pls it's all I want

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but it’s better if you do - panic! at the disco

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Look, I haven’t told Izzy yet, but you know how fast gossip spreads.  She shouldn’t hear about it secondhand. (requested by anonymous)

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Sometimes it makes things hard, but Kuroo doesn’t really mind

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pjo history → an issue of the olympian daily during wwii

*pls click the images to enlarge the text

since my post on pjo history received such a response, which i can’t thank you all enough for, i wanted to create a lil snippet from “the olympian daily,” the go-to newspaper for all the best updates; they publish new issues faster than hermes can run!

i hope you all enjoy ♥

i’ve had literally 0 inspo but i’ve been really feelin that tomedd vibe ok…

in my humble opinion, the only thing truly lacking in the dear evan hansen fandom is bro jokes. we don’t have any bro jokes. where are the bro jokes

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Do you ever just look into someone’s eyes…

amongst the emd2 hype, the game’s main artist also kinda got prompted to make LINE stickers for eo series’ 10th anniversary, and one of the doodles is flavio….so cute…
i would spam this specific sticker at all my friends and anyone who’s willing to put up with my love for flavio

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My pride and joy are my Water-type Pokémon

♡ for @allthingsmisty ♡

your leg pressed against mine

a thlaise au ; essentially a messy train of thought because i’m struggling with maths so word dump it is.

this is dedicated to everyone who has blessed me with their thlaise, you know who u are 💓 , you’re all the bestest ily.

  • the first domino that falls is the bash of a cheek against drunken lips in the dark of the corridor 
  • the next morning, they write it off as an anomaly, both pretending to have forgotten the feverish way blaise had then pressed theodore against the wall, the warmth of theodore’s breath against the shell of blaise’s ear 
  • and the soft slow slide of lips as theodore curled up and up into blaise as if he was trying to ingrain himself in blaise’s soul. he was already there but he didn’t know that.
  • and so the second domino teetered and toppled.
  • a mistake, a mistake, a mistake 
  • the thought throbbed deep and heavy in theodore’s head when he woke up hungover with the unmistakeable indent of blaise in his sheets, on his skin
  • he meets blaise’s eye when he enters the kitchen and he knows that he can’t let “whatever this is” happen if he wants to keep blaise.
  • he wants to keep the blaise who runs his hand soothingly through theo’s hair when he’s ill and asleep (or at least, whilst he thinks theodore is asleep) 
  • the blaise who returns theodore’s books to the library when he forgets
  • the blaise who slumps down next to him on the sofa and passes him a mug of lemon and honey tea with his slight crooked smile. 
  • but what he doesn’t know is that keeping that blaise is not a choice he gets to make. 
  • they can’t go back, not now that blaise knows what his lips taste like, not when blaise has realised he’s been in love with his best friend for longer than he’s been aware.
  • and so the rest of the dominoes begin to fall.