thecharlietomygillespie :

just-crab-thoughts-two :

restarttheworld :

just-crab-thoughts-two :

teetles-and-other-stuff:

Reblog if you think Pansexual is a valid sexuality

And not just “fancy bi”

Like if you if you think it’s not. I am proving a point goddamn it.

ok hi so i have to say something really quick someone was like bisexuals are just spicy straights if you don’t like that please don’t call pansexuals fancy bi it’s the same energy different sexuality

Well, not really, but also yes it is.

what do you mean?

As a pansexual, I am reblogging this bc I am TIRED of people calling me a “confused bisexual” or a “minority sexuality”

We are here, and we are valid.

sunsetcurvesoldout:

I wonder if any of the other fandoms are concerned about the fantoms rn. I think we should let them know that we aren’t crazy, we just want a season two.

Ok I know im always talking about how in love I am with Julie Molina but I think my crush on Luke Patterson has gone unchecked for way to long and has just festered up so imma just say

Julie Molina may own my heart but Luke Patterson owns me, and that’s that

jatpsmut :

The golden glow of the sun rising through the trees woke you from your peaceful slumber, and you shifted slightly in the arms of your boyfriend. It had been his idea to sleep in the car, bringing as many blankets and sleeping bags as he could find, and despite your worries about getting into trouble, you went along with it. You always had a hard time saying no to those puppy eyes. 

A soft kiss on your head brought you back to reality, and your eyes met Charlie’s as he gave you a sleepy smile. You couldn’t help but admire how incredible he looked in the early morning light, his hair messily peeking out of his hoodie, and his eyes looking like a beautiful blue green, reminding you once again how magical your boyfriend’s eyes were. 

“Good morning.” He whispered, his voice thick with sleep. You snuggled closer to him, letting him squeeze you against his warm chest. 

“Morning.” You replied. He pressed another kiss to your head and you almost giggled at the tickle of his facial hair on your head. 

“Did you sleep well?” He questioned. You hummed in response. 

“Didn’t think it would be this comfortable and cozy.” You admitted. He grinned. 

“Only cause you had me here to snuggle with.” He teased. If you were more awake you would have rolled your eyes at him. 

“It would have been colder, for sure.” You agreed. He kissed you again, on your cheek this time. 

“You right there?” You asked, and Charlie pouted. 

“What? I can’t kiss my girl while we’re snuggling?” He replied. 

“At least kiss me properly.” You told him and a wide grin appeared on his face as he lent in. 

“Absolutely.” He whispered, and with that he connected his lips with yours, starting your day in the best way possible. 

This is adorable🥰🥰🥰

Just want to say that Netflix is kinda starting to kiss me off.

Ive just realized that the pattern connecting all my fictional crushes is me being attracted to trauma. Soooo idk why it took me so long to figure out but it’s fucking me up. Y’all have a nice day.👍🏼😂

mouse-fantoms:

CANT ARGUE THERE

He said “ALL PLATFORMS”

…that is a dangerous thing to tell us on Tumblr

We are gonna fuck shit up

prettypositivity:

sending love to those that are struggling with something they haven’t told anyone about. stay strong. keep going. it will work out. I promise

anxietyproblem:

thecharlietomygillespie:

ginopizza:

There’s no such thing as a closed book test in online school. For real. Cheat.

They make us sit on Google meet so we don’t cheat and they record our screens.

Use your phone to look up answers, if you are taking a test and have a study guide with questions pulled from the test write them on clear tape with markers and stick it to the side of the screen of your computer

For legal reasons ,none of this works and I have never participated in the act of cheating on an assignment or assessment.😁

merceret :

The few of you that still stick around keep me going everyday🥺

judgemental-seal :

inritum :

reblog and make a wish!


this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

I don’t believe in this stuff but… @hellsite-hall-of-fame Heritage Post.

adhd-disaster-willie:

simpformolina:

my thumb is currently bright red because i was aggressively biting down on it trying not to scream due to someone on tiktok saying that julie and willie are just rebounds for lalex...scream amongst yourselves babes.

WHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCK

IM GONNA COMMIT ARSON

WOW this blog is so wrong on some many level. Zero respect for Charlie and Owen. ZERO.

🙄 here we go again

i have a lot of respect for both owen and charlie and the rest of the cast too so don’t say that i don’t. i’m not the first person to post nsfw content about someone and i won’t be the last

if you don’t like what i post on my tumblr then just don’t look at it, it’s that simple

or if you’re that offended by it just block me, or give me your tumblr name so i can block you so that you don’t have to see it

katiehavok :

It’s okay to take a break.
- We all need time to recharge, and your fans will still be there when you get back!

It’s okay to go from fandom to fandom.
- Nobody is going to criticize you for following your muse, and if they do, then you know who not to associate with in the future!

It’s okay to have a niche.
- If smut is where it’s at, then write smut. If you’re all about the fluff, then schmoop away. If angst is what does it for you, then invest in tissues. Nobody has the right to tell you that you should be doing something else if that isn’t what interests you!

It’s okay to be critical of your own work.
- Just don’t allow yourself to become so self-deprecating that you freeze!

It’s okay to ask for help.
- If you’re unsure of a trope, concept, fact or universe, reach out to your circle of friends. Chances are, they’ll be more than happy to help you because they want to see you succeed!

It’s okay to ignore criticism.
- Constructive criticism is only constructive if it helps you. If someone says something that doesn’t assist or improve you in any way, then please feel free to ignore whatever nugget they are imparting, because chances are good they don’t have the best of intentions for you!

It’s okay to stop writing all together.
- Your fans will miss you (and chances are good you have way more than you realize,) but sometimes, you just gotta do you!

It’s okay to write with whatever method works for you.
- Long writing marathons where you bang out 12,000 words in one day? Great! Linear, dry style that means you occassionally get stuck because you can’t figure out this scene, but it’s all worth it in the end? Rad! Piecemeal work that you thread together at the end? Fabulous! As long as it works for you, there is no wrong way to write!

It’s okay to have fun.
- I think this goes without saying, no? But it seems that sometimes, authors need permission. So consider this permission to wile the hell out, and enjoy the ride!

thesevenumbrellas:

I swear to god Taylor Kare better become the Justin Min of JATP

Bring him back

I seen a thing that says apparently Taylor late has a tumblr, I would like to ask that if he sees this to please not read anything I’ve written about the jatp cast🤚🏻☺️

samuelswig :

what-the-shiznicklez :

twshitlord :

Pro-tip to young trans guys:

If a stranger misgenders you, please please please do not ever utter the phrase, “I’m a man.” It sounds very unnatural and immediately sounds overly defensive.

My advice? Just look at the person like they’re an idiot and, in the deepest voice possible, say, “Uh. Alright, then.”

Just act as though they made a huge and obvious mistake, and don’t get flustered. If you’re comfortable with it, handle the situation with humor and say something like, “Man, I know I’ve got a babyface, but I didn’t think it was that bad.”

People are saying that you should be unapologetic but the keyword here is “stranger”. You could be in danger if the person is transphobic, and you have no way of knowing their stance if you don’t know the person. So writing it off casually ensures the most low risk way of making your gender known.

Posting this again because of the new information added on.

null-eyes :

All I do is sit in front of screens, have my silly little coffee and zone out of life 

Me in online classes rn drinking my caramel latte on ice with oat milk scrolling through tumblr like👁👄👁

So some of my lovely followers and mutuals have me on their taglist and have been posting their amazing fanfics but the problem is, tumblr is being a bitch and won’t let me read them. I’ve reported this bug and am waiting on a response but basically everytime I try to read a fanfic or any post with a tab that says read more on it, if I’m using mobile then the app shuts itself out or if I’m on my computer than the tab closes itself. Idk if y’all have this problem but I hope it gets fixed soon so I can get back to reading and loving the amazing content you put out🤍🪐

Hey guys, Ik I’ve been posting my chapters almost every day but the next one will be out Friday. I’ve been hanging out with my family today and doing shit with my sister who I never really get to see so I hope y’all understand why it’s gonna be a few days late. Love y’all, hope you’re having a great day🤍🪐

Hey y’all idk what’s going on but my tumblr will not let me link the four of us to my master list so here is a seperate master list for it:

Adelaide:

Adelaide’s intro

Ambrose:

Ambrose’s intro

Arlo:

Owen:

The Four Of Us

Adelaide Marie

I made me way through the quaint town I had grown bored of throughout my life and pondered the possibilities of today. There weren’t many, there never were, that’s why I usually threw myself into fantasies about grand gestures of love and amazing adventures in far off lands. No one questioned my love of fantasy, it had become normal for people to move out of my way as I stuck my nose in a book while walking through town, or as I hummed to myself with my eyes closed as I twirled around clutching my silk scarf and imagining a expensive ball with the princess of my dreams waiting at the bottom of the staircase.

Today’s fantasy consisted of a great sword fight between the hero and the villain, delacate banger turning to a daring argument as the fenced over their love. I pulled myself away from the dreamy illusion as I felt the familiar scent of bread and tea wash over me, letting a smile settle on my face. I walked a bit faster, almost a skip in my step , however I was quickly stopped as a hand gripped my forearm and pulled me back. I had no hesitation in taking my foot and stamping my heeled shoe as hard as I could into the foot of the person holding me. A familiar groan of pain shot out as I turned around, all happiness washed away from my face, annoyed at the man who I knew all to well.

“What can I help you with today Mr.Smith”, the man in front of me was as annoying as they could get. “Well Adelaide i was wondering if you had any intention on returning my letter invitation to the grand ball tonight”, I rolled my eyes, he had been on about this no matter how many times I informed him I have a completely different type, women. “I’ve told you plenty of times smith, my preference in partners is not men, especially not you. Besides, what interest do I have in a ball, it’s full of stick in the mud rich people who wouldn’t care about common folk even if they all got the plague and we had the only cure”. It was true, I had never met a rich person who didn’t walk through town like they were better than everyone else. “Well I thought since you always prance around town placing yourself at some fancy party that doesn’t exist, you might want to attend a real one”, I laughed at the man and shook my head.”unlike you smith, i happen to have an imagination,now get out of my way so I can get my tea”,he huffed out in defeat and stepped aside to let me through. My smile returned as I continued my path to the tea shop, however I was once again stopped, not by smith this time though. I immediately clutched the book I held as I unexpectedly collided with someone. They caught me swiftly and I looked up to see who my savior was. My eyes widened as I came face to face with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Hair orange and red like hot flames, eyes green like the fields my family tended to each morning, skin like cream colored silk in the sun which glowed as If she had been made by Apollo himself. I don’t know who this girl is but I do know, she is important.

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Here you guys get to meet Adelaide!! I had so much fun coming up with the soft pastels in her pallette and personality, she is a little bit based on me! Hope you enjoy!🤍🪐

Tag list: @calamitykaty @thebloodrobin @kinda-really-lost @ifilwtmfc

so-allein:

Sometimes people with anxiety and depression can be clingy because you made them feel something after feeling numb for a long time

The Four Of Us

Ambrose Viotto

I let out a heavy breath as I drew the last note of the night from my violin. I surveillanced the large ballroom from the stage I stood upon and wiped the drops of sweat from my face before taking a bow and walking off stage. My life had always been this way, my mother showing me off as a party trick and my father not having a care in the world as he conversed with his friends about the newest sale tactic for his shop. We were a family of new money so I didn’t blame mother for doing whatever she could to blend us in to the new community seamlessly. What I did have a problem with was her desire to conceal my true identity from the people we were supposed to call our friends. My mother had always been different since I told her that I didn’t want to be with women, she had never properly come to terms with it. I don’t understand her problem though, she has two other children, daughters to be precise, that have already married and given her grandchildren. I can still remember the day I told her as if it had been just yesterday.

“I just don’t understand Ambrose! I’ve raised you the way a fine young man should be raised!”, mother yelled at me, causing me to flinch and try to gather my thoughts. She had always favored me, my sisters chased for the same affection that she had so graciously given me, I didn’t expect her to lash out this way. “It’s not the way you raised me, I can’t choose who I love mother”, she looked at me disgustedly. This was a look that had ,until now, been reserved for my fathers talk of work at the dinner table, or when my sisters let out a belch during tea when they were young, it had never once been directed at me. “It’s your friends right, they’ve convinced you that society can be whatever you want haven’t they! Well it can’t Ambrose, so stop this at once!”, her words shocked me as I stood, towering over her with my fathers height as I looked down at her with disappointment.”We are the product of the society you have placed us in”, I walked away both hurt and confused.

My mind returned to the ballroom when I heard my mother’s voice from behind me,”don’t look so glum Ambrose, why don’t you go chat with some of the other teens, I’m sure they’re lovely”. I scoffed at her,”are you sure mother, or will the convince me society can be whatever I want”. I pushed past her and stood in front of the large crowd. I scanned the room once again, searching for the same people I had taken kind mental notes of moments before when I stopped, my breath hitching in my throat. At a table not far away from me sat a man my age, lazily playing a game of chess against a kind looking red head. They laughed at something the girl said and my heart pounded out of my chest, his laugh was the most melodic thing I’ve heard in all my years of piano and violin lessons. I just had to approach him.

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This is part one of the intro to characters!! Ambrose is one of my favorites but I can’t wait for y’all to meet them all, hope you like this and please reblog with feedback and like if you enjoyed this chapter, my tags are open to be added to and you can specify to be added to this series in particular. Enjoy!🤍🪐

Tag list: @calamitykaty @thebloodrobin @kinda-really-lost @ifilwtmfc

Hey y’all! Just kinda dropping this on y’all but I am writing a book series called “the four of us”. It’s not a reader insert it is a book. I will be posting the character introductions today and the first chapter sometime in between tonight and tomorrow afternoon. This series means a lot to me and has a lot of work put into is so please hype it up If you end up liking it and be on the lookout for it!🤍🪐

A little tidbit of me being a bisexual hot mess today is that i can’t decide if I want to daydream about playing with my all girl band singing the roudy love song I wrote for Julie Molina to her in front of the whole school while making eye contact as I admit my true love for her and we kiss at the end

Or if I want to daydream about being in sunset curve and me and Luke duetting on a love song while I hit the high notes and he stares at me in awe at how amazing I am

Ive decided on both

turning-dreams-into-chaos:

Who I Am (Part 18)~ Final Part

Alive!Luke Patterson x Reader SMAU

A/N: PLEASE READ

SERIES || MASTER

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