i wonder what this is going to be

anonymous asked:

Liam seemed happy about the win but angry about something else. Everyone thought Niall traveled to London to go, Louis was supposed to go, there was more than one rumor putting them there, together... and Simon looked like he thought he was accepting it alone until Liam appeared and grabbed the mic. I wonder if Nouis had been planning on accepting but got stopped and Liam found out and went himself (without Simon knowing)

That’s kind of what I’m thinking. Liam did look irritated, didn’t he?  And he wasn’t dressed for it.

I don’t know, but I think some shit went down today and Liam, as the only one without direct ties to Syco or their minions, swept in like Batman to save the day from whatever blather Simon was going to spew at us and them.

God bless him!


Wherever you go, walk with your head held high. You’re not a waste of space. You’re not what’s “wrong” with our society. You’re not what they say you are. Don’t let other people’s negativity make you forget how wonderful you are. You are loved and I’m glad you’re here with me. 

Happy Big Girl Appreciation day, Queen! Let’s live to slay another day! XD

today i got to talk about kabby with jason rothenberg and i died, here’s the transcript of my death

CLAIRE: “My favorite characters on the show are Kane and Abby.  I’ve been loving watching their relationship evolve this season; I’m loving the romance, but also Kane evolving as a leader and Abby sort of coming back into her own as like the doctor hero is super exciting.  But one of the questions I’ve always kind of wondered – “

JASON: “She’s really into shocklashing.” [laughter] “I’m sure I’ll get in trouble for that.  It was a joke, Twitter, it was a joke!”

CLAIRE: (innocently) “I’m sure there’s fanfic about that.”  [hysterical laughter from Erin who knows I’m trash] “So, my question is, I’m wondering [about] how you guys have evolved their relationship, at what point did you decide, ‘oh, maybe it should go this romantic direction,’ did that sort of evolve out of Paige and Ian or was that on paper from the beginning?  … It’s such a beautifully, deftly built relationship from the pilot on, and I’m just so curious about what that process was.”

JASON: “That’s a really good question. Also a hard question.  I’m trying to remember at what point I said, ‘yeah, let’s pursue that romantic storyline.’  I mean from the beginning they were certainly polar opposites, represented as early as the pilot, I remember the scene where he says ‘If I have to take us down to a cosmic Adam and Eve to save the human race I will,’ and she says, ‘I’m going to do whatever I have to do to make sure we DESERVE to stay alive’ – I totally butchered those lines just there – but they were on the opposite sides, you know?  And obviously, obviously, Kane has evolved quite a lot, and learned the hard way I guess certain ramifications of being that hard-line in his early attitudes.  Being wrong about the earth’s survivability, after having advocated for the Culling, sort of changed him in ways that are still with him for sure.  And so, you know, I think it was a process. 

I think, like everything, you start making a show, and Ian Cusick is so good and Paige Turco is so good and they’re so good together, and a lot of it is because they’re adversarial, you know?  We see sparks between them because there’s conflict in those scenes.  They’re both intelligent and … they’re both arguing for their perspectives all the time, and eventually that chemistry bleeds into the writing …  And so the answer to your question is, I really can’t remember when I decided that, yeah, that should happen, but I mean, I see the same thing that you see … It makes total sense, by the way.  They’re both awesome, and they’re both passionate and compassionate, and I think she’s really taught him how to be a better man.  That’s what we all want out of our significant others.”

Claire: “What a good answer! I’m so happy.”

Erin: “Claire is just OVER THE MOON right now.”

Jason: “Good!  Good.  I love that relationship too. And you know what else, I have to say, they’re in their fifties, and it’s on The CW, and fucking A we’ve got one of the best romantic relationships on television over fifty, and I’m not sure that’s been done before. I’m about to turn fifty, so I’m here to tell you we still have feelings, even romantically.”

Claire: “That’s something I think is really important, both in terms of like varying the kinds of stories the show is telling, but also, you know, I think especially for women over a certain age, allowing them to be romantic and sexual and desired and continuing to own that power after they’ve aged out of being, like, starlets, I think is really important as a part of the representation question of how are women depicted on television.”

Jason: “When I first set out on my journey with this show, it was very important to me to tell stories with Jaha, Kane and Abby on the Ark.  That was the sort of ‘Upstairs Downstairs’ of Season 1 …  And we’ve definitely continued [the emphasis on adult characters] through, for sure.  They’re great actors, and they added a sort of legitimacy and credibility to the show, too … the show has a surprisingly old demographic.  It’s not just watched by kids … the actual demographic as reported by Nielsen is much older than you’d expect.  A lot of the people who watch the show are in their forties and fifties.”


Septiplier Paparazzi AU

So I’ve had this idea in my mind since I listened to Paparazzi by Lady Gaga after months and months of skipping it on my playlist.

 "I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me…“

So, Jack is an amateur photographer and Mark is a “not-so-famous” celebrity. Jack gets obsessed with Mark and, due to his wonderful shots, he presents himself to a magazine and gets some sort of “fame” on the platform. 
 An event shows up and various celebrities are invited, among them, Mark. Jack decides to go with the excuse to “just take pictures”, he dyes his hair green, puts on gages, wears his glasses and fixes his goddamn facial hair and shows up.

Or something like that… I don’t write fanfiction, but if someone does writes good fanfiction I’d like to see this well written. Believe me, I’ve tried, but I suck :P

 As you may know, my grammar is horrific. 

anonymous asked:

#5 was for the 137 winter writing prompts! It's just /begging/ to be nsfw

OK! I combined your prompt with a prompt I got from the beautiful @katherinebodine: “I’m too sober for this.”  I’m warning you now, it’s a little angsty and smutty and definitely NSFW. Not putting a cut, since they don’t work on asks on mobile. Huge major crazy thanks to the gorgeous @piecesofscully for being a much needed beta and giving me some wonderful advice for this little smut biscuit. Enjoy.


“Shit,” Mulder muttered, sitting shell-shocked on the couch next to Scully. “What does this mean?”

“It means exactly what I said, Mulder,” she explained. “None of it is working. They’re going to have to increase the intensity of the treatments.” She pushed a heavy, somber sigh past her lips as she let her head drop to the back of her striped sofa.

“Shit,” Mulder said once again.

A heavy silence settled over them in her living room, her latest medical records littering her coffee table. “I’m too sober for this,” she whispered to the ceiling before abruptly hoisting herself up and crossing to the kitchen. She opened the freezer door and began pulling out bags of frozen vegetables and a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked.

“Scully?” Mulder called out from his spot on the couch.

Ignoring him, she continued to dig through the various items until finally her fingers closed around the ice-cold neck of a bottle hidden deep in the back of the freezer. She shut the door without bothering to put the food back; instead she opened a cabinet and grabbed two shot glasses before making her way back to the couch where Mulder sat staring at her, confusion and curiosity obvious on the planes of his face.

She set the shot glasses side by side and unscrewed the bottle of Stolichnaya, slapped the cap on the table and poured two perfect shots, not spilling a drop. She silently handed one to Mulder and immediately put the other to her lips, the vodka burning a smooth path past her tongue, down her throat and settling hotly in her stomach. Beside her, she heard Mulder mumble a quiet “vashe zdorovie” before he followed suit. Before she can stop it, a laugh bubbles up from within and escapes, loudly piercing the silence that hung thick and oppressively.

Mulder stifled a cough as he swallowed the clear liquor. “What?”

“Do you realize what you just said, Mulder? Vashe zdorovie. To your health. How apropos.”

Mulder had no response, instead his gaze stayed glued to hers and she refused to look away.

“They’re going to have to increase the dose of Temozolomide. That coupled with more radiation…I’m going to get sicker, Mulder.”

He held her stare for a moment longer before reaching for the bottle and sloppily pouring two more shots, overflowing the liquor onto the coffee table.

“Dammit, Mulder, don’t waste it.” She chided and used her fingers to wipe up the spilt alcohol before sliding those fingers between her lips. “I don’t have much left.”

They took their shots and Mulder placed his glass back on the table while Scully played with hers in her hand, rolling it absent mindedly between her palms. Mulder wouldn’t take his eyes off her and she could only guess as to the reason why.

Fear, she realized with a start.  She could read fear deep within those hazel orbs, but there was something else that lingered around the edges.  Was that arousal as he watched her throw back shots like a pro?  Was he cementing her image into his memory for when the time comes that she won’t be around anymore?  

“When do your treatments start back up again?”

“I have a week.” Her vision clouded as the tears began to well in her eyes. Taking a shuddering breath, she put her glass down and reached for the bottle, once more pouring two perfect shots. She handed Mulder his shot and stared into hers. “One vomit and misery free week before it all starts over again.” She spoke into her glass.

She felt a sob building in her chest, threatening to break free, and stopped it’s escape by quickly slamming the vodka down her throat.  She turned back to Mulder in time to see him drain his shot as well. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, while his shot glass dangled lifelessly from his fingers. The sadness that was emanating from him was palpable leading her to feel as if she were dancing with her own misery, and another mirthless laugh bubbled up as she mentally admonished herself for allowing her mind to wax so poetic.

Slowly, she slid her fingers down the length of his arm, feeling the sinew of his muscular forearms, tracing and cataloging the bones as she made her way to his fingers, whispering their names as she moved, “Radial Styloid Process. Trapezium. Metacarpal.” She reached the smooth, wet surface of the glass and wrapped her fingers around it, and removed it from his grasp. The heat of his eyes singed her with every move she made, his fiery gaze setting her own skin ablaze. She liked it.

She took another perfectly poured shot and placed the shot glass back in his grasp before throwing her head back and swallowing her own. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, observing the quickened breaths and tipsy droop of his eyelids as he continued to watch her. The alcohol coursing through his system made itself known when he attempted to blindly knock back his shot, his aim sloppy as only half of the drink made it into his mouth, the rest streaming off his chin and down his neck.

Giving her second guesses and hesitations a well deserved night off, she leaned over him without warning and mopped up the dripping liquid from his neck with her tongue, tracing his jugular up to his ear where she whispered softly, “Don’t waste it, Mulder.”

Mulder gasped, sucking in a giant mouthful of air before grabbing her by the chin and facing her so he could look her in the eye. “What are you doing, Scully?” He whispered back.

She held his eyes for a beat before responding, “I’m tired of feeling bad, Mulder. Just for once, I don’t want to think. I don’t want to over analyze my actions, I don’t want to think about tomorrow, I don’t want to prepare for sickness. I just want to be here, right now. I want to feel good tonight, Mulder. With you.”

She watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, his eyes as wide as the possibilities before him. He took the shot glass from her hands and placed it with his on the coffee table and reached for the bottle of Stoli, intending to pour them each one last drink, but there was only enough left for one full shot.

“Do you want to share it?” he asked, his voice thick.

“No,” she answered before quickly grabbing the shot and tilting it up to her lips. Acting quickly, he lunged forward before she could swallow and pressed his mouth to hers, his hand at the back of her neck, vodka dripping from between their lips.

Lust and drunkenness grew in tandem as her tongue slid wetly against his, their hands grabbing, caressing, squeezing. She pulled away from his lips to drag messy kisses across his jaw and down to the crook of his neck while simultaneously dragging her fingernails against the rough ridge of denim below his belt. Mulder hissed a sharp breath through his teeth, roughly grabbing her hands and holding them off of him. He locked drunken eyes with hers before pushing one solid kiss against her forehead where the tumor pressed insistently from the other side. He put his mouth against her ear and whispered, “I want to make you feel good, Scully. So good.”

She arched into him in response and he answered with a quick bite to her earlobe, her earring clinking against his teeth, her skin tingling and burning as he pushed his hands underneath her sweater, pressing against the warmth of her flat abdomen. He took hold of her waist and yanked until she lay flat on the couch, her legs splaying as he positioned himself between them. She grasped the hem of her sweater and impatiently pulled it over her head, tossing the garment behind her before reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. Mulder stopped her, however, by roughly grabbing the cups of her bra and shoving them down underneath her breasts. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the feeling of his tongue making contact with her fevered skin, but after a moment of waiting with no resolution she opened her eyes. She found him mere inches away from the stiffness of her nipple, eyes closed, breathing. She could feel his expelled air caressing her thirsty skin.

She whimpered in impatience, desperate for him to kiss her, lick her, suck her tit into his mouth, but he stayed there breathing her in, inhaling and exhaling against her. As she dug shaky fingers into his chestnut hair, desperate  to pull him closer,  the tip of his tongue quickly flicked at her nipple. A primal moan slipped from her lips as he took it into his mouth, sending jolts of pleasure to rush from her breasts to her clit. Her pitch and her back raised as he blew cold air onto her nipples before roughly unbuttoning her slacks and ripping them and her soaked painties from her legs.

He eased himself between her legs, draping her knees over his shoulders,  before taking  a long, slow lick up through her lips to her clit. Her hips bucked, pressing her pussy into his face at the contact.

“Oh my God,” she breathed as she threw an arm over her face.

He groaned in agreement, his tongue busy slowly circling her clitoris. He pushed her hips down into the couch so he could move lower, roughly shoving the thickness of his tongue as far into her as he could. She opened her eyes when she felt him remove a hand from her hip and nearly cried out when she saw that he had taken himself out of his jeans, hard and straining, and was roughly stroking the fevered flesh in time with his tongue fucking her, his nose bumping her swollen clit with each thrust.

“Jesus, Mulder!”  

Every inch of her was involuntarily moving and she had no hope of staying still. Her head thrashed back and forth. Her hands had dropped to her breasts and they began rubbing and pinching her nipples, seemingly with a mind of their own. Her hips were brazenly grinding into Mulder’s face, her arousal coating his chin. Her thighs were clenching around his head, her toes curling against the t-shirt draping his back.

She couldn’t stop it even if she wanted to. She could feel it starting deep in her abdomen, the pleasure coiling in the pit of her gut, the tingling shooting up her legs, the euphoria building and building as he pressed the flat of his tongue against her clit before sucking the bundle between his lips. She reached down and wound her fingers through his sweaty strands of hair and yanked his face into her and somewhere amidst the rushing in her head she heard him moan, the sound traveling into her body.

And she was gone. Every muscle in her body seemed to contract at once. She shook and screamed as the pure holy bliss of her orgasm washed over her, baptizing her in pleasure. She smiled and laughed as the contractions refused to stop and looked down to find him smiling at her from between her quaking legs, pressing sloppy kisses against the inside of her thigh.

“God, Mulder, I can’t feel my legs.”

He slid both hands down the expanse of her legs to her ankles and back to the insides of her thighs. “That’s funny. I can feel them just fine.” The smile that graced his face when she laughed was more beautiful to her than anything she could think of in recent history. “What else would make you feel good, Scully?”

She let her gaze slide down his body to his erect cock, standing straight against his abdomen, dripping with need. She sat up and pushed him slightly away from her so she could swing her leg from behind him. She turned away and got on her knees, dropping her head to lay on her arms, thrusting her ass into the air.

“Fuck me, Mulder. You fucking me would make me feel very good.”

He pressed himself against her and it was his turn to wind his fingers through her hair. Giving her a head a slight yank he leaned down and pressed his mouth against her ear as he pushed his cock inside her.

“Then get ready, Scully. We have a whole week ahead of us.”

anonymous asked:

After everything that's happened, from WS coming into the pic to this wkend's(ongoing)clusterfuck, I have a serious Q & I'm not trying to be rude-though I'll admit I'm still salty-How much more is it gonna take for every1 to simply just stop giving a shit about SH?Honestly, he's made it pretty clear who his "true" fans are(if you ain't kissing his ass or forking over $$$ you're an undesirable)& HE could give less of a shit now than he did when Shat 1st went on his rampages. When's enough enough?

Originally posted by iwantcupcakes

Everyone is bit salty round here this morning. What the heck is going on? When is enough enough? I bet Sam is jogging down the beach this morning wondering the same fucking thing. Personally, I think the man has an issue with people pleasing and his inability to say no and set boundaries is biting him in the ass big time. 

Look to the left fans be like….

Originally posted by octopussoir-

Look to the right fans be like….

Originally posted by bacardiac-blog

Look behind and fans be like….

Originally posted by vivre-sans

NST be like….

Originally posted by pandrea-flamingos

Sam be all like…

Originally posted by octopussoir-

Shippers be all….

Originally posted by sakuranamida

Is it September yet? 

anonymous asked:

Flocklander your opinion please on something. Do you think it's possible that this weekends photos (Sam's included) were meant not so much as a reveal but as a confirmation? Like maybe a confirmation to the OL fandom or something? Still doesn't make sense to me but I wonder why not one news organization has picked up on this fiasco or tried to sniff out shenanigans if that is what is going on. At this point privacy is gone (at least on Sam's end) so he had to make that choice himself right?

I personally don’t see it as a reveal or confirmation. There was far too much distance between the dots that needed to be connected. So contrived and exhausting even for the most diligent follower of all the players. And news outlets a) don’t care about Sam alone, b) don’t care about MM at all and c) would never have any of this bullshit on their radar because of who is involved and how much damn work it would be to blow the lid off a story none of their readers would ever care about. What would be a story and invite a tsunami of attention, both initially and continuing, would be the leads of a show like Outlander walking and talking the relationship line. Some grainy-ass pic at a wedding of a C-lister and a no-lister isn’t gonna do it.

The real reason why Liam went alone to the Brits
  • *1D's group chat 2 hrs before the awards*
  • Harry: Guys
  • Niall: yeah pet
  • Harry: I know I said I would go with Liam to the brits, but I can’t.
  • Louis: ....?
  • Harry: I lost my nail polish.
  • Louis: are u fucking kiddin me?
  • Niall: harry is this a joke? not funny
  • Harry: No, I'm serious. It's for good luck, I can't go with bare nails.
  • Liam: What am I supposed to do now Harry? Walk through the red carpet alone like a damn loser?? I'm gonna have to come up with a sneaky plan now THANK YOU
  • Harry: I'm really sorry Liam. You can always ask Simon to walk with you.
  • Everyone: ...

anonymous asked:

I wonder if they're going to make Mary the surprise villain of the season? Everyone's assuming it'll be the British MoL or Lucifer or the devil baby.. but what if it turns out, yknow what, Mary isn't actually all that great. I'm not saying she's evil or anything, but she's certainly not being written/portrayed sympathetically. I'd bet she'll do something there's no coming back from. She's already walked out on, neglected, lied to and betrayed Sam & Dean.. and almost got Cas killed. Hard to like.

the thing is…Mary is being written as a Winchester. She’s doing the same kinds of things Sam and Dean and Cas have done for SEASONS. Lying, double dealing, hiding things - but for the right reason, to protect the people she loves and out of guilt. I don’t think she’s going to be the bad guy,, but she is a catalyst for drama. It’s nice to see someone other than Cas or Sam or Dean screwing up for once. The fandom’s unwillingness to give Mary the same allowances they give the boys though is pretty disappointing.

anonymous asked:

What are the pros of autism?

While it can be easy to get dragged down by the difficulties that come along with autism, there are a lot of good things about being autistic. I’m going to list some out, but for more info check out this post which is a list of autistic traits framed in a positive way.

  • Sensory sensitivities allow us to experience greater joy from good sensations
  • We are more likely to notice details
  • We can often find solutions to problems that others wouldn’t think of
  • Stimming can be magical and wonderful
  • Our special interests can bring so much joy and comfort
  • Special interests also allow us to become experts in various fields
  • We are so expressive with our bodies. Our emotions often flow through our bodies and come out as stims which is a beautiful thing
  • Many autistics have excellent memories
  • We are unlikely to follow the crowd and often develop our own unique senses of style/personality traits which make us very interesting people
  • We have a great community

Followers, feel free to reblog and add to this list with the positives you see in autism!



Last night I saw others posting with their copies of Namaskaram and I thought to myself “Lucky sods! I hope mine gets here soon too!”. So I go to sleep and what awaits me in the post this morning?

Only the most awesome artbook anyone can buy! @nisat has created a beautiful collection of short stories and the most wonderful uses of colour I’ve seen in a loooong time!

If you’ve not already fallen in love with her and her artwork, what are you waiting for! GO check them out!

ps. @blizzard-games @nisat has handed you a legendary Symmetra skin! hurry up and make it!


I have literally started crying in a public library this is the most beautiful thing and I’m so glad this is what I’m going to be doing with my life. This is incredibly beautiful and wonderful and I have literal tears rolling down my cheeks I am so amazed

Things to add to your bucket list:


  • See The Northern Lights 
  • See A Solar Eclipse 
  • See A Waterfall 
  • See Cherry Blossoms in Japan 
  • See The 7 Wonders of The World 
  • See The Mona Lisa, at the Louvre in Paris 
  • See Da Vinci’s Notebooks, Victoria and Albert Museum 
  • Spend New Year’s Eve in Times Square 
  • Spend a day at Central Park, New York 
  • Spend Mardi Gras in New Orleans 
  • Spend La Tomatina in Spain 
  • Spend Dia De Los Muertos in Mexico 
  • Use a Cable Car In San Francisco 
  • Visit Anne Frank’s House 
  • Visit Large Hadron Collider 
  • Walk Along the Great Wall of China 
  • Push A Stone at Stonehenge 
  • Wear an Authentic Kimono in Japan 
  • Make A Guard Laugh at Buckingham Palace 
  • Go to an Olympic Game 
  • Travel All Around the World 
  • Stand at The Equator 
  • Backpack Across at Least 10 Locations 
  • Pack Your Bags and Set Off for A Random Location 
  • Live in A Different Country for at Least 6 Months 
  • Set Foot in All the Continents 
  • See A TED Talk Live 
  • Comic Con or Who Con – Any Con 
  • Tee in The Park 
  • Coachella 
  • Go On a Safari 

Achieve Something

  • Achieve My Ideal Weight 
  • Publish A Book 
  • Get Featured in The Media for Something You Are Proud Of 
  • Start A Movement On a Cause You Believe In 
  • Get A Standing Ovation 
  • Get A Street Named After Me 
  • Give £10,000 To Charity 
  • Create A Famous Quote 
  • Start A Phenomenon 
  • Start A Petition 
  • Prove A Theory 
  • Become an Ordained Minister 


  • Be A Matchmaker 
  • Contact A Company  Just to Thank Them 
  • Fold 1,000 Origami Cranes and Give Them to Someone Special 
  • Pie Someone in The Face 
  • Personally Know Someone Famous 
  • Do Volunteer Work 
  • Be A Mentor to Someone 
  • Make A Difference in Someone’s Life 
  • Teach Someone Illiterate to Read 
  • Give A Heartfelt Surprise to Someone 
  • Perform A Kind Deed Without Expecting Anything in Return 
  • Meet A Good Street Performer 
  • Shake Hands with PM and President 
  • Meet Someone You Can Only Dream of Meeting 
  • Collect Autographs from All My Favourite People 
  • Donate Blood and Meet Who It Got Donated To 
  • Get A Pen Pal 
  • Write 365 Letters to Someone 
  • Write Letters to 5 People Who Positively Influenced You 
  • Leave £100 Tip for a waiter/waitress 
  • Befriend A Stranger 
  • Get A Drink for A Stranger 
  • High Five a Stranger 
  • Take A Picture with A Stranger 
  • Give Free Hugs on a side-walk 
  • Hold Sign Saying ‘Talk to Me About Anything’ On A Busy Street 
  • Order Pizza and Send It to A Random House with Note 

Something for Me

  • Get A Pet 
  • Get A Complete Makeover 
  • Decorate My Room – Paint A Cool Landscape 
  • Fly First Class 
  • Get My Portrait Painted 
  • Legitimately Play a Song On Any Musical Instrument 
  • Get A Signed Copy of a Book I Love 
  • Dye My Hair an Unnatural Colour – Purple/Blue 
  • Get The Restaurant Staff Sing for my birthday 
  • Get A Mani/Pedi 
  • Have A Spa Day 
  • Receive A Postcard from All Countries from Post Crossing 
  • Get A Star Named After Me 
  • Get Picked Up at The Airport by Someone with A Sign 
  • Authentic Chuck Taylors 

Learn Something New

  • Learn A New Language 
  • Learn Morse Code 
  • Learn to Say Hello in 26 Languages 
  • Learn Sign Language 

Try Something New

  • Try A Profession in A Different Field 
  • Try Every Single Ben and Jerry’s Flavour 
  • Try to Be Vegan for A Week 

Once in a Lifetime

  • Fly in A Hot-Air Balloon 
  • Do Public Speaking 
  • Act in A Film - Big or Small 
  • Be an Extra in a Big Film 
  • Crowd Surf 
  • Indoor Skydiving 
  • Wash an Elephant 
  • Ride A Rollercoaster 
  • Be On a Big Screen 

Participate in/Organize  Something

  • Run A Marathon 
  • Volunteer at A Hospice 
  • Go in A Corn Maze 
  • Join A Book Club 
  • High School Reunion 
  • Participate in Holi Festival 
  • Attend A Jewish Wedding 
  • Attend A Christian Wedding 
  • Attend A Hindi Wedding 
  • Attend A Sikh Wedding 
  • Attend A Muslim Wedding 
  • Attend An Atheist Wedding
  • Attend Any Wedding … 
  • Attend A Random Wedding as a Stranger 
  • Treasure Hunt 
  • Scavenger Hunt 
  • Masquerade Ball 
  • Murder Mystery Dinner 
  • Organise A Picnic Outing 
  • Organise A Barbeque 
  • Organize a Block Party 
  • Throw A Mega Party       
  • Put On a Fundraiser 
  • Foam Party 
  • Zombie Walk 
  • National Novel Writing Month 
  • MONOPOLY – actually complete it 

Something Sentimental

  • Walk/Dance Barefoot in The Rain 
  • Experience A Sunrise 
  • Experience A Sunset 
  • Go Stargazing 
  • Plant A Tree and Watch It Grow 
  • Go Camping 
  • Road Trip 
  • Fly A Kite 
  • Fall Asleep On Grassy Plains 
  • Ultimate Water Fight 
  • Message in A Bottle 
  • Sleep Under the Stars 
  • Make A Cool Snowman 
  • All Day with No Technology 
  • Water gun and Water Balloon Fight 
  • Bonfire and S’mores 
  • Blanket and Sofa Fort 
  • Catch Fireflies 
  • Collect Seashells 
  • Messy Twister 
  • Let A Floating Lantern Go 
  • Belong in A Secret Society 
  • Collect A Penny Made in Every Year I’ve Been Alive
  • Food Fight 
  • Leave A Note in A Library Book 
  • Leave A Note On A Car Window 
  • Leave A Shoe at A Ball 
  • Release A Chinese Lantern 
  • Use A Fake Name at Starbucks 
  • Pretend to Be a Window Mannequin 
  • Pull A Fire Alarm 
  • Pull an All Nighter 
  • Put A Pair of My Shoes On a Shoe Tree 

Places to go / Things To See

  • Ballet 
  • Beach 
  • Castle 
  • Concert 
  • Drive-in Movie 
  • Factory 
  • Haunted Place 
  • Laser Quest 
  • Museum 
  • Music Festival 
  • Paintballing 
  • Theatre 
  • Zip line 

Make Something

  • Knit A Scarf 
  • Build A Treehouse 
  • Write A Children’s Book 
  • Start A Vlog 
  • Make A Rubber Band Ball 
  • Start A Scrapbook 
  • Do A 365 Day Photo Project 
  • Wreck-This Journal 
  • Make A Bracelet 
  • Bake Something 

i’m so sweet to boys from the get go if i feel as though they’re respectable human beings who will treat me properly….but guess what? i’m always wrong. always.

do i look like the type of woman to not be loved properly? do i exude ‘im not worth it just play me’ vibes? i haven’t been loved properly in so long, and i’m starting to wonder if it really is Me. I don’t get how every guy who approaches me just Doesn’t work out for me. why?

anonymous asked:

Dani what are your thoughts of Louis not attending the brits? i try to make sense out of it but it just doesn't make sense to me? Why wouldnt he be there? What good can do him not being there tonight?? Idk im kinda sad about it for some reason. Xx

Well I think it actually speaks volumes tbh, him being papped in front of Sony offices I think was a brilliant move on his part… like… I wonder if it was his /choice/ not to go, Bc Simon presented im wondering if he wanted all of 1D to go? Idk I’m just happy Liam was there tbh

theflopsybunny  asked:

Hi there! I know there's a lot on your plate so I'm sorry if I add to the list of problems! I was wondering what it would be like it the chocobros would go camping with their s/o in the woods (≧∇≦)(with just the two of them?) its okay if you won't be able to do this! I hope you have a wonderful day miss! :3

Camping is one of my favorite things to do, and I’ve been doing it since I was 3. I know what it is like when I go camping, but this is what it is like to go camping with the Chocobros!

~ Admin Wolf 


  • Sitting by the campfire is his favorite thing
  • Loves playing card games

  • Burns his marshmallows

  • Pouts about it

  • Kisses your nose and shares the marshmallow that you offered him

  • Tongue is definitely involved in this sharing

  • Insists on sharing a sleeping bag


  • Needs his own sleeping bag
  • Offers to catch a fish for your breakfast
  • Eats the marshmallows out of the bag instead of roasting them
  • Avoids your eye when you ask where all the chocolate for the s’mores went
  • Likes taking turns telling ghost stories
  • Leaves the cooking to you but will happily stir or chop something
  • Wraps the two of you in a blanket when the sun sets and star gazes with you


  • Makes sure he has everything he needs
  • Cup noodles comprise most of your food supplies
  • Builds little houses out of the firewood
  • Will take you on a walk through the trees when the sun is close to setting
  • Is a master at boiling water
  • Doesn’t like marshmallows but will eat whatever you give him
  • Holds you close at night so you won’t get cold


  • Had everything packed a week in advance
  • Except perishables
  • Does not pack anything instant and makes all your meals from scratch
  • This includes a s’more cake that is a lava cake with marshmallow cream mixed into the batter, and you eat it with graham crackers
  • Makes you some tea to warm your fingers while you sit by the fire and talk
  • Learned how to build fires from Gladio
  • Licks chocolate off your cheek