#best boyfrand

[eversncenewyork]

:D

[firelord-frowny]

embarrassing emotions :(

for the literal first time in my life, I'm almost sorta kinda maybe in a way just a little bit partially depending on the day sometimes occasionally every now and then almost slightly feeling lonely enough that Anyone Would Do 😢

literally since the day I first started noticing myself being interested in romance and/or sexuality, I have never once longed for the companionship of someone I didn't already know relatively well and have genuine Friendship Feelings for, on top of the romantic feelings. My first Real Crush was on a boy in the 2nd grade who I was best friends with! We called each other our lil boyfrand and lil girlfrand! And we were friends for like EVER before ~taking that step~ lmfaoooo and by "for like EVER" i mean several weeks, because that IS like "ever" when you're in the 2nd grade lmfao but anyway. The point is that even as a small child, I didn't just go around pining after anyone just because they were cute or just because I wanted to be in a relationship Just To Be In It.

but now here i am almost feeling like i'd rather fucking die than be alone in my room at night with absolutely no one paying attention to me or being the big spoon against me or even acknowledging that i exist.

i just wanna feel somebody wanting to be with me, no matter how fleeting or insincere or shallow.

now, the reason why i say i'm only almost sorta kinda maybe in a way just a little bit partially depending on the day sometimes occasionally every now and then almost slightly feeling like this is because i will literally never actually allow it to happen lmao. point blank period. at no point in time am i ACTUALLY going to seek out or allow myself to be physically involved with someone who I don't have a genuine attraction for, and who doesn't have a genuine attraction for me. like, i would literalllyyyyyy starve to fucking death before i did that. i KNOW that i let myself do such a thing, it would haunt me. i would hate how it felt in the end. until my dying breath, i'd carry the shame of having betrayed one of my personal values that i take the most pride in.

but i still feel the feeling and it's saaaaad. :(

[lilinbee]

@grizguy got me a bird friend! ^_^

[transj3ster]

"it's my little bOyFrAnD" and "CHAOS REIGNS" are the best lines from Black Friday, change my mind.

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Name: alaina : D

Nickname: allie / madoka 

Zodiac sign: leo :p

Height: 5′1 >.<

Languages: engliszh

Nationality: american

Fav season: fall cuz i luv da leavez and wearing sweaterz and hoodiez and cuddlin wit my boyfrand :3

Fav song: rn? i thinkz its either what do they know or straight 2 video by msi >:3

Fav scent: I LUVVVV tha way kevin smellz but i also luv the smell of fresh linen or vanilla idk i also REALLY LIEK DA SMELL OF GASOLINE DONT JUDGE MEH -.-

Fav color: PINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EHEHE

Fav animal: dogz :3

Fav fictional character: guess. guess hwo it is.

Coffee, tea, or hit chocolate: hot chocolate i liek coffee sumtimez but i think tea IS FUCKING DISGUSTING I HAET IT

Average sleep hours: uhmhggg liek.................................4-5? HRHEGH

Cat or dog person: DOG PERSZON i luv my cats but i luv  my dog so much more i luv dogz so much they make me rally happy :D

Dream trip: idk :p id liek to visit japan maybe? im pretty content where i am ehehe

Number of blankets you sleep with: 2 :L

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Take it on the Run- Dean Winchester x reader part 4

Read part 3 here!

Warnings: None? Language maybe?

Summary: After a month long, whirl-wind romance with the new guy in town (Dean), he ghosts, as if he never existed. You are devastated, eating plenty of ice cream, your friend decides to take you out for drinks and karaoke. Maybe something happens who knows  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Four Days Later - Dean's Point of View

I sat with my back against the headboard of a motel bed. The beer bottle was slack in my fingers as I did what I had done since I'd gotten there. Drink. Bottle after bottle. My grip tightened as anger rushed through me. I pulled the bottle to my mouth and knocked back the remaining drops in it. It was the last bottle. I doubted Sammy would go out and feed into this.

'Its my own damn fault,' I thought to myself. I was full of self-hatred and malice for what I did. I kept thinking over and over how I could have done things differently. How I could have changed it. It all came to a heart crushing reality when I looked down at the necklace in my other hand. It was (Y/N)'s. The story was (Y/N) had found it after a tornado ripped through the town some odd years ago. It was in the wreckage by an old cider mill. It was old then. But the pendant on the chain shined so brightly that rescuers were able to find a family trapped in their cellar underneath rock and rumble. (Y/N) said it was a sign of hope. Said I could use some hope.

- Four Days Earlier-

I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing this again. But I have to go. I have to keep (Y/N) safe. I was packing my bag of clothes and other essentials in the motel when the door opened. My whole body went stiff. Like I could hear (Y/N)'s heart breaking.

"What the hell is this, Dean?" (Y/N) didn't sound mad, didn't sound happy either. Almost scared. I closed my eyes and turned to face the person that loved me. Me, the most dangerous son of a bitch alive. And was I ever a son of a bitch now. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't meet the person standing across from me.

"It's-" I began to explain. I didn't know how I could explain this away.

"It's not what it looks like?" (Y/N) finished my sentence for me, tears falling on a face that was turning red, "Well then tell me, Dean. Tell me what it doesn't look like. Tell me you're not leaving again."

I knew I couldn't say a word. Not a goddamn word. Because that face said it all. Everything I feared. Everything I knew I was doing in the name of keeping (Y/N) safe. But was this all worth it. Lying, leaving, again?

(Y/N) came closer to me and shoved my shoulder, "Go on! Tell me! You sick son of a bitch, tell me!"

"Oh yeah?" I shouted back, "And what would you like me to say? Sam found a case, I have to go." I zipped up my bag.

"I want you to tell me that you were going to leave again like some goddamn magic act! I want you to tell me that if I would have come ten minutes later you would be gone!" (Y/N) grabbed my phone that was on the nightstand next to the motel bed, "I want you to tell me that if I would have called this phone I wouldn't get an answer because it would be disconnected again..." The voice that was once so strong slowly turned into a whisper, a sob ending the sentence and made my stomach create knots.

"You said you loved me..." It wasn't a question for me. But it deserved an answer. I wanted to stop all of this. To drop everything and apologize and live in this rinky dink town for the rest of my life. But I couldn't. Life wouldn't allow that. But I didn't. And it was something I was going to regret. I grabbed my bag and walked out, grabbing the phone on the way out.

"Dean!" (Y/N) called, following me out the door of the now empty motel room. I got into the driver's side of the Impala and tossed my bag into the back seat.

"Dean, please!" (Y/N)'s voiced was wracked with sobs. Little hiccups forming between breaths. I started the car and pulled out of the parking on and began to drive away.

"DEAN!" I heard the faint shout as I pulled away. I looking into the dash mirror and watched (Y/M)'s figure disappear as I drove further and further away.

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HEY! OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!" I was jolted forward by the loud banging and shouting coming from the door. I would have thought some crazy neighbors but the voice sounded all too familiar. I opened the door and was shoved aside by a very frazzled looking (Y/F/N) with a ball of grey and brown trotting behind them on a red lead.

"I told you I'd find you. Now where is (Y/N)?" They said, looking around, "You can come out now!"

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, my head still foggy from my bender.

(Y/F/N) scoffed, hands on their hips, "Don't act stupid with me, Dean. I called, I texted, I went to the motel, the apartment, the office, the diner, the bar, nothing. So I will ask again, where the hell is (Y/N)?" I looked from (Y/F/N) to the ball of fluff on the floor. This cat, Fuzzybritches, was said to be wise. And her little beady eyes seemed to be staring into my soul. It was then that the full gravity of what they said hit me.

"You can't find (Y/N)?" I asked.

"Um. Yeah. Duh, have you been listening to anything I've been saying?" They sat on a chair by the window, Fuzzybritches jumping nimbly on their lap.

"(Y/F/N), (Y/N)'s not here..." I said slowly, not even seeming true to myself.

"Oh my God..." Their voice started as a whisper but got higher, "Oh my God, oh my God? Oh Jesus, (Y/N)'s been kidnapped! Oh God people started going missing again after you left, I should have been there!"

Just as I was about to ask to clarify, Sam walked in, looking over the situation, especially the cat.

"We have a problem." He said.

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"My best friend has been kidnapped and probably going to end up dead because I assumed you were the answer!" They vaguely pointed toward me.

"How long has (Y/N) been gone?" Sam asked, handing them a glass of water.

"Last text I got was four days ago. The night you left. Again." They paused, then sighed, "I got a text saying: With Dean, TTYL. But I just thought it was really strange since (Y/N) doesn't usually use text lingo. But I figured everything was fine." I looked at Sam who was thinking the same thing I was. There were two of them. And this time it was personal it seemed.

Sam got up, patting (Y/F/N) on the back, "Thank you."

"For what? What the hell is going on?" They asked, holding the cat close.

I put my hands on either of their shoulders, looking them straight in the eye, "We're going to go. Stay here. Do not leave this room. I need you to trust me." I watched them nod, "And do not open that door unless we have (Y/N) with us. Nobody. Not even me."

"Okay..." They squeaked out. I grabbed the keys and left the room, making sure it was locked behind me. Sam and I started on the road.

"Got the silver?" I asked, gripping onto the wheel.

"Yeah." He answered, looking at the necklace still tightly held in my hand.

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Four Days Earlier - (Y/N)

I decided to eat away my sorrows at the diner, but only settled on coffee. I didn't see Darlene inside so I could avoid the topic for a little while at least. Maybe I would just never come here again. I would avoid this diner and all of its employees for the rest of my natural life. I told him everything. My deepest thoughts and feelings. Parts of my life that my own parents didn't even know about. I was a fool. I was an idiot. (Y/F/N) was right. I shouldn't have rushed back into it. But God was it hard when his eyes sparkles in that special way when he told me he loved me. But then I remembered back to my first thoughts about him. He had given that look to plenty of women before. He had probably given that love speech to plenty of women before. I sighed and looked around. It was just about closing time here. The evening waitress was sweeping away. She stopped by my table, giving me a small smile.

"We're closing, sweetie. Do you want me to call someone for you?" She was just being nice. She could probably feel just the utter sadness pouring out of my pores at this point.

"No, thank you though." I left ten dollars on the counter, more than enough for the single coffee I had. I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and walked out. Summer was ending, bringing the cold weather that was just as frigid as my heart and soul felt. I walked around the corner to the side parking lot where I had parked when I stopped. Darlene's blonde curls shined in the flickering light of the lamp post. She turned to face me as I approached, a strange golden glare in her eyes. But it was probably the light plying tricks.

"Aw there you are, darlin!" She said, her accent seemed a lot more twangy than usual.

"I heard through the grapevine 'bout yer boyfrand. How 'bout I drive ya home? You jus' look so tired." She asked.

I shook my head, looking down as I unlocked my door with my keys.

"That's alright, Darlene. I can manage." As I unlocked the door I heard this wet and loud thud hit the pavement behind me. I looked in the reflection of the mirror and no longer saw Darlene, but Dean.

"You sure about that, sweetheart?" He slammed down an object on my head, smashing my face into my window and forcing me to the ground where everything faded to black.

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dragonborn challenge [8/30]

day eight - the main quest - dragons? dragons! 

Describe their feelings after Helgen:

Fiona was truly in the wrong place at the wrong time. She stumbled upon the Stormcloak camp along the border and thought to sneak off with some supplies on her way to Falkreath when they were ambushed by Imperials and captured. She wasn’t pleased to be labeled as a “traitor” and was unhappy to be lumped in with them simply because she was a Nord. Couldn’t they tell by the way she looked and by her gear that she wasn’t a warrior or one of Ulfric’s?

She was more angry than afraid of potentially dying at the headsman’s block, annoyed with the Civil War and the fact that she was going to be just another casualty of it. Sure, seeing a dragon was utterly terrifying, but a small part of her was also completely grateful for the interruption (even if it was spewing fire at her).

Describe how they felt upon learning they were Dragonborn:

Yeah, Fiona doesn’t handle this “destiny” all too well. She’s in complete denial about it all, and fights the truth of it, even when faced with the reality (like absorbing a dragon soul or shouting in the open fields of Whiterun). She would much rather go back to her “normal” nomadic life of thieving where she isn’t faced with single-handedly saving the world.

Did they like the Greybeards? How about the Blades?:

Fiona does go to meet the Greybeards, if only to learn what it really means to be Dragonborn, and if there is any way that they are mistaken. She is indifferent to them but finds their “ancient ways” a little strange. But she’s thankful that they take the time to give her as much information as she asks for and are patient with her dismissive attitude.

When Fiona first meets Delphine, she is extremely skeptical. She’s still grateful for the information the woman provides but is worried that she is being used simply because she is the Dragonborn. After the events at Kynesgrove where Fiona is faced with the same dragon from Helgen (Alduin) and sees that it is resurrecting the dragons in Skyrim, she is so overwhelmed with panic. This is simply just not what she signed up for when she came to Skyrim.

This is where I have some slight canon-divergence thoughts. Instead of helping Delphine infiltrate the Thalmor Embassy, Fiona returns to the Greybeards and is permitted to meet with Paarthurnax who informs her about Alduin in depth. It’s after this knowledge that she flees from the responsibility of Dragonborn (for an extended time) in Riften, hiding out with the Thieves Guild.

How was it, tracking down and reading an Elder Scroll?:

Eventually, Fiona returns to her Dragonborn duties. Eventually. So she does get back to tracking down the Elder Scroll. The journey to Blackreach was incredible, and while incredibly treacherous and long, it was enlightening and breathtaking to witness.

Reading the Elder Scroll itself was intimidating, and one of the most frightening things she’s ever had to do. Not knowing if she’d survive (or come out of it with her sight), or if she’d even learn what she needed to defeat Alduin was terrifying. But it was also worth it. By this point, she was steadfast in her journey to saving Skyrim.

How did they feel about effectively putting the civil war on hold?:

Fiona is completely neutral on the Civil War, as it has affected her life longer than she cares to think about. Her parents fled Skyrim because if it, and she was captured and taken to Helgen because of it. So she has no love for either side. If she had it her way, she’d throw both Tullius and Ulfric to the wolves and call it a day.

So she has no qualms about putting the Civil War on hold to put a stop to Alduin. In her mind, he is the biggest threat, and the Jarls should see it that way too. If not, they are fools and deserve whatever karma is coming their way, as harsh as that may seem.

And did they do their best to arrange for equal trades, or were they clearly biased toward one side?:

This is where more of my canon-divergence comes in. Because Fiona “drags her feet” on the Civil War until the last possible moment, the Jarls won’t help her until the Civil War is resolved. She’s not happy about their indecisiveness or their seemingly flippant attitude towards the real threat. Considering she once thought that Jarl Balgruuf was a neutral party, she was surprised that he would not agree to help her capture a dragon until the Civil War was resolved, or a treaty could be established. This pretty much dissolved any trust she had with the Jarl (what little she had to begin with), and from then on she decided she wanted as little to do with politics as possible.

Ultimately she resolved to arrange for equal trades to keep “everybody happy”, even if it left her more irritated, if only so she could get on with her main goal. She also felt that it would be for naught, wondering if they would wait for her to defeat Alduin to start waring once more. All that being said, she did fight (a little biased) to keep Riften under Stormcloak control, knowing that if it ended up in Imperial hands, it would be completely run by Maven—that was something that didn’t sit well with her.

Capturing a dragon! Impressive! How was that, anyway?:

Fiona is intrigued with the thought of speaking with and learning more from another dragon, other than Paarthurnax. While Odahviing is meant to be an enemy (at first), she is pleased to learn he is quick to turn on Alduin as all the dragon wants is freedom. Fiona finds it all fascinating, and the prospect of riding a dragon, while terrifying, turns out to liberating and singlehandedly the most amazing thing she’s ever done.

Sovngarde awaits– describe how they felt there:

Fiona is not afraid of death itself, and by the time she enters Sovngarde, she’s well aware that it is likely that, even as a Nord, it may not be the place she ends up in the afterlife. What with being an agent of Nocturnal and Dragonborn, she could end up in the Evergloam, or reclaimed by Akatosh. So when she first steps foot in Sovngarde, even with the threat of Alduin, she takes the time to soak in her surroundings, committing it all to memory—just in case.

It’s a very surreal experience for her, knowing that she isn’t really dead while the spirits she’s encountering are. Especially when she runs into the spirits of those she once knew or encountered in her travels. I head-canon that Fiona encounters her parents while roaming Sovngarde and has to come to terms with the fact that she may or may not be reunited with them when she passes. It’s sobering but gives her the drive she needs to defeat Alduin.

And how they felt upon finally defeating Alduin:

By the time Fiona leaves to defeat Alduin, it has been a long journey, and a long time since she first encountered him in Helgen. At least a year, if not more. At first, she is relieved, but it is almost a sense of disbelief. The threat is gone and she is the one responsible—its all overwhelming.

Once Fiona is back in Skyrim, she is exhausted. There is still the threat of dragons, the ongoing Civil War, the dragonborn cult in Solstheim, vampires attacking holds and assassins after her…but all she wants to do after Alduin is defeated is take a long, well deserved vacation. With her favorite thieving boyfrand.

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[ignis-scientia-estrogen-brigade]

Dear ISEB. Thank you so much for all you do and the delightful Ignis art. Tell me, why do you love him so much? What made you realize he's the one? I want to know What drives your passion for this man. - curious anon

My dearest anon, thank you sincerely for the kind words regarding the quality of my work. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again—nothing brings me more joy knowing that my Specs offerings strike a chord with the FFXV community, and I hope to continue providing enjoyable content in the future. ♡

To answer the second half of your message, in the words of everyone’s favorite strategist, “Brilliance cannot be summarized, I’m afraid.” That said, my current favorite pastime is staring at Iggy’s exposed nipple proclaiming my love for Best Boy™, so I’ll do my best to articulate what it is about Ignis Scientia that has captivated me almost from the start.

If one were to do some digging, they would find this series of tweets I published around the time I started playing FFXV:

According to the date of the first tweet, I began my initial playthrough on February 4th, 2017. The following tweet is dated for February 5th, 2017; based on the thoroughly unscientific evidence I have provided here, I conclude it took me roughly 24 hours to determine that the strategist was my “boyfrand” and that—unbeknownst to me at the time—I would turn into the flaming pile of Ignis trash you have all come to know.

It’s hard to say what it was about him that caught my attention; perhaps it was his accent that set him apart from the rest of the bros, or maybe I simply have a thing for tall, skinny men wearing glasses and nice clothes. Whatever the case, I began to gravitate toward him without even realizing it, picking up on the subtle nuances of his mannerisms (like the gentlemanly way he crosses his legs rather than manspreading coughgladiocough) and laughing aloud at his savage quips.

What I can tell you, my beloved anon, is that my eternal esteem for the royal advisor became etched in stone following the events of Chapter 10. Unlike Gladio or Prompto, Ignis (in my personal opinion) is the only other character save Noct who has a complete story arc from beginning to end; his fall from grace in Altissia resulted in him hitting rock-bottom, only to overcome his adversity like a phoenix rising from the ashes and prove himself even more worthy a Crownsguard than he was before. His loyalty to his king is unparalleled, his sacrifice for love of crown an altruism above all measure, and his final words to Noctis—Godspeed and take care, Majesty—would’ve made my heart burst and my ovaries explode regardless of his physical attributes.

I actually think I summarized my love for Ignis quite succinctly in my Author Bio, which I’ll post here for your convenience. I hope it sheds a bit more light into the exaltation I feel for everyone’s favorite strategist:

The beginning of Chapter 10 absolutely gutted me—perhaps even moreso than the ending—and it was only then that I realized that Ignis was the real hero of the story. Because it was not Gladio or Prompto who was by Noctis’ side when he awoke following the Hydraean catastrophe, but Ignis; it was not Gladio or Prompto who delivered the devastating news to Noct that his betrothed had perished, but Ignis—the man who brushed off his resulting blindness as nothing more than a small sacrifice. It was Ignis who made sure his friends were properly fed day in and day out, Ignis who drove the Regalia from Galdin Quay to the Vesperpool and back again for me twenty times or more, Ignis who held the brotherhood together when tensions were high and their bonds were frayed nearly beyond repair. Ignis knew just when to hold Gladiolus back and just when to give Noctis the push he needed to fulfill his destiny, and he did it all without dragging anyone down with him when he couldn’t even see what the hell was in front of him.

[madmadamdax]

Stranger things 2

I just finished binge watching stranger things 2. my thoughts under the cut to avoid spoilers

Dustin continues to be a level headed sweet cinnamon roll too innocent and pure for this world. I am so happy the story gave him more focus. The Purring thing is 10/10 good job kid. But man the cat thing. Good lord. I sincerely hope you eventually wind up with a bad ass or geeky girl friend.

Lucas, like damn son. I can see why your so prickly coz your sister is a brat. 

Max - Aww kid too many people get bitchy at her. like man she is a bad ass kid

Kali - I KNOW THERE IS MORE TO THIS ARE THERE OTHER CHILDREN? WHERE ARE THE OTHER NUMBERS??????

Mike - You’re a dick. You dragged El in the group but when the others tried to bring Max around you were a royal douche. But points for the bro code I guess??? Still don’t be a dick to girls because your crush El isn’t around.

Will - Oh you poor baby you just are a shit magnet, and you should have mentioned something about puking up an egg sac of mutant frog monsters with sunflower faces. How did they not hat soon? were they just hibernating until it got cold enough? Like kid, I just want to turn you into a burrito with a ton of stuffed animals and the good colored pencils. 

Eleven - OH MY GOD. kid. Dude. Like. Your arc felt a lil’ slow at times but GOTDANG. Just the self discovery you go on, learning to use your rage to actually control your powers. The fucked up shit with your mom. THE FATHER DAUGHTER BOND WITH YOU AND HOP. 

Mrs Byers - Woman you are like... permanently down to your last smoke and the last foot of rope with this shit. Like oh my god. you’re an over tightened guitar string ready to kill a man. You survived more shit going wrong than most people ever do and the shit with your boyfrand. I forget your first name because I just hear a lot of MOM!!!!.

Nancy - gurl. You are like straight out of an anime with those eyes. Christ. You have a deep seated rage and you’re warring with yourself. Calm thy tits. Figure it out. 

Jonathan - bro you have got some creepy bags under your eyes. and like... you radiate this urge to protect with the daddy issues I am so glad that private reporter read you and nancy like a book.

Steve - You constantly surprise me from one season to the next. Your hair is insane, and you def try to be a legit good guy. But man you are still crazy emotional. It’s one of the best things about you. 

HOPPER - OH Hopper. You remain one of my favorites. Like you have just ... such a grit, and depth to you like a black and tan made with Guinness and hard cider. The growth you had with El the father daughter shit. Like man. I was legit distraught when that episode faded to you screaming and I was scared they were going to kill you off. I really hope to see more good shit with you. Please don’t 

In conclusion, the ending was not nearly as ominous as the first season but it’s definitely got me curious for how or if they will do a season three. this whole show is like someone’s half baked home brew dnd campaign and it is DEEEE-LIGHTFUL. I love all the nerdy shit and will Papa come back? Will there be other shit/ what if the hivemind monster is a result of some of the earlier numbers???? The demigorgon dogs were.. whoa. But like... how did they come to be int hat inky black ness El uses to find things? But she didn’t make it but what if they are from fuckery witht he other numbers... 

[firelord-frowny]

there is too much meanness going around so here, have some nice

@itsmerandi you’re super cool and mega beautiful and HELLA SMART and i look up to you a lot lot lot.

@theversagenda you’re goofy and you make me laugh a lot, which is good, because i don’t laugh a lot. Also wow??? you are boyfrand material. A+. 

@odetoo SUCH A NICE AND FUN FRAND YOU ARE!!!! you’re so freaking talented like what the hell??? and also very Smart and Nice. <3 

@pepsi-co-dew A SWEETIE PIE!!!! A SUNSHINE FRAND!!!! A TALENTED WOW!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!

@commiefemme you are just WHAT???? the most ridiculousest wonderful weirdo gorgeous girl. 

@wigglyflippingout THE PUREST SOUL! THE MOST BENEVOLENT CREATURE OF EARTH! THE GENTLEST LADY!!!! You are so warm and loving and honest and real and I’m so happy you exist. <3 <3 <3 

@allietheadult always popping up out of the blue to say kind and wacky things on my posts and you make me smile every time <3 

@hippyflights MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD OH MY GOD!!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!

[elknin]

The best boyfrands, Wren utterly adores his Shai bae. They’ve been dating since they met as kids on the Arkship <:

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I Knocked her up Dude - Grayson

Warning: Mommy and Daddy issues, and Abuse.

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OKay no this is really bad, and I mean really bad. I can’t no. No no. I just won’t accept it. Two lines. Those pink lines showed on the test. I panicked. I rushed back into my room and grabbed the other box I bought and ripped it open. I grabbed the test and rushed back into the bathroom and peed onto the stick and waited for it to show if I was truly pregnant or not.

One minute. Five minutes. Ten minutes. The whole time I was pacing around the bathroom. I looked down at the test and fell to the ground. “I can’t.” I whispered as I felt tears starting to fall. I covered my eyes as my body started to shake from me crying. “I just can’t.” 

“Oh best friend!!!!!” I removed my hands from covering my eyes and looked over seeing my friends making her way to me. She stopped in her tracks though once she saw me. “Girl what’s wrong?” She asked walking closer. She looked onto the counter with the sink and made an ‘O’ with her mouth.

“Your pregnant?” She asked. “Obviously. You see the test.” I said annoyed. “Is it Grayson’s?” She asked. “Who else’s would it be.” I said. I was no in a good mood and I can tell that. “If you weren’t pregnant I would so think you were on your period.” Y/bff/n said. “Ha ha, funny.” I rolled my eyes. 

“You have to tell Grayson.” She said sitting cross legged in front of me. “I’m scared.” I whispered bringing my leg to my chest holding them tightly. “I know baby, I know. It’s going to be scary, but I know Grayson and he would never leave you. He would help and stay with you because he would want to keep it.” Y/bff/n explained. I let out a shaky breath.

“I also mean with my parents. My dad’s a god damn priest fro heaven’s shake. Do you know how hard it was to convince him to let me and Grayson date?” I asked her. She nodded and bite her lip. “It was a at most three months.” She answered. “Exactly and telling him and my mother I’m pregnant. God they are going to kick me out.” I whispered. 

“How about we worry about one thing at a time. You can call Grayson over I’ll distract your parents, and you can tell him. You can figure out how to tell your parents along with his. Even though I think you should get an important and get like on of those pictures of the small little baby.” She asked. I nodded slowly. She grabbed hold of my wrist and helped me up onto my feet. She lead me back into my room and handed me my phone.

I let out a breath and unlocked it with my thumb print and went into contacts. I hit onto the contacts labeled : Boyfrand, and hit the call button.

Ring ... Ring ... Ring

“Hey baby what’s up?” Grayson answered on the other lined. “Ca-can you come over?” I asked stumbling over my first word. “Actually I’m like right down the street. I was heading over to ask you out to diner later actually.” He answered. “That would be amazing.” I smiled slightly. “Good. If you would of sad no I would of had to cancel everything.” He laughed. “I will always say yes. Maybe.” I smiled more.

Every time I spoke a word to Grayson a smile would always form onto my face. Even with a hard day he would always turn it upside down. “Hello Earth to Y/n you there.” I heard Grayson laughing. “Oh huh? Yeah yeah I’m here. Sorry I went into la la land.” I giggled. “I’m outside. Let me in please? Don’t want to listen to the lecture your father will give me.” He laughed. “Yeah i’ll be there soon.” I answered and hung up.

“Okay go distract my parents. I know they like to listen in when Grayson is here. They should be in my dad’s office.” I told Y/bff/n. She nodded quickly and walked a head of me to the door but then stopped. She turned to me and wiped the tears on my face and smiled. I whispered a thank you and she went to the opposite side of the house well I went down the stairs and rushed to the door sliding across the wood floors from wearing socks. I grabbed onto the door handle and opened it to revel my beautiful boyfriend.

“Hey pretty lady.” He smiled and pulled me into a quick kiss. I smiled into the kiss and pulled away. “Let’s go up to my room.” I smiled grabbing his hand and leading him up there. “Your in a hurry.” he laughed. “Well you know me.” I chuckled. We both walked up the stairs and went to my room. I closed the door and locked the door. Grayson laid down on my bed and placed his hands behind his head. 

“What did you want to talk about?” He asked. “I have to tell you something. That is going to change our lives.” I breathed out sitting in front of him on my bed. “Your not moving away are you?” She asked, fear flustering over his face. “No no. I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here. At least I hope.” I said frowning a bit.

“Y/n what’s going on?” Grayson asked. “I’m pregnant Gray.” I said all out. Just get it over with I always say. Grayson tilted his head but then returned it to it’s straight position. Soon a big smile fell upon his lips. “Y/n. Th-that’s fucking amazing.” He smiled pulling me into a hug. “Your not leaving right?” I asked just to make sure. “Never in a million years I would think to even leave.” He smiled.

“Now we just have to tell my parents.” I frowned. “Tell us what?” My dad asked walking into my room holding the key in his hand as he moved his arms to be folded. My best friend standing behind him and my mother mouthing sorry to me. I let out a breath and got out of Grayson’s arms and got up and went in front of them. “I-I. Your not going to like what I’m going to tell you.” I said looking down at my feet.

“Look at me when your talking to me.” My father said. I nodded and looked up into his y/e/c eyes. The same as mine. “I-I.” I couldn’t say it. I just couldn’t. “Spit it out.” My dad said starting to get angry. “I’m pregnant.” I said.

The back of his hand came in contact with my face and I stumbled back. I placed my hand on the red hand print and felt it sting from my skin touching it. I saw y/bff/n eyes go wide as everything went in slow motion. Grayson was by my wide and was saying something I couldn’t work out. And then everything came back to me. Everything went back into his normal speed.

“Get your stuff paced and the hell out of my house! Your kind is not welcomed into this house of the lord!” He yelled at me. Tears started to fall from my eyes once again. Stinging the mark on my face. “Let’s go to my place.” Grayson whispered in my ear. I nodded at his request and he picked me up. He held onto me and looked at y/bff/n and she nodded. She pushed past my parents and past us as Grayson carried me down the stairs.

Grayson’s P.o.v

“So that’s why you want her to stay here?” Ethan asked. I nodded my head. My hands trembling still with horror as I watched Y/n’s father hit the girl I loved. “You got her knocked up.” He breathed out. “I knocked her up dude and I want to keep it. I want to stay. I want to marry her.” I said looking at Ethan who smiled at me. “Y/n is like a sister to me. She can stay as long as she wants. But You guys should find a place of your own by time the baby comes.” He explained. I nodded.

“Just make sure to move in next door.” I smiled at Ethan. He nodded back at me and I got up from the couch and grabbed the bag of ice and cloth and headed towards my room where Y/n was resting. As I walked in I saw her best friend Y/bff/n pulling her hair into a messy bun.

“Ladies.” I said as I lightly pressed the bag against Y/n’s cheek. She smiled at me. I kissed her temple and looked at Y/bff/n. She smiled at me and nodded. “Treat them well.” She said at me. “Don’t worry I will.” I smiled. “I’ll go to your house and snatch some things for you. I’ll bring them tomorrow.” She then said towards Y/n. She nodded and left my room.

Y/n turned her head and I saw the stained tears that laid on her face. “I love you Y/n.” I smiled at her. Her lips turned into a smile. It was the first time I’ve said it. Or either of us for that matter. Even though we’ve been dating around for almost a year. I was just to scared. “I love you too.” She smiled and embraced me.

Since I uploaded only one today or tonight I will post one on Thursday. I’m going to be rewriting some of my very first ones just to get back into the hang of things, but after that and in between imagines like this will be posted. Just remember these take me maybe half and hour to an hour to write and it’s very time com-summing. But thanks for reading I hoped you enjoyed it!

[xspacecadetstephx]

My Otter is best Otter. @neilkirch #otter #boyfrand #bf #loveofmylife #heresto5years #neiltheseal #meanttobe #snapchatfilter #foureyes #blondie #blondehairdontcare #fuckyourbeautystandards #barlife #nightout

[wickedchrissy]

Questions You Aren't Used To: 2, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 16, 17, 18, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 28, 30, 34, 36, 37, 47, 48, 49, 50, 55. (I Know I Use This A Lot To -End Asks But Who Cares 38P) I ) (ope Somefin Amazing ) (appens To You

Doh Luci you are the sweetest of sweetie pies

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? Like a 2 tops

4. What is your favorite word? Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? Japanese Cherry Blossom

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? “oh boy I hope my hair goes up right” 

9. Bright room or dark room? Bright!

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? Making gifsets!

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? 17

12. Who told you they loved you last? Meh boyfrand

13. Your worst enemy? Time

14. What is your current desktop picture? 

16. The last song you listened to? Does the Doctor Who Theme count? OOOO WEEE OOOOO

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? Trump

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? ^^^

20. What is your best physical attribute? My ass ;)

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?  I would be small and blonde and look very gay (not much difference tbh!) and I would obviously masturbate duh

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? I can say the alphabet backwards in 3 seconds :)

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? Um unique thing?

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal. Wheat bread. Ham. Turkey. Provologne. Lettuce. Tomato. Cucumber. Mayo.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? I am going to save it actually because college is fucking expensive!

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? Holy fuck Australia! The Great Barrier Reef is dying I have to see!!!!!

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? oh jesus um. MY LAPTOP

34. What was your last dream about? God I don’t remember like any recent dreams. um….yeah I got nothing sorry :/

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? Yep!

37. Have you ever built a snowman? yes very dinky ones haha

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be? Are we happy?

48. Do you hold grudges? Only against myself

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? AN ELEPHLY. ELEPHANT AND BUTTERFLY YES.

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? So I’ve had a million of these to the point that I can’t pick. But the most unusual conversation I’ve ever OVERHEARD was when I was on a train and this British guy behind me said “So I had 5,764 spicy doritos in my right hand and 5,764 spicy doritos in my left hand-” @fullhomoalchemist

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? I’ve been told I’m great at British! I’m too afraid to try any others for fear of offending :’D

[bendymish]

Time off school is weeeeird. I got miserably headcolded at the end of our last week on top of pushing my body really far and have spent much of my week off hardcore nesting in my boyfrand’s flat while swathed in his massive striped hoodie. I was planning to busk Pike Place, but Seattle weather had other ideas about me standing around outside for hours in full makeup.

Thus far on vacation I have:

-Done text layout for our graduation show poster

-Watched almost an ENTIRE SEASON of the Great British Baking Show (this is an astonishing amount of television for me)

-Completed the two-day rebleach ‘n dye process that is my increasingly expanding hairstyle

-Gotten a fourth and hopefully final round of prolotherapy for my back injury, plus acupuncture and a bonus shot of vitamins in my butt for my headcold (I went to see my handbalancing coach who’s also a physio and it was the BEST)

-Cooked an astonishing amount of keto food, including experimenting with baking (?!??!!!)

-Done my taxes (complete with rewatching of the first episode of Black Books)

-Drank at least 2-3 gallons of tea a day

-Started a new China Mieville book

I have yet to:

-Touch up Snow’s costume and standing box

-Choreograph my minihoop act for the graduation show

-Go to Portland and do a juggling act in a lovely queer circus show my friend is producing

-See?? People??? The headcold knocked me on my ass in terms of meeting my extrovert needs, unfortunately, though I did make it out to a blues house party on Saturday and will see loads of folks in Portland this weekend.

I have NOT:

-Trained. I am being Good.

[imrisah]

Prompts!!!

I wanna draw a lot tonight, hit me with your best stuff!!! Stuff already on my to do list includes but is not limited to: > pirate adoribull stuff > young bull > a better version of Krem's bg comic I did a while ago > mchanzo stuff!!! It's Time I did something about the gross old men boyfrands > more adventure zone things cause I'm almost caught up with the show and I'm itching to draw the trio!! I'm not going to draw all of this of course but if you want to, feel free to add!