windflower: list 5 of your favorite blogs and explain why i like them
just 5??? ;;^;; this was hard but you should definitely follow these people!!
@lahviis idk shes lame but makes cool edits i guess :/ jks TANIA IS AN ACTUAL ANGEL!! She was the very first tumblr friend I made and she really did make the last 3 years of my life just so much better <3 she’s really funny and sweet and her love for her faves are astounding. plus her edits and gifs are amazing?? true talent.
@xatsushis i tried tagging your main blog but it wouldnt let me, anyways MAHA IS A SWEETHEART !! both her kpop & anime blog are so quality and its always such a joy to see her on my dash. especially since a lot of our faves are the same so we usually just end up screaming about the same izaya posts
@vaisravanas sneha’s blog is amazing??? idk how she does it but her blog is so monochrome and aesthetics and always so pleasing to look at ;; plus shes always so nice to talk to and so supportive <333
@durararas I LOVE KISA AND HER BLOG !! her posts are so multifandom and tbh, her blog has gotten me interested in trying so many new shows (mainly voltron because she talks about keith so much LOL) anyways shes super cool and fun to talk to
@ryuzakki anthea is ??? a blessing?? like shes honestly so funny and nice and her posts always make me laugh (not like the ‘chuckle under my breath’ laugh but the whole ‘laughing till im crying’ laugh) also she screams a lot in her tags so its always fun to read!!
so i’m quitting tumblr, and i wanted to make one last follow forever as a way to show my love for the people who made this hellsite fun. here’s to the people who i’ve been following for literally ever, and to all my friends. thank u for being one of the few good things about my tumblr experience. i luv u all so so so much, u dont even kno.
*i’d like to say that i went from following 200 people (most of which i was pretty friendly with and had at least one conversation with) to 100 in the last few months. a lot of people deleted, a lot of people changed urls (and as a result i didn’t know who they were so i unfollowed), or their blog content changed, or they stopped posting, etc. i have love for those people too, but i’m only including people who i’m currently following.
@alwaysfob: i’ve always admired you a lot, your edits are fantastic and fobcc was such a brilliant idea and i’m proud of how far it’s grown cuz i remember when you posted the very first one (and i entered and never submitted smth bc i was uninspired and i bothered me for months) so it’s cool to see all that creativity on my dash & know that you’re the cause :)
@anervousboyslife: oh god. i wanna bring up smth from the group chat but i forgot all our lil memes & inside jokes :( thank u for the sims btw. that made me so so happy for like a week & then guess what? my laptop took a shit like. immediately after & i havent been able to play on it since :( im tryna get it fixed but. eh. but it was extremely thoughtful & im still grateful lol. thank u for bein funny & nastay, we’ve had some good times
@angelboyfrnk ahah i just got distracted looking thru ur blog, it looks v nice, like the color scheme? i dig it. anyway idk we havent talked in a while but we were in that group chat right?? that was fun. good timezzz. anyways i hope ur havin a good day bb. i get 2 call u that cuz ur younger than me haha ahh
@arohurley omg angie…we hav been mutuals literally 5ever. i’ve always thought u were so kind & so talented & i look up to u a lot, idk, i lowkey used to consider my mutuals to be like. my family & u were kinda the too-cool big sis, idk? but regardless i got a lot of love & thank u for bein one of my longest mutuals, like i wouldve unfollowed me by now so ty <3
@blooshie omg hannah..ive always admired u for how genuinely nice u r, like u just come off as a pure person, ive always lowkey been jealous of that. ahahhh weren’t u the one who told me abt ducks & their corkscrew dicks. lmaoo jeez
@blowfob u never come on anymore, but i couldnt not include u. u were one of the first people i followed, & one of the ppl i admired most. u & kate & some other ppl. i remember, it was like june 2014 & u got hundreds of asks & i thought u were the coolest person ever. u were super super funny & i literally screamed when u followed me, like i wanted u to follow me for over a year so when u did i lowkey died bc that was like. my big dream when i got into bandom. i just wanted a follow from u. so ty lol. ur so talented (coder, app creator, musician??? list goes on, fuckin crazy) & amazing, i just. i got a lotta love. thank u for bein u i guess. god im sappy pshjs
@boyfriendstump oh my g o d. ur one of the nicest ppl i know, like srsly u’ve always been so kind to me?? also ur taller than me ;-; u fucken string bean. idk i have fond memories of u, thank u for always bein so rad & freakishly nice to me, u always put a smile on my face, real talk. thank u for that
@brandnews omg karlie!! my fav!! ur literally so wonderful, ur blog is fantastic (it’s just. so nice to look at? like it’s the perfect combo of things, it makes me happy), ur a funny and nice person & ur so cute, ur just rlly gr8 im gonna miss u on my dash & u in general aw
@bulletproofatbest did u kno ur the only 21p blog ive stuck with?? thats how gr8 u r. ur fantastic, oh god i cant gush enough. i dont think we’ve ever talked but i have nothing for respect for u, ur edits r gorgeous & ur such a kind human?? i just. i got a lotta luv |-/ :)
@bznedrine my san fran loving fav! ur so beautiful & so kind, aw. remember when u tried to hook me up w fob tickets?? i do. that was so nice of u. thx for always bein so gr8 chloe <3
@cabbagepatrick ive kinda come to the conclusion ur like a robot or smth bc u’ve literally never posted anything personal, in fact it used to alarm me & i almost considered unfollowing u a few times, but i just love u & ur enthusiastic tags way too much haha. ive been following u a long time & u just consistently put good posts on my dash & mix up the content & i just love u a lot for that. thnk u
@centurese i dont think uve logged on in a while but we’ve been mutuals & fanfic writing buddies for a pretty long time & i still admire u a lot, ur a fantastic writer & a rlly good person & ur rlly cute i hope ur doin ok <3
@cocoamocha omg im lovin ur new theme it’s so simple i luv it. ok so ur just rlly sweet & ur art is soooo good & i remember bein super duper psyched when u followed me bc ur such a wonderful artist & ive always looked up to the bandom artists & ya
@corktree i still cant believe u follow me. i still look up to u & think ur just as rad as i thought u were before, but since we’re mutuals now im less intimidated. but omg i used to think u were like otherworldly bc 1) ur super gorgeous i literally live for ur selfies 2) u’v been a fan for so long & ur still so passionate abt fob thats so admirable i lose interest in shit so quickly lol. but ya ur just. actual fob queen & i think ur amazing
@deathofabvchelor aw cami. ur bday’s sorta soon so first i wanna say happy early bday! uh idk i dont think we’ve talked much but u’ve been one of my fav blogs for a while & i loved havin u on my dash thx for bein so gr8
@donthurtyoself again i dont think we’ve talked much but ive always admired u ur rlly nice & i luv ur aesthetic & the stuff u post. thx for bein a mutual of mine :)
@falloutofvegas aye vegas buddies! ya we’ve never talked much but we’ve been mutuals for a long time & i always liked ur blog. thanks for stickin w me so long :)
@ginasfz aw i luv u & ur blog & the content u post & i dont have too much to say bc i didnt rlly know u but i always enjoyed u on my dash so thx for bein mutuals w me
@goldenstump i got two camis on this list & i luv em both!! gosh ur just rlly pretty & i luv luv luv ur fashion like ur selflies r what i think of when i see ur url & specifically how cute u r & how cute ur clothes always r & i hope ur doin well
@gothish we used to be mutuals but it’s ok, i still go a lotta respect for u & admire ur luv of andy & ya thanks for always bein so rad & nice to me in the few times we did talk
@holidaybassline we have been mutuals a long time, & u post a lot of sj stuff these days which normally i hate but i ended up sorta liking it, like u kept me up to date on discourse shit & it was surprisingly nice cuz i like bein informed so ty for that. & for u urself, i dont think we talked much but u always came across as nice & i always respected u so. ya.
@ilyena-rose uve been following me a long time (unfortunately if i remember right it was a while until i followed u back eh :c) but u always stood out in the sea of notifs & finally i followed back & im so glad i did, ur just awesome, i luv ur blog & i luv u, keep bein amazin ok?
@jerseypunk ur so freakishly pretty like it’s unnatural how beautiful u r not to mention ur an unbelievably nice person w a fantastic blog. we’ve had good times aw im nostalgic. stay rad & ilu <3
@lukeallvez ah i was so happy when u followed me omg ur such a fantastic artist (srsly so talented like how??) & ur just a rlly good person idk ur gr8 & i hope u kno it
@milkhealy imani ah im gonna cry. i cant even. put words to how much u mean to me. uve always went above & beyond for me & never failed to make me smile & im gettin a lil teary rn cuz it’s not often yanno that ppl care that much to do that for a person? ur just rlly special & this sounds corny but i legit cherish u. thank u so much for everything. ily.
@nofunclvb i was super duper psyched when u followed me, i admire u a lot & im so jealous of all the shows uve been to thats so impressive. idk ur so pretty like ur face is just. Rlly Good. and ur blog is Rlly Good too ur just amazing idk thank u for dealing w my nonsense on ur dash
@ohvegeta ok can i just say thank u?? so much, like the whole fic thing, im still so grateful for that, i love that damn fic sm & u were so incredibly nice w that whole situation (which im sure was annoying & a pain in the ass), and u continued to be ridiculously nice to my annoying lil self so? thank you for that.
@ouijafrnk i still look up to u & ill always admire u, ur so beautiful inside & out & i couldnt explain why but uve always been an inspiration, like just how u handle urself, idk, it’s 2am & im havin a hard time bc i love all these ppl sm but idk how to put that love into words lmao. idk ur just wonderful in every way i hope u kno that.
@patty-strump again it’s 2am so mixing shit up out of exhaustion but im 70% sure u sent me a rlly sweet message when i said i was leaving & it was rlly nice, i dont think we talked too much but i loved ur blog a lot & ur a sweetheart
@payingnaivety bri uve been so nice & funny and like im not the kind of person who actively seeks out ppl to talk to so when u just started messaging me one day i was a lil offput but then i ended up loving ur stories & ur personality & idk im gonna miss u a lot thank u for bein so amazing
@philsass phil sass or phils ass? the world will never kno. aw ur just rlly sweet thx for bein mutuals w me <3
@pstumph aw jaden ilu. ur so cute & so nice & ur blog is awesome, im gonna miss u a lot ur an awesome person & we haven’t talked recently but we used to & i always enjoyed our convos :)
@punkfob ur so pretty & ur blog is fantastic. when i think of ur blog ur selfies & ur lyric edits come to mind & both were always nice to look at haha hope u have a gr8 2k17 :)
@quicksilvcrr i have new found respect for ur url after an evan peters binge watchin fest back in october lmao. ofc assuming ur url is abt the xmen quicksilver. if not that’d b awks. anyway ur rad af k bye
@radicalrumps we’ve been thru a lot, mostly good times & a couple bad times, but u were always gr8 no matter what. ur funny, nice, beyond talented, & i loved hearin ur stories abt ur crazy life. thank u for sharing it w me. ily.
@rapunkzle ive been following u almost my entire time on here & never stopped loving ur blog for one minute, thx for bein gr8. btw i luv luv luv ur theme it’s so adorable omg
@ribbonwentz sarah u & i hav been thru. A Lot. i remember when u told me what cummies were .-. that was cruel. but idk ive always respected u a lot ur info-finding skills r beyond impressive (become a detective or smth legit ur good at it so get paid for it) & idk ty for fun talks & stuff
@saverockanroll that message u sent me was literally so sweet, thank u sm for that. ur a wonderful person, & ur literally so pretty, ur def goin places. i believe in u! ily thanks for bein amazing
@sayyoprayers vegas jew buddies!! aw ur funny & memey & u come off as so chill & fun i hope u have a good 2017 & let’s hope maybe it snows here in satans ass usa??? thatd be nice psh
@semiwentz u kno of all the blogs im following ive been following u longest?? thats pretty impressive. i never even considered unfollowing, thats how rad u r. thx for bein a quality blog for 2+ yrs.
@sixteencandlez aw my lil hayley williams loving fav :) ur just rlly gr8 & ur blog is awesome idk ily a lot
@slimshadylamps oh god uve always been so, so nice to me im gonna miss u sm. thank u for always bein there for me & srsly so kind & fun i def appreciate all the times we talked ty for those convos.
@soulpunkboxes ur rlly sweet & super cute, ty for always bein a nice friend even if we didnt talk too much & good luck w ur vinyl collecting & ur music makin :)
@spaceboyfrnk i couldnt believe it when u followdd me & i still cant, like ur blog is so good, ur edis r fuckin rad, u deserve every single follower u have. ty for makin me feel cooler than i am every time i remembered u & i were mutuals lol.
@stillfeelthatrushinmyveins ur such a happy person, like idk u just give the impression that ur rlly optimistic & fun & i kinda like associate u w happy things like sunshine so like. idk thanks for bringin ur metaphorical sunshine & great content to my dash
@stumpelstiltskin ah man we’ve been friends for a long time & i hope ur not too upset abt me leaving. im sorry we havent talked that much this year but i always valued u as a friend & our skype calls were always fun. pet ur cats for me ok? ilu.
@swiftembers omg ur so nice & ur edits r legit incredible like i love the things u create & post & when u followed me i was psyched enough bc of ur original content but then i found out ur an incredibly nice person & i was like???? how dare u be so amazing??? keep up the good work.
@theballadofmonalisa ah another case where i dont think we talked much but i loved u a lot anyway?? u post #goodshit & ive always loved ur blog
@thexstyles idk we rarely talked but theres a couple of blogs that i would never unfollow even if they stopped posting yanno & ur one of them. i just rlly luv ur blog & u
@throam i still cant believe u got that url. thats so impressive. we’ve been mutuals for a long, long, long time. like, im pretty sure ur one of the first ppl i was ever mutuals w. thx for that.
@ticksinbeat ur theme is so cute omg i luv it. hey ok i dont think we’ve ever talked but i luv ur blog a lot yahhh
@trohvocaine remember that time i misspelled ur url. lmao idk how that’s possible but i did it psh. ur just rlly fantastic, i remember when u followed me i was soo happy cuz i looked up to u sm, still do, ur rlly nice & ur selfies r always so good (ur so pretty!!) & ya thx for bein ur amazing self
@washingtonsqpark i look up to u sm, like ur snapchat is my actual favorite thing & the fact that ur like besties w bill beckett like??? i just have a lot of respect, ur a super kind person, ur rlly beautiful, & idk. thanks for talking to me all that time ago. keep bein amazing & chances r ur probably goin to a show soon so have fun lmao
@winterwentz aw fuck ilysm. ur just so wonderful, w havent talked too much recently but i used to love our conversations a lot. ur a gr8 person, i hope ur doin well ilu.
@xmasdallon aw tessa. ur a good way to end this. i luv u a lot. ur so cute & talented (pls keep makin music ur so good at it) like legit i live for ur a capella stuff, it’s so fantastic. idk ur an actual treasure ily
I can’t think of a good story, this one is kind of funny.
So, my APUSH teacher has been having night reviews to help with the AP test. And so everyday after school, I go to Starbucks with my friends and then come back up.
And this time when I went, I tried doing the star dash offer since I needed to get gold card lmao. So my friend was like get on for the teacher lmao so I did.
And when we walked back to school, he wasn’t in class. Then his daughter comes in with a frappe, then my teacher walks in with a Starbucks cup, and my friend and I are like um what do we do now.
We ended up being like hey we got you a drink. And he was like for me thanks, but I already have a drink, but thanks for thinking of me.
And I think the topic of this review was like Andrew Jackson and manifest destiny, so when we got to it, I was like yeah like you rejecting my drink. ( he low-key wanted it but was like nah you can have it)
The next day, he had a drink, and I was like oh so you got your own drink again. So he replied with something like yeah I had to bc no one would get me one and I would be thirsty and such. Smh
TBH this story isn’t funny unless you were there, but that’s how my drink was rejected by my teacher.
IM SO EXCITED I JUST SAW YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! Okay, could I have an Avengers imagine where the reader is sort of antisocial from the group or really sarcastic and doesn’t really hang out with the others. But the team finds out that when she gets home from missions she has like a really cute hobby like knitting or baking cupcakes or something?
Sitting in the aircraft as you turn your seat to the wall, you hear the team mumbling behind you as you draw in a long breath through your nose and close your eyes.
“Just give ‘er some time,” Captain says.
“She’s been with this team 10 months, Cap,” Tony says as he huffs to himself, “if she doesn’t wanna be here, let her put in for the transfer!”
“She hasn’t said anything about a transfer,” Bruce pipes up, pulling the earbud away from his ear.
“She hasn’t said anything in general,” Tony murmurs to himself.
“She’s very useful in the field. Do we need much more than that?” Natasha asks.
“Of course the soulless spider wouldn’t think beyond the needs of the field,” Tony snarks.
“I do not see the problem. She contributes to the home, she is very valuable on the missions. She is quite engaging the times that she does converse…”
Shaking your head lightly, you lean your head into the chair and close your eyes, trying to drown out Thor’s voice as you dream of your room back at the tower.
It wasn’t that you didn’t want to get to know the team. They were a great bunch, and Mr. Stark was very gracious in allowing you to stay in the tower if you contributed to the maintaining of the facilities that you used.
You just…didn’t like people.
Scratch that…it wasn’t people.
It was socializing.
Well…it really wasn’t even socializing.
“Well, personally, I think-”
“Can it, Barton,” Tony snaps.
“Hey, now wait just a second,” Bruce says as he stands, holding his finger in the air.
You hated when they interrupted your trains of thought.
“The green man’s gonna bite if you all don’t shut it,” you lull, clenching your jaw together as everyone slowly turns and looks at the chair that they thought was vacant.
“Miss Y/N?” Thor asks.
“Yes?” the disembodied voice replies.
Everyone continued to look around at each other, flabbergasted that they didn’t realize you were sitting in the chair.
The silence was deafening.
“Let me know when we land,” you sigh, curling your legs further into your body as you clasp your arms around them.
“Sure thing,” Tony says, his brow furrowed deep as his eyes burrow deep into the back of the chair.
“Y/N?” Clint pipes up.
“Yes?” you respond.
“Is there any reason why you don’t like us?” he asks.
Now, it was your turn for the speechless silence.
“I’m sorry if I’ve given that impression. It wasn’t my intention,” you state.
The rest of the ride home was fairly silent. Thor and Clint engaged in a bit of conversation here and there, and Tony kept mumbling stuff under his breath, but other than that it was quiet.
You breathed a sigh of relief when the carrier landed on top of the tower.
“Who’s hungry?” Tony asks, wheeling his chair around as you dash for the door of the flying encasing.
And as he watches you scurry out onto the top of the tower, your legs practically running you to the door of the stairwell, Tony claps his hands together before pointing in your general direction.
“Well, apparently not her,” he states sarcastically.
Throwing your room door open, you slam it shut behind you, placing your back up against the door as you lean your head back onto it, sighing heavily as a light smile ricochets across your cheeks.
Finally, some alone time.
Dashing towards your bed, you drop to your knees as you shove your hand underneath, pulling out a long, thin briefcase as you pop the sides and allow the lid to slowly flip up.
Smiling to yourself, you grab your large canvas pad before reaching for your favorite set of charcoal pencils, tucking a sharpener into your back pocket before shutting the case and pushing it back under your bed.
Drawing was your release.
You could lose yourself in the details of a doodled scenario, drowning out voices and worries and constantly-running thoughts.
But it was especially helpful in combating the things you saw in the field.
Sitting back on your haunches, you raise to your feet as you go to sit on your bed before turning your head over towards the door and contemplating upon an idea.
The mindset of the team was partially because you kept yourself so isolated. Granted, it wasn’t a bad thing…it’s how you’ve always been…but maybe it was something you could fix while still enjoying your distraction.
Taking the time to change into something more comfortable, you dash out of your room in your full-length black and white chevron-pattered sundress, your bare feet padding across the floor as you make your way for the kitchen, the smell of food wafting through the hallways as you descend quietly down the stairs.
“I do not care for those onions you speak of,” Thor says as you grin to yourself, “they have an odd taste and are…mushy.”
“Mushy, huh?” Clint grins, eyeing Thor from his corner as he cleans up his bow.
“Yes, mushy…” Thor says, turning around as he eyes Clint carefully.
“Easy, Mr. Granite. No onions in the food tonight,” Tony says as he pops a lollipop back into his mouth.
“Yeah, I’ll make sure to tell the cook,” Bruce snickers, shaking the pan in front of him over the stove as Tony leans back onto the doorway separating the kitchen from the main living area.
“Hey, Romanoff, could you go down into the wine cellar and find something that would-”
But as Tony turns his body back into the room, he realizes that everyone’s eyes are trained on something.
And that something is you.
Sitting in a chair in a corner, you prop the notepad up on your lap, your eyes darting up to Clint as he continues to sit in his chair, his ankle crossed over his leg as his bow sits mighty and tall in his lap.
“Could you stay like that for a second?” you ask, your hands working the charcoal pencils quickly over the paper as Clint nods silently.
“What’s going on?” Bruce asks from the kitchen.
“Just keep cookin’, Maria,” Tony says nonchalantly.
“Is it really necessary to call him that?” Thor asks.
“It’s just in jest, Thor,” you lull comfortingly.
Feeling someone appear at your side, you recognize the shoes as your eyes continue to dart back and forth between your paper and Clint.
“I can feel you breathing, Natasha,” you smirk lightly.
“Is this what you do after every mission? When you shut yourself in your room?” she asks.
“What’s she doing!?” Bruce calls out as he moves the pan out of the heat and wipes his hand off on the corner of his flannel shirt.
“I believe she is being artistic,” Thor says.
“Drawing, big guy,” Tony says as he slaps Thor’s strong back, “she’s drawing.”
“What’s she drawing?” Bruce asks.
“Clint…” Natasha says, her brow furrowing lightly as she trains her eyes on the picture emerging before her.
After getting the basic outline completed, you take one more hard look at Clint as you nod your head lightly.
“If you need to move, you can,” you state.
But you realized that he didn’t move.
“Sure you can remember all these fine details?” he muses playfully.
“I can try my best,” you breathe, shaking your head as you try to suppress a smile.
Pretty soon the entire team was gathered around you, watching your utensils fly across the paper as a lifelike rendition of Hawkeye with his bow in his lap slowly begins to emerge upon the paper.
“This is really good…” Tony trails off.
But you just kept drawing.
“Have you done all of us?” Bruce asks.
“Yes,” you muse lightly as your eyes dart up once again to Clint, his hands now working across his bow again to clean it.
“I would like to see mine at your earliest convenience, if that is alright,” Thor states.
“That can be arranged,” you muse, stopping to look up at him and smile lightly just before the smoke alarm goes off.
“My chicken!” Bruce exclaims, dashing back across the room as he runs into the kitchen, turning on fans and moving things off of heated surfaces as he grumbles lowly to himself and tries fanning the smoke away from the smoke detector.
“Well, at least the-”
But everyone threw their hands up to their ears once the fire alarm started blaring and flashing lights.
“Damn it, Maria!” Tony yells out into the screeching room.
“Hold on!” Bruce roars above the noise.
You thought it was funny the way Tony called Bruce “Maria.” It had taken a lot of explaining to Thor on your part as to why Tony did. You remember the first time Thor ever heard it. He thought it was incredibly offensive and was a derogatory statement towards Bruce’s softer side, when in fact Tony would do that to symbolize the close relationship the two of them had.
That was the thing with Tony.
The level at which he picked with you sat in equal proportion to the relationship he felt he had with you.
Which was why Tony rarely ever joked with you.
Hearing Bruce cough as he emerges from the kitchen, covering his face with his arm, he breathes a sigh of relief as the smoke detector finally dies down.
“Pizza, anyone?” he asks.
And as everyone started yelling out their orders as Bruce fumbles for his phone in his pocket, Tony turns around to you as you continue to shade and blend across your paper, recalling every dip and wrinkle in Clint’s face as you furrow your brow tightly in concentration.
“Hey, Rembrandt?” Tony asks, getting your attention as you whip your head up.
“Hm?” you ask.
“Hungry?” he asks, pointing to Bruce as he holds the phone up to his ear.
“Uh…pepperoni and pineapple?” you ask.
“Seriously?” Tony asks, “Just slap some bacon on it and you have a Hawaiian.”
“I don’t like bacon,” you state matter-of-factly.
“You don-…you don’t like bacon?” Tony asks incredulously.
“Who doesn’t like bacon?” Natasha muses.
“Even I am one to enjoy bacon!” Thor says proudly.
“Thor…out of everyone gathered in this room, you are the first to be associated with the carnage of bacon,” Tony states.
“What is that supposed to mean? Bacon is very tasty,” Thor asks, a look of thorough confusion wafting over his face.
But you just shook your head and dipped it back down to your drawing.
“Alright, pepperoni and pineapple for Rembrandt, over here,” Tony motions with his hand as he turns his head to Bruce, “and I’ll have a three-meat.”
“Sounds like my next drawing,” you mutter to yourself as a smirk slides across your cheeks.
“I’ll pretend like I didn’t hear that,” Tony says as he stalks off, braving the kitchen as he begins waving his hand in front of his face.
Lil Sebastians: Tiny and occasionally wear sneakers when visiting the ill and elderly to offer their miniature comfort. The right height to kick a man forcefully in the kneecap.
Dancing horse: Seems like it takes a lot of coordination, which I lack.
Lisa Frank horse: Colorful, joyous, and accepting. Not to be confused with Lisa Frank unicorns, which aren’t real.
Giant beer horse: The Tom Hardy of horses. Delightfully large. Seems like the type that has worn a trucker hat in the past and regrets the follies of youth. Also, brings beer.
Period drama horse: Top 5 because sometimes they help display a beautiful British man’s legs to full advantage, but sometimes they look like they would have a home brewery and only listen to vinyl if they were people.
Horse that jumps over stuff: Some of the stuff is so tall? Like 7 feet tall? COULD THIS HORSE JUMP OVER THE MOON? Maybe.
Horse ensorcelled into compliance by the police force: Deserve our pity; it doesn’t seem like pigs were meant to ride horses. Very uncomfortable.
Horse girl horse: I suspect these horses have Only Child Syndrome or at least have been so coddled they lack the ability to do their own taxes. Do they even pay taxes? Where do you think ROADS come from, horse?
Horse that runs fast: Horse who seems to think it can do something special when cars and cheetahs are faster. Ridiculous.
Dancing horse, but with hip-hop: Tries too hard.
Horses made of non-flesh material: You’re not fooling anyone, childhood rocking horse. And no one loves you anymore.
Charlie horse: The ultimate betrayal of one’s body.
Brony: One of them once filled a jar with Rainbow Dash and his own cum, then accidentally boiled it on a radiator. I rest my case.
Hello! I was wondering if maybe you could do an imagine where Matthew Gubler and Reader are trying to find the best Valentines Day present for each other and Matthew gets reader a puppy!
Hello there! I most certainly can do this. Here is your fluffy one-shot, comin’ ‘atcha!
Walking through your fourth bookstore that day, you found yourself getting frustrated as you sit on a bench outside, your head hanging low as you rub the back of your neck.
What were you going to get him for Valentine’s?
It was your first romantic holiday with Matthew, and having been together for just shy of 9 months, you would have thought that planning for this holiday would’ve been easy.
It was anything but.
Getting up as the smell of coffee wafting from the other side of the street guides your body, you cross the busy streets and barrel in, your eyes fluttering closed as you stand in the doorway.
“What can we get’cha?” the barista chuckles.
“Uh…an iced caramel latte please. Large. With lots of caffeine,” you groan.
“Comin’ right up,” the says through his laughter.
Opening your eyes as you see the coffee shop adorned with different shades of reds and pinks, your eyes land on a sign, talking about the latest import of coffee selling for a whopping $30 a lb.
Picking up a package, the pink and red bag catching your eye, you hold it up for the barista as you ask, “What’s so special about it?”
“It’s not processed yet,” he says.
Crinkling your nose, the barista sets your coffee on the counter.
“Most of the coffee we brew, the beans have already been processed and ground. Those, besides coming from a very rich part of the world, have only been shucked from their shells. No cleaning, no processing. Just raw coffee bean.”
Nodding lightly as you smile, you place it on the counter next to your coffee as the man rings you up.
“That’ll be $39.46.”
Handing the man your card, he scans it and pulls out a little bag, placing the bag of coffee into it and hanging it to you.
“Have a nice day,” he smiles as you tip your head to him.
You had an idea…and you were going to run with it.
Sighing as Matthew races from the set, hopping into his car, he cranks it and backs out furiously, rushing for the coffee shop before heading to the mall.
Valentine’s Day was a week away, and he hadn’t even started to think about what to get you.
“9 months!” he exclaims to himself in the car, “It’s been 9 months! And I have no idea what to do!”
Driving through the coffee shop as he grabs his dirty iced chai, he parks in front of the Macy’s at the mall, taking a deep breath as he puts on his sunglasses and steps out of the car.
As fans bombard him in the mall, snapping pictures and asking for autographs, he takes a look around as he sees shoe stores, and sweet shoppes, and a popcorn stand, and clothing departments galore.
But none of these struck him as you.
He didn’t want to do the proverbial jewelry. Besides never seeing you wear it, it just didn’t feel right.
But he wanted to be romantic.
You deserved romance.
Giving up as the hoards of people try to topple him for autographs for their loved ones, he races back to his car, waving at them and blowing kisses before dipping down into his station wagon and taking off.
Busting through your apartment door with bags dripping from your hands, you set them all on your couch as you kneel down at your coffee table, steadily beginning to assemble his Valentine’s basket.
Besides the bag of coffee, you had purchased him a french press, a miniature coffee grinder for the beans, written a little handwritten love note with a reminder at the end to rinse the beans before grinding them, as well as purchased a king size sour patch kids, his favorite chewing gum, a $100 gift card to the craft store so he could keep making all of his wonderful creations, and a “creative artists palette”, complete with professional colored pencils, watercolors, pens, pencils, and nice paper.
Smiling bright as you wrap it up in a clear plastic, tying off the top with a red bow, you survey your work as you clap your hands, turning around to take stock of everything in your bag, making sure you had everything you would need for the special day.
Groaning as he tosses his laptop onto the bed, he runs his fingers through his hair as he wracks his brain.
“What would she want for Valentine’s Day?” he whispers.
Sighing as he flops back, his arms spread out across his kind size bed as he closes his eyes, his mind runs through various conversations, trying to pluck out something besides the proverbial favorite color.
“Oooooh, look at how cute she is!”
“Oooooh, what’s his name?”
“What a beautiful dog!”
And as his eyes snap wide open, his head filled with ideas as he rolls himself off onto the floor, he scurries to his feet as he grabs his bathrobe, tossing it around his body as he grabs his phone, his fingers Googling the nearest pet store as he grabs his keys, locking the door behind him.
Glancing at the clock as you pull your molten lava cakes out of Matthew’s oven, you pick up your phone and send him a text message.
How far out are you?
Setting your phone down as you leave your cakes to cool in their ramekins, you take the little heart-shaped cutouts you had written on and begin taping them to the floor, the red ones leading to the couch as the pink ones lead into the bedroom.
You had set his gift basket on his freshly-made bed, put a spa bubble-bath set on the side of his tub (complete with scented candles to light for later), and written reasons why you love him on the hearts trailing throughout his house.
You knew he was gonna love it.
Hearing your phone vibrate, you rush to it as you pick it up in your fingers.
Just leaving now. Give me 45 minutes.
As you meander into his bathroom, peeling away your flour-covered clothes and quickly showering your body off, you dry yourself off and put on your red polka-dotted dress and your red flats, fluffing your Y/C/H hair out as you survey yourself in the mirror.
Smiling as you go back out into the kitchen, you open the freezer and check to make sure your homemade strawberry ice cream had set well, smiling as you shuffle over to the oven, taking great care not to bust your cakes as you turn them over onto a plate.
Grabbing the powdered sugar, you shake just a dusting over them as you bring out two spoons, setting each on the plates as you pull out the ice cream, hearing a door shut in the driveway just as you clean up the excess sugar on the counter.
“Y/N!?” you hear Matthew call out as he opens the door.
“In the kitchen!” you call back.
Smiling, he scurries off into the other room, fixing the golden retriever puppy in the little box with a pink collar around her neck, he puts the top of the box with holes in it on top as he rushes back into the kitchen.
Spinning around as you hold out a plate to him, the strawberry ice cream nestled nicely against the cake, you smile brightly as he rakes his eyes up and down your body, taking both of the plates from you and setting them on the counter.
But before you could get the sentence out, he had wrapped his arms around you, crashing his lips into yours in a desperate kiss as he backs you into the counter, your arms reaching behind you to brace your back as his hands splay across your skin, his tongue ferocious and his breath hot.
“You look beautiful,” he murmurs against your lips, eliciting a broad smile from you as you sigh.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you whisper, fluttering your eyes open to look at him.
“I, uh…I baked your favorite dessert,” you breathe.
“No you didn’t,” he says, shaking his head against yours.
Furrowing your brow as he backs up, grabbing his plate as he goes and settles onto the couch, you grab yours and follow him, sitting down beside him as you watch him eat.
“But I thought you loved molten lava cakes?” you ask, watching his eyes flutter closed as he chews on his first big bite.
“Oh, no…don’t get me wrong, I love molten lava cakes,” he says with a mouthful of food, “but it’s not my favorite dessert.”
Winking at you as you feel your heart drop, he catches your reaction as he puts the plate down onto the coffee table, his hands flying up and settling on your knees.
“I meant this to be much more romantic than it sounds…but you’re my favorite dessert,” he says.
Giggling as you shake your head, you watch as he dips his finger into the strawberry ice cream, placing dollops of it on your nose, cheeks, and shoulders.
Leaning forward as he licks the ice cream off of your nose, your close your eyes as he slowly kisses over each of your cheeks, cleaning up his mess as his lips rail down to your right shoulder, your skin standing at attention as he laps the melting ice cream off of one shoulder, slowly kissing his way across your skin and licking it off of the other.
“Mmmmmm,” he hums against your skin, nibbling on your left shoulder as you feel your breath shudder.
“Perfect,” he whispers, bringing his face back up to meet yours as he kisses you once again.
Panting lightly as your eyes flutter back open once again, your are met with the most loving stare you could have ever imagined from him, your forehead leaning into his lightly as your hands intertwine.
“I love you, Matthew,” you breathe.
“I love you, t-”
But before he could finish his sentiment, you hear a crash come from the other room.
“What was that!?” you exclaim, shooting to your feet as you go dashing for the room.
“Oh, no,” Matthew says, getting up behind you as he tries to reach out and grab your hand.
“Y/N, wait! I-”
And as you round the corner into the room, you see a big box sitting in two pieces on the floor with a puppy in the corner, squatting as he poops.
“Oh, my god,” you say, your eyes widening as Matthew peers in behind you, his body pushing against yours as he squeezes between you and the door frame.
“Bad dog! No! Very, very bad!”
Picking the dog up as you bring your hand to your mouth, giggling profusely as your eyes begin to water, you see Matthew pick the dog up gingerly, holding the puppy out from his body as he grimaces down at the floor.
“Ew,” he states.
Busting out into full-on laughter, you walk towards him as you take the puppy from his hands, cradling it in your arms as you put the beautiful golden-haired dog behind its ears.
“She’s beautiful…” you trail off.
“You like her?” Matthew asks, reaching his hand out to pet her back.
“I love her,” you whisper, a tear trailing down your face as you bend into the puppy and kiss the top of her head.
“What’s her name?” you ask, whipping your gaze up to Matthew.
“Anything you’d like it to be,” he muses, smiling broadly at you as he continues to pet the dog.
Glancing over at the poop in the corner as you chuckle at the irony, your gaze comes back to Matthew’s as you say, “Angel.”
And as he joins you in your laughter, his eyes flickering over to the poop pellets as he shakes his head, he stops petting the dog as cups the back of your head, leaning in to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.
(I’m inneed of more people to follow. I’ve had this blog for a month now and my dash is pretty small (Although shoutout to the 58 amazing people I’m currently following) I want to get to know the Svt fandom a little bit better. I know there are more of you out there ;-:)
So please reblog (to spread the word) if you like SEVENTEEN or the other choices below :)
So since I’ve unfollowed a whole lot of blogs (I once followed like 150 blogs.. now I’m down to like 40 lol) I need to follow a few new once so my dashboard will be alive again.
So If you happen to have your blog dedicated at least 85-90% to one of these things below, (whether it may be writing about them, editing pictures or just reblogging stuff about it) please like or reblog this post, so I can check out your blog and maybe follow you 🌚
(also including blogs dedicated to only one of the mebers of a band, youtube channel, only one actor of a tv show, etc.)
5 Seconds of Summer
My Digital Escape
Pretty Little Liars
Game of Thrones
Fly Away Hero
Zoey101 (yes, I’m serious about that 😂 )
Will Jay Behlendorf
All Time Low
The Girl and The Dreamcatcher
Just in general funny things
Cute animals *-* (I mean.. who doesn’t like that on their dash? 😂)
(I tried to bold the listed things, but for some reason it just would’t work)
1. Dan and Phil probably didn’t notice that the pic was reposted because they’re really busy at this time, they were just focused on the picture, and they were still in a sort of shock.
2. They didn’t edit it out because it was shocking and unexpected and it would garter views. They didn’t know that the artist didn’t want to have them see it because it was in the tag so they just tried to be funny with it.
3. STOP FLOODING MY DASH WITH DRAMA AND THINGS THAT WERE ALREADY SAID
4. At least if you repost porn don’t put it on someplace where it can be recorded or NOT REPOST AT ALL.
5. Stop being overzealous you’re investing yourselves into their lives wayyyyyyy too much. (I know I am) These are just internet problems stop making them seem more important than eating and sleeping.
6. Of course I miss dandongs, where’s all my phan smut art from anyway?
Story time: one time I was scrolling through my dash at school as you do, and the guy sitting next was kinda just looking over my shoulder. Well as life likes to fuck me over I of course scrolled onto some smut. And when I say smut i mean like hardcore destiel smut. I of course was mortified. I looked over at the guy sitting next to me and he had this kinda shocked look on his face. I tried to apologize but before i could he goes omg! You follow my blog!? I swear to god I have never been more surprised in my life.
Yamaguchi, Hinata,Tanaka, Noya, Bokuto & Kuroo's reaction to their crush round house kicking the guy behind them on their way up their stairs because the guy was trying to flick the back of their skirt up and they saw them out of the corner of their eye. After they've kicked the guy down they continue to make their way up the stairs with the boys caring on their conversation casually as if nothing had happened.
“Oh. Hey, Yamaguchi.” His partner says, ignoring the groans of the poor kid who’d fell down a whole flight of stairs. He hadn’t seen the whole thing, only a strangled scream and then a thump.
“___! Why’d you do that?” He asks, catching up with them once he gathered up his composure. They had been walking quite fast, and it made him wonder jut how often they sent people flying down the stairs.
“The poor bastard didn’t realize I wasn’t the right person to mess with. Tried to flip my skirt!” They exclaim, throwing their free hand in the air and almost smacking a girl as she walked by. Yamaguchi nods, a bit proud that they weren’t afraid to stand up for themselves. “That’s pretty brave. I don’t think I could ever do that,” He ponders, casting his glance to the side. His crush seems to slow down after he says it.
“With me around, you won’t have to worry about pervs like him!” They say proudly, gently patting his back.
Hinata had almost gone down with the guy when he was sent flying. He hadn’t been paying attention, and the boy had been completely blocked from view. If he hand’t jumped to the side at the last minute he would’ve met a worse fate than the person his crush kicked.
He jumps ups the stairs, trying to catch up to his crush as they went on about their day like nothing happened. When he looked down the stairwell, he noticed a couple people had stopped to help the boy, but most people just filtered around him, trying not to be too late to class.
“What was that for, ___?” Hinata asks, absentmindedly twirling a piece of orange hair between his fingers as his crush stared straight on. They turn to look at him, bewildered.
“You mean you didn’t see what he did?” They ask, eyes wide and shining with emotion. Hinata only shakes his head, wondering what was so special. His crush sighs and pouts a bit.
“He tried to flip my skirt. Can you believe it? I could never stand by and let him do something like that.” They say it so matter-of-factly, Hinata agrees on pure instinct. The guy was in the wrong, after all. However, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sad for them. “I hope you don’t have to deal with that too often, ___. I’ll always help you with stuff like that, if you ask me!”
Tanaka was about to push the pervert down the stairs himself, but his crush had beat him to it. He smirks to himself, yelling a couple insults to the poor soul on the ground before finding his crush further don the hallway.
“___! That was so cool, you know? I can’t believe you’re not afraid to do that stuff on school grounds.” He says, throwing his hands up in the air with enthusiasm. His crush always got him fired up, whether they knew it or not. He sees them smiling proudly to themselves from the corner of their eye.
“Could you blame me? The sorry bastard deserved everything that came to him. I hope he’s getting ran over with a bunch of dirty feet right about now.” They glower, a glint of evil ardor in their eye. He smiles at their small speech, nodding along as he walks with them. He frowns a bit when he notices they aren’t too excited about what they did, or rather, why they had to do it.
“I could always report him for you. People can’t go around doing stuff like that, whether the victim can hold their own or not.” Tanaka says thoughtfully, closing his hand around their shoulder and giving it a firm but gentle shake. Their face softens, and they turn to smile at him. “I’m glad I can count on you.”
Nishinoya had been at the top of the stairs when it had happened, and was about to yell at the person to back off before his crush just kicked them down the stairs and continued on. Well, that was one way to handle the situation, he guessed.
“_-___!” He yells, earning a few “Ssh!” sounds from the passerby. They look at him and raise their eyebrows, almost as if they’re surprised to see him so full of energy, like they didn’t just casually kick someone down a flight of stairs.
“Yes?” They say, waiting for Nishinoya’s response. He tilts his head to the side and looks at them in earnest. What was he supposed to say? Sure, it was cool his partner wasn’t afraid to kick ass when needed, but they shouldn’t have had to do it at all. People shouldn’t have thought they could treat anyone in such a disrespectful way.
“I think I know his name. I can report him! Or if you prefer, I know a couple guys-,” “That won’t be necessary, Noya.” They cut him off quickly, their tone fond.They were glad Nishinoya was worried about their well being. He nods, turning serious for a small fraction of time. “If that ever happens again, you come straight to me.”
Bokuto makes a loud “Whoo!” noise when he sees the person fly past him on his way up the stairs, laughing a bit to himself when he hears them crash to the floor in a messy heap. He wasn’t really sure what had happened, but when he saw his crush he immediately dashed to catch up.
“Did ya see that, ___? I wonder what the kid did to deserve that.” He says, looking around the school hallways. There were a couple posters hanging haphazardly for their next volleyball match.
“He tried to flip my skirt, that’s what the kid did. He can drag himself to the nurse’s office for all I care.” They say, tossing their bag over their shoulder and crossing their arms. Bokuto’s mood completely turned around after he heard them say that. It had been funny beforehand, but someone actually did that? To his crush?
“I’ll be right back, ___. I’m gonna go back there and stomp on him a couple of times for good measure.” He says, hiking the sleeves of his blazer up his arms as he prepares to go back to the scene. They grab his collar, forcing him to turn back around. “It already happened, Bokuto. I’m fine now, at least I know I can count on you for having my back.” They smile fondly, heading to their class as they leave Bokuto as a blushing mess.
Kuroo whistles lowly as he catches his crush kick the kid down the stairs, earning a couple startled screams from others as they cleared a path in the busy stairwell. He was a bit confused as to if he should praise his partner, or feel sorry for them. Kuroo hadn’t been born yesterday, and he knew exactly what the person had been planning to do.
Deciding the damage had already been done, he rushes up the stairs two at a time so he could match his pace with his crush.
“You okay?” He asks them, trying to hide his struggle for breath. The boy always seemed to underestimate the stairs. They nodded, closing their eyes and releasing a heavy sigh.
“I guess so. It gets pretty tiring, I’ll tell you that much.” Kuroo’s eyes dragged together in sympathy as they simply stared forward, keeping the conversation as casual as they possibly could.
“I promise I’ll help you out next time. If you need me to, I’ll report him.” Kuroo says, his tone a bit hushed but all the more meaningful. They smile at him, eyes crinkling a bit. He’s pretty sure his heart had completely stopped, or maybe it had been beating too fast he couldn’t even feel it anymore. “Thanks.” They say before heading into their bedroom. “Anytime.” He says mostly to himself, staring down at the ground to hide the blush covering his cheeks from his classmates.
Hi guys..I just wanted to make a follow forever to thank every single one of you that make my dash such a nice place(i tried to make nice gifs for this but anyway). Your blogs are amazing ok? Thank you for making me smile(with your funny posts, with your tags). Thank you for reblogging my stuff. Thank you for being so nice to me. Just THANK YOU!! Hope you all have a blessed christmas and an awesome new year ^~^