it just makes everything seem so stupid

The signs and how I have experienced them

This is in no way supposed to be accurate to the usual description of signs, i just write down how i have experienced them. I don’t really know why either.


Aries: very quiet at first but will bloom up if they trust you. indecisive, understanding, and sweet. loyal friend who will never judge you. doesn’t have a lot of opinions on things. likes to just chill and let it all happen. likes hugs a lot!

Taurus: loud and super ambitious. wants things done and wants it now. risk taker. gets angry quickly. very intense. cares about you but shows it in unusual ways. super prideful. enthusiastic!! loves buying new things. loves talking.

Gemini: super nice?? how do you do it. very touchy and wants everybody to like them.  always comes up with great ideas. insecure but really rocks. great team worker and always listens to you. trouble standing up for themselves sometimes.

Cancer: will do everything with you. always up for having fun, but also loves staying in and chilling. hyper wow. doesn’t take shit from anyone.  you insult their friend? you’re going down, they do not play. doesn’t care about other peoples opinions. kinda aggressive?

Leo: the person that everybody admires and loves and honestly?  so cool and such a good person. kind of an ego issue but it’s okay. honest and loves it. tends to be dramatic but if you push that aside very sweet and has some issues. loyal friend and a good leader.

Virgo: super quirky but everyone loves it. has a certain dry humor that just makes you crack up. bad with people. really insecure but such a nice person. artsy. nervous, really talented. works hard for everything. zooms in on their face in pictures. stop you’re beautiful. super fun clothing!

Libra: super chill on the outside but is actually great at sensing emotions and gets overwhelmed sometimes. fun and spontaneous. sporty!! great at making friends. hits your butt.pats your head when they pass you. mom tendencies, but also get super drunk and do stupid stuff tendencies. 

Scorpio: laughs so much. everybody loves them it’s unreal. makes everything seem chill and cool. supportive friend. kind of mean sometimes. likes to mess around and have fun, but still manages their grades. Scorpios are some of the best friends i’ve ever had. 

Sagittarius:  wants all the information!! plans everything and wants to read about everything. loves books so much. super supportive and honest. will always admit it when they are wrong and apologize. gets overwhelmed sometimes but it’s okay we still love you. afraid of failure. 

Capricorn: cold at first but is actually a nice bean who laughs very quickly. very responsible and mature. people always ask them for advice. sarcastic humor. just wants to be loved. will never judge you. will rant about absolutely nothing to you. such big dreams that i know you will achieve. doesn’t like sharing their emotions and that’s okay. a little mean sometimes

Aquarius:  loves everything unique and aesthetic. cares for fashion and rocks it. honestly very sweet but can be shady. gives people too many chances. always putting others first. has a lot of crushes on people. innocent and pure. doesn’t deserve the shit life gives them. confident yet insecure.

Pisces: such a good comforter? knows exactly what to say. good listener. has a lot of ideas for the future that i fully support. dreams about their perfect partner. positive. there’s something so wise and old about them it fascinates me. so many thoughts. kind of clingy sometimes but we love it.

❛    well,    fuck me gently with a chainsaw.    ❜
❛    do i look like mother theresa    ?    ❜
❛    my teen - angst bullshit now has a body count.    ❜
❛    chaos is what killed the dinosaurs,    darling.    ❜
❛    you look like hell.    ❜
❛    yeah,    i just got back.    ❜
❛    are we going to prom or hell    ?    ❜
❛    god    !    i sound like a fucking psycho.    ❜
❛    i felt bad everytime i did it,    but i kept doing it anyway.    ❜
❛    now i know you understood everything.    ❜
❛    now that’s deep.    ❜
❛    there are no stupid questions.    ❜
❛    that’s the stupidest question i’ve ever heard.    ❜
❛    the extreme always seems to make an impression.    ❜
❛    what’s your damage    ?    ❜
❛    how very.    ❜
❛    i just killed my best friend.    ❜
❛    i can’t believe you did it.    ❜
❛    i was teasing.    ❜
❛    i loved you.    ❜
❛    there’s a new sheriff in town.    ❜
❛    you don’t deserve my fucking speech.    ❜
❛    so what’s the deal    ?    ❜
❛    what a waste    !    ❜
❛    oh,    the humanity    !    ❜
❛    our love is god.    ❜
❛    let’s go get a slushie.    ❜
❛    is your life perfect.    ❜
❛    i don’t really like my friends.    ❜
❛    maybe it’s time to take a vacation.    ❜
❛    now that you’re dead,    what are you gonna do with your life    ?    ❜
❛    why do you have to be such a mega - bitch    ?    ❜
❛    because i can be.    ❜
❛    did you have a brain tumour for breakfast    ?    ❜
❛    i say we just grow up,    be adults and die.    ❜
❛    if everyone jumped off a bridge,    would you    ?    ❜
❛    why are you pulling my dick    ?    ❜
❛    that knife is filthy.    ❜
❛    some people need different kinds of convincing than others.    ❜
❛    you’re beautiful.    ❜
❛    did that sound bitchy    ?    ❜
❛    this isn’t just a spoke in my menstrual cycle.    ❜
❛    you were nothing before you met me.    ❜
❛    she’s my best friend.    god,    i hate her.    ❜
❛    i shop,    therefore i am.    ❜
❛    a true friend’s work is never done.    ❜
❛    god had cursed me i think.    ❜
❛    we’ll crucify her.    ❜
❛    what’s the up - chuck factor on that    ?    ❜
❛    ugh,    such a pillowcase.    ❜
❛    nice guys finish last,    i should know.    ❜
❛    get a job.    ❜

The Signs and How You Will Experienced Them

This is in no way supposed to be accurate to the usual description of signs, i justwrite down how i have experienced them. I don’t really know why either.

 Aries: very quiet at first but will bloom up if they trust you. indecisive, understanding, and sweet. loyal friend who will never judge you. doesn’t have a lot of opinions on things. likes to just chill and let it all happen. likes hugs a lot!

Taurus: loud and super ambitious. wants things done and wants it now. risk taker. gets angry quickly. very intense. cares about you but shows it in unusual ways. super prideful. enthusiastic!! loves buying new things. loves talking. 

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“Platonic” Bed-sharing: A Snowbaz Fic

In which there is much Snowbaz fluff. 

Disclaimer: All characters and locations belong to Rainbow Rowell!


“Snow. No”

“Snow yes!”

Simon Snow is a complete nitwit. Baz thought.

The two boys were at a standoff. Baz always knew that Simon was plagued with nightmares. Some nights the sound of the curly-haired angel of a boy would keep him up until faint streaks of sunlight drifted through their bedroom door. He had never gone off in his sleep though. This was certainly new.

“Please Baz! My spine is too fucking boney to sleep on the ground. Do you want me to be miserable all night?” He was pleading now, his blue eyes wide, accentuating his freckles.

He was standing there in their chamber looking like an innocent child in a too-tall body. He was hugging a spare blankets and a pillow to his chest. His lanky, skinny limbs looked even skinnier in his baggy Watford pajamas. All his scone eating hadn’t done anything to increase his weight. Must be the pressure of seventh year getting to him.

“As a matter of fact, yes I do want that.” Yes, get bruises all over your perfect back you idiot. That’s what you get for being so attractive.

“If you don’t share your bed I’ll make sure you’re miserable all night too!”

It was a measly threat to Baz. He was already miserable enough every night to have the Mage’s Heir tormenting him through his presence every day and night. He rolled his eyes and smoothed out a single wrinkle in his bedsheets.

“Don’t ignore me! It’s just for one night. I won’t even touch you, I promise.”

Baz fluffed up his pillow. He could physically feel Simon’s glares.

“Come on man! S’not my fault Watford doesn’t have any spare beds lying around!” There was an intoxicating electric tingle to the air. Simon was getting too worked up about this. “If I have to sleep on the ground because of you I will go off on your bed and we’ll both be cold and sore from sleeping on the fucking stone floor.”

That was certainly a threat Simon could get away with doing, despite the anathema. Damn him. Baz thought.

“Okay. Fucking fine!” It came out more harshly than Baz intended.

Simon took a step back, the threads of his magic retreating immediately. It was certainly frightening how closely tied Simon’s magic was to his emotions.

“Thanks. I promise. This is just for tonight. I’ll build a spare bed myself if it means I don’t have to sleep with you.”

Baz snorted. Simon. Building something. Now that would be something. He sighed in annoyance as he realized sharing a bed with Simon would make it extremely difficult to sneak of to drink tonight.

“I’m going to change into my nightclothes. Make yourself at home, Snow.” He said sarcasm dripping from his voice like water from a leaky faucet.

Simon nodded. He looked exhausted.

Baz went to change his clothes in the bathroom. He stared at his own grey eyes in the mirror. His pupils were dilated and if he had more blood in him, he would probably would look flushed. He felt a surge of nervousness and anticipation.

Sharing a bed with Simon Snow. Simon fucking Snow. How on bloody earth am I supposed to not kiss the moles on his neck if he is bloody next to me?

This would certainly be a long night.

Emerging from the bathroom, Baz saw Simon fixing up a sheet to work as a divider in the middle of their already small twin bed.

“What the fuck are you doing Snow?” Baz asked incredulously.

“I thought it’d be more comfortable if there was a like… physical barrier between us.”

“Whatever floats your boat you nitwit.”

Baz carefully folded his Watford sweater, placing it in a drawer, and hung up his trousers. Then he stood by his bed, eyeing a reclining Simon.

“I promise I won’t bite or go off on you tonight Baz. And don’t even think about doing anything to me. Anathema, remember.”

Baz rolled his eyes and climbed into bed. He laid on his side, facing away from the boy he wanted to kiss ever since they met. Simon had already turned out the light. It was just the two of them now. Lying side by side. Lit by moonlight.

This would be incredibly romantic if were an entirely different pair of boys. And both gay.  Baz thought.

He heard Simon sigh. He could feel heat radiating of him in waves. He was so hot. Baz didn’t understand why Simon even bothered to use a blanket. He was already a walking furnace. In more ways than one. Baz swallowed, bit his tongue and did his best to repress the urge to turn and kiss the living hell out of Simon.

Moments passed in silence. Simon’s breath faded into a rhythm. But it wasn’t how he sounded when he was sleeping. More like he was relaxed.

Baz was not relaxed. It felt like every atom of his undead existence was on edge. He was going to have to spend at least eight hours lying like this with the boy he loved and wanted most lying next to him. This was all a terrible mistake.

A gentle touch and a whispered “Baz!” made his entire body flinch. The hand immediately retreated and Baz immediately wished it back.

“Blimey Snow! What the fuck do you want?” He turned to look at the boy.

It was a mistake.

Simon looked ethereal. His eyes were soft and tired. His bronze hair was silver and shone under the starlight. His lips. Crowley his lips looked devourable.

Baz swore he felt his vampire heart have a seizure in his chest. He was tingling all over. This was a mistake. He should just go stalk the Watford grounds and sleep under a tree or some shit. Even a cold Autumn night spent outside would be better than this infernal torture.

“Baz. Why are we like this?”

“Like what, idiot?” Baz spat a bit.

The bead of saliva landed on Snow’s pillow. Baz wished it had landed on Simon’s face. Then he wished he hadn’t thought that.

“Why do we hate each other?”

Baz sighed in exasperation. But some force he wasn’t entirely in control of made him turn completely onto his side and face Snow full-on.

“I don’t know! Maybe my parents hate your adopted father because he stole all that was good from our family?” Baz’s words raised in volume. 

He was getting annoyed.

Annoyed that Simon looked so calm. Annoyed that they could kiss right that moment Annoyed they weren’t kissing. Annoyed that it was even a possibility in his mind. He wanted to glare at Simon. But he was so tired. And thirsty.

This was a mistake.

Simon was silent for a moment. He seemed to be studying the wall behind Baz. Then he was studying Baz’s face and time seemed to stop.

“I’ve just been thinking a lot, Baz. None of this stupid rivalry makes any sense!”

“Welcome to the real world.”

“Sure. But right now. I’m scared.” Simon’s voice was getting soft and small.

He was so small and pale and delicate in that moment. Baz felt an insuppressible need to protect him. It made his heart feel like it could burst out of his chest and fly away.

“Scared?” Baz found his voice was getting softer now too.

Why. Why? He needed more control than this. Everything that was expect from him wasn’t what he really wanted. He had to stop his feelings. But he couldn’t. He had made a terrible mistake.

“I’m scared of the Humdrum. Of losing the people I care about. Penny. The Mage. Agatha. You.”

Baz coughed in suprise. Not a sarcastic cough. A genuine “what-the-fuckity-fuck” cough.

“I’m scared of sleeping tonight because I don’t want to wake up and find that I’ve destroyed everything I love.” Simon looked almost like he was going to cry.

“Are you afraid you’ll go off again tonight?” Baz asked.

Simon nodded ashamedly. Baz didn’t really feel concerned that Simon could hurt him. He felt concerned that Simon was sad. They laid there in silence, staring at each other.

Then, then, Simon took the sheet that was separating them, cast it aside, and flung his arms around Baz. Baz was too shocked to react for a moment. He couldn’t exactly fathom how this moment was real. Slowly, he wrapped an arm back around him.

“S-simon?” He managed.

“Sorry.” He muttered into Baz’s shirt. “I think I just needed a hug.”

“You want a hug from your mortal enemy in a bed?”

Baz could feel Simon sigh in response. Then he drew back but not that far back.

“I don’t know.”

“Alright.”

They stared at each other. Baz knew his eyes probably looked as wide as Simon’s did. What did this all mean? What was Simon trying to accomplish through this? Did he know how Baz felt and was trying to manipulate him?

Manipulation or not, whatever Simon was doing was working.

Simon’s hand encircled his and he froze.

Physically and mentally, he froze.

Baz had so many questions. So many demands to make.

Why did Simon care about him?

Why on earth did Simon think hugging the boy who had only made him miserable would accomplish anything?

Why were they holding hands in a bed?

What the fuck was happening?

Why were they not kissing?

They should kiss.

He wanted Simon to kiss him. He wanted to kiss Simon.

“Simon?” He whispered.

“Kiss me.” Simon whispered back.

And he did.

the zodiac signs in gryffindor

aries: will definitely catapult your a s s to uranus if you’re in their way

taurus: looks lazy af but will work hard day and night if they need to get something done till the next day

gemini: makes awful jokes and quotes memes irl, everyone including their friends wonder why they don’t get beat up on a daily basis

cancer: a bit shy and reserved but would fight a grizzly bear if their loved ones are being threatened

leo: the ultimate gryffindor™, wears sports hoodies even though they don’t particularly like that sports just bc aesthetics

virgo: saltier and more dead inside than the dead sea, will sass someone out in front of a cheering crowd when they have a bad day

libra: sweet and kind and doesn’t consider themselves very strong or heroic but is actually really brave

scorpio: looks all tough and cool but there’s an 80% chance they’ll cry if you tell them a kinda sad story

sagittarius: has so many talents and is instantly good at almost everything new they try it’s just ridiculous

capricorn: impossible to bring down to their knees and never seems to be tired, probably isn’t even human

aquarius: would 10/10 do something really reckless and dangerous/horrendously stupid just to surprise people, makes bad puns

pisces: small but not weak at all, argues with you for two hours if you say something they do not agree with

For my birthday I wanted to do a fic rec of fics that I love, so here’s 31 fics that you need to read if you haven’t already. (In no particular order.)

1.  When We Were Younger by waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee (dinosaursmate) @dinosaursmate
About a week after Harry started visiting this particular chat room, he was watching some kid argue with the whole room about football, personally disinterested as he tipped a bag of crisps into his mouth. He happily chomped on the crumbs, taking a swig from a glass of Ribena to wash them down, glancing at the screen and very nearly spat the squash back out again.
His heart was pounding wildly. The display icon of the argumentative newcomer had caught his eye, and not in a good way. He gulped as he clicked the picture, and when it popped up in full resolution, his heart nearly fell right out of his arse.
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Sixteen year old Harry Styles’ world turns upside down when he logs on to gay teen chat to discover somebody has stolen his photos and used them as their own.

2. For Reasons Unknown by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer @suddenclarityharry @all-these-larrythings
Six years after dying, Louis is suddenly thrust back into the life he’d lost. Support Group is supposed to help him adjust to everything that’s changed but he finds the experience sadly lacking. Well, except there is one curly-haired lad that’s there too. He kind of makes it worth going.

3. Small Doses (Loving You It’s Explosive) by QuickedWeen @becomeawendybird
Louis Tomlinson finds himself at Vitality Fitness to try and turn his life around after having left his cheating boyfriend of four years. The gym’s owner, Liam, quickly becomes a good friend, but his right hand man is rude and dismissive from the get-go.
Louis and Harry continue to clash all while Harry is trying to move his way up the ranks in Manchester’s amateur boxing circuit, but they can’t seem to stay away from each other.

4. Nothin’ I Would Rather Do by lululawrence @lululawrence
“Louis,” Anne said sternly. “You know I have no problem with you working overtime if you need to, but I can’t have you running yourself ragged. At this rate you won’t have the energy or stamina to make it to the party yourself!”“I’ll be fine, Anne. I swear.”Her bright eyes sparkled as her smile turned a bit more coy and Louis knew immediately what was coming next.“I hope so, because you know, my son will be in town and coming to the party.”Louis froze. In all the months of her talking about her son and saying they should meet, she never once mentioned that he would be coming to the Christmas party. Well, fuck.or…the one where Anne is determined to set Louis up with her son, but he’s perfectly happy with the random sexting “relationship” he has running with the random he met at a bar several months back.

5. Mutability by haloeverlasting @haloeverlasting
Harry and Louis meet in a book club. Life and fiction have their parallels.

6. I Walk the Line by Awriterwrites @a-writerwrites
Professor Louis Tomlinson is the leading researcher in his field. Harry Styles is Louis’ recently hired grad assistant. Sparks fly between them but something doesn’t add up when it comes to Harry, and Louis is determined to find out what.What happens when everything Louis thought he knew comes crashing down around him? Is he doomed to repeat his past mistakes? Or will he learn to follow his heart and find a way to forge his own path, alongside someone he’s not sure he can trust, but who might just be the best thing to ever happen to him.

7.Fool’s Gold by tvshows_addict @tvshows-addict
Leaflet for Over Again Inc.“In relationships, there are three types of people: those who are happy, those who are unhappy but accept it and deal, those who are unhappy and in denial.Handling this last category is our job: we are professional couple breakers.To reach our goal, we use all means necessary.”Or the Arnacoeur AU in which Harry is scheduled to be married to Liam in 10 days and Harry’s mother hires Louis and his team to break them up.

8. Them Butterflies by momentofclarity @gaycousinlarry
To sum it all up - Louis is beautiful. Breathtakingly so. And Harry can’t find it in himself to even question the fact that he thinks so. Louis is mesmerising, nearly magnetic with all the energy bouncing off of him. Harry doesn’t know what to make of it, but he knows he doesn’t want this night to end.This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again. 

9. Souls; Plural, Parallel by LadyLondonderry @londonfoginacup
Soulmates are rare, the sort of rare that means everyone has a story about a friend’s sister’s coworker or a brother’s roommate’s cousin. But the fact of the matter is that most people never meet theirs. It’s unfortunate then, that Louis finds out the hard way that he met his soulmate in a club, and the guy never texted him back.

10.  Barefoot in Blue Jeans by indiaalphawhiskey @indiaalphawhiskey
AU. Louis Tomlinson is trying desperately hard not to fall for his son’s au pair, but he can’t, for the life of him, remember why.

** WATCH OUT FOR HER REVERSE BIG BANG IT’S GONNA BE SOOO GOOOD

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anonymous asked:

Hey, I just stumbled upon your meta posts and I love all your thoughts and analyses! I was wondering, though: in season 3 especially, Keith really does seem to make a lot of poor leadership choices, and the writers almost seem to go out of their ways to highlight his bad judgement. But looking back after reading your posts, I feel like I might've been biased, so I was wondering if you could elaborate. What moments (particularly in season 3) convinced you that Keith has leadership potential?

It’s not season 3 that convinced me of that haha. It was mostly what I saw in season 1 and 2. But season 3 really didn’t change my mind.

Even tho at the beginning of the season Keith is a terrible leader.

And I complained non stop about Keith’s extreme reaction and odd decisions even before I saw the first two episodes, just after hearing the sdcc spoilers haha. But now after watching season 3 I understand why it had to be like that and how it all fits. No complains.

And what I feel they are trying to shows you, is not his bad leadership skills, but just his love for Shiro.

Like they weren’t kiddin when they said Shiro was the only thing that could calm him down and keep him in check haha

And I really didn’t expect Keith to fall apart like that, it seemed really out of character for him, just from what I’ve seen in Keith in seasons 1 and 2, I expected him to hurt but to step up and take command just like Shiro wanted him to.

Because he kinda always did that before… Like watch how fast he is to take control of a situation when Shiro is out of commission or a bit lost or away or even in actual danger.

Keith knows what he’s doing and he’s good at giving instructions even and knows how to command a team and knows when to hold back (Don’t forget he was the one against going to save Allura because he knew it was too risky).

And then Shiro is gone, and suddenly all that is out of the window, suddenly it’s What team? What mission? Shiro is the only thing that matters.

And I didn’t like that because of how it made Keith’s character be all about Shiro, but now that they’ve drawn this parallel between him and Zarkon (with how he betrayed everyone and basically screwed the universe for the person he loved) I’m totally fine with it because I see it’s actually going somewhere.

And “Shiro or the universe”, is something I saw them going for already, just didn’t expect them to put so much focus on it and so early on.

Now ok, this is how I explain Keith’s shaky start as team leader there:

He doesn’t want to do this. 

That’s basically it.

You kno like when someone asks you to wash the dishes, so you wash em badly, so that they won’t ask you to do that again haha.

I’m not saying he didn’t struggle a bit with the new lion and the new position 

(although I dun remember him having any problems with the different controls when he was saving Shiro in “Across the Universe”, but because it was a quick deal I’ll leave him the benefit of a doubt..)

He’s just not really into it.

And at first I was like, he wouldn’t go that far as actually putting his teammates in danger over this, right?

But then with how emotional he’s been acting in the first two episodes all “SCREW EVERYONE IN THE UNIVERSE, SHIRO IS THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS TO ME”, I dunno if I should put it out of the equation…

Basically what I feel he’s doing in the first 3 episodes is being “Oh no look what I did!! I acted like a crazy impulsive loner and messed things up, maybe we need Shiro after all…hmm I guess we should just keep looking for him.”

And I’m saying it because of this:

Here Allura says

For Keith it seems like it’s true when it comes to Allura (as he had no problem leaving her behind in season 1) but apparently not when it comes to Shiro haha.

And Keith agrees with her there.

But look what he does on that Gas planet, Allura takes a hit and he leaves Allura behind and Lance has to yell at him to stop.

And then Allura apologizes and then Lance is like:

“We’re a team. We stick together. Isn’t that right, Keith?” 

And Keith goes:

“It’s not about the team.

We have a mission that’s more important than any one of us.

We need to find Lotor and stop him, and I plan on doing that right now.”

So I feel like in a way he just goes “Oh yeah Allura? It’s bigger than any one person? So I guess I’m just gonna leave you behind for this mission, actually I have no problem leaving any of you behind JUST LIKE YOU’RE LEAVING SHIRO BEHIND”

I think he’s kinda being passive aggressive about them forcing him to pilot the black lion haha.

Also I think he just wants to get rid of Lotor so fast not because he really wants to put an end to the Galra empire thing, because well, he didn’t care about that just awhile ago, but because he’s in the way of them looking for Shiro.

Seriously, listen to him in this scene, he sounds so fake here…

”This is all my fault. I followed him right into this trap. Everyone warned me, but I didn’t listen. I put the entire team in jeopardy.”

And Lance is just: “Yeah, you kinda did. But now we gotta fix it.”

Like yeah sure Keith, I bet he knew it was a trap from the start. (but also that it was nothing that he couldn’t get them out of easily if he wanted to)

So I think Keith tried to convince them he sucks but then he realized it’s not working and they still want him to lead, so he finally takes this seriously.

And it think you can immediately see the switch in his attitude. They form Voltron right away. He knows exactly what to do. He even says “No, we need to wait and not fight Lotor”

That seems like too fast of a character growth haha

Like what, Lance tells him one line? And suddenly he’s a good leader?

I don’t think so. I think he was just faking it so they won’t give up on Shiro.

Also notice that from that point on he doesn’t make any more stupid mistakes.

Like here, who was the one who said “Hey guys… it’s a trap!”

“Hey, Allura, maybe you should not help these guys get that rock”

And guess who didn’t listen and fucked everything up???

And then Shiro, mr “I really need to feel valuable and appreciated rn” comes back and is making stink faces at Keith for taking his position as leader (even though he totally gave it to him before) just cause he can’t face the thought of him being useless.

And again, no one listens to Keith! Even though he’s right!

Keith realizes that Lotor is probably smarter than all of them, but at this point he might not be stronger.

And they already messed up like 2 times with him and gave him an advantage.

Keith knows that if they give Lotor time to think and plan, he will most likely have the upper hand soon.

So yeah, they had to go for him at that very second, because at that point they have a ship with a teleduv and Voltron, Lotor just has some scaultrite and a ship with an inexperienced pilot in it. They had a good chance taking him down at that moment.

And yeah, I think they could have taken down the meteor ship and also got the cargo, but if they had to chose then taking down the ship would be the better choice, because it’s the more dangerous thing to let Lotor have.

Shiro is…. I dunno what he’s thinking.. But he’s obviously wrong and Allura is all “Shiro is right! Yay Shiro you perfect leader you!”

( For Allura’s defense tho Keith kinda left her to die twice already, so I understand why she has a bias for Shiro haha)

But yeah, they screwed up big time there by not listening to Keith.

And like Keith and Shiro are so different in their leading style, and they are kinda set up to complete eachother eventually.

Shiro is very team focused, and he usually strives to avoid conflict and is incredibly soft and I’d say even passive.

And as someone who thinks like Keith most of the time, it’s annoying me till no end haha. But I know the power of his way of leadership, and I know that it’s needed sometimes. So I’m not looking down on that.

Keith is the opposite of that!

Keith’s mind is “progress progress progress now now now” he sees an opportunity and he takes it, like they just learned about Lotor’s existence and Keith already has a tracker on him and is on the way to beat him up haha.

He thinks and operates so fast.

Shiro likes playing it safe. (and slow)

I kinda spoken about this before already, how Shiro is trying to survive and Keith is trying to win. And they need to balance it out or it won’t work.

Which is what’s going to happen in season 4.

Because we see Shiro being all “Our top priority is the coalition!” which is not a bad idea at all. Just not at that time.

And Keith’s like “Nooo we need to get Lotor he’s gonna fuck us all up if we don’t go after him now!!”

And guess who’s right, and guess who’s finally gonna run out of luck (hopefully) and suffer the consequences of their poor decision making?

Joker Imagine - Self harm

Anonymous said:

Hi! Can you write one where joker finds out the reader is selfharming? Like when he catches he doing it?

!!!! WARNING !!!! 

THIS MIGHT/CAN BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME PEOPLE: IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO TOPICS SUCH AS: self harm, depressing thoughts, blood, gore etc DO NOT READ THIS! I DON’T WANT YOU GUYS TO GET TRIGGERED. I CARE ABOUT YOU SO PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY.

Side note: I’m not trying to romanticise self harming in any way. It was requested and (warning, an opinion is coming!) I think that people should write anything really. I mean, for some murder can be an awful topic. If no one wrote about crime, there would be no detective stories, comics etc. Just saying! 


Originally posted by won-der-land89


Your P.O.V.

The pain was one feeling that made me feel alive. I didn’t feel completely empty, numb and dead inside when I made myself feel something. When the blood tickled down my skin or the electricity pinched me, I felt alive. Funny how a few weeks ago I was scared to do this, so terrified that my boyfriend the Joker would find it. I still was, but I reached a point where I couldn’t stop.

I cut myself, not so it was super obvious, but sometimes here and there. What I mostly did was something different. I used a few wires and a battery to give myself shocks. It hurt like fuck and rarely left marks. Of course my skin was bruising but J wouldn’t suspect a thing. It was better so. He wouldn’t understand anyway.

I was a disgrace, a stupid girl who couldn’t do anything right. I felt like J would kill me off sooner or later because no one would want someone like me around for too long. Right? Who the fuck would put up with me for longer than a couple months? I was surprised J hadn’t realized what kind of a fool I was by now.

It was Monday evening in Gotham city. J was out somewhere with his goons so I was all alone in the penthouse. The day had been okay so far, but then things turned upside down when I was alone. My thoughts were clogged with bad memories, all the negative things people had told me, my super awful years and simply depressing thoughts. Like Joker hated me, he only used me, the entire world hated me. Stuff like that.

A couple hours passed and then I found myself in our purple bedroom, sitting on the floor close to the bathroom just in case I had to hurry there. I stared at the electricity gadget in front of me. My vision was a little blurry because I had been crying earlier. Tonight seemed worse. I needed something worse than some shocks. ‘’Fuck it’’ I spat out and got up, walking hazily to the bathroom. I opened a white drawer and grabbed a razor. The small cold metal could do a lot of bad things.

I looked at my almost clean wrist. It was very tempting since I used to cut my legs. J would see if I had a lot of scars on my wrist. One couldn’t be too obvious. So I took a deep breath and placed the sharp metal on my wrist, pressing it gently to add pressure.Then I just stared at it with my heart beating harder than normally. I just had to drag it, down, then it would be done.

‘’Come on now’’ I growled at myself, getting angry because I couldn’t find the guts to do it. Then I leaned against the bathroom wall and I tried again. I just couldn’t. My gut twisted because I was a little pissed off with myself. ‘’Do it you sick idiot! It’s not like anyone cares’’ I spoke out loud once I saw my reflection in the mirror. I saw an ugly worthless girl. I gritted my teeth and then let the anger take the best of me. I made a deep cut and then I dropped the razor on the white tile floor. It took me a couple seconds to realize what I had done.

Blood started oozing out of the fresh cut and it hurt more than I expected. ‘’Oh no’’ I whispered and quickly pressed the wound with my clean hand. I made a huge mess! J would get so mad if he saw a ll this blood! ‘’Shit shit shit’’ I hissed under my breath and hurried to another drawer, pulling out a towel. Then I fell down on my knees and I tried to clean the blood. It just soaked the green towel and my bleeding wound kept making a mess. Before I could do anything else, I was stopped.

‘’What the hell is going on?’’ I heard a very familiar voice by the bathroom door. My entire body froze on the floor, every single muscle and cell just tensed up once Joker’s voice rang through my ears. How long had he been here?

‘’Accident..it was an accident’’ I lied with fear in my voice. Then I started getting lightheaded. I felt like I could just go to sleep for years. But I was also scared shitless now that J caught me. ‘’Don’t..lie’’ He tried to say as calmly as he could, but Joker wasn’t the best anger controller. I could tell that he was fucking disappointed in me. The way he spoke sent a shiver down my spine.

I fucked up.

‘’I’m not lying’’ I whispered with tears in my throat. Suddenly I felt like I could sit on the floor all night. I ignored eye contact and I focused on breathing. In and out.. in and out..

Joker growled something under his breath and I could tell that he struggled to keep as calm as he was. Then he kneeled down in front of me, roughly grabbing the towel and then my arm. I had to bite my lips so I wouldn’t start whimpering when he pressed the towel on my cut, pressing it so the bleeding would stop. He faced down so I couldn’t see if he was super angry or sad. It honestly scared me a little bit.

‘’I swear I-I’ll clean up’’ I broke the silence, because it was killing me. Suddenly J raised his head so he could face me. His red lips were pulled into a thin line and there was a dark, perhaps dull twist in his icy eyes. I tried my best to look into his eyes without crying, but it didn’t take long to fail. His silence was just awful because I knew what he was thinking, what he was doing. 

Tears blurred my vision and before I knew it they were rolling down my face. My body started trembling and then I sobbed quietly. Why wasn’t he speaking to me? ‘’Why?’’ I finally heard his voice. Now he sounded both angry and somber. I covered my  eyes with my other hand and I tried to wipe away my tears, but I couldn’t stop crying. It’s like all my feelings I had kept inside wanted to burst out. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t. I didn’t know how to explain it to someone who could react in ways I couldn’t imagine. Even tho he was my boyfriend..

Joker did the unexpected. He scooted right next to me and pulled me closer to him by wrapping his strong arms around me. I leaned against his chest. Soon after he started comforting me the best he could, which was a lot coming from him. J ran his fingers up and down my back, slowly, but so I felt his presence. Then he let me cry. I felt like a kid, crying wildly before it could speak. That was exactly my situation.

‘’What made you do this?’’ He asked me with a raspy voice when I calmed down a little bit. I grabbed the towel hard and I tried to take a deep breath. I had nothing to lose anyway so I could tell him anything. ‘’My thoughts’’ I started with a small voice. I had to tell him, because knowing J he wouldn’t let me off the hook until I told him the truth and if there was a person behind something. Once a guy yelled at me in the club because I apparently bumped into him, ruining his outfit with a drink. J shot the guy in the head, just like that.

‘’My thoughts are so mean to me, it’s like I have a bully in my head’’ I tried to explain something. Then I sniffled and blinked a couple tears away. J played with my hair and let me continue. So I simply told him anything that came to my mind. I told him about my past, my bad childhood, stupid exes and how the voices in my head seemed to get louder and more cruel. Everything.

‘’I just feel so worthless, like you’ll dump me soon and then I’ll have nothing’’ I whispered, partly hoping that he couldn’t hear that part. Suddenly he stopped playing with my hair, making me nervous. I hadn’t looked up to him while talking so I didn’t know his mood. I turned a little so I could look at his face. He seemed surprisingly sad. His red lips were parted a little bit and his eyes were very tedious. First he looked into my eyes, then my tearstained cheeks and my wrist where his eyes stayed. 

A wave of guilt slapped my face. I made him look so sad. It’s all my fault..

‘’Why haven’t you told me anything before?’’ He wanted to know, this time being the one avoiding eye contact. My heart skipped a beat. I expected him to pull out his gun and put a bullet through me. ‘’Because I didn’t want to bother you J. I-I didn’t want to seem weak’’ I explained myself carefully. J shut his mouth and looked at me again. Then he put his big hand on my cheek, gently. ‘’You’re not weak baby. Damn..’’ He growled and tilted his head from side to side. He was probably debating inside his head whether he should sound harsh or try to stay calm.

‘’You took down a group of armed men by yourself, you managed to get a cold man like me to feel things. Remember when we met?’’ He questioned me with a deep and raspy voice. I nodded, wondering why he brought that up. ‘’You weren’t scared. While everyone else were down on the floor, scared for their lives, you stood out. You walked up to me and I could have shot you, but no. You were so brave. So you’re not weak. If you were weak, you’d be dead by now’’ He told me very honestly without sugarcoats.

‘’But you must promise me something, and I’m not letting you break that promise’’ He warned me seriously. I knew what he would say, but I still waited. ‘’Don’t ever, I mean never ever do this to yourself again’’ He tried to make a deal. The tone in his voice was harsh and I knew why. He wasn’t playing around. ‘’I promise’’ I sighed and faced down, feeling ashamed. I couldn’t do anything right.

J touched my jaw and made me look at him. ‘’I trust you kitten, I really hope you can keep it. The next time you feel this way, speak to me. We can either talk and be like normal people, or go and find a toy to torture. You don’t have to hurt yourself when there’s plenty of people around’’ He suggested  seriously with a small smile. The suggestion sure sounded more thrilling.

‘’I’m sorry J’’ I apologized and sighed. I knew I’d have a scar on my wrist to remind me of this whenever I saw it. ‘’Mmh’’ J breathed out and shut his eyes.I didn’t even want to picture what it would be like to find him in my shoes and me in his. If I ever saw J so broken, I’d break too. Did he feel the same way about me? Or was I in deeper than he was? I had no idea and I didn’t want to find out.

‘’Let’s clean you up’’ He declared after a while. Then he got up and helped me on my feet as well. After sitting down and bleeding for a while, standing made me lightheaded. J put his hands on my shoulders so I could let my blood flow and clear my head. ‘’Thanks’’ I murmured silently. Damn this crying made my head hurt.

‘’And just so you know, after a bath and sleep we’re going to find your old bullies and torture them’’ J let me know and then he started filling the tub. I looked at him, first without an expression but then the corners of my mouth carved into a wicked smile. He truly cared about me. ‘’I can’t wait’’ I replied and then the flame of revenge burnt down my misery, at least for the moment.

I’d make them suffer for ruining me..

3

Requested by fandoms-pizza-wifi-ym13


You let out a loud groan and threw your sketch pad onto the floor of your room on the TARDIS. You just could not get what was in your head onto the paper correctly, and it was getting frustrating.

“Everything alright in here?” the Doctor asked, poking his head into the room.

“I’m just a bad artist,” you said with a pout. You really wanted to be good, but all the practice just seemed to not do anything to help.

The Doctor reached down and picked up your sketch pad. “This is really good. What’s frustrating you?” he asked, walking over to stand next to you so you could both look.

“Her face looks stupid, and I don’t know how to get it right. Plus the background seems off and I don’t know how to make it look proportional,” you replied.

“You know, I don’t see that when I look at this,” the Doctor stated. Though, when he looked at your face, he could tell you weren’t going to take his word for it. “You know what, I have somewhere for us to go.”

“What do you mean?” you asked the Doctor.

“Follow me, and bring your sketch book. We’re meeting a friend of mine,” the Doctor replied, handing your sketchbook back to you.

After the familiar sound of the TARDIS flying through time and space, you stepped out, seeing what looked like old Italy.

“He should be right around here,” the Doctor said, walking through the town. You followed after him, holding your sketchbook to your chest protectively. “Ah, here we go. Hello, Leonardo!”

The man looked up from his own art. “Doctor,” he greeted in return, standing to shake the Doctor’s hand.

“Leonardo as in da Vinci?” you whispered to the Doctor. He nodded in return.

“Leonardo, this is my companion, Y/N,” the Doctor introduced. “She’s an aspiring artist, and has been struggling with her art. I was hoping you’d have a few words of wisdom.”

“May I see your artwork?” Leonardo asked you. You handed your sketchpad over, somewhat reluctantly. You didn’t want a world famous artist judging your work. He looked at it for a moment. “You definitely have talent. You have an eye for anatomy and space that it took me several studies to achieve. What have you been struggling with?”

“Faces, mainly. And proportions looked strange to me,” you replied.

“It’s your art, of course proportions look strange,” Leonardo stated. “Everyone’s art looks strange after you’ve stared at it for hours on end. That’s the nature of art and being an artist. Trust me, if you take a break for a bit, even if it’s to start another drawing, you’ll have fresh eyes for the piece.” He showed you the sketch that he’d been working on. It wasn’t one you recognized. “What do you see with this drawing?”

“It’s great! It looks like…” you struggled to find the right words, since you couldn’t compare it to a photograph. “Like the person is trapped in the page.”

“You don’t think this arm looks skinnier than the other? Because I do, and the only reason I’m not fixing it is because I gave up to work on another part,” Leonardo replied.

“Not at all, I think it looks perfect,” you replied.

“Well, that’s what your art looks like to me,” he stated, handing your sketchpad back. “Keep drawing. You’re doing great.”

The Doctor bid farewell to Leonardo, and the two of you walked back to the TARDIS. “So, how do you feel now?” he asked you.

“Thank you,” you thanked the Doctor, kissing his cheek. “I needed that.”

Dear Juliet Simms

You really are a piece of work aren’t you? It’s only been a few months since the plane incident and you’re now saying it never happened? Don’t assume that just because you were not charged legally with assault that we’re all gullible idiots. There is video proof of what you did. Witnesses. Regardless of what you say, or how you try to twist it, you did hit Andy, and you were escorted off that plane in handcuffs. 

The fandom is not constantly bringing up the plane incident because we hate you, though some of us do legitimately hate you at this point. We bring it up because what you did classifies as domestic abuse and you’re not holding yourself accountable. A lot of Andy’s fans are worried sick for his safety now because of you, and you trying to erase the incident from existence instead of owning up to your crappy 'mistakes’ makes us all very anxious.

Tell me why we should forget when you’re proving yourself continuously to be untrustworthy? You’re showing the characteristics of a domestic abuser who got exposed and is now trying to cover her tracks. All you’ve done whenever someone brings up the incident is make excuses for yourself. You’ve blamed your elevated blood alcohol level for you punching Andy, and you’ve said that Marie Carey is an unreliable source, even though she has no reason to lie about what happened.

You have a reason to lie, though. So excuse me for not taking you at face value. I find it hard to believe feeble sob stories from a woman who assaults her husband on a plane in public and than lies about it.

You’re not the victim in all of this, Juliet. Andy is. Andy had a loved one punch him in the face - a couple of times apparently - during what was stated to be a very distressing time for both of you. You selfishly blamed him for the situation he’d found himself in, and than proceeded to call domestic abuse on him for allegedly breaking your ribs, remember? If you can’t, you can watch the video on TMZ.

By the way, I know Andy wrote that post on Instagram writing off your behaviour. I’m just going to point this out to you: if Andy had gotten drunk on that plane and smacked you around, the internet would still be bending over backwards in sympathy for you. Andy’s career would have been over faster than the story broke, and if you tried to make the same excuses for him that he has for you, you’d have been seen as a battered woman.

And another thing, you saying you couldn’t possibly have hurt Andy because he’s over six foot and well built… Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? First of all, Andy is tall, yes, but he’s built like a twig. A fucking stiff breeze would do that man in.

Secondly, your claim devalues men who have survived domestic abuse situations. Women are biologically smaller than men but that doesn’t mean they can’t cause serious damage when they want to. Abuse is not just physical, and a small woman can cause physical harm to a larger man. They use weapons (or pick fights in places where the man can’t respond). It seems to me like you’re making excuses again.

Finally, Andy appearing to react in any kind of physical manner would’ve appeared to be an act of domestic abuse on his part. Neither of you are stupid so I know you both knew there wasn’t anything he could have done, other than sit there and try to wait it out, that wouldn’t have made his situation worse.

You’re responsible for your own actions. Everything you’ve done that’s gotten us to this point is your own damn fault.

Clean up your act, Juliet. You’re a disgrace.

#IStandWithAndyBiersack

Submission: I hope Juliet reads this, because that’s some strong tea. 

Can You Feel It? (pt 1/2) [M]

Summary: Yeo One is your true enemy. He tries to take over your student council duties daily. He’s always flaunting his popularity. He always has something smart ass to say to you or about you. So what happens when you find him tied up in the classroom after hours? You can do anything to him that you want. Revenge might feel great, but who would have the last word?

Warnings: Bondage, orgasm denial, various kinks, exhibitionism, all sorts of lechery. It’s all in good fun, though.

Note: Extremely dirty. I would like to apologize for writing this in advance. OTL Read at your own risk. I know Changgu would never be a jerk like this but wouldn’t it be fun if he was? Also, I know nothing about Student Council so I just made everything up! Hooray!


As I walked into the classroom on Friday morning I saw the usual sight. Changgu hadn’t picked up the materials for today’s class and instead he was sitting at his desk with his friends surrounding him, talking animatedly and laughing. No doubt he was telling fantastic stories about his latest date.

I shoved my way through the throng of overly tall boys who were his friends. “Changgu, did you get the homeroom materials for today?”

Changgu sighed at having his story interrupted. He looked at me dismissively, straightening his tie. “Can’t you do it?”

“Why would I do it? It’s your job, not mine.”

“But I’m busy right now,” he said, having the nerve to give me his stupid aegyo face – the one with the big innocent eyes and puffy baby cheeks. “Can’t you do it?”

He always does this. He expects to get away with everything. He’s always shirking his duties as Vice President simply because he is hot and popular and everyone likes him. If he thinks the same childish act he uses on other girls will work on me, he can think again.

“I have to prepare for the student council meeting. I have things to do right now. So you go do it. Also, I need the agenda for today’s Student Council meeting,” I said, sticking my hand out.

He’d better have done it or I swear to God. The school festival starts next week and I have too many things to do. Not to mention my own VP will be no help at all.

“Uh….” He said, scratching his ear and looking around guiltily.

All his friends began to snicker, knowing that he hadn’t done it and that I would get angry, as I always did.

“Did you not do it? Again?!” I cried. “How hard is it, Changgu?”

“I just got busy last night. I had a date with a very hot girl. I mean you should have seen her. I was just in the middle of telling everyone about it, but then you ruined it,” he told me, frowning dramatically.

“How can you say something like that with a straight face?” I questioned.

“Come on, you’re a straight A student, it’s nothing for you to write up the agenda right quick,” said E Dawn. “Right?”

I stared at him so coldly it made him visibly wither. I pointed a finger to Changgu. “This jerk right here is a straight A student too! And even if he wasn’t, he should do the things he’s responsible for, right?”

Everyone began to sigh and go back to their seats, complaining that I killed the fun and ruined their joy, calling me a killjoy and a warden. Changgu fake coughed into his hand while saying the word “Buzzkill!”

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boyfriend! park woojin

how the shy, nerdy loser, park woojin would confess

school! au


  • park woojin is such a nerd lmao
  • everyone knows that he’s hella smart, got straight a’s, 5.0 gpa
  • if you’re tryna pass a class, you best be sitting next to him
  • but nobody actually knows him personally
  • he doesn’t really talk much to other students but has a semi-friend lee daehwi
  • you had woojin in science class
  • and tbh you didn’t know shit
  • you started off the class with an f after you failed your first quiz
  • and things just never got better gg
  • but you started realizing that the semester was ending, and you were about to take a fat ass L
  • your teacher called you in after class, and told you straight up that you were about to fail his class, and you needed to get your shit together
  • “hmmm if you’re really struggling with this material, i suggest asking park woojin to help you”
  • and you just want to kys because you’re not tryna fail and retake this class
  • but woojin kind of scared you lol
  • he’s so perfect and smart and low key intimidating even if you’ve known him since middle school
  • you’ve never really held an actual conversation with him after all those years of being in the same class
  • so you walk home thinking of different ways to end your life cheat on the final actually understand the material
  • you drop into the nearest convenience store by your house to pick up some food to motivate you to study, and you accidentally run into woojin
  • he mutters a quick “sorry” before walking out, but you turn around and grab his sleeve 
  • “wait can you pretty please tutor me in science?”
  • and you just give him an embarrassed laugh
  • surprisingly he says yes!!
  • he’s really shy and super confused bc he’s known you for so long but he never thought that you actually knew he existed??
  • and he was also super flustered at seeing you since he thought you were really cute and may or may not have crushed on you for 4 years,,
  • so you exchange kkt’s and meet up at the library after school everyday 
  • sometimes you buy him drinks and sometimes he’ll buy you chips
  • “woah how’d you know honey butter chips are my favorite??”
  • obviously bc he’s been low key stalking you 
  • anyways.. he reteaches you all the key concepts that you should know for the final 
  • and you swear the teacher has never gone over this in class but maybe you were asleep
  • you guys hit it off so well??
  • and you find out that woojin is really talkative when he’s talking about something he’s passionate about like dancing
  • you didn’t know this nerd danced wth??
  • and you feel really bad after a while bc he’s wasting his time to help you study when he could study by himself
  • basically you just felt like a burden ;;
  • so you bake him cookies as a thank you and he gets super blushy and awkward when you give them to him the next day
  • his blushing face is so funny that you can’t resist dropping a couple flirty teasing remarks 
  • “aw you’re so cute woojin”
  • but woojin has been really enjoying spending all this time with you
  • he secretly likes it when you make your stupid puns
  • and sometimes when he’s teaching you something, he’ll drift off into space and you’ll catch him just staring at you
  • he’s mesmerized by you okay
  • as for you, you start to become comfortable with woojin
  • and he seems less scary, and you realize he’s just a shy bean
  • you notice how he’s really focused on everything he does, and you admire his perseverance 
  • you start getting used to his presence, and it took him weeks but eventually he even starts to talk you outside of class and study sessions
  • like sometimes he’ll bring you lunch, and you guys will sit together in the cafeteria talking about anime or something equally nerdy
  • woojin has obviously never had any relationship experience and he has no other friends to confide his feelings to,,, 
  • he’s already suppressed these feelings for the past 4 years, but now that you guys are actually friends, he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship ;;
  • woojin is so scared to confess bc he’s such a loser, and you’re well-loved by everyone at school
  • he’s way too shy and afraid you’re going to reject him immediately bc you think he’s an embarrassment to you
  • so one day park jihoon, your english partner, asks you to rehearse with him after school for your guys’ english project which is to recreate a scene of romeo and juliet in class
  • you guys wrote the script in class (a class you don’t have with woojin obvs) so of course you agree
  • jihoon takes you to an empty classroom and you guys start rehearsing
  • “o, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. they pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair”
  • “saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake”
  • “then move not, while my prayer’s effect i take”
  • and then jihoon leans in to fake kiss you bc he’s a flirty asshole and it’s part of the scene but why
  • you laugh and jokingly hit him “why are you like this wth”
  • at this time woojin is looking for you bc usually you meet up by your lockers, and you’re always there first waiting for him
  • and of course he chooses this moment, when it looks like jihoon is going to kiss you, to walk by
  • and his heart actually shatters
  • woojin is just staring with wide eyes at you two and quickly walks off bc he feels tears coming
  • he never knew you and park jihoon were a thing, and now he feels stupid for ever thinking he had a chance with you
  • he walks out of school and hears his phone ring and of course it’s you
  • he doesn’t really feel like talking to you rn but he’s too kind not to pick up
  • woojin sucks it up and continues with your study sesh but with less smiles and jokes and most of the time you think he’s grimacing
  • while he’s reviewing the law of gravitation with you, your phone goes off and of course it’s a text from jihoon bc you’re really unlucky rip
  • woojin pauses and stares at your phone which says:
  • from jihoon daddy ♡ (jihoon created that name okay) : are you my homework? bc i want to slam you on my table and do you all night long ;)
  • “blocked and reported” 
  • you notice woojin glaring at your phone and when your eyes meet, you’re scared by how scary and angry he looks
  • he grabs you by your arm and drags you out into the hallway
  • woojin is overcome by a jealous rage and he ends up pushing you against the wall and slamming his hands next to your head
  • and you’re just like wtf what’s going on? am i in a cheesy anime wth???
  • adrenaline is rushing in woojin, and he literally has no control over his actions atm
  • “you’re not jihoon’s. you’re mine”
  • you’re like whoa where’d this confidence come from?? what a busan way to confess wow
  • and wow woojin looks so fucking hot being all alpha like this holy
  • his confidence is so sexy shit and you don’t even say anything and just kiss him bc damn he’s hot 
  • whenever you mention this confession to him, he gets all embarrassed bc he had an actual confession planned out with roses and milk tea and everything but oh well
  • so boyfriend woojin is v v v cute,,,
  • he’s so innocent wow 
  • brings you flowers on every anniversary
  • “happy 7th month anniversary”
  • “wtf woojin nobody celebrates that but thx”
  • really really shy
  • at first he doesn’t initiate pda at all,, gets flustered when you hold his hand in public
  • eventually gets comfortable with you and becomes clingy af
  • study dates!!
  • tries to bribe you with food and cuddles when you finish homework
  • “i’ll buy you boba if you finish your math homework early”
  • your grades start rising hella wow
  • started from the bottom now we here c->a
  • woojin is a proud boyfriend when you pass your science final with flying colors and pass the class
  • dances for you and wow he’s so hot when he’s dancing damn
  • reversal charm to the max
  • his snaggletooth is the cutest thing you’ve ever laid eyes on holy
  • he wanted to get it fixed at first since he was kind of insecure about it but you were like “uh how about a no”
  • you loved his tooth and he ended up loving it bc you did :)))
  • you have an album of woojin’s childhood pics on your phone, and he begs you to delete them but you can’t resist teasing him bc it’s so funny lmao
  • he tells you about his crush on you in middle school really shyly one day and you just laugh bc middle school you was a cringey part of your history and if he liked you at that awful point of your life,, he’s a keeper ;;
  • an angel!!
  • knows how to cheer you up with girl group dances hahahah
  • dances to twice, ioi, gfriend, every girl group to make you laugh
  • will destroy every last shred of his dignity to see you smile :’)
  • a wanna be athlete
  • tries to play basketball with you but prob doesn’t know the rules gg
  • gets jealous when you drool over male idols
  • “i dance better than him right???”
  • needs constant attention like a lost puppy
  • it’s okay bc he’s cute
  • v clumsy
  • tried baking cupcakes for you one day but almost burned up the kitchen hahahahah see what i did there
  • trips over the air sometimes
  • vj park in training 
  • tries to film you dancing to the choreos he’s taught you
  • ends up zooming in on your face 90% of the time and having really shaky camerawork 
  • really really caring boyfriend and will love you unconditionally ♡ 

It’s so painful to admire a celebrity and have nobody else around you understand the relationship you have with that person. Even though I haven’t met them, there’s still a connection. Their music gets me through the day and my dedication helps their career and we are both grateful. To people around me it just seems “stupid” and I need to “get a life”. Yes, I understand they don’t personally know who I am, but it’s nice to have a person out there that you can look up to and be proud of for their success. i’m so sick of people judging my love for someone famous, as if it’s childish and useless. If it makes me happy then why should it be a problem? I’ve chosen to look up to someone who adores and appreciates everything their fans do for them. I think I couldn’t have made a better choice actually, I will stand by this person no matter what, no one can change that. Why can’t people just have a little respect rather than degrading such a nice thing?

Yoongi Scenario: Lay By Your Side.

Request: A scenario with Yoongi when he miss you so much that he even admits all the boys and you surpise him while he spleeing and you spoon him, like too much fluff !! PRETTY PLEASE!!!

Genre: Fluff.


It was the fourth time Taehyung caught him staring at your picture, and as each time Yoongi sighed before putting his phone away to glare at Taehyung for snooping.

The younger guy gave him an apologetic smile to which Yoongi sighed again, it was no secret that he had a girlfriend, at least not to his members and manager. They knew and were fairly supportive on him, more coming from his members than the company, although there was always the reminder of how cautious he should be, neither of them wanted a scandal and honestly Yoongi thought it was best to keep you secret for your own well being.

They were currently in China, doing a photoshoot to which it followed an interview for the magazine spread and then they’d go to a music show to perform their latest song. It was a hectic schedule, but everyone was happy to be able to promote abroad. After that they would be going to Japan for two days, going back to Korea for just two days before going back to Japan to continue promoting their japanese track.

It all resulted in him having near to no time to see you in person, Yoongi was aware that sometimes he wouldn’t be able to see you or even talk to you properly, you knew that as well and always gave each other support. Yoongi just hoped for an opportunity to go to you and spend some quality time together, just the thought had his whole body craving for it.
But as the days without seeing each other started to accumulate Yoongi felt the toll that it had on him; he had finished his solo shots for the photoshoot and he couldn’t help but stare at your profile photo, he wanted to kiss you all over, hold you close, being able to see into your eyes without having it to be through a device.

Taehyung had woken him up from his reverie, which pissed Yoongi, his friend was giving him a weird look, partially sorry for catching him, partially curious by Yoongi’s current state. Thinking about it, he must look scary with the death glare he was sure he had on.

-What?- Yoongi muttered.

-Nothing… It’s just that…- Taehyung looked around to ensure no one was listening. -You have been staring at Y/N’s picture for a while-

Yoongi shrugged. -She’s my girlfriend- he whispered back in a tone that said the issue was over. He didn’t like talking about you in such places, and now he could see he was being a bit imprudent for looking at your picture like that, Taehyung must have been worried too.
Yoongi looked at the younger guy with softer eyes. -Sorry-

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They Don’t Love You Like I Love You (Archie Andrews x Reader)

Request: Reader suspects that Archie is cheating, and she sees him kissing another girl, so tries to get him back by flirting with guys and stuff. You can choose how it ends

I sat staring at my phone, waiting for my boyfriend to respond. He’s been distant lately, and always has excuses. He was supposed to be coming over to my house today, but there’s no trace of him. I have the need to know, is he cheating on me? I have never loved a guy the way I loved Archie. I just didn’t know what else to think at this point. I know that I’m not perfect, but I give him anything and everything he wants. 

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BTS reaction to accidentally fogging up their boyfriend’s glasses after giving them a forehead kiss.


Seokjin -

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Seokjin’s face would be one of horror and humor. He had wanted to kiss you because you weren’t having the greatest day, but that definitely seemed to lighten the mood. He would chuckle at the incident, and make a humorous comment.

“I guess my beauty was too much for you to see, jagiya.“


Yoongi -

Originally posted by yoongiyi

Yoongi would feel embarrassed on the inside, especially once he noticed that it was his breathing that caused your glasses to fog up. However, he wouldn’t show it on the outside. He’d only shake his head, and make a negative remark on your lenses.

“The people that made these did a shitty job jagi.“


Hoseok -

Originally posted by donghyunist

Hoseok would laugh off his nerves. He would feel slightly embarrassed that it was him that caused your lenses to fog up, but he would contain it. He wanted to seem as normal as possible, especially after that small incident.

“Everything must look different now, huh jagi?“


Namjoon -

Originally posted by rapnamu

Namjoon would feel stupid for a few seconds. It would take him a minute or two to register what happened, that was until you were squirming underneath him just so you could clean your lenses. That would be when he realized that he had fogged your glasses up accidentally, and he would chuckle a little before shyly apologizing.

“I’m so sorry jagi, I didn’t mean to.“


Jimin -

Originally posted by parkjmzl

Jimin would be a little ball of flustered nerves. He would stare wide eyed at your now foggy glasses, and would let the heat rise up into his cheeks. He then would surprise the both of you, and fall over giggling at what he had done.

“You’re so cute baby, but you look even cuter with your glasses foggy.“


Taehyung -

Originally posted by piedpiper405

Taehyung wouldn’t mind the incident much. He would just remove your glasses from your face, and put them on his own. That was when he really knew how much he had fogged up your lenses, and that would make him giggle.

“You’re so blurry jagiya.“


Jungkook -

Originally posted by jjks

Jungkook would be slightly nervous when he seen your foggy lenses, but wouldn’t think anything of it. He would sit back down, and start scrolling through one of his social media accounts, trying his best to seem like he wasn’t nervous at all.

“You really should clean them jagi.“

Intertwined

A/N: So I haven’t written in a while but I was suddenly inspired. This is me first song fic inspired by the song intertwined by Dodie Clark, usually 70s/80s punk is more my style but this song is honestly beautiful!

Hope ye enjoy, this can be platonic or romantic it kind of works for either?

Sanctuary - refuge or safety from pursuit, persecution, or other danger.

—————————————————————

You opened your eyes as you heard the window close and the floor beneath it creak, he was breathing heavily as if he had ran all the way over here. He kicked off his shoes and you closed your eyes again as he made his way over to the bed.

“Fuck!” He whisper shouted, hitting his toe against something in the pitch black of your room.

It took a lot of you not to burst out laughing at the sound him cussing quietly under his breath, insulting anything and everything he knew you kept in your room. He stopped once he got to the edge of your bed, you pulled the blanket up to your mouth to hide the smile that was forming from your amusement. The bed dipped under his weight as he lay down in the space beside you, he took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside table before pulling the blanket over himself.

Skin

Heat

Your single bed allowed little space for the two of you so you ended up pressed against each other, you shivered.

“Richie you’re freezing” despite it being summer, Derry always got cold at night. You shifted closer to him, taking both of his hands between yours and rubbing them.

“If you wanted to hold me so bad you should have just said so Y/N” he whispered, chuckling

“I will kick you out of this bed, asshole” you looked him sternly in the eye, the streak of light from the street lamps that peaked between the spaces in your curtains allowed you a glimpse of his unmagnified brown eyes.

Hair in your mouth

Feet touching feet

He warmed up rather quickly and you now lay on your designated sides of the bed, your eyes were closed but his were wide awake and staring at the window he had climbed through earlier. His thoughts were consumed by the events that had unfolded so far that summer, from the happy times he had shared with losers club at the quarry and then to the living nightmare you had all experienced in the Neibolt house and then of course; to It.

He had abandoned his best friend, dragging you with him to his bike and rode as far away from that house as he could, he felt bad when he thought about Bill and Bev standing there in the street watching you two ride off but he was scared, scared of It and what It could do to him and his friends. His thoughts were interrupted by your sleepy sigh and the brushing of your bare feet against his sock clad ones. His eyes went back to you, he watched you pull the piece of hair from the corner of your mouth.

Oh you

And I

Your gaze met his when you woke again for the second time that night, he smiled slightly and you felt your own tug at your lips.

Safe from the world

Though the world will try

You felt safe here with him, under the blankets. It felt like you were small again and the shadows of your belongings created the outline of monsters and bogeymen in the already dark abyss of your bedroom, your blanket and it’s warmth protecting you from their wrath. As you got older you started to laugh at the stories that used to scare you as a child but then you had seen the real bogeyman, and your blankets couldn’t stop It. You were only two kids, stuck in this small shitty town, with the weight of the world on your shoulders and this was only your poster-covered bedroom, you knew the four walls couldn’t stop It but when you two were lying here together, nothing else existed beyond these four walls; no nightmares, no murdered kids, no shitty parents, it was just the two of you. And your sanctuary.

Oh, I’m afraid of the things in my brain

But we can stay here

Richie had been coming here and climbing through your window since you met, he used to spend his nights binging junk food and slurpees down at the arcade where he would tap away at the games until the early hours of the morning and he got kicked out for it to close. He’d avoid going back home for as long as he could even if that meant wandering around town for hours. You used to wonder what his parents thought of that but you soon realised his mom couldn’t tell the difference between when he was and wasn’t there, in fact she barely took even glanced at her son.

Your parents time was consumed with work, they spoiled you with materialistic items in a sad attempt to fill the void that their lack of attention left behind. You didn’t want their gifts, not that you were ungrateful, their money just couldn’t buy you their affection. On the rare chance they did glance your way, it was with a critical eye; they expected the best and no matter how hard you worked and how high you got your grades, you felt like you couldn’t give it them.

You and Richie always shrugged these things off when they were brought up, you always said that you didn’t care for the opinions of your parents, Richie always said that yours could “go fuck themselves because their missing out on a great kid” and when needed you would repeat this phrase back to him. You were two sides of the same coin; Richie made up for his neglect with obnoxious jokes and loud remarks, that more often than not got him in to trouble, whereas you decided to use your frustration as the drive behind everything you did out of spite, out of the thought that one day you could get far away. As a middle finger to the world for placing you in this situation.

And laugh away the fear

Despite this you wished you could confide in them, that they pulled their gazes away from their files and numbers for a minute, to actually look at their kid. To take her in, the dark circles under her eyes; the light of youth long gone despite her age. The genuine fear she constantly felt no matter where she went because of that thing she felt, she knew was always watching.

“Hey Y/N” Richie whispered again

“What is it?”

“You know what you and this summer have in common?”

You raised an eyebrow “what?”

“Your both hot and making me sweaty” he raised his hands to block you as you went to slap him.

“Oh my god” you cringed but couldn’t help giggle at his horrible jokes.

“I’m serious” he laughed, trying to stay quiet as you continued to slap him and attempted weakly to push him out of the bed “look at me, I’m getting a tan just lying here with you”

You rolled your eyes.

Numb

Fine

He continued cracking jokes and doing his awful impressions, leaving you in fits of laughter that you hoped wouldn’t travel to your parents room. And in return you would ask the weird questions that your brain only came up with at such ungodly hours of the morning.

You create a rarity of my genuine smile

“I hate you Tozier” you said between laugher at his Pancho Vanilla voice.

So breathe

Breathe with me

You both took deep breathes as your laughter died down to a giggle then to silence. You looked at each other, chests rising and small smiles plastered each others faces.

Can you drink all my thoughts?

‘Cause I can’t stand them

Your late night leading in to early morning conversations distracted you from what was going on outside your blanket sanctuary. You appreciated the distraction, because it seemed like every other moment was spent worrying about what was lurking in the sewers. Richie always had that effect on you, his jokes and one liners came at the most inappropriate times but they helped, they helped take your mind away from the the constant fear that you tried to keep out of your head but you couldn’t. The fear never stopped, and It thrived on it.

You lived for these moments when your mind could go to anywhere and anything, when it wasn’t consumed by those constant thoughts, the ones you had when you were lying in your bed alone

Seeing those same outlines you hadn’t seen in so long that now kept you awake and alert (you hated those thoughts). But then he came and climbed in to the bed next to you and all he had to do was make a stupid joke and try another god awful impression that sounded like his own voice again,then you didn’t feel scared anymore, not with him there.

Intertwined

Free

The laughter made everything seem almost normal again, made you feel like everything could be normal again. When you and Richie shared you single bed, that was just about big enough for the two of you, you could talk about anything. In your sanctuary you weren’t stuck in Derry, Maine. Another pawn in Its game, another fly caught in its web of terror it had spun all over this town, you talked about cities with bright lights and buildings that were new and full of people and life. Of places you would like to visit one day that would make you feel alive and where you wouldn’t feel this constant weight on your heart. With your feet tangled together; you talked about where you would go once you were old enough to leave all this fear behind and run from this town.

I’ve pinned each and every hope on you

I hope that you don’t bleed with me

Richie was too good for this town, all of the losers were. Derry was where the shittiest of people lived, he was better than that. You hoped he would keep that need to make people laugh well in to his later years. That he wouldn’t turn out like you, he wouldn’t lose that energy he had that you loved so much despite how obnoxious he could be and beatings he ended up receiving from Henry Bowers. That he would realise that he was worth so much more than the hurt and the neglect and the fear that Derry instilled on him.

I’m afraid of the things in my brain

But we can stay here

And laugh away the fear

“You know what you would look good in?” Richie murmured sleepily

“What?” You yawned

“My arms” he cracked a smile, his eyes closing

You shoved him lightly, getting comfortable and making sure you both had a fair share of the blanket.

Hmm, hmm

Hmhmm

You fell asleep that night; goofy smiles in place and legs intertwined. Safe in your sanctuary.

ive spent most of my life being like “thats strange/weird/stupid” or “thats cringeworthy” at childish things but fuckin in all honesty ive unlearned that shit recently and its the best shit to unlearn.

make over the top characters and OCs and shit. love absolutely repulsive designs and contrasting shit. you want an OC that’s a wolf-octopus fairy who loves cheese? then fucking make them. bring them to life. dont let a bunch of assholes bring you down because it seems “stupid” or “cringeworthy”.

literally as long as no one is hurt and everyone is having fun and as long as youre not promoting gross shit in the process, then its good shit??? have your fun and who cares????

like… stop with the elitist attitudes on what is “cringeworthy” and what “isnt” because lemme tell you, everything and everyone is cringeworthy no matter what so just fuckin have fun my god stop bringing kids down

you wanna know what’s cringeworthy? an adult telling a 13 year old that their first OC sucks ass because they wanted to draw a colourful wolf that represents themself

you’ve got a date tonight; peter parker

prompt:  You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

word count: 756

for some reason this won’t let me do a keep reading break sorry. also i don’t really know what this is but enjoy

Originally posted by tomhollanderr


“Peter!” I burst through my best friends bedroom door with coat hangers in hand, startling the boy who was studying intently, adorned in a slightly baggy jumper, exposing part of his collarbone, my favourite look on him. He whipped his chair around to meet my eye, seeing the shaken look on my face.

“Whats up?” He asked slightly concerned but not overly dramatic.

“Liam from my chem class asked me on a date and I said yes for some reason and he’s picking me up in an hour and I don’t know what to wear help.” I said, barely stringing it out into one breath. Peter’s face fell with my words as they fell out of my mouth, standing up and lightly gripping my biceps.

“Woah, woah alright, calm down, I didn’t even know you talked to Liam.”

“I don’t, but he came out of nowhere and I panicked and now I don’t know what to do.” Matter of fact, I didn’t like Liam at all, but instead the boy in front of me with the brown eyes that always seemed to anchor me to him. I regretted saying yes but why not take a crazy chance, it’s not like I’d pluck up the courage to ask Peter out any time soon.His gaze into my eyes was deafening, he looked like the colour blue, quiet and calm, too calm.

“Um- well- what have you got to choose from?” He nervously spluttered after abruptly breaking eye contact, awkwardly dropping his hands from their grip on me. 

“Well I was just gonna wear these jeans but I always overthink everything so I have a bunch of tops but also a dress in case you don’t think any of the tops are good enough.”As I continued my anxious rambling, I noticed Peters observance falter as his eyes seemed to be drowning in a sense of pondering, lost in his own mind.“Uhhhh sorry, I shouldn’t have come, this is stupid I shouldn’t overthink-” I started towards his bedroom door but before I could make it Peter had already pressed his back against it, not letting me leave.

“No no don’t say that, you know you can always come to me for anything, even if it is as stupid as what to wear.” He rubbed his arms down my arms and chuckled with his words, raising heat to my face as I enveloped myself in embarrassment, “Show me what you brought.”

***

As I emerged back into Peter’s room, wearing the brown top he told me to wear with my blue jeans, I uncoordinatedly spin my body, my mouth drawn into a nervous, tight lipped smile, giving a sarcastic curtsy afterwards. Peter’s eyes and mouth fell open as he stood up to meet me, casing an all too familiar bubble to start forming inside of me. All I wished is that he would convince me to not go on this date.

“Don’tgoonthisdate.” He stumbled out, his mouth seeming to act quicker than his brain. Well that was easy.

“What?” I tried to brush it off, laughing awkwardly, the falter in my voice giving me away.

“You’ve never even spoken to the guy. He doesn’t know you.” He stepped closer, once again gripping my arms softly, a gentle look in his eye as he gazed into mine, head tilted slightly. I visibly swallowed, struggling to ignore the burning fire of confusion and adoration for what was being said to me.

 “He can get to know me.” I said, barely a whisper, unable to break the eye contact.

“Not like I do.” My breathing was shallow and I was paralysed into place, my body seemingly forgetting how to do the most basic of functions. Peter seemed to pick up on this and did the work for me. He closed the already non existent, tension heavy air between us, capturing my lips between his tenderly, my body going full throttle at this action, every nerve in my body on fire. My hands found their way to his neck as I kissed back with all the force I’d been holding in for years. The feeling of his hands sliding on my sides and hips, our lips moving together almost in synchrony. I pull back, dazed, trying and failing to hide the grin permanently plastered to my face

.“I love you.” He breathed out finally, eyes closed and head down. Nothing could’ve prepared me for that, that felt like the air filling my lungs after spending an eternity underwater.

“I love you too… I betta go cancel this date.”

deh comforting you hcs

hi im a whiny ass bitch and my heart hurts so here are some quick and sloppy hcs abt the deh peeps (minus the parents whoops) helping u when u just internally hurt all over so ya enjoy

evan hansen

  • tbh hes prob hurting too but he realizes you havent texted him all day and hes like “?? buddy are you okay” and youre just like “fake it ‘til you make it!” so you give him the ol’ spiel like ‘ya just feel like taking a day to myself’ all that jazz
  • he doesn’t buy it, hes done the same thing. so hes like “ok if u say so” but runs to the supermarket and buys brownies and cookies and funfetti mix and fondue dip and rushes to ur house
  • hes def like the kinda guy whos like “ive always wanted someone to do this for me so might as well start by doing it for someone else” you know? :( poor baby i love him 
  • anyway so you answer the door with sloppy hair and in a onesie and just Not In The Mood but you see him and are like ?????????? whats the kind lil babe doin on my doorstep??
  • you bake funfetti cupcakes together and eat So Much junk food but you eat the fondue with baby carrots to be healthy
  • you both just snuggle platonically in a warm blanket and watch sad movies as an excuse to cry together and its nice and bonding and yall feel closer as friends after it

zoe murphy

  • oh shes so supportive
  • shes mainly there as a shoulder to cry on and to just listen to you. she’ll take you out to eat at ur fav restaurant to make sure you dont hole yourself up and you get out a bit and she’ll go to the mall and just walk around aimlessly 
  • you def go to dairy queen because zoe is a child and gets all excited when they flip the blizzard an- oh my god how do they do that??? how does it break physics??? its, like, liquid it should fall!!!! it never gets old, im tellin ya, every time it mystifies her and her reaction is adorable and just puts a smile on your face
  • go to old record stores and listen to all your favorite music and blast it in the car (you get control of the aux) and just do domestic relaxing things like go to ikea or go grocery shopping etc
  • uhhh thats all i rly got for zoe sorry omg

connor murphy

  • he def just distracts you. he says its because he doesnt wanna hear you complain but its rly because hes bad at shit like that???? he wants to help???? just he doesnt know how???? he was just always the person ppl were trying to help (and failing) so he knows sometimes it’s rly fucking annoying so he just chill abt it
  • he just takes you on long car rides and you listen to nice music. not music thats like punk or pop or whatever. calming and emotion extracting music like will connollys music. ur free to just,,, cry in his car and he doesnt blink twice abt it hes fine with it
  • yall find this empty and serene road and stop to smell the roses a lil bit. maybe taking a small nature walk. yall smoke if ur into that but if ur not then he doesnt, as much as he may want to, bc he knows you wouldnt like it
  • yall can just be numb together

alana beck

  • oh alana is such a sweet angel she would have a full day planned thE NEXT DAY
  • first, build a bear. theres a sale so you each get two. you get your fav pokemon and you both build one another as a build a bear. its a grand time and ur both just happy and youre so happy to be happy
  • next, to an aquarium. yall take your damn time gazing at the mesmerizing fish while holding your bears and you share earbuds and listen to music while laying under the aquarium roof thing, you know?? 
  • and you go to this open field that framed with trees park and make each other flower crowns out of tiny daisies and blow all of those dandelions and make lil wishes and its good, wholesome, and pure

jared kleinman

  • how obvious is it that i want a jared kleinman
  • anyways so he totally helps you out of your lump. he sees you tweet smthn half sad and hes over in ten minutes just to check up. yall dance to the mamma mia soundtrack in the kitchen while making grilled cheese at 3am
  • youre kinda bummed out the whole time esp bc its like late but jared just makes u smile and giggle and you start to forget
  • yall go to an arcade and just play everything and do some lazer tag and yall stick together and kill everyone when youre on the same team but specifically target each other when youre on opposite teams
  • omg and watching movies and just making the dumbest commentary. bc ur not at the theater yall are both free to be obnoxious so u put on hsm2 and fucking belt everything and do alllll the choreography and make stupid yet hilarious comments abt everything as if youve never seen and are some cynical movie reviewers 
  • and jared totally seems like the kind of guy who got a wii at age 8 and never felt like getting another console so yall play mario kart and kirby and wii sports bowling for like 24 straight hours until u nerds both pass out on the couch mid game
  • he just makes you laugh until you forget and thats why jared is The Best and i love him