this is actually the background of my phone

I can’t believe it’s been almost a year since I was lucky enough to commission zenwisterias/taylordraws to draw two of my OCs, Kyna and Brandon! I also can’t believe I got too awkward to actually thank her properly??? They’re amazing and I love them, thank you so so much!!!

I’ve been writing and developing these guys on and off for around six years now, so it’s incredible to be able to see them somewhere other than inside my brain. Thank you sooo much Tayor!!!

Now I just have to wait for her to open them again so I can commission the other three OCs in this team ;)

don’t get me wrong, i love seeing those court of dreams + instagram edits, they’re GORGEOUS and often really clever, but like, i want to draw attention to the fact that there is 0 percent chance, realistically, that each and every one of them would have a perfectly balanced Aesthetic grid going on

The Court of Dreams + Instagram, For Realsies:

Rhys: assorted things he finds pretty (tending towards the abstract; probably thinks he’s A Photographer but isn’t) with needlessly overdramatic, sweeping, vague statements about feelings or love or life’s journey attached to each one. lots of pictures of Feyre with GUSHING PARAGRAPHS about how much he adores her.

Az: his profile just says “mor made me do this.” has posted exactly one picture and it’s of a cool cloud or something.

Cassian: WORKOUT SELFIES. hashtags about illyrianLYFE and The Grind. candids of Nesta looking annoyed captioned with 80 thirsty emojis. occasional low-tier memes well past their expiration date poached from some third-hand site like ifunny. comments on everything everyone else posts.

Mor: actually pretty aesthetic. posts The Most out of everyone. the OOTD, ~brunch and mimosas with the girls!~, killer selfies, Sephora Shopping Haul, etc kind of trendy poster. Also in this AU she has a cat and posts a shitton of pictures of the cat, and also Azriel with the cat.

Elain: Lots of flowers, some selfies, mushy quotes about positivity and friendship, but also that friend who cannot shut the fuck up about her relationship. “Nesta, I have to unfollow Elain,” Cassian says blearily over breakfast while scrolling through his phone. “My entire feed right now is pictures of her and Lucien kissing. She’s got song quotes under each one. I can’t do this.”

Lucien: Doesn’t have instagram, but spends all his time getting into fights about politics and his opinions about movies on twitter.

Nesta: Infrequent poster. mostly pics of places she travels to. takes some selfies of dramatic makeup looks she’s trying, and never smiles in any of them. there are occasional videos of Cassian being goofy, though, and MAYBE that’s her giggling in the background but she’d deny it.

Feyre: Actually a normal internet human. Posts her art, ~aesthetic~ photos of her studio, occasional pictures of her out with friends. There is the rare cute picture of rhys, captioned with something like “i guess I love this idiot” in hilarious contrast to his ramblings about her. (There are no selfies. Feyre’s not good at selfies. Mor has tried to teach her how to Work The Angles but Feyre feels too weird taking pictures of herself.)

Amren: I can’t believe people think Amren would have any social media at all. She’s like a combination of Rosa from B99 and Ron Swanson: “You people already know too much about me.”

Texts Between Strangers

Note: female/woman ‘reader’


Hey, it was really nice meeting you last night. Maybe we can grab lunch tomorrow? This is Cisco btw.

The text pops up on your phone screen as you’re scrolling through social media. You’ve been lounging in bed on this rainy Saturday morning planning on doing absolutely nothing for the rest of the day but binge watch The Walking Dead and order thai take out later. You just stare at the text for a minute, blinking.

You definitely didn’t give your number to anyone last night because all you did yesterday was pull a double shift at Jitters because they’ve been short staffed lately. A long day at work usually left you looking a bit wrecked so you’re damn sure there wasn’t anyone slipping their digits your way either.

This person has the wrong number.

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Nicknames (Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Words: 5400+

Warnings: Cursing, death, blood, 

A/N: this was a request and i can’t find it! but yes this got out of hand and i hope you enjoy!


It started with the knocks.

You just moved into your home. It wasn’t the biggest, only two bedrooms and one bathroom. Wanting to explore the world fueled your soul, and you felt like this was the beginning. This was the beginning of a long journey that you were willing to go on. Your parents didn’t want you to own a house so early, but you insisted, ignoring their frightening words like mortgage and high property taxes. You would figure that out along the way.

Because you were your own boss. You created a company from the bottom up, using all your savings and extra cash to make it successful. And now, at eighteen years old, you owned a multi-million-dollar business. And hell, if you wanted to buy a small home, it was feasible.

You were carrying your boxes into your home when you first heard the sounds. It was an even rhythm, three taps in a row. At first, you thought it was just because you bought a fixer-upper, but then it continued to get louder and louder.

“What is that sound?” You questioned, unpacking your clothes in your room. You were alone today, your family on vacation for the next few months. You placed your clothing on the hanger, and chuckled to yourself, “How about this: One knock for no, and two knocks for yes. Okay?”

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Misreading the Situation

Pairing: Stuart x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 3300

Request:  Ok I got a Stuart request! How about the reader is Billy’s daughter and she meets Stuart thinks he’s a complete asshole but then Stuart gets drunk and confesses that he loves her in a phone call that was supposed to be to Billy but it actually is placed to the reader then the reader gives Stuart a chance and maybe they get it on idk you take it from there

Author’s Note: This took so long to write and I apologize immensely. Thanks to @dumbass-stilinski and @rememberstilinski for looking this over for me! I hope you all enjoy the filthy sin!


Originally posted by dylanholyhellobrien


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accidents// sidemen

request: during the Charity Match you get injured during the pitch invasion which makes all the boys upset/angry because people did this to you and no one told them until they see you on the bus.

sorry this is so short and shit x

requests are open!

love you all xo


It was an accident, nobody meant to intentionally hurt you and you were fine other than a few cuts and bruises. However, you knew none of this would calm anybody down when they saw the state you were in. It looked a lot worse than it was, which obviously didn’t help.

The day had been going great all in all apart from the odd pitch invader and injuries, towards the end of the match you were practically stood on your seat cheering for the Vikk to score as you knew how much he wanted it and you got a lump in your throat anytime the boys attempted to set a goal up for him. But just when it was all nearly over, hundreds of kids ran down and onto the pitch.

You watched in disappointment as the boys were quickly ushered off, knowing that a pitch invasion was the last thing they wanted to happen and you were desperate to give each of them a hug. Just as you were about to head up to the friends and family area, a teenage boy jumped over the seats behind you which caused you to fall to the ground and bang your head off of the seat in front of you.

The pain was overwhelming and it forced you to stay lying on the floor, you had come alone due to the fact you bought your ticket after everyone else as you wasn’t just whether you could come. It was supposed to be a surprise for the boys and you had been so excited to see their faces.

A woman behind you hurriedly came over to you, checking you over and panicking when she noticed that there was a large cut on your forehead. “Oh, honey, I’ll take you to first aid!” The short, blonde yelled and you instantly noticed that she had an Irish accent.

Catherine, the Irish woman, helped you walked you to the first aiders and refused to leave your side until you was allowed to leave. She even offered to drive you home but you politely refused, you were intending to call one of the boys and squeeze onto the bus with all of them.

You rang the last member of the Sidemen who was in your recent calls, which happened to be Josh; the absolute hero of the day in your eyes. “Hey, (Y/N), did you watch the livestream?” He instantly asked when he answered.

“Erm… No, actually, I watched it from the stands,” you said hesitantly, “is there any chance I can get a ride on the bus?”

“You were here?! Oh my days, guys, (Y/N)’s here!” You heard shouts of excitement in the background which caused you to smile. Finally, Josh remembered you were still on the phone and quickly answered your question. “Of course, you can, but hurry because we’re about to leave.”

After what felt like hours but was probably only a couple of minutes, you found your way out of the stadium and onto their bus. Loud yells and cheers filled the bus as you walked up the steps, some of the boys were having a sing along but it all came to a silent stop once everybody noticed your presence. And then cries of concern were thrown towards you.

Everybody was talking at once, each person looking more confused than the other at your appearance. You had looked at yourself in the first aid room and you had to admit; it looked much worse than it was. The cut took up most of your forehead, however it wasn’t that deep, and it had formed a bruise around it as well as a matching one on your cheek. Your legs that were exposed due to the shorts you attired had scrapes and cuts on scattering across them and you must’ve twisted your ankle on the way down because it was difficult to walk on it.

Harry was the first one up and out of his seat, before he even spoke to you he gently led you over to an empty seat beside Simon who picked your legs up and draped them over his whilst Josh removed his jacket and placed it over you.

“Okay, everybody be quiet!” Tobi yelled over the confusion and again, the whole bus fell silent. “(Y/N), what the hell has happened to you?”

“I just got knocked over during the pitch invasion,” you mumbled, feeling nervous due to all of the attention.

The seven boys around you had nothing but pure anger on their faces as soon as the words fell from your lips. “Somebody knocked you over?” JJ repeated your words through gritted teeth, “did they at least help you up?”

You grimaced as you shook your head and everybody began to shout at once again.

“Absolutely ridiculous! I can’t believe what they’ve done to you,” Ethan exclaimed and the other boys muttered their agreements.

“Are you okay?” Vikk asked quietly as he handed you a water bottle that you took gratefully.

“I’m fine, just a little shook up.” You tried to smile, but instead you winced which caused Simon to reach forwards and run his hands lightly through your hair.

“You should’ve called us as soon as it happened,” said Harry. “I got the fright of my life when I saw your face.”

“Thanks, Harry,” you rolled your eyes laughing and Harry flushed red when he realised how his words had come across. “I was only trying to surprise you lot, if I knew that I’d be coming home with a big cut across my head, I wouldn’t have bothered.”

The boys laugh at your attempt to joke about the situation but you have known them long enough to know that the fact you got hurt at one of their events was making them feel sick. Each of them give you a hug and kiss the top of your head.

“Honestly, guys, I’m fine.” You reassured them and with a cheeky wink you joked, “but you do know this means you guys are all looking after me for the next week.”

“We wouldn’t have it any other way,” Simon raised his eyebrows towards the others and they all rolled their eyes at each other.

You slapped Simon for his sarcastic comment and snuggled further under Josh’s jacket, feeling ever so lucky you had such caring and amazing friends in your life.

so I was just ordering a pizza, and the call picked up and I could hear the background sounds of the pizzeria, but no one said anything. So, naturally, I just assumed that they were away from the phone, or something. Anyways, SpongeBob was on the TV and I was quoting it under my breath like “Ravioli, Ravioli give me the formuioli.” And then I heard this laughter from the phone, and this girl was like “Did you just call to whisper that into the phone, or are you actually going to order something?” I have never been more embarrassed someone save me

anonymous asked:

I struggle with depression and self loathing. It's like not matter what I can not lose weight. I'm 200 and I should weigh 120-125 so I'm very over weight. I want to lose weight I just am always sleeping and eating. And repeat. I just can't find the energy or motivation. And constantly I'm finding something I don't like about my body. I can't stand my double chin/neck and my breasts. Especially my breasts they're just so big and saggy. I don't know what to do. Any tips? Thank you for your time

I’m going to share some of my personal story because I feel that it’s very relevant. when I was 14-15 years old I struggled quite a bit with my weight. I gained and lost, but mainly gained. I had a lot of stress issues and insecurity, mainly because of my mental illnesses, negative comments from family, and society’s bullshit ideals. it truly just made me hate myself more. I often ate in times of stress and boredom and I also ate a lot of dairy which I am actually allergic to. 

when I was 18 years old I went back to england. I weighed roughly 200 lbs at the time, and I made the conscious decision to eat healthier and lose the unwanted weight. I genuinely thought most of my problems would go away if I got thinner. I will not lie to you, I lost the weight at an unhealthy pace. I was very sick at the time. I was suddenly underweight at 5′10 with even more problems than before.

losing that weight did not make me feel stronger. it did not make me feel more proud or accomplished. most importantly, it did not make me feel more beautiful or more desired and my problems definitely did not disappear.

the point of my story is that truly loving yourself and feeling beautiful genuinely starts with self acceptance and fat acceptance for everyone including yourself. since then I have gained 10+ lbs of healthy weight and I am still working on myself physically and mentally. having issues with body image is something that has to be worked on throughout your life. 

I have a few tips for weight loss, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with wanting to lose weight as long as you know that you are extremely beautiful at any size. even with your double chin and your saggy boobs. try to remember that boob saggage comes with weight loss- and that doesn’t make them any less cute or beautiful !!! I am not ashamed to say my boobs changed quite a bit throughout the years. I love them just the same even if I feel a bit insecure about them sometimes.

• start your journey with inspiration and motivation. surround yourself with positivity. change your phone background, put up new pictures in your room, and follow a ton of inspirational accounts. do some research and look for models at any size who inspire you. there is actually a lack of body diversity on this website so I found some gorgeous dolls that might inspire you.

diana veras

brittnee blair

anita marshall

• plan your meals ahead of time. you don’t need to cut back on portions- just add more natural healthy things into your meals. losing weight is not about restricting so eat up !!!! 

• try to avoid processed, high fat, sugar and high salted foods on the regular. save those for well deserved treats. 

• get at least 15 minutes of sun and 25 minutes of exercise every day, even if it’s just a walk around the block. getting into this habit is good for both your body and mind.

• losing weight the healthy way takes a lot of commitment and patience, but it is very much achievable and possible. you can do anything you put your mind to.

• practice self love and self care every day. forget everything negative you have been told and appreciate everything about your body. I made this weekly printable self care checklist that you can download for free if you want. 

I love you darling. I hope these are all helpful to you. please know you are more than welcome to message me anytime, and I wish you luck. remember that you are beautiful. 💖💖

ok i now this sounds like a fake story but it actually happened. so as most of my followers know i’m working at a summer camp (sleepaway) rn. apparently someone had lost their phone because at the end of dining hall announcements the camp director held up a phone and said “WE HAVE A LOST PHONE…THE BACKGROUND SAYS….BORN TO MAKE HISTORY” and i. Was losing my actual shit and none of my campers understood why. anyways i saw the camper who’s phone it was and i said “yuri on ice?” and she was like “yeah wanna see the background?!” obviously i said “heck yeah” and i looked at it and i was like NICEEEE then i high fived her and said victuuri for life Anyways i love being a camp counselor

Glitch In The Matrix Stories #25

How Is This Possible? What Did I See? 

So I was just sitting chilling with my brother and girlfriend and for some reason I casually closed my eyes, and I LEGIT saw a very vivid scenery that I never saw before in my entire life.

The scenery was as if I was lying on the ground looking up at a small waterfall with trees on the left side and normal grass on the right side. This waterfall fell into a little river thing that I was apparently lying at the shore of. All of this was happening with movement- it wasn’t just a still view. I was also wide awake and describing to them what i was seeing I’m real time.

Once I opened my eyes, I tried to close it back to continue the view but nothing happened.

I can remember EXACTLY what I saw extremely clearly and i have never seen such a thing in my life. I never ever experienced any sort of waterfall like areas.

Credits to: t3chsmash

My Primary School Has Changed

I have no idea how to describe this, it’s so strange. My primary school, where I’ve spent 9 years of my life (1996-2005), has completely changed. It was a building with 3 floors and it had 30-years anniversary when I was in 7th grade. 

Today I went to my hometown and the building has only 2 floors. I asked my mom what happened to the school and she had no idea what am I asking. She said that the school has been like that since 1980′s. But the school was built in 1973.

And the school’s name has changed too. When I went home, I went to see some old papers and documents I had from that school. The name was different there too!

Credits to: JoeRossu

I Visited A Place That Doesn’t Exist

Even though this happened 6 years ago it still creeps me out. It’s frustrating to think I’ll never be able to understand it. 

When I was 14, I lived with my mother and we had this gas heater thing which was used very rarely. One day it broke, so we took it to a repair service and this is where it starts to get weird. The repair service was in this extremely rusty, suspicious looking building that I recognized because I passed by it everyday on my walk to school. But I always thought it was abandoned- there were no signs that any business was run in there. Never saw any people coming in or out. Still, I didn’t think about it then because why would I, right? 

Anyway, we didn’t actually go inside. My mother just knocked on the door and a man in a white uniform answered. In the background I could see maybe like 3 or 4 people in the same white uniforms- like, glowing white. Also, the walls. They were glowing blue. So bright and sparkling it hurt my eyes to look at them. The man just took our heater, didn’t ask any questions about it or usual things like my mother’s name, address and phone number. It was just like: ‘oh hello, I have a broken heater!’ 'okay cool!’ 'I’ll come pick it up someday!’ 'okay bye!’ and that’s all. 

We went back home and thought nothing about it. After a week my mother called them and asked if she could come to get it and they said there was a burglary and our heater had been stolen along with all other clients’ things. I don’t remember why but we drove there anyway. 

When we arrived, there was… nothing. It was the same old, rusty building I always walked past by. Looked abandoned as usual. No sign anything was ever there. My mother went to some store nearby to ask what happened to the repair service and people there were astonished and said there had never been any repair service or anything similar. After that, nothing more was done about it. My mother never called them again. 

After a couple of months she went into the basement to look for something but guess what she found instead? Yes. The damn heater. We are both sure we only had one heater like that in our house and that’s the one that had been 'stolen’ from the 'repair service’. 

Now it’s been years since that happened. The heater is long gone but it’s the most creepy and unexplainable thing in my life. My mother remembers it the same way I do, the same exact details- people in weird white uniforms (people who work at repair services usually wear casual clothing, right? they don’t look like they are some wannabe surgeons), the strange, unsettling, glowing blue light/walls, the suspicious fact they didn’t ask her for any contact info or what’s wrong with the device. 

She doesn’t even remember why she picked that place or where she knew about it from, or where she got their phone number. Now that I’m reading it it sounds dumb and fake but I swear it’s true and it both excites and terrifies me. I’ve never told anyone about it because they’d think I was delusional and I’d think so too if it weren’t for the fact my mother remembers it all as well.

Credits to: livelaughvomit

Disabled Man Mysteriously Disappeared

So this is the weirdest thing I have ever experienced that I have never been able to explain. I was riding with my mom and sister to be dropped off at school. I was about 13 at the time. We stopped at a red light at a large and busy intersection when an old man in an automatic wheelchair crossed the crosswalk in front of us and reached the other side. He stopped at the corner and just kinda sat there. 

Then a car passed in front of him and he was gone. I watched the whole thing, he just disappeared. There wasn’t enough time for him to wheel away and the car couldn’t have picked him up. I didn’t really think much of it, thinking maybe I just imagined it until about 30 seconds later my mom says, “OK, did either of you see where that guy in the wheelchair went?" 

I was like, "Yea, he just disappeared.” She said she thought she just imagined it too. The even weirder thing was that my sister didn’t even see him. He crossed right in front of our car but she didn’t see him at all. To this day we both have no explanation for what happened.

Credits to: The1stRichard

Sleepy Surprise || Jack Maynard Imagine

“Hello everyone and welcome back to my channel or hello if you’re new!” Joe says to his vlogging camera, “And today, I’m picking up my little sister up from the airport.” He smiles wider when his eyes meet mine.

“Joe!” I shout my feet carrying me to him. He quickly slams his camera into his pocket as he wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up.

“I’ve missed you Small,” He says quietly.

“Already with the nickname?” I ask pulling away from our hug. He laughs but doesn’t say anything, instead, he takes my hand and pulls me along to collect my bags.

“Jack doesn’t know you’re home,” He pipes up smirking. We’re sat in my car that I leave with Joe when I go away as I’m a Flight Attendant.

“I was wondering why my boyfriend didn’t come to pick me up,” I say laughing.

“I want to surprise him for a video,” He says.

“Yeah okay,” I say laughing, “Whats the plan?”

As Joe tells me the plan and we get to his house I get more and more excited to see my boyfriend for the first time in a week. Let the surprise begin.

I’m hiding in Joe’s guest bedroom waiting for an unsuspecting Jack Maynard to walk in. I pace around the room before eventually laying myself down onto the bed. I feel myself start to fall asleep and the rest of the world disappear.

===JACKS POV===

“Hey Joe, Why have you called me here? Do you need to film a new video?” I ask, making my way into my best mates apartment.

“Yeah actually I do, I’ll just grab my laptop and meet you in the spare room?” He says turning away from me. I make my way over to the room and pull my phone out of my pocket, eyes trained on my phone background. A cute picture of me and Y/N, Her on my back in a piggyback, both of us mid laugh. I missed her. Opening the door slowly. I plug my phone into my pocket and lift my gaze to the room.

Bags, a body wrapped in a blanket and her scent.

Her bags are sprawled through the room. I make my way over to the bed, “Y/N?”

“Hmm,” She groans softly, before bolting upright,  "Oh, I was supposed to be awake to surprise you.“ She yawns.

I pull her into my arms with a laugh, "God I’ve missed you.” My lips travel their way across her neck and cheek before finally meeting her lips.

“I’ve missed you more, and Joe’s filming us, ” She says softly, “But I’m sleepy so can I go back to sleep?”

I laugh but nod my head, “Of course, but I’m not leaving you.” I press my lips to her forehead softly.

anonymous asked:

I love your stuff so much Ahhh I check in every day. I just started playing Ensemble Stars recently and Leo made me think of Idol!Yata. What do you think of Yata being in an idol group where he's the lead (sort of like Knights) and Fushimi being... Probably part of fine (an Idol group led by Munakata that is also the school's student council)? As a side note, there's also a Mikoto look alike in Ensemble Stars called Kuro. I just thought you'd find it funny.

I’m suddenly imagining this as like the unholy fusion of Idol K and Gakuen K, with Fushimi and Yata both being students at idol school and part of rival idol groups. Like maybe they went to performing arts middle school together and started their own little mini idol group, featuring just the two of them. They managed to get some minor popularity, enough that they were both able to get a full ride to this prestigious school that’s specifically made to churn out up-and-coming idols. At first they’re both really excited, like Yata figures this is their chance to get really popular and even Fushimi’s looking forward to it if only because now he’ll have access to better songwriting materials, more up-to-date programs and such and besides, as long as it’s just him and Misaki singing that’s all he needs. On their first day Principal Ichigen Miwa tells the students that they are all free to form their own idol groups and in fact it is encouraged, any students who wish to begin to compete upon the world stage as idols ay have access to all the resources the school has and the idols who become most popular can even get signed sometimes before graduating. Yata and Fushimi fist bump and declare that they’re going to become the most popular duo in the school.

So then one day shortly after entering the school Yata’s practicing in a club room when he’s overheard by an upperclassman, Totsuka, who’s super impressed with Yata’s dancing skills and vocal talent. He asks if Yata’s joined any idol groups yet and Yata says just the one he and Saruhiko are forming, which is when he learns that students are allowed to form multiple groups. Totsuka tells Yata about his own group, Homra, and how it’s a large idol group but they have a bunch of sub units so that everyone can sing with the group as a whole or also with specific people. Yata’s intrigued, especially when Totsuka takes him to see a performance and Yata becomes entranced with lead singer and head of Homra Mikoto. Yata immediately volunteers both himself and Saruhiko for Homra, which Fushimi is totally pissed about when he finds out. Yata doesn’t see what the big deal is because he and Fushimi can still be sub unit together and this way they can get more popularity quicker by being part of the already super popular Homra. Fushimi initially goes along with it but he hates seeing Yata sing with other people, especially when Kusanagi suggests making a new sub unit with Yata as the lead singer and several of the Homra guys (but not Fushimi) as his backup. This is when student council president – and lead singer of rival popular idol group Scepter 4 – extends Fushimi a formal offer to join his group. Fushimi burns the sheet music of songs he wrote for himself and Yata and joins Scepter 4.

After that the two of them become rivals, like maybe Yata’s sub unit featuring himself, Kamamoto, Chitose, Eric and Dewa somehow ends up as rivals towards Fushimi’s Scepter 4 sub unit of Fushimi, Akiyama, Hidaka, Enomoto and Doumyouji. They always end up singing at the same events one after each other and have a similar sound though their lyrics and dances are complete opposites. Yata is proud to be the lead singer of his group, like while Fushimi probably ends up as lead for a few sub units (you know Munakata would want to use that voice as much as possible) Yata just has this one extremely successful group that he’s proud of. But at the same time Yata doesn’t understand how he and Fushimi ended up as rivals this way, in his heart Yata still wants to sing with Fushimi. Maybe the two groups get into some big sing-off after lights out and get caught by the principal, who places both groups in detention and it’s like idol breakfast club as everyone bonds and Yata and Fushimi get locked in a closet together until they work out their issues.