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HE'S SO DAMN CUTE!!!

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Guys look! Evan Hansen is following me on Instagram!

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In case anyone is having a bad night:

Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found

Here are some fun sites

Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics

Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli

Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies

*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*

You’ll be okay, friend <3

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I'm a beautiful owl

People are stupid

@alicemoonwonderland and I have decided we are tired of humanity’s stupidity so we’ve decided to turn everyone into animals. Post a gif of the animal you wish to be. For instance I would want to be turned into a fox.

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I'm ready for the doot doot

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

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Sunset - V X Reader

Trigger Warnings: None Fandom: Mystic Messenger Pairing(s): V x Reader

Your hands gracefully held the paint brush as it skated across the canvas. You continued to look at the sunset and the sea to try and caprure it just right. You had to get the right shade of Orange and yellow. Maybe a little bit of blue for the sea.

“You have some very nice work there,” a voice said from behind you.

You were so startled that you ended up droping your easel and paintbrush. You quickly turned around to come face to face with a man with light blue hair and sunglasses on. He had an expensive looking camera around his neck so it was probably safe to say he was a photographer looking to capture the sunset.

“I’m V,” he said as he adjusted his sunglasses.

Why was he wearing sunglasses when the sun was setting? Unless… He was blind? But then how did he see your painting and taking pictures. And the name V… Was he the popular photographer your friend had been telling you about the other day? No way it was a coincidence.

“Oh uh thanks,” you said awkwardly. You cringe internally at your own awkwardness.

You bent down to pick up the dropped materials only to find a hand already holding it out for you. You timidly took it from V and let a smile grace your lips. “Thank you… Once again. I’m (y/n). Who are you?”

 The mysterious man just smiled at me and walked closer to the ocean, probably to see the ocean better. He put his hands behind his back and just tilted his head. “I am V. (Y/n) is a very beautiful name by the way.”

 You loved the way he said your name. It rolled off of his tongue in a natural way, almost like he was meant to say it with every ounce of his being. But the name V sounded very familiar. You felt like you had heard that name from somewhere.

 Then it finally hit you. One of your best friends, Jaehee, had been talking about a very talented photographer. She had a soft glow in her eyes when she spoke about him, like he was a dear friend. “Do you happen to know a woman by the name Jaehee? She runs a coffee shop near here with another girl.”

 "Ah yes. We’re close friends. In my opinion at least, she may not exactly agree.“ he said. While he spoke he kept his back to me and just gazed out at the ocean. You just nod and went back to the painting you were in the middle of with my easel. I had to hurry and finish this painting if I wanted to get it just right before the sunset disappeared.

The silence that floated around us was comfortable and serene. You very much it. It was almost like you had known V for a very long time. Eventually am the sunset completely disappeared and you frowned. You didn’t quite finish the reflection on the ocean yet.

V came aroumd to look at your painting. A surprised expression crossed his face. “What’s wrong? Is it… bad?” You ask as you carefully watch his expression.

He reached his hand out, probably to try and touch the painting, before he realized that the pain was still wet. “It’s absolutely dazzling. You have a talent.”

You felt a blush bloom on your face. You? A talent? That was doubtful. You were merely just a amateur painter! But for some reason, hearing V tell you that you were talented truly touched you.

“Hey V? I was wondering if you would like to get a coffee with me one day,” you asked.

A smile lit up on his face as the wind blew through his hair. “I would love to (y/n).”

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The Heather - Michael Mell X Reader

Trigger Warnings: None Fandom: Be More Chill Pairing(s): Michael x Reader

“This royally sucks,” I complained for the fifth time that night while taking a swig of me mountain dew.

I gave a flip of my fake blonde hair since it kept getting in my face. What would you expect from a wig you got off Craigslist? At least it was cheap along with the rest of the costume. I’m dressed up as Heather Chancellor and my best friend, Kaitlyn, is dressed up as Heather McNamara. And where was out Heather Duke? Who knows. She ditched her for some guy, as per usual.

“Stop saying that. You’re gonna make me depressed,” Kaitlyn said as she crossed her arms. “Besides… Her costume sucked anyway.”

“Like she’s probably doing now,” I whispered under my breath.

Kaitlyn lightly punched my arm and I playfully glared at her. I turned my attention to the door as it opened. A familiar guy came in with a shirt that said “creep” on it. I could feel my cheeks heat up at just the sight of him.

“And the love fest begins. Michael makes an entrance,” Kaitlyn said as she turned her attention towards Michael alongside with me.

I rolled my eyes at her comment. I low key regret telling her about my little crush on Michael Mell. It was nothing, right? That’s what I had thought 4 years ago when I first moved here and caught a glimpse of him. Four years later and the only change is that I like him even more.

“Shut up. You act like you haven’t been making heart eyes at Jeremy Heere for god knows how long,” I said with a smile towards her.

“Too bad he has his eyes set on Christine. Have you noticed that he’s been acting really weird lately? He wore an Eminem shirt the other day. Who even listens to Eminem? May he rest in peace,” Kaitlyn rambled on.

I was only half listening to her however. My eyes were on what was happening with Jeremy and Michael. Were they fighting? They usually never fought. They were always glued to the hip!

“Yeah. Jeremy is definitely acting different,” I said.

After a little bit of them talking Jeremy seemed to say something that surprised Michael. My eyes followed Michael as he made his way to the bathroom.

“There he goes. I hope he’s okay,” Kaitlyn said with a little bit of worry laced in her voice as Michael retreated to the bathroom.

“I’m going to go check on him,” I said as I walked towards the bathroom.

Kaitlyn waved at me and said something about going to go find Jeremy to see what’s up. I hesitantly knocked on the door. I didn’t know if I should give him space or talk to him but I at least wanted to check on him.

“I’ll be out soon,” a voice from the other side said. I noticed his voice sounded a little shaky, despite him trying to make it sound better.

“Can I come in there with you? I-I mean…” I stammered after the first sentence came out my mouth. “I mean, um, please let me in?”

No reply was heard. I let out a sigh. I was going to get in there one way or another. I took the bobby pin out of my blonde wig and used it to pick lock the door. It had been a long time since I had to do this but luckily I was successful.

I entered the bathroom to see Michael sitting in the bathtub with tears rolling down his cheeks. I instantly felt a pang of anger towards Jeremy. How dare he make Michael feel so bad! I closed the door and locked it. Michael looked towards me with a surprised look in his eyes.

“W-What are you doing in here? The bathroom is occupied right now,” he exclaimed as he jumped up. He then ended up falling and hitting his head on the side of the bath tub with an ow.

“Oh my god,” I said as I ran over to him to see if be was okay.

I knelt down next to the tun and geabbed Michael’s face to check for any injuries. There didn’t seem to be any blood visible but there would probably be a bruise there later.

“There will probably be a bruise there later but other than that… You seem okay,” I said as I sat down on the floor next to the tub.

“Thanks uh… Heather,” he said.

“Ha ha no problem. So… Why are you in the bathroom all by yourself,” I asked, getting straight to the point.

He looked down and a frowned appeared on his face. I could tell he was doing his best not to cry. I just felt so bad for him.

“I’m just… A loser. A fucking loser,” Michael said.

I was shocked beyond words. Michael thought he was a loser? I thought he was the coolest guy in school! Who wouldn’t want to be friends with Michael?

“You’ve got to be kidding me! You’re Michael freaking Mell! The coolest dann kid in school,” I exclaimed. “Who told you you’re a loser?”

He stayed silent for a moment. “Someone who I thought was my friend.”

Jeremy. He was talking about Jeremy for sure. What the hell went down between them?

“Well, If he wasn’t good enough to comprehend your coolness then… I’m always here. I mean I’m a Heather. How much cooler can I get,” I joked.

A small hint crept up on Michael’s face. He seemed like he was about to say something before a drunk girl started belching out Whitney Houston.

“Can she be anymore off tune,” I blurted out. I didn’t mean to say that out loud! Now he probably thought I was a bitch who made fun of drunk girls.

A full blown grin blessed his face. He started to crack more jokes about the drunk girl and I even joined in. Eventually you both stood up and started walking towards the door. He stopped and looked at you when he touched the door knob.

“You know, I never thought I would be comforted by a Heather,” Michael said.

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Alone Time - Sangwoo X Reader

So, this is my first fan fiction on Tumblr. I'm reposting this from my Wattpad one-shot book but I would be more than willing to post another part to this. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!

Trigger Warnings: Kidnapping

Fandom: Killing Stalking

Pairing(s): Sangwoo x Reader, Sangwoo x Yoonbum

You were walking down the street to go meet your new boyfriend for your first date. Who was your boyfriend? Well... it was the one and only Oh Sangwoo. It was almost every girl's fantasy to be with someone as nice and handsome as him. You felt so safe with Sangwoo. Like nothing could ever touch a hair on your head.

You finally met up with him in the Karaoke bar. He was waiting by the door with another guy who had black hair and looked considerably weak. He looked almost... nervous. His eyes were shifting like he was supicious of something or someone.

"(Y/n)," Sangwoo said with a smile. He walked up to you and put a warm arm around your shoulder. You slightly leaned into him and took in his scent. He smelled like cologne and... something metalic? You couldn't really quite place your finger on it but it was definitely familiar.

"Listen," he said, leaning down to whisper into your ear. "I know this was supposed to be our first date but Yoonbum's been super depressed. You see... his sister got in a car accident just this morning," he said with a frown.

"Oh my," you gasped. "I get it! Say no more," you said.

You and Sangwoo walked back over to Yoonbum. You outstretched your hand for him to shake. He looked at Sangwoo who gave him a nod but you didn't notice it. He took your hand timidly and shook it.

You guys chatted a little before you headed inside. You got a table in the back where you wouldn't be noticed too much. Sangwoo's hand was on your thigh the entire time and you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it.

"Well I'm going to head out," Yoonbum said, exiting the booth.

You had only been there for about 45 minutes and Yoonbum had been silent the whole time. You were afraid that you had pissed him off or made him upset.

"Are you sure? We could walk you home," Sangwoo said. "I mean it is getting pretty late and nothing good happens past 10. Is that okay (y/n)," Sangwoo asked turning to you.

You gave a nod and a smile towards Yoonbum. You and Sangwoo paid for the food and left to walk Yoonbum home. You walked to the house and stood in front.

"Wow, nice house you've got here," you smiled, stepping up the stairs. It looked like a standard living place but it was much better than the place that you live in.

"P-please. Come in," Yoonbum spit out.

You were about to decline, after all you wanted some alone time with Sangwoo, but Sangwoo didn't seem to get the message. He gratefully accepted and entered the house with you in tow.

You looked around as you entered the house. You stepped over the line and into the kitchen.

"Please. Let me get you a drink," Yoonbum said while he turned around and got a glass of water. He took a little longer than a normal person but you took it nonetheless when he gave it to you.

"Thank you," you said gratefully.

"So... tell me. What do you think of Bum? Pretty handsome, right," Sangwoo said with a small smile.

You nodded your head a little. Your eyes were starting to feel heavy but you still tried to get your words out. "Suuure... What... did you do something to the... drink," you asked.

"Well the truth is," Sangwoo started, grabbing the glass out of your hand swiftly so you wouldn't drop it. "We drugged you and now... let's just say things are gonna be fun from here on out. Welcome to my house~"

You're definitely getting that alone time now.

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