i was so obsessed with this one back in the day~

hi loves! i have been away for ages (sorry!) - so here is a very overdue life update: 

  • i couldn’t be happier to have the boy back in the states! we are all settled into our new apartment - we’ve been cooking loads, sitting outside at night on our little balcony, reading by the fire…
  • i’m still ballet-obsessed. i’m thinking of starting to blog more about my classes, workouts, etc. on here - maybe some pictures&videos, so i can look back and see my progress one day! 
  • today i had two classes and my legs are in bits. i am actually going to be in a performance in april - we are doing a degas ballet and i have actual rehearsals beginning next week (who would have thought at the age of 24, i’d be in a ballet - but hey, why not??) 
  • work is really hectic. i still haven’t been seeing the results i’d like and its been frustrating. i’m honestly feeling burnt out with it at the moment, but i plan on just plugging away at it and hoping that things will start to look up soon. 
  • the boy and i are home for the weekend to spend time with my family and so i am drinking a glass of wine with my mom, with my dog at my feet, while it rains outside :) 
  • on thursday this week, we are going to charleston, south carolina for my cousin’s wedding! i’ve never been and heard its charming - so i’m pumped about that 

that’s about it for now. hope everyone is doing well x

ok but consider: cheerleader Neil Josten


- so we all know neil’s mom said he couldn’t play exy

- you know what the next best thing to playing exy is

- obsessively watching exy and cheering for it

- his mom didn’t really mind (well, he did at first, but neil somehow convinced her it wasn’t terrible) as long as he didn’t get attached to a squad and shit

- boy picked up so much skill from local cheer gyms everywhere

- he trained sO HARD (like half because if he was better they put him closer to the game so he had a better view)

- his tumbling passes were legendary. with his speed he could do the craziest shit like so many back handsprings. a back tuck. crazy twists and everything.

- even though he’s a guy he’s still soooo short

- at one point his coach decided to make him a f l y e r - like this little 5"3 muscular ass boy getting tossed like 20 feet in the air by these peppy girls in short skirts - just imagine

- he kept going until sometime before his mom died, when he realized he might have put a bit too much effort into the sport. people don’t see boy flyers and pass it off, and one of his teams almost made it big. almost- neil’s mom made him mess up their last routine and they left shortly after crippling the squad’s chances at nationals

- neil never really cheered again after his mom died, but he sometimes watched the vixens’ routines, mentally noting their strengths and weaknesses and what they could do with them, but he never said anything because he only knew katelyn and… it’s katelyn

- no one knows about his cheer days. not even andrew. uNTIL

- one day neil is out running and hey look up ahead near the exy stadium it’s the vixens holding practice

- he’s totally just gonna go right by them because exy but then he hears some shouting

- as he gets closer he sees some guys trying to talk to the vixens. from the look of their body language and the girls’ tense stances, it’s not going well

- neil gets closer and hears some very rude and derogatory things being said

- he promptly tells them to fuck off, may have added a threat or two. the guys bail.

- the vixens tell him they had it covered but thanks anyway, and one is like “hey, you wanna have a real practice today?” like totally joking

- neil’s brain is like fuck it

-  “yeah sure can you guys fly me in a basket double twist”

- who are you and what have you done with our starting striker

- neil just basically joins their practice

- katelyn’s reaction was priceless

- not as priceless as andrew’s expression when he sees his boyfriend being thrown into the air by a bunch of cheerleaders on the way to practice

 Exams = Doom ∙ 2201217 

Happy New Year! I just realised that I didn’t even post anything during the new years I apologize;;; Truth be told I’ve been busy with studying for exams and generally moving back to the UK sooo please just let me go for once (there’s also horrible lighting in my room and that’s where I spend most of my time) keke.. I have one more exam left and soon I’ll be travelling with my friends to Dublin for a few days before coming back for the second semester, I already miss Hong Kong (I had tons of food and got to meet all my friends again!!) so I thought I’d jump on the bandwagon of travelling to take my mind off of being homesick and stressed;;

An entry of my bullet journal that I absolutely loved this month, can you guess my latest obsession? oops~

🎶 I Don’t Know - Seventeen


so the things you are obsessed with:

  • Peter betrayed Lily and James
  • Peter killed Cedric
  • He was a Marauder but he hurt them all in one way or another.

that part is lined because I’m not sure if you are aware??

All canon, I won’t argue but please explain to me how you delete Peter Pettigrew from existence when you hate him based on canonical evidence???


Please explain to me, how James hated Peter before he died? Please do this, so I get your perspective.


So what I get from this is you don’t trust James Potter now? You don’t trust the husband of Lily Evans? Are you sure about that? I don’t think so.

Can I be brutally honest with you?

  • James Potter loved Peter
  • Sirius Black loved Peter
  • Remus Lupin loved Peter

and you know what? Peter loved them back until he was defeated by the fear that consumed him and he found his life more important than theirs. Remus wouldn’t have done it, Sirius wouldn’t have done it, James wouldn’t have done it but Peter was never as strong as them. He is complex and that’s what makes the Marauders so perfect, because none of them are.

Let’s see what we miss when you delete Peter from the narrative:

  • The silent boy who everyone thought didn’t belong with the Marauders
  • but he did
  • the one proof that shows James wasn’t an arrogant asshole to the people he cared about until he got his head out of his ass around the fifth year
  • the rat that helped them get into the Shrieking Shack when Remus had his transformations?? OH MY GOD HE ACTUALLY HELPED THEM??

Just riddle me this…

Why does the Marauders’ Map has four names on it when you insist on making fanfic and fan art for three? 

Explain that to me and we are good but if you fail, I won’t stop ranting about this.

Thank you and goodnight.

I think it's pretty canon now
  • ***During Jaehee's route***
  • MC: I feel bad for Jaehee.
  • Zen: That's because Jumin is a jerk.
  • MC: He really shouldn't---
  • Zen: He's always making her overwork, like last year when he did that meerkat thing even though they were so busy?
  • MC: I didn't know---
  • Zen: Jumin has lots of projects that are non-profit and are all for de-stressing and giving something back to the community, and he takes them as seriously as he does the rest of his business.
  • MC: Ah, that's---
  • Zen: I seriously can't understand how Jumin manages to create more work, and it's not that he doesn't do anything, because he works just as much as everyone else, or possibly more, he's a workaholic and never gets enough rest!
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Jumin, that jerk -_-
  • MC: I see you're close to Jaehee.
  • Zen: Hm? No, we don't speak much. She might talk to you since you're a girl.
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Omg, look at the time! I gotta go. Byyye!
  • ***Zen leaves the conversation***
  • MC: ...;;;

Modern Day Greek Gods

The restless boy in the back of class, furiously writing something down or sketching on every clean piece of paper. The boy who never goes anywhere without at least one earbud in, who buys a new album every week and obsesses over it. The tired boy who sets his alarm for five a.m. just so that he can watch the sunrise, though he rarely leaves the comfort of his bed until much later. The boy you see playing a guitar one week, a flute the next week, a lap harp the next. The boy who always has something interesting to talk about, gesturing wildly about this new medicine being developed, an idea for a story that “I swear literally just came into my head,” demonstrating the chorus for a song he’s writing. The boy who has so much creativity that he never gets anything finished, but it’s alright because he enjoys the process more than the product.

Martin Margiela

“A studio condo 15 minutes’ walk from work, 88,000 yen a month, with separate bath and toilet. The place is so immaculate, it’s hard to believe he’s been living here for six years. An instructor at Bunka Fashion College, they call him “maestro Margiela.” He’s been into the Martin Margiela scene from seven years back. Originally his soul belonged to Comme des Garcons, then one day a department store manager got to talking with him and he changed over just like that. “The Margiela philosophy and concept of clothes was just so perfect.” Now just look at him: the only clothes he keeps here are Margiela, “because it’d be improper to put anything else together in the same closet. I’d even wear Margiela underwear, if there were any!” Each season he siphons his entire salary, some 2 million yen into his high-end habit. No normal obsession, he stretches forward when eating so as not to dirty his precious clothes, and scrubs the cuffs and collar with soap when he gets home. He never washes patterns and whites together in the same laundry load – his white shirts are absolutely spotless – so say he’s got a weekend engagement, he’ll spend an hour working out the order of washes counting backwards from what he’s got coordinated for tomorrow. No drying outside either, because smog will stick to the clothes; he uses a hanger rack to dry everything indoors, each item in a specific order. And when spring comes, he stores away his knitwear in special airtight vacuum bags. A perfectionist in all things, does his Margiela-style fussiness extend to his living quarters? Well, he’d rather eat out than infuse his clothes with daily life smells, and only keeps eyedrops in the refrigerator. He’s never once lit the stove or run the water in the kitchen, keeping only a precision stack of room-tempered process soy milk packs. No wastebasket even. When he gets thirsty, he rushes to the nearby shop and drinks on the spot, taking the trash out at the same time to discard at the store. No men allowed to piss in the john standing up, lest they cause a mess. This is a man after Margiela’s heart (not to mention his landlord’s).“

quick tip - how to stop thinking about it

ok, so I have a new strategy for dealing with obsessive/unhealthy thoughts - If I find myself thinking about a topic I know I need to drop, I quickly take a step back and force myself to name 3 things I can see, 3 I can hear, and 3 I can touch/feel. That little bit of mindfulness gets me out of my head and saves me from getting down a path that is only going to get me upset. 

Now, I don’t normally recommend just flat out avoiding thoughts as a coping strategy, but it does have it’s place. I use this for things I’ve already unpacked, already addressed with CBT/DBT strategies. Trains of thought I’m returning to over and over and over again for no good reason. I came up with this strategy after realizing that thinking about this one thing that bothers me but that I have ZERO control over multiple times every day was not healthy, and that my normal ways of challenging thoughts weren’t cutting it. I have to say, I feel much better not constantly getting worked up over something I cannot change. 

  • listen jeremy is a huge fucking meme and no one can convince me otherwise
  • all the trojans are
  • they probably have gasolina and all star playing on repeat during their practices
  • alvarez dabs at everything 
  • (jeremy backs her up by dancing like a white dad at a barbeque in the background)
  • laila’s obsessed w the ‘hoe dont do it’ meme, and its usually directed at alvarez
  • jeremy will run into his teammates dorms and blast never gonna give you up on full blast
  • they have shrek marathons
  • every time they watch the foxes play and neil scores a goal jeremy leans over to his teammates and whispers
  • “gotta go fast”
  • it takes jean forever to understand and then one day theyre playing the foxes or something over at palmetto and he sees bee
  • and he leans over to alvarez and just
  • “according to all known laws of aviation…”
  • alvarez is so proud of this boy
  • listen the trojans are the official meme team of ncaa exy dont fight me on this

I just had an idea for an AU: What if Lena wasn’t adopted and the Luthor family was from Krypton as well.. I don’t really know much about the kryptonian society but what if the Luthor’s were not really well off and when they realized that their planet might die they became criminals, got themselves a spaceship and got the hell out of there.. on earth they can use their knowledge of advanced technologies to build LuthorCorp and make it a success.. and when Superman starts flying around they are first indifferent towards him until Lex starts with his obsession, tries to kill Superman and gets thrown in jail for it.. so the Luthors start their plan for revenge by sending Lena to National City where she’s supposed to start a friendship with Supergirl and then help them kill her to get back at Superman.. but Lena starts to fall in love not only with Kara but also with Supergirl so one day she accidently lets slip to Supergirl that she’s from Krypton as well.. they have a long talk about their home planet (lena was only a baby back then) and Kara tells her about how it was living there.. Lena then says something about her family not exactly having a great time there and explains that Krypton wasn’t a good place for everyone, that not all had a privileged life there and that the Luthor’s had a really huge dislike for the government on Krypton.. Lena then tells her about her family’s plan and that she’s sorry that she went along with it for so long.. Kara forgives her and confesses that she’s actually Kara Danvers.. they start spending even more time together, trading stories using krypton’s language.. they kiss one day and Kara starts thinking that Lena might be the person she wants to take as a mate.. Lena helps Kara bring down her parents although she feels really really bad about it, they’re still her parents after all.. but it’s okay because after all she has Kara now and they’re going to be married in a few months <3


so!!!!!!!! ive been working on this gigantic 34 x 31 acrylic piece for about 5 days and im finally done with it! im really proud of how this came out and im sufficiently obsessed with it so im gonna allow myself one pat on the back! its my first actual acrylic piece that ive done since high school (aka ~6 years) so im like so stoked to play around with some new stuff and improve my painting skills 

Honestly, I don’t think I’ll ever get over The Raven Cycle. 

It’s one of those series that I keep coming back to. I mean, it’s been almost two years. That’s probably the longest I’ve ever been obsessed with anything. 

And it’s everything I want in a series. It has love without being a romance, and it has wanderlust and religion and just enough creepiness to make me want to look over my shoulder. And the detail. My goodness the detail. I find something new every time.

The characters are so relatable. Gansey is the introvert that everyone thinks is an extrovert and it kills him just a little and Blue just wants to leave home without leaving behind the things that make it home and Adam wants to be independent and equal and Noah just wants to be alive and Ronan doesn’t know what he wants.

It’s just so good. I can’t really explain it. But I’ll think about it for the rest of my days.


I think, even though he’s still gruff and shotgun obsessed and all the things we’ve come to know and love from Sarge, he’s one of the most developed characters this season. Sure, Tucker, Wash, Locus, Carolina, they’ve all had their limelight and most of the past seasons have been about their development, but Sarge’s has been more subtle. We’ve talked about how he’s more open with the blues. His “Good day to die” shtick is now not only for guts and glory, but to protect not only the reds, but the blues, the Freelancers, the rebels and everyone on Chorus. He’s gone from a warmonger to a protector. Not only that, but in The End we see him do something so incredibly singular and telling. When Grif talks back to him, he laughs. They’ve engaged in banter. They’re united. There is no fight. No insult. A laugh. And then they stand side by side. Of course, this says something about Grif too, but I think Sarge has come farther. Much more than we give him credit for at least. He doesn’t complain that a blue had gotten the Meta suit. He doesn’t say a thing about it. Sarge has grown so much over the Chorus trilogy and that, more than anything else in this last episode, took my breath away. 

Fic Rec Days - Published in 2012 and 2013.

So considering I’ve got saved over 500 fan fics dated back from 2012 to now. This list was extremely difficult so I decided to just do 2 lists. One from 2012 and the other from 2013. This was when I was beyond obsessed with Everlark that my husband was seriously worried about me LOL. 

All these stories I LOVE to go back and revisit - some I remember reading when I was going through difficult times and they brought me comfort and others just spoke to me and put a big smile on my face. So thank you. And I’m sorry that I wont know everyone’s tumblr’s so I can tag you.

2012 (in no particular order)

Worse Games to Play By Belmione

The Long Walk Home By Peski0piksi

A Blessing In Disguise By cd291104

Everything Grows By Everlark Pearl

I Don’t Want To Forget By books-are-better @books-are-better

A Slow Burning Fire By books-are-better @books-are-better 

Legend By HGRomance @andshewaits

Not In Our Favor By Twilightcakes @twilightcakes

Different Worlds By ILoVeRynMar @thegirlonpeetamellark

Speed Date Everlark Pearl

The Darkness Behind You By Streetlightlove @streetlightlove1

2013 (in no particular order)

Windfall By Court81981

Crash My Party By Court81981

When The Red X Is On The Door By Madam Beth @madambeth 

Performance Anxiety By Nmoreblack

In Name Only By Izzy Samson

Go Easy On Me By Amelia Day @awhiskeyriver

No Surprises By Nmoreblack

Swing By Atetheredmind @muttpeeta

Open Book By Abagail Snow

Gravity By NmoreBlack

Flesh And Bone By BaronessMeggie @krousewrites

Back To You

An anon requested a one-shot based on the song This Town by Niall Horan. I hope this is what you were looking for. I listened to the song so many times. Now, I’m slightly obsessed. :)

word count: 4,206
I didn’t mean to make it so long, I’m sorry.

Lucas was on the subway on his way to the clinic to start his first official day as a veterinarian. He’s dreamt of this day for as long as he can remember, and it’s finally here. The nerves start to settle in his stomach, and he shifts nervously in his seat. Lucas looks around the crowded subway car, and he gets a familiar feeling that he can’t quite put his finger on; the same one he felt yesterday.

He looks around again, and he realizes that he’s sitting in the same subway car him and Riley met; including the same seat where she first fell into his lap. He has avoided this subway car for a while, but this morning he was running late and not thinking.

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What If

Someone asked for a present day fic and I live to please. This ends on a major cliffhanger, but I have no intention of adding more to it. I like the way it ends. :)

I was also inspired by “What Ifs” by Kane Brown (my latest country music obsession). That part comes toward the end of the fic. 


Sharna woke up with a start. Her heart was beating fast and she didn’t immediately know why. Then the dream she just had came crashing down on her.

It was him. They were together again. Or rather they were still together back then. It was hard to believe it had only been a couple weeks since it had all come to end. Or perhaps that it had already been two weeks. The time she had spent without him seemed to span decades, yet the memories were so sharp and intense.

Though she blamed herself for that. If she could only stop thinking about him, maybe she would stop having these dreams. It happened nearly every night. They were random and uneventful, but he was always there and she woke up each morning missing him even more.

She wasn’t very good at hiding it either. She felt as though the emptiness he left inside her was like a weight, pulling her down. She could feel it deep inside her. And it wasn’t fair. Life and her feelings and him not being there. It wasn’t fair. She knew it was the way it had to be. She knew that everything worked out the way it was supposed to, but just once she hoped that maybe it could all be different. Every time she realized it wasn’t, the weight felt heavier. And everyone saw it. They could all tell, but they didn’t say anything to her about it. She did catch the others glancing at her and whispering to each other during their tour rehearsals when they thought she wasn’t looking. Then they would give her a sympathetic smile, but Sharna would turn away and pretend not to notice.

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sheerpoetry7  asked:

Ah, what are all of the Foxes specialties? (If they have them.) And does Neil have one, even though he's only half witch? (I'm totally obsessed with this au!)

As of right now, Neil doesn’t have a specialty. Neil may be half witch, but Hatford blood is stronger than Wesninski and the Hatfords don’t have any sort of specialties that witches have.

Most of the other Foxes have specialties though!

  • Allison specializes in Creation–while she can’t make something out of nothing, she can put things together and change similar materials into each other, whether she’s building a gun or changing simple fabrics into dresses. Creation can also give off an illusion of a material, changing the shape of it but not actually making it. It’s good for putting things back together as well. The weakness to Creation is that it makes casting more destructive spells difficult, and potions meant to inhibit people in any way are hard to make too.
  • Kevin specializes in Words–he’s adapt at learning spells, especially spells involving mental strength and translations. Translating spells come easy for him and he more easily absorbs complicated information. He can cast more advanced spells than what he would usually need to learn. The downside to Words is that he is pretty useless with potions and his thought process is a lot more complex than normal witches, making it hard to understand him sometimes.
  • Andrew specializes in the Mind–memory spells, mind control, telepathy. The types of spells that allow him to enter minds and the types of potions that influence mental processes are his strengths. That’s all pretty self-explanatory. Weaknesses: he’s a little loose when it comes to physical spells. His mental strength is impeccable, thus why he’s able to endure the pills and his trauma, but while his physical strength is amazing, he somewhat lacks the the natural instinct to hold back, and it took him a long time to reach the level of strength he has now. Additionally, specialty in the Mind is a slightly terrifying specialty because nobody wants to have their mind dug into, which makes some people a little more terrified in him.
  • Aaron specializes in Heat–not just fire spells and warm potions, but also taking away heat. As easy as it is to set things aflame and cause explosions, he can just as easily absorb flames and take someone’s body heat until they turn to ice. However, taking away heat is much harder and requires much more physical exertion, as well as more complicated spellwork. His body can be overheated if he takes in too much heat at once, so he either needs to release it or he needs to only take in small amounts of heat at a time. There is, of course, the obvious weakness to cold and water, too.
  • Renee specializes in Destruction–spells she casts tend to go a bit overboard. As loathe as she is to have this specialty, she has impeccable control with it. She can cause large explosions, small catastrophes–or she can cause something to disappear without a sound. Like specialties in the Mind, people are a little terrified of Destruction, too. Not only is this one weakness, but also spells and potions that form things and heal are practically impossible for her to get a hang of. She is capable of them and is much better than other Destruction witches, but they most likely won’t ever reach their full capacity.
  • Dan specializes in Strength–physical strength, mental strength, just strength. She’s able to endure most things that come at her and she can lift and throw things beyond normal human capacity. Offensive spells pack a much more powerful punch that aren’t destructive in the way that the Destruction specialty causes. It’s why she’s such a great leader. Unfortunately, too much strength gives her too much power in everything she does. She has to hold back a lot and defensive spells are significantly weaker. Potions are tough to brew, too, but not impossible.
  • Matt specializes in Healing–he’s a soothing presence that can ease the mind. While Abby’s Healing specialty focuses on the body, his focuses on the mind. In most cases, people are naturally relaxed around him. Mind healing means that things focusing on dreams and positive emotions come easily to him. His offensive spells are weak and most destructive kinds of potions never turn out quite right. Unlike Andrew, whose specialty gives him reign over most things to do with the Mind, nightmares, mind control, or anything of the like are impossible for him to ever control, which is a blessing for him.
  • Seth and Nicky do not have specialties. This lack is a reason for some of what has happened in their lives. Seth feels the need to prove himself, which shows in his attitude, but his control is pretty bad and that just makes him angrier. Nicky’s parents are purists who condemned him for not having a specialty. In an attempt to make up for it, he became good at making potions. In the end, it meant little.
  • Wymack has no specialty either, and that is one of the reasons why he is so open to those who need a second chance and a home.
Silver (Hoop) Lining

Hello! Hope you are having a fantastic day! Here I bring you the new phanfic I talked to you about. I did a ‘‘5 times… but 1′‘ kind of fic because it seemed appropiate for this prompt. Hope you enjoy it!

prompt: Imagine Person A poking/touching Person B’s earring.

summary: Dan has got a new earring. A single silver hoop on his left ear. Why is Phil so obsessed with the little earring?

word count: 2.6k

no trigger warnings


It happened as soon as Dan entered the flat. He went to get some props for his next video, and apparently he ended up buying a single hoop silver earring for his left ear. He had actually mentioned it before in one of his liveshows, and today he saw the opportunity and did it. It looked sofisticated and even though it was barely noticeable he really liked it.

“Phil, I’m back!” he shouted, his roomate running down the stairs to him to help him pick up the bags he was carrying.

“Hey Dan, let me hel…” Phil stopped mid sentence when he noticed the new silver earring that Dan had on his left ear. “You have a new earring.”

“Yeah, I actually wanted to get one fo these a long time ago but I didn’t know if it will look good…” Dan explained, handing Phil one of the bags who was looking at him still with a surprised expression.

“It looks good on you. It suits you” Phil commented, lifting his free hand to poke it, mesmerized by how good his best friend looked with that earring, it really suited him.

“AH PHIL! It hurts!” Dan screamed, letting one of the bags fall down onto the floor to cover his ear.

“Sorry Dan!” Phil instantly apologized, retracting his hand to his side, feeling a bit guilty now he noticed Dan’s ear was getting red.

“Since it’s new it hurts, my earlobe still needs to get used to it…” his voice lower, now rubbing his hand on his ear to shoot down the pain a bit.

“Okay, I promise I won’t poke it again…” Phil said, grabbing the bag Dan had thrown onto the floor and turing to climb up the stairs, his best friend following him.

“Don’t promise something you know you can’t keep” Dan chuckled, knowing Phil he would try to do it again tomorrow if he was honest.


Actually, Phil didn’t try to poke it tomorrow, or the day after… It was a week later when it happened.

Dan had fallen asleep editing his new video, his folded arms and half of his torso supporting his head, which was almost hidden by the big black headphones Dan wore everytime he was editing.

“Dan, dinner is ready if you want…” Phil knocked and opened the door, not even waiting for a response when he spotted his friend, alseep uncomfortably on his desk.

Phil was debating himself. Should he wake up Dan so he could have dinner or let him sleep? If he was honest, this week had been a bit of madness for the two of them and a bit of rest couldn’t do him wrong.

So, letting the first option win, he grabbed a blanket and drapped it around Dan’s shoulders so he wouldn’t get cold. Then, he saved the file of the video, in case Dan had forgot.

He was about to get out of the room when he noticed Dan still had his headphones on. Sleeping with headphones was horrible, and more if you were in such as an uncomfortable position as Dan was now. So he took some steps back and carefully lifted the headphones off Dan’s head, freeing his now red ears form that hell.

Dan moved his head, trying to find the most comfortable position now that he didn’t have any restraints around it, so he rested his right ear on his right forearm, letting his left ear free, the shiny hoop earring  making its’ appearance.

“Oh” Phil whispered, spotting it and seeing how red his ear was. It was probably hurting him… Decided, Phil crouched down a bit and rubbed his thumb and index finger around his earlobe, feeling the thing hoop earring around his fingers, noticing now how his ear was turing into a more pinkish color rather than red.

He started wandering off, looking at his adorably snuggled up friend, now his fingers softly caressing Dan’s left ear, when he felt a shiver go through Dan’s body, startling him and deciding that he better leave now before he woke up the sleeping boy.

By the time Phil left, he had to reheat his dinner.


The third time it happened it had been an unconscious moment.

They were playing another “Best Friend Quiz” on the gaming channel when Dan threw the question. “At what age did I get my ears pierced?”

Phil looked at him, “I’m sure you haven’t mentioned that to me ever! I mean, you had your ears pierced the first time I met you but…” as the black haired was saying this, his hand unconsciosly lifted towards the damned thin earring, tapping it lightly with his fingers before caressing it a little.

“Give me three opitions, please!” Phil practically begged, not really wanting to fail this quiz.

“Okay, I will give you three options if you stop touching my earring! I told you, you are the worst at keeping promises!” Dan laughed, playfully swating Phil’s hand off his ear.

“Oh,” Phil seemed surprised at this. He hadn’t been aware of what he was doing. The way the earring looked in Dan’s ear was just so… And also it made Dan look so… Sexy. Inviting. Desirable.

“Sorry Dan” Phil laughed it off, his cheeks a bit red, hiding his hands behind his back so Dan would take the hint that he wouldn’t do it again. “Okay, now you can give me those three options!”

By the end of the video Dan had managed to post a tweet into his best friend’s account that had Phil blushing for a few hours. Something mentioning ‘Dan’s earring’ and 'wrong holes’.


The fourth time it had been funny. Okay, maybe only funny for Phil.

They were getting ready to go to one of his friend’s birthday and Phil was already dressed up and was just putting on his socks when he heard a piercing scream followed by a “PHIL!”.

The black haired jumped out of his bed and hurried to his best friend bedroom, only to see him with his left arm awkwardly hanging in the air, his left ear glued to his shoulder, his neck awkwardly bent, comically waving his left hand that was hid by his black jumper’s sleeve.

“What on earth…” Phil muttered before letting a loud laugh after seeing dan in such a comical sitution.

“Stop laughing and help me! My jumper got stuck on my earring and I cannot separate them” Dan scolded his friend, not really wanting to move much due to the pain it was causing him.  

“I really want to take a picture to use as blackmail for the cereal thing,” Phil said stepping closer to Dan, who was currently about to shout at his friend when he countinued, “but I think your pain is not worth it.”

Phil, with his soft and slim fingers managed to separate the item of clothing from his earring, caressing his earlobe a bit trying to get the redness out of it. “There you go”, he whispered before letting his hand fall to his side.

“Oh thank god! That was painful as hell!” Dan moaned, moving his neck and left arm so he could get the blood flowing again even though his ear ached a bit it was definitely bearable compared to what he went through. “Thanks Phil” Dan said, a smile showing on his face.

“You are welcome,” Phil responded, his thumb and index finger missing the cold feeling of the earring between them. “Now go, put on your shoes or we are going to be late.”

“Yes Mr. Lester” Dan jokingly responded, making a soldier move before Phil playfully pushed him on his shoulder before turning around with a smile and heading back to his bedroom.

Phil was disappointed when the silver keyring in the pocket of his trousers didn’t give him the same feeling.


Okay, the fifth time you can blame it on the alcohol.

They didn’t know how they got to this but after that birthday dinner they had decided to go to a nearby club, where they were invited to have free shots since it was their friend’s birthday which could explain why they were both now passionately making out in one of the couches that were located at the back of the club.

Phil was straddling Dan, who had one of his hands under Phil’s shirt and the other holding him from the hair, trying to kiss him even deeper.

When air was needed Phil didn’t miss a beat when he grabbed Dan by his nape tilting his head a bit, so he could kiss and nip his neck, which made Dan melt into the couch and close his eyes in pleasure as he was so sensitive.

Suddenly Phil started trailing kisses up his neck till he reached Dan’s pierced left ear where he bit softly his earlobe (not really wanting to cause him any pain) while shooting the “pain” with his tongue, making the silver earring move, causing a small friction that made Dan moan.

“I didn’t know you had sensitive ears” Phil whispered to him repeating the action and earning another moan from Dan.

“I didn’t know you had a thing for earrings” Dan mocked him, even though his tone was clearly not appropiate for a jocking sentence.  

Phil stopped for two seconds before answering, “It’s not for earrings, it’s just for brown haired boys who wear hoop silver earrings that make them look sexy.” Phil took the earring between his teeth and tugged it, a stinging sensation passing through Dan’s body making him shiver.

Dan grabbed Phil’s head making him stop his actions so he could look him in the eyes. “Why don’t we go back and continue this on the bedr…” but Dan’s sentence was cut by a drunk girl stumbbling onto them (not even saying sorry before going back to her friends), making Phil fall to the other side of the couch next to Dan, one of his legs across Dan’s lap, startling them both from the passionate moment they were having.

“You okay?” Dan asked Phil, sobering up a bit. Phil, on the other hand, had a worried expression on his face, his eyes not daring to look at Dan’s. Before that girl made them separate Phil was almost about to agree to  have sex with Dan and that coudln’t happen. At least not when they were both drunk and he knew Dan probably didn’t want nothing more that sex. Phil loved Dan and for him it wouldn’t be just sex. He couldn’t just have sex with him.

“Sorry Dan, I shouldn’t have kissed you, just… I need to think. See you at home if you still want to come back. I’m sorry.” Phil rapidly said, his words tumbling from his mouth while standing up and heading towards the exit of the club.

Dan, still a bit disorientated from the alcochol and what just happened, saw how Phil was just exiting the club. He tried to stop him before he left but he couldn’t make it on time. Once he was out he saw the taxi Phil was in turn the curb down the road.

Dan groaned in frustration but now that he thought about it they were both drunk and Dan wasn’t really sure if he wanted just sex with Phil. He offered to go home because Phil seemed to want him, but Dan knew it wouldn’t have been just sex for him and that frustrated him even more.

Needless to say they both didn’t sleep well that night.


The sixth time changed it all.

After their 'make out almost leading to drunk sex’ moment, all their encounters were being awkward. They stopped watching anime together, they started to cook individually, they also couldn’t manage to film any gaming videos anymore.

One morning after Phil showered he noticed Dan’s hoop earring was on the sink, probably forgotten after taking it out before showering. So, he changed into fresh clothes and picked the small hoop, knocking on Dan’s bedroom door before opening it “Dan?”

“Yes?” Dan said, standing up from his desk and walking up to Phil, surprised to see him there.

“You forgot your earring on the sink” Phil murmured, extending his hand to show him the shiny object.

“Oh,” Dan looked at it and then back at Phil, who was also looking at it, a nostalgic look drawn on his face.

Dan had to admit he was also remembering what had happened in the club. They both messed up, and he missed his best friend, and even if Phil didn’t want anything more with him at least he could still be friends. He had to try and his plan was starting now.

“C'mon help me put it on” Dan picked up the earring and grabbed Phil’s hand leading him to his big bedroom mirror.

“Dan, I don’t know, I might hurt you” Phil said, unsure why Dan wanted his help to put on his earring but he didn’t ask, not sure about what the response would be.

“No, you won’t. I trust you. Here,” Dan handed Phil the earring, who took it delicately and looked at it a few times before putting a hand onto Dan’s left earlobe so he could see better. Once he had spotted the little hole he inserted the earring carefully, closing it around and letting his fingers caress it a bit like he had done a few times before.

“I’ve missed your hands touching my earring. I’ve missed you.”  Dan wishpered, circling his hand around Phil’s wrist and then laced their fingers, tugging him a bit closer.

“Dan, I’ve missed you too but after what happened in the club…” Phil sighed but Dan didn’t speak and let him continue, “I messed up our friendship by kissing you. I’m sorry.”

“ I know we were drunk but… What if I wanted you to kiss me? What if I don’t want us to be just friends?” Dan suddenly said, making Phil look at him surprisedly, not really expecting that reaction from the brown haired. “Maybe you just want to be friends only but I need you to know that after what happ..”

Phil cut him off by kissing him, his thin fingers now on his cheek, making Dan tilt his head a bit so they could kiss deeper, a moan escaping through their mouths almost at the same time.

“I guess there is not turning back now… Not after that kiss” Dan said after they separated. Phil shyly smiled at him, making Dan grab him by the collar of his jumper and bringing him closer (if possible) so he could kiss him again.

“I hope we don’t. Otherwhise, it will be difficult for me to see you and not be able to kiss you…” Phil dived in again, but this time aiming for Dan’s ear, rememebring how he had made him feel at the club.

“I’m starting to think you like my earring more than me…” Dan jocked but let Phil nip at his silver hoop, making the brown haired almost melt to the floor.

“Trust me, even if you had the ugliest of the earrings I would still want you, but this one makes you even look sexier…” Phil flirted, letting his mouth travel to Dan’s neck, sucking the sking a bit so he could leave a hickey.

Dan tugged him back to his lips by the collar again but this time only giving him a peck and smiling against his lips. “Then, I’m gonna wear it all the time so you find me sexy every time you look at me.”

“I don’t have anything against that.” Phil whispered, leading them both to the bed, where they ended up making out for hours.

A few weeks later both would end up in that same bed without any clothes, only a single silver hoop earring shining in the dark bedroom.