this is a slightly drunken post

July 4th, 1985 

It’s a day filled with Karen Wheeler’s famous lemonade, served ice cold to counter the sweltering heat. The smoky scent of barbecue lingers in the faint breeze that just barely moves the red, white, and blue balloons tied to the fence posts. 

It’s a day filled with carefree laughter, rapidly melting popsicles, and slightly drunken retellings of embarrassing stories. For Steve, it’s also a day filled with plenty of piggyback rides for an enthusiastic Holly and one just for El, grinning ear to ear. 

Late in the afternoon, just as the party winds down and the adults retreat inside to refresh their drinks, Steve grabs the hose and sneaks up behind Max. 

From her spot on the patio, El twists the hose so that its nozzle is facing Steve, entirely out of his control. The stream of cold water catches him in his face before he can react and a loud burst of raucous laughter fills his ears. 

“You never mess with a girl who has a superhero for a best friend,” Max says matter-of-factly as the kids—though, they’re not quite kids anymore—head inside for a game of Dungeons and Dragons that everyone knows Mike has been planning for weeks. 

Dripping wet, Steve follows them and sheepishly pops his head in through the back door, asking Karen for a towel. He dries his hair until it’s sticking up at odd angles and pulls off his sopping t-shirt, hanging it over a chair. Thankfully, his shorts were spared. 

Steve grabs a half-empty bottle of wine from the outside table and the box of sparklers from his backpack, propped up against the bricks of the house. In the orange glow of a slowly fading sun, Steve makes his way to the very edge of the lawn where Nancy and Jonathan are seated, legs sprawled across oversized blue blanket, their fingers intertwined. They glance up at him and Steve makes a quiet joke about their appreciation of his bare chest. 

Laughing, he sinks into his place on Jonathan’s other side and takes a quick swig of the wine before passing it on. He and Jonathan each make a witty comment when Nancy drinks as much as both of them combined.

“Fireworks?” Steve grins once the bottle is empty, waving the box of sparklers towards the other two. Jonathan pulls a lighter out of his pocket in response and in no time, a delicate crackling sound fills their ears, soft yellow embers dancing in front of their eyes. 

First, Steve writes Nancy’s name through the dusky air, then Jonathan’s. Then he looks over at them and sees Nancy drawing hearts and stars and Jonathan making mismatched patterns, golden trails cutting through the darkened sky. 

Steve looks at them, and for a moment he can almost see the rest of his life in the brightest colours imaginable. 


anyway I really don’t like when people watch me draw but my slightly-drunken ass decided to try and figure out how to record my screen last night while I was drawing a Mako, and it’s not perfect but here’s a super sped-up thing that I would normally spend more time on. sorry i didn’t include the coloring and clean up steps :/

never will i ever post a picture on this blog where my dick is even slightly visible and that’s final. if you wanna see it that bad dig back thru my archives to the drunken summer in Armenia when i posted underwear pics every other night


So here is a list of all the imagines I’ve done so far! I will update and add to this as time goes on.

  1. Wanda Maximoff x Reader (coffee shop au pt.1) x
  2. Kara Danvers x Reader (vigilante gf pt.1) x
  3. Iris West x Reader (girls night out) x
  4. Wanda Maximoff x Reader (coffee shop au pt.2) x
  5. Kara Danvers x Reader (alien kiss mishap) x
  6. Kara Danvers x Reader (kara comes out, angst) x
  7. Kara Danvers x Reader (slightly jealous kara fights with you but dotes on you still) x
  8. Caitlin Snow x Reader (movie night post zoom)  x
  9. Lisa Snart x Reader (drunken lip lock) x
  10. Iris West x Reader (jealous iris) x
  11. Kara Danvers x Reader (vigilante gf pt.2) x
  12. Harley Quinn x Reader (Diablo’s little sister) x
  13. Kara Danvers x Reader (Cat Grant’s daughter) x
  14. Bobbi Morse x Reader (Coffee Shop AU) x 
  15. Kara x Reader (puppies/dogs) x
  16. Kara Danvers x Reader (reader gets taken hostage) x
  17. Laurel Lance x Male Reader (Samurai reader) x
  18. Kara x Male Reader (coffee shop au) x
  19. Diana Prince x Reader (jealous!Diana) x
  20. Harley Quinn x Reader (Diablo’s little sis pt.2) x

bavardagenocturne  asked:

Hello there do you read any drarry fics? What are your favorites?

Iha h hhhha ha, do i. do i

sighs yes friend, i do, probably too many, as you can tell from this long ass list

some of my faves:

Here’s the Pencil, Make it Work  by Ignatioustrout. ( @boogieprince )

 Harry thinks “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”   

This one is sort of fandom famous, I gather. Coffee shop au with Draco living like a muggle, Harry who is so very curious and has no excuses and who’s life is a bit of a mess, and drarry friendship!.-This was the very first drarry fanfic i read, -in a time where i wasn’t even really in the hp fandom anymore, mind you - and it’s 100% the reason I have returned to my hp trash origins and have allowed drarry to take over my life, and so it will forever have a special place in my heart. I really love the meta insert this story has, the characterization and world discussion is top notch and muggle living snarky sweater wearing cute and jerk-y repentant Draco and wtf am i doing with my life earnest, embarassed and unwittingly charming Harry at it’s best. 

Another Mask Behind You and Now the Shining Sun is Up  by Lettered ( @letteredlettered )

Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies 

Epilogue, What Epilogue? About five years after the battle of Hogwarts. Someone at the Ministry has it in for former Death Eaters. Draco Malfoy launches his political career as a rebel. Harry thinks it’s all a laugh. 

Lettered is one of my favorite authors; her writing is smooth as silk, (in some of her stories it feels a little bit too constructed, but it doesn’t really bother me, and it’s not the case on these two)her world building is amazing and she handles angst without seeming forced cry me a river fic like a pro.The tension in her stories, in the way she deals with the conflict between harry and draco and how the war changed them, how she questions both j.k’s treatment of slytherins and the super easy redemption the fandom sometimes gives them at the same time is terrific, so smart and pretty unique. Another Mask Behind You, you can prob tell, is very very smutty. Like really. Heed the warnings. It has harry hiring rentboy tristan bonchance, not knowing he is draco and then they manage to fall in love and when he finds out it’s draco lots and lots of angst and feelings and guilt and discussion arise ( the ending is one of my very faves). In now the shining sun is up harry is a slightly disilusioned with life and sort of numbed down auror and draco is stirring up trouble by speaking up against exagerated and dangerously persecutionist post war backlash to people who’ve been on voldemort’s side (and on some cases people who were connected to people related to people on voldemort’s side). Harry thinks he’s delusional and silly and then he doesn’t. This is one of my most favorite fics, the post war characterization is the best, harry dismissing it all is infuriating but understandable and in character, the anti former death eater hate doesn’t feel “poor, poor bullied draco”, like it often can, it feels real and the dialogue/ the discussions harry and draco have are just perfect; it’s meta insert fic nailed hard. 

Requaero Probum by evansentranced

Parolee Draco Malfoy has one last chance to redeem his family name: a Requaero Probum, a noble quest to prove his honor. And what could be more honorable than travelling to a tower to save a damsel from a curse?

This fic somewhat inspired by Shreck, I think, in which Draco needs to fulfill a quest to earn his freedom, and that quest is to bring Harry, who is currently trapped in a tower in the middle of the forbidden forest, back out into the world. This is so well written, so unlike any other drarry fics I’ve read, full on adventure fic with deeply irritating (but not really ooc) Percy and a delightful take on Draco and Harry. It’s Pre-slash, and the kind of pre slash that makes you want to beg for a follow up, and i love it and i really, really wish this style/thematic was more popular in the fandom, bc its just gold.  

Unhook the Stars by jad

“Love is like a Rubix Cube: there are countless wrong twists and turns, but once you get it right, it’s perfect no matter how you look at it.” Seventy-thousand words of pornographic discourse between two boys-turned-men that still haven’t learned how to communicate like normal people – with words.

Draco is a professional dom rentboy and Harry hires him and there’s angst and lots of being tied up and fucked and baby scorpius and feelings. Porn with a lot of plot, but still a lot of porn so heed the warnings; a liiiiitle resembling Another Mask Behind You, with a very different turn. This story is so well constructed so well thought out; i love harry’s characterization and the rocky relationship and the angst and the issues and how frustrated it makes you because why dont they just talk and it’s just overall amazing. also, draco has a yellow camaro he calls honey badger and harry wears a bdsm collar in broad daylight like it’s nobody’s business and manages to influence some kids into wearing it too.

Dragons with Silver Linings (or Harry Potter is a Treasure) and Got caught in the ruse of the world by megyal

Harry is living a life most ordinary; maybe a dragon can shake things up.

A game of truth or dare.

In the first, Harry is working at Gringotts as a minor curse breaker and discovers Draco is one of the vault guarding dragons as an animagus, and thus tries to woo his friendship with his green, green eyes. The second is just a little one shot, post truth or dare sex haze drarry, but it’s just so eletric and good ? I don’t even know. It’s funny, slightly angsty and snarky and compelling, and just read them. Trust me.

One Night at The Leaky 

Harry should have known better than to accept a drunken dare. Especially when Malfoy was sitting right there, looking like that and wearing those bloody tight trousers.

The author of this is Anonymous and that’s so sad bc it. is. so. good, and i would love to read more from this author? sigh.anyway, Harry is pining and oblivious and Draco is flirty  and unfairly hot and there is drunken truth or dare with all the hogwarts crew and it’s such a fun story, the ust is handled brilliantly, it’s hilarious and cute and toroughly good. 

 Corridors of Power by blythe and Circe

Being An Originally Intermittent Account of the Political (Mis)Adventures
of the Viscount Northallerton, Lord Malfoy of Wimbledon; and the Rt. Honourable Harry J. Potter, Member of Parliament for North Southwark and Bermondsey (Liberal Democrat) 

Oh, the writing here is one of the absolute best, the dialogue is perfect and the development of the relationship between draco and harry is so, so good. It’s not a muggle au, but it is predominantly set in the muggle world, most specifically the english parliament, with such interesting world building. Harry is a lib dem and draco is a conservative (i know next to nothing abt british politics, and maybe for that reason this story was very amusing), and they have a competitive sort of flirty sort of piny sort of friendship thing going on. The tension and balance and baggage between Draco and Harry is delightful and it’s my favorite type of fun story, where everything is so well constructed and detailed and still deeply amusing but always with an edge, and my fave type of drarry friendship. It’s one of the best fics out there, and if you like this one, i really rec currency by the same author as well.

There Come a Mist and a Weeping Rain and Storm in a Teacup by Faithwood

It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that’s ever so cross.

For reasons he’d rather not think about, Draco is obsessed with Potter’s hair. This cannot end well.

Faithwood is one of my absolutely favorite authors; every fic i’ve read by them is just too good, and i honestly rec all of them. Both of these are eight year fics, (faithwood is def 8th year fic queen, imo), so funny and amusing and adorable and in character and slightly angsty and sweet but it’s all so well balanced out. Featuring eight year goodness and tentative drarry friendship and stupid boys being embarassing and often oblivious. Two of my very faves and an author i come back to again and again. (Punching Mistletoe is a really short but really, really great one too)

Drop Dead Gorgeous and The Way We Get By by maya mistful

“I realise this may come as a shock to you, but our investigations have been going on for some time, and we’re quite sure. Your mother Lily Evans was not, as we had all previously believed, of pure Muggle stock. One of her ancestors was a Veela.”

This fic is a really, really fandom famous one; it’s not online anymore, but there are some pdfs floating around, and is absolutely, 100% worth the read. It’s auror fic and a very interesting twist on veela fic, with grumpy, accidentaly super irresistible veela!harry and apparently immune snarky partner!draco, with angst, miscomunication, really well balanced humor (at the start i actually thought it was going to be a crack fic), slightly co-dependent friendship filled to the edges with sizzling ust and delightfully painful pining. Also features Harry describing young voldy as ‘tall, dark and mind blowing’ which is probably my favorite tom riddle description.

Open for Repairs by feelsforbreakfast ( @drarrytrash )

After the war, Draco works at a tv repair shop and Harry breaks things.

feat. sad boys in jumpers and more ABBA than is probably necessary

Oh god, this one is definetly, definetly one of my favorites. Features Draco working in a muggle repair shop, Harry that keeps coming back not knowing why, analysis of the weird relationship between harry and draco in canon and toast burning because boys are too busy kissing intensely on the counter. It reminds me of Here’s the Pencil, Make it Work, but it’s construction is quite distinct, and while htpmik has a bit more of world discussion/character meta, which i love, the relationship between harry and draco here is more well paced and better developed. It’s so beautifully written, earnest and sweet but intense and raw at the same time and has one of my favorite get togethers. Also, i have a weak spot for repair shops. idk. 

Remote by Sara_holmes

How to win back your television remote and get your obnoxious flatmate to shut his trap for more than a minute and a half.

Harry and Draco are roomates who have these ~moments~ sometimes where they feel so tense and just want strangle each other and rile each other up for no conceivable reason, wonder why, and in one of these moments they end up fighting for the remote control. And then they have sex. Hilarious, cute, sweet, hot and well written and generally everything you could want

The Best Man by bobbirose ( @indie-drarry)

So,” he brought up conversationally at Ron and Hermione’s later that night, all of them safely two drinks in, “have either of you received an invitation to Draco Malfoy’s wedding?”

Draco asks Harry to pretend to be his best man/best friend at his and Pansy’s wedding to regain the favor of public opinion, but little does harry know that pansy put draco up to it to resolve his convoluted feelings towards harry. It’s still in progression but the development of their friendship is so great, some delightful tense lucius and harry moments, and pining!! funny pining, sad pining, oblivious pining and puzzled harry, it’s all so good and so sweet and yes. 

This Summer and Scurrilous by Sara’s Girl

This is a summery romantic comedy featuring my favourite ensemble cast, in which Harry is confused, Draco is Draco, and Hermione attempts to eat all the things.

When Potter starts behaving more oddly than usual, Draco has no choice but to take an interest. After all, it’s his job. Sort of.

Sara’s Girl has a very distinct writing style, a very earnest and sensitive sort of writing, that just sort of flows, be it comedy or angsty or both, and I definetly rec all of the stories I read by her. These two are my favorites though; in This Summer  pretty much all of Harry and Draco’s hogwarts colleagues (from gryf to slythe) are established friends and regularly hang out and have bomb ass parties with quirky themes such as sea creature fantasies and dress as each other and, of course, Draco and Harry pine for each other. Harry then tries to purchase a nicer wardrobe - not because he wants to impress draco or anything, no of course not- and begins a tentative slightly crush-y friendship with the clothes salesman, Cal. This fic has such a summery, fun vibe and the pining is so good and the resolve is so sweet and the best post hogwarts inter house friendship ever, like honestly, kinda high key wish to be friends with all of them cause they’re all hella cool.  In Scurrilous, Draco is a radio host and Harry owns a pet store in Diagon Alley and does bizarre shit like dye his hair purple and walk around with a crocodile on a leash, and Draco spies on him trough a telescope and talks about him on the radio then proceeds to bring him lunch and buy ducks and sensasionalist media kinda sucks. Night Vale probably conditoned me but i love, love, love radio host fics and i wishhh there were more fics with the trope out there. This one is so cute, harry is bizarre and funny, Pansy is amazing, draco is adorable (and in denial! sighs happily) and has a bunch of pet ducks!!, their relationship is adorable and it’s the type of story that puts a huge, permanent grin on your face. 

Making his way from the teashop towards the garden where many of this strange little city’s citizens were gathers, Izuminokami let a small smile make its way onto his lips. Tugging at the belt on his jacket with a slightly self-conscious air, he had to wonder if this was just a bit too much? This costume wasn’t one he’d wear in normal circumstances, but for something like a ball, he had to look as cool as possible, right?

But maybe the hat was a bit much. Ah, well it wasn’t like it could be helped now.

Quickly tucking a stray bang of hair behind his ear and into the hat, the Uchigatana laughed softly as he beheld the scene before him. Quiet, but in a lively way, if that even made sense. A change from the drunken parties of the Citadel, but the night was young.

“Heh~ Not bad, not bad. You sheep are actually pretty good at helping to organize things like this aren’t you?” It was a sincere compliment too, even if the tone was teasing.

“Well? Where’s the sake~?”

@dimensionhoppingrose answered your post: btw, i’m pretty tipsy at the moment so…

Drunken wheel says Nine/Rose three a.m. phone call from Rose who went out drinking while they were visiting Jackie

“’Ello,” the Doctor said into the mobile as he tucked it between his ear and shoulder so he could continue to tinker.

“Doctor,” his name was drawn out and distorted by a very familiar, very drunk-sounding voice. “You missed a good time tonight.”

“You’re slurring, Rose,” he said, amused and slightly pleased that she’d called him.

“Drank a bit too much,” she admitted. “But I had fun. Would’ve had more fun if you’d’ve come along.”

“Not my scene,” he said lightly. He glanced at his watch which was synced to London time while they were visiting Jackie. “It’s 3 in the mornin’, Rose. Are you still out?”

“Working on walking home,” she said. “S’why I’m callin’ you.”

The Doctor straightened at that, gripping the mobile. “Where are you?”

Rose rattled off a couple of street signs that she saw.

“I’m going to come get you,” he said when she questioned why he wanted to know.

“What if you’re off by a year again?”

A smile crept over his face, completely out of his control. “I’m going to walk, Rose. I’ll be there in five, keep talking to me.”

Rose chattered at him about her night, interspersing her account with mentions of how much she’d missed him. She continued the trend when he was in front of her, except instead of leaning against a lightpost, she wrapped an arm around his waist, under his jacket, and leaned against him.

“Let’s go home, Rose,” he whispered.

“Home,” she repeated.

When he tried to steer her towards the stairs leading up to her mum’s flat she balked.

“Home,” she mumbled again. “TARDIS.”

The Doctor’s hearts soared as he helped her to his ship and he grinned when he heard the TARDIS’s song welcome them both home.

Some pure roommate!Luke For defcliff0rd and wanksclifford roommate!5sos/stoner!5sos night

The first time you found yourself asleep in roommate!luke’s bed was intentional; a gesture of kindness when Calum got too drunk to go home after a party and Michael had already claimed the couch. You and Luke were close; affectionate enough that people that didn’t know you might’ve assumed you were a couple upon first meeting you, but anyone that spent longer than an hour with you knew your relationship was built on teasing and jokes – with a heavy dose of sexual tension you both vehemently denied. 

It wasn’t unusual for you to indulge in a cuddle, so it was every bit as normal as cuddling through a movie marathon when you curled into Luke’s side and his arm swooped around you. It was unusual the way his heart beat a little faster when he felt your breath fan across his collarbone and the way the feel of his skin under yours made you hungry to know what it taste like; to kiss his neck, his jaw, his lips.

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anonymous asked:

It is my birthday so why not ask. Could you do a reaction of England America Canada Prussia and Germany (if I could fit in one more Japan) finding out their female s/o is a mermaid in a very awkward fashion. (They throw her into a pool in front of everyone) (and get rid of the stereotype of having a bikini top please.) (the whole when I touch water i get a tail thing.) thank you. Hugs?

(late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANON (*/▽\*) also beware long post ahead)

England/Arthur Kirkland: England had always felt that his s/o was in some sense extraordinary, and today was the day that he finally found out why. It happened at a party, with all the guests having drunk enough to ruin their livers. England, however, was stone cold sober. Someone had to be the designated driver. And so it was at this party that one of the guests, in a state of drunken boldness picked someone up and tossed them in the pool. The unfortunate victim was none other than England’s s/o. Panicking slightly, England would try to guide people away from the pool and his s/o, while trying to find a towel for them. After shooing the guests back into the house, he’d try to fish his s/o from the pool, as they were practically useless while drunk. With enough luck, none of the guests were too sober to notice the transformation, though England still sent little pixies after them to make sure.

America/Alfred F. Jones: It was an unsually warm summer’s day, and America had the perfect way to cool off: by taking a dip in the pool. It would be then that America thought of a brilliant prank, “let’s throw my s/o in the pool!”. So, with absolutely no regard of anything wrong that could happen, America picked his s/o up, walked to the pool, and threw them in. What America witnessed next would cause his eyes to widen and jaw to drop. Caught between “HOLY SH*T IT’S A MERMAID” and “WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED”, America would fumble about for a bit stuttering out a “b-but wha-”. Needless to say, America never pulled pranks like that on anyone again.

Canada/Matthew Williams: Canada and his s/o enjoyed trekking. They usually went once every fortnight, and tended to frequent a path that was not as travelled as the others. It was no surprise that the couple were out on a Sunday morning, off to conquer the same path for about the 50th or so time. As the pair passed the a lake next to the path, Canada tripped on a tree branch. However, whilst reaching out in an attempt to balance himself, Canada had pushed his s/o into the lake on accident. When Canada looked up after he fell, in place of his s/o stood(or swam??) a mermaid. “I’m sorry” were the first words out of Canada’s mouth, as he looked on in confusion and a small guilt. He’d try to help his s/o out the lake, and would offer them his jacket as a way to cover up. This was no doubt one of the most awkward encounters the two have had, and they still avoid it to this day.

Prussia/Gilbert Beilschmidt: As much as Prussia’s s/o loved him, if there was one thing they could not stand, it was his obsessive spending habits. After discovering online shopping, Prussia had been filling the house with borderline useless junk that he never used, and no amount of persuasion could sway Prussia from clicking the “add to cart button”. It was after 5 patience-testing months that Prussia’s s/o had finally snapped and told Prussia that if he didn’t use at least one of his purchases, they would personally raize them to the ground. And it was much reluctance that day, that Prussia set up an inflatable pool. It was a chilly day, and Prussia had no intent on even setting a toe into the probably icy cold water, and so, as he filled up the pool, he hatched a plan to get back at his s/o of nagging at him to stop his online purchases. Calling his s/o into the yard to inspect his work Prussia casually “nudged” them into the pool when they leaned in a bit too close. And till this day Prussia still believes that the sight of a real mermaid was worth the tight slap he got for pushing his s/o into thr inflatable baby pool.

Germany/Ludwig Beilschmidt: Germany and his s/o usually took the dogs to a nearby park for a walk. It was a small park, quite quiet and mostly deserted, and the park’s features were mediocre at best, but there was no question about what the most beautiful feature of the park was. Standing at a majestic height, the white fountain in the middle of the park looked over the area, much like a parent would look to their children, and though it was a bit brown with age, but the intricate craftsmanship was still delicate and clear. It was Germany’s s/o’s favourite spot in the park. The pair would, without fail, walk past the fountain everytime they walked the dogs. Todaywas no different, except that the dogs were more energetic and excited, dragging Germany’s s/o around and being a little more disobedient. When they saw the fountain, they started running towards it, leaving Germany’s s/o with no choice but to chase after them…and end up falling into the fountain when the dogs decided that it was a great place to stop for a dip and a drink. Germany doesn’t remember much about what happened before his s/o turned, but he does remember rushing over to his s/o, covering them with his coat, and making a mad dash for his car, praying to god that no one saw what happened.

Japan/Honda Kiku: Japan had a beautiful garden behind his house. He kept it well maintained and even enjoyed showing it off to people, including his s/o, who had a strange obsession with the koi pond. And today, Japan’s s/o was there once again, overfeeding the fish and sort of talking(?) to them. Japan was getting a little “concerned” for them, so he decided to have a little talk with them. Walking up to their squatting figure, Japan placed a hand on their shoulder, ready to start a nice conversation. What he didn’t expect was his s/o getting spooked and falling forward into the pond. Japan still remembers what happened clearly. When his s/o transformed, he promptly stopped, and fell backwards, before blusing furiously, apologising profusely and fleeing quickly. Though his s/o tell him that nothing happened was his fault, Japan still cannot let go of the memory.
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Proving Them Right (21/21)

All the previous chapters/installments: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16,17,18, 19, 20

(You can also read the whole thing over on my AO3)

Summary: There’s some kind of bet that Beca and Chloe are going to end up together, and, with CR’s wedding on the horizon, our favorite duo decides to make some moolah by pretending to date. Also known as: that fake dating trope that we’re all trash for.

They finally got to settling the bet, which meant that the pool of money between all the Bellas was split between Stacie, Beca, and Chloe - the only three people who guessed, somewhat drunkenly, that “bhloe” would come together before the wedding. 

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For therealcap

Fake It ‘til You Make It.

Author’s Note: I think I understand this request, but if I wrote it wrong, I’m very sorry! Love you, babe! After note: I think I mighta gotten a little carried away. After after note: I got really carried away.

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Post-It Girl

Lily grinned to herself, stumbling to keep herself stable. “McKinnon’s gonna hate meee.” She sang happily, putting the firewhiskey bottle up to her lips once more. “This is what she gets for putting all my furniture on my roof…” She mumbled, her voice slightly slurred.

Yes, Lily Evans was drunk. She quite enjoyed the buzz happening in her head as she sloppily covered every inch of the large house with bright pink sticky notes.

She smiled brightly as she climbed up onto the roof, finishing some spots she had missed from both her fuzzy vision and just the moonlight to guide her.

“Oi! Prongs! Your house has gone pink!” A voice rang.

Lily blinked. Perhaps some other drunk teenager had come up with this idea… Yes that’s it. Lily continued to paste the sticky notes, very happy that some other person had joined her in her evil plans, ignoring the male voices that were drawing closer.

“Hey! You! What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?”

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rovmustang-archive  asked:


there’s a part when they’re drunk where sherlock shifts in his chair and colm very slightly tilts the camera in the opposite angle like to subtly that i didn’t notice it the first time and the second time when i noticed it i yelped


by Patrick Booth

It’s Monday morning at 6am and I read the dreaded 30% chance of precipitation in the weather forecast. In my mathematical mind a 30% chance of precipitation is the same thing as a 70% chance of no precipitation. I am a glass half full kind of guy so I reach for my newest, shiniest oxfords to wear for the day. But hold on, right below the probability of precipitation in the forecast it says there are going to be showers in the afternoon. Come on weatherman, that statement suggests that there is going to be 100% chance of rain in the afternoon! Now, I am in a predicament. Should I risk soiling my newest shiniest oxfords on the walk home from work, or should I settle for my “beater shoes”?  These types of questions plague me every week, because bad weather can be hell on leather shoes.

In my previous post I talked briefly about how leather is made and the general “comfort zone” it likes to remain in. This post will address a few common bad things that happen to our leather shoes and what you can do to correct those issues to get your leather shoes bad into their comfort zone.

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