im just what you made god

Rip Clubpenguin

Idk with clubpeguin shutting today i thought I share some memories of this fuckn site

  • I remember the day I made it. I was at my grandma’s house and I was ten and i started off with a 1 month membership
  • All the kids at recess would fight over the computers to play it and everyone in my school always went to ‘Tundra’ to play
  • The site crashing when Rockhopper came and everyone fighting to get on his ship that was hell
  • The surfing game was my fav and i was so mad when I found out they made survival for paid members
  • That fuckin flood once and I think an avalanche. I just remember a lot of events happening once 
  • I REMEMBER THAT MISSION WHERE YOU GOT LOST IN THE WOODS EVERYONE I KNEW LOST THEIR BECAUSE THEY DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO AND THEN ONE FRIEND WAS LIKE “i got so scared when i had to burn the book!”
  • Halloween was always my fav event 
  • Im looking through a book in the game and god, all those events (the earthquake, fairs, fitness games in ‘08 
  • TIP THE ICEBERG
  • REMEMBER WHEN THE GOLDEN PUFFLE WAS A MYTH AND PEOPLE WHERE LOOKING FOR IT AND THEN YOU GOT ADOPT IT?????
  • When you could get belts in the dojo and Sensei was hard to beat
  • I shit you not once when I was with a friend we followed two penguins back to an igloo and hid quite well (they didn’t know we where there) and they started to have like fake sex. Like serious we watched these kids (they had to be kids cause of how they typed) having their penguins take off their clothes and fake having it and my friend then did a “hehe” AND THE TWO OTHER PEGUINS RAN GOD THAT WAS SOMETHING
  •  I stopped playing around the start of HS but holy hell clubpenguin was my childhood and I remember just having so much fun and playing it all the damn time

(add more memories if you want but these are some of mine)

RIZ AHMED CREATED BACKSTORY FOR BODHI I AM CRYING

Ahmed also revealed some pieces of Bodhi Rook’s history that never made it onscreen. “Bodhi grew up on Jedha. It’s been a troubled planet for a long time. It’s occupied by Imperial forces, and I was thinking, ‘What makes you want to be a cargo pilot and just fly long distances for the Empire?’ I always imagined he was supporting maybe a single mother.”

In his mind, Bodhi was the only child from a poor family who agreed to work with the Empire because his mother was sick and had no one else to support her. “He’s taking a job, which a lot of people wouldn’t take. They’d think he was a collaborator with the evil forces,” Ahmed says. “He’s in a position of necessity rather than privilege, and I also think the desire to kind of fly and escape is a strong one. He’s someone who’s always kind of dreamed of escaping and leaving his home world behind, which also speaks to his ability to turn away from the political reality of Jedha.”

Then something happens that changes his mind and makes him turn against the Empire and try to help the Rebellion.

“In my mind, I think he would have lost his mother not too long ago, before we meet him, and that, in a weird way, makes him reassess,” Ahmed says. “It liberates him more. What he’s doing with his life, given that we’re only here for a short period of time?”

With his mother gone, there would be no one left in his life for the Empire to punish for his resistance.

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anonymous asked:

Oh my god im so dead after bellamy's scream. What do you think he thought/felt in the moment and what do you think he's going to do next?

short answer: he’s going to be dead inside my dude

long answer: oh man, i wasn’t even gonna publish this, i just quickly wrote it for @wellamyblake, but it holds all my Feelings about what bellamy is experiencing. SO, HERE, HAVE CLARKE COMFORTING BELLAMY.


Clarke finds him in the same room they made the list in. He’s sitting on the couch, bent over with his elbows on his knees, his hands over his face.

Every part of her is instantly relieved to have found him. “Bellamy,” she says quietly. He doesn’t lift his head. “I heard what happened.” Her voice breaks a little. She can’t believe it herself– Octavia, gone.

She expects him to tell her to go away. To shout at her, to do something. but he doesn’t. He just sits on that couch. He doesn’t look up. It’s like she’s not even here.

Heart-rate quickening, Clarke approaches him, sinking onto the couch next to him and putting her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it. “Bellamy?”

He still doesn’t respond.

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Evak + Richard Siken: You Are Jeff.
“This is the essence of love and failure. You see what I mean but you’re happy anyway, and that’s okay, it’s a love story after all, a lasting love, a wonderful adventure with lots of action.”

anonymous asked:

hihihi i love ur neighbor au SO MUCH the shownu had me dyiNG it's so accurate, and the spicy changkyun one BOI i died anyways can i possibly ask for the last of the series, a cute hyungwon one?? Thank u and bless u :')

the other members can be found here:
wonho / shownu / kihyun / minhyuk /changkyun / jooheon 

  • owns a one room apartment because it’s cheap and he doesn’t really need a kitchen,,,,when kihyun was helping him look at apartments hyungwon was just like “i need there to be room for a king sized bed.” and kihyun was like “oh but this place even has an extra closet it just costs a bit mo-” “kihyun,,,,,,,all i need is a place to sleep.”
  • has a full length mirror in the hallway and openly admits that he checks himself out in it. doesn’t openly admit that he’ll sometimes dance in front of it when he’s getting ready too 
  • his brother begged him to not put up the photo of him when he first enlisted in the army but hyungwon,,,,being the person he is,,,,hung that photo right up next to his nightstand 
  • but it’s cute,,,he hung up photos of his family alongside it because no matter what he misses them a lot
  • has a copy of every magazine he was a model in and keeps them in a stack on his bookshelf alongside a bunch of books on fashion and traveling,,,,,
  • every time his friends come over they pull out a magazine and tease hyungwon over his modeling but hyungwon’s like yall just mad because you’re not this beautiful 
  • his coffeemaker is the most expensive thing in his apartment 
  • has a mug that says ‘until this mug is empty, im not technically awake’,,,,it was a gift from minhyuk 
  • fashionable hyungwon only exists in the streets. when he’s at home it’s big old t-shirt, froggy pajama pants, and froggy slippers,,,,,,,,i like to think he also owns a froggy pillow just because hyungwon + frogs is a meme or whatever but it’s also super cute,,,,,,,
  • wears glasses around the building and people don’t recognize who he is until he takes them off and they’re like OH it’s the model from floor eleven!!! and hyungwon is like slinking his way back to the elevator with very un-model like posture LOL
  • you’ve known ever since he moved in because when he was trying to get all his boxes up to his apartment 
  • he was going at the most painstakingly slow speed,,,like literally one box at a time,,,,,and you felt bad watching this dude with his noodle arms try to move all by himself
  • so you offered to help and hyungwon had tried to say it was ok but then you’d lifted like three boxes and he was like you know what please do help me lol
  • and after you two were done you pointed at your door across the hall and you were like “im your neighbor, neighbors should help each other!! since i helped you today,,,,”
  • and you had looked him and down and hyugwon had tilted his head in confusion and you were like 
  • “since i helped you today, promise me if i ever need your help idk,,,,since you’re so tall,,,,,fixing a lightbulb or something,,,you’ll help me? deal?”
  • and you’d stuck your hand out and hyungwon,,,,although usually unwilling to sign himself up to doing something aside from taking a nap,,,,had shook your hand back 
  • and since then you’ve just you know,,,, been good neighbors to each other 
  • you always see each other in the evening when you’re coming back from work and hyungwon will already have his glasses on and his hair a mess and you always giggle because he seems like the opposite of a model and he’ll just shrug because doesn’t he actually look better this way?
  • and it’s just very casual and friendly and you say goodbye to each other as you go into your apartments
  • but one night hyungwon notices that you’re not there when he’s waiting for the elevator but he shrugs it off because??? maybe you have overtime or you’re out with friends
  • but when he’s home, already laying down reading his favorite webtoon e looks at the time and it’s like,,,,close to midnight
  • and just to make sure you’re ok,,,he gets up and goes to knock on your door
  • deciding that he’d rather just make up some excuse how he ran out of toilet paper and isn’t just you know,,,,worried
  • but then??? you don’t answer
  • and hyungwon tells himself that he’s not worried and he’s not panicking over you,,,his neighbor,,,,,,who he obviOUSLY hasn’t been fond of since you helped him out,,,,,like haha what no,,,,
  • and that’s totally not the reason he goes outside of the building in his slippers at like 1am just to see if you’re coming home really late,,,,like noooo he’s going to the corner store to get himself a really super late night snack
  • and as he’s coming out of the store, untouched ice-cream in hand he sees you
  • and you’re just walking really slowly, yawning against your palm because your boss made you stay to finish up documents that aren’t even a part of your job and you just,,,, really want some sleep
  • and when you look over you see hyungwon,,,,in his froggy slippers with ice-cream and you’re like “hey,,,,why are you up this late?” and hyungwon just snorts because he’s like i could ask you the same thing
  • and you stick your tongue out but you’re like my devil of a boss made me do work that’s not even mine can you bELIEVE IT
  • and hyungwon is still holding that ice-cream,,,,his heartbeat finally settling down at the sight of your face 
  • and you notice how he’s quietly just staring at you and you look down at his hand and you’re like “the ice-creams gonna melt???” and he’s like i don’t really care 
  • and you’re like cool can i have it???? and you grab it and unwrap it and hyungwon can’t help but smile to himself and you’re like eating, the glum look on your face gone
  • and you and hyungwon get into the elevator and you’re like “so seriously, why are you up right now? you told me once you could sleep for like 29 hours!!!” and hyungwon is like i wanted a late night snack and you’re like dude,,,,,im eating your late night snack c’mon tell me the real reason
  • and hyungwon adjusts his glasses with his hand and looks away and you’re like ???????? and he’s like “sorry,,,i was worried,,,i guess,,,”
  • and you almost choke on your icecream because wait,,,,
  • worried??????
  • about?????????? you????
  • hyungwon who could sleep through a thunderstorm, who forgot your first name for the first three months you knew each other, who as never told you he’s been worried about /anything/,,,,,,,,
  • hyungwon was worried about you?
  • and you get to your floor and you’re both silent but you’re like,,,,,well!!!don’t worry because im fine,,,,,,im gonna go sleep though~~ ok bye!!
  • and hyungwon sees you disappear inside without another word and he doesn’t really know what to think of it so he goes inside too
  • but you’re,,,,,,,standing in your hallway,,,,cheeks pink and you’re like wait,,,,does he,,,,,does he like me,,,,,,,,did he just not want to admit it,,,??
  • and in the morning you and hyungwon bump into each other and hyungwon is obviously acting awkward and you’re like “give me your phone” and he’s like huh
  • and you’re like “you said you were worried about me right, well here’s my number. just text me the next time you’re worried. plus,,,,,,,,i can text you if i ever get worried.”
  • and hyungwon’s looking at you in shock and you’re like ,,,,, getting a bit red and you’re like,,,,,,,heY we made a promise before about helping each other we can make the same promise about worrying too,,,,,that or you know,,,,,
  • and the door opens to the lobby but hyungwon doesn’t get out and neither do you and he’s like “,,,you know,,,what?” and you’re like,,,,,,you know,,,,,,how couples just worry about each other without a promise because you like the person so you worry oh god im rambling
  • and before you know it hyungwon leans in and presses his lips to yours and you’re like !!!!!!!! i guess,,,he agrees on the couple thing!!!!!!!!
  • but the doors close before either of you can get out and the elevator is going back up and you pull back and you’re like hYUNGWON im goinG TO be LATE for the bUS now,,,
  • and he shrugs and pulls you around the waist closer to him and he’s like more time for us to kiss-
  • and you’re like no no no you don’t get to kiss me since you made me late ):< 
  • hyungwon: :’( ok ill kiss you after we both comeback from work 
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Imagine being a salvatore and Kol, Enzo, Kai and Klaus all competing for you.

“I think weve all made it obvious were smitten with you love but these havent got the memo that you prefer me so please tell them” enzo asked.

“You!” Kol laughed “Whats even special about you? There are thousands of vampires literally just like him but few like me darling”.

“Like us you mean” klaus snapped “y/n why have Kol when you can have the true original?” Klaus asked spreading his arms “im an upgrade from my little brother.

“God the english accent is killing me, come on y/n everyone knows youd prefer an american sweetheart, pick me and show them” kai smiled sweetly “you wont regret it”.

——
(Stefan and damon watching from far away)

“Well enzo has my vote" Damon piped up. “No way!” Stefan yelled “enzos a creep! If you had to pick one go for kai just not klaus, hes killed everyone”. “Not kai hes a serial killer! Not to mention hes so messed up” Damon said shaking his head. “And what kol isnt! Stefan laughed “kols killed thousands and turned hundreds!”. “Hence she should pick enzo”. “Maybe we should just make them all fight” stefan laughed “whoever kills the other 3 would be good enough for me”. “Kill 3 birds with one stone” damon grinned. “Guys not making it any easier! I can hear you!” You yelled making them both jump. “Sorry take your time” damon called back “im still team enzo”.

anonymous asked:

hi!! sorry it wouldnt let me send more asks haha. i'll tell you the rest of what happened, but i gotta be upfront and say that i cant provide you with real "PROOF" of what happened bc i'm really, really not comfortable with sharing the pic of us since the pic+the story 10000% outs me (even if it's just on the internet. i have irl friends here.) so enjoy the story, but i totally get if you don't publish it because there's not solid proof (not that it's insider-y or really has any info to it lmao)

so i spot them (not like it was difficult ha) and i was like holy shit my time has come. im finally getting my louis+starbucks moment in the sun. so after about 30 seconds of ??????? i bucked up and went over and i was like mega shy because IT’S SO AWKWARD APPROACHING A CELEB I HAD NO IDEA. like i mean i kinda assumed it would be, but i’ve literally never done it before so i had no idea just how bad it would be……. 

 4. but anyways i did the whole “omg louis, i love you, i love the band, kjdhfjsdh” thing and he was very sweet and had this big old grin on his face and was acting kind of silly idk how to explain it but he was just being very jokey i guess. and then idk what powers from above gave me the clarity of mind to do this, but right when it probably should’ve been time for me to just ask for a pic and walk away, i went for it. i feel like everyone always has their “one thing” 

 5. they wanna say to one of the guys and ever since mitam i have always, always, always said that if i ever met any of them i would say something about end of the day. so basically i just started rambling and i was more or less just like, “i just wanted to say thank you for end of the day. i dont know if you know this and i dont know what your intentions were with the song or whatever, but just thank you 

 6. because there’s a very large group of us that have kind of taken it to be a song about girls that love girls and it just really means a lot since it’s such a fun, positive song. so thank you.” and it obviously came out 98539485793485 times more awkward and jumbled than that but whatever. and he wasn’t like, “omg!!! you got it!! that’s what it’s about!!!” or anything at all like that, but he just got like…very?? soft and sweet. 

 he stopped grinning like he had been during our entire exchange. like that big cheesy fan grin he always does idk?? and instead he just had this very soft and sweet smile and he GAVE ME THE SOFTEST HUG IN THE ENTIRE WOLRD!!!! HE HUGGED ME!!!! HE INITIATED THE HUGGGGGG!!! and it was just a very soft hug im sorry iknow ive used that word like eighty times but it’s true!!!! and during the hug i kinda turned back into fan girl mush and i was like “thank you thank you thank youuuuu” 

and then he was like, “thank you, love,” and then oli took a pic of us haha. and after this two minute encounter i literally only have one thing to say: idk shit about larry or babygate or any of that bullshit. all i know is that louis tomlinson was incredibly sweet and kind and he is not the attention seeking asshole that people on my dash have been slowly making him out to be.

so yeah basically he was just sweet and kind. i really, really don’t want to be connected with this story (i got burned a while back by someone accidentally outing me on tumblr and it made for an awkward convo with the girl i kinda like…) but yes!!! it just is what it is :) i totally get it if you dont wanna publish, but it’s cool if you do. (and this is me praying to god im not in any pap pics. but oh well.) 

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Oh. My. God.  I know I’m going to have to call this a rumor, but this is the best story!!!  I hope it’s true. It sounds true and it sounds exactly like I would think something like this would happen :)

Thank you so much for sharing. Thank you!!  
 

MCR speech:

Right now I’m just thinking back to the first time I listened to the Black Parade album (it was like 2 and a half months ago) and just wow. I was a totally different person then. And now I know about this frickin amazing band that has created the greatest music I have ever frickin heard and im so grateful holy shit im gonna go cry now.

Just thinking about the first time i even heard welcome to the black parade while i listen to it and it just makes me so fucking happy that i found this band. I wouldnt be me without this band oh my god. Why is it so amazing. Like how. How did i not know about it before? Honestly whats wrong with me. They are just so amazing oh my fuckin god my chest hurts. It feels like someone has stabbed me and twisted the knife.

MCR… you kill me, yet revive me. You scare me, yet intrigue me. How. Like what genetic chance made these beautiful humans that came together to make this music that literally transports my soul to another dimension.

These last 2 months have been a rollercoaster of emotions oh my god im so grateful.
Like is it possible to just give everything i have to the boys for making these masterpieces of beautiful musical creation. Oh wait… it wouldn’t be enough. NOTHING WOULD BE ENOUGH BECAUSE WHAT THEY HAVE CREATED IS SO AMAZING AND NOW I WANNA DIE OK BYE

ironic dyslexia

pairing: lin x reader (go figure)

prompt: dyslexic author writes a book that lin loves and he meets her and invites her to see hamilton

warnings: hastag makeout and swearing

word count: 3,069

a/n: happy to write some more for you all. this is one of my favorites. kind of pointless, very sweet. i love lin, but what’s new honestly (ps mY SISTER GOT ENGAGED AND IM SO HAPPY)



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Today was hard. You could usually manage, but there was something about today that just made writing so fucking hard. God, you couldn’t even get through a paragraph without the little red line haunting every mistake you made while typing. You had an interview today with a publishing company - what if they asked you to read a chapter from your book? The job would be gone the first time you messed up your w’s and m’s. You groaned, pushing your computer away from you seat at the diner.

It was strange. You would go to type a ‘g’ and think, “g is the lowercase version of G,” and “G looks like a 6,” so you would type a 6. It took much longer for you to get your thoughts out, and you often had to stop and think about what you were writing. God, you hoped they wouldn’t give you a typing test. Do they even still do those?

The waiter brought over a plate of hash browns and your cup of coffee. You ate silently, hoping that maybe the food and caffeine would lift your moral. Dyslexia was hard enough, but being an author made it ten times worse.

Your mom laughed - actually laughed out loud - when you told her that you were writing your first book. She thought you had been completely joking. You pushed it though, not only proving her wrong, but more importantly proving to yourself that a disability wasn’t your definition.

And you did. Your first book was off the charts, every day gaining more attention and praise. You even did a segment on The Ellen Show; that’s what happens when you work your ass off.

You had just started packing up your laptop when a voice startled you.

“Excuse me?”

Your head turned quickly as you jumped back slightly. You settled when you realized it was just a young girl. She was kicking the ground, embarrassed. You laughed lightly, “Yes?”

She looked back up to you - she couldn’t be older than ten. “Are you Y/N?”

You nodded, “What can I do for you, love?”

Her smile grew. She pushed a piece of hair from eyes behind her ear, “My mom read me your book and it’s my favorite.”

Taking in a breath, you grinned. This was a whole new community of people that you hadn’t expected to reach, “Thank you so much, that means the world to me.”

She smiled a little bigger, “I have dyslexia too,” she said. Then, instantly embarrassed, she looked back down.

Your heart swelled; you were rarely confronted about your reading disability. Still, rather than being sheepish over the comment, you felt empowered - inspired even.

You leaned in a little closer, touching her shoulder. “Don’t ever let it stop you from doing what you love, okay?”

She looked back up, then nodding a little, she gave you a hug before running back to the table where her dad sat. He gave you a nod of gratitude before looking back to his daughter.

Honest to God, this had never happened to you before. Sure, you had met a few teens who had read your book, but never anyone younger. Even then, never someone who had felt empowered by reading your story. It was a story about a beach house for God’s sake. And they probably had no idea how many times you spelt ‘beach’ 'baech.’ Still, your heart smiled at the gesture. Maybe today wouldn’t be so hard after all.

Pulling your bag over your shoulder, you headed towards the door before you were stopped once again.

“Wait!” Someone called from behind you, your foot halfway out the door. You were rarely noticed in public - and especially not twice in one morning.

It was a man with a shoulder length hair, the top pulled back from his face. He had a book in his hand. It wasn’t until he was right in front of you that you recognized the cover; it was your book. You let a small smile escape, a blush flooding your cheeks. He was handsome.

He let out half a grin, “Y/N?” You nodded, cueing him to continue. “I’m a huge fan - I’m actually kind of awestruck right now and I’m rambling because you’re very pretty and very talented and -”

You laughed, interrupting him, “Thank you.”

He took in a sharp breath, shoving an outstretched hand towards you, “I’m Lin.”

You shook his hand, thinking about how Lin shouldn’t be too difficult to remember. “Y/N,” you greeted, hoping your hands weren’t too clammy.

After a moment of holding your hand too long, he quickly pulled back, scratching the back of his neck.

“What can I do for you?” You asked softly, bringing his eyes back to yours.

“Oh!” He laughed, extending the book towards you, “I was wondering if you could sign my book for me.”

You fished around your bag for a pen for a moment before realizing that he had a sharpie in his hand. You giggled before started writing in his book.

Lin -
     Thank you so much for reading my book. And don’t worry - your nervous ramble was adorable.
     Always,
          Y/N

Rereading your note to make sure you hadn’t mixed any letters up, you debated on adding your phone number, but you figured that was much riskier than you felt like being.

He gratefully took the book back, shutting it before even reading it. Shaking his head slightly, he smiled, “My cast is going to flip.”

“Cast?” You questioned, suddenly confused.

“Uh, yeah - I’m in this musical about Alexander Hamilton.” He said sheepishly.

Your eyes went wide, “The one here?”

He nodded, “Why? Is there more than one?” He threw you a wink, making your heart skip despite your eye roll.

Still, you giggled before shaking your head, “I don’t think so. My sister just saw it a few weeks ago.”

He smiled with his entire face, “Really? What’d she think of it?”

“She said it was incredible.”

Lin laughed before doing a little dance, “I can try and score you some tickets - the cast would love to meet you. We’ve all read your book.”

You snatched his copy from his, causing his brows to furrow. Quickly, under your name you scribbled out your number. He smirked at the addition, accepting the book once more.

“Call me?” You asked, using your back to push the door open.

“Definitely,” he said, waving slightly as you walked off. Once you had turned around completely, he gave himself a power fist. “Go Lin,” he smirked.


And call he did. Ten minutes after you left the shop, actually.

“I wanted to make sure it wasn’t a fake number,” he defended.

Feeling flirty, you teased back, “Why would I give a cute guy a fake number?”

“Because you’re way out of his league?” He curbed, making your face flush red.

“Tease,” you mumbled under your breath.


He called that night too: “I wanted to double check it wasn’t a fake number.”

“Lin, you already called me. You know it’s real.”

“Okay, maybe I just wanted to talk to you some more.”


And again in the morning, you hadn’t even gotten out of bed.

“Good morning!” He chirped, eliciting a groan out of you as you quickly turned down the volume on your phone.

“Too early,” you mumbled.

“Noted,” he said before continuing. “I got you a ticket for Friday night.”

This seemed to wake you up, “Really?”

He nodded before realizing you couldn’t see him, “Does that work?”

“Yeah,” you said, sitting up and smoothing back your hair. “What do I wear?” You thought aloud.

He laughed, “A dress. But comfortable. It’s a long show.”

“Okay,” you grinned, “Thank you so much.”

“Of course,” he answered quickly. “But you have to promise to meet the cast afterwards - they’ll be pissed if they know they didn’t get to meet you.”

“Absolutely. I’ll be the starstruck one.”

“Doubtful,” he said. You could practically hear his smirk through the phone.


You were writing again the next day. Your mind was elsewhere, thinking about Lin and what dress to wear and Friday. Still, when you went back to correct your mistakes, your writing had a different tone to it; much lighter and more fluid.

Friday came soon enough and you were a wreck. You had called your sister and explained what happened. She instantly gushed about how attractive Lin was - and how talented he was. You called him after, frustrated that he hadn’t told you he was the star of the show.

“You’re telling me that my writing is good, but you’re an Emmy winner for your musicals! I feel like you gassed me up.” You heard him laugh through the phone, making you frown. “Lin,” you whined.

“Okay, okay!” He giggled, “I play Alexander Hamilton in Hamilton, but I didn’t gas you up. I’m actually obsessed with your book.”

“Shut up,” you grumbled. He only laughed again.

“You’re adorable,” he settled on, making you blush. “But seriously, Jasmine - you’ll meet her, she is so talented - was the first to read it, right? She gave it to Pippa - you’ll meet her too - and then Diggs -“

“His name is Diggs?”

“Daveed Diggs, he’s ridiculous. He’s a rapper.”

“Sweet.”

“And then they gave it to me because they wouldn’t shut up about the book, and they were annoyed that I couldn’t talk about it with them.”

You were smiling by now, listening smoothly, “So you’ve got a book club,” you teased.

He threw his head back, “I suppose you could call it that.”

The two of you talked for the rest of the night, by the time it was midnight, he suggested that you just come over.

“Lin, it’s the middle of the night.”

“Well, it depends how you look at it, in some parts of the world -“

“Lin,” you laughed. “For someone who has a never ending supply of energy, how is it that you don’t need sleep? It’s so ironic.”

He smiled into the phone, “Says the dyslexic author.”

You let out a hard laugh. It was new to laugh so freely about something that had limited you for so long. He wasn’t using it against you, simply acknowledging it.

“Too far?” He asked, suddenly nervous.

“Absolutely not. It feels good to laugh about it. To recognize it.”

Lin smiled, “I’ll see you tomorrow at the show?”

“In a dress,” you returned.

“Goodnight,” he said, lingering.

“Goodnight, Lin,” you said. You waited a moment before handing up the phone. You fell asleep smiling that night.

You spent an hour picking out a dress. An hour. Even then, you settled on a simple low cut red dress - it wasn’t even that excessive! Still, you curled your hair and did your makeup, giving yourself ample time to get to the theater.

The show started at seven and you arrived around 6:30. A few people noticed who you were, a pair of teenage girls even asked if you were planning on writing more.

“I’m working on something right now, actually,” you smiled, playing the tease you knew you were.

Their eyes lit up as they begged for details. You laughed as you shook your head, “Sorry! You’ll just have to wait.”

After snapping a photo with them, you found your seat, still clutching your playbill. You flipped through the book, a paper falling out with the cast list on it. The cast changed frequently, so they used scrap paper instead of printing the bios and photos of the new actors. Your heart leapt when you saw Lin’s name across the dotted line of Alexander Hamilton.

The lights dimmed and the show began, the beat instantly pulling you in. You had no idea what you were in for, but boy, did you love it.


You weren’t sure what to do at the end of the show to be completely honest. After the final bow, you were overwhelmed to say the least. Sure, you had written a book. But that? Hamilton? They just made magic onstage.

You waited a few minutes before deciding to text him. What was he thinking? What were you thinking? You had absolutely no idea where to go or who to talk to. Before you could get your phone out of your bag, however, an usher had placed a hand on your arm.

“Miss L/N?” He smiled. When you nodded, he continued, “Mr. Miranda asked that I invite you backstage.”

A smile rushed your face as you followed him towards a back door, still gripping your playbill as if your life depended on it.

The guy who had played Hercules Mulligan was waiting for you behind the door. Thanking the usher, he pulled you back into the dark hallways with a grin so big it filled his face. He hugged you, making you jump for a moment before accepting the gesture and returning it quickly.

“I’m Oak, I love your book.” He said as he pulled away.

“I loved your performance,” you smiled, feeling awestruck.

He laughed but was abruptly shoved away, “Oh my gosh,” the girl behind him said.

“Jas, this is Y/N,” Oak introduced.

A curly head bobbed over, instantly hugging you, “You are one of my biggest inspirations.”

You took in a breath, softly thanking her before hugging her back. When you pulled away, you squinted before asking, “You’re Jasmine, right?”

She nodded quickly, slightly slapping Oak on the chest before turning and whispering, “She knows who I am.” Suddenly, Jasmine was pulled away from you to reveal a dressed down Lin. He had on some sweats and a black Hamilton tee. The sight of him made your heart skip. Who the hell looked that good in sweats? He was unreal.

He puffed up his cheeks before slowly breathing out.

“Hi,” you said.

Lin shook his head slightly before offering a hand and leading you away. Gratefully, you accepted. His hand left yours, resting on the small of your back, flooding your body with fire; making you burn.

His lips trailed to your ear, slowly breathing out, “You look incredible.” Electricity traveled down your spine as his words hit you.

You tried to push your smile down, but his hand fit perfectly and his hair was messy but he was so damn hot and you couldn’t help it.

“Only one person to dress for,” you quipped, moving a little closer to him, as if there was any room between you. He let out a soft groan, moving you more curtly to his dressing room.

He took a deep breath when he got into the room, as if to calm himself down. Lin pulled you to the couch, sitting much closer than two friends would.

“So what did you think?” He asked, nudging your shoulder, “Was your sister right?”

You let out a laugh before you nodded, “For the first time in her life.” You turned to face him. His grin made it’s way to his eyes, “You are ridiculously talented,” you said, still starstruck.

“Then I won’t let you see Javi play Hamilton. You might like him more than me,” he laughed. His laugh was breezy, like the conversation wasn’t filled with heat.

“Who says I like you?” You said, your brows furrowed, a teasing tone making its way off your lips.

“That dress,” he said quickly, easily. You let out small gasp, rarely allowing yourself to flirt so liberally. Speechless, you shook your head with a smile on your lips. He played off of this, taking your hand in his. “But seriously, you liked it?” He asked, turning the subject.

You nodded instantly, “It… was the best thing I’ve ever seen.”

He rolled his eyes, “That’s exaggerating.”

“Maybe, but it was still amazing.” You shrugged.

He was closer than he was before. When did he get so close?

“You’re amazing,” he tried.

You crinkled your nose, “Cheesy.”

He giggled, placing his other hand on your cheek before touching his lips to yours. Melting immediately, your hands found his neck and you pulled him closer. His hands dropped back to your hips as his lips molded yours. Your lips parted as his kisses got longer, hotter. You sighed into him, tugging his hair lightly when he nipped your bottom lip. The fire in your chest had traveled to every part of your body and you had never felt so good.

“Dude! Why didn’t you tell me Y/N was here - oh shit!” Someone yelled, barging into the dressing room and causing you two to pull apart. Accidentally, you smacked Lin in the face as you jumped back to the end of the couch.

“Shit,” you both groaned, you in embarrassment, him in pain. Reaching towards him, your placed your hand back to his jaw where it had previously been in much different context.

He laughed lightly, “I’m okay,” he assured you. Your eyes were still worried so he leaned forward and pecked your lips once more, making you smile.

A curly haired boy walked in sheepishly alongside Jasmine. Lin laughed, flopping back on the couch. “Go figure.” He laughed.

The boy furrowed his brows, letting out a slight huff.

Throwing a hand up, he introduced you, “Anthony, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Anthony.”

You offered a small wave, your blush undeniable. Quickly, Jasmine broke the tension with a laugh, “You couldn’t even lock the door, Lin?”

Lin face palmed, slapping a hand over his eyes. You looked down, trying not to giggle (and failing). Maybe it was the way Jasmine leaned so easily against the counter, like this was something enjoyable for her to see, or maybe the way Lin had kept one hand around your waist during the entire affair, but you weren’t nearly as embarrassed as you should be.

“We’re going to get some pizza if you want to come,” Anthony said, scratching the back of his neck.

Jasmine was quick to kid, just like Lin, “Unless you guys are preoccupied.”

Lin groaned, standing up and ushering out the door, mumbling something in Spanish before turning back to you, “I am so sorry.”

You shook your head, “Don’t worry about it. I love your cast.”

He was back to the couch, sitting just as close as he had before. “Oh yeah?” He grinned, giving you no time to respond before his lips were back on yours.

anonymous asked:

do you have a tag or other resources for what to put in a book of shadows or grimoire or whatever it is you call it? i found a tutorial for book-binding so im making my own :3c

I wanna book-bind too, man, gods. 

Yes, I do actually! It’s just [#grimoire]. xD

I made a couple posts of my own about grimoires too!

Richtor’s Grimoire Tips:

I think I still had more to write about that too… Eh, lol.

Good luck!

YOU ASKED FOR THE G A Y S, I GIVE YOU SALTY GAYS


cabinet battle #1 // au made by @midnigtartist and me // its 2am so im just going to another all night,, eh what ever and ik the art isnt the best,, but im trying,, 

burn // congratulations

witchlightsands  asked:

Lance, singjng in the youth band: :D keith, in the audience, clutching his heart: God please give me the courage to ask him out (spoiler alert- he ends up tripping over his words and the mutual pining continues)

  • Lance: Hey, wanna go out for coffee after the sermon :) Keith, internally: God is testing me on this day. 

  • Lance: Hey, come look at this Christian meme :) 

  • Lance: :// First Corinthians Chapter 5 Verse 3 says mullets aren’t allowed sorry Keith: What, no it doe- Lance: *holds up his bible with a sticky note taped inside* Shut up, yes it does. 
  • Lance, during one of those powerpoint sermons: *flips to the last slide* anyways I love my boyfriend thank you God, for blessing me- Keith, in the back: LaNCE
  • Lance and Keith praying before bed. Lance, opens one eye and whispers: Hey…what are u praying about…. Keith: That promotion. What are you praying about? Lance, closing his eyes again: To remind me I need to buy more oreos tomorrow 
  • Lance and Keith sitting in Bible Study and Lance passes him a note that says “You looking for a Knight in Shining Armor? It just so happens I’m wearing the Armor of God.” and Keith looks at him like ??? and Lance winks. 
  • Lance: So last night I was reading the Book of Numbers and I realized I don’t have yours  ;) Keith: AAJSB-
  • Lance: God was just showing off when he made you :// Keith: STOP
  • Whenever Keith does something that Lance disapproves of, Lance is just like “*scoffs* :// ur being a judas…” Keith: UM?? IM NOT?? Lance: :// That’s exactly what Judas said… 
  • Lance: Hi, my name is Will…God’s Will. ;) 

anonymous asked:

First off, holy heckle you two smol but tol beans are gr8. Second, how would the RFA's reactions to MC being a politician be?

A/N: why thank you (⁄ ⁄^⁄ᗨ⁄^⁄ ⁄) ive never been called smol but tol, this is a first i dont know how to react aaaa ^^;; (ALSO IM VERY BAD AT THE WHOLE POLITICAL THING I DIDN’T PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS I WAS IN THE BACK MAKING SMART-ASS REMARKS SO I WENT WITH GENERAL STUFF IM SORRY)  ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -You work in the government??

           -SO DOES HIS DAD!!!! DO THE TWO OF YOU KNOW EACH OTHER?!?!

           - just because we work in the government together doesnt mean we all know each other

           -He’s actually really excited for you?? Like, you know what you’re doing?

           -You inspire him!!! He works really hard in school from now on!!

           -Just wants to be as successful as you, but in his own way!

           -All the attention you get (and that he gets from association) is amazing, he lowkey loves it

           -He does get a little shy every now and then, though

           -But that doesn’t stop him from being extremely proud of all the hard work you do!!!

           -He’s always there and read for cuddles if you’re ever stressed out!!!! He will cuddle all the stress away!!!

*ZEN:

           -People in authoritarian positions make him kind of wary

           -So when he found out that you held an office in the government

           -He was a little…. well, he had mixed emotions

           -So proud that you worked really hard for what you wanted!!!!

           -But also! Oh my god why are you in such a position!!!! Please don’t get authoritarian with him!!!!!

           - okay but i wont zen, why would you assume i would

           -He’s VERY worried for you because? Holding office is dangerous??

           -There are some PSYCHOS out there MC!!!!

           -He may be a successful actor but the amount of media coverage the two of you get is insane!! He never expected it!!! But he adjusts almost immediately

           -Overall he’s so supportive???? He tells his fans about you and what you stand for all the time, it’s almost as if the two of you share a fan base

*JAEHEE:

           -SHE’S SO READY FOR THIS

           -ALWAYS DOWN TO THROW JUMINS WORK OUT THE WINDOW AND GO THROUGH YOUR DOCUMENTS WITH YOU

           -She’s!!! So!!!!! Proud!!!!

           -She’s also kind of lowkey jealous that you worked really hard and got to such a powerful position

           -Never wanted to see someone succeed as much as you!!

           -She might dislike being Jumin’s assistant but….hey… if YOU ever want one let her know because yeS MC, YES

           -Because she works with Jumin, she’s alright with all the media. Some days though, it gets to her and you have to assure her that it’s all okay <3

           -Always ready with a cup of coffee at the end of the day

           -Can sit for hours listening to your day, how you felt about certain topics, what you all are working on

           -She just really loves you and that you love what you do. She couldn’t imagine what you’d be like if you didn’t do what you loved!!!

*JUMIN:

           -You… you what

           -500% ALWAYS BEHIND YOU

           -HE WILL USE ANY CONNECTIONS HE HAS IF IT CAN HELP YOU

           -WHEN YOU NEED TO CAMPAIGNE, SAY THE WORD AND HE’S GOT IT COVERED

           -Seriously, being the head of a business is difficult some days, he can’t imagine working in government

           -Though he has…thought about it

           - can y'all imagine jumin in the government omfg itd be almost like….no change

           -He’s extremely used to the media coverage, there’s no problem there, it’s okay MC

           -Stressful day at work? He’s bringing you Elizabeth

           -If you need help going through some paper work, he’ll get jaehee to do it help you sort it out!! He knows what he’s doing, it’s okay MC

*SAEYOUNG:

           -WHAT

           -MC, BABY, NO

           -His father is also a politician and it scARES HIM

           -THAT YOU WORK AS ONE AS WELL

           -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MC PLEASE BE SAFE AT ALL TIMES

           -He hacks into CCTV’s around your office as much as possible to make sure you’re okay

           -He also likes to hack into your laptop and send you cute little messages or stupid memes if he can sense that you’re stressed out

           -Completely stays away from the media that follows you. He can’t be in it, there’s no way

           -He does help you come up with new ideas to bring up in meetings, and helps you out with anything and everything when you’re too tired to keep your train of thought though

           -He’s proud that you’ve gotten as far as you have, he really admires your passion and will do!! Anything!!! his hacking powers!!! Can do!!! To help you!! You need to spread your campaign?? He’s got you <3

*V:

           -YOU HAVE SO MUCH POWER YOU CAN USE FOR GOOD

           -YOU CAN TRY TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE

           -SO PROUD. MUCH HAPPY. VERY LOVE.

           -He thinks it’s absolutely amazing that you’re a politician

           -Since he knows you on a very personal level, he knows what you want to do and what you stand for!

           -You’re probably the one politician he is 100% behind

           -When you advertise your campaigns, it’s always aesthetically pleasing to the eye because he helps you with the design and it is just amazing

           - seriously if it looks pretty more people tend to look

           -He isn’t in the media when he’s with you as much because??? He’s behind the camera a lot of the time anyway

           -“Who said I was with MC? I have a camera, see? I’m with the paparazzi” “V get over here what are you doing”

*SAERAN:

           -I’m sorry MC, I must have misheard you

           -Did you say you were a politician?

           -Do you KNOW how DANGEROUS that is?

           -He’s always so worried for you

           -Knows that you’re one of the good guys because?? He knows you

           -Does not trust anyone else in the government so he kind of hovers over you when you get home

           -Just wants to make sure you’re okay!!!! Listens to any rant you have to relieve your stress

           -500% stays awAY FROM ANY MEDIA THAT SURROUNDS YOU

           -TOO MANY PEOPLE. NOT HAPPENING. NO. Not to mention??? He wants to stay away from his father??

           -Cannot imagine doing what you do. Loves your passion, loves how you just want to make the government better, and do what you can to please the people!! mc you’re the only politician he likes

Pilot Plays Sims part 2

-STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT

-I HAVE A REPUTATION YOU ARE SLANDERING MY GOOD NAME

- i mean hes a grown ass man but oh my god im actually so embarrassed

- I made myself sleep on the couch 

-Nino close the bathroom door if you are taking a bath 

- stop splashing you are an ADULT 

- why is my sleepwear without PANTS

- okay but this kitchen though. wait freaking mop that up what is that

-traits for nino are music lover, bro and creative. gotta say i nailed it on that one

- okay youre about to pass out but YOU GOT A PROMOTION CONGRATS

- why is literally the only person i know nino? do i just not talk to anyone at work, like no thanks ive got Nino im good

- pretty accurate tbh

- no. why were you even salting it. what are you doing im just trying to make mac n cheese for Nino because hes tired TRY HARDER

anonymous asked:

when did you start shipping jihope?

My first ever exposure to BTS was their Run MV, and well, you best believe those 5 seconds of Jimin and Hoseok in the hospital having a pillow fight made me feel something. And then I started, from the very beginning, watching all the Bangtan Bombs and Jimin and Hoseok were just so ??? i was so confused ??? at what i was witnessing ??? like

excuse me

am i interrupting something??? (im sorry they practically invented eating bread)

After watching that iconic jihope photoshoot… 

It was set. In that moment, nothing else but this ship mattered. There was no going back. I was officially jihope trash. 

just heads up for the anime watchers (since I feel the need to), in this scene in the anime

it’s supposed to be this

you’re welcome