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anonymous asked:

Tree bros body swap au?

(Ive seen one of these already and I’ve been dying to have a take at it)

  • They are both in the nurses office, Evan just having his head flushed down a toilet and Connor being just beaten up. They don’t talk to each other at first but make a lot of eye contact, wondering what happen to the other boy.
  • When Connor does say something, he asks why the hell is he in here? He doesn’t seem beaten up.. Was he faking a head injury or something?
  • Evan doesn’t respond, but nods because he kind of just wanted to go home.
  • Connor wishes he could go home too, but he knows a black eye and a bloody nose isn’t even enough for anyone in his family to even notice him.
  • Evan wishes he was tough like Connor, he wished he wasn’t such a baby and had to fake injury to get out of school.
  • A silent agreement happens that they wish they had each others lives, Then they switch
  • Connor just feels really short, his head hurts a bit but he feels great.. Evan however…
  • Evan feels like he going to throw up, he’s never felt this much pain in his life, his face stings his hands sting. He feels like he’s deep thrown in a garbage disposal.

“Connor what the heck!”


“I dont know!? I guess we switched or something.. Come to think of it this isn’t half bad..”


“Connor!”


“what? My life sucks! Personally i won’t mind staying like this..”

  • Connor and Evan have to meet up after school to get to know everything about each other.
  • Evan tells him about his mom, how she’s the best person in the whole world and if Connor throws a printer at her he won’t hesitate to shave Connors head
  • Connor agrees because he loves his floof
  • Connor is totally fine with Evan in his body, But he makes one rule clear..
  • “Dont talk to Zoe… Don’t even look at her Hansen.. You hear me?”
  • (He knows about the note)
  • P R O T E C T I V E C O N N E R
  • They get sent on their own ways, Connor heading home with Mrs Hansen, and Evan attending a few more classes before having a panic attack in the bathroom because ‘Jesus christ Connor murphy is a horrible person what is his life at home going to be like’
  • Evan starts to look around the parking lot for something that says “Im edgy! Connor Murphy’s car!” Or something like that..
  • Z O E A L  E R T
  • She goes up to Evan and there is never a more awkward conversation
  • “Connor! Where the hell are you going?”

“Home…..”

“Im giving you a ride you idiot.. Or are you too high to remember that mom and dad took your car?”

“Uh… Right.. Um.. thanks the.”

“How high are you?”

“High…like.. drugs high? Oh shoot i do drugs right”

  • Zoe thinks “Connor” is just reeeally high so she tries not to talk to him on the car ride home.
  • She almost crashes when Evan tries to starts up a friendly conversation about her day.
  • Evan listens to Connor and immediately goes to his room, only to be disgusted when he realizes theres gotta be a dead thing in here because Damn it reeks
  • Evan cants take it any longer and he goes downstairs to request frebreze from Cynthia to spray around the room.
  • FAMILY DINNER TIME
  • Evan is so shook he has no idea what the hell he’s supposed to say/do because he’s never eaten dinner at a table with a group of people before.
  • He actually ends up talking at the table because someone asked him how his day went, he talks about His day (Evan) and Cynthia is just so surprised that he answered.
  • Zoe is so confused “What the hell is wrong with my brother..”
  • Of course Larry thinks he’s high and sends him away to him room.
  • Evan has a fit in the room and ends up falling asleep and missing a planned call from Connor to talk about the next day.
  • Connor on the other hand…
  • Connor waits for Evans mom but starts to get seriously hungry, he makes pasta and waits for Evans mom still… She never shows up..
  • Connor gives up waiting and goes outside to smoke, Then stops..
  • He can’t hurt Evans body like that.. Evan wouldn’t want it.. So he doesn’t smoke.
  • Connor calls Evan like 8 times and Zoe ends up finally picking up the phone.
  • “Evan? Why are you calling my brother?”

“Zoe! shi-.. Give Connor the phone i need to talk to him..”

“Um.. He’s asleep.. Why are you calling him?”

“I um.. We um.. I just need to..”

  • Reaaaal smooth Connor
  • The next day, Evan and Connor meet up before school to trade schedules and go to each others classes, its doesn’t go well..
  • Evan ends up getting lost (How? idk) And just panics in the bathroom once more.
  • Connor just skips like.. all of the classes, Only to find Jared skipping as well..
  • A BO RT A B OR T  JA RE D IS APP ROA C HIN G
  • Jared is just a concerned boi for his family friend.. Evan never misses classes unless he’s having a panic attack.. But if he is he’s usually not walking around the school…
  • He goes up to Connor (as Evan) and asks if he’s okay.
  • “EVAN” CURSES HIM OUT AND HE ALMOST THROWS UP IN THE HALLWAY BECAUSE WHO KNEW LITTLE EVAN COULD SAY SUCH THINGS.
  • Evan finds Connor and Jared and asks whats wrong, Connor says what happened. 
  • Evan starts to cry because his only friend will never want to talk to him again.
  • Connor starts to freak out and tell Evan to “Shut the hell up” But Jared is watching at this point.
  • CONFUSED B O I
  • Jared doesn’t believe them at first after they tell him but then he gives in as Connor (Evan) Starts talking about how they met in preschool and there is no way he told that to Connor Murphy
  • Jared starts to research how to fix it while Evan and Connor go over some ground rules for each other
  • CONNOR’S RULES:
  1. “Don't talk to anyone in the family, and if you absolutely have, talk in one word sentences and responses.”
  2. “Don't you dare ever come to school wearing a dorky blue color without having the hoodie over it.”
  3. “Just… Avoid Zoe…”
  4. “If Larry asks if your high say yes because its an easy excuse.”

EVAN’S RULES:

  1. “Be careful around my mom… shell know something is up..”
  2. “If she asks you about refills.. say you’re fine.. um, they’re for my anxiety.. Im not sure if you need them but-”
  3. “Dont shower”

“What?”

“I don’t want you to.. um, yknow..”

“Jesus christ Evan I won’t look..”

“Just don’t do it ok-”

    4.” I have therapy this weekend.. So.. Don’t like, be super open to questions and stuff.. he’ll know something is w-wrong..”

   5. “P-please don’t smoke.. i just.. i don’t-”

  • And off they go, Evan riding home with Zoe once more and Connor walking to Evans house. praying that they’ll switch back..
  • Jared ends up telling Alana what happened, she just rolls with it because who knows maybe Jared is right?
  • Connor has almost fallen asleep when Evan comes bursting into his room.
  • He doesn’t have his hoodie on…. so he can see the scars…
  • Connor spends the next hour or so trying to explain why he did it and confirming over and over that he won’t do it again anytime soon.
  • Evan just ends up staying the night there as they have a-lot to talk about..
  •  Connor explains to Evan why he’s so mad and angry all the time.. And he wouldn’t be surprised if Evan started to act like the because he’s hanging out with his family..
  • Evan explains why he broke his arm.. Connor then immediately feels bad for pushing him over..
  • As the night goes on… They come closer and closer.. revealing things to each other that they never shared with anyone..
  • Connor kisses Evan and Evan is just straight up shocked
  • “Wha-”

“Don’t think of it as a personal thing.. I just.. is it weird that I’ve always wanted to make out with myself?”

“Y-ye-s? No? i dont kn-…”

  • They hang out a lot more after that.. Not because of the kiss.. no.. right?
  • Zoe thinks they’re dating, and starts to question Evan (as Connor) about it.
  • “Have you kissed yet?”

“Wha- I um…”

“Omg you have! I never thought id see the day.. You have seemed different now that you started to date him..”

“We’re not dating..!”

  • Cynthia starts to like her new acting son.. He’s a little anxious but something about that Evan boy is definitely changing him.
  • Larry is super suspicious, but Zoe protects her brother and says he hasn’t done drugs in like.. months.
  • LA RRY GETS CONNOR TO PLAY BASEBALL WITH HIM SO HES HAPPY
  • Connor loves mrs Hansen… Enough said.
  • They have movie nights, late night eating junk food, He takes her out on a walk one day.. Its just So pure
  • One time, Connor and Evan are hanging out in Evans house and Mrs Hansen shows up to ask if they want something to eat And Evan starts to C RY
  • HE MISSES HIS MOM SO MUCH AH
  • Zoe shows up to pick up Evan…  and Connor realizes he Misses her
  • They both just… miss their lives so much… Its been a month.. Like,, bring the bois home.
  • JARED BURSTS IN AND HE H A S A C U R E
  • They switch back, both sobbing with happiness as Jared stands in the back kinda awkwardly..
  • Of course they thank Jared what kind of monster do you think i am
  • Finally, they go back to their homes, Connor literally hugs Zoe which is new.. But she rolls with it.
  • Evan is just sobbing in his mothers arm saying how much he missed her
  • They both agree that they should date because they know each other better then anyone else.
  •  SO MA NY INSI DE J OK ES
  • Evan is just so comfortable around the Murphy’s, same thing with Connor and Mrs Hansen.
  • A pure duo

(Add on if you like!)

So I’ve been re-reading Saezuru (because I have a problem) and hindsight is a beautiful thing because Yashiro is so gone for Doumeki the moment he walks through the door. Also I fell a little bit more in love with Yoneda Kou because the amount of things that happen during their introduction as characters when you look back on it with hindsight are astounding.

1) Doumeki interrupting

The first time Yashiro ever sees Doumeki it’s to interrupt sex with the policeman and Doumeki asks if he’s ok. Honestly I think it’s in this moment that a switch flicks in Yashiro’s brain and he knows this man is going to be important to him because really, when in his whole life has anyone ever cared how he is? Or what happens to him. A lot of what Yashiro puts out to the world is a front. In that small moment I think Doumeki puts the first chink in his armour.

2) Doumeki being Kageyama’s doppelgänger

Ok by this point part of me thinks this is a stylistic choice to show how Yashiro grows as a person from a childish infatuation to something meaningful. However another parallel is the idea that their both ‘safe bets’ to Yashiro. Kageyama through friend zoning him and Doumeki through his impotence. In the beginning though I think the visual similarity triggers some lustful decision making on Yashiro’s part which brings me on to my next point.

3) Yashiro and the blowjob

Yashiro blows Doumeki like 5 minutes into meeting him but admits that it’s not something he usually does. Except here’s a man who has the same eyes as the only person Yashiro has ever really loved who cared enough to ask if he was ok - it’s quite a culture shock to Yashiro so obviously for someone who hides behind promiscuity a blow job is the perfect solution. Even in the moment of being horny he’s glad he chose Doumeki - it’s that underlying idea he’s someone important. Also he tells him not to tell anyone. It’s their first secret and I’ve noticed in their first few interactions there’s this childish focus on sharing secrets which on a base level is typical playful Yashiro but at the same time it’s Yashiro making an infinitesimal step towards trusting someone.

4) Impotency

Impotency makes Doumeki safe because in Yashiro’s head if his dick doesn’t work then nothing can happen. It’s this ideology that causes him to let his guard down and let Doumeki in. It’s also through his impotency that we get to see Doumeki not buying any of Yashiro’s shit. Like he tries so hard to get a rise out of Doumeki but all Doumeki does is go along because he’s already so devoted or tell Yashiro how beautiful he is. I have to stop now otherwise I’ll end up writing an essay about how perfect Doumeki is.

Ok I’ll admit I just have a lot of feelings about Yashiro and Doumeki… that’s literally it. That’s the point of this post - they are perfect together and it’s been decided since the moment they laid eyes on each other.

The next time BTS is on American News
  • Interviewer: welcome Rat Monster, Gin, Sugar, I-Hop, Bee, Jimmy, and Jungcook!
  • BTS: ...
  • ARMY: ....
  • BTS: ...so when are we going back to Korea?

everytime we talk about young fp and do aesthetic posts and shit it always plays into the idea that he was a serpent in high school but like, when he and fred had that talk outside the bar fred said “so what, youre a serpent now?” implying that fp was never part of the gang before so like….what the fuck is going on i need a 10 part series on the young life of fp jones

Prompt: “That’s irrational.”

When you first heard the album, sitting with Harry in your backyard, Carolina was one of your favorites. It was catchy and it had good lyrics. It didn’t cross your mind that the song was written about someone else. But when Harry went on Nicks radio show and told the story of the song and who it was about, a wave of anger couldn’t help but overcome you. Each and every time you had the album on shuffle, you skipped it faster than you could blink. When it came on the radio you turned it down. If Harry started singing it, you left the room. You came to hate the song. Hearing your love of 3 years sing about how another girl “feels so good” and is “all i think about” didn’t exactly put you in a position to fawn all over the song. This is what you were trying to explain to Harry when he confronted you about your obvious dislike for the song. 

“I know you don’t like Carolina. Why? You liked it when you first heard it, didn’t you? It was one of your favorites actually. What changed?” He asked you, when he stepped out of the shower, sitting next to you on the bed. 

“Nothing changed. I like the song, its good.” you said coldly. 

“Then why do you go out of your way to not listen to it, and when you have to, you cringe down to the last second?” His voice was angry mixed with a bit of sadness. He wasn’t yelling…yet. You knew your opinion mattered a lot to Harry. And although you didn’t like the song, you figured he deserved the truth. 

“Fine Harry. You wanna know why I don’t like the damn song?” you said and he looked at you expectantly. 

“It’s blatantly about another girl. You’re one of the most private people I know. You wouldn’t go out of your way to put the girls name in the song, put it on the album and sing it on national TV if it didn’t mean a lot to you. So excuse me if I don’t want to listen to my boyfriend sing about how another girl is all he thinks about.” you said getting more and more angry with each word that you said. Harry looked at you and didn’t say anything, so you continued. 

“Harry that song makes me look like a fucking joke. And I know its your music and you have the right to write about anything you want to. But every time I look at you, I see you and her. Every time I hear that song, I think of you and her. And if she means that much to you, then why am I here?”

“Babe…you’re over reacting. Its just a song.” Harry said tears welling up in his eyes, and it was then that you realized that you were crying as well. “I can promise you that she doesn’t mean as much to me as you do. Tell me what I can do to fix this. A song isn’t worth loosing you. I swear, she meant something to me a while ago. And she’ll always mean something to me in the way of a friend. But you…I can’t live without you.”

Now you were full on sobbing, “Then why’d you write the song? Its not a sin for me to be upset about the song. And it’s not even the fact that you wrote the song, it’s the fact that you took the time to expose the girl and make it very clear that it was about her.”

“So you don’t want me to write about other girls and life experiences? That’s irrational. I’m always going to write songs about my life experiences. If you cant handle that, when we can end this.” he said angrily. He immediately regretted saying it when you got up and stormed out of the room. 


“I don’t know what to do Gem. She won’t talk to me, she won’t look at me, she won’t let me touch her. I don’t sleep in the same bed as her anymore, she sleeps in the guest house. Not even in the guest room, the guest house. I feel like I’m losing her, and that can’t happen.” he said on the verge of tears as he spoke to his sister on the phone. 

“How long has this been going on?” she asked him carefully. 

He let out a long sigh, “about 4 days.”

“Honestly, she probably shut down because she feels like you haven’t acknowledged the fact that she’s hurt. Weather you feel like you did something wrong or not, she needs to know that you know and care that she’s hurting. If you haven’t made an effort to apologize to her, she won’t know that. Especially if you aren’t talking. And Harry, you have to admit, if the roles were reversed, you’d be pretty angry, too. I think you both need to talk because it sounds like to me, this argument is a two way street.”


He made his way down the small pathway to the guest house where you’ve been staying for the greater part of a week. You didn’t want to see him, hear his voice, speak to him or anything else. You knew you were overreacting just a little bit, but in your mind, you still had the right to be upset. He rang the doorbell and you automatically knew who it was. It was the first time he had been over since you left the main house. 

“Love, baby, princess…let me in. Please?” and there was something in his voice that you couldn’t ignore, even if you wanted to. You made your way over to the door, and before you could even get it all the way open, Harry pushed himself inside and wrapped his arms around you. You tensed up at first, but then relaxed into this chest, realizing you missed him. You stood there, in the doorway hugging for a long time, the first connection you’ve had with him in days. 

“Let’s talk, yeah?” he asked you sweetly, kissing your nose. You nodded and lead him over to the kitchen table. You sat, not saying anything to each other before he said,

“I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. When I wrote that song, I wasn’t thinking. I met Townes-”

“Don’t say her name.”

“I met her a few years back. It was just before I met you. We had a few mutual friends and they set us up on a blind date. And I’m not going to lie, I had a lot of fun that night. But she was missing something, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Plus the tour was about to start, so even just after one date, I broke it off.” He explained and you listened intently. “We remained in touch after that and I occasionally still talk to her. But I swear, she’s just a friend. She doesn’t mean nearly as much to me as you do. And when I said she was all I think about, its just a lyric. I don’t mean that literally. I deeply apologize if I made you question my love for you. That was never my intension. Its just a bloody song love. And yes it means something to me. Each and every one of my songs means something to me. But you…I could never express in words what you mean to me. I wrote countless songs about you- so, so many. But none of them bring you justice. You’re just that precious to me.” he said with a dimpled grin and a squeeze of your hand. 

“I’m sorry too H. I overreacted. I shouldn’t have been so jealous. And your music is your music, and I don’t have the right to question your creativity. I’m sure she is a nice girl. She should be flattered. But can I ask you something. Obviously you don’t have to answer.”

“What do you want to know, my lovely?” 

“Is there a song about me on your album.”

He looked at you with a devilish smirk and a gleam in his eye,

“Oh love, don’t you know you’re my only angel?”

(requested by: annon)

okay so im just getting caught up with the hockeycaptain stuff now because ive been out all day, and god… it’s really hard

it’s embarrassing to realize that someone you trusted, even a little bit, was lying to you

i have my own issues and mental illnesses that i’m constantly struggling with (ive literally just started to come to terms with ongoing trauma that has made it hard for me to trust and form relationships with people), and getting dragged into someone else’s web of shit without my knowledge, and therefore without my consent, is not something i can easily brush off

cutting people out of your life is so isolating. ive met so many people in the time since i started talking to john, and now i feel like he’s taken those relationships away from me too

i dont wanna ask more of anyone who’s been affected by this, but if anyone is in the mood to talk, whether we’re already close, or we knew each other through john, or we’ve never talked before, i could really use some friendships right now

THE HIGHLIGHT MEDLEY

ARE YALL HEARING THIS SHIT OH MY GOSH IM IN LOVE 

reaction thoughts: 

don’t wanna cry - oh?? my gosh???? this is so fucking catchy i’m shook. lee jihoon at it again. this is his first time with this sound and he did so fucking well????????? this might be one of my fav title tracks and i’ve only heard 12 seconds of it. 

입버릇 - my soft babies!!! vocal team at it again with making me cry!!! 

if i - yes!!!!!! listen to that sound!!! it’s so pleasing oh my gosh??? wOnwoo BOY! 

swimming fool - A BOP!!! performance team go!! 

my i - SORRY OK BUT IM GONNA BE CHINA LINES NUMBER ONE HYPE WOMAN BC THAT BITCH IS A BOP. LISTEN TO MY BOYS GO. THEY FIT SO WELL TOGETHER IM LIVING. YES. FUCK. 

crazy in love - a whole bop what the fuck listen to those vocals i’m deaD 

who - we already knew who was a bop but damn. hearing that studio version i’m SHOOK. not ready. 

 check in - ok. always a bop. i love it so much. we all already love check in.

Because I need more Harry and Thomas being bros…

“Hells bells, man. Why’d you never tell me you could do magic?”
Thomas shrugged. He was painstakingly winding a tuft of dark hair around his pentacle amulet. “Because I suck at it. And because I guess I figured you’d be all smug about it. Or worse, encouraging.”
Harry folded his arms and approached, looking at the misshapen, for-want-of-a-better-word ‘circle’ Thomas had roughly chalked out on the floor. It was almost enough to make him wince. “You ever take lessons?”
“Nah. Just read a couple of my dad’s old books. Now shut up for a second, and stand back. I can’t focus with you staring at me.”
“I’m not staring, I’m taking a professional interest.”
”Damn it, Harry, just let me do this!“
"Fine.” Harry raised his palms and obediently stepped back.
“By the way,” Thomas said. “If I mess up and accidentally turn you into a frog or a four horse carriage or something, I just want to apologise in advance.”
“That would literally never happen!”
“Or burn down the building.”
Harry took another, bigger step back, muttering something about annoying brothers and smarmy vampires.
Thomas shook his head and closed his eyes, then he took a deep, calming breath. His method of spell casting was about as sleek and efficient as the Blue Beetle on a bad day, and Harry knew he could have managed the same thing himself more quickly and with much less effort, but damn it, seeing his brother do magic was pretty freaking cool. It was one more thing the two of them shared in common. One more thing to remind him of the legacy Margaret LeFay had left to them both. It was also one of the only times Harry had ever seen Thomas look so human. Magic wasn’t something that came easily to him, and it showed in the way his jaw clenched and his brow furrowed, his usually flawless face screwed up in concentration. For once, he lacked the graceful confidence that was part and parcel of his vampiric nature, and while ordinarily Thomas’s presence felt cold, subtle, and restrained, Harry could feel hot, raw power crackle in the air around them.
After a few minutes, Thomas released the energy with a word Harry couldn’t quite make out, then the vampire’s eyes flickered open and he broke the circle with the sole of one boot. He held the amulet’s chain in one hand, letting the pendant fall between his fingers so it swung freely, but instead of coming to a rest after a few seconds, it continued to swing hypnotically back and forth in the same direction. Thomas turned to follow it.
“Bad guys thisaway,” he said, pointing.
“Good job, Rincewind.”
Thomas scowled. “Don’t give me that. And stop grinning.”
“Sorry.“ Harry did his best to reign in his glee. “It’s just…”
Thomas sighed, though his own lip was twitching now, too. “I know.“
“It’s so awesome.”
“If you say so, man.”
Harry was overcome with a sudden urge to hug his brother, but knowing Thomas’s issues with physical affection, he settled for slapping him on the back instead. “Just so you know, I kind of love you a lot right now.”
Thomas rolled his eyes, finally unable to hold back a wide grin of his own. “Idiot. Love you too. Now, are we gonna get a move on, or is all this effort I put in a total waste of time?”
“Fine,” Harry said. He held up his staff. “Let’s go kick some monster ass.”

you know he has his coat slung over one shoulder? what if he does that when he has Persephone with him? maybe he takes her to Paris with him whilst he does this promo interview for his music, because she’s off school for Easter, and they take the train with Lou and Harry Lambert and rather than sitting with him the entire journey, she stays snuggled in Lou’s side. and when they arrive at the station, he can see fans crowding and surrounding the exit and he gets a little worried for his little girl who would be staring out the window.

when the’d dismount the train, Harry Lambert would take Harry’s bag (holding Persephone’s outfits as well as his own for the week), as well as his own bag so that Harry could tuck his daughter into his side and cover her with his coat.

“why m’I goin’ under here, daddy?” she’d lisp, poking her head out from beneath the coat covering her, “s’hot under here.”

“I know, baby, I know. But, there are lots of people out here with cameras and I don’t need your pretty face going all over the internet, okay?” he’d explain, “can you stay under her for me until I get you in the car, yeah?”

“mm-hm,” she’d hum, wrapping her arms around his waist as the four of them made their way out of the stations exit, and into the crowd of people who were waiting to see him. her arms tightly gripping around him and tightly fisting at his t-shirt as she tried not to trip or fall behind, “daddy?”

“s’alright, sweetheart. we’re okay. nearly at the car,” he’d promise her, tucking the coat further up his shoulder to keep her face hidden and to make sure it didn’t get caught and tear from his body, “Lou’s waitin’ for you to help you in there, okay? nearly there, baby. i promise.” xx

So, for shits and giggle (and because i’m sort of sick, poor, and desperate) I got these Near-sighted Myopia Glasses from Amazon to see if they’d help with the fact that everything past my elbow is a blur lately.


I put them on.

And it was like waking up from a dream and you were there, and you, and you, and Oh my god why is there so much dust and cat hair?!