just stay right here on my dash

one last thing before I log off forever of tumblr:

I am so proud to call myself a juventina. I’m proud that I’m loyal to my club. Juve could lose all the finals in the next 10 years, I would still be here wearing our colours and singing our hymn until my very last breath. I'm proud to support Juve and not any other Italian club, or Spanish or German or English club. I don’t care if they have more trophies, more fans, more money, more success, whatever.  I owe Juve so much, I owe especially Gigi Buffon so, so much. As many times I wanted to forget about juve, there are as many times where I wouldn’t still be here without them. For nothing in the world would I want to love a different club other than Juventus. 

Seize The Moment

YouTuber!Au Series

Word Count: 1654

Genre: Fluff

“Make sure to say ‘congratulations’ on our behalf!” Exclaimed Joshua.

The two older boys sat adjacent each other on Joshua’s couch. The news of Seungcheol’s engagement had been spreading like wildfire, even though his vlog hadn’t even been finished yet, let alone uploaded.

“I definitely will,” Seungcheol began as he stood up, “I’ve got to get going. Thanks for the collabs, guys!”

Joshua and Vernon, who’d stood up too, bid him farewell in unison as they watched him disappear out the front door of Joshua’s house. The three of them had just finished shooting a video for each of their channels, trying to make the most of what little time they would have to see each other.

“Yeah, Josh, thanks so much for letting me film my new video in your house.” Vernon said, with gratitude.

“Don’t mention it,” Joshua replied, “What’s this one going to be about?”

“Oh, it’s going to be the ‘Touch My Body Challenge’. I invited my friend, (Y/N), over to do it with me.”

“Ah, (Y/N). Is this the person you’ve been talking so much about lately?”

“Well… Yeah… (Y/N) has been on my mind a bit more than usual.”

“Are you nervous about filming a video together?”

“Well, normally I wouldn’t be. But, this particular video has me kind of… Worried. I think it’s also this whole thing with Seungcheol’s engagement. He just proposed yesterday and now the entire city knows! (Y/N) isn’t a YouTuber, I don’t want the publicity to seem scary.”

“Why would it be that scary? It’s not like (Y/N) is going to be on your channel every week.”

Vernon sighed and slouched in Joshua’s lounge chair. Joshua really didn’t seem to be getting the hints Vernon was dropping, though he just wasn’t ready to admit to himself, or Joshua, that he liked you. Luckily, and unluckily at the same time, you interrupted the awkward silence by knocking on Joshua’s front door.

He opened the door and greeted you with a warm smile, “Hi, you must be (Y/N). I’m Joshua.”

“Hello,” You responded, shaking the hand that Joshua held out for you, “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m a big fan of your work on YouTube.”

“Thank you so much! You’re here for Vernon, right? He’s inside.”

Joshua stepped back from the doorframe, allowing you to enter the living room. Lo and behold, there was Vernon. He had stood up to greet you, though his welcome was more stiff than Joshua’s. It was just the slightest bit peculiar, considering Vernon had known you for nearly ten years and Joshua had just met you. He raised his arms, as if to give you a hug, but as soon as you drew closer to him, he quickly lowered them. Opting instead to shake your hand, Vernon shyly scratched the back of his neck as Joshua began readying the audio equipment.

“Hey,” Vernon started, “How are you?”

“I’ve been good. What about you? It must’ve been fun hanging out with Seungcheol and Josh again.” You replied, looking at your hands instead of at him.

“I’m good too. I’ve been really busy with YouTube lately, but, it’s fun.”

Normally, the two of you would have gone on and on, until Joshua had to snap you both out of it to film. But, for some reason, the conversation simply dissolved. All Vernon could do was shove his hands into his pockets and try his hardest to avoid your gaze. But why was he acting this way all of a sudden?

You concluded that it could’ve been because Vernon and Joshua were awkward with each other, so the atmosphere was tense. But even that - seemingly the most logical conclusion - didn’t quite add up. The two of them looked to be all buddy-buddy just a second ago.

Before you could think about it for any longer, Joshua called for your attention as he was done setting up.

“Ok guys, the mic is ready, the camera is positioned. If you guys are ready to go, we can start.” He announced.

Vernon looked to you for approval, shrugging, “If you’re ready then I’m ready.”

“I’m good.” You affirmed, walking over to sit on the couch, at which the camera was pointed.

Vernon sat next to you, though not very closely. He sat for a moment in silent, most likely thinking about how to go about moving closer to you, then he scooted over the slightest bit. To the both of you, it seemed to make a world of difference, but to Joshua who sat behind the camera, Vernon still appeared to be at the other end of the sofa.

“Uh, Vernon,” Joshua called out, “Can you move closer to (Y/N)? You’re at the very edge of the frame.”

Vernon complied, cautiously moving in your direction again. This time, it was slightly more than before, but Joshua still did not seem pleased.

“A little more.” He urged.

Vernon moved over again, not stopping until Joshua told him to do so. But by then, you and Vernon were sat so close next to each other, your thighs were touching. Naturally, the both of you began blushing furiously, your cheeks hot and your nerves flaring.

Joshua wore a smug grin, yelling, “Ok, and we’re rolling.”

Vernon clapped once before putting on his best smile and greeting the camera, “What’s up guys, welcome back to another video! I’m here with my friend, (Y/N), say ‘hi’ to the people watching!”

“Hi~” You cooed, cutely waving to the camera.

“Today we’re going to attempt the ‘Touch My Body Challenge’. If you don’t know the rules, basically, it’s that one person is blindfolded and the other person lets them touch a specific body part and the blindfolded person has to guess what body part they’re touching. Sound like fun?”

He turned to you with his bright eyes and relaxed smile. He was so charismatic, and so handsome that you could barely stutter out an answer to his question. Instinctively hunching over in embarrassment, you tried to hide your rosy pink blush by moving some of your hair in the way. But, it didn’t help as much as you hoped, because Vernon took out the blindfold and just kept going with the video.

“Ok, (Y/N), do you want to go first or should I?” Asked Vernon.

“Um, whatever you want.” You answered, hesitantly.

“Why don’t you just go first? Unless you want me to…” He trailed off.

“Oh no, it’s fine.”

With a silent sigh of relief, Vernon handed you the blindfold to tie around your own eyes. Even though he was reluctant about admitting to his crush, he definitely knew he was not ready to touch various parts of your body.

As you tied the blindfold, vision completely blacked out, Vernon awkwardly sat and played with his fingers. Joshua noticed his nervous fidgeting from behind the camera, but stayed quiet for a while. Though, with the way your collar bone was accentuated as you struggled with the blindfold, Vernon only became more restless.

“Hey, Vernon,” Joshua interrupted the silence, “I think the camera just died.”

“Crap,” Vernon hissed, “Alright, (Y/N), just wait here and I’ll be right back once the camera’s working.”

“Ok, I’m just not even going to take off the blindfold then.” You stated.

“Cool. We’ll try to do this super fast.” He assured you, getting up from the couch and dashing to Joshua’s side.

Joshua gestured for Vernon to follow him, “The charger’s in my bedroom.”

The two of them didn’t even make it up the stairs before Joshua stopped and spoke to Vernon in a hushed voice, “What are you doing out there?”

“What do you mean?” Vernon asked, a nervous tone to his question.

“I mean, why are you so awkward with (Y/N)? Aren’t you good friends?”

“Well, yeah, but… It feels different now, for some reason. I can’t explain it.”

“Let me have a shot then. You like (Y/N).”

“What?! That’s ridiculous! That’s crazy! That’s… True. Josh, I think I like (Y/N).”

“So you finally admit it.”

“I don’t know what to do about it. What if I confess too soon and get rejected? It’d make our friendship weird.”

“From what I can see, it looks like (Y/N) kind of likes you back. Just make sure you go about it the right way.”

With a reassuring pat on the back, the older boy strolled down the stairs and back into the living room, sitting in his original seat behind the camera. Vernon followed closely behind, with greater confidence than before but still no real idea about how to confess to you.

“Did you guys find the charger?” You asked, feeling the sofa cushions being weighted down as Vernon returned to his seat next to you.

“Yeah, the camera’s fine.” He muttered.

Had your eyes not been covered, you would have seen Vernon blankly staring at the wall. He was in pretty deep thought for a moment, replaying Joshua’s advice in his head over and over again.

Feeling a sudden surge of confidence, Vernon decided to lean over and peck your cheek, just below the blindfold.

Your eyes shot open beneath the fabric. Not even bothering to untie the blindfold, you lifted it over your eyes to reveal a blushing Vernon smiling to himself.

“What was that?” You asked, not necessarily mad about what happened.

“I like you, (Y/N). I always have.” He admitted shyly.

Seeing him like that, all cute and vulnerable, your heart nearly melted right then and there.

“You know,” You started, “If you want to kiss me again, next time, you don’t have to do it while I’m blindfolded.”

Vernon’s entire face lit up with excitement. His lips formed the most sincere smile you’d ever seen, but only for a moment before they curled into a sly smirk.

“So, can next time be right now?”

-Written by Admin Cali

sooooo, i’ve reached my first ever goal on tumblr after only eight months wohoooo!!!!!! three thousand thank yous to the 500 people who follow me (honestly why tho i’m trash my blog is trash my tags are mostly me crying and screaming and being sad and lusting over unreachable people, i really don’t deserve yall 💗💕💞💖) and now i’m going to start the process of mentioning every single person i follow (fyeah tumblrs not included)

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Guys, I’ve been in a pretty awful mental place for the last few months and this week in particular has been very bad (both personally and professionally), so as of today I’m going on tumblr hiatus. I may be temporarily unfollowing some people as well–this is nothing personal, but I’ve reached capacity of my entire ability to tolerate politics, national or otherwise, and I just can’t handle any more of it right now. 

I’ll probably still check my dash every once in a while, so you may see me liking stuff here and there, but I’m not going to be posting a whole lot until I’ve got my feet back under me. Askbox and email will stay open if you need to get in touch. (And the anon who posted the ficlet in there the other week–I got it and loved it, just haven’t had a chance to post it yet! Please forgive me–I’ll get it up as soon as possible before I take off. <3<3<3)

Possessive 02 - M

Min Yoongi 민윤기 - Mafia!AU

Warnings  - spanking, swearing, just your normal mafia au

Glossary - 01. 02. 03. 04. 05.

Playlist - here!


Each night you sit and wait, sit and wait, sit and wait. It becomes an endless cycle of droopy eyelids and strong coffee; moving from the couch to the kitchen and into the bedroom. Yet, he does not come home. Does not text. Does not call. You do not even know if he’s dead or alive, if he’s ignoring you or just oblivious to your messages.

But you’re not allowed to have friends–which is the worst part. No one can visit in case of Yoongi coming home hot headed and covered in blood as he usually does. Except it’s been so long since you talked with anyone your own age. So you call up an old friend, someone Yoongi couldn’t possibly get mad at you for having over.

His name is Jeon Jeongguk and you’ve known him since long before he joined Yoongi’s gang. It took a lot to get him to come over, all begging and assuring that Yoongi was gone for the weekend. When he finally did, though, Jeongguk was annoyed and looked like he was ready to stab someone.

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stay away from anti-terf-is-anti-woman (without the dashes!!).
apparently calling terfs disgusting means im lesbophobic and misogynistic. that totally makes sense, right?!?

also i’m pretty sure the “reading comprehension” part is ableist, but i was unsure at the time and decided not to bring it up just in case.

please stay away!! 💓💓💓

@hunk-is-an-anti here’s something to prove they’re toxic, if them being a terf wasn’t enough!! 💓 (its my-lizard-is-gay-and-so-am-i haha)

I’m trying to study! Part 4

Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

Bucky x Reader College AU 

Catch up here!


Hello, my gorgeous readers! Here is part four for you. I hope you enjoy!

Word count: 2250 (holy chuck I didn’t think it’d be this long)

Warnings: angst. A bit of fluff. Crying Bucky. 

(Note: updates might be slower now, as Halloween break has ended for me and I’m back to college. Sorry if they take a bit longer than usual.)

“Please do not forget about the deadline for the project”, Professor Stark called out as you hurriedly gathered your notes into your bag. “No one wants a failing grade, right? I expect those projects in on the due date, Monday. No exceptions.” You huffed out slightly, knowing the project is the last thing you will be able to focus on after what had happened with Bucky.

Just the mere thought of him made you feel dizzy. After your encounter with him a few days ago, he’s been acting extra sweet towards you and you can’t help but long for his presence, his voice, his touch. Ever since that night, you’ve changed; you’re quieter than usual, you are much more dreamy than usual and you so far, you haven’t gone you at all, preferring to sit at home.

You’re so caught up in your thoughts that you don’t notice Steve standing in front of you until it’s too late and you’ve walked right into him, making you drop all of your things.

“Oh my god, Steve, I’m so sorry”, you rush out an apology as you drop on your knees and hurriedly pick everything up. Steve chuckles and kneels down to help you.

“Everything alright, (Y/n)? You’ve been acting strange these past few days. Is everything all right?”

You glance up at Steve and frown. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you seem really quiet lately, and now this”, Steve gestures to the mess. “I just want to know if everything is fine. You haven’t been yourself lately, and as your friend it’s my job to make sure you’re alright.”

You laugh slightly, a tinge of red gracing your cheeks. “Yes, everything is fine, Steve. Sorry, I guess I’m just…tired.”

Steve raises an eyebrow. “Tired, huh?”

“Yes, tired”, you nod. “I’ve had a lot of work to do so I’m not as well rested as usual.” You shrug.

Steve gives you a look, but doesn’t say anything. Just as he’s about to say something, his phone rings and he murmurs a quick “sorry” to you before picking up.

“Hey, Sam. No, I’m not busy toni- whoa, you’re kidding.” Pause. “I didn’t think you were serious when you told me that. You know I don’t like those types of places!” Another pause. “Fine, man, but it’s just this once I’m going. I swear, I’m never making bets with you again.” Steve chuckled. “Yeah, sure I’ll be ready. I’ll see you guys tonight, then.” Hanging up, Steve turned to face you again. “Sorry, (Y/n), I must go. I lost a bet with Sam and he’s dragging me to a nightclub tonight. Are you going?”

Shaking your head, you laugh. “No way. I’m going to stay at home and try to finish my project for Stark’s class.”

Steve grinned. “Lucky you. Well, I gotta go. I’ll see you later!” And with that, Steve rushed away.

“(Y/n), you HAVE to go!” Wanda once again tried to persuade you to go with her and Nat to the same nightclub Steve was talking about earlier on. “Come on, it’ll be fun, I promise!”

“Sure it will”, you mutter, continuing to flick through the channels on your TV. “Just like it was last time.”

Wanda huffed. “It was an accident that the bartender spilled that drink on you. He even gave you a full refund. But that was last time! This time will be different?”

“Oh, and how do YOU know? Nope, I’m not going. That’s the end of it.”

For the past hour, Wanda and Natasha have been trying to persuade you to go, but you weren’t budging. You’ve had bad experiences with nightclubs in the past, plus you have already made up your mind that you’re not going. And once you make up your mind about something, no one can make you change your decision. Not even Bucky.

(Okay, yes, maybe Bucky is an exception. Not that you’d ever admit that.)

Natasha walked out of the bathroom, fixing her already perfect hair. “Any change in her?”

Wanda shook her head. “What do you think?”

Nat snickered. “I don’t expect her to change her mind, honestly. That’s just the way (Y/n) is.”

Thank you!” You glance at Nat. “What made you stop trying to annoy me?”

The redhead snorted. “We’re gonna be late if we just stay here trying to talk you into this. I really don’t want to waste any more time.”

“Bless you and your logic, Romanoff. Now get out.”

Wanda gave you a hurt look. “Ouch, (Y/n). You could at least be nice.”

Raising your eyebrows at her, you gave her a bored look.

“Fine, fine”, Wanda gave in. “We’re going to my place now. If you need anything, just call!” Wanda gave you a sunny smile.

Nodding, you smile back. “Sure. Are you finally going to go or what?”

Nat and Wanda laugh, heading out of the front door. “We love you too, (Y/n).”

Shaking your head with a giggle, you continue watching Supernatural, fangirling quietly over The Winchesters and Castiel.  

After about ten minutes, you hear a knock at your front door, so you get up to open it, rolling your eyes.

Nat or Wanda probably forgot something, you think, quickly unlocking the door.

“What do you want this time?” You huff out without looking at who it is.

“…sorry, (Y/n), I-I thought you’d be okay with me coming over, umm… I just wanted to talk to y-you, uh… I’ll go now”, a quiet voice murmurs.

Looking up in a panic, you quickly shake your head. “Wait, no, Bucky, no! I’m so sorry, please stay, I just thought you were Nat or Wanda because they… hey, are you okay?”

Bucky looked like hell. His eyes were red and he looked exhausted, like he was barely even standing. His hair, usually tidy and cute, reminded you of a dead animal atop his head. He looked like he was fighting not to cry.

“N-no, I’m not okay. P-please, can I talk to you?”

You pulled Bucky inside faster than he could blink, quickly shutting the door. As soon as you turned to face him, the man collapsed into your arms, instantly making you flood with worry.

You pulled Bucky along and settled with him on the couch, quickly turning the TV off. As you helped him sit down, the brunet immediately nuzzled his face into your shoulder, supressing the small choked noise that left his mouth.

You froze, your mouth dropping open in shock.

Was Bucky…crying?

Reaching up, your hands began slowly stroking his messy hair, pulling him close and providing him the comfort he desperately craved for. You carefully placed one hand on his back, stroking gentle circles on his shirt as you placed soft kisses on his head, hoping to calm him down. Your heart broke seeing him like this. You couldn’t help but wonder what made him like this, what made your poor, sweet Bucky this unhappy. You swore that if anyone did this on purpose, you would have your revenge.

“Shh, Bucky, I’m here now, I’m here for you, it’s going to be okay. Shh…” you kept stroking his hair, gently kissing it every few seconds. You couldn’t help the tears that formed in your eyes; the man you loved the most in the world was here, in your arms, crying, and there was hardly anything you could do other than hold him and tell him it was going to be ok. You hated yourself at this moment, hated how useless you were, hated that you didn’t know what to do.

After a long while, Bucky calmed down and very slowly pulled away. His eyes were puffy from crying, his hair in clumps, you slowly reached up and stroked his face, completely heartbroken at the sight in front of you.

“Oh my god, Bucky, what happened, sweetheart?”

Bucky’s entire body was trembling, so you gently took his hand and pushed him down onto the couch, placing his head on your lap. Threading your fingers through his hair, you continue stroking it. Reaching down, you press a slow kiss to his forehead, instantly calming him down.

Bucky swallows thickly as he begins to talk. “M-my mom…s-she’s in hospital a-and she’s really sick. I-I’m just so worried that…that she…”

“Oh god, Bucky”, you whisper, instantly bending down and enveloping him in a tight hug, not failing to notice how shaky he is. “My sweet, sweet Bucky”, you murmur, not caring anymore that you’re making it obvious you have feelings for him. “It will be alright, my love, I know it will. Your mom is a strong woman, I know she will make it.” You stroke his cheek delicately, pouring all your emotions and energy into making him feel better.

Bucky’s breath rattles when he intakes oxygen. “But what if she isn’t? (Y/n), what should I do? I’m just so scared…”

You press another soft kiss to his temple. “Don’t be. She will be alright, Bucky. I know she will. You just have to trust the doctors to do their magic. But it’s going to be alright, I promise you that.”

Bucky nodded slowly, once again burying his face in your hair. “Thank you, (Y/n). Thank you for everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He is still trembling, but not as much as earlier. You consider that a success.

“Shh, my darling, it’s alright. When was the last time you ate something? Stay right here, I’ll go fix you something real quick.”

Bucky nodded again, curling upon the couch as you dashed into the kitchen, ripping open a packet of instant noodles and putting them in a bowl, then pouring hot water over them. You knew this probably wasn’t the best food to give him, but right now, Bucky looked tired, exhausted and hungry, so good food would have to wait for later. Grabbing the noodles and a fork, you went back into the room Bucky was in, carefully putting the food down on the coffee table and helping the brunet sit up. When you passed him the steaming dish, Bucky nodded gratefully and dug in, barely even chewing the noodles as he wolfed them down.

“Easy there!” You scolded. “If you eat too fast, you’ll be sick. Slow down.”

Bucky gave you a weak grin, swallowing the mouthful. “Sorry, wife. Forgot how strict you are.”

Rolling your eyes, you giggle slightly and shake your head. “Shut up, Bucky. Eat up.” And with that, you left the room.

You grabbed a few clean, warm towels from the dryer and walked into the bathroom, immediately plugging the bath and pouring warm water in, along with a lot of that bubble formula. You grinned happily when you noticed how much bubbles there were, your inner child bouncing around. Turning the water off, you walked back into the main room where Bucky was, pleased that he had already finished his food.

“Alright, you”, you stated. “You’re having a bath now. You don’t stink or anything, but you look terrible, no offence.”

Bucky laughed weakly. “None taken. Thanks, (Y/n), I really needed this.” He got up slowly, trudging to the bathroom. You walked behind him, sighing at what you were about to do.

“Alright, Bucky”, you started. “Um…strip and get in the bath. I’ll come back in a bit and wash your hair for you, so hurry up.”

Bucky smirked slightly. “Doll, if you wanted to see me naked that badly…”

Your whole body felt hot. “Shut up! Anyway, the water is full of bubbles, so it’ not like…I’ll be able to…see anything.” You blushed even more. “Plus I’m just gonna wash your hair. Not…anything else.”

Bucky burst out laughing, slapping his knee with his hand at your response. You glared and left the bathroom, hoping the blush in your cheeks would go down soon. Goddammit, you thought. I KNEW this was a bad idea. However, you weren’t going to change your mind. It’s not like you’d be able to see anything…right?

After a while, you knocked on the bathroom door. “You decent yet?”

Bucky chortled from inside. “Yes, (Y/n), I am. You can come in.”

Walking in, you shut the door and sat on the edge of the bath, huffing at Bucky’s smirk. “Stop it.”

“Stop what?” Bucky questioned innocently.

“That look! Stop giving me that look.”

Bucky chuckled and leaned back in the bath, closing his eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure”, you grunted, running your hands through Bucky’s hair and moistening it. Pouring a small amount of shampoo into your palm, you placed it on the brunet’s soft locks and began massaging, earning a satisfied sigh from the man. You smiled in response, pleased that Bucky was finally comfortable.

“Hey, (Y/n)?” Bucky opened one eye.

“”Yes, Buck?” You glanced at him with a smile.

Bucky smiled back. “Thank you for everything. I mean it. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Everyone else was out and you were the only person here…I knew I could count on you.”

You blushed slightly, chuckling. “It’s no problem, Buck. Just…glad to help.”

Bucky closed his eyes again with a soft sigh, and you looked at his resting peaceful face. Bucky had been through a lot, and you felt honored that he had chosen you when he needed support. Your heart began stuttering at that familiar fast pace as you smiled to yourself.

I’m in love of you…I’d even take a bullet for you if I had to. I love you…

So there it is! I hope you don’t mind the slight angst…

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hello, lovey!  i’m putting this and my other blogs in a sort of semi - hiatus. nothing happened, i’m just trying to focus on my novel and study and also take a break from what the dash is lately giving us. so the queue is still running, but i won’t be /right here/.  if you need me,  i’ll be more than glad to talk to you through my personal @terantino.  see you anytime!  stay classy!

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spellmage , dayfangs , lawstrung , welldriven , serpenthand


@spellmage —- so where do i start with this precious cinnamon bun ?? omg their blog is TOTAL GOALS. you want a spot on magnus so much so that i am quite convinced that they are really them and magnus is real >> then you need to follow this being right here. writing is on point, i stalk the hell out of this person tbh.

@lawstrung —– ASDFGHJKLLJ THIS ALEC ACCOUNT !! i mean wow, there is not enough words for me to describe how amazing they are. their writing is jaw dropping and just i love having you on my dash, i read quite a lot of your writing tbh when i see it because i just love it so much. stay awesome ❤

@welldriven —- so i have only started following and interacting with this account recently and boy am NOT DISAPPOINTED. you’re brilliant and you are a delight upon my dash !! like why you even wanna write with me baffles me, but you are 100%. 

@serpenthand —- here is another blog i stalk from afar. you are a fantastic izzy !! i love seeing your preciousness all over my dash, and maybe one day i might find the courage to throw something at you ?? but until that day imma keep you on my dash so i can just stare in awe at your writing !!

I meant to make this follow forever on my blog anniversary last month, but I decided to postpone it since my 30k mark was coming up soon. So anyways, THANK YOU for following my blog, for dealing with my terrible shitposting, my procrastination in not answering asks right away, and in general just staying as this blog evolves. Everyone here has made my Tokyo Ghoul experience on tumblr amazing and very fulfilling, from the beautiful and creative art and graphics to the informative and thought-provoking metas and fics, and I look forward to more as Ishida wrecks our souls <3

Not all of these blogs are TG-related, but a large percentage of them are full TG blogs or post some TG, so this is a good place to start if you’re looking for TG blog recs. Other than that, these are blogs that I enjoy seeing on my dash. I may have missed a few blogs, and if I did, I apologize T^T

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| floppyamon | ghoul-kaneki | harostar | hideyoshi-senpai | ishidasui | k-aneki | kaeveeoh | kageyamstobio | kanekx | kanneki | kumorize | kurorie | ladymoonstache | ladytsukiyamas | literally-ghoulish | littlemissymonster |

M - S

| makyun | matzsuoka | mulay-to-tokyo | nain | naomimightbeasian | neimana | notreallyshinji | oikiwi-tooru | raaawrbin | sakata-dono | sans-san | senju-swag | shouty-y | sleepy-ken | sougos | stoned-levi | stupid-brat | suzuya-s | suzuyajuzoo |

T - Z

| -tokyoghoul | teamheichou | tearbender | tectighoul | tinyghoulproblem | tokyoghoultheories | tooru | toukyoghoul | tsuyuake | unravel–ghoul | uriekuki | wildlifeneko | xinorinrin | yamiga123 | yeyewonsomething | zetsuubo |

Haven in the Middle of Turmoil

Part 16 of A+ Secrets

Summary: Today’s the day you testify in court

Word Count: 2056

Warnings: None

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You were shaking. It felt like every puzzle piece of your life was almost in place, but not quite. The edges didn’t line up, but the picture looked right. There was tension between the pieces, and you didn’t know how to fit everything together.

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We’ve come to that time of year where these posts seem to be the norm, and even though I just gushed about a lot of people on Thanksgiving, this is my chance to really shout out some blogs that I feel like must be on my dash at all times or something is not right. I’ve met so many amazing people here, people I now consider very close friends who have to stay, always. I am always forgetful though, and I know I’ll make mistakes. It never fails that I leave someone off and then I feel terrible when I remember. There’s like, a 100% chance that will happen, so I apologize in advance. PS: omg there are so many people where I no longer know what the hell your blog name is anymore and I’M SORRY D:

First up is filledwithlight my wonderful, beautiful, amazing partner in everything but most importantly in crime, I love you. 

The baes  - which is a term I never in my life thought I would use and still partly think it means the BAELFIRES:

isjustprogress | incessantstorytellers | herardentwish | queenoflocksley | ninzied | someonethatiamnot | repellomuggletum15 | starscythe | badskin | melazon | outlawqueener | wicked-grin | admiralarachnia | aamydunne | citri 

You are all people who have impacted my life in some huge way whether or not you know it, although, now I guess you do! Whether it’s because you’re my Ann Perkins, you’re enriching my life through fic, just being there as someone I can talk to, the way you put up with my insane podcast ideas (well that’s specific I who that shout out is to) or you text me random links, snippets of fic, or salsa dancers, you’re very near and dear to my heart.

My RP babies:

thetidebreakscullenmancing-trashparty | stuckinwinterwonderland | arealcharmingprincess | alsywalsy | morticiamom | bogglesthemind 

People who must be on my dash always and forever but in no particular order at all except for ABC:


actuallycallie | adi-dion| alexkinqstons | allthatulovewillbcarriedaway | anathemagerminabunt | andrea-wyatt | arrow-flies-true | aunicorndumbass | blackandfabulous | bobsessive | cafeconcanela | cathycath | cdgeiger | ciaimpala | edmorales| elizabethbaenks | emilieparrilla | emily31594 | emilybeexoc


factsfictions | felixgoessharesies | frivolouswhim | fuckyeahfangirling | ginandcigars | helloxbeastie | heydairyqueen | hinasakisanctuary | hogwartsexpresslane | hope2x | hotpastrami | il-etait-une-fois-nos-reves | imgoddamnpluckyremember | infiniteangie | jessieruthmueller | jezzibella | joshparrilla


kosmikdawg | kristilynn | lauraroslinforever | locksleymills | lorilann | lostinherphrasebook | marblesonglass | mess-of-contradictions| mi-alegria | misscamthenorwegian | momentarily | ms-daniella | much-more-greendale | nada-mills | nerdgirlsarcasm | nicoleanell | oceanssapart | ohvienna | onlyreadsbooksandshecannotdraw | outlawqeen | outlawqueenz


pirateofpenzance | pixieclau | prettylittlereign | pseudonymitea | pixieclau | redcherrysunshine | regal-misfit | reginaoflocksley | riskinghearts | robins-queen | seariderfalcon | shiningbeaconinthenight | shipsnthenight | silverfinch | skyliange | smolderandsass | the-endless-wonder | theevilregal | thiefqueeen | thosewildcharms


until-the-next-time | verycleanindeed | wickedly-evil | wooutlawqueen | ysu73


ps: special thanks to kitty for making the pretty for this!

Undo - A Big Hero 6 Fanfic

(I got this idea while spending some time in the countryside a day ago. There’s something to be said about being surrounded by endless stretches of green and blue, that’s for sure.)

Title: Undo
Fandom: Big Hero 6 
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,270
Summary: Hiro has no idea why everyone’s acting like this towards him–why everyone seems to want him gone.

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