#am I really doing this

[tenta-tickles]

originally made these for the moot (you know who you are <3)

figured i should post them

ignore my cringe

[philology-gworl]

update on contrapuntal poetry: i took it to the level of four columns!! i don't know how, but ever since i started trying it, i've been thinking about writing a poem based on real people in my life. tagging @two-bees-poetry again because i wouldn't have found out it exists without her and i love her art and generally she is so inspiring

[mybrainismelted]

ok, so this is my first publish gallavich fic - please go easy on me! A.U.gust Day 9 - College @gallavichthings

Ian is pretty sure he's never been this nervous in his life. The first day of College shouldn't be THAT big of a deal, right? But he's got butterflies he can't shake, and he thinks he might sweat right through his shirt before his first class is done.

"Breathe" he reminds himself as he searches for just the right seat - not too close to the front, not in the middle, and not too far back so he can't hear. Choosing a seat is serious business to the redhead.

Finally finding his perfect spot, he gets settled in and pulls out a notebook and pen. Finally taking some time to look around he feels his heart sink at the realization that everyone else seems to have fancy new laptops out and open. Shit.

"Ok, if I can have everyone's attention please?" he hears from the front of the room. "My name is Professor Micheals, but you can call me Brian. This is Mickey, my assistant. He will be available to answer any questions you may have."

Looking at where Brian is pointing, Ian feels his heart stop and then start racing at the sight of one of the most gorgeous men he has ever seen. Inky black hair, one eyebrow arched perfectly, and just a hint of a smirk tugging at his mouth as he waves to the assembled class.

As the class moves on, Ian struggles to stay focused on scribbling notes as fast as he can, while his eyes keep wandering to see what Mickey is doing. Usually sitting and apparently paying attention to what Brian is saying, but occasionally Ian has to quickly avert his gaze when Mickey turns to scan over the students.

When the class finally ends, he scrambles to get out of the room, not wanting to risk giving himself away and causing problems for himself on the first day of class. This continues for the next few weeks, Ian unable to keep his eyes off Mickey in class, and spending his nights scolding himself for his ridiculous schoolboy crush. Unfortunately, there comes a day when Ian realizes he is going to have to talk to the man - they have a paper due, and he's pretty sure it has to be emailed. He's just not sure how to make that happen given his lack of access to any kind of computer.

After the next class he takes a deep breath, steels himself, and approaches the ever-so-delicious looking object of his nightly fantasies.

"Ummm, hi Mickey?" he mutters, not 100% sure he actually said it out loud. Mickey turns around and quirks that perfect eyebrow. "Yeah, hey Red, what can I do for you?"

Ian explains his dilemma, and that he needs some help figuring out how to get his assignment in on time. "Ok, yeah, I had that problem my first year too." Mickey explains "There's a laptop loan program through the library, but you have to sign up pretty early. Let's walk over there now and I'll show you how it all works, see if there is one available."

"Uh, yeah, ummm… sure" Is all Ian is able to stumble out as the shorter man packs up his stuff and turns to lead the way out of the room.

Mickey does his best to engage Ian in some small talk as they walk, obviously sensing that he is uncomfortable about something. As they talk, they are both surprised to realize that they are both from the South Side of Chicago - and probably knew a lot of the same people growing up. "Sure explains the no laptop thing" Mickey says as they approach the doors to the library "Not many from our neighbourhood can afford that kinda stuff when they first get here"

Unfortunately for Ian, as Mickey had suspected, there are no loaner laptops available for the next 2 weeks, which means Ian definitely can't get one in time to turn his paper in this Friday. "shit, shit, shit" he mutters, wracking his brain to see if there is a way he can scrape together the money to buy a used junker from someone and hope it works.

Mickey looks at him for a minute, scratching his eyebrow with his thumb, and finally blurts out "look, I don't normally do this, but if you wanna come by my place on Friday you can use my laptop to type it up and send it."

"Yeah?" Ian whispers, completely overwhelmed by the offer. "are you sure? I can bring beer and pizza, I'll find a way to pay you back for this, I promise!" At that, he thinks he sees a flicker of something in Mickey's eyes, right before he winks and replies "Oh I'm sure you'll think of something, man"

Ian feels himself flushing, and can't help but think as he takes down Mickey's address and phone number that maybe, just maybe, College isn't so scary after all.

[flyingspicerack]

im crazy......

[yuttikkele]

hey gamers I’ve started watching star trek does anyone else see the romantic tension between captain kirk and mr. spock

[pepminttea]

rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy

[chiptrillino-art]

(ID in ALT text)

"got your nose"

[pearlore]

to water, to wing

[solaiced]

I gave birth yesterday and I'm so disappointed of you Sol.. I expected so much more from you. The way you’ve been acting has left me feeling incredibly disappointed. I needed you to be there for me, and our alpha child..to support me, and to show up in a way that I could count on. Instead, I feel like I’ve been left to handle everything on my own. It’s hard to put into words how much this hurts. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I need you to understand the weight of this moment, and how much your actions (or lack of them) have affected me and our little sigma... I thought we were in this together, but right now, it feels like I’m carrying all of it alone. I need to know if you’re going to be the person I thought you were, or if this is who you really are. 😔

nynou…. im so sorry💔 i was too busy working i didn’t even notice you were due. seriously it was wrong of me, i apologize. if you would please come back, i’ll surely take care of our rizzler offspring, i swear. and i’ll provide for both of you. but work has had a toll on me and i’ve been so tired… i’ll step up, promise!

kill me

[merrigel]

Everybody do the wenis!

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[kensatou]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[themidnightsunset]

the third chapter of deltarune was

[hinamie]

10 years later

[madootles]

chill out season 2 jon... it's all in your head...

[romanceyourdemons]

so much love for characters who are desperately unsure whether they’re a good person, a redeemable person, a person worth saving, but are absolutely certain that they’re a grade a hottie