the boys of silence

I talked to the McElroys for 15 goddamn minutes and Griffin told my parrot to go fuck itself

Buckle up kiddos, this is a story for the ages

Last night, I went to the Chicago live show, and in short it was one of the best nights of my life. I laughed so hard I choked on my Fancy Theater Sprite™. Cosplayers frolicked amongst people in Shrimp Heaven T Shirts amongst people in their Sunday best.

Towards the end of the show, the boys traditionally asked for questions from the crowd, and immediately over 1000 hands shot up. I was up in the balcony, but I raised my hand anyways for kicks. No waving, no movement. My hand was a beacon, a goddamn lighthouse in the middle of a swarming sea of desperate fans. Travis and I locked eyes. I felt my stomach drop.

“The person in the…purple hoodie?”

“You mean this?” I said as I stood and my crimson cosplay robe fell around my shoulders.

“Yeah!! Come on down!”

In a blur I made my way to the aisle as quickly as possible, people clapping me on the back and whispering “don’t mess up” all the while. My hands were shaking so bad that I couldn’t hold on to the railing as I climbed down three flights of stairs and walked down the aisle to the microphone.

And immediately caused someone to face plant into said microphone out of our combined clumsiness and panic (she was ok but boy shitting howdy do I feel bad). I waited for my turn slowly being consumed by blind terror. Everything I said was going to be forever embedded into podcast history for all of eternity. I Could Not Mess Up.

As they called me forward I mustered up every drop of comedic timing within me, every tactic of improv I could remember. I stepped up to the microphone. “So a little over a year ago, we bought a parrot, and it was, like, a cool pet…”

“yeah, AS OPPOSED TO THOSE SHITTY DOGS, RIGHT?” Griffin interjected. The crowd roared for what felt like years, until it was finally quiet enough for me to continue. Dead silence.

“Boys, now I have 7 parrots. Please help.”

In all my years, I will never forget the look on Griffin Andrew McElroy’s face as the realization hit him. It was like he was hit by a motherfucking monster truck, and the monster truck was being driven by my seven birds of the apocalypse.

For the next 15 minutes I talked to three of the coolest people alive as all four of us ragged on my 7 horrible, horrible birds. Highlights include:

“WHAT MADE YOU THINK, AFTER SIX GODDAMN BIRDS, THAT YOU NEEDED A SEVENTH?”

“YOU HAVE A FUCKING BIRD NAMED PIKACHU?”

“BIRD NUMBER 4 WAS LONELY?”

FUCK SADIE

It was the best night of my entire life and I physically cannot wait until the episode comes out.

My best movies ever:

1. Chatroom
2. Prozac Nation
3. Trainspotting
4. SLC Punk
5. Requiem for a dream
6. Third person
7. Girl, interrupted
8. Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo
9. Mr. Nobody
10. Nowhere boy
11. Breakfast at Tiffany’s
12. Reality bites
13. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
14. Buffalo 66
15. Sid & Nancy
16. The silence of the lambs

EDIT: 17. On the edge of innocence

commission of two very special boys

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LGBT+ books: Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

“I think everyone’s a bit bored with boy-girl romances anyway,” he said. “I think the world’s had enough of those, to be honest.”

Soulmate au: ONLY able to see color when touching your soulmate(s)

- Each of the Losers don’t learn that colors are real until they’re 10 and their minds are b l o w n

- Richie becomes super touchy because if he can find his soulmate than he can finally see these amazing colors come kids can already see

- He’s only touchy with girls

- Stan gives 0 fucks about colors, Eddie is the same way. Mainly because Eddie’s mom always tells him colors are bad for your eyes and Stan is scared of change

- Bill always tells Georgie stories that involve these mystical colors once he finally learns what they are, excited for Georgie to one day see them.

- Mike learns about it when a young lady bumps into him at the train station, and the world exploded into color for a split second. They both screamed.

- She lives in West Virginia and Mike is salty about it

- When Bill meets Eddie they terrified to hug because they’ve heard stories of guys getting with guys and girls ending up with girls and they don’t like each other like that.

- A l l the Losers are scared to touch one another in any way. Once they learn Bev is Ben’s soulmate a small bit of tension is let out of the group, and since Mike found his soulmate years ago everyone always gets pats on the back from him and hair rubs

- Stan accidentally brushes against Billy one day. A very loud gasp was heard from both once they saw colors take over their vision.

- Eddie pushed Richie for making one too many “Your mom!” jokes and after the boys stood in silence and shock for a good 20 minutes.

- Richie never lets go of Eddie now only because he wants to see the colors. The kids aren’t even sure if they have feelings for each other yet.

- Stan and Bill become the PDA couple of the group, taking Beverley and Ben’s previous title.

- “Guys stop kissing!! You can’t even see the colors when you do that!” “Shut it trash-mouth.”

- Georgie runs down to the barrens one day holding a girls hand and yelling, “Billy!! Billy your shirt! It’s purple!”

- Richie realizes that yes, he does have romantic feelings for Eddie, when Eddie starts to rant about a cute boy he knows

- The cute boy was Richie

- Everyone is super happy and loves hanging out but if you want to hear the Angst I have for this go ahead and DM me cause HOOBOY I got some.

- Feel free to add more!

Good Night Kiss


“It’s your turn” Yoongi mumbled softly as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

It’s a quiet and comfortable night after a successful, yet tiring concert.
Hoseok let Yoongi step into the bath first and the freshly showered boy now rummaged around for his sleeping clothes, his hair still damp from the shower, comfortably wrapped in a bath robe.

Confused by the silence, he glanced over at the other boy to realize he had managed to fall asleep in a sitting position while waiting for Yoongi to finish up. A soft smile spread across the rapper’s face, before taking Hoeseok’s pouty sleeping face into his hands and softly placing a kiss on his lips.
“Falling asleep while waiting is my job. You’re copying me” he murmured with a grin against the awakening boy’s lips.

24 // stiles stilinski

Summary: Y/N develops a strange fascination with Stiles’ lacrosse jersey

Requested: no, this has been in my drafts since lacrosse week & @mf-despair-queen finally convinced me to finish this so this one goes out to her

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language & smut

Masterlist

The first time he saw the jersey he didn’t think much of it. To him, it was just an article of clothing that was two sizes too big and smelled heavily of off brand laundry detergent from the last person who wore it. When he had initially decided to tryout for the lacrosse team he didn’t expect to be spending as much time on the bench as he did. Surely he’d be allowed to play a couple of times, right?

Wrong.

His freshman year was spent keeping the cold metal bench warm. Nevertheless, that didn’t stop his friends from coming out and supporting him. Even when his dad couldn’t show up he knew he could count on Y/N to.

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