a personal apology for pretty in pink

Manic pixie dream girl says, ‘have you heard this record?’ Manic pixie dream girl says let me save you with this record. Let me put the headphones on for you, and smile, while you listen; cut to your point of view, watch me smile while you listen. Hear that? That’s the sound of you becoming a better person.

I’m gonna paint a picture of a bird on your beige wall without your permission and you’re gonna love it. And you thought you hated birds. See me? Encouraging you to take risks? Manic pixie dream girl wants you to do something you’ve never done before. Like go swing-dancing, or smile. You wanna know my name? You never call me by it anyway. If I had to guess, it would probably be a season, or after a dead actress who you loved as a child.

But this isn’t about me! This is about you, and your cubicle job, your white bedroom, your white Honda, your white mother. Manic pixie dream girl says I’m going to save you. Says, don’t worry, you are still the lead role. This is your love story about the way I teach you to live. Everything they know about me they will learn when it is projected onto you, watch the way you pick up my bad habits and make them look good. Manic pixie dream girl talks too much. Says bad words out loud and cries at the commercials. That makes me a funny woman, right? The kind people like to laugh at? It’s easy to root for you when I act like this, so disagreeable, such a manic dream, dream girl, your almost broken accessory.

Manic pixie dream girls says let’s play make believe with my body. I’ll be a vintage dress in an empty prescription bottle, good girl, just bad enough, a burp and a curtsy. Let me be not too pretty, hair fried from all that pink dye, sex when you need it, puppet when you’re bored. Let me build myself smaller than you, let me apologize when I get caught acting bigger than you. Let me always wait for this, let me work for this.

The convenient thing about being a magical woman is that I can be gone as quickly as I came. And when you are a whole person for the first time, the movie is over. Manic pixie dream girl doesn’t go on; there’s no need for her anymore. Manic pixie dream girl is too dream girl, and you just woke up. Once, I told you I was afraid of my father, and for a moment, I looked so human, the audience lost interest. You saw the crow’s feet at the sides of my eyes and a small chip on my front tooth. I looked just like everyone else.

—  Olivia Gatwood, “Manic Pixie Dream Girl” (a transcript)

“Let me be not too pretty
Hair fried from all that pink dye
Sex when you need it, puppet when you’re bored.
Let me build myself smaller than you.
Let me apologize for when I get caught acting bigger than you.
Let me always wait for this.
Let me work for this.
The convenient thing about being a magical woman is that I can be gone as quickly as I came and when you are a whole person for the first time, the movie is over.
Manic Pixie Dream Girl doesn’t go on. There’s no need for her anymore.
Manic Pixie Dream Girl is too dream girl, and you just woke up.
Once, I told you I was afraid of my father, and for a moment, I looked so human, the audience lost interest.”

Manic Pixie Dream Girl by Olivia Gatwood. 93% of my romantic life. 95% of the people in my life. Sparkles is your manic pixie dream girl. Jenny is not. The glitter washes off, you know.

Manic pixie dream girl says, ‘have you heard this record?’
Manic pixie dream girl says let me save you with this record.
Let me put the headphones on for you, and smile, while you listen;
cut to your point of view, watch me smile while you listen.

Hear that? That’s the sound of you becoming a better person.
I’m gonna paint a picture of a bird on your beige wall without your permission and you’re gonna love it.
And you thought you hated birds.
See me? Encouraging you to take risks?
Manic pixie dream girl wants you to do something you’ve never done before.
Like go swing-dancing, or smile.

You wanna know my name? You never call me by it anyway.
If I had to guess, it would probably be a season, or after a dead actress who you loved as a child.
But this isn’t about me!
This is about you, and your cubicle job, your white bedroom, your white Honda, your white mother.

Manic pixie dream girl says I’m going to save you.
Says, don’t worry, you are still the lead role. This is your love story about the way I teach you to live.
Everything they know about me they will learn when it is projected onto you, watch the way you pick up my bad habits and make them look good.
Manic pixie dream girl talks too much. Says bad words out loud and cries at the commercials.
That makes me a funny woman, right?
The kind people like to laugh at?
It’s easy to root for you when I act like this, so disagreeable, such a manic dream, dream girl, your almost broken accessory.

Manic pixie dream girls says let’s play make believe with my body.
I’ll be a vintage dress in an empty prescription bottle, good girl, just bad enough, a burp and a curtsy.
Let me be not too pretty, hair fried from all that pink dye, sex when you need it, puppet when you’re bored.
Let me build myself smaller than you, let me apologize when I get caught acting bigger than you.
Let me always wait for this, let me work for this.

The convenient thing about being a magical woman is that I can be gone as quickly as I came.
And when you are a whole person for the first time, the movie is over.
Manic pixie dream girl doesn’t go on; there’s no need for her anymore.
Manic pixie dream girl is too dream girl, and you just woke up.

Once, I told you I was afraid of my father, and for a moment, I looked so human, the audience lost interest.
You saw the crow’s feet at the sides of my eyes and a small chip on my front tooth.
I looked just like everyone else.

Mother's Day is Complicated

So, it’s Mother’s Day. I have a gift and a card that I purchased after spending too long in CVS. What am I going to write in it? I don’t have a clue.

I love my mom. She loves me. However, things are tense since I came out and moved out. She was recently diagnosed with an autoimmune disease and told to lower her stress. I have caused her more pain, more stress, more worry. My Aunt told me I am going to kill her. Whoops.

I can’t give her what she wants. She wants a straight daughter who will marry a boy and give her grandchildren. They don’t keep that in stock at CVS.

I love the feeling of making my parents proud. It hurts so much to know that in their eyes, I have failed to meet the mark. I expected this, but it doesn’t soften the blow. I’m pretty sure they are ashamed of me now.

So what do I add to the card’s metallic script other than my signature, endorsing words some stranger wrote and mass produced. Part of me wants to apologize, but for what exactly? For not being the person that her baby-in-a-pink-diaper was supposed to be? For years of refusing to wear mother/daughter dresses, for being hard-headed, for wanting to seem cool in front of my friends and acting like a brat instead? I was a kid and I’m not really an adult even now. I have been inconsiderate and self-absorbed. I have taken her for granted.

But what has happened now, telling her who I am? Telling the truth? I can’t apologize for that.

I refuse to write paper-thin platitudes, but all of my heart-felt words are messy and complicated and uncomfortable. But they are honest.

I love my mom. She loves me. Let’s start there.

Vinyl MEKA Activated!

Last year, Funko unveiled a brand new type of Pop that garnered a ton of buzz: the mechanical Titans from Titanfall 2. The twist? Each one comes with a miniature Pop pilot inside! It seems obvious (toys within toys have been an action figure staple for decades), but for Funko, this was revolutionary. It was also, in hindsight, testing the waters in preparation for their D.Va design!

I’ve mentioned before, I’m very much not an online gamer. I’m not a competitive person, and I’d much rather breeze through something like Shantae at my own delightful pace than try and compete with bloodthirsty 12-year-olds. Somehow Overwatch bypassed that strict life rule of mine, and I’ve become pretty ruthless when it comes to defending the payload from incoming Roadhogs. I apologize to every reader over 25 who has no idea what that last sentence meant. 

Of all the colorful characters in Overwatch, D.Va is easily one of the most adored. Even if you don’t play the game, surely you’ve seen her and her enormous, bubblegum-pink exo-suit at some point while perusing the Internet. Her explosive popularity led to Funko including her in their latest wave of Overwatch Pop figures. As to be expected, she’s the one that’s been selling out everywhere, so good luck finding this adorable ass-kicker at your local Barnes and Noble anytime soon.

Pops are known for being simplistic, but as Funko slowly exploded over the years, so too did the detail on their figures. D.Va’s MEKA is no exception, and probably the most detailed Pop Funko’s ever attempted. Every turret, every sponsor sticker, every tiny little gear is accounted for. It’s kind of insane when you actually hold it in your hand and take it all in. As of right now, this is the absolute best recreation of the MEKA that exists on the market! 

What’s that? You actually want a D.Va figure, too? You ungrateful bastards.

Well fine, Funko included a nearly-2-inch D.Va Pop to fit right inside the cockpit. And she looks incredible for her size: the paint is all super clean, the mold is extremely accurate, and every little detail on her jumpsuit is right there. Funko’s no stranger to making tiny figures, and this one plays to win.

“But Steve! She’s so small compared to my other Overwatch Pop figures! I’m so mad, I wish we could’ve gotten two different D.Va figures so I could have one of regular size!”

I’m not even addressing you right now, Figurative Fanboy Crying Into Laptop Screen. If we got a normal-sized D.Va Pop, would we have been able to reenact Pacific Rim with her MEKA and Godzilla?

No. No we wouldn’t have. Funko has blessed us with this otherwise-impossible gift. Be grateful and get back on the point, you selfish little sproglodytes.

D.Va Pop figures are now unavailable wherever Funko products are sold!

Cancer Crew preference - You tell them you were sexually abused (Trigger Warning)

Cancer Crew Preference - You tell them you were sexually abused /TRIGGER WARNING/.
A/N Trigger warning, I deal with mature and distressing topics in this including suicide, sexual assault, anger, denial and some others, please don’t read this if it will cause you high amounts of distress. Its written to make you feel sad however if it makes you feel too sad/triggered/suicidal DO NOT READ IT. My messages are always open. I left HTB out for obvious reasons.

JOJI/FILTHYFRANK
•Everything was going well, you and Joji were all ready to buy an apartment together, it was a pretty little thing in downtown new York, covered in house plants and light pink walls.
•Telling him was the hardest thing to do, you almost didn’t, it was something you’d rather keep to yourself.
•Despite you wanting to keep it to yourself, you knew that Joji would support you through anything.
•You sat him down in your parents’ living room, his tanned fingers curled around yours.
•The words choked you, it was difficult to say, but keeping it from him would suffocate you. So you just told him outright, finishing your personal horror story with an apology for not telling him sooner.
•Joji lifted his hand to your cheek and rested it there, his black hair shielding his teary brown eyes that were boring into you incessantly.
•"We’ll get through this babygirl, ill always take care of you.“ He stated lowly, shifting closer to hold you. "I’ll always be here.”
•And he was

IAN/IDUBBBZTV
•You had been seeing Ian for 9 months and you felt you trusted him enough to finally tell him the truth about your lack of trust for men.
•It was an ordinary Saturday for you two, a meal at the local café and a trip to the local park, it wasn’t until you were lay next to him in a green grassy field that you decided to tell him.
•With each word you uttered, you felt the chains that had been wrapped around you for so long being lifted from you, a weight dropped from you tense shoulders.
•Now that Ian knew, he could protect you, from monsters in the guinnel, the monsters who took away your identity.
•Ian gave you back what that stranger had stolen.

MAX/MAXMOEFOE
•Max had been so understanding when those words had left your shaking lips.
•He now understood, he understood it all; Why you didn’t trust people, why you didn’t walk alone anywhere, why your life didn’t work as well as it should.
•Max didnt say a word, which was unusual for him, he just moved towards you and held you tightly.
•He promised using his grip that he would never let you go.
• He never did.

CHAD/HOWTOBASIC
•He never told Chad.
•Chad had no idea that one of his closest friends, the clown of the group had been ruthlessly attacked in his own boarding school dorm.
•He never said a word, never even gave a hint.
•Chad found the body, his lips were damp with vomit were his body had desperately grasped against the grips of death, he wasn’t going to stay alive any longer, he couldn’t face it.
•The body was simply left with a note, explaining why he did what he did, finishing it a simple ‘I love you but I can’t do this.’
•Chad understood, he forgave but he never forgot.
•He could never forget the boy who couldn’t.

A/N im sorry if this has upset anyone, I hope it fitted the request tho. Requests still open, thank you for the support. I’m not sure why leafy is tagged, ill make sure to change this for next time.

Shao secretly sticks flowers, more specifically, pink roses in Zekes hair. Something so pretty deserves to be on Zeke’s person, he tells himself.

Zeke never notices until one day Shao forgot to check for thorns and one nicks the top of his ear.

Shao apologizes over and over, feeling a little embarrassed and a lot guilty.
Zeke tells Shao it was adorable of him and soon after starts to leave clear vases with pretty pink roses around the temple.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do some fluff with prompt number 4 and Gruvia pleease? :D (and thank you ;) )

I sure can!

Prompt 4: I’ve Never Heard That One Before

Rating: K

Words: 1,842.


“Last round of the night guys, then I’m closing up.” Laxus stated to the ‘boys’ who were seated along the bar, having got to the bar Shonen, two hours ago.

Natsu sighed and pushed off his stool with a yawn, “I have to head home now anyway. Lucy will start to get worried if I keep her waiting.”

“Say hi to my future wife for me,” Leo smirked and Gray rolled his eyes at Natsu’s answering shout, “She is not your future wife!”

All three of them knew Leo was already happily married to Aries, who happened to work at the daycare where Lucy did but it didn’t stop Leo from getting Natsu revved up.

Leo’s smirk widened and he said nothing, continuing to slurp his beer with a wicked glint in his eyes. Natsu stewed in his own juices for a bit before Gray groaned, “He’s just goading you, get out of here, flame brain. Your face is giving me the shits.”

Natsu glared at Gray in challenge, “Your own shitty personality gives you the shits stripper, so bite me.”

“Kinky.” Leo snickered into his fist and both men glared at him, from where he sat in between them, smartly placed there by Laxus to avoid the usual fights.

Natsu shared a few more passing smart remarks before leaving the two.

“Coming over to my place for Sunday night dinner? Aries cooks a mean casserole.”

“I thought she didn’t like lamb.” Gray finished off his beer, leaning back a little when Laxus filled it back up. Then he began shifting seats and wiping over tables, getting ready to close.

“She doesn’t. But the baby is giving her an insane craving for it. She cried for an hour last night while eating a lamb cutlet. Says she’s eating her family.” Leo shrugged and Gray hid a smirk, amused by his lovely wife’s antics.

“I think I can come.”

Leo took a long gulp of his beer before asking with an air of obvious non-nonchalance, “Should we be setting another place for Meredy or…?”

Gray grimaced and Leo sighed, “You guys broke up already?”

“We were never really together.” Gray defended as Leo shook his head, clapping his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“You, my friend, are a commitment-phobe.”

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anonymous asked:

how would the guardians act in a fight with their S/O and how would they make it up to them! (thanks so much love your interpretations!)

Tsuna: He’s not the type to anger with ease, so he would have to be pretty stressed out. He’d automatically apologize right after though, before his S/o can leave his side. He’d hug them close and apologize to them profusely until they forgave him. His tyl!self would act differently upon this matter though. He would think he was in the right at the time, and even if his S/o would leave in tears he’d still think this. He’d feel bad of course, but he wouldn’t apologize right away. His older self is a bit more suave, and learned through the years how to deal with his S/o. He’d sneak into the bedroom the two shared and wrap his arms around his S/o and whisper and apology while littering their neck with kisses. 

Gokudera: He will get into fights with his S/o about anything, though most the time they’re cute little spats that never angered either of the two. If he was really angry at the time, he wouldn’t hold back. He’d yell until his S/o left in tears, and watch them leave with furrowed bros. He’d not realize his mistake until later though. He’s a very slow boy, so it might take more than two weeks. His apology isn’t much aside from a muttered out, “Sorry,”. His tyl!Self doesn’t get as riled up as his younger self, but the way he fights with his S/o isn’t far to different, the only difference between the two is that he’ll realize his mistake right off the bat. He’d cup his S/o cheeks and whisper out an apology while wiping away their tears. 

Yamamoto: Like Tsuna, Takeshi will only fight with his S/o if he’s really stressed out. When he fights though, his voice takes a deep, harsh tone. Words will come spewing from his mouth without his control. He’d regret them immediately, and apologize for his harsh words. He’d even skip basketball practice in order for the two to talk it out. his tyl!Self isn’t too different. The only difference is it takes more than some stress to anger him when it came to his S/o. They could be yelling at the top of their lungs and he’d still try and calm them. When he does argue back, he’s much more harsh than his younger self, and will say anything in order to shut his S/o up. He’d regret it right away, just like his younger self, and would sigh out an apology and bring them into a hug. He wouldn’t release them until they calmed down as well.

Chrome: She’s a soft spoken girl and is hard to anger. She responds calmly to her S/o if they were enraged, or at least try too. Her voice would crack from her uneasy towards the entire situation in general. If she were to fight back, she’d apologize right after the words left her mouth. She intertwine her fingers with theirs, a small blush making its way to her cheeks at the physical contact. She’d stare at them with those big doe eyes until they calmed down and apologized as well. When older, she’s not as soft spoken, but she is calm and doesn’t anger easily. She doesn’t say anything in the fights she knew she’d say something she’d regret and would just let her S/o tire themselves out. Once that was done, she would ask if they could properly discuss what upset her S/o.

Mukuro: Probably the one that started the fight for his own amusement. He’d just say certain things that he knew would rile his S/o up and watch them get angry with an amused glint in his eye. He’d apologize while wrapped his arms loosely around their form when he noticed they were getting to worked up. His older self isn’t that different, but he’s more prone to getting into real arguments with his S/o. He’d be the one to leave their side, unable to be near them when he’s angry at them. When he returned to their side though, he would apologize to them, but would more than likely expect an apology in return. There’s a higher probability for make-up sex with Mukuro than any other Guardian.

Hibari: His attitude will most likely be what starts the fights between him and his S/o. He wouldn’t hold back in arguments and is easy to rile up if his S/o said something he completely disagreed with. He wouldn’t apologize though, his pride would get in the way. The only form of an apology his S/o would get from him is if he met them at their house the next morning to walk them to school. His tyl!self is completely different towards arguments with his S/o. Like Chrome, he’ll just watch them until they’re tired, but he wouldn’t ask them to talk to him properly for he was able to understand his S/o’s point. Arguments with him don’t go over well if he actually participates in them and often end with his S/o leaving his side in tears. His pride is just as great when he’s older, but his S/o is also something he prides himself with, so he’ll apologize when he slips into the bed they share. The next morning they will be treated with the smell of a traditional Japanese breakfast. 

Ryohei: A very spirited person already, he’s a person that is just as spirited in arguments with his S/o. Though the fights are pretty rare, they’re also pretty epic when they do occur. He’s able to hold back, for he knows if he says certain things he’ll make his S/o cry, but if they’ve been arguing for a good amount of time, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back anymore. He’d apologize the next day when they reach the gates of the school. His cheeks would be dusted pink and his eyes would be down casted in embarrassment as he muttered out, “Sorry about the other day, I was out of line,”. When it’s his tyl!Self, he’s not as easy to rile up, but just as quick witted in fights. Whatever his S/o says, he’ll throw something right back at them. He’s not one for cooking, since Kyoko was the cook in their family, but he will try his best. The food will be burnt, but his S/o wouldn’t be able to refuse his apology, for his down casted gaze and nervous mannerisms showed his regret.

TYL!Lambo: He wouldn’t be able to even retort back, already in tears from anger and sadness. His S/o would be the one to apologize right away, in hopes to calm him. His 20yl!self wouldn’t cry and wouldn’t be as easily angered either. It would only be if his S/o said something that truly upset him would he respond back and join in. He’d stop halfway through though, already regretting the argument. He’d intertwine his fingers with his S/o’s, and would whisper out an apology before placing fleeting kisses across their face. 

You had caught waiter!michael’s eye as soon as you walked into the restaurant. But he walked away disappointed when he heard you tell the hostess “table for two, he must be running late”. After five minutes he noticed whoever “he” was still hadn’t come. After ten he saw you nervously biting your lip, staring at the door. After twenty you had ordered a drink but still trying to convince yourself he was just running late. After thirty he saw a mascara stained tear roll down you cheek. 
You had given up. You were about to pack up your things and apologize to the waitress that had started to clean up the tables around you when you noticed someone sit across from you. Thinking you would see the asshole who stood you up you were pleasantly surprised to see a green haired boy wearing a waiters outfit and a goofy smile. “Thought these would cheer you up” he said pushing a plate of nachos closer to you. You giggle and grab one, you had been waiting for over an hour and you were starving. “Thanks” you go to look down at his name tag but before you do he stutters “Michael… My names Michael” his cheeks turn a shade of light pink as you introduce yourself. “I’m sorry about this” you start to apologize about taking up a table without even ordering food. “Don’t be” he says “the only person who should be sorry is whoever missed a date with such a beautiful girl” now it was your turn to blush. He leaned across the table and wiped away your tears with his thumb “you’re too pretty to cry over some asshole” he mumbles. While your conversation continued with Michael they other staff members started cleaning up, “don’t worry about it guys, I’ll clean up when we’re done” he said smirking at your from across the table. You and Michael talked for hours and it made for a very awkward encounter with his manager who came into the restaurant the next morning to find two teenagers asleep in a booth

Your friends get you two together - Preference #118

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Dan - 

Your friends had taken you out to a party, but now you are starting to regret letting them do that. You didn’t like the loud music and the large amount of people in one room. “Come on, Y/N, let’s go dance already!” One of your friends grabs your wrist and drags you onto the dance floor before you had a chance to answer. As your friend takes you, you notice another one of your friends dragging Dan onto the dance floor, too. You like Dan: he always made you laugh and he is really adorable and handsome in your eyes. “Y/F/N, Dan is-” You start, but she didn’t seem to hear you, as she cuts in with “Oooh I love this song!” Your friend starts dancing, and you try to copy her movements. Your friend bumps her hip into yours a little too roughly, causing you to stumble into the person to behind you. “Oh gosh, I am so sorry.” You apologize, turning around to see Dan. Dan smiles nervously at you. “It’s alrig-” Your friends kept bumping you two into each other. Dan sighs, annoyed. “Do you want to just go out? I’m pretty sure that’s why they’re doing this.” Dan questions, a light pink forming on his cheeks. Your heart skips a beat at the question, and you nod, smiling at him, which he returns. You two start to dance together, with your friends high fiving each other nearby.

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Phil - 

“G-Guys, are you sure about this? I think a different dare-” You try to protest as you are ushered into the closet with Phil. You’ve had a crush on the male for a while now, and all your friends knew that - except Phil. “It’s only seven minutes! You’ll be fine!” One of your friends’ voices call behind you. Before you knew it, you were locked in the closet with Phil. You back up into a corner, trying not to brush against Phil as much as you wanted to. “Why do you think they gave us this dare?” Phil pipes up after a little bit. This is it, your only chance. You take a deep breath before speaking quickly, “Because I like you and they wanted to stick us together and I know you probably don’t like me back but they wanted-” “But I like you, too.” Phil interrupts. You are silent in shock. “Can… Can I kiss you?” Phil mumbles softly, shifting closer to you. You gulp, nodding because the words are caught in your throat. You feel his lips touch yours, and instantly butterflies swirl in your stomach. Just then, the door flies open, greeting you two with light and cheers from your friends. 

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~Jasmine

I hope you enjoyed this, guys! I hope it wasn’t too long, either ^.^‘ 

Next up is Mary.

So I work at a plant nursery right and you wouldn’t believe how competitive and mean gardeners are honestly. So if people come in and buy hanging baskets they can’t take them home untill may (because of the frost risk) so we tie pink tape on them to mark them as bought. Last year people were literally TAKING OFF THE TAPE and buying someone else’s baskets. And then the person who actually bought it would come in and we’d have to apologize. Literally everyone was doing this, we found pink tape littered everywhere. Why would people do this??? And stealing! People stealing plants! All. The. time. Gardeners are awful. So this year we have to actually WRITE ON THE BASKETS THAT THEY’RE SOLD. And that isnt super pretty honestly.