New Chapter

It's amazing what you can accomplish when you decide you want to actually do work. I'm almost a third of the way through the first chapter of my book and I was so sure I wasn't gonna get anything done.

Plus some fanfiction I may actually post.

Why are the people I watch so perfect

I'm up at three am watching Ray talk about himself and I honestly want to cry. He'd probably 100% disagree with me but he's an amazing person and I think everyone should be this great. I went through the same thing with Markiplier's Draw My Life and every time Cry answers questions I just want to tell them I love them. Since the odds of them ever actually meeting me are slim to none I figured that I'd post it on the internet and let them know that there are perfect guys in the world. Too bad they're all too cool for a loser like me :P. I'm not bitter but I would like to meet these losers one day ya know

The R & R connection hype is to strong >:V

*evil optometrist voice* One day theyll see. They'll all see.

Reblog if you have an original story!

I’m not talking about fanfictions or AU’s based off of a video game/comic/TV series, I’m talking about a story with a world and characters that are YOURS and YOURS alone.

Can't be Happening - Malik

Malik could not believe his luck, he had slept right through his alarm. He was going to be late, he couldn't afford to be late if he missed class he risked failing and if he failed. No, he was not losing his chance at a better life. He nearly sprinted across campus to his Science class and slipped into the room as quietly as he could manage. He wound up in the second to last row right next to a kid with two-tone hair. He slipped his notebook out of his bag and tried to focus on the lecture. The door to the lecture hall opened again and a shorter kid with black hair sat in the row behind him. Malik groaned he had missed whatever formula the professor was explaining. He gave the room a quick glance and as usual found it devoid of familiar faces. "Psst, Jean" the other late comer hissed poking the kid next to Malik. He ignored him rolling his eyes at his notebook. "Jean" The guy hissed again shoving his shoulder. The other guy, Jean, still ignored him, looking increasingly annoyed. "Jean" he insisted smacking the back of his head lightly. "What is it Eren" Jean finally sighed looking over his shoulder. "What did I miss" he whispered. Malik rolled his eyes, great now he had to listen to their little whispered conversation. "Figure it out yourself Jaeger, I'm not covering for you this time." Jean grumbled, tapping his pen on the notebook. Malik snickered at the indignant noise the other made at Jean's answer. He then returned to trying to puzzle out the notes on the projector screen. The tapping on the notebook grew more frequent. Malik continued to ignore him, growing frustrated by his own stupidity. Then he felt the tug on his shirt, he looked over at Jean, who was now staring intently at the professor but was no longer writing. His pen was tapping on a mathematical formula scrawled in his notes. Oh. Malik finally got the idea hastily scratching out the notes himself but it still wasn't making any sense. Then the tapping started again. This time indicating a math problem., again Malik copied it. And then it made sense. For the rest of the lecture Malik was able to follow and take decent, logical notes as per usual. He turned to Jean when the class ended "Thanks". The other looked up smiling dryly. "Don't sweat it, everyone misses the alarm every once in a while". Jean stood up, "Everyday on the other hand, well that's just his own damn fault." He smiled crookedly at Malik as he left the lecture hall.  

are you loud in bed?

you could say that

Yay life decisions

So today I sent out a character description from a project of mine to a total strange in hopes that he will draw him. Am I scared....just a little bit absolutely horrified. If it actually happens and he says I can I'll share it with the lovely people of tumblr. And then I'll actually finish episode one of the series he's from. Yay!

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reblog if you agree

Geoff the protector. (x)