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rainbowreverie21:

chickenyaoi:

America is some fucked up dystopian shit honestly like how are y’all even surviving? Paying for healthcare? $60,000 on tuition? POC getting shot in Wal-Marts? White men shooting up elementary schools? That’s terrifying I’m worried about all of you

America doesn’t seem that terribly horrible when you live here day to day and you’ve known nothing else but when somebody says something like this it fucks you up really good.

dannyseguel
dannyseguel:

I read a LOT of fics. Here you have my favorites:
A Change in the Weather by cacophonylights
Don’t You Remember by discordandrhythm
It’s a Dalton Tradition by melblue
Hospital Beds by Dionebacchus
We Broke Up 20 Minutes After We Met by kurtaveclarcenciel
The Bane of My Existence by myeverywhimx
For Appearance Sake by Anon
Soul Bond by imadeafriendtoday
Hey, Big Spender by IceQueenRia
Kurtbastian MOB AU by agony-of-xtasy
The Kitten and Coyote by Niamh-Rain
Maybe We Could Find New Ways To Fall Apart by itsjustafantasyfortwo
Coffeeshoop Soundtrack by xblessthefall
Should Be An Interesting Year by gastlyhaunter
Let Me In by vindictiveminds
Handle Me by flipmeforward (boypussy!kurt)
The Reason Is You by epiphanywords (Sequel of Don’t Say You love me)
Complete:
Cuff Links by sunshine-flying
Of Wine and Coffee by fanficloverme
No Use Resisting by coffeelacedwords
More Than I Can Stand by illyriaz-fic
Number Twenty by DareU2Bme
Before You Met Me  by ellodoctor
Like one of your french boys by cornflakesareglutenfree
On the Mating Difficulties of Werewolves and Unicorns (Or, Kurt and Sebastian try to Get It On and Mike Chang Saves the Day) by melblue
It’s Only Masochism When It Hurts by ellodoctor
Barista Confessions by TheFirstMrsHummel
Don’t Say You Love Me by epiphanywords
Tiny Little Fractures by Kata Malfoy
We Always Find Our Way Back by blaineshandsaretan
Bite Me by Anon (vampire AU)
Heaven is the Answer by CosYou’reNotPointing
Practically Human by Anon
Breathe Me by cacophonylights
Be my baby by cacophonylights
Fulfill My Fantasies by kurtishunglikeamoose
Kurt Hummel Has Mail by erisgregory
Of Bear Cubs, Meerkats, and Hobbits by obsessivekumpulsivereadr
Show me yours I show you mine by aetheriata
Cheerio for breakfast by cornflakesareglutenfree
Of Labels and Assumptions by gleeker-shiverpass
Like Ink on My Skin by rmday
Accidentally In Love  by jan rea
The Five Times Sebastian Asked Kurt To Marry Him by callhersnix
Most Guys Don’t by for-another-world (boypussy!Sebastian)
Always by sebbykurt
He is love by gastly-haunter
Let It Go by cacophonylights (D/s, Dom!Kurt)
Hardest of Hearts by twistedskylove
Of Hybrids and Catnip by epiphanywords (kitty!kurt)
Give me peace, oh kiss me by kurtbasturbate (vampire!kurtbastian)
Ohana Means Family by thelexicupcake
Home by sebbykurt
We are happy tonight by coffeelacedwords
I read those more than 5 times:
The ways of pleasure by struckbysmythe ( teacher!kurt and innocent!sebastian)
 A Pleasure To Have In Class by sebbykurt (teacher!sebastian, student!skank!kurt)
frisky Kurt distracting Sebastian from his studies by do-you-like-our-owl
Kurt/Sebastian, Kitty!Kurt, NC-17 by coffeelacedwords
Catch Me a Catch by artist-artists
Clumsy, Instead by artist-artists
Normal Like You by newspringrain
Hush by cacophonylights
This Cat’s Life by boys-should-kiss-boys-more (kitty!kurt)
I Was Not Magnificent by hanakimicali (WARNING: Character death)
A Little Late by cacophonylights
I Want To Take You To A Gay Bar by cacophonylights/wyvern398
Good Morning by flyblckbirdfly
Bedtime Story by aetheriata
Fun in the Kitchen by aetheriata (sequel of BS)
In Your Dreams by Anon (Incomplete, Somnophilia)
Dirty Deeds by egoistoh
Untitled kurtbastian car smut by serenahon (boypussy!Kurt)
<3 Fics who are making me ajshdgajshdgajs right now:
Home Sweet Home by kurrtbastians (A series of Kitty!Kurtbastian drabbles C: Kurt is adopted by a new human and taken to a large new home, where he meets a friend)
Kurt and sebastian sneaking around and getting caught by rachel by hummeldreams
I’ve Fallen For Your Eyes, But They Don’t Know Me Yet by smythebray
I’ll keep you warm in December by flipmeforward
A perfect soulmate fic:

I Will Wait by love3is6love


NEW: Soooo the amazing melblue write this for us, a prequel of ’On the Mating Difficulties of Werewolves and Unicorns’ and is perfect like always: 

Werewolves and Unicorns

In Spanish:
You are lucky, Blaine by miakis
Enjoy!

dannyseguel:

I read a LOT of fics. Here you have my favorites:

Complete:

I read those more than 5 times:

<3 Fics who are making me ajshdgajshdgajs right now:

A perfect soulmate fic:

NEW: Soooo the amazing melblue write this for us, a prequel of ’On the Mating Difficulties of Werewolves and Unicorns’ and is perfect like always: 

In Spanish:

Enjoy!

starryhoran

starsthatyoutaughthowtoshine:

oldpeoplesweatpants:

scars-wont-leave:

spazzysunshine:

1.PLUG IN YOUR HEADPHONES

DO NOT LISTEN WITHOUT HEADPHONES!!!!

2.PRESS PLAY

3.CLOSE YOUR EYES

ENJOY A VIRTUAL HAIRCUT.

DO IT NOW.

THIS IS LITERALLY LIFE CHANGING

Woah, I actually got chills when he whispered 

OMG I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOR MONTHS. FINALLY REAPPEARD ON MY DASHHH

I thought this would be like “Oh cool yeah that sounded like a haircut”

NO NO NO NO NO NO

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND

YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND

ITS BACK

I FEEL LIKE IT’S GOING TO CUT MY EAR OFF

ITS BACK I FORGOT ABOUT THIS IM SO HAPPY

paper-halo

jetblueivy:

leaving class on friday

colferschristopher
allonsy-geronimo-gallifreystands:

tiptreecrossing:

legendofkorraholyshit:

generalbumi:

arnanduh:

shittyme:


ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:



vickified:




“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”



lol yes, so then i can shave.



Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.
     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s
     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”


^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

i think youre gonna write the book i nominate you you have no choice go get writing now

(I’d like to play what would happen in the ultimate plot twist)
“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 
Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark
19 seconds
18 seconds
Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 
10 seconds
9 seconds
A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”
I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 
“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

OH MY GOD 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something. ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her. ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds. She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds. ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere. The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old.  I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace. I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.
 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief. ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art. 4 seconds He spots her. 3 seconds His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope. 2 seconds My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him. 1 second - ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.
 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.
 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 
 The numbers have never changed.
 They’ve always been at 0.

Y’all do know this actually already is a movie. It’s called TiMER and it’s on netflix.

allonsy-geronimo-gallifreystands:

tiptreecrossing:

legendofkorraholyshit:

generalbumi:

arnanduh:

shittyme:

ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?

lol yes, so then i can shave.

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

^^^ THIS IS AMAZING

i think youre gonna write the book i nominate you you have no choice go get writing now

(I’d like to play what would happen in the ultimate plot twist)

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

OH MY GOD 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.
 ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.
 ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.
 She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.
 ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.

 The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. 
 I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.

 I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.
 ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.
 4 seconds
 He spots her.
 3 seconds
 His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.
 2 seconds
 My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.
 1 second -
 ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 

 The numbers have never changed.

 They’ve always been at 0.

Y’all do know this actually already is a movie. It’s called TiMER and it’s on netflix.