#bitchamigos

[rongasm]

AAAHHHH I understand you url now

LOL :) 

DID ANYBODY EVER THINK THAT I JUST REALLY LIKE THE IDEA OF LYDIA GETTING A DOCTORATE AND MARRYING STILES STILINSKI? 

All these ulterior motives I’m supposed to have, maaaaan. 

(Thanks for reading my fic, friend.) 

[livinglovingly]

Happy late 2 year tumblr anniversary to the true bitch amigo bitchamigos congrats on screwing up two years of life k bye

[liberaldreams]

It's hard to stand without support.

[liberaldreams]

6 Word Story

[livinglovingly]

me: everyone is a woman of color

friend: everyone? even men?

me: everyone is a woman of color.

[thestoriesoftheseven]

Question for Whitney: What is you tumblr/ffnet/ao3 account? I'm hooked on the one shots you posted and want more. Thanks!!!

Well, I was formally WElaine21 on Tumblr. Here is my fanfic account and Ao3 is the same but honestly there isn't anything on Ao3... most of my stuff is on Fanfiction.net and I am in the process of posting all of my drabbles from my old Tumblr to this page. 

[blue-likethemountains]

I'm not 100% how to do this but it seems fun....

Rule One: Always post the rules.

Rule Two: Answer the questions asked by your tagger and ask eleven more.

Rule Three: Tag eleven people and link them to this post.

Rule Four: Actually tell them you tagged them.

Questions From:

1. What would you do/want if you have one wish in the world? (World Peace is not an option, sorry)

Uhhhh I would want to wish for something philosophical and important that would shape the world as we know it, but I also kind of feel like that's cheating and it's not the same if we don't solve those problems on our own, so-

I would probably end up wishing for the marvel universe to be real and for me to be able to teleport. Or, if that counts as two wishes, I'm fine with just teleporting.

2. What's your favorite item that you own?

Easy one! My mandolin. I've had it since I was in fifth grade (so almost 15 years whoa) and it's the most fun and most wonderful thing PLUS MUSIC so yeah.

3. Favorite Bands?

THIS IS GENUINELY SO HARD OKAY HOLD ON

-Needtobreathe

-American Authors

-Bastille

-Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

-Churchill BEFORE THEY BROKE UP AND ABANDONED ME

-The Avett Brothers

-The Lone Bellow

-The Last Bison.....

sorry that's a lot I'll stop

4. Favorite Outfit?

Uhh probably my favorite pair of dark-wash skinny jeans and a plain white v-neck and a scarf. any scarf. plus some boots.

5. What's the craziest thing you have ever done? Would you do it again?

I'm not very exciting, so I guess the craziest thing I've done would be to go parasailing and YES I WOULD DO IT AGAIN BECAUSE IT WAS AMAZING

6. Favorite Fandom? You don't have to belong to said fandom.

Hmmm....I guess my favorite fandom would be the Harry Potter fandom because it's been a LONG TIME and we're still sticking around even though our series has been over for a while. However, I admire the obnoxious omnipresence of the supernatural fandom, even though I'm not a part of it.

7. What is your guilty pleasure?

STORM CHASING. If I could, I would sit outside/follow every storm ever. I love storms. But then people are always like "ma'am that's a hurricane ma'am please go inside your house ma'am PLEASE STOP PLAYING IN FLOODWATER" so

8. If you could live in any novel, what would it be?

HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER (but like without having to battle voldemort. i just want to be a witch and have magical homework and magical problems and a magical family or a non-magical family i don't really care but M A G I C)

9. What is your ideal mode of transportation?

i prefer to be carried around on a cloud of fire, striking fear into the hearts of my enemies and those who would take my throne

10. If you were trapped on an island with your three favorite things and people, would you stay? Who and what would they be?

I would be trapped with my parents and my best friend/housemate. I would also have my mandolin, a copy of the complete works of charles dickens, and my dog. (Can he count as a favorite thing?)

And I probably wouldn't stay forever because I wouldn't see all the other people/things that I love and also food/water? Entertainment? WI-FI?!?! But you know, a vacation there would be nice. We'd have fun.

11. Favorite scent from Bath and Body Works?

Sensual Amber 4 Lyfe b/c i am v. sensual obviously

My Questions:

1. Favorite movie - GO.

2. What was your favorite childhood vacation? What's your favorite now? Why?

3. Favorite genre of music?

4. If you lived in a realm of your own creation what color would the trees be, and what would they taste like?

5. Who's your fictional BFF (non romantically. you're just bros. don't make it weird.)?

6. East coast or west coast? (Alternatively: just east or west, if you're not into the whole coast-to-coast battle.)

7. If you could have a supporting role on any TV show, what would it be, and who would you be? (How would you die, if that's the kind of show you pick?)

8. BOOM. You've just been turned into an animal. What's the first animal that comes to mind? What's your first order of business as that animal?

9. What does your ideal candle smell like?

10. Would you rather have ears the size of your hands, or hands the size of your ears? (Both are fully functional, just SUPER WEIRD)

11. Who is your celebrity soulmate? How many children would you have? Where would you live? Paint me a picture of your life. (With your words. Or, if you're artistic (hannah) you can paint me a literal picture of your life. Actually, please do that if possible.)

[halfblood-memories]

'i'm pretending to be ur bff bc u looked VERY uncomfortable with that person at the bar hitting on u' AU Jasper/Jiper/Jason&Piper

Sorry this is super late! I had something down last night but this morning when I went to edit it, it was just terrible, hopefully thing is better than that, enjoy :D

….

Piper might have been a little drunk and she swore that the guy was good-looking. Well, he was good-looking until he opened his big, stupid mouth with nacho cheese breathe and started talking about stupid frat boy things like farts and boobs.

She sipped some more of her cup of cheap beer that this wild frat party on a weekday night provided, as she half-assed listened to Nacho-Breather (that’s her name for him) tell her about how awesome he thought he was. Maybe she should have listened to Annabeth and stay in tonight. Piper was lucky enough to not have any classes the next day until well after lunch so she thought to hell with it all and went anyways.

Besides, she needed an excuse to get drunk and maybe make-out with some random guy to forget about another.

Whoa. Where did that come from? Piper stared down at her drink. That had to have been the alcohol talking. There wasn’t anyone she wanted to forget… no way…

It just happened to be consequence that she picked this party, at this fraternity, on this night… pure consequence… that’s what she kept telling herself.

“Did I tell you about how I’m on the lacrosse team?” Nacho-Breather asked.

“Oh really?” Their school’s lacrosse team was terrible, “What position do you play? Offense or defense?”

“Well, I’m on the bench right now,” he puffed his chest out a little, “Mostly because I’m only a sophomore, but Coach says that as soon as one of the starters get injured that I get the spot.”

“Oh… how… interesting,” Piper avoided looking at Nacho-Breather, he seemed so proud of himself and his breath was starting to make her sick. She glanced around the party, hoping, praying that someone she knew would show up and save her. But even though the living room and kitchen of the house were filled and there were people who spilled out onto the grounds, Piper didn’t see a single person she knew. Oh the joys of a big university…

“Yeah, things are going really good for me in the weight room now too, I’m just starting to bench 180,” Piper ignored the rest of what he was saying. She needed to figure out a way to get rid of him, but in her current state, her brain couldn’t wrap around any good ideas.

Suddenly, Piper felt a warm arm wrap around her waist, pulling her against a hard, muscular chest. She looked up so quickly to see exactly who’s delicious chest she was pressed up against that she might as well have gotten whiplash. Lush blond hair cropped in a tidy, military cut, brilliant blue eyes, an adorable smile, an even more adorable scar just above that smile.

Shit.

“Hey, O’Reilly,” Jason said. Piper looked between the two of them. So Nacho-Breather was one of Jason’s fraternity brothers, but she didn’t see any brotherly love between this two. All she saw was determination on Jason’s face and- was that fear on Nacho-Breather? Piper looked one more time at Jason. His eyes had a hard look to them, and his smile had shifted into a tight line.

Yup, definitely fear.

“Grace,” Nacho-Breather said weakly, “I didn’t know you had a girl.”

Piper rolled her eyes, she was nobody’s girl.

Jason’s grip tightened around her waist and she just wanted to get away from him. She was in no mood to deal with all his dancing-around-the-important-stuff BS.

“O’Reilly, I saw a pretty blonde over by the keg just now. Nice chest and is just oozing southern charm. Just your type.” Piper could practically hear the underlying get lost to Jason’s words.

Nacho-Breather was gone not a second later without another word. Piper took this opportunity to rip herself from Jason’s grip, careful not to spill her drink all over herself. She was wearing her favorite shirt- a loose-fitting tank made of a bright geometric print fabric that showed just the right amount of skin to make anyone want to see more.

“What do you want, Grace?” Piper said, cocking out her hip.

“You looked like you were going out of your mind,” Jason shrugged, “I was just helping out.”

“No, it was more like you were trying to claim your property,” Piper snapped. She cringed, her words were so slurred that it took away an angry they held and just made them seem ridiculous.

“You’re no one’s property, Pipes,” Jason said, his voice was softer now as were the rest of the features of his face.

“Damn right, and I’m yours least of all.” Yes, Piper, even though you’re drunk off your ass, you can still tell him to shove it.

“Is that why your here?” Jason asked, stepping closer to her so that she could feel his warm breath on her cheeks. “Because you wanted to make me jealous? Remind me of how you’re not mine anymore?”

Piper huffed, crossed her arms over her chest, then looked away, “You’re absolutely ridiculous, Grace. Not everything in my life has to do with you.”

“Oh really,” his fingers snuck forward to play with the hem of her shirt, “Is that why you’re here, at a party being thrown by my fraternity, wearing my favorite shirt of yours, on our anniversary? Are you trying to tell me that’s all coincidence?”

“Yes I-” Piper turned to look at him, her eyes wide, “You remembered?”

Jason let out a breathy laugh, “Of course, Piper, because despite what you think, you are the most important thing in my life.”

Piper bit her lip before she flung herself into her arms. Her movements were sloppy and she spilt some of her drink on him, but he caught her nonetheless and held her close.

“I’m still mad at you,” Piper mumbled into his shoulder.

“I know,” he kissed the top of her head, “I messed up and I’m sorry. Can you forgive me?”

“Ask me again in the morning,” Piper said, “We’ve got a lot of things to talk about before I can do that, but for now? Can you just get me out of here?”

“Yeah, come on,” he supported her with one arm around her waist, leading them out the front door. “So, how about we have that talk over breakfast tomorrow in the dining hall by your dorm?”

Piper was about to agree but then she suddenly felt very, very queasy. Maybe cheap beer on an empty stomach wasn’t the best idea. “I dunno about that, better make it lunch.”

Jason just laughed.