okay and now i will go to sleep

Okay, I had anon commenting off for awhile because I was getting too much messages about where to watch something or other that I was blogging at the time (and, ime, anons generally don’t come back for the info + I don’t want to clog up the blog further with that, which is why I prefer private responses), but I’m turning it back on now, don’t be an asshole about it and I love all of you and now I’m going to SLEEP because I have earned it.

bluepizzarolls  asked:

"You love me, right?" for that prompt thingy :')

Arin hauls a very woozy and sleepy Dan through their door. Dan had recently gotten out of a dentist appointment, and there was no doubts that he was…high…with whatever medicine he was given.

Arin lays his husband down on the bed, resting his head (which Dan did not have the ability to support) and gently pulls the blankets over him. He laughs when he hears Dan softly complain about him having to leave.

“I gotta get work done, Danny. I’ll be in the living room, I’m right here. Okay? Now go to sleep,” Arin says as he starts to walk out of the room. Dan’s soft voice breaks through the silence that had resided again.

“You love me, right?”

Dan’s voice sounds odd, high pitched, like he’s holding his nose, almost.

“Obviously not,” Arin starts, sarcasm edging his sentence. He stops short when he sees Dan’s face fall and he mentally kicks himself. He didn’t know what the hell they gave to Dan but it sure was strong enough to deplete his awareness of knowing wether someone was joking or not. He sits on the corner of the bed and turns to face Dan.

“Hey, I was just kidding. Of course I love you, Danny. I love you very much.”

Dan’s face disappeared into the covers and Arin actually thinks he might’ve suffocated himself until he hears Dan’s muffled voice again.

“Can’t hear you, baby,” Arin lifts the covers. Dan is adorably snuggled to his heart’s content and just seeing Dan like that makes Arin feel all gushy inside, he thanks the heavens and how could he not be the luckiest man in the world?


Arin reaches to give Dan’s forehead a sweet kiss while contemplating, but the giggle he gets in return from his husband makes the decision for him.

Whatever, he thinks to himself, I can finish the work tomorrow.

He climbs into bed next to Dan and holds as much of his husband as physically possible. He feels Dan nuzzle into his chest and scoot closer, and Arin has to bite back a laugh.

“I love you too,” Dan yawns. “Forever…and ever, and….ever…and-”

“Okay, kitten, I think I understand,” Arin chuckles. He presses one last kiss to Dan’s forehead before they both drift off to sleep.

Okay but the fact that I schedule my bedtime for work knowing I need at least one hour of Reylo tag browsing before I actually go to sleep amazes me. I’m so deep and so dedicated to these two fictional characters my life now revolves around them.

srprincess  asked:

“I live next door and I heard screaming so I came over thinking someone was getting murdered and now we’re both trying to get the spider out of your apartment” au Please? Because I could really use a laugh?

“I already told you that it is not a tarantula, Adam.”

“It’s huge. Like, came from a rainforest huge. And I can’t sleep in here with that thing –” he was gesticulating wildly with his shoe, now. “You know what? Fuck this thing. Fuck it. I’ll give it the apartment, shit. I just – there’s a CVS down the road –”

Jesus fucking Christ. “Okay, damn,” said Derek, “chill. Fuck.”

Honestly, going by the sounds he’d heard coming out of Adam’s open door, he’d thought the man was dying. Serious violence, serious bloodspray style. 60 Minutes type shit.

Instead, he’d run out of his apartment to find Adam out in the hallway, holding a shoe and staring into his apartment. Derek didn’t even know Adam that well – he’d seen him in the hallway or at the mailboxes before, but they weren’t, like, friends or anything. Adam was just the tall, blond, hot guy that lived two doors down and put irritatingly bright lights in his window during holidays.

The tall, blond, hot guy that apparently suffered from severe arachnophobia, because damn.

“It probably ran away,” Derek said.

“Lies,” said Adam. “It’s hiding in here, plotting my demise.” He gave the sofa a furtive glance. “Probably planning to pounce as soon as my back is turned, fuck.”

“Okay, it’s not like a personal thing, here,” Derek said. “We’ll just, y’know. Find it.”

“And violently, violently murder it.” Adam crept into his bedroom after Derek, following him so close that Derek could smell his soap.

Axe. Because of course. Goddamnit.

“Yeah, whatever,” said Derek, “sure. Violent murder. Got it.”

“I wanna see a corpse,” Adam declared.

( prompt list )



Because I love this child and he needs more love, especially his relationship with Yuuri ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

While Phichit is an incredibly friendly lovable cinnamon roll, he won’t stand for anything threatening his best friend Yuuri, even if the threat happens to be someone Yuuri loves. Yuuri clearly adores the Victor he knows now (just as much as he idolized the distant figure in the past), but Phichit won’t forget how much Victor hurt Yuuri in the past, unintentional or not.

I headcanon that on top of being a skilled figure skater, Phichit is an academic genius who skipped grades and entered college in Detroit super early where he met Yuuri, which explains their long acquaintance despite the age difference. He is very, VERY protective of Yuuri. I’ll put up a more detailed headcanon post later (and if there’s interest, possibly prequel comic of pre-YOI anime Detroit college days).

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How Dan and Phil probably broke up #57
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How to get over a heartbreak

1. Know that your heart is strong.
Breaking happens only after a lot of pressure and endurance. It wouldn’t have been able to take so much if it wasn’t strong.

2. Know that your heart will heal.
Have some faith in it. It had so much faith in you all this time even though you didn’t always make the right choices.

3. Time heals everything words cannot.
You can read this post and hundred others but what you need is time. It passes, it always does. Remember how the good times passed away?

4. You can’t get over it, you have to get through it.
It is a tunnel decorated with pictures of good times that aren’t accessible anymore. Some parts have glass shards and some have wilted flowers. You will hear echoes of laughter and loveable words but they fade away. There isn’t much light but there is light. Once you get through it, you will be able to look back and not bleed. You will be able to carry on and be happy.
5. Take your time with discarding their things. Pictures, letters, texts, gifts. It’s been a year and I still can’t do away with the letters. I don’t read them anymore but I can’t throw them out just yet. And that’s okay.

6. Don’t assume how happy they are or what kind of life it seems like they are living now. Because your Instagram may be filled with happy pictures but is your heart right now? Others are no different. Assuming will only cause you unnecessary pain and comparing will further empty your heart.

7. Your heart doesn’t need any more emptying. It needs to be filled. With your attention and care. Sign up for that yoga class. Go for that open mic. Say yes to sleeping in on Sundays and having full breakfasts.

8. Don’t talk in absolutes. Don’t say you will ‘never’ love again or will ‘never’ meet/trust someone again. Remember when you said your love was ‘forever’? Absolutes are redundant. Stop using them. Stop believing in them. Good and bad comes and goes. It’s a cycle like everything else natural.

9. Don’t bad mouth them or yourself. Don’t obsess over what you said and did and everything they didn’t. Dragging the past into your present is like tying your legs to a rock. How can you walk ahead?

10. Don’t be in a rush to forgive them. It’s okay if you aren’t ready. True forgiveness takes time. And it’s only true forgiveness that lets you genuinely move on and get out of the tunnel. Wanting to and actually being able to are two very different things.

11. Breathe.
Your lungs are functioning even though your heart may make it seem like nothing is. Run if you have to. Your legs are functioning too. Cry as much. Your cheeks and eyes won’t hate you.

—  Nikki Kaur

OKAY story time so i have to audition for school next month and im singing turn it off so what better way to prepare than draw elder mckinley am i right