we should all just do appreciation posts for our favorites this is fun

Reasons to ship Camren…

  • They have matching onesies; Lauren’s one is gray whilst Camila’s is pink.
  • They’re both Cuban.
  • They’re both from Miami, Florida.
  • Both are Latinas.
  • Lauren and Camila got the most solos in The X Factor performances.
  • They are both big fans of One Direction.
  • They both auditioned in Greensboro, North Carolina.
  • They both have a younger sister.
  • They hung out with each other on December 31st, 2012 to January 1st, 2013. They then tweeted a photo of Camila making a funny face and Lauren looking awkward.
  • Spanish was both their first language.
  • They live 15 minutes away from each other.
  • They often switch places with the other girls so they can sit next to each other.
  • They both love to do accents with each other.
  • They often think the same things at the same time.
  • They both have a weakness: Lauren for beanies and Camila for bows.
  • Lauren is the only one who calls Camila Camz.
  • Camila said if Lauren got arrested for something, she would get arrested for being so sweet.
  • They sat right next to each other at a The 1975 concert.
  • They have the same music taste.
  • Lauren said Camila is her “Pink Princess”.
  • Lauren is the “mom”…and Camila is the “father”.
  • Camila thinks Lauren is a “boss of an intelligent opinion”.
  • Camila thinks Lauren “is real”.
  • Camila would switch her mind with Lauren.
  • Lauren would switch her mind with Camila.
  • Camila wanted Lauren to kiss her under the mistletoe.
  • They wear the same “merch” clothes.
  • The way Lauren looks at Camila after she says “Fall, by Ed Sheeran”.
  • Lauren is Camila’s celebrity crush. (Oh … and Camila wants to marry with her celebrity crush ..even if her family doesn’t support the relationship.)
  • Camila would be "Baby Spice” because she is Lauren’s baby.
  • Lauren is the only person who laughs at Camila’s jokes.
  • Camila loves Lern Jerg.
  • Because Lauren helps her when her banana is dead on the floor.
  • Because Lauren helps her when her microphone breaks.
  • Because Lauren ties her shoes.
  • Camila is the sun and Lauren the moon.
  • Because Lauren doesn’t know what else to say but she thinks Camila is pretty fucking Dope!
  • Because Camila has Lauren “written on her”.
  • Because Camila read Lauren’s favorite book.
  • Because Lauren knows that Camila cried reading “Fault in Our Stars”.
  • Because one day Camila and Lauren went to the bathroom together and … that’s the end of the conversation!
  • Because Camila thinks Lauren can sing and is pretty too.
  • Because they have an audience that calls them crazy! (and they call us delusional!)
  • Because both like “so many hot boys”.
  • Because Camila said: “keep the boat floating”.
  • Because Lauren said “It’s Camren, YOOO!.
  • Because Lauren wants someone to love her insecurities…and Camila do!
  • Because Lauren has “the most beautiful emerald eyes in the world”.
  • Because Camila thinks Lauren is “perfect”.
  • Camila tried salmon because Lauren loves sushi.
  • Because Lauren thinks Camila is goofy, not the bad kind goofy, the cute kind goofy.
  • Because Camila loves people from “planet green eyes”.

Extra:

  • I love you. You’re one of my best friends and I feel like I’ve know you forever. You’re one of the smartest people I know and you’re stuning. I’ve learned a lot from you, just know I’ll always be here for you no matter what!” - Camila on Lauren
  • Happy 16th Birthday little one(: thank you for always being you and being one of the raddest people I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. You’re an incredible person and I’m extremely lucky to have you in my life. Thanks for being there to vent with and even though we haven’t known each other for even a year yet, I feel like you’re the sister God forgot to give me. I love you Camzi(: have a good one babe! 💙😘🎉🎈🎁💙#camren” - Lauren on Camila


  • Happy 17th Birthday to this little nugget right here. I thought this picture was cute so I decided it would suffice. Just wanted to let you know that you’re an amazing beautiful person and I’m glad that you’ve been alive for 17 years and that 2 of them have been spent with the girls and I because idk you’re pretty rad and an amazing friend and fun to have around. I hope you have an amazing day and feel as special today as you deserve to feel everyday. Thanks for always being there for me when I need you and for being your wonderful self(: I LOVE YOU CAMZ” - Lauren on Camila


  • AWHHHHH YAAAY I LOVE YOU UR CUTE 🐏🐟💗🎷” - Camila on Lauren


  • The word I’d use to describe Camila is hmm I’m gonna say cutesy, like also goofy. It’s like both, like the good kind of goofy not the weird kind. Like the cutesy kinda goofy” - Lauren on Camila


  • LERN JERGI. ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY. YOU ARE 18. THIS IS THE MOMENT YOUVE BEEN WAITING FOR. IF YOU STUCK YOUR TONGUE OUT IN THE AIR RIGHT NOW YOU COULD PROBABLY TASTE THE SWEET AND PUNGENT FREEDOM OF DRAGONFLY TATTOOS, NOSE PIERCINGS, AND VOTING RIGHTS. we’ve been through thick and thin in our friendship, and through those thick and thins I’ve gotten blessed enough to experience you as a person. ive gotten to experience your bomb music taste which I am SO HAPPY YOU INTRODUCED ME TO because we have the best time at concerts bonding over bands and there are so many more to come PRAISE JESUS. i can come to you about anything and expect the pure, honest, rare truth and I’ll always be there tell you it’ll be okay when you cry on my shoulder when you feel lonely or hurt. I’ve gotten to see firsthand your incredible sense of justice, when you see that something unfair or wrong has happened, you’ll raise your voice and fight for that person with a bravery that I, and many other people (although they might not admit it) wish they had. i love how passionately you fight for what you think is right and everyone should remind you today and everyday that it’s a strength and not a weakness. i can’t tell you what a comfort it is to know someone like you will stick up for me and have my back, i hope you know i will too. i love you always” - Camila on Lauren


  • Super cute candids taken by a random stranger always make good birthday post pics. HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY CAMILA CABELLO. YOU’RE LEGAL NOW YAYYY!!!!!! You are such a beautiful person inside and out and I’m so thankful that I get to call you my friend. Thanks for all the laughs, for being my shoulder to cry on whenever I’ve needed a friend, for giving amazing sound advice (even though you’re just now considered an adult by the government you’ve been there mentally for a while which I greatly appreciate) I wish you many more years of amazingness and I hope you had the best day with your family. You deserve all the love and happiness the world has to offer and I wish it all upon you for many many years to come. I LOVE YOU CAMZZZZ❤️❤️❤️” - Lauren on Camila


  • HAPPY 19TH LAUREN!! i remember the day you auditioned for X factor seeing a beautiful green eyed girl belt out an Alicia keys song so perfectly i feared for my life. i remember telling my mom "that girl can sing!! and she’s gorgeous too!!” and then you walked out and i told you i loved your shirt remember? HAHAHA. it’s funny how before we even knew how important we were going to be to each other, something in us knew and something in us will always know. i love how fiercely you defend your opinion, i love your strength, your bold independence, and your desire to live life fully. i love that we crack up at each other’s jokes even when nobody else gets them- and i love those moments where we get caught up in talking about a band or a book and we get lost in the conversation like two normal girls in high school that aren’t about to go do something ridiculous like go to an awards show. i will always be there for you when you need someone to vent to, when you want to talk about the overwhelming underwhelmingness of boys that break our hearts or the overwhelming overwhelmingness of when a kiss leaves your head reeling, when i back you up and you need someone to stick up for you, or when you just need someone to understand- we’ve done that for each other in the last 3 years and we will do that for each other forevermore. i love you so much !!!! happy 19th lern jergi!!!!! camila“ - Camila on Lauren
Hey Voltron Fandom, what the fuck?

I’m going to get straight to the point, you guys are self-destructive and are going to kill the fandom over your petty arguments and stupid self-entitlement. There hasn’t been a day since the beginning of the fandom that everything has just been peaceful for once (and I’ve been here since it’s birth) You all should be ashamed of yourselves, fighting online and hurting real people over fiction (this is not specifically towards ships btw) And I’m putting my foot down at all of this bullshit and trying to stop it

This is pretty lengthy so everything is under the cut

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Why I’m so in love with “Camren”

*Bonus - the last part of this post is a must-see

Hi guys!

This is like a Camren Guide. LMAO.

I’m bored so Imma make a post about my favorite and only ship!

So first things first, to those who do not know what Camren is, it’s a ship name for Fifth Harmony’s Lauren Jauregui and former member Camila Cabello. Camila + Lauren = Camren. Look them up on youtube and get acquainted but I suggest you ready yourselves because it’ll suck you in to the bottomless pit of mixed feelings. It’s a fucking rollercoaster ride of emotions so buckle up if you may.

For those who are new in the fandom, Camren is not that much of a hot topic anymore. Knowing that Camila left the group last year. Both went on separate ways now and they’re said to be in bad terms. Plus, Lauren is supposedly dating Ty at this point in time so… But who knows, right? Maybe the people behind them are just creating drama to survive the show business because that’s what makes people keep up. DRAMA.

To my fellow shippers, we will go down with this ship till we hit the bottom. But even so, Imma still hold on because who knows? Maybe the ship will rise back up! Hold on you guys. Our ship is endgame. I repeat, ENDGAME! :D

Look at that! OMG!


So now, I’ll tell you how I discovered this emotion-wrecking ship. I was about to sleep, watching a music channel in my room when their Write On Me musicvid came up. I saw Lauren and I fell in love. Yes, I’m a Lauren girl and I admit that it’s too freaking hard to keep up with her but I just can’t unlove her. WHY?? So then I searched Write On Me on youtube again ‘cause I just can’t get over her. Then I saw a vid on the recommended portion title “Camren - Write On Me”. My curious ass clicked on it and damn! I have never regretted anything in my life. It sucked me in. I love it and at the same time I hate it. Damn, Camren! What have you done to me? Somehow, Camren made me a harmonizer. I support the girls up until now. Even Camila. They have earned a big potion of my heart.

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This lured me in! Such beauty…

Now let’s get on Camren. Imma give you reasons to ship it. 


1. Their background/history

Camila and Lauren are both living in Miami. They both are half Cubans. Camila is half cuban, half mexican while Lauren is half Cuban, half American. They both didn’t know each other’s existence until they tried their luck in joining X Factor. Crazy, right? Both have immediately found solace in each other knowing that they have much similarities. They instantly got close and became each other’s bff in the competition. And little did they know they’re in for a big surprise. They were grouped together! And there came Fifth Harmony. Yay!

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Awwww. Fetus feels. T_T

2. The connection/vibes

“I heard Lauren singing from the booth and I was like damn! That girl could sing. Then I saw her came out and I was like damn! she’s pretty too!”

“When I first Lauren, I was like ‘Hi, I like you shirt!” 

“I don’t feel like I have a type. I feel like when you meet somebody there’s just like an attraction. It’s more like an energy If that makes sense.” - Camila when asked about the characters she’s looking for a guy.

“I feel like it’s not something physical. It’s more about the vibe. Don’t you just feel like when you get in a room with somebody, It’s like grrr (you’re gonna make me very happy)”. - Camila during an interview (2017).


There’s tons of sweet interactions actually.

3. Their staring at each other

Have you ever looked at someone and get lost while staring at them? It’s like you’re looking at the world and feel like you just discovered the secret to genuine happiness. Like your eyes turn into heart shapes but you’re never aware of it. These bitches mastered that.

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The most epic look/stare in Camren history. Here you can see Lauren getting lost like she’s in another dimension.

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Camila staring at the world and found genuine happiness. xD

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Lauren enjoying Camila’s spoken thoughts. 

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Camila appreciating her girl.

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Woops. Someone’s droolin. Lol.

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I wish Lauren would stare at me like that. Damn, that girl doesn’t even know I exist. T_T

There’s tons of epic looks and stares I can’t post it all. 


3. Their Indirects.

“Indirects are fun.”-Lauren Jauregui

Bitch, we love it. We’re enjoying it. It’s definitely entertaining. You guys, I think some of their posts/tweets are prolly indirects while some are pure coincidence. I really don’t know how to differentiate. Nevertheless, if they post/tweet the same thought but are not meant to be indirects to each other, then I must conclude they are indeed soulmates. That fucking sameness in wavelength is fucking unreal.

The heck?

Oh, come on!


How weird can they be??

C-R-A-Z-Y!

Oh, and I think you should follow their actions on spotify. They listen to pretty suspicious songs. They even post songs that have weird lyrics and that are low key exposing. Camila makes weird playlists on spotify too and they have meaningful songs. She’s even weirder on spotify. That girl is full of feels.

4.  The Sun and The Moon. Sol y Luna

This one’s pretty trippy ‘cause I’m confused as to which of them is the Sun or the Moon and I know Lucy used to post The Sun and The Moon on tumblr and her instagram too.  But fuck it. Imma make it a Camren thing still. One things for sure though, they both have an obsession with this Sun and Moon thing. :*

This one always blows my mind. Fucking soulmates.

5. Mirroring

OMG! Their mirrorings are definitely a must-see. Are they twins or something? Maybe soulmates? I wish I could find a Lauren to my Camila too. Lmao. They’re sometimes so in sync that it gives me goosebumps. 


6. Camila Cabello 

Yes, Camila Cabello. The girl feeds every Camren shippers delusions like hell. She’s the opposite of Lauren who made it a hobby to kill Camren and break her fans’ heart once in a while. Her hatred for Camren is sometimes so questionable. Like girrrrll! Leave it if it annoys you too much. She’s so defensive about Camren that her actions become suspicious. Meanwhile, Camila freely posts too much suspicious shit. Even her new solo songs and even her whole album which according to her, “The album is really not about boys though….”. We get it Camila. You’re in a glass closet. Don’t you think it’s time to finally break free? ;)

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Thanks for sharing, Camz. xD

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This interview was full of tension. Camila, we know you wanna marry Lauren but can you please tone it down a little bit?? Lol.

Remember her posting this after Lauren “accidentally” liked a Camren pic on Instagram?? Well Camz, it was an accident she’ll never live down now. xD

For me, this post gives it all away. In that quote, Virginia Woolf is a writer who had an affair with someone of the same sex named Vita Sackville-West. Now, why would she post that? And to think it was that time where she’s being distant to her bandmates. Oh Camzi.

There’s also that time when she said “that’s cute” referring to a fan’s Camren phone case.

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Here’s a vid. Hmmmmm???

Also, Camila’s Gender neutrality is freakin’ suspicious. She uses gender neutral pronouns too much. Why can’t she just say he, him, his or she, her, hers? She instead uses they, them, somebody, someone, people. Damn, it frustrates me sometimes! Like what is she really? Gosh!


7. Tha Fans aka The Camren Shippers

What’s an FBI when you got ‘em Camren Shippers?? LMAO. These people notice everything even the girls’ fingernails. I’m not even kidding. These people are so good in making ‘em Camren videos, it’s like they went to Harvard to study film making. Lol. They mastered the art of stalking that even the girls’ very  distant relative or clueless neighbor can’t get away. What can I say? It’s complicated. ;)

Some Camren analyzing videos and blogs make sense while some are far too reaching.

 I’ll give you some links to my fave camren videos. ;)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ed55zRm9A-4

^^This one is a long vid showing Camren interaction from January to June 2016. You can see their awkwardness in there. It’ll make you delusional. :)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_qHPdPAk6A

^^ This one is a crack vid by heybooboodaddi, Camren Shippers’ resident comedienne. It’s super hilarious. This one’s the latest crack vid and it hits so much points. It’s kinda exposing Camila.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_E__YMx0gs

^^ A reaction to Booboodaddi’s crack vid. Those people represent me. CaliforniaLuv84 makes hilarious reaction vids.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvx9n3KX5tU

^^ If you wanna drown in Camren feels, you better watch this vid.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJiLH1e326o

^^ You gotta see this too but you gotta prepare lotsa tissues ‘cause yer gonna be Crying in Camren. T_T.

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Hail ye Camren Shippers! Woooh! :D

Sooo that’s it.

Wait, gonna give you a fucking bonus.

BONUS PART: 

Remember the supposed Camren kiss on Dinah’s snapchat last year which she deleted minutes after? She posted it on snapchat few days before VMAs 2016. Then during the VMAs Camren was a little less awkward. They were standing and sitting next to each other, talking and laughing. They were kinda happy that time. They probably knew it was their last VMAs together so they made the best out of it. Sooo, in that snapchat I don’t think those were bags. I’ll make you guys believe. It’s the most concrete proof that makes me believe that Camren is or was real. Whenever I doubt about Camren, I always go back to this video and get my Camren hopes up.

Here’s the vid.

ispy with my little eyes. ;)

This was the VMAs days after that snapchat!! T_T


Thoughts - I feel like they are aware of the fact that they are so perfect for each other. Dude, that is why they became uncomfortable about it because they acknowledge the fact that it could be real, it could be true.  Because if it were ever real and they didn’t have the chance to make it public, they’ll be stuck thinking how it would feel like being free to show their love for each other, not hiding. They will always have that “what-ifs” until they’re free and get the chance to try it again. If that time comes, they’re free to tell and show the world the truth. Right now, it’s just complicated. So much is on the line. Their careers on top of it all. Who would’ve known they would end up like that? Wow, what a beautiful love story. Let’s give it let’s say 2 or 3 years more. Maybe till then they’ll come through. 

CAMREN IS REAL, BITCHES! Bah Felicia!


(Credits to everyone whom I grabbed those pics, gifs and videos from)

Fallout 4: All Companion Swap Dialogues

So here are all the dialogues for swapping companions in Fallout 4, taken from both the game itself and the extracted dialogue files on the other Fallout Wiki. I thought I’d put them here since a lot of them are bugged in my game at least, especially X6′s dialogues. (Cut for length)

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"I Have To Study” - a short story

I wanna dedicate this to my good friend, Melissa, who tried to convince me that the man in this story was gay. Turns out, it’s much worse. Love you.


About eight or nine months ago, I was riding on the train, on my way to my boyfriend’s house from work. Sitting across from me is one of the finest men I’ve ever seen IN PERSON. No exaggeration. He’s Mexican, clean-cut, well-dressed. Really pretty brown skin, dark hair kinda like that poofy up-do Bruno Mars used to have. Bushy brows, the way I like! He was wearing this tan trench coat and a serious ass expression on his face, and his hands were in his pockets. Basically looked like he didn’t wanna be bothered. It was sexy though lol. But obviously, I’m just looking because I’m happily taken at this point. 

The next day, when I head to lunch at work, I see the same guy in the cafeteria at my job. I was like what the fuck… is he following me? Lmao. He looked up when I came in but then ignored me completely. I stared at him the entire time until he got up and left, he was just too fine yall. I wish I could post pictures lmao. The next day, I saw him yet again and he was with a group of trainees. So finally it made sense why I saw him on the train and at my job. He was about to start working there *insert Birdman hand rub*. Lol even when I have a man, I can appreciate some eye candy around the workplace even if I have no intentions of trying anything. He worked in the department right next to mine and they were always over in our section so I got to look at him every day. I wasn’t the only one admiring either lol, even an older lady I know said every time he walked past her, she just

So anyway, fast forward to September 14, 2017.

Here’s the scene. It’s my 25th birthday. I’m at work looking cute as fuck. I’m single and tryna mingle. So I decide to go ahead and take a chance and shoot my shot at him. Umm.. we just gone call him Javi because I don’t wanna use his real name. 

So I been noticing lately that this guy I know in my department, we’ll call him Carter, has been hanging around Javi a lot lately. He stops at his desk every time he walks past and always goes to stand with him whenever we all do things as a group. One of my work friends who had an inckling that Carter was gay thought that something might be going on between them. I mean, anything is possible, but I wasn’t gonna assume that just based off of her thoughts. I mean, she thought her own boyfriend was gay when she first met him because he had a lisp. And her only reasoning for thinking Carter was gay was that he takes his shoes off sometimes when he’s sitting at his desk. 

Anyway, I approach Carter and bring up his friendship with Javi and ask how old he is? It turns out he’s way too young for my taste when it comes to dating, and I just say nevermind and walk away. But now Carter’s all in my business trying to find out why I’m curious and saying “I could get his number for you, I got you”. I decline, but of course when he comes back from his break, he has a sticky note with Javi’s name and number on it and hands it to me. Didn’t even tell the guy who I was, just that someone was interested in him. I had no intentions of using it at first cause I thought the shit was kinda creepy, butttttt he did know about it and gave his number up willingly. And in all honesty, I’d still hit even though I wouldn’t seriously date him. So what the hell, right?

So I text him that night and give him my name and he immediately knows who I am, even though we’ve never spoken before. He asked me what was on my mind and I told him straight up that I was really physically attracted to him and I wanted to know if we could be friends, who have sex sometimes lmao. He said we could talk. I’m like…..talk? And he said yeah, how else would anything start. So I’m thinking okay okay, so he’s fucking with it. He wants to make something happen. He said he saw my art that I’d presented at our work talent show that night and he asked to see more of it. And he’s clearly trying to keep the convo going so he must be interested. 

After a while though, I notice that he texts as if he’s writing poetry or bible verses or some shit. Like everything sound deep as fuck. And when I bring it up, he says the bible is his favorite book. I think back to all the times I saw him reading alone at lunch and realize oh..it was the bible. That’s cool or whatever. Then he sends me an actual bible verse. So I’m like “Okay so you’re very religious? Does this mean casual sex is out of the question? Or sex, period? I guess?” And he says “It hurts to say it, but yes. I would prefer to not induldge in that.”

NIGGA.

At this point, I’m thinking there’s no way my sex life could get any worse. There’s nothing that can happen that hasn’t already happened. And then I run into a nigga who’s saving himself for marriage. The one I been lusting after for eight months now. If yall know me at all, you know I wasn’t about to just completely give up after that. I was willing to settle for fucking MAKING OUT AND DRY HUMPING if I had to. I could always get intercourse from someone else lol. So I ask about kissing. He says “Haha I can give you a holy kiss, as saying hello”. I’m like no tongue???? What the fuck is happening? Why the fuck wouldn’t he tell me all this in the beginning when I first told him that I wanted to fuck? His response to that was that we wouldn’t be talking now if he had. 

So I just go ahead and let him know we can be cool and everything, but we’re just completely incompatible. I’m still in my hoe phase right now, I’m not trying to do anything but fuck and be friends. And he can’t give me the one thing I want most. Even if I didn’t just want sex, we wouldn’t work in a committed relationship either. I’m like the opposite of what a Christian man should be going after. And that’s coming from one wholesome motherfucker. We text more that night, pretty much just me asking him questions about his religion because I don’t know how all that works. I know Christian people, but obviously not any who takes it as seriously as he does. 

This nigga don’t listen to secular music, watch TV, or do anything for fun really (his words). He just goes to bible study every day, gets haircuts, eat, study, and talk. That’s what he listed as his favorite things to do. And since he’s constantly studying for church in his downtime, he pretty much never hangs out with anybody. He has friends at work but says they don’t hang out because they have different mindsets. He did mention that if I needed physical affection, he could give me a massage. That’s how he shows physical affection. It’s better than intercourse, according to him. But idek how to feel at this point, I was taking in too much information at once lmao. And every time I learned something new, I would think “He can’t be serious” “Am I being punk’d” “This nigga is not fr”. But he told me he wanted to help me with my Spanish, so I figured at least I had that. I really needed someone fluent to practice speaking it with. 

So the whole next week at work, whenever we walk past each other, he can’t help but smile at me and his smile is so pretty that I can’t help but smile back. It was lowkey pissing me off cause it wasn’t fair how fine he is and I can’t even put my hands on him!!!!! I’m sure we looked goofy as hell to everyone around us, steady smirking at each other like we was in on some inside joke nobody else knew about. We ate lunch together once. And we’d text each other in Spanish. He texted me every single day to say good morning and we’d have long convos after work til almost 3am. I found out he’s been looking at me just as long as I’ve been looking at him! He said he notices everything about me… when I change my hair, how I always sit at a desk in the back facing the wall, how I’m always so into my music at work. I never even knew he saw me at all before this. And naturally, all this shit is starting to make me feel mushy and I really did enjoy talking to him, even though I thought he was weird as fuck at first. 

And come to find out, he’s only been living his life this way for the past eight months (yeah, that’s right, eight months) when he really got into the bible more. I’m over here thinking he’s a complete virgin, but he’s had four girlfriends and has had sex before and been intimate in all the ways I WANTED to be intimate with him. Just not the past eight months. And if I allowed him to MASSAGE me, I’d be the first woman he ever did it to. I’m thinking okay… so if he’s never done it before, he has no idea how he’s gonna react to it when it’s actually happening. He’d told me before that he gets nothing out of sex beside some white creamy texture that comes out of him and makes him feel tingly, then he cleans himself and it’s over. Basically said he’d only have sex again to have the little girl he wants. He made it seem like he was really disgusted by it. And you know all my friends were like

They felt like he was into men and just hiding behind his religion. I didn’t know WHAT the fuck was going on. I  just knew he seemed to genuinely be into me and that was unfortunate because I was never gonna get to do him lol. I ain’t gone lie, after he said that shit I thought he might be gay too, but after being around each other more, I started defending him against my friends. Like shit… he just dedicated as fuck to his religion. I personally don’t understand it and wouldn’t wanna live that way, but he says he’s been tremendously happier in the past eight months and your happiness is the only thing that matters when it comes to how you live your life, nobody else’s. So I wasn’t about to try to corrupt him. But yall… he kept bringing up the massages. And Thursday night, the convo almost seemed…. sexual?

He said we can hang out any day as long as it doesn’t interfere with his work and that he was in need of a “rubbing”. He said he wanted us to “exchange rubbings” (LMAO) and that he wanted to give me that physical affection. Then he said it would be in his room or mine. Which threw me off…. cause I’m like ummm… he can massage a woman who’s not his wife alone in his bedroom? Idk, based on the other shit he told me, it didn’t seem like that would be appropriate? But shit, he knows better than me, so if he said it was cool it must be. And when I told him that he makes me blush a lot, he said “Without a touch? What will happen then?” and that I’d be overwhelmed…. and that shit made me think. Is this why tantric sex works so well???? LMAO. (I’ve always been interested in that, btw). 

But moving on. It’s Friday.

I notice he’s not at work that day. I was kinda sad about it cause I looked good as fuck, but whatever lol. When we text that night after I get home at midnight, he says he wants to hear me speak Spanish out loud and tells me to come over.

I’m like NOW??? After midnight??? He said he wanted me to come take a nap with him until he had to wake up at 4am to study for church, then he’d drive me home at 7 when he had to leave the house. Dude. So not only do you want me, a woman you’re not married to, to come over AFTER MIDNIGHT, but you wanna share a bed with me??? Solo???? En tu dormitorio?????!!! lmaooo. Nigga, I was stuffing White Castle in my face at the time, but I bagged that shit up real quick, fast, and in a hurry, took a good shit right quick, and got ready to go LMAOOOO. My friend was texting me saying I needed to gone head and let him put the tip in lol. But I’m like no…. I’m not gonna use this opportunity to try to pressure him. I respect his decision to not have sex til marriage and I enjoyed talking to him every day and didn’t wanna mess that up. Shit, I’m capable of laying next to a man I want and not jump his bones. I actually like when shit moves slow like that, the buildup makes everything better (when sex is actually the end goal). 

So I get all cute. He texts me when he’s outside. He smelling and looking good as fuck, as usual. And this time, he’s way more silly and normal than he is at work, and definitely more normal than he is through text. He was joking around with me the whole time, talking about how he had five aunts sleeping in bunk beds in his basement and I had to say hi to everybody when I got there lmaoo. And he was really laid back and cool as hell. Which just made me like him more. He teased me about turning the air on because I’m always cold. I was like “How would you know I’m always cold?” and he said “I already told you, I notice everything about you.” And I figured he must see me at work walking with my arms crossed trying to stay warm. *sigh*. 

When we get there, his room is fucking spotless as fuck. I was silently thanking God, ya’ll know I hate a man who lives dirty and Javi is only the second guy I’ve met who actually keeps his shit clean. I just sat down on the bed and he went and got us both some water, then he turned Netflix on this hugeeee fucking wide screen tv that was mounted on the wall. He had to go find the wifi password and shit cause he doesn’t actually use it because he doesn’t watch TV?? Idk why he has the biggest TV on earth in front of his bed then?? But whatever.

He had a nice BIG comfortable bed too, and he laid down sideways on my legs while I laid with my head against the headboard and we turned on The Office. Everything was going so chill…. we were laughing, talking, enjoying each other…. he touches my hands, asking me to rub his back and shit… ummhmmm… then he started to say something but stopped himself. And started mumbling. I’m like spit it out! He said he couldn’t if he wanted this space to stay holy and pure, and he knew what he was tryna say but it was about what was right and what was wrong. I said that’s fine, I’m not gonna try to persuade you to do anything you don’t wanna do. A little while later he was asking if I ever thought I would be there (I’m guessing with him, in his bed) and I said nope… it escalated quickly. And he agreed and said “a lot more could happen right now if we wanted it to…… but I can’t”. And once again I said I wasn’t gonna pressure him and didn’t wanna corrupt him. 

His dick was hard, I could tell cause he had these skinny ass jeans on before he laid down. And he took a pillow and said he was gonna sleep with it between his legs, tryna hide it and shit. He was telling me not to sleep on my side cause then he would have to come behind me. He took his shirt off. He said some more shit about where things could go at any moment and I asked him why he keeps talking about it if he doesn’t want it to happen?? Just going on and on and on. You wanna fuck or nah?? I would been down either way, but I needed him to make up his damn mind lmaobs. Then suddenly, this nigga jumps out of bed quick as fuck, turns the light on, starts putting a shirt on and I’m like what are you doing…. and he says he’s gonna take me home. WTF.

He was mumbling a bunch of shit….all I caught was “I guess this is my way of apologizing” but I didn’t care about what he was saying. I was just like whatever… put my shoes on and grabbed my bag. He was obviously confused about what he wanted. I knew this shit would happen. I don’t even know why I went. He was way too confident in his abilities to avoid temptation and talking about how only people with no equanimity allowed themselves to be tempted. So while we in the car, the convo went like this:

Me: Are you taking me home because you’re scared you might try something? 

Him: Why would I be scared, if I wanted to try something I would have done it 

Me: Then why are you taking me home?

Him: I have to study

Me: Okay but you were gonna study and take me home at 7am so what’s the problem?”

Him: I have to study

And that’s when I got mad and let him talk to himself for the rest of the ride home. I couldn’t believe this shit. I was gone for only two hours. I decided I was gonna leave him alone because he obviously needs to get his thoughts together on what he wants to do. It was all on him…. HE asked me to come over, HE asked me to share a bed with him, HE was the one all over me in bed and saying suggestive things, I was just going with the flow. Yeah, he was looking good as fuck and he thick as hell and his ass was looking extra grippable, but I didn’t try anything, didn’t even flirt. I was being respectful as fuck. I wasn’t gonna be the one he blamed for making him stray away from God or whatever the fuck lmao. So that has been my week. It’s the afternoon the next day now and I woke up thinking about this shit because his scent is still on me  *eyeroll*

THE END.

Scars

Originally posted by thalassa55

Tom Holland x Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: Struggling with scars due to several surgeries as a child, Tom is there to comfort and love the Reader.

Word Count: 2,580

Warnings: Language, body image issues, talk of scars, childhood, loving!tom, sad stuff, fluff. (That’s it ??)

A/N: Wowza, I posted ?? I know, it’s crazy. Hopefully this is close as to what the anon asked for and is a decent tom imagine (still struggling w/ those tbh). As always, enjoy reading and feedback is appreciated!


Today was yours and Tom’s one year anniversary of being together.

You were beyond ecstatic when he had asked you out for the first time.

Thinking about it always makes you crack a smile, remembering the horrendous first impression you both presented to one another.

You had been at a local cafe getting a simple cup of coffee, enjoying your time.

Tom, however, was in a rush to get to a meeting, so as you were reaching to grab a napkin off the baristas counter, he quickly and accidentally rammed into you.

His coffee went everywhere.

He started apologizing profusely, but you were too entranced  by his muddled hair and deep brown, chocolate eyes that glistened every time he stared into yours with worry spread across his gorgeously chiseled face.

After that, you two kept running into each other.

A few of your friends always commented how it was “fate.”

And after a while, you started believing it too.

Tom is my soulmate.

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guess it’s time for my first follow forever with this blog! :’) I could never imagine I would reach this milestone so fast, especially after remaking and turning my writing around. and even if numbers are not really that important, it is still heartwarming and incredibly touching to see 6,000 people giving me and my writing a (second) chance.

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EXO APPRECIATION POST

A/N: This was not planned and I should totally be studying now but I’m fed up with stuff I’m reading these days , coming from the inside of the fandom mostly and these type of situations just trigger my inner crazy EXO-L so I’M GONNA SPREAD LOVE TO ALL THE MEMBERS I DON’T CARE.

Originally posted by nikaiv

->Kim Junmyeon (Suho):

Originally posted by suhomysuho

-this boy trained for 7 years ok?

-i’m obv biased but one of the best kpop group leaders out there

-actually is thinking about EXO all the time

-sincere eyesmile

-takes care of all members

-big sense of responsibility

-probably blames himself if anything bad happens to EXO

-is prob very pressured by the company

-LOVES all the members, i’m sure of it

-also loves fans with all his being

-never dissapointed us

-defends EXO all the time

-precious

-learned to be more himself on camera

-is always improving

-one of the most handsome guys out there

-doesn’t care about fanwars

-carries everything on his shoulders

-tries to make EXO-L happy all the time

-comforts members  

-underrated talent

-dad jokes 

-but it comes from his heart

-is always teased af but everyone loves him too much

->Kim Minseok (Xiumin):

-has always been amazingly precious

-works hard

-cute af

-sexy af

-relatable

-amazing laugh

-great vocals

-everyone respects him

-is always teased by baek but secretly loves it

-Suho’s partner for dad jokes

-can have a lot of facial expressions

-is always the one chosen to talk by the other members

-is much more popular than SM expected him to be (suck it losers)

-looks good all the time

-is much more than just looks though

-performs af

-simple with a touch of too much

-mature guy with a fun side

->Zhang Yixing (Lay):

-someone hold me up while talking about this boy

-king

-cutie pie sweetie

-so talented

-underrated vocals

-cares SO much about EXO 

-works too hard 

-like all the time

-has an amazing soul

-look at this smile

-puts too much pressure on himself

-is the link between present ot9 and old ot12

-broke a bunch of records with his solo

-feels comfy around the members

-sometimes is shy

-can be straighforward

-is always trying to contact fans

-reads fan letters at airports

-husband material

-also sexy af

-look at those hips ok?

-literally never stops practicing

-because he always thinks he is not doing good enough

-musically gifted

-how can someone not like him??????????? i’ll never understand

->Byun Baekhyun (Baekhyun):

-popular line

-extra af

-expressive

-vocals that make me cry

-for real

-always tries to lighten up the mood

-can get angry

-it’s a light

-king of dance improvement

-knows what EXO-L think

-lowkey everyone’s bias

-don’t deny it

-flirty

-after you are too into EXO, you can just know what he’s thinking by observing his facial expressions

-little shit

-in a good way

-Yixing protection squad president

-doesn’t deserve all the shit he gets

-laughs and smiles 

-tease

-so talented

-he literally trained for like 6 months

-somehow still manages to always surprise us

->Kim Jongdae (Chen):

Originally posted by overnightprincess

-kind

-prob one of the best vocalists out there

-king of dance improvement part 2

-where’s his solo?

-admits to have a dirty mind

-and knows we all do too

-laughs a lot

-screams a lot

-whines a lot

-passes a lot of emotion through singing

-i don’t think i’ve ever seen this boy sad

-sometimes underrated talent

-has a good relationship with all members

-gets awkward sometimes

-gets annoyed 

-cuddly

-mature guy with a fun side part 2

-always gives his all

-veins

-high notes

-knows the limits when teasing

-helps others

-defends his members

-> Park Chanyeol (Chanyeol):

Originally posted by ohhsenshine

-musically gifted 

-can do anything basically

-works so hard

-is always putting pressure on himself

-but it is silent about it

-popular line 

-goes with the mood 

-best rapper of SM (sorry not sorry)

-appreciates everything fans do

-wants to be loved

-loves back

-can be really really cute

-even if he is a giant

-gets stressed easily

-ears

-underrated vocals

-seriously

-family oriented

-still reaction king

-supports everyone

-!!!

-tease

-very handsome

-is prob making music rn

-sleeps late

->Do Kyungsoo (D.O.):

Originally posted by tokyo-inn

-hold me up when talking about this boy part 2

-one of my favorite voices for real

-you can swim at his vocals

-is so genuine

-is friends’ with all the members

-very gifted actor

-maybe doesn’t express that much but you can see he appreciates everything fans do with all his heart

-smol 

-lethal

-wants to murder Chanyeol and Baekhyun

-but actually loves them too much to do so

-his smile>>>>>>>>>

-and laugh

-everyone loves him

-is actually really fun

-is naturally cute

-even if he doesn’t accept it

-gentleman

-cute eyes thing

-really really handsome

-generally doesn’t die his hair

-because he is superior

-kidding

-actually loves being EXO

-RnB/Soul king

->Kim Jongin (Kai) :

Originally posted by death-by-jongin

-I might get a little too ahead of myself rn so i’m sorry in advance

-overworks himself all the time

-is literally always practicing

-cries when he doesn’t get to perform

-literally just wants to dance and sing 

-is thankful

-is a baby 

-family oriented

-puppy lover

-underrated vocals

-genious dancer

-pouts

-best laugh ever

-looks good all the time

-really really cute

-king of facial expressions on stage

-has two personalities

-hip thrusts generally on point

-looks great in suits

-has the kindest soul

-well-manered

-observes a lot

-can be quiet

-thinks a lot

-gets nervous before performing

-puts too much pressure on himself

-100% potential to be sexy at any time

-king of smirks

-is always dramatic when dancing

-can be deep if you understand what he is saying

-boyfriend material

-is very soft 

-kim kai

-cuddly

-> Oh Sehun (Sehun):

Originally posted by channieschubbycake

-do i even have to do this? everyone knows i love him

-is always improving

-underrated actor

-honestly i laugh at all interviews he is in because he is so random i luv him

-is also a baby

-popular line

-needs company

-gets lonely

-loves Suho

-most loyal of them all

-quiet

-unique in his own way

-really good laugh

-has died his hair of every color ever

-likes to comunicate with fans

-is very fun when not on awkward interviews

-loves EXO

-lowkey king

-can be shy

-sometimes doesn’t know how to speak what he’s thinking

-ocassionally writes cute letters

-really really really handsome

-we all get proud when he gets his solo dancing shots

-sleeps late along with Chanyeol

-has a really soft heart

-lowkey makes fun of himself

-all the members are his brothers

-is precious af

BONUS: (i’m a hardcore ot12 stan, what did you expect?)

->Wu Yifan (Kris):

Originally posted by vvu-yi-fan

-very talented

-obv underrated

-looks cold

-is actually kind

-loves his mom

-hard worker

-international

-very very handsome

-doesn’t regret his time with EXO

-has a lot of opinions

-is a really nice guy for real

-appreciates his fans so much

-really great smile

-sexyyyyyyyyy

-says he gets all the girls

-is actually a dork

-clumsy

-speaks a bunch of languages

-boy is smart

-galaxy 

-> Luhan:

Originally posted by morningsdeer

-is an actual prince

-i’m not even kidding

-manly

-is shy on camera

-has been much more natural nowadays though

-is conquering the world

-defends himself

-loves soccer

-family oriented

-extroverted + introverted

-really shiny eyes

-great smile

-is awkward

-gets anxious while doing interviews

-is constantly improving

-underrated dancer

-probably the only one that still contacts every EXO member ever

-mature but fun guy part 3

-is willing to give his all

-has something to say to the paparazzi and stalkers

-still gets shy often

-you cannot not like him

-i’ll say it again, actual prince

-> Huang Zitao (Tao):

Originally posted by zitao-vevo

-is also a baby

-has grown up a lot though

-really sincere with the fans

-wants to tell us everything

-admits his mistakes

-wants to be loved

-appreciates the fans too much

-loves the members

-specially close to Sehun and Suho

-very talented

-underrated

-soft 

-martial arts king

-is happy now and that’s all that matters

-loves to perform

-has a burning passion for it

-is also always improving

-easy to know when he is tired or annoyed

-great laugh

-works hard

-precious part12

-is heartbreaking to watch him cry

-overcomes obstacles

-lowkey diva

-in a good way

-protect him

anonymous asked:

Hey I really love your work :) was wondering if you could write msr at a theme park/ funfair ? Maybe with one of them scared of the rides but trying to hide it ? Maybe season of secret sex..

Happy first day of Fictober! Thanks to everyone at the workshop Friday for your lovely comments. I tried to incorporate what was said, but as it turns out I really, really suck at sensory writing. I hope it’s not too bad. 

It’s a post-ep for “Rush”. 

“Hey Scully, what do you say? Want to feel young again?” Mulder’s grin is infectious. They’re on their way to the car when Mulder stops suddenly, grinning like this, staring at her like that.

“You just told me in the hospital that they closed up the cave. Not that it worked for us the first time.” They really must be too old. Any other day it might irk her that she’s not only considered old, but actually too old. But right now, Scully doesn’t care. She is not concerned with being on the wrong side of 30. Not today, anyway. In her mind, the case is closed. She’s mentally written the report already knowing that Mulder won’t be much help. All she wants to do right now is get home, take a shower, have some take out and sleep. Preferably with Mulder by her side for all of it.

“No, I know,” his voice cuts into her fantasies, “I have a much better idea.” Scully swallows the sigh that’s tickling her throat. As much as she loves Mulder, and at least some of his ideas (particularly the ones he has in the bedroom), she doesn’t want to go on a crazy goose chase right now. They just solved a case. Can’t they accept that they’re not young and spent an evening like normal adults?

“You wound me, Scully.” Apparently she’s said her last thought out loud.

“Mulder, listen,” this time there is no stopping the sigh, but judging by Mulder’s look he’s been expecting it, “In the grander scheme of life we are not old. As healthy adults in our 30s we-”

“I’m sure you’re right, Scully,” he puts his hands on her shoulders to turn her around, “but look at this.”

“What am I looking at Mulder?” She’s staring at a wall that’s plastered with posters old and new telling her about music she’s never heard about.  

“This.” His breath tickles her ear as he leans over her shoulder to point at the colorful sign reading ‘carnival’ in big letters.

“Mulder, please tell me you’re not serious.”

“Oh come on, Scully. Don’t tell me you don’t like carnivals!”

“That’s not what I said.” Though if she’s honest, she’s not particularly fond of them.

“Just for a short while? Just to feel young for an hour.” He pouts at her. It was hard to resist the pout before they started dating. Now it’s impossible. He grins again, that charming irresistible smirk, and gives her a quick, loud kiss.

“We’re gonna have so much fun, Scully.” He sprints to the car and Scully follows him feeling tired and yes, old. With every step all her plans fade away; no home, no shower, no take-out. At least she’s got Mulder.

She should have known that Mulder would turn into a big child at the carnival. His sweaty hand clings to hers as they make their way through the crowd. A group of teenagers runs past them and Scully is pushed against Mulder. They’re too slow here, too. The tinkling music leads them further inside past explosions of red, yellow and blue colors while metal monsters and complicated games promise them excitement and fun. The air is laden with the smell of greasy, fried food that makes Scully’s stomach grumble. Mulder stops to buy two corndogs for himself and a regular hot dog for Scully.

“We need to buy candy apples, Scully. For later.”

When he suggests cotton candy, though, Scully puts her foot down.

“Mulder that stuff is pure sugar.”

“So?”

“So? We have the candy apples.”

“But we’re not eating them now. Please?”

“How about we buy popcorn instead?” They share the small bag as they stroll around the fair. His hand is sticky, as is hers. Scully licks her lips suppressing a smile as she remembers awkward first dates not unlike this. Once again Mulder was right; she does feel younger. Young and carefree.

“This was a good idea, Mulder.” She tells him. He stops walking and glances at her. His earlier grin fades to make room for one of Scully’s favorite sights: the small smile that tells her that Mulder is happy. It’s not often that she sees his face this relaxed.

“I’m glad you think so.” He leans down and kisses her. The kiss was obviously meant as a small peck of appreciation but Mulder tastes likes popcorn, like fresh air and something that’s just so him that Scully deepens the kiss.

“Now that was an even better idea.” Mulder says. His eyes are still closed. “But I have another one.” His eyes pop open and Scully sees enthusiasm sparkle in them.

“I have the perfect idea that I’m sure you’ll love. Come on.” He takes her hand in his again and leads her through the wafting smell of sugar and salt, past a few stalls and a ride that has people screaming with delight – or fear. Distracted for a moment Scully almost doesn’t notice that they’ve stopped. She looks around and realizes they’re in a line. Waiting for…

“A roller coaster, Mulder?” The grin is back and it’s bigger than before.

“Nothing like a roller coaster to feel young again, huh?”

“I think I’ll pass.” Mulder grabs her hand as she attempts to step away to make room for more eager people. Most of them teenagers.

“Hey, what’s the matter? You don’t like roller coasters?”

“Does that surprise you?”

“Yeah. Actually yeah, it does. You’re not scared of them, are you?”

“What? No, of course not!” Scully answers too quickly.

“You’re scared of roller coasters?”

“That’s ridiculous, Mulder. There’s a greater chance to get struck by lightning than to be injured during a roller coaster ride.”

“Here I thought you’d take the thrill out of it by explaining the physics of the ride and I find out you’re scared. I thought I knew you.” But he’s smiling softly at her. Her heart beat picks up each time they advance in line. The teenagers in front of them ramble on, laugh loudly and point at the metal monstrosity that Mulder wants to get on, too.

“I’m not scared,” Scully says, “I just don't… like it. You know it’s merely a constantly changing pattern between potential and kinetic energy, right? Do I need to explain it to you?”

“I know my physics, thank you. But does your science explain the thrill?”

“It does, Mulder. The fluctuation in acceleration causes what people experience as fun. From a psychological standpoint, you’ll feel most excited when they strap you in. The feeling of not being able to escape is what thrills you. The chain noises you hear that has people hold their breath? It’s a safety device.”

“Did you know roller coasters were inspired by Russian ice slides, Scully? How’s that for facts?”

“In the end, a roller coaster is just a machine that uses gravity and inertia to send a train along the winding track. It’s not that special.” Scully ignores his comment and tries to concentrate on her steady breathing. Next time the roller coaster comes around, it’ll be their turn.

“I won’t force you to do this, Scully. But I think you should try it. For science.”

“I have tried it, Mulder. And people have tested roller coaster in the name of science before me, you know.”

“How old were you?”

“Ten, I think. Bill was… he said I wouldn’t dare. I proved him wrong.” They were standing in line much like they’re now. Her heart was beating fast, too; this was the first year she was big enough to go on the roller coaster. She’d finally made the height restriction! In the distance she could hear Charlie, still too small that year, bawling. ‘You sure you’re not too chicken, Dana?’ Bill kept asking, smirking at her. Dana’s anger was greater than any fear. She cocked her chin and told him that she was no longer a baby. She was not afraid. When they strapped her in, Dana thought her heart would jump out of her chest. She felt it in her stomach, in her throat; it beat everywhere and it was way too fast. Bill laughed. All through the ride, hardly more than two minutes, he laughed at her, loudly, cruelly and Dana stared straight ahead, willing herself not to cry. She didn’t. Not until it was over, not until she’d been sick all over her shoes. Back then she vowed never to go on a roller coaster ever again. She shudders now, remembering.

“You don’t need to prove anything here, Scully. If you don’t want to do it we’ll leave. There’s uhm… the ferris wheel? We could do the ferris wheel.” This time it’s Mulder who steps away and Scully who holds him back. Mulder is not Bill; he’s not going to laugh at her. Scully is not little Dana anymore; she knows the facts, the mechanics of it now. It’s time to let herself feel it again.

“There is nothing to be afraid of.” She says matter of fact and Mulder, very slowly, nods. “There isn’t anything to be afraid of… right?” Again, he nods.

“It’s perfectly safe, but I’ll follow your lead, Scully.”

“I made my choice… Mulder?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you hold my hand?” She blushes; what a stupid request. She is a grown ass woman with a gun on her hip and karate kicks in her repertoire. Mulder smiles. He kisses her nose as a promise before he leans back to have a better look at her.

“I swear I won’t let go.”

Shipping and Bullying

I feel the need to talk about this. Sorry for the long post but I feel this is very important and needs to be said. I would appreciate it if everyone took the time to read through it, I’ve bolded the important parts for quick reading otherwise.

So I’m going through the WOY tags and I’m seeing hate about a certain ship (I won’t say what or point fingers) and I would just like to express how very disappointed I am in some fans. 

I know there have been shipping wars in the past and it can happen in any fandom but the Wander Over Yonder fandom has always been so supportive of one another and taken the show’s kind nature to heart. Most of the fans still do and I’m very proud of this fandom for that. 

If you support a ship then good for you, have fun with that ship! Whether it’s with canon or original characters, doesn’t matter. If it makes you happy then embrace the ship and be proud of it!

If you don’t support a ship, just ignore it and move on. DO NOT call others out on it or become a bully. You can download add-ons to blacklist the ship names so you don’t have to see it. Or you can block blogs that post those ships if it bothers you too much. You wouldn’t like it if someone insulted your favorite ship so don’t insult theirs.

Words hurt and people can be greatly affected by it. 

So think about what you are saying and how it may affect that person. You don’t know what that person is going through, some people are more sensitive than others and we have all seen first hand what bullying can lead to. Do not take that chance.

These differing opinions make the fandom more diverse and that is a fantastic thing. 

Despite these differences people can still ‘click’, people who disagree on ships can still be friends. Instead we should all be uniting over this great show and showing our love for it, supporting one another, inspiring each other and helping everyone to improve. That goes for the fan artists, the writers, the SaveWOY supporters, the “shit-posters”, the re-bloggers, anyone who is involved in this fandom. 

I too have my OTPs and NOTPs but all ships are welcome on this blog and I reblog every kind of ship, not only for myself but so my followers can see great art and the artists can get more exposure. (All shipping posts are tagged by their names so they can be black-listed if necessary). I love seeing how different everyone is yet how we are all still one big happy family, united by something we are all so passionate about.

If you are being bullied:

If you are experiencing any kind of bullying or harassment over a ship you like, go straight ahead and block the person doing so. Don’t give yourself time to mull over them and what they have said to you. Just go and block them. You’ll feel so much better for it.

If anyone is bullying you over your choice of ships (or for ANY reason) or harassing you please come to me. My ask box is open, my messenger is open. If you feel the need to vent or have a heart-to-heart, you are more than welcome to. I do not judge anyone based on their ships, you are all my friends.

I will not stand for bullying in this fandom, and while I may not be able to directly stop the bullies, I will do what I can to ensure that this fandom remains welcoming and safe for fans of all ages. EVERYONE should feel welcome and safe here and that they can all proudly contribute to this fandom.

The point I’m making is that nobody should feel bad about what they ship. Nobody should feel lesser than other fans and have to hide their ships or feel afraid to share them, and nobody should feel they are greater than others and bully other fans over their ships. We are all equals.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. Stay safe and happy, friends.

Grey’s Anatomy 14x04 Review

Let’s start with the nonessential, could have been left out, made me wish I could fast forward scenes commentary:

The New Interns

Wow, we spent several minutes looking at interns who were all there for comedic relief and would never be hired. There is not one intern who is being hired from the many the writers chose to show on-screen. So, waste of time. Also, not very funny either… Kind of repetitive considering old storylines (i.e.; Cristina interviewing candidates).

Richard and Catherine

Does Catherine enjoy being annoying? Like, she was doing more than teasing. It was insulting how she treated Richard. Yes, everyone has a past, but you don’t rub it in someone’s face to make them uncomfortable. And what was the point of their drama anyway? They had enough dinner drama without the “former lover” angle.

Jackson and Maggie

I think they could have a strong brother/sister bond. I mean, Maggie defended Jackson and he appreciated that. She was a buffer and an ally, something he’s been lacking lately. I am glad, though, that the writers shut down Jaggie as a romantic entity through Catherine’s brother/sister comment. They cannot and should not be dating. It’s too weird and uncomfortable. Also, Japril all the way. In fact, I think he was attracted or intrigued by Maggie’s rambling at the dinner because it is an April-trait. I don’t think the realization was conscious, but rather he saw in Maggie what he missed with April. 

April

I actually rather enjoyed her scenes. I am glad she returned to church, both alone and with Harriet, because her religion is important to her.  Between praying this episode and talking to Jackson last episode, she is growing into herself and finding herself post-baby (both babies). She is learning to stand up for what she needs and that is essential. Her character is worth so much more than heartbreak and being pushed around.

Megan 

Is it bad that I don’t really like the script version of Megan? I mean, first, no matter how nicely you were treated, you were still a captive. You were still harmed and kept hostage. You were cut off from your family and life is not the same from one country to the next. How can you come back near-normal? And why did she forgive Nathan so easily? Where was the doubt, the insecurity, the anger, the hurt? Besides that, she’s also very abrupt and rather mean. I don’t even say this just in terms of Amelia, but also most of people she comes into contact with. She’s short with Owen, impatient, angry, and basically calls him an idiot for marrying his wife who she barely knows. She gangs up on him, bringing Teddy and Evelyn into it. She doesn’t like Amelia or the doctors. She’s yelling at everyone. I guess, for the most part, it’s how she treats Owen that bothers me the most. I just don’t like her personality.

I am glad she gets to have her child by her side (who is, by all accounts, adorable), but it doesn’t excuse her in my eyes. Like Meredith, she is self-centered and angry. She hurts those who love her and never apologizes. Both women have good moments; however, they are not fully redeemed in my eyes and I doubt they ever will be. Your pain and suffering does not give you a free pass to be an asshole.

Nathan, Meredith, and Megan

This needs to stop. How many times can the writers write this back and forth of who he loves. It is basically the same sentence repeated over and over again with no resolution. I don’t care who ends up with who. In all honesty, Meredith is looking up at the ceiling remembering Derek and Megan just wants her kid so Nathan doesn’t even have to factor into the equation. The writers need to put an end to this poorly-written love triangle and make a decision already. Seriously, put us out of our misery and stop wasting valuable screen-time.


Now, for the fun part. What we’ve all been waiting for…and pretty much the only two things I was watching for 🤣

Amelia

Amelia is my favorite character of all time. I don’t think that’s much of a secret. As much as I hate that she had to deal with another obstacle, it let me breathe freely knowing her actions last season were influenced by the tumor. It made me confident in my love for her character and integrity. She is so much more than last season and so much more than a tumor. She is amazing. I am hoping, like in this episode, her recovery includes more talk of LA and her Private Practice life. Not only do I love PP Amelia (and hope to see more of her on-screen), but it makes her who she is. More people need to see that. Meredith needs to see that. Megan needs to see that. Owen’s seen some of it, but we need on-screen scenes and deep conversations about her past. We need more. I think this is the opportunity to do it.

I did like the humor mixed in with her post-surgery complications; it gave a little lightheartedness. I mean, now we know she speaks French and German. I appreciate how many people stayed with her and rotated in and out. It shows how many people love her. Her emotional and pain-filled scenes made my soul ache, but it was necessary. One, it shows that she is still fighting. Two, it further proves Caterina’s amazing talent as an actress.

One of my favorite scenes was when she hugged DeLuca. It is true, everything he said, and it put things in perspective for Amelia and the audience. She has been living a life with a tumor pressing on her frontal lobe. When something is removed, whether it be physical like a tumor or mental like an eating disorder, normal life feels abnormal. You feel like you are missing something or are “wrong,” when in fact you are getting accustomed to being healthy and strong. It was a turning point for her and for people who may have been confused about Amelia’s behavior and reactions up until now.

Owen and Amelia

I am disappointed that Owen and Amelia did not have more screen-time, particularly when Amelia woke up. However, I understand it. Owen and Amelia deal with their emotions rather similarly–they run, whether it be through drugs, going on another tour, leaving the state, or focusing on work/other worldly happenings. Owen was terrified that Amelia would die or come out of surgery a completely different person. He was terrified she wouldn’t love him anymore. And, yes, I know he was planning to cut the ties before he found out about the tumor, but it’s one thing to walk away before getting even more hurt and another to find out the truth. Like Owen said back in Season 12, he was relieved that the plane crash happened because he and Cristina could stay frozen in time. I think he felt the same way about leaving Amelia–he was leaving her before she chose to leave him. And, the truth is, he has always loved her–he has never stopped. That thought was just too painful for him to bear.

Throughout the entire episode, I was waiting for a scene with them and we finally got it. He was prepping for her to come home, stocking all her favorite foods (because he knows her so well) and getting her things together. He wanted her to come home. I was disappointed that Amelia wanted to stay with her sisters, but soon enough it came to light why. She was scared and upset and feeling utterly horrible and guilty. Those emotions, her repentance toward her actions despite them being influence by the tumor, shows just how much the tumor had taken over. She never wanted to hurt him. And, yes, she has to take some responsibility, but that’s not the real her. She didn’t want to go to her home with Owen, not because she doesn’t love him, but because she loves him so much that she doesn’t want to hold him back. She wants to set him free. True love is doing what is best for the other person even if it may hurt you. It’s putting them first.

What I love is that Owen was hearing none of it. He loves her in sickness and in health. He knows that they have hurt each other and yet there is still time to fight. He is not giving up hope yet. He wanted her to come home. His hand holding, his speech, his posture, him stocking the fridge, all of these things point to him loving her and wanting to keep her close. 

I really thought it would end on that cliffhanger but kept my fingers crossed for more and, luckily, we got another scene. That simple scene, with Amelia looking out at the rain and Owen driving them home, reassured and affirmed the hope I’ve held for them. (Did you see Owen looking at her and her smiling while the speech overlay spoke about trusting that we got it right? I can’t stop watching the tender beauty in that scene.) It is symbolic, in a sense, they are moving toward a new life together, on a new foundation, but with the same love. The rain is coming down softer now and it will clear. It is not forever. And the two of them? They are on this journey together, forever and always.

Is This Love (That I’m Feelin’?)

Summary: @mellmichael suggested boyf riends asking each other to prom, so that’s what this is. Christine, Brooke, and Chloe help them plan their promposals, and the boys take it from there. Pure fluff.  

Word Count: 3,822

AN: Slight spoiler – a mixtape is involved and that playlist actually exists and can be found here. Special thanks to @mariesghostsart​ for phoning a friend to help my only-listens-to-musicals ass come up with some songs. Jeremy unabashedly loves Owl City and you can fight me on that.


Jeremy stared hard at the list in front of him, clicking the end of his pen against the table. Sighing, he flipped it around and crossed out what he’d just written.

“Whatcha doing, Jeremy?”

Oh no. No, no, he’d specifically chosen a spot in the corner of the library so that no one could read over his shoulder. Well, as long as Brooke stayed on the other side of the table–

“He’s probably writing Naruto erotica,” came Chloe’s voice, and oh, great, they were sliding into seats on either side of him.

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anonymous asked:

can people not chant what they want? It literally affects no one else. You just described someone paying all that to go to a show then called them assholes for chanting someone's name, who cares?

It literally affects no one else.

Firstly, thank you for the rundown on what my post said, as if I needed a play by play of my own words. Secondly, you’re wrong. I rarely will say that someone’s opinion is wrong, but you are wrong. In professional wrestling, athletes work their asses off to get to the point that they’re TV ready and performing in front of crowds on a weekly basis. There are countless hours at the gym and practicing in rings, and for some, years leading up to even getting the chance to practice in the WWE. Take guys like Cesaro, Kevin Owens, Sami Zayn, and several others. These are wrestlers who worked for a decade before getting to the WWE, so that they could sit in cars and airplanes for hours, be away from their families, away from their friends, their homes, pets, and so they can sit around backstage all night trying to stay sane, healthy, etc. and then spend 20 minutes getting kicked in the head, ribs, slammed on their backs, potentially blowing out several joints and tearing muscles only to have some shitbag wrestling fans chant a wrestler’s name because LOLOLOLOL IT’S FUN TO TROLL.

Bro, fuck you, honestly. You think it affects no one? You’ve never been at a show where a promoter says to you, “Look, this is where we’re going over the next month with this story.” and thought to yourself, “Well, that’s fucking stupid, but I’m getting paid and these people know what works.” Then, to have go out and do shit that you know crowds will hate, that you know won’t work out as planned, and to give it your all anyway just to have people shit all over your match that you worked your fucking ass off on because they dislike the idea. Today, wrestling fans are both the best and worst that they’ve ever been, in that the average fan knows enough about wrestling that they “get” what’s going on, but they treat it one of two ways: either they’re cool with it, they support it, and they try to understand that there’s a bigger picture, or they behave like children. Fans who chant “CM Punk” at shows are basically saying “ahhhh fuck this shit, I don’t care about these wrestlers busting their asses for me, move along”. It’s horseshit. If someone has a problem with something, they need to realize a few things:

1. You are not the only fan in attendance. Every wrestling fan is different. Every fan has their own preferences, whether it be female wrestlers, luchadors, powerhouses, technicians, hardcore guys, tag teams, gimmick matches, whatever. I like it all, personally, but everybody’s different. To say that your favorite style of wrestling or your favorite matches are the only ones that should be featured is not only selfish, it’s fucking disrespectful.

2. Unless you’re involved in professional wrestling, you do not know what it’s like. Think about Natalya, right? A gal who grew up watching her dad bust his ass for decades, who went to Japan and trained meticulously to be one of the best wrestlers in the game, and to be featured on TV as a Total Diva or in a gimmick where she farts all the time. That should put things into perspective, but if not… Wrestlers don’t get what they want. They don’t. Hell, the guy that this is focused around, CM Punk, left because he didn’t get what he wanted. He got the longest title reign in DECADES, had a WrestleMania match against The Undertaker, defended the WWE Championship against everybody and was only finally beaten by The fucking ROCK, and headlined in arenas around the world, and he STILL didn’t get what he wanted. What relevancy that has to my point is that you aren’t getting what you want, so imagine how they feel. A lot of times, and I’ve heard it said more in wrestling than anywhere else in life, wrestlers are forced to make chicken salad out of chicken shit, and if someone’s busting their ass in the ring 5 nights a week, show them some fucking respect and appreciation, or don’t come to shows.

3. Your trolling is ruining the experience for others. There are wrestling fans of all ages who are new to the sport. People’s kids, new relationships and friendships with others, and many other reasons why a WWE event might be someone’s first. Now imagine this is your first event, you’re REALLY getting into it, and some asshole nearby starts a CM Punk chant. You ask, “Who’s that? Is he/she in the match?” and someone says “Oh no, he use to wrestle but he hates wrestling now.” Suddenly, that whole “I’m bitter” story has to get told and said new fan is now exposed to something that was specific to ONE GUY. Now, to this person, it’s okay to just hate something and be an asshole about it. Fine, if that’s how you want to live, but think about a little kid who’s fucking PUMPED to see The Usos, or the cruiserweights, or the women’s matches, and they hear the crowd totally turn on the show and chant “CM Punk”. Congratulations, little kid: your favorite wrestler that you looked forward to seeing live for the last month or two is getting shit on. Enjoy that.

The bottom line is, people are getting awarded or defended for being douchebags and it’s absolutely ridiculous. Nobody should disrespect the athletes or the shows that they attend. There’s no “well, they paid money to do so” argument here: If you go to a show, and you enjoy shitting on the product, you’re a fucking asshole. We (and I say ‘we’ because I do this shit too) work our asses off to give you the best of our abilities. If you disrespect what I do, I have nothing but disdain for you, and I guarantee I’m not the only one who feels this way.

I saw this and last one and couldn’t resist. 

Title: Lady of the House

Pairing: T’Stuckony (T’Challa/Steve/Bucky/Tony) 

Warnings: mentions of trans/intersex character, mentions of past mpreg, Trans/Intersex!Tony, past Mpreg!Tony.  

Lenght: 2351 



“Hello there, little ones. Can one of you get your mommy got me, please?”

Peter gave the stranger lady a smile, just as his papa had taught him to do when talking to ma’ams. Gotta be polite. “Sure!” he said and still holding Miles’ hand, and grabbing five year old Gwen’s, he led them inside and looked for their mom.

“Mama, someone is asking for you at the door.”

“Are they now?” Tony set the empty glass he had in his hand on the table, patted his pants and walked to the door. The moment she spotted him the smile she had ready in greeting disappeared and a questioning frown took over. He brushed it away and gave an honest grin. “Hi, can I help you?”

“Uh, sorry,” she looked at him funny, as if not understanding why he was standing at his own door, “I wanted to speak to someone else.”

“Oh, sure,” he nodded and gestured for her to stay put. “One sec, I’ll get them for you.”

He returned to the kitchen and spotted Steve cleaning the dishes, halfway through with them. “Steve, someone wants to talk to you.”

Steve shut the water down and dried his hands on one of the many dish towels. “Anyone I know?”

“Not sure, looks like a sales lady. Might want to hook you on something.”

“They didn’t hook you?”

Tony shrugged. “Didn’t even tell me what she was selling. Said they wanted to talk to someone else.”

“Huh,” with that said Steve walked to the front door, receiving the same treatment Tony did when the lady spotted him. The greeting smile, yet again, disappeared and along with the questioning frown the faintest hint of frustration began, and also the slightest twitch of disgust. Steve saw the signs and took great joy in acting the welcoming part. “You wanted to talk to me?”

“No, no,” she gave an awkward chuckle. “I’m looking for someone interested in -” she patted the bag she held. It looked to be merchandize that was mostly considered feminine. “I hope you understanding I’m looking for someone else to talk to.”

“Oh, of course,” Steve said good naturedly and exaggerated. “Wait here for a moment.” Returning to the kitchen where Tony was still present and was now rocking little one in a half year old Miles. T’Challa was in the middle of preparing a snack for him. Steve grinned. Perfect. “The saleswoman out there wants to talk to you, T’Challa.”

“Saleswoman?” T’Challa repeated and handed the snack to the smiling infant reaching out to him. “What is she advertising?”

“Looks to be makeup of sorts. Couldn’t really tell since she turned me away the moment she saw me.”

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anonymous asked:

guurrrrlll please write an AU where Maggies's a bartender and loves mixing cocktails and gives them all the dirtiest names. Alex's the regular who loves the drinks but also hates and glares every time she has to say "I want Sex On The Beach," to a grinning and trying-to-wink Maggie. (Maggie recommends Alex have a Screaming Orgasm(both the cocktail and well you know). "...That's not on the menu." "I know.") i would love you forever

I just posted it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/10724550/chapters/28002141 (and if you’ve got thoughts or comments, I always love to hear them!)

A/N: Well this was a damn delightful ask (and a nice antidote to all of the preemptive angst going around about Sanvers that, even if justified, was making me sad), so enjoy some fluff and crack with the lesbian bartender of our dreams

A/N 2: So I know Supergirl comes out tonight and some people are still excited to watch (or at least going to watch). I don’t have a TV or cable, so I don’t get to watch until the next night at the earliest. It would mean a lot to me if you wouldn’t leave spoilers in the comments section here or in any asks on Tumblr (even though I don’t really go on Tumblr on Tuesdays to avoid them, I still get the notifications on my phone). So if you want to ask about fix it fics or anything, just wait until Wednesday or so? I’m also not committed to writing too many because I have so many other prompts still in the queue (and have a few work deadlines coming up this month and next that will leave me with very little time for writing). Thanks in advance for your understanding!

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“You sure you don’t want to come out with us?” Kara asked, looking up at her big sister with wide eyes and her signature pout.

“I’m tired tonight—you should go have fun with your friends. But I promise, I’ll be there with Ben and Jerry’s in hand for sister night tomorrow!”

“Okay, fine,” Kara huffed, turning back to Winn and James before heading out with one last glance back at Alex. It wasn’t as though Alex couldn’t have a social life or some time on her own, but more than once this month, Kara had flown by her apartment to check in on her after she’d opted not to come to Noonan’s with her and the guys only to find her apartment empty. The next mornings, Alex had talked about turning in early like she’d actually been at home and in bed, and Kara was beyond convinced it meant that Alex was dating someone—a point she was resolved to investigate.

Once Kara, James, and Winn were gone, Alex headed down to the locker rooms to change out of her DEO uniform and into a pair of dark jeans, simply throwing a leather jacket on over a t-shirt. It wasn’t like her bar of choice had a particularly strict dress code. In fact, the few times she’d shown up in her FBI disguise, she had gotten more than a few curious glances, though she liked to think that the bartender appreciated the blazers… Not that she’d ever admit to caring about what the bartender thought. Sure, she happened to go only on the days when she knew the woman would be working, but it was because she made the best cocktails. It had absolutely nothing to do with her dimples or her deep brown eyes or the flirty comments or the way “Danvers” just seemed to roll so easily off of her tongue, making Alex wonder what else might sound (or feel) perfect on that tongue. No, it definitely had nothing to do with any of that.

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hello my beautiful friends! i’ve recently hit my first 1k & i can’t believe that so many of you follow me – it’s crazy! these past five years have been amazing & i am so thankful for everyone i have met on here – you all deserve the world & if you haven’t met taylor yet, like me, i sincerely hope you do soon! i’m going to try & name as many as i can, but please know that i do truly love everyone i follow <3

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✭ I just wanted to say Wow, thank you everyone who supported me upon this blog. I only made this blog just a little over two months old, (08/07/2017) and I’ve already reached this far, and I feel so loved and welcome. ;v; I could cry in happiness for this moral boost, because I always have a small fear, perhaps I am not doing Ventus any justice.  And I very much insecure if I could get this muse down, as he is traditionally not someone whom I usually RP as. Until my best friend nudged me, (even if he left me hanging high and dry xD). More encouragement from  several good friends, including my best friend who continues to support me to play Ventus how I am comfortable with him. For this Thank you everyone.

  ✭ I also apologize if I have made a lot of people uncomfortable with me, humoring with Anons, or being… such a dork, a chatter box who can’t seemed to have a mute button.. or maybe the way I played Ventus not subtle enough we don’t click, but he’s too bright and vibrant. I’ve come to a resolution that, this is my interpretation of Ventus, a bright, innocent, curious and energetic boy, who often hides behind a smile, put others in front of him. A pacifist who is mischief and playful, give hugs for everyone and wants to be their friends. For this, I wanted to make an appreciation for those who followed and supported me from the beginning, because of you guys, I’ve made it this far. But… but… I STILL QUESTIONED! Why are you following me?!  i’m just your dork extraordinaire.

This post is going to be long ;v;. Please bear with me.

Banter credited to @lunastusx but I probably destroyed it with my hideous edit in text LOL.

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Since we’re at the end and I’ve never really been a part of a fandom before I wanted to take a moment because I have too many feelings.

Shoutout to each and every one of my followers first and foremost. Thank you all for taking an interest in my blog; I never dreamed I’d have so many of you :) 

I tried to say a little something for everyone I tagged but for those of you I didn’t, just fill it in that your blog is awesome, you’re awesome, and people should follow you.

A-F

@anationofthieves  ​I know you’re not active rn but I loved all your posts and your gorgeous gifsets   that I’ll probably never be able to do haha 

@candlewindsI live to read your anon replies and your tags and your gifsets

@captain-flintThe very first Sails blog I followed and the Queen of Gifsets. <3 

@crucifythenburn​ (Trinity) I heart your shining personality on tumblr and your incredible Silverflint fic I Will Try To Fix You which everyone and their mother’s sister should be reading

@char7​ (Charley) <3  A gal after my own heart. I swear our brains are wired together; I agree with most everything she says about Sails and politics RPJ and everything else we’ve ever chatted about. And your sense of humor is fantastic

@dimplesflint​ (Mer) We are relatively new mutuals but I’ve followed you since your pianka days. Your Flint gifsets are positively scrumptous and thank you so much for commenting on a couple of my fics on AO3!! It meant a lot.

@ellelan(Elle) BS CATS FOREVER! You inspired me to make the Flint/Ginger Cat post, the first of several. So much fun. You’re such a great personality and the fandom wouldn’t be the same without your beautiful edits and words of wisdom (and your naughty thoughts for fics >:)  

@flinthamiltonStill one of the best Sails blogs and will always be near and dear to my shipper heart. Your gifsets and metas about James and Thomas are just amazing. You are sweet and kind in conversations and you even bother to reblog my things   

@flintsredhair​ (Meg) MEG!! I heart Meg. She is a superbly talented Flinthamilton writer and my favorite Flinthamilton writer. I feel like I can chat with her about all things James/Thomas. I don’t know how you keep pumping out so many great stories but keep it up!

@flintstruestlove Another recent mutual but since you jumped in here with nothing but a passion for James/Thomas AND  you make gifsets of seasons and things I haven’t seen forever, of course you make the list :)

@fmwisWe’ve never spoken I don’t think but you have faithfully reblogged literally every single Flint-related edit I’ve ever done?!?! Thank you!

G-L

@jadedbirch I think we’ve circled each other forever on here before we became mutuals lol. You are by far one of my fave personalities on here; you’re very easy going and I love that. And don’t forget whose idea the whole porn police thing was! ;)

@jamesemcgraw

@igotlover

@krimsnkramsart I love your style and somehow you come up with the sweetest James pairing drawings <3

@koryuoftheriverflow

@lady-eleanor-vane <3 You are so super sweet and a friendly person no matter what! Thanks for taking an interest in me and my blog 

M-S

@Maria (musemm)What can I say? You and shinmaya were so welcoming to me when I was a noob on here and gave me exposure. We both shared our love of Billy/Flint, and even though that hasn’t worked out, we’ve had many, many conversations about all kinds of things and I heart you; you’ve inspired my writing so much you don’t even know. *gives you a big fat wet kiss*

@magess

@mirandaabarlow The first person I’ve chatted with about Anne Rice on here. :) And oc your Sails gifs are Pretties I love to reblog

@mynameisjohnsilver 

@ohflintYour silverflint edits are absolutely stunning and full of heart at the same time  

@oftheranger

@old-long-john EEE I love your Silverflint fics!!!

@queenevangeline

@primal–scream​ (Lisa) I love your fics too and our funny ramblings on tumbles

@prouvaireafterdark

@rufferto9

@sagestreetEEEE SAGE! I must gush over your Black Sails painting/analysis posts; the fandom wouldn’t be the same without them!!! Also we’ve shared several convos about all kinds of things, serious and not so serious and I’m so glad to have met you here. Thanks again for those movie recs!

@shavingmysealegs<3 Another lovely blog ran by a lovely person ;)

T-Z

@themissingmask Your artwork always makes me smile even on the worst days and is so very inspirational for writing fics     

@thewalruscaptain (Rachel) Along with Lisa, our funny ramblings on tumbles and also every so often you make fantastic pretties

@theoexplores 

@thomashamilton  

@taseger  

@vowel-in-thug (Gemma) Your Silverflint fics are amazing!!! I always feel guilty because I can never read more than I write, but I read lots of yours even when I don’t comment <3

@zombievonmorgenWe haven’t chatted in a while but I’ve been loving every single Witcher post you’ve reblogged, and all those art posts very much. Your James Flint drawings are some of my favorite

…I’ll just be over here sobbing quietly now.

Meet Me In the Hallway- Chapter 1

Okay guys, here’s chapter one of my new Harry AU. It starts slow, but this is really just the chapter that sets the scene. I promise it gets more lengthy and in depth as it goes! This is also the first time I’ve written in two years, so I’m a bit rusty. Be gentle, please lol.


I took a deep breath as I drove by the house that had become a permanent fixture in my brain, a ghost of my former self, my painful past. As I passed the driveway, it was almost as if the house was taunting me, reminding me that I almost lost everything. I could still faintly see fist-sized holes in the kitchen wall as I quickly peered through the large window at the front of the house, making me shudder at the painful memory.
The house had become a representation of pain and pure anger. There were no happy memories left in that house. All of that was erased day by day the longer I stayed. The longer I let the demons overtake me, the longer I lost myself.
It had been a little over a year since I had last set foot in that house, much less on campus, and I was glad for it, glad that I was finally getting past the worst year of my entire life, glad that I am moving into a new house and mending things with my best friend. But most of all, I was glad to be getting the fresh start that I needed– no, deserved.


Chapter 1

Looking around at the quaint and freshly renovated home, I smiled, knowing this was going to be a good start. This was going to be my year, I was going to focus on myself and no one else. I needed to do this, if not for anyone but myself. I had been through hell and back, it was my turn to take charge of my life.

“It looks great! Tyler did an awesome job.” Haley puffed, setting down a box of her beloved vinyl records on the counter before draping an arm over my shoulder. “I’m really glad you’re back, Tay. This is going to be a good year. For both of us. No more thinking about last year, just focusing on having fun and being young.”

I smiled, pulling my best friend in for a hug that I had longed for for what seemed like ages. “I’m glad to be back.”

“Okay now that we’ve got the sappy shit out of the way, let’s get to unpacking all of-”

Her sentence dropped as we heard a loud thud from outside followed by an Irish voice yelling, “Fucking hell!”

I giggled, shuffling outside to see what I knew was probably a mess. I was right, there he was surrounded by a mountain of boxes that had fallen from the moving truck.

“Damn it, Horan.” Haley groaned with a small smile, shuffling down the front steps. “I told you to wait until Harry got here to get the heavy stuff. You don’t need to be lifting too much with your back.”

Niall rolled his blue eyes, glancing at his girlfriend, “I’m a man, I can handle this.”

“Yeah, looks like you’re doing a fabulous job at that.” I giggled from the front porch, leaning against one of the posts.

He glanced up, looking happy to see me as I came down to embrace him, “How are ya, Tatertot?”

“Better, much better.”

“Oh by the way, babe. Harry can’t make it. He’s not flying back in until tomorrow.” Niall puffed, scratching his head as we broke our embrace. “So it’s just gonna be us tree.”

She huffed, “Fine, it’ll just take us a little bit longer now. So we may want to get to work.”


After four hours of transferring boxes and furniture from the trucks to the house, we had finally managed to empty the trucks. The three of us were exhausted, plopping down onto Haley’s mattress on the floor.

“I’m starved,” Niall stated, “I think we’ve earned a break. Let’s go.”


We walked down the sidewalk of Main Street, taking in the unusually quiet scene. It was a sunny day, but the temperature had stayed fairly mild much to my appreciation. The college town was just beginning to see the return of students coming off of summer break, moving into new living accommodations, preparing for another semester of school. I for one, was happy to be back to somewhat normal, at least environmentally. I had missed the beautiful campus that I had called home for two years before everything happened. It was a refreshing sight to see that everything was the same, not that I had expected it to change much in just a year.

Tino’s was our favorite place to grab a bite. The quaint sports bar was the perfect spot for the three of us, whether there was a game that we were just dying to see, if we wanted a quiet drink, or if we just wanted some damn good wings and pizza. It’s been owned by the same family since it opened in 1954, and we were one of many groups of their regulars.

“Hey, hey! Look who’s here!” Our friend Vinny exclaimed, wiping his hands on a bar rag, before ushering us to our favorite booth. “The usual? Three Bud Lights on draft and one large, thin crust pepperoni and Canadian bacon?”

We all nodded in agreement, “Shocker, right?”

“I’ll get that right out for you. Nice to see you guys again.” He smiled warmly, patting me on the shoulder before breaking for the kitchen. Minutes later, he returned with three mugs almost overflowing with beer, setting them down in front of us before rushing off again. I reached for one, taking a long gulp.

“Okay, I’m curious,” I started, wiping foam from my top lip, “Who is this Harry character you two were talking about earlier?”

“He was my roommate when I lived at the International House.” Niall explained, taking a sip of his own beer. “He’s also one of my fraternity brothers.”

“He’s a Delta Chi?” I questioned. “How have I not met him before?”

“Well, Tatertot, you were kind of not really around for two years. Even when you were around, you weren’t around us.”

Haley glanced up at me with a cheeky smile, “He’s a cutie. Maybe he would be a good distraction for you.”

“No, I don’t need a distraction. I need things to get back to normal.” I argued, taking another gulp of my beer. “I need to focus on myself.”

“Tay, you need to get back out there. Who knows? It may help push things further away, which is something you need.” Haley pleaded. I knew she was right, I needed to push the thoughts completely out of my mind. It was the only way I was truly going to be happy again.

I sighed, “Hales, I know you mean well, but I just need to be single for a while. Have fun.”

Vinny reappeared with our steaming hot pizza, making my mouth water and realize just how hungry I was.

“Thanks mate.” Niall said as he immediately dug into the biggest piece on the platter, as he usually did. “Fuckin’ hell this is good.”

Haley rolled her eyes, finishing off her beer just as Vinny had returned with another round for the three of us. “You know me so well, Vinny. Maybe I should be dating you instead.”

Niall didn’t even flinch as Vinny laughed walking away. Niall turned to her, puckering up his lips “You’re stuck with me, baby.”

She laughed, rolling her eyes and pushing his pizza sauce covered lips away. I smiled, wishing that I could find someone to love me the way that Niall loved Haley.

“Get a room.”


“I think it’s coming along pretty well.”

I took a look around our living room, smiling at our work. We had decided to go for a very cozy, neutral theme. Fluffy gray sectional, different variations of gold, grey, and white sprinkled in the decorations. A bit of both of our personalities was evident in the room.

“What better way to celebrate new beginnings than with our favorite bff past time?” Haley smiled, pulling a bottle of moscato from the fridge. “A little moscato and Teen Wolf?”

“Oh my god, yes. You don’t know how long I’ve needed this.”

She sat down opposite of me, pouring a hearty helping in my glass, “I really missed you. You missed so much. I didn’t think you were coming back.”

I looked at her, her pretty face visibly sad. “Let’s not talk about that, this is a happy occasion. We’re back together and better for it.”

She nodded, raising her glass. “To new beginnings.

“To new beginnings.”


“Fuuuuuuck.” I grumbled into my pillow as my alarm went off. Why I ever thought an 8 AM was a good idea, I would never know. Rolling over, I peered through the tiny slit in between my curtains before turning off the blaring alarm. The sun was already shining bright at 6:45 AM. I groaned as I rubbed my tired eyes, finally managing to pull myself from my warm bed and trudge into my bathroom to turn on the shower. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and shuddered, how had I managed to turn my whole head of hair into a bird’s nest?

After pulling the oversized t-shirt over my head and slipping out of my underwear, I stepped into the steam and savored the scalding hot water washing over my skin. This was always the one part of my mornings that I loved. A shower seemed to just fix things in the smallest of ways and helped me start my morning.

I quickly applied a light layer of makeup and curled my hair slightly, and threw on a mauve cotton tshirt dress. Might as well look somewhat nice for the first day back in classes. I sighed, pulling on the jacket and giving myself a glance over once more.

“I guess I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” I muttered to myself before grabbing my bag and denim jacket to head out of the door.

Haley was already awake and showered, much to my surprise seeing as she never had a class before ten. She stood in the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her head fixing a smoothie and nibbling on a piece of peanut butter toast.

“You’re up early.”

“Yeah, I just thought I’d get up and start my day since I was already awake.”

“I’m already looking forward to a nap this afternoon.” I sighed, pulling a mason jar from the cupboard before walking to the fridge to grab the orange juice. “My mom called this morning at around 3 AM, because she had a nightmare and wanted to make sure I was okay.”

Haley glanced up at me for the first time since I had walked into the kitchen. Her expression was sympathetic, “Tay, are you okay? Like genuinely okay? We never did talk about-”

“Look at the time! Gotta go, see you at lunch! Love you.” I interrupted, grabbing a granola bar, before I fled to the front door. I was desperate to avoid the subject, it wasn’t something I liked talking about with anyone, not even Haley.


Behavioral Psychology was not a class I had looked forward to. It was one of my last pre-requisites I had as a pre-med student and I had already avoided it for too long. It was time to face the class I knew would probably bore me to tears. It wasn’t that I didn’t respect the field of psychology, I completely did. Haley was a psych major herself and it was her passion. It just didn’t hold my interest in the slightest.

The second row is always the safest. You look interested enough but you’re also safe from being called on randomly to answer a question that someone else is more prepared for. Thankfully, there was two seats left in the middle of the row. I grabbed one, setting my bag down and pulling out my syllabus. Looking over the contents, I rolled my eyes. This was going to be a headache.

“Good morning, everyone. Welcome to Behavioral Psychology, I’m Professor Bennett.” The stout, middle aged woman call from the bottom of the tiered classroom. “I have one rule, and one rule only. I don’t appreciate tar-”

Just then, a tall boy with curly hair appeared in the doorway, slightly flustered, obviously in a rush. He smiled slightly, looking at Professor Bennett.

“Tardiness.” She finished, with a quirk of her brow. “Please, take a seat.”

He blushed, mouthing a quick apology before scanning the room for an open seat. His eyes landed on me, meeting mine briefly. With a flash of his dimples he started to make his way towards me.

“Can I help you?” I asked confused, as he stopped beside me. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t immediately physically attracted to him. From the mess of curls, to the deep dimples in his cheeks to his infectious smile– No, stop Taylor. You can’t get distracted by a boy.

“Erm, the seat beside you. I believe your luggage is taking it over.” He smirked, pointing to my large purse and backpack occupying the seat beside me.

“Oh, right. Sorry.” I blushed, quickly grabbing the bags and shoving them under my seat before turning my attention back to Professor Bennett. Fuck, he has an accent.

“I’m Harry, by the way.”

Harry’s POV:

“Taylor.” She never broke her gaze from the front of the room, focusing on the professor. Her hair was falling just over her shoulder, brushing against the pen she was anxiously tapping against her notebook. She was cute, I’d say probably twenty, twenty-one at most.

“So, what year are you?” I asked quietly, leaning in towards her, catching the slightest whiff of her perfume.

“Junior.”

“Have you always gone here?”

She sighed, closing her eyes before turning to me, “If you don’t mind, I’m trying to-”

“Miss Callahan, do you have something to add?” Professor Bennett asked, looking pointedly at the brunette girl that sat beside me.

She blushed, sinking into her seat “No ma’am. I apologize.”

Settling back in my seat, I glanced over at her once more. It was hard to put my finger on where I knew her from. I pulled out my phone, bringing up Niall’s contact, opening up a new text.

haley’s roommate, what’s her name?

Moments later, my phone vibrated with Niall’s response, Taylor Callahan.

I smirked, returning my phone back to my pocket, suddenly hearing the multitude of books closing. People started filing out of the classroom, and without me even noticing, she had slipped into the crowd.

Quickly packing up my things, I started after her.

“Hey! Callahan!” I called, watching as she stopped and turned around confused.

“How do you-”

“You got in trouble, remember?” I smirked, looking down and seeing long dark lashes framing a pair of beautiful green eyes.

“That’s because you kept talking to me.” She drawled, a hint of a Southern accent was laced with her words. She’s not from around here either.

“You didn’t have to reply you know.”

She sighed, “Do you need something because I have another class…”

“Have lunch with me.”

“Sorry, I already have plans.” She spun back around, making her way back down the hall. My gaze followed her, enjoying what I was seeing.

“Another time then?” I called after her, smiling.

She turned around, flashing a cute grin, “Bye, Harry.”


Taylor’s POV:

“There you are, I thought you were never gonna show.” Haley muttered, stuffing her mouth with her burrito. The student commons building was the most crowded it would be for the entire year, seeing as everyone was out of classes earlier because of syllabus week.

I sighed, setting down my bag of Chick-Fil-A and pulling out a chair. “I know, I know. I got caught up in a meeting with my study group.”

“A study group? It’s the first day of classes.” Niall looked slightly offended, making me giggle.

“It’s for organic chemistry. We already have an ass load of work to do.” I groaned, realizing I was already behind on the first day. Organic chemistry was something I dreaded since I had declared my major, and my study group was already irritating me– a group of guys who acted like they had never interacted with a girl and a girl who acted like she was the coolest thing since sliced bread.

“So Harry texted me about you earlier.” Niall spoke with a mouth full of food.

I looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow, “How does he know about me?”

“How do you think?” Haley questioned with a smirk. “We’re not giving up on this, Tay.”

“Guys, I’ve already told you, no boys.”

My phone buzzed in my pocket, taking my attention. A picture of me and my mom displayed across the screen, making my heart clench. I missed her, going from seeing her everyday again to barely talking to her all day was hard. Already knowing what this conversation was going to be about, I hesitated but I answered the call.

“Hey mom.” I answered, walking outside to the sidewalk.

“How are you today?” She asked carefully. “Are your classes okay? Is it too much?”

I huffed, slightly annoyed, “I’m fine. Classes are classes. I’m glad to be back.”

“I just don’t want you to overload yourself too soon.”

I knew she was just being a mom but, she needed to realize that this was what I needed to do. I needed to face every demon, I needed to get back into the swing of things, I needed to graduate. There was only one way to do that and she needed to just let me.

“It’s been a year, mom.”

“Honey, just listen to me-”

“No, listen to me, please. I’m okay, trust me. Haley and Niall are keeping constant checks on me. I promise, you will be the first one to know if anything happens, but it won’t. Everything is going to be fine.” I knew that she had tears in her eyes, every time she talked to me she seemed like she was walking on glass. It pained her as much as it did me to talk about it. All I wanted to do was hug her and let her breathe. Being over ten hours away from home hasn’t always been the easiest thing, especially now but it was something I needed to deal with. “The house is great by the way. Tyler did amazing. I hope y'all can come visit soon.”

She sighed, “Soon, honey. Hopefully your father can take a few days off in a few weeks so we can come spend some time with you. I think it would do both of our minds some good.”

“Listen mom, I’ve gotta go finish lunch and get to the house. I’ll call you soon. I love you.”

“I love you.”

I hung up the phone and ran a hand through my hair before making my way back to the door. Sitting at the table was a familiar mop of curls, he looked up smirking, “Nice to see you again, Taylor.”

I rolled my eyes, “Are you stalking me?”

Niall perked up, looking at me as I returned to my seat, “So you two have met?”

“Yeah, we have psych together.” I answered, checking my watch. “Shit, I gotta go.”

Quickly gathering up my things, I muttered a quick goodbye before making a break for the parking lot.

Harry’s POV:

“What’s the deal with her?” I questioned, watching her shuffle out of the student commons building and down the front steps. “She always seems like she’s late.”

“She is.” Haley took a sip of her drink, “She has a meeting with her sorority advisor today about becoming active again.”

“Why was she inactive?” I questioned, watching as the couple in front of me shared a worried glance.

“Um, well she had a really bad year and decided to take a year off.” Haley answered carefully, avoiding my eyes and focusing her gaze on the remnants of her lunch. “Personal reasons.”

“What happened?” I knew I shouldn’t pry, but I couldn’t help myself. There was something deeper than ‘personal reasons’. There’s only a few reasons someone would be approved to go inactive. It was a process and so many people have to vote on it, so what were they hiding?

“Look mate, it’s not our place to say and it’s not something Taylor is going to tell you about so you might as well just forget about it.” Niall quipped, throwing me a ‘please shut the hell up’ look.

“Fine, sorry for asking. I won’t bring it up again.” I apologized, realizing that it was definitely a lot deeper. Maybe it was best that I didn’t pry, but I still wanted to know more about her. I needed to know Taylor Callahan.


Taylor’s POV:

As I left the Alpha Xi house, I glanced around the Greek square, taking in the familiar scene. I was always glad I had decided to rush, even though it was expected considering I was a double legacy because of my mother and sister. It had brought me some amazing girls that I will always call some of my closest friends, and more importantly, an advisor that had supported me through all of my difficulties.

“So, you’re an Alpha Xi?” I heard that familiar deep, British drawl.

He stood at the sidewalk in front of the house, one hand holding onto the strap of his backpack that was slung lazily onto one shoulder as the other hand dug into the pocket of his tight jeans. He wasn’t the type I normally went for but there was just something about him that I couldn’t put my finger on.

I chuckled, walking down the steps of the house, “So you are stalking me.”

The dimples appeared, making my heart flutter slightly and I wanted to punch myself for feeling that way. Fuck, Taylor. Stop this.

“Actually, I was on my way to the house.” He pointed down the road to the Delta Chi house. “How was your meeting?”

“It was good. I’m assuming Haley told you?”

There was the dimples again, followed by a chuckle, “Yeah, she knows your schedule pretty well.”

“Listen, I’m sorry about being rude earlier. I just have a lot going on.” I apologized sincerely, running a hand through my hair.

“I know a way you could make it up to me.” He smirked. “Go on a date with me.”

I laughed, “We barely know each other and I’ve pretty much sworn off guys for a while.”

“The whole point of a date is to get to know someone.”

I sighed, beginning to walk past him, “Harry, you seem nice, but I’m just not looking for anything right now.”

“Fine, how about we just hang out, as friends? S’no harm in tha’.”

I turned around, seeing him smile that adorable dimpled smile, making my heart do the thing again. “There’s a party at my house Friday night. You can come if you’d like.”

“It’s a date.”

I rolled my eyes, letting myself smile from ear to ear when I was out of view, beginning towards my car again, shouting, “It’s not a date!”


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