“The deadly thing in my job is to attach too much meaning to everything. You have to have a sense of humour about yourself…I’m definitely trying to figure this all out as I go along, how to craft a career. As things get bigger, I have days of depression, sitting in the house and wondering ‘What are you doing? Is it even relevant?’”
“A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.” —Billie Holiday
I’ve been trying some different methods of drawing. It’s honestly a bit scary because I’m not so comfortable with pen & ink. But the only way to get better at it is to keep working at it. So, here’s a little Larry kiss drawing because I love their height difference and Louis in a beanie is my fave. I hope you like it! 💞
[after seeing younger photos of Yakov online] Yakov, I hope you don't mind me asking, but how did you lose your hair? I mean, it was really thick and long when you were younger.
*looks into the camera like he's on The Office*
*pans to show the faces of Viktor "I am the biggest drama queen on and off ice" Nikiforov, Yuri "Oi, camera man, make sure to get a good shot of my tiger shirt *thumbs up*" Plisetsky, Mila "I wonder what I can do to annoy Yurio today *breathes* *Yuri screams in the backfround*" Babicheva, and Georgi "I am so emo for Viktor and Yuuri they are relationship goals"
AU. So, yeah. That year abroad helped Harry establish that he is in love with his best friend. Now, if Louis would stop treating him like a little brother, that would be awesome. (Additional ingredients: a collapsing tree house, a lot of pining, the other three boys as Louis’ new best mates from university, and a camping trip. Serve hot.) (24k - a fave)
I love that the fandom has kind of adopted the idea that Bob Zimmermann is like the dorkiest dad to ever dad and is better at social media than Jack because it makes me think of shit like:
Jack never really uses Twitter but he has alerts set up for when Bitty or his dad (or Kent lbr) tweet. And one day he sees that his dad has posted an old picture of himself from right when he signed with Montreal with the caption #HabBob.
A few seconds later there’s a photo of him slamming one of the Bruins into the boards with the tag #BadBob.
Jack figures his dad must be in a nostalgic mood and thinks he should call him later to save his mom from hearing all of his dad’s glory days reminiscing. Then he uploads the the picture of Bob and Alicia with Jack pooping in the Stanley Cup (his dad tags him in it, Jack has second thoughts about ever calling him again). #DadBob
Now he’s wondering where papa is going with this. He stops paying attention to the hockey hilights playing on the TV and just keeps refreshing his Twitter feed, which he seriously never thought he would do in a million years, but there’s this sense of dread building in his stomach, because he knows hid father’s sense of humor. There’s one final punch line here, and it’s going to be even worse than his baby photos on the internet.
The last picture is from a trip to the beach that he and Bitty had taken with his parents the past weekend. It’s a selfie of Bob and Bitty, with the two of them in matching sunglasses and his dad in a fucking backwards snapback, could his father be any more embarassing? The answer: yes. The hashtag: #RadBob
Bitty retweets it with the same dumb hashtag and Jack starts rethinking his relationship. Kent does the same and Jack texts him for the first time in months to say “fuck you, stop enabling him”. Kent replies with a poop emoji and a kissy face. #RadBob is trending by morning and Jack legitimately thinks he might die of embarassment.
Summary – You
didn’t mean to snoop through Dean’s things, but you can’t ignore what you
Word Count – 1,689
Warnings – None
A/N – Anonymous
request: Hey there! I really love your writing -Always is my personal fave- and
I was wondering whether I could get a request. Sooo Dean and the reader are
bffs since they were very young and in love but too stubborn 2 admit it. One
day the reader searches his closet for something and discovers a box full of
mementos including photos and her favorite scarf, the one she thought she’d
lost the night Dean left to go look for his dad. She conforts him about it and
he admits his feelings. What do you think?
Hope you like it, Nonnie! Thank you so much for the request! As always feedback is loved and
appreciated! Please let me know if you’d
like to be tagged in future stories.
You’d completely ransacked your closet twice and still
couldn’t find your favorite flannel.
Disgruntled, you walked back to the laundry room to see if it had
inadvertently fallen between or behind the machines. You’d been missing it for a couple of weeks
now and with the temperature beginning to drop outside, you really wanted to
wear it. It used to belong to Dean, but
you’d long ago taken it over and refused to give it back.