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Charming - BamBam (Day 55/100)

You can find my post explaining the 100 Day Drabble Challenge here

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Prompt: Charming
Member: BamBam x Reader
AU: Highschool!AU

Word Count: 2532

This was requested forever ago by anon with popular!BamBam and nerdy!reader after they watched GOT7’s Mr. Chu cover! Hopefully they can still read it and enjoy~

“Oh wow, don’t they look so good today?” your friend asked, squealing beside you. You glanced up from the notes you were writing and followed her gaze out across the courtyard.

In the middle of the grass were the seven most popular boys in school, laughing and joking with each other. It was well known that each of them came from affluent families, but that wasn’t the only reason they were popular. On top of being extremely handsome, each of them had their own charms. Some were more rambunctious than others, but all of them did relatively well in school and were genuinely nice their fellow classmates.

You, on the other hand, were not as well-known. Or maybe you were, but it would only be a reputation of being the nerdy know-it-all that always had their head stuck in a book and answered all the questions in class.

“Ah, Jackson is so handsome,” you friend sighed in a dreamy voice. You hummed in agreement, but as you looked at the boys your eyes kept going back to one of them in particular.


He was arguably the most energetic and ‘extra’ of the group, notorious for going around the school and dabbing or some other trend. His fashion tastes were always on point and he was a teacher favorite despite being one of the biggest class clowns. The biggest talk in school had been when he came back from spring break with silver dyed hair that you thought looked exquisite.

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a talk about me and my feels

i feel a little… lost right now so i thought i would write about it woo

i’ve been kind of writing in my journal more instead of this tumblr and it makes me a little worried because i’m pretty sure it’s only because i know people who read this tumblr and i don’t want them to be worried about me

which implies that there’s something to be worried about

i’ve been rewatching this video often the past few days and it makes me feel funny

i read a courtney summers book and it made me feel sad and angry and confused

part of my problem is when i see people who are not feeling their best i am like “wow you have such a great life” but they’re still down so i wonder if i should feel down too because i have a worse life ? that’s so stupid

i just feel numb and weird and just… unconnected

i’m not even sad i just feel… lost

and confused

and i’m graduating soon

and i don’t know where i’ll be in september

one of my oldest friends does hardcore drugs and that scares me and i don’t know if it’s because i’m being too naive about it but she is 18 and she thinks she is an adult and i am 17 and i still feel like a child

just listening to her talk made me feel so foreign because she talks about how she feels so grown-up but it just makes her seem like she’s a child trying to be a grown-up but not actually a grown-up

i don’t want to study anymore

i could talk about this with my friends but nobody knows what to say and i don’t know what i want them to say and it’s not that i’m scared of annoying them but this can be draining i think

i should be doing things right now and i’m instead writing this tumblr post

i want to sleep and just block out the world but i have a test in 2 days and i have a chem mock next friday and i need to study and i just am so tired of school i want to graduate

i’m not sad i’m just… werid

i’ve been feeling random flashes of panic too and my heart just beats faster and nothing in particular triggers it i just get a feeling under my ribcage and i feel like i can’t breathe and it’s not a full on panic attack

i guess i could see my therapist but it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal

i am just emotional

i hate myself

but i don’t

i can’t even muster that energy

i feel numb


Happy 28th Birthday, Alfred Enoch! ♥ 

I’m always amazed when people recognize me from that because in my mind, I didn’t do very much! As a kid, I read the books and absolutely loved them, so getting to work on the movies was really cool, and people really care, which is wonderful. It does still happen, and it never ceases to amaze me. Sometimes people are like, “Hey, you played Dean Thomas!” and I’m like, “Wow, you actually know!” It kind of shocks me because when I think about movies I love, and if I saw someone who essentially did what I did in Harry Potter, I probably wouldn’t recognize them walking down the street. I’m always impressed by that, I’m like wow, fair play. The least I can do is be like, “Yes, that was me, hi.“ 


I don’t care if Monday’s blue,
Tuesday’s gray and Wednesday too,
Thursday I don’t care about you,
It’s Friday I’m in love!

One more day till New Years Eve! Have fun but be careful out there. I can’t wait to see what 2017 has to offer for all of us!

Be well and Happy New Year!!!!
Marty (Raleightransplant)

me: i lov obi wan kanoob haha :)

some guy: Ha ha! Right you are, my lady. Wow. A female with knowledge of cinema’s finest accomplishment? Be still my heart! Typically, I’m not so forward, but you have piqued my curiosity. A girl that likes Star Wars? A rare breed indeed! I love a smart girl over women who talk about make up, haha. Mayhaps we could continue this conversation over drinks? As a Redditor - and a gilded one at that - I wouldst make the evening magical and wonderful. I am not like the other men of this sick world. If you were dating me, I’d be the one making the sandwiches :) haha :). I am real, my gorgeous, intelligent, scientific poppet. A real man who respects women, unlike the others. It’s one of the many things that make me different, my sweet, electronic flower. Did I tell you I held a door open for a woman once? I know. And more of that to come, I assure you. Imagine. You. Me. A little jazz club in the city… none of that Lil’ Wayne/Taylor Swift crap the sheeple like to listen to. Real music. Music fit for a lady of discriminating taste. And, speaking of discrimination, during the meal I can expound at length about the crime rates among African Americans vis a vis normal people. I am not racist. I am white, so how can I be racist? I know a lot of statistics, my dearest, beautiful, white, female orchid. What say you, my lovely, succulent peach? Will you do me the honor of being my date for the eve? Merely, tell me the time and place and my mom and I will pick you up.

Safe and Sound - Unknown/MC Fluff Fanfic

Wow guys, it’s been a whole month since I posted anything that wasn’t Everlasting Party >_< I actually wrote this over a week ago between chapters as a bit of a break, but I tweaked it before adding it here so it’s less of an abstract idea (though I don’t really have any context around it, I just wanted to write an Unknown/MC lolol).

Spoiler-free if you know who Unknown is since I mention his name but nothing else related to him. Probably best read after Seven’s route, though. 10+ fluff :)

You still aren’t asleep when you hear the door open and someone’s footsteps approach the bed. You don’t have to roll over to know it’s Saeran. The mattress creaks under his weight as he lays down.

It’s silent for a long while and all you hear is his breathing. It’s hard to tell if he’s asleep or not. At last you roll over slightly and glance at him over your shoulder. His back is to you so all you see are his shoulders and red hair that’s still half-bleached at the ends. He hasn’t pulled the covers over himself, as though he’s afraid of tugging them away from you. You sit up slightly and drape the blanket over his body before snuggling under them yourself.

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Let’s make a point shall we?

The Main 7 movie cast vs. show cast in Google Image search

Let’s start with Clary:

Okay let’s try Fairchild:


Okay let’s try Herondale:

(okay Dom has some serious catching up to do but he’s still closer than Isaiah)

Moving on to our lovable nerd/vamp,


Onto the Lightwoods, 

Isabelle first:


(yes we all expected that, and it was acknowledged so here have a fucking cookie)

Now that I’ve awarded you for stating the obvious let’s move onto a canon man of color


And then we have our amazing Alpha wolf

Luke Garroway:

Hmmmmmmmmm 🤔

Maybe Lucian Graymark??? I mean it could be my error since that is his true name. Let’s see:

OH WOW!!!!! Ummmmm I wonder why that is? 

I’m so shocked by this (read not shocked at all)

Keep making excuses if you like. I gave you the receipts, all the proof is here. Hate me for it if you like I don’t really care, this isn’t about me. But realize there is nothing to argue anymore, stop trying to find excuses and do something about it. If you can do it for the other characters you can do it for Luke. Isaiah is a blessing, please notice his hard work and love for the character. 

Thank you!

the engineering buildings numbers are always different. you could have sworn your professor’s office was here last week, but it’s not anymore and nobody questions when engineers are late to classes.

you save your lab data to three different places and double check your voltage readings; even though They may not be able to touch, it doesn’t mean there’s no effect.

engineers keep wires around their wrists and screwdrivers in their pockets.

engineers work with metal and electricity and all of the things They cannot affect, but there’s always the coffee shop on campus, the endless staircases in the building, the moon creeping over red brick at 2 in the morning when you’re still programming.

They are fascinated with things they cannot affect.


I LOVE THIS wow yes the allure of the entirely incomprehensible runs strong on both sides


Okay at this point I’m completely sure that everyone is in 2017 now, so I just want to send out a really quick thank you to all 96 of my followers. 

Which include:

@annlka, @yuusangdo, @lordwillinmp4, @ashleetashes, @pgooned, @toppklassitgmagirl, @toppklassjewel, @katpop501, @eumyu, @ararari0, @fancifulbutsensible, @k-linyong, @jagisuga, @jeonwoah, @hojoonahaf, @peekajoo, @cheehdighahii, @jiimilk, @peachy-eol, @irlotaku, @bias-yixing, @wusuga, @iamyubel, @ankitasung, @perseph-honey, @knk-tinkerbell4life, @hakyeonsgirlkpoplover, @sodaparker, @cake2002a, @bang-bang-boogie, @rollingbear, @sadnesswithalittleradness, @seosanqwons, @caitlinbelle, @j-ungshook, @picknvixx, @k0le, @unofficialparkjimin, @tdtrash, @puffinemporium, @you-can-call-me-monsta, @flowerkingphil, @mikotamper, @maonesa, @heymelissadraw, @thehjjxxn, @michaelclifforfd, @papastumpy, @who-s-your-reason-to-b3, @nam-jooner, @trashychiara, @thedrunkplatypus, @15minutescouldsaveyou15percent, @d4ngerousb0ys, @undeniablysuperficial, @123951zip, @bad-barbiegirl, @brokenporcelainhearts, @rwolf16, @bless-joo, @barbieomoviegeek, @soldmysoulforpgoon, @madlight-hansol, @kiss-me-glittergoodbyes, @kuudere—chan, @pocket-scenarios, @chrystalhanna, @cloudychanyeol, @penisprep, @adhararaine, @ho-ho-hojoonie, @eccentric-currents, @hi-pixzza, @kkang-junkyu, @aeternumx3, @kpopisruiningme, @ourmandytomlinson, @latenitereading, @tiddieboys, @kpoptrashmylifeu, @lunchboxesandchoklitcows, @naedalling, @stupidrejectxx, @thecarrotqueen-tommo23, @jesslessthanthree, @hunhunsextape, @bvbmcrssfirsws, @fuvkthesystvem, @yoosungsmyyandere

I just created this sideblog last April, and I cannot believe that nearly 100 people enjoy my online presence. Thank you to everyone for being so incredibly welcoming and friendly. 

Honestly you guys are all considered friends in my book so please don’t hesitate to tag me or talk to me in anything

WOW IM BACK - about fanart!

for those who don’t know i actually hit post limit trying to reblog long exposure fanart/content to a new fanblog?? post limit is like 250 i think. thats SO MUCH STUFF YOU GUYS MAKE FOR ME WTF 💕

so that poll- the popular vote was actually to “keep everything on this blog”, but reading the responses i think “make a blog for fanart” had a better argument. some people can’t blacklist the “art for me” tag for various reasons, and felt my blog was getting a little cluttered/overwhelming with all the fanwork. while on the other side’s opinion, reblogging fanart here was good because it boosted lesser-known artists work to give them (heh) exposure

so i’m gonna try for a compromise

i made a blog specifically for fanart and other fan-made long exposure content:


…instead of reblogging fanart here from now on, it will be reblogged there. please follow that blog to continue seeing all the amazing fanart made by really sweet artists!!!!!

HOWEVER i will continue to reblog one piece of fanwork once a week as a sort of special feature! (”fanart feature fridays” maybe??) does that sound ok?? i’ll still tag it with “art for me” and “not my art” in case anyone wants to blacklist it (unless you’re on mobile- then you’re kinda out of luck sorry..) 


Baby Girl

Author: Admin Milk 🥛

Pairing: Got7 Im Jaebum x Reader

Rating: 🥀💍💋

Warning: 18+, contains adult content. Do not read if it’s not for you.

Word Count: 1,904

Summary: You might just get a special present if you’re well behaved. 

It was a long day of work for Jaebum and the only thing he could think about was getting home to you. He walks through the doorway, his shirt slightly undone. Seeing you wearing his favorite shirt that looks like a mini dress on you makes him want to take action, but he was just a little too tired to make any moves… Or was he?

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Is it just me or when the Clip ends on … Now. It was like the most emotional thing or blackout ever.

Isak stares at Even and says “ That Life is … Now” and boom done. It’s like a reading a book and slamming it shut. And you blink and realize HOLY SHIT! What a fucking rollercoaster ride ? And you have been reading forever because you were immersed in it. You became even, or isak or Magnus or vilde or Mahdi or sana or jonas… and that’s it. Done. Another story done.

Now we will be going through withdrawal symptoms until the next book.

But still. That “Now” screenshot was WOW! So emotional 😭

*takes out megaphone*



*overthrows car*

*aggressively flicks lights*

Jungkook Ship Fic Rec

So…I know I’m late for Writer Appreciation Day (I swear I had a good reason), but I’m still doing the fic rec like a said in order to appreciate some of these amazing writers. These are some of all-time favorites or recent reads that I loved for each Jungkook ship including Jungkook/Everyone. Please enjoy and happy reading! P.S. All smut I rec is bottom jungkook because I am trash.

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me: *is reading henrik’s instagram caption*:

“So.. wow, we made IT to the finals! A huge thanks to all the fans who have been voting for such a long time, and clearly all the hard work pays off.. remember we are not done yet, the last challenge is still ahed! You can find the link in my bio.”

me: *is CRYING, because of henrik calling us all, him and us, a “we”.*

god bless this boy he loves us so much I’M in TEARS.

A big angel with his beautiful smol angel. 

I swear I’m doing the devil’s work here since there still isn’t enough deckerstar fanart for my liking. I shall make more until more artists do the same. 

so i’ve been meaning to do a follow forever for quite some time now, because a while ago i hit 2.2k followers??? (even though i think most of them are porn blogs, but u know, who gives) but either way, this is insane, i’m so thankful and all that jazz guys!! like holy cow (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

mutuals - bold
italics - faves

the list is under the ‘keep reading’ (there might be some errors because tumblr is crap)

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ALSO for those who wanted more tales of Victor Hugo and Alexandre Dumas being excellent buddies:

When the reading (of Marion de Lorme) was over, Dumas, with Herculean strength, lifted the poet (Hugo) in his arms and carried him about , crying “Hugo, we will carry you to glory!  Hugo, you will make all of us famous!”  Everyone cheered and laughed….Then Adèle Hugo, carrying herself proudly in silken evening dress, swept into the room with cakes and sherbets and ices.  “I can still see the gigantic Dumas,” wrote Henri de la Touche, another witness of the evening  “stuffing his mouth with cake , and shouting, with his mouth quite full: Admirable! Admirable! Admirable!”

It was always thus with the Romantics. The hero and heroine died a hideous death in some Gothic dungeon , after drinking their love potion together and singing their tragic love…Everybody in the audience wept, then turned to eat cakes and ices. 

-Victor Hugo, by Matthew Josephson

anonymous asked:

My boyfriend of 3.5 years broke up with me. We shared an apartment, a dog, a cat, a life. I thought we had a future together. I had to quit my job and move to another state to live with my parents. I got left with nothing. I've never been depressed. I've never felt suicidal. But I honestly cannot take this physical and emotional pain I'm feeling. He's just over me and I'm still in love with him. Do you have any advice?

Oh wow, I’m so sorry to hear that. I can’t even imagine how awful and confusing that must be, but things will get better. Keep yourself busy - read a book, start a new TV show, go out with friends, go on adventures with your dog. You could always consider therapy or anti-depressants to help too. Just remember that things will get better eventually and you’ll come out the other end stronger! 

were-what-killed-the-dinosaurs  asked:

that driving/walking to school when its freezing prompt w evan/connor! evan's the driver and connor is super stubborn and refuses to get in the car but evan finally bribes him to. when connor gets in, evan starts driving and he's literally the slowest, most careful driver ever and connors like jfc dude stop driving 25 in a 30. at least fucking go 40! (bc connor drives like double the speed limit at all times). feel free to pick and choose what you want from this idea!

Full prompt: “I drive to school and you walk and I drive past you everyday and it’s below freezing and you’re still walking please just get in the damn car I’ll drive you” AU

Hmmm should we call this fic “the time that evan drives just like em”? Nah haha

Thank you so much for this prompt!! im assuming that you read the tags on the prompt au, which makes me really happy cause wow!!! someone actually read that stuff!!! thank you!!! i hope you enjoy!! And!! Im posting another version of this with connor driving and you can read it here !!

And i changed the prompt slightly, they are going home from school :)))))))))))

(side note i have a thing for connor cursing all of the time like every thought has a curse in it and im so sorry for this)


It was fucking cold. Connor pulled his hoodie around himself tighter. It wasn’t providing much warmth. Walking the two miles home from school was usually a treacherous walk, but in the dead of winter it felt nearly impossible. It wasn’t snowing at the moment, but there was still grey slush that was currently seeping into Connor’s shoes. Fuck. It was cold. Connor could practically imagine Zoe driving in her car, warm and having fun. Fuck her. No, not really, but Connor would hold this grudge for hopefully the rest of his life.

Zoe deemed it more necessary to drive her girlfriend around and make out with her in some parking lot than to drive her own brother home. In the snow. Family was real important in the Murphy family.

A car that was way too close to the curb drove by, making even more slush spray all over Connor. How fucking perfect.

In short, this has not been a good day.

A car honked next to him, startling Connor out of his thoughts. A old Mazda sedan, the ugliest shade of green he had ever seen was pulling over. Connor gripped the sleeves of his hoodie tighter. Is this some rapist coming to kill me? Is this it?

The window rolled down, revealing the driver. Connor let out a sigh of relief- he wasn’t going to get raped and killed. It was Evan Hansen.

Evan leaned across his seat.

“You need a ride?” That was a dumb question. Here Connor was, soaked with slush, and freezing his ass off, and Evan comes and asks him if he needs a ride?

“Hell no.” Evan frowned, obviously not expecting that answer. Connor almost laughed at the comical look on Evan’s face.

“Why not? You look miserable out there.” Evan finally said, his voice sounding uncertain.

“That is very true, my friend.” Connor was angry at the world, and he was taking it out on Evan. The boy didn’t seem to have realized this yet.

“So-” Evan made the word much longer than it needed to be. “Why don’t you just get into the car? It’s much warmer in here.”

“Cause I don’t want too. Plus, you probably have crap music in there.” Connor did in fact want to get into the car, but he was stubborn. Part of him wanted Evan to force him into the car, because then Evan would have to get out of the car, and Evan had a cute butt.

So what? Connor thought that Evan was cute. Really cute.

Evan squinted his eyes at the taller boy, and it was then that Connor realized that he was inching closer and closer to the car, and he was standing right outside of the door at this point.

“What type of music do you like?” Connor had lost track of the conversation when he was thinking about Evan’s butt.

“What?” He responded stupidly.

“What type of music do you like? I might have some CD or something in here.” Evan leaned across the center console and opened up the compartment in front of the passenger seat. Connor wasn’t that surprised when nothing fell out- everything about the car was neat and tidy. Evan pulled out a CD carrier and held it out. “If you see something you like in there, get in the car.” Connor thought about it for a few moments. Evan’s arm shook from holding the heavy case with one hand. After a few painful seconds, Connor took the case.

Connor flipped through it, surprised by what he found. Alanis Morissette, Weezer, Nirvana, pretty much a bunch of 90s rock music. Exactly what he didn’t expect from Evan. Connor located one of his favorite Green Day albums and got in the car.  Evan smiled at Connor while Connor put his seatbelt on, and grabbed the CD carrier back.

“Who did you choose?”

“Green Day. Dookie.”

Evan silently put in the CD and started the car up again. They sat in silence while Evan pulled out of the side of the road. It took approximately ten seconds for Connor to get annoyed again.

“You drive like a old man.” He commented. Evan quickly looked at Connor, but then back at the road.

“What do you mean?”

“Evan, the speed limit is 30. You are going 15. Please, for the love of god, go faster.” Connor said, starting to bop his head to the music.

“How fast would you go in a situation like this?”

“Probably 45.” Connor responded confidently, enjoying the look of shock on Evan’s face.

“That is triple what I am going!” Evan cried out, slowing down even more. Thank god no one was behind them.

“You are right, my grandfather drives faster than you.” Evan glared at him.

“I am giving you a ride, but I am not afraid to shove you to the curve again.”

“That wouldn’t be necessary, Evan.” Connor said, grinning. “This is my house.” Evan stopped suddenly, jerking the car. Connor unbuckled his seat belt, leaned across the center console, and gave Evan a kiss on the cheek. “See you tomorrow at the end of school! Keep the CD in there!”

Connor jumped out of the car, laughing to himself as he saw Evan blush and fluster. As he walked towards his house, he heard Evan start to drive away at what seemed to be the slowest speed possible. Connor turned around and waved one last time before going into his house.