you have absolutely no idea whatsoever

things to do on your first psychedelic trip:

i realized alot of people have no idea what to do and end up having a bad trip! so….here’s this!

-Go outside barefoot, feel the grass on your feet. I promise you its absolutely magical.

-Look in the mirror and realize you are alive, you are beautiful, you are you. Alot of people advise not to do this, but i find it strangely calming and absolutely amazing.

-Look at trees. PLEASE.

-Make art! Draw, paint, shit just go scribble something on snapchat. Colors are amazing and i guarantee you’ll end up creating something beautiful, even if you’re not an artsy person whatsoever.

-Try to read (unless you get anxious.) You can’t read. Its just really funny.

-Drink orange juice. It heightens your senses and makes your trip even better, not to mention it tastes like a liquified god himself.


-Google “birds with arms”. I’ll leave it at that.

Everyone has that one go-to while tripping, these are just some suggestions to help you have an amazing time. I hope this helps! :)


all the relationships in pushing daisies |→ olive and emerson

“If the day finally comes that being around pie boy and his pie girl make your suffering insufferable, I just want you to know that there’s a place for you–right here in this professional establishment.”

I am so up for RP/writing experiments with literally anyone!

This is a little more personal to me but I want to make it 100 percent absolutely clear that I’m always up for RP, writing, headcanoning, what have you, always.  But I’m exceptionally shy and horrible at poking around…

So this is an invitation to please, please IM or message me in some way if you’re up for it too.

It doesn’t even have to be GW2.  I have a very select few games I play beyond that, and hell, it doesn’t even have to be a game or fandom thing, I love original ideas too!

So if you think you’re going to bother me at all whatsoever, this is me telling you no, absolutely not, I don’t care what level of writing you think you are, I think I suck too, so let’s think the same thing about ourselves together!  Hell, I’m even willing to learn about fandoms or movies or games.


Hi, lovelies. I know it’s been a while since our last prompt, and while I have a couple relatively simple ideas, I know our two Future Weeks have been very successful, so I’m wondering what everybody’s stance is on another AU week of some kind.

Not necessarily another Future Week (though, I’m absolutely not ruling that out if it’s what people would like to do), but perhaps some other AU week could be fun. If you have any ideas whatsoever, please feel free to send them my way, whether on or off anonymous (off would be better for us to discuss, but I won’t turn anonymous suggestions away).

There’s no reason we can’t do multiple, so all suggestions are welcome.


“They’re just friends who share a flat! And a bedroom! And have been together and happy with one another for 30 years!” said Gareth, who is totally all for gay marriage but wants to avoid at all costs presenting the idea to children in any way shape or form whatsoever, because that’s bringing politics into children’s innocent lives, you see. It’s not that he has a problem with gay people or gay marriage at all, perish the thought, he’s just concerned about politicizing these poor innocent children watching TV.

Pointless Letters has reached out for comment, asking if Gareth would put the same restriction on Fred and Wilma Flintstone, Betty and Barney Rubble, Mickey and Minnie Mouse, George and Judy Jetson, Homer and Marge Simpson, Cosmo and Wanda or Peter and Lois Griffin. We’ll let you know what he says.


We didn’t get many spoilers last week. This is my version of what may have happened.

Sheldon walks out of the bedroom after getting dressed. His nose is met immediately with the smell of cinnamon rolls. Not just any cinnamon rolls but her homemade ones that she has to make a night in advance. The cinnamon rolls she only makes when she wants something because she knows he can’t resist them.

“Let’s not beat around around the bush Amy. What do you want?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Amy sniffs.

“So you made me my favorite breakfast on a Wednesday with absolutely no pretense whatsoever?” Sheldon asks dipping his tea bag into his mug that Amy had just filled with water from the kettle.

“Fine! I have a teensy little favor to ask of you.” Amy says sipping her tea and setting a giant cinnamon roll on his plate.

“How teensy?” Sheldon asks raising his eyebrows suspiciously.

“I want to host a brunch here next weekend.” Amy says.

“You can do whatever you like. I suppose that I could find something to occupy my time while you do that.” Sheldon tells her sipping his tea.

“I don’t want you to find something else to do. I want you there. I want to host the brunch together as a couple.” Amy says fiddling with her hair.

“Amy that’s not a tiny favor. That’s a huge favor! One as big as this cinnamon roll.” Sheldon says holding the pastry up to his head for comparison.

“Please Sheldon! Part of this experiment is doing all the things a normal couple cohabiting would do. Hosting a party is one of those things.” Amy pleads.

“I suppose having our friends here for a late breakfast would not be too out of the ordinary.” Sheldon says and Amy looks pensive chewing her lip nervously.
“What else aren’t you telling me?” He asks familiar with the expression.

“Our normal friends wouldn’t be there. It would be acquaintances from work and esuch.” Amy says and Sheldon looks horrified.

“Amy! Absolutely not!” He says.

“Think about it Sheldon. The only way to truly text if our jointly hosted party is a success is to use a control group. Of course our friends will react appropriately and tell us we did a good job. The only way to truly test it is with people we aren’t close with. It’s for science.” Amy wheedles.

“You know what it does to me when you talk science.” He tells her his voice a deep rumble.

“ I do.” Amy says smugly. “Also consider this Sheldon. We are Caltech’s premiere power couple.”

“We are?” Sheldon asks confused.

“Yes! I am like Jennifer Aniston and you are Justin Theroux.” Amy tells him.

“I have no idea who those people are.” Sheldon tells her.

“Just know I am the cool girl and you are my hunky man candy who is famous by proxy.” Amy tells him and he looks like he is considering it.

“I don’t know how I feel about being the man candy. We really are cool?” Sheldon asks.

“I have it on very good authority that we are the coolest on campus.” Amy tells him.

“That is a title I have never previously held. I suppose it is only my duty to uphold it.” Sheldon muses.

“Exactly! So are you in?” Amy asks eagerly.

“Yes, let’s do this. One question does it have to be brunch? You know how I feel about it.” Sheldon asks wearily.

“I know how you feel. Don’t worry it will just be a breakfast. Later in the day. With booze.” Amy says quickly taking a sip of her tea while Sheldon gives her a scandalized look.

“Fine, I guess while entertaining you have to take in account your guests beverage preferences. So who exactly is coming to this party.”

“Just a few of our casual acquaintances.” Amy says airily.


The day of the brunch comes and their apartment is filled with people. More than Sheldon feels strictly comfortable with. There are faces he recognizes and some he doesn’t. He tries not to focus on the other people and keeps his eyes trained on Amy.

Amy is in her element fluttering around the party playing the part of social butterfly. It does put a small smile on his face to see her so happy. Handing out drinks and making sure everyone enjoyed the food they cooked together. Sheldon picks at his frittata and fruit. His nerves at the amount of people in the room over riding his hunger.

“She’s great isn’t she.” He hears a gruff voice say behind him. Startled he turns around to see a giant man hovering over his shoulder staring at Amy.

“Excuse me?” Sheldon asks.

“Amy, she’s great. Your one lucky guy. I’m Bert by the way I work in the geology department.” He says sticking out a meaty hand which Sheldon ignores. He does not shakes hands especially with some dirt monkey.

“Yes Amy is a force of nature.” Sheldon agrees watching as she laughs at something Professor Gunderson has just said.

“How did you do it man? “ Bert asks Sheldon.

“Do what?” Sheldon asks curiously.

“Get Amy! When she first came to Caltech we were all in love with her. I even brought her a pretty rock everyday. But she didn’t want anything to do with me.” Bert says looking at Amy with longing.

“You know I almost had a chance her.” Stuart says coming up beside Sheldon and looking at Amy. “I was this close to taking her away from this guy.”

“I don’t think…” Sheldon starts but Bert interrupts him.

“Really?” He asks.

“Yeah, We went out for pumpkin lattes one night. Then to a movie it was going really well until Sheldon burst in and took her away from me.” Stuart says bitterly.

“Not cool man.” Bert says to Sheldon shaking his head. “ I kill for a coffee date with Amy. Did you get to kiss her?” Bert asks Stuart and he shakes his head sadly.

“No, but we shared a fairly passionate hug by her door.” By this time Sheldon is really hot around the collar. He doesn’t want to hear other men fawn over what’s his. Sheldon grabs a flute of orange juice from a tray and downs it. Still thirsty and annoyed he quickly downs another.

“I beg your pardon gentlemen.” Sheldon says. “I believe Bert asked me a question. How did I get Amy? Amy has been mine way before either of you two characters laid eyes on her. Stuart you never stood a chance with Amy. You were simply a pawn in her game to get me to admit my feelings.” Sheldon tells him angrily.

“I don’t think that’s true. You two weren’t dating back then. Amy could have easily decided that I was better for her.” Stuart says lamely.

“Oh? Amy would decide an impoverished peddler of picture books. Who falls in love with any girl who says hello to him. Was better for her than a world renowned physicist who has only ever been in love with her?” Sheldon says hotly downing another glass of orange juice.

“He got you there.” Bert admits. Then Sheldon rounds on Bert.

“And you gentle giant ,could have brought her a lump of carbon with their atoms neatly arranged and she still would not have left me for some rock jockey.” Sheldon tells Bert. By this time he is fairly yelling at Amy’s two would be suitors. Amy walks over to see what all the commotion is about.

“Sheldon why are you yelling at our guests?” Amy asks.

“They were talking about how much they wanted you and leering.” Sheldon hiccups. Amy takes note of the champagne flute still clutched in his fist.

“Sheldon, how many of these have you had?” Amy asks taking it from him.

“Like four? What does it matter I can drink as much orange juice as I want.” He says hiccuping.

“These are not just orange juice Sheldon. They are mimosas they have champagne in them.” Amy says shaking her head. “I’m sorry you guys Sheldon doesn’t drink much. Alcohol goes right to his head.”

“It’s okay Amy, we were a bit out of line.” Stuart tells her.

“Be that as it may. You are our guests and Sheldon owes you an apology.” Amy says grabbing Sheldon by his arm. “Sheldon, go on.” He looks at her angrily but concedes.

“Stuart I’m sorry I called you an impoverished peddler of picture books. Bert I’m sorry I called you a rock jockey. I had alcohol and it caused me to be reckless with my words.” Sheldon says bowing his head.

“Thank you Sheldon.” Amy says smiling at him.

“I accept your apology.” Stuart tells him.

“It’s okay ,to be fair he was right. One of the rocks I brought you was an uncut diamond.” Bert admits sheepishly. Amy looks at him a shocked.

“Now that apologies are out of the way I will issue you a warning. Amy is mine and only mine. I will not stand for you openly ogling her in front of me. Only I’m allowed to do that.” He Says then he surprises everyone by grabbing Amy and kissing her passionately.

Amy is hesitant at first but she can’t resist him under any conditions. Soon she is wrapped around him, her fingers in his hair. When Sheldon breaks away Amy is breathless and pink in the cheeks. She would admonish him for such a public display of male dominance if it didn’t please her so much.

“Come on Sheldon I want to introduce you to my lab assistant.” Amy says pulling him away from Stuart and Bert.

Sheldon looks over his shoulder and makes an “I’m watching you.” Gesture. Then he mouths she’s mine to them before turning back around. Stuart and Bert just look at each other and shrug.

“That’s one lucky man.” Bert sighs eying Amy’s bottom as she walks away.

“Oh yeah.” Stuart Agrees.


Imagine 71:

Title: Pearly Dewdrops Drop

Word Count: 1,525

Warnings: Fluffmonster

Request: Hi!!! Maybe you do a imagine where it’s Young! High school dean and he falls in love with the reader… I’ve never requested anything so sorry if this is not specific

A/N:  Sorry it took so long to write, I hope you think it’s okay xxox

Valentine’s Day wasn’t exactly you favourite day of the year, in fact, it was safe to say that it was on your hate list. You tried to avoid having any involvement in it whatsoever, you despised the mundane, idiotic day with every fibre of your being, and you questioned its very existence.

So, you had absolutely no idea what you were doing… lining up in a stupid line to buy an even stupider rose. The aforementioned rose had everything to do with the green eyed boy you had been friends with your whole life.

“How many roses would you like to buy?” The bored looking girl asked, picking her nails with her thumbnail.

“Ah… one” You muttered awkwardly, hoping to God that the ground would swallow you whole.

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