We all know that lately Disney has this thing for having the main female lead bribe/make a deal with the main male lead to help her.
But some things I like about how it’s done in Frozen is that; 1. Kristoff was never a jerk, just an introvert (learn the difference). 2. It’s not a bribe, she’s even paying him with supplies. 2. She fully realizes when she fucks up and is willing to do it alone.
“And I understand if you don’t wanna help me anymore.“
After that, it became Kristoff’s own choice to help Anna. And that makes this so much more meaningful. Kristoff isn’t following Anna around, because he didn’t have a choice. He had a choice and he chose to protect Anna.
hi, new to your blog so i don't know if you've done this, but a fic based on the au where michael goes blind after the fire?
Ok so before I post this I wanna say I am so sorry that this is so awful and if you wanna send me something to help me fix it go ahead.
Here it is:
“Dude why the hell is Braille so hard to read?”
Jeremy sighed, “I could just read a book to you if you’d like?”
Michael was pacing the room with a book in his hand, his fingers scanning the pages as he practiced reading Braille.
“No way, I gotta learn to read this myself, you feel? I just don’t get why they couldn’t just make the dots form actual letters…”
“I’m sure there’s a reason- and can you stop pacing? You’re making me nervous.”
Michael rolled his eyes behind his glasses, and made his way towards Jeremy’s voice. He waved his waking stick around, whacking Jeremy in the knee in the process.
“Ow! Dude- careful! I swear you do that on purpose sometimes.”
Michael chuckled, “of course not, not to my best buddy” he plopped down on the couch next to him.
Jeremy sighed, his face was completely drained of joy. All he could think about was the Michael was blind. It happened after the fire, Michale had gotten trapped inside the bathroom that he left him in. Let’s just say the ambulance had to drag him out. He’s got a nasty scar on his face, arm, and a bit of his chest too, but the worst one had to be his lack of vision. At first Jeremy used to catch himself whenever he got upset around Michael, he would always know Jeremy was upset the second his eyebrow twitched. But now Jeremy learned that as long as you keep your tone up, Michael can’t know. It’s cruel to let Michael be ignorant through his damn injury that he caused, but he can’t help it.
“So you’ve got any plans for today?”
Jeremy hummed, “nah…I look like shit.”
“Well as a gay, you look pretty great.”
Jeremy would have blushed, but honestly he just couldn’t. “You can’t even see me dude…”
“Yeah but I remember, how could I forget? I really don’t think you’ll change till maybe thirty.”
Jeremy simply hummed again. It was awkward now, there were so many things they couldn’t do anymore. They couldn’t game, roller skate, go for a drive, watch movies. It really seemed like the only things they could do was…get high.
Michael leaned against Jeremy’s shoulder. “Stop sulking man.”
“Hey now…it’s alright. This totally blows man.”
This totally blows.
When Michael had woken up in the ambulance, Jeremy was right there. He’d gotten the call from Jake, who was yelling about a fire and injury but all he heard was “Michael” and “ambulance” at the time. It wasn’t until he was in the hospital that Jenna explained via text what really went down. And god did Jeremy feel bad.
Jeremy had already heard the news, that chances were Michael couldn’t see anymore. He crossed his fingers for some kind of miracle. And then Michael woke up.
“Michael? Buddy? Hey yeah look…open-open your eyes!!”
He gave a strained smile as he stood over Michael. The latter peeled his eyes open as though dry glue were keeping them together. He groaned, “shit…everything hurts what the fuck…”
“Hey Mike! How you feeling?”
“Jeremy?” His eyes lazily scanned the room but focused on nothing. Jeremy knew before his heart could drop, the discoloration in his eyes said it all.
Michael sat up quickly, banging his head into Jeremy’s.
“Michael hey calm-”
“Holy shit I can’t- I can’t see!! Jeremy why can’t I see!? What the fuck it going on?! I can’t– I cant!!” Michael was instantly in a state of panic, his hands clawing at his face in a way that haunted Jeremy’s dreams.
Jeremy grabbed his wrists, “calm down!! Calm down… it’s gonna be ok!”
“Jeremy I can’t fucking see and you think-”
“I know I know I’m sorry, just take a deep breath and I’ll explain everything ok.”
It was hard to ignore the big fat tears that rolled down Michael’s face. He had this look of shock his in eyes, but his expression stayed still and unwavering as he hiccuped for breaths. Jeremy hugged him, promising to help him through this. When Michael calmed down he said one thing only, “this totally blows man.”
Jeremy didn’t even realize he was crying until tears landed in his lap. He looked around, no longer in the painful memory of the hospital. Rather he was on the couch at Michael’s house with said boy leaning up against him. In any other circumstance that’d be a dream. He gave a wet inhale, nearly sobbing into his fist. Shit.
Jeremy wanted to answer him but he couldn’t, his voice would be a dead giveaway. As though his shaking shoulders weren’t enough.
“Hey Jeremy answer me.”
“M-mich-Michael…” he choked out, voice wavering and cracked.
“Aw dude…come here” he was wrapped in warm sweater covered arms. Jeremy started letting out sobs loudly, shaking in Michael’s arms.
“Talk to me Jere… what’s wrong?”
“How can you- can you be so ok with this?!” Deep down he knew Michael wasn’t. But he never showed it besides for the night he woke up.
“After everything I’ve done to you, you still hang out with me?! Hell you- you trust me?! I ruined- destroyed your life and you just- you trust me to be your damn eyes!?”
Jeremy went from a screaming to emotional statements “You can’t fucking see.”
“You can’t do so many things you love anymore.”
“I ruined your life”
“That’s..this wasn’t your fault ok. You can’t keep blaming yourself for this Jeremy.” He ran his hand through Jeremy’s hair and rubbed his back. Two things that usually calmed him down, but now it did nothing.
Jeremy pulled away from the hug, “how can I not?! I’m the reason you were in that stupid fucking bathroom! I’m the reason you were even at the party! I should have gone back! I should have-”
Michael decided to just let Jeremy go off. Let all the emotions of this week out. Jeremy sobbed and yelled about what an awful person, friend, and thing he was. He yelled about how Michael deserved better, how Michael could have been better off, how he should have listened to Michael. Michael Michael Michael. Neither even remembers how long it took Jeremy to calm down or what did it. He was just hiccuping into Michael’s shirt, his face hidden.
“…if you ask me, I couldn’t have a better player one. You’ve been doing such a good job helping me adjust…”
“You’re my best friend Jeremy. I forgive you. You’ve gotta forgive yourself. I know that won’t be now but…start working on it, ok?”
When Jeremy nodded, Michale planted a kiss to his forehead. Then he guided his hand over his face, feeling every inch of Jeremy. Making out his distressed frown, the bags in his eyes, the tears, all of it. Of course all this upset Michael too, hence why he joked around about it so much. But he’d be ok, he had Jeremy.
“Hey now uh..now we have an excuse to get that dog we’ve always wanted.”
Michael snorted and hugged Jeremy closer, “hell to the yeah we do.”
I was tagged by @langsty-mc-langstface. Thanks for that I never get tagged for anything.so, umnm yeah here we go…
1. Fav ship: Shance
And down the Shanti hole we go….
I was sexually assaulted by my 18 year old cousin when I was 9… That being said, I know pedophilia, shipping Shiro with Lance is not pedophilic, it’s cathartic for me, because it is a consensual relationship where the age Gap is not viewed as wrong in context. Ok I’m done defending myself, shoot me in the comments and reblogs
2. Fav show: Voltron legendary defender / RWBY/ Avatar/ Legend of Korra
I like shows where disability, including mental illness are dealt with more subtly than just hey yeah I’m feeling kinda depressed cuz I can’t -blank- I’m going to sit here and feel sorry for myself, I especially like it when people admit that they have problems and get help! That shows a whole new level of strength. I looked up to Sokka because he was a lot like me, and I am autistic so it made me happy that no one assumed there was something wrong with him because he was kinda awkward and off the wall, he was also really emotional and I got that, boys can have feelings too.
3. Pizza or Burgers: neither
I have IBS and can’t eat either of those, which sucks cuz I used to love pizza and anythingelse with cheese, I had a Russian ballet teacher as a kid who called me mouse, ha ha.
4. Rain or Snow: snow
I’m about to sound really depressing but I love hanging out in the snow for hours and just get buried in snow, it’s just so gentle…
5. Dream job: Death
Now hear me out, Death takes you where you are meant to go after your fate has run it’s course… Isn’t that nice, you could be left roaming the astral plane forever, or worse, you live forever, could you imagine….
6. Favorite school subject: history
I want to learn from the past to better the future, which is why I’m so concerned about the chechnya situation right now.
1. Favorite song?
2. Star sign?
3. Favorite oral story? (please share!)
4. Proudest moment?
5. Sneks. Yessssss or no?
6. Who inspires you as a person?
I tag @joshkeaton @crochetfairyfangirl @willowstarr @who-doesnt-like-pandas @readabookkids @chimcharstar
Have fun roasting me later!
Arriving home, Kyungsoo immediately dragged me into the house, locked the door and in moments, he had my back against the door.
“Babe, we were just joking around.” I told him. Before anyting else left my mouth, his already claimed it. The kiss wasn’t gentle. He was being rough and somehow, I was getting turned on.
“Joking or not, I still want you. Now.” he growled. His hands started to roam my body, pressing his body on mine. One hand slipped under my shirt and slid up until they rested on my covered breasts. A hard squeeze was given and I moaned.
He smirked into the kiss, knowing exactly how he’s making me feel. In a flash, he has my shirt off and on the floor. Picking me up, he started to carry us to our room.
I was thrown on the bed and he took the time in between to remove his shirt before climbing on top of me. Our kiss was resumed as he slowly slid his hands down towards my jeans, unbuckling the button and taking them off.
“You wore my favorite set today?” he observed the black lingerie set I had on.
My face turned red when he unhooked my bra and attacked my bed breast with his mouth. His tongue swirling around the nipple while his other hand was fondling the other.
When he was satisfied of the marks he left behind, his hands slid down my legs and pulled off my underwear at an agonizing pace.
“Hurry up.” I whined. He looked up at me.
“Impatient, aren’t we?” he asked before roughing rubbing my clit in circles.
Pleasure ran through my body and I moaned once more. I wasn’t given a warning before two fingers plunged inside me and kept a normal pace. I was reaching my climax when he pulled his fingers away and sat up.
“On your knees.“ was his command. While I was doing that, his pulled off his pants and boxers. A slap landed on my ass before he slammed his hardened length into me. His name escape my mouth.
He pulled out until the tip and slammed back in, keeping a rough pace as his name kept leaving my mouth like a chant. His hands were gripping my hips tightly as he kept thrusting. I knew they’d leave marks the next morning.
I was getting close to my climax yet again and he knew it.
"Cum. Cum for me.” he groaned. All it took was one more thrust for me to be gone. My eyes shut as I came. He came right after, riding it out until he was done. When he pulled out, I collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. He fell right next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist as he chuckled deeply.
I’m not good at smuts! OMG HELP ME. I hope this was ehh…Feel free to leave requests!
ME: I have many important things to do today. Let’s get productive!
Ben Affleck: *logs on social media*
Ben Affleck: *posts teaser video of Deathstroke turning up in the DCEU*
Me (and the rest of the internet): *lurks on social medias and finds that Joe Manganiello is 1) IN LONDON WITH HIS WIFE SOFIA 2) HAS THAT HAIRCUT 3) FOLLOWED ZACK SNYDER ON TWITTER 4) SOFIA FOLLOWED BEN AFFLECK ON TWITTER
Me: *realises it’s after midnight and everything still needs to get done*
Me: BATFLECK, YOU SUCKED UP MY WHOLE DAY AND I STILL LOVE YOU TO BITS BECAUSE YOU GIVE THE VIEWERS EVERYTHING.
Ludwig double checked his hat and coat, making sure the covering was convincing, but not obvious, as usual. he had managed to get some decently fitting clothing that looked rather nice, a much better fitting dress shirt and slacks, though there was still the tail problem that they had to figure out on their own. He checked his watch before calling to Luise again. "Are you read to go? The appointment is at 1 o'clock, and I'm hoping to get this interview done well before that."
Luise came out of the bathroom, finishing putting the back on an earring. “Yes, yes, I’m coming.” she was moving a little slowly, her growing belly making a difference. She wasn’t to big yet, although it was fairly obvious that she was pregnant. It had been a bit obvious when they arrived. A month after arriving in England it was even more so. Luise wasn’t sure how many babies she was carrying, but with the rate she was growing she was certain there was more than one.
Arthur had finally managed to find them a doctor that would work with them on the pregnancy–or at least was good for the interview. He was well known for maintaining privacy and had worked with both human and Inu pregnancies. Hopefully he would be able to handle a hybrid mix. Pushing the worries from her thoughts she picked up her purse and smiled at him. “I’m ready.”
How is everybody getting fucked by the Amiibo thing? not that I don't believe nintendo would fuck over their customers, cuz they totally would, but I'm lost on what's happening with the Amiibos. All I know is everyone is upset over this new wave of them.
Nintendo has fucked up by:
1. Continuing store exclusives, mostly in the US.
2. Consistently under-stocking stores and manufacturing artificial scarcity of certain characters.
3. And just fucking not making enough and also “not making more of certain types after the initial run”.
Every place that has done Wave 4 Pre-orders has:
1. Fucked it up for the people in-store, causing the customers to blame the clerks, when it isn’t their faults most of the time.
2. Screwed up orders. “Oh you wanted Ness? I ordered you a fucking rock instead. OOPSY-DOODLE! NESS IS SOLD OUT NOW! ENJOY THE ROCK!”
3. Put up “Pre-orders” at bullshit times (3am, etc)
4. Not expected the true demand of the figures and consistently have their systems crash due to the swarm of people and pretending “Well we don’t know the true demand of these collectibles” when this is the fourth fucking time it’s happened.
While the scalpers sell them for around 5 to 10 times their worth on average, sometimes more.
So yes, everyone has fucked up consistently. We’re on WAVE 4! And they all said “we understand the demand this time!” …and this was the worst launch yet.
Nintendo and Retailers essentially said to everyone…
“Wanted to collect the Wave 4 figures in America? Good fucking luck, assholes! They’re already gone! Hope you enjoy paying $50-$100 for one Amiibo! Not like we care, we arn’t getting any of that money anyway! DERPDAFROPDADOO!”
Summary: There’s some kind of bet that Beca and Chloe are going to end up together, and, with CR’s wedding on the horizon, our favorite duo decides to make some moolah by pretending to date. Also known as: that fake dating tripe that we’re all trash for.
It took a lot for Chloe to be destabilized. As much as she liked to float and jump and skip, at the core of it, she was solid. Always steady. If this all were a song, she would be the beat, because it was constant - because unlike the melodies and harmonies, it stayed in one place and refused to be knocked by outside intrusions.
*rants to herself* I’m not getting involved in this fandom. I’m done with fandoms...
but lets hope that the booktubers will stop watching after season 1. so done with them. although, something tells me that they are getting paid to watch and review the show. I mean if that’s the case then fine, but I don’t want them anywhere near the cast. Don’t ever interview them again. It’s fake.