oh the things i see on tumblr

anonymous asked:

I'm seriously very curious about this, sexy pirate Frisk thing you posted. I really wanna know what it is. I'm dying to know the answer and maybe even see the picture... if there is one.

Oh it was in the last AFAC/Drunk Chara update. It’s Drunk Chara’s Frisk. And he’s dressed as a pirate. With his shirt unbuttoned. And a dramatic, sexy entrance.

http://ask-drunk-chara.tumblr.com/post/163392479889/askfriskandcompany-if-you-like-frisks-heroic

Let's Play: Minecraft – Episode 249
  • *Jeremy kisses Gavin for luck*
  • Gavin: I really didn't expect that. That's like the first pretend gay thing you've ever done to me.
  • Jeremy: It's true, probably in my life.
  • Gavin: Now we're gonna be written about on tumbloid.
  • Ryan: Do you think you're not now?
  • Gavin: Me and Jeremy? I haven't checked Tumblr in three years.
  • Jeremy: I can guarantee we've fucked on Tumblr.
  • Gavin: And I bet I'm receiving.
  • Jeremy: Oh yeah, there's no doubt about that.
  • Ryan: I can guarantee that it's gone both ways.
  • Michael: Ryan knows because he wrote it.
  • Geoff: I definitely see Gavin taking it from Jeremy. And I think Jeremy would be hard and fast.
  • Jack: The question is, who do you see Gavin giving it to?
  • *silence*
  • Jack: That was the correct answer.

oh god im thinking about the avatar universe again and like…

the only way i could see even republic city becoming a thing is if the gaang got really drunk one night in their early twenties, and someone just suddenly blurted “WE SHOULD MAKE A CITY” ala 2013 “what if tumblr had a school/island?” style.

then you’ve got toph calling dibs on being the cop, cus sure yeah they only need one cop right? cool. Sokka wants to be Supreme King Emperor in Charge but Sukki barters him down to councilman. Zuko’s just passed out in a fucking corner, man. he already has an entire disaster nation to run so he doesnt really give a shit. “oh! oh! oH! Im gunna make an ISLAND for AIRBENDERS!” Aang declares, then promptly throws up. nobody has the heart to mention he is quite literally the only air bender left

just let the kid have his damn island 

You told me, I see you rise

But, it always falls

I see you come, I see you go.

You say, “All things pass into the night”

And I say, “Oh no sir I must say you’re wrongI must disagree, oh no sir, I must say you’re wrong”

Won’t you listen to me

You told me, I’ve seen it all before

Been there, I’ve seen my hopes and dreams

Lying on the ground

I’ve seen the sky just begin to fall

And you say, “All things pass into the night.”


-goodbye horses, q lazzarus 

WHAT THE FUCK

I don’t know if I should be laughing or crying right now.

I live in Paris, France, and THERE ARE NO NO-GO ZONES that non-muslims avoid.

And how do you even define this zones? I mean… Le Marais? Really? It’s known as the homosexual area… x)
Moreover, entire cities? Just be sensible.

It’s fucking annoying bc some people really believe in this shit. It helps far-right, frightens tourists and hurts muslims.

Oh, and by the way… “Paris riots” ? Such thing doesn’t exist. We demonstrate all the time, sometimes it’s violent sometimes not, it’s called being French you ignorant asshole

Please reblog this, I don’t want people to see France that way

Okay but I’m so angry at everyone who spread and continues to spread that “the ace community is super extra white” shit.

Like at first I was like “okay I’m just pissed at white people doing it, PoC need to be able to talk about the racism they experience in pretty much whatever way feels right to them”. But people have not just vented about racism and called it out in this way, they have over and over used this “aces/aros are so white” argument to try and discredit “ace tumblr”, they have erased me and others like me from my own community, they have erased the work that many PoC have put into the community.

White people in “the discourse” have over and over acted like their own white privilege pales compared to that of “the ace community” and they have largely gotten away with it. People have used a god damn AVEN survey and acted like a census from a racist site many PoC left early on accurately represents us, while ignoring more inconvenient data from that same survey (like only 22% respondents having been heteroromantic). People have told me curtly to shut up, that I’m tokenizing myself by having opinions they don’t like, and they have literally tried to remove my PoC card despite me making it very easy for people to find it on my blog and in my posts that I’m not white.

“Discoursers” have sexualized aces and dehumanized aros and don’t see that it’s racist. “Discoursers” have said people on the other side of the debate have never experienced “real oppression”, often coupling it with the “most aces are white+cis+het” claim, and don’t understand that it’s among other things racist. White “discoursers” talk about how super extra white and racist “the ace community” is and don’t understand that they have left their lane far behind and that it’s racist, and an expression of them distancing themselves from their own white privilege.

“The discourse” thrives on this, on painting “the ace community” as the most white, the most privileged, because it means our opinions are ignorant and worthless essentially by default. Saying “ace tumblr is the most white and racist” as an “argument” in “the discourse” is convenient, and is one thing that makes it so much easier to dismiss anything we say out of hand and mock us relentlessly, and if the price is making PoC who are part of “ace tumblr” feel like shit or even exposing us to more racism, oh well, we’re just tokens, we’re barely even there, we don’t matter.

Every time I see this “the ace community is so white (and that’s why ‘the discourse’ is right)” bullshit I get furious and I have not felt this erased as a PoC in the ace community since I left AVEN.

when I get anxious I basically need to doodle very cute things

(As always, you can find all my fic recs in my FIC REC MASTERPOST)

(This week fic rec is an obvious example of “when I’m sad, I read famous/not famous AU. Bear with me)

 -  Here In The Afterglow , by @fondleeds  :  “If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.  Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.” -1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

Larry Historical and High School AU (88k):  amazing fic, very accurate in terms of History, well written with great characterization. LGBTQ themes and coming out, bottom Louis for the smut. And now I want to come back to SF.

- Then We Talk Slow , by @letsjustsee : (…) A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

Larry famous/not famous AU (20k) : okay let’s be real, I’m in love with this fic. I mean, all my fav tropes are here : famous/not famous, Twitter interaction, Tumblr fandom at their best, so much flirting, EVEN STEVE AOKI IS THERE. REad this now. Just do it. (bottom Louis for the smut)

- Reduce Me To A Pleading Cry (Break The Skin and Tantalize) , by @taggiecb : As the CEO of Styles & Styles, Harry Styles cuts a brooding and handsome figure at the helm of a very successful business. His reputation for intensity is well known, but you would be intense, too, if you had to work numbers all day, give countless orders, and conduct endless meetings. When all you really want to do at night–ache to do–is give away the reins, let someone else make the decisions, be ordered around for once, just–let go. Harry has reached his breaking point when one touch from a man whose very stance commands attention leads him back to a place he thought he’d never return. Or Harry is a broody submissive boss, Louis is a natural dom who works in the mail room at Styles & Styles, Niall is a matchmaking oracle, and a slender, dark haired man stands mute at the coffee stand encouraging others to spill their secrets.

Larry BDSM and Boss/employee AU (33k) : Hooolllyyyy god. I’m not even usually in sub/dom fics. But this is something else, REALLY. Sub!Harry and Dom!Louis, awesome smut, and really great explanations about BDSM rules.

- All the Lines We Cast Will Bring Us Home  , by @afirethatcannotdie :  Harry wakes to a series of tweet notifications.  @Louis_Tomlinson: Sooo excited to announce I’m going on tour !! In America in 5 weeks and then coming back to the UK ! Get tix here: bit.ly/LTonTour    @Louis_Tomlinson: Gonna be siiiick !! “Niall!” he yells, running out of his room. “Louis is performing at the O2 in January. Niall, I have to go. Wait. Niall. Oh my god, we’re gonna see Louis Tomlinson’s bum.”  AU. The one where Louis is a famous singer, Harry’s a uni student obsessed with his music, and sometimes things have a way of working out.

Larry famous/.not famous AU (10k), cute and fluffy, with Tumblr / Twitter themes. No smut.

- Carried Away Like Butterflies , by anonymous : “Actually…” Liam said, scratching his chin absently. “I have a friend who is moving to London soon.”
“Without anywhere to live? Who is it? Do I want them living in my home?!”
“You met him at my birthday party. Harry, from Cheshire. Remember? Really tight jeans, curly hair down to here?” Realisation dawned on Louis, staring at Liam who was gesturing round about his nipples. Did he remember Harry? Did he remember Harry? He remembered Harry’s square front teeth biting into his collarbone, and he remembered Harry moaning, loud and obscene with no provocation. He remembered Harry dropping to his knees at the edge of the bed and roughly pulling Louis closer. He remembered, vividly, Harry’s lovely plump lips wrapping around his- “Lou?” “Uh- what?” Louis said, startled. “Oh, yeah. Um, I think I remember him.” -  It was probably a huge mistake for Louis to let his former One Night Stand move into his spare room, especially when said One Night Stand doesn’t seem to remember him.

Larry Roomates AU (17k) : ahaha I love the plot so much !! so this is very funnt, with a lot of pining, so good smut (bottom Louis) and nicely done !

- What do you mean he’s coming? , by @mediawhorefics : When Harry accepted to be his sister’s Maid of Honour, despite how non-traditional of a choice he was, he didn’t think writing a speech for the wedding reception would be this hard. Now, not only does he have less than two weeks left to find something moving and inspirational to say, but Gemma just confided in him that her old childhood best friend is going to be in attendance. The one who moved to LA and they haven’t seen in fifteen years because he was too busy becoming an Academy Awards winner. But hey, no pressure. It’s just Louis Fucking Tomlinson. Harry is screwed.

Larry famous not famous and ex friends to lovers AU (15k) : so actor Louis and photographer Harry, a “long time no see” story, perfect for when you’re sad :) (no smut)

- Stars and Boulevards , by @cherrystreet : They’d been friends for years, had known each other throughout middle school and into high school, meeting in a music class on a sticky September morning. They hit it off instantly, falling into one another immediately, never looking back. Their friendship was comfortable, genuine, safe, always there, achingly present and solid. Harry never felt uneasy confiding in Louis, their one year age gap making Louis somehow seem more worldly, more experienced, and even when Harry had to look down at Louis, he still looked up to him. They spent the quickly passing school years making each other’s homes their own, Harry’s mom calling Louis her honorary second son, Louis’ mom giving Harry a similar title, and everyone knew that if you wanted to find Harry, you had to find Louis first. 

Larry Uni and coming back together AU (6k): well written, with a BFF to lovers relationship is reaching the break-up point because … life and long distance. nicely done, with happy end, and barely smutty (bottom Louis)

- Like Candy In My Veins , by @littlelouishiccups :  “Um…” Harry said slowly after a moment. “Okay. That’s… this is… Let me get this straight.” He lifted up a hand and swallowed. “You told your family that you have a boyfriend… and my name was the first one you thought of?”  “Harry Potter was on TV, alright? It wasn’t that much of a stretch.” Louis pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t believe he was explaining himself to Harry fucking Styles. He couldn’t believe he was stooping this low. “Forget it. I’m sorry I even thought about bringing you into this.”   Harry snorted. “What? Did you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend or something?”

Larry a/b/o and fake relationship AU (30k), add some hate to love, some amazing sisters, great smut (bottom Louis) and you’ll get an unconventional Christmas fic :p

Bucket List#1-Victoria’s Secret Dressing Room

Summary: Bucky and you have been dating for a while now and one day he comes across a notebook of yours with locations you’d like to have sex at. You both decide to fulfill this bucket list with over 100 places. 

Oh, and also, everyone who has a metal arm kink for Bucky should totally watch this video. I found it on tumblr a while ago but I don’t remember the user who posted it. Credits to her/him/them!!!!!!!!! 

Warnings: public ish place sex (it’s in a dressing room)

Originally posted by fandomnationwhore


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THE SIX STAGES OF FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMETHING BECAUSE YOU SAW IT ON TUMBLR

Stage One: “I notice other people blogging about it, but DGAF.”  

Originally posted by welcometoyouredoom

Stage Two: “Oh, that’s cute.  Don’t know who they are, but I’m rooting for them.”

Originally posted by trenchcoatsanddestiel

Stage Three: “I’ve seen this on my dashboard so many times that I already know all the plot twists.”

Originally posted by wattpad

Stage Four: “I guess I’ll start watching That Thing I saw all over Tumblr.”

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Stage Five: “I lowkey like this.  I feel like I can probably keep my distance and be a normal fan for once.”  

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Stage Six: “NOPE. It’s a lie.  I’m obsessed, and it’s all Tumblr’s fault.  See y’all next year when I finally come up for air.” 

Originally posted by the-spark-and-the-wolf

BONUS: 

Stage Seven: “I have some complicated feelings for Tumblr for introducing me to The Thing.”

anonymous asked:

Do you have any Faberry or Bechloe fic recs? You write amazing fanfiction, so I imagine you probably also have good taste in them :D

aw thank you so much! as luck would have it… I do have fic recs for both of those ships! And, well, of course I think of myself as having good taste in fics ;)

I have made a few faberry fic recs in the past, and unfortunately, I haven’t found many more fics with them since then? Granted, I haven’t been as much in a faberry-heavy mood for a few months, so… yeah the fic rec lists are the same. You can find them  here and here.

As for bechloe… okay, well the majority of my favorite Bechloe fics are shorter stories/oneshots (which i believe is the majority of stories i’ve really seen) but granted, I haven’t gone through this entire fandom and scoured for fics like i have for faberry. 

Okay, so without farther adieu:

Bechloe Fic Recs

By Redlance

Experimentation - So, about that one little regret… (aka canon divergent from the second movie and Chloe’s tent confession also known as the slowest burn to ever burn)

this is like the classic quintessential bechloe fic, let’s be real. i’m sure you’ve already read it, but… the hands down best bechloe fic i’ve ever seen.

Exception - Chloe is Beca’s exception to most of the rules she’s set herself in life. Which isn’t anywhere near as difficult for Beca to accept as it should be.

Sure Would Be Prettier - There’s an entire world out there for Beca to see, and she does. It’s filled with beauty and music and wonder, and it’s all pretty breath-taking. But there’s always something missing.

By wherehopelies -

You Still Make Sense to Me (Your Mess Is Mine) - “Chloe fills up all of the spaces inside her that she didn’t even know existed until Chloe was there.“orrrrr the one where it takes a fake-engagement and being domestic as hell for these two idiots to realize they’re in love. Set two years after PP2 and mostly canon compliant. Title taken from Vance Joy’s "Mess is Mine”

By Care -

The Sexual Implications of Teleportation - The first time is a complete freak accident.

eliminate the distance between us - Senior year isn’t really going the way Beca thought it would.A Pitch Perfect 2 AU.

You Know Her Breath Will Catch And How Her Fingers Curl - If someone had asked Beca at the end of her freshman year whose idea it would be to do a Bellas reunion tour, she would have sworn up and down that it would be Aubrey’s.

By gilligankane -

reality is a sliding door - There is a theory: every person has a moment in their life where they make a choice to go left or right. From those possibilities, two parallel lines form, running alongside each other; two concurrent realities. Parallel lines never cross; they run forever next to each other without ever meeting.In one world, Beca Mitchell joins the Barden Bellas.In another world, she wasn’t supposed to.In every world, Beca Mitchell underestimates Chloe Beale.

when gravity’s pulling (you’re still holding my heart) - Beca isn’t sure how she got here.Well, she knows how she got here, in this house, with these girls. She knows all about the real estate process too. But she isn’t sure how she got here: Laying on her bed with her laptop in her lap and her legs bent at the knee, feet flat so Chloe can paint her toenails while she goes over the Bellas history with Legacy and answer every question about the Beca-and-Chloe (fake) dating thing.It’s this part of her life she isn’t so sure about.

Song Beneath the Song - Chloe has always followed the music, because music has given her the best, most important things in her life.  It’s never led her astray. Sometimes, though, she wishes it’d give her a little bit of warning about the roller coaster she’s in for.

By sexonastick -

The Party’s Crashing Us - Beca has never been big into high school activities, but sometimes desperate people do desperate things. Like show up for marching band and get stalked by the creepy redheaded cheerleader who won’t leave you alone.

Bulletproof Use of Bullet Points - Nobody values friendship more than Aubrey Posen. (Even her best friend, Chloe, can really only be said to consider friendship equally as important as Aubrey does.) The point is: it matters.But Beca Mitchell might just be the most annoying person at Barden University. (Important note: she most definitely is.) Tolerating smug shitheads for the sake of someone else is surely the True Meaning of friendship.

By eliseboobman -

One touch and I was a believer (every kiss it gets a little sweeter) - “I wonder how many there are.” Chloe says, pointing up with her finger. She starts to count, moving her finger every time she does, and Beca smiles as she watches her. It’s impossible to count every star in the sky, but obviously Chloe tries. It’s such a Chloe thing to do.

You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece - Beca is in love with Chloe. Chloe is in love with Stacie. Stacie is in love with Aubrey. Everything is messed up. (The unrequited love AU that nobody asked for.)

By obstinate_questionings -

This World Is Gonna Burn (Baby You Should Stick Around) - Beca really should have let Chloe know how much she hated ghost stories.[Halloween fic.]

By shitqueen -

Silhouettes -  It’s quite worrisome, how happy-go-lucky, doesn’t know the meaning of boundaries, across-neighbour Chloe Beale doesn’t bother her.  She doesn’t dwell on it though, she just continues on with life and focuses on what’s in front of her. Like, giving Jesse his Chinese food and pushing his legs off her sofa.(or: beca thinks everything is perfect, then chloe moves in across from her. being domestic as hell and secretly in love with each other for two years  come after.)

oh the habits of my heart - Listen, Beca’s not gay.She’s, like, only mildly attracted to German blondes. And, like, half-ish attracted to weirdo redheads with no knowledge on boundaries and how to respect them. So, yeah. Beca’s not gay.

By novel_concept26 -

Storytellers and Legends - Dr. Mitchell has the habit of kicking off his classes with personal stories: stories about a girl so outrageous, she couldn’t possibly be real. At least, that’s what Chloe always told herself. 

(Accidentally) Taking Aim - For Kay’s prompt: “At Barden, the acapella groups are naturally drawn to understanding the world through music. It’s the language they speak, from toners to aca-children, but most of all in the harmonies they make with their mouths. So is it really any wonder that Chloe is falling so hard when Beca is wooing her with her music, even if it’s completely by accident?”

Secrecy - Chloe and Aubrey are best friends; always have been, always will be. Which is what makes this whole thing so weird. Because, see, best friends don’t keep secrets from each other. Most of the time.

Some Kind of Home - Home is where the heart is; Chloe is just better at following hers than most people. Not that Beca gets that at all.

By reliquiaen -

I Am Not Worthy (Not Worthy of This) - Prompt: “I found your tumblr but you don’t know and urg now you’re posting about your crush on this cute person oh wait is that me.”  Got waaaay out of hand.

Jesse’s Girl - “It’s an inner monologue of curses and other assorted expletives coupled with self-derogatory slurs that’s been skipping scratchily through her head for the past ten minutes.” - AU

By lismicro -

this love ain’t enough to leave you - On a one-way trip to Los Angeles, aspiring DJ Beca Mitchell doesn’t expect her world to change. Enter Chloe Beale, photographer and journalist, who doesn’t know how to make hers stand still.

By mooosicaldreamz -

mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel (we got the gift of melody) - Beca is an up and coming producer, Chloe Beale is pop’s newest princess. This is the story of how they fall in love.

By echo_wolf -

Something You Want, Something You Need - Beca Mitchell’s not really sure how, but a copper-haired Cocker Spaniel (who walked into her bathroom while she was singing in the shower) managed to change her life and give her Chloe Beale.  Or the story of how DJ-just-moved-in-down-the-hall Beca and  travelling-private-music-instructor Chloe succeed to be disgustingly domestic with a dog and 5000 miles distance.

By galpalkru -

Don’t You (Forget About Me) - If you drunkenly sleep with your best friend, you’re both just supposed to pretend that you don’t remember, right? Even if you know that she knows that you know that she knows. Yeah.Or the one where Beca and Chloe sleep together and refuse to be the first to admit that they both remember everything.

By lamachine -

embrace the weirdness -  She was working for a sex line. Chloe was a phone sex operator.  Okay. That one, Beca needed time to process.

By theamberissubtle -

Aca-awkward - Chloe gets caught sexting in class by a lecturer who also happens to be the unsuspecting father of her girlfriend.

By chloebeale -

All Apologies - Beca can’t believe it when her gorgeous redheaded neighbor shows up on her doorstep. When she starts crying, admitting that she’s run over what she thinks is Beca’s cat, she doesn’t have the heart to tell her that the feline belongs to the old man next door. And when Chloe locks her keys in her car, she can’t help but invite her in. But even Beca doesn’t expect what happens next.

OH MY GOD I COULD KEEP GOING WHY DO I READ SO MUCH FANFIC
I’ll stop there for now… I hope you enjoy!

aiyukilove7  asked:

Tumblr discourse is as problematic as the things it wants to police. There is no such thing as a person being 100% pure. People do "problematic" things sometimes, but that doesn't mean they can't learn from it. There is always alternate and different interpretations to issues. Nothing is black and white.

Tumblr can best be described by a post I saw once:

“Oh, boy, what complex adult issues are the middle-school kids going to lecture me about today?”

This place is a hellsite for actual discussion of legitimate serious topics and seeing things beyond a wider scope than “my view is correct.” Half the posts about a very complex issue with several viewpoints are addressed like, “Remember to always (insert behavior) or you’re just as bad as (insert name of badly-behaving group) okay? uwu” 

Imagine having a debate with someone who actually spoke in a way in which you could hear the uwu emoticon in their voice. That is painful.

The internet gives everyone a voice and a platform, and people who are undereducated about real issues, refuse to see all the sides of things, are incapable of being objective, and are just woefully immature can still be seen as having more of an authority to their voice than far more qualified people, because they write well enough to trick thousands into believing they’re older than they are or more educated than the average person. And there’s no transparency to get a sense of who the person is or how young they are on Tumblr, because even the most inexperienced 14-year-old can pose as a 22-year-old college student studying political science and social mechanics.

TL;DR: Tumblr was a mistake. Its replacement needs to come soon.

Imagine meeting Chris at an airport.

A/N: My loves, I may have another series on my hands. (Chapter One: Unexpected Reader) A series involving the first series, which will make much more sense later. I don’t know if this will be a hit or a total miss, but a girl’s gotta try it out. (I feel like us fan fic writers will appreciate this love story.) Anyhoo, enjoy! ❤️

Your fingers absentmindedly thrummed the tabletop as you murmured the last line you just wrote to yourself. “Across the room, Chris watched you intently with a small smile on his lips. He thought of approaching you, but wondered if you were the kind of girl that would appreciate or reject his boldness.” You chewed the inside of your cheek, your finger hovering over the backspace key on your MacBook. It seemed like yet another cliché, and though clichés were what you and your hopeless romantics readers loved- you wanted to expand yourself. You huffed and pressed the delete key, allowing your words to get chewed up by the blinking bar.

“Now what was wrong with that?” You flinched and tensed when you heard an oddly familiar male voice come from over your shoulder; he was so close to you that you would feel the warmth of his minty breath on your cheek. “Clichés are great.” He winced as he pulled back, knowing he’d gotten a little too close. “I mean- there’s a reason they’re overused, right?”

Now usually, you weren’t the kind of person who would snap at a stranger in an airport; you were too worried about the repercussions to do that. Usually, you’d just send a death defying glare their way and let your eyes do the talking; you’d been told you had a very intimidating face, which you no doubt got from your mom. But this was different, this was a stranger reading your writing without permission. You’d always been incredibly protective and defensive when it came to your writing and people peering at your screens- be it laptop, iPad, or iPhone. It was your biggest pet peeve; you hated having people stand behind you while you were on any of those said devices. It wasn’t like you had something to hide, you just didn’t like your privacy being invaded.

“Thanks for the input I didn’t ask for.” You bit as you abruptly closed the screen of your MacBook; you heard him chuckle softly. “Do you want to know what I think?” You quizzed rhetorically as you turned to shoot the nosy stranger your famous glare. “I think you should mind-” You cut yourself off when you saw who it was. “Oh my God,” you breathed, “you’re Chris Evans.”

Yes, Chris Evans. Christopher Robert Evans as in the talented actor and director; Captain America himself; the brown haired, blue eyed, Bostonian angel; the man you could only dream of marrying one day; and the one who accompanied your protagonist in all her life endeavors. Chris Evans was actually in front of you, and talking to you, and breathing the same air as you, and all you’d said to him so far was “thanks for the input I didn’t ask for” as well as “I think you should mind your own damn business.” Even though you didn’t get to finish your latter, it was still not the way you’d imagined your first meeting with your celebrity crush to go.

“Yes I am,” he walked to sit in the chair opposite you, “but don’t let that stop you.”

Chris was trying not to show too much amusement, but he couldn’t help his smile. You were exactly the kind of girl he liked- sassy, but clearly sweeter than honey. He’d seen you earlier, when you were both checking in. You were talking to the little boy in front of you; he was wearing glasses too big for his face, but between you and young Jasper- Chris found you cuter. He then spotted you again in the departure hall, talking to an airport security dog while its officer was searching someone else’s bag. He was about to approach you when the officer took the dog away and you’d walked off, pouting. He thought that was it, that he wouldn’t have the chance to talk to you again- you may have been on the same flight but you were sitting in different classes- but then, he came across you sitting in Starbucks. He spotted you in the window and decided it was time he got to actually meeting you, rather than admiring you from afar. So far, his decision to approach you had been one of his best.

“You think I should mind…” He trailed off, his beautiful blue eyes urging you to continue.

“Your own damn business,” you mumbled sheepishly as you cussed yourself out. It wasn’t until he laughed that you felt a little better, guessed he was as nice as everyone said he was. “I am so sorry. I’m not usually that rude, I just-” you swallowed when you saw his intent gaze on you. “I don’t like it when people look at my screen. I’m very protective of my writing and I don’t-”

“Don’t even worry about it,” he cut you off with one of his typical, heart thumping Chris Evans smile. “I’m not usually that nosy. It’s just that I heard you mumble my name and you were watching your screen so intently that I got curious as to what had your attention. Fan fiction is an interesting thing,” he commented with a soft chuckle.

“Oh God,” you blushed deeply. “It’s not- um- I don’t- you see-” you rambled and he laughed, placing a comforting hand over yours to soothe you. “I’m Y/N and I’m studying to be a screenwriter. I write fan fiction on Tumblr to put my work out there and get real people reviews,” you explained in a frazzled tone. “I’m so sorry, I don’t mean any disrespect.”

“Oh, I know. You don’t have to apologize,” he smiled again and your heart fluttered again. “I think writing about someone is the greatest form of flattery. So relax,” he gave your hand a quick pat then pulled away, “I’m very flattered.”

“No you’re not,” you breathed in disbelief.

“Yes I am,” he chuckled. “It’s interesting to see how others see me, even if my fans may be a little biased.” He winked at you with a click of his tongue and you thought you’d swoon right there and then. “It’s nice to know people think I’d make a good boyfriend, and husband, and father. It’s actually very reassuring,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I was starting to think I was the problem in my failed relationships.”

“You’re not serious,” you laughed and he smiled, appreciating how lovely you and your laughter was. “You’re like the perfect man. There is no way you were the problem in any of your failed relationships,” you said and suffered immediate regret, realizing you’d offended his exes. “Of course- I don’t mean any disrespect to anyone you’ve dated.” He laughed again, noting how cute you were when you panicked. “Jenny’s awesome, I loved her in Parks and Rec-”

“Hey,” he said and you stopped, holding your breath for some reason. “Breathe, Y/N.” He instructed and you did as he said. “I’m not going to bite your head off for speaking your piece. I know you don’t mean any harm with anything you say, so just- calm down, okay?” You nodded and he smiled. “I like hearing what you have to say, it’s very refreshing.”

“That’s very sweet of you to say,” you blushed again. “You know- I’ve only ever been called refreshing in my own stories.” You joked then laughed when he did. “Looks like someone is living up to that level of perfection us fan girls have created.”

“Oh, stop it.” He chuckled and waved his hand, feeling heat rise to his own cheeks. “Fan fic Chris might be perfect, but I don’t think I am.” He joked and you chuckled. “I mean- Fan fic Chris wouldn’t have read over your shoulder like that, he’d buy you a coffee first then politely ask what you were working on.”

“Hey, no one’s stopping you from doing that now.” You heard yourself flirt and you wanted to slap yourself in the face. What were you doing? This was Chris freaking Evans! He’d dated huge names, names that you couldn’t beat even in your best day. You needed to quit while you were ahead, you needed to just ask for a photo then leave him alone. You knew all that, yet the next words left your lips anyway, “I’m all for do-overs.”

“Aren’t I lucky?” He grinned which made you smile. “I’ll be right back then. You’re a…” He pointed at you as he rose to his feet, his tone and facials showed that he was trying to guess your drink so you didn’t offer any help. “Vanilla latte, kinda girl?” He quizzed and you felt your lips part in awe; how he guessed that was beyond both of you.

“Not bad, Mr. Evans.”

“Thank you,” he smiled, doing a small bow. “And call me Chris, ‘cause Mr. Evans is my dad and I’m not that old.” He joked and you nodded, chuckling. “Okay then, I’ll be right back. Oh-” he stopped and turned back, “just to make sure you don’t run off. Hold my phone, will you?”

“You want me to hold your phone for you?” You frowned when he nodded, smiling. “You do realize we just met, right?” He nodded. “And I’m a fan, like- a huge fan?” He nodded again. “Aren’t you worried I’ll go through your photos, or steal Sebastian Stan’s phone number?”

“Not really,” he shook his head. “I mean- I’ve got nothing to hide, and you don’t look like the kind of girl who would do that kind of thing anyway.” You bit back your smile; that was true. “As for stealing Seb’s number, well- I think he’d be lucky to have you in his life.”

“Okay, now that sounds like a line Fan fic Chris would say,” you teased him and he laughed. “Exactly how much fan fic do you read, Chris Evans?” You asked with a smug smirk, which turned into more of a shy smile when he winked. “Do you have a secret Tumblr account to keep track on all the writing we do about you?”

“I’m going to plead the fifth to that question.” He started towards the counter, glancing back at a giggling you as he did. “Don’t go anywhere, okay?” You nodded and he smiled as he told you, “I want to hear more about you and your writing.”

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Part 2

anonymous asked:

Ok um wow I thought you were a generally nice person, but seeing your response to the previous anon was really rude Maybe that anon was just innocently asking, or maybe they knew you from the comic dubs and decided to make their own tumblr and follow you. Either way, you didn't have to be that rude. Oh and by the way? The other chara looks like a fucking 13 year old drew it. Unfollowing this bullshit

*calls me rude
*Then insults me and the other artist I’m working with on the crossover

See here is the thing, that ask has been done many, MANY times. and I have a limit to my patience. Like when you get hundred of asks asking the same thing over and over, of course you get tired at some point, especially when you put on the blog’s description who made the blog and everything so the people visiting it read it before they ask.
But oh well, I don’t need followers like you, who show their hypocrisy by calling me rude when I didn’t even insult the anon on the first place BUT you do it. Yeah, nice one there, I don’t need people like you here, take care

“i cant believe you like that problematic character and sometimes sympathize with aspects of them and don’t only talk about how they are shitty and problematic all of the time and dont preface every post you make about them with the fact that they are problematic and you are very sorry for liking them”, the tumblr user says, while inevitably doing the exact same thing with a completely different problematic character that they somehow feel is justified to like.  

Archeology in a hundred years

What do you guys think Archeology will be like in a hundred or a thousand years? I personally like to think that archeologists don’t only just dig holes in the ground to find things from ancient times but also “dig” in the depths of the internet to find posts, memes, pictures, fanarts, etc. from the past. But what will they think if they see those memes and all our tumblr posts and our fanarts and fanfiction? Will they, when they see a smutty fanart of a gay pairing, be like the archeologists today and say: „Oh no these guys in this drawing are definitly not gay! They are totally not having sex. It’s a drawing of two bros having a platonic hug to show their fondness of each other… naked… cuz that’s what people did in the early 21. century… #nohomo!“ and what will theythink of all these memes? Will they think they had some kind of religious meaning? And will they believe that all these fanfictions are old documents of things that actually happened? Will they think that doitsuism was an actual Religion, and that Brendon Urie was the Anti-Christ for the people that believed in said religion?

Minecraft 249 - Mo'Chievements: FUPA
  • Gavin: Jeremy? Can you give me some luck?
  • Jeremy: Sure! Here's your luck, pal
  • Jeremy: *kissy noise*
  • Gavin: Oh. I really didn't expect that! That's like the first pretend gay thing you've ever done to me
  • Jeremy: That's true. Probably in my life
  • Geoff: What happened?
  • Gavin: He kissed me! Now we're gonna be written about on tumblr!
  • Ryan: Do you think you're not now?
  • Gavin: Me and Jeremy?
  • Jeremy: I can guarantee we fucked on tumblr
  • Gavin: And I bet I'm receiving too
  • Ryan: I can guarantee that that's gone both ways!
  • Michael: He can guarantee because he's written one
  • Geoff: I can definitely see you, Gavin, taking it from Jeremy. I bet Jeremy would be hard and fast
Bangtan Reads My Smut Novel; A BTS Reaction
This reaction was based around Too Many Temptations, an adult fan fiction available to read on Wattpad under username KryssyKook

Too Many Temptations is a novel about a stylist hooking up with every member of Bangtan. Scenes are often graphic and descriptive. What would the boys think if they found it?

Kim Seokjin

-“ooooh a fan fiction! ARMY is so creative..”
-“….I put… I put my dick where?!”
-reads the first chapter blushing the entire time.
-revisits the novel a few days later, unable to shake his curiosity.
-doesn’t tell anyone what he’s reading
-hopes the younger boys don’t find it online

Min Yoongi

-“I don’t know why ARMY thinks I swear so fuckin much… they always make me out to be this goddamn trash mouth in these fuckin stories.”
-“haha damn Min Yoongi.. get it.”
-finds the story hilarious, especially the parts about Jungkook getting with the girl
-follows and adds the story to his library. secretly waits for the next chapter.
-shows the story to Namjoon
-“YAH! Namjoon-ah. Why didn’t you tell me you were fuckin the stylist.”
-falls over laughing when Namjoon let’s out a loud “MWO?!”

Kim Namjoon

-blushes uncontrollably throughout the story
-has to take breaks to face palm
-doesn’t want to admit the scenes focusing on him are a bit of a turn on
-chuckles a bit at the maknae lines chapters.
-“if only this girl knew how Jimin would ACTUALLY act if a girl in a short skirt started touching him in an elevator.”
-reads the most recent chapter with Yoongi in his room, both gripped by the plot

Jung Hoseok

-embarrassed but flattered by his scenes
-accidentally finds the story after pursuing a fan Tumblr
-wasn’t expecting the scenes to be as descriptive as they are
-“She keeps calling Namjoon daddy. I wish they could see him watching anime in his Ryan pajamas on our off days.”
-laughs louder than he should at certain parts, drawing the attention of Taehyung
-clears the screen from his tablet and tells Tae he was laughing at a meme

Park Jimin

-“oh Jimin, you’re so sexy.”
-eye smiles when his name is mentioned
-loves it too much
-tries to get the whole team to read it
-proud of himself for things he didn’t even do in real life
-the whole story ends up boosting his confidence
-laughs hysterically while reading Jungkooks scenes aloud to him
-chases Jungkook around the house, yelling as he reads
-“YAH! Jungkook-ah! You little player!”

Kim Taehyung

-super shy about it
-can’t get past the first few chapters
-ponders the logistics of fucking in a plane bathroom
-is mad at his own character for betraying Jimins trust
-tells everyone he doesn’t want to read any of it, even though he DID get through a couple chapters
-can’t look at Yoongi the same way again

Jeon Jungkook

-has heard almost every sexual scene he’s featured in, thanks to Jimin reading the damn book aloud to him
-finally sits down and reads it on his own when the other boys are sleeping
-gets a bit turned on by a few scenes
-“Jiminnie Hyung… why didn’t you read me your scenes? Embarrassed?”
-jokes around with the other boys about what they “did” with the teams stylist
-approaches their real life stylist as she touches up Namjoons concealer.. “stylist noona? Watch out for this one. He’s trouble with your type.” Leans in and winks at Namjoons reflection in the mirror before Namjoon slaps Jungkook in the abdomen, and he walks away laughing.

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