not gonna tag these because i have tumblr crushes turned off

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  • “You can’t have sex with your neighbor’s backyard above-ground pool.”
  • “Let me help you out of that swimsuit– POOL.”
  • “I sure hope we become best friends! But I don’t hope we have a falling out, leading us to have a tense, emotion-heavy, dramatic, competitive, love/hate relationship later on.”
  • “So, anyways, I regain consciousness, there’s cops everywhere, (name) is covered in blood, got an ice-pick– haha, it was kind of a weird Tuesday.”
  • “We’re gonna be late for anime school!”
  • “I’m just saying, is it illegal if I’m in my OWN pool?”
  • “WHAT’S UP SLUTS?! GUESS WHO JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON?!”
  • “(name) WAS A BITCH-ASS POSER.”
  • “Oh no, he’s hot when he’s sad!”
  • “This reminds me of prison. This reminds me of prison. This DEFINITELY reminds me of prison.”
  • “Look at that little pimp. He’s gonna grow up to be a prison ass mothafucka.”
  • “Let’s skip all the fluff and get to the part where we’re shirtless.”
  • “Homeboy looks like shark week, I ain’t messin’ with that.”
  • “It wasn’t a dream! We got arrested for trespassing! We went to JAIL!”
  • “Nah, man, we went to holding. There’s a big difference.”
  • “Yeah now we owe Easter Dave a favor– that is NOT a position you wanna be in.”
  • “Wouldn’t we have seen him around by now? I mean he is a bipedal shark-person.”
  • “I’VE GOT MACE!”
  • “Was macing us really necessary AFTER you remembered who we were?!”
  • “You took the fall for me and I said thank you.”
  • “I went to jail!”
  • “I spent 6 months at a correctional facility!”
  • “I stabbed a girl in the yard!”
  • “I think that guard you killed had a family!”
  • “Look at that majestic ass mothafucka. Like a dolphin or some shit. A dolphin with legs… and arms… and a jet pack.”
  • “BITCH GET IN THE POOL!”
  • “That’s how they do it in Australia.”
  • “20 bucks on jabber jaws.”
  • “Hey, man did you TiVo Glee last night?”
  • “I’m not allowed to watch Glee, my dad says it might turn me into something bad. A musical theater major.”
  • “Neither one of them even died!”
  • “They won’t let me back into sewing club because apparently when I threaten someone with sewing needles it’s deemed ‘inappropriate’ and I 'have to leave’.”
  • “I have to tumblr this!”
  • “A guy with emotional issues who swims away his problems? Lady, that’s the whole team, you’re gonna have to be more specific.”
  • “I ship them! And them!”
  • “They hate each other, but they also fuck each other!“
  • “Hey, we try not to get this part of the gym wet so whatever you’re doing is gonna have to stop.”
  • “So do you wanna come back to my place, listen to some Dave Matthews, and talk about my work out routine?”
  • “I wonder if that stuff I hid is still here? … Nah, cops probably took it.”
  • “Do you know? Do you know for sure? Because I don’t need another incident.”
  • “If I get out of this chair, I guarantee you’ll end up in one with wheels.”
  • “Okay. I’ll admit, I’m a little threatened.”
  • “‘Sup bitches!~”
  • “Aren’t you that guy who drowned a kid? And burned down that building?”
  • “Get back to it before you learn a lesson in post-war, urban torture practices.”
  • “Remember, snitches get stitches!”
  • “Shut up, you’re high as balls!”
  • “You’re just mad because mom and dad thought you were a girl for the first year of your life.”
  • “Right, son. And speaking of crushing disappointments—”
  • “Coach tried to get me to vandalize a police station again.”
  • “Good thing I wore my Heelies.”
  • “He’s so hot but so crazy! Which makes him even MORE hot!”
  • “Come on, let me get those digits baby!”
  • “It should be illegal to be that fine!”
  • “Oh, just basic addition and subtraction. He was subtracting from my profits so I’m going to add a few extra holes in him.”
  • “This doesn’t seem like the time for polka-renditions of Ke$ha songs.”
  • “I hate it when you leave but I love watching you go.”
  • “Yeah, I’ve seen him. He’s in my scrapbook class. He cuts the eyes out of magazine photos.”
  • “Your arrest record is extensive… and amateur.”
  • “The fact that you continue to avoid indefinite incarceration is insanity AND THE FACT THAT OUR LAW ENFORCEMENT CAN’T PUT AWAY SOMEONE WITH SUCH BLATANT DISREGARD FOR CONVENTIONAL CRIMINAL FUNCTION BAFFLES THE MIND.”
  • “I want that boy to be my bride!”
  • “Pilates will do that, man, works your core.”
  • “What are we waiting for? Let’s go bro! Let’s g’bro!”
  • “Wow, you sure said that.“
  • “WOOP! WOOP! Hold it, I’m gonna have to pull you over for exceeding recommended hotness.”
  • “One time, we went camping in the woods, I just left 'em there. Nobody found them for like 5 days. I don’t even think their families cared, kinda sad, really.”
  • “So, what you’re saying is, if they disappeared, no one would notice?”
  • “Well I’ve gotta go not talk to you anymore.”
  • “I learned how to swim the old fashioned way. When I was five my dad took me out to a lake and tossed me right in the water.”
  • “I’m so happy right now! — And it’s not just ‘cause I get to see you in a bunch of different swimsuits. Okay, I lied, I’m sorry, that’s mostly the reason.”
  • “SHE’S A WITCH! PUSH HER IN THE POOL!”
  • “Hey, I know you! You helped me smuggle some stuff out of the country! How’ve you been, kid?”
Behind The Story

Summary: The reader is a cast member of the show and she’s injured making her unavailable going to a convention. Her co-stars and the fans misses her so Jensen thought of the idea of show her love via a video and posting it on twitter.

Author: deanwinchester-af

Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared and Cast Cameos.

Pairing: Single!Jensen x Actress!Reader

Words: 2k+

Warnings: PURE FLUFF.

Behind The Story Masterlist

Disclaimer: NO SHADE TOWARDS DANNEEL, SHE’S AMAZING BUT I ALSO LOVE TO WRITE. 

A/N: For the ones who had read my preview to my upcoming series Unusual, y’all are going to be reading some future sneak peeks on this one shot, I’ll probably combine the fics… What do you guys think of that? I’ve always wanted to write something like this and I am very happy on how it turned out. Hope you guys like it too and please, let me know what y’all think? Special thanks to my friend @sis-tafics who beta it ♥ 

By the way, this is like a bday present from me to you guys (my birthday is tomorrow) yikes! Tags are on the end of this post and the gif is not mine but the twitter manip is. Also, I won’t put the read more because my blog is having problems and if I put it then the ones on the computer won’t be able to read it completely. Sorry, I know how it pains but tumblr is being an asshole with my blog. 

THANKS FOR READING & ENJOY ♥


Reader POV:

A bucket of extra butter popcorn, your dog Jules cuddled up next to you, a show about two vampires in love with one girl playing on TV and a huge cast that started on your mid thigh and worked its way to your toes. “Miss you guys wish I could be there to hug y’all.” you tweeted for the 1.M followers you had on twitter thanks to you character on the hit show Supernatural. Same show where you accidentally miss landed while having a fight stunt and broke your leg in the process. You sighed and smiled while reading all the quick response by the fans.

“We miss you too, Y/N.”

“J2 misses you.”

You smiled at the tweets as you read more tweets.

“Jared is teasing Jensen on how was his fault you’re injured.”

You laughed at that tweet, because it was totally true but it was truly an accident.

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wanna chat? pt.18

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hey so its been a while

im in a really crappy mental place and like my entire life is drowned in discourse right now (specifically today) and its making me an anxious mess. so today i slept, avoided the discord app as much as possible, only spent like 20 minutes total on tumblr, and worked on this. its bad but i need proof that today was worth it so *jazz hands*

pluto is better than u = alya, space bro = nino, trappist = adrien, galaxy print = mari


1:15

pluto is better than u: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ikWb_Xjako
pour one out for vine

6:48

space bro: alya
i love you
but why do you never sleep
like
my dude

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//92 Truths

I’ve been tagged by @featureless-spy​ the sexy and wild mothafucka. Thanks for the tag, i guess you guys will know a bit more of me.

THE LAST…

1.Drink: Tea

2.Phone call: My dad.

3.Text message: BFF <3

4.Song you listened to: Lemaitre - Closer.

5.Time you cried: omg good question, probably a week ago.

HAVE YOU EVER…

6.Dated someone twice: Nope, who do that ?

7.Been cheated on: No

8.Kissed someone and regretted it: Hum well yeah, shit happens.

9.Lost someone special: Yes

10.Been depressed: Yes, i’ve been but not anymore.

Originally posted by gifsme

11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: it happened once and not that long ago.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

-Yellow

-Pink

-Red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

15.Made new friends: Maybe too much.

16.Fallen out of love: Yes.

17.Laughed until you cried: Yes like everyday.

18.Found out someone was talking about you: Yes, thoses bitches.

Originally posted by mjfambelike


19.Met someone who changed you: Not really, i change by my own.

20.Found out who your true friends are: Yes, but it’s been a long time.

21.Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Yes.

Originally posted by i-am-a-lucky-artefact

GENERAL…

22.How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Basically everyone, but there are some of them that i didn’t see since a long time.

23.Do you have any pets: Yes i have a dog, his name is Charly but he lives at my parent’s.

24.Do you want to change your name: Nope, i kinda like it.

Originally posted by fuckyeahdragrace

25.What did you do for your last birthday: I party super hard with my friends, the theme of the night was Bollywood, we danced our ass off and drank a bit too much.

Originally posted by collegepsychexperiment

26.What time did you wake up: 08:00 am.

27.What were you doing at midnight last night: Watching Love Rain.

28.Name something you cannot wait for: Being independant and having money.

Originally posted by gifsme

29.When was the last time you saw your mother: Two weeks ago, when i came back home. I don’t live in the same city as my parents. (i’m a student)

30.What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Maybe being a man, i’ve always wanted to be a guy idkw. Or being closer to my family.

31.What are you listening to right now: Jay Park - Aquaman.

32.Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Oh probably when i went to London many times, but i don’t remember i was drunk.

33.Something that is getting on your nerves:
People being racist, disrespectful, selfish, homophobic. Hate in general. Having no money. Water on my computer. “20% of battery left”. People saying “why are you so much in your chinese shit ?” when i talk about Kpop. No more toilet paper. The light of my bathroom dying. Being lazy. Donald trump. Fuck boys. No more tea left.

34.Most visited website: Tumblr, Youtube, twitter, instagram.

35.Elementary:  ✔

36. High School: ✔

37.College: I didn’t do college but i went to a private art school. I’m still in.

38.Hair color: Blonde and light pink. (all of the pink is gone*sad emoji*)

39.Long or short hair: Mid-long.

40.Do you have a crush on someone: Currently, nope.

41.What do you like about yourself: I like my dumb humour, my eyes, my craziness. And my talent to make anything look stupid.

42.Piercings: My ears

43.Blood type: i have no idea lol

44.Nickname: omg this is gonna be long : Agathe feeling, Agathe the power, Agathe You, Agathe 99 dollars but i can’t spend one. Gagathe, Gagathosaure. (my name is Agathe, and french people love puns)

45.Relationship status: I’m sexy free and single.

Originally posted by jackseunie


46.Zodiac sign: Libra

47.Pronouns: She/her

48.Favorite tv show: Breaking Bad.

49.Tattoos: I got my first one two weeks ago. You can see it right here.

50.Right or left hand: Right.

FIRST…

51.Surgery: I didn’t got surgery. For the moment.

52.Piercing: My ears, i was 14.

54.Sport: Classical dance, i was 8 or 9, really young. As long as i can remember that’s the first sport i did.

Originally posted by 1980s-90sgifs

55.Vacation: Moutain, skiing with my family !

57.Eating: milk lol ?

58.Drinking: Red wine.


59.I’m about to: be lazy, because it’s the end of the day.

60.Listening to: Super Junior - Sorry Sorry, i have no idea why.

61.Waiting for: WEEK-END AND PARTYYYY

62.Want: I want to see GD this year, going to festival, dying my hair, but we can’t have what we want wan’t we ?

63.Get married: maybe one day but not for the moment, you have to meet someone for that lol.

64.Career: Being rich obviously. No but seriously i want to work as a graphic designer, being able to live from my passion would be great.

WHICH IS BETTER…

65.Hugs or kisses: Both ?

Originally posted by candyfornia

66.Lips or eyes: Eyes

67.Shorter or taller: Well i’m tall as fuck, so taller, but i don’t care really.

68.Older or younger: Age is just a number you know

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

70.Nice arms or nice stomach: idk, i’m more into butts.

71.Sensitive or loud: Sensitive.

72.Hook up or relationship: Relationship

73.Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER…

74.Kissed a stranger?: Yes

Originally posted by the-vampire-diaries-gif

75.Drank hard liquor?:  omg yes

76.Lost glasses contact/lenses?: Yes

77.Turned someone down?: Yes, many times.

78.Sex on first date?: Never.

79.Broken someone’s heart?: Nope.

80.Had your heart broken?: Yes

81.Been arrested?: No lol

82.Cried when someone died?: Yes

83.Fallen for a friend?: Yes.

Originally posted by restlesstymes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

84.Yourself?: Yes, i’d say 80%.

85.Miracles?: No, only hard work.

86.Love at first sight?: Yes, but it doesn’t last.

87.Santa Claus?: Yes of course.

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

88.Kiss on the first date?: No.

89.Angels?: Nope.

OTHER…

90.Current best friend’s name: Marcie, Manon, Cindy.

91.Eye color: Green.

92.Favorite movie: Bily Eliott.

VOILÀ, the tag is over that was soooo long omg. I’m gonna tag @just-urgh , @cursed-kpop-images, @thequeenshady, @tabi87, @indigyu, @fyminsuga, @kpopmemesnvines,@brooklyntwixx, @kawaii-desu-my-niggaa, @heyitszul

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

Drive Thru Hell *Bucky Barnes x Reader*

Originally posted by psychoassassins

Summary: At 1am you and Sam get hungry for a drive-thru burger, Bucky Steve and Clint all tag along. Only a concert just ended and everyone has the same feeling, yourself and Steve have to deal with, Sam and Bucky fighting, Clint hanging out the window yelling… you just wanted a burger.
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson and Clint Barton.
Pairings: Reader x Bucky Barnes, implied Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff- teasing of Steve fancying Nat


“Are you hungry?” a voice spoke from behind the sofa, you jumped and turned your head, Sam stood in the TV light and looking at you waiting for an answer.

“I could use a burger, to be honest,” you tell him with a small shrug of your shoulders, he nodded and left leaving you frowning at the Falcon, your eyes went back to watching Fuller House on Netflix.

Then Sam was towing Steve and Bucky behind him, both soldiers pulling on their jackets, Sam threw Bucky’s hoodie to you and you pulled it on instantly. Bucky looked slightly annoyed, he held out his hand to help you off the sofa, you gladly took it with a small smile. Sam saying you’d be getting a drive-thru, you grinned, you loved late night food trips with your friends.

“Any room for a Hawk?” you all looked up at the ceiling to the vent, where Clint was laying inside still clad in PJ’s, he had been silently watching Fuller House with you; you didn’t know this till now.

Steve nodded, “my car is small someone is gonna be in the boot.“

“SHOTGUN!” you yelled earning groans of disappointment, making you smile.

You sat in the passenger seat, Steve driving through the streets to get to the closest open drive-thru, Sam and Clint in the backseats singing along to the music you had shuffled on your Spotify. Bucky was cramped in the boot, directly behind Sam with a deadly glare, arms crossed and silent as ever.

As you got to the drive-thru both yourself and Steve groaned, you had forgotten that this drive-thru was near an arena, clearly, some concert had gone on today because the line for food was stupidly long. You leant back in your seat, Steve doing the same, crossing his arms as he waited to move the car when the line was ready to move.

After a few minutes of silence and just the music playing, “why am I in the boot?” Bucky asked randomly and you grinned, turning your head to look at your boyfriend.

“Cause yo’ fat ass won’t fit in the seat” Sam shot back, Bucky’s eyes went from yours to glaring at the back of Sam’s head, he shuffled and kicked Sam’s seat who turned back to glare.

“I meant, why not Clint? He’s smaller than me!”

Clint scoffed, “Not my fault you’re slow.”

“You cheated.”

“Knowing shortcuts isn’t cheating, it’s called being smart.” He countered back.

Steve managed to get the children to quieten down in the back by asking their orders, all of them talking over one another, you chuckled as Steve sighed. You had forgotten whenever you went out as a group, you and Steve end up acting as though you are parents unless Nat tags along- she takes turning the car around statement seriously.

“Sam wants, double cheeseburger and extra-large fries, diet Pepsi- Bucky that’s rude to say, he can have whatever he wants- Clint want’s a southern fried chicken wrap, no mayo- he can take out whatever he wants Y/N- plus a Coke, and Y/N wants a cheeseburger, cheese fries and diet Coke.” Steve repeated and you nodded “Bucky wants a bacon burger, large chilli fries and a chocolate milkshake.”

Sam leant forward as far as the seatbelt would allow, “Get mozzarella sticks then 12 pack” and Clint nodded in agreement, playing with the window button, Steve nodded.

Bucky started to shuffle, starting to get angsty, earning Sam to tell him off for fidgeting. Earning a small argument between them both, Steve sighed and leant an elbow on his window, holding his head with his eyes closed. Clint was still watching his window go up and down, glaring at the cars going passed who honking at all the people waiting.

“Can you three just stop!” Steve snapped, turning his head to glare at them, Clint instantly stopped whilst Sam turned back around and Bucky looked at his best friend “just stop! No one talk, no playing with buttons, just behave.”

You watch as Steve turns back around, one hand holding the steering wheel impossibly tight and the other one rubbing his temple in hopes of easing the headache that must be forming, it’s silent in the car. You glance behind to see all the three men looking at one another, and then back to Steve, you sighed knowing what they will do.

“I’m gonna tell Nat you yelled,” Clint is first to get enough courage to talk, Steve’s eyes open once more and his jaw sets into a locked position, “she never yells when we are out.”

Sam nods in agreement “yeah, she’s the nice one out of those two.”

Originally posted by imagine-that-marvel

“She turned the car around for real last time,” Steve countered, looking at them in the mirror and they all just grin in return.

Bucky shrugs, “so, you admit you two are mum and dad then?”

Steve sighed, “Someone has to keep you idiots under control!” he mutters to himself but it’s silent and they all hear.

“Who keeps you under control?” Sam asked, Bucky snickers to himself in the boot and Clint holds back at laugh “is it, Nat? How does one control a super soldier? If I asked will I get an R-rated answer?”

Bucky and Sam high five one another, the only time they see to get along is when they tease Steve over Nat; they both think he has a crush on her. Judging by the way he blushes you’d agree with them but since he blushes whenever someone teases him over anything and you can’t be too sure.  

That opened the floodgates to relentless teasing by those two, Steve just remained silent, driving whenever needed in silence. Clint went back to playing with his window, this time unbuckling his belt and leaning his head out the window, like a dog.

Originally posted by therewasneverjustone

He was fully dangling out the window next, you watched in the rear-view mirror, one hand holding onto the roof so he wouldn’t fall out. Looking at the line, causing people who were obviously intoxicated to yell obscene stuff at him, he ignored a few, flipped some off and then…

“DON’T MAKE ME CLIMB OUT OF THIS WINDOW, BOY!” you sighed as the person six cars ahead yelled back, laughing at him.

“Steve, make that order of onion rings double” Sam ask yelled suddenly.

“We don’t need two sides of onion rings, we already have mozzarella sticks plus extra fries orders, plus a side order of nuggets!” he sighed gently.

Bucky scoffed, “yeah, Wilson, stop being greedy.”

“I was asking for you, dumbass” Sam shot back, that sounded like Bucky, too scared to ask Steve for something when he knows he is mad.

You sighed gently, “I just wanted a cheeseburger.”

After another twenty minutes, you finally had the food in the car, driving back to the tower, everyone in silence. Clint’s window locked because he did get out of the car, Steve tempted to leave him in the parking lot, you managed to convince him to let Clint back in. Bucky tried to get his food to eat now; you shot him a glare, earning a pouty boyfriend in the boot.

Steve parked his car in the garage, getting out along with Sam and Clint, those three helping the bags and you stretched; it felt good to move your legs. As everyone left, you heard a yelling and a banging; you all turned and see a very abandoned Bucky. Steve chuckled and walked back over, opening the boot door, helping Bucky out of the car.  

“That was eventful,” you yawn, everyone agreeing and tiredly walking with you “is it bad that I think we should all go sleep, have this stuff as breakfast in five hours?” everyone nodded, you all placed the food in the oven, to keep in a storage place.

You snuggled up next to Bucky, him wrapping his arms around you, drawing you impossibly closer to him and falling asleep instantly.

MORNING

You and Bucky walked into the kitchen, Clint and Sam already digging into their reheated meals, Bucky sat as you got yours and his ready. Slightly, wondering where Steve is and his food, before you could ask Bucky did for you.

“He didn’t get any food for himself, ” Clint tells them, you all frown at Hawkeye “wait, do you guys not know?” he asked

“What are we meant to know birdie?” Bucky asked.

“I figured since you guys teased him the most then you’d know,” you grinned already getting the swing of what he is batting “he went out for breakfast with Nat, you fucking idiots.” He chuckled with you.

Sam frowned, “you telling me all those time we’ve been teasing that stupid lump and he actually already made a move, that dog!”

Clint chuckled, “Nat actually asked him.”

“Knew it,” Bucky muttered biting into his burger.

“No you didn stop lyin’, you had no idea and you didn’t know that Nat would be the one to make the first move.” Sam chided, glaring at Barnes who shrugged and glared back, “I hate you.”

“Love you too,” he said with a mouthful of burger, you hit them both, sitting between them and sipping your drink “I love you too.”

“Knew it,” you smirked as he rolled his eyes, causing Sam and Clint to laugh at you.  

(Hope everyone finds this as funny as I do, I got the prompt for late night drive thru on Tumblr, cannot remember where. Got some ideas from my kik fam, plus, I’ve been feeling a little down lately and this is for people who just needed a laugh rather than fluff or feels. - Rosalee)

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Zimbits Fic Rec List and some thoughts on the fandom…

So….. I fell down the rabbit hole that is Zimbits fic. I’ve been reading and loving @ngoziu‘s webcomic Check, Please! (@omgcheckplease ) for a few months. I highly recommend checking it out—it’s fluffy and cute (but still deals with topics like coming out and mental health). You can start reading the webcomic here. Though I’ve been enjoying the fanart for the comic for a while, I haven’t actually read any fic until very recently. It took me quite a while to dip into Zimbits fanfic considering that I started reading the webcomic when I realized that one of my favorite Harry/Draco writers was now writing for this fandom and wanted to be able read her new stuff (@emmagrant01). As Bitty would say, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.
 
I finally started reading Zimbits (Eric Bittle/Jack Zimmermann) fanfic last week and am only now emerging from a fic-induced fugue state. I’ve put together a list of some absolutely fabulous fics and some thoughts on the fandom/this pairing. All these stories make me want to write my own Zimbits fic, but I’m afraid that I don’t know enough about Twitter, Beyoncé, or hockey not to embarrass myself. I think you also have to be able to write comedy well, because Bitty’s online voice is so hilarious (and I haven’t even mentioned Shitty). Before I get to the fic, I’ve made a list of a few things that are really exciting to me about the fic in this fandom/for this pairing.
 
•Tumblr Linguistics
Obviously, this isn’t across the board, but I’ve noticed that several writers use a voice that’s pretty close to tumblr or Internet speak. You’ll see a lot of sentences that are fragmented by periods rather than ellipses or em dashes. For example: “I can’t. I mean. Oh, you just. You’re just so, so. So!” Sadly, as an English PhD student, I’ve never studied linguistics so can’t write about this with any authority, but I find the fact that this contemporary authorial voice is popping up in this fic on a semi-regular basis fascinating. I read mostly
Harry Potter fic, so maybe writers for other newer fandoms also exhibit this tendency and it’s just a sign of our contemporary times, but I’d hazard a guess that this ALSO has something to do with the fact that Check, Please!is a tumblr fandom. The webcomic is published on tumblr, so the fandom seems to be unfolding on tumblr as well (and maybe also Twitter?). I don’t know that I’m the person to write the paper, but the Check, Please! fandom seems like a good subject for a case study on contemporary fandom practices and the changing voice of fic. Thoughts? Is this a think in other contemporary fandoms?
 
•(Ace Spectrum) Jack Zimmermann
I’ve been reading Harry/Draco fic for a couple of years, and, for a ship that is over ten years old, it’s pretty hard to find fic with characters on the asexuality spectrum. I mean, the majority of fic is romance and the pornier a story is, the more hits it gets, but still… The Zimbits ship, on the other hand, is only a few years old, but for a pairing with less than 3000 fics on AO3, exponentially, there’s quite a lot of stories that portray Jack Zimmerman as falling on the ace spectrum. He’s grey ace/demisexual, so there’s still romance and (usually) sex, but I’m really encouraged by this representation. This is a really interesting interpretation of canon, in which Jack only has two confirmed relationships (Kent Parson and Camilla Collins—though he may have only gone twice to the Winter Screw with Camilla rather than actually dated her). On the subject of Jack Zimmerman, his canonical anxiety disorder means that most Zimbits fic discusses mental health. Mental illness is something that is often dealt with in a really problematic way (if at all) in published lit, so it’s really exciting to see it being written about it a thoughtful way in fandom. I’m be curious to see what else writers do with Jack’s character in the next few years. Writers’ exploration of his canonical description as a hockey “robot” (at least once in the comic in Sophomore Year #10 – Shinny) often reads to me as Jack as autistic. There’s no fic that explicitly states this, but I’ve seen some discussion of it on tumblr.
 
•Contemporary Relevance
I’m so impressed with the way that writers in this fandom are engaging with pop culture and contemporary events and technology in exciting and meaningful ways. These stories feel very relevant to where our society is now when it comes to discussions of mental health and LGBT+ experience. See fic, haha.

[EDIT] So, I remembered something else that I wanted to say in regards to how many Check, Please! fanfic writers are using canon in a really interesting, relevant way. So, Bitty is a proficient user of social media, especially Twitter, and it’s really cool how writers are incorporating Twitter/social media in a metafictional way. In fics like @idrilka’s maybe I’m waking up and @marswithghosts‘s  A Little Bit Closer, these writers are creating original characters who interact with and comment on both narrative (so what’s happening to the characters in the story as if they’re real) and fandom/fannish practices (taking a stand against things like trolling and respecting the people one is fanning out over). I think in a lot of fandoms, the critique of self insertion makes writers afraid to create original characters, but these writers are using original characters to start a metafictional discussion about the way we do fandom. That’s super cool!
 
Okay, I’m getting tired now, and I’ve already written too much. I was going to write a glowing review for each fic, but I’ve only got about an hour left before I don’t have the Internet for a few days and I really wanted to get this post out. Basically, I loooooove these fics. Feel free to hit me up with more recs! Also, I’m really bummed that I can’t tag some of the writers even though they’re on tumblr!

If anyone feels like continuing the discussion, @ me! Here are the recs! 

maybe i’m waking up by @idrilka
Mature, 157,904 words
Summary: It’s almost funny. All he ever wanted was to play hockey, to play in the NHL, to win the Cup. This—Samwell, the team, the Haus—was supposed to be just a detour, but now it feels more like a destination he failed to realize he’s already reached.
(Or: Jack signs with the Falconers, graduates, and leaves. It’s the hardest thing he’s ever done. What comes after is even harder.)
[There’s also a podficby bienenalster and Pax! 4 out of 20 chapters are up on AO3.]

A Little Bit Closer by @marswithghosts (cautionzombies)
NC-17, 107,963 words
Summary Eric Bittle’s To-Do List:
1.) Frame Masters in Library and Information Science diploma and send to Mama, because she never understood the lack of sleep and abuse of caffeine, but she sent cookbooks and money for good chocolate, bless her.
2.) Throw away every last highlighted article, graded paper, and syllabus, because they are no longer needed, thank the sweet Lord.
3.) Promote the library’s new periodic reading series, because it wasn’t the capstone project for nothing.
4.) Harass Boston Bruins star Jack Zimmermann into taking a picture for @BPLWestEnd to promote the reading of his new children’s book, Jacky’s Bad Days.
5.) Do not ogle Boston Bruins star Jack Zimmermann’s ass.
6.) Fail step five. Repeatedly.
 
Being in Motion by @marswithghosts (cautionzombies)
NC-17, 53,988 words
Summary: Watching a college boy jerk off online for money is not what Jack Zimmermann ever saw himself doing. Getting to know that boy is something he expected even less.
 
The Skype Dates by @tiptoe39
NC-17, 73328 words
Summary: For the Can’t Hardly Wait challenge, I present to you: my on-the-fly-written account of Bitty and Jack’s Skype conversations between May and July. It starts modestly and gets deeper & more heated as it goes on.

Mixing It Up by sinspiration ( @justwritins )
Mature, 40869 words
Summary: Eric Bittle, of Bitty’s Bakery, is very excited to have been chosen as a contestant for the Food Network Challenge. He’s even more excited to find out that he’s making a cake for the NHL new-Cup winners, the Falconers.
 
Jack Zimmerman, of the Falconers, doesn’t know anything about cake, and will be the first to tell you that he feels wholly unqualified to judge a cake-making competition. At least Alexei is there to help ease things a little. Honestly, all he’s really expecting is to be very awkward on camera for the entire segment, and to eat a lot of cake that’s not really in his diet plan.
 
That’s how it starts.
 
“left the city, my family, my precinct” by spock
Mature, 7663 words
Summary: Bitty uses emojis like a second language, one that Jack’s slowly starting to become fluent in.
 
“You Never Said You Wouldn’t So Here I Am” by @emmagrant01
NC-17, 10656 words
Summary: Eric just wants to get past this crush, but Jack keeps getting in the way.
 
“Helpless” by @emmagrant01
NC-17, 19763 words
Summary:
“So we should ask Bits and Lardo to come with us to New York,” Shitty said.
 
Jack turned to look at him, frowning. “Seriously?”
 
“Yeah, man. I mean, I know this was supposed to be just you and me, but… We both know those two are gonna be part of our lives after graduation. It’d just be like. Getting a head start on it.”
 
maybe you’ll be lonesome too by elizajane ( @feministlibrarian )
NC-17, 74,426
Summary: The phone, with its string of texts between him and Eric, is the only tangible evidence he has that kissing Bitty – that Bitty kissing him back – isn’t some sort of lucid dream brought on by the stress of graduation. So he’s been gripping it like a lifeline.
 
with grace in your heart by @iridescentoracle (heterodyne_girl) and mutuisanimis
PG-13, 90784 words and counting (WIP)
When Kent Parson shows up at Epikegster 2014, he doesn’t mess up Jack and Bitty’s relationship, but it is a turning point.
 
“Hockeyed Up” by Sophie ( @notunwise )
Mature, 14366 words Summary: There are many things on Jack’s mind. Namely: hockey, hockey, Bitty, hockey, anxiety, hockey, hockey, anxiety, Bitty, hockey, hockey, anxiety, and hockey.
[There’s also a podfic!]
 
“A Clerical Error” (locked on ao3 unless you have an account) by @1electricpirate
NC-17, 7516 words
Summary: “There aren’t any twins left,” Lardo’s telling them, stress evident in the corners of her eyes and the tight clench of her jaw. The hotel is cheap and conveniently located, but the payoff for that is terrible management and a logistical nightmare. “Just a double. You’ll have to share.”
 
“Drop It While It’s Hot” by @esterbrook
NC-17, 15214 words
Summary: As soon as the screen goes dark, Bitty throws himself backwards onto his bed, pulls a pillow over his face, and screams into it. Jack is coming to visit in less than a month! Practically tomorrow! Which is a million years from now! He’s going to need more butter.
 
“If We’re Falling in Love” by sunfair @northerndownpour​ or @thisishowlivesgetruined
20312 words
Summary: Madison, July 2015: over two days, everything changes.
 
“lovin’ you for quite some time” by @wishingonalightningbolt

NC-17, 9182 words
Summary: So they talk about it. They talk, in stilted whispers about Kent Parson and Camilla Collins. They talk about how Jack feels about sex, about how he would rather know someone—he would rather love someone before anything else. They talk about how Jack is bad with feelings, how he needs prompting to communicate, to know what anyone wants out of him. He’s bad at this because he’s always been scared of it, but with Bitty he’s not scared enough to keep him from trying. 
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The sexual firsts of Jack and Bitty’s relationship.

5sos Preference #40: Album

Michael: “Y/N! So glad you could make it!” Calum barrels into you and wraps you in a hug as soon as enter Michael’s house, where they’re throwing the informal release party for their new album. This is one is for friends and family showing support of your boys. You look around and see the party’s already started, “Sorry, I’m late. My flight got delayed and there was problem with security-” He cuts you off by hugging you tight and lifting you up. “You’re here! That’s what matters! C’mon, they’re gonna be so fucking excited to see you.” He leads you to the living room, and you do your best to fix yourself because you’re about to see Michael, the guy you’ve had a crush on for a while now. They’re in the kitchen, when Luke sees you first. “Y/N!” He hugs you tight as the others make their way over. “You made it! We were freaking out you wouldn’t be able to with the storm.” Ashton hugs you with a quick squeeze. “Of course I’d make it, storm or not.” You grin, then turn to Michael. “Hey, Mike-” You get cut off by him suddenly pulling you close and kissing you. At first, you’re too surprised to react, then as he pulls away, you wrap your arms around him and kiss him back.

Calum:“What rhymes with magic?” Luke asks, fiddling with the pencil in his hands. You, Luke, Michael, Ashton and your boyfriend are sprawled in their LA house. They’re writing songs for their new album and you’re keeping the company/keeping them from killing each other. “Drastic. Mystic. Cosmic. Didactic-” You start to say but then Michael interrupts with, “Dick” causing even you to giggle. Luke ignores him, “Thanks, Y/N. Cosmic works.” Cal pulls you onto his lap and starts kissing your neck gently, “My babe’s smart.” The other guys start groaning and Ashton throws a pillow at you. “Hey! We said no PDA!” He points accusingly. “Sorry,” You offer, but it doesn’t help when Calum starts rolling his hips under you and all the guys complain. “That’s it, if you want the lovebirds out for the night, say aye.” Michael says. “Aye!” Luke and Ashton say, Luke covering his eyes. “Get out.” “Fine.” Calum shrugs, and leads you from the room upstairs to his, pinning you against the door as it closes. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” You raise an eyebrow with a smile, giggling as Calum ravishes your neck. He winks and places you on the bed, taking off his shirt. “That was the plan, babe” he mutters as he helps with yours.

Luke: “Y/N looks so perfect standing there, in my American Apparel underwear-” Luke sings into the mic in the recording booth, causing you to blush. Michael rolls his eyes, and quickly writes on the little whiteboard they have to communicate (since you can’t hear outside the recording booth) “Stop flirting with Y/N, she’s already you’re girlfriend!” with bad spelling, then shows you, making you laugh. “Okay, restarting from the first bridge.” The engineer says, fiddling with stuff on the soundboard you don’t understand. Luke holds up a finger, and says, “Well she does look perfect, I can’t lie, Mikey.” You make a heart with your hands and wink. “You two are disgusting.” Ashton says to you. You shrug and preen, too ecstatic to care about being seen as annoying. Luke starts over on the second chorus, “Your lipstick stain is a work of art, I got Y/N tattooed in an arrow heart-” “UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH” Calum groans, throwing his head back while messing around on his phone while Michael and Ashton flip Luke off in different ways, while you laugh and blush at your idiot of a boyfriend. Ignore Mike and Ash, he makes a heart at you. You giggle, roll your eyes, and make on back.  

Ashton: “Stop making stupid faces!” You, the photographer for the new 5sos album cover, whine. You’ve been their unofficial tour photographer since the TMH tour, posting the pictures on Facebook and Tumblr for them since you’ve known them for a while. And, once they announced they’re releasing an album, they refused to let anyone else but you take the album cover. “Sorry, Adam.” Luke, Calum, and Michael chorus, referring to you by your nickname since one of the gossip blogs called you “a 5sos-ified Adam Elmakias.” “Dammit, Ashton!” You snap, since he’s still looking ridiculous, “Stop it. We’d be done by now if you weren’t dicking around. Knock it off.” You sigh. You’d normally be fine with this, but you’re trying to be professional and it’s the least they could do to extend that courtesy. Ashton jumps off from the box and waltzes up to you. “Make me, Y/N.” Ashton challenges, looking like a little shit. You let your camera dangle from the strap around your neck and smother his lips with a kiss. He kisses you back almost instantaneously, and you make out for a bit before you pull away. “And if you’re good, I’ll get you ice cream later.” You say like you’re talking to a little kid. Ashton just blinks and nods, and behaves. With a blush, you get back to taking photos.  

A/N: I’m just really excited for the 5sos album. I hope you like this preference :D

anonymous asked:

"we're youtubers and we're rivals but our fans ship us" for the prompts thing,

I’ve had writer’s block for over a month now and had to physically force myself to write this. Take from that what you will. Sorry goldenheadfreckledheart that this isn’t the project that we’d talked about but I swear that’ll happen eventually. Un-beta’d and very loosely proofread.

Ps I could be coerced into writing a part two if this is well recieved

Ao3

Collaboration

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to talk to strangers on the internet?” 

“Clarke,” Raven ground out through her teeth. “That’s what you do professionally. I think it’s a little too late to list that as a concern.”

In all of her years growing up, Clarke had never pictured herself giving advice to people she’d never met on camera and getting paid for it, but somehow she’d ended up with YouTube  paying her bills for her. She’d started out doing drawing tutorials because a friend of a friend needed help for a college project. Then some fans had commented on her eyeliner and she’d started doing makeup tutorials too which brought in a younger demographic who came with a lot of questions about life in general. Now, Clarke’s channel didn’t really have a specific genre, she was just sort of guessing about what to call content and throwing it into the void.

It must have been working though, because she currently had over 2.5 million subscribers. She’s a real, certified youtuber, with real fans and possibly even more unbelievable- rivals,

Well, not rivals plural, but rather rival.

Clarke’s not even sure how it happened, really. She’d never even met the guy.

One day her fans just blew up in the comments section of one of her videos and shared it over and over tagging some guy named Bellamy Blake. She still doesn’t really even know why, but she ended up checking out his channel and damn.

She might have drooled over him a little.

That was, however, until he posted a new video and called her out for some sort of factual inaccuracy in a video  she’d made and it was all downhill from there. 

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A Call to (Lay Down) Arms

This is going to be callous and snotty and I honestly don’t care because I’m tired of seeing the writers I love so much get hounded by people who are acting like snotty teenagers who lost the lead in the play or didn’t get to go to Prom with the guy they wanted because, holy shit, he actually already asked a girl he really liked. So. That.

(I would say I’ll probably lose followers for this but I have yet to lose one for speaking my mind so I’m assuming the people that follow me already know and respect that I’m kind of a bitch and I’m a fucking pit bull when it comes to the people I care about on this site.)

Here’s the thing about having a community of writers who you can always count on to bombast you with wonderful, amazing work. They are just that, a community. These are the people that will keyboard smash and headcanon jam and yell at you for making them feel emotion. These are the people that will tell you when you’re being stupid or point out your typing errors BECAUSE THAT HAPPENS A LOT SOMETIMES I JUST GET EXCITED AND I DON’T FUCKING EDIT BECAUSE I JUST WANT TO SHARE IN THE PAIN/HILARITY AND I CAN’T WAIT ANOTHER MOMENT, or nudge you to write more or help you through a bout of writers block because of the crippling realization that there are better writers out there than you and why are you even trying. (Also hey thanks, anons, for blasting these writers with the same bullshit they think about themselves all the time.)

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Stitches

A/N: HI! This is my first oneshot on tumblr, so please let me know what you think!

Summary: You and Cas stay at the bunker whilst Sam and Dean are hunting a Djinn. You ‘hang out’ with Cas…

Word count: 1588

Warnings: Language, FLUFF. 

Tagging: @obsessedtmifangirl @nebulanoxx @thedeanaconda @sonofabitch67


You stood up and pecked a kiss on Sam and Dean’s cheeks as they left the bunker, to go and hunt a Djinn, which was supposedly stalking people at strip clubs. As much as you pleaded them to let you go, the Winchesters wouldn’t let you, saying that it was ‘too dangerous’ for you in your current state. You had stitches across your bicep, from a rather close encounter with a vampire from a week ago, and you were still patching up. Dean had blamed himself for it, as he didn’t hear your cry for backup when you had found the vamp, next to several bodies haphazardly discarded across the floor of an abandoned lodge. Since then, Dean hasn’t let you out of the bunker, deeming it ‘unsafe’ for you.

‘But please Dean! Djinns are easy kills’, you halfheartedly pleaded, knowing that the following answer was already set in stone. Sam stood behind Dean, looking sympathetically at you, knowing fully what Dean was about to say. He shrugged and looked away.

‘You ain’t going anywhere until those stitches are out Y/N’ Dean responded automatically, for like the 6th time that day, as he picked up his duffel bag and strode over to the door, where Sam was stood.

‘Oh, and Y/N, Cas will be here with you all day, so you don’t wander off’ Dean said, narrowing his eyes. It was a habit of yours to follow them, sometimes saving their asses.

As if on cue, the angel appeared next to you and smiled softly to himself.
‘I’ll make sure she stays put, no need to worry’
Well that’s fucking great, you thought. You have had a crush on Castiel from the moment you saw him smite two demons at once, and not even breaking a sweat. You could get lost in his eyes, which were like oceans, so deep and genuine. The way he’d look at something, confusion worrying his eyes, as you explained stuff to him. Or when he got hurt, his eyes would cloud over and look misty like a cloudy expanse of sky.
‘Y/N, you hearing us?’ Sam asked, looking at you with worry. You’d zoned out, dreading the awkwardness that was undoubtably going to meddle with your day.

‘Loud and clear, Sammy’, and you gave a sarcastic thumbs up. The boys then walked out the door and drove off in the Impala, leaving you with the angel.

‘So, I’m gonna be in my room if you need me, probably sulking and plotting my revenge with Dean’, you started, clearing your throat awkwardly.
Cas stared straight into your eyes, and ever so slightly tilted his head to the left, keeping eye contact.
‘Why?’ He spoke simply, his gravelly voice with soft undertones ringing through the air, sending goosebumps up your arms… or was that his grace?

‘Because…’ you paused for a second
‘Because Dean won’t fucking let me outside, like at all! Not even to the grocery store’  You frowned, with small spikes of anger rippling through your voice.

Castiel’s shoulders slumped, and he looked crestfallen.

‘I thought we could do, what humans call hanging out… although I don’t understand why they call it that, because technically speak…’

You cut him off with a giggle, playfully hitting his trench coat. Can straightened up again, and… could you detect a hint of embarrassment coming from the angel?

‘I suppose we could hang out’, you agreed, excited to spend time with the angel you so deeply felt for, although never admitted to it. You had a feeling that Sam knew that you liked him though.

You and Cas had ended up watching a movie, after you had tried and failed to teach him how to bake a pie for Dean. A few times you had looked up from the pastry to meet eyes with Cas, and he would quickly look away from you again, trying to work out how to turn on the cooker, before getting annoyed yelling obscenities at it; which made you laugh.

At one point during the movie, you shuffled closer to Cas, soaking up his warmth. You felt his strong muscles relax under you. Oh God, you loved him.

Although you couldn’t see, Cas had opened his wings, and wrapped them around you. He had mentally vowed to protect you, and to never let you get hurt again. He deemed it his job, until the day he ceased to exist. He’d fallen for you. For your beauty, your passion, your feisty and headstrong personality. Until recently, Castiel didn’t know that he was able to fall in love, he didn’t understand the emotion. He just felt something strange in his heart whenever he saw you. He understood now; he accepted it. For the remainder of the movie, he held you tight, as you snuggled into him, his wings tightly embracing you.


You sighed sadly when the credits started rolling, and as you moved to get up, you realised that the angel’s hands were playing gently with your hair, stroking it softly, making little braids.

‘Cas, I need to move’ you grumbled, your throat slightly raspy from the lack of talking.
You winced as you went to to switch the channel on the TV, but you carried on walking to the TV, hoping Cas hadn’t noticed, which, of course, he had. Cas knew that you were injured, but he didn’t know that the stitches were causing you a fair amount of trouble.

‘Y/N, come here, I can fix that’, he whispered, worry pooling in the sapphire abyss, surrounded by rims of the deepest blue. He stood before you, pressing two warm fingers to your forehead, and you felt soft electrical waves tingle down your back. You’d never been healed by any angel before, and you knew that Dean described being healed like a gentle warmth, and Sam had described it as  simply a relief of pain.
For the first time in a week, you felt able to move your arm fully, without any pain. Without thinking, you ran up to Cas and pulled him into a tight hug. Taken aback by how sudden this sign of affection was, Cas stood still for a moment, before embracing you himself. Then something occurred to him. He’d seen you kiss Sam and Dean before, and the angel thought it wrong to let himself get carried away with hugging you…and goodness knows what else. Sinful thoughts flooded his mind, but he pushed them aside to ask you the question that had been playing on his mind for the past while.

‘Y/N?’ You hummed contently your response

‘Do you love Sam and Dean?’ Cas asked, pulling you off of him. It took you by surprise, and confusion flooded over you. What did he mean?

‘Course, they’re my closest friends, they’re like my family’, you smiled sadly, remembering your real family that were murdered by demons 20 years ago. That’s what brought you into this life. Sam and Dean had brought you back to the bunker a year ago, after finding you sleeping roadside with a machete in hand. Ever since, you’d been bound at the hip with them both.

‘I mean, are you in a romantic relationship with them? I saw you give them kisses earlier’ Cas elaborated, his eyes confused. You laughed softly
‘Oh, no. I just like giving my friends kisses, platonically’ you chuckled, feeling blushing heat climb to your face. You looked down at your toes, embarrassed.

‘So, uh, platonically speaking, you wouldn’t mind if I..I gave you a kiss?’ He mumbled, lifting your chin up, so you were looking directly at him.
‘Not at all, Cas’ you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He looked down at your lips and back to your eyes, and you did the same to him. Then, slowly Cas bent towards you, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. The same electric current from when you were healed by him returned, and evidently he felt the same from how he pulled away, startled with wide eyes, the blue turning almost black. Without a second thought, you cupped his cheek and your lips met agin, this time with more passion. He walked you back to the wall, not breaking the kiss at all. He gently nipped at your lower lip, requesting access to your mouth. His tongue slid into your mouth, exploring it. Running his hands down your body, and resting on your ass, he picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his angular body. You ruffled his hair and gently tugged on his hair, electing a soft groan from the back of his throat.

After you finally broke away from each other, you and the angel lay on the sofa, whilst you buried your face into his chest, weary from the lack of sleep. At this moment, Castiel, the Angel of The Lord, felt at one with everything, he forgot about the war in heaven, and everything else burdening him. He felt light once more, thinking that maybe you were the light in the void of darkness.

After a few minutes, you spoke again, in a very hushed and tired voice

‘I love you Cas’. And with that you fell asleep before he had the chance to say
‘I love you too. I always have, and whilst I exist, I always will’. But somehow, you still heard him.
Little did you know, he had folded his wings around you again, letting the dark feathers fall across your sleeping state.

greetings & salutations. 

heyo. :) i’ve written and rewritten this about a million and two times, so hopefully this will be the last time. 2014-15 has been one of the worst years of my life so far for many reasons, and i found myself coming to this site often in order to have a couple laughs and smiles i couldn’t find in my personal life outside of tumblr. as someone who knows what it’s like to feel insignificant, i want you all to know that none of you are insignificant to me. if you’re on here it’s because you’ve impacted my life for the better, and always manage to get a smile out of me. i’m a really corny and extra person, so to prove my point further i thought i would write a little something about everyone that i’m tagging. ctrl + f to find your url. i honestly adore you all so much, and there aren’t enough words in any of the languages that i know that can adequately express how thankful i am to have crossed paths with you all. god bless, and let’s hope 2016 doesn’t suck total ass. this is in no order, and remember i really do love you all. x

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Mr. Cellophane (Chapter 2)

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Summary: Summary: Phil Lester, the shy nerdy kid, never expected to find himself falling for the eccentric theater obsessed Dan Howell. However, with neither of them believing in love in high school, will their ignorance keep them apart? Or will they see that love has no set time when it can begin?

Author: weasley-is-our-king-

Word Count: 2703 (holy crap that is like twice as much as the previous chapter you’re welcome)

A/N: Guys thank you so much for reading the previous chapter!! You’re support made me soo happy. And the DMs? I literally giggled whilst reading those. I have big plans for this fic so just you wait :D

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