also i can't help but be uncomfortable calling her a girl

anonymous asked:

Hey! Your blog is so great! I love to read it very much. Can I request: MC's new boss is sexualy harassing her. She can't leave her job, because it's very important to her, but don't know what to do and is afraid to ask help of RFA + V + Saeran?

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RFA + V and Saeran react to MC being sexualy harassed by her boss


  • You came back from work feeling like shit, even if he was tired himself, he always knew when something was off with you.
  • “How was work, babe?” “Meh, just normal… I’m going to sleep now, ok?” hmmm, not even a smile? Yes, something was definitely wrong
  • He would let you take your time,  so he went to shower, ate something and only then he went to the bedroom
  • Only to find you sobbing from crying, he ran to you. “Babe, what’s wrong?” “Zen, you’re so right… all men are wolves, all men… are…” “Hey, hey… why are you saying that now, MC?”
  • You told him about the new boss, the way he trapped you at your desk when nobody was looking… the way he looked at you, you never felt so ashamed of your own body like you were then… “You’re right, Zen, you’re right! I’m too nice to men, right? I’m the problem, they think I’m sending theses… signs and…”
  • “MC, what are you saying? This isn’t your fault at all! Don’t this to yourself… I… I don’t really think you’re too nice to everybody, you’re just… you, and if people take it on the wrong way, they’re the problem. Your boss is a fucking problem! So where do I find him to fix this problem?”
  • “Oh… oh no, Zen, please. Let’s calm down, I… he’s my superior and I don’t want to lose my job, I like my job, Zen!” “MC, I’m sorry, but I won’t let this happen. What if he does again? With you or with some of your colleagues?” he was right, today was you, who could it be tomorrow? “Okay… what do you suggest?” “I have something in mind, but you’ll have to be brave for this!”
  • Your boyfriend, having women like the biggest part of his fanbase, announced a campain on his Tripter account, asking his fans to write on a paper all the abusive and objectifying things they heard from bosses or male co-workers and post a photo, the hashtag made a huge success and he posted on his own account a photo  of you holding your own paper with what you heard.
  • His fans, being the stalkers they are, soon find out where you worked, they gave bad reviews to the company all over social media and threat boycotting the company, they would take the bad reviews once the guy was fired. And that was exactly what happened.
  • You had no idea his fans could be so supportive to you, and you made sure to thank all of them through a video he also posted. “Zen is an awesome person who wants to make all the women in his life acknowledge their own strength.  Thank you all so much!”


  • He was aware of this new boss being a douch, you would always trash talk the guy when you’d come home.
  • But it was mainly things related to work. But then he heard this: “And you should hear what he talked about my skirt, Yoosung! Really…” “What did he say about your skirt, MC?”
  • “Hum? Oh, something like ‘you keep coming dressed like that and I won’t take responsibility on what I’m going to do with you, foxy’ ugh… such a douch, right?”
  • Douch wasn’t really the word he was thinking, and your bluntness about that was… pretty concerning. “MC, we had a seminar at college about sexual harassment last month, you do realize that what he did to you is a crime, right?”
  • You sighed deeply. “Yes, I’m aware of it. But what can I do? He’s my boss! You know what happens with girls that make a report? They lose their job, some bosses are bad enough to make sure they never find a job on similar companies… it’s fucked up as it is, there’s nothing I can do except trying to be away, and I swear I’m trying, okay? Don’t worry!”
  • But he did worry. How could he not? You wouldn’t be able to keep the guy away forever and… oh, he didn’t even dare to imagine that, just thinking about it made his blood boil.
  • Hell hath no fury like a Yoosung protecting MC! He had to make sure you wouldn’t suffer any retaliation, so he send anonymous reports to the HR’s company telling he knew there was a potential rapist working there, and if they didn’t something about it, he would go to the press.
  • When they apparently didn’t take it seriously, he sent what he knew to some shitty tabloid, who actually accused the guy directly of being a rapist. It didn’t have any credibility, but having the company’s name associated to such a low publication like that… there is such a thing like bad publicity, indeed!
  • The guy was fired after all, Yoosung never told you that he was the responsible for it, and you never told him you knew he did that. It wasn’t really necessary keep talking about this when you’re too busy being happy.


  • She’s a woman too, she knows how to recognize the signs of a girl uncomfortable over something like this
  • The shame after being cat called on the street, the concerning about wearing some clothes thinking how they can be used as an excuse if something happens to you, the embarrassment, the guilty… even if it’s not your fault?
  • Jumin Han had a lot of problems about boundaries when she used to work for him, but he was always respectful and intimidating enough not to let anybody even try something with her, who knew one day she would feel bad that you hadn’t the same luck as her?
  • But you have someone even better! An amazing girlfriend who happens to be a black belt in judo and can teach you some personal defense techniques!
  • And if it wasn’t enough, maybe you should consider changing jobs? “But, Jaehee… what if I’m not good at anything else? At least I’m kinda successful there, I don’t know if I’m good enough to… start all over again…”
  • “And do you think I was 100% sure about leaving C & R and starting my own business? Of course I wasn’t, MC! But I had to take the risk…”
  • “I don’t know if I’m brave as you are, Jaehee…” “Well, a very wise woman told me once that it’s not about money, you have to pursue happiness.” “She sounds kinda naïve…” she giggled “You said that, MC!” “Oh, right… yeah, I’m pretty naïve, maybe that’s why this guy keeps coming to me…”
  • “Stop right there! It’s nothing about you, MC! This man is a jerk! And the way I see it, you are unhappy there, so get out! You’re smart, you’re talented, you will find something that suits you pretty soon.”
  • And a few weeks later, you were starting as a barista at her cafe. And you didn’t have a boss, you had a partner, how cool is that?
  • But you couldn’t stop worrying about other girls that worked there, so you made a formal complaint, endorsed by other women who worked there, most of them secretaries Jaehee kept contact with, she knew this could be useful eventually.


  • You didn’t tell him, you were scared because you knew what kind of things he could do.
  • He would, idk, buy the company and make you president of it and the guy your secretary. Yes, this was exactly what he would do! And it would be so weird and senseless…
  • But you couldn’t control the gossip on his own company, he overheard some employees talking about that guy who used to work at C & R and got promoted at the company you were working.
  • He remembered the guy, he had to come to press telling C &R wouldn’t condone with women being disrespected and the guy was withdrawn for undetermined time, Jumin didn’t even know he quit during this time and was  already working somewhere.
  • He didn’t think nothing like this would ever happen to you, but he was curious and casually asked about it. “W-why do you ask?” your voice broke as soon as you opened your mouth.
  • “Nothing in particular… I was just curious, do you know him?” “Yeah, we’re at the same department.” “He is your co-worker, then?” “More like my boss…” Hmmm…
  • “MC, is there something I should know?” “N-no?” “MC…” how did he do that? He was collected and calm, his voice was monotone, he wasn’t doing anything rather than saying your name, yet you felt like he could see right through you…
  • “Jumin, I… I don’t want to talk about it…” you didn’t need to “As you wish, MC.”
  • The next day, you went to work and just saw the guy’s room empty. “Have you heard? He got fired and left the country. They say they found some things about him on his previous job at C & R…” one of your colleagues said, you definitely didn’t want to know what those things were.
  • Jumin made the HR department strict their criteria on hiring, he could never let a guy like this enter at his company again and treat the female employees like that. Oh, he did the same with the new company he bought, the one you worked (but no, he didn’t made you the president, much to your relief)


  • You’ve been acting weird ever since you came back from work, you were quiet and he could swear he heard you crying in the shower, this was bad…
  • What could it be that bad that you wouldn’t even talk to him? He needed to know, he needed to help you!
  • He knew violating your privacy once more was wrong, but seeing you like this was breaking his heart, so he hacked your phone.
  • And what he found made him almost punch one of his precious computers, those gross texts from that guy along with a dick pic… that was awful!
  • And when he remembered this guy was the one you’ve been talking about, that weird dude who just got promoted. Saeyoung lost it!
  • “Don’t be mad at me, please, but I hacked into your phone and I saw the texts. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I… was afraid and ashamed, how would you react if I told you my boss sent me a photo of his dick?” “I would be pissed at him, not at you!” he hugged you and comforted you “I’ll make him pay!”
  • “No, Saeyoung, NO! I don’t want to lose my job!” “Hey, he won’t know it was you, don’t worry… we have to do something, MC, today it’s just a dick pic, tomorrow he can be much more direct, you know what I mean?” both of you were sick just to think about this…
  • So Saeyoung just sent the conversation to a person in a higher position than the guy, along with a threat: “If you don’t do something about this, I swear I’ll let everybody know about those contracts” and he sent a copy of what else he found.
  • Next day, the guy was fired, and you got his job. Saeyoung swore he had nothing to do with that and he had proof! He showed you the emails your superiors exchanged talking about how you should have been the one promoted at the first place.


  • He knew something was off. You were acting as gloomy and distant a… well, himself.
  • He couldn’t ask you, he was afraid he might be invading your personal space or something like this.
  • But this was torturing him, you were coming from work sadder and sadder everyday.
  • So ironically, he invaded your personal space and followed you to work.
  • Only to find your boss touching your hair, his eyes rovering through your body, and what’s more agonizing: your uncomfortable expression.
  • He didn’t even think, he just caught himself over the guy punching him. “Saeran, stop it! Please!” you cried.
  • “Don’t you see she does not like it? Or you actually enjoy she’s not liking it, you fucking creep!?”
  • “Saeran…” your voice took him aback, he promised he would never let you see this side of him again, but just remembering your uncomfortable face made him see red… he tried to calm down.
  • “I’ll tell you what, asshole. If you don’t quit right now, I’ll make sure to erase this company from internet. I want to see what kind of business survives these days if they can’t be found on Google. Don’t think I won’t wreck this just like I did o your gross face!”
  • “Saeran, don’t do that…” “You are smart and competent enough to find another job wherever you please, MC. But I won’t let this guy stay in the same place with you, so It’s his choice…”
  • “Fuck this! You’re not even that hot, and your boyfriend is a freak! I’m out of this!” “Wise choice, and you’re half right on there, buddy. She is that hot, she is the hottest, actually, and yes, I’m a freak! A freak who will fucking whoop your ass if you don’t get the fuck out of here right now!” the dude went away, letting a trail of blood from his face.
  • “I’m sorry if I scared you now, it’s just… I can’t stay still letting someone treat you like this. I hope you don’t lose your job because of me…” “I’ll be fine as long as I have you” and you hugged him, he was so relieved you could not see him blushing right now.


  • He overheard a conversation between you and probably one of your co-workers.
  • “Yes, he tried to make a move on me again! Yeah, I keep telling him I have a boyfriend, but he doesn’t care, he said he’s the boss and I got to do what he says! I… I don’t know, but I’m pretty scared right now…”
  • He’s so mad, but in front of you he just smiles bluntly. So you two keep at that, both of you know something is really wrong, and just keep smiling trying not to worry each other.
  • But he won’t stay still knowing something bad can happen to you anytime. However, he’s really smooth.
  • So when he stopped by your work to bring you lunch, everybody liked him, even your boss, who invited him to a drink at his office.
  • “You’re the only man in your department, I suppose…” “Yeah, but it’s not as great as it looks, most of these girls are ugly, and the only decent one is pretty dumb, but hey, these are the best type, right?”
  • “I wouldn’t know, I can’t really see.” “Oh, sorry, dude. But yeah, there’s a girl here who’s very hot, but she plays hard to get, you know? It’s only a matter of time, wait and see.”
  • “I already told you I can’t really see.” His voice was low. “But there’s something here you don’t really need eyes to see. That very hot girl is not into you and she has a boyfriend, and you are a sexist jerk who’ll step away from her and from any other girl who works here if you know what’s best for you.”
  • “Or what?” V moved fast, placing his cane against the guy’s balls “Or else I’ll destroy these, since they are the only thing that you can count on to feel superior. Don’t test me.” And he got out of the office, letting the guy squirm in pain.
  • You never knew what made the guy finally back away, but deep inside you knew it had something to do with that day. He never denied or confirmed either.
Three Years Later- John Laurens X Reader

warnings: cheating, toxic people, i kinda poured my heart out here, oops

request from anon: laurens x reader with these prompts-38(“Don’t say that. Not now.”), 71(“I am not losing you again!”), 76(“I can’t… I can’t lose you.”)

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anonymous asked:

Hello!! I really love your blog!! I can't stop reading! May i request murasakibara discovering he is having sexual toughs about his gf? Like we all know he is a giant baby but he has to grow up someday x3 , Thank youuuuu~~~ <3

It was unusual for Murasakibara to not eat any snacks. Very unusual. Every time Himuro asked him if he was alright, he only replied with short “Yes” before scurrying away the moment he saw his girlfriend walking their way. There was nothing but confusion in Himuro’s eyes before he faced [Name], apologizing when she asked why her boyfriend ran away without saying hello.

Days turned into weeks and Murasakibara spent less and less time with Himuro. It was funny, because the latter was told he was afraid. Of what? Liu Wei had no idea. So Himuro made it his mission to get the first year into a corner and confess whatever he has done or is up to. He didn’t like the way Murasakibara acted.

“Atsushi,” Himuro called and he could see the way he tensed, his back facing him.

Murasakibara stood up, ready to leave, but Himuro stepped his way. He knew he had no chance against the first year, who was tall, big and strong. But if he couldn’t stop him with force, he could with his eyes.

The only problem was that Murasakibara didn’t even meet his eyes. His cheeks were red from embarrassment, like he was just caught doing something bad. But…he looked normal? There was nothing odd about him and it made Himuro worried.

“What is wrong?” Himuro asked, taking a step closer to him, but Murasakibara took one back. “Atsushi,” He called sternly, latter shaking his head, his cheeks only turning darker. “Everyone is worried about you.” Himuro continued, knowing he has his friend in the corner. “The moment the practice is over you are gone, every time someone calls your name you run away like you are avoiding us, you aren’t eating your favourite snacks anymore and you are avoiding [Name]-”

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anonymous asked:

Scenario where Imayoshi, Hanamiya, Haizaki protect their chubby crush from bully even if she say that she can handle it(because in reality she can't)?

Trash Baes!! Of course I love 2 out of the 3, BUUUT I don’t at ALL mind writing for the other! <3 I hope you like it!

Imayoshi~ You seemed to be the center of a certain classmates attention. You brushed him off and tried to move past any insecurities you felt. You were happy enough with who you were. You just always seem to get overly emotional whenever you were alone. You kept telling yourself it wasn’t a big deal, and that the boy from your class was just an immature jerk.

You were walking in the hallway, noticing your boyfriend chatting with some of his classmates near his classroom. You were about to wave, when the boy stuck his leg out and tripped you. You fell to the floor and caused a loud smacking noise.

“Is that what you call cow tipping?!” The boy started laughing deliriously. He was holding onto his stomach and tears coming out of his eyes. Imayoshi looked over when he heard the noise. He saw you lying on the floor and the boy laughing at you. He ran over to you quickly and helped you up.

“Are you alright hun?” Your face was red from embarrassment and shame. Your eyes had the beginnings of tears forming within them. You nodded and looked at your boyfriend with a shaky and forced smile.

“I’m okay, he’s just a jerk. I’m used to it.” Imayoshi felt his heart break when he heard those words. How could he have not noticed this before? Surely he would have fixed the problem if he knew. He turned towards the boy and glared with a strong intensity.

“I don’t think we have met. My name is Imayoshi Shouichi. ___-chan’s boyfriend, also captain of the basketball team.” As he spoke, you could see the boys expression stiffen. He started to look as though he was going to die, as if Imayoshi was inadvertently threatening him by introducing himself.

“….” He stood there frozen in place, afraid to speak. He wasn’t even letting out air to breathe.

“It’s common decency to introduce yourself after receiving an introduction.” Imayoshi smirked a bit. He opened his eyes slightly to pierce into his, giving him a few more moments to respond. “Has your mother failed you? How pathetic.” He wrapped his arm around you and left.

Hanamiya~ Hanamiya knew you were being bullied, but the way you handled it seemed to be working. Or so he thought. He assumed you were fine, because you never told him otherwise. He was pretty observant, however lately he had other things on his mind.

You were cleaning the blackboard in your classroom, you were alone with the boy who would always make fun of you. You were uncomfortable being alone with him, but you had to get this done. Hanamiya was walking down the hallway to grab you from your classroom. His team following behind him.

You opened your mouth and asked the boy if he was done yet. You were very quiet and he looked over at you with a disgusted face.

“What did you say? I don’t speak pig, fat-ass.” You saw the door open abruptly. Your boyfriend spinning a basketball on his finger, looking over at the boy who just insulted you. You were too startled to take in the insult so instead you just looked over at Hanamiya and put on a relieved smile.

“Huh? Sorry I didn’t quite catch that? What did you call her?”

“I called her a fat-ass pig.” The boy chuckled, thinking that the infamous bad boy Hanamiya would find that insult amusing. Hanamiya looked over at you, he looked up and down your body. “You get me?” 

“I think you’re and idiot. idiot.” The boy was taken aback, as Hanamiya and his team walking into the room. “See what I see, is a sexy, voluptuous woman. Sure, you may think she is ‘fat’ but really, thin girls are too fucking bony when you fuck them. Oh… you wouldn’t have a clue, would you? Virgin?” 

The boy gritted his teeth and grabbed his bag from his desk. Hara closed the door and stood in its way. The boy tried to leave out the other door. Yamazaki stood in front of it and crossed his arms, looking down at the boy. The boy looked terrified. He knew the sort of ‘tactics’ his schools basketball team used.

“Makoto… can we just go? I’m fine… He is just a jerk.”

“Sure.. We can go.” He grabbed your hand, the boy had a look of relief on his face. Hanamiya glanced over at the members of his team and smirked. He walked with you to the door, allowing you to leave first. He snapped his fingers and closed the door. You two were walking down the hallway when you heard a scream.


Haizaki~ Haizaki was ditching class again. He was rarely at school, so never noticed that you were being picked on. The girls in your class were giving you a hard time because you were bigger than they were. They would put rotten food in your desk and locker. They would write all over your desk, calling you terrible names.

After school, Haizaki would usually pick you up. He looked over at you, you looked especially glum today. He tilted his head, trying to get a feel for what was going on. He grabbed your arm as you attempted to walk right past him, your mind had been running through everything they did to you.

“Huh? Oh Shogo, hey.” You sighed and took his hand in yours. Haizaki studied your face and body language. He figured something has to be going on at school. He pulled you close and kissed your neck. “H-hey! What are you doing?!” You chuckled and pushed him away. 

“Sorry, I missed you baby. I hate being away for so long. You know how I get if I’m alone for too long.” He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to figure out how to make you feel better.

“Maybe you should actually come to school then. I can see you in-between classes, and during lunch.”

“Fine. Tomorrow I’ll walk you to school.” You were almost in shock, but you figured he was talking out of his ass. You patted him on the back and he walked you home.

The next morning, you grabbed you stuff and opened the door. You saw Haizaki asleep standing up outside your door. You nearly screamed when you saw him right in front of you suddenly. Instead you just gasped loudly and it startled him awake.

“Huh? Where am I?”

“You’re actually here?” He only nodded. You grabbed his hand and walked to school. He ended up sleeping through most of his classes. You of course, were still being terrorized by those girls.

Haizaki went to your classroom for lunch. He opened the door and saw a girl throw a piece of trash at you. You flinched a bit as it hit your face and landed into your lunch. You sighed and stood up to throw away your contaminated food.

“Good, you should just stop eating all together.”

“What a cow.” The girls were laughing at each other’s remark. Hazaki walked in and everyone stopped to look at the menacing male. He wrapped his arms around your from behind and cupped your breasts. They all looked away from his display of affections.

“Cow? You mean these massive tits?” You turned around and slapped Haizaki. He chuckled and looked over at the girls. “You chicks are fucking gross. Real men like girls who won’t break in half when you fuck them. My dick would rip you apart.” The girls scoffed and walked out to the door of the classroom. “By the way. You assholes ever talk to her like that again, I may just lose my mind. Who knows.”

“Shogo, that was unnecessary… and HIGHLY inappropriate.”

“What?! I grab your tits all the time!”

“Not in public!!” The whole class now knew who you belonged to, and nobody wanted to mess with Haizaki.

First proper post here! It’s rather lengthy…


 Roof tiles, coarse and cold, dug at his skin wherever his coat allowed it. This was fine. His gaze on the boundless sky, Tarvek listened to the faint reverberation of the Doom Bell beneath him. 

 It sang in the wind. That’s something nobody ever mentions, he realized. The same stiff breeze that tore at his hair and slipped beneath his collar made the great bell hum an ominous drone. Cheered by the sound, Mechanicsburg thrummed with midday bustle. Such a beautiful city. Only the sky witnessed Tarvek’s smile. 

 Home. How curious that the word burned within him, a comfort and a searing brand both. He belonged to Sturmhalten. He always would, but Mechanicsburg had brought him his first taste of true freedom. In Mechanicsburg he had become the person he had always wanted to be. In Mechanicsburg, no one wanted him to be perfect. Indeed, they laughed when he tried. His roots lay in Sturmhalten, but Mechanicsburg was truly home to him. 

 What ever would old Andronicus say to that? 

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ilizewski-deactivated20151120  asked:

But Steve having his pup all day with him like that (i think is a senator?) woman who takes her little girl with her since she was a baby, to the meetings with the Avengers (the don't mind) and press conferences and everyone is like "you can't do that" and he is like "watch me" and Bucky is just like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ he is a proud papa

Steve would totally do that. And you know why? Because he is not here to not see his child grow and to let their child alone on in someone else’s hands when he can enjoy taking care of the baby. So they take them to everything they can and when they have different tasks with the Avengers/SHIELD, they decide who takes the kid with them and goes by it.

At first, it takes the Avengers out guard because none of them is acostumbred to kids but Clint (and Thor, since some of his friends and men has their kids and he plays with them too). They get with it quickly, especially since the kid is really well behaved, the baby doesn’t even do much noise unless they didn’t bring any toys or if she/him is hungry. Also, it helps that the pup is always calm in his daddy’s presence (Steve is daddy and Bucky is papa) or playing with papa’s shiny fingers. Sometimes, the Avengers take turns to play with the pup or just take care of him/her; Thor is always happy to play with him/her and Tony is always doing something that could or not please the pup.

Soon, everyone else starts noticing this, that they don’t go anywhere without the pup and it makes some people uncomfortable and when they voice their negative opinions, Steve is there to not have any of their shit and tells them to fuck off. Bucky is actually relief that he doesn’t have to put on his alpha voice to call out people because his mate is really, really protective and knows how to shut people in a polite way (unless he is having a bad day). Also, they are always kissing in public and, for some reason, their affectionate actions make their pup happy and the pup claps and laughs when it happens, so they do it more and people is like “eww” and they are “ewww, fuck you *kisses*”.

They are literally adorable and they are not having none of anyone’s shit.

anonymous asked:

Please may you write a 4/4 where you can't say I love you and get really uncomfortable when they say they love you or something along those lines


“I love you” he said.

I never thought I’d be in this position. Just a few months ago I stumbled upon Luke at school. Literally.

My ex- boyfriend had dumped me and as I was running away from him I ran straight into Luke knocking him over. You see, I didn’t have the best reputation, i was one of those girls who had a wild side and was kind of always getting into trouble whereas Luke was the complete opposite. He was also a good person, helpful, adorable, geeky and innocent.

But since the day I met him I became a bad influence. We became friends somehow and spent nearly everyday together even if I just watched him do his homework or if he just watched me cause trouble.

But now in this moment he ruined everything.

I don’t love. I’ll never love.

It was silent as Luke looked at me expectantly.

“Well?…” He whispered “say something” he urged “please”

“Luke, you’re a great guy, it’s just I love you too … As a friend” I explained. He shot up from where he was sitting mumbling about how he had to quickly leave.

“Luke” I called after him “Luke”

He wouldn’t listen.

“Luke please, don’t go” I said sadly

“I have to, I can’t stand being around you anymore. I’ve ruined it, nothing will ever be the same” he he sniffed before turning around and leaving.

After that he never talked to me again. He turned completely back into his old self, having no social life, doing his homework the second he got it and wearing his glasses all the time.

It was all my fault because I didn’t love him.


“For fuck sake! We can’t keep doing this Michael! What do you want from me?” I cried

“You, I just want you. I don’t want you to leave at night, I don’t want you to be with other people.” He sighed defeatedly.

“Michael..” I whimpered as he took my face into his large hands.

“Please say you love me back” he whispered his breath fanning over my face.

“Michael… I c-can’t” I whispered back.

“You can. Please. I know you love me. Just say it. I need to hear it” he said his eyes watery.

“I-I d-don’t love you” I croaked

“THATS BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT” he screamed in anger pinching the wall splitting his knuckles open as he was now openly crying.

I pulled him into the bathroom pushing him down onto the edge of the bath searching for the first aid kit.

Once I found it, I wiped up the blood on his hand. As I went to put it away, he grabbed my hand.

“Please say you need me as much as I need you” he said brokenly

“Michael… I care about you… A lot” I said starting to get uncomfortable. I could love him if I let myself, but I didn’t want to get hurt

“Stop guarding yourself and let yourself fall in love, I’ll keep you safe I promise” he reassured.

“I’ll stay” I said. Although it wasn’t quite the three words he wanted to hear, he still smiled widely at me as he knew that I was going to try.


He was always so horrible to me. Every time I went to see the other boys he was always there. I was Luke’s best friend and as soon as he introduced me to the other 5SOS boys ashton took a serious disliking to me.

“Those shorts make you look like a. common slut” Ashton said as soon as I walked in.

“Thanks” I sighed hurt. He looked at me confused as I didn’t say anything back.

“Hey Luke” I smiled as I saw him.

Ashton scoffed from beside me but I ignored him.

“Where are you going?” Ashton asked as I walked to the bathroom.

“To wash my hands” I said bluntly.

“Oh” he said quietly following me.

“Why are you following me?” I asked curiously.

“No reason.” He stated as he followed me all the way into the bathroom.

“This is weird” I said awkwardly.

He looked deep in thought.

I looked at him catching his eye as he stared at me.

“I-I..” He started but stopped himself shaking his head.

“What were you going to say?”

“I love you.” He blurted out

“Is this a joke?” I laughed

He looked hurt. And then I realised it wasn’t.

“Oh god, you’re being serious aren’t you?”

He nodded. “Ashton…” I started off.

What was I meant to say to someone who told me they loved me but had been horrible to me ever since I met him.

It was awkward and uncomfortable as I decided to leave the bathroom to find the others.

Ever since that moment ashton has never said a rude comment to me and has acted civilly towards me making me fall in love with him just a little. But I would never tell him that.


It was a beautiful sunny day. Wait cut that crap. It was a sunny day.

Anyway, I was on my way to my best friend Calum’s as he woke me up at 6am this morning much to my dismay. He was upset and said he needed to talk to me badly.

So here I was 7am knocking on his apartment door.

He opened it and revealed his face. He had tear streaks down his face and his eyes were red and puffy there as no doubt that he was about to cry again.

“Oh gosh, cal” I said running to hug him “what happened?” I asked

“She broke up with me” he sniffed


“S-she said that she thought I was cheating on her” he sobbed

“What why would she think that?” I asked confused. Calum would never do that he’s way to nice.

“Because she saw the way I look at you. She told me that she wished I looked at her that way with as much love and admiration that I look at you with.” He said quietly

“What?” I said shocked

“She accused me of being in love with you”

“Are you?” I asked curiously

It went silent. And he slowly nodded.

“Calum, I-I don’t know what to say” I said awkwardly.

“It’s fine. You don’t have to say anything just promise you’ll still be my best friend”

I nodded “of course I will, I just need some time to think” I said before giving him a small hug and leaving.

anonymous asked:

So what antics ended up happening at that conference? I can't imagine that it went smoothly lol

 GO D 

ok so trucy’s?? not all that great at school. she’s very smart and obviously has a lot of passion, but just…..not for school. she’s been struggling particularly with math and miles has been focusing a lot of his free time in helping her, but he mainly wanted to set up this meeting to discuss her performance in that area. he really doesn’t want such a bright young girl being held back purely because she’s not school-orientated, esp since she’s doing fine in other areas like reading and writing, and this is a conversation that needs to happen in private between him, the student, and her guardian

so miles is all ready to have a lengthy discussion with the father of his arguably favorite student (not that you’ll ever actually get him to admit that) present as well, he’s ready for a Serious Parent-Teacher Conference

and then he opens the door and finds himself face to face with the really cute and funny guy from the bar a month ago he swore he was going to forget about and he’s just. fuck my entire life im going to get so fired as soon as this is over

the meeting  happens and it’s about as terrible as expected - p/e refuse to make eye contact pretty much the entire time, trucy is just ????? so perplexed by the usually perfectly composed and articulated mr. edgeworth stumbling over the occasional word and why are his and daddy’s faces still so red

like it smooths out somewhat as time progresses and they talk about what needs to be talked about and p/e start at least trying to look each other in the face again, but it’s still super weird in the room up until the end

and then when they’re done phoenix says ‘trucy please go wait outside I need to talk to mr. edgeworth about one last thing’ and as soon as the door shuts behind her miles is IMMEDIATELY like “liSTEN I AM. SO SORRY I SWEAR I DON’T DO THIS NORMALLY” referring to their no-strings attached hookup bc like ?? he’s had to deal with a lot of complaining parents before but never for anything like this, he’s probably terrified that phoenix is going to take this up to the school board or something, he’s had upset parents do a lot more with a lot less, but phoenix is just “nO LOOK IT’S OKAY I GET IT DONT WORRY ABOUT IT I WAS THERE FOR THE SAME REASON MYSELF RIGHT I can tell you’re a good guy and an exceptional teacher I’m not going to hold you accountable for that night alright”

and miles is just so relieved bc he loves this district and his job and “yes alright fantastic thank you mr. wright please do consider what we’ve discussed pertaining to trucy’s performance in my class” 

and phoenix promises he will, he’s glad this meeting happened regardless of how uncomfortable it was bc it has to do with his daughter and as he’s opening the door to leave he’s not even thinking he just says “we probably reached the point where you can drop the ‘mr’ and just call me ‘phoenix’ a while ago, though” and he is. Shocked at what just came out of his own mouth he nearly slams the door shut again as he collects trucy and books it out of the school like oh my god why did i do t hat

like nothing more comes out of that disastrous second meeting other than the name thing because well this has just been an painful experience for everyone involved

but then a few weeks later trucy comes home w a field trip permission form and begs phoenix to be one of the parent chaperones and he obv can’t say no to trucy now can he but he also 100% has Ulterior Motives

and it’s still awkward af when they start out, miles has been internally freaking out about this meeting ever since trucy walked up to his desk a week ago and gave him the chaperone form with ‘phoenix wright’ written in blocky letters across the bottom and phoenix is probably a huge loser and spends far too much time in front of his closet the morning of and it doesn’t even matter they’re going to a botanical garden he’s going to get dirt on his pants no matter what he does

but then when the kids are doing an activity that doesn’t require their assistance or attention they wander off and start talking and hit it off even better than they did at the bar and phoenix starts showing up more often at school to pick trucy up at the front gate and miles is somehow always around when they do and trucy is suddenly getting Bs on all of her math tests and really won’t stop talking about mr. edgeworth now and then finally one of them sucks it up and asks the other out for dinner (”and just to clarify - this would be a date. if you’re interested”) and then suddenly a year has passed and then three and trucy’s starting middle school and i don;t they probably get engaged at this point bc they’re gay and im gay anD

i get so invested in every single one of the aus I wind up drawing lmao im ….so sorry

Title: Antidote
Pairings: SasuSaku and NaruHina
Summary: “Sakura and I will surely die if you don’t help us. And this is the only solution we have right now.”
Rated: M 
Warning(s): Language and sexual themes
A/N: this fic is kinda inspired on this awesome fic (go read it asap, seriously) and it is divided in 3 parts because it was waaay too long to be just one. this is the 1st part, of course. the second one is right here and the third is over here. so um, let’s just say this is like the prologue or something, alright? lol well enjoy ( ͡° ᴥ ͡°)

“Y-you… your aren’t serious. Are you?”

Hugging her knees to her chest, Sakura bit her lower lip tightly. Her grimace expressed just how much she wished she could say that no, she wasn’t serious. But she was. Her medical texts didn’t lie. This fact… she couldn’t change it nor deny it.

“I am. I’m sorry, Hinata.”

“What for?” the dark-haired girl asked, eyes wide and watery.

Absent-mindedly, she played with the bandages on her left hand.“If only I had gotten us out of that cave sooner, we wouldn’t be in this situation. It’s my entire fault this happened.”

After a short pause, Hinata got off the bed and lowered herself to the floor. Her small, pale hands reached for hers and held them kindly, comfortingly. “Sakura… Don’t blame yourself like this. You did your best, as always. Besides, I’m also responsible. I should’ve been more alert; I should’ve seen those things coming. It’s not just your fault. Trust me.”

Sakura wanted to believe her, but it was costing her a great effort. As the perfectionist she was when it came to her duties as a shinobi, she constantly demanded too much from herself. She wanted to do things right, to save everyone, to be the make things better instead of worse – always. That’s why, when she made mistakes, she couldn’t help but feel immensely guilty.

“Let’s just deal with this,” Hinata said softly, squeezing her hands a little. “Okay?”

She looked up at her, green eyes full of fear and hesitancy. “But… how?”

Letting go of her hands, the Hyuga sat back on her folded legs. “Well,” she said, cheeks tinted red, “you just told me how. And… Naruto-kun and Sasuke-san are in the room right next to ours… right?”

Panic washed over her instantly.“Hinata-!”

“I know! I know,” she replied, her blush darkening. “But… I really don’t want to die. Do you?”

“No,” she answered sincerely. “I don’t.”

Despite how clearly flustered she was, determination was clear in Hinata’s gaze. Sakura found it very admirable. Perhaps this girl was even braver than she’d thought.

“Then we must do whatever it takes.”

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This is esentially a pile of thoughts that @juviavevo‘s post regarding Gruvia’s development inspired me to share. I didn’t want to slap another lengthy input under the already existing walls of well thought and insightful analysis, so I decided to make a separate post. ^^’

So, the main argument that made me write this, and the one I disagree with the most is that Gruvia doesn’t have enough romantic development or, more specifically, that said development isn’t romantic enough not to also be perceived as platonic.

On the contrary, I find that Gruvia’s development and interactions actually reek of impending romance.

Because you don’t comfort a girl you know that loves you profusely by placing your hand on hers, all while riding a leopard looking animal with her pressed against your back and her arms wrapped around your stomach, if you don’t see her in a romantic light. You don’t think of said girl smiling in the way she only does for you and calling your name in a way that is clearly not platonic when you’re about to throw your life away if you don’t have feelings for her. You don’t just bury your face in said girl’s chest when you’re at your most vulnerable if you don’t seek her warmth and comfort the most. And you certainly don’t promise her an answer right after confessing how grateful you are to her, although you’ve already “rejected” her before, if the answer is not going to be a positive one. Especially if you are as closed off of a person (that teeters between tsundere and kuudere) as Gray Fullbuster. It’s glaringly not platonic, it’s two people in love with each other.

Juvia, on the other hand, proved beyond question how selfless her love is at the end of Tartaros Arc, when she chose honesty over Gray’s favor. As much as some people like to pretend that she only cares about making Gray hers regardless of what he wants, Juvia was willing to give up not only on her pusuit but even her own feelings for Gray because she thought herself responsible for his suffering. I really don’t know what else she needs to do to prove how deep her feelings run and how mature she can be about them when needed. As for the love rival gag that many are so critical about, like @squisherific expertly explains here, it’s only meant for shits and giggles whether people do find it funny or not, and something Juvia will probably never entirely drop. It’s just who she is. Expecting her not to be prone to her wild imagination at this point is like expecting Elfman to stop shouting “Man!” at every given chance. 

To be frank, there’s hardly any more room for development. IMO the only thing that can make their relationship more indisputably romantic than it is already, it’s Gray thinking or saying the L word out loud, or let it speak through a kiss actions, which he’s better at. The thing is, we might actually get one of these in the future, and if that’s the case, such a big moment of course would be kept for last. Either way, we’re definitely going to get some kind of blatant evidence that they are/will be together. Mashima commited himself into it by never making Juvia’s unrequited love waver, and even more so when he had Gray promise her an answer.

I do believe that all of the main ships in FT have their own charm, and one of the things I love the most about Gruvia is exactly that they’ve come the farthest in terms of development, considering where they started and where they stand now. For the longest time Gruvia was just a joke, with Gray only shown at the receiving end of Juvia’s unrequited yet funny love. But this joke gave its place to something deeply mutual. From often feeling uncomfortable, or even annoyed by her antics, Gray became the one that initiated the most impactful moments between them, while now he’s remarkably softer in his approach, and much more open with his feelings. He and Juvia eased each other’s sorrow like no one else did, lived together as if they were a real couple, they’ve gotten so close that they’ve even brushed each other’s habits and character traits off on each other, and now they’re bound by Gray’s promise of a future together. Thus far, I honestly couldn’t have asked for more.

People also need to keep in mind that this is shonen, and the amount of romance we’ve been getting is already A LOT. As well as that Juvia is a side character, and consequently not always in the picture for gruvia to have moments. That’s why I find it a bit naive, if not greedy, to take heavier romantic implications for granted, especially when we’re talking about a pairing that isn’t officially canon yet. 

Hogwarts: Currently school of big time magical big bang (percy jackson x kane chronicle x harry potter) Chapter 1

Summer was about to end, and it was the same summer that they kicked Gaia’s earthy butt back down into somewhere I really don’t know about. Probably having some sort of augment with Ouranos. I can imagine. But let’s put that aside. Right now we have another problem at hand.

Anyway, it has been a few weeks since their encounter of the Kanes, Leo’s return and many other interesting things.

‘Percy, Annabeth!’ Piper called the typical love birds as they sat by the Poseidon’s cabin. Both of them looked up to see Piper jogging towards them. ’ Chiron is calling for us, it’s kind of an emergency’

Both of them shared a look and the three of them quickly head towards the big house where a meeting is being held currently.

'I got them’ Piper announced as soon as they stepped through the door. Everyone looked up from the ping pong table and then turned their heads towards Chiron. The people who are currently present at the meeting includes, Leo, Calypso, Piper, Jason, Nico, Will and Rachel. Along with a huge Iris Message featuring Reyna, Frank and Hazel at camp Jupiter. Mr D sat silently with his diet coke reading an Ikea magazine. Since when was he interested in furnitures?

'What’s the trouble Chiron?’ Percy asked as soon as they gathered.

'We have received news from a…… friend’ Chiron announced. Percy felt trouble gripping his chest. He hated it when Chiron says that.

'Is it another Demigod issue?’ Jason asked, but Chiron simply chuckled and shook his head.

'I have received news from an old friend about a group of students that has been targeted in his school.. and he would need some help looking out for them’ Chiron said. Percy suppress the serious urge to groan really loudly, he had been looking forward to going college with Annabeth during the school term here in New York. Now it was about to be ruin by another stupid school trip.

Annabeth seems to have noticed Percy’s displeasure and held his hands. Honestly she is pretty alright with the idea.

'What kind of school?’ Piper asked.

Suddenly a grin spread across Chiron’s face. 'The school is located somewhere off coast of Britain and Scotland.’

'Why are we going to some countryside school?’ Leo asked.

'It’s not just a country side school, it is a school called Hogwarts’ Chiron explained. Now Percy resist the urge to snort at the name.

'Why a school that is associated to Pig Fungus?’ Percy snorted. Sadly he couldn’t resist the urge. Well, really no one could.

'It’s not just an ordinary school Percy.. you’ll see for yourself when you get there’ Chiron smirked. Percy immediately felt something is behind that smirk.

'Chiron shouldn’t we know about the school we’re going?’ Piper asked using her charmspeak. Chiron simply sighed as he place a leaflet on the table. Will toss a Snauge at the Leopard head while Nico toss a golden drachma into the IM which extended for a little while.

'Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry’ Rachel read outloud for everyone to hear. Mr D was really bored as he pulled out another issue of FINE. An American wine magazine.

'You’re kidding right?’ Percy sigh a disbelief as his he raise his right eyebrow. Arms folded over his orange camp half blood shirt.

'Sadly he isn’t’ Reyna spoke from the IM. No growling from her dogs, no lies to be heard.

'Not everyone will be able to go there’ Calypso said as she looked up from the leaflet.

'Yes, you lot will be going as Exchange students for a whole year’ Chiron stated. 'You cannot afford to let them know that you’re a demigod’ Chiron turned to Calypso.

'I won’t be joining then’ Calypso stated. Leo turned to look at her slightly pained. Before he can talk Calypso cutted him off. ’ I will blow your cover too easily, besides our origin of magic doesn’t work well with theirs’

'please don’t tell me we had another bad war’ Percy groan, Jason simply patted Percy like I feel ya bro. They had pretty much enough of wars as of late.

'Nope, in fact it’s quite the opposite. It is more of an alliance. Back than, the demigods and Wizards were working close together. We are like schools with a partnership. But we severed the connection when the Romans and Greeks started to divide, it is to keep the wizards safe. The gods wiped their memories too, only one trusted wizard is deem fit to know about it. From than they will pass their knowledge to one whom they deem fit to know of our existence’ Chiron explained.

'So this friend of yours is deem fitted to know about our existence?’ Nico asked raising an eyebrow.

'More or less, he is the headmaster of Hogwarts currently. As the generation passed on, the knowledge got.. simplified.. now he only know that half godlings exist.’

'I see..’ Annabeth said as she started to think. 'But why would Calypso say that our magic won’t work with theirs?’

'It’s of different origin Annabeth’ Calypso explained. ’ Our powers are far more powerful than theirs. Like us, their magic runs in the blood but our has more of godly properties while theirs are just plain mortal with magical blood’

'In other words we would make better wizards?’ Frank suggested.

'I don’t see how our powers don’t mix’ Jason pointed out.

'In simple terms, we will make their spells or whatsoever look weak. Even a simple spell will lead to us doing more than it should’ Calypso said, everyone still had a pretty questionable look. ’ In even simpler terms, we are very destructive with their magic, especially with me as a Titan. I could destroy their school with a flick of a wand’

'I won’t be able to go, I have to look after the Romans. Both their Praetor can’t be away’ Reyna said. ’ Frank and Hazel will go and they should be joining you at camp half blood tomorrow’

'So in total there will be 10 of us? Rachel, Nico, Will, Jason ,Piper, Hazel, Frank, Annabeth, Leo and Me’ Percy concluded. Rachel seems really really excited as she could hardly contain her excitement. Bouncing up and down her seat.

'Very well, I will contact my friend and we shall make arrangements, more information will be given tomorrow. For now this meeting is over. Dismiss’ Chiron stated.

'Alright.. i’ll see you tomorrow Nico’ Hazel said.

'Alright.. see you then.. love you too’ Nico smiled. Hazel smiled in return as they wave off the Iris Message.

'Well.. it couldn’t hurt to have an experience at a new school’ Percy sighed. Obviously very displeased with the sudden change of plans.

'Hey.. it’ll be alright’ Annabeth said as she held onto Percy’s hand. ’ I’m sure we can work something out’ With that she lean up and peck his cheek as the group head out of the big house.

'Nico you coming?’ Will called out to the son of Hades who had been zoning out. Nico followed them out to the dinning pavilion where dinner was about to start. Time went by pretty fast. By then tomorrow has arrive.

Frank and Hazel arrived on horseback by noon. Everyone came by and greeted them as they landed. Hazel and Frank rode on Arion’s back. Nico came out of his Cabin to meet his sister whom he grown close to over the years.

Hazel tackle Nico into a hug which knocked Nico off his feet and they tumbled to the ground.

'Sorry..’ Hazel laughed as Nico wrapped his arms around his sister and laughed too. The both got up and dusted themselves as they helped with the bags. As soon as their bags were settled the gang decided to meet up, Chiron had handed some texts to Rachel.

They sat around Zeus cabin’s table during lunch as they scanned through the text about the school. The things that impressed them was the news article, Daily Prophet. An ancient British type of news paper that has moving pictures. Mainly they had Rachel, Frank and Hazel do the reading since most of them are dyslexic. Calypso wasn’t with them, she choose to help around camp and look after Festus.

'It says here that Sirius Black a serial Murderer had escaped from Azkaban. A special prison for wizard criminals. Apparently he killed 13 people in his life and was sentence there, he broke out 12 years later which is last year and is no where to be found as of now’ Rachel summarise as she looked up from the news paper, she laid the news paper flat against the table as everyone took a look at his face.

'He looks like that guy who acted as the commissioner in the Dark knight trilogy series ’ Will pointed out, Nico gave a little nod of agreement. Percy quickly lean over and inspect the picture, seeing how the boys were total nerds about them made the girls feels slightly more superior.

'Well sadly he isn’t’ Rachel added as she scanned another set of the odd news papers. 'Look at this’ She said as she place this above of the Sirius Black picture. The title read The Boy who lies.

'It says Harry Potter also known as the boy who lived has been spouting nonsense of The dark lords return since last year’s Tri-Wizard Tornament. As a result of Cedric Diggory who had been murdered during the event. No one has been able to identify the source of death as Harry James Potter states He who shall not be name had use a killing curse on poor Diggory. Minsitry of Magic councilmen Fudge has claimed that Harry Potter has been under the effects of GillyWeed after the underwater event nad has been hallucinating’ Rachel read out loud to the group. They exchanged looks with one another feeling slightly uncomfortable.

'The kind of people that we are going to mix with..’ Percy sigh and stabbed his fork into his blue sponge cake. Shoving it into his mouth and chew on them mercilessly, YESZ YOU DO NOT MESS WITH FOOD. Just kidding.

'I know.. and it has a whole other article about him and this Dumbledore guy.’ Rachel said. The stoll brothers came jogging up to them.

'Chiron asks to see you lot’ Travis Stoll said as they jogged off to do some other things. Probably stealing.

Moments later in the Big house around the ancient ping pong table.

'Good, all of you have arrived’ Chiron announced. Mr D was no where in sight, probably he is off drinking diet soda in the forest.

'So what news of the quest?’ Jason asked as they sat around the table.

'There has been change of plans, you will have to leave by tomorrow. Apparently, I have gotten the wrong date about the start of their school term’ Chiron announced. Chiron is hardly ever wrong, well someone has been a good friend.

'I have mix the holidays of this continent and theirs. Their summer will end by the end of this month and their school will start by the first of the next’ Chiron said.

'So it will be on September the First?’ Will asked.

'Yes, someone will picked you up by the evening and you will have to get the school supplies. There will be others who will be joining you too’ Chiron stated. Everyone looked around then outside to see the stoll brothers running from lou ellen. Probably they had prank her or something.

'No not them’ Chiron added, everyone gave a sigh of relief. Knowing the Stoll brothers are there, will surely blow their covers within one day. Just then Mr D walked in.

'Let me add on to something’ Mr D said looking around. ’ Hogwarts has been attracting dark energies as of late. Ever since last year.’

'The tournament’ Annabeth blurt out.

'Yes yes.. whatever weird things they had last year. Some of the creatures might be at work. It’s just a warning, do not let them know unless you don’t have a choice.’ Mr D said as he stood up and adjust his purple Hawaiian shirt and left. Could have guest who he went with.

'So now what?’ Percy asked.

'Get packing and tell your parents about this school quest’ Chiron smiled and everyone headed out to their respective cabins and got packing. Clothings, Toiletries, their weapons and god knows what else.

They had been told specific instructions to not bring any of their camping shirts, as to not raise suspicions. They had gathered after wards with their bags and stuff, placing them around the hearth. By then it was time for Dinner. People were already wishing them good luck and stuff seeing how it was their last week for the year. The next time they will be seeing each other would be by next year or Christmas who knows honestly??

'Funny how Chiron says it’s a quest while we didn’t receive any prophecy from our oracle.’ Piper mentioned as ate her sandwich.

'I don’t know but i’m excited!’ Rachel exclaimed bouncing up and down her seat. 'By the way thank you Piper’

'Sure no problem’ Piper replied, earning a few looks from the rest except Nico wh was currently busy with his sandwich. Correction sandwiches. 'Oh.. I had Coach Hedge to send a email to Rachel’s dad informing him about a school exchange program through my dad’s agent. In return we’ll look after her’

Everyone else nodded and continue with their dinner. Chiron had came up and inform them of the location where they are suppose to meet.

'You lot are going to meet them in New York, can’t afford to have them know about the camp. Argus is loading your bags in the vans as we speak, there you will meet with the others. Now hurry on and finish your dinner’ Chiron said and went off to his table.

'Who do think is following us to Hogwarts?’ Annabeth asked. Everybody shrugged as they continue their dinner and quickly head towards the van. Argus was already ready to drive when they arrived. He bowed with his eyes all looking at them. Calypso came up and handed Leo a bag of clothings that she made. She gave Leo a long kiss before saying their goodbyes. Leo on the other hand handed her a bracelet similar to the one he is wearing currently.

Everyone piled into the van and Argus took off. Totally ignoring the speed limit as they head towards New York City. Surprisingly no one wanted to puke during the trip.

'It’s happening!! We’re going!!’ Rachel exclaimed as she bounce up and down in her seat, totally acting like it’s her first time going overseas with her friends which she is. She could hardly contain her excitement as she literally rock the van.

'You think this could be better then high school here?’ Percy asked Annabeth who was leaning against Percy’s chest.

'Maybe.. who knows. After all magic sounds fun.. could be better then high school’ Annabeth agreed as she looked out the window at the city that never sleeps. The lights were illuminating every single building showing the structures of the tall skyscrapers. The night sky brilliantly lighted up by the brightness of the city.

'Maybe you’re right’ Percy agreed as he lean down and pecked Annabeth’s forehead. She smiled and continue to look out the window, enjoying the view of America before they head off to Britain.

Nico was staring out the window, twisting his skull ring. Will sat next to him watching the view from another window. Jason and Piper were cuddling at the back of the van. Overall the van was pretty quiet other than Leo tinkering with the small metal scraps he pulled from his magical tool belt.

In about 45 minutes later, Argus stopped the van next to the East River signalling that we have arrived now get your butts off my van. I’m pretty sure that was what he was thinking. We pile out of the Van and got our belongings in our hand. He shook each of our hands wishing us luck. With that he got back in and took off.

'So what do we do now? I don’t see anybody’ Piper asked around. No one seems to know until.

'Hullo~ Annabeth Chase’ came a girls voice. Annabeth recognize it immediately, she spin around to see the family Sadie Kane with her Brother Carther Kane and Zia Rashid.

'SADDIE!’ Annabeth cried and ran to hug her. 'What are you guys doing here?’

'The same as you, we’re just here to pick you guys up’ Saddie said hugging Annabeth back. The girls began to crowd around while the guys went ahead to meet with Carter .

'So where is your ride?’ Annabeth asked.

'It should be arriving any minute now’ Saddie responded, sure enough a boat revealed itself on the East River. Walt and Amos were on the boat waving for everyone.

'Come on aboard’ Amos greeted taking off his hat as he bow like a gentlemen towards the ladies. Shabti came popping out of the boat and helped the gang carry their belongings towards the boat. As soon as everyone was aboard, Amos waved for the trench coat to start the ship.

'Saddie, Zia this is Rachel’ Annabeth introduced. 'Rachel , Saddie, Zia’

They exchanged their greetings and Rachel just got even more excited. Running around the boat looking at how magic is actually working the boat as they sail into the Duat.

They appeared into the night of London, the Big Ben in sight and the London’s Eye. The city lighted up just as brilliant as New York city. Everyone except Sadie wowed since she had live in Britain for 6 years she pretty much must have been here.

'We left New York at 9.45pm it is currently 2.45am. 31 August’ Amos told us as we gather around him. The boat stopped itself at the dock as everyone got onto the pavement. Unknowingly the boat raise the water level around it’s area for everyone to get onto the pavement. Shabtis carried their bags and handed it over to them. Seems like everyone bought their weapons along. Zia had her staff and wands, Carter had his Khopesh and wand, Sadie like Zia but a few extra amulet, while Walt carried around tons of Amulet, a Khopesh, a staff and a wand. Carter carried his and toss them into the air, it disappear into the Duat. The other magicians did the same.

'Man I wish we can do that’ Jason complained, Percy nodded in agreement. The magicians simply laughed and offered to store their belongings in the Duat. Everyone agreed to it. Amos led them through the street of London till they stopped by a road, with stores and pubs line up on both sides. Most of the stores were close already, except for a few with some drunk people in them laughing. Another cafe was holding a party for some lady who just turned into a mother. Yay for her.

Amos walked them down until a man walked out of the shadows. Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. Percy and the Demigods were ready to draw their weapons when they saw the man.

'Sirius’ Amos greeted. The man with long shaggy brownish hair along with a matching brown mustache, in a red suit that looks kind of like what Amos was wearing.

'Amos Kane’ Sirius said. Both men looked at each other before they smiled and hugged each other.

'It’s been too long.. old friend’ Amos greeted as he turned to the group. 'This is Sirius Black, a wizard from the Order of Phoenix’

'The what?’ Percy questioned, still not planning to ease down.

'Order of Phoenix. We are an organization that fight against the dark lord’ Sirius explained. Then he gestured us towards the run down pub. ’ I’m afraid I can’t answer all your question tonight. You should head in and get some sleep, you lot will have to do some shopping in the morning’

'Why are we staying in a run down pub?’ Leo questioned. Sirius simply laughed and motioned the group forward. As they got closer the black sign began to gain coloring. Words painted with gold and a pot.

'The Leaky Cauldron’ Rachel read out loud for us. Since most of us are dyslexic. Sirius came up to the group.

'I hope you have money to pay’ Sirius said. Everyone suddenly looked pretty uneasy as they didn’t have any London currency to pay. The sound of coin jangling caught everyone’s attention. Nico held up a big black bag filled with coins, everyone was silent.

'Seems like you do’ Sirius nodded. 'Go in there and ask for Tom. Tell him this “ The Fat Lady ate the Honey Badger” and he should know what to do. Have a good rest, i’ll send two people to pick you up for shopping later in the morning. Nice to meet all of you Gentlemen and Ladies’ With that Sirius entered the dark and morph into a big black lab. Leo and Jason shot Frank a look and he mouth Don’t even bother. Surely they want to do some comparison.

Amos laughed and signalled us that he had to take his leave. He turn to Walt and Zia.

'Look after them, i’ll see you back at the house’ He stated and he headed straight for the boat. Percy turned to Walt and Zia.

'You guys are not coming?’ He asked sounding a little dissapointed.

'Nope, we’re just here to make sure you guys make it to Hogwarts. The both of us could blow your cover in Hogwarts, not worth the risk’ Walt said he paused as he scanned the surrounding. 'We better go in now’

Everyone entered the Leaking Cauldron. A few people in really odd attire were chatting away drinking beer. Nico didn’t waste any time as he walked straight up to the counter. A tall man with a button up shirt and a vest that hugged his body showing his slightly potted belly. A chain hanged outside his pocket, and it should be those kind of pocket watches.

'how may I help you young man?’ He smiled and eyed the group.

'We’re looking for Tom’ Nico stated quickly. The man smiled.

'You’re looking at him, how may I help you and your group of friends? Spending the night?’ Tom asked cleaning a cup.

'Yes we are Tom’ Nico replied as he looked at the group. How odd that none of the older ones are doing this. ’ By the way Tom. Did you know The Fat Lady ate the Honey Badger?’

Tom’s face showed no changes in expression but his posture and his eyes did. He stood straight up and eyed Nico, before breaking into a grin.

'Is that so? In any case please follow me’ Tom said as he walked towards the old dusty staircase at the corner of the room next to his bar. A few people gave us weary looks, but they didn’t say a thing.

Tom led them to a room located all the way at the top. He knocked on the door three times and stick a key into the key hole and twist, the sound of the lock unlocking itself as he turned the knob right then left then right again.

'Keeps the insects away’ he smiled as he walked into the room. It was big, 14 beds were laid ready. Windows that allowed you to view the outside world.

'Wow.. but the exterior isn’t all that big’ Annabeth breath, her jaws dropping.

'It’s a room charmed with the extension charmed my deary’ Tom laughed. ’ Breakfast will be ready to be serve up here, do send someone down with the orders and we will send it up. The menu is over there and some papers to write your orders. Toilets are located over there by the side of the room through that door. Enjoy your stay’

As soon as Tom left everyone began to pick out their beds. Naturally the girls chose one side while the guys picked the other. But of course there won’t be a fair split since there are 6 girls and 8 boys. Nico and Leo slept at the girls side since It is darker and away from the window.

The magicians got to work pulling out the belongings from the Duat. Nico just grabbed his toiletries and head straight into the toilet.

'What’s up with Nico lately?’ Jason asked Will.

'Don’t know, he doesn’t look like he had been sleeping well’ Will said.

'Really?’ Hazel asked suddenly alarmed at the fact her brother wasn’t sleeping well for the past few days.

'I think so.. he has been zoning out a lot’ Will replied as he pull his shirt off. Percy and Jason did so too and they climb onto bed, inspecting the softness.

'Is it always filled with super Hot guys at your camp?’ Sadie complained to Annabeth and Piper who simply laughed.

'Pretty much’ Piper replied. Nico walked out of the bath with a towel hang over his shoulder. His black shirt and some black long sweat pants. He head over to his bed and fall on it.

'Hey you okay man?’ Jason asked from his side of the bed.

'yea.. just a little tired that’s all’ Nico yawned. Hazel quickly went over to Nico’s side of the bed but he was already snoring away.

'I didn’t know he was that tired..’ Hazel said to herself. She pulled the sheets over her brother and watch him sleep for a few minutes. Sadie came over and place an ivory elephant next to Nico’s head.

'That should help him with the dreams.’ Sadie smiled to Hazel. Rachel was doing a quick sketch of the place on her drawing pad. Will walked over and looked at the sleeping son of hades. He sigh to himself and walked towards the bath room.

'What’s up with hunky over there?’ Sadie asked Hazel. Hazel shrugged in return. She has been at camp Jupiter for pretty much a long time so she doesn’t know about anything that is happening at camp half blood.

'Thank you for the elephant though’ Hazel said as she held onto Sadie’s hand.

'No problem, Walt brought enough for everyone’ Sadie announced. All heads turned to Walt as he open a small bag filled with mini ivory figures. 'ivory helps to keep the dreams away, that was how they helped someone with insomnia back in ancient Egypt’

'Some one has been doing their homework’ Carter snorted. Sadie gave him a glare.

'At least i’m not a full time nerd’ Sadie pouted as she walked over to her bed. Everyone else laughed a little as they got ready to sleep.

'By the way Hazel, any idea where Nico got the cash?’ Jason asked.

'Not sure, maybe Dad had given it to him just in case’ Hazel responded. ’ Or Nico knew that we needed the cash so he changed it early?’ Jason shrugged as he got ready to sleep.

It was really late and they would have to get up rather early in the morning to get their school supplies. That was pretty much how the first night went as the room fell into a comfortable silence of snoring and shuffling around in the bed.

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So as of late, the anime has been messing up Asuna’s character and her relationship with Kirito. And I’m not very happy about it. So here’s a fun thing (with pictures) so everybody remembers what makes her the most special person in the series. 

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anonymous asked:

Hey there! I love all your metas, and I think you're probably right about just about everything. One thing though, about how you thinking johnlock will happen in S5. I love the idea of TJLC and endgame johnlock, but since it's kind of been confirmed that there's only going to be five seasons, don't you think making it canon in series five is kind of a cop-out? Like, even if BBC said "you can't do this" they won't lose anything, they aren't actually risking anything

First: No matter what Sherlock or John say - including the words “I love you” - without a kiss on the mouth, some people will still see it as platonic. Therefore, I’m determining “canon Johnlock” to be the first kiss. If you determine it to be the first love confession, then I think Sherlock will confess “I love you” in 4x3 in The Three Garridebs. When Mofftisson talk about “big and bold,” they’re talking about a love confession. But I do not think they’re going to kiss then, and without a kiss, some people will still consider it platonic.

1) Why do I think John and Sherlock will have their first kiss in 5x3?

This is a romance story. The arc of romance story (with a happy ending) goes like this:

  1. The two leads fall in love
  2. The two leads lose each other (via internal or external reasons)
  3. The two leads find each other again and live happily ever after

You may have heard it called (the rather heteronormative and sexist name of) “boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl.” In BBC Sherlock it’s called “the promise of love, the pain of loss, the joy of redemption.”

We’ve only had step #1: the promise of love:

(We tend to think of TRF as “the pain of loss,” but that was the pain of loss from John’s POV and Sherlock is the main character. We haven’t had the pain of loss from Sherlock’s POV yet.) Two more steps, two more seasons.

The Leads Do Not Get Together Until The End. This is a rule. Did Lizzie and Darcy marry and then have another 150 pages of their married domesticity? No. Did Noah and Allie (The Notebook) get resolve everything and get to live happily ever after before the very end? No. Did you have another half hour of Aladdin learning to help run the kingdom after he and Jasmine got together? No.

The “joy of redemption” part (the resolution of whatever was keeping them apart) is the pay-off (both for the characters and the audience) for all the character development. That means it happens at the end because there’s no more need for character development after that.

The Notebook is a very pure form of a romantic arc:

  1. Noah and Allie have an exciting summer filled with love (the promise of love)
  2. Social pressures take Allie away; eventually she gets engaged to someone else (the pain of loss)
  3. Allie comes to visit Noah and they get back together (the joy of redemption)

Pride and Prejudice has it too:

  1. Lizzie and Darcy meet, find each other irritatingly intriguing, eventually dance, talk, etc. (the promise of love)
  2. Darcy asks Lizzie to marry him but Lizzie turns him down (the pain of loss)
  3. Lizzie realizes she’s misjudged Darcy; they talk and get together (the joy of redemption)

In fact, P&P is an excellent example of BBC Sherlock because Darcy tells Lizzie he loves her in the pain of loss step. Just as Sherlock will tell John he loves him in 4x3 in The Three Garridebs, but that won’t get them together.

So does Breakfast at Tiffanys:

  1. Holly and Paul run around New York and giggle and kiss in the elevator (the promise of love)
  2. Holly gets scared and decides to marry someone else (the pain of loss)
  3. Holly and Paul have an argument and get together and kiss in the rain (the joy of redemption)

You might say “What about Titanic?” but I would say that’s not a romance story. It’s a a historical drama or a tragedy with a romantic subplot. The romance part is really only in the first half - the rest (over an hour; not a small part) is about the boat sinking. And you know what? The first half - the romance part - follows those three steps:

  1. Rose almost jumps and Jack saves her (the promise of love)
  2. Rose says they can’t be together; Jack tries to convince her otherwise, but she leaves (the pain of loss)
  3. Rose says she changed her mind and they kiss (the joy of redemption)

If Titanic was a purely romantic story (with a happy ending, since obviously BBC Sherlock will have a happy ending), the movie would’ve ended quite soon after they got together.

You might be saying “In several of those romance stories, the two leads kissed before the joy of redemption/the end, so John and Sherlock will, too.” But then you’ve missed where we are currently in their romantic story arc. A romance story has three steps, remember:

  1. the promise of love
  2. the pain of loss
  3. the joy of redemption

There can either be:

  • a kiss in steps #1 and #3 
  • a kiss only in step #3.

We’ve already passed step #1 (TSoT) without a kiss, so that means just in step #3. You can’t have a kiss in step #2. There’s no kiss in the pain of loss - they’re losing each other. That’s the sad part where they’re not together. Clearly they’re not going to kiss then. None of those examples have a kiss in step #2. I actually can’t think of a story where there’s a kiss in step #2 - and certainly not the first kiss.

(Remember, I’m defining canon Johnlock as the first kiss. That will occur in the joy of redemption, halfway through 5x3. There will be a love confession in step #2 – the pain of loss. Like in P&P, the love confession won’t get them together. It won’t cause the joy of redemption. I should also probably clarify that when I say “the end” or “the joy of redemption happens at the end” or they will kiss at the end,” I mean in the last episode, not literally in the last fifteen seconds. I think they’ll kiss about halfway through 5x3.)

It’s true that most romance stories have a kiss before 20+ hours in. That’s because this is a homosexual romance. They’re going really slow burn. That’s the point of “Softly, softly”: to make uncomfortable heteronormative viewers more comfortable. It may be unfair that it will take so long because it’s a homosexual romance, but they’re trying to create change. Change is slow. And without going this slowly, heteronormative viewers would just dismiss the story and it would not be a “landmark moment” and change would not be effected:

BBC LGB research indicates that in their dramas specifically, LGB “watercooler moments” must be given “sufficient depth and time to unfold.”

Let’s look at some more examples of romance stories:

1) Ron and Hermione: This is an excellent parallel because it’s another story where the two characters were “just friends” and took seven books of slow burn to get together. In HP, Ron and Hermione took forever to get together because they were kids for most of it. In BBC Sherlock, John and Sherlock will take forever because to get together because Mofftisson are doing “Softly, softly” (more on that in part two). Either way, even though everyone knew that Ron and Hermione were in love and going to end up together, they didn’t kiss until the very end.

2) Beauty and the Beast:

  1. “I think there might be something there” song (the promise of love)
  2. Beauty leaves the Beast to go back to the town (the pain of loss)
  3. Beauty comes back and saves the Beast’s life with true love’s first kiss (the joy of redemption)

This is an excellent parallel because a) it’s literally the same story in every way, and b) Beauty and the Beast saved the day via the Power of True Love - True Love’s First Kiss saved the Beast’s life and made him human again. BBC Sherlock literally is a fairytale, too. (Yes, it really is. Every fairytale needs a good old fashioned villain. They couldn’t make this clearer if they tried. Yes, this story really is that unabashedly romantic that it’s a fairytale.) John and Sherlock are going to defeat Jim via the Power of True Love. Jim has set it up that way. I’m really not exaggerating when I say that True Love’s First Kiss is going to defeat Jim. The fact that this is a fairytale should, in itself, be a pretty big clue they’re not going to kiss until the end because True Love’s First Kiss always saves the day in fairytales.

There are actually a lot more reasons why I think their first kiss will be in 5x3: I talk about it here in relation to Jim and here in relation to the narrative arc.

2) Do I think it’s a cop-out not to have them kiss until 5x3?

Short version: No.

If this was an episodic story (the same thing happened in every episode and you could watch them out of order and there’s little character development and there wasn’t a set end-point, like ACD), then yes, it would be a cop-out. Because then it would just be tacked haphazardly on the end.

Since it’s not an episodic story, then no, it’s not a cop-out. If you think it’s a cop-out to have them not kiss until 5x3, then (and this is only my opinion, of course) you don’t understand the story arc - which I talked about in part one. If you think they’ll kiss before 5x3, you’re probably still thinking of this as a detective show, not a romance. A romance whose main character is a detective has a different story arc than a detective show whose main character falls in love. A detective show whose main character falls in love might have the first kiss at pretty much any time in the series because the romantic arc (the promise of love, the pain of loss, the joy of redemption) would not be the main story arc. A romance subplot still follows the three step arc, but it’s just a section of the whole story. Ergo, the joy of redemption doesn’t have to be at the end of the whole story. It is, however, still at the end of the romantic arc. If you want them to get together in S4, that means you want the romantic arc to end in S4. That’s never going to happen because the whole show is the romantic arc. It can’t end until the end of the show. Wanting them to get together in S4 also means you don’t want there to be any more character development after S4 because, remember, the joy redemption is the pay-off for all the character development. That’s never going to happen, either, and it’d be a pretty bad story if it did.

(I should probably clarify that when I say “the end” or “the joy of redemption happens at the end” or “they will kiss at the end,” I mean in the last episode, not literally in the last fifteen seconds. I think they’ll kiss about halfway through 5x3.)

The promise of love, the pain of loss, the joy of redemption is the main story arc in BBC Sherlock. They’ve done the promise of love (TSoT) without a kiss; there’s not another opportunity for a kiss until the joy of redemption, which is by definition at the end. There’s no kiss in the pain of loss - they’re losing each other. That’s the sad part where they’re not together.

TJLC means Mofftisson have been planning Johnlock the whole time. They’ve had the story arc the whole time. Therefore, I think a kiss earlier than 5x3 would be a cop-out: selling out their story arc to make a huge headline earlier.

“Softly, softly” is the whole point. I know that people are arguing the flip: that showing a season of them together would normalize their relationship, which is true. But that’s not what they’re doing. Mofftisson making it clear before they kiss that they’re in love so that uncomfortable heterosexuals have a chance to adjust beforehand. For the vast majority of viewers, Johnlock in the season four finale would not be “softly, softly.” Johnlock in season four would basically come out of nowhere for them. It would feel like a total narrative direction 180. They think John is happily married and Sherlock really is a sociopath, and so - even besides any reservations about viewing a queer relationship - it just wouldn’t make sense to them.

Obviously, there’s no way to convince everyone, but there are a good number of people who wouldn’t be against it but are just uneducated and don’t notice it: those people can be convinced. But not if it comes as - what they feel is - a surprise. “Softly, softly” means that viewers will figure out Johnlock for themselves before it becomes canon (at least subconsciously). So when it happens, they’re like “Oh, yeah. That makes sense,” and then they support it. That’s how you convince people of things: make them think it was their idea.

Mofftisson really can’t do both (normalize their relationship with a season of domesticity and go slow enough to let uncomfortable heterosexuals ease into Johnlock). They’ve clearly chosen slow burn.

Yes, most heterosexual romances have a kiss/sex in step #1 – the promise of love. The ones that don’t generally a) are set in a time when it was not socially acceptable (P&P), b) have children as characters (Ron and Hermione), or c) are fairytales (Beauty and the Beast). This story did not have a kiss in step #1 because of “Softly, softly.” The point of “Softly, softly” is to ease uncomfortable heterosexual viewers into accepting homosexual relationships between main characters. A kiss in step #1 would’ve basically been “springing it on them.” (Yes, they should see it. They don’t. That’s why this show was commissioned and written the way it is.)

I’ve just been saying that there can’t be a kiss before 5x3 because this is a homosexual relationship; now I’m saying that doesn’t matter. At this point in the romantic arc, no heterosexual romance would have a kiss before 5x3, either. There is never a kiss in step #2 (the pain of loss). Sometimes in step #1 (the promise of love) and always in step #3 (the joy of redemption). We have already passed by step #1 without a kiss; there is never a kiss in step #2; we will have a kiss in step #3. Mofftisson had the option to put a kiss in step #1; they didn’t because of “Softly, softly.” They can’t put a kiss in step #2. They will put a kiss in step #3. (And it will be worth the wait. I also think we’ll see them in bed together in the morning if you’re looking for more physical demonstrations.)

3) It literally doesn’t matter if I think not having them kiss until 5x3 is a cop-out.

I’m predicting, not offering opinions on whether or not like I like what Mofftisson are doing. I make it a priority to keep my likes/dislikes out of it.

Shipping Johnlock is not the same as TJLC. You can think that Sherlock and John would make a great couple and still not think it will ever happen on the show. Conversely, you can think that Sherlock and John would make a lame couple and still think it will happen. This is true of all predictions: Mary, the baby, Jim, Mycroft, etc.

I see this all the time: people saying things like “Well, I’m not sure if I want Moriarty to be back” or “I’m not sure I want the baby to die.” It doesn’t matter if you want it to happen or not. That has no effect on whether or not it’s likely. You can even come up with (good) reasons why you don’t like things or want things to happen a certain way, but if those aren’t the reason Mofftisson are using, it doesn’t matter. For example, I’ve heard people say “I don’t feel morally comfortable with Sherlock shooting CAM.” That’s fine, but it has literally zero bearing on anything. It doesn’t matter if you have these same morals in your real life, a story defines for itself what is “good” and “bad” and Sherlock shooting CAM was “good.”

You can wish there would’ve been a kiss in step #1, but that would not have been “Softly, softly.” You can dislike the practice of “Softly, softly” and think that it’s not a good way to show a queer romance. But Mofftisson are still using “Softly, softly” as a guide, so it doesn’t really matter if you like it or not.

Predictions, not opinions.

You can say, “I think the best way to normalize a homosexual relationship would be have a season of domesticity,” but that has no effect on whether or not Mofftisson think that’s the best way to tell their story or if they think that’s the best way to normalize a homosexual relationship. They may agree with you; they may not. The only way to predict what they will do is to see what they’ve already done in the show. Given what they have already done in the show, my conclusion is that Sherlock will tell John he loves him in 4x3, but they won’t kiss or be “proven officially together” until 5x3.

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anonymous asked:

Could you google the article "Why You Shouldn't Hate Straight White Men" and tell me your thoughts on it? It's on wordpress and the blog's name is thequietvoice18. One of my close friends wrote it, and I feel super uncomfortable about it because I don't agree with a lot of what he says but I can't tell if i'm just overreacting?? If you don't have time to do this it's cool, it would just be nice to hear another feminist's opinion on it.


Okay, I’m going to list my issues with this as I read. Obviously I don’t know your friend, so this isn’t about him as a person. He may be absolutely lovely, but I really don’t like this post, SO:

1. That conversation sounds fake as hell.

2. Oh good, the “I’m gay, so I feel that I can relate” justification for talking about issues that don’t affect him. Gay men are oppressed, of course, but that doesn’t mean they understand misogyny. Kind of like how I’m oppressed as a woman but don’t have first-hand experience with racism. Ugh. Plus he doesn’t elaborate on this topic or use his experience as a model for comparison, so why include it at all?

3. I strongly suspect that this person does not know what a radical feminist is and is instead using the term as a pejorative. Which, for the record, is really goddamn irritating.

4. Why does the “all men” hyperlink go to an excerpt from an article about the problem with rape jokes? The excerpt isn’t addressed to “all men”; it literally opens with “To all those who don’t think the rape joke was a problem, or rape jokes are a problem.” Which, you know, doesn’t describe all men.

5. Also, way to ignore the fact that the Huffpost Guide to Rape Culture article was written by a dude trying to help his fellow dudes. Oh, and you know why these articles exist? Because people believe that men don’t have to be “complicit in rape culture.” That they can change. Which is a pretty optimistic view, yes?

6. Not everything people do has to “contribute to equality.” Catharsis is actually a perfectly valid reason to do something, so long as you’re not hurting others in the process. And before someone jumps in with, “but that’s the point, hating men does hurt them,” I have two objections: First, that wariness/fear of men is often misconstrued as hate, and second, that women who are averse to men tend to avoid them. Like yeah, okay, if you loathe men with the core of your being and then give birth to a son that’s probably not going to go well, but avoiding men because you’ve had bad experiences with them doesn’t really harm anyone. And that’s usually what “hate” means in this context.

7. Which brings me to another problem: The post is too abstract. Some feminists hate men and are mean to them, yada yada yada, I’m not going to provide any examples or evidence and you just have to take my word for it because whatever. I’M SO SICK OF THIS. Like I can almost guarantee that the “man-hating” he’s talking about is just women expressing frustration and using hyperbolic language that doesn’t reflect their actual opinions. That’s something people do all the time, in all kinds of situations, but when it comes to feminism it’s always evidence of man-hating. If I say, “fuck I hate this town” after popping yet another bike tube on those damn cactus-lookin things all over the roads people know I don’t actually hate The Biggest Little City in the World, but if I say “I hate men” when complaining about the guy who crept behind me in his car for three blocks then suddenly I’m a big evil man-hater ROAR.

8. We should be nice to privileged people and open space for discussion, blah blah blah. Yeah, except we know that avoiding confrontation and trying to placate privileged people often lets them believe that they’re the exception to the rule, that none of this inequality is their fault. Of course civil discussion is important, but we have spaces for that already, and no one is obligated to open new ones. And maybe we could, you know, make demands of privileged people? Because while many resist those demands, not all of them do, and they’re usually the ones who need to change. Get your priorities straight, Duder.

9. No shit gender roles “hurt men too,” but this is not a “both sides have it equally bad” situation, and even implying that is either disingenuous as hell or indicative of a fundamental misunderstanding of privilege.

10. I don’t hate Jessica Valenti, but there are so many other books he could have recommended. Something tells me this person’s feminist education is less than extensive.

11. I love this line: “Agree or disagree that we should try to understand each other instead of just calling each other out?” He’s framed the question in such a way that no one would flat-out disagree, but his actual argument is flawed as hell.

12. Also rolling my eyes hard at “understand each other.” I’m just gonna link a relevant post I did for my side blog.

13. Oh hey, can I just point out that nothing in this post explains why we shouldn’t hate straight white men? It’s an argument for acting nice, but you can totally be nice to people you hate. Like one time I told Obnoxious Poetry Girl that her hairstyle was cute, but I still can’t stand her.

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I’m a 19 year old Australian girl. In Australia primary school starts in kindy (kindergarten) and ends in year 6, high school starts in year 7 and ends in year 12 in September. Also I can’t think of a single school in Aus off the top of my head that doesn’t have it’s own uniform.
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Okay so this story starts in the beginning of high school in year 7. I live near a large city and go to a school that accepts people from all over. I attended a large primary school so it wasn’t any surprise a large amount of the kids I went to school with also came to the same high school. There were a few “get to know each other” type days in the first week and it wasn’t so bad. I’m a shy person so I didn’t make a lot of new friends but no one was a bully or anything. It was probably the second last day of that first week that I met her

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So how about a little OOC Deaf!Laura who normally has this super confidence when it come to talking to hot girls, but first day of her second year psychology class she sees Carmilla. Majorly attractive, but is very broody (obviously) but when Laura goes to talk to her one day but for some reason can't. So she starts passing notes to Carm in class one day, but neglects to tell her she's deaf. Poorly explained, but I'm hopping you get my general idea :)

There is one major advantage, and one only, to being deaf: immunity. 

If you get rejected, you can blame it on the deafness. That’s easy. It also means you’ve got nothing to lose since you go into every conversation with as girl as the underdog. It has worked…surprisingly well in your favor. You go on a lot of first dates. 

This psychology class you’re taking is boring. The professor doesn’t even lecture so you can zone out and get the notes later. First day of class, he walks in and tells you all to take out your books. 

You lean your chin on your hand. You need the credits, and this class was the only one that fit in your schedule. You’ll read the chapter later. 

Everyone around you is working. All except one girl. She’s sitting one seat in front and to your right, looking out the window. She’s also the hottest girl you’ve ever seen. 

Okay, how you going to do this? Note. Pass a note. You brought index cards and you scribble a message onto one. 

So, do you find this material as boring as I do? 

You tap her on the shoulder. Mystery girl turns to look at you suspiciously. She looks at your note, then grabs it from you. 

She writes something and hands it back. 

I find the textbook really lacking as far as how deeply it goes into the concepts. I’m half convinced that these are supposed to be for high school. 

You look at her and nod in agreement–even though you totally don’t care. She says something to you that you can’t lip read. You shrug and look back at the textbook until you feel something hit your head and fall on the desk. A balled up piece of paper that you unfold. 

Ooh, playing hard to get, are we? And here I was thinking a pretty girl passing me a note would be interesting. 

You grin, passing her another card. 

That depends, is this just an ego boost or are you interested in seeing this pretty girl outside of class? 

Okay, you’re kind of proud of yourself for that one. 

Coffee at the on-campus Starbucks after class doesn’t sound bad. 

You write yes in huge letters. You need a separate index card for the S. 

Her eyes sort of crinkle and she covers her mouth like she’s trying not to laugh. 


And she’s a philosophy major, Betty, and she rides a motorcycle. Not to mention she is gorgeous.” You say, slipping off your shirt and changing into your pajamas. You turn to face Betty. 

“Laura, you’ve gone on, like, ten dates with girls and never talked to them again,” Betty says as you read her lips, “So, sorry if I don’t act all excited.” 

“This one is different, Betty. She is amazing. We had a whole discussion on feminism, and then she punched a Zeta who catcalled her when we started walking away.”

Betty rolls her eyes. 

“…Would it help that we’re going out again?” 

“Oooh, a second date.” Betty flips off the lights, turns on a lamp, sits on the bed and says something else. 

“It’s hard to read your lips when the light is this dim, Betts, can you sign for me?” 

For all of Betty’s irresponsibility, she actually went to the effort of learning to sign for you. Even if she isn’t great at it yet. 


Carmilla. Isn’t that a great name? It’s so exotic!” 

Where you going? 

For a date? We’re going to watch a band.” 

Betty frowns. 

Weird plan for deaf date. 

Your eyes widen. “Er…yeah…I kind of didn’t…mention…that.” 

She stares at you for a moment, her jaw going slack, before Betty falls on her back on the bed in hysterical laughter. 

“Hey, stop laughing! It just never came up, okay? We were facing each other when we were talking in the coffee shop, and once we started talking there wasn’t a place where it fit naturally in conversation, and just…she is really cool, okay? I’ve never been on a date with a girl who didn’t know I was deaf. It was refreshingly non-awkward. Even you were uncomfortable for a few weeks–” 

But you don’t stop talking, Betty signs once she calms down. You have to tell her. 

Maybe not?” 

Betty glares at you. 

“…Okay. Maybe I do. But can it wait? Like, a couple of weeks? Or once we’re married and she can’t back out? I bet I can keep it up for that long–” 

Betty doesn’t know how to sign it, so she mimes ripping off a bandaid. 

“Fine, you’re right. I’ll get it over with.” 


The band is something called ‘The Scream Queens’, which sounds like the type of band you’d rather be deaf than hear, anyway. 

A crowd of students is already milling around in the lounge. You spot Carmilla, and she waves, mouthing your name. 

“Hey, Carmilla,” you say, grinning a waving a hand. Carmilla smiles and gives you a quick hug, and you breathe in the smell of her leather jacket. 

She pulls back. “Hey, Laura. Ready?” 

“Absolutely. Bring on the music.” 

“Cool. There’s still a seat on that couch over there.” 

You look at her as you both walk. “Is it me, or does their name make them sound really unnappealing?” Carmilla continues. “But I’ve heard a lot of good things about them. Apparently they have great lyrics or something.” 

The irony of saying this to you is, of course, lost on her. You both sit and Carmilla tilts her head to the side. 

“…You know what really struck me when we met after class yesterday?” 

“No. What?” 

“You love making eye contact.” 

You can feel yourself start sweating. “Oh. Is that weird?” 

“Don’t get me wrong, I love that about you. So many people have such tiny attention spans in our generation, don’t you think? You always look so interested. I find it refreshing.” 

She is making it so hard to say anything now. “Carmilla–” 

“Oh, hey, the band is starting.” 

Carmilla lays an arm on the back of the seat, which happens to be over your shoulders. She looks at you and flashes a smile before looking back at the stage. 

Maybe you can wait a little longer–


The lead singer is screaming something into the microphone as the drummer pounded on the symbols and the guitarist was on his knees with his fingers flying across the strings. The lights dim until the room is in pitch black except for the band being lighted from underneath. 

Oh no. Now you can’t read Carmilla’s lips. 

Better to come clean than have her find out. 

“Carmilla, there is something I need to tell you.” You say. 

Carmilla doesn’t even look at you. 

Okay, is the music really that loud? “Carmilla!” You say, louder this time. 

She still doesn’t hear you. She has her hand up in the devil’s horn sign and she looks really into the song. 

“CARMILLA.” You lean in and get in her face. “Listen, Carmilla–” 

She has a very different idea of what you were trying to do.

 Carmilla (who had before this only seemed mildly interested in you) grins and pulls you in for a very non-PG kiss. Maybe it’s all the adrenaline from the heavy metal music the band is playing. 

In your defense, she is really hot. And you were going to tell her, you really were. You don’t even realize until the lights come back on that you’ve been making out with Carmilla for 90% of the concert. 

“…Well, that was fun,” Carmilla says, running a hand through her hair and giving you a lopsided grin. 

“Wow. Wow. Like, super wow.” 

Carmilla laughs. “Glad you enjoyed the…show.” 

“Yeah. The show. I really enjoyed the show.” 

Carmilla gets up and takes your hand. “The night doesn’t need to end here, you know.” 

You take her hand and follow her out. “Where are we going?” 

Carmilla looks back at you and grins. “You’ll see, Cupcake.” 

You need to tell her. She is fantastic and punk and covered in leather and a great kisser and she deserves someone who can appreciate what you imagine is an incredibly sexy voice to match her looks. You yank her hand away. 

“Carmilla, I’m deaf!” You exclaim. 

Carmilla face contorts in confusion. “Wait, what?” 

I’m deaf! As in, I can’t hear. At all. But I’ve learned how to live with it and a lot of people can’t tell right away…like you, for instance. I’m so sorry, but I had such a great time yesterday and tonight, still wow, and it didn’t come up and I actually really like you and I was afraid if I told you it would turn you off–” 

“Whoa, whoa. First of all, how are we talking then?” 

“I can read lips really well.” 

“So the eye contact was just you trying to keep up the masquerade.” 

“I swear, yesterday I didn’t even think about it until the very end! So I’ve only been actively deceiving you the majority of the past two days, not for all of it. Look…you’re really pretty, okay?” 

Carmilla frowns at you for a moment, then shakes her head. “Well, this is an interesting thing to learn about my date.” 

“Like I said, I’m sorry. I totally understand if you want to walk away. I can find my way home from here.” 

Carmilla turns away from you. She crosses her arms. Her shoulders raise and lower like she’s sighing. 

Then she turns back around and takes your hand again. 


She looks you in the eyes. “I am pissed, not going to lie. But if I can go on two dates with you without even realizing you’re deaf, it shouldn’t be a reason not to date you.” 

“…Lying, though?” 

That,” Carmilla answers, “Means that I won’t be taking you back to my place like I originally planned. But I do know this nice hill for stargazing. We can talk.” 

You won’t be able to read her lips once it gets dark, but you’ll figure that out later. Besides, looking at Carmilla under the stars will be enough. 

anonymous asked:

What do you mean when you say that some aspects of percabeth bothers you? I still ship them a lot, but i've felt sort of the same thing after rereading the series and can't quite put my finger on it. (but don't feel pressured to answer if it makes you uncomfortable) :)

it’s fine anon, i’ve resisted getting into specifics because i didn’t want to spark confrontation or make anyone else upset, but if you’re curious it’s fine, part of me does really want to get it out and i hope it helps you if you’re feeling the same way?

just… don’t hate read this, okay? it’s fine if you want to weigh in constructively or offer something that maybe i’m not picking up on. i’d appreciate that, actually. but i don’t feel like being argued with and definitely don’t want to be yelled at.

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