my life is literally my laptop


Writer says: So I had this crazy idea one day and I just had to work on it. Here ya go!

Writer means: So I had this crazy idea either right before getting in the shower or right before falling asleep so I grabbed my fucking laptop and shat all over it to create the steaming pile of crap that I now lay before you. I don’t even know if it’s good anymore. I haven’t slept in two days.

Writer says: Wow, real life’s getting busy! Sorry on the slow updates.

Writer means: My life is a literal storm of shit at the moment. Why did I decide to do this. Why am I still doing this. Everything around me is spinning out of control and I am staying up ‘til 5:30 in the morning every night to create a piece of work that will only get two comments and 12 demands for quicker updates. I hope no one’s mad at me, all I wanted to do was write.

Writer says: Wow! Would you look at that! I updated on time! Please enjoy!


Writer says: This chapter was a toughie. Glad it’s finally done!

Writer means: I don’t know if this is good or not. I honestly don’t fucking know. I’ve read the same words over and over and over again and I just couldn’t look at it anymore. My beta said it was ok but I’m not confident but HOLY SHIT I JUST NEED TO STOP WRITING THIS FUCKIGN CHAPTER.

Writer says: Thanks for reading!

Writer means: Please, oh please oh please oh please leave me a review. A comment. Anything. Please tell me you’re out there. Please tell me someone is reading this.

Writer says: I just want to say that real life is getting pretty hectic right now. Please try to be patient with me, I know you guys want updates. Thanks! :)

Writer means: FUCK. YOU. Who the fuck do you think you are, demanding shit from me?! You don’t know my life! I have a very busy life! I create shit for free, you entitled son of a pig-fucker! STOP LEAVING ME COMMENTS TELLING ME TO UPDATE SOON OR I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL PUKE ALL OVER MY COMPUTER 

Writer says: What’s gonna happen next? Who knows? Hee hee ;)

Writer means: I have no fucking clue what the next chapter is going to look like. What’s my plot? I don’t know. I feel no emotion.

Writer says: Please leave a comment! It helps me write!

Writer means: I am begging you to leave me a comment because I swear it’s the only thing that’s keeping me motivated right now, I hate the work I put out and I need reassurance that people are actually enjoying this.

Writer says: I hope you enjoyed that chapter, big things are coming up! ;)

Writer means: Buckle up bitches, someone’s gonna die.

Writer says: I know I’ve missed a few updates, but I swear I plan on finishing this story! 

Writer means: *high pitched eternal screeching*

Writer says: Here we are at long last! This has been one wild ride. I want to thank you all so much for your support and love, I adore each and every one of you. I am so happy to say that this story has come to a wonderful close.

Writer means: My body is numb. Voices call out to me from the void, but I can no longer hear them over the beating of my racing heart. I am stressed to the point where I feel no relief. The story is done. It’s fucking DONE. I loved it, I hated it, it was a fucking storm of horror and pain. I can no longer see color. Now I can at last relax and…wait……wait a second………..holy shit I just thought of the best idea for a one-shot that’s totally gonna turn into a 50 chapter slow burn AU fic leT’S FUCKING DO THIS

anonymous asked:

Being Married to Shawn

  • “I love you.”
  • Shawn still taking you out on dates even thought you’re already married
  • Shawn taking you along on tour with him
  • Not having to be apart as much as you did when you were still dating
  • Waking up next to him every morning
  • Good morning kisses
  • Goodnight kisses
  • Shawn getting along with your family
  • And treating your siblings like they’re his own siblings
  • His family loving you
  • Whenever Aaliyah had a break from school
  • You’d convince Shawn to fly her out to wherever you both were
  • And you’d hang out with her and make sure she was safe
  • Shawn having meetings early on a Saturday morning
  • And you being disappointed because you like to cuddle on weekends
  • But he makes up for it by coming home at 11am with Starbucks
  • Spending long nights in the studio with him
  • Shawn surprising you with weekend getaways
  • “I love that you’re my forever.” 
  • Always being Shawn’s plus one to events
  • Getting a cat together shortly after you’re married
  • Buying Shawn clothes
  • Cooking together
  • Him knowing everything about you 
  • All the scary, hard to love, messed up stuff
  • And still loving you anyway
  • Knowing what he’s like at two am when he’s worked hard all day
  • And what he’s like at two pm on a lazy Sunday
  • Knowing everything about him
  • Choosing to love each other daily
  • Choosing to love each other through all the gritty and hard stuff
  • Knowing that ring on his ring finger is for you
  • And that whenever he sees it he thinks of you
  • Having a sign that was a wedding gift: “The Mendes Family, est. 20__”
  • Wedding pictures in your living room
  • Pictures of the two of you and your families all over your house
  • Your house full of cute decorations that Shawn let you be in charge of 
  • Playfully arguing about who’s turn it was to clean the cat’s litter box
  • Sitting on your kitchen floor eating ice cream at 2am just because
  • Literally just getting to do life with your best friend

anonymous asked:

I could use some cheering up and as an idea I was wondering if you could do the batfamily as 'things you've done' or something like that? If you feel like it, there's no pressure. Thank you for being around, your crack tag helped me a lot last night :)

bruce: got downstairs, realized my mom had guests, stared at them, immediately went upstairs again without a word as my mom kept yelling after me to come down

dick: every time i open the fridge at 4am thinking i’m silent but wake up the entire neighborhood because i remembered we have leftover food

barbara: i used to be an ultra fast reader in elementary school to the point my teachers never believed me when i’d finish assigned passages for reading in half the time compared to the other kids, so i once wrote a report on the text i had finished reading at the same amount others were done reading the assignment. added “you’re sometimes rude :)” in a corner for the teacher

jason: convinced with a straight face an ultra conservative teacher in high school that the smutty fanfiction she confiscated from the girl sitting next to me and kept showing me during class was in fact part of a book i was planning on publishing

tim: didn’t drink my (gross) antibiotics when i was sick but kept insinsting i had when my mom asked me why i was lying. the following morning i got a spoon, poured some medicine on it and then “dropped” it near the sink. my mom later found it and apologized because “it must have fallen on the floor last night and i didn’t see it”

damian: as a kid visited a family friend’s pet shop during rush hour, went to their backyard, played with some cats and dogs around the place, accidentally stayed too long so i was locked inside for two hours in the middle of the night. bonus: my father hadn’t realized

stephanie: told a very annoying kid of a family friend that children who shout all the time transform into donkeys later in life. he didn’t believe me so the next week they visited, i showed him a googled picture of a man with a literal ass for a head on the laptop. he cried (i laughed)

cassandra: age 13, blatantly told someone i would rip them a new one if they kicked their cat in front of me again. he took a step back

alfred: baked a cake to mask the smell of blood after i had patched up my wounded dog

Hamilton characters as things said by my friends
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testosterone has changed my life, but i still have the same stupid crooked grin.

[pre-trans identity (7/2008) >> 13 months on t (4/2017)]


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Just saw a most amazing production of Les Mis

at the Dallas Theater Center. So tired but OH MY GOSH.

-SET IN MODERN DAYS! COPS. POLICE BRUTALITY. GUNS AND EXPLOSIVES AT THE BARRICADE. Riot shields. Caution tape set up after the barricade fell. Hearing their radios reporting as they stepped over the students’ dead bodies. It was chilling.

-guns as an active part of the story, more so than the 1800s version. JVJ literally knocked a gun from Javert’s hand and took it when he ran after Fantine’s death.

-the only non-ensemble characters portrayed by white people were Javert, Enjolras and a couple other students (not including Marius), and the Thenadiers. Eponine MAY have been white but I’m not quite sure. The subtext of racism played into the story that already existed SO BEAUTIFULLY that it made me cry MORE than usual

-In “One Day More” they were holding signs that said “living wages for all” “everyone deserves clean water” “we are all God’s children” “freedom” “never slaves again” and I just !

-Thenardier during “Dog Eat Dog” song, which is always disgusting ANYWAY - but at the line, “Someone’s got to collect their odds and ends / As a service to the town!” He reached down and lifted up the head of one of the dead students, Courfeyrac I think, and squished his lips to “sing along” to the service to the town part, and I was so disgusted and angry I started crying furiously. 

-The costuming. Not just cop uniform for Javert, but the SWAT-like masks and uniforms for prison guards, the fact that those were the SAME men who later showed up in “Lovely Ladies,”  and later barricade police forces, orange jumpsuits for JVJ and the other convicts in the prologue, seeing the factory workers dressed crappily while the foreman got a white shirt and dress pants and the CEOs and Mayor walked through in their nice suits and barely looked at the workers, a home being foreclosed and a family being kicked out and the homeless men and women with their cardboard signs being “cleaned up” in the streets of Paris, and all the sudden the distance and “how could that even happen” in the historical version became “oh my gosh, I am literally doing this in my life, how many times have I been part of this problem and not known it?”

-ok lol hipster Enjolras and other students with their mac laptops and coffee cups at the cafe

-But SERIOUSLY, each cast member was so talented, and each of their heritage highlighted something about the story of the character and how those struggles exist NOW. Indian Jean Valjean. Black Fantine and Young Cosette. Asian Adult Cosette (it was a little awkward having her change ethnicity as she grew, but I’m SO HAPPY they didn’t just make her actress be Eponine because of the tradition of casting Asian women as Eponine ever since Lea Salonga…), diverse ensemble including latin@ men and women as well…I could cry. I DID cry. JVJ being punished more extensively for a simple crime and the implied subtext with his being easily mistaken for Middle Eastern. Fantine as a single black mother being singled out for aggressions at her factory workplace and later brutality. The tender, TENDER moment with her on a modern hospital bed in a hospital gown as she’s dying, and he looks at her and UNDERSTANDS the prejudice that she’s faced - that he played into! And that the privileged students were similarly diverse, so no one race was pigeonholed into a certain role of suffering, and, and, everythiiiiiing

-“Turning Through The Years” with police caution tape and red and blue flashing lights

-Realizing that I could read on the news about a riot involving students somewhere, under 10 dead, etc - and be sad but not have it mean as much to me as it should. Because it SHOULD. Every time this happens, now, and it IS happening now, it’s Les Miserables.

-“Will join in our crusade? Who will be strong and stand with me? … Tomorrow comes!” This production effectively took the passion I always feel at the end of Les Miserables and directed it to look at myself and the true injustices of our age, our lives, our society. Bam. 

I’m sure there’s more I’ll think of later but I was just so…wow.

If you live in the Dallas, TX area and want to see it! 

popular text posts starters

  • “i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree.”
  • “no need to thank me. your credit card will do”
  • “im in no position to have high standards but it doesn’t stop me.”
  • “dont u dare treat ur animals like shit in front of me i will end ur life son”
  • “do you ever sit down to think about your life and realize you’re an unreliable narrator”
  • “i was born annoyed”
  • “why do pretty faces happen to bad people”
  • “the only thing that i can turn on is my laptop”
  • “if we date im literally stealing all of your sweatshirts and hoodies”
  • “why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars when the ultimate star is me”
  • “they say the best things in life are free but that’s only true if u steal them”
  • “mornings are gross and i want no part in them”
  • “i love it when people try to hurt my feelings bc i don’t have any”

Am I the only one who’s getting increasingly frustrated with this completely unnecessary romance between Mon-El and Kara? Like, first she decides out of nowhere, after a season of lead-up, that she doesn’t want to be with James, and I was confused right up until the point when Mon-El crash landed and I was like “Oh! THERE’S the stereotypical conventionally attractive white guy!” And now Kara literally risks her life and all of her friendships and everyone’s trust in her because she believes so firmly in Lena and has so much faith in her (because what a strong, TOTALLY platonic friendship, am I right?) AND THEY’RE STILL GOING ON WITH THIS MON-EL THING. I’ve been screaming at my laptop for over an hour. She literally called him a dude-bro. I HAVE NEVER HEARD A STRAIGHT GIRL CALL SOMEONE A DUDE-BRO IN MY LIFE. I look for the best in every character, and Mon-El isn’t a bad guy, he’s just COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY. You know it’s a problem when a straight girl is getting frustrated over heteronormativity. It’s driving me mad.

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Debunking studyblr stereotypes, or something like that

I see a lot of new studyblrs worrying about these things and it really bothers me that these are worries at all. This is not me railing against the many studyblrs who are fortunate enough to have or happen to have all the supposed “studyblr” things, but rather the point of view as a blogger who feels entirely at home, supported, and accepted in the community, and who is also paying for college. I’m opting not to use a read more, because I feel like read mores get disregarded half the time.

To start with, I will unabashedly admit that I use few, if any, of the studying techniques touted by the studyblr community. They just don’t work for me, and that’s cool. I don’t have the time/energy/ability to do mind maps and aesthetic notes, I don’t have the discipline to do pomodoros, and my attempt at bullet journaling failed within a few days. I have a cute school planner, but to be honest as the weeks approached finals I legitimately did not write anything in it.

As for stationery. My current favorite pen is this Paper Mate Write Bros. pen my friend lent me in psych class one day. Yup, you know the ones I’m talking about — the ones that schools stock in bulk because it’s $2 for 12 pens, and $7 for 60. The closest I ever got to “studyblr” was the Pilot G2′s, which I like, but I still far prefer my super cheap alternatives. I also got a giant bag of similar pens (Bic, Paper Mate, and Staples) for free on Freecycle, and I’m 1000% content with that collection. I didn’t buy anything new except $5 worth of bargain school supplies this year (some notebooks and filler paper). I reuse old notebooks to make filler paper. A lot of my binders and folders are dog-eared, but I mean they work. I also like the college-ruled notebooks you can get at like pharmacies and generic brands — no fancy dotted, high quality paper for me! Oh, and I only have Mildliners and Fineliners because a follower sent them to me. I love them, particularly the thought behind them, but I do still revert back to my Bic highlighters and Paper Mate pens. Look, if someone offered to send me stationery (which I don’t need at this point), I would ask for a white-out pen (which I received!! Thank you!), maybe a couple new erasers, a Sharpie or two, and if I’m really splurging, a 60-pack of those Paper Mate pens. (((*cough*mywishlist*cough*))

Now let’s talk electronics. I have a MacBook Pro from 2011 that I received as a gift when I started high school. It’s literally imploding, like each of its functions are gradually falling apart (first the battery went to shit, and now the CD drive doesn’t work). It’s a Mac, but honestly as soon as this one dies — and I intend to stretch out its life as long as humanly possible — I’m going straight for a $200 Chromebook or other PC laptop. Let’s be real, literally all I need it for is to go online and tote around with me, and I don’t even have $500 to spare. Plus, using messages/FaceTime on my Mac slows it down, so there’s no real reason to hold onto the Mac OS X. I bought my iPhone 5s when I was 18 (two years ago) with my own money, paid cash up front. It’s sluggish now, but like my old MacBook, I’m seeing if I can make it last through til grad school. And the idea of having a high quality camera is laughable. I film silly little, hopefully relatable vlogs on my iPhone, edit them, and upload them to Google Drive.

Also, I don’t have succulents; I’d kill them by mistake. I don’t make cute healthy meals; if I make ramen it’s a huge deal. I’ve had the same twin bed and bedsheets MY ENTIRE LIFE and not a single one is white. My desk is a hand-me-down wooden monster and it’s got stains all over it.

Here’s the other important thing. Do I feel remotely bad or envious of studyblrs with all this fancy stationery, who can be so productive? Frankly, no. I think it’s awesome they have everything they need, and that it works for them. But being a studyblr is about SO MUCH MORE than materials and studyspo. I appreciate the “real studyblr” movement that happened a little while ago, but I dislike the divide it created at all. Live and let live, right? The only reason I’d want a pretty new MacBook Air is because it probably isn’t as slow as mine. I wouldn’t reject Muji stationery or pens, but I don’t really feel any desire for them. And much as I admire others for being able to do habit trackers and bullet journaling, it’s not like I sit around wishing I could do it too. I mean, I can watch professional dancers all I want, and appreciate their beauty and ability, but I’m not going to go home and berate myself for not being able to do the same thing. They’re doing what they enjoy doing, same as I do.

MY POINT IS, to all these new studyblrs who are worried that they don’t have what it takes to be a studyblr, BRO DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT. I’m relatively well known and respected in the community, and we’ve just listed all the ways I’ve breached every single fabricated studyblr “rule” — so if I can do that and get away with it, you certainly can too.

hiatus (or deleting)

i don’t really know how to start this post tbh. i’ve been on this site for about 5 or 6 years and it’s been a big part of my life, has educated me about a lot of issues and made me the open-minded tolerant person i am today, but it’s also one of the reasons why my life is so messed up now, along with video games, the good old dépréssión™ and a shit ton of other mental fuckery.

i’m honestly so, so, so close to ending my life and i can’t go on like this. i don’t have anyone i can vent to or anyone who cares about my problems and i need to build myself a supportive environment (in real life!) where people don’t just want me to be upbeat and fun until i show my symptoms. i can’t do that if i stay in bed all day blogging, playing or chatting online. all my time is spent in front of a screen, be it pc, laptop, tv or phone and i have to stop this, i have a serious problem and i know i’m addicted to games and internet.

 i literally don’t go outside at all, unless i absolutely have to, i don’t do chores, i barely manage to keep up with hygiene and i’m not really “living” all due to my depression and the fact that i cope by escaping real life by stimulating my brain all day, nonstop. in order to lead a healthy life i have to completely distance myself from social media/internet/video games and start reading, exercising, going out, meeting people and drawing again. i know it’ll be hard, but it’s better than wanting to die.

i’ll also start working as an apprentice soon since i’m applying for several jobs right now, so pls send all the good vibes and prayers because i’m really late.. i might come online and post updates from time to time, but i’m afraid that’s gonna be it.. if i can’t stay away from tumblr, i’ll have to delete my blog. i can’t afford to keep getting sucked into this hell like i did after 7 months of therapy in a mental hospital last year.

lastly, i want to thank everyone who’s been with me since the start, and my friends who i either met along the way or just recently. thank you for making my tumblr experience the best it could be.

I Will Always Come For You// K.L.

As I watched the smoke billowing from my apartment building, I found myself in a mix of emotions. I was thankful that I had replaced the batteries in my smoke alarm. I was terrified of what would happen to me. I was angry that my entire life was now, literally, up in smoke. I found myself pacing, muttering to myself. What do I do now? Where am I going to go? I can’t afford another place right now. All my work is in there. Shit, did I hope my laptop survives this. I didn’t realize it until I heard the ringing, I had called Kian. I swore after the breakup that I would distance myself. It was messy and complicated. He wanted his space to explore his career and I wanted him to be with me more. We fought and ultimately I told him to fuck himself. I regretted it, of course, but the damage had been done.

“Hello?” He answered, clearly confused.

“Kian? Hey, it’s y/n.”

“I know, caller ID. What’s up?”

“The flames in the apartment building.” That probably wasn’t the best answer, but hey it was honest.

“What do you mean?! Are you okay? Where are you?” He panicked. I could hear him getting ready and grabbing his keys.

“I’m not hurt. Not okay, but I’m not hurt. The apartment building is lit up like the 4th of July. I am on the sidewalk. I forgot to grab the car keys..Oops.” I laughed at myself. Who forgets car keys?

“Stay there. I’ll be there in a few.” He hung up before I could say no.  I began to feel guilty. Why did I call him? Why did I bother him? Is he going to be upset with me? Maybe I could just text him and tell him nevermind.

Twenty minutes later, Kian arrived looking thoroughly distressed. He ran over to me, grabbing my face with his hands. I could see his eyes watering as he looked me over.

“You’re okay? You’re okay. I was so worried.”

“Kian,” I laughed, “I told you I wasn’t hurt. Don’t cry.”

“I know, but the whole way here I had these images in my head of you and the fire and an ambulance and I freaked myself out.” He kissed me and rested his forehead on mine. “I was so fucking scared.”  

“Ki, I’m okay.” I smiled at him fondly and sighed. Here we were, broken up and yet he still cared. He still worried enough to come check on me.  “Hey, I’m okay. Not even a scratch. Well, that’s not true, but I’m a klutz. Thank you for coming.”

“I will always come for you. I told you that. I still love you. I am so glad you called me.”  I bit my lip and gently caressed his cheek. “Why is it that I am standing here with you and all I want to do is tell you take me home and cuddle me?” He laughed and shrugged, “Probably because I’m irresistible and I am a damn good cuddler.” I fake glared at him. “Shut up, Kian.”  

He kissed my nose and held my hand. “Let’s go home, princess.”

“Not your princess, Ki.”

“You will be again. I just know it.”

a/n: I know I have a bunch of requests to do, buut I wanted to write this. It’s definitely not my best work but I really enjoyed it. :) Lemme know what you think. PLEASE. 

anonymous asked:

Would you be comfortable sharing your coming out story with us?

Oh for sure! It’s a good one.
I was extremely fortunate. I grew up in the South where stories like this are rare.
I moved off to go to college for my very first semester. The college was three hours away and I wasn’t ready. It was tough, as is often the case with freshmen who are away from home and family for the first time. To top it all off, I had finally come to the conclusion that I actually was gay. I remember standing in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at myself, and saying “I’m gay” for the first time. I was in a pretty deep depression and moved back home to go to the college down the road from my house. A year later, just before Christmas, I started chatting with the guy who would be my first boyfriend. 
This is back when MySpace was a thing, so I was home alone one day on winter break and the rest of my family was at home. This guy found me on MySpace through a mutual friend and started messaging me. It actually took me a while to figure out that he was gay and that he was trying to flirt with me! I couldn’t believe it and I was so excited/nervous that this was happening that I sat at the laptop trembling head to toe. 
Anyway, he lived about an hour away, so when we started hanging out, my mom got suspicious. It was obvious something was happening because I had literally (and I do mean literally) no social life to speak of.
One night, I got home late from seeing him and my mom was standing at the sink doing the dishes when I walked in. She stopped me on my way through and said “You know, sometimes mommas just know things… If you ever want to talk” and I dismissed it and then immediately rushed to my room to freak out real hard. 
Later, after working up the nerves to ask her about what she meant, I went out in the living room and she was the only one left awake. I asked and it all came out and she just said “I knew it!” 
That was January 15th, 2009. My big gay birthday.
My family was really excited and happy for me. They said they thought I’d always just be alone because I’d be too shy to ever come out. 
They all already knew. They were just waiting on me the whole time.

UM first, reasons why I haven’t done the collab yet…jobs…school…I can’t find time to literally open my laptop and work on it all night.
I’m also not on this blog as much anymore due to another blog which we won’t talk about. Long story short! PLEASE WAIT TIL I CATCH UP, I HAVE SO MUCH ON MY PLATE AND ITS JUST ON THIS BLOG,not even involving my actual life. Please @ask-jungshook forgive me for not updating at all…I’m really trying omg I’m sorry..and for all those peeps I owe art for please please forgive me aw man…

Requested: Nurp

Pairing: Jacksepticeye x Reader

Words: 568

Warnings: Tiny bit of swearing

I had literally just sat down when I got a text from Jack.

J : Hi! Can you watch my new vid plz? It’s really special. I want u to see it!

Y/N : Do you think I wouldn’t? your videos are my life!




I laugh at Jack’s use of the nickname he gave me when he discovered I owned a huge teddy bear, and stand up to go get my laptop.

Jack and I had met over the Internet a couple years ago, and really hit it off. I watched his videos and he watched mine. We got in touch via Twitter and have been best friends since. And, well, I kinda sorta maybe might have developed a crush on him. But I’m almost one hundred percent sure he doesn’t like me in that way. So I have to settle with best friends. Which is good enough for me.

I plop back down on my sofa, and click into my subscriptions. Sure enough, there is Jack’s video. But when I see the title, my heart drops into my stomach. The video is called “I have a crush…” I decide to watch the video anyways. I’m his best friend. I need to be his wingman. I start to build up my walls as the video starts.

“WAPSH WAPSH! TOPODAMORNINTOYALADDIES, MY NAME IS JACKSEPTICEYE AND TODAY WE’RE GONNA BE DOING ANOTHER VLOG! I know I’ve been doing this a lot recently, but I promise, this is for a good reason. I have a crush, which you already know from the title, I guess.” He giggles.

He then goes on about how beautiful, and wonderful she is. I sink deeper into a pit of darkness as he says all the amazing things about this girl, wishing I was in her place.

“Ugh, it’s so hard to be saying this on the Internet, because I know she’ll be watching. That’s her entire life. I just wish I could tell her in person, but unfortunately, she lives overseas, so I can’t. I miss her so much. My little bear.”

My eyes widen.


Stay calm, I tell myself. It might not be you.

“So, well, what I guess I’m saying is, Y/N, I love you, so so much. You and all your quirks, and your fangirling. Your beauty, your humor, the way you can make me smile bigger than anyone else I’ve ever known. And I have one question, one I’ve been dying to ask ever since the day we met. Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?”

I start screaming. Tears of happiness start falling from my eyes. The man i’ve loved for years, just told me he loves me back.

I get another text from Jack.

J : Look out the window, love

I scramble to my window, and I see Jack standing there, with a bouquet of red roses.

I grab a coat and run out of my door, rushing down the three flights of stairs, and out the front door. I run into Jack’s arms, kissing him like there was no tomorrow. He kisses me back, just as passionately.

We stop for breath, and his forehead touched mine.

I love you, my little bear. He whispers.

I smile, and kiss and kiss him.

Your answer is yes. I whisper back. I would love to be your girlfriend.

I just remembered how like ages ago everyone was talking about the tree of life so I watched it on my laptop and I literally got to the end so confused like what was that? Why was there no audio except for weird white noise? Like is this really so deep that I’m just too dumb to understand it?probably. Only realised a few days later when I tried to watch the Hannah Montana movie that my ear phone jack was broken and it was only making weird cracking noises bye

Solar Panel Goals

So as you might have seen, I got portable solar panels a couple days ago, and a big ol’ power bank yesterday (all told, this investment was $110, including shipping, if you were wondering).

I did this for a number of reasons, the most significant being that I want to be able to demonstrate, any time and anywhere, the sheer power and awesomeness of solar energy. These panels are roughly the size of a sheet of paper, fold in half for easy transport, and have attachment rings to hook onto backpacks, car windows, decks, etc. You can literally take them anywhere, open them up, and immediately begin charging.

If we can show people how affordable, powerful, and just overall exciting this is, we can change how they perceive renewables, Maybe even convince them to invest in their own household renewable technologies!

My second mission is to break my portable device charging dependency. Starting on May 31st, all the power I put into my phone came from sunlight. As of 8:30am on June 1st, 100% of the power stored in my phone was solar energy. The first real goal I have is to go a full month without plugging my phone into a wall, ever. Not even when my phone is dangerously low….which it shouldn’t reach, because…

Of the power bank you see in this picture! The black box in front of the panels. Fully charged, it stores enough energy to charge my phone about 7 times. The solar panels themselves have a storage device capable of holding about 3 charges. Combined, that’s 9-10 full charges for my phone–about a week’s worth, maybe more.

The other thing about the solar panels is that when in full sunlight, with my phone plugged in, they generate enough energy to recharge about 1% per minute. You know, just about the same rate of charge that a wall charger provides. This isn’t a guess, or something I read in the manual. This is what I measured yesterday and this morning when I plugged my phone into the panels. It’s literally just as good, and even better than a wall plug. Because wherever there is sunlight, there is power. No more searching under tables at the coffee shop, or fighting people at the airport. It even works through windows (as seen in this picture!)

The solar panels you see here, from iNiCE, cost me $55. The power bank was $50. Unless I decide to go live in a cave for the rest of my life, I will literally have unlimited energy.

Future goals include getting my laptop off the charging grid, too, and providing energy to my family/friends when needed to reduce THEIR energy consumption. It might be just nickles and dimes at a time, but it adds up.

I’m just gonna say it: I’ve had these solar panels for two days, and they’ve already proven to be an exciting, worthwhile investment, with promises for what the future holds!

So, I am literally in tears right now laughing. So I’m editing a thing im doing for Jikook, and I have just random moments up on my laptop, and my grandmother who is staying with me for a few days, walks past and goes “They are cute! Are they together? they look together” and I’m like “🙊 grandma. Really?” and she goes “well I hope I’m old and experienced in life enough to know when I see love” by then I’m like 😢👏👏👏 then she continues by pointing to the infamous Stare™ and says “and lust, they are sexing” I’m done 😂😂😂😂😂 I love my grandma. She is so G. I remember one time she called me all excited one night. My ult bias is Choi Mf Seunghyun, and she knows this and him. So she’s watching the Golden globes or some award show and one of her faves (A way younger than her Korean actor 😂) wins an award, so natrually she’s hyped. So I guess she went on a hunt after the show was over and she discovered that her fav is Seunghyun’s cousin. Commence the fangirling. She sends like 3 different articles about their relation, pics of “how hot he is shirtless” and calls me like “did you know your hyunie is related to so and so?” and I’m like “huh?” And she goes OFF. “They are both sexy.” “It must run in the family” “I wonder if he likes older women” 😂😂😂😂 So you know where I get it from now haha.
—  Bossy

anonymous asked:

Hey do you have some phanfic you want to share ?

hmm i’ve read a lot of amazing stuff recently but as always i’ve forgotten to bookmark/like/rb most of it but i’ll see what i can find!

i’ve been loving the #waveydaysfics series by @waveydnp and @iihappydaysii (it won’t let me link them) here (x) and here (x)! i’ve read the parent!phan and tatinof fics and they were amazing, i haven’t read the others bc smut isn’t really my thing but if you’re into that they’re probably really good bc duh?

all the little things by randomhowlter is a parent!dan x teacher!phil and it’s so so heartwarming! i was literally squealing at my laptop because it’s so adorable literally what the fuck

following the fandom by ineverhadmyinternetphase is really well written, it’s a slight au if dan and phil didn’t meet in 2009 but a bit later in life when they’re both separate popular youtubers and fuck it’s so good

somewhere only we know by @phan-fiction is tooth rotting fluff about dnp meeting at a central park bench 10/10 would recommend also i may or may not have teared up

the flower of life by @botanistlester aka dan is the god of death and he meets and falls in love with phil the human drama ensues

i know that most of this is fluff because it’s actually the only thing i read anymore so if you wanted really kinky smut uhh sorry. also if you want more tooth rotting fluff you should go to the @phanfictioncatalogue masterlist page and sort by fluff and death by dnp being too adorable is all yours

hey anons, thank you so much for your kind words. I’m glad watercast helps ;A; that’s good because like the rest of my life has zero positive impact on anyone (inc myself lmao).

and it’s ok like, i don’t actualy get many “pls update” messages on tumblr anymore!! and i’m not offended or really annoyed or anything. i know the pace of life is diff for everyone and esp if most readers are still in school the updates probably do feel way too long in between haha. but thank u! but yeah i appreciate hte enthusiasm - though rn it’s literally because i don’t have access to my own laptop!! 

the good news is that i’m over 90% to my kofi goal?! GUYS OLY SHIT>