reasons i'm not sleeping

anonymous asked:

i kept thinking about heavy and medic getting married and how medic is now related to the mess of a man that is soldier. sorry if this is so sudden haha i dont wanna talk about this on my own tumblr,,,

It’s okay, I love Heavy/Medic! ♡´・ᴗ・` ♡ But yeah, I think it’s always interesting to think about these family relationships and how they would work out. This actually reminds me of one of @corporalfire‘s fanfics where Medic is spending Christmas Smissmas with Heavy’s family and Soldier is there as well: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9052243

A lot of fics and prompts and ideas and what have you have Draco and Harry hyphenate their last name when they’re married. For example: Malfoy-Potter.

Well. Imagine they were avidly against double-barrelled surnames (because they couldn’t agree whose should come first), but they also couldn’t really settle on just one surname, so they each go by their own–Draco uses “Malfoy”, Harry uses “Potter”, and it’s fine. Most of the time, that is.

It’s fine until one of them pisses the other off, and then a quick way to make them even more pissed is to switch the surnames–especially in public.

Consider: Harry cuts into Draco’s primping time before a ministry function, and Draco is prickly the whole night because he has a ritual, okay, it takes time to look as good as he does, Harry. So. Draco’s peeved, and they get to the ministry thing.

Harry has the odious pleasure of various meet-and-greets with the attendees.

“Harry P–” he starts to say, but Draco jumps in smoothly.

“Malfoy. We’re married now, dear, remember?”

Harry glares at him, but can’t say anything right there in the middle of the auditorium, and the couple Harry’s been introducing himself to titter into their hands and exchange meaningful looks that make both Harry and Draco want to gag.

“Harry Malfoy,” the man greets him, and for the rest of the night, that’s all anyone will call him because it’s spread, or Draco has ensured every time he opens his mouth to introduce himself, he gets there first.

In retaliation, Harry signs Draco up for as many ridiculous mail-order shopping subscriptions he can get his hands on, because that’ll surely drive Draco mad.

The poor shop attendants who are in charge of these things scratch their heads confusedly at the order, but no, when they check, the slip is very firm on what it wants. They shrug but send the subscription out anyway.

For the next two weeks, an alarming number of owls arrive with booklets and pamphlets and magazines and instructional leaflets addressed to Mr. Draco Potter on all manner of topics from the latest maternity fashion to hair loss products and treatments.

Draco, of course, works himself up into a progressively bigger and nastier snit with each one that arrives while Harry sits back and watches, amused.

(Of course, until Draco comes after him, and they do say hell hath no fury like a  woman scorned. Whatever–it’s close enough.)

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I just reached the episode about Clay’s tape (finally, it was Tape 9 in the book I swear not Tape 11) and I have to stop the binge watch now because I am so drained, I think I’ve cried a river of tears. Just like when I read the book, I’ve never felt so sorry for someone as when Clay finds out he’s only there because Hannah needed him to hear her story; she needed him to know why. It wrecks me every time.

Originally posted by kiamkiamkiam

so apparently someone made a survey of favourite destiel fic authors (that someone being @unforth-ninawaters​), and somehow i’m ranked as 5th favourite????!?! thaNK YOU people who put my name down????? my mother is gonna be thrilled (and then ask why i’m not #1)

on another note, i’ve spent the last two days of my life painting my room purple after literally 8 years (and i mean literally, not figuratively, or exaggeratively), trying get my health up enough that i could paint a hecking wall. it. is. done. THE WALLS ARE PURPLE

I AM PLEASED

AND DEAR GOD I AM EXHAUSTED IT’S 3AM everything hurts i’m dying i need to sleep

k bye

links to all 65 of my destiel fics on ao3, because of reasons

some favourites:

and my newest fic (which i’m changing the summary for right now because nobody knows what it’s meant to be):

I GOT MY FRANK TURNER TATTOO TODAY I can’t express what this man means to me, what this album means to me, or what these songs mean to me. Frank is the reason I can still get up in the morning and the reason I make it to my bed in the evening, this man met me where I was and saved my life. He’s making it easier for me to exist. I now have a constant reminder that I can always be better 💖💞

some stuff like pretty blue girls and esper boys

  • me: (putting space before a question mark) ah, I've perfected the art of living the french lifestyle. I blend in perfectly. I am one of them now. I can feel the cheese flowing in my vein

Maybe there isn’t someone to tell you good night at the moment, but the moon will always be watching over you until someone does 🌙

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Finest girl I ever met in my whole life, wanna take her home, make her my wife.
Knew she was a freak when she started talking…

anonymous asked:

no hq for your phone?! how about your computer background?

Ahhh yes! Right now my laptop background is some fantastic merman au drawn by @amalasdraws and it’s so distractingly beautiful!!