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reblog this and tag your sign, sexuality, and whether you prefer vampires or werewolves
when u make a mutual and then ur mutual has an in group of mutuals and over time and one by one they follow u and u follow them back and vice versa slowly its like earning the trust of the italian mob one mafioso at a time until finally ur being kissed on the lips at gatherings
Fuck I’m at a fencing tournament and literally a minute after I reblogged this my dad told me that he talked to the point people and I’m probably going to win a medal.
BURN BAGEL BURN
OH WHY NOT?
I need to follow up to say I reblogged this last night, and this morning I got some of the best news of my life, like, a life dream come true news thing.
Bagel what are your powers
FUCK, I though it was just another lucky meme but LISTEN. Since a week ago I was waiting a phone call to confirm me if I got a job or not in my university. I reblogged this yesterday’s night “just for fun and because I don’t want any bagel to be mad with me”, and today’s afternoon, while I was losing my time as always, the professor I was supposed to work with called me and asked me for my personal information to start working with her.
THE BAGEL POWERS ARE WAY TOO MUCH FOR THIS WORLD
I GOT A JOB THE DAY AFTER MY QUEUE POSTED THIS THE FIRST TIME AND I JUST REALIZED IT WHEN I SAW IT AGAIN HOLY GOD
The bagel hasn’t let me down yet!
I got a job offer after reblogging the bagel. Believe in the bagel!
Worth a try lol
i could use some good news or even a good girl
Go lil bagle! Show me your power!
Okii then!
THIS IS THE FIRST THING ON MY BLOG
I GOT ASKED OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER I REBLOGGED IT
wait but whats happening with the bagel tho
It’s burning, as is everything I’ve hoped for whenever I’ve reblogged a post like this
I just kinda wanna watch something burn?
Mood
You guys didn’t listen when I said Bagels hold an ancient and wonderous power.
Bagel time
I need this
do it
I’m at an all time low I need this
ok sure
no loss in trying. so here wo go
Its bagel time. I believe in you bagel. 🥯
Ok so.
Last time I reblogged this, I was complaining to my mum how I never got to go on walks alone. Then, she legit said to me, “well why don’t you go down to *censored*?” Which she’d never let me do before. I had three hours. In a place half an hour from home. It works.
I need all the luck i can get
(*-*)
Uhhhh worth a try
I doubt it will work but….
i dont lose anything trying…
again, YES?!
OK SO I DID THIS ON THE MORNING AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED AT SCHOOL?
TWO TESTS WERE CANCELLED!
NO HOMEWORK!!
WE HAD A BREAK OF 30 MINUTES (we normally have a break of 5-10 min)
AND MY CRUSH ASKED ME TO WORK ON A PROJECT WITH HIM!!!
I don’t know how you do it bagel, but you’re awesome!
Bagel time
guys the more you add text to your reblogs the more time it takes to reblog, therefore stealing our good news
Bagel power.
well let’s see if it works
How the power of the reblog Bagel works
REBLOG BAGEL HELP ME
rebagel
Bagel time
Bagel give me a reason to live please
MONEY MONEY MONEY BRING IN THE MONEY AND MEN
bagel pleASE I JUST WANT A TEXT BACK
OKOKOK PLS
pls oh tumblr bagel i beg of u
Who is it?💕
[Image Description: All-caps black text on a white background reading, “You have to marry whatever is on your phone/computer background. Who is it?” End ID.]
This is gay culture.
It’s really not
This is gay culture.
this really is, isnt it. shit.
GAY CULTURE
why is this true
THIS IS IT FOLKS
Gay Culture™
kids crazy in love
Word count: 797
Genre: fluff
Warnings: small mention of a rough childhood
"We're crazy for doing this."
"Mhm."
"Ko, you realize we just spent a lot of money and barely have anything we need for this place, right?" You said as you turned to your husband with a box in your hands.
He turned to you with bright golden eyes and smirked. "So? That just means we'll have to go yard sailing! I've always wanted to go!"
You sighed and shook your head. "Unbelievable. First we decide on having a wedding, which we are still reaping the costs of, and now we buy a house with just barely enough for a down payment." Kotarou only laughed.
He set down the box he was holding and unlocked the door. When he turned, a twinkle was in his eyes.
He took your box and sat it on top of his, and in one fell swoop, he was holding you bridal style as you both entered the house.
"Kotarou! What are you doing?" Bokuto laughed and swung around with you. "I remember a American tradition that you like and thought we could do it."
You looked into his eyes and smiled brightly. "I didn't think you remembered. I mentioned it back when we first met in our second year." He shrugged his shoulders and sat you down.
You cupped his cheeks and laughed slightly. "Your a big dork, you know that?" Your husband only shrugged with a smile. "And? That just adds to my charm!"
It made your heart swell being with him like this. Your eyes softened and you leaned in to kiss him.
Kotarou met you half way and placed his lips on yours.
The kiss was sweet and familiar as you both stood beneath the stairs of your knew home. A home that you both knew you weren't ready for, but wanted because you only lived once.
Besides, the realtor told you, you guys would never be able to afford it.
When you pulled away, you were grinning like an idiot. Bokuto still had his eyes closed and was grinning widely.
"Alright lover boy. Let's get those boxes in before the rain sets in, don't want our clothes to get soaked." He opened his eyes and - were they always that love filled? You couldn't tell.
Because whenever he looked at you, it was always with fondness and love. Something you never expected you would receive after a rough childhood.
When the rain set in, you both were sitting in some lawn chairs in the living room watching a movie.
Many boxes laid around the two of you, waiting to be opened, the contents waiting to make many memories between the two of you.
Bokuto turned to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
"Hey babe?"
"Yes Ko."
You turned to him with curiosity. He leaned forward, much like you had earlier, and put his forehead against yours.
You gently pushed back playfully and smiled. Kotarou grinned and pushed back before brushing some baby hairs away from your face. "If I could do everything again, I would."
You shook your head. "I wouldn't."
Kotarou pulled back abruptly and had his lips pouted. "But why? Did I do something?" His self proclaimed 'emo mode' had been turned on and been directed at you.
You huffed and pulled him back. "No you silly. It's because I want to stay with you in the now, not the past. Because being here with you is so important to me that I could never think about anything else. And in the past there was a time I didn't know you yet. I love you, and never want to go through life without you my dear. You're it for me."
A giant blush crossed over his cheeks and tipped his ears. He looked away and sniffled. When he looked back, small tears were in his eyes as he pulled you in for another kiss.
You were able to taste the strawberries he had eaten earlier after you had told him to wait for dinner. You were able to taste the love he released from his body only for you.
He pulled back and put his forehead back on yours. "I love you, so so much. I'll still love you when I'm all gross and wrinkly too!" You laughed and flicked his nose.
"I love you too."
He smiled and kissed you all over your face, causing you both to fall out of your chairs. Your laughter echoed across the house as you lay in his arms uncomfortably.
"And for the record dear, you won't be gross. Maybe wrinkly, but never gross."
He whined loudly. "Babe! Your so mean to me! You wound my heart!"
You shook your head and flicked his nose again. "Stop whining you big baby. I was only kidding."
"You better be."
This piece is done for a summer contest hosted by @neoheros
THEY TOLD YOU EVERTHING WAS WAITING FOR YOU! THEY TOLD YOU EVERYTHING WAS SET IN STONE!! BUT NOW YOU"RE FEELING LIKE A DIFFERENT ENDING SOMTIMES YOU GOTTA FIND IT ON YOUR OWN
*jams with the song for the rest of the month*
B-bestie, are you good. 😰
there is absolutely nothing funnier than this screenshot to me right now
On my masterlist, under the Attack on Titan category, I'll be adding a link for a full Levi fic that I am currently working on if anyone is interested. I have it cross posted on three different platforms but here. The link you'll be directed to is the one on ao3 which is the updated/revised/rewritten version from the original. I plan to have be a series that follows the seasons, but for now it's just following the manga for No Regrets.
The story is called, The Lies We Tell
So like, how many of y'all interested if I dropped a Bakugou fic tonight?
Hi I hope this isn’t rude or nosy and you can just respond on private or send me an ask back but! I did read this piece of yours and then saw it pop up verbatim in teesumu’s asks also?
If it was you sending it to her then sorry for butting in but I just thought I’d say something just in case!
It was me sending it in😅, I completely forgot I had done that, but don't tell it was me, I got a legacy to protect😂🤫
"What was the fastest you fell in love with someone?"
You look up from the book you were reading and to the stranger beside you. "I beg your pardon?"
He smiles and looks out to the road where you both were waiting for the next bus to come. When he looked back, his eyes were bright and kind.
"What was the fastest you have ever fallen in love with someone?" You crinkle your nose slightly as you laugh.
Placing the book into your bag, you turn to the man beside you. He was young and handsome, with a slightly deep voice.
"I don't know. I've never been in love."
He was quiet and then stood from the bench and stretched. "Sir?" He looked back at you with his eyebrows raised.
You smiled and stood beside him. "What was the fastest you've fallen in love with someone?" He blinked rapidly before blushing.
Nervously looking around, he realized he had no way of getting out of this and sighed. When he faced you again, a warm tint showed in his face.
"Would it be too weird to say I've been in love for the past few minutes?"
A burning blush erupted across your cheeks as you understood what he was implying. It made you feel warm inside, like butterflies flying across your insides.
"Not at all."
It was his turn to blush and it looked wonderful on him. He rubbed his neck and laughed cheekily.
"The name's Bokuto Koutarou, wanna go get some lunch? I know a good restaurant nearby that gives me discounts everytime I go there."
A bright smile took up the majority of your features. "I would like that very much Bokuto."
He cheered quietly and held out his arm for you, "Let's go get some grub then!"
Bonus:
"By the way, what's the name of the restaurant?"
"Oh! It's called Onigiri Miya! My teammate's brother owns it."
Every black girl is so pretty
*reblog if you agree*
stream Olivia Rodrigo's new album
I ain't no coward... I already have😏
Wtf
where is the lie?
Bestie...
sometimes i really love my fics. i wrote that because i wanted to read it. i love it. nobody visits my fics more than me. they remind me that i’m a hard worker, that i created something. it’s mine and i cherish it and love it because it’s exactly what i wanted so i made it.
and other days i’m crippled by self criticism and hate everything and can’t bear to look at my own work because i know it’ll never compare to the greats
but i live for the days i love my work. because it’s mine, and i made it. i didn’t wait for somebody else to make what i dream about. i went and did it myself.
so don’t feel like your work is awful
it’s the stuff you dreamed about. it’s the stuff you decided to make a reality. it’s not about quality, or poetry, or how perfectly your sculpt your words or keep it so deeply in character; because it’s what you dreamed and it’s what you wanted to see, so you made it.
keep writing; it’s yours, and you made it. and if you want to continue to sharpen and improve yourself? then do it. it’s all yours and you can make it whatever you want.
keep writing.