some other kind of text post

Hey! You made it through the first week of Mental Health Month. Have you been following along with our weekly prompts? Last week was all about posting it for yourself. You’re the most important person in your life, you know? Gotta take care of yourself the best you can.

This week is about focusing on each other. Focus on being an encouraging and understanding friend, or part of a supportive community. Even just being there to listen or get leaned on can make a huge difference in someone’s life. There’s no wrong way to show kindness. Here are some other suggestions to bring this kind of supportive kindness to your Tumblr:

  • Create a post with positive message for someone going through a tough time. Make a text post, a video post, use stickers, make a GIF—whatever feels right to you.
  • Message someone a compliment. Maybe send them a sticker.
  • This is the positivity cat. Message it to 17 of your friends to give them positive vibes all month long. 🌞
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  • If you’re up for it, make a post that your ask box is open to anyone who needs to chat.
  • You’re never alone on Tumblr. Turn your dashboard into a mental health community and follow these search tags: #postitforward, #self-care, and #positivity.
  • Reblog and tag your friends on this post or mention them in the replies to remind them to drink water.

If you follow through, and we hope you do, make sure to tag your posts with #postitforward so other people can find your stuff.

We hope you have a good week, Tumblr. Don’t forget, we’re always here for you too. <3 

Oh yeah! Keep your eyes tuned for these Answer Times we put together just for Mental Health Month:

If you’re Autistic/ADHD reblog this + tag some of your favorite stims!


When Bucky comes home, the apartment is empty, which, admittedly, isn’t exactly what he had been expecting.

For as long as Bucky’s known him, Steve has never once failed to greet him when he’d get home on his birthday. Not back in Brooklyn, and certainly not since Bucky came back to live with the guy here in the Twentieth century.

Steve takes birthdays very seriously. Even when he shouldn’t – something Bucky has experienced first hand, more than once. Like that time Steve had insisted on baking him a birthday cake, despite the fact that Steve’s the kind of guy who can’t even boil water successfully. The mere memory makes Bucky’s throat constrict, and he quickly pushes the thought away before it can grow all too vivid.

He sets his bag down by the door and toes off his shoes. It’s a weird rule, but he knows that Steve will throw a minor fit if Bucky walks in with his boots on – especially seeing as it has been pouring rain all day long.

Bucky’s jacket is still dripping a little as he hangs it up. He pulls his metal fingers through his hair, knowing that it’s wet, even though the sensation registered by his nerve endings doesn’t translate exactly the same way as it would have with his other hand. It’s still an odd feeling. Tony’s been working hard on this new sensory module for his arm, and so far, Bucky is now able to actually feel a whole range of different things compared to what he had been before. Heat, cold, and pressure had always been there, but the little things… Those are what throw him off, still.

Like being able to feel the rain, for example. Which had been the reason why he’d decided to walk home in the first place, rather than take a cab – with the left sleeve of his jacket pulled up all the way to the elbow, just because he could.

The rain is his favorite sensation so far, and he’s already relishing in the thought of the similar, falling water in the shower he’s going to take in a matter of minutes, when he spots the Post-It note that’s been stuck to the center of the hallway mirror.

It’s in Steve’s handwriting – soft and curvy – and Bucky tugs it from the mirror with a curious frown. The note says a single word.

“Kitchen”

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BTS Ships as Sub-groups
  • Namjin: slow raps with soft vocals, release selcas everyday, Jin always sharing texts of Joonie being a dork, Joonie always sharing what he's working on and sleeping pics of Jin.
  • Yoonseok: the ultimate rapping duo, like popcorn, sometimes salty, sometimes sweet, light up the stage and constantly hype each other up, Yoongi never posts anything but J-Hope does more than enough for both.
  • Jikook: everybody is in love with them together even more than each of them separately, their songs are beautiful and heartbreaking and only ever post couple selcas.
  • Vhope: every other track is some kind of cypher and every other track is a conversation of the two of them being adorable idiots. Constantly uploading short clips of them doing literally anything.
  • Yoonmin: in case anyone ever doubt the legitimacy of these two, all is confirmed - Yoongi and Jimin will constantly exceed expectations, wreck everyone, and also be sweethearts at the same time, confusing everyone.
  • Vkook: they don't produce music so much as memes, start their own fashion line, are constantly rapping in bad English and posting videos of it, their music is soft and sweet, except when they try and be badass and it's kinda cute.
  • Minjoon: Namjoon raps and Jimin dances and whenever the other is doing their thing, the other is always watching and videoing them, super cheerleaders, nobody remembers that Namjoon is only a year older than Jimin.
  • 2Seok: they were supposed to release an album years ago, but so far have only managed to amass thousands of twitter followers for their tutorials on dance, cooking, exercise and how to be fabulous.
Stuff That Doesn't Require A Computer/Tablet/Phone

If y'all know one tip about falling asleep, it’s probably “don’t use your phone before bed!” Or “no blue light!” Or something along those lines. But if you aren’t using your phone, what are you supposed to do?
Self Care
- Take a shower or bath
- Wash your face, brush your teeth, etc.
- Write in a journal
- Stretch a little, but don’t actually raise your heart rate
- Meditate
- Cuddle your pets if you have any
Create and Learn
- Brainstorm a book to write
- Write music
- Practice an instrument
- Draw, paint, or create some other kind of art
- Read(don’t read anything terribly exciting or you’ll think about it instead of sleeping)
- Study
- Brainstorm a tumblr post (literally the creation of this post)
- Think of weird texts to send your friends (My fave is “I am a bird”)
Be Productive
- Clean up your room
- Organize your backpack or desk
- Plan your outfit for tomorrow
- Write a to-do list for tomorrow
- Plan your breakfast and/or lunch
Other
- Play a board or card game
- Get comfy- take your hair down, out on comfortable clothes, etc.
- Put on socks, science says you sleep better if your feet are warm

By the end of my first full day with Dorothy Evans and her customers, I had come to realize that although the Smithton women are not accustomed to thinking about what it is in the romance that gives them so much pleasure, they know perfectly well why they like to read. I understood this only when their remarkably consistent comments forced me to relinquish my inadvertent but continuing preoccupation with the text. Because the women always responded to my query about their reasons for reading with comments about the pleasures of the act itself rather than about their liking for the particulars of the romantic plot, I soon realized I would have to give up my obsession with textual features and narrative details if I wanted to understand their view of romance reading. Once I recognized this it became clear that romance reading was important to the Smithton women first because the simple event of picking up a book enabled them to deal with the particular pressures and tensions encountered in their daily round of activities.
— 

Radway, J. A. (1984). Reading the romance: Women, patriarchy, and popular literature. Univ of North Carolina Press.

Before Joanna Russ or Patricia Frazer Lamb and Diana L. Veith had tentatively started writing about Kirk/Spock slash, and before Henry Jenkins or Camille Bacon-Smith had begun their ethnographies of fandom, before fan studies was even a thing, Janice A. Radway sat down with a group of women who avidly read romance novels, trying to understand why. As the quote above indicates, Radway’s initial interest was in romance novels as a textual form: how do they work, what stories do they tell, what messages do they send, and just why are they so damn popular? What she didn’t expect was how deeply romance novels were intertwined with her research participants’ day-to-day lives. She found she couldn’t just focus on the texts - she had to look at the practices of those who read them too. While Reading the Romance isn’t a fan studies work as such, it marked a key shift in cultural studies, from looking at texts alone to looking at what audiences did with texts, from viewing audiences as entirely passive to recognising their agency. This in turn enabled others to start asking the kinds of questions that eventually established fan studies as a field.

(Oh, and the book helped establish popular romance studies as a field too - talk about overachieving! Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting some more quotes from popular romance studies research, partly because a lot of it is fan-centric, and partly because fanfic and romance have quite a lot in common, so understanding one helps with understanding the other.)

I’ll leave you with a quote from one of Radway’s research participants on what happens when she picks up a romance novel: “Because I think men do feel threatened. They want their wife to be in the room with them. And I think my body is in the room but the rest of me is not.”

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Here it is, FIXED HUGS HEADCANON SET

I have posted this set before, but i did some mistakes, and i decide to fix it. First of all, I have tried to fix Lance’s skin colour, wich was wrong in first version of this set (i hope this is better q^q sorry please for this mistake), and also i have fixed some details in other arts in set. So, I hope this post is better UuU

and so, here is information about this set. I will just copy my text from first version of this post. So, here it is:

HUGS HEADCANON TIME!!!

I have saw headcanon about Hunk, wich is about him supporting members of team. And headcanon about Hunk’s hugs with Shiro and headcanon about cookies for Pidge from him and I am be like HMMM!!!!! So here it is, 

multi-headcanon about that kind of hugs everyone in team gets from our cinnamon roll then they need it

Big “Who wants space peanut cookies?” hugs for Pidge

Warm “We will do something with your nightmares. Come here” hugs for Shiro

Silent “I can just sit here with you if it will make you feel better” hugs for Keith

Trust “Tell me about your problems, i will listen you” hugs for Lance

p.s. thanks people in tumblr for headcanons wich are inspired me! As i remember they were @captainsbones and @yarrayora and i cant find that post with cookies for Pidge headcanon so i dont have the athor D”””: …and if i did something wrong please tell me, its just my first expierience with headcanons, au and other things like that so i dont understand how it works :D 

What fanfiction is famous/infamous in the Kh fandom

I’m curious as I don’t tend to go digging through fanfiction about main characters (always end up liking the less popular characters for some reason).

The only fic I can think of that everyone who has been in the fandom long enough would know is the “Violet Room”.

Are there any others? (I think maybe “Those Lacking Spines” and “Organization XIII Gets Real Jobs” but I’m not sure).

Edit: I’m not talking favorites/best/kind of popular I’m talking famous/infamous you know like My Immortal is for the Harry Potter fandom.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
that’s what they said
but Swan, it’s not true

Violets aren’t blue
more purple, I’d say
There’s even a hue
that carries their name!

Some roses are red
but others are not
so what they said
confused me a lot

A rhyme of this kind
ought to be true
so I hope you don’t mind
I wrote it anew:

Your jacket is red
My eyes are blue
I’d pillage and plunder
Only with you

For you I’ll cross realms
and learn about phones
Because Swan, you’re a wonder
Love, Killian Jones

No, the blog isn’t dead!

This is a long-time coming buuutttt I guess I should finally say something. So first off- no, the blog isn’t dead forever! I’ve just been taking a very long, very unplanned hiatus due to personal reasons that I’ll touch on a bit.

Putting it under a readmore because it’s a lot but TLDR version:

EQP is not dead! It’s just on impromptu hiatus until I figure some real life things out.

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Exposed

Description: Sometimes the guys can’t keep secrets. Sometimes that’s okay.

Genre: Fluff, High School! AU

Pairing: Oh Sehun x reader

Word Count: 2,779

Originally posted by luedeer


I’d been here at Baekhyun’s house for two hours, listening to the guys drone on and on about lame guy stuff. I didn’t quite know what they were talking about right now. I had tuned them all out awhile ago. It was me and four of the guys: Jongin, Chanyeol, Baek, and Kyungsoo. I loved them, but not enough to listen to them talk about… sports?

“But yo, when are tryouts?” I heard Chanyeol ask to no one in particular. Baekhyun answered almost immediately. “Next Thursday, but you have to have an updated physical and gear.” Chanyeol groaned. “That’s not even the best part. The gear has to be brand new. Literally fresh off the shelves and directly to the field or you practically won’t be allowed to tryout.” Baek’s statement made Chan groan louder. “Ugh, I hate tryout season. Like honestly, what’s wrong with the gear we already have? I literally replaced all my equipment last season. More importantly, what if we don’t even make the team. Then we have all this spanky new gear for nothing!” He ranted.

Kyungsoo spoke next. He didn’t speak often when they had conversations like this, but when he did it was good. “You suck at baseball, so you’re the only one that has to worry about that.” This made all the guys erupt into laughter, and even I broke out into a small giggle. Chan’s face turned red, partly from embarrassment. “Aye, leave him alone. At least he can make it to tryouts Mr.I’m-too-scared-to-tryout-for-basketball-so-I’m-just-gonna-hideout-in-the-library.” Kyungsoo gave Jongin a death glare. “That’s not what happened you doof. I had a stupid research paper to finish and the coaches made me go to the library to work on it.” Jongin cowered as Kyungsoo spoke. I didn’t know why though. Jongin was the only one that could get away with saying stuff like that it him. It was obvious that he had a soft spot for him. “Yeah, leave him alone guys. Besides, even if he could try out, he’s too short to make a basket.” Kyungsoo didn’t hesitate to jerk on a strand of Baekhyun’s hair as the guys burst into another bout of laughter. The digs the guys got on Kyungsoo was what usually got them the most riled up, mainly because it didn’t happen often seeing as how nobody wanted to get killed by one of his death stares.

I honestly couldn’t stand listening to them go on. “Can you guys not be so boring? I’m practically falling asleep.” All the guys looked at me with playful annoyance. “Did we ask you to speak?” Baekhyun asked, mocking a face of disgust. “Cause I don’t recall.”

“Aye, I don’t recall asking for permission to speak, not that I’d let any of you losers to grant me that right.”

The guys all let out in a chorus of “Ooooo.” Chanyeol was next to speak.“So sassy.” Baekhyun mumbled something under his breath right after him. I didn’t quite catch it all, but I caught some of it. “No wonder… on you…”

“Would you like to say that again Baek? Maybe a little louder?” I said, mocking a stern tone we’d all heard Baekhyun’s mother use with him. He was quite the sassafrass. He was constantly getting in trouble with his parents because he couldn’t stop himself from saying something sarcastic or snarky. He rolled eyes. “I SAID, NO WONDER OUR SASSY MAKNAE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!” He shouted even though we were all barely two feet away from each other. “Smartass.” I huffed crossing my arms. The guys got back into their previous conversation. I snatched my phone up from its place on the table behind us. I started mindlessly scrolling through social media. I wasn’t looking at anything in particular, I just wanted something to prevent me from going completely insane while the guys talked about… hockey?

I grabbed one of the cups off the table, and took a big gulp of the fizzy soda. No wonder our sassy maknae likes you. Baekhyun’s words from earlier popped back into my mind causing me to spit my drink out. It flew from my mouth and straight from my nostrils too. “Eww Y/n, what the fuck?” Chanyeol squealed. For someone so manly, he sure did squeal and scream alot. “sEHUN LIKES ME?!?!” Chanyeol nodded. He and Jongin started wiping the soda off the table, Baekhyun was drying himself off, and Kyungsoo had moved to the other side of the room. He’d just barely avoided getting soda spit on him because he had gotten up to fix himself more drink at the same time soda was spewing from my nose.

“He’s had feelings for you since like practically day one.” Jongin said just as he finished wiping off the table. “Yeah.” Baekhyun agreed. “It’s so obvious too. He’s always drooling over you when we’re all together.” My jaw dropped. There was no way in hell, Sehun, of all people, liked me. I had a major crush on him, and the universe was never ever kind enough to let your crush reciprocate feelings. I got a rag from the laundry room, wet it, and made sure the table was clean. Once I was done, I threw the rag back at Baekhyun for him to put it where it goes. Anytime any of us tried to help him straighten up the place he got upset.

“You guys can’t be serious.” I said. The guys loved to joke around, so I wholeheartedly believed this was another one of their pranks. “You should see the way he looks at you.” Kyungsoo stated, making his way back to the table once he was sure it was clean. “And when you’re not around, we can never get him to shut up about you. Y/n, this. Y/n, that. Makes me wanna slap the kid sometimes.” Jongin added. Something in me still didn’t quite believe them, but regardless I spilled my own feelings to them. “Well, I sorta maybe have feelings for him too.” I whispered, covering my face as soon as the words had left my lips.

“OH MY GOD! WE CAN SET YOU TWO UP!” Baekhyun screamed, jumping up and down in the process. Matchmaker, one of his favorite things to do. “No! He doesn’t know.” I said, feeling my face heat up. I knew exactly how the guys were, now that we were on this topic it would be awhile before we were on to something else. “You didn’t know how he felt about you, but look at you now.” Chanyeol said, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if this wasn’t sort of big deal. “Bye Yeollie, that’s different.” I whined, I was way too chicken to tell Sehun about my tiny, huge, crush on him. “Honestly, I’m content with him never knowing.” Before I had the chance to say anything else, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Jongdae.

From Dae: Okay but like dont hate me

From Dae: butttttttttttttttttt

From Dae: Something may or may not have slipped…

“I say you just waltz up to him and tell him how you feel.” Jongin suggested from his seat across from me at the table. “Jongin, that’s lame.” I said, quickly replying to the ominous text message I’d just received.

To Dae: Explain

“Or you could have one of us tell him, like me for example?” Baekhyun said, I was looking at him, but I could tell he was wearing the biggest grin of his life. “You only want to do it because you like being in other people’s business.” His first reply was a scoff. “Not true, I enjoy being kind and helping others around me.”

From Dae: SOOOO likeeeee

From Dae: I love you Y/n, you know that right??

I was starting to get impatient. What had he done this time? “Text him.” “Call him.” “Meet up with him. “Send him a letter.” “Send him an email.” “Send him a snapchat.” “Post in on Instagram.” “Slide in his DM’s.” The guys just starting shouting out suggestions. I couldn’t help but giggle as some of the options started to get ridiculous.

From Dae: Hunnie knows you like him

From Dae: dont kill me pls

I screamed as I typed out my reply. Jongdae was one of the first, and for a while the only, people to know about my crush on Sehun. The other was Yixing.

To Dae: HWO DOES SOEMTHIN LIKE THAT JUSST SLIP?!?!???!!??! >

To Dae: UGH im so gonna punch you next time I see you

To Dae: ur such a punk, i hate you

I didn’t notice, but the guys, all except for Baekhyun who moved to the other room to take a phone call, had moved behind me to peek over my shoulder. They were reading my messages. “Whelp, looks like you don’t even gotta worry about telling him now.” Chanyeol laughed, ruffling my hair, something he knew I hated with a passion. I punched his shoulder for revenge. “Leave me alone you crusty heathen.” I said, pushing the red haired giant away from me. He stumbled, and hit his side on the kitchen counter. I could tell the blow to his hip hurt, Chanyeol burst into a fit of giggles. He was so odd.

“Hey guys,” Baekhyun said. He tossed his phone back on the table, where it was pre-phone call. “Sehun and the others are coming over. Also what do you guys want to eat.” The four shouted food suggestions at Baekhyun. I didn’t understand how he understood all the clamour, but I was more focused on the fact that Sehun would be here any minute

From Dae: i luv you tho :’(

From Dae: Also we’re coming to Baek’s

Hearing the fact again made me scream.

To Dae: I KNOW

I pretty much continued screaming even though about thirty minutes had passed. I screamed even more when I heard a knock on the door. Luckily it only turned out to be the pizza we had ordered. We were supposed to wait for everyone to get here, but I was so anxious it was making me hungry. I ended up scarfing down close to a whole pizza by myself.

We always get like five orders of breadsticks, and I ate about one and a half of those. They weren’t even that good, but I was so nervous to see Sehun I couldn’t stop myself. I actually began pacing around the room as we awaited the other guys’ arrival. I was shook beyond belief. How was he gonna react? What was he gonna say? Was he even going to talk to me? Was everything going to be awkward the rest of the night? I didn’t know what to do, so when another knock came to the door I ended up screaming once more and hiding in Baekhyun’s room. I could hear Chanyeol laugh at me as I did so, but I didn’t care.

To Dae: Meet me in Baekhyun’s room ASAP

I assumed he got my message when about ten minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I had locked it just in case. “Open up!” He shouted through the door. I hurriedly unlocked it and went back to pacing. “Jongdae, I can barely breathe!” I uttered, my nerves causing my hands to start shaking. “Is that so?” I expected to hear Jongdae’s voice, but instead I was met with that of Sehun’s much deeper one. “WHY ARE YOU HERE?!?!?!” I screamed for the umpteenth time today. “The guys pushed me in here and said they wouldn’t let me out until we talked, so here I am.” I didn’t know what to do or say. Literally the only thing I could think to do was scream. But that was off the table considering I didn’t think the guys wanted to hear me do that again.

le boyz gc: I hate all of you

Eventually Sehun broke the silence which was different seeing as how besides Kyungsoo, he was the quietest out of all the guys.

“How long have you liked me?”

I almost choked because of his boldness. I mean leave it to Sehun to get straight to the point. “What do you mean?” I laughed nervously. “I’ve never liked you.” I’ve liked you since middle school.

“Don’t lie to me.” He said casually, moving from leaning against the bedroom door to sitting on Baekhyun’s bed. “Jongdae told me you’ve had a crush on me for a while now.” I mentally cursed Jongdae. Remind me not to tell any of the guys if I ever develop a crush on literally ANYONE EVER AGAIN!

.“For the record, I’ve liked you since that first time we all hung out at Chanyeol’s place.” I tried thinking back to the first time we ever went to Chan’s house. It was quite hard to manage seeing as how we’re always either at his or Baekhyun’s house. “What’s so special about us hanging out that one time?” I asked, trying to avert from the subject of me liking him. “I don’t know really.” He started. He stopped looking at me, and focused all his attention on his twiddling thumbs. “Just something about you struck out to me. It made me what to get to know you better.” “Are you glad you did?” I asked in a small voice. Sehun nodded vigorously. “It was the best decision I ever made to be honest.”

I could feel a warmth course through my body at his words. Now I have to tell him. I took a deep breath and finally spilled the truth. “I’ve had a crush on you since before high school. And ever since then just the thought of you makes me happy beyond belief.” I puffed, still not wanting to admit my true feelings for him. I looked over at Sehun. His entire face was lit up in result of what I’d told him. But he went from beaming to smirking in two seconds flat. He sat up off the bed, and stood about a foot away from me. “See how easy that was.” I punched his arm, causing him to start laughing. “Leave me alone.” After those words, he pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my head in his chest. I was able to get a whiff of his cologne, it was strong but not too overbearing. It was pleasant, but at the same time it was a savory scent. I didn’t want him to let go anytime soon, however we jumped away from each other as we heard Baekhyun yell “THEY BETTER NOT BE HAVING SEX IN MY ROOM, ON MY BED!!” and the door swing open.

The guys piled into the doorway. “Ew, look at the lovebirds.” Minseok teased from the front of the huddle. His words caused both Sehun and I to turn bright red from embarrassment. “I bet they were making out.” Chanyeol butted in, sticking his head farther into the room. “Shut up Chan!” I said, covering up my face as it got even brighter.

“Come on guys, pizza’s getting cold and we’re about to put on a movie.” Junmyeon said. I gave him an understanding nod. I went to speak, but before I could Jongin interrupted me. “Oh Y/n’s not hungry. She practically ate like three pizzas before you guys got here. Sehun had her super stressed out.” Everyone broke out into laughter, causing all my embarrassment levels to skyrocket. I buried my face in my hands, so no one would see just how red my face was getting. “It was more like one, let me live.” I pouted. Sehun wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. “It’s okay babe.” He whispered in my ear. I ended up smiling like an idiot at his words. The guy I like just called me babe. What a world!

“Stop being gross, you’ve been together for like five seconds.” Baekhyun said, wearing an over exaggerated look of disgust. I couldn’t help but shake my head at him. We hadn’t talked about us actually dating yet. “Hey you guys, we should choose tonight’s movies carefully. The two love birds might get a little risky throughout them.” Kyungsoo said from the middle of the crowd of guys. This time Sehun and I joined in on the guy’s laughter. One by one, everyone eventually turned around and left the bedroom. Sehun and I exited the room, his arm still draped around my shoulder. Before we got into the living room, he placed a kiss on my forehead. Maybe we weren’t together just yet, but I could definitely get used to this.

Masterlist

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Michael: Are you still awake?

Ryan: I’m rarely not awake.
Ryan: Is there something you need?

Michael: Not really…
Michael: I mean.
Michael: Don’t tell the others?

Ryan: Don’t tell them what, exactly?

Michael: Um.
Michael: Remember the heist a couple months ago?
Michael: The one that kind of went to shit?
Michael: And how I was pinned down for a moment there and some stupid pigs shot me in the leg.
Michael: I still. Have dumb fucking dreams about it.
Michael: And I don’t know, I think the storm tonight made it worse, I just.
Michael: It’s stupid. Sorry I bothered you, Rye.

Ryan: If it’s bothering you, then it isn’t stupid.
Ryan: This…path of life can get scary. You don’t have to be sorry.
Ryan: Is there anything you need?

Michael: Can I come over? Or you come here maybe?
Michael: I don’t think I can get back to sleep alone.

Ryan: I’m on the way. Set up a movie or something, get your mind off it. Sleep will come to us.

Michael: Okay.
Michael: Thanks, Rye.
Michael: xx

Kay so I’ve been kind of absent lately (work has been crazy and I’m getting ready for school plus working on trades and collabs in my free time) but I went to check out the shidge tag and apparently there’s more discourse so to kind of break up everyone’s mile long text posts here’s a super rough doodle from work the other day. The idea behind this one is an au where they returned from the Kerberos mission and Katie joined the Garrison to become friends with everyone’s favorite pilot. (There’s some dialogue too that you can’t read cos like I said it’s super messy)

Pidge: okay but you’ve got to admit having a metal arm would be pretty cool

Shiro:I’m pretty sure that depends on what you had to go through to get the arm

Pidge: Nahhh still cool

Hey guys, I have a little challenge to spread some happiness this Valentine’s season.

I’ve seen a lot of those sad posts going around about “receiving nothing on Valentine’s” so, if you’re able, please go buy a small box of chocolate for your family members/friends who don’t have a significant other this year. Valentine’s doesn’t always have to be about romance: go show someone you love them even though you’re not dating them ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ You might add some much needed happiness to an otherwise depressing day for someone.

Okay, so random idea that crossed my mind

I don’t know if someone already came up with this idea, but today when I was working I just came up with something.
I was thinking about Big Fun and Halloween parities being some sort of joint-party (Somehow connected or at least two parties in one)

Martha Dunstock, after embarrassing herself in front of Ram, just runs off to the bathroom, shuts the door, and just lets it all out. She cries for at least 5 minutes before another figure in the bathtub coughs, and lets her know that someone else was in there. That person was just hidden due to the shower curtain there.
She’s embarrassed. And at this point ready to disappear at any moment. Before she can leave, the figure frantically apologizes for not saying anything while she was just dumping all her emotions out. She introduces herself, and he introduces himself as Michael, a junior who came in here just to wait everything out. (I’m pretty sure Jeremy and Michael are juniors)
While things were a little awkward at first, they eventually talk, and find out they they were in similar problems. Their best friend leaving them for popularity. Michael decides to leave out the Squip, and Martha rants about the Heathers. And they just going on talking about that, and other things about themselves until the party ends. Martha thinks that some of the stuff he likes was cool, and Michael likes that there was someone else who he could talk to about these kinds of stuff. They awkwardly thank the other for listening, and not being too weird, exchange phone numbers, and go their separate ways, hoping the other’s situation gets better.

It was just a random thought I came up with, and I like the idea.

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Anti theory of unnecessary length and questionable quality.

  I’ve spent several hours searching through all of the Anti related videos on Jack’s channel, and some Markiplier videos that I felt held some type of importance.

 On Jack’s Twitter page, the bio was changed to “Patience”. Obviously this was referencing the fact that everyone is freaking out over Jack missing his next upload time.

 “Time is broken” might mean that time is literally broken, and therefore there is no specific time that Jack’s next video will be uploaded because there is no time at all. Or perhaps Anti does not have a concept of time.

 “Patience” is also the name of a video on Mark’s channel. The bio on it  says “a nervous tick is enough to drive anyone insane…” and this reminded me of a theory I had come up with this morning after the “Kill Jacksepticeye” video.

 (Thank you @anti-brxxdgee for reminding me this video with one of their posts.)

 Signs of Anti appeared around the time that Dr. Schneeplestien started to get worried, or at least seemed to. Later on when he looked and sounded really stressed and upset is when he really started to glitch out, and when Jack died he was obviously overcome with strong emotions.

 When Anti first started to pop up on Jack’s channel it was with the FNAF Sister location game, and back then I had seen theories that suggested that Anti came up when Jack was scared. However he came up again in the “Say Goodbye” video, and Jack was just carving a pumpkin. Nothing scary about that at all.

 My theory here is that Anti can only posses somebody or take control if they are stressed out enough, worried, or generally upset. I had seen something like this on Tumblr before.

 Dr. Schneeplestien’s eye itching could be the “nervous tick”, which was a result of him being incredibly stressed out over failing to save Jack at the time, and when he died Dr. Schneeplestien felt so much emotion that Anti could take over. He probably could have done it before, but as we know the Doctor has been quote, “corrupted”, by Anti, which could potentially mean that he posses some of the other’s power. This could make it more difficult for Anti to posses him, and therefore needed Dr. Schneeplestien to practically break down before he could take control. 

during all of the other times Anti took control over Jack, Jack could have felt something similar to Dr. Schneeplestien but just not to the same extent, as he isn’t corrupted.

 “One in the same”, could mean all of Jack’s egos, yes. That I will not deny, however has anyone thought that maybe it is referencing Darkiplier? We have just gotten a video involving the two of them. Hell, it could mean all of the dark personas together, as they all seem to hold a similar amount of power and are all classified as “dark” alternative egos, regardless of how silly they all were in the video. But the best chance is that it talks about just Anti and Dark. (Also just giving a little more of a hint that Marl and Jack’”s channels are related in this case.)

 The dark egos all seemed to be in some kind of void. Commonly a void is a place that has nothing to it. It is void of everything, even time.

 “Time is broken”. Anti is probably in the void, and given that we have no second video (talking about earlier here), even if it was just him there, then Jack, or any of the other egos could have posted something. Unless if he has the other egos there with him as well, in which case they wouldn’t be able to.


 Now, on Jack’s Instagram story he has a short video that is a still screen with the Zalgo text that reads “growing”. On the video the song “When Memories Break” is playing. One other time that this songs plays when in relation to Anti is an unlisted video titled “Soon”. However it is very quite, and I cannot say that without a shadow of a doubt that When Memories Fade is the song playing on that video, and if it is not then the relation of that video and now doesn’t exist. For those who have found the video and read the bio, it says “very good, you may be worthy”. Perhaps, since it seems like Anti craves (and needs) attention from us, the fans, then those of whom pay enough and are capable of tracking down the video care enough about Anti to. They pay enough attention that they are “worthy”. But what are they worthy of? Maybe Anti’s attention back in return?

 (Thank you @sammy-mia for telling me what the song was and @blank-dakota for letting me know that the video “Soon” exists.)


 EDIT:

 In the bio of the “Kill Jacksepticeye” video, it says “So concerned with your little boy”. However in the video Anti said “your favorite boy”. Maybe Anti is actually addressing Chase in this, talking about his kids. What if Anti has a hold of (one of) Chase’s kid(s)? Anti could be using his family against him to get what he wants, whatever that may be.


Quick summary:

 The nervous tick led to Anti, who is potentially insane.

 Time is broken, so we have no second video.

 The egos are all stuck in the void.

 The dark alternative egos are all the same, they are one.

 Some people are worthy, however I am not sure what we are worthy of.


 I will be editing this post if I find anything important that is worth noting, so all of it can be put together and not scattered around. If you have any thoughts, opinions, or have anything to add you can either reblog this post and say your part, send me and ask or a private message. I can add your idea in here if you would like and tag you in.

anonymous asked:

I really love AU fics, so I want to know what are your favourites (chaptered). But like really AU changing a lot the story (like That's Not My Name, You Don't Even Know Me, Half Blade and Half Silk... you know what I mean?) And I'm sending you love and luck <3

Thanks love :’) I’m sending both right back! ♥

Listen, you are lucky you only asked for chaptered fics, because otherwise this would be like 10 times longer (not that it’s not long as it is lmao). Have fun!

P.S. Those 3 you named are some of my favorites too, but I feel like I still need to list them anyway, I’m sure someone else will appreciate it ;)

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  • Half Blade and Half Silk by smokeshop ✓
    Summary:
    uni!au; Isak’s friends introduce him to an art student at a college party. He won’t stop calling Isak baby and Isak’s bad at pretending to hate it. College AU where Isak’s past is a little more colorful but Even still won’t leave him alone.

  • the city of illusions, the city of yearning by elisewin
    Summary: The whole point of going on a student exchange program is to meet people from different countries, learn about different cultures and so on. Isak, of course, falls in love with another Norwegian while in Rome. 

  • torches (life’s too short) by xxLeviBech
    Summary: “My mom used to tell me my thoughts would pour out of my ears if I kept thinking too hard.” Isak threw back another fry, keeping his gaze down. “That’s pretty fucked up, man.” Even deadpanned, making Isak snap his head up in a laugh .“Fuck you,” He giggled, tossing one of the soggier ones at Even and being decidedly unimpressed when he caught it in his mouth. Or, a canon divergence AU in which Isak’s childhood is exponentially more severe – where he can’t remember coming to school without bruises, a bottle of hand-sanitizer, and long sleeves. It’s fine, he’s fine. It wasn’t for his friends, though; and that’s how he wound up here, in a fold-up chair every Tuesday and Friday, talking about his experiences with other post-secondary kids diagnosed with some kind of PTSD. It’s also where meets a guy whose name starts with the same letters as everything, because that’s… exactly what he is.

  • with love, from anonymous by cosetties & iriswests ✓
    Summary: secret admirer!au; Isak just wants to get his coffee in peace, Even has a crush, and there’s a secret admirer on the loose.

  • in better light, everything changes by TimeInABottle ✓
    Summary: wrong number!au; “I just checked the revue website and blackmailing people for smoking weed wasn’t listed under the Kosegruppa description"… Isak accidentally texts a stranger (Even) while trying to text Sana.

  • i guess that’s destiny doing it right by allyasavedtheday ✓
    Summary: The alternate universe where Even originally went to Nissen and became friends with Isak and Jonas when they started first year but moved away after his episode at the start of second year only for Isak to never hear from him again. Fastforward to the summer before Isak starts college when he’s travelling around Spain and bumps into a certain someone in Barcelona.

  • I’m Not A Baby by cuteandtwisted ✓  
    Summary: childhood friends!au; “This is Even, my bro. The part about him being my personal servant is kind of true though.” “Your bro? Your bro?! What the fuck, Isak? We need to get rid of this whole masculinity thing they teach you at Nissen.” aka, Isak and Even are childhood friends.

  • love and condoms by kassie ✓  
    Summary: Isak was about turn on his heels and say “Fuck it” and go home, when a tall, slender-looking boy approached him from down the aisle. Shit. “Finding everything okay?” he asked once he reached Isak, his face entirely consumed by his smile. Judging from his choice of clothing, the boy definitely worked here. And, by the black letters scribbled on his name tag, the boy’s name was Even. Great.. Or: Isak owes Eskild a favor and Eskild sends him out to buy condoms where he runs into a tall boy who is a little too eager to help him.

  • super rich kids by koolranchkidz
    Summary: The van was parked on the side of the empty city street, next to an apartment building. The sun had begun to peek out from behind the horizon and the streetlight had been turned off for the past ten minutes. Even heard Jonas grunt, “Fucking finally! Jesus-” from the front seat. He turned to face the other car window and froze in his spot at the sight. He saw a boy coming down the apartment stairwell lugging an over-packed, black suitcase lazily behind him with one hand. In his other hand, the boy was holding a cup of KB coffee with drips of brown down the sides. He couldn’t make out the boy’s face from that far away, but going by his body language, Even could tell he was exhausted. Or: In which Jonas is rich as fuck and takes The Boysquad™ to the Bahamas after graduation, and many, many things happen.

  • I feel it when you look at me by photographer_of_thoughts ✓
    Summary: blind!Even; “Did you hear about the new guy?“ Jonas asked, motioning over to the other side of the cafeteria. Isak looked up and became rather breathless at the sight of the tall, blonde, and totally gorgeous boy wearing sunglasses. Wait. Sunglasses? Inside? “Must suck to be the new transfer and blind. I hope someone is helping him find all his classes.” Or, Isak and Even learn to see each other.

  • making new clichés by strangetowns
    Summary: childhood friends!au; They are young teenage boys who don’t have jobs, and thus don’t have money except for when they beg their parents for allowances. The stunning lack of creativity that goes into their activities just goes without saying. What doesn’t go without saying is this - Even doesn’t care that they don’t do anything exciting. They could be lying on their backs for hours watching the ceiling and he’d still rather be there than anywhere else in the world. As long as Isak is there, he will have a good time. This is a thing he knows to be true. - In this universe, Isak and Even are best friends. Some things are different; some things stay exactly the same.

  • Something Borrowed, Something Blue by BluebeardsWife
    Summary: fake dating!au; Even hires Isak to pretend to be his boyfriend at his ex’s wedding.

  • WAKE UP! by cuteandtwisted
    Summary: Even can’t stop having dreams about this strange boy. He’s never seen him before. But why does it feel like he’s the only person that ever mattered? Or: Even has no idea who Isak is but he still loves him aka EvenDreams!AU

  • don’t you keep it all to yourself by colazitron
    Summary: coffee shop!au; Isak starts buying daily coffees before school at Kaffebrenneriet around the corner because it tastes better than the coffee in the cafeteria and keeps his hands warm. But mostly because the barista is heart-stoppingly cute. Or: An AU in which Even didn’t need to repeat his last year and instead started working at the coffeeshop Isak passes on his way to school every morning.

  • i hate your face, it makes my heart skip a beat by Bellakitse
    Summary: HateToLove!au & tutoring!au; Isak is failing History and his friends have the great idea that their new friend Even should tutor him. It’s perfect except Isak doesn’t like Even or the way his stupid face makes his stomach flip.

  • Those, who could not hear the music. by UniversalParadox_13
    Summary: In this story, Isak and Even are ballet students and collide while preparing for a play they’ll be performing in. It’s odd and exhilarating, and does not make sense to their yearning bodies and vulnerable hearts, until it does. But Even is in a steady relationship and Isak has no place for love his life, so there is that.

  • The Comments Below by DickAnderton ✓
    Summary: youtubers!au; Isak is a notoriously lazy gamer living with lgbt icon Eskild. When they invite youtube sensation Even Bech Naesheim over for a collaboration, #Evak is born. But it is not only their viewers who are falling in love.

  • That’s Not My Name by cuteandtwisted ✓
    Summary: one-night stand!au; “Isak.” Even smiled, then licked his lips. “Wanna go back to my place?” - aka: Isak is an exchange student in new york city where he meets a very forward and bewitching Even.

  • I’m Not in Love by cuteandtwisted ✓
    Summary: uni!au; Isak was not in love. Nope. Not even close. Or: Even never transferred to Nissen in his third year, so they meet in college instead. Uni AU in which Isak doesn’t believe in love but Even Bech Næsheim won’t stop kissing him. 

  • Home Is Wherever I’m With You by cuteandtwisted  
    Summary: travel!au; “Hi. I’m Even and I don’t usually walk around in nothing but a towel.” “Uh, I’m Isak.” “Isak. Mind if I kidnap you for some fun sightseeing activities?” Or Isak and Even keep meeting in hostels all around the world and never exchanging contact information.

  • The Notion of Falling by smokeshop ✓
    Summary: HateToLove!au; Isak hates Even and Even hates Isak and Sana is the only one who knows why.

  • Things Look Different in the Morning by allyasavedtheday  
    Summary: roomates!au & uni!au; “So,” he says, drawing the word out. “I told Even he could stay here.”Isak blinks, convinced he’s misheard. “Eskild,” he says flatly. “We don’t have a spare room.” Eskild straightens his back, expression turning sheepish. “That’s the other part…I was thinking he could stay in your room?” * In which Even needs a place to stay, kollektivet gains a new roommate, and Isak just really wants to sleep.

  • Membership Dues by Sabeley
    Summary: fraternity!au; Isak is pledging Even’s fraternity. Even keeps having to be reminded that he’s not allowed to date the pledges. “It’s a ten-week pledge period. How hard could it be?” Famous last words.

  • Doctor Patient Confidentiality by skambition ✓  
    Summary: “Male, maybe late 20s, didn’t carry an ID. Was hit by a car. Broken ribs, lots of internal bleeding, his left hand needs some work, a lot of crushed bones. Punctured lung. His heart frequency shows irregularities, but we’re not sure why. Unconscious. The driver called, he’s in surgery, too.” “Okay, thanks”, Isak said, got his rubber gloves and went into the OR. He was good at fixing people. And he knew it.

  • take me to the stars by iriswests  
    Summary: HateToLove!au & friends with benefits!au; Isak thinks Even is pretentious and impractical. Even thinks Isak is arrogant and uptight. They’re not each other’s biggest fans, even if they do happen to have spectacular sex on a very, very drunken night. And Isak doesn’t mean to do it again, but he does, anyway, so now they’re establishing ground rules and deciding that maybe they can keep doing this, no strings attached, no commitments, no feelings, and, most importantly, no need to stop disliking each other.And then it’s not quite that simple anymore.

(✓ - completed fics)

Maine Gothic

You watch as fog creeps over the islands in the harbor, engulfing them in thick mist. “What islands?” people ask, when you remark upon it. You find you can’t remember either.

Moxie comes from an era when soft drinks were medicinal. In fact, there hasn’t been a new batch made since 1884. It oozes out of cans and bottles, a dark, foul-tasting sludge. Everybody knows this. Everybody drinks it anyway. The glare of the Moxie Man compels them to conform.

Snow falls from a clear sunny sky. “If you don’t like it, wait ten minutes,” says an old man sitting on his porch. Ten minutes later it’s raining blood. “Just wait ten minutes…”

There used to be giant pine trees up in the northern woods. Actually, nobody knows if they’re still there or not. Nobody dares venture in far enough to find out.

Masses of shuffling, groaning humanity clog the sidewalks and shamble through the woods. The locals sigh, mutter under their breath about tourist season, and sell overpriced t-shirts to replace their bloodied rags.

It snowed this April, and the April before that, and the one before that too. Nobody can remember the previous years, but all agree this snowfall is a dark omen. Just like they did last year.

“Fireworks are legal!” declares Governor LePage. “Fireworks are legal and everything is good.” You watch the fireworks, sated, unable to hear contrary thoughts over the crashing sounds.

People from out of state laugh when you call Portland “The City.” “Portland isn’t a real city,” they say, “it’s just a bedtime story! A fairytale!“

The locals sigh with relief when the temperature reaches 25 degrees Fahrenheit. Anything feels warm when your blood is frozen in your veins.

Fire rips across a blueberry barren, devouring the blood-red bushes in a sacrificial ritual of destruction, the only way to ensure a bountiful crop next year. Actually no wait that one’s completely true

The people speak in tongues. “Jeezum crow, ’s dahkah'n a pocket out heah! Ayuh, gunta stahm.” Nobody’s truly understood each other since 1820.

“Maine: The Way Life Should Be,” reads the sign just after the bridge from New Hampshire. The Governor’s addition reads “Open For Business.” Another mill was torn down yesterday, leaving a town destitute and in total denial. They can still see the smokestack, puffing away like anything, why can’t you? They don’t need help, not from anyone from Away. Their smiles stretch wide, a mask of fear at a future they refuse to imagine.

The state motto is Dirigo, “I Lead.” But where? you ask. You’ll never get an answer.