I'm just some girl he has to put up with for a project

anonymous asked:

RFA * V* Saeran overhearing their female s/o on the phone telling another boy she loves them but it's actually just one of the s/o's family members ?

hey it’s been like five years but I finally wrote it and I’m sorry I had no idea what to do for Baehee >.<

I love how they get progressively long as you go have fun reading


·         You’re playing LOLOL together when suddenly you get a phone call, and pause the game while you answer

·         Yoosung’s doing some quick character customization while your conversation goes on, but he’s getting the feeling that you’re talking to another man

·         And someone close to your age, at that

·         He’s been working hard at controlling his jealousy, but it’s so difficult, especially now that you’re speaking such gentle words, your pretty eyes soft and twinkling

·         Who is it you’re talking to that would warrant such an expression? Such words that spoke of warmth and tender love?

·         Yeah so it was impossible for Yoosung to keep his switch off

·         Can you stab someone through the phone? How can I perform simple voodoo? became his newest google searches

·         “Take care of yourself, I’ll come see you soon, I love you!” you hang up with a wistful sigh.

·         “The old geezer went and fell down the stairs…again…honestly he needs to be more careful.”

·         “Old…geezer?” Yoosung asks tentatively, slowly putting his phone down

·         “Yeah, my grandfather went and broke up hip by tripping on a step. Luckily he didn’t fall a whole flight, but still, at his age….”

·         Yoosung discreetly closes his ‘Voodoo for Beginners’ tab and coughs lightly

·         “Right well, let’s continue our match, shall we? I’ll crush you! Ha-ha, I’m kidding?”

·         The battle begins once more, you having already forgotten about the phone call, but somewhere in Yoosung’s mind, he’s thinking about the web page he’d closed

·         Maybe it would be useful to look through

·         For future references…


·         Y’all are rehearsing some lines

·         or taking selfies

·         or working out

·         or trying to summon Satan idk but your phone rings and you excuse yourself from your current activity  to answer it

·         lmao though imagine you actually summon Satan and he’s trying to take your soul or smthing but then you’re like ok hold up my dude I got a phone call the delivery guy might have gotten lost and Satan is just left standing there like ??? do I get food too or

·         anyways hi hello it’s your /actual/ father calling about the family reunion on Saturday

·         Zen’s sneaking glances your way because what’s with this sweet tone of yours

·         is i T A mE m Be R of Th eOpPOSi t E SE x????????

·         basically he’s trying to listen to the voice on the other end of the line but being sneaky about it

·         we all know that ‘subtlety’ is not part of Hyun Ryu’s vocabulary, let alone life skills

·         so he’s basally draped himself over you  like some sort of fallen tree trunk

·         im good at analogies alright

·         you’re trying to focus on the call but at the same time Zen what the flippity fuck are you doing you’re making me have to pee

·         he’s already suspicious but when you hang up with a cheery “love ya daddy!” Zen malfunctions and doesn’t know whether to cry or yell

·         “Who was that why do you love that person was it a guy wh-”

·         “Zen, chill that was my dad.”

·         :0

·         :000000

·         you can see him dying a bit inside because  oh no I got jealous over her F A THER??????

·         but then Zen is Suddenly Inspired 

·         “Hey,” he whispers in a sultry voice, his lips pressed against your ear, “how about you call me daddy too?”


·         contrary to popular belief, Jumin is actually cool with you talking to other dudes

·         as long as it’s strictly professional, that is

·         he’s never heard you talk to your family before, so he isn’t aware just how close you all are

·         the both of you are attending a meeting, and during the coffee break you receive a call

·         ‘Jongin’ is the caller’s name, which Jumin manages to catch a glimpse of flashing across your phone’s screen before you deftly answer the call

·         “Yeah? Hello!” you say,  before excusing yourself from the room

·         Jumin is left wondering whether he should follow you or just ignore it

·         but there’s just something about the delicate shift in your tone that puts him ill at ease

·         because you should only be speaking to him that way

·         side note I reallllllly want to see some yandere Jumin but not like weird prison guard Jumin but actual Yoosung level yandere

·         alas, the meeting starts again, yet you don’t return to the room

·         he hears you giggle occasionally from the hallway, but tries not to focus on it too much because the meeting is about the future of C&R’s cat projects and therefore of uttermost importance

·         needless to say, his mind is quite preoccupied

·         one of the chairmen asks him “What do you believe would be the total production cost for this particular plan?” 

·         Jumin answers with a distracted “Oh, no I rather do like red wine with my pasta.”

·         basically he’s really not himself what’s gotten into him he’s usually an unstoppable force in meetings but now???

-         the meeting is adjourned, and he rushes out the door

·         as soon as he spots you in he hallway, he’s marching straight towards you, reaching for your arm right when you say “Okay bye! I’ll see you tomorrow, love you!”

·         “What’s this about loving who now?” Jumin hisses, his hand closing lightly, but firmly, around your wrist

·         “It’s me telling a family member that I care about them?” you say, confused as to why he’s reacting in such a way

·         “You - what? family member?”

·         Yeah, that was my uncle. We usually go shopping together every few weeks, and we’re due to go again tomorrow.”

·         Jumin’s emotions quiet down in an instant, however his heart is still running rampant like a wild beast in his chest

·         he slides his fingers down to envelop your hand, and gently rests his forehead atop yours

·         “Please, my love, don’t scare my like that again, you are my one, my everything…”

·         you’re getting ready to whisper your own cheesy loving sentence, but he continues

·         “Also you should bring your uncle shopping in this building. We have over 200 different stores, and maybe he would be willing to lead our cat campaign-”

·         you poke his stomach

·         “You are not bringing my uncle into this cat thing…but if you want, you can tag along and come shopping with us.”

·         he agrees, which is a bad idea

·         cuz you and your uncle tag team him

·         and he ends up wearing some sort of cat/maid outfit that shows skin in just the right places

·         yeah but it’s a good buy

·         Jumin actually wears it around the penthouse

·         Driver Kim once saw him in it 

·         “The young master has rather particular interests….”

·         lowkey approves and wants one himself


·         mmmmmmkay well honestly he’s heard you say “I love you” to several people already, but he doesn’t get jealous because you’re always showering him with your affection

·         but he’s had one of his bad days, old emotions and thoughts and insecurities are already chasing each other in his mind

·         so it isn’t helping him much when he can just tell you’re talking to another boy

·         terrible thoughts swarm his head, and he cannot stop fretting about all the bad things that could possibly be happening

·         What if he hadn’t been looking enough into things?  What if he’s being played? Are you going around behind his back? Betraying him?

·         but for every one of these thoughts, he  lashes out at himself, thinking things along the lines of don’t I trust her? Do I really think she’s that bad a person? She’s given me all this love, would she really just abandom me like that?

·         Or maybe now I’m reading too much into things?

·         “Alright, bye Kyungsoo, I love you!”

·         He winces, not wanting to face you, afraid that the bile in his throat will lead him to say harsh things

·         “What’s wrong, Saeyoung?”

·         “Who…” he croaks, a faint pain etched across his face, “Who were you talking to?”

·         “Oh that? It was my brother!”

·         “You…your…ah.”

·         “Is something the matter?”

·         “No, I’m just a huge idiot is all.”

·         “Now tell me something I don’t know,” you say with a sly smile, wrapping your arms around his waist, “you might be the world’s biggest idiot, but at the very least, you’re my idiot.”

·         Saeyoung instinctively returns the embrace, holding you tight against his chest. “Likewise.”


·         oh my hea RT lmao what heart haha I just roasted myself

·         y’all are just chillin’, looking through his pictures when you get a phone call

·         V is fine with you talking on the phone right beside him, so you answer right there

·         Heck, you could even be riding the shit out of him and he’d still be chill with you calling your friend

·         MC orders pizza while getting laid lolololol

·         He gets momentarily nervous, though, when he hears a deeper voice on the other end of the line

·         But V, he tells himself, don’t discriminate maybe it’s a girl with a deeper voice you never know

·         “Who is that?” V mouths, just to be safe

·         Oh, he’s just –” you start to say before you get cut off by the person you’re talking to

·         a b OY?!

·         “Okay! I love you!” you say before hanging up

·         V’s all ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽

·         it takes him a moment to calm down, at which point he’s convinced himself that you’re moving on, which is fine, because he’s not good enough for you he wasn’t good enough for Rika you’ll be happier without him you–

·         “V you’re turning blue I don’t think you’re breathing.”

·         He inhales sharply and looks at you with tears in his eyes

·         it makes sense, he concludes, trying to hold back the waterworks

·         “You should have told me sooner,” he says softly

·         “Told you what?”

·         “That you’ve…found someone else.”

·         seriously V I thought jumped to conclusions too fast but you really take the cake

·         you just stare at him, then look at the phone in your hand, then back at V

·         whoops

·         “Sweetheart no that was my cousin!”

·         V just blanches

·         I am horrible how dare I get jealous so easily and I thought she was in love with another family member what am I –

·         “V if you stop breathing like that you’ll actually die.”

·         without a word, V reaches over to you and pulls you into his chest

·         there’s a strange elation sensation inside his body, and he realizes that he had unconsciously been so stressed, a knot of worry had formed in the pit of his stomach

·         his worry is replaced by a realization

·         the realization that

·         he’s not okay with you leaving him after all


·         He ain’t taking none of that shit

·         the moment he hears you say “Hi!” in such a sweet voice because MC you’re only supposed to talk like that with me h o w da re you, he practically launches himself at your phone and does a wicked somersault landing

·         Where did he go?

·         Surely not inside the kitchen cabinets

·         oh

·         but there he is

·         crouching between cereal boxes and jars of tomato sauce, just emanating dark waves of furious doom

·         They’re so tangible for a second you worry they might stain the walls

·         “She’s mine,” he hisses into the receiver, “and I’m not gonna let you lay a single hand on her.”

·         “Well…” the voice answers, “that’s fine and all but I’m her brother so we do occasionally hug sometimes.”

·         Saeran had already prepared a nasty comeback, but he wasn’t expecting the call to be from your family

·         “Ah uh, okay bye,” he grunts instead  in an awkward manner, before promptly hanging up

·         “Um…Saeran…I kinda really needed to talk to him though…”

·         He whips his gaze towards you

·         “The….” he chokes, his eyes wide 

·         “Huh???”

·         “The what???? Hug?????” he finally whispers, seeming if not a bit panicked by the thought such a thing existing

·         you stare at each other blankly for a brief minute before you double up in laughter because

·         a) he looks like a startled, edgy cat b) he’s in your fucking kitchen cabinets and c) the what??? hug??? was something you never thought would come out of his mouth

·         but he gets so sour about you laughing at him that he refuses to leave his perch for the next two hours

·         #spends the whole time thinking about you hugging him

·         *cue the blushies*

·         wants to try this ‘hugging’ ordeal

anonymous asked:

msr prompt: fake relationship (b/c plz) but then Skinner is there (I'm thinking maybe a hs reunion & Skinner is a friend of a classmate, but 100% up 2 u)

A bit of fun for a Sunday morning 

Mulder glanced up from his computer screen as he heard Scully groan in frustration opposite him. “You ok?”

“Yeah, sorry.”

“What’s up?”

“Oh it’s nothing.”

“It doesn’t sound like nothing.”

Sighing, Scully looked up from her own computer, then sighed once again. “I just received an email from one of my school friends,” she explained.

“Has something happened?”

“Sadly not.” At Mulder’s puzzled expression she continued. “My friend…Susan…Well my sort of friend…”

“Your high school friend.”

“Yeah. She’s just reminding me that it’s our annual high school meet up next weekend. I hadn’t heard anything so I presumed it wasn’t going ahead this year, but sadly not.”

“You don’t sound thrilled at the prospect.”

“That’s because I’m not.”

“So don’t go. Tell them you’re working.”

“I told them that last year.”

“Tell them you’re on vacation.”

“I told them that the year before.”

Mulder grinned. “Why don’t you want to go Scully? Isn’t it nice to catch up with old friends?”

“It is, sometimes, but not these old friends.”

“Why not?”

“Well they’re just…you know?”

“You’re talking to a guy who lost all of his school friends the moment he started talking about alien abductions. I don’t know.”

“They’re all smug married people.”


“And I’m not.”

“And that’s a problem?”

“It is, because it makes me their project.”

“Their project?”

She sighed once again. “Our annual meetup invite always states plus one. The last time I didn’t take anyone, so they spent the whole evening trying to match me with guys. Any guy who had a pulse.”

“Sounds delightful.”

“More like soul destroying. I’m perfectly happy with my life but they make me feel as though I’m a failure in some way.”

“You’re not a failure Scully,” replied Mulder, his work now forgotten. “Don’t go.”

“I know…”


“There are one or two of them I actually like. And I do feel bad when they make the effort to invite me.”

“So take someone else.”

“Mulder, most of my friends have lives. They don’t want to come to someone else’s high school reunion, plus I don’t want them to pity me.”

He chuckled. “I don’t pity you.” He suddenly realized what he was suggesting. “Actually, I don’t have a life, which means I don’t have any plans.”

“Mulder, I couldn’t ask you to do that.”


“It’ll be boring. They’ll only talk about marriage and babies and house prices.”

“Will there be alcohol?”

She smiled. “There will be a bar.”

“Listen, if you want me to come, I will. If you bring a friend maybe they’ll go easy on you, or they might take pity on me instead and make me their new project. It’ll at least mean you get a chance to enjoy yourself. It might be fun.”

“It won’t be fun.”

“It will if I ask them to show me pictures of a teenage Dana Scully. I’m kidding, I’m kidding,” he added, as Scully glared at them. “At the very least we can put them off dinner by talking about the Flukeman.” He grinned. “Every time they discuss marriage we can talk about autopsies if you like.”

Scully shook her head. “It’s fine Mulder, I’ll make my excuses.”

“Email her back and say we’ll go. C’mon Scully, what’s the worst that could happen?”

Little did they know.



Scully looked up, recognizing the voice of the woman who’d called her. Mulder saw her grimace for a split second before she forced a polite smile and walked towards her former classmate. “Susan, hi.”

“Hi!” Mulder watched as a petite brunette woman pulled Scully into her arms for a hug. As they pulled back and appraised one another, Mulder also took the opportunity to consider the woman. She had a warm, friendly face, tight curly hair and glasses that reminded him of Skinner, he realized, chuckling to himself. She seemed friendly enough, and he wasn’t quite sure why Scully wasn’t so keen on spending time with her.

“You look great Dana.”

“Thank you,” Scully replied a little awkwardly. She’d never been comfortable accepting compliments. “So do you.”

Smiling, her classmate suddenly caught sight of Mulder. “Hi there.” Taking the hint, Scully turned to him.

“Susan, this is my partner, Fox –”

“Call me Mulder,” he interrupted, reaching out to shake Susan’s hand. “Good to meet you.”

Susan shook his hand warmly. “Your partner? Congratulations.”

“Oh –” Before either Mulder or Scully could interrupt and correct her, she’d continued. “Well it’s about time Dana! We’ve been saying for a few months now that you really needed to start thinking about settling down. It’s been years since Ethan, and honey you’re not getting any younger.”

“While Scully bit down on her lip so tightly that Mulder presumed she was about to draw blood, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. So that was why she didn’t like the woman. Taking a deep breath, Scully maintained both her polite smile and her restraint.

“Oh, Mulder isn’t my partner,” she explained calmly. Susan’s smile faded. “We just –”

“We don’t know what to call it,” Mulder said, shifting closer to Scully. “Partner sounds like we just work together, boyfriend and girlfriend is odd because we’re not kids anymore…” Glancing over at his partner, he noted her shocked – and pissed – expression. *In for a penny, in for a pound* he thought to himself, as he then took hold of her hand. “We prefer “significant other,” don’t we honeybunch?” He winked at his partner, who was thankfully too shocked to respond. However he knew from the look on her face that he’d be paying the price for this as soon as they were out of earshot.

“Oh isn’t that adorable?” Susan enthused, clearly excited that Scully had finally found someone. “Come, the rest of the girls are over there.” She pointed to a long table set up near the back of the room. “They’ll be so pleased to see you, and of course to meet Mulder. It’s been a while since Dana has introduced us to anyone. Come, sit down and tell us all how you both met.” With that she walked off. “Come!”

“I hate you,” Scully murmured, squeezing Mulder’s hand so hard he thought she’d broken it. Wincing, he followed his partner and her friend for an evening of entertainment – at least for him.


There was no doubt about it, Scully was going to kill him, Mulder thought, as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. In response, she dug her nails into his upper thigh. Hard. Around the table sat seven other women with their husbands, girlfriends and, in the case of one couple whose babysitter cancelled at the last minute, their children. They were all listening intently to the story of how Mulder and Scully met. He recalled a similar conversation not too long ago when both he and Scully were out in California, and recalled the death glare his partner had shot him when he’d informed their neighbors that they’d met at a UFO conference. This time however, he decided to stick to the truth. “…and then Dana was assigned to work with me. It was love at first sight on my part,” he added, flashing Scully a sheepish grin. Her expression suggested she couldn’t decide whether to punch him or vomit.

Thankfully her school friends were oblivious.  A lady sitting opposite, Caroline, clapped her hands together. “That’s so adorable. Who’d have thought you could find love at the FBI.”

“Well look at Anna.” All eyes landed on a woman sat next to Scully. “She managed it.”

“You work at the FBI?” Mulder asked. The woman shook her head.

“No, but my partner does. He’s coming along shortly.”

“I bet your mom is excited for you Dana,” interrupted another woman, Laura. “I bet she can’t wait for the big day.”

“Oh we’re not getting married,” Scully replied, with an air of finality that only Mulder could detect. He willed himself not to smirk.

“Not yet anyway,” he interrupted, receiving another dig to the thigh. He was clearly having the time of his life, though he knew he’d pay the price for it as soon as he and Scully left the building. “But right now we’re happy as we are.”

Scully suddenly sat forward in her chair, picked up her glass of wine from the table and downed what was left of her drink. “Who wants another?” she asked. As her friends gave their orders, she made a mental note and then turned to Mulder. “Can you help me with the drinks…sweetheart?”

“I’ll help you Dana,” offered Anna.

“Oh no it’s fine,” she replied sweetly. “Mulder will help me.” She glared at her partner, who then nodded and got to his feet, ready to face the wrath of Scully.


“What the hell are you playing at?”

They were barely out of their seats when Scully turned on him. “What?”

“Don’t what me. You know. Significant other. Marriage. Mulder, some of those woman still speak to my mom. And Bill too.”

“Bill?” Mulder grimaced as he realized that word of their “relationship” might reach Scully’s brother. “I was helping you out.”

“Helping me? How?”

“Scully you told me those woman only ever talk about marriage and babies and can’t understand why you’re single. They pretty much turned on you the instant you walked in here…” His eyes suddenly narrowed. “Wait, you are single aren’t you? I’m not stepping on anyone’s toes?”

“Shut up Mulder.”

“I know how uncomfortable they make you feel. You said yourself that they’re like leeches sucking out your soul.”

“They are.”

“And that they’re constantly discussing your love life.”

Scully sighed. “I know.”

“I’m just helping you out, getting them off of your back for one night. At the next reunion you can just tell them we split up. Make me the bad guy.”

“I guess so.” She didn’t look too convinced. “Alright,” she conceded, once she’d given the drinks order to the barman. “But only because telling the truth now would just make me look pathetic. You get to deal with my mom when she inevitably finds out. “

“Deal. For a moment I thought you were going to make me talk to Bill.”

“Don’t tempt me. Bill would tear you apart if he thought we were dating.”


Scully saw Mulder’s eyes dart over towards their table, before refocusing on her. He smiled sweetly, while she eyed him cautiously. “What?”

She stood perfectly still as her partner reached out, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ears. His breath caressed her skin as he leaned in to whisper. “They’re watching us,” he whispered, suddenly cupping her jaw and kissing her tenderly on the lips. It was a sweet kiss, PG-rated, but it still look Scully by surprise and left her breathless. It was a dangerous kiss, she thought to herself as Mulder pulled back and smiled once again, licking his lips subconsciously. It made her want to kiss him again.

“This is what couples do, isn’t it?” He turned o pick up the drinks in front of him when suddenly he caught sight of Anna walking towards them with a familiar figure. A familiar male figure. “Shit.”

“What?” Scully was oblivious, still paying for the order.


She froze as she suddenly heard AD Skinner’s voice ring out behind her. Mulder was sporting his best panic face as he realized by Skinner’s smug, knowing grin that he’d just witnessed their public display of affection.


Scully slowly turned, her face flushing furiously. “AD Skinner.”

“I told Dana you were coming, I didn’t realize you knew one another,” Anna explained, clearly unaware of the awkward tension that had crept into the room.

“You could say that,” Skinner replied. “I see you two are enjoying the evening.”

“Sir –”

“Anna was just telling me about the new man in your life Dana.”

Scully looked as though she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. After she’d murdered Mulder of course.

“It’s not what it looks like sir.”

“Nonsense, I’ve heard the rumors.”

Now she definitely looked as though she was moments away from killing her partner.

“You don’t need to pretend otherwise around me, at least not now. We’re not at work this evening.” He gestured back to their table. “We’ll see you shortly.”

Skinner and Anna headed back over towards their table, leaving Mulder and Scully alone.



“I didn’t –”

“Just don’t.” She gestured once again to the barman.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting a drink.”

Mulder looked down at the glass of wine he was holding. “You’ve already got a drink.”

“I know. I need another.”

It was going to be a long night.

anonymous asked:

Ace!Keith makes me feel so valid hoooly shittt. My new fave hc A+++

I KNOW. Just. I know

  • it was one of the reasons he couldn’t really connect to others at the garrison
    • everyone was talking about hot people and he figured that “hot” just meant “a certain kind of attractive”
    • he didn’t like the word “hot”. it made him uncomfortable when someone referred to him as such. he never participated in those conversations
  • subtext is already hard enough. sexual subtext even more
    • what does “that’s what she said” even mean, no one said that, lance
  • watching a movie with the team: “oh my god, the sexual tension is killing me! can they just get to the fucking already?!”
    keith, mumbling: “can they not”
  • keith probably isn’t just ace, he also has a really low sex drive. that’s much to the disappointment of lance, who couldn’t find his “secret porn stash” in his shack in the desert
  • he doesn’t know that he’s ace. for the longest time he figured that everyone was just exaggerating their sexual urges because it was cool or something 
    • once he learned that people actually felt sexual attraction he saw it as another ‘defective’ thing about himself
    • nowadays he actually likes being ace, it’s a big help not having to waste energy or thoughts towards stuff like that during an intergalactic war
  • Shiro: “Wait, how come you were outside the garrison when you rescued me if you were students?”
    Lance: “Weeeell, we just got put into a team and I wanted to have some quality bonding time, sneak out together… meet some nice girls…”
    Keith: “There are girls at the Garrison too though?”
    Lance: “No, I mean, like… not that kind of girls. I mean, yes that kind of girls. But it’s more than that, it’s about atmosphere and-”
    Keith: “Oh, you mean the kind that actually likes your flirting? Not sure if you would have found them outside of it either.”
    Lance: “LISTEN UP YOU-”

grotesque-rotten-puppet  asked:

Any tips against bi-phobia? A classmate of mine keep 'joking about it' and he even said that maybe I'm just trying to convince myself and be alternative. He has lesbian mothers and he keep talking about How Straight He Is, and still, here I am hearing this bullshit. Getting angry would prove him is right in his optic Probably this is happening bc girls aren't attracted to me and I've never had a relationship with one...

It really depends what outcome you want. It’s your life, you gotta live it. A stranger on the internet could advise a witty comeback, but I can’t cure your classmate from being an asshole. Well, not at this distance, anyrate.

What outcome do you want? Survival until you graduate whatever level of school you’re in? Do you need to get through a group project with these assholes? Do you depend on assholes for food and shelter? Do you want to bother to attempt to cure them, or do you want to just look upon them with pity and judgment, and abandon them to their fates as soon as possible? Are you honestly fed up and ready to have this fight? What are your stakes here? It’s up to you.

There will always be fuckers, and no matter what you do, they’ll feel qualified to complain. So at some point you have to actually get stuff done, while the fuckers fuck around. Your level of emotional engagement with their fuckery will vary by the situation, but quite a lot of it is optional, and it’s up to you. Sometimes you will honestly want to have this fight. And that’s valid. You’ll have it a lot, so it’s good to get your eye in when the stakes are low.

In the case of that particular classmate, you can try just deadeye shutting him down - as practice and to sharpen your claws for the future. If it’s a low-value relationship with low consequences, then it may amuse you to treat this as batting practice. Batting practice is an essential training regimen in Bisexual Culture, as we are often called upon to bat for both teams.

Potential lines to take include:

“Do you know that’s very hurtful?” (Yes/No/dissembling) “if you know it’s hurtful, why did you say it?” (Receive excuse. Look unimpressed.)

Replace “hurtful” with “a dickish thing to say” or “bigoted”, or whatever lingo you crazy kids would naturally use in conversation.

“Listen, buddy, when you say stuff like that, I lose respect for you.”

“Do your mothers know you talk to women this way?”

“I’m just curious why you would say something like that?” (Receive some extremely edgy South Park ‘trolling’ type excuse. If your face can stretch to such extremes, try to express the gentle contempt it deserves.)

If an argument happens, put your responses on a lock. Remain calm and considerate-sounding. Try to pause your responses and keep your tone even so you don’t both end up shouting at each other. If the classmate escalates, make sure you have witnesses or an escape route.

Turf it over to the teacher or instructor if your school culture would be supportive and it would amuse you. Bisexuals are members of the Community, and there are usually school policies against bullying. And this is bullying, although “mild” - someone trying to gain status by attacking you, and for a protected status besides - and you needn’t tolerate it. Document any instances and write a formal letter detailing this to the school. If people try to dissemble with “but he has gay parents [and therefore can’t be bigoted or a bully to gay people]” you should reply “yes, and he is lashing out.” They’re two separate facts, but people will likely make the connection think that he is lashing out BECAUSE of his gay parents (poor boy, no man in the house to role model a healthier attitude about bullying!) and it should erase the previous belief. Anyway, this would be considered to be Escalating the Situation, and many bullying policies aren’t worth shit, so you’ll have to take the lead on that; but you aren’t required to be bullied. You didn’t sign a contract agreeing to have your learning environment disrupted by an asshole. So you don’t have to handle it with grace if you don’t want to. You’ll know your own situation best.

Sorry kid, it’s over to you now. Best of luck and I’m sorry about the assholes. Stay safe. Let me know how you get on.

Oh and also don’t worry about the dating thing. Dating Gay when you’re young enough to be a student is a challenge. the drama alone is bad for your skin, and half the people you’d actually want haven’t come to terms with their sexuality yet. If you live in a shitty place your options will be the Only Other Gay and that’s not always good for either of you. It’s much easier to practice flirting and dating on the easy levels of other genders, then find an online or in-person Gay Community that you actually connect with to find dates. Don’t worry if girls don’t seem interested in you yet. They’re probably too busy because they’re all in my inbox right now, asking if they’re bi.

anonymous asked:

What kind of girls does the voltron team like? (I love your blog, I'm chubby and I feel so loved here :) )

Thank you sweet anon!~ I’m so glad you feel the love on the blog! Here’s your request hun!



-Since he’s a bit soft spoken, he’d like a girl who’s more outspoken and confident in what she’s doing.

-Someone who likes to try new things.

-Like his training. He’d love that!

- “Wait, so my arm goes here?”

- “Almost, like this (Y/N)…”

-When it comes to someone chubby, he wouldn’t mind it at all. He’d think you look so cute and would blush whenever you’d come around.

-Doesn’t matter what your body looks like as long as you’re healthy.


-This loud mouth likes to go after the more shy and reserved girls. He likes to see them blush and stutter out a response when he flirts with them.

-Will try out his corny pick up lines on them. All. The. Time.

- “Do you know what I’d do if I rearranged the alphabet?”

- “What Lance?” “I’d put U and I together!” “Oh jeez…”

-Would adore a chubby girl because it’s so cute to him and since he loves to cuddle, you’ll be so perfect.

-You’re perfect to him no matter what  you look like and he tells you everyday.


-Would adore a girl who has a caring and nurturing side to her. Lowkey would like a girl who doesn’t know how to cook.

-That way he can teach you everything you need to know. Cooking dates are a must though.

- “So, I put this in, right?”

- “Close, you need this before that. You’re getting there though, good job!”

-Would love a chubby girl because she’s fluffy like him, but to also hug and cuddle with her.

-Would like the girl no matter what she looks like as long as she’s a nice person and has a nice personality. 


-She would like a girl that has an interest in anything new since she’s always making something new in her lab.

-Someone to remind her to get a healthy amount of sleep and to eat in between projects.

- “Pidge, you’ve been down here for 13 hours straight.”

- “Give me another hour.” 

- “If you eat and sleep, I’ll cuddle you.” “What’s for dinner again?”

-She’d think a chubby girl is cute and would love to use her as a pillow.

-Would like a girl no matter what she looks like.


-He’d love a girl that’s up for new things and really likes the more shy girls. Adores the blush on their cheeks.

-Likes to teach you self defense so in case anything happens.

- “So, if I do it like this, you’ll go down?”

- “Yeah! Exactly, great job, (Y/N)!”

-If the girl was chubby, he’d love it in all honestly. The softness of her body reminds him that the harsh, rigid world still has some soft things in it; like you.

-Would adore the girl no matter what because he doesn’t judge. Just wants them to be nice and get along with everyone on the team.

Rant abt me and my sexuality + compulsory heterosexuality

Listen, I’m not expecting anyone to read or respond to this. It’s long as fuck but I needed to write out my feelings. 

Ever since I was a lil kid I think I’ve always known there was something gay about me. But at the same time, I didn’t know? If that makes sense. It’s like, it was there, but I didn’t realise it was gay until I realised I was gay. 

I came out as bisexual to my family/friends in 2015 and since then I’ve had a gf (who is now an ex) which sorta helped people just… find out I wasn’t straight (which funnily enough still didn’t help some people realise). But now, in 2017 and the months of 2016 leading up to it, I’ve started questioning my sexuality again. And this time feels a lot more difficult. When I came out as bi I  was pretty solidly sure about it for a while. But now I’m thinking I could be a lesbian and it’s so difficult to work out. And it sounds silly because it really doesn’t sound like it should be so difficult, but it is?! 

I began questioning it when I realised that my relationships with men have never worked out. I’ve always felt uncomfortable and out of place in them and I’ve cut off the relationship. But when I was with my girlfriend, it all seemed so much better. I was comfortable with her. I talked to her, I was okay with affection; I really wasn’t with guys. It felt so wrong to me. 

A few months ago in my drama class, I was having some ‘banter’ with a guy friend who likes throwing me around and picking me up because I’m so small. A few girls in the class immediately came over to me once he left and started asking me questions like ‘What’s going on with you two?’ ‘He likes you!’ and I assured them we were just friends. Later I told my friends about this encounter and they told me that they were shocked I hadn’t seen it myself. However, I stayed confident he didn’t like me like that. But it led me into thinking of what it would be like in a relationship with him. Just thinking about it made me feel weird and strange. So then, I thought about a relationship with any guy. And it just didn’t give me a warm, excited feeling like being with a woman does. 

Then, an ex approached me after school. He was nice, funny. I’d split up with him after a week. He got the bus home with me and it was nice to catch up. And when I got home he’d messaged me. He started saying how he’s missed us speaking and how we should go out sometime. And then I felt it. The uncomfortable feeling I feel whenever a guy shows interest in me. He keeps texting me and without sounding narcissistic, it’s clear he’s into me. But I always feel this dread when his name pops up on my notifications. 

I know compulsory heterosexuality exists. Maybe that explains my crushes on unattainable celebrity males in the past that I’ve never actually felt the desire to date or have sex with. I don’t think I’ve ever had the desire to have sex with a man. 

I’ve had crushes on guys before. But the thought of it actually working out does not appeal to me. But whenever I think about my future I know I want to be married to a woman. I want a huge gay ass wedding with a wife. 

For now, I’m identifying as a lesbian. Just to myself. And once I’ve really figured it out I’ll come out again if I need to. But having this blog has been a really helpful way of projecting all of my feelings into what I post and reblog so thank you for putting up with my posts because it honestly helps me so much. 

anonymous asked:

Ello! I'm a big fan of all your work, and I just want to request a prompt if that's alright. Sometimes I like to imagine that the Sonic Boom characters are really just older versions of themselves from the games, thus their personalities has changed a little. For example, Amy is no longer openly obsessing over Sonic. I was wondering if you can write a story that takes place between the Modern!Sonic timeline and Sonic Boom timeline where Sonic starts to notice and question Amy's new personality.


Aw, thank you so much! This is a wonderful concept to work with! I hope I do it justice ^^


“Oh my hero!!!” A small Amy Rose held her arms out to embrace him.

Why does she do that? Can’t she tell I’m-

Sonic let the strange girl embrace him, but he stepped back a bit; exaggerating his movements as he tried to lightly put his hands to the sides of her shoulders.

With a light tug, he was able to have her let go.

She never seemed to care or notice that he would let her have her movement, before moving on.

But as she got older… She would take any opportunity to try and get closer to him.

It was so exhausting…

Sonic looked up from the outdoor table at the ‘date’ Amy arranged, wagging his foot out that balanced on his knee while he waited anxiously for the day to be over.

At the end of it, Amy insisted on him taking her for a run, even when she would voice that she was getting tried of him simply carrying her all the time. 

She wanted something more… something interesting.

I was always nervous it wasn’t enough for her anymore…

Sonic frowned as she once again would hug him… but this time,…

Before he could even lightly touch her shoulder, she already started to pull away.

At first, he smiled shyly, but now he looked surprised.

Her face… was distant.

Why is she so sad?

Was it something I said?

Sonic began to look over his shoulder, and realize that Amy wasn’t as enthusiastic about keeping up with him on his adventures like she used to be.

Life began to shift, and suddenly she was more interested in little projects here and there then chasing after him.

Puzzled… Sonic took the opportunity to engage her back into his life.

When Tails mentioned an Island where a small village lived, and that they could spend some relaxing years there while Eggman set up camp; he took the chance to see her again.

 With Eggman building a lair there… it was probably best the team hung out there to make sure he wasn’t up to no good.

Would the village be able to defend themselves without him and his team? Pfft.

Sonic smirked and raced off to get Amy, trying to find her anywhere he could.

Amy… Amy… Where are you?

It was always easy for Amy to find Sonic.

And for the first time…

He envied that.

Amy… Amy… Amy..?!

He spotted her in a shop, not having seen her in quite some time.


He was shocked to see her so grown… a figure in a new look, a lady instead of a child.

She turned around and smiled. The features on her face still resembled the girl he knew… but something was somehow…



“Oh, Sonic!” She happily waved.

He was used to her at least running up to him…

He shook himself out of it, and walked up. “Tails found out where Eggman was vacay-ing too. Want to ruin his fun?” He smirked, gesturing a thumb behind him.

“What do you mean? Like… we’re all going to live there?” Amy blinked her eyes, as Sonic opened his own excited ones and nodded, leaning up.

Amy’s eyes widened, and he was proud to show off his height now~

“Yep! What do ya say!? Up for some more adventures?”

“An island..?” Amy looked away smiling as she seemed to think about it.

She put a hand up to cup her cheek. “Oh! Beaches and jungles! New adventures! And everyone being so close again! How could I refuse?!” She excitedly squealed, kicking a leg up and out.

“Heh, nice try, Amy.” Sonic stuck his nose up, “But just because the island is small, doesn’t mean you’ll be able to catch me off guard or anything.”

It was mostly said to be sarcastic and humorous, but he was surprised by her response.

“Oh, that doesn’t matter. It’ll be fun to hang out, but I’m more excited about getting a tan!” She turned to the fabric and picked something out. “Besides, you’ll probably see me fighting off Eggman too! I’ve changed a lot in a few years! Oh, I see you let your hair grow out on your arms? Nice!” she lightly went to feel, before giggling and turning back, flinging a brown fabric towards him.

“Hmm… This one is good, but maybe this outfit won’t go well with a scarf..?” she kept looking around, before flapping her hands out as if giving up. “Oh, who am I kidding. It’s a ISLAND! I won’t need a scarf!” she laughed and dashed out, before waving off to him.

“See you at Tails’s, Sonic!”

He held the brown fabric… almost hurt by the fact she didn’t flirt back or even try too…

He looked down at the scarf…

“…Maybe you won’t try…” he tied the fabric around his neck like a bandanna, and then smirked, turning around. “But I haven’t given up so easily! And I know you haven’t either!” He dashed towards Tails, admiring his new fashion statement.

He held it up by a hand before taking a sniff and looking up. “All she needs is another push… shouldn’t be a problem!”


Arriving on the island, Amy acted more like a ‘chum’ than she did beforehand…

It was easier for him to be around her, but odder for him to see her the way he used too.

It was kinda sad for him, to see her not even try and make a move, but also made things more comfortable in that he could always be around her and not feel the need to keep any walls up.

They ended up getting closer…

And when Amy did make plans for something, she never called them ‘dates’, and he was able to say ‘yes’ to more alone time with her.

He… kinda liked that.

It was casual, easy, free…

“That was fun, Ames!” Sonic stated, walking her home one day before she stopped laughing and turned to look at him.


She seemed almost touched, as he turned around and put his hands down from behind his head, scratching his nose and avoiding her stare.

“Oh yeah. I thought it’d be a good idea for a nickname. It doesn’t bother you, does it? I know it’s not really original or nothing, but it’s quick, rolls off the tongue, kinda cute when you say it right and well-”

She suddenly hugged him.

He was surprised, it had been a long time…

His arms came down and so did his eyelids, but she pulled away right before he could even try and return the embrace…

He nervously moved back as if he wasn’t going to hold her back.

“H-heh.. what was that for?” he acted cool, playing it off as he lightly rubbed his arm, growing… strangely more awkward and nervous than he ever had before…

“Oh, just a thank you…. Sonic.” she smiled… something he could never pull his eyes from.

He smiled back.

“Glad it made ya happy,… Ames.” he winked.

She nodded and continued to her home, “Well, this is my place. Sorry for the hug, by the wa-”

He slammed his hand on the door at lightning speeds, suddenly stopping her from advancing as she flinched back, and turned to him as he leaned on the door.

His elbow now kept it shut as he looked to her and then away, trying to once again seem ‘casual’ and ‘cool’.

“Sorry? F-f-for what? I’m used to it. It’s been a while. Ehem. Are those shoes new?” he looked down.

She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t seem to realize he was stalling…

“Hehe, the whole outfits new, Sonic.” she looked down and moved her shoes around, showing off before flipping her hair and posing a second. “Haven’t you noticed?”

“More than you’d think…”

“Huh?” she blinked her eyes open as he stared at her…

“Bah-wh-wha-whelp!” he clapped his hands and moved off the door, before gesturing to it and swaying his arms out that way. “You’re probably tried and haa~ So am I~” he stretched and faked a yawn. “You should get to bed. I’ll um… just… walk around here.” he kicked a foot out, putting his hands behind his back and whistling as he took off with a merry little bounce in his step.

she was still suspicious, but figured- this was Sonic we’re talking about- and looked up, shaking her head at even thinking the thought, before heading inside.

When she closed the door… Sonic turned back to it, his smile suddenly becoming a genuine look of missing her.

Now that Amy’s holding back… I’m starting to want some of the old days back…

He sighed, his shoulders coming down as he looked forlorned and kicked a rock out.

Guess I’m just a few years too late…

His eyes suddenly lit up as he looked to her window.

Or maybe.. just too slow!

He looked around and a few feet away, there was a sunflower that was lying on the ground. Probably blown off from the strong winds the islands got.

He opened his mouth wide into a grin, and looked back at her window.

He took some courage and grabbed the flower, heading up to the window.


Before he could surprise her, he heard her conversing on the phone.

“Boyfriend? Oh please! I’ve moved on since then!”

His face sunk a little… his excitement leaving him suddenly…

She waited a second before responding to the person on the phone. “Emhmm. I’m a new woman now! you know what that means! The world is mine for the taking and I don’t need any stinkin’ man!”

Sonic dropped the flower into the room and dashed off.

“Haha! That’s right! And this time..-”

Well, if that was the case… might as well just let life take it’s course…

Get close while I still could be close…

-What he didn’t hear-

Phone: So you’re not gonna call him your boyfriend anymore?

“Boyfriend? Oh please! I’ve moved on since then!”

Phone: Oh.. you’re taking on a new strategy then!?

“Emhmm. I’m a new woman now! You know what that means! The world is mine for the taking and I don’t need any stinkin’ man!”

Phone: hahaah, that’s right! Only a ‘Hero’ will do!

“Haha! That’s right! And this time…-

                                         I’m gonna make that Sonic respect me!

                                                        With his own free will….

                                                                He’s gonna fall and chase me into love!”

Phone: Good luck, Amy! Me and Cheese are rooting for you! ‘Chao Chao!’

Amy hung up the phone after saying goodbye, before almost stepping on something that crumbled slightly under her feet.

Reaching down, she touched her heart and admired the beautiful sunflower, before looking around and up at her roof’s window.

“Did you get blown in here, little fella?” she smiled and looked down at it, putting it into a water jar.

“There. Now you can flourish in a new home!” She lightly stroked the petals. “Much like something else I hope will grow..”

(I thought the progression would look something like this..? xP Idk)

(x) sequel

Seeing Their Ideal Type At A Concert

Requested by anonymous- Also, I’m sorry if it’s dumb and horrible and not what you were looking for. I’ve never done one of these before. I did some looking around and made this to the best of my abilities. I’m pretty sure I wrote these longer than most of the reactions I’ve seen, and less open ended and more story like, but that’s just how I roll. They kinda ended up almost more like mini drabbles lol. Scenarios? Whatever. Also, I felt incredibly cheesy writing these. So much cheese. 


Originally posted by jghoseoks

Your banner caught his eye first. A huge sign with his face saying “He’s our only hope!” (Kek) He walked over, prepared to give a bit of fan service, when he sees you. He thinks you are so pretty, and practically falls in love with your smile. He’s thrilled to see that you’re here for him when he notices your shirt with his face. He sends you finger hearts and his signature sun smile. He see’s that you and your friends are keeping up with even the more complicated dances, and notices by your movements that there is no way you are not a dancer. Suddenly this boy who was born extra, becomes extra X9000. Tongue is out, hips are thrusting, and he’s spending as much time on your side of the stage as possible. Unbeknownst to you, his whole performance has become about making you smile as much as possible. He catches the flower crown you throw onstage and wears it for the rest of the concert. As he leaves the stage at the end of the night, he makes a mental note to take a selca with the crown in the hopes that he’d see you comment. 


Originally posted by yoonseok

(I would like to take a quick moment to say I’ve felt the power of his smirk while looking into my eyes. It’s no joke when I say it’s a life changer)

Yoongi’s stage presence is well known for being powerful and charismatic. So it was no surprise to you that your eyes kept being drawn to him again and again. What did surprise you was the feeling that he was actually looking right back. Several times he come over and did his lines while looking right into your eyes, and holy shit, was that a smirk? You tried not to get excited, knowing full well it was most likely fan service. What you didn’t know, however, was that he was just LOVING how into the music you were. You even kept up with his rap lines. He could see by your blush that you knew the grin was for you, so he decided to have fun teasing you for the rest of the night. Just when he thought you couldn’t get more perfect, instead of turning into a sobbing fangirl from the attention, you started teasing him back. You fan yourself when he’s thrusting his hips at you, roll your eyes whenever he says something cheesy, and pretend to puke when he does aegyo. His gummy grin came out in full force when you threw him a devil horn headband, and you raised your eyebrows at him in challenge. He prances around in the headband and the crowd is loving it. Too soon, the night is over. Two weeks later, you find a new comment on one of your youtube covers… MYG comments: ”The music’s not bad devil girl.”


Originally posted by hoseokxx

Namjoon was greeting the crowd when he saw you, and stumbled over his words for a moment. You were stunning. If tumblr was a person, it would be you (I crack myself up). He spent most of the night hanging around your side of the stage, doing all kinds of silly things to make you smile, talking to the crowd as much as he could get away with. He knew he was supposed to be professional and pay attention to everyone, but he just couldn’t help himself. He was pleased when he saw you get excited and sing along with his parts, and thought it was cute when you tried to rap. At the end of the night, he made sure to lock eyes with you as he was saying goodbye to the crowd and gave you one of his famous dimpled winks. Fast forward a few months later, and the boys are looking over profiles for a model to be the love interest in their new music video. Namjoon’s shocked expression has everyone looking at the profile in his hand. “This one.” he growls. It’s you. 


Originally posted by armyfanclub

He sees a huge poster of him in a puppy costume in the crowd. It makes him laugh so he looks down at the fans holding it and is shocked. You were perfect. Suddenly, he wants to do nothing but impress you. Goodbye puppy Jimin, hello Adonis. This boy is being completely disrespectful and there are way more body rolls, lip bites, and clothes being pulled off than there was supposed to be. He threw his shirt at you, and you caught it, shocked and blushing, while he grins. The night ends, and you leave a changed person, a Jimin stan for life. You are so worked up you film yourself dancing to Jimin’s solo Lie, and post it on youtube.  A few days later, it’s being retweeted by none other than BTS’s twitter. In your messages you find something from someone with a private profile. “Are you wearing my shirt right now? ;) (I’m sorry, he just seems like he would totally fuk boi text, ya know?)


Originally posted by jeonify

This boy would notice you right away and turn into a blushing mess. Until the music starts, that is. Suddenly he’s serenading you, and smirking, and just being charismatic AF. You were a little older than him and weren’t even a Jungkook stan, but you kept feeling yourself being pulled in his direction. He certainly moved his body in a way that suggested he knew what he was doing. Soon it was you that was a blushing mess and he loved it. You threw the plushie monkey on stage that you had actually meant for another member and he was quick to snatch it up and wrap it around his neck. He spent the rest of the night with it like that, and when the concert was over and they went to their rooms, he had it in bed with him. Some time passed, and you’re performing an acoustic cover of one of your favorite love songs at a cafe, like you do every Saturday. When the song is over, one of the waitresses brings over some tea and tells you it’s been paid for. You look around, and there in the dark corner of the cafe is a person in a black face mask. He pulls it down and winks at you before putting it back. Jungkook has found you. 


Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

(The gif kinda explains where I’m going with this one lol)

Ah, Tae. With this boy you never know what you’re going to get. He’s either the most adorable thing to ever exist, or so hot a single glance will melt you into a puddle. When he sees you in the crowd, sex god Taehyung is activated. He’s looking into your eyes while licking his lips. Thrusting his hips, and dancing so incredibly amazing. He’s been pulling his shirt up so much you begin to wonder why he even still has it on. Towards the end of the night, you throw up the two plushies you’d brought for him. He picks them up quickly, and kisses one before giving it back to you with a wink. You both sleep with them that night. The next day you are so inspired (infires!) that you spend all day drawing. You post what you consider your greatest work, Taehyung in all his seductive glory, on tumblr and it seems to be well received. You get a message a few days later. “Do you really think I look like that? WOW. I think you’re pretty too.”


Originally posted by bwiseoks

This man is a born show person. So as soon as he spots you, looking gorgeous and wearing his jersey numbers, he decides to put on the best show of his life. He’s talking to the crowd, dancing his little heart out and singing like an angel. You laughed at all his ridiculous jokes and cried when he did his solo. You were obviously filming and taking pictures, so he made sure to make as much contact with you as possible. At the end of the night, he looks straight into your camera and gives you his famous flying kiss. Several months later, Jin is taking an acting class, to prepare for a drama he was considering trying out for. The teacher reads off names and puts them into groups for a project. As he walks over to his assigned group, he’s stunned, because there you are.


Special Disclaimer: Gabby, maybe don’t read this, as it touches on the idea I mused over regarding Alice and how she got her holy powers.

So I’ve fallen in love with @the-vampire-inside-me‘s Inkborne AU. I’m not very sure what a lot of the backstory is in it yet– for example, whether or not Joey was abusive, whether or not he made Boris, Bendy, or Alice, or how quickly the Ink made the place decay, or… a timeline in general. But my brain sure wanted to find out, and it had the idea that this Bendy and Alice have a very strained relationship, and so this thing happened that assumes a looooooot of things about… everything I just mentioned. And explores why that relationship is strained. Trigger warning for talk about torture because boy howdy. Joey was. Yeah, he was a special kind of dick.

So anyway, have this drabble, otherwise titled “I write angst to deeply unfitting music.”

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college au where shawn is an anonymous peer listener at one of those late night college hotline things:

  • you guys are irl acquaintances and like to partner up on projects in this one class but he has a huge crush on you and you have no idea
  • and he hasn’t told anybody he’s a peer listener bc he’s not supposed to for confidentiality reasons
  • but one night after you and your ex get into a huge fight about nothing, he gets an anonymous call and he knows the voice/you mention something that happened that he remembers seeing and it’s YOU
  • and then he’s freaking out but he tries to play it cool and offer “advice”
  • and you - completely oblivious - are like “wow you’re so helpful can i call you again?”
  • and he knows it’s probably against the rules but he can’t help himself; he gives you his number bc you use fb messenger to communicate for class so you didn’t already have it (yay for loopholes)
  • and then you guys start talking about your ex, but then about other things. and your calls get longer and flirtier and later, and he won’t tell you his name but gives you an alias instead
  • and then you find yourself falling for this mysterious boy but meanwhile irl, you and shawn partner up for another project in your class
  • and since you’ve shared a bunch of info and things you like in your calls, he starts putting these things to use irl and you think shawn’s some kind of dream guy, hitting all the right notes
  • and you start to feel guilty: you like phone boy, but you also like shawn from class. and you don’t know how you’re supposed to choose
  • meanwhile shawn feels guilty bc he’s lying to you about his identity on the phone
  • eventually you find out: you bump into his roommate, who complains that he’s always on the phone with “some girl” late at night and you put two and two together
  • and when you confront him, he can’t deny it anymore and you yell at him, feeling betrayed, and storm off
  • and there’s a long period where you won’t talk to him but you still need to finish your project so every time you meet up with him you’re just cold
  • and he feels awful and quits his job as a listener, confessing to breaking their code
  • and you start to miss him and the late night talks, and you go on a date with another boy but it doesn’t feel right
  • and eventually it’s late one night and you have a lot to say so you call him, asking him to do what he does best. “can you listen?”
  • and it’s a long, slow road to forgiveness but when you get there, it’s oh so glorious bc you have the boy who comforted you during your saddest moments and the boy who makes you laugh and the boy who saw the deepest parts of yourself and didn’t run away, all in one person. and things are good

hey everybody!! here’s a rather scatterbrained guide on how to set a roleplay at an arts’ high school without it ending up looking like a crossover between fame and every high school tv show ever made. all of this is based on my experience actually attending an arts’ school!! by examining stereotypes and misconceptions, clarifying uncharted terms and qualities, and shedding light on some unique things that make art schools what they are, i hope that this guide makes it easier and more enjoyable to use them as a setting. 

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Mass Effect 2 - a (not so) short summary
  • Shepard: this is a routine mission
  • Joker: yeah we are just chillin in the empty calm space without worries that is the life eh
  • Shepard: tru homie no danger in sight we are just like little bugs in the infinite field of the universe
  • Collector's ship: DID SOMEONE SAY BUGS *destroys the Normandy*
  • Shepard: sorry wrong quote
  • Joker: let me save the ship
  • Shepard: let me save your fragile ass
  • Joker: Shepper nooooooo
  • Shepard: Shepper yooooooo *crashes into a planet like a comet and dies*
  • Joker: look at that lemme make a wish real quick
  • Joker: I wish one day I'll fuck a robot
  • ---
  • Miranda: Allusive Man we found Shep's corpse
  • Illusive Man: nice now let's spend a shitload of money to resurrect him/her
  • Miranda: cool let's make him/her our slave by modifying the brain
  • Illusive Man: damn girl what is your problem we can't manipulate someone's mind that's fucked up shit
  • Illusive Man: anyway how is the project of turning Grayson in a human reaper going?
  • ---
  • Shepard: *wakes up after a 2 years coma*
  • Miranda: Shepard we're under attack stand up and fight u inferior slut
  • Shepard: aw shit I can barely move *runs like a leopard* *fight like a demon from hell* *tears shit up*
  • Jacob: hurry up commander
  • Shepard: wait I need answers
  • Jacob: Shepard for the love of god we're in the middle of a fight mechs are shooting at us we can't talk rn
  • Shapard: so how was your day?
  • Jacob: OMG it was nice thank you, I wake up and had a toast then I did some push ups then...
  • Miranda: let's get out of here gossip girls
  • ---
  • Illusive Man: hello I'm Cerberus' boss listen to me you have to find out why humans are disappearing
  • Shepard: fuck you Intrusive Man I don't work for you
  • Illusive Man: I revived you
  • Shepard: oh fuck ok then
  • ---
  • Tali: holy fleet Shap is that u
  • Shepard: ye it is me Tali I missed you so much
  • Tali: cool bye
  • Shepard: no wait Tali join my squad
  • Tali: nah better later I got stuff to do now
  • ---
  • Mordin: *fast shit-talking*
  • Shepard: haha I like you I'll make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you trust me
  • ---
  • Kasumi: god I miss Keiji so much I will never love again
  • Jacob: hey
  • Kasumi: yooooooooooo
  • ---
  • Shepard: Zaeed you squinter swine you set fire to a refinery just to find your boyfriend we are all going to die
  • Zaeed: that fucker shoot me in the head
  • Shepard: aaw isn't this love
  • ---
  • Grunt: Shepurd I feel strange I just want to kill everybody and destroy everything
  • Shepard: oh Grunt baby it's perfectly normal you're just becoming a woman
  • Wrex: Shep he is a krogan. Male. It's like our puberty
  • Grunt: do you mean I don't need this XXXXL tampon?
  • ---
  • Thane: my son is in trouble and my wife is dead
  • Shepard: k
  • Thane: "The fire has gone to be kindled anew.” He begs them not to take her away. They let her body slide into the water. He hits me. “Don’t let them! Stop them! Why weren’t you–” It rains. It always rains on Kahje. Warm water pours down his face.
  • Shepard: Cole is that you
  • Thane: what
  • Shepard: what
  • ---
  • Jack: fuck you and fuck everything and fuck Cerberus in particular
  • Shepard: girl put a shirt on it's raining cats and dogs
  • Jack: fuck shirts fuck cats and dogs and fuck me
  • Shepard: kinky
  • ---
  • Samara: help me kill my daughter
  • Shepard: shit why everyone in my squad are psycopath or have tragic stories and why do I have to solve everyone's problem?
  • Samara: so you won't help me?
  • Shepard: sure I'll help you let's do it girl
  • ---
  • Garrus: guess who's fucking back and ready to be romanced
  • Shepard: fuck yes I'm gonna date the shit out of you
  • Garrus: ...
  • Shepard: so-
  • Garrus: shut up I'm calibrating
  • ---
  • Shepard: why do you have a piece of my armor you creepy weirdo
  • Legion: there was a hole
  • Shepard: are you telling me you just have to close every hole you see?
  • Legion: yes
  • Shepard: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • ---
  • Shepard: all right let's go kill all collectors as requested from the Incisive Man
  • Harbinger: we are the beginning, you are the end
  • Shepard: yeah I'm YOUR end
  • Harbinger: this hurts me
  • Shepard: fuck my second life what is that big ass blue motherfucker
  • EDI: it's a human reaper
  • Shepard: woah tough shit better destroy this ship and everything in it
  • Illusive Man: wait Shepard don't do it we need this technology
  • Shepard: shut up Disquisitive Man I do what I want and I want to tear this abomination up
  • Illusive Man: damn no I should have enslaved your mind when I had the chance
  • Miranda: called it
  • Shepard: well too fucking bad Dispositive Man let's do this homies
  • ---
  • Shepard: and that's how I saved the day once again
  • Hackett: Shepard you gangsta you forgot to say you killed 300.000 batarian in the process
  • Shepard: I do it for a good cause
  • Hackett: what cause
  • Shepard: peace
  • Hackett: *cries* this is beautiful
  • Shepard: I know buddy
  • Hackett: you're under arrest

Tony Stark x reader

Warning ⚠️: smut, dom/sub, daddy kink


Tony has been working in the lab a lot lately. We haven’t had sex in weeks and I’m extremely frustrated, I need daddy to come satisfy me. I make my way to his lab and find him working on some new project. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist and kiss the back of his neck.

“Hey, babydoll”, he says distractedly.

“Hey”, I mumbled against his shoulder. I started to slowly move my hand down to the front of his pants.

He grabs my wrist gently, “Not now, daddy’s working.”

I pout and let out a small whine, “But, daddy! It’s been so long.”

“What did I just say, little one,” he says firmly.

I huffed, unwrapped my arms from around him and took a seat on a nearby chair and crossed my arms. He glance at me and chuckled quietly.

“Just because you’re pouting doesn’t mean I’m gonna cave and give you what you want, you’re acting like a brat.”

I turned away from him and thought for a moment. I smirked and looked at him.

“Okay, fine. Since you don’t want me I’ll just go get Sam, he has been checking me out.” I smiled and began walking out of the lab.

“Excuse me, what did you just say,” he asked and walked towards me, “You must have forgotten who you belong to.”

He gripped my arm and pulled me into the elevator and pushed the button for the 7th floor. Once we got into our room, he sat on the bed and threw me over his knee.

“You know why I’m doing this,” he asked as he lifted my dress and pulled down my panties.

“I’ve forgotten who I belong to and I behaved like a brat.”

“Good girl. I think five should be enough, count them out.”

Tony massaged my ass for a bit before I felt a harsh smack.

“One.” I moaned breathlessly.




“Th-three!” The hits got harder each time and my pussy was soaking wet and throbbing.



“You’re doing so well, princess. Just one more, can you take it?”


He gripped my right ass cheek hard, “Yes what?”

“Yes, daddy.”


“Five,” I groaned. He rubbed my sore ass gently.

He rubbed his thumb over my slick folds then pushed into my entrance.

“You’re so wet for me,” he groaned. “Remember your safe word?”


He put two fingers inside me and teased my g-spot and used his thumb to rub my clit.

“Daddy, please give me more,” I moaned. He fingered me faster, the sound of his fingers sliding in and out of my soaked pussy turned me on even more. His thumb rubbed my clit faster.

“You’re squeezing my fingers so tight, doll,” he said.

I started to grind back against his fingers and moaned his name. He grabbed my braids with his other hand and pulled my head back and kissed me passionately, I felt like I was on cloud nine.

“You better not cum,” he demanded. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. I tried to hold on for a while but I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please, daddy! I need to cum so bad, please I promise I’ll be good,” I begged shamelessly.

He finally said the magic word, “Cum.”

I came so hard, I even squirted a little. My body was vibrating and I could barely speak. Tony lightly spanked my dripping pussy and I almost came again. He helped me stand up and kissed me.

“You did so well, baby,” he praised. “Are you okay?”

I nodded my head and he kissed me again.

“Kneel,” he said. I immediately got down on my knees. He pulled down his pants and I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. He tapped the head of his dick on my tongue a few times before he pushed in and I closed my mouth around him.

I closed my eyes and groaned softly, I always loved how he tasted. I sucked and licked the head and licked the thick vein on the side. He grasped my hair as I started to deep throat his dick.

“Damn, princess, you’re so good at that,” he said admirably. Just listening to his moans and praises made my pussy throb. I sucked his dick like a popsicle, saliva and precum was dripping down my chin and onto my chest.

“Doll, you gotta stop or I’m gonna cum,” he warned. I sucked him a few more times then stopped. He was breathing heavily, beads of sweat on his forehead. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me roughly, our tongues tangling together.

Tony pulled away and looked at me, his eyes filled with desire. I walked over to the bed and got on all fours.

“Fuck me, daddy,” I said, sounding like a complete slut.

Tony got on the bed and slapped my ass a few times. I arched my back and he entered me. He leaned down and kissed my shoulder and asked if I was okay. I nodded and he started moving slowly.

“Faster,” I moaned. He started going faster and my back arched more letting him go deeper.

“Fuck!! Harder, daddy,” I begged.

“You’re taking me so well, darling.”

Tony grabbed my braids and pulled me up so my back was against his chest. His left hand came up to my neck and he choked me, his right hand moved between my legs and rubbed my clit fast. I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching.

“Daddy, can I please cum,” I asked in a innocent voice.

“Yes, baby, I’m right behind you. Cum on daddy’s dick,” he said. My second orgasm hit me hard and I screamed. Tony came hard and I loved the feeling of his hot cum deep inside me.

I laid flat on my stomach, too tired to move. Tony went to the bathroom and came back with a warm cloth to clean both of us. He laid next to me and kissed my forehead, cheeks, nose and finally my lips.

“That was incredible.”

All I could do was nod.

He grabbed my chin and made me look at him, “If anybody asks you, you belong to me. Remember that.”

I giggled, “Yes, daddy.”

I feel like I got carried away with this but I hope you enjoy! ❤️@sebbiebarneslikeplvms

anonymous asked:

Hello there! I'm actually new to Block B (I know I've been lost for the past few years lol) and I wondered if you could give me some info on each of the members so I can get to know them better? 💕 thank you so much in advance! I love your blog!!!


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Is there a reason why Cullen is a fan favorite? I started playing when Inquisition came out and have been going back and doing them from the start (just finished Awakenings), so I'm confused why people like him? He creeps on his prisoners and is an asshole in DA:O

Oh, I think you might be asking the wrong person. I tried, really hard, to like all the characters in Inquisition. But at the end of the day I have to admit I can’t stand the smarmy, murderous bastard. I don’t get it either. :)

I think probably the best I can do is … wave vaguely toward the kind of narrative tricks Bioware plays to get people to like him.

1) Cullen has a very simple, straightforward narrative that is used to deliberately draw the audience’s sympathy.

I mean – sad backstories are a dime a dozen in Dragon Age. Many companion characters have led utterly appalling lives, and even the ones who are doing relatively well can generally point to some tragedy or betrayal that has defined them.

But a lot of these characters react to that tragedy in complex ways. Many of them will downplay what happened to them, or make jokes about it, or just outright avoid talking about it. People like Wynne, Zevran, Anders or Sigrun have had so many bad things happen to them that horrible is normal. They’re neck deep in coping mechanisms. They do their very best to make their lives sound not-so-bad.

I mean – look at Wynne. She was an orphan. The family that took her in rejected her the moment her magic manifested. She was imprisoned in the Circle. She went through the Harrowing. Her first apprentice was murdered (as far as she knew) and she was made to think this was her fault rather than a Templar crime. She ended up in a relationship with a man who was legally empowered to kill her pretty well whenever he felt like it, and when she became pregnant the Chantry stole her baby. She survived Ostagar, and the demons in the Fereldan Circle, and she thinks she’s an ‘abomination’ because a spirit of faith possessed her to save her life.

And yet she consistently projects this tough, nothing-gets-me-down image. When she talks about her troubles, it’s generally either an attempt to impart some hard-won wisdom to the Warden, or to freak out Alistair. Noble, goals, both.

Hell, Sigrun tells a story about how her uncle ate her pet nug, and it’s a sort of throwaway joke, till you think about a little girl with a tiny creature snuggled trustingly in her arms – and then someone snatching her pet away, killing it and cooking it while she weeps. And how damn hungry the family must have been for anyone to consider that normal behaviour.

That’s all well and good for the companions. They’re screwed up, and you extract their misery in little pieces.

But Cullen? He’s not a companion. He’s a prominent, recurring NPC. Even in Inquisition he’s a sort of … NPC +, hanging about a lot without actually participating in the companion system. He has no real party banter, no unintended reveals. So they have to make him recognisable. They do that by repeatedly calling back to Broken Circle. Cullen tells that story a lot. And from a character point of view – you can tell this is really the only truly terrible thing that ever happened to him. I mean, it was terrible, there’s no denying that. But Cullen was never taught that he deserved to suffer, or that he had no right to hope for better, which is pretty well what every mage, elf or casteless dwarf was taught. He tells his story with anguish and outrage, and he doesn’t try to cover up what he feels.

From a narrative point of view, then, that becomes his defining trait. It’s what they bring up when they want you to think about Cullen. You might think about Anders’s passion or Zevran’s loyalty, and that they suffered is one trait among many. But every time they introduce Cullen, and he starts with ‘I was in the Fereldan Circle, and …’ they push upon you the idea of the suffering boy at the top of the tower.

It’s very, very easy to forget everything else he is, when the writers keep pushing that line. And if you haven’t played earlier games, that image is pretty well all you’ve got.

Poor Cullen. He’s suffered. Feel for him.

2) They … uncomfortably conflate two different points.

Cullen is awkward in romantic situations. Cullen thinks mages aren’t really people, and considering them as romantic partners is sinful.

Both of those things can be true. But they are not the same thing. And yet, Bioware tries to make us think they are.

You’re right: in Origins, Cullen’s creepy. He’s the prison guard with his eye on one of the inmates. The whole point of the exchange where a mage Warden can flirt with him is to set the stage for the encounter in Broken Circle, where you see exactly how it goes when someone decides that a person they’ve put on a pedestal isn’t special after all.


They also, obviously, use that exchange for a bit of levity in the mage origin. Cullen may be creepy, but he’s nowhere near as threatening as a senior Templar, and it’s one of the few places where a mage character can just outright win. She scares the shit out of one of her gaolers with a little bit of flirting. He literally runs away, and it’s pretty funny.

Now, fast forward to Dragon Age 2. They’ve always tried to present the mage/Templar conflict as being one of ‘wrong on both sides’, but in Origins it was more lightly done, with more natural sympathy for the mages. In DA2 that conflict is the centrepiece, and they would really, really like it if the player were deeply ambivalent about it.

They play a lot of tricks here to accomplish that, but one thing they do is re-frame Cullen’s awkwardness, not as shame at his crush on a lowly mage, but as romantic awkwardness in general. They hit you with that right away. The first time you meet him, he sends Hawke off to question some prostitutes because he’s just too gosh-darn-bashful to do it (side note: grow the fuck up, Cullen. My Hawke walked in there, asked her questions and left again, and never even had to see anybody naked). They even mark him out as a bit special in that regard as it’s a running joke in the game that the Templars damn near live in the brothel.

That initial creepiness is presented here as something ‘cute’. And of course that culminates in Inquisition, where he’s given a sweet, awkward romance. The point of the initial scene has been almost entirely erased.

3) They outright lie.

They do this repeatedly throughout the series, of course. For one thing, that’s another way they use Cullen’s repeated telling of the story of Broken Circle. He gets to spin the story and what it means his way, and no one else who was there when it happened is ever around to contradict him. Wynne never gets to show up and say ‘Oh, you mean the time you demanded that we all die for suffering the same things you did?’ Finn, say, from Witch Hunt never gets to tell him that he has scars too. It’s only ever Cullen’s story.

It gets worse in Inquisition, of course: Varric seems to like Cullen. Varric is set up to be a familiar face for the player, and if he says Cullen is okay, then he must be right. Never mind that Varric may once have fought to defend the Kirkwall mages from him and people like him. Cole, too, supports Cullen – despite being able to read thoughts and having very specific Templar-related trauma. Those character choices can’t be accidental. Characters in Inquisition don’t always get along or agree, even if they all love the Inquisitor. But these two particular characters, the ones who should back away from Cullen in horror? They like him. So obviously the player should too.

My favourite, though, is World of Thedas II. I know you can frame it as Inquisition propaganda, but it becomes the standing biography on Cullen, and it demonstrates how we’re ‘supposed’ to see him.

More and more, the Templars confided their own slips in performance to Cullen, fearful of the punishments Meredith gave for even minor infractions. While still ill at ease among large groups of mages, he was beginning to notice the tension and fear that filled the eyes of his charges. It was fear reminiscent of his own, and it troubled him. These were the people he had sworn to protect.

– World of Thedas II

That’s bullshit. I know it’s bullshit because I have played Dragon Age 2. There were Templars who had doubts about Meredith and her orders. Those Templars went to Thrask. This is actually a pretty important Act 3 plot point. Templars who felt things were getting out of hand banded together with some mages to plot against Meredith and her officers. Cullen was not part of this conspiracy. In fact, he turned up to arrest the conspirators, and Hawke could advise him to kill them. That this conspiracy went wrong meant that all ‘moderate’ Templars had either been killed or suspended by the time Meredith called for the Annulment, and the mages probably lost a lot of their most able fighters.

But that’s not how they want me to remember it. They’ve told me how they want me to remember it. In trying to muddy the waters regarding the mage/Templar conflict, they need to present us with ‘likeable’ Templars. Cullen seems to have been their choice for retconning into a decent person.

And … okay. I know none of that actually answers why. Why Cullen, and not someone else? Why have people latched on to him in particular? I think you’d have to ask someone who actually does like him what the appeal is. Because I don’t see it, and if I tried to guess there’s a pretty good chance I’d be wrong. :)

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hiya! i notice you tag a lot of your posts with 'nora, sloane, etc.' i understand these are characters for a story you're doing. i'm curious: what's the story about?

ok ! well @turnandchasethewind (olivia) & i have been working on the sketches for this show for like. a Long time lmao it has as most projects do grown & changed & become something entirely its own & i think it’s really awesome & lovely & am rly rly jazzed for it to move forward one day

anyway the working title for it is called views, & it basically follows sloane & nora, best friends who live & work in toronto. they met when they were 18/19 at a catering gig (terrible) & theyre the kind of love that is this epic soft quiet fun powerful love between female friends. they’re young & they’re a little lost always, & the world hurts, but like. they’re Good. the current storyline begins when they’re in their early/mid-twenties & nora meets ridley, who becomes her girlfriend. ridley is rly rly lovely & beautiful & whip smart & v kind & sloane hates her which is altogether mostly funny but a little sad

sloane ideally would be played by maia mitchell just for a visual but like. a grungier cooler hot mess version of maia bc like. sloane is a trash kid she’s our absolute fav she has tons of stick n pokes & her hair is a mess or buzzed (or both) & she will wear vans until they r literally falling off. she shops mostly at black market & she got this bike off kijiji that’s like 800% terrifying. she was diagnosed with bipolar I when she was 18 & shes on meds but its obviously still smth she deals with every day. shes from vancouver & she dropped out of mcgill after An Episode but mostly bc she hated it & she moved to toronto a few months after that (which is p much immediately when she met nora). shes like our token white character shes funny everyone drags her constantly abt so many things but they Love sloane. she eats Shit food unless nora’s parents buy her groceries & she drinks a lot & sometimes she has lil spirals but she has a dog named carly rae who helps a lot. she also has a big brother named whit he’s trans & he lives in brooklyn & she Adores him. shes a tremendously talented musician but ofc being a musician is v difficult so she also works a bunch of weird jobs between music gigs. she lives in a funky apartment in kensington w like six rotating roommates. she plays sets at the beaver all the time. if sloane was gonna write a song it would be ‘young’ by vallis alps but if sloane had a themesong its a tie between i wanna get better by bleachers & control by halsey & buzzcut season by lorde & then a rly rly sad cover of i rly like you by carly rae

nora is laura harrier bc like Hot & also biracial so thats dope. shes a baker & she works at a rly cute lil bakery on queen west & she always looks so pretty & put together & she rides this beautiful linus bike everywhere w a fucking basket & everything she wears so much birds of north america & oak + fort & rly just anything from victoire & she has like 12 pairs of blundstones. shes from etobicoke & her parents are both immigrants so nora is first generation canadian shes v v invested in how that all interacts shes a smart cool kid. she’s bisexual she came out when she was 16 bc she Literally got drunk in a closet & she has a history of dating Truly shitty ppl so sloane is like v v Hesitant when she falls for ridley. she has some beautiful tattoos & some silly stick n pokes, mostly w sloane. she has a rly cool little sister named kennedy who goes to ryerson & nora went to george brown. shes rly passionate abt intersectional feminism & she volunteers w a few different organizations around the city that help lgbtq+ youth shes like. a Good person & also sloane ADORES her & nora is in a v real kinda love w sloane theyre the v best pals. also girl can Drink. once a month regardless of how cold it is she & sloane make rly good pot brownies & go to trinity bellwoods & eat them & they end up Laughing a lot. nora also fosters w save our scruff bc she & sloane adopted carly rae together but carly rae is like an emotional support animal for sloane so she spends most of her time at sloane’s apartment so bc of that nora likes to foster dogs its rly cute. she has a beautiful lil tiny studio off euclid & queen. if nora had a themesong its like some dope gay (bi) ass mix of company by tinashe & feelin myself by nicki but then she meets ridley so shes like all night by bey

pls know that nora & sloane sometimes get Rly drunk at the greenroom in the annex mostly bc they love smoking in the lil alleyway its like. their trash special place. & their songs r like. california by grimes & love gang by whethan ft charli xcx & ribs by lorde 

ok in our heads ridley is played by aj but mostly bc its hot & we love her lol, ideally ridley is quebecois metis. she has a degree in physics but her parents just both died so shes kinda taking a break from everything & rn shes a florist in the shop next to noras bakery on queen west. shes from montreal but she went to school in the states & she has a longtime ex named ash. theyre non binary & ridley & ash are still rly good friends which sloane is like Suspicious abt but nora is like sloane jfc. ridley is rly smart she wears a Lot of stay home club & j brands & she & nora have a lot of shoes n boots that look almost identical. shes queer & shes kinda just been queer forever? her parents were scientists so it was always a v inclusive educated lil home she grew up in. she was named after ridley scott & everyone always jokes that she was conceived during alien lol & honestly she probably was. shes rly funny & she has beautiful tattoos & pretty pretty eyes & nora falls for her rly fast. she has a lil quebecois accent & sometimes she forgets words in english when shes drunk or tired. she & nora first kiss outside of the beaver in the snow theyre in the alley behind the gladstone w rly beautiful street art they were smoking cigarettes & its just. soft. so queer. ridleys lil songs r hold by vera blue & 21 moon water by bon iver & Mostly corbeau by coeur de pirate

sloane has a plot twist & falls in love w jack who is half-japanese & hes rly good friends w ridley which is the plot twist part a little but the BIG plot twist part is that she falls in love at all bc she is Convinced no one can handle her & she isnt stable enough for romantic love etc etc. but jack is so good hes so smart & hes a music therapist for kids on the spectrum its like Absurd how good a person he is. hes trans & hes abt to have top surgery like a few months after he meets sloane & she goes for a while & is like blah blah im not in love w him whatever its just sex but then shes So worried abt him being ok during & after surgery & she cares abt him so much & she gets Rly drunk & cries abt it to nora its funny. one day sloane is having a rly rly bad lil depressive episode & nora has been outta town all weekend w her parents & kennedy at their cottage in muskoka & so nora texts jack like. yo sloane has bipolar i she shouldve told u this but like i gotta tell u now bc shes havin a meltdown so pls go over & bring her food from fresh get the falafel tacos & like all the pressed juice ill venmo you & Pls make her shower if she buzzed her hair try to find the scalp treatment i got her from lush its in her dresser top drawer. also shes gonna wanna drink just let her do that & make sure she takes her meds she’ll be ok itll take a day or two & hes like ok. a lot but ok. & he goes & he brings sloane food & a tshirt of his & he gets her into the shower & out to the couch & puts on superstore & she curls up into him on one side & carly rae on the other & she cries a little but honestly its not so bad & like. hes so in love w her its wild she never thought that would happen its a fun plot twist even olivia & i didnt plan on

so anyway the whole show is kinda an ode to toronto & an ode to being young & in love w your friends in a rly profound way & also what its like to fall in love w ppl u might wanna spend ur life with, a kinda love thats v new. its abt queerness & gender & race in a way thats v much present but all of the main characters r rly informed & rly like passionate abt intersectional feminism & thats a cool aspect we r both v excited abt. also sloane deals v realistically w a balance between being stable w bipolar I & also being v creative & v connected to making music which is smth thats v important to me esp. nora was sexually assaulted before she met ridley (HATE!) but we delve into that as well. 

mostly like. its just ‘we’re never done w killing time/ can i kill it w you/ i’d like it if you stayed’ 

anonymous asked:

My character's father was extremely abusive. He was an awful awful person and my character leaves that home to live with a relative. So she's grown up in an abusive home, which causes her to have severe anxiety and now depression, but she's also scared of men. Not completely, but what could I do to show her fear? I just want her to react to certain things that would remind her of her father and I'm unsure of how to do it.

Like I said to an earlier ask, the devil is in the details. I think it is much more impactful to show a character react to something in a way that seems subconscious rather than saying “She wouldn’t look any of the boys in the eye” or something like that, although you can definitely also have some of that in there. Here are a few ideas I have:

  • Maybe if her father was an alcoholic you could mention that she never ever drinks, not even a drop of wine, out of fear of becoming like him or because the smell of alcohol makes her sick.
  • Did you know that a lot of comedians suffer from depression? I don’t know if this is something you want to use but since your character has depression I figure I would mention it. Some people use comedy to avoid uncomfortable moments or to compensate/hide how they really feel. Here’s an article about it that followed Robin Williams’ death.
  • You could show differences in her tone when she talks to girls and boys. Like if she’s in school she could be put in a group for a project with a guy and her tone as she talks to him would be different than, say her female friends. Try using shorter sentences that are more direct to the point, as if she is trying to get through the conversation as quickly as possible and without revealing any of her personal thoughts.
  • If there is anything that she associates with her father, a particular song, show, scent, whatever I think she would most likely avoid it 

Again something i always suggest is to do some research on some of the habits of people with anxiety and depression. 

necropolitan-fairy  asked:

Spoopyween!ask: h/c of Human and Ten helping The Usual Suspects™ build their costumes for Swerve's Halloween party

(I guess we’re going off of this X33 i recommend you watch the video, that’s what i’m mostly going off of. also, i really like this s/o! we got her making costumes AND throwing a Halloween party at swerves(see other ask u can’t miss it)! I just couldn’t figure out a costume for Swerve, so i went with,,, go read it X33c. And drift’s was kinda hard bc drift and ten hadn’t really met on the lost light,, but it was all fun anyway!)


  • Once rodders heard about how you and Ten volunteered to make their costumes, Rodimus was first in line. 
  • (more like ordered you two to do his first.)
  • So you asked him what he wanted, and the next day he drew a rather cute little picture of what he was looking for. 
  • Ten made the cape, Rodimus was super fidgety, but he got the measurements needed.
  • You needed brainstorms help, (because ratchet wouldn’t), to get him some fangs to go into his denta.
  • In the end, the outcome of his costume was really awesome and Rodimus really dug the costume. 
  • He totally flirted with you throughout the entire Halloween party.


  • Drift thought the idea of going as a pirate for Halloween was quite funny - ya know because they’re a crew, not really a pirate crew, but still!
  • He actually tried to get Ratchet to join him, but of course, Ratchet did not want to partake in these silly earth traditions. 
  • He was very polite and straightforward, was pretty good with giving measurements and overall was very appreciative of you and ten helping him.


  • Rung came by a few weeks before Halloween to ask for help with his costume. He was a little nervous because it was only a few weeks til the party, but you and Ten still went with it.
  • When asked for what he was looking for, he said, “Well, currently i’m reading this human book series, - and I don’t know if you read it, - Harry Potter and-” 
  • “Are we doing this? Is this real?”
  • “Yes, have you-”
  • “TEN! Get the material! And yes, Rung, I have.”
  • He’s probably the least fidgety person in the entire group. Actually, more like perfectly still, it went really fast. 
  • (i don’t actually know his house, he fits in Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, so put your ideas in the comments, please? ^_^)
  • The ending result was pretty neat actually, and you made a wand with the same stuff for Tens figures (he was okay with it,) and he had a pretty good time in general. ( ´ ω ` )
  • Afterward, depending on how much of a fan you are you’ll end up talking about it and mention some movies…


  • “*le gasp* !!! We should do a couples costume!!!” 
  • “What? No.”
  • “Please?” 
  • “No.”
  • “Pleease?” 
  • “… fine.”
  • You and Ten weren’t surprised to find Tailgate asking for help on a costume, but you didn’t think tailgate would convince Cyclonus. 
  • He avoided all eye contact and just let tailgate do the talking.
  • He was pretty much quiet as usual otherwise. 
  • Tailgate thought the idea of being an eath baked good was just so adorable, and what would be even more adorable was doing it with Cyclonus! But all he’d settle with was a classic ‘kiss the chef’ apron.
  • Cyc is super embarrassed about deciding to dress up, but overall he does end up having a good time. I mean, Tailgate was so excited and happy, so he was as well.


  • “So you want to be a mad scientist for Halloween.”
  • “Yes.”
  • “You are a mad scientist, isn’t there some really cool tech in your lab you could just put on and look really cool in?”
  • “Yeah, i could, but where’s the fun in that?” he said “I was thinking more traditional - Human traditional. Like, i don’t know the lab coat and stuff?”
  • “aight.”
  • You’d expect brainstorm to fidget while getting his measurements, but no, he could pick up a spark and put it in his briefcase; he’s really still. If it weren’t for the fact you were having a nice conversation you’d think he was someone else. 
  • While Ten was the one making the actual coat, you and brainstorm went down to his lab for accessories, to which you round a nice pair of cybertronian goggles, they had some kind of hyper-vision lenses, but they worked perfectly with the coat.
  • In the end, he was the most visually excited bot.
  • Bonus: he’d run down the halls just to get wind as the bottom of the coat just kinda flaps. 
  • He got detained. 
  • Twice. ’:\


  • You found Whirl at swerves one day thinking too quiet and too intensely than normal.
  • You ask a few others what his problem is, he’s acting freakishly weird for himself, and they told you; “he’s trying to think of a costume for humanween -  he’s been at this for hours.”
  • So, you go over to him and start a conversation.
  • “I got it!” 
  • “Got what?” 
  • “You should be a magical girl!”
  • “The fucks a magical girl?”
  • Needless to say, when you explain things like the ending of Madoka Magica to Whirl he’ll accept. 
  • “But is it badass?” 
  • “Hellz yeah it’s badass!”
  • And then it was.
  • Actually, Whirl ran down the halls and busted down Tens door with you clung around his neck for dear life, as he announced so loud all of Swerve’s could hear that he wanted that costume started pronto! (Poor Ten was shitless.)


  • Swerve was kinda embarrassed about his costume idea, so the fact you accepted to help him made him feel a little better. 
  • He wanted to get a human holomatter to be a classic Halloween slasher; Michael Myers from Halloween.
  • But you can’t just do this in a week’s time. Around 4-5 months before Halloween, the lost light had started to watch human horror movies during movie night. A lot of mechs could handle them, others couldn’t, but overall they’re all fun. 
  • And it was Michael or Jason, but Michael was a bit easier, and that was that. 
  • Brainstorm had accepted to help because he thought it sounded like a fun project, and somewhere along the line someone started paying Percy to help, but we don’t know who. 
  • Anyway, after they finished making the holomatter Michael for Swerve, you and ten got your stuff together and got quickly on making the costume part. 
  • Which was kinda awkward because it was amazing to hear Michael talk for the first time, erm, Swerve, in that voice. Ya know cause he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
  • Anyway, a lot of mechs thought it was really cool, and a few mechs got a jump out of it.

thepriceofdreamingislife  asked:

For the trope prompts how do you feel about the trope 'accidental baby acquisition' in the MCU with Tony Stark? Note that this is not a coffee shop or a soulmate prompt. I'm growing as a person :)

(and I’m proud of you).

Tony stares in bewilderment at the baby in his arms. He’s been holding her–he’s pretty sure the baby is a girl, there’s a pink bow pulling back her tiny hair, but honestly fuck gender norms–for five minutes now, staring the entire time.

One of the interns had rushed in, kind of hysterically crying, holding the baby, telling Tony about the presentation she’s supposed to make in thirty minutes and how the babysitter quit on her, how she has nowhere to bring her kid. And her panicked rambling had made Tony panic, he likes his employees and wants to help, so, somehow, “I can watch her” had come out of his mouth.

The intern looked at him for less than a minute before handing him the child, kissing the baby’s head and rushing off, shouting “Thank you!” Over her shoulder.

So now, Tony has a baby. With a little bow in her hair. And chubby little fists she’s waving about.

“Well, you’re cute,” Tony says uncertainly. “Crap. Gonna be honest, kid. I have no idea what to do with you. FRIDAY?”

“Research suggests she’s old enough to consume mashed foods, would like soft toys and simple stories, and would enjoy games like peek-a-boo,” FRIDAY says.

“Okay,” Tony nods. “Okay. I…uh…Where do I put her?”

He’s in his private lab, and there’s no safe surface to put a baby. She’s still cradled against his chest, one of her little fists pressed into his shirt now.

“Your lap, perhaps, Boss?” FRIDAY suggests.

“I…okay. FRIDAY, find us a kid’s book. With pictures.” He looks at the baby. “You like stories, kid?”

She has the widest brown eyes Tony’s ever seen.

He sits her on his lap, facing the projection FRIDAY’s helpfully brought up. “Once upon a time,” Tony begins dubiously, reading along with the projected text.

His throat is parched when he finishes the book, but she begins to whimper when he stops talking. He bounces her on his lap, unsure. He’s pretty sure parents do that.

“FRIDAY?” Tony asks. “Are there…diapers anywhere?”

She doesn’t respond immediately. “Not that I can locate. I’ll order some for immediate delivery. Does she need one?”

“Not yet…I don’t think,” Tony says. “But…babies need that type of stuff, right?”

“As far as I am aware,” FRIDAY says.

Tony continues to bounce the baby even as FRIDAY brings up another book for them to read together.

“Marci,” a voice calls. His intern, Gina, still-harried but ultimately much more stable-looking, walks back into the lab. She swoops in and takes the baby, who giggles as her mother kisses both her cheeks. Then Gina beams at him.

“Thank you, Mr. Stark, I can’t believe…you just saved my life, really, and I…”

“No problem,” Tony interrupts. “Made me realize some changes I should make around here. We need a proper in-house daycare. Sliding scale payment, I know you interns don’t make that much.” She shouldn’t be dependent on some flaky babysitter, probably some high school kid. Tony’s wheels spin. Professional, in-house staff with top of the line early childcare experts, nice equipment. A good space. He makes a mental note to run it by Pepper.

Gina blinks at him. “That…would be really nice,” she says. She holds up the baby until she’s holding her chubby little wrist, making her arm wave. “Say buy-bye to Mr. Stark, Marci,” she says cheerfully.


Tony smiles. “Buh-bye, kiddo,” he says. Then he turns back to Gina. “Hey, bring her around again sometime, okay? If you want. Doesn’t have to be an emergency.”

Gina positively beams. “I’d love to,” she says. “Thanks again.” Then she walks out, taking Marci with her.