scrapbook of adventures

Summer Bucketlist (2016)

- Make a summerplaylist filled with new jams.
- Change my hair.
- Midnight Swimming.
- Build a fort of pillows, lights and blankets in my room (with someone).
- Have a movienight (with someone).
- Have a Disney movienight (with someone).
- Have a Keira Knightley Marathon.
- Get a summerjob (and finally save up money!!!).
- Roadtrip, no matter if you do it with a bike, bus, train or car.
- Stay up for 24 hours.
- Have a paint fight.
- Sit on a roof and watch the view carefully.
- Sleep under the stars.
- Watch clouds all day, maybe with a friend, and do nothing else.
- Be outside more than on social media.
- Actually hang out with people.
- Write letters and put them in stranger’s mailboxes.
- Play the piano more often.
- Make new friends.
- Have a water balloon fight.
- Have many picnics.
- Take a artsy photoshoot by going off to different locations.
- Compliment a complete stranger.
- Hold up a sign saying “free hugs”.
- Put a sticky note onto someone’s car saying something.
- Go somewhere new.
- Be a hippie for a day.
- Have a huge sleepover.
- Get to know someone.
- Watch a sunrise and sunset.
- Read for a day.
- Photobooth pictures.
- Surprise someone.
- Do something you normally wouldn’t do.
- Learn something new (a language or place or whatsoever).
- Go camping in my backyard.
- Make “paparazzi” pictures with @udabesthing (which we’ve been planning for years now, lol).
- Finish another book.
- Get my first book on Amazon.com
- Try to vlog big events or cool happenings throughout summerbreak.
- Go for many, many walks with Esther.
- Make a summer scrapbook/journal.

Imagine Your OTP

Imagine your OTP together.

Imagine them being domestic, pressing sleepy kisses to each other’s faces as one of them makes breakfast.

Imagine them cuddling up on the couch, eating reheated pasta because neither of them are up for going out to eat.

Imagine them kissing, not frantically or desperately, but casually, over mugs of hot cocoa, as snowflakes fall outside.

Imagine them giggling over nothing at 3 AM, because they’re so happy and in love with each other.

Imagine them discussing what to name their children, in a hypothetical sort of way, in between conversations about work schedules and dinner plans.

Imagine them hosting dinner for their friends, telling the story of how they got together as they serve homemade casserole.

Imagine them playing card games on a tattered couch as the rain pours out the window.

Imagine them bantering about mundane things, with fond smiles, while their friends roll their eyes good-naturedly.

Imagine them grocery shopping together, debating who gets to push the cart, and deciding whether they need milk or not.

Imagine them looking over scrapbooks, discussing all of the adventures they’ve had so far, hand in hand.

IMAGINE YOUR OTP TOGETHER

anonymous asked:

my gf and I are makin a list of date ideas for the summer do u have any suggestions?? 💓

this is adorable and i would love to see your completed list!

my first suggestion: make a summer scrapbook to document all your adventures! have a page for each bucket list item with photos, funny things that happened, ticket stubs, etc.  

  • try (and fail) several pinterest DIY crafts
  • bring a blanket and attend to a local outdoor concert
  • start a book club between yourselves (i.e. read independently, or out loud to each other, with discussion questions)
  • hide and seek in ikea
  • start a mini herb garden or terrarium
  • beach bonfire with volleyball competition
  • host a dinner party
  • twister with paint (wear white shirts for keepsake)
  • hangout with animals at local shelter
  • make homemade ice cream (i know the salt+shaking method) or popsicles! get creative
  • couples massages
  • build/paint a bird house
  • stay up all night and attend a dawn yoga class
  • kayaking/canoeing/paddleboarding
  • spin art?
  • complete a coloring book together
  • stargaze - download an app or find an online guide
  • draw with sidewalk chalk
  • drive in movie theater!
  • make smores!
  • fly kites
  • hike and picnic at a local national park
  • trip to the beach or lake! bonus: skinny dipping?
  • fruit/berry picking!
  • if you have young siblings/family members: help set up a lemonade stand
  • win each other something at a fair or carnival
  • kiss on top of a ferris wheel
  • scavenger hunt in mall/zoo (could potentially be a group date idea, with couples as teams)
  • water gun or water balloon fight
  • sleep outdoors (real camping, backyard camping, rv camping, trampoline camping)
  • body paint each other
  • buy local produce at farmers market, then bake/cook together
  • tie dye!
With You By My Side - Ten (finale)

A/N: FINAL part you guys.. Thank you so much for sticking with me trough this series.  You are all amazing! And I’m sorry….. Shout out to my beta @thorne93.

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: ALL THE FUCKING ANGST. Character death. Entire part is Jensen’s POV

Worcount: 1660

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JENSEN’S POV.

It had been a week since we came home from the hospital. The first couple of days she had been fine, moving around in the house, watching movies with me on the couch, but on day four we had to move everything down to the guest room since she was no longer able to climb the stairs. Yesterday she didn’t manage to get out of bed at all, and the doctors are now talking hours, maybe a day.

As I sit by the breakfast table, alone, I call my mom to let her know what’s going on. We don’t talk for long because dad are already packing their bags. He had loaded them in the car before we hang up. My parents love (YN), they always have. I still remember the lecture my mom gave me after I brought (YN) to Dallas for the first time.

“She’s special to you, Jensen. I can tell by the way you look at her and how she looks at you. You should just tell her how you feel now so that you can start your lives together, I guarantee you’re going to regret it if you don’t.”

The all too familiar lump forms in my throat as I replay her words in my head. I know that my mind should be here, in the present, that I should savor every moment we have left, but it’s hard not to dwell on all the things we’ve missed out on in the past, and the things we will miss out on in the future. I shoot a quick text to Jared, telling him that she’s nearing the end of her life, letting him know that if they want to say goodbye they should probably come over soon.

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YOOOOOO I found a video of Olivia Olson singing Seeing Red from Marcy’s Super Secret Scrapbook and it’s so fantastic!! Also it makes me super happy that Olivia loves her character so much. 

Be Mine- Newt Scamander x Reader

Valentine’s Day special

A/n: so I decided to post this early. I may or may not have a headcanon or drabble up on Valentine’s day, but here is the imagine I was talking about :) I would also like to let you all know that you are all beautiful, wonderful, talented, smart, and loved. Have a good day and Valentine’s Day you lovely people <3

Warnings: mass quantities of fluff ahead


You awoke to faint sunlight seeping into your room as you stretched your arms up with a slight yawn. Sleepily, you turned over to look for Newt, however, the freckled man was nowhere in sight. You untangled the sheets from your legs and let your feet touch the hard wooded surface of the floor boards. A shuffling was heard down the stairs, and you had assumed that it was Newt, but you had no idea as to why in Merlin’s name he was up so early. Before you left your room, you glanced over at the calendar that sat above Newt’s desk. The bold black letters spiraled into and intricate display of the date, which just so happened to read ‘February 14.’

Today was Valentine’s Day.

You had known that it was approaching, it’s not like you forgot. Valentine’s Day just wasn’t that big of a deal to you. You had never had anyone to share Valentine’s Day with, so the thought of it just simply faded into it being a regular day. You still wanted to get Newt a little gift though, he was your boyfriend after all, and you did love him dearly. You turned back and opened up the chest at the side of your bed to pull out a box draped in white paper and ribbon, and then proceeded to head down to the kitchen.

Today might not have been a huge day to you, but to Newt, it was everything. He was aware that you never had anyone to share it with, and he was quite saddened at the thought. You had told him how your usual Valentine’s Day activities consisted of simply going to work or maybe enjoying some wine by yourself, and Newt understood that this wasn’t a bad thing, but he wanted to do something more for you. Of course you deserved to have special attention and love all the time, but today was different. He had been up for hours putting his plan in action. A wave of emotions swirled within him. Most of it was excitement, some was full of anxiousness and nervous tension, but overall, he was ecstatic to see your reaction. He just hoped you would like it and wouldn’t think it was too extra…

You reached the bottom of the stares and Newt heard your footsteps softly pad across the floor. You were twiddling with the ribbon on your gift, and when you looked up, you were greeted with an unexpected surprise and a smiling Newt.

“Surprise love!” he beamed with a wide grin as he rolled up his sleeves more.

A miraculous scene was laid out on display in front of your eyes. Little paper hearts of pastel shades of pink and lilac fluttered around the room while crimson rose petals danced wildly with them. A few candles flickered across the table tops, allowing a sweet scent of vanilla to mix in with the flowery scent coming from the floral vase in the center of it all. Next to those sat a plate of assorted decorated chocolates and chocolate covered strawberries, ones similar to those from your first date. Glistening lights decorated the interior of the kitchen as well, twinkling ever so softly.

You brought a hand up to your mouth as a tear began to slip from your eye. In all your life, you had never expected something like this. All the effort and love that had been whisked into this had overwhelmed you. You had not expected such an act to come from Newt, and how he managed to keep it all undercover bewildered you.

“N-Newt what, h-how!?”

He strode over and wrapped you in a hug, slightly throwing you off balance. He pecked your lips eagerly and his lips curled into a smile.

“I had to surprise my darling somehow, and there are lots of hiding spaces in the case dear.”

You were still baffled as to how the man had managed to hide all of his supplies with his curious creatures, but you were still too shocked to question him.

“I-I only got you this, now I feel bad,” you trailed off, feeling slightly disappointed in yourself now as you peered down at your gift box. Newt pressed a reassuring kiss to your lips.

“Hush, I wanted to do this for you because you deserve it, especially today. Now come on, I got you a gift too!”

He pulled you gently along to where he had a simple and wrapped gift dressed in silver paper.

“I wanted to do red, but they were all out at the shops, so I got silver instead.”


A laugh escaped your lips, making Newt’s smile grow twice its size. You softly handed him his gift and scanned his expressions for some type of reaction. He began to carefully rip away the paper until he reached a box, and inside he found something that warmed his heart.

He wasn’t expecting a handmade scrapbook of all the adventures you had to be in his hands, yet there it was. The book was bound tightly and each page was decorated with the two of your faces on them. There was the time you were tracking a group of dragons and you had a campout, complete with snuggling by the fire and everything. There was the time where you welcomed Frank, the majestic thunderbird, into his new temporary home in the case. There was even the time where you two had done nothing on a rainy day except snuggle together with warm mugs of tea, and this photo was his favorite because of how beautiful and carefree you appeared. Tears began to form in his eyes, for he knew you must have spent hours working on this. Each photo was paired with captions and keepsakes from those times, and Newt was overwhelmed. His chest swelled with love and gratitude as he looked back at you with an adoring gaze.

“D-Do you like it? Is it enough? I really wanted to-,” you tried to say, but you were cut off by Newt’s lips attacking yours. You put your arms gently around his neck as he picked you up off the ground slightly, his arms snuggly around your waist.

“Y/n this is absolutely remarkable! This is one of the most wonderful things I’ve ever received, no, it is the most wonderful thing!” he beamed as smile mirrored one another. He set you back onto the ground again lightly, and he went to go and handed you your own gift.

He watched you remove the paper and reveal a black and grey (dress/shirt whichever one you like best). You held it up to your chest, as if trying to view how it looked on you.

“Newt, this is gorgeous!”

He grinned and pressed another kiss to your cheek, ‘Not as gorgeous as you are.”

You blushed, “I love you Newt, and thank you, for everything you’ve done today.”


“I love you too,” he whispered, “Now go ahead and put that on, and I’ll show you the rest of your surprise after.”

“Newt.”

“Shh, Y/n I told you I wanted to do this for you,” he paused to kiss your hand tenderly as if you were royalty, “I want to make today special. Now go put your gift on darling.”

You nodded before kissing him and leaving the room, wondering as to what the surprise could be. You closed the door to your shared room and slipped it on over your head, and then you proceeded to touch up your hair. It didn’t take you too long, but you still took a bit longer than usual. With a faint color, you smoothed over your lips, and headed back down, only to be greeted by an empty room.

“Newt?” you called, readjusting your outfit. You wandered to where the display of colors was, yet you did not find him. However, you did notice that the sweets he had gotten you were missing and in their places rested a crinkled note, the kind that appeared as if it had been stuffed inside of a pocket.

You walked over, the heels of your shoes clicking against the surface of the floor and you held the piece of paper in your hands.

Dear Y/n,
I’m in the case, love. You may think this is peculiar, or maybe you think it’s foolish, but well, the rest of the surprise is in the case. I wanted to make the surprise special.
Love,
Newt
P.s, May I suggest going to the bowtruckle tree?


You shook your head and laughed to yourself while your heart swelled from the thoughtfulness. Of course he would go above and beyond and be as extra as he could. You took a few moments to blow out the candles, since Newt had left them burning still and thus your home would burst into flames, before you continued to follow Newt’s note. You still couldn’t understand the man’s thought process, but regardless of how strange he could be, you loved him all the same.

Minutes later you found yourself inside of the case saying greetings to the creatures and heading down to where the bowtruckle tree was. For some reason Newt had wanted you to go there, and although you found it out of the ordinary, you were still touched by his gestures. The atmosphere within the case was just as lively as ever. The air was fresh, like that of a forest in the springtime or a field of flowers in the summer, and all of the creatures chattered and moved about. The grass was cool against your ankles, as the dew had yet to be soaked up. By the time you arrived at the tree, you were stunned once more.

A small picnic rested near the tree and spread out on the grass. The simple setting was lovely in your opinion, as it was not too extravagant, yet it was still stunningly exquisite. The sweets from earlier sat just as poised as before, except now they were also paired with sparkling plates and a few of your other favorite foods as well. Everything was set nicely on the surface of a woven blanket and finished off with a think line of petals.

Your jaw began to drop slightly, and you felt slightly overwhelmed from all of the love and time that Newt had put into everything out there. Every detail in itself was fostered from hours of thought and effort to create the finished product, and you felt nothing short of royalty. In your shocked sense, you still noticed Pickett on the tree, which was highly unusual considering he had a certain attachment to your boyfriend.

You giggled and extended your arm out, allowing the little bowtruckle walk onto you. Pickett always found you a delight, especially since you didn’t mind if he hid in your pocket when Newt wasn’t around or you let him play in your hair too, and was more than happy to join you.

“Hello Pickett, how are you doing today?” you asked, only to be answered by little noises and chirps. However, from the tone, you assumed he was doing quite well. You smiled back down at the leafy little creature, until he started tapping you. You instantly felt concerned since you thought that you had misjudged him and something really was wrong, however, that didn’t seem to be the case. His tapping only seemed giddy, as if something exciting was happening in his mind. Pickett saw that you weren’t understanding his frenzy, so he used his little arms to gesture in a direction. Furrowing your eyebrows in a bit of confusion, you spoke to him again.

“Pickett I don’t understand what are you pointing at, I-,”

You turned slightly in the direction of where Pickett was flailing, and you had to do everything to keep from dropping him in shock and a river of tears.

Pickett wasn’t pointing at a direction. He was pointing at Newt, who was now currently in front of you, down on one knee, nervously shaking, and with a black velvet box caressed tightly in his hand.

You stared at him with shock, confusion, and excitement flooding and pooling within your pupils. Your heart was racing at lightning speed and words got caught in your throat as if you were choking. Newt noticed your shocked expression and formation of tears as he began to speak.

“Y-Y/n Y/l/n, in my eyes, you have always been the most beautiful, intelligent, kind-hearted, gorgeous, considerate, and passionate person to ever exist. Since the day I first asked you to dinner, I knew that you were unique and sweet and everything that anyone could ever hope to find in someone. As the dates and dinners and adventures continued, I found myself falling more and more in love with you. There was simply something about you that kept drawing me into you. I have never met anyone who has ever even come close in comparison to you. You accept my profession and all the chaos it brings about, you accept my beasts, but most of all though, you love and accept me for who I am and I don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not. Y/n, love, what I’m trying to say past all of my rambling is that I love you, I truly and honestly do with every ounce of my heart and with every beat it makes. You’ve been the most important person in my life. You steal my breath like you stole my heart all those years ago and Y/n, I-I want to ask if I, if I can make you a part of my life, forever. I love you Y/n Y/l/n, and will you make me the happiest man alive, will you marry me?”

He anxiously awaited for some type of reaction from you, and he only hoped it was positive. He knew that you loved him, but he was still incredibly nervous, who wouldn’t be? He saw tears roll down your cheeks and he began to fear the worst, thinking you were scared or nervous or upset with him for asking such an absurd question. His heart began to slowly be dragged down in his chest by his anxiety, but it resurfaced once you began to stutter words out.

“Y-yes, of course I will Newt! I j-just can’t believe this is happening,” you said with your hands still shaking slightly and with Pickett still comfortably standing on you. Newt’s worries washed away as he stood up to kiss you.

His hand swept up to brush away the stranded tears on your cheek. Delicately, his lips took yours into a deep and passionate kiss. They molded together like melted chocolate and you felt him tug slightly on your bottom lip. Your arms wrapped around him and wove through his curls effortlessly. He smelt of cinnamon and soil, and he tasted like sweet mint on a winter night. Everything was simply and utterly perfect. He broke the slightly the whisper a flurry of ‘I love yous’ to which you replied back the same. Peppering your face between giggling, he slipped the ring onto your finger with ease. It was clearly crafted to fit you perfectly. His thumb rubbed over the shimmering gem and band, and you watched it sparkle in the light. Looking into his eyes you noticed the same sparkle, a flickering glimmer of passion and love.

You had never expected in all of your life to experience a Valentine’s Day such as this one, and you never expected a moment like this. The world could stop turning and all of the clocks in the world could stop ticking and you wouldn’t care.

You pulled him in closer to you, eagerly kissing his lips again. You felt his grin stretch through it and a wet drop slip down his own cheek. He finally had the most amazing person in the world as his fiancée, and he was beyond euphoric.

The kiss between you two broke as it was interrupted by Pickett who was trying to communicate. You allowed him to climb onto your finger as you raised your hand to eye level.

“You were his little helper weren’t you?” you asked the bowtruckle, which led to a happy response.

Newt kissed your forehead again before saying, “Well I needed a little help in setting your special day love. I couldn’t have you walking in before everything was ready.”

You held his hand in yours, “You’re the most remarkable man I’ve ever met.”

“Well you’re the most remarkable and beautiful and special person, Y/n. I’ll always love you, and I can’t wait to spend every day with you as my (wife/husband).”

“I love you too Newt, so much that it hurts sometimes, and I’ll always be by your side.”

You kissed his cheek, allowing a gentle blush to creep over his face. Your heart was over the moon in joy and radiating love to the point where it was suffocating, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Newt tugged your hand over to the beautiful placement of the picnic, ecstatic to enjoy a Valentine’s Day brunch with the love of his life, fiancée, and soon to be (wife/husband).

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bubbydays  asked:

I love this blogggg. Can u do random crack modern au facts about the characters?

I’m so glad to hear that you love the blog (and I hope that’s still true even through we’ve slowed down a bit!) I can certainly get you some modern au headcanons, and hopefully they’ll be light and fun enough for you!

Eren is terrified of needles. He doesn’t even know why, but he cannot take the sight of them. He was fine when he was younger, but at some point his brain just decided needles weren’t okay, and now he’ll have a panic attack or pass out if he sees one. He will steel himself and look away if he’s at the doctor and is required to get a shot because those are necessary. He will never get a flu shot, claiming that it’s not required and that he’d rather risk dying of influenza than get a shot (which his friends say is a little dramatic, but eh.) He also can’t donate blood because he will pass out if he looks at the needle or blood. Eren just can’t take the sight of needles, and others have to respect that. 

Mikasa loves to take photos and videos of everything. She’s a really skilled photographer and does have a fancy camera that she saved up for for years, and she takes the most beautiful photographs with it. She loves to take pictures of the people she knows and the places she’s been. And then she’ll make scrapbooks of all of her adventures, and those scrapbooks are always absolutely beautiful. The other side of this is that no one in the squad is safe from her camera. While she does take epically amazing photos of her friends, she also catches all of their worst moments, usually on her phone or Snapchat. Mikasa has more photographic dirt than anyone, and it’s kind of scary to think about sometimes because “Remember Christmas two years ago? Do you think she still has that one picture? Oh god, she probably does…”

Armin tends to get really absorbed into shows/books/movies he’s watching/reading, and will obsess over them. He knows every detail about the story, characters, and creation of the thing, and just gets so excited to talk about it. He just falls in love with fandoms easily because it’s something constant, unchanging, that he can latch onto and connect with. He’s the one that will debate with you about Harry Potter or Star Wars or whatever for hours on end, and will help you obliterate everyone at trivia night. And he actually keeps a lot of his obsessions to himself, but his close friends all know when he’s falling in love with something and make a point to ask him about it just to see his face light up. 

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Evan x reader who likes outdoors and plants (hcs)

Taking a break from the smut to write a bit of fluff! Hope you enjoy despite it being rushed!

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- both you and Evan adore the outdoors 

- you plan to visit every national park together and you have a cute little scrapbook of all your adventures (like the one from Up which is one of Evan’s favourite films)

- your dates are always somewhere outdoorsy - parks, forests, lakes. You both just feel at your most calm and most comfortable when you’re outside in the fresh air. 

- maybe you met at ellison state park where he worked as a ranger (maybe you found him after he broke his arm) (or maybe thats too sad and we should just focus on the happy stuff rn)

- you just love going for long walks together. They always have the perfect mix of talking and then just enjoying each other’s company in silence. 

- you definitely have your favourite places to go but once a month you go somewhere new 

- you both love this time spent together 

- You and Evan totally have matching walking boots - it’s so cute 

- not only do you both love the outdoors, you both love plants and gardening

- you buy him some succulents for his birthday and he just loves them?? Like he reads up on how to make them flourish and he does everything perfectly and soon he has so many of them and he loves them ok??

- (he has names for them all and its super cute, I’ll fight you)

- he always buys you lots of flowers and you have so many of them that soon you run out of things to put them in after you no longer has any glasses to drink out of since all of them are holding flowers

 - When you send cards to each other they always have plant puns 

- or you stick little notes in his locker with puns on like ‘Aloe you vera much ❤️' ‘I love spending thyme with you’ ‘We’re mint to be’

- (Evan adores them and every time he finds a new one he giggles and his nose scrunches up and he’s literally the cutest person ever)

- (and all of the notesl saved in your little scrapbook - I’m dedicated to this idea ok???)

- (Jared just sends you texts like “You two are unbeleafable” - he loves the both of you really despite his protests)

- Heidi often comes back from work to see you both in the garden with matching gardening gloves planting new flowers together in the Hansen backyard if you’re not being distracted by sharing a few kisses

- maybe your pet name for Evan is petal

- and maybe it makes him blush every time you call him that

 - ok so when you move in together your garden is beautiful and has so many plants and flowers and a little bench and you just love it

- like when you are looking for a house your only criteria is that it has a big garden

- you love to go round garden centres together and pick out your favourite plants and if you didn’t set a budget the two of you would literally end up spending hundreds on flowers and shrubs for your garden

- I’m getting so carried away but I just love this idea so much and I’m sorry these were rushed I just got excited

I headcannon that Lance and Hunk secretly journal/draw/scrapbook their adventure together (highlighting their favorite, funniest and most heartwarming moments together) and that they will reveal it to the team once they fill up the first book. No one else on the team knows they are artistically gifted, or noticed when they took epic ninja pictures, so it will be a really fun surprise. It’s working title is, “LEGendary Memories.”

Apologies for my absence lately, friends. I couldn’t give you a good explanation before today because a certain someone follows my blog and I didn’t want to spoil the surprise.

For the past several months, I’ve been working on a huge surprise for my girlfriend. I put together a scrapbook with photos, memories, and adventures from our entire relationship.

At the end, I wrote a proposal.

Friends, she said yes!

I’m getting married!

-KJ