im sorry this is so shitty idk

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#5YearsWithEXO

Exo, whom I still see as my cute rookie boys are now in their 5th year. They are now called sunbaenims by many. They have set so many records. They have made so many people happy. They have inspired a lot of people. 5 years and counting. EXO We Are One 사랑하자

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A collection of all the FFXV phone wallpapers I’ve made 

Feel free to use for whatever ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ

僕だってわからないからさ

bittyholtz celebrity AU

(((because i can’t ever have great writing ideas for normal pairings or situations that people care about)))

anyways AU where holster is a famous singer-songwriter, he’s probably got a Grammy at this point, and oh man he’s definitely considered a heartthrob (I’m picturing like the musical equivalent of lorde and the teen sex icon equivalent of shawn mendes) and decides he wants to take time away from his career to go to college (which is why he’s 22 as a sophomore just like in canon)

he’s very open and social at samwell and even lives in a dorm as a frog so he obviously gets a ton of attention for a while but samwell is small and soon everyone who cares has met him and is just kind of used to it so he can just kinda live his life (except during Tour Season but we’ll put that aside for now)

right at the outset of holster’s frog year he meets and befriends ransom and they really hit it off. best bros. legendary pong partners. ur platonic drift-compatible favs. this is how holster comes to be an honorary member of smh, gets his hockey nickname, and he really Finds His People in the haus. when ransom gets dibs to the attic the next year, he invites holster to share it with him bc it’s Big and holster is a Friend so it’s not like any of the other smh people would object.

enter one eric r bittle. smol gay baker boy who comes to samwell for hockey, ya ya we know that part. the gag is, he’s a HUGE adam birkholtz fan. how can he not be tbh the boy has the voice of an angel and he’s HOT AS FUCK. (and he doesn’t use gendered pronouns in any of his songs so for all anyone knows he could totally be queer which isn’t a lot to go on but bitty can always hope)

holster doesn’t go to the smh games cause he’d get mobbed and he doesn’t wanna take attention away from the teams successes (and he doesn’t know much about hockey anyway). which is why it’s not public knowledge that he’s connected in any way to smh. bitty comes to samwell not really expecting to get to see adam around much. maybe he’ll get the chance to introduce himself sheepishly and say “I’m a big fan” but that’s It

fast forward to bitty’s taddy tour. he gets sidetracked and loses the group as he tends to the nasty kitchen. he’s in the middle of putting his pie in the oven when none other than Adam fucking birkholtz comes home, headphones in, singing some new adele song or something idk, and drops a couple groceries on the counter before going upstairs. bitty is SHOOK and when shitty pops his head into the kitchen to ask what’s up, why is bitty not with the group anymore, bitty just says point blank out loud “sorry i just remembered that im Really Gay” and then hurries out of the haus so he won’t pass out on the nasty kitchen floor

anyways this got WAY longer than i was anticipating and i really wanna write a proper fic of it SO im ending this headcanon here bc im gonna write the shit out of this later toodles

mini autistic pidge hc post

  • one of her favorite stims is actually listening to the sound the keyboard makes when she types?? and as a result she loves hitting the keys too so the whole experience is pretty stimmy and everyone just figures like “idk she’s probably hacking something” so it’s super inconspicuous 
  • an obvious special interest in technology
  • as opposed to going nonverbal or semiverbal when upset, pidge becomes hyperverbal instead 
  • hyperlexic as a child, could read like…an entire harry potter book when she was like 6
  • is all about smooth textures - loves silk and running fingers over laptop keys
  • is generally more meltdown prone as opposed to shutdown prone
  • pidge and keith: two autistics walk into a bar
  • had a huge vocabulary when she was younger, and people thought she was like the most pretentious 9 year old

do u ever wish u had more time n energy to talk to ur friends

Okay. I’m really, really late, but this crappy thing took way longer than expected. The last time I’ve colored something was like five years ago and I never even tried to shadow my drawings back then?

So today (at least today in my time zone) the great @lesbianspacenerd has birthday and she’s such an amazing person!! Really, she’s awesome. I wanted to write a story in the beginning, but my english kind of sucks. Next I wanted to draw Pidge with Indira (just go read i here, it’s so good) but I just can’t draw.
So yeah. Please don’t hate my for this crappy idea and the shitty colouring.

I call it “Your favourite local trans buddies” btw.

lisas999  asked:

for your Spring Break requests :D Damen and Laurent in the pose 1B or 3B from the Promt five

hello! thank you so much for the request! for some reason i rlly saw this pose as laurent kissing damen’s forehead cus i need more of laurent being soft with damen in return. idk, but i made it work i think!

anonymous asked:

OK SO at some point mitch realizes that shit, he has to get a job and quick. he cant keep giving joey flowers from some ladys yard (at least he takes the roots and dirt chunks off now so they look prettier) and buyin him itty bitty things from some losers lunch money. he gets a job (idk at a mechanics place or something) and at first the manager is super shitty to him verbally (like calling him a thug and shit) but he grows to realize that mitch is actually pretty.. ok. in a way. (pt1/?)

THIS IS!!! SUCH A CUTE SCENARIO!!! IM SORRY FOR TAKING SUCH A LONG TIME PUBLISHING IT BUT AHHHH I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!!

MITCH!!!!!!!! BEAUTIFUL DARLING MITCH!!!!

Sticky Fingers

|| alternatively titled : Leo (stealing ur tools hoe) Imagine) ||

ask : hi, I was hoping I could get a fluff fic where Leo is trying to figure out who keeps taking his stuff and it turns out the reader is just being an ass, so he punishes them with snuggles ?

hi yes it’s that one bitch from that one blog that never posts because she ain’t shit :) aka me. aka nez hi hello.

*I rlly hope you like this idk why it took me aprox. 3000 years to post but it did ! so that’s fuckin great :)*

warning : slightly pissed off latino flame boi (ft a confused asf Jason)

Leo was confused. Just yesterday, he had the exact screwdriver for the screws he needed to take out, but as soon as he looked, it wasn’t there. Running a hand through his messy curls, he frowned at the table. The son of Hephaestus couldn’t lose things, he had a magic tool belt for that.

“You look distressed. What’s wrong?” Piper’s voice echoed throughout Bunker Nine, and Leo looked up, as she slung an arm around his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Leo smiled at the gesture, before looking at his beautiful best friend.

“I just had this tool yesterday, and now I can’t find it. And I know I didn’t put it in my tool belt.” Leo started down at the metal table once more, furrowed eyebrows portraying utter confusion.

“Well-” Piper tugged on her best friend’s arm, swiftly pulling him away from the table. “-it’s breakfast time. And as I recall, you haven’t eaten since yesterday’s breakfast. Let’s go.” Leo couldn’t say no. He let Piper lead him to the mess hall, Piper humming cheerfully as the pair walked.

“Leo!” A voice called, and a smirk spread across Piper’s face, as a smile spread across Leo’s. Piper let her best friend’s hand go, before poking his side, and going towards the mess hall alone. Leo stopped, waiting for you. Finally catching up to him, you smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips softly. “Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while.” You cooed, smiling up at your boyfriend.

“Shit- I’m sorry. I’m just working on a few-” Leo quickly rambled, and you laughed, intertwining your fingers with his long, nimble, bandaged ones. Rubbing your thumb along his knuckles, you smiled.

“It’s alright. I was just slightly worried. Come on.” You spoke, and you two walked hand and hand towards the mess hall. Grabbing plates, Leo started talking.

“I lost a tool this morning. I don’t know how, I mean, either someone took it, or-” Leo scratched the back of his neck, and you chewed on your bottom lip in shared confusion.

“Really?” You asked, bright (e/c) eyes looking at your boyfriend. He nodded, a soft smile on his face.

“It’s fine though. I’m sure I could find another one.” You leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Leo smiled in return, and you two parted ways to sit at your respective tables.

Back at Bunker Nine, Leo screamed in frustration. “HOW THE FUCK DO I LOSE A WHOLE ENTIRE PART?!” He shouts, tugging at his black roots. You stepped into the bunker, freezing at Leo’s reaction.

He was a literal ball of flame. Chewing on your bottom lip, you watched your boyfriend worriedly. “Leo-”

“WHAT?!” He shouted, turning towards you. Furrowing your eyebrows, you grabbed your water bottle, and stomped swiftly towards the flaming Latino, uncapping the bottle. Pouring water over his head, he sputtered in shock, and the fire went out quickly.

You tossed the now empty bottle aside, and crossed your arms. “Now, what’s the issue?” Cocking your head, you watched your dripping wet boyfriend as his anger dispelled.

“I lost, a whole fucking part-” Leo placed his hands on your shoulders, and shook you gently as he said each word. “-how the fuck do I lose a whole part Y/N?!” He asked.

“How should I know? I’m not you.” You answered, and he groaned in frustration, not noticing that he caught on fire again. You quickly patted out the flames, and caught his hands in your own. “Hey, it’s gonna be fine. Maybe it’s a sign that you should spend some time off of your work. C'mon, come hang out.” You smiled, tugging on his hands.

“Y/N, I have to find that part. It’s for Festus.” Leo groaned again, not pulling his hands away from your own. Frowning, you pulled your hands away.

“Uh, okay. I’ll let you look for it then.” You spoke, smiling softly at him. Pressing a kiss to his lips, you left the bunker, leaving him alone and frustrated once more.

Leo chucked a hammer at the door, and Jason dodged it, manipulating the wind so the hammer didn’t knock him out. Leo had scary accuracy, and Jason’s bright blue eyes widened. “Fucking Tartarus Leo!” Jason cursed, picking up the hammer.

“Jace. Sorry, I just-” Leo let out a groan. “Someone fucking stole my whole entire tool belt. How the fuck-” Leo looked up at Jason, who was smiling. “What’s so funny?” He asked.

“Y/N had your tool belt not too long ago.” Jason stifled a laugh, and Leo’s eyes widened.

“Y/N has it? Son of a-” Jason grasped Leo’s arm, before he stormed out of the Bunker. Jason grasped Leo’s shoulders.

“Calm down Repair Boy. I’m sure there’s a good reason-” Leo ripped his shoulders away from Jason’s shoulders.

“What reason-” Leo stopped, as you walked inside the bunker.

“Hey babe-” Leo cut you off, storming to you quickly, grasping your arm in his fingers. A shocked look spread across your face. “Leo-”

“Why are you taking my stuff Y/N, what the fuck-” Your eyes glazed over, as he was mad at you. You didn’t handle people’s anger well.

“Leo-” He cut you off, ranting once more. Angry tears welled up in your eyes. “LEO. FUCK-” You sheepishly wiped your tears. You didn’t know why you were crying, you were just mad.

“Here.” You dropped the tools at his feet. “I just wanted to play around and catch my boyfriend’s attention for a while, is that a fucking crime?” You asked, watching his face fall.

“Fucking hell-” Leo tackled you onto the ground, fingers finding their way to your sides. You gasped.

“Leo no-”

“Leo yes.” He smirked down at you. Wriggling his fingers, you shrieked, laughing as tears welled up in your eyes.

“Leo!” You choked out between laughs, barely opening your eyes. “Jason help me!” You laughed again, and as Jason went to grab Leo, your Latino boyfriend put his full weight on you, wrapping his arms around you and turning you two so that you were laying on top of his chest.

“No helping Jason.” Leo frowned, and you couldn’t help but laugh again. Jason, with a shake of his head, left the unusual couple alone, and you sat up on Leo’s stomach, giggles escaping your lips.

“This is all I wanted. A little bit of your attention.” You smiled, wiping away tears from your laughing fit. Leo, frowning, leaned up, close enough so that your noses were touching.

“You could’ve just asked mamácita.” He smiled, before pressing his lips against yours in a soft, loving kiss.

(was this even good idk)

- nez