#pls help me my crops are dying

[kazz-brekker]

it remains one of my greatest bookish tragedies to date that i have been a fan of asoiaf for 8 years at this point and have yet to encounter anyone in real life that i can either (a) convince to read the books despite them being unfinished or (b) pick their brain for an extended period of time about all their opinions

[ocapmycap]

I saw this and thought maybe I posted it myself lmao

me as a marauders fan: I have enough gay ships to obsess over

me watching It: OMG RICHIE IS SO GAY AND EDDIE IS SO GAY OMG REDDIE *proceeds to open ao3 to find reddie fics*

[jeansplaytoy]

dying connie’s hair with him!

afrolatino!connie wants you to help him dye his hair 💋, spanish phrases (i don’t speak spanish im trying my best pls don’t kill me), fluff?

“mamiii!” connie called from the bathroom upstairs. you exhaled and hopped up from your couch. “what?” you yelled back. “c’mere!”

you marched upstairs and went into you guys’ bathroom. “wha- what the hell you doing?” you frowned and leaned on the door. “i’m dying my shit, hell it look like?” he stared at you with the hair dye in his hand. you looked around and behind you in a ‘who are you talking to right now?’ way and he smiled and laughed, walking towards you and giving you a kiss.

“cmon, help me.” he said, sitting on the toilet and giving you the dye. “didn’t you just get it brighter connie?” you asked, grabbing the bottle of hair dye and one of your small containers.

“mhm.” he hummed. “so why… do you plan on doing it again?” you questioned while squeezing the red out of the bottle. “because, mami, you know that new Spiderman movie just came out.” he looked at you as you put the bottle down. “what does that gotta do with anything, con’?” you shook your head. “and i want a red spiderweb on my head. and you gon’ do it.” he said.

“i don’t even know how to dye patterns, baby.” you frowned and tilted your head. “it’s okay, ima help you. just look at this picture and then follow it, aight?” he put his phone on the counter in front of you and you looked at the picture. “okay. that looks… easy. enough.” you mumbled.

“so do the lines first, you see? and then add the curves after that.” he pointed at his phone and looked up at you to make sure you understood. “yeah, yeah okay, i see.” you said before you were about to dip your hand in the dye. “no, no, no, dios mío, mami…” he mumbled while grabbing your wrist. “whattt?” you looked at him.

“why the hell you tryna stick yo’ bare hand in the dye for?” he looked at you before pointing at the blue gloves that were right beside the sink. “you supposed to use gloves, bae.” you looked at the gloves and opened your mouth. “oh… yeah.” you laughed before putting the gloves on your hand. “aye, don’t fuck my head up. if you do, we goin all red.” he said to you as you dipped your finger in the hair dye and tilted his head forward. “whateverrrr, if i mess it up then you just gon’ have to deal with it.” you said, looking from the picture to his head. you started in the middle and trailed steadily up his hair.

“you doin’ it right?” he asked. “mind your business, and stop moving.” you said, dipping your finger in the dye again and making another red trail along his hair. as connie got bored of the quietness, he trailed his hands around your exposed hips and waist from the crop top and sweats you were wearing, unintentionally matching with his grey t shirt and black sweatpants.

“why you so quiet? you fucked up my head, ma?” he looked up at you. “C, why would you move?” you stared at him with rested, annoyed eyes. “i probably did after you shifted yo’ big ass head.” you said, grabbing his jaw and moving it back down. “now let me finish.” “aw, naw, you not finna be disrespecting me like this, i’m letting you do my hair.” connie said, softly pinching your waist, making you jump a little.

you smiled before doing the last line. “i’m about to do the curves, be still.” you said, grabbing more dye.

you made the webs connect of the line and stepped back to look at the first one. “am i doing this right?” you asked him. connie looked up at you. “hablas en serio?” he muttered under his breath as you looked at his head and laughed. “huh?” he stared at you with big eyes. “you serious, you messed it up?” he furrowed his eyebrows and smacked his lips. “bro-“ “-calm down, it ain’t even bad!” you said, moving back towards his head. “it looks good right now.”

“man- right now? get out my hair.” he said. you laughed and continued to do the curves. you moved his head lower to do the very back before you stepped back. “stand up.” you said. connie stared at you for a second before standing up and sighing at you, doing a 360 and looking back at you. you smiled. “i did my shit, i don’t care what you say.” you took the gloves off. “whatever.” connie smiled and looked in the mirror before his smile widened. “this shit cleannn. you see this?” he turned to kiss you on the lips.

you nodded and stared at him with a smile. “you like it, i know.” you shrugged. “thank you, i love you, mami.” he said, smacking your butt as you walked out of the bathroom. you smacked your lips. “i love you too.”

[homewrecking-lore]

Greetings, CEO of the Loreforge fandom. Remember when you made that one post of "how do i top my bf" - "just let me do it if you're so difficult" or whatever and someone commented that they read that fic but didn't provide a link? Did we ever find the fic in question? Pls my crops are dying

"Greetings, CEO of the Loreforge fandom" sadfjkdfsdkgj GREETINGS, ANON.

I wish I had a solid answer for you, but I can only guess at what fic that reply was talking about. I've SCOURED the internet for loreforge fic thinking it'd be somewhat popular, but there's only a handful of fic/art out there.

My best guess is that they were talking about Brother in Lore on AO3. It's an ongoing Data/Geordi fic (Lore and Geordi aren't tagged as a ship) but a huge part of the story centers around Geordi and Lore interacting, getting under each other's skin, learning about one another, and yes - feelings and complications and drama happens. Not technically loreforge (at least for now), but if you're interested in seeing their dynamic play out I'd highly recommend giving it a read!

I don't think the reply was talking about this one, but there's another AO3 fic called the second sun that is a Lore/Geordi au (where Lore is a Starfleet officer). It's short but very sweet!

There's a couple of others in the Lore/Geordi tag on AO3, but I don't think they were what the reply was referring to either. I know this isn't an answer, but I hope it helps or at least gives you a good fic to read!

[biggamebryanrust]

this is far fetched but im hoping your deep study of the pens can help me — there was a game this year where bunts (i think) laid down on the puck and wouldn’t get up so the other team was sorta pushing him down the ice with their sticks like a curling stone and i cannot find a clip of it anywhere!!! maybe it was doc but i thiiiink it was bunts? have i made this up in a feverish dream state does this ring any bells pls help my crops are dying

i super vaguely possibly recall this but have zero idea when it could’ve been! does anyone else remember this?

[yes0another0outsiders0blog]

outsiders matchup pls?

i'm a girl, bisexual, and i'm a bit taller than average (5'7 and a half to be exact, lol) my natural hair color is brown but right now it's dyed this magenta color (?). i dye my hair a lot, and i've done colourful colors and black. i wear grungy styled clothing (graphic tees, crop tops, belts, cargos, mini skirts, etc.) and i wear dark makeup. I also have a nose ring and 3 stick n pokes on my arms.

a lot of people say that they're scared that i'm mean when they first see me cause of how i look but that i'm actually really nice once they've met me lol. i listen to a lot lana del rey, but my music varies. i really enjoy drawing and it's my fav hobby as well as watching movies. people say that im really empathetic and im like the therapist friend. im always there for people and i give people the benefit of the doubt (maybe a lil too much).

i'm originally from australia so i have an accent but i currently live in the US. i also really enjoy watching movies. my fav movies are the love witch, babylon, the virgin suicides, and (of course) the outsiders.

i can be really loud and also really quiet depending on the mood, setting, people i'm around, etc.

i struggle a lot with mental health issues so i'm often advocating for it and for helping people that struggle with it as well as i'm working to being a therapist for my career.

thank you!

Thank you for adding!! It really helps--

I ship you with...

Angela Shepherd

She'd be obsessed with your style. Would love that you change your hair up, she'd constantly be suggesting colors to you. Also, she'd pretty instantly tell you that you can borrow any of her clothes whenever with the not-so-subtle hope that it goes both ways.

Angela grew up with Tim and Curly and she has a mad attitude and resting bitch face. She would not for a second be put off by you looking mean. It would also probably be a good thing that you tend give people the benefit of the doubt, because she can be pretty hard to crack at first and definitely has some toxic tendencies. Nothing that she wouldn't be down to work on, but she needs someone that would let her work on it instead of expecting perfection. If she feels you're giving someone too much leeway then she'll tell it like it is and warn you when it seems like you're giving someone too much empathy. She just wouldn't want you to get hurt/drained by being there for someone that isn't putting the work in themselves. Absolutely understanding being there for people and that everyone deserves help, but not wanting it to be at your expense. She'd also absolutely be having a... little chat with the person to make sure they aren't taking advantage of you over it.

She'd think it's so cool how much you care about mental health. It's definitely a cause she can get behind, a lot of people that she knows (herself included) have dealt with mental illness, though there isn't much resource/help for that when The Outsiders takes place. While she's absolutely coped with it unhealthily before, she really does like learning about it and would help you with some advocacy. She'd also be really understanding of your own mental health and how it can effect your day-to-day.

She'd love that you have an accent, Angela would absolutely have you say things just to mimic you. Not at all in a teasing way, but in a genuinely interested in different ways that people talk kind of way.

Angela is pretty social, she's just about always really loud. When you two are out being loud together, it can be pretty chaotic fun. But if you aren't in the mood to talk then she'll be happy to take over the spotlight when you two are out, talking and intentionally keeping all of the attention off of you (only if that's what you want) for a while. She does know how to chill sometimes, and will sit near you and paint her nails in silence or while making casual conversation while you draw, or will watch movies with you.

Sorry I had to have you resend it!! I just *really* saw you with Angela when I first read it, but I didn't want to risk that when I didn't see a sexuality/preference.

[blog-reflection]

ONE / Fifteen - Ehm No?

This can’t be happening, it never did. Why now!

For the first time while cuddling with Jesse I notices some things in places where I don’t want to feel anything. It’s Jesse, it’s just Jesse. We have been cuddling before, why now. I felt my heart rate increasing but thinking about how to get rid of it only made it stronger. Is this for real? But when I thought things couldn’t be any worse than that, I felt Jesse grabbed me even tighter, pulling me closer to their body. So close I could feel their muscles digging into my skin. This doesn't surprise me though. Jesse always did that when they noticed I got smth on my mind, which is nice, but not if they are the reason this happened in the first place. I tried to forget it as much as I tried to keep Jesse's hands from accidentally moving downwards. That’s it I am in a panic attack. I started to breve heavier, my heart rate still increasing, unable to think about anything that made my mind happen in a good way, stuck in pessimism.    

Jesse: James..uhm everything cool? Is it about your mum being here today? Or did I get the wrong colours after all? James: [...] Jesse: James seriously you can talk to me you know that right?

I know, but right now I would’ve preferred a black hole appearing and swallowing me whole rather than explaining to Jesse, my best friend, that after all the time we haven’t seen each other the first thing that happens is me having the classic male “issue” because of them. 

Jesse: Fuck James stop taking it all on yourself all the time! I told you so often that you can really talk to me, why not now? James: Jesse pls, don’t Jesse: Ehm no? Come here!

Oh fuck. Jesse grabbed me around my hips and flipped me over like a pancake so I was facing them. They looked me in the face, I felt it even though I closed my eyes. I felt their fingers slowly moving to my face clearing a bit of hair out of my face. There was silence. I opened my slightly watery eyes.

Jesse: Wanna tell me what’s on your mind?

I just shrugged and shaked my head.

Jesse: You know, I can’t help you with cuddles but-

No. Jesse pulled me closer for a chest to chest hug. Meaning, they would-

Jesse: Ehm…okay, I think I get why you’re stressed so much

Oh my god. Why did they have to say anything about that? Not now and not like that. If that hole I mentioned earlier could appear right now I would be the happiest person on earth. The silence killed me. Jesse's brain was running fast to find something they could say but I was faster. I grabbed Jesse’s olive crop jumper and rushed out of the bed down the stairs, while wrapping the jumper around my hips. I didn’t know where to go, where to do anything, so I decided to get out and place myself on the stairs in front of the main door, staring at the moon, thinking and slowly dying in my thoughts. 

Did this really happen or is this just a really fucked up dream? I mean I don’t get why? I don’t have a problem with them seeing me hard or anything, really, I couldn’t care less. The times where Jesse and I have been naked are endless, but it never was that sexual. Not that this was sexual right now. The only thing that happened was that I got hard because of my best friend. I don’t even know what to say to them. If I say no, I would be mean. If I say yes, what would make it really weird? If I say nothing then I can’t sleep. And if they are the first one talking to me I’d be better off dead. It was dark, but the moon illuminated the streets. Nothing big around. I see a baker’s shop three houses away. Sarah told me about this. But the lights were out. Obviously, I don’t even know the time. I noticed that I started to feel the night cold catching on to me. I mean, I was there in boxer shorts and the jumper around my hips, that’s kind of all I’m wearing right now. I decided to unwrap the jumper and put it on. That was, when I noticed the door squeaking in the back of my head. 

I didn’t turn around, I just kept staring at the moon. I noticed how Jesse seated themself next to me, not saying anything, not looking towards me, just staring at the moon like I was. As much as I’ve hated what happened, I’m weirdly happy that they don’t seem offended. 

Jesse: So ehm… James: [sigh]

The air between the two of us was solid enough to cut through it with a knife. I know that I should talk, but I don’t even know how to start. But I also know that Jesse wants to say something but rapidly fails to put their mind together for a proper sentence. It was silent. Until, out of nowhere, Jesse just started to let out a really uncomfortable laugh. 

Jesse: It’s kinda funny you know. James: Huh? Jesse: How much a human body can do with or without our consent, sometimes even against our own will. James: [...] Jesse: Hah, and now, now we’re sitting in the night on some dirty ass stone stairs, freezing to death while just staring at the moon. I mean it’s a vibe, haha James: Jesse I…I don’t know what to say. Jesse: Actually, nothing, I have to say something. Sorry. I shouldn’t assume that nothing changed when clearly you were bothered by it. James: Jesse it’s no- Jesse: And it’s me to blame for such a stupid reaction hah. I really thought we can pick up where we left all those years ago but. James: No it’s really no- Jesse: And now? Now where I can finally see my best friend again I fuck it up just like the idiot I am. I shouldn’t have hugged you like that. 

Jesse started to spiral, which happens when they think they are the one to blame. I wanted to talk but they didn't let me, So I just gathered myself and launched a hug towards them.

Jesse: Uhm, okay? James: You’re not to blame, You didn’t make things weird or strange or anything. I liked it, alot. I mean, I think you could tell haha. Listen, I don’t know why it happened but it’s not because of you, I mean to some extent but not in that way, I mean not sexual, it was just nice. Not that I imagine stuff like that and, and I- Jesse: I think I get what you mean. I don’t even know why we have a talk like that. We’ve always been J and J, we make everything others would think is weird. And heck I should be proud for getting my best friend hard. James: Ehmm Jesse: Too early to joke? James: Maybe a bit. Jesse: Then I take that back. James: Listen, I think it’s just because we really haven’t seen each other in such a time, I mean I changed, you changed, the more important it is to talk about that. I still wanna be J and J. And nothing has changed for me in the way I see you or want to do silly stuff with you. Actually I am really happy we’re still like that. Jesse: Yeah, so am I. James: [...] Jesse: Sooo, cuddles are still okay? James: Of course they are. I mean if you don’t mind that that now happens especially in the early times. Jesse: It’s not like I moved in with you, brick. James: haha Jesse: Let’s go upstairs, If I look at our chests we’re both hard. James: JESSE!

Jesse opened the door and we slowly made our way inside. 

Sarah: What the actual? Jesse: I can explain, it’s just a bad dream and, and Sarah: Ugh spoil me the trip, Just go to bed. James: Thank you. Sarah: Well, that kid surely won’t bring boredom to this place.

[barry2018-2023]

idk I have therapy in a week im gonna go in there and be like "pls help me get motivated all my crops are dying literally"

[stylesstudiesrainbows]

Apparently lizzo covered adore you? But I can't???? Find it??????? Anywhere???????????

[phocids]

Am I getting worse at the game or is bachelor day 6 hard as fuck

[alexkablob]

My sister: what do you want for chri-

Me: CLOTHES

[mesuikis]

I'd nominate myself to be your cat boy, only condition is you're gentle with me! nya~

OwO of course my dear

im not too rough of dom anyways 

[dooplissss]

in case its not obvious, please send me any good fix-it fics you can

[mundanemagic]

[theoreticslut]

🖋 headcanons/blurbs

Putting Eddie's hair in a ponytail or a bun 🤤

Yes yes yes! I love this idea so much 🥰💗

「 tying eddie’s hair back 」

eddie munson x fem reader

requested: yes

warnings: implied suggestiveness, sarcasm, pet names (darling)

-believe or not Eddie’s very touchy about his hair

-he doesn’t like people touching it

-except when it’s you

-will literally melt when you comb your fingers through it

-trying to keep it as knot-free as possible

-massaging his scalp as you do

-loves when you play with his curls

-becomes such a blushing mess whenever you twirl a stand around your finger

-& he lowkey loves whenever you tug at the strands when kissing or getting into things

-but when you tie it back for him one day he absolutely loses it

-it’s a hot, humid day in the middle of summer

-& the fans and open windows aren’t doing anything to cool the air in the trailer

-you’re lying in eddie’s bed in a pair of denim shorts & a cropped tank still sweating

-eddie is beside you in an old tee and jeans playing his guitar

-how he’s not seemingly dying of heat you’re not sure

-but it doesn’t stop you from watching him as he plays

-his focus solely on the strings and notes

-you’ve been watching him shove his hair back from time to time

-sometimes from his forehead, sometimes from his face as he tucks it behind his ear

-but you didn’t think it was bothering him that much 

-not until he lets out a huff & drops his guitar in his lap

-“why is it so hot?! I feel like I can’t breathe over here”

-“you are in jeans, eds” You point out

-he pouts frustratedly

-“I’m not putting shorts on. I’m not even sure I own shorts”

-“and I’m not taking my shirt of either. You’ll just be ogling me all day”

-he’s quick to answer your suggestion before it even leaves your lips

-“as if I’m the insatiable one in the relationship, eddie” You retort

- a smirk on your lips as he chuckles

-falling into the easy conversation leads eddie to lean his guitar against his makeshift bedside table

-stretching out beside you with a smile afterwards

-you take a moment to look at him

-propped up on your forearm

-before suggesting he tie his hair back

-which is when he gives you a confused look

-“tie my hair back?”

-“Mhm. You know, like with a hair elastic? A hair tie? That thing made specifically for tying hair back?”

-he rolls his eyes at you before leaning up to your level

-“I know what a hair tie is, darling”

-“then go get one”

-you melt as he smiles and chuckles

-shaking his head at you

-“I don’t have any”

-you cock your head at him

-surprised he doesn’t have any given his head of hair

-& the fact that you’re over here all the time

-with a shake of your head you lean over the end of the bed to grab your bag

-you find a hair tie before moving back over to your boyfriend

-ordering him to sit up

-which is when you take a seat behind him on your knees

-you carefully run your fingers through his hair

-making to catch all of his strands before you make a makeshift pony

-twisting the base & the ends of his hair

-wrapping his hair up into a bun as you secure it with the hair elastic

-you pull out a few framing pieces of hair once it’s up

-partly because it looks good

-& partly because it won’t feel as tight against his scalp

-“there. having your hair off the back of your neck should help cool you down a bit”

-he gets up to look at the updo in his mirror

-smiling as he comes back to the bed to kiss you

-he actually kind of likes it

-& he does already feel cooler

-but mainly he just loves that you did it for him

-“thank you”

-“of course, eddie. now keep playing for me, please?”

-he shakes his head at you with a smile

-before he leans down and presses a kiss to your lips

-“how about we go get some ice cream, instead?”

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[streetsandsodiumlights]

this is my list of characters.... someone pls send me writing prompts or ask questions about them cause im experiencing a Major Block and just need to talk my way thru it