#god i miss my rainbow colored basketball guys

[kurosaaki]

KUROKO NO BASKET DESERVES ANOTHER FUCKING SEASON ISTG

[fandima-moved-read-pinned]

Aven, all the numbers :)

1- Animated character that was your gay awakening? : I mean my gay awakening was an irl person so I don't know? I can't think of any rn 

2- Grilled cheese or PB&J? : Grilled cheese bc PB&J is gross just peanut butter and jelly are both good on their own but I don't like the way they taste combined 

3- What show/YouTube video(s) do you put on in the background when you when you don’t have anything to watch but you want something on? : Baking videos! Particularly the ones that have no voicover or any voice and you have to turn on the subtitles to know what ingredients they're using bc the words on the screen are in ankther language 

4- Your go-to bar order, if you drink? : chocolate milkshake no alcohol (the only time I've been to a bar that's what I ordered) 

5- What’s your favorite pair of shoes that you own? : My black tennis shoes, but they're really old and worn and I need new ones but I've been telling my parents for god knows how long and they don't give a shit 

6- Top three cuisines? : pfft cuisines I love that word its funny to me just I can't say it out loud without smiling or laughing anyway I guess shrimp fettuccine alfredo, medium rare steak, and fuggin uhhhhhh Danny Kids Cuisines

7- What was your first word as a child (that wasn’t a variation of “Mom” or “Dad”)?: I have no clue, I think my dad once said it was car or cat but they couldn't tell which 

8- What’s a job that you’ve had that people might be surprised to find out you’ve had?: I've never had a job really, I mean I volunteered at the library one summer but I think that's it 

9- Look up. What’s directly across from you? : A large bowl of pancake batter (I'm making pancakes rn) 

10- Do you own any signed books/memorabilia in general?: I've got an Air Force flag signed by the Air Force basketball team from that one time we went to a game. I've also got a really old shirt with the sifnirure of a country singer who I've never heard of (I don't think she made it big) 

11- Preferred way to spend a rainy day? : Drawing. Raining tends to make me want to draw more! Also watching the Great British Baking Show 

12- What do you get on your bagels? What WOULD you get if you had access to anything you wanted?: normally I don't eat bagels. But Nutella and almonds and bananas on a plain bagel is really good! Also does it mean like anything I want on a bagel? Because I will order $1M on a bagel and only eat the bagel and bam I'm rich it said ANYTHING so heck yeah it never said it has to be food 

13- Brunch or midnight snacks?: Ooh brunch! I love brunch. I've never had a midnight snack tho so I can't really say for sure. 

14- Favorite mug you own: my Coffee Mug 

Also say hi to Emrys he's helping me make dinner 

15- What coffee drink would you describe yourself as? : 3% coffee 96% sugar 1% baked beans 

16- Pick a song lyric to describe your current mood (and drop the name and artist!): "I've grown tired of this body" Body by Mother Mother 

17- Fruity or herbal teas? : Fruity I guess? I'm not a big fan of tea, but I've had this watermelon mint tea and added ice and a bunch of sugar and it was pretty good 

18- What’s that one TV show that you’re a little bit embarrassed to watch but you still like nonetheless?:.... Sonic X (it was part of my childhood and I just really like the theme and I like it in general don't judge pls) 

19- That book you were forced to read for class but actually ended up enjoying?: It wasn't a book we read as a glass but I think it was called the dragonfly something I dunno it was a while ago but it was really interesting 

20- Do you match your socks? Nope 

21- Have you ever been horseback riding?: I don't think so? 

22- What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc)- creepypasta everything. Every single thing. 

23- Have you ever been to jail?: nope

24- What’s your opinion on Lazy Susan’s (the spinning tray in the middle of tables)?: I don't have an opinion on them? Is there Lazy Susan discourse I don't know about 

25- Puzzles?: no hate them they can burn 

26- You can only have one juice for the rest of your life, what is it?: Apple juice I suppose? I don't drink much juice (I only really drink water, a little bit of coffee, and milk) 

27- What section do you immediately head for when you walk into a bookstore?: Fiction/Fantasy 

28- What’s one thing you’re trying to learn/relearn in your downtime right now?: I'm trying to start sewing again! 

29- Who’s your go-to musical artist when you’re feeling upbeat?: none, I only listen to music at night and I'm not really upbeat then. 

30- Where could someone find you in a museum?: the exit (sorry I've never really enjoyed myself at museums) 

31- What’s that one outfit in your closet you never get the chance to wear but want to?: None. I don't likem my clothes. All my dresses are too small minus like one. 

32- Rainbows, stars, or sunset colored clouds?: Stars! I rarely get to see them. 

33- If you could own any non-traditional pet (dogs, cats, fish, rodents, etc), what would it be?: Are ferrets rodents? I'd like a ferret I'd name it Malfoy

34- Do you have more art on your walls or more photographs?: Art for sure. I have no photographs on my walls, only my own paintings. 

35- You have to get one meme tattooed on your body, what meme is it and where does it go?: "Yeet" in cursive on my shoulder is area place thing 

36- Pick a superhero sidekick to hang out with: none sorry I don't like superheros 

36- Lakes, rivers, or oceans?: Oceans!!!!!!!!! They're so pretty and blue and filled with fish and pretty and fun to swim in and salty and cold and nice and amazing I love the ocean I miss it 

38- Favorite mid-2000s song: I'm not sure, I don't keep track of when songs were released ;-;

39- How do you dress when you’re home alone?: Just my normal clothes. T-shirt and leggings or shorts. 

40- Where do you sit in the living room (we all have a preferred spot, and you know it)?: The Corner Spot. My my brother keeps stealing it. 

41- Knives or swords?: Knives bc you can cut bread with them 

42- A song you didn’t think you’d enjoy but ended up loving:  Body by Mother Mother. Also Burning Pile. 

43- Pick an old-school Disney Channel Original Movie: None we didn't have Djnsye when I was a kid 

44- Are you a “Quote that relates to the photos” caption-er, an “explanation of where I took the photos” caption-er, or a no caption kinda person when you post pictures online?: Quote that relates to the photos? 

44- Name a classic Vine: Why you got a twelve car garage when you only got FIFTEEN CATS CUZ WE ALL JUST WANNA BE BIG RJCJSTARS 

46- What’s the freezer food that you stock up on when you go to the grocery store?: I don't go to the store but probably ice cream 

47- How do you top your ice cream?: More Ice Cream 

48- Do you like Jello?: it's okay it's a bit odd tho 

49- What’s something that you don’t have a picture of that you wish you did?: the time I slapped a guy in the face multiple times 

50- How are you at climbing trees?: I'm pretty good at it, I climbed trees a lot as a kid and I climbed one a few weeks ago and was like "woah I'm still good at this?" 

[caslikescoffeeandfreckles]

So yesterday was @wanderingcas birthday and she mentioned a few days ago that she wanted me to write a femslash version of her amazing fic, Passing Ships, so I wrote the first half of chapter two :)

Happy birthday, Sam! Love you!

Deanna finally eases off the gas as they enter the school zone and Cas stares almost in awe as the building comes into view. It’s nicer than she expected, almost homey with its white-washed bricks and Victorian windows laced with the not-yet shriveled vines of summer. There’s evidence of a beautiful garden during warmer seasons and an expansive field of grass surrounding the whole property.

It’s like no school Cas has ever seen and she shares her thoughts with Deanna. 

“It’s a Montessori school,” Deanna explains as she parks the car. “Lots of funding, super fancy. I probably wouldn’t even have this job if Sam’s wife’s sister hadn’t taught music here.”

“What do you teach?” Cas asks.

“First grade.”

Cas almost smiles at memories of Claire in first grade, with her blonde pigtails and Barbie backpack.

“Well, see you in seven hours,” Deanna says as she opens the car door 

Cas scrambles out of the passenger door. “I’m coming too.”

Deanna squawks like that’s the funniest thing she’s ever heard. “The hell you are.”

“I have to be able to observe you,” Cas says as she trails after the blonde. “There was no point in me coming here with you if I can’t even see you.”

“Then I guess you should just hitch a ride back to… wherever the hell cupids stay.” Deanna waves a noncommittal hand. “Whatever. See ya later!”

She’s just about to open the front door when Cas barks, “Deanna. My orders are to understand what is preventing your soulmate connection. In order to do that, I must be allowed to observe you in your day-to-day activities. This is Heaven’s will and I am going to follow my instructions to the best of my ability, so I am coming into this school.”

Cas can hear Deanna’s strained exhale before the woman turns around, lips pursed. There’s still fight in her eyes but she just closes them and sighs again. “Fine,” she grits and points a finger at Cas. “But you don’t say a word, got it? Nothing about this soulmate bullshit. This is my job, and if you get me fired, Heaven will have hell to pay.”

Cas nods once. “I understand.”

Deanna just rolls her eyes and yanks the door open before impatiently gesturing Cas through.

Deanna is greeted by several people as they navigate the barren halls of the school. Their smiles are easy and a few even pause to offer more than a “hi” and it’s obvious to Cas that Deanna is well-liked. And given the ease in which Deanna laughs and high-fives the kids, Cas can tell Deanna is comfortable here, that she enjoys her coworkers and being in this building. 

She scribbles that in her notebook.

They continue to Deanna’s classroom, which is brightly decorated with posters of literary classics ranging from “The Great Gatsby” to “Anna Karenina.” Masterpieces far beyond the years of her first graders but Cas suspects these are the stories Deanna personally favors. She can imagine a young Deanna searching out these tales in dusty libraries and devouring the words over lunch.

“Okay, you,” Deanna says, gesturing to Cas, “sit here.” She’s moving a chair into the corner of the classroom next to what looks to be a designated reading area with little chairs and beanbags stuffed between baskets of picture books. “Do not move, do not speak.”

Cas takes her seat and she wants to retort but then children start filing in and she shuts her mouth.

“’Morning, Miss Winchester,” a little boy greets.

Deanna turns with a bright smile. “Good morning, Tyler! Rocking some new shoes, I see.”

“These ones light up!”

“No way! You gotta show me!”

The children keep coming and Deanna greets each one individually, occasionally pausing to button a shirt or tying up a girl’s hair when she complains that it’s in her face.

Cas watches this silently, trying to draw as little attention to herself as possible. But it’s hard to avoid the hyper-observant eyes of six-year-olds. She feels their stares as they find their way to their desks and offers small smiles in return. Some smile back; some frown.

“Miss Winchester, who is that?” a little redhead asks once everyone is in their seats and Deanna is calling for their attention.

Deanna’s smile tightens for a heartbeat as she meets Cas’s eyes. “That’s a great question, Alexa. Class, this is Miss Cas,” she explains cheerfully. “Miss Cas is here to watch me… teach. Say hello, you guys. 

“Hello, Miss Cas,” the class choruses.

“It’s very important that we don’t distract Miss Cas from her job, so keep your eyes up here.”

The first part of the day goes by fairly smooth. There are, of course, a few kids who can’t resist looking back at Cas as Deanna teaches, and Deanna has to call for their attention, which always results in Cas receiving an impatient glance. 

Then it’s time for recess and Deanna wrangles the kids down the hall and out back to the playground. She sits on a bench and tells Cas to do the same.

“You’re a good teacher,” Cas says. “They like listening to you.”

“That’s because they still think I’m the cool teacher,” Deanna laughs.

“The cool teacher?”

“Yeah, because I drive a loud car and wear a leather jacket. Even first graders know what badass is.”

Cas gets the sense that Deanna is half-joking but chooses not to ask. “You like children.”

“Wouldn’t be a teacher if I didn’t.”

“Do you want your own?”

Deanna squints. “Are you a dating app now or something?”

Cas shrugs. “Just asking questions.”

“Mmhmm,” Deanna hums dubiously. “Look, I’m not-”

“Miss Winchester!” a little boy calls. “Tanner won’t share the basketball!”

Deanna rolls her eyes. “Kids.” She gets to her feet and points at Cas. “You don’t move. And no talking!”

But the second Deanna is gone, Cas is swarmed by a group of children.

“Hello,” she says slowly.

“Are you Miss Winchester’s friend?”

“Are you her girlfriend?”

“Do you need to comb your hair? My mommy can help you; she does mine every day.” 

“You’re pretty.”

“Where are you from?” 

Cas tenses, eyes flicking between each child and then to Deanna who has her back to them, arguing with a little boy holding a basketball.

“I am her… acquaintance,” Cas answers after a moment of consideration. “We are not romantically involved. That is a kind offer, but I will manage my hair on my own. Thank you. I am from Heaven.”

The children gasp. “Are you an angel?”

“Yes.”

“Are you Miss Winchester’s guardian angel?”

Cas feels a strange pressure behind her eyes and she’s unable to respond.

“Miss Cas?” the redhead — Alexa — asks. She rests a small hand on Cas’s leg. “Are you okay?”

The gesture reminds her of Claire, the way she would always notice when something was wrong with Cas, usually after Cas had been to Heaven and was reprimanded for acting too “maternal.”

It’s gonna be okay, Cee Cee. You’ll always have me.

“Miss Cas?” 

Cas looks up into the worried eyes of Alexa. She takes a deep breath. “No. Not anymore.”

“Did you quit?”

“No. I was demoted for failing to follow orders.”

“What orders?”

“That is classified information.”

“Can you still fly?” a little boy asks a little too loudly.

“No.” 

“Why not?”

“When I was demoted, I was stripped of most of my grace. I can no longer use my wings.” 

Another gasp, this time outraged. “They took your grace?”

“Does that mean your halo is gone?”

Cas tilts her head. “I don’t have a halo.”

“We can fix it!” Alexa cries. “Come with us, Miss Cas!”

*****

“If I see you standing on the swings again, you’re banned for the rest of the year.”

The boy in front of Deanna bows his head. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Okay.” Deanna ruffles his hair. “Now go back to playing. And be safe.”

He takes off and Deanna sighs. What is it with kids always trying to kill themselves?

“Hey, nerd.”

Deanna turns around and casts a tired smile at Charlie. “They still let you outside?”

Charlie scoffs. “They can’t tame me.”

“What are you doing out here?”

“Gonna have our last chalk day before the weather gets too cold,” Charlie says, gesturing to the pavement marked with rainbow doodles. “Hey, where’s your shadow?”

“Who?”

“The hot chick that’s been following you around all day! I heard that she’s like observing your class or something?”

Deanna’s stomach twists. “Word travels fast, huh?” 

“It’s an elementary school. Kids don’t keep secrets. So what’s the deal?”

“It’s nothing. Just a student from the community college. They sent her to watch me, so she can, ya know, see what’s it like, ask questions.”

Okay… But if she’s supposed to be learning from you shouldn’t she, like, be with you?”

Deanna gestures over her shoulder. “I left her by the door while I dealt with some kids.”

Charlie looks around Deanna and her brows lift. “Did you teach her to be invisible?”

“Huh?” Deanna spins around and- goddammit! “Shit,” she curses under her breath. “Where did she go?”

“Chill dude. She’s probably just touring the playground.”

“I gotta go find her, Charlie, I, ugh, I’ll talk to you later!”

Deanna takes off past the swings and the jungle gym. She checks the basketball court and the tire swing but can’t find the angel anywhere. And to make things worse, Deanna realizes there’s a good chunk of her students missing too.

“Cas, I swear to God-”

“Wait, Miss Cas, hold still!” 

Deanna’s head snaps around and she follows the voice toward the garden. It’s on the verge of death with the autumn air settling, but there’s still some dahlia and sternbergia that the fourth grade class planted.

Right next to the brightly colored bushes Deanna finds the angel and a fourth of her students. They’re sitting around Cas, a number of them with their hands on the angel’s head and Deanna frowns as she gets closer.

“Hey!” she calls and they all startle. “What’s going on over here?”

Alexa has a gummy smile splitting her face. “We gave Miss Cas her halo back!” she declares and the children move away. 

Cas is sitting there in the grass, long dark hair thrown all around her shoulders and there’s a string of yellow and purple flowers adorning her head. She blinks up at Deanna, blue eyes big and soft and all the air in Deanna’s lungs promptly vanishes. All she can do is stare for a long moment as her students beam.

“Doesn’t she look pretty, Miss Winchester?” Alyssa asks.

“Ugh, yeah, guys,” Deanna croaks, because wow it’s suddenly hard to talk. “G-good job.”

“She looks like a real angel!”

The words strike Deanna like cold water and the trance is broken. Her eyes harden on Cas. “An angel, huh?” Cas looks down to her lap. “Hey, kiddos, why don’t you head up to the doors? It’s almost time for lunch.”

“Okay!”

“Bye Miss Cas!”

“See ya later!”

“Don’t break it again,” Alexa warns before following her fellow students up to the building.

Deanna crosses her arms and Cas hesitates before climbing to her feet. “What happened to not talking?”

“They were asking me questions. It would have been rude to just ignore them,” Cas defends herself. 

“And telling them you were an angel? Was that also for the sake of manners?”

“I don’t like lying.”

It’s hard to take Cas seriously when she’s standing there with a flower crown on her head. She might be millennia years old with infinite knowledge and power but she looks like a living Snapchat filter. Or worse, like she’s going to Coachella. It almost makes Deanna smile.

The bell sounds then and Deanna rolls her eyes. “Okay, come on. We have to get them to lunch and then we are having a talk.” 

Cas opens her mouth as if to argue but settles for sulking as they walk up to meet the kids.

*****

Deanna leads the class single-file back into the school and to the cafeteria. She waits until they’re all in the lunch line before gesturing for Cas to follow her to the teacher’s lounge. She sits at the round table as Deanna fishes out her wallet and feeds a few bills into the vending machine.

She returns a moment later with a bag of chips and a Pop-Tart and Cas can’t help but screw up her nose. “What?” Deanna snaps.

“That is not a nutritiously balanced meal,” Cas says.

“Yeah, well I didn’t have time to pack a decent lunch this morning because a certain angel decided to show up at six a.m. and harass me about my love life,” Deanna deadpans as she opens her Pop-Tart. 

“My intention is not to harass you,” Cas says, her chin tilting up. “I want to help you connect with your soulmate.”

“We agreed on no angel talk. You broke the deal.”

“I agreed to not reveal that I am your cupid,” Cas amends stubbornly. “Which I did not.”

“Cas, now this whole school is going to know I have an angel following me!”

Cas squints. “Is it truly such a bad thing, in human culture, to be associated with an angel?”

Deanna chews and thinks. “It’s not… bad. It’s just- it makes everything more complicated.”

“I am not here to complicate your life, Deanna.”

“Following me around all day is a bit complicating, Cas. Not to mention uncomfortable.” Deanna spreads her hands. “What’s the deal with this observation shit anyway? Like what could you possibly learn from my job that has anything to do with my ability to establish a soulmate bond?”

Cas opens her mouth to respond but doesn’t have a ready answer. Because she’s tired and doesn’t fully understand this process either. But she doubts an “I don’t know” would satisfy Deanna Winchester. “I think it is simply for me to get a better understanding of the kind of person you are.”

Deanna leans back in her chair, unimpressed. “You know what I think? I think this whole soulmate thing is bullshit. I think ‘observing’ me is just your way of making sure I don’t bolt.”

There’s an argument weighing on the tip of Cas’s tongue, one she’s tired of having with this insufferable human, but then Deanna is smiling and its predatory edge gives Cas pause.

“Or maybe it’s just an excuse for you to stare at my ass all day.”

Cas’s brows draw together. “I don’t see how observing your rear-end would help my mission.”

Deanna moves swiftly, stealing the seat next to Cas and spreading out so their thighs are touching. “Isn’t there some sort of physical compatibility component in all this soulmate nonsense? I mean, wouldn’t it make sense to make sure I even have the goods Lisa is looking for?”

It’s almost dizzying having Deanna lean into Cas’s space like this. She gazes into dazzling green eyes that slowly sweep across Cas’s eyes, zeroing in on her lips even as Deanna wets her own. It takes a great amount of will power for Cas to look up. “You’re flirting with me to make me uncomfortable.” 

Deann’s fingers move carefully through Cas’s hair, stroking the angel’s cheek ever so gently as she pushes a few strands out of her face. “Or maybe I’m flirting with you because I think you’re hot.”

But Cas knows better. “You’re using sex to try to scare me away.” 

They stare into each other’s eyes for a long moment, Deanna’s hand still hovering near Cas’s face, knees bumping together. Then Deanna sighs and leans back. “Even your mind has a chastity belt.”

Deanna moves back into her chair across the table and Cas tries not to act like her heart is beating out of her chest. “There is nothing I will allow to distract me from my mission.” 

Deanna picks up her Pop-Tart and takes a bite. Her smile is challenging. “We’ll see.”

[petekey-party]

Secret valentine petekey? :D (don't be sad :( ...)

"Stop being a pussy and man the fuck up!" My dumbass of a best friend, Frank, said trying to get me to give the love note, that sounds like it was written by a thirteen year old girl, to my long time gay crush on the ever so popular, Pete Wentz. "It's not that easy. First I'd have to get past his wall of drooling girls and ass scratching jock friends. Even if I did make it past that I'd just end up being made fun of. Probably get milk and school pizza dumped on my head, and for the rest of my life be called some dumb sobriquet." I said sighing, poking at my school lunch with a bent fork. "Well your brother could probably do it for you. He's the loud one with the red hair, and a totally hot bod, right?" Frank said. "Yeah like Gerard would ever be that nice. When I was a kid he used to draw dicks on my school supplies so I would get the blame for it. I was like, eight! Plus how would he ever give it to Pete? He can't just go "Heya Pete! My gay, virgin nerd of younger brother has a rainbow crush on you, and it gets better! He made this love note for you out of glitter, jizz tissues, and his tears! He wants to ask you to the valentines dance but he's to much of pussy to ask himself, so I'm here giving his letter of destiny to you for him!" Yeah like that would go over well." I said. Frank bursts sour laughing. "Shit man good point," he wiped the tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "You and your brother are so different. He's so confident, and you're so quiet. You guys are polar opposite. Plus he's got a better ass. Is he into kinky shit like you? "God Frank! You're fucking gross. I feel like I just deep throated a rat's fucking nuclear dick! And I am NOT I repeat NOT into this so called "kinky shit"" I calmed down a bit. "Now back to the plan. I know Pete has gym class 5th period-" I was saying before Frank interrupted. "Wow you know his classes. That's not weird and obsessive." He said. I rolled my eyes in response, remembering the time last summer when he went as far as to track a girl's address and figure out which window was hers just so he could prove his external love to her or something."Anyway, as I was saying. While Pete is in gym I could put the letter in his gym locker." I continued. Saying it out loud did souls weird and obsessive. "Good. And then after he reads it he'll fall madly in love with you, and you guys will dance the night away together." Frank fluttered his eyelashes and said the last part in a mock "love struck teenage girl" voice. That's not what bugged me. I can't put my name on the letter. If he rejects he'll think I'm a creep. I can't have my one and olds true love thinking I'm a creep. I'll have to change my name and live in the sewers of Manhattan. "I can't put my name on the letter." I said abruptly. Frank started making chicken noises. "Oh go lay an egg!" I yelled at him. The bell rang signaling the end of lunch. "You can do this." I said to myself. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I repeated the same words over an over again. Half was through gym I went to go "use the bathroom". I got the letter out of my binder. It was in a soft purple color. How much gayer could I get. My heart was beating. My palms were sweating. I felt like I was being sent off to fight in war that I know I'd never come back from. I got the letter and put it in his locker in a way that I know he couldn't miss it. After that I ran and hoped nobody saw me. "Are you going to the basketball game tonight?" Gerard asks when we got home and into the kitchen, it being the place we first go to when we get home. "No. Why would I?" I asked. Gerard is up to something. "Well you're going to." Gerard said."And what will you do if I don't?" I asked rolling my eyes. "Because of you don't I'll tell Pete about your gay crush on him." Gerard said smirking. Fuck."Son of a bitch! How the fuck did you know Gerard?" I asked. I was about to go into panic mode. I'm already in panic mode. When am I not in fucking panic mode?! "I've heard you and your hot piece of ass friend Frank talk about him." Gerard said. "Why does it even matter to you? Is this part of your plan to rule the wold? Are you starting out small and just going bugger from there? What the fuck Gerard!" I was panicking. "Just relax scab boat," Gerard said Cooley. Scab boat. That ones new. I really don't want to go. I don't want to go places filled with teenagers. School is bad enough but a basketball game will be like the cafeteria only worse. I look like a homeless middle aged man with a love for tap dancing! Why would I want to leave the house? After awhile of panicking, it was time to go. Heard was wearing his tightest skinny and had been asking of Frank was going to be there. That's fucking nasty. My best friend and my brother. Blahhhh. When we got inside Gerard and I found a some room on the bleachers close to all his popular friends. "When Pete gets here he's sitting with us, and you're going to tell him that the letter was yours." Gerard said. What the fuck again?!"How'd you know about the letter?" I asked panicking. "Well duh! Everyone knows about the letter! It's like the hottest gossip right now "who wrote the romantic letter that stole the majestic Pete Wentz's heart away". I was just the only one who knew you well enough to know it was you who would write something as nerdy as that." Gerard said. "D-did he really like, actually liked my fucking stupid ass letter?" I asked, my cheeks going red. Gerard just simply nodded in response. "Oh look Pete's here!" Gerard said pointing to him and waiving him over. Pete arrived over to us and I felt like I was going to vomit up my dick somehow."Pete, hi! This is my brother Mikey. Okay I'm going to go get drinks stay right here." Gerard said. I couldn't tell if he left to let me talk to Pete or go fuck Frank. I didn't have time to think about it because the Pete Wentz was next to me. "How's it going, Mi-" before Pete could finish his sentence I took a big breath and blurted out. "I wrote the letter!" My cheeks were definitely bright red. Pete stared at me for a moment before doing the unexpected. He softly put his lips against mine. He kissed me with passion while I awkwardly sat there. He pulled away and my cheeks were probably even more red. "I'm so glad the letter came from a cute boy that I had already liked instead of some strange girl." Pete said. I was utterly confused by this. This has never happened before. My crush actually likes me back!"W-wait you like me?" I asked to be sure. "Well yeah. You were the cute, quiet you he'd brother of my loud best friend. I never talked to you because I always thought you were to smart for me." He said looking into my eyes. Instead of focusing on all the screaming and chanting going on around us, I just focused on Pete's pretty eyes."I want to do this properly!" Pete said standing up. I was confused by this, yet interested. Pete stood in front of my and took my hands. "Mikey Way. You have been my crush and truly one me over with your lovely words of poetry, and I want you to go to the valentines dance with me next week. What do ya say?" He asked. By now we had quite a few people around us watching us, not 100% sure with what was going on. "God and I thought I was the nerd!" I said smiling. Pete looked at me and put his head to the side a bit like a puppy would. "Yeah I'll go to the dance with you." And that's the story of how I became pregnant (lol jk)UneditedHey my dudes! The plot to this was bad but I think my written wasn't as bad as usually so.... yeah I guess. I have a few more asks to do but rn it's 12:01 and I need to try and sleep. G'night babes🌸

[gracewithducks]

Follow Me (Matthew 4:18-22) - Sunday School Stories #5, preached 10/6/2019

When my big brother was eight years old, he came home one day and, out of nowhere, he told our parents, “I want to join the swim team.” I still don’t know where he got the idea, although I vaguely remember a television commercial around the same time that featured a kid swimming a race and then celebrating with French fries or ice cream or some other treat. But wherever it came from, my parents thought it sounded like a great idea. So Jeremy started going to swim practice every night. I went, too. I sat in the bleachers on the pool deck and looked at books, and colored pictures, and looked at more books, and colored more pictures... and pretty soon, I decided that if I was going to have to be at the pool anyway, I might as well try swimming, too. I was six. The rest of my childhood, and my youth, and even my college years were dominated by practice schedules and away meets and goal times. There was never a day of my life that my hair didn’t smell like chlorine. I loved swimming. It was hard work, but it paid off; I loved improving, challenging myself, and cheering on my teammates; I loved medals and trophies and ribbons, and I loved that magical season every fourth year when I could actually watch swimming on TV. Forget about football or basketball; once every four years, during the Olympic season, swimmers finally get their day. I remember watching Amy Van Dyken win gold medals, and then revealing in an interview that she also knew sign language. I was amazed by young Anita Hall, the teenage phenomenon, and I still remember learning that Anita’s real first name is Nadia, because while she was being born, Nadia Comaneci was scoring her perfect gymnastics routine on the television in the corner. I cheered for Janet Evans, for Jenny Thompson and Summer Sanders – I loved that, if only so very briefly, world class swimmers were celebrated and recognized as household names. And in more recent years, just about everybody has heard of the greatest swimmers of this, and possibly any, generation: the incomparable Michael Phelps and the equally amazing Katie Ledecky.

You might not remember Katie Ledecky, possibly because even in Olympic sports, gender inequality is a thing. Or maybe you remember how, early in her career, Katie Ledecky was touted as the female Michael Phelps, the next Michael Phelps - until she pushed back, and rightly so. It was meant to be a flattering comparison, a compliment, but Katie said, I’m not the ‘next’ anybody. I’m the first Katie Ledecky. Katie Ledecky is a phenomenon. I’ve watched her win world championships and Olympic races by body lengths or even the length of the pool – something which is just unheard of, at that level, in this literal sport of millimeters, where hundredths of a second often separate eighth place from gold. Katie hasn’t just broken world records. She had obliterated them, by multiple seconds, over and over and over again. Katie Ledecky is a once-in-a-generation swimming talent. In a sport where so many toil hour after hour, lap after lap, year after year without ever seeing the spotlight, Katie Ledecky is unique. She is famous, albeit quietly and humbly so. Katie is a star. So it wasn’t entirely unusual for Katie to be approached on the street one day by two young women, who asked her for a picture. She graciously agreed... and then they handed her a camera phone, walked a few feet away, and posed. They didn’t want a picture of Katie. They didn’t want a picture with Katie. They wanted Katie to take a picture of them. These two young women - they didn’t realize they were in the presence of greatness. They didn’t recognize her at all.[1] This morning, in our bible stories, we’ve skipped several centuries – from the story of Ruth and Naomi gleaning in Bethlehem to this story, of a stranger who walks by the lake, calls to some fishermen, and says, “Come, follow me.” The orderly, linear thinker in me is bothered that we just skipped the beginning of Jesus’ story; it’s understandable that we would save Christmas for Christmas, but it’s also a bit weird to just jump right in. No angels, no wise men, no baptism, no temptation, just Jesus, walking by the sea. It’s weird to jump right in - but it’s also authentic. Because when they first encountered Jesus, the disciples didn’t know his origin story. The crowds didn’t know that he’d been named by angels or visited by wise men from afar. He hadn’t yet fed any crowds, or turned water into wine, or preached any sermons on any mount. Nobody knew he’d been fasting in the wilderness or tempted by the devil; nobody knew anything about the healings, the miracles, the resurrections that were going to come. We know all that. But they didn’t. And in the beginning, to the people who were there, Jesus was just a guy, walking by a lake. He didn’t walk on water that day. He didn’t have a halo, and his aura didn’t glow. He was just a guy, walking by a lake. He saw some strangers, some fishermen, just doing their work, doing their job, just like always... and he said, “Come, follow me.” It’s enough to make you wonder what it was that compelled Peter and Andrew and James and John to say yes, to leave their boats and nets, to leave their families and homes behind, and to take a chance on this wandering stranger – to say yes, I don’t even know you, but yes, I’ll follow you. What was it? What did they see? What did they hear? What was it, that made them believe that this man was worth it? That God was moving, that they had met someone special, someone who could teach them and show them things they’d never seen before? These men walked to the water just like any other day. And it was an ordinary day, another day of fishing, another day of work. Nothing special - until he showed up. Did he catch them by surprise? He had to catch them by surprise; nobody goes to the fishing nets expecting the messiah is going to walk by. Or was there a part of them that was watching, that had always been watching, waiting – something inside that had believed their lives would hold something more? I’d have to think so. Because, while life sometimes takes us by a total surprise, more often than not, what we see, what we find is whatever we’re looking for. If we’re looking for reasons to give up, we will find plenty. If we’re looking for evidence that people are horrible, we will find it all around. But if we’re looking for glimpses of grace, if we’re looking for signs of hope, if we’re looking for evidence that God is with us, if we’re watching for opportunities to make a difference – we shouldn’t be surprised when we find them everywhere. Our outlook matters. It’s not magic - but there is still truth that what we find is what we are looking for. I have friends who always look for pennies from heaven, or for butterflies, or rainbows, each one a little reminder that their loved ones aren’t really gone... and those friends find pennies and butterflies and rainbows everywhere. If you start writing down something you’re thankful for each day, you start to focus not on what goes wrong but what goes right. If you smile at strangers, you start to notice the people who smile at you. In so many ways, what we find is what we’re looking for. Maybe you never imagine you’ll meet someone famous. But if you keep one eye open, you’ll recognize greatness when it walks by. And if you expect God to show up in your life, you’ll find God’s presence is all around. Maybe James and John and Andrew and Peter weren’t looking for Jesus that day, but they were still looking for something – one eye on their work, and one eye on the horizon, watching for whatever or whoever may come. After all, they weren’t “just” fishermen; they were people of faith. They grew up with the stories of Noah and the call of Moses, the promises of God to Abraham and Sarah, the miracles of manna and the promise of a son of David yet to come. They were people of promise, people of faith, people who’d inherited generations of hope, who prayed and waited and watched for God to do something new, for a new beginning, a new day still to come. They were working. But they were also looking – so they saw him, when he arrived. We are people of promise; we are people of faith, too. And if we keep anticipating God, if we look and listen, if we expect that Jesus will show up, that he will invite us to know him better, and to follow him into the world – then we will see and hear God all around. We are all called. No matter how ordinary we feel, we are all called. James and Peter were fishermen in a small town, uneducated, unimportant - but Jesus chose them, he called them, to help him change the world. And Jesus calls us, too. But the thing about Jesus is that he’s easy to miss. He whispers when the world shouts; he surprises us by showing up looking just like an ordinary guy. Just an ordinary person, walking by. Jesus shows up all around us, all the time; sometimes we just miss the clues. That’s why he says, pay attention. That’s why he said, when you see someone who’s hungry, that’s me. When you see a stranger, that’s me. If we want to hear his voice, maybe we don’t have to try so hard. If we want to see him, we don’t have to look very far. And maybe even on an ordinary day, as we sit at work untangling our nets, as we answer the phone, check the news, drive our cars, walk through the store, go to school, show up for our jobs... maybe, just like the first disciples, Christ will meet us there. And we might mistake him for an ordinary nobody, instead of someone who is precious to God. But if we are looking, if we know he’s on his way, we’ll recognize him. And we will hear his invitation: follow me. Peter and James didn’t know where the stranger would take them: but they knew it wasn’t enough to stay where they were. They took a leap of faith, and they saw wonders; they saw the world changed, and they were changed, too. Jesus still is calling us to leave our fears and follow him. He still shows up, all around us, in the midst of our ordinary days. May we keep listening, keep trusting, keep following Jesus out into the world; may we walk in his way, with grace, with sacrifice and faith – so that the world will change, and we will never be the same again.

  God of ordinary people, God of ordinary moments, God who transforms ordinary days into extraordinary ones: be with us here; transform this moment, and transform us. Open our hearts to your Spirit; may we hear your invitation: come, follow me. And may we follow you into the world, walking with grace, so that your love may be revealed not just to us but through us. May this be a day of new beginnings; may we never be the same. In the name of Jesus, who calls us, who leads us, who walks with us, we pray; amen.

[1] https://sports.yahoo.com/news/girls-ask-olympian-to-take-their-picture-212145864.html

[thedevildont-sleep]

Answer them all

Oh man... here goes nothing. 

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? William.

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Wicked shy at first. then wicked outgoing

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? Brandon Wayne. only 327 more days. 

4. Are you easy to get along with? I would say so. 

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? Kaitlyn or Brandon. But they'd be right there with me. 

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? to be honest, assholes. 

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? Most likely. 

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Brandon Wayne, as always. 

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Depends on who its with.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Brandon Wayne or Kaitlyn. 

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “no not yet”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Gods Country, One Man Band, Not Like Us, Feeling Whitney, I hope

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? yasssssss

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?Absolutely. 

15. What good thing happened this summer? Nothing

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Yeah.

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Haven’t really thought about it. 

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? Accasionaly. Not as much as i’d like 

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yeah but i like bath bombs more.

20. Do you like your neighbors? Don’t know them

21. What are you bad habits? i keep going back to him. 

22. Where would you like to travel? Italy. and New Orleans so i can see Brandon again. 

23. Do you have trust issues? 10000000% thanks to Brandon.

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Sleep

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? All of it. 

26. What do you do when you wake up? Pee

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Darker

28. Who are you most comfortable around? Caitlin

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yup. and it kills me.

30. Do you ever want to get married? Yeah. 

31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? Yeah

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Kasey Kahne and Ryan Reynolds

33. Spell your name with your chin. kwsasjcd

34. Do you play sports? What sports? I played softball, soccer, basketball, jump rope, gymnastics 

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yeah

37. What do you say during awkward silences? nothing

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Brandon Wayne. Everything about him.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? None online only

40. What do you want to do after high school? i’ve been out for almost 6 years, but i wanted to be a substance abuse councelor 

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? Almost everyone. 

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I’m Depressed, or pissed off. 

43. Do you smile at strangers? Most of the time

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Bottom of the ocean

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? LOL the fact that i need a job

46. What are you paranoid about? Not being good enough for him. 

47. Have you ever been high? no

48. Have you ever been drunk? Yes, many times.

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?Yeah

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Black

51. Ever wished you were someone else? ALWAYS

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? My looks 100%

53. Favourite makeup brand? Morphe

54. Favourite store? Glitzy Girls

55. Favourite blog? Way to many to pick from

56. Favourite colour? Teal

57. Favourite food? Burritos and buffalo wings

58. Last thing you ate? Lo Mein

59. First thing you ate this morning? Soup for lunch

60. Ever won a competition? For what? Fishing derby, biggest fish. 17 3/4 inch rainbow trout

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? nope

62. Been arrested? For what? nope

63. Ever been in love? Yes and i miss him

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? Well i was a sophomore, he was a senior. we had a summer fling. and we met at the rec center playground one day and just made out the whole time.

65. Are you hungry right now? no

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? Don’t really have tumblr friends. 

67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook. 

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? Schitts Creek

70. Names of your bestfriends? Kaitlyn, Brandon

71. Craving something? What? His lips. 

72. What colour are your towels? All Different colors.

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 2

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? no

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? none.

75. Favourite animal? Giraffe, Cows and Pigs

76. What colour is your underwear? Blue

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Coffee

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Purple

80. What colour pants? Not wearing any

81. Favourite tv show? Blue Bloods, greys, The office

82. Favourite movie? The Ringer, Dear John and the Best of me

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean Girls.

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Mean Girls

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? Regina 

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? Dory

87. First person you talked to today? Liz Bill

88. Last person you talked to today? William

89. Name a person you hate? Brandon Wayne

90. Name a person you love? Brandon Wayne

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Brandon Wayne

92. In a fight with someone? Brandon Wayne. and yes everything about him loll

93. How many sweatpants do you have? 0

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 3

95. Last movie you watched? The Best of Me

96. Favourite actress? Rebel Wilson

97. Favorite Actor? Vince Vaughn

98. Do you tan a lot? not at all

99. Have any pets? 1 dog and 4 cats

100. How are you feeling? Terrible

101. Do you type fast? I Would say so

102. Do you regret anything from your past? Yeah. Revolving my world around him

103. Can you spell well? noooooooooooooo

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? Brandon Wayne

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes, my fav.

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? I don't think so. 

107. Have you ever been on a horse? Yeah

108. What should you be doing? Sleeping. 

109. Is something irritating you right now? Yeah. I bet you can guess who.

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Yup. Again, Brandon Wayne. 

111. Do you have trust issues? Hell yeah. 

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? Well i see him at work everyday soon no 

113. What was your childhood nickname? Lil Jess

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? Yeah. 

115. Do you play the Wii? I did years ago. 

116. Are you listening to music right now? no. 

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? Sorta. 

118. Do you like Chinese food? Yes

119. Favourite book? I hate reading. 

120. Are you afraid of the dark? Hell Yeah

121. Are you mean? Some people say so

122. Is cheating ever okay? Well in my case, My boyfriend won't let me leave him. so honestly, he deserves it. but i haven't cheated on him. 

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? nope

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yeah.

125. Do you believe in true love? 100%

126. Are you currently bored? Yeah. 

127. What makes you happy? Brandon. 

128. Would you change your name? No

129. What your zodiac sign? Taurus. 

130. Do you like subway? Nope

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Well i’d hope so. 

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? Kaitlyn

133. Favourite lyrics right now? Goodbye, my almost loverGoodbye, my hopeless dreamI'm trying not to think about youCan't you just let me be?So long, my luckless romanceMy back is turned on youShould've known you'd bring me heartacheAlmost lovers always do

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? Wayyyyyy to many to think of just one. 

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Closed

137. How tall are you? 5′9

138. Curly or Straight hair? Straight

139. Brunette or Blonde? Blonde

140. Summer or Winter? Winter

[rudydclapper-blog]

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