one footed


#klaus the caroline stan: #always dreaming up AUs

wurwolf  asked:

We're getting a Wegman's out here in Lancaster in late 2018 and it's like the whole city has lost its goddamn mind


It’s a supermarket, but also a FUCKIN FOOD COURT, 


Like…it was like culture shock when I finally set foot in one which was like last year. In all my years I’ve never been to one before, never heard of them. And then my coworkers just say, “Yeah let’s go to Wegman’s for lunch.” And I’m just…it’s a supermarket how you doin that??

I guess Gov. Wolf approves too.

jelix trash

^^^me!! so here, have a fanfic! (if you wish)

College/University AU, Felix Kjellberg/Sean McLoughlin (aka jelix, septicpie), Ken/Mary, Mark/Amy, implied Marzia Bisognin/Signe Hansen, past Felix/Marzia

Very fluffy! Everything is nice and nothing hurts. Felix is a ray of precious, positive, nice sunshine. Sean is loud and sassy. PJ ships it. What’s new?

No offence whatsoever intended!!

Enjoy! :) 

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        Louis de Pointe du Lac Fanmix

(Link goes to Spotify playlist)

Idylls of the King - Mountain Goats
The Bachelor and the Bride - Decemberists
Spirits - Strumbellas
Grounds For Divorce - Elbow
One Foot - fun.
Lover’s Eyes - Mumford & Sons
Song of Sorrow - Elle King
My Boy Builds Coffins - Florence + The Machine
Bound - Suzanne Vega
Hurt - Johnny Cash
Between The Bars - Civil Wars
Blood Sings - Suzanne Vega
Pompeii - Bastille

prompt: “i accidentally set your plant on fire and i felt super guilty so i went to the store to buy you another plant but they ran out of the plant that you had and i didn’t know what other kind of plant you liked so i may or may not have bought you enough plants to fill a small greenhouse?” au

“Before you call for help, or possibly the police, let me try to explain.”

Bishamon had one foot on the step of her porch, and her arms were full of groceries. Her neighbor–a young, bespectacled man with a permanently worried crease between his eyes–stood in the center of her porch. He was surrounded by a veritable wilderness of plant life that had most definitely not been there when Bishamon left to go to the store.

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

There were just so many plants. Where had they all come from? One was a Christmas tree. There were at least eleven different species of orchid, and a hastily repotted potato vine had begun lazily attaching itself to the trellis over the porch.

“It was an accident,” said the permanently worried, bespectacled young man. “I don’t usually set other people’s houseplants on fire–but then it was just–poof, you know?” He made an explosive gesture with his hands. “All gone.”

“You set my tomato plant on fire?” Bishamon asked incredulously.

“Oh god,” he said. His chest began to contract in tiny, panicked breaths. “Oh, god. A tomato plant. I didn’t buy a single tomato plant.”

“It’s okay,” she said placatingly, finding a place to set down her groceries amongst the festooned greenery. “I couldn’t get it to produce, so a fiery death was probably the most excitement it ever felt.”

She stood back up and a sunflower smacked her in the forehead. She batted it away and smiled.

“It’s…Kazuma, right?”

riseupandrollout  asked:

Good to see you back!! Could I request MTMTE Ultra Magnus and possibly Swerve reacting to their s/o waking them up with a kiss? At the time they usually get up, not like needlessly waking them up super early lol. Thanks!

Thank you, it’s nice to be back!

Ultra Magnus (MTMTE): Ultra Magnus always wakes up super ridiculously early, so he’s a bit impressed that you decided to be the one to wake him up for a change. Even if you are half asleep and have one foot in dreamland.

Swerve (MTMTE): Literally dies he thinks you’re so kind and sweet and cute and amazing. Please, wake him up every day with kind words and a sweet chaste smooches it’s the best way to wake up hands down.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.