see what i mean by my faces.

The Extra Stocking

Taylor sat in the living room cuddled up under a blanket glancing out the window admiring the beautiful snow. She was so happy to be back relaxing in London for a while. While she loved getting to perform again, and she was so excited about her new album and so happy that the fans seemed to love it, part of her had begun to miss the simplicity of her life with Joe at their London house. The past year of escaping from the public eye had allowed her to gain perspective and realize that she was much happier when she created a balance in her life. She could still interact with fans and do what she loves in her career, while also knowing when it was time to take a few weeks off and just relax with her family and friends, and most importantly her perfect angel boyfriend.

Joe interrupted her thoughts as he entered the room.

“Mum just texted me and said we should come over around 6ish for dinner. She has already been asking me all about your favorite foods and deserts, because she wants your birthday dinner to be perfect” he explained as he lifted up Taylor’s blanket and sat down next to her before pulling her onto his lap.

“Oh my god that’s so sweet of her. I’m sure I will love anything she makes” Taylor responded while cuddling up to Joe.

She thought it was so thoughtful that his family wanted to celebrate her birthday with a special dinner. She had only been 28 for about a day, but she could already feel that it was going to be a great year.

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its weird but like… yall trynna be shady on anon or w/e about how maybe we (the folks who havent seen tlj) dont know whats going on with tlj are so dumb!! ive read every spoiler/leak/review that could possibly exist. ive seen the dialogue for the whole ugly movie. im well informed sis. and unlike you, i dont need to see finn being slapped in the face or tazed or w/e to understand how awful those things are. idk what it is with you dumbasses but… just cause some ppl wanna watch the film (for w/e reason idgaf) doesnt mean i need to. my thoughts/reactions are valid w/o giving LF my time and money lmao! im not a fucking masochist and star wars doesnt mean that much to me; if i dont wanna watch it bitch im not gonna watch it!! and guess what?? i still know w/o a shadow of a doubt that its a deeply and violently antiblack and antilatinx movie!! and im gonna keep ripping it apart so get with the program hoe!

significant other

this is the second part for significant other! read the first part here. i forgot to describe so many things + there’s so many typos, i promise i’ll fix the grammar soon! also, there were only two ppl that asked to be tagged, so i’m putting you two in front, @toziuh, @liza-too, thanks you guys!

ps, is it worth enough to get another part? 

what was that?

who was that?

was it that asthmatic kid?

you mean eddie kaspbrak? yeah, might be.

what happened?

why did he rush out of the class so fast?

i don’t know, but did you see richie tozier’s face?

oh my god, are they fags?

eddie felt like someone took his choice to breathe, like someone just inhaled all the oxygen in the world, to keep it away from him. even if it was just theoretical (his choking wasn’t, though) richie tozier did it every damn second and he probably wasn’t even aware, he didn’t know how much eddie liked him.

until this essay.

but now, it didn’t matter. he was sitting down, leaning against the dirty walls in the high school, that he attended with the other losers.

they never grew apart, they grew even closer to each other’s hearts, through the years. one of their decisions, more like dreams was to get into the same high school, so they did.

“eddie, are you ok-kay?” bill rushed in first, kneeling down to eddie, his eyes running all over him. eddie already got his inhaler pushed to his lips as he took an inhale from it a minute ago.

his heart was still racing from the sudden panic, but he could at least breathe now. it was all blurry for him after few days, or at least he told everyone so. he didn’t want to remember this day. he couldn’t face richie, ever again.

“do you love him?”


“richie, do you love richie.”

“don’t be fucking stupid, stanley.” eddie raised his voice at the taller boy, his thick eyebrows shrugging as he covered himself up with a blanket, wrapping it around him.

eddie didn’t leave the house since what happened, he knew if he showed up, the attention would glare to him and he would beyond embarrassed about what happened four days back. it was almost a week, he was making more and more excuses just to keep a distance between school and maybe richie, too.

but stanley wasn’t stupid. in a fact, he might have been scared easily and could be described as jumpy, yet he was really smart and figuring out what was up with eddie was easier than a puzzle.

he wasn’t stupid enough to believe eddie neither, he was sure eddie had a thing for that trashmouth. he didn’t know why, how, but he knew and decided to help him – or more like make eddie admit it, this couldn’t be the rest of his week. he had to man up at this point.

“why do you care. it’s not like you’re any better, acting like a magnet when around bill.” eddie said almost angrily, making stanley blush.

“seriously, eddie? i’m just trying to help you. just admit it, you like him and if you don’t tell him, you’ll never know if he likes you back. and if that doesn’t make you get up, you should know that he needs you. even if as a friend. richie had some shitty days too while you were on your self-pity vacation.”

“what do you mean?” eddie muttered, trying to untie from the mess he has made when he surrounded himself with all the warm and comfy blankets.

stanley looked at him the way he would look at a complete idiot – eddie thought, maybe he did. even stan knew what happened? how many things can a fifteen years old teenager miss in four days?

“tell me.” eddie said, returning stanley his look. he was scared and it was written in his eyes. he worried about richie.

stanley inhaled deeply, sitting down next to eddie. to the exact place where richie would always sit. “his mother died.” he said almost whispering, making eddie stop breathing immediately. he didn’t know what to say, he didn’t know if stanley was waiting for a response. it didn’t matter now, eddie was speechless. he was broken, he had to see him. now.

but he didn’t, at least not in the same day. stanley stopped him before he could even get up, but he was right. richie needed some time. he gave it to him, he gave him a day. but he couldn’t keep waiting, not anymore.

he ran, feeling aching pain is knees that kept getting worse only. he thought he would fall, if he doesn’t, he’ll definitely die from asthma attack. he didn’t care now, even when he felt his lungs about to burst as he wasn’t getting enough oxygen, he didn’t slow down until he bumped into wooden doors that belonged to richie’s house.

“ri…” he tried to strain out as he reached his fanny pack to grab his inhalator and immediately used it.

while leaning with his hands against the door, he thought it was safe, until he heard someone grab the door handle, opening the door – making eddie fall.

he thought he would fall on the ground, until he saw richie’s surprised and shocked face as he literally fell into his arms, making his heart beat faster than before by this action.

“i’m so sorry, i’m so stupid. i should have never leave you without expla–”

“shhh.” richie mumbled, hugging eddie and pushing him more closer, letting his hand slid on the pretty boy’s red cheeks as he tried to comfort him. he knew eddie was crying, out of breath and looked like he just left the swamp. yet he pulled him as close as he could, closing his eyes as he tried to comfort eddie, but also enjoy this moment. it was the first time he hugged eddie like this, the first time he felt something different about eddie, a warm feeling as the butterflies approached his stomach, making richie starve for more of this. it was billion times better than trashmouthing eddie. how did they get from there to this so fast, was it even gonna last?

eddie couldn’t pick his breath, he wanted to say so many things. from how sorry he is that he wasn’t there when his mother died to the point where he should explain why he never told richie he liked him and told the entire class filled by random people first. he still felt guilty, but

 richie’s touch made him feel less of it. he felt less of a shit and wondered, if richie felt the same, or if he hugged him just like that, with no other intentions.

Darker aspects.

“You are not as I believed you to be,” it says. 

It. Her. Me? 

It looks just like me! Well, except the thing with transparent nature, grey color and very dark areas under “my” eyes. 

“Oh?” I manage to reply.

She floats, turns upside-down and looks at me with a most peculiar look.

“Well - as I am supposed to be your darker aspects, all that you don’t want to see or acknowledge with yourself - I expected you to be… the lighter aspects of… well, you.“

“What… do you mean?”

She turned around a bit, looked at the little shack. I noticed her embarrassed face from the back of her head since I could see through her.

“Ah, I don’t want us to get off to a bad start, after all, I am something one is not supposed to love or embrace, so I thought I wanted to give you a really good first impression. Silly me to always say what I think and feel, one should be more polite, I need to train those skills.”

She stops. Looks at me, bows and says:

“You are most welcome to my home, dearest. Long time, no see! Would you like me to get you something?”

I follow her in as I don’t have the conscience to say that she can't make me anything, but I stop when I see her take something down from a little shelf and begins to cook in a kettle.

Instead, I try to start a new conversation.

“So. You are my darker aspects…?”

She nods and smiles. The dark areas under her eyes make it look scary.

“Yes, I am! I am you - at your service! You came to me for a reason and I know you are curious about just that. You are here because of your negative thought patterns. Mostly, because you think you can save the world.You think that you alone are the answer to all. I have to inform you that this is not correct.”

She sighs and looks down at the kettle.

“I guess we can wave goodbye to that great first - and second impression, right?”

Cosmic Backyard’s Christmas Calendar 2017:
Christmas Corner Part 13

Sitting on my bed
Tears in my eyes
Sadness all over me
‘Cause I let you go
And ran away
I said it’s 'cause I’ve no feelings
but now I realize that I lied
realized that I’m just afraid of love
Always craving for it
and now it was closer than ever before
and I let it go
although I could’ve had everything
but my fears were too big
too afraid you could start
to see me in a different light
too afraid you could start
to hate me
too afraid you could start
to use your mean voice someday
'Cause that’s what always happens
tears in my eyes
running down my face
'cause I know
I’ll never find someone like you
'Cause I know
You were the one I was always waiting for
'Cause I know
That I lost you forever
And even if I find someone new
I’m too afraid of doing the same mistake
'Cause I’m nothing else than
afraid of love.
—  Afraid of love, J.

anonymous asked:

My exams are almost oveeeeeeeeer!!! So @squad, what are your exact rankings at school?

Nova: in the American school system there’s not really a ranking system. well at least how E remembers it. Everyone just gets their grades. if you were in this percentage you’d get an award like honors or something like and there’s a few different ones. I mean i think the school keeps track to see who is Valedictorian or the person giving the closing speech at graduation. that’s usually the highest grade and extra group stuff. That won’t be me.

Jack: haha same. Not even close

Roman: i wish.

Sol:….i dunno, i get smiley faces on my work. 

Viktor: what now?

Missy: normally I’d say I have the highest grade….but…

Nova; someone’s gotta compete with Connor *nudges her* I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes.

Jack: seriously. 

Missy: I can beat him! Maybe…*blushes* Oh god.

Connor: Why do you keep getting questions when I’m not here?

Nova: Why do you keep wandering off?

Connor: Umm…..good point

Nova; psst, I should get to be valedictorian for that.


Connor: haha sorry you gotta actually beat me in grades princess. 

Nova; ah! four eyes with confidence? I can’t deal! *Runs off

Missy: same fam *follows

Connor: I-I was just joking…..I’m sorry


anonymous asked:

So normally I'm wholly against stupid, mushy nicknames unless they're to get a rise out of my friends and boyfriend. I'm kind of a jerk that way. So on a scale of 1 to blush, how would Bahadur react if I called him Baha-bear? Honestly, it made me cringe at first but I see potential to have fun with this. *evil laugh*

Surely you must know the answer to this, anon. His face would turn bright red in an instant. He’d squirm. He’d ask the gods what he did to deserve such cruelty.

…But, to be honest, most affectionate nicknames would get a similar reaction. Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be secretly a little thrilled about them.

Here’s the translation for the Makoto & Haru Side Story from the Free! Take Your Marks pamphlet, leading up to when Makoto and Haru arrive in Tokyo via the overnight bus. This also explains how Haru got his driver’s license. Enjoy~

Free! Take Your Marks Pamphlet: Side Stories
Makoto & Haru

Makoto: I hope we can find a nice apartment for you, Haru.

Haru: It’s the first time I’ve been on an overnight bus.

Makoto: Yeah. When I got my acceptance letter, I came to Tokyo with my dad via the shinkansen (bullet train). Fufu, I’m looking forward to the bus trip, Haru.

Haru: Yeah, oh by the way, congrats on your acceptance, Makoto.

Makoto: Thank you, Haru! It was pretty tough. After our competition I was just studying every single day.

Haru: English was the hardest at the end, right?

Makoto: Yeah, I just can’t seem to get the hang of English. I always think Rin’s amazing [since he can speak it].

Haru: Yeah, that’s true.

Makoto: Oh by the way, aren’t you taking driving lessons along with Rin?

Haru: Yeah, he cajoled me into taking it withi him.

Makoto: Haha, that’s very Rin-like. So, is driving hard?

Haru: Not really if you get used to it.

Makoto: I see, that’s awesome. So you both have your driver’s licenses now. I need to get mine too…

Haru: ……

Makoto: Eh, wait, Haru. What’s that face?

Haru: It’s nothing.

Makoto: That’s not true! You’re making the kind of face that seems like you’re saying that I wouldn’t be able to pass the driving test.

Haru: Not at all. Although, if you do get your license, we should borrow a rental car and drive back to Iwatobi together.

Makoto: Eh, really? Then I’ll try my best!

Haru: Well…on second thought, I’ll drive.

Makoto: Hey wait, what do you mean? C’mon Haru~~!!


OK BUT THIS IS SO GOOD like pearl has absolutely no idea and jaspers just  internally LOSING IT

The boys with some queer-y flags :D
Let me know who you want me to do next, what what you headcanon their sexuality as/what’s portrayed in the show!

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Pining Keith vs. Pining Shiro

Pining Keith

  • “Shiro!“ Keith shouted desperately in Episode 1 and Episode 2 and Episode 3 and Episode 4 and 
  • “Your friend desperately wants to see you“
  • “If it wasn’t for you my life would have been a lot different“
  • “hey Shiro would you mind gathering me into your beefy arms while I bury my face in your beefy shoulder looking like I’ve never been more content in my life. no homo”
  • I mean
  • what you don’t understand is I’d catch a grenade for ya, I’d set off explosions for ya, I’d beat up 3 men for ya, I’d fight a ridiculously overpowered alien overlord for ya, I’d jump over a canyon for ya, I’d search through every inch of the universe for ya
  • this look
  • also 
  • are you kidding me
  • “what do you mean the fact that Shiro is missing is not the end of the universe. it sure fucking feels like it is”
  • “As many times as it takes“ but don’t bother keeping track, I’ve already lost count

Pining Shiro

  • “Keith…“ said Shiro softly in Episode 1 and Episode 2 and Episode 3 and Episode 4 and 
  • “That really stayed with you, didn’t it“ oh my god baby, even after all this time you remember what I told you, I’m in mortal peril but I suddenly feel so warm and fuzzy
  • warm. and. FUZZY
  • “I know what it looks like but contrary to what you all might think I did not accidentally superglue my hand to Keith’s shoulder“
  • it was on purpose
  • “Keith is so amazing the only pilot capable of pulling off those amazing maneuvers and of navigating through an enemy warship on his own  and of piloting the Black Lion in case anything happens to me and of leading Voltron and”
  • THIS fucking look
  • and 
  • 99% of other looks Shiro gives Keith basically
  • “Keith what do you think you’re doing going on a roadtrip with Allura, come back right now!“
  • “IT’S GOOD TO HAVE YOU BACK….. ….. ….. oh yeah you too Allura. I guess.“
  • “The potential alliance with Blade of Marmora is extremely important. Unless they hurt Keith then I will personally fight every single one of them“


Despite giving it their absolute best the contestants were too evenly matched! They did their best to outpine each other but it turned out to be impossible. Therefore the judges agreed that they will share the winner’s spot, in acknowledgement of the strength of their mutual pining. 


jin: “I live my life by one adage and that’s “don’t fuck with demons”

yoongi: “I’ve run the permutations through my little computer and all of them say you’re fucked.”

namjoon: “I love the thought of someone getting eaten by crabs.”

hoseok: if anyone is here please make a sound *sound happens* WHA T THE FUCK!!!!

jimin: “If I see people taller than me, I get concerned about them.”

taehyung: “May mean that you stick your finger in a butthole or two, that’s just— that’s just science”

jungkook: “Why don’t you punch me in the face, maybe smack me around a little? What are you, a wussy?”

DM: So you open the door, and there’s a statue in the middle of the back wall. There’s an inscription on the statue in Latin. Everyone roll insight to translate.
Zenwyn (fighter): 10
Oassian (paladin): 8
Cthod (rogue): 19!!!
DM: So Cthod can understand it, do you want to tell the group what it means?
Cthod: *starts cackling* I’m gonna write it in Thieves’ Cant
*none of the others know Thieves’ Cant
Oassian: I’m gonna swing my glaive at Cthod’s face
Cthod: okay okay I see the glaive and hold up my hands and tell them what the inscription means
DM: *crying a little bit* okay we’re going to have to wrap up for today

Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K


Word Count: 5,869

As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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some observations about framing:

so in the hand touch scene, the shots where we see Allura include Shiro, as if we’re looking over his shoulder:

…in other words, we’re in either an omniscient or third person POV, viewing the scene as an outsider. but in the shots of Shiro, Allura is not present except for her hand; we only see Shiro:

in other words: these shots are from Allura’s POV. this is, effectively, a first person perspective. we are viewing the scene through Allura’s eyes, which is why the shot follows the rise of Allura’s hand, with Shiro’s face not immediately visible, and only coming into view as her hand reaches the level of his face:

Allura, obviously, is looking at her own hand as she pulls up a viewscreen.

i’ve always found it really interesting that you can watch Shiro’s face get softer in real time in this scene, but it makes more sense when you consider that we are literally looking at Shiro through Allura’s eyes. when he’s sitting at his station at the beginning, we’re in an omniscient viewpoint, and he’s got his usual ‘concentrating on work’ expression:

this is what Shiro looks like, objectively, in an unbiased omniscient POV shot. but the other shots of Shiro are in Allura’s first person POV, which means that this is what Shiro looks like to Allura:

i repeat: this is how Shiro looks when seen through Allura’s eyes:

this is how Allura sees Shiro: young, and soft, and vulnerable. and really fucking pretty.

the obvious takeaway from this is that Allura has a huge crush on Shiro. and this also partly explains why Allura’s face looks the way it does when Shiro takes her hand, which brings me to the bonus crack part of this post:

…you’re welcome.

A contribution to the humans are weird trope.

One word: flashmob.

Just imagine, on a spaceship somewhere far, far away, there was a mixed alien and human crew doing their usual jobs. Suddenly, some music started playing over the speakers. The aliens were confused and asked the human technician to please turn it off because it was bothering the xertapians among the crew who could not concentrate. The technician tried to turn off the music but then one human started dancing to the music. And another human joined him. Soon, most of the human crewmembers were dancing in unison.

The alien captain turned to the human technician and said: “Human Anthony, what is happening?! Were they poisoned? Is there some form of mind control being exerted on them? Why are you not affected?”

Human Anthony replied: “Wait, what? That’s a flashmob. I can’t believe I am actually seeing one. I had seen videos floating around on the web but I never thought I would ever see it.”

“What is this… ‘flashmob’ you speak of, Human Anthony? Is it contagious?”

“Oh, it is some form of entertainment back on Terra. The dancers would plan ahead and create a choregraphy that they would do in a public space. It usually is a surprise. It seems pretty fun though, I think I’ll join in.”

“Human Anthony, you mean to tell me that you contort your body in these uncomfortable positions for fun? And that humans can move like this without sustaining injury?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty fun, but some people go way too far. I mean, my cousin once danced so much that she tore some ligaments in her leg. Didn’t stop her from going dancing again the next weekend. She is crazy, she aggravated her injury. Took a few more weeks to heal because she would not stop dancing. Well, I’m gonna go dance now, see you later!”

The captain turned towards his second in command and said, with the most terrified expression on his face “What are those humans made of? If this is how they act for entertainment, I never wish to encounter them in battle.”

Cordially, Jimin

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating: R (mentions of sex)

Word Count: 6,121

Summary: When you start work in your new office, the last thing you expect is a distraction. Especially not one as cute, witty and impossible to handle as Park Jimin. A story told through correspondence.  (fluff + humor)

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

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4 O’Clock || pjm



Summary: Your roommate keeps bringing boys over and you have thin walls. but that gives you a good excuse to go nap in your crush’s dorm.

Genre: fluff, college au

Length: 0.9k

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMIN!! also i totally didnt write a thing because i knew this would be the perfect gif nope

Originally posted by herthealbum

Mornings were Jimin’s favourite time of the day, the morning chorus would begin with a few birds at first, always singing a new tune with a sky streaked with pinks and purples as a background. But all of it was broken when he heard the door to his dorm slam open, turning in alarm to watch you rush in with your cheeks a dark shade of red.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” He asked turning on his balcony to face you with his arms crossed, the thin white curtains fluttered slightly in the wind and Jimin tried to suppress any feelings of happiness form showing on his face as he tried to make you explain the reason why you had barged into his dorm so early.

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you know what i love about my dirk gently ships? i love the character dynamics so much no matter whether they’re romantic or platonic. literally i just ship the characters in every way possible and even though i have a bias towards writing romance in my stories i would equally sell my soul just to see them all best friends forever. brotzly? could be hella gay, could also be a beautiful example of soft and emotionally validating male friendship. faranda? badass adorable gfs or badass adorable bffs, both good! bart and ken? either the cutest (and weirdest) damn couple in the universe or the beautiful hilarious pure male/female friendship we’ve all been waiting for. amanda and the rowdy 3? either wholesome polyamorous goodness or wholesome found family goodness. there are no wrong ways to ship anyone!!! beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!