#i want a bravery sticker lol

[thomine]

TELL ME 5 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF!

(Let's try and pass this thing on) And after you finish, tag five different people just to tell them how much you appreciate them for being with you on this platform! <3

thank you @sarcasticqueerblob for the tag! decided to make my own post because the original post is long & my contributions will make it worse, HAHA.

i tag @paimonial-rage @mimi-cee-genshin @andromeda-nova-writing @pen-observing @dustofthedailylife (just nice. i only know 5 people on his hellsite AHDJSJDJSJKD. no pressure btw)

i can only write chronologically. by that i mean in the order the fic will be read. i've tried writing the middle or end before the beginning, but it didn’t click with me.

most of my works were written while i’m travelling. i love being alone for long train/bus rides because it’s the perfect pause to retreat to my inner world.

i started reading fanfics on wattpad in 2013. i don’t remember how i found reader inserts, but it’s wattpad. so… :P

i draw! it’s not great, but it’s something. now i just got to dip my toes into music production (e.g. lo-fi, instrumentals) and then i can take the first step to be the triple threat younger me always wanted to be for storytelling.

i started a tumblr in… early 2010s? unfortunately, i deactivated that account, which would have been an amazing time capsule. i wasn’t thinking much when i let it go.

#signboard fun #from a cursory glance of ur blog i think u read the tags so i’ll write a more personalised reply here!! #esp since ppl might reblog this post to add their own facts #idw them to have a personalised reply in their reblogs LOLOL #THANK U SM FOR TAGGING ME!! i’m actually so 😭😭😭 to know you like my works?? i only have like. 2 LOL #and i wldnt say they’re the most popular among the gi reader insert community (i write for a niche audience which is me LOL) #but then i saw u also tagged CRY*CULUS???? i’m such a big fan of them too #to be tagged with someone i also admire is so mind blowing!!!! #they r part of my fanfiction spine fr fr. i remember stumbling on their older works and being mindblown at their ability to finish a story #finish it WELL too. then guard dog (touma) dropped and i read it all in one sitting and CRIED. man. #i want to evoke such emotions in my readers as well!! #anyways sorry rambling aside‚ i admire your bravery to tag me!! #if u ever wanna chat my discord is thignari. let’s be friends <3!! #oh but i am an adult tho so like if that makes u uncomfy then u know what to do AHHAHA #idk ur age so to play safe i shan’t make the first move of being friends hahahaha #ALSO FUN FACT did you know i have the telegram sticker pack for ur pfp pic #the sticker pack is 领结猫 which translates to bow tie cat and every single sticker is my favourite

[colorisbyshe]

the thing about modern lgbt identity politics is… it’s just that. identity is about the word you choose rather than a material reality. “oh i just chose pan because the flag is prettier and i guess gender doesn’t really matter to me idk.” okay how does that have a distinct material reality from bisexuality

lesbian, gay, bi, trans, and nonbinary tell you actual information about how a person lives and how they wish to be perceived, received, and responded to. “i’m ace and because of how this word has been watered down in the last two decades, i might be down to fuck” tells me nothing. new ways to be bisexual aren’t being invented and yet every week there’s a new word for it, none of them actually saying anything new. we have new flags being shit out every other day, a good percent of them just a remix of one deemed problematic a month prior. i think i saw someone arguing about the saturation percent of the new “gay man” flag.

and it really does all just stem from privilege. if you haven’t fought to exist as you are, it’s all just a fun label—a “hi my name is” sticker on your pin covered jacket. it’s a t shirt you bought on target or etsy if you’re radical, lol. there’s no political heft or bravery or meaning.

like… no one is out there fighting for your right to… be bisexual but like in “i like genders equally like way. there is no separate panphobia besides bisexuals pointing out the label sucks. ace activism is jsut people online correcting other well meaning people who said ace means you don’t want sex to say “actually some of us love to fuck” and the rest of it is people harassing lgbt people who don’t want to hang out with cishets

because that’s all the lgbt community is to a lot of you… it’s a place to hang out. it’s a form of social capitol with gen z where the more identities you collect, the cooler you are. it isn’t defiant. it doesn’t define how you act, it’s just a badge of quirky dishonor.

just like TERF is a word you smear onto others because it’s just that—a word to toss around to win internet beefs, no concern for the actual cost of transmisogyny, the literal death count.

and i’m so fucking of people pretending it’s petty to care about this. to watch lgbt people throw around slurs because they’re just a new word they learned and they’ve never felt the weight of it. to watch people focus more on create hyper specific words to describe their abstract feelings than they do on liberation and rebellion. it’s all just words… words on a screen for most of you.

it’s so fucking pathetic and self centered and vapid. what’s the point?

so you made a new word for being attracted to multiple genders and you think you invented being attracted to nonbinary people… okay… how does that affect legislation? accessibility? homeless shelters, scholarships, PrEP access, clean needles, lgbt specific hotlines…

so many words and yet nothing is being said

[notveryglittery]

so @/dysaniadisorder​ posted this really cute zoom moxiety art and then i posted some selfies in a discord server and the reactions from that + this moxiety art got me feeling even more Fluffy than usual so here’s a very rambly au that i stream of consciousness wrote in half an hour lol 

idk about anyone else, but i had a pen pal through english class in middle school for a little while. so what if, patton and virgil meeting through being pen pals. patton's letters are as bubbly as his stories, he includes stickers on the pages and the envelope, and uses *so many* exclamation marks. virgil meanwhile, tends to write very little and mostly just in reaction to whatever patton said. because sure, the letters are sent to the school and they've been told not to give away personal information, but y'know... Just In Case.

except for one towards the end of the program, when patton really doesn't want to lose contact with virgil, so he shares his instagram. and he says no pressure of course i dont even know if you have an instagram but here it is if you ever wanna try to keep talking. and bc roman's his best friend, of course virgil has instagram (ugh). so of course he checks patton's profile. and oh *no* he's as cute as his bubbly handwriting and his stories and stickers and exclamation marks

virgil's never really mentioned this whole pen pal thing to roman, because roman's english teacher did not sign her class up for it and he knows roman would be jealous. but he made the mistake of checking patton's profile in roman's presence and if anyone's going to notice a Gay Panic™, it's roman

so of course roman grills virgil and virgil caves bc like what?? else is he gonna do?? but anyway, roman hits the follow button for virgil but then virgil throws his phone across the room and breaks it so can we get an f in the chat

meanwhile patton's studying with his step-brother logan when he gets a little chime from his phone and? oh a new instagram follow that's neat, who's [insert cool username for virgil]? except of course virgil's profile is private so patton has to follow back to see any photos. except virgil's phone is busted! bummer

cue virgil not getting a new phone for a week or two bc idk he's in trouble for breaking the old one to begin with and by the time he finally does get a new one, he totally spaces on installing instagram. so it's like a month and a half later when roman asks him why the heck he hasn't been liking roman's pictures that virgil remembers. and then he also remembers patton. *oh god patton* how could he ever forget, he is a fool, and patton probably hates him now, or he must be super worried, bc the pen pal program is over so they havent been writing and then he just disappeared off the face of the planet which?? well patton should have expected it a little because he did say it would be okay if virgil didnt want to keep in contact but *oh god patton*

virgil installs instagram and finds patton's follow request (and like 32 comments from roman demanding that virgil like his photos what kind of best friend is he smh)

and he accepts it 

and then while he's still riding his bravery high, he messages patton "hey it's virgil" and then Very Calmly sets his phone down before screaming into a pillow

meanwhile patton's busy cheering logan on at his swim meet but this does mean that he's posting all sorts of encouraging cheesy stuff to his story which means virgil is already getting a sneak peak into patton's life and wait oh my GOD is that his voice???????

virgil is very gay and he is having a Time

anyway patton also almost breaks his phone when he sees the follow request approved *and* the message!!! because lowkey , he considers virgil a pretty close friend!! he vented in some of those pen pal letters! said some things he couldn't bring himself to say to anyone else. and virgil was always so patient and kind and reminded him of all the good things to help and balance out the bad things.

so y'know, fast forward thru lots of instagram interactions. messaging each other late into the night. virgil always liking patton's photos and leaving a single "💜" comment on every one. they talk about roman - and how he's virgil's best friend and he may be dramatic and loud but he's reliable and genuine - and they talk about logan - and how patton wouldn't know anywhere near as much as he does w/out him and how they have sleepovers in the basement every saturday.

and fast forward to moving on from instagram to discord, and joining servers of fandoms they're both in. making a server for themselves + roman + logan (and *oh boy,* introducing roman and logan). sending silly memes and posts that "made me think of you", late night texting that ends with one sending the final “i guess you fell asleep, sweet dreams <3″ message, and the other sending the “oops i did, good morning <3″ message in return 

and sure, roman might post pictures on instagram of himself and virgil, but virgil's always half-in half-out of frame or he's blurry or he's looking away. and so one day, he posts a selfie in their friend server because he's just got his hair dyed purple and he's *so excited* and patton. patton didnt even have time to prepare can we get an f in the chat

there are a LOT of keysmashes and hearts lol

roman is still laughing by the time patton manages to calm down. patton sort of flat out demands for a group video call aljsdf

logan and roman, all this time obviously because they can't be out done, have already had plenty of personal voice and video calls themselves. sometimes it's just to help roman run lines or help logan study for a test. but they have been on the receiving end of patton and virgil gushing about their respective crushes so they're in full support of this tbh

so they set up a group video call that night, roman and logan like immediately muting themselves bc let's be real we all know the real reason behind this. patton is gushing about virgil and virgil's hair like, right off the bat, and virgil is slowly but surely disappearing into his hoodie and the lighting in his room isn't very good, but gosh patton is *melting* and then

and THEN

patton pauses to finally drink out of his cooling hot cocoa and virgil takes the opportunity to clear his throat and sit up a little out of his hoodie cocoon and says thank you

and y'all we thought virgil was all Gay Panic™ when he saw patton's face in photos for the first time? and then he broke his phone when roman followed patton for him?

patton does a spit take and chokes on his hot cocoa and kind of maybe shorts out his laptop ajsdkjhsf

because we gotta go full circle baby

roman disappears from view on his camera because he just rolled off the bed he's laughing so hard

you know logan definitely anticipated this, so he's been on best buy's website this whole time, ready to find laptops on sale / schedule an appointment to get patton's laptop fixed

and uuuhhhh yeah :) pen pals to friends to lovers long distance moxiety, with background probably-qpr logince because that's the Vibe i'm getting. with bonus best friends prinxiety and familial logicality!! thanks for reading :D 

#sanders sides fan fiction #moxiety #romantic moxiety #patton sanders #virgil sanders #platonic prinxiety #moxiety fan fiction #dani writes

[2k18leo]

Insane in the Mama Train notes:

((Spoilers))

- oh wow that opening shot looks exactly like an opening shot in the 2012 series. Bruh I’m so not ready for this episode. I’m sWEATING

- He can glide. That’s awesome

- “Two birds in love”

- Oh shit is he gonna kill that bird

- APRIL LOOKS SO BADASS

- they’re teaming up? That’s so awesome

- Wow this is REALLY underground huh

- Oh okay good so the boys are on their way— oh never mind

- Whoa they have panic buttons. That’s what the emblems are ?? That’s badass I love it

- I love Splinter admiring her bravery

- Awwwww sad babies. Stop making me SOB

- Oh whoa what. The scroll is mystical too.

- THATS 2012 SPLINTER OMG. GENIUS

- since that is indeed 2012 Splinter, we can only assume that the others are the other incarnations of Splinter. It would have been cool to see all the old versions in the new style

- Serious Raph. I love that

- Oh hey we haven’t seen that dude since the pilot. I wondered if we were ever actually gonna see them again (the mystical jogger guys)

- Big Mama is flirty with Baron

- “Tamato clan”

- Oh. They’re stickers. Not paint

- This training montage had to have happened super fast because it’s all going down while April is loading the train lol

- They just look so badass I could cry

- Foot face gushing over his work after April asks is too cute

- HE PATS HER HEAD THATS PRECIOUS

- Yeah Splinter I’m crying too

- They’re faces when they’re being serious are too funny

- HE PUSHES THEM OFF THE ROOF

- “I’m trying to get sWOLE” 😂😂

- “I jinxed myself”

- Yeah, Brute, they got haircuts

- That’s super cool with the buttons thing

- Foot Recruit is me when working out

- I love the cucumbers are real and just photoshopped on 😂

- I AM SO PROUD OF THESE BOYS AND THEIR FIGHTING SKILLS. THEYVE COME SO FAR 😭

- Honestly this button door is SO COOL I WANT ONE

- HAHAHAHAH RECRUIT AND RAPH JUST WAVING AT EACH OTHER HAS ME WHEEZING

- Omg someone please tell me who that voice is of the dude talking about taxes. It’s driving me CRAZY

- THEYRE MIND MELDING WHAT. THATS SO FUCKING AWESOME

- I SO WANT THEM TO USE THAT IN THE FUTURE

- “sOmeOnE tElL mE wHaT wE’rE dOiNgGGggg!!!” DEAD

- Foot Lieutenant is such a child

- Oh shit when Draxum said “how sweet” this show turned into an ANIME SO FAST

- STOP HURTING THEM OMFG MY BABIES

- Overall, this is now my favorite episode. There was not one thing I didn’t like about it

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tmnt leonardo #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #leonardo #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #tmnt raph #tmnt raphael #tmnt mikey #tmnt michelangelo #leo #raph #raphael #donnie #donatello #mikey #michelangelo #ninja turtles #tmnt 2k18 #rottmnt spoilers #my post

[littleleighxo]

2/19/2021, Friday Vibes ❄️

Happy Friday Everyone!

This week went by SO fast! Can not believe it’s already Friday! How was everyone’s week? Hope you all had a great week! For me, my week went fine! Kudos to my social media blowing up on my posts, for my dads retirement on Tuesday & my tribute yesterday for the late Angela Raiola better known as Big Ang. Thank you all for the love! I appreciate it SO much! Vitural hugs! It’s another snow day here in NY. It became a mini Antarctica like I said in my last blog. I am SO over the snow & cold weather. Wish it can finally be spring! Love spring! One of my favorite seasons aside from fall. Tonight for dinner my family & I had pizza! Pizza is one of my favorite foods! Tonight we ordered pizza from Krispys, which is one of my family & Is favorite pizzeria. If you live in Dyker Heights, you will definitely know Krispys Lol! As I am doing this blog, I am sipping on a hot cup of 3 Ballerina Tea, for a healthy cleanse & detox. While I am listening to “Ain’t Too Proud, To Beg” on Broadway, the rise & fame of the Temptations. I listen to any type of music as I said in one of my blogs. This morning, I worked out as always! I work out every morning, regardless of how much sleep I’ve had from the night before. I feel like working out in the morning is a perfect way to get your heart pumping & blood flowing. Ideal way to wake the body up too. Working out is a great way to start the day & amazing self care too for me. Always puts my mind at ease too. Yet I am still craving for Doritos lol! If I had to pick two flavors that I love one is the nacho one which is definitely the OG flavor, sweet chili, & spicy nacho ones too. The reason why I am craving for them is from my work out today as Maria & I was texting back & forth about them, remising our senior year. Though she was more into the cool ranch flavor, which is my least favorite. I am sure every senior girl in high school can relate to this one, school supplies was a pens, five or a three subject notebook, text books, chapstick, keys & a book in their purse, tote bag or a mini backpack. Or it’s probably a New York “thing”. I would love to hear your out & imput on that. In my senior year, I am still the same person I am today at the age of 32. Being “cool & popular” came natural to me growing up all the way till now in my 30s. Key words, Just be yourself, keep it real, be genuine/authentic, be down to earth, be loyal & just be kind. Make your life, SO worth living! Of course have & maintain a positive attitude! Plus focus on the good, manifest in your self. Treat others how they want to be treated. All simple rules. More like life according to me. Like what the late Robin Williams said in the movie Jack, at the high school graduation part, always makes me choke up. “Make your life spectacular”. Also today Maria asked me “Are you a feminist?”. I replied back saying “Yes & damn proud of it”. I even ordered my 6 in a half year old cousin (Ella) who will be turning 7 in March, stickers of encouraging, empowering stickers on how to become a pro feminist like me. Though she does chant saying “The future is female”.I did speak of this in my previous blog, here is a little recap “It’s SO extremely important to have a strong female lead to look up to & idolize. Kind of like saying & ask yourself those questions “I inspire, aspire, strive to be & why?”. It could be the most simplest answer, like I look up to that person cause she is kind. For me I look for higher traits like her ambition, strength, courage, bravery, heroism, being an advocate, a lawyer. Any career, a man can do is a woman career too. After this pandemic finally comes to an end. I made up my mind, once this pandemic ends. I am going to retake my 75 hour course to become a licensed realtor yet again lol! Last time I took that course was in 2019, but felt like I was being rushed from moving out of my old house into my new house. I do want to specialize in short sales better known as foreclosure specialist. SO, I wrote a lot as always! Hope you all love & enjoy these blogs too. Be kind & subscribe! Keep the faith. Xoxo Much Love! 💕✨💗

#lifestyle

[tellywoodtrash]

ishqbaaz 31.08.17 lb

i see all the vegetables in the world there, but not the one he asked for: asparagus. 😐😐😐

anika (holding a head of broccoli): “mujhe pata bhi nahi tha ki aisi rang ki gobi bhi hoti hai!”

hahahahahahahaha omggggggg 🤣🤣🤣🤣

aaaah, finally a longstanding question has been cleared up: anika was never the person cooking for her catering business. she was probably logistics. couldn’t be the finance part either, considering how much she sucks at math. 😕😕😕 

the only thing rudra knows to make: protein shake 😆😆😆

even rudra doesn’t know what ratatouille is. 😐😐😐

rudra knows french! (well, he took classes. the amount he KNOWS is debatable. 😶😶😶) 

OMG NO DON’T JUST BOIL EVERYTHING. LORD JUST FIND A RECIPE IN ENGLISH YOU FUCKING IDIOT 😩😩😩😩

this is why gauri should have been here. she’s a whiz with internet chaachi. 🤓🤓🤓

meanwhile bhaiyya and bhavya have set up kitchen in the bar/pool area. 

bhavya’s pondering upon a potato like she’s never seen one before. 😆😆😆

bhavya, if you think shivaay’s even ventured anywhere near chowpatty, even by mistake, you don’t know this man at all. 😒😒😒

shivaay is overly confident about winning this challenge despite never having tasted chowpatty waali pav bhaaji or even seen it being made. 😐😐😐

secret weapon: khanna, here to help boss out by DESCRIBING the dish to him. 😊😊😊

“khaasiyat kya hai uski?” “thodi bohut ret, thoda paseena, dhool-mitti...”

LMAO MEANWHILE ANIKA AND RUDRA AND THEIR RATATOUILLE. THERE’S A GREEN BEAN OR SOME SUCH THING JUST STICKING STRAIGHT OUTTA THE PAN LIKE IT’S TRYING TO ESCAPE. 🤣🤣🤣

rudra refuses to taste the mess because “low sodium diet”. also coz MAIN THURSDAY KO VEG NAHI KHAATA. lol, yeh kaunsa anokha vrat hai rudra mere bhai????? 😂😂😂

ok shivaay’s done with his dish. looks normal enough, but bhavya seems to be hesitant to eat. oh boy, whyyyyyyyy? 🤔🤔🤔

khanna is bali ka bakraaaaaa. 😆😆😆

oh lord. it sucks. 

LMAO khanna’s excuses to avoid a second tasting: “main darr gaya” and “jaise log duty pe peetein nahi hai, main khaata nahi hoon.” 

bro, i can’t stoppppp laughing at this: 

lmaooooo khanna is killing it today. 😆😆😆

WAIT. SHIVAAY’S BHAJI DOESN’T HAVE MIRCH MASALAA HALDI? THE FUCK IS EVEN IN IT THEN? 😟😟😟

“noooo. i want it to be low in sodium.”

ok jaahil insaan - none of those things have sodium in them. 😒😒😒

WHY WON’T YOU TASTE YOUR OWN DAMN FOOD SHIVAAY 😑😑😑

hahahaha bhavya’s desperate look at khannaaaaa 😂😂😂

poor bhavya. poor poor bhavya. 😐😐😐

BHAVYA FINALLY SPITS OUT THE TRUTH. (and the food.) 😅😅😅

shivaay in desperation. bhavya resolves to make him win though. 

LMAO MEANWHILE, ANIKA’S DISH IS CHANGING COLOURS? 

rudra (at dish): “tu kyun girgit ki tarah rang badal raha hai mere bhai???” 🤣🤣🤣

achcha, rudra’s khuraafati dimaag is also thinking of something to make bhaabi win. 

ohhhhhhhh boy, these two are gonna fuck up the other’s dish EVEN MORE than they already are. 😬😬😬

ok fwding these two ka lameness 🙄🙄🙄

why does shivaay’s BHAJI look like THAT? 😟😟😟

LMAO OF COURSE BHAVYA PUTS ANDAS INTO THE DISH 😂😂😂

aaaaaaaand rudra’s adding.... sugar? 😐😐😐

why’s shivaay dressed like missing (spirit) brother mahi ve? 😐😐😐

still better than some of his other weird af suits. 😗😗😗

ok eye fucking shuru. get a room you two. 😒😒😒

also, i know the outcome of this game already. both are gonna eat the other’s shitty food and declare it amazing, because love. how corny. 🙄🙄🙄

bhavya’s actually wearing a little sticker saying “team shivaay” 

i bet these were already lying around the house, knowing how competitive this fucker is 😕😕😕

LMAO DADI WON’T EVEN LET THEM *EYE* FUCK. DADI, WHY SUCH A HARDASS? 😣😣😣

ugh ok can we get this nonsense over with. i wanna see rikara kick ghost ass over this nonsense??????// 😑😑😑

OH SHUT UP BILLU. POINTS COOKING KE LIYE HAI. DISH KA NAAM RATTA MAARNE KE LIYE NAHI 😒😒😒

oh is this why he’s dressed like mahi? coz CHOWPATTY style? 😐😐😐

WHAT? HOW DID THE DISH CHANGE? that’s a fucking salad?  😕😕😕 

“khaana zaroori hai dadi?” 

lmaooooo both of them and their confidence in each other’s cooking. 😆😆😆 

OH MY GOD COULD THIS TAKE LONGER. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKING EAT AND FINISH. 😫😫😫😫

god yesssssss finallllllyyyy, rikara are here! 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

“MAIN BHOOT NAHI HOOOOOOOOOOOON!” lmaooo 😂😂😂

i love how the bhoot dude is patiently WAITING for these two to get their shit together. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

gauri’s realization and bravery on realizing that they’re not bhoots.

OMFG THE WAY SHE SQUEALED “YEH TOH CHIROTE HAI HUMEIN LOOTNE AAYE HAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” how is she soooo fucking adorable omg imma die from how cute she is 😍😍😍😍

omkara is ready to roll over and comply but gauri, channeling bhaujai, vows to do TAI TAI PHISSSSS! 😈😈😈

lmaoooooo omkiiii talking in a whole different direction coz he’s been blinded. 😂😂😂

omkara’s done with the comedy at THAT KINDA BS TALK ABOUT UTHAOING HIS GIRL. 😡😡😡

ok will these fuckers just eatttttt whatever the f, i don’t even care about this stupid challenge anymore. 🙄🙄🙄

“bohut hiiii EXOTIC hai. kya banaaaya hai! KYAAAA???? banaya hai????” LMAO 🤣🤣🤣🤣

anika at least has the consolation of the pav being majority of the bite she took. 😕😕😕

also fully called it. both praising the shitty food. much to rudra/bhavya’s confusion. 🙄🙄🙄

OUFF PICK A DAMN WINNER ALREADY I WANNA SEE RIKARA 😫😫😫😫

oh dadi already knows the food sucks? 🤔🤔🤔

and billu’s been hiding the galtiyaan in anika’s cooking since waaaaaaaaay back, so.... 😕😕😕

ASLI JEET ISHQBAAZI KI HUI WHAT THE FUCK WHO CARES I WANT A REAL WINNER DADI UGH YOU SUCK 😤😤😤

awwwwww billu’s cuteass congratulations hug. what a cupcakeeee. 😚😚😚😚😚😚

ugh pinkyyyyy’s back. 

aaaaaaaaaand billu’s OUT. 😤😤😤

GOD MORE TEJLANA NONSENSE 😑😑

daaaaaamn omkara fully going matt murdoch and kicking ass while blind. what a man! 😯😯😯

LMAO GAURI STILL YELLING DIRECTIONS AT HIM JUST TO FUCK WITH HIM LOL 😆😆😆

omggggg yesssssss, i love when male lead is like LEMME TEACH YOU A LESSON (WITH SEXYNESS AND ROMANCE!) 😯😯😯😍😍😍

haaaaye my babiessssss. best part of this: no awkwardnessss. gauri’s staring at him totally adoringly. 😍😍😍

same, gauri. #SAME. 

“mujhe bewakoof bana rahi ho?”

“woh... hum... hum...”

“woh kya? woh kyaaa?”

ugh howwww hot is heeeeee with his bedroom eyes and sexy deep voice, hahaha fuckkkkkk meeeee. 😍😍😍😚😚😚

“hum masti kar rahe the!”

“masti kar rahi thi?”

fwding the tejlana garbaaaage. 

lol rudra bhavya return to the scene of crime. 😆😆😆

taste testtttttttttttttt. 

lmaooooooooo their faces. 😂😂😂

ouff dadi and her lecture time. fuck this nonsense. 😒😒😒

“dadi maine bohut saari stages aur hadhein paar kar li hai.”

rudra, no need for that kinda talk in front of DADI, come on. 😟😟😟

OK FUCK YOUUUUUUUUU AND YOUR PATRIARCHAL BS RUDRA. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO EVEN SAY THIS SHIT TO A GIRL YOU’RE NOT EVEN IN A FUCKING RELATIONSHIP WITH. 😡😡😡

what happened to their car? why do they need another one? 🤔🤔🤔

“yeh toh mera farz tha.” “kyun?”

time for omki to start doing “woh, main, actually...” ad infinitum. 🙄🙄🙄

wrong answer, omki. i mean, you SHOULD help out any girl in need, but that’s not what SHE wanted to hear. 😔😔

oooooh pointed and snarky retort from gauri. idiot boy omki. 😑😑😑

fwding the tejlana nonsense as usual. 🙄🙄🙄

what kinda stupid challenge is this now? ouff these challenges are hella annoying. so childish and amateur. 😑😑😑

LOL BILLU’S IMITATION OF ANIKA 🤣🤣🤣

points deducted from anika for not breaking the phone. 😆😆😆

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Black Hole Meets Shooting Star (Chapter 3)

A/N: i’ve kind of been putting off my homework to write this fic lol but I'm just so excited for it! i have some exciting plans, but am trying to get the beginning established so that action to come later will be more justified and kind of make sense. this chapter isn’t super action-packed, but it’s good at establishing scenery and idk i just kinda like it. 

not to tell you how to live your life, but you should probably read chapter 2 first

also: you can read the whole story on wattpad here :)

summary: Dan is so sick of everybody treating Phil Lester like some untouchable prince at school. Phil wears the same flower crowns and pastels Dan was heavily bullied for, but gets no grief. Dan would give anything to have Phil’s life, something that, in his eyes, is just perfect. Phil, the distant daydreamer, walks around, paying little attention to anybody but himself. He’s the person that Dan just loves to hate. That is, until Phil finds him after getting beaten up and takes him back to his place to get him cleaned up. Maybe Dan learns that there’s more to this Phil Lester kid than what meets the eye, and maybe all the distant boy’s daydreaming is just a distraction from the horrors of every day life.

genre: angst, fluff

warning: dan is n-o-s-y like omg dan can u chill out for 0.5 seconds pls, mentions of earlier vomit?? for like one line ur gonna probably be fine lol

word count: 1,814

Chapter 3:

The door to the kitchen swung open with ease. As I walked in, I immediately noticed how incredibly clean it was. It totally put my kitchen to shame. There wasn’t a dish in sight, all of them stashed away in the dark cupboards above the granite counter. The only thing sitting on the counter was a box of envelopes, neatly filed away. The kitchen looked like it was straight out of a home renovation magazine. There was a silver fridge with a long note pinned onto it by a small yellow magnet. I couldn’t resist peeking at it. 

The note read:

“Hey Phil!

We’re so proud of you, and we know that you must be a little freaked out, but we know you’ll be fine! We’re only going to be gone for a week, and we are confident that you’ll be alright. The box on the counter has all things you might need to know in the case of an emergency, including contacts. Don’t forget to lock the doors, there should be plenty of food labeled in the fridge.

Make sure to call every night so that we can check in on you. If you have a friend who can stay over, that would be fine by us as long as you try and get to school every day and stay safe. You’re going to be fine.

XOXO,

Mum and Dad”

His parents were clearly very protective of him, but many parents were. Still, the note, clearly supposed to be comforting rather than instructions, was a little strange in itself. His parents were congratulating his bravery staying home alone? They must have cared a lot about him. He was probably an only child.

I would have killed to have parents who cared so much. Yeah, if I got seriously hurt my mum would worry about me, but it seemed like nothing to the extent of Phil’s family’s concern for their teenaged son who would be home alone for like a week. I was alone most of the time, so I was used to microwaved meals and the loneliness that accompanied most dinner times.

Looking through the box, there were instructions for everything you could have possibly imagined. They ranged from break ins to a wild hamster bearing rabies running into the house. Each envelope was clearly labeled with colorful stickers, his parents must have been pretty paranoid to put so much time into something like that. Did they not realize that he was a teenager who could, for the most part, do things himself without burning the house down. I supposed that some parents were just like that.

I went through another door, this one leading to a dimly lit hallway. The walls were burgundy, but the ceiling was the same too-bright white that the bathroom’s ceiling and the kitchen’s walls. At the end of the hall, there was a window, the only source of light in the narrow space, and a small table below it. There were 4 doors, 2 on each side of the hall. I slowly opened the first on the right.  

It was probably Phil’s parents’ room. The walls were painted a light tan and there was a large king bed with a dark brown comforter on it in the left corner of the room. A bedside table was next to it, with two framed pictures propped up and a bowl of stationary tools. The first was a picture of who I assumed to be Phil’s parents with a boy who looked to be a bit older than Phil, but looked strikingly similar to him. There were mountains in the background, and they smiled like a happy family. I couldn’t help but feel a longing when looking at the photo. His parents looked so fondly at who I assumed to be Phil’s brother.

The second picture was Phil’s school photo from last year. I snorted a little, they clearly had a favorite son. While the picture of them as a family was adorable, it was just hilarious that they had a fully framed picture of Phil and not any of the other family members.

I heard the door open behind me. I’d been caught being nosy. I spun around to see Phil looking at me, slightly panicked.

“What are you doing in here?” he asked, his voice a little deeper than before.

“I-I’m sorry, I was just wandering around and I got lost,” I stuttered, “I can go now, I’m really sorry.”

“No, it’s fine. I don’t mind you being here, it’s just my parents’ room,” he stood there awkwardly, just kind of looking at me. We stood in silence, just sort of coexisting. I cleared my throat.

“So, uh, where was this taken?” I didn’t care much, but the silence was making me uncomfortable.

“I’m not sure,” he replied softly, fidgeting with his shirt. His eyes darted around the room, never resting on anything for too long. I kind of just stood there, not knowing what else to say.

“Is that your brother?” I was trying to save the dying conversation because I had no idea what else to do. Phil looked up at me.

“Yeah, Martyn’s 2 years older than me, off at boarding school,” Phil’s tone was lighter, actually looking me in the eyes as he answered.

“Really, that’s cool. I have a brother too. How long ago was the picture taken?” If his brother was only 2 years older than him, then it must have been fairly recent, as Martyn still looked slightly older than Phil in it. Phil began to fidget again.

“I’m not sure,” he breathed, so quietly that it was a miracle I’d understood at all. I decided to drop it, he seemed to be kind of uncomfortable.

“So, where are your parents at?” I didn’t want to give away that I’d read the note on the fridge, he already thought that I was nosy enough.

“They’re visiting some famous French doctor,” he almost seemed annoyed, “but I don’t really understand why that would take a whole week.” Why would they need to visit a doctor in France? I felt a sinking feeling inside of me, maybe somebody in his family was sick. Maybe it was his brother, and he was getting treatment in the “boarding school” he was at. It would explain why he’d gotten so shut out when I asked him about Martyn. God, I was a terrible person. I decided not to pry.

“God, that must have sounded horrible. None of my family is dying of disease, my parents are just doctors, so they like to meet with other doctors,” Phil chuckled a little, and I breathed out a sigh of relief. He looked at me apologetically, “I’m sorry, that reminded me, I’ve gotta call my parents to put them at ease. You can keep wandering around if you want, just don’t go opening any drawers you shouldn’t.” Had he just winked at me? He turned and walked out the door. Left standing alone, I decided to keep looking around.

I went to the room across the hall. The handle didn’t budge when I tried to open it. At this point, I had two options. I could have either left it alone as it was probably locked for a reason or used the paperclip I’d seen in Phil’s parents’ room. I went back to get the paper clip.

It was a fairly easy lock to pick, pretty standard. I was in within a matter of minutes. The room’s walls were painted black. The duvet on the bed in the corner of the room was checkered black and white. The bed was neatly made, the bedside table having accumulated a thick layer of dust. Muse, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, and Green Day Posters were all over the walls. The closet was full of band tee-shirts and black clothing. His brother reminded me of myself. I was sure I’d get along well with Martyn.

I was a little surprised that that was Martyn’s room. In the picture, he’d been wearing pretty bright clothes, it was hard to believe that the same boy in the picture owned all that black. I guess everybody went through their emo phase at some point or another.

“Jesus, when I said you could wander, I didn’t realize you’d go into the locked rooms as well,” Phil was back. He was back and he’d just caught me after breaking into his brother’s room. I turned around.

“We have to stop meeting like this,” I tried to make it sound lighthearted, but Phil’s expression was much more upset than he’d been when I’d gone into his parents’ room, “Is this Martyn’s room?” He looked distant again, and that scared me more than the anger I’d seen behind his eyes just a moment before.

“Nobody lives here,” he stated monotonously. He was back to the Phil Lester from school. He was back to the robot I’d seen him as too many times. He gestured to me, “Follow me, I can give you a ride home.” I followed him through the house to his car, climbing in. It was later than I thought. How long had I been unconscious for? The sun was already down.

I could still smell my vomit from earlier. Gross. It was a long, silent car ride. The tension was so thick I could slice through it with a knife. We just went by wordlessly. I thought about how much Phil had helped me, and felt bad about breaking into the locked bedroom. I’d overstepped my boundaries. Maybe it wasn’t right to have hated this boy who showed me nothing but compassion. It didn’t change the fact that I envied his life, with doctors for parents and everybody treating him kindly. His emo brother was away at boarding school, so he didn’t have to deal with him. He was clearly the favorite child. He pulled up to my house.

“Hey, thanks for everything. If it weren’t for you, I’d still probably be bleeding and slumped over a tree,” I couldn’t put into words how much I appreciated what he did for me, and how sorry I felt about breaking into the bedroom.

“It’s fine, here’s my number. Text me if you need anything. With doctor parents, I have every type of painkiller known to man in my cabinet,” Phil’s tone was warmer than earlier, and I put his number into my phone. I wished him a good night and returned to my empty home, longing to have been able to spend a few more minutes with the not-so-stranger. He waited until I got into the door to drive away, making sure I made it up the driveway. I went straight to bed and fell asleep, wrapped in his fuzzy yellow hoodie. My dreams were peaceful, very different than the one I’d had only hours before.

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