this is gonna happen ok

I just had the absolute most vivid dream I’ve ever had and it was about dnp coming out… bare with me

it was on younow, they did a joint one. the camera was on a table or something and the image was slightly tinted orange for some reason, maybe it was was later at night for them idk. They were both leaning over the phone, their heads taking up the whole frame almost. Phil’s head was resting against Dan’s cheek and it was squishing it; after a few seconds dan pulled back a bit and gave Phil a look where his eyes were wide but like he looked excited and his lips kind of curled inwards and he was smirking a bit. they then fell back onto wherever they were sitting which i guess was a bed or something and Dan was leaning over Phil. at this point Dan put his hands on the sides of Phil’s face and just like leant down and kissed him. it was just a peck but he ended the broadcast right after it.

i normally wouldn’t write something like this,,, but this was one of the weirdest dreams I’ve ever had. my dreams are always random and are never about real life situations, and I’ve never had a dream that felt as real as that one. it was so weird that i woke up straight after and thought it had actually happened (you have no idea how confused i was when i came on tumblr and nobody was talking about it). Also, it was odd because I remember dreaming about just watching the regular liveshow… like I was aware the dream was happening when it was just them there talking to us. even that part of the dream was a bit distorted though, but the end part just felt so real. in the dream as soon as it happened, I closed my laptop and laid down on the floor and just said “yep. there it is” and then got really happy and excited and rolled over and put my face in my hands. which is another weird thing, as I’ve never seen myself in a dream before.

tl;dr i had a really vivid realistic dream that Dan and Phil kissed on younow

third times the charm … right?
for shippy aftermath, look beyond


the reason he never took it

was because he’d never be able to let go

killing stalking, but for kids

This post is trash and so am I, feel free to unfollow my crust ass.

I will undoubtedly regret this in the morning but oh well, let’s do this.

And so he found his (new) mother??? 

The end????

Imagine an entire Star Trek show about a group of people who aren’t members of the bridge crew or one of the higher ups, and each week it’s them trying to do their job while crazy shit happens that they don’t really understand, like:

  • They get an announcement from their superior officers that goes “You may notice a child walking around the ship in a captain’s uniform. That is in fact the captain and is to be treated the same as always. We’re quickly working on a solution.”
  • A transporter mishaps causes the chief engineer to turn into a vulcan. They try not to stare at the ears, and move on.
  • Shots of them reacting to superior officers running through the background in the midsts of a red alert that they don’t know what it’s in response to.
  • “Did you hear the away team landed on planet that had five years pass before they got them back?” “Man, I’m glad I got skipped over for that assignment.”
  • Trying to figure out if the rumor that their commander got kidnapped by an alien race that considers them their god is true or just something made up by a bridge crewman to mess with them.
  • Popping in and out of existence and taking bets on which All Powerful race it is that’s doing it and why.
  • anytime Weird Shit happens on the ship it’s never explained. why are there chickens in the Jeffrey Tubes? why does the captain have a double? why did the chief medical examiner briefly turn homicidal? they don’t know and neither do you.
  • Each episode ends with them pouring one out for the crewmembers who died that week.
How it Probably Happened

Bob the animator: “Ok, so, there’s gonna be a broken piece of a sign that says ‘KL’ on it. Can you draw that?”

Frank the animator: “Yeah, sure, how’s this look?”

Bob the animator: “Well, if it was ACTUALLY a broken piece of a sign that says ‘Klondike,’ it wouldn’t have a big gap after the letters, but whatever. We can fix it in the closeup.”

Frank the animator: “Uh… ok. Shouldn’t I change it in the first shot?”

Bob the animator: “Nah, leave it, but give the new one some wood texture, and make it smaller… oh, and change the lengths of the spikes. The kids won’t notice.”

Frank the animator: “More like this?”

Bob the animator: “Yeah, yeah! And for the final scene, make it REALLY big, and remove the texture, and… heck, make it two spikes instead of three. Two is better.”

Frank the animator: “Alright, it’s done. Are you sure no one will ever notice all these haphazard, illogical changes?”

Bob the animator: “Yeah! I mean, what, do you think someone’s gonna take photos and put them on a blog with 21,227 followers some day? That would be ridiculous.”

anonymous asked:

Your style of writing is so lovely and addicting to read! It would be amazing if we could see more of selkie!Viktor (upbeat and chatty Viktor with a tragic past is my one weakness)

aww thank you! i don’t really have the energy to write something extensive at the moment but this is what i’ve got (this would be an au where viktor is the selkie and yuuri is the human haha)


It has been a month since he found Viktor on the beach. Well, ‘found’ isn’t quite the right word for it, as Viktor had come up to him completely naked and started asking him questions about whether or not he could show him around. Yuuri had assumed the man was lost, but he had ended up taking him around the beachfront portions of Hasetsu. And getting him a towel to avoid getting arrested for public indecency. 

It has been a month and it feels like Viktor has always been here, clad in a green yukata that barely clings to his shoulders sometimes and scarfing down bowl after bowl of katsudon and helping out around Yu-Topia wherever he could. Yuuri is more than painfully aware of the repercussions of getting too attached, since for all intents and purposes this man is a stranger, and Yuuri has no business wishing he’d stay forever when clearly this must be a temporary visit from this extraordinary person. Because there’s simply nothing ordinary in the way Viktor walks like he’s floating, in the beautifully foreign cadence of his voice, in the brightness of his eyes and hair. Yuuri had been enchanted from the start – he wouldn’t have invited anyone wandering lost around his hometown to stay with him at his family’s inn, after all. 

Yuuri knows their time must be limited. This mysterious man – Viktor – is surely too good to be true. Every day Yuuri strains to hear the sounds of him in the empty banquet room next to his own, hoping to ascertain that the man had not vanished in the night. Every day he finds those worries proven false, though it doesn’t stop him from thinking it, either. Viktor must surely be getting bored of this dying little town and its little ninja castle, of the tiny shops that only run in a language that stumbles around in his mouth and close too early. He’ll leave, and Yuuri will have to return to reality, to the very difficult decisions about his skating career. But while Viktor is here, Yuuri can pretend that caring for his guest is the first priority.

“I have never seen you skate,” says Viktor this morning, just after breakfast. His eyes are bright and there’s a smudge of natto in the corner of his mouth. Yuuri wants to taste it more than his own food. “Will you show me?”

Yuuri shrugs, his gaze dropping to his own breakfast. “I’m not that good,” he says.

“There are pictures of you skating everywhere, and trophies. Someone must think you are good,” Viktor points out. Yuuri feels his ears burning. 

“I came in sixth at the Grand Prix Final,” he says.

Viktor rests his chin on his hands, surveys Yuuri with that scrutinising blue gaze. “Minako-san says that makes you the sixth best skater in the world,” he points out. 

Yuuri sighs. “Later,” he promises, and begins to drink his tea to stave off further conversation. Viktor’s smile is bright, heart-shaped. Yuuri paints it into his memory and frames it in gold. 

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But let’s talk about the Supercorp scene.

Because in every superhero story, there is that cliche part/scene where the superhero saves their love interest or significant other and then they carry them in their arms.

And THIS, this is that scene for Supergirl. She saves the girl and carries her in her arms. No one can tell me this is a “just friends” scene. Its THE scene, the cliche hetero superhero scene. And now we got it and it was 100% gay. Dont fight me on this, thank you.

in the cal-zone [draco malfoy]

request: “45, 55, 119, 179 and 318 for Draco? Of course, you don’t have to use all of them, but I think it would be awesome if you did any combination of them, because I feel like they work well together. I also wanted to let you know I loved your Draco fic- you’re an amazing writer and you’ve got yourself a new follower! <3″ - @quills-and-quaffles

word count: ~1700

a/n: guess who’s back, back again - it me back w more draco malfoy, the slytherin asshole who i love and hate at the same time! thank u requester for ur lovely compliments!!! thank u for following a lame teen like yours truly (,: also sorry i only did 2 of them yeet i just felt like they went together really well! an additional sorry for changing “i love u, u arsehole” to “i luv u, u arsehole” even tho i’m not rlly sorry. (: i hate myself for this title even tho i laughed like a hyena when i came up with it now enjoy this - i’m hungry for calzones *ben wyatt look into camera*

55: “have i entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

119: “i love you, you asshole.” 

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