(that i sorta already have)

anonymous asked:

Any advice for voice deepening? I'm pre everything and I have a sorta masculine voice already but I wanna make it even deeper.

Work on expanding your lower range with vocal exercises. Be conscious of what your voice sound alike when speaking and try to lower it, but not too much so it still sounds normal

-Emmett

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Karenematsu

(even after all these years I can never get out of kagepro hell)

Someone: The vampires aren’t the bad guys!!! They’re actually nice and good!!!

Um

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hm

uh huh. yes. 

interesting. very interesting. 

I mean. If kidnapping and abusing children is benevolent then I guess so. Ya know, causing trauma, torturing and hurting them needlessly, killing tons of people…but hey, they did that one Good Thing once, right? When was that?

Maybe it was that time one of the higher ranking progenitors backed a taboo experiment that millions, if not trillions of humans were killed for and she’s prbly gonna get off scot-free bcs PLOT REASONS but hey whatever nameless side characters, lol.

Also if anyone thinks the vamps have it worse off than the humans, pls tell me how much humiliation and suffering the humans caused vampires. About 0, imo. But how much humiliation and suffering have vampires caused humans? Killing them for pleasure, calling them livestock, using them as bait and letting them get killed or hurt just for entertainment? Hm, that can’t add up to THAT much. Nah, vampires are just misunderstood. They’re just misunderstood, right? I’m sure its only a matter of chapters before the author reveals that vampires actually want to protect kids and save the planet out of the kindness of their heart and everyone they killed was just the humans imagining things. Good thing to know that Yoichi’s sister and Yuu’s adopted family aren’t dead after all.

@ TFC fandom/tfczine people; important question!

What kind of pajamas do you think the Foxes wear?

max and the way after midnight visitor (bmw 1)

So last weekend I decided to check back in on Paranatural for the first time in years… such a good move. Still my favorite by far. And hey, I’m apparently back just in time for bullymagnet week, which wasn’t even a thing before. My timezones may be a little off, not quite sure, but this is for day one - night.

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Max wakes up at 4:17 AM to the familiar sound of ol’ Hissin’ Pete freaking out. He groans, rolling over to put a pillow on top of his head, only to bolt upright when he rolls right onto his fractured arm.

“FLIPPIN’ HECK,” he screams through gritted teeth, curling over it.

“Mister Max! Are you okay?” PJ inquires, looming out of the darkness with a nightmare grin. Max means that literally. He’s had nightmares about that grin.

It does look a little more nervous than usual this time, though. He squints, honestly just to get a better look in the darkness, but PJ immediately quails before his face, admitting, “I’m sorryyyy, it was me that got Hissin’ Pete going but I only did it because a weird kid on your roof threatened to punch Lefty!”

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anonymous asked:

could you do a tae from New Years? (That sparkly gold blazer thing he looked so handsome) THANK YOU YOUR ART IS AMAZINGGGGGGGGG

acting cool

A couple of notes before the story: there are some amazing stories where nb!Alex has their hair cut ( please, if you haven’t already, go check all @queercapwriting fics, they make me tear up, they make me laugh; they are simply amazing) so on this fic, I wanted to do something I hadn’t seen yet.

With that said, please remember that these fics don’t necessarily follow one another so I can still write a fic where Alex gets their hair cut if y’all want me too ^^

It has been an eventful few weeks at work for both Alex and Maggie, more eventful than either of them would have liked in all honesty, but that’s the job and they know it.

It’s Saturday night, and they have their first day off together in what feels like an eternity. They are laying on the couch, Maggie with her head on Alex’s lap almost dozing off as Alex plays with her hair; but something keeps her awake. Maggie is used to the long stretches of of time Alex goes without saying a word after particularly rough days at the DEO, but somehow her instincts tell her that whatever is keeping that wrinkle on Alex’s forehead isn’t work-related.

“You gonna tell me what’s got you all quiet like that, Danvers?” Maggie asks softly, with a little smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

The sound of their girlfriend’s voice snaps Alex from their reverie, and they smile down at Maggie. “It’s nothing…just thinking…”

Slipping one hand on one of Alex’s, Maggie asks, “Think out loud? I’d like to know what’s going on in there.” And she playfully pokes Alex’s forehead with her free hand.

Alex chuckles, and playfully swats Maggie’s hand away. “It’s just…” They sigh, running a hand through their hair. “This whole gender thing is confusing.” they admit.

Maggie frowns a little, and sits up to give Alex her full attention. “I mean, yes, but what’s confusing you?”

“I…” Alex stops, frowning again. They take a few seconds to try and organize their thoughts. “I feel like I’m doing a bad job at being non-binary if that makes any sense.” Alex says meekly, pulling their knees up, hugging them protectively.

Maggie tilts her head, soft brown eyes studying her lovers features. She reaches out, placing a reassuring hand on one of Alex’s, and she says, “I don’t understand it,” her voice is as soft as it can possibly be, “but I’d to. Can you explain it to me?”

Alex looks up at the ceiling, and takes a deep breath. “I don’t know if I can explain it. It’s… It’s just that whenever I look up photos of non-binary people, they seem to be following a pattern…some unspoken rule that I’m not in on or something…”

“Do you mean in the way they dress, and the way they style their hair, and all that?” Maggie asks, trying to see if she is following Alex’s train of thought.

“Yes!” Alex exclaims, looking pained. “I mean, I already sorta have short hair, but it’s not as short as Vasquez, for example; and it’s still very passing as a female look…”

Maggie wants to intervene, but by the look on Alex’s face, it seems like they are ready to voice all their thoughts so she stays quiet and listens.

Alex gets up from the couch, and starts pacing in front of Maggie. “I like some items of men’s clothing, but again, I don’t think it would be ‘enough’ even if I wore a binder - which I wanna try, by the way. Will you help me find a good one?”

The look on Alex’s face is so utterly adorable that Maggie can’t help but grin and nod. “Of course, babe, but go on.”

“Right, so…” Alex goes back to pacing, fidgeting with their hands as they speak. “And what the hell are packers??? I’ve seen the word thrown in chats and websites here and there, but I haven’t seen a photo of it yet… Anyway-” Alex’s eyes widen and they shake their head, wondering if this is what Kara feels like when she can’t stop rambling. “I feel like I’m not doing enough, because I like my hair the way it is, and I like most of the clothes I already had, and most days I’m fine with all…all my curves…” Alex finishes, scrunching their nose at themselves.

Maggie nods, and when Alex stops pacing, she pats the spot next to her on the couch. “Come here, Danvers.” And Alex complies, because it there’s anything, if there’s anyone who can make them feel better about this is Maggie Sawyer.

“Babe, from all I’ve read, from all the people I’ve talked to, being non-binary doesn’t equate to being masculine or fitting into a certain mold.” Maggie sighs, offering Alex a little reassuring smile as she cups her lover’s cheek. “If having short hair, wearing a binder, and a packer were the things that made you feel more like yourself, it would be fine; but if having your hair this long, and wearing a binder only on certain days is what puts that beautiful smile of yours on your gorgeous face, than there’s nothing wrong with it. 

“Take whatever you like from all the genders, and be yourself, love. There’s no wrong way to be non-binary, and there’s no wrong way to be Alex Danvers.”

Alex looks at Maggie like she is the sun itself, because how else could they explain feeling so warm in her presence? How else could they explain that even in their darkest moments, Maggie brightens everything up?

With tears in their eyes, Alex rasps out a little “Thank you” before pulling Maggie in for a slow, passionate kiss; a kiss they hope will translate how thankful they are to have Maggie in their life, how grateful they are that Maggie is exactly the amazing person she is; not flawless, but definitely perfect. 

And it works.

When the kiss is broken, Maggie’s eyes are darker, her cheeks have a hint of color to them, while her breathing comes out in short puffs of air. “I love you too, Danvers.” she whispers, with a bright smile, making Alex splutter, and chuckle, playfully bumping her shoulder to Maggie’s.

Shaking her head, and chuckling fondly at Alex, Maggie pulls a throw pillow onto her lap, and pats it, saying, “Come here, nerd. Let’s find something mindless to watch.”

Alex happily complies, laying their head on Maggie’s lap, mind back to being at ease and it shows by the way the corner of their lips curl up in an easy smile.

Maggie and Aex start bickering playfully over what show they want to watch, and Alex feels like everything is right again.

Morning Check In and Reunion

“Hey Xavier!”

Leona peered into the room, and puffed out her cheeks, he was still sleeping, but at least Mama’s dream catcher seemed to work, and she walked in, “I was doing my morning jog, and I figured I’d bring you a present,” she took out a small diamond lion and put it with a few other animals she had shaped for him, “Anyways, when you wake up, we’ve got a lot of practice to make up for. In that battle, I didn’t anticipate some of your moves, and if we’re going to do that again, we need to be perfectly on sync. It’s more effective that way.”

She chewed the inside of her cheek, resisting the urge to peek and see how his wounds were healing, “Papa says it’s gonna be a nasty scar, but he has lots, so it won’t make any difference. Besides, he said something about chicks digging scars. Though why you want to attract chickens makes no sense to me. Eggs maybe?” she grinned, “He also practically promised me that he’ll give you some lessons too! So maybe you can help me with Uncle Vonic in telling him that Papa’s way is the best Oathblood style!”

Still no answer, and she sighed, “Trade-Lord likes you I think! So you gotta come visit Sunspire sometimes. I’m going to try and get in one of the Pit nights, maybe you can fight against me!” she chewed the inside of her cheek, “Well… I’ll come check on you tomorrow!”

Still sleeping, but his color did look a bit better… though he was sweating, and Leona frowned as she walked back outside from the halls.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?!”

She looked in surprise at the voice, then her eye widened as the familiar scent of rain and apple blossoms hit her and she stared at the red-haired girl, “Kit?!?”

“Man! This is great!” Kit grinned, "Hey! Wanna help Ilyea and me glitter bomb the place? I’ve got buckets of the stuff, and then I figured we’d head over to that port.“

"Please don’t,” Leona said quietly, just knowing that it’d be her job to clean it up, “Where’s um… where’s Evie..?”

“He’s napping right here,” Kit opened her bag to show the girl, “I was able to get some shrinking pots… hey, how come you’re never on the comms anymore?”

“I’m not allowed to have that or the Atlas communicators. Mama said that there was a lot of inappropriate things on there.”

Or I could tell her the truth, that I lost it when I had that fit a month or so ago.

Leona frowned, was it really a month? That seemed so long ago.

“You met Ilyea at Tavern Night?” Leona guessed, “How’d it go?”

“Pretty good. Hey! You should host one for me again! Vel seems much happier when you or Serene do, and I can’t find her like at all… when’d you guys move anyways?”

“Um, right before Broken Shore.”

Papa and Mama were behind enemy lines, and then the valajar made me stay in Skyhold, and then we had to go rescue Papa from Helheim…Oh and then I went camping in Highmountain and joined a crew of pirates… 

Leona chewed the inside of her cheek, only half listening to Kit as the older girl cheerfully prattled on about her adventures.

She’s… actually matured a bit. Not much. But a bit. The General made the right decision, but… if this Kit was the Kit that had been given my egg… he may not have made it.

Kit paused, then tilted her head at Leona, “You alright? Hey, where are Varotin and Mira anyways?”

“We’re all working,” Leona said placing her hands behind her back, “I’ve got a job as an apprentice to the best rig-master that ever lived. If you had him instead of that flighty bird, you might still have the Dragonfox.”

“Don’t remind me,” Kit sighed, “Noooooooo faiiiiiiiiiiiiiir. Even you’ve got a ship!”

Then again… maybe she hasn’t matured that much at all.

“Well, one day when I’m captain of my own, I’ll give you a job,” Leona scrunched her nose in thought, “Scratch that, I’ll give Evie the job. You can be in charge of the galley. I don’t mind everything being apples,” she grinned, “Course I don’t think I want to be Captain ever, I’ll just be the second best rig-master to ever live! And go on adventures with my crew!”

Kit puffed out her cheeks, “DAMNIT! No fair! That means you’ll get the wedding like the one at the end of that pirate trilogy we read together once!”

Leona turned bright red, “I’m not gonna get married! That’s sissy stuff!”

Though… she did have a point, getting married in the middle of an epic ship battle, killing enemies as you struggled to say your vows…

NO! Absolutely NOT, no way! Even if that was totally awesome… I am NOT going to fall in love with a stupid girl or a idiot boy!

“I’m gonna to be blood brothers with the Crew! You said yourself, you don’t marry blood brothers!”

The older girl laughed, “We’ll seeeee…” she teased and winked, then waved, “Welp! I’m off to find Ilyea! This place won’t paint happy rainbows on itself!”

Leona waved as Kit walked away, and breathed a sigh of relief, “It… was really nice to talk with her again…” she smiled sadly, then giggled, “I should have told her about the noodle stand!”

@scions-of-antiquity @sunspireport @crimson-wings

(mentions: @velerodra @farflights @rizzythemonk @generalcero @xavier-sunshadow and does Ilyea have a blog or am I completely missing it?)

anonymous asked:

“Damn auto-correct…” usuk please<3

I went for an old classic and flipped it. I hope you like it. Kinda NSFW-ish (it’s implied).

Today was the day. Alfred was sure of it. He had thought it over and over, almost every night, but he had finally decided. Yes. Today he was going to ask Arthur to sleep with him. They had been dating for three months and he was seventeen and he had his urges and he was pretty sure Arthur did too. He even came up with a fool proof plan in case Arthur would say no. So he got out his phone to text Arthur.

heya artie :) wanna bang?

That was it. That was his plan. Because if Arthur said no, he could just blame auto correct and say he meant to type hang, not bang. Alfred’s phone dinged and he had never grabbed and unlocked it so fast in his life.

Sure.

Really? It was that easy? Alfred could have sworn Arthur would make more of a fuss over it. But then again, it was Arthur. Even after years of knowing him, Alfred still didn’t get him sometimes. Excitedly, he texted him back, asking him to come over at nine, since his parents wouldn’t be home.

Fast forward a few hours, Alfred was as ready as he could be. He had showered, put on some body spray, brushed his teeth like three times, put on his best underwear, condoms and lube were waiting for their big moment in the nightstand drawer. The doorbell rang and Alfred checked his watch, Arthur was punctual as always. Alfred scrambled over to the door and opened it widely with an even wider grin plastered on his face.

“Artie! You made it!”

“Of course.” Arthur scoffed and came in. “So, what kind of movie did you pick this time?”

“Huh?” Alfred blinked in confusion. “Movie?” Arthur rolled his eyes and started to make his way to the living room.

“Oh, come on, for what else reason would you call me at this late hour while your parents aren’t home? You want to watch a horror movie with me and don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of your parents.” Alfred flushed a bright red. Arthur’s explanation made sense, even if he was completely off, and worse, he would have been right any other day like this. But not today. Because Alfred had asked him to come over for a whole different reason, the opposite of watching horror movies together.

“But I-” Alfred trailed off when something popped into his mind. “I’ll be right back.” He ran to the bathroom and locked himself inside. He swallowed dryly and pulled out his phone to check his texts. Everything looked the same, except-

hey artie :) wanna hang?

Alfred could have screamed. Instead, he grit his teeth together and glared at his phone.

“Damn auto correct…” It was supposed to be the other way round! In all the pictures he had seen on the internet, hang was always changed to bang, but of course only his phone decided to be an asshole.

What should he do now? Everything was ready, except Arthur had no clue he was going to be done all night long. Should he call it off and really watch a movie with Arthur? Or should he pull it through, despite all? Awkwardly ask him for sex, risking to ruin the mood between them. Alfred nibbled on his lip, still staring at his phone. He came to a decision, locked his phone and left the bathroom with a dejected sigh. It was no use.

“Mind telling me what all of this is about?” Alfred was surprised to find Arthur waiting for him just outside the bathroom, arms crossed, wearing his famous scowl and foot tapping impatiently.

“I-” He hesitated. Should he really? “I-”

“Yes?” Arthur’s foot tapping increased.

“I kinda, sorta-”

“Spit it out already.”

“I wanted to have sex.” Alfred admitted and stared at the floor, cheeks bright red like cherries. Arthur’s brows rose in surprise.

“And here I thought you never had the balls to ask.”

“What?” Alfred’s head whipped up and he stared at Arthur in disbelief. Arthur just shrugged.

“If it had been up to me, we would have done it long ago, but I didn’t want to push you.”

“I- I-” Alfred couldn’t believe it. He had pondered days and weeks over whether or not Arthur would say yes or not. Arthur just rolled his eyes.

“Now, do you want to stand here and stare at me like a dumbass or are we going to move upstairs?”

Alfred shut his mouth at that and followed Arthur. That guy really managed to surprise him every time.

A few hours later, Alfred watched Arthur sleep soundly, snuggled up naked against his chest. Auto correct may have made a mistake, but luckily he had Arthur to correct it.

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Since I’ve read about Augus and Gwyn dancing in COFT for the first time, I wasn’t able to let go of all the beautiful images in my head. I have already drawn them sorta dancing, exactly a year ago (check it to see the difference to this one lol). But out of all the, ah, peaceful things I imagine them do, dancing is my favorite.

And I love this kind of dancing when partners don’t even touch each other. For some reason, it feels even more intimate.

@not-poignant , some soft things for you, with all the love from me.

Yellow Rose~Part 3 (1940s Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)

Catch up here: Prologue  Part 1  Part 2

Originally posted by sashathenutellaella

Originally posted by 107th-infantry


(GIFS NOT MINE, CREDIT GOES TO OWNERS)

Words: 1438

Pairing(s): 1940s Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Kissing, I think that’s it??

Requested By: Anon

Request: Hey, do you think you could write a Bucky x reader based on Ed Sheeran’s song Nancy Mulligan please ?

Summary: (AU where Bucky never falls off the train and gets to live a happy life) Working as a nurse in WWII, you never expected to fall in love. But then a certain blue-eyed soldier walks into your life, and you can’t ignore the sparks between you. Eventually, the war ends, and you return home. Bucky courts you for a while, before proposing. But your father refuses to give you his blessing. Will you give in, and let your father control your life? Or will you take a leap of faith and run away with the love of your life, James Buchanan Barnes? 

A/N: WHAT IS UP Y’ALL?! I am so sorry for the inactivity, but as some of you may already know, my computer sorta died so I didn’t have a way to post this (I mean i coulda used my phone but I prefer formatting on a computer). I finally got my hands on another computer though, so here it is! Part three! It was actually gonna be longer but I decided to split it into two parts. I’m not sure when I’ll have the next part up but hopefully I’ll have my computer back by next week and I’ll be able to work on it. Hope you guys like it!


Bucky took you on that second date. 

The second date became a third.

That led to a fourth.

Then a fifth,

Pretty soon, you had lost count. You were head over heels in love with him by now. He had taken you to meet his parents and his siblings. His sister Rebecca loved you.

Summer had finally arrived, and today he was taking you on a picnic.

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anonymous asked:

What are the best gifts/surprises our couples have received from eachother?

I kinda sorta already did this one a while back, but I can’t find it in my mess of a blog so here it is again. Hopefully improved.


Lightning & Sally

  • Let’s be honest, Lightning’s never gonna be able to outdo the night he got the town to fix their neon just to give Sally the experience she’d always wanted.
  • Sally showed up unannounced to a race on his birthday once. He’d been a disappointed they weren’t going to be able to spend it together, but she went right ahead and fixed that.

Mater & Holley

  • Mater got a flight to England to see Holley on their one year anniversary, with a little logistics help from Finn. Holley never in her life expected him to show up alone and surprise her like that.
  • Holley sent Mater a calligraphy set to use when writing letters back and forth. He thought it odd at first, but soon picked up calligraphy as a hobby and used it to impress her in their correspondence. It’s one thing he takes really good care of.

Ramone & Flo

  • When Ramone painted himself to match Flo for their wedding, she nearly cried. And she’s a strong woman that doesn’t cry a whole lot.
  • Flo financed their house and property behind Ramone’s shop so they could have somewhere to have private time. She didn’t realize that Ramone had never really had a place to call home in the sense of having a house, and the first time he went inside he got all sniffly about it.

Strip & Lynda

  • Lynda founded the Dinoco racing museum in Strip’s honor without him knowing anything about it. When she unveiled it and took him through it the first time, he noticed every single season was documented, every win, every close finish, every wreck, everything. He was pretty emotional about it.
  • Strip always provided Lynda everything she ever needed or wanted. He made sure she always had a way to get to and from his races when she wanted without having to drive, and a comfortable home to relax in when she needed some time off. He made sure she always knew she was his first priority, and that was a gift in and of itself.

Have some badly drawn stick figures thingies~

Had a need couple of days ago, or maybe it is weeks? to doodle the skeleton brothers of UT US UF and SF heights next to each other, also was inspired by all the other people who have been posting their heights headcanons for them lately, even tho I have already done that sorta HERE and HERE :D

But anyway their heights according to me goes like this:

Berry: 5f 1i aka 154 cm, tallest of the Sanses

Red: 4f 10i aka 147 cm

Sans: 4f 9i aka 145 cm

Scratch: 4f 8i aka 141 cm

Papy: 7f 3i aka 221 cm, tallest of the Papyruses

Puppy: 7f 1i aka 215 cm

Edge: 6f 10i aka 209 cm

Papyrus: 6f 9i aka 207

I actually forgot that I didn’t make Edge the shortest of the Papyruses at first, so I had to redraw him and Papyrus xD

I also now realise that the Underswap bros are both the tallest… how, or rather why, did that happen?

The thing I find funny about Merlin reveal!fics is how Arthur takes it so personally about the years of lying and I’m over here internally laughing like “omg Arthur he’s lied to everyone and you’re only thinking of yourself wow”

The answer to the great question of life, the universe and everything, is forty-two.

-Deep Thought, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
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Happy 42nd Birthday Misha!
20-08-1974

A fun easy commission for complexquanta’s RP blog, ghostytrollcrow. Happy Halloween ya’ll =3 Jontansprite cobbled together a Davesprite costume for Halloween. Good call, bro! Good luck getting that out of your wings though, dang. 

Imagine Jared Getting His Role In My So-Called Life (continuation of this imagine)

You were about to graduate college and God only knew what you were going to do with your life afterwards. After switching majors about twenty times you settled on English but you really had no idea why. What were you going to do with an English degree? Teach? Hell no. You hated kids. 

“Just work for me,” Jared laughed as you voiced your concerns, he sprawled out on the floor of the small apartment your parents were helping you, Jared and Shannon rent for your last year of school with the plan of you staying there after graduation and getting a job so you could start paying for it yourself.

“And are you going to pay me?” you scoff, glancing up from your nearly brand new Apple Macintosh computer where you were writing an essay on Chaucer’s The Canterbury Tales.

“Nah, well not yet. We’ll start a drug ring and then I’ll have lots of money to pay you with.” he continued as he flipped through the newspaper he’d picked up outside on the sidewalk earlier that day. 

You just rolled your eyes and continued to type for a minute. “You know I don’t like that shit."  After meeting Jared at Griffith park a couple years ago and convincing your parents to let him stay with you the two of your had become best friends, when Shannon did finally move out the two of them became like extra big brothers that you really didn’t need but didn’t mind, your real brother had moved up to San Fran anyways. But you’d helped and watched as Jared dealt with his minor drug problem, but minor or not a drug problem is a drug problem.

The door to the apartment opened and Shannon walked in, dropping the keys to the car him and Jared shared on the counter before going to the fridge to grab a beer. The two of you hadn’t been as successful in trying to get Shannon to stop with his drug problem but you were both still trying, at least it was easier to keep an eye on him when you were all living together. You went back to writing your paper and Jared back to reading until the phone rang and Shannon made his way over to pick it up. "Hey.” he muttered into it, taking another swig of his beer. “Yeah…one second.” he stated before pulling the phone away and covering the microphone end with his hand. “Dude,” he tried to talk quietly but get Jared’s attention at the same time. “It’s some studio. ABC I think they said. Did you audition for something?”

“Not in forever..” Jared looked confused as he stood up and walked over to take the phone. “Hello?” he asked into it. You and Shannon both watched on in anticipation. Jared had been getting small guest roles in tv shows and a few things in tv movies and the three of you were all waiting for him to get his big break, you knew it was coming eventually. 

His look of confusion faded as he began to smile, giving short responses to whoever was on the other side of the phone line. “Yes, Yes okay. Monday at 8. Definitely. I’ll be there.” he finally gave more than a 1 word response. “Thank you….yeah…okay…bye. See you Monday.” he said hanging up the phone. 

“What was that?” Shannon finally asked. 

“Remember when I auditioned for the tv show a few months ago?” Jared couldn’t wipe the grin from his face as he glanced over at you, leaning back against the counter, “you helped me run the lines. My So-Called Life.”

“Oh yeah, I remember that.” you nod finally. “Wait did you get it?" 

"Yeah, that, that was the casting director Linda she said they really loved me.” You shot up from your chair and ran over to give Jared a huge hug. This was his first recurring role on a show, and from what you read his character had potential to become more important that he already was. 

 "We should celebrate!“ Shannon exclaimed, holding his beer up in a sort of mock toast. 

"Yeah come on let’s go out,” you agree, pulling away from the hug, heading towards your room. “I’ll go get ready.”

“What about your paper?” Jared asks with a laugh. 

You shrug and continue on to your room to start getting ready for the night. You figured you could write the paper later.