so lance is sitting crosslegged on his bed and keith is half in his lap, the back of his head resting against lance’s chest. lance is playing xbox or smth, arms wrapped around keith as he’s holding the controller. keith’s watching lance play, idly stroking his hands along lance’s forearms, backseat gaming occasionally. lance ends up winning the game with the final shot and the way he laughs in triumph as keith smiles and says “good job, sharpshooter”
& lance lets the controller drop and closes keith tighter in his arms, leaning them both to the side a bit and pressing rapid, sloppy kisses into his neck as he mumbles “my good luck charm”
ARIES: attention, excitement, challenges, to feel loved and care for
TAURUS: comfort, affection, stability, reassurance that they aren’t wasting their time
GEMINI: new ideas, communication, kindred spirits
CANCER: nurturing, safety, family, good food, comfy clothes
LEO: attention, entertainment, excitement, to express leadership
VIRGO: mental stimulation, order, to feel helpful, to be the friend that gives good advice
LIBRA: harmony, companionship, equality
SCORPIO: privacy, intensity, “soul bonding”, to feel loved
SAGITTARIUS: adventure, wisdom, new experiences, variety
CAPRICORN: solitude, aspirations, determination, to feel like what they’re doing is right
AQUARIUS: collaboration, individuality, to please others, freedom
PISCES: compassion, security, creative outlets, ways to escape own thoughts
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Aries: Cannon ball diving into the pool, splashing everyone with water, and laughing. Yells obscenities at other drivers that piss them off. Always gets in trouble for being too loud in class. Will take any dare. Refuses to be told what to do and argues even when wrong. The life of the party.
Taurus: Sitting at the dinner table, eating, while reading a book on local edible plants. Goes for walks and puts random things he finds in his mouth. Will take any eating-related dare. Has tried just about every “strange” food known to man. Isn’t afraid of the “30-second” rule.
Gemini: Makes silly puns. Watches YouTube videos of baby animals and shows them to all of her friends. Full of questions. Constantly raises her hand in class, and can elaborate on a subject for an infinite amount of time. The one to start every conversation and the first to make friends in a new environment. Her laughter sounds like bubbles.
Cancer: Watches Disney movies way too much and probably cries during most of them. Shy. Avoids big responsibilities, often for fear of letting others down. Prefers to stay indoors and at home. Their “happy place” is inside, reading a good book, while wrapped in a cozy blanket on a rainy day. Very good at making up stories. Has vivid dreams and daydreams. Pretty good at baking.
Leo: Spends a lot of money on music festival tickets. Owns an entire shelf of different hair care products. Wears “loud” clothes and accessories to stand out. The friendliest jock you will ever meet. Great taste in the people they surround themselves with; they have no tolerance for bullies. Parties harder than anyone they know, and always posts photos of what they’re doing on social media. Probably invented beer pong.
Virgo: Owns several calendars. Maybe even a label maker. Has a blog about “Planners”. Finds pleasure in ritualistic cleaning and organizing. Great at planning events. Always prepared. Carries everything they think they might need in the purse they take with them everywhere (“Mary Poppins Bag”). Loves to write, and keeps around a dozen half-filled notebooks in her room. Very good at problem solving. Prefers to work alone.
Libra: Messy. Owns at least one exploding bin of art supplies. Creates everything that decorates her room. Verbally comments to appreciate the beauty surrounding her as she sees it. Stares into your eyes when listening to you. Can make up a conversation about anything. Talks constantly until she forgets that she’s still speaking and trails off. Reads people like books, and uses humor to explore boundaries and learn about others. Avoids confrontation. Good at lying. Can’t own a white shirt because she spills everything on it (food, paint).
Scorpio: Perpetual “emo phase”, internally or externally. Rarely talks about themselves. Can walk into a room and immediately understand the intentions and personality of each person in it, just by looking. Hard shell, soft insides. Their eyes are the only ones that light up and shine in gloomy weather. They can stare into your soul. Only sees things in black or white. Usually has great taste in music. Deeply loyal friends and partners to those they trust. Keeps a lot of secrets, both their own and of those they love.
Sagittarius: Fascinated by other cultures. Has or wants to travel to many different countries. Speaks at least three languages. Either deeply spiritual or religious. Ritualistic. Isn’t afraid to try new things. Loves mystery and adventure books. Very independent, and doesnt like feeling trapped. Has some sort of self-expressive medium that allows them to free their wings (art, music, dance, writing). Self-sufficient.
Capricorn: “Work hard, play hard” mentality. Typically very serious in nature. Always seems much more wise and mature than his peers. Has probably tried hard drugs at one point in his life. Firm in practices and beliefs. Good at keeping their word. Has one big obsession/hobby, like playing a certain game, collecting something, or working on something.
Aquarius: Has a very unique sense of humor that others don’t usually understand. Conspiracy theorist. Loves all helpless creatures and wants to protect them from the world. Activist and rebellious humanitarian. Insanely intelligent, but refuses to apply themselves to the school system. Learns very quickly. Good at public speaking. Probably the “class clown”.
Pisces: Stays home on weekends to sleep in. Has a dream diary. Typically pretty creative and may enjoy abstract painting. Musically gifted. Has been told that they “live in another world”. Slips easily into daydreams, and enjoys indulging in the fantasy worlds of books and stories that they read.
“I would stay up and think about what I wanted to be until 2 or 3 in the morning. Almost every night, I would just lay down and think about different options. I was always in my head. I had insomnia, and I would stay up all night and write poetry. I started reflecting on my past and looking toward the future and thinking in a way that was aspirational. I spent a lot of time having to put that on paper. It allowed me to get my thoughts out in a way that felt therapeutic but also had an artistic quality. And that was really my first relationship with the arts…
Then at a certain point in grad school, being in that city and exposed to all these different ideas made me start questioning what I believed. I was around 23 or 24 years old when I couldn’t ignore it anymore. I was going back in time and trying to find out why I believed what I believed, and it always ended with my mother, and with what I was told — not my own epiphany or studies.I started reading a few books on everything from reincarnation — The Seat of the Soul by Gary Zukav — to As a Man Thinketh [by James Allen], to The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. I was taking in information that was beyond the canon of literature that I had been exposed to, to really take some ownership of my spiritual beliefs.”
The Tumblr Poetry Aesthetic, or: the stars, the sea, Icarus, dark suburbia, and the (un)intentional pandering and ungrowth of the well-established
this conversation was initiated for me (madina) personally by giana@syrupbrat and stefan@travelingsalesman. epoch discussed
this extensively in our discord chat, and the content of this post is mostly pulled
out of that discussion.
through the usual tags used to promote one’s own writing on Tumblr, such as #inkstay, #spilled ink, #poets on tumblr, etc,
we seem to drown in the sameness of everyone’s writing styles that it all is indistinct. It boils down to a haze of blah blah blah stars, blah blah blah yet
another comparison to a Greek mythology figure, more love poetry, girl as
dangerous, boy as god, alcohol is the only way we’ll survive.
originated in what one might call the heydays of Peak™ tumblr poetry
(this is starting to sound like a school essay & smh I can’t let this post
go that direction), circa 2013(?)-2015. Most of it was documented in @nosebleedclub‘s “Memories of a Certain Spring: A Workbook” – Nosebleed Club
was, in fact, what you would point at if you were asked in 2014 what “Tumblr
writing” is (cue the emphasis on was,
the evolution of NBC continues until now & I feel like a proud daughter
about it). Multiple networks and groups have then spanned from that model, some
which are still going until now, some abandoned and left to the dust – just so
that you could be part of that “elite cool kids club”, whether the original one
or not. the writers in the original collective also had their writing styles
copied and/or plagiarized to capitalize off how prevalent and popular this
aesthetic is but nvm that’s not my place to extensively rant about
I do love the stars.
The sea, mythology, dangerous teenage gods, I love them all and I honestly would
die for them (yes, the planets, ocean, and those tragic myths included) – but
when people write about them just because they think it’ll be popular, just
because it fits into the predefined box of what is proven to be well liked – an
aesthetic that has since consumed us – exploration and experimentation dies,
and that’s when it becomes dangerous. Everything posted will only be the
product of rehashing and emulating what has been written and consumed before –
shallow imageries without anything to say, without anything to make it yours. It got over-commercialized fast and crumbled.
Let’s not even mention those who made a fake persona to make their poetry feel
more “real” and authentic, those who write about drugs and alcohol w/o
experiences backing them up and only stereotypes & what other people have
written about it.
This phenomenon is
further supported by Tumblr itself being a bad site in general bad platform
for writing on its own – those notes, those likes and reblogs, really do shape
up to define you, whether you’re conscious of it happening or not. We all crave
for that feeling of being noticed because that’s just how it is. I myself can’t
even say I never wrote something just
for those notes, and I’m sure others that started out writing in Tumblr can say
the same. If you don’t realize it yourself; if you don’t become self-conscious
of the fact that really, Tumblr is a bubble, and do not actively seek out for
anything new because you don’t see the need for it – you get stuck in it. Even
if you wrote with the aesthetic that we all fell in love with, there’s a chance
that you won’t get the recognition you think it deserved – it crushes you, and
the cycle repeats again.
(this aesthetic, in
turn, bled and drenched almost every tumblr roleplay until they all became the
same and unrecognizable individually, whether with the usual tropes of characters:
Sad Rich Girl With A Heart Of Gold. Bad
Rich Boy With A Heart Of Gold. Gay Guy With A Bad Past So He’s Hypersexual Now
– or situational: your edgy Welcome To
This Small Suburban Town Where Everyone is a Supernatural Creature, or perhaps
your This Is A Simulation of a Real Life Town for People Who Have No Lives)
Personally, I do
believe in the existence of Bad Poetry – though “underdeveloped” is the word I
prefer to use (maybe it’s just because I’m a softie and I can’t say outright
that it’s bad, but let’s be real, bad poetry is bad poetry). No soul and
nothing else to offer than just a few pretty words and fleeting concepts.
Pseudo-profound bullshittery. u wanna get off it?
internalize the fact
that we unconsciously seek for approval
get off tumblr for a while and write
in your solitude
consume more than u write.
explore & experiment upon
different themes and structure. get out of your comfort zone in writing
write about your own memories and experiences, whether good or
bad or interesting or not interesting, not what is deemed is consumable
turn to your culture and read up those local myths
– Honestly, I don’t know how because it cannot be forced. But recognizing that this exists will in turn make you think even more critically about your writing.
oh, that’s it – be critical. To the words that surround
you & the words that come out of you.
To close this off:“its Everywhere like i get it . u wanna be
a vampire cheerleader with a smile too big. i Get it . lets do something else”
centripetal force by braveten, Explicit, 85k Victor speaks seven languages. (Physics isn’t one of them.) Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major. LOVE this!
cover story by fan_nerd, Explicit, 8.2k Yuuri stares down at the person standing in the doorway. The stranger hisses, “Who do you think you are, anyways?” Quickly, before he can really think about it, Yuuri responds, “I’m Victor’s boyfriend.” It’s a lie, but the words feel good in his mouth, and for some reason, he doesn’t want to take them back. SO good! Love this fic!
Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) by kiaronna, Mature, 23k Where Yuuri remembers the banquet, Viktor forgets, and Yakov Feltsman has his own plans. I screamed so much while reading this it’s so so so amazing OMG
The melody of your soul by Analys, Mature, 5.5k (WIP) Katsuki Yuuri is a talented singer with a voice that spellbinds anybody that hears him sing but his stage fright and anxiety takes the best of him. He wishes to become a world acknowledged singer and his dream starts taking form when he’s accepted at the prestigious Juilliard School with his childhood friend, Phichit. However, Yuuri ends up rooming with a total stranger, a senior student that is supposed to guide him through his first semester and help him overcome his stage fright. Roommate that turns out to be the school prodigy, Victor Nikiforov. Really good so far!
Louis is a riding instructor at a summer camp, and Harry is a fellow counselor who he’s been successfully managing his crush on for the last two summers. That is, until Harry shows up this year leveled up and lethal, and all Louis’s formerly perfected veneer of nonchalance melts like a Popsicle in the sun.
After completing his prestigious dance training overseas, Harry returns to England to begin teaching in one of London’s elite ballet schools. Only, certain dancers aren’t too happy to have him suddenly on board. Or his well-fitted lycra uniform. Throw in some unusual dynamics, tense elevation demonstrations and an unlikely dance partnership, and you’ve got yourself a pretty interesting edition of Matthew Bourne’s ‘Swan Lake’.
Or the one where Harry is the new ballet teacher, despite him being younger than everyone in his class, and Louis is less than impressed by his inescapable talent. They sort themselves out eventually.
**I am in love with this fic. Listen, even if you don’t love ballet, you will love this.
“Of course, the ONE time a ridiculously attractive man shows up at Louis’ home, butt naked, he turns out to be an arrogant love god. Not only that, but he’s an arrogant love god facing a multi-million pound lawsuit, possible banishment from Mount Olympus, and a shit ton of adjustment issues.”
Alternatively: Harry is Cupid, Louis and Liam own a law firm, and they’re all getting sued.
**HARRY CRIES GLITTER!! NEED I SAY MORE?!?! But in all seriousness, this fic is gold. Go read it!!
Harry knows, objectively, that he shouldn’t try to get his ghostwriter into bed. He knows. But…he finds it hard to resist temptation when Louis waltzes into his home and his life and turns everything upside down. And, as it turns out, Louis might just need a little turning upside down too.
**This fic was a treat to read. Harry is a troubled soul and Louis helps him figure himself out.
You Won’t Believe Who Was Spotted Leaving Harry Styles’ Primrose Hill Pad!
If Harry was being completely honest, it probably wasn’t the best idea to be a world-renowned popstar and an infamous vigilante.
(Especially when all the comic books said never reveal your secret identity to keep your loved ones safe – which was all well and good, until Louis.)
Or: Harry wants a lot of things – fame, glory, Louis – but that last one is particularly hard to get when everyone thinks you’re dating your secret superhero alter-ego and suddenly you’ve become your own worst cockblock.
**This is fucking hilarious!! A very funny twist to your vigilante fics!!
Louis is the father to the most brilliant little boy in the world who is all Louis really needs, or at least that’s what he tells himself. Harry is a gorgeous boybander fresh off a two year break and a massive scandal that’s left him a little broken and more than ready to move on.
They fall in love.
**I have been following this one since it had been a WIP. It is a good read.
For as long as anyone can remember, Old Hillsbridge Manor has always been believed to be haunted. Everyone in the village agrees and keeps a respectful, fearful, distance. New in town after a bad breakup and an internship that led to disappointment rather than a permanent job, Harry Styles figures taking pictures of the decrepit building could be a great new creative project. Or at least a much-needed distraction while he searches for a job and crashes at his parents’ new house. No one warned him about the apparitions though; about the music, the laughter, the people who flicker and vanish when you call after them, the echoes of a past that should be long gone… Harry has never believed in spirits but even he can admit that there’s something weird going on. What starts as mere curiosity evolves into a full-blown investigation and soon enough, Harry finds himself making friends with an aristocrat from the 1920s and struggling with finding the best way to tell him that he’s dead.
The Ghost Hunter AU where Niall lives to prove ghosts are real, Zayn is a skeptical librarian and Harry gets caught up in a century-old mystery and catches feeling in the process.
**This fic has probably been recced everywhere in every list as it should be. It is one of the most unique fics I have read. Also, the feels are real. Get ready to cry.
The Nanny AU in which Louis is the sassy gay Nanny-by-accident taking care of the kids of movie director Harry Styles. Also there’s Liam as the butler, Niall as Louis’ best friend, Zayn as the model/actor and Nick as Harry’s partner from work that maybe wants a bit more from Harry than cooperation.
**This is hilarious, Also, Nick is a dick. So, you know, a warning…
Louis Tomlinson has just landed his dream job, coaching soccer at Augustus University. When he moves into a new house near campus, he meets his very fit new neighbor, English professor Harry Styles. Although their first meeting leads to an instant mutual dislike, the more Harry gets to know Louis, the more he likes what he sees.
Or the one where Harry’s African grey parrot spills his dirty secrets to his very hot neighbor.
**This one was so good, guys. You will fall in love with Darcy, the parrot. And it got me looking into parrots and stuff. They are awesome!! But read this fic first!!! I am also quite curious about the writer. I really liked their writing style and would love to read more of their works!!
Harry has dreamed of a world outside the tiny village of Holmes Chapel for as long as he can remember… a world full of magic and adventure and true love. It was nothing but a childhood dream, however, until an old family friend comes bearing word of a plot against Harry’s life and a very dangerous truth: Harry is the rightful heir to the crown and must embark on a perilous quest to reclaim his throne from the ruthless would-be King Simon. But in the end Harry will find himself fighting for more than a crown, and on the verge of losing something much more precious than his sovereign power. Because magic might be real, but life is not a fairy tale, and Harry is a prince up against a very big dragon.
Or: a medieval fantasy AU in which Harry is a prince in disguise and Louis is the king of the faeries.
Harry has been alive for decades, and yet he’s never been as confused and dumbfounded. He’s a witch, for God’s sake. Can’t get much weirder than all the magical things he’s experienced throughout his lifetime. Never in a million years, however, would he have expected to be mere inches away from a hybrid.
Or: Harry is a witch who’s still working on developing his powers and Louis is a werecat who falls into his life and turns it upside down.
**I LOVED THIS FIC!!! I LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS FIC!! i WOULD GIVE MY LIFE FOR THIS FIC!! I mean, KittenHybrid!Louis, Witch!Harry, Matchmaker!Steve!!! What else do you need?!?! Go read this, right now!!
__________________ i was thinking about doing a picture with the whole crew but it didn’t feel right so i made this like the story started 20 years ago: just a lonely boy with a dream
one piece has been bringing so so so many great things
- feelings, friends, inspiration, motivation -
into my life for more than the past decade, I wish I was able to thank Oda-sensei personally but this is all I can do who knows, maybe one day i’ll find my soul mate while reading my newest volume on a park bench
(A/N) OOPS! I DID IT AGAIN!!!! I GAVE YOU A SMUT, I WROTE ANOTHER ONE…OH BABY, BABY! Anyway, here’s some yummy retro Taeyong smutty goodness. A little short and sweet, but definitely gets its point across if you know what mean :^)))))))))) Enjoy!
It felt weird walking into an arcade, having not visited one since when you were younger. The welcoming sounds of heavily synthesized music, trigger clicks, and the smacking of big plastic buttons brought back a wave of nostalgia and made you smile as you peered over the shoulders of people playing. There were no kids in sight though, just people around your age who laughed and joked, drank, reminiscing in their childhood. You’d been coerced into going to a twenty one and older event at the local vintage arcade that had just opened down the street from your apartment. People were going bananas of the shiny restored arcade machines, vintage interior, and nostalgic music.
Hey do you remember that show? Danny Phantom?
Bitch do I? Fucking DO I? I've been around since the beginning of time. I've witnessed the creation of all the classic fics like the field trip AU, the class reveal AU, and GiW AU. I've read hundreds of fics—the good and the bad. I've seen Danny split in half, torn up, put back together, stuck in ghost form, pitted against, kidnapped, and fall in love with everyone to exist. I know the memes, the ship names, and everything else in between. So you ask: Do I Remember That Show Danny Phantom? I don't just know it; it's a part of my very soul.
Me Out Loud:
What? Oh, THAT show? Haha yeah I think I used to watch that one way back when.
Creative Content Contributors:@daegusoftboys (providing us with exquisite moodboards)
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader (oc; female)
Summary:When you’re offered a job as the graduate assistant for the Art History department at Bangtan University, it is a requirement for the department to sign their approval on the paperwork. You have one signature left and, unfortunately, he doesn’t want to see you. At all.
Warning: explicit sex; explicit language; angst
Word Count: 10,947 (end me)
Two hours. That’s how long you’ve been standing outside the building, staring at the glass doors as your warped reflection slides in and out of view.
Two hours spent in the warm sunshine, a slight sunburn starting to form on the tip of your nose.
Two hours reminding yourself that this is for your career. Reminding yourself that this choice is not about him, it was never about him. That even if he didn’t work here, you’d still pick this university because it’s the best and it’s the only place your career will thrive.
Two hours telling yourself you’re strong enough to see his face. That one look at his full lips and warm eyes won’t send your knees to the floor, collapsing beneath the weight of your desire, not like it used to.
(The one where Keith wants to propose to his boyfriend and almost has a
heart attack.) (Then the other one where Lance proposes back and Keith
cries.) (The following one where they both cry because wedding make you
cry.) (And that last one where they adopt.)
if you’ve read that angsty af fic and you need something to heal your heart and soul please read this because it’s so damn fluffy and domestic it’ll make you tear up. and when you finish this please read the whole series bc it’s so fluufy and good!!!!
okay i know this is angst too but i promise you it’s really good. i loved the writing so much! like the biginning hit me hard and i fell in love with it instantly. and there’s also a second part!!! and lxie promised me a happy ending so there’s also that
They’re sitting across from each other at a table in the local burger
joint, tossing casual banter and the occasional insult back and forth.
It’s familiar and comfortable, reminiscent of every other conversation
they’ve ever had, until out of nowhere Lance leans forward and says with
a mouth full of fries, “Let’s date.”
okaty okay okay the beginning of this fic is really really good. and pining keith is always a good thing. and the ending was just so damn soft. and the comparisons to the ocean were so well done. I LOVE COMPARISONS
or that one fic where voltron meme squad is formed by various college
kids all over japan and keith is slowly falling head over heels in love
with the kid with freckles on his face and stars in his eyes )
listen here. this fic is everything, it’s one of the firsts group chat fics that i ever read and i absolutely fell in love with it. i loved the ending and the pining was soo good. but mostly the interactions between everyone were the best. and coran is also present here which is always a bonus
Soulmate AU—Everyone hears the occasional stray thought from their
soulmate—more of a glimpse into their mind than anything else.
Unfortunately for him, Keith seems to have gotten the strangest, most
irritating soulmate ever and seriously who the hell sings Barbie Girl at three in the morning, what are you twelve? Get some fucking sleep.
soulmates aus are always the best thing ever no mater what. and this one is too. it was so funny and i loved it so much!! the ending was the best. and there’s also a second part from lance’s pov so make sure to read that too
“So that was…” “If you say painless I’m shoving you into another snowdrift.” “Okay, that’s fair. But you got a lollipop!” “That you stole from pediatrics.” “I’m a very good date.”
Lance accidentally crashes into his new neighbor in front of their
mailboxes and somehow ends the night with a very attractive (and
slightly concussed) date.
this is the first part of True Love or Something and i just started reading it but i am in love with it. cneiurnhcr wish i could talk more about this but i am only at the seventh part but i promise you this is an amazing series and you should read it
okay real talk why are fic-inspired edits so unpopular on tumblr?? i see a fic edit like once a month and it has like 39 notes even if it’s really good??? this is such a great way to promote the writer aND to share your love for the fic with the world cmon Make Fic Edits The Real Deal 2K16
Summary: A top student, marks always high. College was not a dream for her…Except she didn’t have enough money. Her parents never earned much so they literally took care of themselves. Her boss acting as a dick towards her she quited her job. Even though she had no idea what she let herself into this was her only option.