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Requested by Anon: hi can i get a max thunderman imagine where him and the reader are dating, he’s feeling insecure and having self-doubt and she boosts his confidence and makes him feel better? if you write this thank you!
Pairing: Max Thunderman x Reader
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Reblog this if you think boys can wear skirts.
Just for my own curiosity.
Heck yeah.
I wore a skirt to freshman homecoming so.
warnings: angst with dan, depression, fluff!!!!!
A/N: i wanted to post something and this was in my drafts so enjoy this while i work on the requests.
you couldn't take any more of this. walking down the hall, you faced his door. your best friend. he wouldn't come out for a week. he didn't talk to you nor phil. something was wrong and he wouldn't tell anyone what.
you softly knocked on the door and waited before you heard him quietly shuffle over. once it opened, you found he was a mess. bloodshot eyes, the same clothes on as the last time you saw him, and messy hair.
you walked in and closed the door only to turn around and find he was already back to laying on his bed face down. you came over and sat down, scared he would snap if you got too close.
you didn't say anything. your prescence was enough for dan to be calmer. he just wished you would stay with him. he needed someone this week, but pushed everyone away. he didn't realize he was crying until you wiped away one of his tears with your thumb.
he sat up and kept his eyes down.
"sorry," he mumbled. you leaned against the headboard and shifted so dan could sit next to you.
"there's nothing to apologize for dan."
"i shouldn't be alive."
you looked over at him and winced. you hated when he said things like that. sure, you say that all the time, but dan had so much to live for.
"don't say that."
"why? why's that y/n?"
"because-"
"because why y/n? because people love me? because i'm famous? i'm not funny, i'm a horrible person, i'm dragging people down," he lifted up his sleeves to reveal scars up and down, "i'm a freak y/n."
you were both standing up now, facing each other.
"there's nothing wrong with you dan. that doesn't make you a freak-"
"yes it does!" at this point he was screaming. "i am a freak! i don't belong here, why can't you just see that? why can't you just leave? your life would be better without me here!"
"because you're my best friend."
"just get out. i don't need you. i never did, can't you just leave?!"
you looked down at your feet, tears filling your eyes.
"do, do you really mean that?"
dan sighed and ran a hand through his greasy hair. he didn't mean any of that, but then again, he could just end it all once you leave him. he stood there waiting for you to leave but you didn't.
"please leave y/n," he said, barely audible. you nodded the tears finally leaving your eyes, just as dan's had. you left the room and immediately walked to the living room to find phil wrapped in a blanket covering his ears.
"i hate when you two fight, y'know."
he looked up seeing you crying and stood up, embracing you. yes, this wasn't the first time you and dan had a screaming match when one of you were having an episode. it happened probably once every two months. but never had you cried. phil nor dan had ever seen you cry. (A/N: phil let out a single tear, not afraid to show emotion in front of his true best friend.)
"he hates me."
"no he doesn't. you need to go back and talk with him."
"he hates me. he always has. i'll just move out. you'll both be better off without me around."
"no. we need you here. now go talk to him. i am going to sleep now," phil was determined. his two best friends would not stay fighting.
you sighed, walking to your room to put lounge pants and one of dan's old sweatshirts on. he had one of yours too. your friendship was one that you cherished so much. walking back to his room, you saw him crying into a pillow.
he felt the bed dip and he didn't look up. he thought whoever it was would give up on him and go away. ten minutes later, you hadn't left, but dan had started to cry harder.
you hesitantly reached over and rubbed his back a little. he finally turned to look at you.
"why are you here?"
"you should never go to sleep on an argument."
he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and leaned into your touch.
"i'm sorry for what i said. i didn't mean it, i was just upset."
"i know you didn't mean it. it's okay."
you returned his hug, playing with his curls. you knew this relaxes him.
"i just, i don't know. i feel awful right now."
"probably cause you haven't slept, showered, or eaten in a week." he let out a small laugh.
"i guess that's something."
you smiled, and released your hug.
"you get in the shower, i'm gonna bring you toast when you're done."
>•<
you walked back to his room once dan told you he was done. his curls were still wet and he had pajamas on now. you pushed the plate of toast you had toward him as you laid down on his bed.
"you need to eat."
"all of it?"
"not all, just half."
he sighed and did what you told him to do. he was happy he didn't puke it up this time. he started to doze off once he picked up his computer. you noticed this, but he told you he was fine.
after a half hour, you were getting tired yourself. phil came into the room and smiled.
"all made up?"
you nodded while dan was still dozing off atop his computer.
"that's good. i'm going to head to sleep now. you lovebirds should too," phil wiggled his eyebrows.
you laughed and said goodnight to him. gently waking up dan, you told him to get ready to sleep. he rolled under the covers after putting his laptop away.
you started to walk out until dan called your name. he scooted over and patted the spot next to him, nervously looking down, expecting you to just leave. you smiled and came over.
you pulled him close, feeling his legs entangled with yours, while you gently traced "i love you" over and over again on his bare back with your finger.
you took a quick glance down at dan, who was laying his head on your chest, to check if he was still comfortable as he looked up sleepily. you began to think how much you never want the moment to end. then you also begin to think about how would you two be after a moment that close.
"i love you too," his gentle voice rang through your ears, as a soft smile returning to his face once again, and the warmth of his body soaking with yours.
dan began to think about what you felt because he began to feel something once again. he leaned up and sloppily kissed your lips. he laid back down placing his head on your shoulder, being comforted by you.
"goodnight dan."
"goodnight n/n."
if anyone is struggling with not eating or skipping meals please come talk to me. you are not alone!!!
i struggled with that this year where i hated my body so much and thought that i gained weight even though i knew i was skinny to the point where i would go to school and either not get lunch or just throw it out. some days i would pack a granola bar to eat for my mom but i wouldn't eat it at school. that cycle continued for two months. i even forced myself to throw up food twice. but i've mostly gotten better with skipping meals cause my frens would make me eat during school and i realized how unhealthy it is. if you're going through anything like that i'm always here. no matter where you are, or who you are🖤
i'm sorry for writing this
dallon weekes x tyler joseph
my fren sent me this picture and i had an idea of a fluffy dallon and tyler imagine (:
warnings: none!!
tyler ran off stage, josh following closely behind, the sweat shaking off them. they had just played a huge show with i don't know how but they found me.
"that was sick!!" josh wrapped an arm around tyler.
"as frick," he winked back. dallon came up to them, telling the boys what a great job they each did.
"are you kidding? you were amazing!" josh said.
"yeah man, thank you so much for playing the show with us," tyler said.
"anything for two of the twenty one pilots," dallon laughed at his lame pun. ryan came over and fist bumped josh before the both of them walked off to pack away their drums.
"hey, tyler?" dallon held tyler's hand, his face heating up.
"do you want to, uh, maybe hang out for a bit tonight? maybe?" dallon suddenly lost all his confidence waiting for tyler's answer.
"yeah, i'd love that actually," tyler was internally screaming that dallon weekes was holding his hand right now and just asked to hang out.
the two walked out of the arena and toward the hotel they were staying at. dallon and tyler had been talking for an hour now about anything they could.
"do you want to watch a movie?" tyler asked while opening the hotel room door.
"yeah!" dallon threw himself on the bed and laughed as tyler just shook his head, trying to hold back a smile.
"uh, nightmare before christmas?" tyker suggested.
"that's my favorite movie!"
"me too," tyler beamed, joining dallon on the bed.
about halfway through the movie, tyler was starting to doze off from the big show tonight and dallon laughed at his attempts to stay awake.
dallon turned off the tv and wrapped an arm around tyler, pulling him closer. tyler layed his head on the taller boy's chest, enjoying the warmth that he gave off. just as he was about to fall asleep the door shot open and josh walked in throwing his arms up.
"i've arrived tyjo," he screamed, "oh hey dallon!"
"hey josh! i'll see you guys at tomorrow's show right?" dallon shot a wink to tyler.
"yep!"
the two got off the bed, and walked toward the door.
"ty, do you want to get breakfast together tomorrow?"
tyler nodded, "it's a date!"
dallon's face flushed a bright pink before he leaned forward and placed his lips on tyler's. it was gentle and sweet.
"see you tomorrow tyler," he smiled.
tyler closed the door and walked back over to their beds.
"soooo, how'd it go," josh said in a sing song voice.
"we kissed," tyler smiled.
"i called it. what'd i tell you ty?!" josh said poking his side.
"alright, alright!! you were right!" tyler laughed, grabbing josh's arm.
hey guys!! please don't take this seriously. i'm aware that both the boys are happily married and straight (for the most part *badum tss* k bye). so please don't give me hate for this because it's simply a joke that intold my fren who sent me the picture. real fanfics are coming soon!!
XOcourt
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I'M SO SO SORRY I'VE BEEN INACTIVE!!!!!! I'VE BEEN SO CAUGHT UP DOWN THE SHORE. I APOLOGIZE AND I WILL TRY POST PART 2 OF THE DAN FIC TONIGHT ALONG WITH A RICHIE TOZIER ONE.
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just dan fluff cause everyone needs that❤️
dan didn't really know why you were upset but then again, he wouldn't know what to say. so instead of talking, he gently pulled you onto his lap with a small pull of your sleeve and wrapped his arms around you. you tucked your head into the crook of his neck as he placed a small kiss on your head. you fought back a smile while he hummed a muse song into the air. his fingers brushed up and down the skin on your waist just under your shirt. you let out a sigh as you began to feel safe and happier after your awful day.
Doctor: you have an iron deficiency
Me: no I have an iron man deficiency pls bring him bac k
hhh same
I felt it was time to share this as hopefully my story will help!
Coming Out To You
i'm so so proud of you phil. thank you for this💛
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I’m trying to make a point to a friend
oh my god someone understands. i feel like everyone thinks only girls can write fanfiction but boys can too. we support them💛💛
Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t means that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them :)
I’m going to be that combo breaker friendo and tag you all in a huge ass post cause YOU ALL ARE AWESOME AND I HAVE TOO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE
So, please take all of it and know that ya’ll are amazing, astounding, and without you, i probably wouldn’t be where I am? :’D ♥ I have never felt more welcomed in a community, so you all have been dragging me out of my horrible hermit shell, and for that I adore you all like the huge sappysap I am uv u ♥
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man life is weird
Dan howell x reader
warnings: angst: lots of it, profanities, mentions of depression, LOTS OF FLUFF, literally one kiss.
"dan, i didn't mean to-"
"no y/n. save it."
"please stop yelling dan."
this is where phil chimed in, "dan stop it."
"what the fuck have i done? she's cancelled two interviews with us this week and hasn't gone to her bbc show in a month," dan pushed phil's hand away when he placed it on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.
"just let her explain, stop pressuring her-"
"phil stop sticking up for her! she hasn't done anything around here in so long. this is the first conversation either of us have had with her in a week. she's avoiding us phil!"
phil looked taken aback by dan's sudden outburst. you had your laptop open in front of you with a message from youtube you had recieved today.
looking between the two, you said, "i need to film a video. please leave."
"just another opportunity for you to avoid us."
you felt like crying right now. you locked the door, set up your camera, and did what youtube had asked. their email had said:
we understand that you are going through a rough patch. we don't mind your absence from events, we completely understand and don't want you to worry. however, we would like to know if you can make a video on your mental illness for mental illness awareness. we also have an event next thursday for mental illness we would like you to attend. it's interviews, q and a with fans, and meet and greets. we don't want to force you into anything so take all the time you need.
you looked into the camera giving a slight wave. "hey there. i'm so sorry for a lot of things. one, i've been very inactive this month which i will get into in just a minute. and two, i look like absolute trash. yes i know what you're thinking," you spun around in your chair, dramatically throwing up your arms, "i haven't existed in forever!"
you smiled the slightest, "well as you all know, i always make jokes, i love to make others happy like you guys. but sometimes it's hard for me to keep myself happy."
you pulled up a little slip of paper. "this is my doctor's note," you pointed at the camera, "shout out to you doctor margaret! now this is no ordinary doctor's note. for i, the happiest person alive, have depression. yes i know you're thinking, i'm faking it. it's for publicity."
you ran a hand through your greasy hair with a few tears blurring your eyesight, "i'm not. i wish it wasn't there but it is. i've dealt with it for years. none of my friends ever knew and most of my family hasn't known either. just my mom and doctor. well and now you guys of course."
you sighed and thought of what to say next while twirling a bracelet on your wrist.
"i've been seeing my doctor this last month. i haven't exactly left my room much besides that. i will be attending, drum roll please, the mental illness awareness event next thursday that youtube is hosting," a few tears had slipped out but you laighed before continuing, "i hope to see you there. stay alive frens!"
you didn't edit the video, you just posted it, then took a nap.
you awoke to the bed shaking up and down and someone stradding you.
"y/n, y/n, y/n, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean it, i didn't. you know that. please, i'm sorry. you should've told us we could've helped you-"
"shh dan. it's alright."
"no it isn't. you should've told phil and i. we would've helped you. we could've-
"just lay down with me," you mumbled.
"w-what?"
"you heard me. get down here and lay with me," you looked at dan who had his mouth open.
"i literally yelled at you earlier and you want to spend time with me?"
"yes."
"but-"
you grabbed his arm, "it's ok."
he looked at the clock and turned back you with a soft expression. hesistantly he said, "i'm staying the night here, let me change first."
he came back in boxers and a large t-shirt before getting under the comforter with you. at first you were both on your backs, side by side before you turned over and looked at him, dan doing the same.
he gently pressed his forehead to yours before lacing your hands. it was calming.
"i'm really sorry," he whispered.
"it's alright dan. stop worrying," you leaned up to kiss his lips before putting your head against his chest.
"i love you n/n."
"i love you too dan."
that night you both happily fell asleep in each other's arms.
i'm back guys. requests are open again, and i have about 10 fics that are drafted right now. i'm finishing up the part two of the previous dan howell fic. hang tight loves. if you need anything message me (that goes for anyone, i don'f care who you are. please talk to me if you're going theough something.) stay alive💛
XOcourt
truce
tyler joseph x reader
this is just something i thought of. i've been suicidal and this helped me this cause it ended happily, a positive way to end. something how i would want a friend to be there. if you want to talk, i don't care how old you are or who you are i'm here for you. i understand.
warnings: suicide attempt, one kiss, and fluff.
Now the night is coming to an end
you sat on the bed, staring at the hardwood floors. quiet. everything was quiet. besides the voices. the voices never stopped. not until you did what they had said. this time the voices took it too far. the half empty bottle of god-knows-what sat on the bedside table.
you feel like it's been an hour but it's really only a few seconds. you weakly grabbed your phone to check the time and to see if your father said he was on his way home yet. scrolling through your notifications on your lock screen, there was one message. your vision began to get hazy and when you blinked once everything flashed.
The sun will rise and we will try again
lights. white lights everywhere. and shadows. people. there were voices, but not the one's from your head. there were a few, but it kept ringing in beep and out beep and back in until you screamed. but you didn't scream. it was meakly a small shriek. someone's hand touched yours. wetness. the back of your hand become wet.
Stay alive
"c'mon y/n. stay with us. i can't lose you. you'll be okay, you'll be alright. just stick with me, okay? let them help you, please. please."
Stay alive for me
the voice was faint but you knew it anywhere. tyler. why was he here? where is here? you couldn't comprehend anything. everything was a small blur, like after you look into the sun for far too long without sunglasses and you start to see color dots. that was all that was seen, but there were outlines of things. people. machines.
You will die
"she's stabilizing, her breathing is spaced, connect her to a ventilator! quick! give her the ventilator. it's going to be okay stick with us hun."
but now your life is free
"mr. joseph, mr. joseph, we need you to calm down. she's going to be okay. she's almost stable."
you felt a hand on your chest pushing down, a tube go in your mouth, and a mask around your nose.
1,
2,
3.
Take pride in what is sure to die
you gasped for breath, your lungs burning, and stomach acid carving through. you could see clearly a hospital room, several doctors, and your dad and tyler outside in the hallways through the little window of the room. the doctors sighed in relief, you still regaining your breath.
that was the longest night of your life. you had to spend the night at the hospital all alone while they ran tests on you. tyler waited outside the door all night after your dad had left, with no sleep even though he knew they wouldn't let him in until tomorrow when you could be released.
it was pretty late when you could finally go home but after one small test. you saw tyler gently knock on the door as the doctor's began to clear out. one stayed and told tyler the status of your health before going to get the paperwork.
you shifted uncomfortably in the hospital bed before looking at him and cracking a sarcastic smirk, "y'know, i thought the first time i'd wind up in a hospital would be when i was giving birth to your kid." tyler smiled and laughed while beginning to tear up. his eyes were already all red and puffy. it looked like he hadn't slept in so long.
"i thought you were gone you scared me so much. i-i couldn't lose my best friend."
I will fear the night again
"i'm scared tyler, i'm alone," you mumbled, taking a new interest in your hospital shirt.
I hope I'm not my only friend
"you have me n/n. you will always have me. no matter what. do you know how important you are to me? you mean so much to me. i would do anything for you."
Stay alive
tyler knelt down and met your eyes before continuing, "and I wanted to tell you that it's worth it so just keep going. I mean it, I really mean it if I sit here and tell you that."
Stay alive for me
the doctor came back in to give you release papers and the therapy sessions paper work. tyler filled it out and turned back to you.
"y'know ty, these shirts aren't as comfortable as they look," you laughed. tyler chuckled a little before reaching into a bag and throwing a shirt at you.
"boom, i'm such a good friend." he turned around and covered his eyes even though you both have changed in the same room before since you were kids.
You will die, but now your life is free
you changed quickly and tapped his shoulder once you were done. he grabbed your hand and held onto it tightly but comfortingly, scared you would leave him.
he never let go. the whole ride back to his house, once you both went to his bed to rest--he stayed with you the whole time, just like he promised. you were sat between his legs, back resting on his stomach.
"you need sleep ty," you whispered.
"so do you." you shook your head, "then i'm staying awake with you y/n."
you rolled over onto your side as did tyler and you both stared at each other. he pulled you a little closer to him and wrapped his arms around your waist while you leaned your head back on his chest, feeling his chin rest on your head.
"n/n?"
"yeah ty?"
"why did you do it?"
Take pride in what is sure to die
"i wanted to voices to stop. and i felt so bad about myself. i'm just-"
"you're amazing. trust me."
"tyler i am not-"
he placed his lips against yours and ran a hand through your hair. he pulled back and smiled.
"yeah you are. let's get some sleep, you have to go to the therapy tomorrow and i'm not leaving you."
"ty i'll be fine."
"i know you will, but i'm not leaving you."
he pecked your lips once more and you both drifted to sleep.