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it turns out my dad and I have the exact same reaction to when the guitar part of Money for Nothing (Dire Straits) comes in

I SWEAR ITS ONE OF THE BEST INTROS EVER WRITTEN

HOW DID THEY DO THAT

me when I realize that people like can actually see my reblogs n my posts n shit like wtf 😭😭

Lu art idea: Draw the chain, playing the main instruments in there soundtrack, not the ones they play, the ones in the soundtrack

Yall be thirstin over twiddies when he is RIGHT HERE

I swear he gets prettier and twinker with every update-

The hidden era: Therapy

they went through a time gate and a dennys was on the other side

We should start sexualizing full armor, specialized for each wearer’s life, actually!

we do need to start sexualising kneepads and helmets i think it's the only way to go in terms of promoting skate safety to tumblr users. if people are already doing this good work keep it up

This is you, my sweetie pie?

Who else would be that hot

maybe i should pretend to be sad to get girls in my dms too...

W or nah?

This is you, my sweetie pie?

Who else would be that hot

maybe i should pretend to be sad to get girls in my dms too...

W or nah?

Unpopular opinion:

Logan and Mariko should have been endgame in The Wolverine (2013). He had more chemistry with her than with Jean Grey.

As an autistic person, the implications of "if they really cared I wouldn't have to say it" culture are really scary. Because I want to know what hurts your feelings, what crosses your boundaries, where the line between teasing and being mean is at for you, what you need, and how to make you feel loved. And the implication that if my disability makes me unable to figure out these things through intuition alone, then I'm just not worth having around, is genuinely heartbreaking

Best bastard in all of Avantris ?

my guy kremy lecroux. no question. love that gay conman bastard.

That’s cool and all, but what about his ass?

Why they gotta put Vegeta in skin tight clothes. I can’t not draw a bulge.

Unfair

(meeting your internet best friend)

contains: crush!Heeseung x gn!reader | genre: fluff, angst at the end with no comfort :) | tw! none (lmk if i missed anything) | wc: 1,3k

reblogs, likes and comments are highly appreciated!!!

You covered your whole body with soft bedsheets as you just finished your night skincare routine. Tomorrow is a really important day, you could even say the most important in your whole life. You were finally going to meet your best friend, Heeseung, whom you met thanks to similar hobbies. Unfortunately for both of you, the distance that split you up was much bigger to your dismay. His mornings were your late-night hours and your school hours were his bedtime. If it was somebody else than him this whole friendship wouldn’t last this long, yet it was almost one and a half a year since you met him.

For the first few months, you could only imagine how he looked but it didn’t interfere with you falling for him completely. Once you video-called for the first time you needed to hide your pink-tinted cheeks and uncontrollable smile of adoration. He turned out to be a perfect guy not only personality-wise but also by his gentle facial features.

Your phone suddenly buzzed a few times and you quickly picked it up to see texts from Heeseung.

You smiled at your phone for a few more minutes when he told you it was about time to check in his baggage and that he’ll text you once they take off, even though you’ll be deep in your sleep already.

But you stayed up, anticipating his message to help your racing heart calm down. Once the text notification dinged in your quiet bedroom you could finally rest thinking about all the things you were going to show him.

You woke up much earlier than you were supposed to. The first thing you did was check where he currently was. You had plenty of time but already started your morning routine and dressed comfortably. Walking back and forth you kept on checking where his flight was like a maniac. When it finally said he’ll land in an hour or so you took your car keys and made your way to the airport.

Since it was the beginning of summer vacation many people gathered to either pick up their kids from student exchange or to go on their getaways.

Heeseung’s plane already landed which meant he was about to come out with his luggage any moment. What seemed like the last moment to think about it, thoughts of what you should do flooded your mind. Should you hug him? Or just wave at him? Or maybe give him a high five?

Your train of thought stopped once you heard your name being called. You looked up and saw a silhouette of your best friend walking up to you with open arms. Without noticing it you realized you were in his arms, in his warm and comforting embrace you dreamt about. None of you knew for how long you stood there hugging but when you finally pulled out he spoke teasingly: “Hope you were daydreaming about me just a second ago.”

“You wish.”

The time you had spent together was filled with laughter and sharing interesting stories that definitely sounded better in person. There was no moment of silence, and even if there was one it was a comfortable type when you could gather your thoughts and start a conversation again. Everything seemed to be so easy around him, so comfortable, so perfect. You tried not to think about saying goodbye to him, you really didn’t want to let that thought in, but it was unavoidable. Whenever you were silent you fought the urge to cry, wanting to savor this moment for as long as you can at the same time.

Both of you sat in the cafe, thirsty for some caffeine. It was one of your favorites - you came here almost every day to study, read or just chill in the fuss and smell of coffee. Soon the barista called your names to collect your orders and he immediately stood up saying he’ll get them for you.

“Thank you,” you smiled as you thanked him, taking a cup from him.

In response he just smiled back at you, sending you an indefinite amount of butterflies. He sat next to you this time, not in front of you, on the other side of the table. He showed you some pictures of him and his friends, his hometown, his work, and his hobbies. You stayed silent, listening intently to him sometimes forgetting not to stare too much, but people around you already seemed to know how much you adored the boy.

Soon, comfortable silence embraced you and you just enjoyed each other’s presence in the slight chaos of a busy coffee shop. Suddenly, you felt his head softly lay on your shoulder, taking you off guard and making you flustered. Apart from that, the only time you touched was a hug at the airport and unintentional hand brushes while you wandered around the city.

Then, it hit you.

“Oh Hee, you must be tired. Do you want me to walk you home?” you asked looking at the top of his head.

He slowly looked up at you with a smile.

“Lovely, don’t be silly.”

You froze at the spot. Throughout your friendship, you realized how a flirty person he was, but he never called you those cute nicknames. Not knowing how to react you just remained silent and averted your gaze from him.

Heeseung could feel how his cheeks burned at the slipped nickname he only dreamed of calling you. He thanked the universe that you didn’t look at him, since all you would have seen would be his flustered and embarrassed face.

Two weeks passed quickly, way too quickly. You were currently in each other’s embrace savoring the last minutes you were about to spend together. None of you knew when will be the next time you will see each other. Will it be a month, half a year, or maybe whole 12 months? Both of you had your own lives, you were busy with college, and Heeseung was immersed in his work.

Both of your hearts were beating so fast as if they were racing with each other. People around you watched as you and he tried to contain tears, with success. Both of you very much aware how none of you wanted to part ways.

What you didn’t know was how big of a hesitation and battle Heeseung had in his mind. He wasn’t blind, nor was he stupid. He saw how you looked at him, how much adoration your eyes held whenever he caught you staring. As much as he wanted to shout out to the world how he adores and cherishes you, he couldn’t. The time he spent with you made him sure he loved you truly with his whole heart, but it also helped him realize how difficult it would be to not be around you while in a relationship. For the last time, he fought the urge to leave a sweet and chaste kiss on your forehead and pulled out, faking the brightest smile he could.

You wished to see that smile every day for the rest of your life. You were so sure of him that it hurt to the core of your heart. Why does he have to live so far away? Is this a test? Or were you just not made for each other?

“I guess I have to go,” Heeseung suddenly said.

You tried to smile but failed miserably. You didn’t want to smile, not when he was leaving you, after making your two weeks the best you’ve ever had.

“I already miss you.”

“I miss you too,” you whispered as he slowly wandered off still facing you. He gave you one last smile and wave, crushing both of your hearts into small pieces.

“It’s so unfair.”

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TELL ME somebody has made the scott mccall/stiles stilinski and steve rogers/bucky barnes parallel

SOMEBODY has to have seen that right?

The words a dying assassin, whom we never ever saw say as much as “I love you” to John not even while dying, gasped out before choking on her own blood.

Personally I would have put the bit of her threatening an half dead Sherlock of killing him if he revealed the truth to John because she couldn’t lose her gold boy, that was way more romantic.

💗💙 Hello Sherlock fans!!! 💟💗💞 Here are the words a dying assassin gasped out before choking on her own blood.💜 We put them on a crappy edit of her wedding photo because it’s more romantique!!! 💙💙💙There she is, next to the man who cheated on her because she’s a pathological liar and he couldn’t handle it!! 💖💖Happy Valentine’s Day to all the lovers out there!! May you be this happy one day. uwu 💝💛❤ #Watson #shewillhaunthimtillhediesanyway

heyyy, i did read it as afab (with she/her prounouns) and when i review fics i tend to talk about the mc in gender neutral prounouns. its a habit but i wont do it anymore for this fic ! i wouldnt want to "falsely advertise" about mc having neutral pronouns. (seeing as how little fics with neutral pronouns there are on tumblr to begin with) so i do apologise about that T T but i am VERY happy to see some poc mc representation in bts fics🥺 like, fics smtimes just HAVE to put in how the mc has "milky" skin or straight hair. im just trying to put myself in this story☹ (some even explicitly saying mc has very european features and like FOR WHAT)

and yes!! i put the tone tag in there just incase it seemed negative (/pos stands for positive btw) SO YES IT WAS A HUGE COMPLIMENT. i think its very difficult to portray a "regular" and "smooth" conversations in fics. and you explaining that were going to get "normal person being exposed to weird shit" trope. JUST YES PLS god im such a whore for that trope

omg i would love to share my theories!!😭 it wasnt anything interesting tho!! sorry if i made it seem that way jdfkdo. whenever mc sees a members reflection, they also see hers? and maybe the phone has to be charging at the same time? IDK IM NOT AS CREATIVE LOL PLS

i am glad that my review wasnt too long ! haha im kind of self conscious about writing such a long review BUT i also saw that no one else left a review like that so, i didnt feel as bad 😙 i still, wish more ppl that read fics would like and reblog with smthin nice? since there are so many authors on here who just, dont want to write anymore because of the lack of interactions from their readers

SORRY ABOUT TH3 RANT ALL IM SAYING IS THAT I HOPE MORE PPL REBLOG AND COMMENT IN THE FUTURE :'D

Call Me Crazy…

Rating: T

Word Count: 4.8k

Warning(s): None

Summary: When Y/N gets her hands on the newest Samsung phone, she thinks at most she’ll get a little clout with her friends and fewer dropped calls. A direct portal to BTS? Not so much.

Genre(s): Strangers to Friends to Lovers| Crack Treated Seriously| Fluff| Comedy| Romance| Magical Realism

Tags: bts x reader | ot7 x reader | poly| FM!POC!reader

Ch.1: In Which a New Phone is Long Overdue

A/N: This idea was inspired by this commercial, which I immediately thought would be a good fic idea the moment I first saw it! Just never assumed I’d be the one writing it, so I guess I played myself…anyway, this fic starts in 2019 and is not “canon compliant” (I think I’m using that right). I personally see this Y/N as a POC due to the girl in the commercial this AU is based off. I think she was really cute haha that being said, you don’t have to imagine the commercial actress ofc. Uh, and Y/N is not really an Army at first, sorry. Just thought it’d be more interesting that way. *PLEASE do not ask about the taglist in this story’s comments*

“I can make it better, I can hold you tighter…”

Y/N breezed right by the girls passionately singing along to the latest BTS hit in the hallway. Classes had just ended and caffeine was calling her name. That test prep was a doozy and really, she should definitely—fish the buzzing phone out of her jacket pocket, apparently. If she could even locate it. Why did she adore multiple pockets so much in her outerwear anyway?

Her fingers seized the small device just before it went to voicemail, and she barely glimpsed at the ID before accepting the call. “Hey, heeey,” Binna sang, her good mood evident, “That physiology test? Nailed it!” Y/N smiled, knowing how much her roommate had been stressing that exam, despite studying nonstop for weeks in advance.

Stopping, Y/N tucked herself into a corner of the corridor, out of the way of her fellow students. The tall arched windows provided an unobstructed view of the campus’ sprawling lawn, and the students congregating on it. “I wouldn’t expect anything less from my bestie’s big brain.”

“Try saying that three times fast,” Binna laughed. “How’d your business presentation thingy go?”

Y/N cleared her throat, trying to sound serious, but secretly endeared by Binna. “It’s a supply chain management project. I won’t know how I did until the end of the term, but it’s coming together really well so far.”

“Ohh then are some celebratory drinks at the cafe in order?!”

Y/N dramatically clutched her chest, probably looking like she belonged in the theatre program to the people passing by. “I thought you’d never as—”

“…N?” Binna’s voice began to crackle, fading in and out. “Hel..lo? Y…?”

Gasping indignantly, Y/N took the phone away from her ear to glare at it. “Oh, no you don’t.” Reflexively, she smacked the bottom a few times, momentarily forgetting that would do absolutely nothing for failing reception.

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*an unknown figure emerges from the woods, holding me up by the scruff of my neck as I flail around violently*

*im also covered in moss. absolutely ENGULFED in it.*

anygays it's time to do what i do best and reblog the shit outta every gothic lit related thing I can find because I mean. That's what I'm here for.

Courtney Shayne, Jennifer Check, and Billy Loomis would absolutely be friends.