith can’t help but reach out, touching his arm gently. Lance goes completely still and looks at him, wide-eyed. “Uh,” Keith says, heart beating out of his chest. “It’s, um, cute. You – worrying. About me.” It’s not nearly as smooth as Lance had been, but Keith doesn’t have the advantage of being loose-lipped because of some weird space plant. 

Lance gapes at him, but only for a moment – after a second of comprehension, a smile starts at the corners of his mouth and curls in. He’s still flushed, but he looks more like the Lance Keith is used to. “Well,” Lance says, leaning against his door. “What else do I look cute doing?” 

“Ugh,” Keith says, but he’s grinning too. 

Adventure Challenge

Much like my Tiny Adventure Challenge (inspired by @tinyadventureclub), this challenge steals those ideas and adds more. If you’d like to take a look at the post I made about that challenge, click [here]. 

I only put twenty-eight challenges on this one because some might wear me out, so I figured I’d take two resting days. Here are my challenge ideas:

1. Plant something

2. Read for twenty minutes

3. Drink 32 oz of water

4. Make a quilt

5. Go hiking somewhere new

6. Give someone a gift

7. Go to a farmer’s market

8. Take dogs kayaking

9. Write a letter

10. Draw something new

11. Try a new recipe

12. Reorganize room

13. Talk to a stranger

14. Work on novel

15. Don’t spend any money

16. Walk three miles

17. Play a boardgame

18. Do photography

19. Meditate for thirty minutes

20. Picnic in a graveyard

21. Listen to new music

22. Do a puzzle

23. Donate blood

24. Finish a book

25. Watch a documentary

26. Hug five people

27. Take someone to lunch

28. Build a desk

Headcanon: Damian Wayne

At first, I only combined two of similar requests asking for a Damian headcanon and as I was queuing the post, I received another request that I think is similar. Since the last request did not tell me specifically if they wanted a headcanon or imagine, I decided to just combine these three requests together instead! Thank you for sending in your requests and hope you guys enjoy this! Again, updates are going to be slow because I am sick and I spend my day recuperating though I will try to get through the requests! Thank you for being patient! 


  • One of Damian’s redeeming qualities is that he is an excellent kisser. He has got years to practice – may have followed after his father’s footsteps of being a playboy but it’s mostly just for show. He really knows how to use his tongue too.
  • If Damian likes someone, he would try his very best to learn little details about the person he is interested in – their likes, dislikes, favourite food, favourite flowers – every single thing he can think of. He likes to be prepared so that if the person he likes is ever having a hard time or a hard day, he can drop by their place to cheer them up with their favourite things.
  • Might even be the type of person that may have to lock up his s/o in case of a very dangerous situation. All he can think about is keeping them safe – locking them up is not always a good idea but he does it anyways – because his first instinct will always be to protect his s/o and keep them safe until he can eliminate the threat. Damian will eliminate the threat.
  • Damian likes giving his partner back-hugs because he knows he can sneak up to them and startle them. He always showers his s/o with affection during the times where they are unprepared. Damian only ever shows affection when he is at home – never in public because he doesn’t want his s/o to be labelled as one of his flings because his s/o is probably more than a fling.
  • Damian is very creative when it comes to going on dates with his s/o. He doesn’t like doing the same thing as everyone else because it just doesn’t appeal to him so Damian tries to think about dates where the both of them can have fun and be themselves without the prying eyes of the public and the gossipers. 
  • For a first date, Damian may even book an entire paintball place so the two of you can have some fun without other people.
  • We all know Damian has a soft spot for animals and this has not changed one bit. He may even decide to take up veterinary as a side thing because he’s smart enough to be able to go through school. 
  • Damian just loves being around animals and almost every single time he would want to save a stray animal and nurse them before releasing them back to a safer place – or brings them over to shelters.
  • Damian is really good at guessing his s/o’s emotions – reading people is another redeeming quality that he has. He knows you like the back of his hand. He knows that when you are nervous, you always play with the ends of your hair or when you are tense, you are most likely angry. 
  • Though the same cannot be said for Damian. Often than not, you might have to convince Damian to talk about his feelings instead of bottling them all up.
  • One thing about Damian is that he loves to cuddle when in private. He likes the feeling of you holding him too. He often pulls you in to his lap and wrap his arms around you, doesn’t even let you leave unless you want to go to the bathroom.
  • Not that you mind. Being in his embrace is really nice and comfortable too. But if you ever bring this up in front of his family, Damian will deny this a whole lot.
  • “I don’t know what you are talking about, beloved. I do not cuddle.”
  • Not that anyone in his family buys his excuse at all. They have come across Damian cuddling with you many a times whenever they are at the manor. Jason teases him all the time though. 
Closing my asks (briefly!!)

Hey guys! 

While Heaven Sent is on break the next two weeks, I am going to try and get a lot of writing done! 💪 I’ve found myself getting a bit easily distracted lately, so I’m going to be turning off asks for a bit to help me focus.

I have a bunch of unanswered ones, so I will be aiming to get to those, but then things will probably get a bit quiet around here. Just wanted to give people a heads up :’)

before-i--fall-in-love  asked:

Hey there!! I was wondering if I could get a written ship with BTS? I'm very cuddly, loving, motherly in nature. Really nice a friendly to everyone including strangers, good with kids (and animals!!), polite around adults. In my spare time I dance and work-out, as well as watching movie (horror, animation and romantic comedy movies) and cooking. I love cuddling and skinship in general. I really want to get married :D I spend a lot of time with my family. Thank you so much and have a nice day 💗

-Seokjin vibes-
I ship you with Seokie!

Originally posted by littlecandyqueen

Much like Seokjin, your both very friendly, lovable and well known as the mother friend.

He’d love to dance with you, he’d be like the student and you the teacher, as most times he’d be unintentionally tripping over his two left feet.

Aside from dancing, cooking would always bring a smile to his face!
I feel like Jin would also love to constantly hold hands, feeling your fingers intertwine with his would never fail to boost his already bubbly personality.

He’d especially love midnight cuddles although much to his irritation - you’d likely be interrupted by Taehyung and Kook, asking something rude for a dare or dancing.

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

They’d giggle like idiots, putting a smile on your face.
Seeing you happy would always brighten up Seokjin too, taking away his seriousness.

Originally posted by itsjinmin

DRAFTED | ONESHOTS(?)

DISCLAIMER: These are oneshots! Sort of. They’re unfinished ideas. Some have one chapter, some have more than five. They’re things that aren’t published on my Wattpad account, but I would gladly bring them to life if people would like! 


POPPY[Hartbig]: Grace Helbig was a teacher at a local high school, but loses her career as soon as she’s framed for a failed drug test. After spending the night in jail, she’s offered an interesting way out of her current situation. 

Prologue 

Chapter One 

Chapter Two 


NUMBER SIX[HALLOWEEN]: Hannah Hart walked past the same hospital every single day, but when she wakes up within it’s walls with six other people, they all have to work together to find the key. 

Prologue 


SUMMER SOCIETY[BEING REWRITTEN]: Hannah likes taking chances, that’s why spending the summer in a camp as a counselor is the perfect fit. But something is off about this place. 

Prologue 

Chapter One 

Chapter Two 

Chapter Three

Chapter Four 

Chapter Five 

Chapter Six  


VENDETTA[HARTBIG]: A cross over between the 100 and the Holy Trinity sends Grace and Hannah into a new world with new dangers.

Prologue 

001

002

003 


CROSSED[MACE]: Grace Helbig is a hitman of sorts, when her father gives her a few months to find something in a small town things get sticky. Grace goes undercover as a priest, trying to fool a whole southern town. 

001:Hit. 

002:Run


FORBIDDEN IN OZ[MACE]: After the princess of oz is sent over to the real world, her mother sends the best bounty hunter after her. The real world is very different than oz, though, sending both girls into a spiral.

Prologue   


NOVA[MACE]: A new type of drug was introduced in a small beach town when a mysterious strangers arrives. Grace knows that here are connections between the two, but she needs evidence first. 

Prologue 

One 

anonymous asked:

i'm the anon w/ the boyf who sent the mail w the lip balm n stuff lol but ANYWAYS i'm kinda bummed bc boyf is going somewhere for like two weeks and he won't have his phone at all and i'm sad because i can't talk to him or skype him at all but i also think this is a good thing bc then we won't grow tired of each other lol (if that makes sense)

(lip balm anon) but I’m also sad bc he won’t be here for our six month anniversary:((

oh nooo, two weeks is quite long ): I’m so sorry about that, but hopefully it will go by fast! I know it sucks that you can’t be together for your six month anniversary either, but I’m sure you can still find a way to spend the day “together” and make it special. I also don’t think you ever have to be worried about growing tired of each other even if he wasn’t going away because it seems like you two are very much in love <3

In the last few weeks, I’ve seen so many posts on my dash about The Mummy, and all I can think about is the first–and only–time I ever saw that movie.

Sixth grade: an important year for me. The year I started middle school and switched to a bell schedule. The year I read Harry Potter for the first time. The year I discovered the Internet and fandom.

As it turns out, history class that year covered World Civilizations. So, you know: Greek history. Chinese history. Mesopotamian history.

Egyptian history.

You can probably see where this is going.

We were going on a field trip.

Our class was divided into three teams, and each team would spend the first half of the day solely in that section of the museum. After lunch, we’d be given the freedom to explore the rest of the museum. 

As I’ve said before, I do not watch scary movies. I cannot handle scary movies. I can count on two hands the number of scary movies I have seen in my entire twenty-nine years, and you probably wouldn’t consider all of these to qualify as horror movies. Up until that point in my life, I still ‘conveniently left the room’ whenever that dog ghost appeared in Ghostbusters or whenever Night on Bald Mountain started on Fantasia (well, probably). (Also as a side note, Night on Bald Mountain is actually one of my favorite compositions; we played it in high school orchestra, and my conductor referred to it as the ‘boom crash,’ as in, “get out the boom crash!” when telling us to get out our sheet music.)

So.

The bus ride.

(Nothing good ever happens on a bus. Unless, maybe, you’re in the high school marching band, but I might contend that’s debatable.)

The museum must have been far enough away to warrant a movie. I can’t really remember if the movie finished by the time we got to the museum or if they had to pause it halfway through. I’m suspicious of the latter.

Yes. It was The Mummy.

And I was in the Egypt group.

Cue Arnold: “I’ve got a bad feeling about this!”

What I remember from that day is this: a dark crypt, scarab beetles scuttling beneath skin, the actual mummy I saw in the most dimly lit room of that museum, the way the eyes of that Ramses II statue seemed to regard me as I sketched it for my assignment, the story of the Curse of King Tut, that name Imhotep, a face looming of sand, and the soft, almost cloth-like feel of the wrinkled copy of the Sorting Hat song that I had brought with me to pass the time memorizing, now forgotten and crumbling to pieces in my worried hands.

I couldn’t tell you the plot of that movie, but it scared the shit out of eleven-year-old me. 

And now, thanks to you, tumblr, I discover this: the movie I have dreaded, that I recall with shivers and cringes, that I have avoided for the last sixteen years because of that Day in the Egypt Section of the Museum, is… funny?!

What. The. Ever. Living. Hell.

i’m at watson’s (sorta like a cvs but for health and beauty) at my granma’s hometown and they had it played blood sweat and tears japanese version😂😂👌🏻😍👏🏻☺️thing is, the area’s kinda rural here watson is prob the most posh-ish part of the area i almost screamed when jimin’s voice came out all of a sudden lmao

also eid mubarak everyone!!! It’s the second day here and it’s soo nice to spend sometime in the countryside after all those hectic days in the city, even if i miss the internetㅜㅜalso lemme just answer everyone’s asks here since i can’t access my inbox ahshdgdhdk

@anon the pins are still on sale i still have a few stocks left~^^

@anon eid is a big muslim celebration day, much like how christmas is for christians ^^ there are two kinds if eids, eidul ftri, and eidul adha. the one we’re celebrating now is eidul fitri, is kind of big cause it marks the end of our holy month of fasting <33 tis also the most celebrated by kids lol since this is when they’ll get lots of gifts from parents/adults in the form of money, like ‘ang pau’s ^^

@anon i have both version of ynwa wings album teal and pink, lemme know which ones you’d like, you can check the price at my go link byeoltan.tumblr.com/tagged/go and yess i will include lots of freebies as long as they’re under the estimated weight!! <33

@anon actually another person already asked me about this but yeong soo from 핸드폰 좀 꺼줄래 is from what i know is a hyung hoseok’s knows from way back, he’s a non-celebrity friend (?) i think. i don’t know anything else about himㅜㅜ also the title in english is ‘would you turn off your cellphone’ but the actual tranlation is ’(your) handphone.. can’t you um, turn (it) off?’ it’s in casual tone, in satoori~ ;DD

@anon vmin are the same age, albeit, jimin’s older by few months~^^ the reason why jimin always says that he raised tae behind his back is because between the two of them, jimin thinks he’s the mature one, the one who always looks after tae 😚😚 and that the phrase ‘raise someone behind my back’ is actually a common phrase in asia to say that you raise someone since they were little with lots of difficulty but also with great love nonetheless 💕

@anon i think i’ve mentioned before in past post that although jimin and jungkook are both from busan, jungkook seems to me, more like the busan guy than jimin simply because of his sang namja traits hee jimin is soft jungkook is soft too, but to an outsider, they could easily tell where jungkook is from, his way of speaking, also just how he acts overall ^^ and lemme tell you it used to be that ppl not fromseoul are thought of as lame, and you know, not cool, but then, you have simon d, cnblue’s yonghwa, actor kang ji sub, soo ae, just to name few, and now everyone in bangtan sans namjin, which btw, is also one of the reasons why korean non-fans are now tkaing A LOT of interest in our boys especially after billboard, is cos all of them are koreans, that uses a lot of korean terms/vocabs and catch phrases in their songs, and on top of that, their way of telling their story in songs are so so relatable, so comforting. singers often sang songs about lovers but bangtan would make it as though you were there with them when they’re in love, when you hear their songs its always something that you can imagine happening to yourself, and i’m so thankful that tgeir billboard win had opened a lot of eyes and ears of knetz and to have them praise bangtan after all this time, its just

I haven’t animated in so long??

shibolet3  asked:

Wait what con artist from 2014

I’d like to title this story “Swing And A Miss

Okay, so my high school had this program where seniors could leave school like a month and a half early and opt out of exams if they took on internships around the neighborhood, but not everyone wanted to/was eligible to do it. Back in like 2013, they had like 15 bored seniors stuck in the school, so the administration brought in this Professional Life Coach, left him in alone in a room with them for two hours to talk to them about like, self-esteem or some shit. All the kids were pulled out of their classes for this*, and later told the administration that they loved him, they really enjoyed the talk.

So, about a year later, we have a new principal. He’s supposed to set up an assembly for all the 11th and 12th graders, but he doesn’t know what to do. One of his coworkers mentions that there was a life coach that was a huge hit with the kids that didn’t do community study last year, so maybe he’d also be great for a larger audience. The principal basically thinks “okay, what the hell” and calls up and hires Jason C. Jean to come talk to the kids.

Now, it’s like, 10:30, maybe 11:00 in the morning, and two entire grades are getting shepherded to the main gymnasium, and no one wants to God damn be there. We ain’t got time for self esteem talks. We want to sleep. And this guy, watching us all drag our feet in and collapse into the bleachers was just like…offensively peppy. There’s a couple faculty members sitting behind him, the woman who suggested he be hired for this, the vice principals for the grades- but the principal himself kept getting calls so he was in and out the whole time.

Now, Mr. Jean was like…the chill “Just call me by my first name dude” history professor at college times 30. He was trying so fucking hard. I’m referring to him as ‘Mr. Jean’ in this story just to be disrespectful. So anyway, we all get in there, and he tells us right off the bat “You guys are totally allowed to be on your phones and laptops during this! I get it! It’s no problem, like really, I insist!” so while the faculty members are exchanging smiles that read ‘how do we kill that while respecting him’, all the kids are immediately pulling out their electronics and he’s starts his speech.

Now, again, I really wanna reiterate that he told us we could be on our phones- because when the news articles started coming out about this, I remember all these angry, annoying comments from old people like “Why the hell were the students on their phones in the first place! So disrespectful! These damn millennials and their social media!” like, they were completely ignoring the entire story and just focusing in on kids using the internet, and it Really Super Pissed Me Off, so. Again, we had permission for this (which also ended up being Mr. Jean’s fatal mistake).

So, he starts off this speech fairly normally, like ‘hi, I’m Jason, I’m a professional life coach and I wanna teach you kids about how to be The Best You!’ and like people were tuning him out and listening to varying degrees. Some kids (like myself) were kinda dozing off, and everyone was on twitter or facebook.

His approach to a self esteem speech seemed to be ‘let me tell you my entire life story for hours’ and like, at first I was like “I’m not really hearing this, I’m half dreaming right now” but the more I started making myself pay attention the more…bizarre and rambling his story got.

So like, for instance, he told us he drank a lot in high school. Like, a lot. But he didn’t use that as a ‘don’t drink or party too hard’ lesson, instead he was like “I was fourteen so I always called my parents to pick me up, and they weren’t mad because they knew it meant I could trust them. So remember, always tell your parents when you’re drinking!” and then it kinda got to a point where it sounded like he was encouraging partying and drinking and the like to the group of underage kids.

And then, he told us how he used to play baseball all the time when he was a kid, and at 16 reached a crossroads in his life where the Phillies wanted to draft him or he could go play football for Penn State. And he said he went with Penn State but later lost the scholarship for some reason and we’re like…really.

There was absolutely nothing coherent about anything he was saying- nothing that tied anything together, made a point, seemed like it had anything to do with an assembly on self esteem. He told us at one point he was making upwards of 7 million a year. He told us one time before college he was homeless. He told us he used to own a construction company and built his own branch of nightclubs himself, that he and his friend then ran. He told us he fought a shark and came out with no scars. He told us that he had less money now, because after surviving a work related accident- direct quote- “I fell almost 30 feet and I broke in half” - he decided to leave that industry and spend more time with his family.

So, yeah, I was pretty positive this was bullshit, but there were clearly kids in the room that were falling for it. But then he said something like…he and his friend got bored one day and started jarring up their own pasta sauce, and made a deal with wegmans or some store like that to start selling it, and now he has a pasta sauce empire. Like he spent 15 fucking minutes on this. The way he kept saying ‘pasta sauce’ was so annoying I was about to claw my ears out. But anyway, two girls in my grade wanted to find out what brand he was talking about, so they googled his name.

And then quietly gasped.

And then furiously started typing into their phones.

And remember- everyone, even though they were paying attention- was on twitter and facebook. All the sudden I see heads flying up and wide eyes and people whispering to each other. Mr. Jean doesn’t seem to notice the change and keeps rambling on, but I know something happened so I google him too and-

Okay so basically he’s 1) been arrested, 2) filed for bankruptcy like three times and 3) has been hailed as a ‘Swinger Guru’ by playboy.

EVERYONES SILENTLY FLIPPING OUT.

So by now, this is a fucking game- he still doesn’t notice anything wrong amongst the kids, so we’re all silently texting each other to fill each other in. Pulling up receipts. But still playing the part of politely intrigued audience members. The school faculty have no fucking idea what’s going on, until one of the students texts her mom, who happens to be the woman that convinced the principal to hire this guy. We see her check her phone, go wide-eyed, and she runs out of the fucking room presumably to either find the principal or hide in terror.

So Mr. Jean had been talking to random people intermittently throughout this speech, but we reach the ‘questions’ part of it. Everyone seems to silently agree that instead of just asking him anything outright, we should just see how good of a liar he was. So they’d be asking him stuff like ‘how much money did you make with ____ company’ and he’d give a ridiculously high number as people were sending each other reports of him filing for bankruptcy during that time. Or they asked him about his construction business which he said was great, and while he was talking about how great it was we were all reading his arrest report, from when a woman hired him to build her house, and he took her money and then like…just didn’t build anything. Wild. Someone asked him about his family and he’s extolling Christian virtues while we’re all on the website for his annual Swing Fest. People would ask him how he got certain jobs and he was making promises to hook kids up in interviews and shit. Everyone was loosing their God damn minds online and just barely holding it together in person. This man was so beyond full of shit- like, he was a God awful life coach but his dedication to lying was inspirational.

We eventually get to leave and everyone is yelling and cracking up and freaking out, all running to our classes to tell the teachers and the underclassmen everything, and the teachers are freaking out, alternating between horrified confusion and laughing hysterically. Before the school day even ended, someone had called a bunch of news stations. The principal was freaking out and denying he had anything to do with it, before calling some students to his office to see what exactly the kids had searched up on the guy…Because apparently teenagers can perform better background checks than school officials. It was all anyone could talk about for weeks.

A couple months after this, for my theater class’ showcase, I wrote and directed a skit called ‘Mason B. Mean’. It was a huge hit. The principal was in the audience. I’ve never seen a grown man look so dead inside. I made sure I was out of the room before he came up to congratulate the cast and everything. The next day, my theater teacher told me his only comment about the skit was a quiet, long-suffering “Why.” 😂😂

Annnnnnnnd that’s the time a Swinger Entrepreneur rambled on about pasta sauce and money in front of teenagers who knew how to use google for almost two hours.  

http://www.philly.com/philly/news/breaking/Montco_principal_apologizes_for_having_swinger_entrepreneur_speak_to_kids.html

Waiting

Draco was tired of waiting.

He came to the conclusion that waiting was the biggest waste one could do with his life.

And he had wasted a lot of his life already. Waiting.

He had waited for his father to acknowledge him, to show him he was proud of his son.

He had waited for his mother to stand up to his father, whenever he had talked her down, whenever he had treated her like less than his wife.

He had waited for his friends to come to his rescue when he had needed them most, to save him from himself.

And he had waited for the stupid prat to notice him. Really notice him. To look beyond the petty insults and his sneering.

For years Draco had been waiting.

He had waited in vain. But not anymore.

Draco was sick of waiting.

What had he even waited for? For him to come to the right conclusion, when Draco hid his true intentions so well? For him to realise what was really going on?

He probably would have to wait forever.

No. He would have to take matters into his own hands. And whyever should he not?

Yes, it was time to act.

Draco focused on the mop of black hair across the Great Hall.

He was sick of waiting.

He got up, marched over to the Gryffindor table and grabbed Potter by his robes. Without waiting for his reaction, Draco started dragging him out of his seat.

There was a yelp and shouts of protest, but Draco didn’t care.

He was so sick of waiting.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?” Potter shouted, shoving at Draco’s hands.

Draco ignored him and dragged him out of the Great Hall.

He could hear Weasley and Granger shout something at him. He heard footsteps behind him, indicating that several people were following him. Potter was still trying to get out of his grip.

Draco had wanted to find a more secluded place to do what he wanted to do next, but when the shouts behind him only got louder, he turned around and glared at them.

“You want to watch? FINE! I don’t even care anymore!”

He tightened his grip on Potter’s robes as he pulled him towards him forcefully.

Because he was so tired of waiting.

His mouth crashed with Potter’s and suddenly everything went silent.

Draco had thought it would be rougher, that Potter would try to fight him more. Apparently he was just shocked. He stiffened as Draco moved his lips against the other boy’s. He buried his hands in his hair like he had dreamed of so many times.

He had waited for this so long. This was it.

Or was it?

Draco suddenly noticed Potter moving and braced himself to be pushed away at any second. Instead, tentative fingers curled around his hips to pull him closer.

Draco was sure there were gasps and murmuring, but he didn’t hear any of it.

His whole mind, his whole body was so consumed by Potter. Potter, who was kissing him back.

Yes. This was what he had been waiting for all this time.

If only he had stopped waiting sooner.

my fellow sensates:

i just want to remind you to be calm and courteous when you speak with netflix personnel, be it by chat or by phone. it’s another person on the other line and it will only benefit our cause if we prove our maturity, determination, and intelligence. that said, when i called and made my displeasure known, i was thanked for having coherent points. this is important, as it makes it easier for the rep to discern a clear and digestible argument for the show’s potential continuation that they can pass on to the higher ups.

this is some of the stuff i brought up:

  1. netflix didn’t seem to care to advertise sense8. it didn’t even appear on a banner featuring netflix originals which was on their own website just a few days after season 2 was released
  2. if they’re going to judge it by the amount of views, then the timing of the release was poor. it’s finals and graduation season - people are busy. and judging it by that standard, in that timeframe is brutally unfair because it goes against netflix’s entire premise of watching when you please.
  3. making a decision when the second season hasn’t even been out for a full month makes even less sense when you consider that we waited for THREE MONTHS to hear about the season two renewal.
  4. the fanbase is incredibly loyal. we waited patiently for two years for a second season, so despite the production cost, people were paying for their service for that period with the primary justification being new sense8 content to come.
  5. the creators had planned the story out through at least five seasons. there was story left to be told, with an idea of where it would be headed. compare this to something like 13rw which was renewed, even though it’s already run through its source material. 
  6. fanbase age difference - sense8’s audience is probably a bit older than say 13rw’s. we have more spending power (as evidenced by holding subscriptions for two years as we waited for new content)
  7. finally, their reputation is on the line here. sense8’s diverse and progressive nature can only be a boon for netflix. this show is culturally and socially relevant. it made fans think highly of the company. thus the timing of the cancellation (first day of pride month) feels like a pointed slap in the face.

remember that netflix is still a company whose primary interest is money. i didn’t drive the point home too well, but you can and probably should add in an 8th point (how appropriate..) which focuses on money. maybe a personal statement about your own subscription would be good?

keep up the good fight, my friends. we’ll give them a war.

Our Little Secret-Part One

Summary: After a hunt and quite a few drinks the boys learn that you aren’t as ‘experienced’ in one department as they thought you were. Dean thinks he can rectify that

Series Masterlist

Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Square Filled/Kink: Oral Fixation for @spnkinkbingo

Word Count: 4700

Warnings: Smut, oral (male and female receiving), insecure reader, language

A/N: Thank you so much for reading. This is the first part of what I hope is a lengthy and smutty series. Any feedback is always appreciated. This is also for @emilywritesaboutdean and @wheresthekillswitch ‘s Do It Like TFW Challenge (The gif is near the bottom)

A thank you to my beta @ayeronda for betaing at an ungodly hour and being so wonderful.


It’s been a long ass day and an even longer hunt. You were more than happy to be sitting on Dean’s bed in the boys’ motel room, sipping on your second, or maybe it is the third beer. And that was just here, it wasn’t counting the four or five shots you had had down at the bar. So now you were here and Sam was riding Dean hard about his strikeout at the bar.

“Dude, you were never going home with her.”

“She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

You can’t help but chuckle, “What? Two whole minutes?”

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mood: Eliot advising Hardison to be more assertive in his relationship with Parker, realising he’s the one asserted over the whole evening, ending up secretly proud of it.

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Highs school au where band geek Lance asks jock Keith to prom. 

Keith cries a lot (and says yes of course). I kinda wanna draw them at prom now. 

ALSO this is for @seismusmaximus who was one of the lucky two to win an art request as part of my 3000 follower giveaway. They said they wanted high school/college au klance, very fluffy. I hope this suffices!

I’ve got a week and a bit left of prac, but I hope this proves I’m not dead.