the old times were the best

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You remember the first time I drove you?

Yes. Of course. I remember looking at you and thinking: What a handsome man, that kind of face never gets old.

How right you were.

anonymous asked:

Dear Best friend

I am the last person to get emo and sappy over these but I guess it is time…

Dear Best Friend @summer-seoulstice

Who would have thought, back in 2005 when Avatar: The Last Airbender aired, it would eventual lead to our friendship? Who could have imagined that a pair of fictional characters that we both thought should have been together (cough zutara cough) would turn into the meme trash, kpop hell hole of a squad we’ve built? We met almost 4 years ago and we were so embarrassing wow. I remember our old, OG facebook chats and seeing how the old admin squad drifted apart slowly and yet, we never did. If anything, as the years went by, we got closer. Frick this is so gay. It’s you’re fault I’m Kpop trash. Thanks though I guess. 

Living a whole coastline apart didn’t deter this friendship. When we finally met in May of last year, after hyping it up for MONTHS, it was like we’d never even been apart (besides that first night in that shifty hotel). I remember we went to go get ice from the machine down the hall and we were both like “….Are you uncomfortable for some reason too?” and I think just knowing it was mutual made it feel less so. But that trip was one of the best weeks of my life and I can’t wait for round two in June!! 

It’s nice to have someone I can text at 2am saying I’m afraid of eternity who understands me and then ten hours late, we’re sending spogebob memes back and forth. SO ANYWAY I guess thanks for having my back. Thanks for being honest with me. Thanks for liking all of my Facebook statuses, even if you don’t think it’s funny. Thanks for reminding me always that you wAITED THREE YEARS FOR SEVENTEEN TO DEBUT AND YOU LIKED JOSHUA FIRST! Thanks for letting me have him anyway :) Thanks for keeping me accountable in my relationship with Jesus and also for telling me when the boys I like are garbage. You the real MVP. 

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anonymous asked:

what do you mean you WERE a teacher?

I am not anymore! I went to uni thinking I’d get a PHD mainly because I wanted to teach to older, motivated students, and then was told that lit departements were completely booked in France (the best (and very qualified) teacher I had in 6 years was there for only one semester and never able to find a long term job, so he ended up in a high school, and he’s still there three years later).

But, pardon me if I sound like an old lady, kids are not what they used to be! I mostly worked as a substitute with teens in a shitty social background and it was an absolute nightmare. I tried several times, including with younger kids, and gave up for the sake of my well being! 

So now, well, I’m resting my poor neurons and focusing on this blog and my youtube channel, trying to figure out a way to make a living online! 

Thanks for asking! 

Things Hamilton Doesn’t Tell You

Alexander and Eliza had 8 children. One of them was named Angelica.

Speaking of Angelica, she actually eloped with her husband to England. Maybe she did love him a little bit.

The Schuyler sisters were 3 of 14 Schuyler children, 8 who lived to adulthood. Angelica’s father did in fact have sons.

Maria Reynolds eventually divorced her husband. And get this, her attorney was Aaron Burr.

Angelica’s son Phillip worked for Alexander Hamilton as an aide-de-camp.

Once upon a time, a bunch of Tories and Native Americans broke into the Schuyler mansion, intending to seize the Schuyler sisters’ father. Everyone, including Angelica and Eliza, who were both pregnant, ran upstairs, but they forgot a baby downstairs, so Peggy went to get the baby and got confronted by the group. She scared off the group of Tories and Native Americans, but she did get a tomahawk thrown at her. 

Angelica’s son named a town after her. Best mother’s day gift ever.

Eliza and Alexander adopted a two-year-old girl whose mother had died and who lived with them until she was 12 and went to go live with her sister. 

Eliza lost both of her parents, Alexander, her son, and Angelica all within a 4 year period. She outlived all of her siblings except the youngest.

After Alexander died, Eliza made James Monroe apologize for his accusations of financial speculation against Alexander.

JUST FOR CLARIFICATION
  • Critiques I respect: YOI doesn’t deserve the title of best animation because the animation was flawed and inconsistent and still frames don’t equate to animation. Also, having a scene that depicts an abused child experiencing love and care for the first time, in my opinion, is a more heartwarming scene than a kiss. Overall, I believe that the listings were biased, but it’s all for fun anyway, so there shouldn’t be any hard feelings about it.
  • Critiques I DON’T respect: Yuri on Ice doesn’t deserve any award because it’s an overrated anime that’s only yaoi bait for fujoshi. It’s a shit anime and I don’t get why people hype it so much. The only reason why it’s popular was because it was gay and that’s it.
so I finally watched Logan (spoilers)
  • ok first things first this was one of the best movies I’ve ever watched
  • the visuals were absolutely on fleek
  • old and confused Professsor X ripped my heart out
  • also i liked the southern villain guy 
  • LOVED sassy badass not speaking kid aka laura aka X23
  • the dinner with the farmer family was so bEAUTIFUL
  • “I ran a school for kids with special needs” - literally the entire theater was losing their shit laughing
  • when laura kept the kids ipod aah
  • logan wanting to die bcs of guilt noo
  • charles xavier died thinking logan killed him
  • there was not enough time to mourn charles
  • also caliban sacrificed himself 
  • the kids were amazingly portrayed without making it cheesy
  • them shaving his beard was so funny
  • like generally this was a surprisingly funny movie
  • was the leader of the kids group magnetos son or something? metal powers just saying
  • the camera technique they used in the woods scene was BEAUTIFUL
  • logan and laura fighting alongside each other was everything i ever wanted
  • the X at the end i was a 100% sobbing mess
  • I DID NOT EXPECT THAT MANY DEATHS
The best (non-spoiler) thing about Voltron Season 2

… was my child (4 years old) watching it with me and being unable to pronounce “Shiro”. Her names for him were as follows: - Zero - Chiro - Chiko - Cheeto And then when I had her slowly sound it out with me: “Shi… Shiiii-ro…(short pause) That’s too hard… Let’s just call him Taco!”

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Pushing his buttons || Dan H.

A/N: This is mostly dialog and I loved writing it. I also have a thing for university!dan now. Thanks for the request!

Word Count: 1.9K

POV: Reader

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„What are you wearing?” Dan asked, raising his eyebrows and looking me up and down. He sat at the kitchen table and looked up from his laptop that he did some work for university on.

Daniel James Howell, 21, wearing a wrinkled t-shirt and plaid pyjama bottoms, messy brown hair that he let grow out, freakishly tall, university student and unfortunately incredibly hot.

Since my parents were currently on a business trip to another continent for two weeks I was staying at Dan’s flat. I could have told them that I was old enough to look after myself, but honestly sharing this flat with him was much better than being on my own all the time. He was the son of my mum’s best friend so we knew each other since we were little kids. My parents had a soft spot for him and over the years he became one of my best friends.

I was confused by Dan’s question and quickly checked my outfit. It didn’t look bad, did it? The dress I was wearing perfectly hugged all my curves. It also showed the right amount of skin: not too much and not too little.

“I’m going to this party” I explained, putting my keys and phone into my purse.

“Are there gonna be boys?” Dan asked, completely forgetting about the paper that was due tomorrow.  

“Yes.” I truthfully answered. Why would there only be girls? What was up with him?  

“What do you mean ‘yes’?” Dan shut the laptop in front of him close and shot me a strange look. Was he angry now?  

“Yes, there are gonna be boys.” I answered, stating the obvious.

“And they are all just your friends?” He sceptically eyed me.

I didn’t even know everyone who was going to be there. Why did it matter anyway? I shrugged my shoulders instead of answering.

“I asked you a question.” Dan snapped, getting up from his chair.  

“Not all of them want to be just friends, I guess” I admitted, blushing a bit.

“Pardon?!” The dark haired boy almost shouted, looking at me the same way my mother probably would.

“I don’t know, there is this guy called Brandon and he’s been trying to get into my pants for about half a year.” I told him nonchalantly.

We were close friends and we talked about a lot, but we never talked about my relationship to other guys or anything like that. It felt weird and I immediately regretted telling him that when I saw his facial expression.

“Into your what?!?” Dan’s eyes grew wide and the vein on his neck was pulsating. If he had taken a of sip water he would have spit it out.

“Pants. It’s a saying. It means he wa-” I explained, trying to stay calm while he was close to losing his mind.

“I know well enough what that means. Have you told him to back the fuck up?” Dan’s question sounded more like a demand. I had spent enough time with him to know that him starting to curse is definitely a sign that he is mad.

 "What if I don’t want him to?“ I challenged him, not being entirely serious. He deserved that for acting like a dick.  

"What the fuck, Y/N?” Curse word again. Damn he was really mad.

“Dan, can you please calm down?” I asked, tired of his stupid behaviour. I was going to be late because of him.

“Calm down? No! Why do you want to be with that stupid prick?”

“Dan, that’s none of your businesses!“ I defended myself, extremely irritated by his act.

"Oh hell yeah it is!”

“No it’s not!”

“You are not going to that party and you are going to tell that Brandon ass that he can get lost.” Dan smashed against the kitchen table with his fist, thinking that he had spoken the last word.  

“What?? Why?! That’s so unfair.” I complained. He was not my father and he couldn’t tell me shit.

“No it’s not.”

“You get to go the a hundred parties a week and take home as many girls as you want, but I need to stay at home and play good girl when I want to go out once in like half a year? Double standard much?” I snapped, having seen enough girls quietly leave this place before noon.

“That’s different.” Dan just stated and cleared his throat, obviously embarrassed that I had to witness some of his hook ups leave.

“How is that different?” I wanted to know, my eyes burning into his skin.

“You are still in High School.” That was excuse, seriously? My hands were trembling with anger.  

“I am eighteen, Dan! You were at my birthday party remember?!”

“Eighteen or not. That Brandon pervert just wants to use you to have sex because he is a horny ass teenager.” He tried to end this conversation and have me go back to my room.

He’d like it that way. Who does he think he is? My babysitter?

“Maybe, Brandon has just realised that I am a desirable young women and not some little baby contrary to you!” I screamed at his face, fed up with having him look down on me like he is the wise and mature guy and I’m the little baby that wasn’t allowed to do anything.

“I- Look at how naive you are acting right now!” My words had clearly thrown him off track. Good.

“Oh so it’s totally unbelievable that I can be desired?” I took it up a notch, now that he got me completely furious.

“That-that’s not what I said!” Dan defended himself and swallowed hard.  

“But that’s what you are thinking. You treat me like a baby 24/7!” I shouted, feeling relieved right after the truth had left my mouth.

“Y/N that’s not true! And you can’t deny that this Brandon guy just wants to ‘get into your pants’ because he is a horny teenager.” Dan lectured me, raising his voice.

I just angrily glared up at his stupid face, too furious to even say something.

“Look, if I were that young again I’d probably think you are hot too.” Dan bluntly explained to me, ignoring my death glare.

“So you don’t think that I am hot now?” I spat, his words piercing my heart like a sharp sword.

“Uhm what?!” He definitely didn’t see that coming.

“You said that if you were a horny teenager again you’d think I’m hot. So you don’t think I’m hot now.” I explained what his words sounded like to me and couldn’t get over the fact that they had deeply hurt me.

“Y/N, I a - I don’t see why this is relevant right now.” Dan stuttered, scratching the back of his neck.

“It’s not. I’m going to the party and you can’t stop me.” I snapped, absolutely done with him.

I knew he didn’t like me back, but I could still hope, right? Well, not after what he had just said.

“You are going to the party and what? Fuck this Brandon guy in the bathroom?” He asked, laughing scornfully.

I put on a coat over my dress and slipped into my heels before I turned to face Dan again.

“Why not? Why would you care?” I riposted, wiping that snarky grin off his face.

“Why not?? You seriously want to lose your virginity like that?” Dan snorted angrily taking a few steps towards me as I opened the door to leave.

“So you are now just presuming I am a virgin?” I raised my eyebrows at him and watched his face fall.

“Woah, woah woah. Stop right there. Explain that!” He put his arm out in front of my chest, stopping me from leaving his flat.

“It’s none of your business if I am virgin or not. I am not hot enough to have sex in your eyes anyways.” I said, trying to sound calm although I was still offended by what he had said earlier.

“Why is it so important to you if I think you are hot?” Dan bellowed, not taking away his stretched out arm that stopped me from leaving.

“Why do you care so much about me and that Brandon guy?” I countered loudly.

Silence.

His brown eyes evilly glared at me and I wasn’t afraid to stare back. Both of our eyebrows were furrowed together. Me and Dan normally didn’t fight, but damn I hated him right now.

I could hear Dan angrily breath through his nose, not breaking eye contact.

“I don’t care. If you want to fuck around, suit yourself.” He said through gritted teeth.

He was obviously challenging me and I was not going to lose.

“Fine. Then I’ll go and find Brandon.” I stated, waiting for him to show any reaction.

“I said, I don’t care.” Dan snarled, his eyes were dark with anger.

“Maybe you can give me a few tips on how to quietly leave after a one night stand. You seem to be an expert.” I chirped, pushing his buttons on purpose.

He looked like he was going to explode.

“Don’t fucking take this too far, Y/N. You are acting like a child.” Dan growled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

The fact that he told me that he doesn’t care still upset me. I wanted him to care, but not because he thought I was a baby.

I wanted to set him off like ticking bomb.

“Can you give me one of your condoms? I don’t know if Br-“

That was it. The final straw.

The look he was giving me made my inside tingle and I had to take a few steps back because the heat that was radiating from his body was suffocating me. My back hit the cold white wall behind me, making me jump. I swallowed hard, watching Dan step closer to me. His hands smashed down on the wall on each side of my hot face.

His breath fanned my neck, causing me to nearly lose my senses.

“If that Brandon asshole ever touches you then I’m going to gladly break his fucking neck. Do you understand that?”

I looked to my left to avoid eye contact.

“Why do you get so angry at Brandon? Why do you even care?” I challenged him having risen my voice once again. I was not giving up that easily. He was acting tough but I wasn’t intimidated by his behaviour.

“Just change out of that stupid dress. I can almost see your boobs.” Dan told me, taking a step back and avoiding my question.

“Oh and you don’t want to see them?”

Where my boobs not good enough for him now? Prick.

“Y/N-I.. please. We are not talking about that now.” Dan sternly shut me down, noticeably annoyed by me.

“Why not? I’m tired of you treating me like an ugly little child.” I told him, standing up straight to shown him my determination.

“Y/N please can we-“ Dan tried to calm me down, gently touching my shoulder.

“No, we can’t! Why am I not good enough for you!” I shouted hurt.

“Look. I don’t know why you have that idea-“

“You always make sure to let me know that I’m totally unattractive. And that makes me feel like shit!”I admitted loudly, completely lashing out on him.

“It was not my intention to make you feel like shit.” Dan defended himself, throwing his arms up.  

“Then what was your fucking intention?!” I snapped, losing my patience.

“I just have to stop myself, okay?!” Dan shouted.

“Stop yourself from what!?”

“Stop myself from fucking pushing you against the next wall and kissing the living shit out of you!”

Phantom Dreams [M] (Taehyung)

Genre: Demon!AU, Fantasy, Smut

Summary: Taking a big step, you move out for the first time with your best friend to a small, old but tolerable house. Temporarily, you were alone while your roommate visits family. Within that time, you soon realize you weren’t the only inhabitance in the home.

Word Count: 9.3k

A/N: God, I’m not satisfied with this smut tbh, but fuck it. I needed to post it since it’s been in my drafts for too long. Oh well, it’s 1AM I tried people. 


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Date a guy who has nice eyes and a killer smile. Date a guy who loves his friends. Date a guy who supports his friends more than himself. Date a guy who is a best friend, and a boyfriend material at the same time. Date a guy who can do both. Date Park Jimin.

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Alec Lightwood. A lot od adjectives could be added in front of his name, but the one you liked to use the most is annoying. It wasn’t long ago that you were dragged into the whole supernatural world by your neighbour Clary and her best friend Simon. And right off the bat, Alec started a disagreement about what would be the best course of action for the mission they were on. It continued and often escalated every time you met, but there was undeniable sexual frustration bubbling underneath as well. Neither of you would admit to your feelings and both believed the other had no feelings at all.

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His//Im Jaebum

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Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary:Jaebum becomes possessive over you after he becomes jealous.

Author’s Note: This is some pure ass smut enjoy

WARNING: dirty talk, slight daddy kink.

xoxo Sara


You got up early one morning with the intentions of getting ready and making yourself look presentable.  You were meeting an old friend for the first time today and you wanted to make sure you looked nice. You slid quietly out of your bed, doing your best not to wake up your boyfriend. You knew he would need as much sleep as he could get due to his busy schedule as of late, and you didn’t want to interrupt his dreams. You sat by your mirror and hummed softly as you did your makeup, entertaining yourself while managing to not wake him.

You got dressed and headed out of your room, making sure to close the door as lightly as you could behind you, when you heard him stir in your bed. You heard his soft groans that he let out every morning circle through your usually silent apartment, making you smile to yourself as you reached the living room. You heard the door to your room open.

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Dating Hobi would be like:

-the moment he realized he’s in love with you would probably be the moment he asks you out

-i mean, why hesitate…

-and it would probably be a very long confession that would include things like ‘’you make the best pudding’’ and ‘’you’re so cute i want to bite you’’

-he did bite you once

-and explained that you were way too cute and there’s no way he would waste an opportunity like that especially after his first target, Jimin, ran away

-likes to serenade you…while you’re in complete inappropriate places, in a store for example

-which encouraged the old cashier lady to keep throwing in random comments like ‘’well don’t you too look good together’’ and ‘’what did you by your lovely girlfriend today’’ every time you visit the store

-and for some reason Hobi doesn’t seem to mind and engages in a conversation with her every single time

-and you’re standing there listening to two of them talking about eggplants which you’re pretty sure Hoseok knows nothing about and you

-’’You’re the cutest couple I’ve ever seen!’’-’’(Y/N), did you hear that? We’re the cutest couple this lady has ever seen!’’

-never lets you carry the bags, not matter how light they are

-’’Hobi, let me help you!’’-’’No way! Princesses don’t carry heavy things.’’-’’Oh my god…

-has a things for back hugs

-has a things for frontal hugs

-has a things for any types of hugs honestly

-but surprise hugs are his specialty

-like, he would just appear out of nowhere and jump at you like an overenthusiastic seal not like you’re complaining

-you being torn between making him return to the ‘’badass mask looks’’ and keeping quiet and enjoying the already perfect view

-but when it comes to making him show his forehead…nope, not hesitating there

-he always wakes up before you but stays in the bed so he could keep looking at your face plus the last time he tried to make you breakfast the kitchen barely survived so the first thing you usually see in the morning is his smiling face

-follows you around like a puppy when you get up trying to get one more hug again, not like you’re compaining

-and so you too end in front of a mirror together, brushing your teeth and having a little show, using the toothbrushes as microphones and complaining about the bad sound system

-everyone loves taking hot showers with their s/o…well, Hoseok loves baths

-he actually got you a pair of rubber ducks, one for you and one for him because…well, because he’s Hoseok

-doesn’t have a lot of jealous moments

-mainly because he loves you so much that he’s not even able to think about anyone else so deep inside he wants to believe you feel the same

-was so nervous the first time you slept together that he fell of a bed

-also kept apologizing for having that huge grin on his face the whole day

-you know he wants to try doing it in a practice room

-and somehow hip thrusts during practices become even more intense when you drop by

-no matter what you’re wearing he always look at you like you’re a goddess 

-’’Is it just me…’’-’’Another pick up line, Hobi? We’re already dating!-’’This is the best one yet, I swear!’’

-a day can’t go by without him giving you at least one compliment

-doesn’t matter if it’s ‘’You look gorgeous, jagi.’’ or ‘’That green color really suits you.’’-’’Hoseok…it’s a face mask. I look like an alien.’’-’’At least you’re a very sexy alien.’’

-he was the the first one to say ‘’i love you’’ and was hiding how nervous he is with a ear-to-ear smile

-the kiss he gave you after you answered is something that you will never forget

-and you never had to question if you’re being loved…with Hoseok you could actually feel it 

Alright, I’ve been resisting this, but I’m gonna talk about Jughead.

For those of you unfamiliar, Jughead Jones is a character in Archie Comics, and earlier this year when the company rebooted pretty much their entire universe, they made Jughead canonically and explicitly asexual in his new run, originally penned by Chip Zdarsky (zdarsky). It’s really important to me, so read on if you want to hear my rambling thoughts on how much I fucking love, adore, and cherish the gift that is asexual Jughead Jones.

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I remember the good old day when backgrounds were a pain in my butt. Where did those days go? Idk, but here have a scene from the drabble I wrote for myself (that I probably won’t share at this time). I just really love space, and learning how to paint it was the best thing ever.

edit: I forgot the close up.

Ghost!Calum

Words: 6K

Warning: smut

Summary: Y/N and her mum move into a new home, which Y/N is dreading. Whilst painting her room she meet’s Calum who died a year ago and is obviously a ghost. You help him reconnect with his old best friends in which he thanks you in the best way a ghost could.

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Your mum drove up the long stony pathway, hearing the rocks crackle beneath the tyres. I let out another exaggerated sigh, looking dramatically out the window as a sad song played through my headphones. Me and my mum were once again moving away from our problems. In the past five year’s we’ve moved at least 12 times, from small flats to large houses. It all started when my dad cheated on my mum, I was only 10 and didn’t understand why we were moving from our happy family home to a cramped apartment that was the size of a shoe box. Now at the age of 19 I had gotten used to moving around and not unpacking my things. I had never had a stable job or education either, I tried but it was so hard moving around the place. 

“Cheer up Y/N” Mum said in her silky voice. I rolled my eye’s and focused on the tree leaves, the different colours of orange. I loved autumn it’s always been my favourite as it’s not to hot but it’s not to cold. It’s just right. We had been travelling through this forest for a couple of minutes. Up the long drive, it had gotten a lot darker and the colours of the leaves were a dark brown. I looked in front and there stood a large black castle/house. I furrowed my eye brows as my mum got out the car with her clanging key’s. There was a large gate with a chain holding it together, my mum placed the key in the lock and the chains fell from the gate. She pushed them back and placed a stop underneath them. The house itself was massive, probably bigger then anything we’ve ever had. It was dark and gloomy and could do with a paint job, or some colour. My mum came back into the car and put the key’s down into the cup holder. 

“So what do you think?” she said excitedly. 

“I like it, how long this time? A week? A month? or will we be moving tomorrow?” I mumbled sarcastically. 

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