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anonymous asked:

You know what, I suck at reading instructions! I'm so sorry again!!! I am so sorry I'm not reading you rules correctly. Once more I asked for the whole "hot mess" of a thing. And I'm sorry. So, can I just request MTME Cyclonus, Drift, Pharma, and IDW Starscream with human s/o doing whatever you chose? Please and thank you. And I'm so sorry for screwing up the request twice :(

Oh no sweetie it’s okay! Don’t feel bad, it happens ^.^ lol I may have went a bit overboard with this…

Gardening with s/o


Drift (Spring)

  • The air is rich with fragrance as you lead Drift through the grove of blooms. Spring is the time of new beginnings, you explain, plucking an azalea and handing it back to him. He smiles softly. His nimble digits weave the flower into the wreath he’s making, and he tugs it to a finish and places it on your head. “You are my new beginning”
  • It’s not Drift’s fault you fell. It’ yours; you’d reached too far for that, shiny, juicy, perfect first fruit, lost your balance, and went tumbling down from his servo and into the bushes below. Drift had been horrified by your screams as the thorns dug into your skin. It’s not his fault, you assure him frantically, totally not his fault- but that doesn’t stop him from blaming himself. He winces as he lays the last Band-Aid over a scrape, kissing it tenderly with his holo-avatar’s lips. You suppose you won’t be making jam today; Drift won’t let you out of bed for a long while. Instead, maybe he’ll be up for telling you a story or two.

Cyclonus (Summer)

  • “Who planted so much squash?” you ask, eyeing your overrun garden. You’d learned early on to be frugal with squash seeds; they grow like nobody’s business and there’s no way to not be sick of it by the end of summer. Cyclonus makes a troubled noise. He looks flustered, and not in the cute way like when you kiss him. He looks like, maybe, he made an error. A laugh bubbles from your lips. How can you be mad?  Rookie mistake, you tease him, and before he can apologize you wave him off. You’ll just make bread, you tell him. He smiles gratefully and starts to harvest the squash.
  • Today is unbearably hot, so you have to water yourselves as well as the garden. Cyclonus moves slower than usual, his cooling fans blast unbearably loud. You hook the hose up. When the water hits his plating it sizzles, curling little wisps of steam, and he relaxes against a tree. Now that he’s cool you can sit in his lap and let the sprinkler drench both of you. He runs a claw through your hair, working out the knots, and you doze as the summer sun hangs high above you.

Pharma (Fall)

  • “Thank…you?” you say when Pharma gives you a handful of pumpkin guts. He doesn’t reply; you don’t think he heard you over the buzz of his chainsaw. Even in his mass-displaced form he had to get the biggest pumpkin to be able to work properly with it. He flicks the juice off of his chainsaw and turns the pumpkin, smiling proudly. It’s not… the prettiest jack-o-lantern, but it’s definitely the scariest. Pharma says he’s ready to set it on fire and scare the neighborhood kids.
  • Pharma is all business in the morning, which is good because you’re not all anything in the morning. He lets you ride in the wagon on the way to the garden and even does most of the harvesting for you. Surprisingly, he doesn’t talk. He’s razor-sharp focused as he cuts gourds free and pulls up carrots. As you trot next to him on the way back you notice how tired he looks. He grumbles that he could really use his morning energon right about now.

IDW Starscream (Winter)

  • Your breath puffs a small cloud. You assess the tree. There are some dead branches that will have to go, you explain to Starscream, for the tree to be able to grow. He’s not listening; he’s rubbing his arms and whining about the cold. With a small laugh you take out your pruning saw- only for it to be snatched away. Starscream huffs- let him do it, you humans are so fragile, and of course you’ll end up hurting yourself. Besides, a little work might warm him up.
  • There’s ice on the tips of Starscream’s wings. There’s ice caked on the tips of Starscream’s wings. You know he’s in pain because he’s not complaining; his face is pinched and he tries to keep in his whimpers. He tries to act like it doesn’t bother him. You sit him in front of the fire place and gently- ever so gently- brush the slush away with a towel. Gradually his shaking slows, his whimpers quiet into small groans, and his frame finally relaxes. He flutters his wings with slow, careful movements, then offers you a smile and a place on his lap. When he falls into recharge, curled softly around you, you know the pain is gone.

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Mabel, Stan, and Ford sees Dipper with his boyfriend Bill one day, and they get overly protective because Dipper is innocent and precious to them.

The best way to spend a day with Bill was to find something that the blond couldn’t destroy. Dipper had a hard time doing it when they first met, looking endlessly for places that his rowdy classmate turned boyfriend couldn’t get into too much trouble.

At first, it was the museum, a place that Dipper had hoped Bill would be too focused on to disrupt. It worked for a little while -Bill loved dinosaurs and that exhibit went well- but as soon as it got “boring” his boyfriend tried to climb on some of the sculptures, and in the end, they were kicked out.

He then tried to bring Bill to a much more open, less policed place. The woods. Which also went well, up until Bill got lost. For hours. Luckily Dipper ran into him on his way out and didn’t have to enlist the cops or townsfolk for help finding him.

Bill insisted that he had meant to wander off, but Dipper didn’t buy it for a second.

A few other places failed to keep the blond out of trouble, but Dipper was determined to make something work. One of the few places he hadn’t tried yet, one of the last ones he could even think of, was the park.

They met there after school, Dipper being sure to get there first to scout it out and make sure there wasn’t anything or anyone there that might make Bill rambunctious.

It seemed quiet enough. Little to no wind, the sun was out but it wasn’t too hot, and there weren’t many people out despite the nice weather. There was no way Bill could get into trouble there.

Dipper sat on a bench under a tree, waiting patiently for the blond to arrive. He hoped it wouldn’t take him too long because Dipper hadn’t brought a book or anything to keep him entertained.

After a few more minutes of waiting, just before Dipper was about to pull his phone out to call Bill, the blond’s face was suddenly in front of his, upside down.

“Heya Pine Tree, how’s it hanging?” he shouted.

Dipper jumped back and pressed himself against the back of the bench, his face scrunched in anger. “Don’t scare me like that!”

Bill let his arms dangle loosely while his legs stayed tightly hooked on the branch above them, a large, goofy smile on his face. “You’re not going to Spiderman kiss me? After all this work of climbing up the tree. I’m offended.” In a smooth motion, Bill lifted his upper body just enough to grab the branch, righting himself so that he could drop out of the tree onto his feet.

Scowling, Dipper relaxed again and crossed his arms, watching the blond fix his upright hair. “Kissing is for boyfriends who don’t scare the crap out of their significant other.”

With a shrug, Bill joined Dipper on the bench and wrapped his arm around the brunet’s shoulders. “I can just steal one, then.” Tightening his grip, Bill tried to pull Dipper closer for a kiss.

Dipper resisted and laughed, knowing that Bill wanted to play fight. That was at least something that wouldn’t get them into trouble.

Or so he thought.

The two fell to the ground while laughing, their arms locked in a struggle. Neither of them actually tried very hard to pin the other until Bill was winning, straddling Dipper while he held the brunet down by the shoulder.

“Any last words, Pines?” He smiled and lifted his fist as if he were going to punch Dipper in the face, but Dipper knew all too well that when Bill did that, it only meant that the blond was about to lightly hold his face in place so that he could kiss him.

A loud gasp made them both look to the side, seeing that Mabel and the Stans were rushing over out of the car from the lot nearby.

“Dipper! Oh my gosh! I knew you not coming home on time meant trouble!” Mabel looked ready to rush Bill, but the blond lazily rolled off of Dipper and seemed indifferent to the Pines’ shocked faces.

“So you came looking for me? I thought I texted you,” Dipper grumbled as he stood up. His family didn’t exactly like that he was dating Bill. They knew that the blond was destructive and had a bad reputation, and it was often that Mabel and Ford told him that he should probably keep his distance.

Stan never seemed to mind, though he looked ready to kill Bill after having just witnessed what looked like the blond trying to beat Dipper to a pulp.

“Of course I came looking, Dipdip! We’ve had to come get you before because of…” Her eyes shifted to Bill and the blond tilted his head, his neutral expression turning into a confused one.

“Because of me?” Bill crossed his arms, looking to Dipper. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Ford.

“Well, yes because of you,” Ford grumbled. “You get Dipper into trouble all the time. He’s a good kid, and you’re more often than not pulling him down with you.”

“Bill isn’t pulling me down,” Dipper snapped. He took a deep breath and rubbed both hands over his face. He had had this fight with them too many times to count. “Look, just- Go home. I’ll be home later, alright? I’m not in any trouble, and it’s fine.”

“But-” Mabel started.

“No, I don’t want to talk to you right now. I want to have my date with Bill.” He turned around and folded his arms in a huff, not moving until his family had gone back to the car and left, knowing that they wouldn’t win the fight.

Once the Stan Mobile could no longer be heard, Dipper finally relaxed and looked to Bill.

The blond’s smile had gone, replaced by a frown. He kept his gaze on the ground and didn’t look at Dipper when the brunet sighed.

“Bill, they’ll come around, they just think-”

“Am I that bad?” Bill finally looked up to Dipper, his eyes glistening with tears that hadn’t yet fallen.

“No, no, Bill, you’re not bad.” Pulling Bill into a hug, Dipper hugged him tightly and rubbed his face against the black hoodie Bill always wore. “They just think that. You’re a good person. You just get…excited sometimes, and society doesn’t always like that. But guess what?” He pulled his face away from Bill’s chest so that he could look him in the eyes.

“What?” Bill finally returned the hug, his smile already slowly coming back thanks to the hug.

“I do. I love it. It’s exciting and fun, and I don’t think I would be as happy with anyone else.” He pulled an arm in between them to tap on his lips. “Want that kiss now?”

Bill’s smile returned in full force, his light blue eyes still sparkling in the sun. “Hell yeah! Can we do it upside down, though? I kind of really actually wanted to do the Spiderman kiss.”

Laughing, Dipper released his hold on Bill and motioned to the tree. “Go ahead then, Spiderman.”

Once Bill was back into place for the kiss, he made grabby hands at Dipper. “Come to me, my Mary Jane.”

The kiss was horribly awkward. Even when tilting their heads they couldn’t exactly makeout properly, but it was okay. Dipper didn’t mind it because he was happy. Happy that he found a place where they would be fine so long as his family stayed out of it until they came to terms with Bill, and happy that he had the blond in his life.

Without him, things just wouldn’t be as fun, and he didn’t ever want to let that go.

More cool aunt Kara AU stuff, this time based on some excellent ideas/headcanons that come courtesy of @thatsjustsupergirl

(Also, these don’t have titles because I hate naming things but if they did, this one would definitely be called ‘A League of Their Own.’ In case anyone was curious.)

“It’s not that I don’t trust him,” Kara explains as she leads Eliza and Jeremiah to the MedLab level of the Watchtower, “it’s just that I don’t feel comfortable leaving these types of decisions solely up to him, you know?”

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._exo masterpost (ii)

initially i planned to scrape everything off because they’re very cringe worthy but i figured keeping them in case some of you would like to read them again couldn’t hurt! ♥ (and now a mobile post in case the original page gets faulty / split into two bc there were errors)

Kim Minseok, Xiumin [term of endearment; darling]

Byun Baekhyun

Zhang Yixing, Lay  [term of endearment; love]

Oh Sehun [term of endearment; buttercup]

Kim Jong Dae, Chen [term of endearment; princess]

Park Chanyeol [term of endearment; –]

Kim Jumyeon, Suho [term of endearment; kitten]

Luhan [term of endearment; mei li, pretty]

Do Kyungsoo, D.O [term of endearment; sweetheart]

Huang Zi Tao [term of endearment; gongzhu, princess]


Setting: Velaris, Post ACOMAF
Summary: This is a Cassian POV. After Hybern he has changed, the arrogance that exuded off of him waned.
Ship: Nessian
Rating: M (there is a nice little piece of unexpected smut)
Word Count: 6k+

For Gia a.k.a. @rhysndtrash Merry Christmas from your YuleMaas Secret Santa. I hope you like it, you can tell by the length that I may have become a little infatuated with this story line. I started with angst and failed, so you got a lot of fluff.

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Hybern had changed us all and we were too stubborn to admit it, even my playful arrogance was gone. It was the first family dinner that Rhys had called since Hybern. It had been three months, since the day he broke us. We were still a family, but it felt wrong having a family dinner without Feyre. We all loved her, we all knew she was a part of our group of dreamers, but none of us realized how much she had engrained herself into our hearts until that day. Until she was gone. She still amazed all of us, she was one hell of a spy.

I could kill Rhys, of all the places to have a family dinner, the house of wind was not ideal. I would find the bones of the masochist who decided to ward against winnowing. Ten thousand steps, ten thousand steps to work through my pain. Prick.

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The Joker x Reader  “Missing in action”

You had to go away for two weeks and everything went downhill. It is all his fault, of course, but when does J ever admit to anything?!

Could be related to this: http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/155242410171/the-joker-x-reader-love-at-first-sight

Your plane landed in Gotham two hours sooner than expected. You don’t want to wait for Frost to pick you up so you are taking a cab. You’ve been away for two weeks and you just can’t wait to get back to the penthouse.


To be honest, you were surprised that morning when you went to the hideout and saw your name on the schedule: “Y/N- New York Mission- 2 weeks.” When you see your name up on the schedule, it means that you leave immediately, turn off your cellphone and no contact with anybody until you’re back. Just in case things go south. 


Not too long and you are going to see him soon. And Jonny too. You finally turn on your cell phone and after a few seconds, it vibrates and goes crazy: 589 texts from J and 200 missed calls. What the hell?! You are very confused and start reading through the messages:

“Where are you, doll?”

“You know I hate it when you don’t answer!!! Text me back NOW!!!”

“Seriously? Are you playing games with me??!!”

“I’m going to throw away all your stuff, I’ll set your bedroom on fire!!!”

“You’re dead to me!!! If I find you I will kill you!!!!”

Jesus, what is going on?

“Kitten, come on, answer…Daddy misses you…”

“I’m not setting your bedroom on fire, ok? Text me back!!!!!!!”

“Crap, Frost told me you went to New York, why was that on the schedule???!!!”

“Oh my God, I’m so bored without you. I didn’t even kill anybody; it’s no fun if you’re not here.”

“Disregard the last text, I’m not that desperate. I don’t care about you.”

“Dammit, I’m horny, when are you coming back?…”

“Frosty tells me you’ll be gone for 2 weeks, WTF?! “

And it went on and on forever, you just have to erase everything, it is just too much to read and keep up with. At this point you have no clue what the heck just happened but you guess you will find out soon.


“Hi boys!” you salute everybody downstairs as you make your way to the elevator.

“Hi, Y/N, you’re back!”

“Thank God!”

“Finally. Hello Y/N!”

“Wasn’t Frost supposed to pick you up? He always does when you come back,” Panda talks as he walks besides you.

“Hey Richard. My plane landed ahead of the schedule, go figure, so I decided to just take a taxi.”

“We are soooo happy you’re back, Mister J went crazy when he found out you were send away for so long. Apparently he forgot to erase the entry from the schedule… He wanted us to come get you but then he changed his mind because he wanted the deal closed anyway.”

“Ummm, why are there bullet holes in the walls?!” you interrupt him, mortified. You really love the place and you don’t like it vandalized.

“Well, Mister J came downstairs and was mad as hell, started shooting at everything and yelled at us to go get his doll back. Frosty calmed him down and the only casualty was Mark with two bullets in his leg. Still recovering.”

“That’s why I didn’t see the Shark,” you answer, feeling kind of sorry for him. “I want everything fixed, nice and as good as new, alright?”

“OK, Y/N.”

You get in the elevator and he stays behind with your suitcase.

“Don’t ever leave for so long, Y/N.”

“Can’t promise anything, Rich,” you wink at him as the doors close.


“Jonny!!!!!” you wildly smile as you go and hug him. “I missed you!”

“Y/N, why didn’t you wait for me?” Frost squeezes you in his arms, happy to see you. Not that he would do that around the other henchmen, it would take away from his…reputation. You two are each other’s only family, cousins from your mother’s side. He is three years older than you and actually consider yourselves more like siblings than cousins.

“Awww, the penthouse looks the same, I missed it,” you sigh as he releases you. “Where’s J?”

Frost doesn’t have time to answer because you notice the Joker backing out of the master bedroom with only a towel around his waist.

“Frosty, go pick her up already!”

He turns and sees you. A huge grin starts to creep up on his face.

“Hiiiiiiii Puddiiiinnn,” you playfully dread the words, excited to see him in such a nice…attire.

“Kitten, you’re here!” his arms spread and he signals you to go to him. “Hop on!”

You run and jump in J’s arms. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist, kissing him all over his face while he purrs. Frost starts to feel uncomfortable.

“Muahhh, I missed you so much,” you giggle, planting another kiss on his pale cheek.

He just takes your left hand, kisses your wrist and then your fingers before placing it around his neck again.

“Baby doll, don’t ever leave again,” he whispers in your ear, then loud:

“Who the hell was the idiot that sent you away for two weeks?!” he suddenly frowns, lifting you higher as you tighten your grip around him even more.

The glare you and Frost give makes him clench his jaw.

“Wait…was it me?”

Is this a trick question? Because none of you want to answer.

“I saw myself on the schedule and I left,” you blur out since he’s waiting for an answer.

“Well, dammit Frosty,” he yells, “how the hell am I supposed to keep an eye on everything?! You are the one that should have noticed the error!”

Of course is always somebody else’s fault. You want to start defending Jonny when he figures it’s just best to open his mouth and say it, even if he didn’t do anything wrong.

“I’m sorry, boss, it won’t happen again.”

“You’d better make sure,” he growls, turning his attention towards you again.

“Pumpkin, why didn’t you answer my texts and my calls?” The Joker pinches your butt and you squirm a bit, laughing, but he won’t put you down.

“Well, J, cells phones off, no contact. Right?” you reply with a grimace when you feel another pinch.

“Dammit, those rules don’t apply to you, Princess,” he shakes his head in disapproval, annoyed.

“Well, baby, how am I supposed to know?!”

You lift your shoulders, exasperated. He’s so difficult sometimes.

He shouts again:

“Frosty, what the hell?! My girl doesn’t need to follow those rules.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” your cousin needlessly takes the blame again. What else can he do at this point?

“Frosty, stop aggravating me,” Mister J threatens and you feel very sorry for Jonny. The things he has to endure from his boss sometimes…and the things you have to put up with too.

You decide to distract him by brushing your lips against his so you can get his attention. It sure worked almost instantly. Victory! A small one, but still…

“Frost,” you address him, “did J behaved while I was gone? Any girls I should be aware of?”

“No, Y/N, none.”

“See? I behaved,” he hisses at you, pleased with his achievement.

 “So you missed me a lot?” you caress his green hair, playing with it.

“A little bit,” he admits, biting your neck, lifting you higher again. From all the movement his towel comes undone and ends up on the floor.

Frost averts his eyes, horrified to see his boss completely naked. This image is going to be imprinted in his brain for a while and not even therapy will get it out anytime soon. You didn’t even feel anything because you have your jeans on; J knows and he just doesn’t give a shit.

“Frosty, leave now, we’re going to be busy for a while, don’t let anyone disturb us, got it?” the Joker commands, heading back to the master bedroom with you still hanging around his waist. You wave at Jonny as J slams the door behind him, cutting you off.

He places you on the desk and backs out a bit and then you notice him naked.

“Oh, wow, baby, this is quite the welcome, I missed those… tattoos,” you gasp, pulling him back against you in a rough kiss.

“Kitten,” he snickers, taking off your t-shirt, ”do you know I’ve been waiting for this since you went missing?”

“I can imagine with you being so possessive and…hot blooded,” you tease, digging your nails in his back. “I have a surprise for you,” you bite your lips before he can protest at what just came out of your mouth. Thank God that with his attention span he is pretty easy to trick. Not all the times, but most of the times. You take his hand and together pull down on your jeans until your left hip is exposed and he finally sees it.

“Princess, I love it!” he gasps, looking at your new tattoo: a smiley mouth biting on a heart that has “Joker” written on top and bottom, colored in neon green, purple and black.

“It still hurts a bit, but…”

You don’t finish the sentence and he is already kissing it.

“Does this hurt?”

You close your eyes, smiling, enjoying the soft touch. He kisses the skin again.

“What about now?”

“No, it doesn’t,” you moan, feeling his tongue all over the design.

You tilt your head backwards, lightly panting and wanting more when you remember:

“Wanna see something cool?” you seductively ask, liking your lips.

“I already am,” he gulps with a wild spark in his eyes, taking your jeans off.  Now you are only in your bra and panties. You chuckle and reach for the desk lamp, turning it off.

The Joker inhales deeply, amazed to see your tattoo glowing in the dark.

“It looks even better, Princess! Daddy loves it. Now let me show you how much.”

He takes you in his arms and carries you to the bed, laughing in your ear:

“We’ll never need the light on again.”

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"Stranded" - Kurt/Blaine

sourirekid prompted: “Drabble? CollegeAU where one is sexiled and the other is drunk and stumbles upon them?”


~1300 words | AO3

Blaine sits on the floor in the hall outside his dorm room, and he fumes.

Music’s blaring from the other side of the door. There’s a black mesh fingerless glove – Tina’s, of course – wrapped hastily around the doorknob, and Sam’s dark blue t-shirt lays abandoned a little farther down the hallway. Blaine glares at the shirt as if it, alone, is responsible for this fuckery, as if its sole task for the night was to stay on Sam’s body and it just couldn’t do it.

You had one job, Blaine thinks.

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Crush~ Stuart Twombly X Reader

Warnings: Don’t think there’s any

A/N this turned out way different than expected…  *he looks so adorable here*

Summary: Stuart has a huge crush on you and it starts to get a little weird

some lines from the original imagine were used. 

*this imagine was inspired by @cafi-i* (please don’t be angry with me!)

Italics- Original sentences

Originally posted by balthaz4r

Week 1…

“Your next challenge is to create an app, the app with the most downloads wins the challenge, good luck!’ The voice of Mr.Chetty rang through the air as he gave away the next challenge.

teams were racing to find any piece of technology they could get their hands on, well..it looks like everyone else isn’t totally screwed.

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Skin Begging to be Kissed by a Little More Than the Sun

Pairing: Tyler Coe/Reader
Warnings: they do the do
W/C: 2411
Summary: When your friends bail on your birthday celebration, you make the most of your night by chatting up the gorgeous bartender with the stunning smile. 
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @chefgeofframsay!! This is all your fucking fault. I am TCoe trash now and I can’t even hate you for it. Title from Blake Shelton’s Sangria, which loosely inspired this tbh. (also I rushed this a bit so I could post it before I had to work please forgive any missed editing errors)(also also this is literally only the 2nd time I’ve posted smut and I actually deleted the first one cause I hated it so much so I’m sorry if it isn’t that good)

>> I’m sorry dude I totally spaced and I told my ma I could babysit. At least you have the others!

>> Hey, so I know your birthday is tonight and we had plans but I’m totally not feeling out to going out to the bar I hope you have fun with everyone else!

>> Uhh, you know my ex? The one that got away ex? He’s in town. And I’m going to try to see him. Happy Birthday though!!

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Cloud Strife and Mental Illness

I see a lot of people on my dash talking about Cloud Strife’s obvious dealings with post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). I think that’s pretty cool that we’re talking about this freely, because obviously, mental illness is an important thing to talk about. I also think that discussing mental illness within fandom is awesome for various reasons.

I do, however, feel like most of the discussion I see lacks something.

(Now, please understand, I am not an expert. I don’t have a degree or any real experience beyond what I have seen in my own life. So please take what I have to say with a grain or two of salt.)

Almost all of the serious discussion I’ve seen is about PTSD and only PTSD. PTSD is probably the most easily recognized mental illness that Cloud has, but I don’t think it’s the only one he has.

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Childhood Crush pt. 4 || Jack Gilinsky


A/N: Many, many thanks to everyone who has supported and loved Childhood Crush. For now, I think it’s complete. That being said, I will definitely continue to write little things between this Y/N and Jack. I apologize in advance for the grammatical errors in this part. It was written on my iPad and I am soon leaving for vacation. I will try and update/write as often as I can. I love you all!!


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It’s been one year since I first experienced One Direction

Today marks one year since I first got dragged to a bloody One Direction concert and I wanted to say a few bits, I don’t know what, really, but I had to.

I was looking through my old whatsapps conversations earlier that I’d had with my friend who took me. I was looking for a specific conversation about Harry (more about that later) but I found SO MUCH that I want to show all of you (below the cut, but I have a bit more to say first)

I’ll probably do another gushy post when I hit my Tumblr anniversary but thank you so much to all of you for making this fandom bearable. I first kept up to date on things on Twitter and when I joined Tumblr, I was a self-proclaimed “Larry fence sitter”. I followed a big load of Larrie blogs (some of which I suppose I still follow) and despite saying I wasn’t going to be a Larry blog and saying I was gonna mix it up a bit, get rid of some of the Larries and pull back from the whole Larry thing for a while, it never really happened. Just as, when I started to become interested in the band, I said I would take a break from bingeing on them and I never did go a day without living and breathing these four boys. 

Anyway, it didn’t take me long at all to fall of that fence. I got far more than I bargained for when I looked into this little conspiracy and thought the larries were a bit loopy at times and completely misread the situation and the larries. There were a lot of comments by me I passed by in my whatsapp scrolling that made me cringe. It wasn’t easy to see how sceptical I used to be.

(what follows is an essay. With subheadings and everything, so you can even skip whole sections if you want)

(This whole post is entirely UNNECESSARY but I had to get it all out for me)

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