this was hard and it got no notes the first time i posted it so i deleted it and changed it

mordsek  asked:

Hi, just swinging by to see how you were doing! Also, wondering if you still have the comic strip advertising commissions (it's more for reference rather than actually commissioning you, sorry!) floating around somewhere? It was a while back and I was thinking of passing it along to a friend for study.

Hey!! I’m doing much better than a few weeks ago, feeling great and dandy, thank you for asking!

I KNOW THE COMIC STRIP THAT YOU ARE REFERRING TO AND it’s probably floating around on other people’s blogs, but I deleted it off of mine because I am no longer taking commissions. But since I had an interesting experience with regards to that specific post and commission period, I’m gonna repost the four pages here and leave some commentary about it.

I’m also going to go ahead and answer this ask, too, since it’s in the same vein:

Hey there Anon, I usually charged $35 for sketchpage commissions! I fluctuated the amount that I charged for them between $35-$55, and $35 seemed to be where the amount of interest peaked, though that is very much underselling. If I open up commissions again in the future, I will definitely charge much more, since they take a lot of time and involve a lot of drawing. As for the second question, see below for advice and tips/observations I’ve discovered while doing commissions monthly to make rent for the last year and a half, haha!



This particular commission advertisement absolutely exploded, which was completely unexpected to me, and exciting! I guess since people don’t usually present commission prices in this sort of pseudo-narrative style, it was eye-catching.


I didn’t get any business!! This post originally broke at least 1k notes if I remember correctly (it was last year, and my memory is not the greatest), but I managed to attract less business inquiries than I did on my usual, straight-forward commission pages! Which was a huge bummer!! The problem with this advertisement is that it read more as a narrative to be consumed than as a serious call to action, which is interesting, but, again, a bummer.

Most of the reblogs and sharing that happened with this commission advertisement ended up consisting of tags and commentary saying “oh this is sweet” “wow this is really clever” “I’m going to do something like this for my next commission sheet” “I can’t commission this person but this is too cool not to reblog” etc. etc. etc. etc. I mean, I thought it was a cool idea, and I guess it was from how well it gained traction, but it was probably one of the singularly most frustrating experiences of my freelance life, haha!

So my advice would be: don’t make your commissions posts like this if you want to get serious business inquiries. Make your prices and examples as quick to digest as possible. The more simple the page, the more people will jump at it.

I’ve ALSO found that if you’re going to do commissions, you should limit the type of work you’re willing to do and limit the options that commissioners have to consider. That sounds a little backwards when you consider what the average commission post you see looks like, but hear me out on this one.

If someone sees a commission sheet with strong, solid examples of a single type of commission like fullbody sketches, that’s an easy decision to make. Base price of $30 for a fullbody colored sketch? I can afford that! I’ll message them right now!

But if you have separate prices listed out for Headshots, Bustshots, Waistshots, Fullbody shots, and then on TOP of those types you have listed different art styles such as Sketch, Ink, Flats, Full Shading, and Full Illustrations, that’s a LOT of information to process and a LOT of decisions to make on the part of casual browsers. I have found in my own personal experience AS a buyer that I’m less likely to jump on commissioning someone if they have a billion options listed. If I see a post that’s like “hey I’m doing sketches that look like [example] hit me up if you want one they’re $20″ I’ll be a lot more likely to seriously consider it.

So, take for example the above four page commission advertisement comic I did. I offered way too many options, and presented them in a hard-to-digest format. For viewers, it wasn’t clear whether I was making a joke about starving artists, or if I was seriously looking to do work for people.

After that particular commission period, I changed my advertisements to look like this:

Straightforward and to the point. I realized that I really enjoyed doing sketchpage commissions because they let me be flexible with how I drew the character, and they were also my most popular commission option. So I changed my business to ONLY offering sketchpage commissions, so it would be easier for me to keep track of what everyone was getting, and easy for potential clients to know what they were going to get if they commissioned me.

And it worked! I consistently got between 20-30 commissions every single month, and it’s why I was able to survive that first year of living on my own out in the big adult world.

Phew, okay, my fingers are tired, I think that’s all the information I have to share on the subject??! Hopefully that’s helpful for someone out there. Sorry it was so long.

Three’s Company (Part 4): Out On a Limb

Title:  Three’s Company: Out On a Limb

Author:  Mimi @captain-rogers-beard

Summary:  After breaking up with your fiance, you’re forced to move in with your twin brother, Bucky, and his best friend and roommate, Steve. Living with your brother is one thing. Living with the man you’ve harbored a crush on for the majority of your life is another. What could possibly go wrong?

Master Post

Characters:  Steve Rogers, Female Reader (Y/N Barnes), James “Bucky” Barnes, Brock Rumlow (mentioned), Natasha “Nat” Romanoff,

Word Count:  2849

Ratings: PG-13

Warnings:  slight angst, sexual tension, unrequited love

Author’s Notes: This is my first Marvel series and AU. I write Supernatural on @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog. I drew inspiration from the television show “Three’s Company,”  the movie “What’s Your Number?” and a bunch of other things. Thank you to the amazing @mamapeterson and @climbthatmooselikeatree for helping me - beta work, bouncing ideas off of them, and overall encouraging me.

***My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

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Everything Except Us - Auston Matthews #4

Originally posted by brandoncarlo

about/request: Love your writing!!! Can you do an Auston Matthews imagine where the reader is his gf and she’s upset about the hate she’s getting on social media because the reader and Auston are public with their relationship? can you have Auston find out about it and comfort her, make it fluffy pleaseee

warnings: cursing and a little bit of angst in the beginning, you know the usual

authors note: thank you thank you for the compliments!! i really liked this one, it was cute

word count: 1234

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The City

Genre: Idk, it’s post breakup feels~

Summary: Your two year long relationship has ended. With a new apartment and job you’re ready to move on from your relationship. But The City seems to have other plans for you.

Word Count: 1.2k 

Warnings/Triggers: none

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Final

The toothbrush stared back at you from the metal holder on your sink. Your apartment of the past 2 years was completely packed except for the bathroom. It was the last place evidence of your relationship with him existed. You broke up with him over the phone and you felt stupid about giving him his toothbrush back when his bandmates came to pick up his stuff. When he was gone on tour or working until dawn that blue toothbrush gave you comfort. It reminded you that he had a home with you. A soft place to land when he was too tired to make the commute back to the dorms. You remembered how nervous you were when you suggested that he could leave one there. He was spending so much time at your apartment that it made sense. You were pretty sure your face was as pink as his hair when you asked him.

But now it haunted you. It sat on your sink untouched for almost two months now. You tired throwing it away so many times before now. You held the plastic in your hand trying to convince yourself that he was really gone. That he wouldn’t be coming back. The toothbrush used to mean so much. It might have been small but it was the start of the life the two of you had planned together. You always knew that your relationship wasn’t going to be easy, dating an idol was really hard. But you knew that it was worth it. That the late nights were worth it. That he was worth it.

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You don’t own me part 5

Originally posted by deerest-xo

Excerpt: “Before we go in there you should know that you only speak when you are asked. Else I don’t want to hear any noise from you”, his tone was firm which should indicate you that there should be no backtalk. 

“What?! Am I a dog?”, you yelled.

“Act like one and maybe you’ll get a reward”, an evil grin spread over his face as he exited the car.

Word count: 2549 // Yaas my friends!

Warnings: Angst -  It’s slowly increasing!

Author’s note: I know that mostly after the third part or so the people loose interest in my stories but still there are a some of you who stayed with me!  @httpwyf​ , @dont-hyuck@vicassa@imbaekhyunstrash
@byunbunniess@literaltae@jookyunhoe@crovalkyrie​ I hope I’m not bothering you by tagging you. If so please tell me and I’ll stop ;)  
I’m very thankful to everyone else too! ♥

Even if this part wouldn’t be read at all I still feel like writing it because I do actually enjoy it! I see a lot of people struggling on here by the lack of response they get for they stories while they totally forget the ones who did read and liked it! I must admit that in the beginning I felt the same because it is hard. There are so many awesome writers out there so you always compare yourself. But actually there is no need because writing is  something just for me. It calms me down and I allows me to shut the world out for a little while. And that is what counts I guess. So yeah after telling you my little realization I hope you can enjoy this part :) ♥

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4

Check out my masterlist ;)

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The Predator’s Obsession #7

Summary: In this current day Avengers AU, you work as a profiler with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Your boyfriend, Steve Rogers, leads a close-knit group of supervisory special agents as they track a killer.
Characters in this chapter: Female reader, Brock Rumlow, Clint Barton, Bucky Barnes, Ashley [murder victim], Tony Stark, Nick Fury,
Characters mentioned: Nick Fury, Wanda Maximoff
Pairing: Steve Rogers x plus size female reader, Bucky Barnes x Wanda Maximoff
Word Count: 2,526
Warnings: Language, fat-shaming, talk of kidnapping and starvation [consider these three a warning for all chapters], character death.
Author’s Note: POV changes. SERIES MASTER LIST Any terminology mistakes are mine, and mine alone. Thank you to @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @climbthatmooselikeatree and @dean-in-the-devils-trap . Without their help and influence, this fic would not have gotten written.

My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.


Steve shook his head, nostrils flaring as he ground his jaw. “You’re wrong about this,” he breathed.

“Get out,” you ordered, voice shattering into a million pieces.

“Gladly,” Steve gruffed. He stormed out of the office, slamming the door behind him. With a sob, you fell to your knees, and buried your face in your hands.

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blacktofade  asked:

Stiles as a professional cuddler, where he offers a range of services, from spooning to hand holding to quiet murmuring. Also, there are a lot of health benefits from being cuddled regularly and Derek happens to be in need of said benefits ;__;

counting sheep don’t help me sleep

(a little fic i wrote for my friends around the holidays)

Kira is probably the closest thing to a friend Derek has at work, a relationship that has its positives and negatives. Derek doesn’t really go out of his way to make friends with his coworkers, preferring to keep his head down and get his work done, but it’s nice to eat lunch with someone, to have someone say “Have a good weekend!” even if all Derek’s doing that weekend is what he does every weekend: workout, go to the library, watch a new foreign film (last weekend’s was De grønne slagtere, and he hasn’t been able bring himself to eat meat since).

The bad thing about being friends with Kira is that the longer they know each other, the more comfortable they are in each other’s presence, the more Kira seems to feel like she’s got to look after Derek for some reason. Kira’s a pretty empathetic person anyway; all the ladies in the office like telling her their horror stories about dating because Kira makes the best horrified faces in reaction to their sordid tales, but she takes it a step further with Derek. And, to a certain extent, Derek doesn’t mind that much; Kira reminds him of Laura in some ways, the way she gently teases him about his diet, and leaves little notes on his desk about inconsequential things - but then she takes an interest in his well being: his mental  wellbeing.

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Take A Break

Note: This one is super fluffy, so I hope y’all enjoy it. I didn’t get to really make edits to it because I have this queued for my vaycay, so…oh well?


  1. Can I request #38 with TJeff
  2. I’d like a fanfiction #49 promise. You simply must give me a reader x thomas thomas! (Please, if you didn’t mind. Ps your blog gives me life)

Word Count: 1097

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Warnings: None

AU: College

Originally posted by thetrailsman

“Y/N, I’m a needy boyfriend. I need your attention.” Thomas dragged as if he was a little kid.

“Thomas, no, I need to study.” You said, glancing over at him for the first time in a while.

You were studying for an important exam you had in two days. You hadn’t taken a break all day, and when Thomas came to visit you, that hadn’t changed. He had made it his mission to get you to take a break, but so far, he failed.

“You’ve been ignoring me this whole time.” He pouted. You’d never thought you’d see him pout until now.

You chuckled. “That’s kinda been the point.”

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Audrey Jensen x Reader - Killer

Pairings: Audrey Jensen x Reader
Warnings: Swearing
Words: 2194
Request: “
An Audrey imagine where you’re Noah’s twin and Audrey likes you and the killer knows and stalks you because of it and threatens her with what they know so she gets really clingy” - anon
Request (2): “Hey babe. Do you think you would be able to do a short lil Audrey drabble where the reader walks in on Audrey changing? And the reader is Noah’s sister if possible? Thankyoooooooou :DDD”
- @ezramillerqueer  
Note: I posted this first part for like a minute the other day before deleting it cause I thought it’d do better with this request than on its own. And btw, does anyone know when Audrey and Noah met? Cause I always just assumed that they were like always friends since children but idk. Thanks :)


“Noah, you prick!” I slammed his door open, “Stop using my chapsti-“

I froze in my tracks, eyes trained on the half-naked girl on my twin brother’s bed who was previously struggling to pull her tight jeans on, now staring at me like a deer caught in the headlights. My posture straightened and I breathed in slowly as my brain slowly processed what was happening, delayed slightly by the wonderful sight before me.

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anonymous asked:

For tangled up in blue, I would like a deleted scene for sexy times with killian and Emma, like now that Emma lives with killian maybe unexpected situation hahaha just saying

Tangled Up In Blue ‘Deleted Scenes’

Interrupted Sexy Time

Summary: This is where I will be posting a collection of missing scenes that are based on prompts or deemed unnecessary for my actual story Tangled Up In Blue.

A/N: I have so many ideas for this universe but I often get carried away when I write them out, so I decided to keep them separate. And as I mentioned on Tumblr awhile ago, I will be taking suggestions or prompts, so please feel free to leave a comment or pm me to request anything you would like to be added. It can be smutty or angsty or just plain cute, I will be more than happy to include it. I’ve rated this Mature due to the content of first scene, but ratings and tags may vary with each chapter. Also, note that these scenes will be added in no particular order so if there’s something you wanted to see that would’ve taken place towards the beginning of the story please ask away! Thanks so much for following along with my story!

I’m not sure if this is exactly what the Anon wanted, but I had originally planned on writing this for the actual story, and alas, I got carried away with the sexy times and it would have taken up more than half of chapter 20. So I decided to post this as a deleted scene while I write the next chapter. I have more time this coming week so I will be able to update soon.

For this chapter I decided to incorporate some of the dialogue from the pancake scene, so this is my contribution to that scene, even though it’s an alternate universe. I apologize ahead of time, I just could not resist doing so (not actually sorry) ; )

Rated: M

Also Available on: AO3 FF.N

Deleted Scenes: 1 2

Read from the beginning: Tangled Up in Blue

Emma was having really bad hunger pangs when she woke up. Which really was a shame seeing as she was snuggled comfortably in her lover’s arms and didn’t ever want to leave. He was still sleeping, an adorably content look settled in his handsome features as she peered up at him.

In the end, her intense craving for something sweet overruled her other desires. She very slowly and carefully removed Killian’s arm from around her belly and placed it beside his face. The next challenge was his legs that were entangled with hers. She gently pushed his body from hers and somehow managed to slip her legs free and force herself to sit up, dangling her feet over the bed. As she craned her neck and glanced over at her peacefully sleeping boyfriend, Emma immediately regretted her decision, but if she didn’t satisfy her craving, she wasn’t going to be able to relax.

She stood up and walked over to the closet, grabbing her robe. As she slipped it on, tying the belt above her belly, she felt like she was on a cloud, her body still buzzing and feeling alight from the lovemaking she and Killian had engaged in the night before. She couldn’t contain the smile that spread across her lips as she went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. She couldn’t believe how happy and content she was after all the years she felt imprisoned when she was with Neal. Even knowing that he was still a threat to Emma and her baby, she was still optimistic. She felt safe and secure with Killian, and no abusive husband of hers was going to change that.

Emma opened the refrigerator, finding the leftover apple pie she had made. She licked her lips thinking about having a slice of it. She grabbed the pie container it was in and shut the door behind her before making her way to the counter. She took out a slice and transferred it to a plate, putting it in the microwave.

When the pie was warmed up to her liking, she took out a carton of vanilla ice cream, scooping some up and plopping it on top of the slice before replacing the container in the freezer. She decided that she would feel selfish eating apple pie by herself without sharing some with Killian so she grabbed two forks from the silverware drawer.

Just as she was about to pick up the plate, she felt a pair of strong hands curl around her hips and a warm pair of lips brushing across her ear. Her heart fluttered as he swiped her disheveled hair to one side of her shoulder, murmuring against her skin.

“Mmm, something smells delicious.”

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More writing advice you (may not) like: The Scrub

Sorta-kinda an addendum to this post, one of my most popular posts of all time.

So I’m thisclose to being done with my new novel about the Hardboiled Lady Detective and the Hot Young Mountain Guide. Which means I’m mentally gearing myself up for the second step in my writing process, a procedure I call The Scrub

Lemme put it in context.

1. The very first thing to do is write a zero draft. If you’re not familiar with the concept, basically it just means you’re writing to tell yourself the story. Worry not about such things as continuity, flow, pacing, editing, grammar, and especially not nitpicky things like punctuation. Just spew it all out. Don’t edit yourself. Tell yourself a story. Finish that story. Write it in discontinuous chunks (I sure did on this book). You can take out or add in huge bits of story at this stage, or leave them in. Don’t self-censor at all. Indulge in as many long schmoopy interludes, overdone info dumps and melodramatic speeches as your heart desires. Get it all out of your system now and later, after you’ve lived with it through a few stages, it’ll be surprisingly easy to dial it down.

2. If you have something resembling a coherent story, move on to The Scrub. If you don’t, now’s a good time to consider an outline, or a story arc. If you need to make Top Level Changes (as in, eliminating plot threads that didn’t go anywhere or drastically changing the order of events), now’s the time. But once you’ve got a story that you’re more or less okay with the general shape of, move on to…

THE SCRUB. This is not a rewrite. This is not an edit. Those things will come later. This is a method of organizing the story elements and decluttering your story and your thoughts about the story.

Here are the elements of The Scrub, as I use it. YMMV.

  • First, print the story. I have Kinko’s print it double-sided with wide two-inch margins, coil-bound. Be sure your hardcopy has page numbers.
  • Get your ass a notebook, some highlighters and red pens, and some blank calendar pages (you can find them easy on line, printable) that cover the dates your story takes place. Also get some of those multicolored little post-it flags.
  • Start going through the manuscript, while doing the following:
    • Construct a calendar timeline for the story. If there are benchmarks, start there (my current book includes both Thanksgiving and Christmas, for example). Mark down on the calendar when things happen. You want to have a real timeline for the story. Readers might not notice if too much time has gone by in the story for the temporal references but they’ll sort of subliminally notice, and it is more helpful than you’d think to have your story anchored in a real timeline. This will also tell you if you need to massage some of the chronological references. Highlight in a specific color all the timeline references on your hardcopy so you can go back and easily find them to make changes.
    • In a steno notebook, construct an index of scenes with page numbers. This will be super helpful later when you’re like “Hey I should insert [scene] before the bit where [whatever].” You’ll quickly be able to locate where [scene] should go. It’ll also help crystallize the sequence of events in your head.
    • Make notes of anything that strikes you hard enough that you want to change it at this stage, keeping in mind that small changes (like wording, etc) should wait for a rewrite. 
    • Note continuity errors. For example, I started writing my story thinking my Hardboiled Lady Detective was an awful cook, then later I decided to give her a cooking hobby. So there are early references to her being a bad cook. Mark these for correction.
    • Make notes on the manuscript of Things To Add Or Delete. I have a whole list I’ve been building during the writing of things to add in that I sort of let slide. These could include things like the following:
      • Hey, I made a big deal about introducing this character and then I kinda never mentioned him again. I should fix that.
      • Oh yeah, I was going to include way more flashbacks. I’ve made a list of the flashbacks I wanted to include - let me decide and make a note of where to put them in.
      • My feelings about this character really evolved over the writing - I should change a few early descriptions and dialogues to reflect that.
      • Whoa, this scene is really redundant based on what comes later. Cut that.
      • Wait, what happened to this plot thread? I totally dropped it and didn’t even notice.
      • And so forth.
    • Make liberal use of your sticky flags. Use them to mark key plot points (one color), bits where you need to add in something (another color) and whatever else you want to mark.
  • DO NOT worry about word choice, grammar, punctuation, spelling, or anything like that. Many of the words you are currently looking at are not going to be in your next draft. The Scrub is all about story construction.
  • When The Scrub is over, your manuscript should be marked up and flagged, and you should have a good timeline and a notebook with a useful story index.
  • The Scrub takes place almost entirely in hardcopy. Only once you’ve done all this should you return to your computerized copy, and start going through your Scrub hardcopy page by page, making the changes you’ve already marked.

3. Once The Scrub is complete, and you’ve made the changes you found while you were doing it, now is a good time to have people you trust cold-read your story. I like to print multiple coil-bound copies and give them to people. Now is when you want feedback like:

  • Are there character beats that seem OOC?
  • Are there scenes that don’t make sense?
  • Are there holes in the plot?
  • What, if anything, jerked you out of the story?
  • Were there sections that dragged?
  • Were there scenes you wished had been included that weren’t?
  • Is the ending too long, or not long enough?

Things like that. This feedback should be incorporated into the next step, which is…

4. The Rewrite. You should now re-print your Scrubbed document, and start rewriting. As in, starting with a fresh document and re-entering all the words. As you do this, keep in mind feedback from your cold readers and your own self. It’s amazing what becomes unnecessary or strange upon rewrite.

5. Repeat as needed.

Of course, this method might not work for you. It works for me, and I think it’s useful. Take what you like from this advice!

anonymous asked:

Do you recommend any fics to do with Chanbaek or Kaisoo? Even Sulay or any other fics??

I have a lot of recommendations. I’ll give 5 for each. I’m going to slip in some others as well.  Note: some are from AFF, AO3, Wattpad and LiveJournal.


1) Anterograde Tomorrow ~ Everyone knows this story and I so happened to find it on Wattpad. Someone posted it there before it got deleted so make sure you are a member to read this. She gave credit so please do not worry.

Description: Kyungsoo is stuck in the hours while Jongin begs the seconds, because time stops for someone who can’t remember and runs from someone who can’t miss the last train home.

2) Listen to me ~ This is the cutest thing yet it is also quite sad at a part. There’s a warning about past domestic violence. Jongin works in a café and Kyungsoo is a writer who hasn’t spoken in years. There’s smut but gentle and ugh it’s so fluffy.

Description: Kyungsoo hasn’t spoken in a long time. It isn’t until he meets Jongin that he remembers he has a voice waiting to be heard.   

3) Scent ~ This is one I am currently waiting to update. It has 13 chapters so far and it’s the best 13 chapters I have ever read. Highly recommend reading this.

Description: Kyungsoo is just a human whose scent drives the young alpha completely insane.

4) Gay Support Group ~ This one. This is a highly recommended one. It shows the struggles of being gay and the author really portrays Kyungsoo well in this. It’s amazing and it’s heart wrenching. Please read this. it has 17 chapters and updates once a month or later because it has so much writing! No smut.

Description: Kyungsoo is bullied because he is gay, and when the bullying suddenly starts to worsen and he ends up in hospital with a broken leg and four stitches, he doesn’t know what to do or how to deal with it - that is until a surprisingly mundane leaflet is pushed through the letter flap in his door, advertising a support group which simultaneously saves, complicates and changes his life for good.

5) What a beautiful mess this is ~ *screams* best 24 chapters I have ever read. There is also a ChanBaek chapter because they are complicated. Office Worker!Soo and Cleaning Lady! Nini. He isn’t actually a lady. But great smut too. It’s also tagged comedy and it doesn’t disappoint: it had me in tears of laughter.

Description: Do Kyungsoo hires a cleaning service for his mess of an apartment. He expects a middle-aged cleaning lady, he gets Kim Jongin instead.


1) No Strings (but I’m Attached to You) ~ Sequel of What a Beautiful Mess This Is. It hasn’t been updated since April but the first chapter has amazing smut and I would give it a read.

Description: Byun Baekhyun liked keeping it simple - just sex, just friends. Park Chanyeol said he did, too.

2) Animal Instinct ~ Do I even dare put the description? Baekhyun is a bunny hybrid and Chanyeol is a porn star. Hybrids are also in the porn industry, willingly so no forcing. It got updated four days ago. Best thing to read if your into that stuff.

Description: Park Chanyeol was one of the leading porn stars of the company, having had many lays/fucks. He’s quite arrogant, but that only helps when it comes to the mood. Byun Baekhyun is a bunny hybrid (and bunnies are known for their high sex drives). He joins Animal Instinct in hopes of getting some form of recognition. He’s a shy little thing, really cute too. But what happens when the two cross paths? Will it be a smooth or bumpy ride?

3) ChanBaek in Hawaii ~ Smut. Non!au. Honestly the smut is good in here. And it mentions one of the ChanBaek sightings in Hawaii I think? I don’t think the writer’s first language is English? But that may just be me.

Description: It’s SM Entertainment trip. EXO are one of the idols who go to the trip, so do ChanBaek. So, what will happen in Hawaii?

4) Home (Is The Last Place I Want To Be) ~ This is just so sad. Chanyeol and Baekhyun are best friends but Baekhyun fell in love with Chanyeol but he is straight and ugh tears. Kyungsoo is in this but near the end. If you read, you’ll find out why.

Description: Chanyeol is straight. Baekhyun is gay. They’re best friends and Chanyeol wants to keep it that way.

5) Smitten ~ Ugh!!! Best one shot I have ever read. Kitty Baekhyun!! Smut is A+ and it’s fluffy. Must read!!

Description: Sleep is for the weak, Baekhyun thought as he gazed at his hot boyfriend between his legs.

Note: There wasn’t much SuLay. It’s hard to find on its own because it’s normally involved within ChanBaek or KaiSoo fanfics. If I see any though I will add it on.


Stressed ~ aha…just finished this. two shot. age gap Kyungsoo is 33 whilst Yifan is 19. Top!Soo Bottom!Yifan. Took me a while to get over that. Oh and one of the warnings is Yifan’s pout.

Description: Kyungsoo has neglected Yifan because of work, leaving his boyfriend to practically rip his hair out because of Professor Park’s physics exam, but he’s free for the weekend and he has a lot of make up spoiling to do.


ache  ~ Baekhyun is a fortune teller (kind of) and Yifan is dying. This is really sad but it’s a nice read. Junmyeon is Yifan’s nurse.

Description: In the end, Baekhyun can only be a comfort for Yifan who is meeting the end of his days.

Chances and Coincidences ~ this is cute. kris is an office worker and Baekhyun is a uni student, both like seafood ramyeon. my heart’s a-flutterin’

Description: Baekhyun never thought that seafood ramyeon and a late rainy night at a 24 hour convenience store would give him the chance to meet someone special.


Untitled (NC-17) ~ one shot from baexing drabble book. good smut. also mention of Xiumin/Suho. Baekhyun is pretty much getting even with Minseok because he fucked Suho on his couch so he and Yixing fuck on his bed. (xxx) part 2 where Baekhyun tops.

Description: Baekhyun and Yixing meet at a party; they have sex.

This is all I will do for now. I might make another post? but here’s what I have been reading anon!!


Originally posted by fy-jay-dok2


Music was always your passion. You didn’t care if one person or one million people heard you sing; you were going to keep singing because it made you happy. In your opinion, that was all that mattered.

You never meant to make a career out of singing. You always thought that it would be nice to be recognized for your voice, yes, but you knew that the industry was unpredictable. Passion and talent were no longer necessary in the industry. You had to know someone who knew someone who could pull some strings or go down a road you weren’t sure you could come back from.

You wanted nothing more than to spend your life working around music, doing what you loved, but you needed something to, at the very least, supplement your income. You attended school, went to work, and lived your life. Music was there for you when you needed it but you couldn’t afford to follow your dreams. Not now, anyway.

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The following imagery is disturbing to some people. It is totally and completely NSFW and if things like that make you uncomfortable please scroll past this post and continue tumbling.


Consider yourself warned.


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Sorry to everyone who just popped a boner or have to change their now sopping wet panties. I know we've all deleted “Sexy Shoulder” “Hot Female Arm” and “Incredibly Attractive Armpits” from our history countless times, but I have something important to say about this curve where our arm meets our body that society seems to go batshit about.


Apparently I missed the boat when it comes to the armpit fetish, because that’s the only way I can explain the obsession the world seems to have with armpits. Specifically female armpits. They must be shaven at all times. Deodorants must smell like you just rolled through a field of artificially manufactured daisy shit (Off topic but seriously. Why is is to hard to find unscented deodorant?!). And these things are banned from schools. It’s dumb and it’s stupid, but thinking about it got me really worked up about school dress-codes.


The other day a friend of mine was in a debate about this exact issue. You see, the school district I used to attend (I’m home-schooled now, but only have been for a few months.) is thinking about erasing the school dress-code. Just letting students wear what they want, as long as it doesn't threaten the health of the students (So no dresses made of knives or poison laced rings.)


Now obviously if a school is considering doing something like this, there’s going to be some complainers. The boy she was debating this with seemed to be so upset about tank-tops I’m surprised he didn't have some sort of heart attack. I imagine holding that much holding that much hatred towards an article of clothing can have some negative health effects, such as “Dumbfuckwadatosis” and “Beingalittlebitchitis”.


Kidding aside, the main points this boy seemed to bring up over and over, was that a) Most clothing “slutty teenagers” wear nowadays is “completely transparent” (Obviously he didn’t pass 9th grade science because if he did he would know translucent and transparent are two different things. Last time I checked teenage girls weren’t wearing glass/saran wrap to school) b) The dress code exists so that students will look professional. and c) The way some girls dress makes others uncomfortable, and it’s selfish to show off your body just because you’re proud. Now he said all this along with calling multiple girls whores and saying “if you didn’t learn why some things are a bad idea and why it’s important to know what a majority would think with reason then the Clorox bleach is in your cleaning cabinet waiting with a martini glass”

So obviously this is a kid operating without a brain, and by using “If you don’t agree with my than go kill yourself” as a legitimate argumentative point, he lost all merit he once had. But it did get me thinking.


What if I put together a bunch on very unprofessional (possibly even provocative *gasp*) outfits, that fit within the current dress-code. Then I thought, what if I put together a bunch of semi-professional and respectable outfits using clothing not currently accepted within the dress-code. So that what I’m going to do.

This is all of my clothing, every last bit, excluding things that are too small / don’t fit.

Now before we start I want to talk about the dress-code and it’s rules. All of this will be based off of what is listed on my school district website, and personal experience on how it’s enforced. Obviously some rules may differ depending on the area, but this is how it was at my school.

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These are the general rules.

  • No inappropriate logos or messages on shirts.

  • No exposed bras, thongs, or other underwear

  • Opaque clothing

  • Shoulders completely covered (This is usually enforced as the “3 finger rule” all tank tops must be thicker than 3 of your fingers together.)

  • No boobs or cleavage

  • Back and midriff covered

  • Shorts must be longer than your fingertips with arms relaxed at the sides


Now these are the rules listed. What they don’t say is that you aren’t allowed to wear PJ’s or tights that aren’t covered by shorts or a dress/skirt.


So first off, I’ll show you the “school appropriate” outfits I put together. If you see a problem in any of them where I overlook a dress-code rule, please inform me and I’ll remove that picture from this post and leave the caption “I was suspended for this outfit”


I call this “Above legal drinking age and have never tried extacy”

This one is called “Very classy lady on her way to a business meeting”

A fan favorite here. It’s called “Above the age of 12 and wearing this unironically”

This one is my personal fav. “I am a doctor with a law degree and also an engineer.”

And lastly, “I stay at home on weekends to watch family feud with my grandma.”

So those are all the outfits I made that fit into the dress code. Here are the ones that don’t

A particularly wretched photo labeled “I fuck men with my armpits because I’m a slutty bitch whore slut.”

This photo is appalling. Bearing her shoulders and her midriff?! It’s called “Dirty whore with no dignity and several STD’s”

The first in a horrible series of photos labeled “I love anal”

The second “I love anal” photo. Make note of the bright colours in this one. She’s trying to draw more attention to herself that way. Even though her breasts (which are totally a sexual organ by the way) are completely covered, you can tell she wants to have intercourse. 

The third and last “I love anal” photo. She tries to make herself look grunge in this photo. Absolutely disgusting and dirty. 

This one really gets under my skin. Not only is she showing her legs like a slut, but her shirt is white and you can see her bra through it. It’s titled “Fake geek girl trying to get attention with her tits”

Lastly, this is a sloby good for nothing whore in PJ’s. It’s called “I do porn and have sex for money.” since PJ’s in public = sex worker.

Now, since I know you all just came in your pants, I’ll give you a little time to clean up and wash your eyes out with soap before I continue.


But there it is.The clothing that set churches on fire and ruin people’s lives. The outfits we have banned from schools. These are articles of clothing that get girls sent home from school. That’s right. So incredibly outrageous that a student is forced to miss the entire day of study and must then catch up the following day. Let alone if you are caught committing the dastardly deed that is wearing a pair of shorts multiple times. If that happens you can be suspended for days, possibly even weeks. I’m not even done yet I still want to talk about the things we as students can wear comfortably.


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This is a map of the world. Now depending on where you are located on this map, hot weather can be though. Now I live in Canada, and I know we get shit about being freezing cold, but it can get to be 30C (86F) sometimes even 40C (104F) degree heat here. That’s hot enough, and as someone who doesn't take heat well, can make me feel really effing sick. People can faint or get really sick from heat, and as anyone with a uterus knows: periods + extremely hot weather = excruciating pain and discomfort. People always talk about how uncomfortable it makes the boys, and how we’re selfish for not covering up, but I’d like my comfort to be taken into account too. The last thing I want to do is wake up in the morning, put on a way-too-hot outfit, and then spend 6 hours of my day sweating in a sweaty room full of other sweaty students. If you've been out of school for awhile or attend some magical school for pixies, most schools don’t have air conditioning. Meaning when it’s 42 and you’re internally dying, you fucking deal with it. No weaksauce temperature controlled breathable air for you. You put ice-cubes in your bra and toughen up.


Now what does this have to do with anything you may ask? Even if you don’t give a shit about looking professional at school, I want you to refer back to the clothing I was wearing that was “school appropriate”. What’s the common theme between all of them? Your answer is layers. Layers on layers on layers of clothing


Even if you thought those outfits were appropriate for a school environment, you can’t tell me that it’s even remotely possible to wear that many layers in extreme heat. It doesn’t even get that hot where I live, can you imagine all the poor girls in Texas or Australia where shit gets fucking hot.


Now I’m going to show you all the clothes that I can actually wear to school


First off, since we won’t be layering, all of the clothing that is against the dress-code can go


Far too hot for sweaters, so those can go.


So can long sleeve tops and jeans since those are basically death


Look at this. Two piles. After filling my bed with clothes, that was all that was left. This isn’t because I’m a “slut” or a part time prostitute. This is because clothing companies don’t make clothes that are “school appropriate”


The only reason there are two piles is because I was lucky enough to buy a few pairs of these in 2010.


I often see the argument “why don’t girls just wear shorts that aren’t all the way up their ass.” The answer is because they don’t exist anymore. They’re out of style and thus smaller stores don’t sell them anymore. Last fall when I went school shopping, I searched everywhere for another pair of these. After going to two different malls, I found two stores total that carried these shorts. In both places they were 40+$ and don’t have that kind of money to spend on anything right now, let alone clothing I don’t even like. Shopping for school clothes is extremely hard, because they simply don’t make clothing that is wearable in the heat, and fits all of a school’s strict guidelines


Stop telling me girls need to cover up. Because we try, but since we don’t cover up perfectly to your standards then we’re sent home and we miss school and we stop bothering. We stop caring about our bodies, we stop caring about our learning, and we stop caring about ourselves. When you constantly say “Don’t wear that, don’t show this, this makes you a slut, and teens these days are so disgusting” that we start to believe that we are. We start shaming ourselves and each other about our bodies. It’s not healthy and it’s not okay. These stupid school dress codes don’t make any sense, and they makes things much more difficult than they need to be.


When you start calling girls sluts, and gross, and whores, for the things that they wear, they start to see themselves that way. Girls already have enough pressure put on the to look perfect, and when they finally have enough confidence in themselves to wear that tank top, or those shorts, they don’t need you to call them a whore for doing so.

anonymous asked:

I'm so close to unfollowing you. I bet I'm not the only one either. You barely write anymore besides gif things, trouble made was barely even smutty (you're not very good at smut anyways though). You don't even reblog fics anymore. If you do it's like 90% impala-dreamer (way to be a kiss ass) or that series that has like no notes because it's not good. I read the first 2 parts, it's dumb. All you do is post random shit maybe you should think more about why people come to your page smh.

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Anon, I’m about to rip you a new asshole. In the interest of others who may not want to read this spewing I’m putting this under a cut. Also, it’s gonna be long as fuck.

Let’s break this down. I want to be sure you’re able to keep up.

1. Are you under the impression, I’m about to beg you to stay? I am not. I encourage the unfollowing. I encourage you to unfollow me or anyone who’s content isn’t what you want. It’s your life, your tumbles experience, you should 100% take control of it so it is what you want.

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I was going through the notes of your Wonder Woman post, & I am very sorry for all the hate you are getting.

Oh my god, thank you anon! I really really appreciate this. I am not going to lie. I seriously thought about deleting the post after some of the hate, but the positive reaction has been overwhelming too! 

I keep deleting any rude messages, but I can’t help but read them, as they are addressed directly to me. Overall I see four main issues that people seem to have with my post. 

  1. Young children watching a PG-13 movie 
  2. The girl coming to class dressed as Wonder Woman
  3. The kid who liked WW better than Frozen.
  4. That it seems made up 

So, I will scream a little bit into the void and address these issues here. I am sure not everyone will see them, but oh well. 

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I refuse to give this original post anymore notes than it’s already gotten BUT...

@sleepyshirota Right…

     This is honestly some of the most petty and asinine shit I have read in some time. Absolutely under no circumstances is anyone obligated to give you notes for any reason, and expecting them to or requesting them to do so, is a pathetic cry for attention and you should feel ashamed as a CREATOR demanding this of people. I know other people have reblogged with basically the same info a number of times already, and did so in a much gentler way than I’m about to but this pisses me off as someone who’s dealt with this shit seeing someone else basically whining to be given attention and people actually believing you’re just in doing so. I’ve worked my ass off on shit too and gotten peanuts for it, but you keep fucking going; because it’s not about the goddamn notes or hits or whatever the fuck cyber analytics measure on something. You make something because you like doing it, fuck what anyone else thinks about it. Don’t like a popular ship? SO WHAT?! Every fandom has this—hell, this is how the fucking WORLD WORKS. You are going to have things that do well and things that don’t. GET. USED. TO. IT.

     If you are literally making things just for the notes as your little whining rant here CLEARLY shows with how you’re vaguely bashing on others that get more attention for anything–including popular pairings, you can fuck right off about it because that is not acceptable. They work just as hard. It’s simply a matter of taste by others and no one is obligated to change that. YOU CANNOT FORCE SOMEONE TO GIVE ATTENTION TO SOMETHING THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT. That’s simply not how it works. Think about the things you don’t care about for a moment, have you ever given it popularity or attention? NO! So don’t post a rant like this demanding it of others under the bullshit label of ‘fairness’. If you made something and think something as pointless as how many notes it got makes it worth deleting? Fine, go right ahead—I feel sorry for you then. You let someone else’s taste dictate what you do. You should be making content because YOU enjoy it. However, if you are making content with the desire for attention, people WILL BE ABLE TO TELL THAT, AND WILL IGNORE IT because your heart isn’t in it. Your work will be shallow, just like you’re being. Grow a pair and create for your own enjoyment. I could go on and on about the individual points of this cluster fuck of a post, but others have already done a great job of this. I’ll sum it up as follows:

     This article is a fucking disgrace to have posted if you call yourself a creator. Don’t EVER ask people to give you the same attention as someone else, and for the love of whatever you hold sacred in your life… FUCKING CREATE SHIT BECAUSE YOU WANT TO.


     Oh… and as a further point to show just how targeted and how obvious this post is as a cry for attention you left the following really obvious tweets and messages outside of tumblr to people. To even use tumblr tracker to get giddy off your notes? Pathetic… You feel good bashing others vaguely like that. Does that help you somehow feel superior? You have no place whining for attention when you don’t even show content in the first place then. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. So because you’re NOT as well known as someone you’re just not going to post at all and then bitch about not getting attention. NO ONE GETS ATTENTION FOR BREATHING AIR.

     I feel shit posting something like this, but after all the attention your whining has stirred up, you don’t get the luxury of remaining anonymous when you’re clearly throwing people under the bus to get high off your own fumes. To even go as far as to bash kuromahi and kuro then at the same time talk about liking kuro? Naaaahhh man, you just want YOUR kuromahi and kuro stuff to be liked more. This isn’t about other pairings or other people at all. WE KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU’RE THROWING THIS BULLSHIT AT.  This ‘complain post’ is 110% about you and wanting to get a free ticket to a popularity train. If you wanna be fucking popular, stop whining, talk to people and create shit for yourself. I’m gonna sound like a parent here for a minute, but you ought to be ashamed of this behavior. You’re the one creating drama and it’s entirely selfish. Knock it off.

     I hope this seriously wakes you up from this behavior. This is not the first time you have pulled shit like this, and I’ve stood by silently, but throwing people under the bus now is a new low I will NOT tolerate. 


GET TO KNOW ME: [1/5] FAVORITE SHOWS →  Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (1993-1999)

SISKO: That may be the most important thing to understand about humans. It is the unknown that defines our existence. We are constantly searching, not just for answers to our questions, but for new questions. We are explorers. We explore our lives day by day, and we explore the galaxy, trying to expand the boundaries of our knowledge. And that is why I am here; not to conquer you with weapons or ideas, but to coexist and learn.

As happy as I’ll ever be

Summary: On New Year’s Eve, Phil tells Dan he wants them to come out to their fans. Dan reluctantly agrees, but deletes the post in which they come out without Phil knowing. They then have to decide what to do.

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, swearing, fluff  

Word Count: 1,874

Author’s Note: This is my first fanfiction I’ve ever written, so I’m new to this whole community. I apologize for all of the grammar mistakes. I’m terrible at formatting dialogue, so expect errors like that :). I got this idea when I was watching Dan and Phil the day before New Year’s Eve, so I really rushed this to post it in time for New Year’s Day. I really hope you enjoy!


“Fuck”, Dan growled as he slammed his laptop shut. He just couldn’t do it. He didn’t know what to do about the video he had filmed the other day. It didn’t seem like a video that would naturally fit into his channel. Something made it different. It could’ve been the fact that he had spent almost three days trying to manipulate it and make it enjoyable to watch, but something made it stand out from the usual danisnotonfire outline. He figured he would come back to it tomorrow. It was New Year’s Eve today after all. He would enjoy today as much as he could, then tomorrow he would buckle down and finish the January upload. The toughest video he would upload in his career. Why? Because this was the video where he told the entire world about the biggest secret he could tell: His relationship.

Dan had always been very protective of what he considered private information from his fans. He never really spoke about his political views, sexuality, and of course, relationships. He didn’t think anyone had to know about those kinds of things. Those were between him and his roommate, best friend, and boyfriend, Phil Lester. The internet had been theorizing about phan being real since they first started collaborating. Even other YouTubers had mentioned the two of them dating before. It was just a known fact by now. Dan and Phil loved each other. The only reason they hadn’t come out yet was because they felt joy just being by themselves. If everyone knew, it would feel like their relationship would be open for the world to see, and half of it already had been exposed on their gaming channel. They just wanted some privacy. Was that too much to ask?


Dan stumbled out of his room into the kitchen to get some sustenance, and he was so upset he nearly forgot about the glass door that had been responsible for so many face injuries and midnight scares. “Happy New Year, sleepyhead,” Phil teased as a flirty smirk wiped his face. “Actually, I wasn’t sleeping for once, I was working on a video. What cereal do you want today?” Dan asked casually. Phil gave him a quizzical look. Dan knew it was because he didn’t acknowledge Phil’s invitation to flirt. “We’ll save that for later,” Phil nodded understandingly yet impatiently. He would have to wait for the next year for the kiss he wanted. “Well it’s a special day, I was thinking maybe something different-”

Phil was cut off by Dan’s warm arms suddenly surrounding his body. “Are you okay Dan?” Dan didn’t respond, instead, he kept his arms around Phil and refused to let go.

Phil pushed his arms down gently and lifted up Dan’s chin with his index finger. “Dan, honey, whatever it is, it’ll be alright,” Phil reassured as he leaned in closer. He touched their lips together gently for a couple of seconds. “Better?” he asked, and Dan immediately nodded.

As they finished up their breakfast, Phil stopped Netflix from playing the next episode of SAO that they had already seen so many times. “Dan, I need to talk to you,” Phil blurted out. He was clearly nervous. “Yeah?” Dan asked as he cuddled up closer to Phil. “We’ve been together a long time now, and- ugh. We just- This needs to be said, but I just don’t know how,” So many thoughts rushed through Dan’s head at that moment. It sounded like he was about to propose. If so, it was quite unexpected.

It wasn’t how Dan wanted it to happen either. They were just sitting on their couch in their lounge on New Year’s Eve at 11:43 p.m. It didn’t seem as romantic as he expected it to be, but it did seem quite like them. Just relaxing on a normal day. Phil kept stuttering like his clumsy self as Dan shushed him. “It’s okay Phil. Just tell me,” he exclaimed with a pure smile, Phil’s favorite. Phil sighed and let out, “We need to tell them! It’s not right! How many years they’ve been left in the dark about us! They need to know, they deserve to know. They’re the reason for all of this, it only seems fair,” Suddenly, there was a silence. They both knew what he was talking about, and Phil could tell Dan had been thinking about this before. He had even started filming a video about phan. He didn’t lie to himself, he knew he would never upload it when it came time to do so. He just couldn’t believe Phil mentioned this. “I just don’t know, Phil. It won’t be the same. Everyone will know and-” “And they don’t already?” Phil interrupted. “Dan, please. Do this for me,” Phil gave Dan a longing look. Dan could never say no to Phil, no matter what it was about. “Fine, just not now. I don’t want to waste the day reading comments on it,” Dan trailed off. Instead, you’ll just waste the day reading smut on Tumblr, Phil thought to himself. He wasn’t mad though, after all, Dan had agreed to tell the world about them. What a weird thing to say. Soon, the whole internet will have access to their relationship status. “Thanks, you’re the best,” Phil said as he got up and pecked Dan on the cheek.


“Do you think that’ll do it?” Dan asked as he added the last line of the post that would change it all. “Think so,” Phil added. “Wanna press the button together?” He offered. “Err… Maybe we should do it later. Once the New Year starts. It’ll be a fresh start,” Dan bargained. He just wanted to delay it as long as possible. Phil agreed and they moved their cuddle party to the couch.

They were curled up together under a blanket on their sofa, watching some shitty new year’s program. Everything was at peace. Twenty minutes until it all changed, Dan thought. Twenty fucking minutes until the internet will explode or something. The clock turned from 11:40 to 11:41. “Shit,” Dan mumbled. “What happened?” Phil asked innocently as he looked to the other side of their blanket fort. “Oh- uh, nothing. It may be 19 minutes early, but-” “No kiss yet. But we can hug,” Phil suggested. “Fine, I guess I’ll settle,” Dan giggled. Phil leaned in and Dan pulled the blanket over them. Phil asked him why and Dan simply responded, “It makes me feel closer to you,” Phil laughed and answered, “That’s why I love you, bear,” “Shut up, you spoon!” Dan teased as he lightly slapped Phil’s chest. They continued to cuddle under the blanket until they started to hear the television counting down from 60. This is it, Dan thought. Holy shit on a bicycle this is it. Phil jumped off the couch and started counting along with the tv. Dan tried to reach for the table as if his hand would grow three feet and magically grab the champagne. He had to get off of the couch to get their glasses while

Phil screamed for him to get over near him. As they screamed one, Phil pulled Dan by the shirt and kissed him as they heard the fireworks blasting from outside. Dan stumbled and spilled half of his champagne, but he didn’t care. Everything was right. After probably three minutes, they released each other, sat back down, and started to cuddle again.


“Alright, 3… 2… 1!” Phil exclaimed as he clicked the post button. “See Dan? That wasn’t so bad,” Phil smiled as he logged out of Twitter and closed his laptop. “I’m exhausted. Let’s go to bed,” Phil suggested while Dan yawned. Phil pulled the covers up to their necks and bid Dan a good night with a short kiss.

Little did he know, Dan sneakily placed Phil’s laptop under the covers. He logged in (of course he knew his password) and deleted the tweet without a second thought. It had only been on the internet for about 2 minutes, but Dan knew better than anyone that 2 minutes was more than enough. With that on his mind, he shut the laptop, put it on the ground, turned over, and placed his arm over Phil’s torso. It took Dan four hours to fall asleep that night. Maybe it was the guilt of deleting the post that they had worked so hard to craft. Or maybe it was the dread of having to read all of the speculation on Tumblr the next day. But it was really knowing he would disappoint Phil.


“Last night was fun, huh?” Dan mentioned to Phil as he covered himself up with a blanket on the couch. “It was amazing, honey,” Phil said as he exited the lounge.

When he entered again with his laptop in hand, he obviously knew what Dan had done the night before. Dan could tell he knew, and his palms automatically became sweaty.

“Dan,” Phil broke the silence. “Why would you do that?” he asked in a calm yet surprised voice. “I just- I couldn’t do it Phil! It won’t be the same! They’ll all freak out and I- I-” Dan kept stuttering until Phil stopped him a minute later. That was another thing Dan liked about Phil- he let him speak, or at least tried to. “Dan, think about it. They’re the phandom, they’re our loyal and needless to say weird viewers. They’ve done so much for us. If we ask them, I’m almost certain they’ll keep it the same as it’s been. And besides, sometimes change is a good thing. Please, this isn’t just for them, it’s for me,” Phil stated. Dan knew he was right- of course their fans would do that for them. “Fine- we’ll do it,” Dan said reluctantly. “But we can’t do it in a tweet- they deserve more,” he noted. Phil of course knew what this meant- they had to film a video about it.

“Well, let’s see what the damage is,” Dan mumbled as he opened his MacBook. He reluctantly pressed the enter button after typing in four simple letters that meant the world to him- P H A N. Phil glanced at Dan’s computer as he set up the camera to film their first video of the new year. “Why would you do that?” Phil complained. “Just uh- just curious,” Dan trailed off as he scrolled past the many speculations and screenshots of the tweet. He laughed and thought to himself, just you wait, you pathetic phangirls.


“Did we just come out?” Phil asked with a smile. “I think so,” Dan guessed with a hint to make a romantic move. Dan always felt awkward being the one to initiate it. He didn’t have much faith in his flirting skills. They moved to the couch and cuddled up the same way they did the night before. “Phil,” Dan started. “Yeah?” “Are you happy?” he wondered. “Well, what do you mean?” Phil asked without looking at Dan. “I mean are you happy right now, where you are in life?”

“Dan, it doesn’t matter where I am in life. As long as I’m with you, I’ll be as happy as I’ll ever be.”