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[eywaseclipse]

Happy Earth Day everyone. This film franchise literally shaped me into who I am today, and I think most of us can relate to that. Never in a million years did I think that someday I’d become part of the United Nations directly inspired by my love for this planet and indigenous sovereignty to lead the way for our generation through hope and change. Avatar represents far more than just blue aliens far out in space.

What’s your first memory of avatar it it’s significance in your life? How did it impact you? Did you join any causes inspired by the film? What are you doing in your daily life that maybe has a connection to the Avatar films?

[awsamweston]

Sorry I’ve been so quiet on social media. Darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time. The stars wheeled overhead, and every day was as long as a life age of the earth.

But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I’ve been sent back until my task is done.

Oh, my task?

Making a YouTube series.

Watch it and send notes?

[urcuteharrington]

i hate you p.1☁️

pairing-billy hargrove x fem! reader

summary-you and billy hated each other and both of you seemed to never get along no matter how hard you tried. when nancy invites you to go to tonights basketball game things get interesting.

word count- 2.1k

warnings-teasing, smoking, not much honestly

a/n- this is part 1 of the mini series!!! i plan on doing this for steve too;) hope you guys enjoy! plus i kinda wanted to make this into a mini series since you guys suggested it in one of my posts. this is my first time writing a multi-chapter story and even my first time writing a trope so enjoy and any feedback would be very helpful!

read part 2 here—> the project p.2☁️🕊

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billy hargrove the boy who every girl in hawkins high adored. he was also the boy that everyone somehow worshiped.i have around 3 classes with billy and ever since he got here their was something i couldn't stand about him.

it's just another regular monday morning in my first period class when i hear the teacher speak up. "today students we have a new student joining the class" she says before calling roll. everyone in class begins talking around wondering who the mystery student is. i was excited at the thought of a new friend in class or even a cute guy to see around school. roll continued to be called until i hear my name being called" Y/n L/n" she calls quickly i reply "here". "y/n the new student will be sitting in front of you, so if you don't mind could you show them around school" "of course" i say to her as my mind begins to wander wondering who it might be.

the door opens and everyones eyes are on him as silence fills the class. he hands his schedule to our teacher and she asks his name quietly, " class this is our new student Billy Hargrove from california, give him a warm welcome" she says as she quickly marks him present. i couldn't help but get excited to show him around school since he was really attractive. " y/n please raise your hand" i raise my hand "our friend y/n is going to show you around school today and take you to all your classes, you will also be sitting in front of her" our teacher tells him as she gives back his schedule.

he walks to his seat and turns to face me. " hi i'm y/n, i guess i'll be showing you around school today" i say with a warm smile "do you mind handing me your schedule so i can know where your classes are" he hands it to me and introduces himself to me " i'm billy". scanning through his schedule i notice we have 3 classes together." well it seems we have 3 classes together so showing you around should be easy" i say handing him back his schedule. "cool" is all he says as he turns facing the teacher again.

he seemed to be pretty cool until i watched how every time a girl passed him he would either stare at their ass or shoot them a wink causing them to blush. i shrugged it off just waiting till after class.

once class was over i waited for him to gather his things to show him to his next class and around school a bit." hey could i see your schedule again?" i ask him and he hands it to me. once he is ready we walk side by side and i show him around a bit while walking to his next class." so this is the gym and right next to it is the girl and boys locker room." i say to him and i look up and notices he isn't even paying attention but rather staring at all the girls at their lockers. i roll my eyes and walk him to his next class. " after this class stay here "i say pointing at a locker" and then i will take you to your next class and show you where your locker is" i say to him and all i hear him say is a measly 'mmhmm' as he stares at the girls next to his class.

once my class was over i headed over to his classroom to show him to his next class, which is the same class as mine. i look over and watch him flirting with this girl already, i walk over and wait for them to finish their conversation. " well i'll see you around " he says to her smirking and flashing a wink. i make a face but quickly fix it as i ask him for the paper with his locker number on it to show him where it is. we walk over to his locker and i show him how to open it, after we walk to our next class together.

it was already the last class of the day which i had again with him and once it was over i went over and talked to him." i hope the tour of the school helped you out on your first day, if you need help don't be afraid to ask me" i say with a small warm smile and he seemed disinterested again making me bite my tongue" yeah thanks" is all he says to me as he walks away.

driving home all i could think about was how rude he was to me, i mean i didn't have to do all that for him i could have just pointed to where everything was and make him figure it out himself. the way he walked around so prideful like he could get any of the girls at school around his arm and have them wrapped around his finger. the more i thought about it the more i started to dislike him, i will give him a chance but it seems as we didn't start off on the right foot.

weeks passed since his first day at hawkins high and it seemed that i wasn't the only one who shared this dislike, he seemed to not be too fond of me either. i would hear his little comments he made of me after i answered a question, the small fights we would get into when we would be paired up, and the looks we would give each other while walking through the halls.

it was 3rd period and i heard billy make a comment about me again to one of the other boys that sat in front of him. i felt my blood begin to boil and since he sat next to me i decided to voice my opinion." hey billy, next time say it to my face yeah?" i say to him and he looks at me telling me " i don't think little miss perfect will be able to handle what i have to say about her yeah?" he says laughing after and i bite on my tongue to stop myself from making the situation worse, the last thing i would want is the teacher stepping in. i look his way and scoff then roll my eyes trying to leave it at that.

i sit with my friends at lunch enjoying the conversation we are having until one of my friends brings up after school how theirs a basket ball game happening later at night."hey y/n do you think you could come with me since no one else here wants to" nancy asks me and i agree to go with her. as we hear the bell ring to head to our next period i say my goodbyes and head to my next class.

"hey l/n you going to the basketball game tonight?"steve asks me and i smile "yeah i am going with one of my friends" his face lights up " wait do you know if nancy is going tonight, i know you're friends with her and maybe she told you" i look at him and say " yeah i am actually going with her so we will cheer you on tonight" his face seems to be filled with pure joy excited that nancy was going tonight.

after school nancy and i walk over to my car and we both walk past billy. the whole time i feel his gaze on me but i act as if it was nothing not wanting to pay any attention to him. once we sit inside my car i ask nancy " wanna stop at my place first or yours?" i ask her and she tells me " we can head to mine first since yours will be on the way to school, if thats fine with you " i pull out of my parking spot and reply " it's fine i don't mind" i play the radio on low but she soon asks me " did you see how billy was looking at you" " yeah but he's a douche man, i can't stand him" she looks at me and laughs " you sure about that" i look at her with a serious look "he's always making comments about me in class and i would't be suprised if he said stuff about me to his little friends."

we walk into wheelers house and i greet mrs.wheeler " good afternoon mrs.wheeler!" i say to her with a smile and she hugs me" it's so good to see you y/n" we talk a little bit until nancy pulls me to her room. " so should i change my shirt or wear this" she asks me as she shuffles through her closet." you can change your shirt but wait is steve taking you home or am i" i ask her and i lay on her bed" i think steve is taking me after but if we go anywhere you should come" she tells me while she switches her shirt" no i wouldn't want to intrude on you guys little date" laughing a bit and she rolls her eyes." wanna borrow a sweater or something?" i nod my head and look through her sweaters. picking one out i ask to borrow it and she replys with 'sure' and continues doing her makeup. i quickly change into it and she asks me to get her a sweater to put over her shirt incase it gets cold.

i lay on her bed and she asks me " why do you hate billy so much?" and as i stare at the ceiling i spill. " he walks around like he's all that and i swear he has the biggest ego. i hate the stupid little comments he makes about me during class and..." the list seemed to just go on and on until she was eventually done with everything and ready to go.

we arrive at my house and surprisingly no one is home." let me just freshen up and then we can go i say as we walk to my room. i fix my makeup a little and everything else i need to do. before i know it we are on our way to the basketball game.

finding a seat near the front nancy and i start talking. time passes and soon we hear the announcer start introducing the other schools team and then ours, we watch as the boys run out of the locker room and we all begin cheering. i soon spot billy and we both make eye contact, i was taken aback when we meet each others gaze. he smirks at me and i just know he is already thinking of the comments he is gonna say when we go back to school on monday.

the game continues and with each basket our team made we would be loudly cheering earning a smile from harrington and a few times i would see billy roll his eyes. i couldn't care less though because nancy and i were having a great time. it was the last ten seconds of the game and billy shoots a basket earning a loud cheer from the crowd. everyone excited we won against one of the hardest teams, nancy and i jumping up and down excited about the win.

after the game we meet up with steve and we congratulate him on the big win. eventually he asks nancy to go get food with him after and i say goodbye to her and congratulate steve again before leaving.

while walking to my car i pass billy having a smoke," came to the game tonight to watch me y/n" he asks in a cocky tone " you wish, i went for nancy" i say to him and he laughs" the looks you gave me say otherwise." he says tossing the cigarette on the floor stomping on it." yeah yeah think what you want billy" i say as i get into my car soon leaving. driving home i think about how billy was trying to get me wrapped around his finger, i knew he was because everyone else was so easily wrapped up in his charm and his confidence that was noticeable to everyone. they let his ego inflate and now he thinks every girl can be wrapped around his little finger. their was something about him that just annoyed me and it was all i could think about. if he's gonna make comments about me then so be it, i won't hold back anymore and ill say something back.

we will just have to wait till monday then...

[papyrus-onlyblogokay]

Was watching some Undertale Au's animated (like underverse) and thought of a cool papyrus story to animate... BUUTTttt~

Ended up making a... A papyrus with time controll powers (like stopping and starting time, and possibly a sans with rewind and reverse time powers??)

And umm... Heres how papyrus looks like:

And i dont know why, but DAMN THAT'S A GOOD DESIGN-

(PS: I CANT DO A CUT ON MOBILE, SO APOLOGIZE FOR THE LONG POST ;-;)

The story is still a bit wonky, as its still freshly made out of the oven- but the concept is that:

Papyrus had finally fixed the machine in the basement after many weeks & months of work. To his dismay, like many of his great creations, it ends up blowing up in his face...literally.

Of course, this was not supposed to happen. Not canonically at least. The brothers where never supposed to fix the machine that could send them home. Leading to his file name changing to "ANomaly_0506_Time" more or less nicknamed "ANT" or "AT-papyrus."

He ends up getting trapped in 2 realities, due to the nature of the machine not only being crated by gaster, (a person who created a machine capable of shattering him across dimension-) but because the machine LITERALLY IS MADE TO SEND THEM TO AN ALTERNATE DIMENSION AND/OR WORLD.

So he gets trapped in the separate world tat continuously replays the exact event before he "fully perished" which means he still has burn marks and a few cracks, but is mostly left unscathed.

(Basically hes stuck in a time loop of the past few seconds. With only him being able to move/interact.)

And later learns he gains new abilities due to this.

The whole thing is based on the aesthetic and idea of "clocks" and everything that is related to them.

And thats as far as i got. I still am unsure what to do with the rest of the charctersconnected to this, i.e alphys, sans, gaster, frisk, flowey, and at some point perhaps even more minor characters like temmie, mettaton OR muffet, or toby fox (dog) himself.

Its a fun idea, but i mostly want feedback to see if its worth ACTUALLY producing something like this in comic or animated form.

So uh yeah, thats it. C YA!

[cheffluffy]

Going stir crazy in my house today. So focaccia bread. I used so much oil I am worried about being invaded by the U.S. government.

[empressapprentice]

Arcana Headcanons: Engagement/Marriage with the Main 6

Recently made an Ao3 account and want to start posting headcanons as a way of becoming more comfortable writing fiction. Here’s my first attempt! Requests and feedback are always welcome. This first round is of proposals, engagements and marriage with the main 6. Personally I don’t even like the idea of marriage but I am so whipped for these characters I can’t help but imagine them proposing and everything ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Hope you enjoy this as much as I liked writing it!

Asra:

Wanted to marry you since the beginning, knew you were the one shortly after meeting you

Was going to propose when you ran away from the plague with him, part of the reason he was so devastated when you chose to stay behind

Became obsessive over not missing his chance again

While packing on the night of the resurrection ritual, he made sure to have the ring ready for when you woke up but quickly realized you couldn’t walk, talk or remember anything about your past so he had to wait

He was so excited to finally ask you to marry him when you defeated the devil together

The only thing that felt better than asking was when you said yes

The two of you get married (legally) ASAP, figuring Asra has waited long enough. Once the paperwork is set, you work on planning a celebration with friends

Julian:

Loves you more than anything and wants to make it official but has trouble overcoming his doubts that you want the same thing (even after you talked about it!)

He confides in Portia, who scolds him for not believing in your relationship and decides to help him plan the perfect proposal

Little does he know, you suspect Julian’s insecurities are holding him back and plan to just propose to him yourself

You also confide in Portia, asking her for advice too, who is waiting eagerly to see how this plays out

One day, during an afternoon tea at the Palace, Julian gets down on one knee, only to see you laugh. Poor thing has nearly has a heart attack until you reach into your own pocket to find the ring you bought him. You apologize for scaring him and exchange rings

After you get married, you have a long honeymoon traveling the world, getting into trouble and barely keeping your hands off each other

Nadia

Has a super cute canon proposal

The two of you decide to have a long engagement while rebuilding Vesuvia

It’s partially so the public can get used to the two of you and partially since you both prioritize the city’s needs over your personal desire to tie the knot

As long as the two of you are together in any form, you’re happy

You time your wedding to happen at the start of the following Masquerade so the rest of the event is a celebration of the Countess’ marriage

The wedding symbolizes Nadia’s commitment to major changes in Vesuvia, including a partner who is kind and dedicated to the well-being of the city instead of a certain goat…

You attend the first night of the Masquerade to party after the wedding and then decide you’ve done enough for Vesuvia and lock yourselves in Nadia’s room for a honeymoon~

Lucio

The two of you are traveling together and have a few drinks at the tavern you’re staying near

A few drinks turn into many, and you two wake up in the morning with pounding headaches and wedding bands on your fingers

You decide that you’ve wanted to marry each other for a long time and are glad things worked out like they did

In a surprising display of maturity, Lucio says that he is glad you didn’t have a big party and wants to just have a small celebration when you get back home

Lucio no longer needs massive shows of wealth to compensate for his insecurities and as a display of power. He knows you love him and doesn’t need anything else. However, he wants to commission several topiaries depicting your love story, dress you both in the most luxurious and ostentatious outfits possible, and involve swans, magic and fireworks into his vows

Portia

Portia also has an adorable canon proposal, and you can choose to elope onboard

Still, throughout your travels, Portia proposes to you loudly and publicly at each new city. You’re confused the first time, but know from the twinkle in her eye that it’s time to go into “partners-in-crime” mode so you play along

These displays get you free food at restaurants, upgraded rooms when staying on land and special souvenirs. Your wife is an evil genius.

Each time Portia proposes again, it gets harder and harder to keep from laughing but you are determined to keep it together

You arrive back in Vesuvia laden with gifts and stories of special privileges, teasing Julian relentlessly as he tries to guess how you got so many things for free (“I guess I’m just a better pirate than you are, Ilya!”)

Portia finally reveals that you two are married and he nearly faints in happiness

Your final con is when Nadia insists on having another ceremony at the Palace for you since you poor things got married on a boat

Muriel

You and Muriel are more than content to not get married—you don’t really need it when you live in a hut in the woods with chickens for neighbors…

But after one of your trips to the South, you find more artifacts and tapestries depicting Muriel’s culture’s marriage traditions

Though neither of you want a huge celebration, you decide you’re both ready for a new aspect to your relationship and agree that if you incorporate Southern traditions into a ceremony, it would help Muriel feel more connected to his culture

When Nadia finds about the ceremony, she insists on helping you source the needed materials and offers to host at the Palace

With the Palace’s resources (and coin), you have a beautiful ceremony that reflects Muriel’s heritage and the future you plan on having together

[mimiscappinisideblog]

I've got this idea for sometime now and I know I'll never gonna do anything with this so I'll share it with you all.

If any of you wants to do something with this shit be my guest. Btw this is some selfindulgent shit.

This has been in my drafts for months.

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A friday night out with your friends. Just your average group of people in a bar drinking and enjoying eachothers company.

This bar was one of your favorites because of the ambient, not too classy and just enough of that calmly home feeling to make you feel warm and welcome.

Not to mention the live music playing every night. Each artist bringing a little of their soul to play off on that stage where all the patrons were able to see and listen.

You suggested this specific bar to your friends because of one thing, the drinks were really good and not too expensive, and maybe also because friday nights a certain musician came in to play it's a posibility. Okay, it was only for him who are you kidding.

You frequented that bar enough times to know that he came every friday to sing a couple of songs then he'd have one or two beers before leaving.

By this time you already knew who he was, the barman told you he teaches music in an after school program that originated from Horace Green. The barman already knew of your little crush on him and was trying to get you to try and talk to him but you were too shy of a loser to actually go and say hi to him.

One of your friends shooked you out of your thoughts and handed you your drink, she saw your distant stare.

"You alright there dub? You seem distracted." she asked with concern in ver voice.

"Which is funny considering you were the one that bring us here. You wanna leave already or something?" another one chimes in.

"No, no. I'm fine." you said trying to compose yourself for them "I was just thinking, nothing to worry about." you hope they buy it and not press more on the matter that you were expecting someone intenly watching the front doors. "what were you guys talking about?"

You try to jump in the conversation but out of the corner of your eye you see the doors open.

And then you see him.

Dewey Finn, the man who's been running on your mind the whole day in anticipation for this moment. The man who sends you a thousand buttlerflies everytime you hear his melodic voice singing. He's fanally here.

He goes to do a little chat with the barman. Your eyes focus on him for a little too long. Long enough for you not to notice that your friends were also looking at you and thanks to your staring they noticed Dewey as well.

They all excange knowing looks that were only confirm by every second that passed and you were still staring at the poor unsuspecting guy.

A witress blocks your view of the musician bringing your table some food.

"So..." your friend adressed you after the waitress was gone and you started to dig in "Were you going to go talk to him or just stare at his back whole night?"

Taking in the question you suddently notice you're the center of attention, all eyes were on you "What are you talking about?" you said trying to play dumb.

"Come on, everybody saw the way you were undressing the guy at the front bar. A little bit more staring and you'd drill holes on the back of his neck"

"Please. She was totally looking at his butt. No way the holes were going to end up in his head" your face was aflame, pretty sure they all could see your red blush even with the caramel lights of the place.

"No I wasn't" you insist "I was just looking at the different drinks they have on the menu posted on tbe wall. Might wanna try something new"

"Something new... Like the guy with the guitar at the front bar?" They kept at it.

There was no escape, they won't let you go out of this. You know very well they'll keep it up until you confessed to them, which you were known to avoid at all costs.

With a deep breath you finish the glass you were still holding onto and stood up "I wasn't staeing at him, if you don't believe me I don't care. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to the bathroom" you really needed some cold water on your hot-red face.

Meanwhile Dewey went on stage to get his things ready, so when the barman was free he took a stroll to the table you and your friends were at.

He told your friends all they needed to know about your little 'dilema' with Dewey and that he tried effortlessly to get you two together.

He left your table after that and went back to work. Your friends were estatic, comming up with ideas of what to do with you.

And they got one, you were fucked... Well they hope you get fucked at least.

Just as you came back from the bathroom the sound of guitar strings being played sorrounded you. Sweet honey filled your ears and your heart fluttered when Dewey started to sing.

You were so dumb stroked you didn't even notice your friend on your right gave you a full glass of beer.

So entranced with the music and musician you downed the whole thing before the song was over.

Dewey usually sang three songs each night.

By the time he finished you were three full glasses down.

You were, by no means, drunk you had enough acohol in your sistem just to be in a "overconfident" mode.

So overconfident that you let out a "That guy is so fucking cute" loud enough for your friends to hear.

They all wore matching grins.

The plan comming into play.

"You know, you should go an tell him" one friend on your right tells you.

"Haha I can't do that" you said laughing at the idea of just going and talk to him.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" everybody howls at that.

Oh they did not just implied that you are scared of something like that. Overconfident you was scare of nothing!

"I am not scared!" you kind of shout.

"Oh yeah? Go and tell him you think he's cute then!"

"Fine I will!" and you march for were Dewey was.

He was sitting on a bar stool looking at his phone while drinking.

At the middle of the way your shy self rised up over your overconfident one and scramed at you. What were you doing?! How do you talk to him? How in the world are you going to tell him he's cute?? This was a bad idea.

While your mind was debating your feet didn't seem to care and continued on their way.

By the time you finally decided you were going to turn around and go back to your table a voice surprised you.

"Hi. Can I help you with anything?" you look up and see. See him.

You never got this close to him before, barely two feet away. He had beautiful brown eyes. Eyes that were looking right at you waiting for an answer. Oh shit you had to answer! Your brain scattered and was looking for what to say. Think of something!

You felt eyes on your back too. Then you remembered your friends. Your friends. They fucking knew! Oh, shit they knew. How?

Making up a lie you answer Dewey "Oh, hi! Yeah, I- I'm just here because my friends kinda made me? Would you fake talking to me for a while until they calm out?" you shoot him a smile you hope seals the deal and he believes you.

"Of course. I mean, I wouldn't have to "fake it" if we just small talk, right?" oh my god his smile was brigth enough to lift your worries and made you forget everything around you.

You just smile like a dork at him, standing in front of him not sure what to do with your hands.

Everything was going okay, mindless banter of the wheater, music. It was perfect!

But your friends weren't buying it, they knew you were staling. So one of them shouts at Dewey "SHE THINKS YOU'RE CUTE!"

You freeze. Well this is it. I'm going to die after I kill my friends.

You were going to make a run for it when you hear "Is that true?"

Looking at Dewey you felt silent for a minute.

"Do you really think I'm cute?" that genuine smile catched you off guard.

Enough to make you speak without thinking "Of course I do! You're hella cute" Were did that come from?

He just giggles at that. Is he... Is he dashful? This man is going to be the death of you!

"Why, thank you!" he takes a good look at you "You're pretty cute too" and he sends you a wink.

Now you think he's gonna be the death of you.

How fucking dare he make your heart stop for a second. And that wink made your legs tremble. You were so fucked.

"Wow, um. Thanks a lot! I'm gonna go now. My friends are waiting-" right when your body started to move he speaks.

"Wait! Won't you like to sit with me for a bit? I mean if it's no trouble. I understand if you don't, it's okay" just when you thought he couldn't get any cuter here he is, trying to make you stay. You were going to die.

"You're so kind but my friends-" you can't finish because of a voice shouting over you again.

"GO SIT WITH HIM! YOU WILL BE FINE!"

Dewey laughs at that and your reaction.

Whe you get your hands on your friends they'll!!-

"I guess you'll be staying with me for a while" Dewey says with a smile, beckoning you to sit next to him. And you do.

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That's all I got. I don't know how to continue.

The plot was that he also noticed you when he performed at the bar. Then the sexy times happens.

But I can't write so all I have is this

Okay, bye.

[trulivin]

Upcoming Fics (Please Read)

Hey everyone! So, I am currently in the middle of writing a John B request so that should hopefully be up sometime this weekend. Then I’ll probably flip back to a request I have from the Grishaverse. After that I’ll do a JJ request :)

I also have another question for all you lovely people...how would you feel if I added Rafe Cameron to my OBX list? Let me enlighten you on my thoughts...

I actually hate the character so much, BUT:

I want a challenge in writing a character 

Drew Starkey is adorable 

I think it would be fun to explore the character in a context that strays from the plot line of the TV show, but still stays somewhat true to how he acts 

With that being said, I’m not justifying Rafe’s actions in the show, like good lord he was CRAZY, but I think it would be fun to write for Drew’s character. So just let me know if you’re interested! I don’t bite y’all can talk to me I promise. 

xoxo