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the no bullshit guide to getting your shit together: for the lazy student

Let’s be honest: time management and organization? They’re really hard. Sure, at first you might feel like you’ve gotten the hang of them, that you’re in control of your life. But how often have you fallen off the wagon? Procrastinated on one thing and the next moment, you’re behind in all your classes? I know that sometimes laziness feels like a part of who you are, but honestly, fuck that. Do you really want to give up your success for the disinterest of a moment?

If your answer is no (it better be no, or you really need to get your priorities straight), let’s get to it. 


“This class doesn’t even matter.” “I don’t care about my grades.” “I can finish this the day before.” Sound familiar? You might feel great now, but when you’re staring down at your report card later, it’ll feel like you just got punched. 

This is a cliche, but the greatest obstacle to your success is yourself - especially the lies you tell yourself! Sit yourself down and be honest about what you need to improve on. Be as blunt as you can, but for god’s sake, don’t throw yourself a pity party! There’s no use agonizing over what you can’t change. Instead, set realistic, achievable goals, and make a game plan. Struggling with math? Go to extra help. Behind in all your classes? Stay in for a couple nights and actually work. 


Now you know what your goals are, but maybe you want some inspiration, so you log on to tumblr and are instantly bombarded by all these beautiful, well lit shots of the most gorgeous bullet journals, planners, and notes. Impressive, right? Well, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret: they’re all useless! A simple phone planner works just as well, if not better, than a fancy agenda, because you’ll always have it on you, it’s not a hassle to carry around, and you don’t feel obligated to make it look pretty. 

Riddle me this, where are you going to find all this extra motivation to keep prettying up your bullet journal? To write all your notes in perfect, colour coded printing? There aren’t many times in life where taking the easy was out will actually benefit you, so take advantage! Stop wasting your time; get a phone planner and write your notes in your natural goddamn handwriting. 


Yep, your entire room - not just your study space! This one can be put on the back burner for a bit if you’re on a really pressing deadline, but I wouldn’t recommend it. I’m notoriously messy, and if I don’t watch myself, I’d find myself in dirty-laundry-and-old-notes hell. A little bit of organized chaos is fine, I even encourage it! But try working when your desk is covered in mounds of paper and you have nowhere to put your laptop – it’s just not conducive to success. 

Keeping your entire room clean is a way to stave off stress, frustration, and even embarrassment, because nobody wants to show potential roommates how much of a mess they are. 


Yeah, I know what you’re thinking: “actually work? Who does this girl think she is?” I’d probably think the same thing, except I’ve learned the valuable lesson of sucking it the hell up, and you will too. When you get home from work, grab a snack and work. When you have a free period, figure out what’s due and work. Stop reasoning yourself out of work: you’re not going to finish this later, and that will be on the test. There’s really not much to say about this one, because it’s the step that requires the most raw effort, and you’re really only going to find that within yourself. Tell yourself what’s at stake, and realize that, by setting the standard for your mediocrity now, you’re potentially trapping yourself in a cycle that will last for years. 


Maybe you’ve been on top of your shit for a day, a week, or even a month, and that’s really great. But then… you fail. You miss a deadline or you bomb a test. So what do you do now? Do you allow yourself to fall back into your old habits? Fuck no! Everyone fails, even that studyblr with those perfect bullet journal photos and a perpetually clean study space. I’m going to tell you something that’ll sound really strange: you should value your failures, especially if you worked hard to avoid them. What?! Be HAPPY about failing when I actually TRIED? Yeah, you heard me right. If you don’t know how to handle failure, then when you inevitably experience it, your reaction will be much worse. 

Failing hurts, and boy, I know how embarrassing it can be. But learning how to deal with failure, and especially how to keep trying after it happens, is an invaluable lesson. 


Disclaimer: I’m not suggesting you treat yourself after the most basic of tasks, because please. Treat yourself when you know you goddamn well deserve it. Remember that “all work and no play makes jack a dull boy.” If all you do is study and do your homework, then, pardon my french, your life sucks. If you don’t have friends, play a video game! Eat an entire jumbo chocolate bar! Indulge in whatever the fuck you want, you deserve it. I’m someone that has trouble prioritizing future benefits over immediate gratification, so by allowing myself little pleasures, I save myself from crashing and burning. 

Hope these tips helped, but remember to take them with a grain of salt - you’re you and I’m me, and different things work for different people. Good luck!

Your senior year roommate calls herself Clarity. She’s very small and rumpled and distant, and she goes for long walks in the forest south of campus when she’s frustrated. You aren’t friends, but you coexist peacefully. It’s enough.

The creature on your co-owned Walmart futon isn’t Clarity.

It looks like her. Enough to fool a casual observer, certainly. Enough to fool someone who hasn’t been soldering sterling silver for six hours. But you have, and the truth of silver lingers, and the Thing That Looks Like Clarity is sprouting delicate flowers from the skin of its bare shoulders.

It’s sitting cross-legged and perfectly, terribly still, tracking your eyes as you take all this in. When you sigh and set down your backpack, it says, “Hello, smith. There didn’t seem to be any sense in pretending.”

“Jeweler,” you say, and, “I go by Florence, these days. What should I call you?”

It blinks, languid and slow. “I’m not here to usurp. I’m a… placeholder.”

“It’s still confusing as shit, my guy.”

It considers this at length. Finally, with the air of one who has just solved a great puzzle, it says “Claire. We will know, the two of us.”

“Works for me. Nice meeting you, Claire.”

And that seems to be all there is to say. Your roommate’s been stolen by the Fair Folk, you’re living with a changeling, and there’s not much you can do about either of these things. You scroll through Instagram until it gets tired of watching you and wanders out into the hallway.

So that’s Claire.

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here’s just a small list of study tips and tricks that i learned over the course of
attempting to take six ap classes all at once (don’t do that to urself pls):

  1. take notes - take all the notes! it doesn’t matter what way you take notes (cornell, etc.) it’s just a really nice way to make sure the material really sticks in your brain
  2. revise said notes - it’s all about beating the curve of forgetting; as long as your keep on revising and re-annotating your notes, you won’t need to super cram on test day. in addition to that, don’t highlight a dense block of text; underline, colour-code, and add notes to the margins. instead, if you just highlight like crazy, you won’t know what to focus on revising. not saying that highlighting is bad, just saying that overhighlighting is bad
  3. actually read the textbook - a lot of teachers assign pages of textbooks but i recommend reading the entirety of the textbooks and working through the examples. sure, it’s a little bit more work, but you end up with a well-rounded view of the topic/subject you’re studying (and i also find that a lot of teachers will skip important topics in the interest of time, so be sure to read the textbook so you don’t miss out)
  4. do all ya homework - so important! do the homework!!!!! you will not succeed if you don’t put in any effort and don’t do any of your work!!!!!!!!!
  5. if you have time do extra problems in your textbook - just for revision/practice!
  6. redo old hw assignments - this helps in revision, esp. in topics like math where you have to physically work out problems to understand concepts; you don’t get math by just reading the textbook, you have to physically DO problems
  7. maybe invest in a review book - it helps some people, but don’t completely rely on it; you still should read the textbook
  8. flashcards are the bomb - they help solidify learning and because of awesome apps like quizLIT (hehe) you can learn/revise on the go
  9. ask questions - the teacher wont bit your head off- they’ll be grateful that at least SOMEONE was paying attention in class
  10. pay attention to the teacher - if your teacher seems to repeat some terms over and over again take that as a hint to revise that, lots of teachers have really effective lectures too and its just a good thing to show respect to others too
  11. make metaphors/analogies for EVERYTHING - for example, think of the declaration of independence as a breakup letter or try to string together events like the revolutionary war together in a narrative style; this helps with memorization of factually-dense topics like the ones in APUSH
  12. study grps are aMAZING - very helpful 10/10 recommend and check out my post on this too
  13. call a friend - don’t be afraid to ask for help. seriously. we all suck at things and its our job to get better
  14. relax once in awhile - you don’t need to study 24/7 to succeed. study smarter, not harder and TREAT YO’ SELF
  15. on the subject of music - listen to music if it helps you, but if you find yourself drifting off or enthusiastically singing to BTS’s new comeback, you gotta stop girl
  16. sleep - don’t pull all-nighters unless you need to; studies show that sleep helps in the consolidation of memories, etc. so get that sleep! that way you’ll be happier and more in the mood to study - its a marathon, not a sprint
  17. find textbook companion sites - very helpful, they usually contain self-quizzes and generally if your teacher uses the chapter tests provided, you can better tell what types of questions will be asked
  18. revise your mistakes - don’t just discard that test with the 94%, make sure you understand what you got wrong so you don’t make the same mistake again
  19. actively hoard your papers - old papers/tests/hw are the best review fodder so don’t loose it!
  20. track your grades - be on top of it always! if you have a missing assignment or if a teacher put in the wrong grade DON’T HESITATE TO EMAIL THEM
  21. find other resources when your teacher sucks at teaching - khanacademy is amazing. enough said
  23. self-care is important - if your sad tired or angry, YOU WONT GET ANYTHING DONE so do yourself a favor and take a nap or watch a movie, idk
  24. figure out what works for you - i like the pomodoro technique but other people do different things so just do what works
  25. you’re fantastic and you got this

anonymous asked:

can you link me Bangtan Bombs, fancams or anything that shows Jikook? It's hard to find them and I don't really wanna look for them in fan made videos or compilations because it's really low quality ;-; any video would do but I hope you can list me some. Thank you <3

Fair warning, there are A LOT of bangtan bombs with jikook so I’ll definitely miss some. Oh who am I kidding, Jikook is everywhere it’s impossible to find them all. Also, these are in no particular order. I just went through all of the Bangtan bombs.

21st Century Girls Dance Practice The iconic bunny and lettuce/bokchoy/leek

Adult Ceremony Dance Practice Aka the video that killed us all

95z Dance Time with the Beat App In which Jimin messes with Kookie (can you feel my heart?) and Kookie’s satoori

Dart King Jungkook Jikook playing darts ft. Extra Kook

Make Jungkook Laugh Jimin making Kook laugh behind the scenes of a photoshoot

Dance Imitation Kook imitating Jimin’s BST dance

Vminkook Hide and Seek You have Jimin blindfolding Kook, what more do I need to say

Jikook as MCs Self-explanatory, also Kook is a brat but what’s new

Two Toothbrushes Jimin filming Kook being dorky, how many vids of Kook do you think he has?

Jimin is Older Just Kookie being a total brat and teasing

How do I Title Jungkook’s way of stealing Tae’s spot next to Jimin

Finding Jungkook The video where the infamous JEON JUNGKOOKIEEEE~ came from

Thank You ARMY This whole video is legit just Jikook crashing the other members’ interviews


Where is Jimin Kook being a brat…again

Photoshoot BTS The video where Jimin asked Jungkook to carry his child lol

Jikook Log Kook is in a bathrobe, just saying

Dope Making Kook in a police uniform and following officer worker Jimin around like a puppy

Finding Jungkook Part 2 Jimin attempts to pull Kook into a kiss

Danger MV Shooting Kook ran up to hug Jimin because he was so cool T^T

Eyes, Nose, Lips One of the first bombs I ever watched, Jimin watches/dances while Kook sings

Jikook Log 2 You should probably find an eng sub of this

Rap Making Jikook being dorky together 

Jikook Log 3 

Director Kook Kookie filming Jimin dance

Jimin is Older Original Jikook photoshoot together and Kook is a brat

Jikook Couple Dance No literally, that’s what the title is. They look like they’re dancing at prom or something. 

To be honest, there are small Jikook moments in nearly EVERY bangtan bomb which makes it supremely difficult to catch them all but here are the major ones I guess! Enjoy~

When I Lost You - Part II - Jaehyun x Reader - Fuckboy HighSchool!AU

Part IPart II  - Part III - Part IV - Part V - Part VI

There will probably be a continuation to this series. This chapter is from Jaehyun’s point of view.

Word Count: 2458

Trigger Warnings: Offensive Language

Genre: Fuckboy HighSchool!AU, Angst

Jaeyhyun’s POV

It was that one fateful day in freshman year when the seating plan had been shifted and he ended up sitting next to you.

His heartbeat had almost stopped; he’d been crushing on you for almost two months now, and this couldn’t be happening.

You had glanced up and noticed him standing there shyly, and you smiled, introducing yourself.

Of course I know who you are, he thought to himself as he tried to find the proper words to not make a fool of himself during his own introduction.

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Kim Jongdae//Um...Surprise?

Originally posted by everybodyloveschen

Summary: You and Jongdae have been dating for quite a while, but when he drops the L-bomb on you for the first time, you realise that you should probably tell him about the toddler back home that calls you mom.
Scenario: angst, fluff
Word Count: 4,834

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Some trans!Zack Taylor headcanons

written with @tokis-little-world​ / @tokiwooki

- Zack comes out to the rangers during a bonfire session, a little bit after Rita’s attack

  • “So guys, I have something kind of important to tell you. And I get if it makes you uncomfortable or you don’t really want to associate with me after I tell you, but it’s something that I shouldn’t hide from my best friends so-”
  • “We know you’re trans, Zack.”
  • “….. what?”
  • “We’ve morphed before, bud.”
  • “Yeah and we share emotions through our ranger link, we can tell the dysphoria is coming from you.”
  • “It took us all less than 48 hours to figure it out.”
  • “And we don’t love you any less, you dork”
  • He cries that night and wont stop hugging them (except Billy, one hug was enough for Billy)

- Whenever somebody asks about Zack’s dead name he always responds with the first My Little Pony character that comes to mind (its usually Twilight Sparkle)

- Jason finds the syringes for his t shots in his room one day, but is too scared to ask him what it is

  • he texts Trini, asking her if Zack does drugs and all she says is “we eat pot brownies together if that’s what you mean.”
  • “Okay… not what I meant but we’re revisiting that subject later because I can’t believe you never invited me.”
  • The next time they’re at Zack’s house, it’s time for his shot so he goes and grabs a syringe
  • “Wait… the testosterone comes as a shot?” “you can use a pill or lotion too but yeah I use a shot” “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DOING DRUGS DUDE OH MY GOD”
  • “… Jason, no offense, but as a team leader I thought you were supposed to be smart.”
  • The rangers watch him give himself his shot, and Kim almost passes out because of how scared she is of needles
  • On months he can’t afford his t, the other rangers pay the difference so he doesn’t miss a dose

- His armor doesn’t bind his chest because fighting/exercising while binding isn’t a good combo; instead it has a special plate that gives the appearance of a flat chest

  • But when they’re training without armor on he always “forgets” to take his binder off
  • He inevitably gets punched in the ribs or trains for too long and can’t breathe suddenly
  • The first time is happens the rest of the rangers freak out, demanding that he take it off immediately. He waves them off with promises of “I’m fine, this happens all the time.”
  • One day Trini gets sick of it and just punches him in the face so hard he passes out. “TRINI WHAT THE FUCK??” Trini, shrugging: “homeboy wouldn’t take it off and this is the quickest way to get him to shut up. Now hurry up and help me carry him to Alpha before he wakes up.”
  • Zack has a long talk with Alpha about the constructs of gender after he asks Zack why the health scan picked up the presence of a “prosthetic” on his crotch
  • He then has to have an awkward talk with Zordon because of course Alpha told him about his fake penis

- Jason decides one day he wants to get him a better packer and starts looking at the ones from PeeCock and gets a bit… overwhelmed at all the variety

  • So he texts Trini
  • “On a scale from one to ten how weird would it be if I got Zack a new dick and should it or should it not be circumcised?”
  • Kim finds Trini five minutes later wheezing on the floor and stares at her for a few seconds until Trini shows her the texts and now Kim can’t stop laughing
  • So Jason texts Zack instead
  • “If you were to, hypothetically, choose a preference in dick size, what would it be” and Zack CHOKES
  • “I’m not having a threesome with you and Billy.” “THATS NOT WHAT I WAS ASKING IM JUST TRYING TO BE NICE”
  • Even though Jason bought Zack his new packer, he’s not used to seeing it in places he, well, shouldn’t
  • So when he finds it laying in his room, it’s safe to say he freaks out a little
  • Zack gets a text ten minutes later saying “you left your dick here” and he runs back to Jason’s house in record time

-He has a really bad binder tan because of that one day they went to the beach and he forgot to bring a swim shirt

- For his birthday, the rangers give him a customized black binder with a trans-colored lightening bolt in the center of the chest

- Jason, Billy, and Zack go to the mall and buy matching shirts that say “Pretty Boy” across the chest

  • Billy’s is blue, Jason’s is red, and Zack’s is black, with the words in bold, white letters
  • It started out as a long sleeve tee but Zack cuts off the sleeves and the bottom half of it to transform it into a muscle tank crop top
  • “Hey Zack?” “Yeah Billy?” “What did you do your shirt?” “I made it into a fashion statement”
  • “How is crop top a fashion statement?” “It’s a fashion statement on dudes!”
  • “Not queer dudes you idiot.” “Whatever Jason you’re just mad because my abs are better than yours.” “What?! No they aren’t!”
  • “I mean… they kind of are Jace.”Jason just pouts and mumbles something about Kim being too preoccupied with Trini’s abs to even notice anyways

- Trini and Kim come back from a spa day with manicures and Zack casually mentions how much he misses doing feminine things like that

  • The next weekend, Kim skips detention and takes him to a spa to get a facial and his nails done
  • He gets black gel polish with a lightning bolt on his accent nail
  • “Wow real subtle.” “Shut up crazy girl you’re just jealous”
  • “I think they look really nice!” “Thanks Billy, at least SOMEBODY appreciates me around here!”
  • A few days later Trini takes him to get his eyebrows done with her and he’s feeling bomb as fuck so she does his makeup too
Skam Season 3 music

Alright, so the soundtrack is definitely v important part of this so I put the it together. Obviously I could’ve missed something or gotten something wrong so please message me if I should fix/add something!!


  • Sandra Lyng - Liqr (the beginning of the episode - the party)
  • Pieces Of Juno - Silver & Gold (Isak and Emma kissing in the bathroom) 
  • Datsik - Smoke Bomb (plays when Isak comes downstairs) 
  • Desiigner - Panda (Isak leaving the party) 
  • N.W.A. - Fuck Tha Police 
  • Herreløse - Narkotika 
  • Kjartan Lauritzen - Fredag (showing the city on Friday evering + Isak at kosegruppe meeting) 
  • The Magnetic Fields - Three-Way (credits) 


  • Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M. (Isak and Eskild are in Isak’s room and Isak is trying to find Even on social media) 
  • Radiohead - Talk Show Host (Isak watches Even walk by) 
  • Ketil Schei - Kissing You (Isak is watching Romeo and Juliet, this song is in the soundtrack to the movie) 
  • MGMT - Electric Feel (Justice Remix) (Friday afternoon, the boys are going home from school) 
  • Nas - The Message (Isak and Even chatting in Even’s room)
  • Nils Bech - That Girl (Sonja and other come and Isak watches Even w/ her + credits) 


  • LCD Soundsystem - Someone Great (Isak does the gay test)
  • Mariss Jansons & Oslo Philharmonic Orchestra - Grieg: Holberg Suite, Op. 40. - Preludium (the boys are watching the girls dance)
  • Surferosa - Neon Commando (pregame, Isak and Emma talking) 
  • Robyn - Call Your Girlfriend (Isak is kissing Emma and Even is kissing Sonja and they’re looking at each other) 
  • No. 4 - Lite Og Stort (credits)


  • Justin Bieber - Sorry (pregame at Isak’s, Sonja and Emma are talking) 
  • Tears for Fears - Head over Heels (Isak and Even and riding on the bicycle after leaving the pregame) 
  • Des’ree - Kissing You/Ketil Schei - Kissing You  (pool scene - Isak and Even kissing for the first time) 
  • Slick Posh - Koko Remix (credits) 


  • 10cc - I’m Not In Love (Isak and Even kissing in Isak’s room)
  • The Velvet Underground - Sunday Morning (Isak is in his room and texts Even and then Eskild comes in w/ a gift) 
  • Dårlig Vane - Gikk I Bakken (starts when Even messages Isak things might’ve moved too fast and the boys have a pregame) 
  • Vince Staples - Lift Me Up (the boys are going to Emma’s party) 
  • Berghain 2016 - Mikkel Øwre (??) (Isak’s inside at the party and sees Even and Emma runs into him) 
  • Kanye West - Hold My Liquor (Isak leaving the party after seeing Even and Sonja kiss) 


  • Nas - Hate Me Now (Isak walking through the yard while Emma and Even are at each side and look at him) 
  • N.W.A. - Express Yourself (Extended Mix) (credits)


  • J Hus - Solo One (Mahdi and Magnus are listening to it before Isak comes out to them - was pointed out by an anon that it was probably this one so thanks for that!)
  • Arif feat. Unge Ferrari - 7/ Arif + Aon & Hooks - 8Ball  (plays in the background when the boys are talking and having drinks at Isak’s) 
  • Lykke Li - Tonight (Even comes at Isak’s :) )
  • Pharrell Whilliams - Crave (credits) 


  • Kings of Convenience - Misread (plays in the kitchen)
  • Gabrielle -  5 fine frøkner (Even and Isak in the kitchen) 
  • Childish Gambino - II. Worldstar (they’re showing the city)
  • The Weeknd - High For This (Isak and Even are in the elevator and then in the hotel room) 
  • Jay Z ft. Beyoncé - Part II (On The Run) (credits)


  • deLillos - Hjernen Er Alene (Isak is reading about mania on wikipedia)
  • Nils Bech - O Helga Natt (Isak’s at the concert w/ his parents, he’s got flashbacks and runs to find Even) 


  • The White Birch - Lantern (Isak is watching Even sleep)
  • Aurora - Conqueror (Isak comes home and finds Even laughing w/ Linn)
  • Benji Hughes - Girls Love Shoes (the dance girls coming up to the boys)
  • Kurt Nilsen & Kringkastingsorkestret - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (Christmas party) 
  • Maria Mena - Home For Christmas (the boys are talking in the kitchen) 
  • Kurt Nilsen - White Christmas (Magnus and Vilde talking by the tree)
  • Nidarosdomens Guttekor Trondheim Symfoniokester - Ave Maria (Eva and Isak talking)
  • Queen - Thank God It’s Christmas (credits) 

Originally posted by jypnior

Genre: Fluff/Angst

It had been a week since you’d seen him, your heart ripped out when he told you that he just didn’t feel it was fair for him to be gone so long and for you to just wait for him to come back. You’d spent 105 days waiting for him to have time, but the moments you’d stolen with him over kakao or face time were more than enough to tide you over. Three days with him, going on dates, cuddling on the couch and watching movies - and suddenly he is talking about how much easier your life would be without him. The bomb is dropped, he is getting off the couch - suddenly your life seems so much less bright now that Jackson isn’t in it. You’re left sitting on the couch with no explanation, no goodbye - just that he thinks you two should break up and thats the end of it. Before you could even get a word in or process what he’d said he was gone.

So you find yourself standing outside the dorm a week later - its late, but you know that at least a couple of members are awake since their lights are on. You walk over to the door buzzing their dorm hoping one of them will let you in, “Who is it?” it was Jaebum.

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Can’t help | l.h

Originally posted by 5sospicturesque

Prompt: Loosely based on the song Can’t help falling in love

Word count: 1,829

A/N: So much fluff you might die

I walked in to see her in nothing but my worn out t-shirt and panties. She was jamming out to some weird remix playing on the radio, shouting her made up lyrics off-key. I couldn’t keep in my chuckle as she excitedly rocked her air guitar and whipped her hair like she was a rockstar from the 70s. I made my way to the kitchen and wrapped my arms around her energetic body, making her jump a little.

“Luke. You scared me to death dude.” She breathed, getting tired from her previous “rock show”.

“When will you stop calling your boyfriend dude?” I chuckled, pressing my lips to her sweaty forehead.

“Never.” She poked her tongue out teasingly while running away from my grasp. I shook my head at her childlikeness before rushing towards her, scooping her up and throwing her down onto the couch.

“Alright Titch. I still need to work on some stuff, but I’ll come down soon and help you with dinner okay?” I pecked her pouty lips before walking to my office.

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The Heart Is Flexible

Summary: Thor pierces Loki’s ear and tells him all about this thing called piercer crush.

His piercer looks hot.

He has to be new around here because Loki has never seen him before. The guy who did his tongue piercing around four months ago is gone-Loki asked around the shop and one of the guys said he’s in jail, this other person said he’s hiking in hell and this girl said: “the fucker’s dead.” ; second and third options sound kinda similar though so Loki goes for the dead assumption and dead people are always replaced by some living ones and so he has this gorgeous babe here getting ready to stick this huge needle in his ear, pulling on a pair of black gloves and Loki can’t stop staring.

He’s so tall he makes the room look like a matchbox and there’s no way he’s under 6'5. He’s wearing a white cut-off shirt and it says ‘slay’ on the front; the letters are bold and black and the L is actually a fucking sword pointing down, the tip of the blade ending just above his navel, silver watch on the left wrist catching the light, a leather bracelet on the right, a ring on each thumb and a cool neck tattoo-roses or something-in black and red ink.

“Ever done this before?”

Loki wishes it’s just the piercer trying to make small talk but it’s not, some part of Loki’s brain thought teasing would be an awesome thing to do and once the words are there on his tongue there’s no way to keep his mouth shut.

The piercer looks amused and looks at him and his eyes are this mind-blowing shade of blue and Loki pushes the warm metal bar against his front teeth because he’s always toying with his tongue piercing when he’s nervous and fucking up.

The piercer snaps one glove on, “I should be the one asking, you look like you cut Biology or something to be here.”

“Just started college.”

“You’re shitting me,” the piercer looks him over, “you look sixteen.”

“Well, I’m not,” Loki says and the piercer grabs the needle and his chair and moves close to Loki.

He’s putting the second glove on and after taking a long peek into Loki’s eyes he concludes with a smirk, “you look sneaky. I like it.”

“Where’s Matt?” Loki finds himself asking because people calling him sneaky calls for a change of subject cause he is, in fact, sneaky and how dare they uncover his secret so easily?


The piercer’s gum goes off like a tiny bomb and even when he’s got his frown on he still looks hot, “who?”

“The piercer that was here before you. Purple hair. Tragus in both ears.”

“Ah, that dude,” the piercer fiddles with the plastic keeping the needle clean and skims the ceiling with his eyes, “heard he got swallowed by some whale or something while diving god knows where. Whale didn’t like the way he tasted so it spat him out and now he’s in some cuckoo place trying to work through the trauma.”

Loki raises an eyebrow.

The piercer raises one gloved hand, “swear to god. That tattoo artist, what’s her name? Gina, we talked about it just yesterday.”

“She told you the whale thing?”

“She did. But everyone turns into a storyteller around here when it comes to this guy. Looked like an asshole to me, to be honest.”

The piercer fingers the blue head of the needle and he’s looking from one of Loki’s eyes to the other.

“You liked him or something?” he asks and Loki’s eyes get all wide because what the fuck.



Ooh, this guy’s a flirt. Truth was, Matt looked like a suicidal giraffe and had zero sex appeal, but hey, let’s see what happens.

“Oh yeah,” Loki says and gives the piercer a one –shouldered shrug, “I mean, who could resist that face?”

The piercer squints at him with his left eye and his lashes from up close are phenomenal, looking like threads of gold and his blonde hair is brushing his shoulders and Loki squirms in his seat, pushing his shoulders back into the chair, trying to find a comfortable spot and look cool all at the same time.

“You know,” the piercer says and hands Loki a little mirror, “there’s this thing called piercer crush.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep,” he says and uncaps his purple marking pen, “show me where you want it.”

Yes, please.

The mirror’s frame has dragons engraved on it and Loki looks at his own reflection and he looks nothing like this golden god sitting there in front of him waiting to put a little dot where Loki wants the piercing to be; his eyes are simply grey and his cheekbones are showing, lips really thin like his mother’s, black wavy hair reaching just under his jaw.

The piercer looks at him and when Loki just stares at himself and wonders what the hell is that piercer crush thing and did the guy just make it up on the spot, the piercer leans forward and tucks Loki’s hair behind his left ear.

Loki looks at him and the piercer hands him the pen, “you wanna do it?”

And miss the touch of god’s fingers on his ear? No way.

“You do it,” Loki says and tilts his head back a bit to see better.

“How about here?” Loki points to a spot and the piercer gets so close his hair almost brushes Loki’s cheek and he smells amazing, just like the ocean.

And there’s his fingers touching Loki’s ear and how warm they feel makes Loki realize his ears are freezing cold.

Then, a little poke-the tip of the pen against his skin-and when Loki looks in the mirror again there’s a purple dot close to the top of his ear and it’s exactly where Loki wanted it.

“That’s kinda it,” he says to the piercer because too many praises are never a good thing and the piercer gives him this look that says: 'it’s the pro’s league here, baby. We’re better than you’ and Loki pulls a face.

The piercer puts the pen on the table and comes over to the other side, the wheels of the chair making a fuss.

Loki watches those beautiful hands with their long strong fingers toying with the plastic and the piercer takes one long look at his mouth before tearing the plastic off the needle.

“Did that Matt guy do that?”

“Do what?”

“Your tongue piercing.”

“He did, actually,” Loki says and getting it done hurt so bad because Matt had zero talent at this, should have gone for mechanics instead, but this gorgeous creature here doesn’t need to know about that, “I never told you I have one. How did you know?”

“You keep playing with it,” the piercer says and here they are again, his eyes on his lips and the little metal bar makes a tiny clink when it hits the back of Loki’s teeth and the piercer smirks like 'I knew it’.

“So that piercer crush thing,” Loki says and tries to look like he doesn’t care, “what’s it all about?”

Loki swears he can hear the piercer give this little hum before pulling himself close to Loki so he can reach his ear nice and comfortable.

“Well,” he says and Loki blinks when he feels those fingers on his ear again, followed by the tip of the needle, “we have this saying around here.”

“What, in your little piercers circle?”

He chuckles and Loki feels his gloved knuckles brushing against his cheek as he’s angling the needle and it feels more than nice.

“Yeah. We have like this kinda secret society thing here and all we do is get together on the weekends and just make shit up because what can you do, right? So-”

And Loki thinks about those rings there under all that black latex and to feel them on his lips would be heavenly.

The piercer’s forearm touches his shoulder and the latex on his ear feels cool and Loki fists his hands in his anarchy is power t-shirt.

“We think that this is this intimate thing, to get something like this done. It’s another person touching your body and it’s a lot like love in a way. You trust this person and you share this secret with them because sometimes people keep the fact that they want something like this done hidden. Sometimes you let this person see parts of yourself no one has seen before. There’s a lot of trust there, you know?”

And Loki’s lashes flutter when he feels the needle going in. He takes a sharp breath in and holds it and he can feel the piercer’s eyes on him, and they’re soft.

“And the pain,” the piercer says and his voice is as smooth as the way that needle’s going in, “it feels a lot like pleasure.”

Another sting, this time of the needle going out the other way and Loki closes his eyes, his ears growing warm.

“So we say you get a piercing done, you crush on the person who put it in you-” and there’s the cool bar going in, Loki’s first Helix and the piercer backs away a little to give Loki a smile, “piercer crush.”

He gives Loki the mirror again and Loki takes a look and it’s not the piercing he chose for himself; the bar is silver and the little things keeping it in place are pink and when Loki looks more carefully he spots a tiny heart engraved there on the bar and shit he’s blushing.

“Matt was my first,” Loki says.

“And I’m your second,” the piercer says and grins, “hey, the heart is flexible.”

I'm begging you all, please please reblog and tag Taylor in this

It just hit me that Taylor’s been with me for over ten years. I can’t believe how much I’ve grown in those years and how much I owe to her.
I was eight when “Taylor Swift” came out. I had just started school, and I was happy, as most eight year olds would be. I listened to it so much even though I couldn’t relate to many songs at all. I loved Our Song. I would always put on the southern accent whenever I would sing it, I loved that song SO much. I would listen to “Taylor Swift” on repeat for days on end.
I was ten when “Fearless” was released. I bought it the weekend after it came out. I remember loving The Best Day soo much. I think that would have to be the first song I ever really connected to. I was bullied in primary school (elementary for you Americans) and the only person who helped me through it was my mum. She always made me happy, especially after coming home from school everyday. The Best Day and Change were my anthems all through school. No matter what I went through, I felt for the first that Taylor was with me through it all.
“Speak Now” came out when I was twelve. I was in my final year of primary school. I was probably the happiest I had ever been. I was a school leader, I moved up to a higher level in my dance classes and I had more friends than ever. My life was really starting to look up, so I thought. I felt so connected with Taylor that year too. I would have “Speak Now” on repeat what seemed like every day after school. Mine, Sparks Fly and Speak Now were my anthems for a good year. Not because I was dating anyone, but because they were happy, like me.
When I was thirteen, I started high school. I went from knowing everyone by name to knowing no-one. None of my primary school friends went to the same high school as I did. I went from a school with a total of 200 kids to a school with over 1,000. It was hard. It was stressful. It was awful. I was relentlessly bullied that year. I didn’t fit in with many people in my year at all. I went from having over 15 friends at school to only being able to count them all on one hand. I wasn’t popular, I wasn’t cool and I wasn’t missed when I’d miss a day. That year was hard for me. I went from being happy to being so distressed all the time. Taylor would always make me happy. I discovered a new side to me that year. I listened to Dear John every day after school. It worked for me, it was a good song for me to cry too. I also rediscovered “Fearless” that year. Change became my favourite song. It spoke to me on a level I’d never be able to explain. I also loved Long Live. In 2011 I had already loved Taylor for five years, which seems like a long time when you’re thirteen! I promised Taylor I would never leave her, because she’d never left me.
In 2012 the album I needed more than I knew came out. “Red” was the thing I needed to keep going. To push on. I was fourteen and life was awful that year. The bullying got so out of hand that I had to move schools. The only good thing that happened that year was that I rekindled with my old primary school friends at my new school.
I didn’t think at fifteen that life could get any worse. In early 2013 I became really ill. It seemed as though I was sick every week, which as a result made me fall behind in my school work and miss regular classes. The doctor finally did a blood and discovered I had CMV. Basically, it’s the same thing as glandular fever. I was constantly tired, and my muscles ached really bad non-stop for three months. It was so bad that I couldn’t continue my studies for a whole term at school. I had CMV on and off for over eight months.
In August 2013, after most of my symptoms had gone I continued experiencing chronic fatigue and achey muscles. The doctor referred me onto a pain specialist who diagnosed me with Fibromyalgia. It means chronic fatigue plus pain everywhere. I had a slightly different case to most people as my pain is a constant 9.5/10. No matter what I did nothing made the pain worse… or better.
I thought about giving up on more times than not, but Taylor saved me, Red saved me. I’ve never been so low in my life but I got through it all thanks to my best friend Taylor and Red. They both got me through so much.
I had missed so much school that I had to be pulled out and study at home via distance education. That was the start of it all.
On December 14th 2013 I attended my first Taylor Swift concert. After eight years of loving her I couldn’t conprehend how lucky I was to be able to see her live for the first time. My older sister took me (even though she’s told me repeatedly she doesn’t like Taylor. How?!?!) In the bathrooms before the show started I had a breakdown. I’m absolutely terrified of guns and bombs and was petrified of something happening during the show. Once Taylor came out, all my worries/anxieties/problems disappeared. Literally. The next two hours were the best two hours of my life. I didn’t stop dancing or singing or screaming out of happiness until the show ended. Even after the show ended I was soo happy and filled with so much adrenaline. I hardly slept that night because I couldn’t believe I just witnessed the girl I’ve loved since I was eight, live on stage doing what she loves.
From that day forward I promised myself I would never stop loving Taylor, because she’s given me so much happiness of which I wish to give back to her as many times as I can.
The following October, “1989” was released. I don’t think I had ever been that excited for an album ever, apart from Red because that was announced and released at the perfect time. The day “1989” came out I was at a very important dance competition, so despite trying, I couldn’t miss it and stay home and just soak in all of “1989.”
My dad has always loved Taylor. He loves that she makes me happy and loves how much I love her, he also knows how great a role model she is. As I was travelling to the competition the “1989” album release day, despite me already having preordered multiple copies of it, he offered to go down to the local CD store as soon as they opened to buy me another copy of it. He was at the store before they opened, and when they opened he was the first customer in the store. He knew straight away where to find it and bought the very first copy of 1989 that store sold.
When I got home from the competition (we placed second in two items in case you’re interested, one of which I had a featured role in) I went straight to my room where all my brand new 1989 cd’s were and put one on straight away. I spent the rest of the day listening to it non stop for over six hours. Just over a year later I began the greatest weekend of my life to date. I was lucky enough to get tickets to the final two shows of the 1989 World Tour, in Melbourne. Even though I didn’t have tickets to the first Melbourne show, I decided to go in anyway as my friends were there and I really wanted to see them all get so hyped before the show. We had a little picnic and heard Taylor sound check Red. (at this point you should know how much that means to me)
The next day I went in early whilst my sister was at school so I could be closer to my favourite people in the world. My friends and Taylor.
Later that afternoon my aunty and sister arrived for the show.
I’ve never been as happy as I was in that moment. I’ve never been able to describe it but Taylor’s Clean speech that night really resonated with me. She has this magical power that makes you feel like it’s just you and her there. Like it’s just you two talking as friends rather than in a stadium full of 30,000 people. I did not stop screaming and crying and dancing that whole night. Then she played “Fifteen” for her surprise song. I screamed so loud because it took me back to 2013, when I was fifteen. It’s actually magical because when I went to the Red Tour she played it, I was fifteen and then at 1989 when she played it my sister was fifteen.
The second night was even better. (I didn’t know it was possible) My sister and I had seats in section D on the floor directly in front of the catwalk. That night was much like the first in the sense that I didn’t stop crying or dancing the entire night. That Clean speech resonated with me so much as well, just because of the point I was at in my life. Then it was time for the “surprise” song if you will. From the first guitar chord she played I knew it was Long Live. I immediately dropped to the floor and started crying like I’ve never cried before. I screamed every single word of it SO loud, because that’s our anthem. I’ve never ever been that happy, ever. I haven’t been anywhere near that happy since then, and I never will until I meet Taylor one day.
That next January everything went down hill again. I had to stop my dance classes and stop studying via distance even. My pain and fatigue had never been more dominant and I was constantly in a world of pain.
Nothing at all has changed since then. My stamina has severely declined and I can no longer go on shopping trips with friends or even go take a walk with my dog at the local park.
I had my 19th birthday just under a month ago and I spent the day watching Journey to Fearless and the Speak Now World Tour live with one of my closest friends then had a night out with my family for dinner. That birthday means so much to me because I was surrounded by (most of) the people I love the most.
Today I’m barely getting by. I’ve never been lower emotionally and never been in so much pain or so tired. I’m so emotionally and physically drained and I’m struggling to find things that make me smile everyday. I’ve never needed Taylor more than I do today which also makes me more thankful for her each and every day. She’s probably the only reason I’m still here today and I’ll never be able to ever thank her enough for that. She’s my best friend, my life, my love and I hope more than anything that one day I get to meet her in person. I hope so much I get to thank her for absolutely everything. Tied Together With A Smile from her debut album “Taylor Swift” is the only song I’ve had on repeat recently in my head recently. Because that’s my life.
There’s this quote I’ve had as my lock screen the past year, “one day someone is going to hug you so tight that all of your broken pieces will stick back together.”
Everything in me believes that will be the case when I meet Taylor, because I feel like she’s the only person who’s always been there for me, no matter what.
As I had to leave school, I eventually drifted away from all my friends there. I don’t speak to any of them anymore. The only friends I have now are those I’ve met online because of Taylor. If it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t be here today which is yet another thing I have Taylor to thank for. Taylor Swift is the only reason I am still here today, and I really hope I get to thank her and hug her in person someday. @taylorswift

High School Band AU: Ch. 19

TW: Mentionings of drugs

Your joints hurt a little. You’re not sure if it is because of the cold day and being stuck in a room with no heat or it’s because of the tension on your muscles, as you keep your arms crossed and your head low, avoiding the gazes from the two girls in the room. It’s probably both.

“Jaehee, you’re missing classes and you’re making me miss mine. What is this about?”

“I already told you, Rika. We need to talk, things can’t stay like this…”

“With the festival in three days?” Rika interrupts.

“That too. But also because I didn’t like how things ended that night in Jumin’s house, I bet neither of you liked it as well.”

“Well, would you like if you find your boyfriend is cheating on you with a pathetic crazy freshman that wants to put all her friends against her?”

“Okay, you can’t keep talking about me as if I’m not in the room, Rika!” you raise your gaze.

You feel like punching a wall when she turns her face away from you with her eyes closed, doing a “hmmm” in disdain. Oh, for fuck’s sake, how old is she?

“Rika… I know you’re hurt, but you can’t ignore MC if we’re trying to find the common ground here…”

“There is no common ground, Jaehee.” You sigh, admitting that Rika would agree with that, at least.

“Really? Because from the way I see it, you both misunderstood a lot of situations.”

“She fucked V, Jaehee. There’s no misunderstanding in here.”

“True. But MC, let me ask you something… do you like V?”

“Me? No, I… I think he’s nice, he was probably one of the first people to be nice to me ever since I got here, but… liking, loving… I… I don’t think so.”

“Wow, so you fuck people you don’t even like, that’s really admirable, MC.”

“Yeah, and you rely on the feelings of your boyfriend’s best friend to get drugs for you.” She finally looks at you. “I don’t want to point fingers, but if we’re really going to talk about doing things with people we don’t love…”

“Then we should talk about the fact that you played with everybody’s feelings, MC. But of course, I don’t want to point fingers.” She mimics your tone, and you feel like rolling your eyes, but you won’t since Jaehee is watching this.

“Did I, Rika? You know, I thought a lot about everything you said that night, I was feeling so guilty for sleeping with V, and hurting Saeran you could accuse me of… projecting nuclear bombs and I’d apologize for that too. But I thought about it, and I don’t see how I could have played with these many people’s feelings on purpose.”

“But unintentionally?”

“I… I don’t know… Jaehee?”

“Yes, MC?”

“Do you feel like I hurt you on purpose?”

“This isn’t about me, MC…” she looks flustered. Uh oh…

“It is. You said this was a honest conversation between women, I’m asking you as a woman, did I hurt you on purpose?”

“No, MC… no, you didn’t on purpose.” But you hurt her… “MC, I… when you assumed I was gay, for a moment I thought… you could see beyond, you know? I thought… you understood me.”

“And I do, Jaehee. I… look, I… have never dated girls… I have never dated, for that matter, but… I don’t see myself in the future… being attracted only to boys…”

“There she goes…” Rika snorts.

“I mean it! Jaehee… I don’t know how you feel about me, so I can’t understand that, but I can understand what you feel for girls… I feel the same.”

“Ahh, MC…” she uncrosses her arms, sighing. “I was never hurt because of this, how can I expect you to understand something I don’t understand myself yet?” she smiles softly.


“I was only hurt because you ignored the fact I told you that I didn’t like Zen anymore… if you had any feelings for Zen, you should have gone for it, he’s my friend, I want to see him happy, and… I want to see you happy too.”

“Jaehee… I’m so sorry, I honestly thought I was doing the right thing, I… was just trying to do what felt right. I… am always trying to make it right.” You look at her, then at Rika, but it feels like you’re talking to yourself.

“And do you always fail that miserably?” Rika asks. Ugh… for a moment, you almost forgot she was here. “Yoosung really likes you, you know that?”

“Rika, I plan to talk to Yoosung at some point, you don’t need to speak for him, especially if he’s not here. But cinse we’re at it, you know what I want to tell him? I want him to know he doesn’t need crazy girls telling him what to do and helping him show all the courage and talent he has inside, he doesn’t need me, and he definitely doesn’t need you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re the manipulative one here, Rika. Yoosung so he’ll stay under your wing, Jumin so he’ll do anything you want… hell, you even manipulated me and convinced me I’m hurting everyone here, but why did I join the band in the first place? Oh yeah… because you left!”

“MC…” Jaehee says in a cautious tone.

“No! I heard a lot about my mistakes these days, and I take responsibility for all of them, but what about you, Rika? When will you take responsibility for your shit? You left them!”

“Shut up…” she mutters.

“I will after you explain why you left! It wasn’t to treat your addiction, since you were missing rehab to make Jumin get drugs for you… so why did you leave them, Rika?”

“BECAUSE I CAN’T SING ANYMORE!” she yells. You flinch, Jaehee doesn’t.

“You… what?”

“My voice… is cracking. It started last year a few days before the winter festival… I tried to quit the coke, I didn’t want to lose, but… it was already too late… we lost because of me…”

“Rika, I wasn’t the manager, but in the minute I joined, everybody agreed that you all didn’t rehearse enough… nobody was that ready…” Jaehee says calmly.

“V never agreed on that…”

“Rika… I’m… I’m so sorry… I didn’t know that… are you okay?” of course she’s not! Just imagine how much she blamed herself, how depressed she got… only to make herself want more drugs… this is… awful. “Rika…”

“Don’t try to comfort me, I don’t want your pity, MC!”

“I’m not pity, I’m trying to understand you…”

“Understand me?” she scoffs “What is there for you to understand? You have no idea how it is growing with a family who puts so much pressure on you, be the best in everything, date that rich Kim boy and you’ll guarantee your future! Why are you crying, Rika?  Your life is perfect! You’re perfect! Don’t ever cry in front of people like that or they won’t think you’re perfect anymore! Did I mention you have to be perfect? That you have to be the best? You have to, look at how lucky you are, being picked by in a shitty orphanage by a loving family, you have to give it back, earn you spot at this family! Stop… crying, Rika…” she sobs as her ways get watery.

So do yours.

“Rika… we talked about that before… just because you can’t match the image your parents wanted for you, it doesn’t mean you should go extreme like this…” Jaehee kneels before her.

“She’s not doing to punish them… she’s punishing… herself, right?” you ask, and she nods quickly. “Jaehee… you knew about that from the beginning?”

“She was the only person I felt like opening up since she wasn’t on the band, so she wouldn’t judge considering what happened in the festival.”

“And… I know a thing or two about family pressuring you on being the best… they’re not my parents… my parents would never treat me like that if they were alive…” Oh no…

“Jaehee… “ you sniff, feeling the tears rolling down. These girls… they are sad too, but none of them seem as devastated as you right now… did they get used to it?

Things are so much more complex than they look. You’re not a manipulative little bitch, neither is Rika, and Jaehee… no, she is as strong as she looks, you just didn’t know why did she need to be that strong…

A high school band that is filled with hurt teenagers. Teenagers that are dealing with a bigger pain than they should. The last time you spoke to your mother, you were 12, and she told you that you should live your youth with joy, and you tried… you’re trying. Youth was supposed to be about joy, a band is supposed to be about the music…

“I’m really sorry, Rika…”

“What are you apologizing for now, bitch?” she asks, wiping the tears with the sleeve of her jacket.

“I left the band you care so much about. I… threw away an opportunity to sing , something… you would never do… you know, you… really are a better member than I could ever be, Rika…”

You stare at each other for a few seconds, it gets a little weird, so you nod, making her chuckle.

“You are a better singer than I could ever be… even if I was clean…”

You both smile awkwardly. Jaehee sighs and gets up, rubbing her pants to take the dirt from her knees.

“See? It’s always easier to understand each other without boy drama around.” You both chuckle and then look at each other… nope, still awkward… you and Rika look away. “So, MC… ready to come back?”

“Call a meeting with everybody. I have something to say.”

“Everybody will be waiting for you here on the break.” She smiles, opening the door.

“So I’ll see you on the break.” You get out, but come back. “You too, Rika.” Then you leave.


There was this part of you that knew Saeran wouldn’t show up… you secretly rooted for him to make an entrance like he did at Yoosung’s basement in your initiation, but you know he wouldn’t.

Well… guess Saeyoung is the drummer now.

“I knew you would come back, MC.” Zen pats your shoulder when he passes by you, entering the room.

You take one more look behind you to see if Saeran isn’t really coming. If he’s not, everybody is here now that Zen has arrived.

“Rika? Why… why are you here?” Yoosung asks, looking at her, then at you. Probably to make sure you won’t throw at each other’s throats.

“That’s what I want to know as well. MC?”

“Yes, I… I decided to come back.” You notice how Saeyoung and Zen smile triumphantly, Yoosung and Jaehee look relieved and Jumin just nods. “Under one condition…”

Then everybody looks at you intently and curiously.

“Rika has to come back too.”

“What?” Jaehee asks. “MC… how can… what…?”

“MC, what are you saying? I already told you I…” Rika looks at everybody before sighing. Yes… there’s no point in hiding anything anymore… “I can’t sing…”

“I know you can’t, but can you move your lips and dance?”

“Yes… I… I can… but what’s the point? I can’t sing!”

“Well, I can. I’ll be your voice, Rika!”

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anonymous asked:

Ur hufflepuff x slytherin stuff are so cute!!!! Could you do a scenario when slytherin asks puff to the prom/Yule ball? TYSM!

ok so I asked what genders they should have and we have Slytherin (male) and puff (female). off we go!

  • slytherin really wanted to go to the yule ball with puff this year
  • theyd talked in most of their classes, mainly charms and care of magical creatures (his favourite class, although he’d never admit it)
  • (puff could always tell it was his favourite but moving on)
  • and puff was just intending to go with friends
  • because she wasn’t dating anyone and the only guys that talked to her were either just friends, already in a relationship or not interested in girls
  • and she was fine with that
  • but slytherin wasn’t
  • he was confused as to why the rest of the school wasn’t hanging on to her every word
  • and smiling whenever she walked into the room
  • because he was
  • and surely everyone else would be too
  • but she had this hold over him
  • and he couldnt quite explain it
  • she smiled and laughed and was just overall beautiful
  • but not just on the outside
  • she listened to the ravenclaw that didn’t think she was good enough
  • and the Gryffindor that was afraid of public speaking
  • she brought up small snacks for the students that spent the whole of dinner in the common room studying
  • she leant books to those who she thought would enjoy them
  • and helped that slytherin look for his shoes when one of the Gryffindors had stolen them
  • she was just amazing
  • and he felt like she could see right through him
  • she knew him so well
  • always let him do most of the parenting in care of magical creatures just so he could hold the fluffy little mooncalves
  • and she noticed how when he was serious, his dark eyes grew extremely intense
  • and how when he was mad his eyes would narrow so much she feared for whoever had made him that angry
  • so he wanted to go with her
  • no one else
  • all of a sudden an apple was levitating towards the Hufflepuff table in the great hall that morning and dropped in front of her
  • and he was excited because he finally had the balls to ask her out and she wasn’t already going with anyone so shed have no reason to say no
  • the word ball? was spelt out in ink across the surface of the apple
  • and the way she was sitting allowed him to see her reaction
  • actually, everyone was able to see the reaction because everyone was looking at her
  • she picked up the able, confused 
  • she handed it to her friend that was sitting opposite her
  • the friend looked along the Hufflepuff table toward a boy who was smiling as he watched the scenario
  • the friend jumped up, screamed yes and ran into him for a hug
  • oh no
  • that was not supposed to happen
  • puff looks back down at the apple and puts it on a dirty plate, ready for clean up
  • her and her friends start heading back to their dormitories to get ready for classes
  • slytherin jumps up and dashes out of the hall, he forgot a charm he was supposed to have memorised before morning classes
  • he rounds the corner really fast and almost trips over someone tying their shoe
  • “oh fuck im so sor- hey” he stops short as the shorter girl stands up, smiling
  • “haha its ok” she crosses her arms and hunches over a little, awkwardly waiting for the conversation to end
  • “so your friend’s going to the ball with that David guy, huh?” he’s trying to sound casual
  • “yeah, but I don’t think she should have” she says, growing a little more comfortable
  • of course puff knew slytherin, they shared a few classes together
  • she remembered that time in care of magical creatures, when they took care of a demiguise together (it favoured slytherin much more, and she was only partly jealous)
  • “why? you don’t think Dave’s a nice guy?” he furrowed his brows and actually looked very cute
  • “no no its not that, Dave’s great,” she shuffled awkwardly, “its just that, writing ball? on an apple isn’t really the best way to ask someone to the ball. it kinda seemed like every one of his friends had a date and he went oh fuck better write prom on an apple cause its so romantic and give it to the first girl I see”
  • slytherin looked at her, partially embarrassed, “well what would you have wanted”
  • puff didn’t even seem to notice the flirting manner he said it and instead looked up, “I don’t know, just not that.”
  • a sly smile spread across slytherin’s face, “should I make a charm that releases fireworks to spell out your name next time?”
  • but the only part of that puff really heard was the part he said about a fireworks charm,  and she said with a hint of a smile, “don’t be ridiculous, you’re terrible at charms.”
  • his face went slack
  • how could she not notice
  • that im
  • flirting 
  • with
  • her
  • she tried to suppress a laugh at her own little joke and didn’t succeed
  • god her laugh was cute
  • she quickly looked at the clock at the end of the great hall
  • “oh I better get back to the dorm, classes will be starting soon.”
  • and she was gone
  • slytehrin stared after her
  • confused about how she didn’t notice any of his subtle flirting

  • the next morning
  • slytherin watched eagerly as the huffepuffs streamed into the hall
  • but puff wasn’t among them
  • no no no no no no
  • she has to be here
  • maybe he missed her
  • about 30 seconds later the doors flew open and a few of the other Slytherins flew in on broomsticks, throwing fireworks up with their wands
  • the same spell he had made them repeat back to him fifty times before they could sleep
  • sparks of light bounced around the great hall
  • then puff walked in
  • her nose red
  • her eyes puffy
  • she was sick, but she wanted some breakfast before she went to madam pomfrey
  • all of a sudden her headache got worse
  • it felt like bombs were going off inside her head
  • but she wasn’t the only one who felt that
  • and she looked around the room, half expecting everyone to be staring at the late newcomer
  • but everyones eyes were pointed upwards
  • so she looked
  • and she saw the most beautiful display of fireworks
  • yellows and oranges filled the hall
  • but most of all
  • a beautiful indigo lit up the room countless times
  • her favourite colour
  • it looked so beautiful
  • then her name was streaked among the clouds
  • and then a simple word
  • ball?
  • she was in awe
  • she looked around frantically
  • and there he was
  • in his green robes
  • standing on his seat at the opposite end of the hall
  • a few people sent her small smiles and the rest went back to eating, the show over
  • but she got out her wand
  • and with a quick flourish
  • streaks of entwining yellows and greens flashed in the great hall’s sky
  • yes
A Soulmate to Remember chap 16

AN: Sorry this is a bit late, it hasnt been very good, but I’m trying to break out of the streak, wish me luck!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13,Chapter 14, Chapter 15

Pairing: Jason Todd X Reader

Word count: 1,417

Tags:  @otaku-fangirlse, @lucy-fire20  @purplelily24, @welcometothecity, @miss-nerdalots,  @marvelimagines @naturalnation123  , @suavehayes @nervouswastelandvoid, @glrynwor, @caitlyn-blackwell 

  You found out it was around four when you woke up. You spent an hour sitting watching the landscape go by, you needed to make a plan without Ben watching, and to do that you would need a good excuse. Bathroom was out as their was one attached to your cabin… But food.. You looked up at Ben,“Did I sleep through lunch and Dinner? I could really use a bite to eat.”

  He nodded,“Of course! The Dinner car is a few over to the left. I’ll just hold onto your phone until you get back. Don’t mention our secret to any passengers!”

 "I won’t. Can I have my ticket and my ID?“

Ben nodded and handed them over, along with some cash,"Don’t spend it all in one place!”

 "Never sugar bear!“ You inwardly cringed, but if this got you though this…

 You turned and went to the door, but he stopped you,"Wait!”

  Your heart stopped and you turned back,“Yes?”

 "Don’t I get a kiss, sweetie?“

"Of course…baby,” You replied walking back over. You hesitated for a moment before leaning down and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

   You turned back around and finally got out of the room. You let out a breath of relief. And turned to the left. The dinner car was still serving, and I filled a plate and sat down at a table.  You were hungry, but didn’t feel like eating so you forced a mouthful down a little at a time. You didn’t even notice the man come to stand by you until he cleared this throat. You jumped in your seat but shifted you eyes to look up at him. He smiled at me and seemed friendly,“Hello Miss. Is this seat taken?”

  You shook your head,“N-no.”

  The man smiled,“May I sit?”

  You shrugged,“I don’t see the problem… My… Boyfriend wasn’t feeling very hungry.”

  He sat,“Thanks,” he leaned forward and you held my breath,“Names Clark, you just saved me from getting jumped from a few single ladies a few tables over.”

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Circumstance, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader (one)

Prompt: The Lin Angst fic with extra doses of pain

Word-count: 1,156

Warnings: The regular warnings fam. Cursing and a lot of SAD. So much SAD. 

Note: Chapter One: As Easy as Breathing

It’s hilarious how quickly I’m coming up with these chapters. This is such a departure from how I usually am, as you all know because it’s the reason why I’m so flaky with the writing anyway. Something to note, I guess: Chapter one occurs maybe three or four days before the prologue, which I’m guessing should explain a few things. Maybe. I don’t know. 

By the way, shout out to @butlinislin because they’ve been an absolute joy throughout my writing of this. I hope this meets your expectations, darling. :)

To counteract all this sad, the last part of Perks will be coming up soon. 

Much, much love. xx

Prologue | Chapter Two

P.S.: This is, indeed, Heights!era Lin. Enjoy!


“So my vacation is in two weeks,”


“And you still haven’t pulled your shit together.”

Lin groaned, but agreed nonetheless. “Yes, okay, your point?”

Karen only raised an eyebrow, expression caught between amusement and pity. Lin kind of hated it. “The moon-eyed look might work onstage, sweetheart, but keep it up offstage and you’ll be wearing a sign that says ‘I am desperately in love with this woman right here. Nobody else, just her’ around your neck in no time.”

He buried his head in his hands, rubbed at his eyes. A beep of a horn caught Lin’s attention and he watched as a taxi rolled perilously by, much to the aggravation of everyone else behind it. He wanted to take a photograph of this scene in front of him, apart from the renegade taxi; when the light hit Manhattan just right, the people are suffused with a honeyed glow and the streets breathe in the heat and noise. His view from the outdoor seat of a coffee shop wasn’t so bad, but they had a show in two hours. He told Karen so, and she rolled her eyes at his inelegant change of subject.

“All right, you mopey bastard, let’s get this shit running.”

They left a few bills as tips and Lin downed the last of his coffee, turned cold by the autumn winds. They barely dawdled for a few more moments before standing up to leave.

He didn’t know how many people knew—Karen knew because she was Karen and she got her way with things like this—and he could only hope that no-one else would find out. (Although at this point, it was kind of futile; he didn’t miss the sly looks and the carefully raised eyebrows that came his way whenever he so much as stood next to Y/N. From Chris especially.)

“How have rehearsals been?” Karen asked as they walked down 157th street, the words slightly muffled behind the heavy scarf she’d wrapped around her neck.

Lin shrugged. “They’ve been okay.” A bit of a lie, that one. They’ve been great, amazing really. And he knew he didn’t have to censor himself in front of Karen but anything concerning Y/N was territory he’d rather not share. And lately, a lot of things became related to Y/N.

Karen rolled her eyes once more. “Don’t bullshit me, Miranda. I know rehearsals have been bomb; you’re not the only friend I have in the company, you know.”

Lin laughed in spite of himself. “Why’d you ask me then?”

One edge of Karen’s lip quirked upwards, smug. “I wanted to hear it from you, dumbass.” She hit him over the head, Lin yelping at the brunt of it. God, Olivo could swing an arm. “Although, I am still of the opinion that you need to stop wrapping that large brain of yours around that girl; as if she isn’t already wearing your heart on her sleeve like some fancy cufflink.”

Lin already knew that. He’s heard this speech approximately more than fifty-three times.

He only shrugged, something of a smile lilting at his mouth. Karen shook her head, strands of her ebony hair whipping in the breeze.

When he arrived at vocal practice the next day, you were strangely absent.

It wasn’t that strange, for you were often late, but the fact that not even a wisp of you could be seen or heard was slightly unnerving. Lin, for the most part, managed to hide the fact that he was preoccupied with your absence, but he could not hide from Chris (and to be fair, he couldn’t hide much from Chris anyway), who cornered him thirty minutes in and questioned him not with words but with a look.

“I’m fine,” he said hastily. He was not having this conversation with Chris, because heaven knew he’d already done so enough times. “I just didn’t get any sleep—“

“Sorry, sorry!” A crash cut him off, followed by hurried, thundering footsteps and the slamming shut of a heavy door. “I know I’m super late, I’m really sorry.”

“Nice of you to join us, Y/N,” Karen said slyly, and Lin turned to the girl in question, who was panting and sheepishly running a hand through her hair. “Who were you fucking before you came down here?”

The cast and crew laughed, Y/N reddened, and Lin’s heart stopped.

“Shut up, Olivo.” Y/N said, still pink in the face, which only added to the amusement.

Lin laughed along with the others, but he could feel his heart slipping down to rest somewhere near his ankles.

Things carried on as usual, with only a few more casual japes concerning Y/N’s admittedly disheveled state being made in between breaks. You handled them with a swift punch to the shoulder and a flustered laugh.

“So,” Lin said as he slid into the seat next to you, something clenching in his stomach, “who’s the lucky one?”

You rolled your eyes, but the smile that decorated your lips told him that it was safe to ask. That might have made everything worse. “I thought you would be the one kind soul who wouldn’t ask,” you said teasingly, tongue bit between your teeth as you grinned. Lin’s heart almost couldn’t bear the tug of war; it was being wrenched up with elation and weighed down with despondency all at once and he was surprised his soul hadn’t fallen through the void it created. “I’m disappointed in you, Miranda.”

He could love you forever, he knew. If there was anything he was capable of, in that he was sure of.

Lin shrugged, the smile coming easily, because even when it was killing him, you could conjure happiness out of him as easily as breathing.

You fiddled with the phone in your hands now, your grin tempering into something smaller but no less powerful. In fact, your smile grew tender. The soft look that beheld your face both robbed him of breath and breathed life back into him.

(There were times when he was sure that he hated you, because it would be easier if he did, it would be much easier than doing whatever this was, standing aside as you took on lovers, as you looked elsewhere, because he wouldn’t push you if you didn’t want him. And you didn’t. But then he’d see you the next day, eyes bright and smile wide and his heart would yearn, and he couldn’t hate. He’d never hate you, he wasn’t capable of—)

“Robin,” you breathed, the name a sigh on your lips, and he took notice of how it sounded so sweet coming from you.

Lin smiled at you then, and his chest was going to burst, he just knew it, and then there’d be a mess on the wall because of it and god, Karen was right, you had his heart in your hands, and you didn’t even know—

“His name is Robin.”

CLF: Tendrement, Pasionement (D)

A/N: Sooo… my brain has been moving at about a thousand miles an hour, and really, you guys are gonna kill me later. For now, though…

WARNINGS: Heart-to-hearts everywhere, crying, THERE IS SOME SERIOUS AWKWARD. Swearing. 

Word Count: 2157


TRACK: Star Spangled Man–CATFA & I Wish I Didn’t Love You So–Betty Hutton (I know, 1947, but still good)

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RFA+V+Unknown+Vanderwood MC that has a baby at home or at the apartment

Okay idk if the title makes sense, but it’s where MC has a kiddo and she’s basically trapped in the apartment, so she’s like um im a mom I gotta go man or like umm… i have my kid with me what do i do???. Something like that. the babies are random, some will be a 1 year old girl or and infant boy. who knows~


  • Lucky for you, you got a babysitter.
  • While in the apartment you called and got someone to watch your kiddo
  • So as days went on and on you were missing your baby
  • And then Yoosung being the worried lil cinnamon roll that he is asked
  • “MC? you seem upset…what’s wrong?”
  • Ugh bless his pure heart
  • “I just miss my daughter”
  • hold the fucken phone
  • Daughter???
  • “You’re a mom????”
  • you explain that you were a teen mom and that you haven’t been away from your child this long
  • He teared up a bit at your story
  • He was calling up Seven to fix this
  • “Shes a mama in need, help a brotha out fam”
  • So things got arranged were your little girl brought to you.
  • You and her stayed in the apartment and you felt much better
  • To thank him you would send him pictures of your daughter
  • “Aw she looks just like you!” You haven’t seen my face
  • So when the party came around you brought her and he just fell in love.
  • He treated her as his own. it gave him more of a reason to finish college so he could support you and her


  • Honestly you didn’t completely trust anyone to tell them you have a little 11 month old girl with you at the apartment
  • And you were worried about what they would think
  • then when Zen got hurt you just wanted to go and help him and you got the chance to go with Jumin’s help
  • But your little Girl…Do you think he would like you once he found out about her?
  • “Zen…is there anything that would make you stop liking me?”
  • *que dramatic zen gasping*
  • “Never! I know we’ve only known each other for a little bit but there isn’t a thing you could do that would make my feelings for you go away.”
  • Okay you were more confident, you got ready to head out to meet him at his home, baby in tow
  • You didn’t get a chance to say you were a mom because he left the chatroom to clean his home for you
  • You stand in front of his home really nervous but knock anyways
  • He opened the door and looked at you
  • “MC is that yo-…a baby?”
  • He was very confused
  • “hehe Hi Zen”
  • He invited you in before slamming the door in Driver Kim’s face 
  • You quickly explained that this is indeed your baby and you apologized for hiding it
  • “I didn’t want you to hate me…”
  • oh boy
  • He feels so bad
  • Immediate hug
  • “You and your baby are always welcome”
  • With that cleared up things went along pretty well
  • You ended up telling the rest you had a baby with you the whole time.
  • Yoosung’s reaction
  • was
  • funny as hell
  • Your little girl took a liking to Zen 
  • After Zen saw how beautiful your baby is and how well of a mother you are
  • He knew you two were perfect for him and he just
  • “Can i adopt her?”
  • que blushies
  • Boom Lil baby MC and you were stuck with him forever


  • She figured it out. Baehee smart
  • She noticed in the chat how you acted with the others
  • “Yoosung! you need to go to bed!”
  • “Zen honey you should be more careful”
  • “Seven you are just too cute! i wanna pinch your wittle cheeks!” might or might not be talkin bout his ass  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • Then she just asked
  • “MC are you a mom?”
  • “Hmmm? ya I’m a mama”
  • Called it~
  • She was curious about everything
  • were you older then you let on? or were you a young mother? where is your child?
  • you just told her you have a two year old
  • and your son was with your mom
  • She understood how hard it must be for you to be away from him
  • So she would check on you constantly asking about him
  • Pretty much worried about you two like a mother hen she is
  • Soon enough she cared about your son as much as you do
  • You were able to bring him to the party
  • She was in LOVE He was EVERYTHING
  • Just how you described him
  • She just could imagine him running around the shop helping
  • She was excited to be apart of his life


  • had no idea
  • The man was so worried about his bb Elizabeth to be worried about yours
  • But then when he became closer to you he wanted to know more about you
  • When Jaehee asked if you would go visit Jumin you were like
  • uhhhhhh…Does he like kids?
  • But she was desperate and you felt bad for her
  • so you didn’t say anything
  • Well when you showed up at the apartment
  • He was surprised to see you…and a baby…
  • “hehe…surprise?”
  • It was a literal baby only 5 months old
  • exe.Jumin has stopped
  • Well dafuk does he do now?
  • But surprisingly this wasn’t so bad
  • Seeing you be a good mom made him want you more
  • “You’ll be a great mother to our children” Hold up bucko give me my ring first
  • And don’t tell me he didn’t buy everything for the kid Jumin he’s only 5 months he can’t have that
  • At the party he was practically labeling himself as the father
  • But you didn’t mind all that much gonna get some Gucci diapers


  • Welp we’re in a pickle
  • once he saw you in the apartment holding a 1 year old he knew you shouldn’t be here
  • He called up V and’s like
  • “Master your slave has some news”
  • V was worried too but you wanted to do this So they’re like
  • “Ight you can stay”
  • I strongly believe Vanderwood would be royally pissed because Seven would spend more time watching you two then he would before
  • So remember that bomb? haha seven din’t think of it at first and then he’s like
  • “Oh shit”
  • and then the whole unknown thing happened
  • “We have Gucci diapers in paradise~”
  • “Keep talking”
  • Enter seven and the whole drama that happened
  • You had your hands full with your baby to care that seven was trying to give you the silent treatment
  • Seven actually got wrapped up in the whole kid thing
  • He fell more in love with you playing with your baby
  • it was one moment when your baby plopped down beside him and passed out
  • error 707 died of cuteness
  • He was sold, him and your lil boy were tight I think Your son liked seven more then you
  • He got no work done he was too busy playing dad
  • you too might as well get married you two acted like it
  • “Saeyoung! {insert baby name here} can’t eat those!”
  • “But MC!”
  • “NO!”
  • Baby took the Honey budda chips while you two argued
  • won’t be long till lil baby has a sibling~


  • Um…should had checked if she had a baby girl before inviting her into the club
  • the damage was done
  • He would go into the chats more frequently to check on you
  • you expressed how much you missed your 3 year old
  • hmmmm…
  • “Seven Could you do something for me please?”
  • “Slave is always willing to help master”
  • “Uh thanks?”
  • V personally brought your baby to you because he felt bad
  • From when he picked your baby to dropping her off he bonded with the kid okay?
  • He had a hard time giving her back to you
  • He stayed for a bit and helped you with her Rika can wait
  • He found it harder to leave but he did Fuck we almost had him
  • But he would still message asking how you and her were
  • When it came to the party he was there and he made a bee line to you and your baby
  • and your 3 year old little girl just
  • “Jihyun”
  • We got him, you taught your little girl to say his name
  • Hook line and sinker He couldn’t leave you
  • Although he did think about Rika he was reminded about you every time Your little girl called him name
  • and how much you wanna bet later in life V taught your little girl to say
  • “Marry me?”


  • He didn’t care
  • yeah okay you have a kid big whoop
  • honestly i think he would hate you a little for being a mom 
  • She deserves whatever happens, the kid is gonna be all fucked up because moms just corrupt you
  • And then
  • He watched you for awhile how you interacted with your baby
  • what? is this how moms are?
  • You were all bright and shiny, your little boy was all bubbly and happy
  • She’s a good mom? what?
  • He’s truly confused
  • he had a slew of emotions
  • He’s angry at you for reminding him of his mom
  • Confused that he’s seen what a good mother you are
  • and…jealous of your baby  
  • “Why did he get a good mom and i didn’t?”
  • you saw him, the boy didn’t have a good cover at this point
  • he was having a mental breakdown in the street
  • “are you okay?”
  • He jumped 
  • He was supposed to be watching you not the other way around
  • You put your hand on his forehead with a concerned face
  • you’re in my bubble lady 
  • all blushy and confused
  • He run away from you with his heart pounding
  • What.just.happened???
  • What ended up happening is he only chose you so he could keep an eye on you
  • he didn’t understand how you were able to be carved into his heart so suddenly
  • after meeting him again in the apartment You would go with seven to find him
  • and with your motherly instincts and heart I think you’ll be able to heal him. 
  • He would come to really like you baby
  • He would have to if he plans to have kids with you like he wants to


it got too long so I’m just going to make it a short fan fic okay? the idea’s are flowing guys okay? I’ll put a link or something when i upload it, but wow you and Vanderwood falling in love?!?! oh this should be fun

Master list of my headcanons

Ray’s headcanon

Dear Mutuals,

This gif set is for you.

I haven’t been online since Friday 23rd, which is quite poopy of me, since I haven’t answered your kind messages and reblogged your posts, which I really enjoy doing. I’ve had a self-induced SKAM hiatus. I feel really happy when I see a fellow mutual post a gif set, text post or a piece of art they’ve created for this wonderful SKAMily. I’ve just been in my emo state and closed myself off from tumblr and the world of SKAM (which you can see from my unupdated blog). I didn’t know how the reaction of it all ending would be here on tumblr, and since my cat has started to refuse being a cuddly ball of fluff in which I bury all my tears in, I didn’t have anyone to be around with physically (except for my cat and horse, but they don’t really understand when I go all emo on them) to help solve my many personal emotions that were raised with the last clip and all of the seasons of SKAM. But I’ve revived myself, and can see myself staying here on tumblr until the foreseeable future. I’ve made too many friends to just shut myself from tumblr for much longer, and I’d really like to continue being in touch with you all.

This gif set is each clip that Evak kissed<3 Sorry for not being online, sorry sorry sorry.

@br1skeby Faen Johanne, min Guru. I hope you know what you mean to me, so I’ll spare you a huuuugee multi-chapter piece of writing to show that (unless if you need a sudden boost of happiness, then dm me and I’ll be on it like a car bonnet)<3 Your writing metaphorically kills me each time you drop a new bomb ass chapter. I’m really happy I’m able to fangirl with you, be it over Evak, Yousana or Levi ;)

@beanievaltersen Hehe :3 As long as you’re happy with your new mattress, Evak and I am happy too :D  You must know what you mean to me too, but we need to revive our crazy theories about what all the Skam Squads are up to! Also, it’s an absolute honour to beta-read your artistry works!! kdjfakd I have no chill about how much I love it!!!

@du-er-ikkealene Elise, you will forever be my soup-bro :D (I really hope you remember why I’mma call you that, if not, I’ll remind you!) Taakk tak tak tak for introducing me to Kensington! They, and you, have inspired me to make cool gif sets of their beautiful, meaningful lyrics, and you will also forever continue to put me in awe of all the various, creative names you make up for Noorhelm :P  (Plus, ily)

@isakschili I’m now listening to Kent on a daily basis, thanks to you, crazy Swedish music-loving girl :*  And you neeeeeed to drop the second chapter of your fic ASAP!! You can’t just leave me hanging on an ending like that– you’ll end up making me even more mad for your fic than I already am ;)  And, in my lil head, you’re my musician buddy! Once a musician buddy, always a musician buddy.

@julieseven Daaayyyyyaamnnnnnn Sue. You must also already know what you mean to me. But seriously tho… If you don’t, then open whatsapp later tonight, and you’ll find out fo sure then.

@levok I’m on the countdown for roasting the new US Skam with you! That’s the only reason as to why I’m probably going to watch it!! And you have contributed to me writing better Danish and thinking outside the box in regards to theories and all, which is really ace! Tak, tak tak tak!! And you’re a bloody wonderful person to talk to! You never fail to make me snort air out of my nose, which basically counts as a laugh.

@prinsenimittliv Tenna I promise I’m going to write that headcanon for you! I feel really bad that I’ve left it so long, but it’s given me more time to think about different angles I can take it from<3 For every beautiful piece of art you create, I will in return write you especially a headcanon! Alt for dig, girl! Plus, dayyYYYAAAmmmMMMMmmmmm your haircut looks hella fine! :*

@chillerhjemmeisak I keep on saying it, and I’ll say it again: GOOD LUCK ON YOUR A-LEVELS!!!! :D  I promise you that with the power of The Biology Buddies, you will ace them! And that’s a promise! In an AU, we’re running around London in crazy Chris-inspired outfits.

@loooreleii Heyyy youu<3 I also hope you know how kind and sweet and funny and just all the lovely adjectives you are. Your artwork kills me (metaphorically) everytime! I’m so grateful that you share it with us<3  I really would like to keep in touch with you, also so that I can update you with how my new life in Germany will be (Update: I’VE FOUND A FAMILY TO LIVE WITH!!! IN STUTTGART, well not in Stuttgart, in a little town outside of it, but still!) Ich liebe dich<3  Plus, I’m buzzing with all sorts of ideas for the 5 different kisses drabble idea you gave me! Can’t wait to write it for you!

@asflowerpot1 You were the first person I spoke to on this crazy site! If you hadn’t reached out to me so that we could fangirl together, I probably would’ve stayed alone and quite in my own lil fangirl bubble :)  I love how we can literally feel each other’s emotions through the use of caps lock and I just really connect with you! I look forward to continuing our crazy long messages and emo feels together!<3

@eivseank Diana, promise that you’ll remember this: Du. Er. Ikke. Alene. I will be there for you to share our happiness between us, and our sad times. Because that’s what friends do. Please, please remember that<3  I love our long messages about travelling the world and eating 100% cocoa chocolate! :P  Make sure to sleep really well this summer, and to eat loads of ice-cream!!

@isaksredscarf Gael, you da BOMB!.com  Thank you again, endlessly for bringing me into the skamfwn- it’s really boosted my confidence in writing, and everytime I published some little drabble, I always knew I could count on you to tell me how it was!<3 I’ve got an AO3 now, where I’m called tacha_bacha because I thought ‘mannentilminkardemomme’ would be quite long :P  so, yay! This past week I’ve been slowly easing my way back into the wonderful, glorious SKAM world by reading and writing fic, which has definitely lifted my m00d by 110%, no doubt about it. Say ‘hi’ to your fuffy, adorable cat!

@sweetevak Ayo Emotional Overload, let’s keep sending dank memes of Honk vs. Cat in sunglasses :D  Also, I’ll literally never let you forget that you were the one to get me into writing!! You’re a godess! (At least, you’re my writing godess). I miss when you’d send seriously cute lil headcanons of Evak- they were pure and sweet, and just what every single hc in this crazy world should be made of<3

I’m going on holiday to The Motherland (aka. Denmark) this Tuesday for 11 days with my friend who has never been, and I’m not bringing my laptop, so writing any drabble will be harder on my phone, but I will do it for you all!! Because I love writing for you and seeing your sweet reactions in the tags and comments. I’m also bringing a notepad along, so there will definitely be a lot of inspiration coming to me! I’ve already started thinking about writing an AU -whaaaaaaattt???? This is new territory for me, but I’m so excited to be doing it with all of you, both my beautiful mutuals and followers (AND BEAUTIFUL ANON, IF YOU’RE READING THIS THEN REMEMBER THAT YOU PHYSICALLY AND LITERALLY MAKE ME SMILE!!!!! WHICH IS ONE OF THE BEST EFFECTS ONE CAN HAVE ON A PERSON!)

Jeg elsker dere alle! Have a wonderful summer. I really look forward to reblogging EVERYTHING I see! *sends an infinite amount of kisses*

Love from,

Natacha :o)