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Ask Me Stuff 😉
  1. Full name
  2. Zodiac sign
  3. 3 Fears Spiders
  4. 3 things I love
  5. 4 turns ons
  6. 4 turns offs 
  7. My best friend 
  8. Sexual orientation
  9. My best first date
  10. How tall am I
  11. What do I miss

  12. What time were I born

  13. Favourite colour Black

  14. Do I have a crush

  15. Favourite quote

  16. Favourite place

  17. Favourite food

  18. Do I use sarcasm

  19. What am I listening to right now

  20. First thing I notice in new person

  21. Shoe size

  22. Eye colour

  23. Hair colour

  24. Favourite style of clothing

  25. Ever done a prank call?

  26. What colour of underwear I’m wearing now?

  27. Meaning behind my URL

  28. Favourite movie

  29. Favourite song

  30. Favourite band

  31. How I feel right now

  32. Someone I love

  33. My current relationship status

  34. My relationship with my parents

  35. Favourite holiday

  36. Tattoos and piercings?

  37. Tattoos and piercing i want

  38. The reason I joined Tumblr

  39. Do I and my last ex hate each other?

  40. Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

  41. Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

  42. When did I last hold hands?

  43. How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

  44. Have I shaved your legs in the past three days?

  45. Where am I right now?

  46. If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

  47. Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

  48. Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

  49. Am I excited for anything?

  50. Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

  51. How often do I wear a fake smile?

  52. When was the last time I hugged someone?

  53. What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

  54. Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

  55. What is something I disliked about today?

  56. If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

  57. What do I think about most?

  58. What’s my strangest talent?

  59. Do I have any strange phobias?

  60. Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
  61. What was the last lie I told?

  62. Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

  63. Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

  64. Do I believe in magic?
  65. Do I believe in luck?

  66. What’s the weather like right now?

  67. What was the last book I’ve read?

  68. Do I like the smell of gasoline?

  69. Do I have any nicknames?

  70. What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

  71. Do I spend money or save it?

  72. Can I touch my nose with a tongue?

  73. Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

  74. Favourite animal?

  75. What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

  76. What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

  77. What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

  78. How can you win my heart?

  79. What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

  80. What is my favourite word

  81. My top 5 blogs on tumblr

  82. If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

  83. Do I have any relatives in jail?

  84. I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

  85. What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

  86. What is my current desktop picture?

  87. Had sex?

  88. Bought condoms?

  89. Gotten pregnant?

  90. Failed a class?

  91. Kissed a boy?

  92. Kissed a girl?

  93. Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

  94. Had job?

  95. Left the house without my wallet?

  96. Bullied someone on the internet?

  97. Had sex in public?

  98. Played on a sports team?

  99. Smoked weed?

  100. Did drugs?

  101. Smoked cigarettes?

  102. Drank alcohol?

  103. Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

  104. Been overweight?

  105. Been underweight?

  106. Been to a wedding?

  107. Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

  108. Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

  109. Been outside my home country?

  110. Gotten my heart broken?

  111. Been to a professional sports game?

  112. Broken a bone?

  113. Cut myself?

  114. Been to prom?

  115. Been in airplane?

  116. Fly by helicopter?

  117. What concerts have I been to?

  118. Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

  119. Learned another language?

  120. Wore make up?

  121. Lost my virginity before I was 18?

  122.  Had oral sex?

  123. Dyed my hair?

  124. Voted in a presidential election?

  125. Rode in an ambulance?

  126. Had a surgery?

  127. Met someone famous?

  128. Stalked someone on a social network?

  129. Peed outside?

  130. Been fishing?

  131. Helped with charity?

  132. Been rejected by a crush?

  133. Broken a mirror?

  134. What do I want for birthday?

  135. How many kids do I want and what will be their names?

  136. Was I named after anyone?

  137. Do I like my handwriting?

  138. What was my favourite toy as a child? 
  139. Favourite Tv Show?

  140. Where do I want to live when older?

  141. Play any musical instrument?

  142. One of my scars, how did I get it?

  143. Favourite pizza toping?

  144. Am I afraid of the dark?

  145. Am I afraid of heights?

  146. Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

  147. Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
  148. What I’m really bad at

  149. What my greatest achievements are

  150. The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

  151. What I’d do if I won in a lottery

  152. What do I like about myself

  153. My closest Tumblr friend

  154. Something I fantasise about my ex
Pssst you......stop scrolling!

I’m bored! Send me a number and I’ll answer honestly! 

  • 1:Full name.
  • 2:Zodiac sign.
  • 3:3 fears.
  • 4:3 things I love.
  • 5:4 turn on’s.
  • 6:4 turn off’s.
  • 7:My best friend?
  • 8:Sexual orientation?
  • 9:My best first date?
  • 10:How tall am I?
  • 11:What do I miss?
  • 12:What time was I born?
  • 13:Favorite color?
  • 14:Do I have a crush?
  • 15:Favorite quote?
  • 16:Favorite place?
  • 17:Favorite food?
  • 18:Do I use sarcasm?
  • 19:What am I listening to right now?
  • 20:First thing I notice in new person?
  • 21:Shoe size?
  • 22:Eye color?
  • 23:Hair color? 24: Favorite style of clothing?
  • 25:Ever done a prank call?
  • 26:What color of underwear I’m wearing now?
  • 27:Meaning behind my URL?
  • 28:Favorite movie?
  • 29:Favorite song?
  • 30:Favorite band?
  • 31:How I feel right now?
  • 32:Someone I love.
  • 33:My current relationship status.
  • 34:My relationship with my parents.
  • 35:Favorite holiday.
  • 36:Tattoos and piercing I have.
  • 37:Tattoos and piercing I want.
  • 38:The reason I joined Tumblr.
  • 39:Do I and my last ex hate each other?
  • 40:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night” texts?
  • 41:Have I ever kissed the last person I texted?
  • 42:When did I last hold hands?
  • 43:How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
  • 44:Have I shaved my legs in the past three days? 45: Where am I right now?
  • 46:If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
  • 47:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
  • 48:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
  • 49:Am I excited for anything?
  • 50:Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
  • 51:How often do I wear a fake smile?
  • 52:When was the last time I hugged someone?
  • 53:What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?
  • 54:Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
  • 55:What is something I disliked about today?
  • 56:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
  • 57:What do I think about most?
  • 58:What’s my strangest talent?
  • 59:Do I have any strange phobias?
  • 60:Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
  • 61:What was the last lie I told?
  • 62:Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
  • 63:Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
  • 64:Do I believe in magic?
  • 65:Do I believe in luck?
  • 66:What’s the weather like right now?
  • 67:What was the last book I’ve read?
  • 68:Do I like the smell of gasoline?
  • 69:Do I have any nicknames?
  • 70:What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
  • 71:Do I spend money or save it?
  • 72:Can I touch my nose with a tongue? 73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?
  • 74:Favorite animal?
  • 75:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
  • 76:What do I think Satan’s last name is?
  • 77:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
  • 78:How can you win my heart? 79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
  • 80:What is my favorite word?
  • 81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr?
  • 82:If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?
  • 83:Do I have any relatives in jail?
  • 84:I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?
  • 85:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
  • 86:What is my current desktop picture?
  • 87:Had sex?
  • 88:Bought condoms?
  • 89:Gotten pregnant?
  • 90:Failed a class?
  • 91:Kissed a boy?
  • 92:Kissed a girl?
  • 93:Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
  • 94:Had job?
  • 95:Left the house without my wallet?
  • 96:Bullied someone on the Internet?
  • 97:Had sex in public?
  • 98:Played on a sports team?
  • 99:Smoked weed?
  • 100:Did drugs?
  • 101:Smoked cigarettes?
  • 102:Drank alcohol?
  • 103:Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
  • 104:Been overweight?
  • 105:Been underweight?
  • 106:Been to a wedding?
  • 107:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
  • 108:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
  • 109:Been outside my home country?
  • 110:Gotten my heart broken?
  • 111:Been to a professional sports game?
  • 112:Broken a bone?
  • 113:Cut myself?
  • 114:Been to prom?
  • 115:Been in airplane? 116: Fly by helicopter?
  • 117:What concerts have I been to?
  • 118:Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
  • 119:Learned another language?
  • 120:Wore make up?
  • 121:Lost my virginity before I was 18?
  • 122:Had oral sex?
  • 123:Dyed my hair?
  • 124:Voted in a presidential election?
  • 125:Rode in an ambulance?
  • 126:Had a surgery?
  • 127:Met someone famous?
  • 128:Stalked someone on a social network?
  • 129:Peed outside?
  • 130:Been fishing?
  • 131:Helped with charity?
  • 132:Been rejected by a crush?
  • 133:Broken a mirror?
  • 134:What do I want for birthday?
  • 135:How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
  • 136:Was I named after anyone?
  • 137:Do I like my handwriting?
  • 138:What was my favorite toy as a child?
  • 139:Favorite TV Show?
  • 140:Where do I want to live when older?
  • 141:Play any musical instrument?
  • 142:One of my scars, how did I get it?
  • 143:Favorite pizza topping?
  • 144:Am I afraid of the dark?
  • 145:Am I afraid of heights?
  • 146:Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
  • 147:Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
  • 148:What I’m really bad at.
  • 149:What my greatest achievements are.
  • 150:The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me.
  • 151:What I’d do if I won in a lottery.
  • 152:What do I like about myself?
  • 153:My closest Tumblr friend.
  • 154:Something I fantasies about.
  • 155:Any question you’d like

GO GO GO!

Send me numbers please

Send me some numbers yo, I’ll answer them all.

Please, I’m extremely bored. :)

  • 1:Name
  • 2:Age
  • 3:3 Fears
  • 4:3 things I love
  • 5:4 turn ons
  • 6:4 turn offs
  • 7:My best friend
  • 8:Sexual orientation
  • 9:My best first date
  • 10:How tall am I?
  • 11:What/Who do I miss?
  • 12:What time was I born?
  • 13:Favourite color
  • 14:Do I have a crush?
  • 15:Favourite quote
  • 16:Favourite place
  • 17:Favourite food
  • 18:Do I use sarcasm?
  • 19:What am I listening to right now?
  • 20:First thing I notice in a new person
  • 21:Shoe size
  • 22:Eye color
  • 23:Hair color
  • 24:Favourite style of clothing
  • 25:Ever done a prank call?
  • 27:Meaning behind my URL
  • 28:Favourite movie
  • 29:Favourite song
  • 30:Favourite band
  • 31:How I feel right now
  • 32:Someone I love
  • 33:My current relationship status
  • 34:My relationship with my parents
  • 35:Favourite holiday
  • 36:Tattoos and piercings i have
  • 37:Tattoos and piercings i want
  • 38:The reason I joined Tumblr
  • 39:Do I and my last ex hate each other?
  • 40:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?
  • 41:Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?
  • 42:When did I last hold hands?
  • 43:How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
  • 44:Have you shaved your legs in the past three days?
  • 45:Where am I right now?
  • 46:If I were drunk and can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
  • 47:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
  • 48:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
  • 49:Am I excited for anything?
  • 50:Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
  • 51:How often do I wear a fake smile?
  • 52:When was the last time I hugged someone?
  • 53:What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?
  • 54:Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
  • 55:What is something I disliked about today?
  • 56:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
  • 57:What do I think about most?
  • 58:What’s my strangest talent?
  • 59:Do I have any strange phobias?
  • 60:Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
  • 61:What was the last lie I told?
  • 62:Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
  • 63:Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
  • 64:Do I believe in magic?
  • 65:Do I believe in luck?
  • 66:What’s the weather like right now?
  • 67:What was the last book I’ve read?
  • 68:Do I like the smell of gasoline?
  • 69:Do I have any nicknames?
  • 70:What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
  • 71:Do I spend money or save it?
  • 72:Can I touch my nose with a tongue?
  • 73:Is there anything pink within 10 ft from me?
  • 74:Favourite animal?
  • 75:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
  • 76:What do I think is Satan’s last name is?
  • 77:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
  • 78:How can you win my heart?
  • 79:What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
  • 80:What is my favorite word?
  • 81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr
  • 82:If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?
  • 83:Do I have any relatives in jail?
  • 84:What superpower would I have?
  • 85:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
  • 86:What is my current desktop picture?
  • 87:Had sex?
  • 88:Bought condoms?
  • 89:Gotten pregnant?
  • 90:Failed a class?
  • 91:Kissed a boy?
  • 92:Kissed a girl?
  • 93:Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
  • 94:Had job?
  • 95:Left the house without my wallet?
  • 96:Bullied someone on the internet?
  • 97:Had sex in public?
  • 98:Played on a sports team?
  • 99:Smoked weed?
  • 100:Did drugs?
  • 101:Smoked cigarettes?
  • 102:Drank alcohol?
  • 103:Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
  • 104:Been overweight?
  • 105:Been underweight?
  • 106:Been to a wedding?
  • 107:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
  • 108:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
  • 109:Been outside my home country?
  • 110:Gotten my heart broken?
  • 111:Been to a professional sports game?
  • 112:Broken a bone?
  • 113:Cut myself?
  • 114:Been to prom?
  • 115:Been in airplane?
  • 116:Fly by helicopter?
  • 117:What concerts have I been to?
  • 118:Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
  • 119:Learned another language?
  • 120:Wore make up?
  • 121:Lost my virginity before I was 18?
  • 122:Had oral sex?
  • 123:Dyed my hair?
  • 124:Voted in a presidential election?
  • 125:Rode in an ambulance?
  • 126:Had a surgery?
  • 127:Met someone famous?
  • 128:Stalked someone on a social network?
  • 129:Peed outside?
  • 130:Been fishing?
  • 131:Helped with charity?
  • 132:Been rejected by a crush?
  • 133:Broken a mirror?
  • 134:What do I want for birthday?
  • 135:How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
  • 136:Was I named after anyone?
  • 137:Do I like my handwriting?
  • 138:What was my favourite toy as a child?
  • 139:Favourite Tv Show?
  • 140:Where do I want to live when older?
  • 141:Play any musical instrument?
  • 142:One of my scars, how did I get it?
  • 143:Favourite pizza toping?
  • 144:Am I afraid of the dark?
  • 145:Am I afraid of heights?
  • 146:Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
  • 147:Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
  • 148:What I’m really bad at
  • 149:What my greatest achievements are
  • 150:What I’d do if I won the lottery

anonymous asked:

Alright so this is a question I ask mostly for selfish reasons so I totally understand if you dont answer it. Also it's a hella personal question. That said. I just finished listening to that thing from P4A (AMAZING and I can't wait for more), and I also just noticed your last post... Are you bi? I ask because I am but I'm not fully out and I'm in a long-term hetero relationship and feeling like I'm a fraud.

Am I sometimes attracted to dudes? Sure. But I’m not sure I would claim the label because I don’t think I’m effected by the same frustrations and difficulties as out bisexual people. Even before I was in a long-ass-term committed relationship, I was straight enough (and society either confused or upset by bisexuality enough) that I didn’t hook up with dudes. 

I think that would have been a really confusing thing for me to confront when I was coming of age in the 90s (not having much experience with bisexual people (especially out bi men.)) I don’t really regret this because, honestly, my sexuality and sexual expression aren’t a huge part of my identity. That’s just me though.

So I think it’s an interesting question, but don’t feel like a fraud. Your sexuality is yours to do what you want with. It’s up to you how you express it and how you share it. 

Ink my Skin

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Teens and Up
Summary: Steve wants to draw on Reader’s skin and she doesn’t expect what she sees in the mirror.
Word Count: 1.5k
Genre: Fluff!
Warnings: none.

Special thank you to @punkrockhippiefromthefourties for being my beta! xx

Originally posted by baylee004

As you sat on one of the two armchairs in your bedroom, you tucked your leg under the other while your bare feet rested on the edge of the coffee table. You held your tablet in your hands with your earbuds in your ears, watching your favorite show on Netflix.

You had come back from an assignment only a few hours ago and all you wanted to do was have some time for yourself and your boyfriend, Steve. The breaks from work were rare since you had joined the Avengers a year and a half ago, but the good side was you had found a family and a loving boyfriend.

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REQUESTED - Not Enough

Request:  Heeeey, I saw you had your requests open, and I also read your Familiarity fic AND GURL KILLED IT! Well, I’m shy and this is a weird request so… Yeah. Well, I was wondering, could you do a Peter Parker X Reader with angst? Like. ANGST. STUFF THAT FIC WITH PURE TEENAGE ANGST OR SOMETHING AND THEN IT ENDS WITH SOME FLUFF? Thank you! - Anon

Pairing: Peter Parker X Plus size!Reader

Word Count: 3,440

Warning: Cursing, Self- deprication(The one thing I’m good at), some angst, Peter being a cairing, sugary FLUFF boyfriend

(A/N): Ok, this have been on my request list from before Valentine’s day, I AM SO SORRY, PERSON THAT REQUESTED THIS. I JUST HAVE THIS HUGE BLOCK WRITER AND IT’S PISSING ME OFF AAAAAAA. *inhales* Well,I’ve been wanting to write a plus size!Reader for some time, by now an I do intend on doing one, but with Bucky, so… Yeah. Hope you enjoy this and sorry for any grammar mistakes!

MASTERLIST


Originally posted by dailytomholland


“And I know that it wasn’t your fault that you had to cancel our last date, so I was thinking, would you like to pass at my place today?” When you didn’t get an answer, you mumbled, noticing that he wasn’t listening to you “Peter?”

Your heart seemed to sink in your chest when you followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at Lis. Ned frowned his brows when you stopped talking, since he was actually listening to what you were saying.

The sigh came out of you as you turned on your heels, hugging yourself when you saw he continue to walk, too focused on her to miss your heat.

“Dude!” Snapping his eyes back to an angry Ned, he looked around, finally noticing that you weren’t there anymore.

“Where is Y/N?” His best friend’s bitter chuckle made Peter frown his brows in confusion.

“She left after saying that it wasn’t your fault that you missed your last date. Oh, sorry, I mean: She left after she caught you staring that Lis and ignoring her being the best and most supportive girlfriend you’ll ever have.”

“Damn it.” Peter humbled, massaging the bridge of his nose when he got his focus back to you, hearing you sigh, and he knew that sigh. You would make it every time you were in front of the mirror, looking at your body after trying a new dress, shirt, pants, whatever clothing.

If I was skinnier.” He knew you had a problem accepting your body shape and believing that he loved it and loved you, especially after him having a “thing” with Lis, the “Hot, Amazing, Skinny, Model”, as you would refer her as.

“Seriously, Peter. You really think she doesn’t notice you twisting your neck to look at your ex? You really think that she won’t start to imagine that you’re turning her down because you’re having a thing with Lis? Do you even imagine how she must feel?”

“I don’t have a ‘thing’ with Lis! Not anymore!” Ned huffed at his answer, denying with his head and walking to his class

“Is not to me you should say that to.”

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Avoiding Same Face Syndrome:  A Guide by TheSimsDominion

Have you ever noticed that your sims are starting to look too similar even when they aren’t in the same family? So do I. I’ve noticed over the past few weeks that I tend to make my sims look the same, like these sims I have as an example:

I often tend to use the same hair for my sims. Nose shape, mouth shape, and even eyebrows have their similarities. But, I have a solution to this problem! I’ve noticed that The Genetics Challenge has come in handy for me, other than just to see what funny genetics I can come up with. I asked myself: What if I put The Genetics Challenge to good use and made completely custom sims?

The sims above are the first sims I used in making a custom sim that is out of my comfort zone. I noticed that a lot of simblrs like to use the same face shapes because that is what is comfortable for them and what fits their aesthetic. So, I decided to not only push myself out of my comfort zone, but I encourage YOU as a simblr to do the same. 

This is my second group of completely randomized sims. Of course, you don’t have to stick to every randomization that you get if it’s way too dramatic for you. I often get the huge ears that everyone dreads, so I randomize again and get other ears. I just encourage you to mainly stick to randomization, and not go off too much and fix the facial features. Of course, anything that isn’t set to genetics like hair, eyebrows, eye color (contacts), piercings, and makeup you can change. 

I decided to test this even further to see what else I could do with genetics. I used the first two sims that came up when I opened CAS. These are usually basic starter sims that you can use but don’t have to. I got two women but still used the genetics with both of them. I created a male sim this time and only changed the hair color from blonde to black.

I also created two male sims and did the same thing. I did not change anything for their child other than clothing. 

I personally enjoy creating randomized sims instead of using the basic starter sim method. I noticed that it takes longer to use the basic starter sim method because adding a sim will give me a random sim with custom content included, not a sim straight from EA. I had to save a basic starter sim, leave CAS, and then go back in in hopes I would get a new starter sim. 

If you decide you want to create a family that stems from a surrogate sperm donor, (for either lesbian couples or taking sperm from one of the fathers in a gay relationship. This is for realism if you wish to have it), just add a randomized woman or man into the family, use the genes option in creating a new sim, and see what you get. Then you can either remove that sim, or keep the sim in the family’s lives. This also works with adoption, too. Randomize one set of parents and create their child. Then remove the parents of that child and create a completely different set of parents. 

Remember that the two options above are your best friends (Match Hair doesn’t have to be if you want really crazy eyebrows and beards), not your enemies! Explore new options and new sims! 

Just to note: I am probably not the first person to come up with this idea and I am not the last. I just noticed a lot of fellow simblrs who have very similar sims in their legacy that aren’t always related. I just thought this could help people who suffer from same face syndrome. I do not take credit for this idea, I just hope it helps people like me who make pretty much the same sim hundreds of times. 

REBLOG TO SAVE A SIMBLR’S LIFE.

The Soccer Girl - (Jeff Atkins x Reader)

-It’s serious (Y/N)! I swear he would not stop screaming when you kicked the ball!
-Hannah Baker! You know you can not fool my poor heart with such things!
-But I’m telling you that he was, if he hesitated, even tense he would stay.
-You are unbelievable. Next time, either you or Jensen need to record this for me because I need to see it.

As soon as you and Hannah opened the school doors, thousands of people started yelling for you. Yes, you were an athlete at Liberty High School: football, women’s division. One of the biggest and best games you’ve ever done happened over the weekend, taking the team to the title of champion.
Some people would stop you in the middle of the hallway or just congratulate you from afar as you walked with Hannah to your locker to pick up the things needed for the first class.
Arriving in your locker and opening it, Hannah leaned against a locker next to her and continued to talk.

-Can you believe?
-What?
-Two steps to becoming popular at Liberty: First be an athlete and second let people make you popular. It’s ridiculous.
-Certainly, worse is if you live up to the rumors.
-Do not tell me that. Being an athlete brings you numerous attentions, but unfortunately none of them are the person I wanted.
- Are we talking about J.A?
-Yes, who else would I speak of?
-When are you going to tell him?
-When he’s really crazy drunk because then he will not remember anything.
- (Y/n/ n)….It’s serious.
-I don’t know, maybe never, I suck at boys and you know it, especially about J.A, I feel bad about thinking about saying this to him someday.
-Well, I think it’s good that you get a good chance to tell him that before it’s too late.
-What if he kicks me out? Like, “Oh, you’re cute, but nothing would ever happen between us, because you’re like a sister to me and you’re not my type.”
-He would never do that (Y/N), I know you know that.
-I know, but I’m afraid of this whole thing about talking to him and something bizarre happening.
-Tell what for who and what bizarre thing happen?
-Jeff!

Not noticing the sudden presence, which had come out of nowhere closing your locker and making your heart almost jump through your mouth, was standing in front of you none other than Jeff Atkins (aka JA), your supreme crush perhaps since you met him, a few feet taller than you, the smile that made your knees want to give up and make you tremble with the possibility that he might have heard that you and Hannah were talking about him.
Without you noticing, Hannah stepped away from the two of you and went to the side of Clay that was a little more distant, also watching the scene. Let’s just say that Hannah and Clay are the people who shipped the two of you the most, and have always tried everything to make you two being alone, with some excuses of course.

-You played well on Saturday, (Y/l/n). It was incredible, really, no wonder they say you’re the best player on that team.
-Never been to a game of mine before, Atkins? What a shame, I always come to yours.
-What? I always come to your games, I am the person who most cheers for you in the crowd.
-Oh, I know. Someone told me that recently, you know.

Putting the last book you needed into the bag, Jeff cast a discreet look at Clay and Hannah, who had told you about the little cheer he had for you in all your games, which made them both simply shrug their shoulders and go back to the plan they had set for you both.
Closing the locker and turning your attention to Jeff again, you noticed that his cheeks were a little shade of pink, almost imperceptible.

-Is everything okay, Jeff?
-Good…I…
-Hm?
-Monet’s … me and you, after school. For your victory in the game on Saturday?
-Sure, I’ll talk to Hannah and…
-No. Without our friends, just you and me.

He said when you were going to turn around to talk to Clay and Hannah, which made him pull you back, holding your hand, drawing small circles with his thumb and a silly grin on his face.

-Jeff?
-Hm?
-Are you calling me out?
-Me? Pfft…with all my…yes, I am. I’d love for you to go on a date with me.
-So it’s a date?
-IT IS. It is a date.
-All right, Atkins.
-Oh really?
-Monet’s. After school. I think it’s good that you wait for me.

You stood on the tip of your toe, giving a long kiss on his cheek, which made him have a huge smile on his face. You pulled away from him, parting your lips from his face and turning to Hannah, for you to go to class.
Hannah had a smirk, extremely happy that you and Jeff would finally have a date, and soon, you spoke before she could make a joke.

-So…?
-Shush It, Baker.

You turned so fast you could not even notice Jeff making a small celebration, maybe big, when you agreed to go on a date with him, maybe he would not stop smiling all day.
And maybe today would be the day you would tell him everything, everything you felt for him.

From: Walter Skinner [walter.skinner@fbi.gov]
To: Fox Mulder [fox.mulder@fbi.gov], Dana Scully [dana.scully@fbi.gov]
Cc:
Subject: Case 2874 Debrief and Budget Analysis

Good Morning,

Agents, per our discussion yesterday morning, you were expected in my office at 8:00 am sharp to debrief case number 2874 and to discuss discretionary spending in the updated budget analysis you submitted last week. It is now 8:20. I expect you both in my office ASAP. I am sending this email after leaving two consecutive voicemails.

Thank you,

Walter S. Skinner
Assistant Director
Federal Bureau of Investigation

Confidentiality Notice: This email and any attachment are confidential and may be privileged and are intended only for the authorized recipients of the sender. The information contained in this email and any attachment(s) must not be published, copied, disclosed, or transmitted in any form to any person or entity unless expressly authorized by the sender.

——

From: Walter Skinner [walter.skinner@fbi.gov]
To: Fox Mulder [fox.mulder@fbi.gov], Dana Scully [dana.scully@fbi.gov]
Cc:
Subject: Second Written Notice

Agents, I have left two voicemails on your office phones and two voicemails each on your cell-phones. This is the second email I am sending in response to your no call - no show to our previously scheduled meeting. The next email will be CCd to the director.

Get to my office or call. Immediately.

I am not happy.

Thank you,

Walter S. Skinner
Assistant Director
Federal Bureau of Investigation

Confidentiality Notice: This email and any attachment are confidential and may be privileged and are intended only for the authorized recipients of the sender. The information contained in this email and any attachment(s) must not be published, copied, disclosed, or transmitted in any form to any person or entity unless expressly authorized by the sender.

——

From: SkinmanSemperFi@mail.com
To: Trust_no1@mail.com, Queequeg0925@hotmail.com
Cc:
Subject: Where are you?

Agents,

I’m emailing to your personal accounts from my personal account in the hopes that I will find you and you are merely avoiding the FBI’s monitoring system. Where are you two? I’ve called your phones repeatedly and left numerous voicemails. Please respond.

If I don’t hear from you in the next hour, I will be sending field agents to your respective homes.

Agents, I’m getting worried.

Skinner

——

From: Walter Skinner [walter.skinner@fbi.gov]
To: Timothy Gordon [timothy.gordon@fbi.gov]
Cc: Fox Mulder [fox.mulder@fbi.gov], Dana Scully [dana.scully@fbi.gov]
Subject: Request for investigation

Director Gordon,

Per our telephone conversation, I am sending two field agents to the homes of Special Agents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully. Neither agent has reported to work or called in. They failed to show up to a mandatory meeting that had been previously scheduled for this morning. Neither agent is answering or returning phone calls or emails.

Sir, pending any negative results of our preliminary investigation to Agent Mulder and Agent Scully’s homes, I am requesting a full investigation into the potential disappearance of both agents. I am requesting a full task force and access into Agent Mulder and Scully’s files.

I am hoping, however, that this request will prove unnecessary. I will be honest with you, sir. This isn’t sitting right with me. Something is wrong.

Thank you,

Walter S. Skinner
Assistant Director
Federal Bureau of Investigation

Confidentiality Notice: This email and any attachment are confidential and may be privileged and are intended only for the authorized recipients of the sender. The information contained in this email and any attachment(s) must not be published, copied, disclosed, or transmitted in any form to any person or entity unless expressly authorized by the sender.

——

From: Timothy Gordon [timothy.gordon@fbi.gov]
To: Walter Skinner [walter.skinner@fbi.gov]
Cc: Accounting [sally.overlook@fbi.gov]
Subject: Request approval

Assistant Director,

Send over the field agents’ reports as soon as you hear word. If a full investigation is warranted, you have what you need. I’ve Cc’d accounting in order to go ahead and get requisition paperwork underway.

I’ve learned to always trust your gut, Walter. I also hope that this request proves unnecessary. Let me know as soon as you hear anything and keep me up to speed with weekly progress reports.

Thank you,

Timothy Gordon
Director
Federal Bureau of Investigation

Confidentiality Notice: This email and any attachment are confidential and may be privileged and are intended only for the authorized recipients of the sender. The information contained in this email and any attachment(s) must not be published, copied, disclosed, or transmitted in any form to any person or entity unless expressly authorized by the sender.

6

New Wands in the Shop & Major Changes

This is not the same sort of update as I normally do. Just letting all of you know there are going to be some HUGE changes to my shop. I got a notice from Warner Brothers last night that I cannot use anything with ‘Harry Potter’ or content of the book in my work. It was a little discouraging, but I mulled it over and will continue to make wands and just list them a little differently. In a way, this works out better so people can choose a wand specific to their personality rather than anything pre-sorted and I can expand on things more inspired by other books like Lord of the Rings and Magician: Apprentice. I am having to redo all my listings to reflect these changes, but do not worry! I will still continue to do custom orders to your specifications and will have everything re-listed this week.

Question list because I’m bored!!

So I’m bored and on tumblr so I figured why not get a question list together and I’ll answer every question you ask! 😁 So ask away! I also all dare you too (so ya have too now!)

1: Full name.
2: Zodiac sign.
3: 3 fears.
4: 3 things I love.
5: 4 turn on’s.
6: 4 turn off’s.
7: My best friend?
8: Sexual orientation?
9: My best first date?
10: How tall am I?
11: What do I miss?
12: What time was I born?
13: Favorite color?
14: Do I have a crush?
15: Favorite quote?
16: Favorite place?
17: Favorite food?
18: Do I use sarcasm?
19: What am I listening to right now?
20: First thing I notice in new person?
21: Shoe size?
22: Eye color?
23: Hair color? 24: Favorite style of clothing?
25: Ever done a prank call?
26: What color of underwear I’m wearing now?
27: Meaning behind my URL?
28: Favorite movie?
29: Favorite song?
30: Favorite band?
31: How I feel right now?
32: Someone I love.
33: My current relationship status.
34: My relationship with my parents.
35: Favorite holiday.
36: Tattoos and piercing I have.
37: Tattoos and piercing I want.
38: The reason I joined Tumblr.
39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?
40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night” texts?
41: Have I ever kissed the last person I texted?
42: When did I last hold hands?
43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
44: Have I shaved my legs in the past three days? 45: Where am I right now?
46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
49: Am I excited for anything?
50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
51: How often do I wear a fake smile?
52: When was the last time I hugged someone?
53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?
54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
55: What is something I disliked about today?
56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
57: What do I think about most?
58: What’s my strangest talent?
59: Do I have any strange phobias?
60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
61: What was the last lie I told?
62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
64: Do I believe in magic?
65: Do I believe in luck?
66: What’s the weather like right now?
67: What was the last book I’ve read?
68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?
69: Do I have any nicknames?
70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
71: Do I spend money or save it?
72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue? 73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?
74: Favorite animal?
75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
76: What do I think Satan’s last name is?
77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
78: How can you win my heart? 79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
80: What is my favorite word?
81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr?
82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?
83: Do I have any relatives in jail?
84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?
85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
86: What is my current desktop picture?
87: Had sex?
88: Bought condoms?
89: Gotten pregnant?
90: Failed a class?
91: Kissed a boy?
92: Kissed a girl?
93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
94: Had job?
95: Left the house without my wallet?
96: Bullied someone on the Internet?
97: Had sex in public?
98: Played on a sports team?
99: Smoked weed?
100: Did drugs?
101: Smoked cigarettes?
102: Drank alcohol?
103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
104: Been overweight?
105: Been underweight?
106: Been to a wedding?
107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
109: Been outside my home country?
110: Gotten my heart broken?
111: Been to a professional sports game?
112: Broken a bone?
113: Cut myself?
114: Been to prom?
115: Been in airplane? 116: Fly by helicopter?
117: What concerts have I been to?
118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
119: Learned another language?
120: Wore make up?
121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?
122: Had oral sex?
123: Dyed my hair?
124: Voted in a presidential election?
125: Rode in an ambulance?
126: Had a surgery?
127: Met someone famous?
128: Stalked someone on a social network?
129: Peed outside?
130: Been fishing?
131: Helped with charity?
132: Been rejected by a crush?
133: Broken a mirror?
134: What do I want for birthday?
135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
136: Was I named after anyone?
137: Do I like my handwriting?
138: What was my favorite toy as a child?
139: Favorite TV Show?
140: Where do I want to live when older?
141: Play any musical instrument?
142: One of my scars, how did I get it?
143: Favorite pizza topping?
144: Am I afraid of the dark?
145: Am I afraid of heights?
146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
148: What I’m really bad at.
149: What my greatest achievements are.
150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me.
151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery.
152: What do I like about myself?
153: My closest Tumblr friend.
154: Something I fantasies about.
155: Close your eyes and think of five things that make you smile when you think about them. What are they?
156: If your house was on fire and you had sixty seconds to leave, what would you take with you?
157: When you’re alone in the middle of the night and you can’t quite get to sleep, what do you think about? “Going to sleep” doesn’t count.
158: What is love to you?
159: What is the opposite of love?
160: Is it possible to love someone if you don’t love yourself?
161: Do you believe mutual attraction based on mutual hatred is possible?
162:Is it better to have something amazing and lose it or to never have had it to begin with?
163: Do you focus more on the past, the present, or the future?
164: Do you judge people for what they wear or how they express themselves?
165: Do you believe in individuals over generalisations?
166:When you’re very scared or worried, what do you think about or do to help you feel better?
167: How do you feel about what happens after death?
168: Would you rather live a hedonistic life full of good things that make you feel good even if they’re bad for you, or a healthy life centered around treating your body like a sacred temple and watching your health as closely as possible? Or do you not care either way?
169: Do you think you can tell a lot about a person from the way they express themselves or answer questions like these?
170:Do you have any special or magical memories you’ll always have with you?
171: How would you define yourself, without saying your name or giving a physical description of yourself or your obvious personality?
172: When do you feel truly at peace?
173: Do you like having your worldview or opinions challenged or questioned?
174: Do you believe happiness can exist without sadness?
175: Is there a reason for existence?
176: Do you think the world existed before you did?
177: Do you believe people need breaks from each other, even if they’re deeply in love?
178: What do you find most beautiful in people?
179: Do you take questions like these literally or pick up on what they really mean?
180: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
181: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?
182: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?
183: Do you always smile for pictures?
5: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
184: What is your Song of the week?
185: What do you drink with dinner?
186: What is your favorite food?
187: Which movie could you watch over and over and still love?
188: Last person you kissed/kissed you?
189: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?
190: Can you cry on command?
191: Are you loyal?
192: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?
193: Favorite kind of sandwich?
194: Best thing to eat for breakfast?
195: What is your usual bedtime?
196: Are you lazy?
197: How many languages can you speak?
198: Are you stubborn?:
199: Are you afraid of heights?
200: Do you sing in the shower?
201: Do you think musicals are cheesy?
202: Is Christmas stressful?
203: Ever eat a pierogi?
204: Favorite type of fruit pie?
205: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?
206: What do you wear to bed?
207: Who would you like to see in concert?
208: What was the last concert you saw?
209: Tea or coffee?
210: Do you want to get married?
211: Do you want kids?
212: What’s your favorite part about today so far?
213: What are you doing tomorrow?
214: What are you doing next week?
215: Have you ever tried sushi? (Did you like it?)
216: How do you like your steak cooked?
217: What do you like least about yourself?
218: Who’s your best / closest friend?
219: Who do you trust with your secrets?
220: Which friend would you go to in an emergency?
221: What was the last text you sent?
222: Does anyone hate you?
223: How did you meet your spouse / girlfriend / boyfriend?
224: Would you rather live in the countryside or in the city?
225: Ever had a detention?
226: Which swear word do you use the most?
227: Ever cried at school?
228: Who is the most intelligent person you know?

Auston Matthews - Part 28

;)

Everything in the room seems to go still, they stare other and I stand in the kitchen frozen in time. Auston slowly looks back at me, an unreadable look on his face as he opens his mouth to speak to me.

               “Y/N, who’s your friend?” He asks, his voice dangerously low and immediately I feel defensive. He has no reason to be mad at me. None.

               “Auston this is Riley, Riley this is Auston,” I say, moving from the kitchen to the outskirts of the living room. I may be defensive, but I’m not dumb enough to walk over to Auston right now.

               Auston nods at Riley who stands and holds out his hand, Auston eyes it a moment before setting his bag down pointedly on the stairs before moving to the couch and shaking his hand.

               “Nice to meet you,” Riley says pleasantly, though I can see him squirm slightly as Auston squeezes his hand probably a little too hard. I hurry to Auston’s side and put a hand on his arm, he immediately lets go of Riley’s hand and also moves his arm out from under my touch. A flash of hurt passes through me and I frown.

               “How’s the project?” Auston asks me, looking down at me with unfamiliar eyes.

               “Good, we were just finishing up,” I stammer, unable to hold his gaze and look down at my hands.

               “Right, I was just packing my things,” Riley says, sitting back down and stuffing the last of his books into the well-worn backpack. Auston reaches out and relief floods me, but quickly vanishes again when he takes my elbow and walks me to the kitchen.

               “Auston,” I hiss, jerking my arm out of his grasp. “Do not man handle me.”

               “Your lab partner is him?” Auston hisses back at me.

               “No, he’s just a stray I picked up off the street,” I spit back at him, sarcasm thick on my words. “Of course he’s my fucking partner, Auston. What’s your problem?”

               “And you were here working alone, with a very good looking guy, who was blatantly staring at you before I even opened the damn door.” This time it isn’t a question and I give him an exasperated look.

               “Are you fucking kidding me right now? He is my lab partner Auston, what do you not understand about that?” I snap.

               Just as Auston opens his mouth to speak, my dogs come bounding into the room, some watch dogs they are. They bounce around at Riley’s legs and he reaches down to pet them.

               “I never asked, what are their names?” Riley asks me, glancing over at where Auston and I are huddled behind the counter.

               “Zalla is the bigger one on your right, Andie on your left,” I say, giving him a tight smile.

               “Andie? Isn’t that a boy name?” Riley asks, glancing back up from them.

               “That’s rich coming from a boy named Riley,” Auston grumbles next to me, loud enough for Riley to hear.

               “Auston!” I hiss, sending andelbow into his ribs though he barely even notices, his stare on Riley. To my surprise Riley doesn’t get upset, he laughs quietly instead.

               “Touché. Should have seen that coming,” he gives one last pet to each of them before heading towards the door. Sending a filthy look at Auston, I hurry to open it for him.

               “Thank you for coming to work on our project, Riley,” I try to smile at him, embarrassed by Auston’s actions.

               “No problem, thanks for hosting. I’ll finish the conclusion and email it to you this weekend,” he says before slipping out the door and down the path to his car.

               I close the door quietly behind me, drawing the curtains in the living room before turning very slowly to face Auston who has moved into the living room.

               “Auston, what were you thinking?” I try to say as calmly as I possibly can.

               “What was I thinking? What were you thinking?” Auston asks, crossing his arms across his chest.

               “What was I thinking? Let me tell you what I was thinking, Auston. I was thinking that my fucking boyfriend might possibly find the decency in him to act like a human being when talking to someone who I will have to work with the rest of this semester,” I say, glaring at him with everything I can muster.

               “I was being a decent human being considering he was in my girlfriend’s house, who was completely oblivious to the way he was looking at her like she was a shiny trophy that he had finally won. I never imagined when you said that you weren’t able to make it to my game that you would instead be spending all night with some stranger who could have done anything to you and no one would know about it!” Auston says right back at me, though his voice isn’t as calm as mine.

               “Excuse me? I have school Auston, I have grades to keep up. It’s not like I blew off your game to go on a hot date!” My voice raises several octaves. “I am a grown adult, I can take care of myself and there was no way that he would have ever tried anything. He’s socially awkward and intimidated by me for some reason, he wouldn’t be capable of doing anything to me!”

               “You don’t know that, Y/N! You’ve been here four weeks! Four fucking weeks! You think you know anyone well enough to feel like you know everything they are capable of?” Auston snaps back at me, gesturing with his hands.

               “I guess not because I didn’t know that my boyfriend was so capable of making me feel like shit when I literally did nothing!” I snap.

               “Do not turn this around on me. You know me Y/N, you know most everything about me,” Auston says, this time a little more evenly which infuriates me, while he seems to be calming down, I’m only getting angrier. “I’m just hurt that you didn’t tell me about him before, or that you didn’t go someplace public like a library or something!”

               Tears well in my eyes, I don’t understand why he’s so upset with me.

               “Do not try and make it seem like you were just concerned about my safety,” I yell at him, unable to hold it back anymore. “Alex told me how jealous of a person you can get and it’s pathetic, Auston. I did nothing wrong. At all. You just can’t take that I spent time with someone else that wasn’t you or your best friends. Notice how none of the friends I’ve made outside your little circle are guys? You cannot control who I do and do not work with and spend time with!”

               I take a deep, shaky breath, tears over flowing from my eyes. Auston stares me at me that unreadable look on his face again and I can’t keep his eye contact, it’s too painful.

               “I am not a jealous person, Y/N,” Auston says, his voice incredibly quiet compared to my own yell.

               “Yes you are! Look at you! You’re grasping at every possible straw you can to make me feel bad about not going to your game and having Riley over here to work on school work.” I once again put emphasis on my last two words.

               “Did he make you feel uncomfortable at all tonight? Did he get tense and maybe snap at you over something stupid? Did you notice him looking at you more than you looked at him? Was he over excited when he got here? Try to make small talk and then get upset when you didn’t talk back?” Auston starts listing off these questions and my stomach goes cold at the truth behind all of them.

               “Did you happen to notice him looking at you as you walked away? Did he get distracted by something dumb you said and look like an idiot trying to regain focus?” Auston keeps asking questions and I just stare at him wordlessly. “I can see the yes in your eyes to all of those questions, because those are some of the same exact things that I used to do to you when I was a teenager living in Ann Arbor.”

               I can’t seem to form any words, I just stare at him in confusion.

               “He wants you Y/N. The same way I wanted you when I was a horny teenager. I could see it from the moment I saw him from my car in the driveway. That’s why I’m upset.”

               I find my voice and I feel myself take a step towards him.

               “So what? So what if he wants to sleep with me, Auston? Just because he wants to, does that mean he gets to?” I ask him, venom in my voice from the hurt coursing through me. “Hmm? Does it?”

               “No,” he stammers, eyeing me warily as I take another step towards him.

               “No is right, he doesn’t. Do you trust me?” I ask.

               “Of course I trust you…” Auston again stammers, and I can tell he wants to take a step back when I take another one forward.

               “Really? Because it doesn’t seem like you do right now, Auston,” more tears are steaming down my face but I refuse to wipe them away. “I watch you go on road trips all the time. Do you think I sit here wondering what you’re doing or if some girl is trying to slip into your DMs looking for a hook up? Because I do, but I don’t ever overthink that because I know that you are someone who would never ever hurt me. Ever. But here you are standing in my living room telling me that you trust me when you don’t. You don’t, Auston.”

               “I decided to trust you when I first kissed you on that hill. Because I knew with living here in Toronto, with you being the hottest thing in town, and that I would have to deal with the jealousy thing. Not once have I complained or ever made you feel like shit over it, have I?” I don’t wait for an answer. “And in comes the first boy I’ve been able to make friends with in Toronto and you come flying in and ruining it. All because you can’t extend the same curtesy to me that I do to you. And that hurts Auston, that hurts a lot.”

               Auston stares at me in shock, his feet rooted into the floor. Several minutes pass of me crying and him staring at me before he’s able to speak.

               “Y/N, all I want is to know that someone isn’t going to try and touch yo-,” Auston starts and I cut him off again.

               “I just said that even if he tried to touch me that it doesn’t mean he gets to!” I practically yell at him. “I would stop him Auston, I would stop him because I love you and I care about you and would never do anything that could possibly hurt you,” I cry at him.

               Auston blinks at me. “What did you just say?” He whispers and I blink back, my cheeks flushing.

               “I love you, Auston. I never thought I was someone who could fall in love with someone almost immediately but here I am, crying because the boy that I love doesn’t trust me,” I start sobbing and he takes a step towards me, I take one back.

               “Don’t,” I plead, I can’t take touching him right now.

               “Y/N…” Auston whispers, hurt crossing his face when I pull away. “I…” he trails off and I shake my head.

               “Please don’t,” I plead again. “Please just go.”

               “Go?” Auston’s eyes go wide, panic clearly on his face.

               I cross my arms across my chest and continue backing away from him.

               “Yes, go,” I whisper.

               “No, no, no,” Auston says, his entire demeanor changing before my eyes. Where he had been hard and distant just seconds before, he now looked lost and hurt. I have to peel my eyes away from him, my heart can’t take it.

               “We need some time, Auston. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t trust me, especially someone with a job like yours,” I say, now backing into the foyer and towards the stairs.

               “When can I see you then?” Auston whispers, following me at a distance this time, his feet just inside the foyer.

               “You have to trust me to be with me. I cannot lose you on top of being five hours from my family,” I wipe at my face with the back of my hand.

               “But I do, I do trust you,” Auston pleads. “You’re right I am jealous, I want everything you are all to myself. I can’t bear the thought of someone else being in my place, the thought makes me go insane and it overwhelmed me. I should have never taken it out on you, Y/N,” he takes a hesitant step toward me and I shake my head.      

               “No, just give it time, okay?” I step up onto the bottom stair, next to his overnight bag.

               “No, I don’t want time! I’ve waiting too many years for you, Y/N. I cannot bear the thought of losing you, please,” he whispers.

               “You’re not losing me,” I whisper, my heart breaking into a million pointy pieces. “You’re just going to have to get over whatever it is that’s keeping you from trusting me. I love you, Auston, I’ve never loved a boy before. You say you’ve been waiting for me so the past few years, what’s a little more time.” I nod to his bag and then to the door, I won’t be able to speak another word.

               Auston’s eyes had closed the moment I said “love” and when he opens them, they are shining with tears. I resist every urge in my body to reach out to him, to show him how much I love him and how much I’m hurting because of that love.

               “Baby,” he whispers and I can see the same longing in his eyes that are in mine. “Please,” he whispers though he know my words stand. I watch him take the bag from next to my feet, his eyes traveling from my toes to my eyes, memorizing me just like I am him. Auston backs toward the door, and I refuse to look away from him.

               We don’t say goodbye, the only sound is the door closing behind Auston’s back and then his car engine as he pulls out of my driveway and back down the road. I slink down on the stairs, wrapping my arms around the banister and let the tears fall down my cheeks.

-

               I don’t hear from Auston the next day, and he doesn’t hear from me. In fact, I don’t hear anything from anyone all day, my phone lays silent and cold on my coffee table as I keep my mind busy with books and movies. I let myself cry last night, now I refuse to shed another tear. Instead, I live precariously through the characters on my pages and on my screen.

               Mitch POV

               “What do you mean we still can’t message her?” I ask Auston for the tenth time today. We are sitting in a restaurant in downtown Chicago, three days after the two idiot’s mini break up.

               “Just don’t please,” Auston snaps back at me, stabbing at his chicken.

               “I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you didn’t say you loved her back,” Connor says to my side and I nod in agreement.

               “Because I don’t love her,” Auston says, avoiding all eye contact, clearly not pleased about being the center of conversation once again.

               “Bullshit,” I say. “You’re a bigger idiot than I thought. You love her, it’s impossible not to love Y/N. Even we love her, but our love is a bit different that yours,” I push my food around on my plate. “If you were honest with yourself, you would realize that you’ve loved her since you were sixteen years old.”

               Auston eyes flash to mine and then back down to his food and I know I’m right.

               “Wanna know what I think?” I ask him, her shakes his head but I choose to ignore that. “I think that you’re used to being the one in control of a relationship. Every girl you’ve ever dated has been more into you than you are into them and now that the roles are reversed, you don’t know what to do. You’re vulnerable and at the complete mercy of whatever Y/N says. Which is why you left her house the other night instead of staying and working things out,” I say. Auston again is staring at me with an open mouth, as is Connor.

               “And it’s also why you didn’t tell her that you loved her back because for just a moment, she was like the other girls, admitting her feelings before you said your own and that made you feel better. So, by being a complete dumbass, you have ruined the relationship you’ve been craving since you were sixteen years old. You got to have the girl you’ve daydreamed about for last four years for just six weeks all because you thought she might hurt you just like all the girls that you previously dated thought you were going to hurt them. That’s why you don’t trust her, because you’re scared of the thought of someone hurting you instead of you hurting them.” I finish and take a big bite of my pasta.

               “Which, if I might add, is the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever heard,” I add, talking through a mouthful.

               Auston stares at me, still comprehending my words, a lost look on his face.

               “You think I ruined it forever?” Auston asks and I can hear the vulnerability in his voice. I know he hates talking about this but with how grumpy he’s been the last few days on the road, I can’t take it anymore and I miss Y/N already. I had grown used to her constant sarcasm and need to take care of us, even her scolding me like a child.

               “I don’t think you ruined it forever, Auston,” I say slowly. “I think that you made things very difficult, especially because by you leaving, she lost not only her best friend but all of us. She’s in a huge new city away from her family and we were her only lifeline and the only ones she trusted. Now she’s home alone, probably hurting and confused.” I don’t hold back with my words even though Auston visibly flinches like I slapped him.

               “I can see why she was so upset,” Connor pipes up. “While I think you had a good point about her having someone she doesn’t know over, I think the whole not trusting her is what you messed up on.”

               Auston nods slowly, pushing his food around on his plate, deep in thought. I’m just in shock he’s actually listening to what we have to say. I slip my phone out of my pocket and open my thread of messages with Y/N.

               U gonna have dinner ready for me tomorrow night?

               I stare at the phone screen with a hint of anxiety, I know she has her phone on her and I know she’s already read it. Finally the little bubbles pop up on the screen and I relax.

               Chinese takeout good enough?

               You read my mind

               Can’t wait

               She includes a happy face and a winky face with her message. I go to type a reply but the bubbles pop up again indicating that she’s typing.

               Thank you

               Is all it says with a blue heart next to it.

               For what?

               I send her back, though I know. For the last three days she’s been completely alone in Toronto, not knowing if she still has friends that are going to come home to her and raid her kitchen and make her squawk like a mother hen, picking up after us and yelling.

               You know

               That I do. See you soon kid.

               Did you actually just call me that?

               Yes, u mad bro?

               Guess someone is only getting ONE crab raggoon tomorrow…

               How rude

               You’re telling me…

               Auston catches on that I’m talking to Y/N, and I see him open his mouth to say something but it looks like a light flashes on in his eyes and he stops. Connor and I exchange a quick glance, unsure what to do.

               “Uh you okay?” Connor asks, eyeing Auston warily.

               “I need Y/N’s dad’s number,” he mutters to himself and whips out his phone faster than I thought possible.

               “Why is that?” I ask slowly, though Auston just waves a hand at me to shut me up.

               “Hey,” he says putting his mouth to the receiver of his phone. “Can you do me a favor?”

A Very Good Thing (Ben Platt X Reader)

WC: 2423

Warnings: Alcohol mentioned, fluff, general father daughter cuteness

Summary: Y/N Rannells is her father’s date to the Tony’s, and despite having met plenty of celebrities, one manages to leave her particularly starstruck.

A/N: In honour of the Tony nominations, here’s an imagine about two of my favourite nominees (featuring a new paragraphing system thing done ever so kindly by @musiclover1072 )

“You want to take me to the Tony’s with you?” I said in disbelief, looking at my dad with wide eyes.

“Of course. Your dad’s out of town, and you’re my favourite and only daughter. If I win, I want you to be there with me!” He said, punching my shoulder lightly.

“My friends are totally going to freak out when they hear that I went to the Tony’s. You’re the best, dad.” I said, pulling my uncle into a tight hug. He chuckled and reciprocated the hug, pulling me tight against him.

“You’re a Rannells, Y/N. You’re my only daughter, and I love you.” He said, ruffling my hair slightly.

“I remember when you took me to the premiere of The Book of Mormon. Dad got so mad, but it was the best night.” I recounted, letting go of him. Dad laughed, a smile blooming on his face.

“You were 13. It shouldn’t have been anything new.” He said, the smile quickly morphing into a smirk.

“Back to the Tony’s. I’m going to need a dress, right?” I said and dad nodded, sitting down at the breakfast bar.

“Of course. You and your aunt can go get that. I’m not going to deprive her of that experience.” He said, crossing his arms across his chest.

“Cool. There’s going to be so many celebrities there, oh my god.” I said and dad gave me a weird look.

“You’ve grown up with celebrities, Y/N. Your godfather is Josh Gad, for crying out loud.” Dad said and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Uncle Josh is cool, but the celebrity factor has rubbed off a little for him. There are so many people I haven’t met who are going to be there.” I gasped a little and looked at dad enthusiastically. “I can meet Ben Platt. And Mike Faist. Oh my god.” I said and dad shook his head, rolling his eyes affectionately.

“Let’s not focus on Patti LuPone, or Bette Midler, for example.” Dad muttered, a small smile on his face.

“Dad, you introduced me to Patti LuPone at Broadwaycon last year.” I said and dad’s eyes widened slightly. He shrugged his shoulders apologetically and I laughed.

“Seriously dad, I’m so excited about the Tony’s. Talk about the ultimate father daughter night out.” I said and dad snorted, running a hand through his hair.

“It’ll be perfect, Y/N. Absolutely perfect.”


“Ok. Don’t freak out Y/N.” I muttered to myself in the limo, fiddling with the skirt of my dress. I was wearing a black and gold dress that fit perfectly, but my perfect outer appearance did not reflect my mental situation.

“Y/N, honey, you’ll be fine. It’s just like opening night.” Dad said and I gave him an unimpressed look.

“Except this is being broadcast on live television, and there’s a lot more people.” I said and dad reached out and grabbed my hand.

“Hey. I love you, and you’re my daughter. You were practically raised in the limelight.” Dad said and I nodded, taking in a deep breath.

“Then let’s do this.” I said and dad smiled, kissing the top of my forehead.

“By the way, you look beautiful.” Dad added as we exited the car, looping his arm through mine. I smiled widely, despite the flashes from the cameras hurting my eyes.

“Andrew, can we have a quick interview?” A reporter shouted and dad nodded, walking over towards them.

“Hi!” Dad said enthusiastically, waving at the reporter.

“Hi. How are you this evening?” The interviewer asked and dad responded the way he always does. With over the top enthusiasm.

“And who is this lovely lady?” The interviewer asked, gesturing towards me. Dad’s smile widened, and so did mine.

“This is my daughter, Y/N. She’s my date this evening.” Dad said, beaming down at me.

“And who are you wearing, Y/N?” The interviewer asked and my face screwed up a little.

“I have no idea. It’s from Bloomingdales, so.” I said and dad laughed, as did the interviewer.

“Thanks Y/N. Well, good luck tonight Andrew.” The interviewer said, and we waved at him as we walked away.

“He was nice.” I said and dad chuckled as we made our way into the theatre.

“Hey, I’m gonna go find our seats, and maybe grab us a drink.” Dad said, winking at me. Dad was pretty chill about me drinking, seeing as I’m 19, and he was drinking at 19.

“Awesome. I’m just gonna go meet some of the people.” I said and dad nodded, but there was a nervous look in his eyes. “Call me when you’ve found our seats, and lemme know where it is, ok?” I said and dad nodded, looking considerably less worried.

“Have fun sweetie.” Dad said, kissing the top of my head. I waved goodbye and walked off, taking in a deep breath. There were so many people in the theatre, yet somehow I knew most of them.

“Y/N Rannells, is that you?” I heard a voice say and I turned around to see a familiar face.

“Uncle Christian!” I said, tackling him in a hug.

“Hey Y/N. I didn’t think you’d be here. Where’s your dad?” He said and I shrugged my shoulders.

“He’s finding our seats. Seeing as dad’s out of town, he decided he’d take me as his date. Ultimate father daughter night out.” I said and Christian chuckled, patting my shoulder.

“Fair enough. If you see your dad, tell him I said hi. And good luck.” He said and I nodded, giving him one last hug before walking away. I walked around in wonder, realising how many people would die if they met Christian Borle, let alone Andrew Rannells. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t register the person walking right towards me, and I only noticed them when we collided.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” I heard an incredibly familiar voice say.

“No, it’s fine. Honestly.” I said, looking right into the eyes of Ben Platt.

“I take it you’re not a nominee.” Ben said and I chuckled, shaking my head.

“Unfortunately not. I am, however, the escort of one.” I said and Ben’s eyes widened.

“So whose the lucky guy? Or girl. It doesn’t matter.” Ben said and I smiled, laughing lightly.

“My father, actually.” I said and Ben’s jaw dropped slightly.

“I’ve just realised we haven’t been introduced. Ben Platt.” He said, sticking his hand out. “

"I know.” I said and Ben chuckled to himself.

“If that’s a Dear Evan Hansen reference, consider me impressed.” Ben said as I shook his hand.

“It works as a reference and a statement in its own right. Y/N Rannells.” I said and Ben’s eyes widened to the size of saucers.

“You… your dad is Andrew Rannells? The Andrew Rannells?” Ben asked, gaping at me.

“The one and only. Unless you know another Broadway legend called Andrew Rannells who’s from Nebraska.” I said and Ben laughed, the sound beautiful.

“Unfortunately I do not. Can I just say, I think you look beautiful Y/N.” Ben said and I felt my cheeks heat up.

“Thanks Ben. You don’t look too bad yourself.” I said and Ben waved a hand in my direction.

“You’re going to make me blush.” Ben said and I chuckled, smoothing down my dress. My phone rang and I shot Ben and apologetic look.

“It’s my dad.” I mouthed and Ben nodded, giving me a thumbs up.

“Hey dad. You found our seats?” I said, still glancing over at Ben.

“That’s why I’m calling. We’re in seats 13 A and B. Where are you?” Dad said and I paused, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Um, towards the back of the theatre, near the front of the bar. I ran into Uncle Christian before. He said hello and good luck.” I said and dad chuckled to himself.

“That sounds like Christian. You run into anyone else yet? Anyone on your bucket list?” Dad said and I snorted slightly.

“Dad, a bucket list is a list of things you want to do. I do not have a people bucket list.” I said and dad snorted loudly, most likely drawing the attention of people nearby.

“That’s my girl, but I’m serious. Have you met anyone exciting, aside from Uncle Christian.” Dad said and I looked at Ben, shooting him a smile.

“Ben Platt is currently standing in front of me, very awkwardly may I add.” I said and Ben immediately straightened up, fixing his hair. Dad chuckled softly and I imagined he was smiling.

“Tell him I said hi and good luck. Also, tell him that if Mike Faist beats me for the Tony I won’t be disappointed.” Dad said and I smiled, nodding despite being on the phone.

“Got it. See you soon. Love you.” I said, hanging up my phone.

“Dad says hi and good luck.” I said immediately and Ben chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

“Thanks. I should probably go to my seat, but it was wonderful meeting you.” Ben said and I nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

“The same goes for you. I hope you win tonight. You deserve it.” I said, walking off to my seat and not noticing the blush that covered his cheeks.

The opening number was incredible, and I was already on the edge of my seat. The first awards were called, and I found myself clapping and cheering loudly, earning a few strange looks from others. “And now, the nominees for best supporting actor in a musical.” The announcer said and I was immediately alert.

The announcer read the names out, and I crossed my fingers. “And the Tony goes to… Andrew Rannells.” The announcer called and I looked over at dad, who was in disbelief.

“You did it dad! You did it!” I whispered eagerly, pulling him into a tight hug. Dad hugged me back quickly and made his way up onto the stage, beaming our at the audience.

“I’d like to thank everyone who has encouraged and supported me over my career. My wonderful partner Michael, who is unfortunately not with me tonight, and my beautiful daughter Y/N, who is here tonight.” Dad said, gesturing to me.

The camera turned and my beaming face was projected on the screens. “I love you dad!” I mouthed, earning a few chuckles from people nearby.

“ I remember only a few weeks after we adopted Y/N, I took her to opening night of The Book of Mormon. Michael wasn’t exactly pleased, but it is one of my greatest memories with her, and may tonight be another one of them. I love you Y/N.” Dad said, and I felt the tears well in my eyes. I let out a loud whoop as he walked off the stage, Tony clutched in his hand and tears in his eyes.

“You deserve that so much.” I said, pulling dad into the tightest hug I could muster once he returned to his seat.

“I’m so glad you’re here with me, Y/N.” Dad said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“Congratulations.” I heard a voice say and I turned my head to see Ben Platt standing there.

“Thank you very much Ben. I do wish you the best of luck. I’m sure my daughter desperately wants you to win.” Dad said, winking at me as my cheeks flushed pink.

Ben chuckled awkwardly and I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Dad.” I said sternly, giving him a look of warning.

“She’s quite the Dear Evan Hansen fan, my Y/N/N, and quite a fan of yours, might I add.” Dad continued, shooting Ben a smile. I was fairly certain my cheeks were a crimson red, but that didn’t stop my dad from embarrassing me further. “She wouldn’t stop gushing about how good you were in Dear Evan Hansen. She was actually hoping to meet you tonight, and clearly she got her wish.” Dad said, looking at me with an almost evil smirk on his face.

Ben awkwardly cleared his throat, his cheeks the same colour as mine. “Well, uh, unless she’d like to go to the afterparty with you, I, um, wouldn’t mind her accompanying me to it.” Ben stammered, suddenly looking and sounding very much in character.

“Y/N.” Dad said, raising his eyebrows slightly.

“I’d love to.” I said, smiling brightly at Ben. He returned the smile, and dad suddenly looked very smug.

“Wonderful. Call me when you want to leave the afterparty, sweetie.” Dad said, taking his seat once more.

“I, uh, I’ll meet you after the ceremony.” Ben said, awkwardly shoving his hand in his suit pockets.

“I look forward to it. Quick question, you got a pen?” I said and Ben nodded, a half smile forming on his face. He pulled a sharpie out of his pocket, and he passed it to me. I took it and gently rolled up the sleeve of his suit. I uncapped the sharpie and wrote a series of numbers on his arm. My phone number. “Call me, ok?” I said and Ben’s cheeks flushed, the smile on his face growing wider.

“I’ll make sure to.” Ben said and I took in a deep breath, pressing a kiss to his lips. His lips were soft and warm, and tasted faintly of champagne. I pulled away slowly, Ben’s lips tinted a peachy colour from my lipstick.

“I, uh, um, I’ll see you later.” Ben squeaked out, blushing darkly.

“Ditto.” I muttered, waving him off slowly.

“You’re welcome.” Dad said, making me jump a little.

“Jesus Christ, dad.” I said, pressing a hand to my chest.

“Like I said, you’re welcome. You two never would’ve gone anywhere if you kept dancing around the ‘problem’.” Dad said, putting quotation marks around problem.

“I, uh, um.” I stammered, trying and failing to form a response. Dad chuckled and patted my shoulder, trying to console me.

“It’s all good Y/N/N. You and Ben will be adorable together, I can just see it. He’s pretty easy on the eyes after all.” He said and I scoffed, playfully hitting his shoulder.

“My dad hitting on the guy I’m interested in. This sounds like some messed up soap opera episode.” I said and dad chuckled, nodding his head as the next award was called.

“Our life is nothing normal, Y/N. And that’s a good thing.” He said meaningfully, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “A very good thing indeed.”

supergirl sentence meme: episode 4-6

  • you’re safe here. 
  • saving the world means everybody. 
  • you promised me that you were gonna be here. 
  • i’m just- i’m freaking out. 
  • she was mad at me for you not dating enough. 
  • chocolate pecan pie is the best dessert in the galaxy. 
  • you always looked great in blue. 
  • i mean, she does kind of give off a sapphic vibe.
  • we can watch orphan bIack after. 
  • you’re always warning me about something. that’s our dynamic. 
  • if i could legally adopt her, i would. 
  • people don’t want your brand of negativity anymore. they want optimism, hope, positivity. 
  • if the weather’s getting you down, don’t worry. it never lasts. 
  • she has always come down hard on me for not protecting you. 
  • i truly hate hospitals. 
  • how much longer until it’s appropriate for us to leave? 
  • you and i both know that you’re tougher than a bolt of lightning. 
  • i don’t understand how you could allow this. 
  • she’s going to do things that you don’t like. 
  • you know better. you should have stopped her. 
  • the stars aren’t going anywhere. 
  • you lied to me for years.
  •  she risks her life to protect other people, and she’s a hero. and yet, i do the same, and i’m in trouble? 
  • you were always so much harder on her than me. 
  • and you and i– we’re gonna have words. 
  • i’ve transcended. do you really care how or why? 
  • i didn’t get where i am by running and hiding from a fight. 
  • sounds like you’ve got your hands full here. 
  • you’re useless. 
  • everything i am, everything i have, is because of her constant pushing. 
  • you always make the hard choice. you look to help others before yourself. 
  • i wanted you to be better than me. 
  • i can draw her out, but then we’ll have to work together. 
  • cool, it’s like ghostbusters. 
  • i really wanted one of you to watch the other one die. 
  • congratulations, you have the wit of a youtube comment.
  • i wonder if i have enough power to stop your heart. 
  • the world is full of so much noise and snark - much of it, we generate. 
  • there’s a lot i don’t know about you. and that should probably change. 
  • who cares what that guy says? 
  • she’s taking on way too much, way too fast. 
  • people who click don’t spy on each other! 
  • if someone’s targeting one of my assets, i want to know who it is. 
  • please don’t yell at me, this isn’t my job. 
  • i didn’t know that she could smile if it wasn’t based on cruelty to others. 
  • i didn’t tell you about it because i knew you would have this reaction. 
  • get me a salad for lunch. i don’t care what kind as long as it has a cheeseburger on top. 
  • she is living down to my expectations by prioritising her career over my own. 
  • you know how sometimes people just want to help other people? 
  • so, you think that if you do me this favour, i will owe you something. 
  • that sounds like a woman who knows what she wants. 
  • okay. that is cool. 
  • she’s gorgeous, she’s smart, she smells nice– hell. even i want to date her. 
  • well, was she out saving the world? 
  • my mom says it’s okay to be a nerd. she says if you can face your fears and come out of your shell, then nerds can win in the end. 
  • i prefer not to rely on the government to solve my problems. 
  • i’m trying to change the world. so anyone invested in maintaining the status quo would be interested in targeting me. 
  • and here, i thought we had something special. 
  • i believe there’s no higher calling than helping others. 
  • the world needs a new kind of hero. 
  • i’ve never met anyone worth trusting. 
  • that is a very lonely way to live. 
  • you are staying home. 
  • i don’t know what i would do without you. 
  • you do not seem like the kind of person who gets frazzled.
  • just because i look a certain way on the outside, everyone assumes it matches the way i feel on the inside. 
  • i don’t put much faith in the government’s idea of protection. 
  • what happened to you was a tragedy. i’m trying to prevent another one. 
  • be honest, your heart was never really in it. 
  • i’m starting to think you have a thing for me.
  • i want to help you. i understand what it’s like to be overwhelmed, but you are not alone. i can help you. 
  • please, do not kill all of those people. 
  • we had an epic nerf gun battle. 
  • you have just stumbled upon the most annoying question of the century and you are so young that you do not even realise it. 
  • far too many women burn out trying to do too much before they’re ready. 
  • you can have it all, just not at once and not right away. and not with that hair. use conditioner, for god’s sake. 
  • in the end, you can’t control people. 
  • easy peasy fresh and squeezy. 
  • i suspect that whoever is responsible for these attacks might be curious about you.
  • the fun is just beginning.
  • you cut me off, dude! 
  • watch where you’re going next time! 
  • you cannot lose control like that! 
  • those idiots nearly killed people, and you’re getting mad at me
  • that’s the thing. i am not mad, i am controlling my anger. i suggest you get into the habit. 
  • i’m just glad these two men were only in the hospital, and not in the morgue.
  • call me old-fashioned, but i still prefer male doctors. 
  • i need to find out what really happened to him. you’re the only one who can help us. 
  • we have an executive order forcing you to comply. 
  • game night is the last shred of normalcy that remains in our lives. 
  • maybe the roar of the ocean will drown out the sound of her voice. or maybe it will just drown her. or me. 
  • don’t you think you’ve made enough of a fool of yourself over him for one day?
  • everyone’s noticed how you throw yourself at him. 
  • you should try being a little bit more professional. 
  • it helps when you really know your partner. 
  • it’s like when you see a movie star in person and you’re like ‘is that it?' 
  • i don’t say this often, but i am craving a good fight right now.
  • i’ve invested too much time and effort into this. 
  • i’ve been screaming your name over and over for the past minute and a half. ninety seconds, i have been boiling alive in my office. ninety seconds, each of which, if amortised to reflect my earnings, is worth more than your yearly salary. 
  • don’t talk to me like that! please! i work so hard for you! i don’t ask questions, i don’t complain, and all you do is yell at me and tell me i’m not good enough! and it’s mean! why are you so mean?! 
  • i didn’t mean that. i don’t know what happened. i just snapped. 
  • chop chop.
  • hope no one’s trying to kill me this time. 
  • i’m not the bad guy. 
  • it’s gone rogue, and i need your help to find it. 
  • if you want to prove to me that you’re not the bad guy, then help me find the real one. 
  • 'never trust a man who doesn’t drink, because he’s probably a self-righteous sort– a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time.' 
  • play nice. 
  • you’re not good enough for her. 
  • you ally yourself with people you think are special. but that doesn’t make you special. and i think you know that. 
  • here’s the thing: everybody gets angry. there is no pill that will eradicate this particular emotion. i know this because if there were such a pill, i would be popping those babies like pez. 
  • you apologise too much, which is a separate, although not unrelated, problem.
  • whatever you do, you cannot get angry at work. especially when you’re a girl. 
  • he picked up a chair and he threw it out of the window because somebody missed a deadline. and no, he didn’t open the window first. 
  • that would’ve been professional and cultural suicide.
  • the real key is that you need to figure out what’s really bothering you. 
  • you weren’t really mad at me.
  •  you need to find that anger behind the anger. figure out what’s really making you mad.
  • i’m not gonna let you hurt them!
  • you saved my life. 
  • you let that thing get away- i thought you were on our side. 
  • he used your humanity against you. and now more innocent humans could be in danger. 
  • you seem to only help people if it helps you. 
  • i’ve seen what happens to the selfless. 
  • wow! and i thought rocky balboa practicing on dead cows was cool. 
  • girls are taught to smile and keep it inside. 
  • it’s not like black men are encouraged to be angry in public. 
  • say what you’re mad about and then let the fists fly. 
  • i hate how my emotions get the best of me! 
  • i hate that i’m never gonna have a normal life!
  • i’m realising that being myself doesn’t make me feel more normal. and it never will. 
  • think you can keep your cool this time? 
  • i’m not afraid of my anger anymore. i can use it. channel it to work for me, not against me. 
  • you’ll have to kill me.
  • we are on the same team. 
  • i hope that one day, when you realise what a terrible mistake you’ve made, it won’t be too late.
  • you’re my hero. 
  • you don’t get to talk to her that way. 
  • i understand that you have always been threatened by my success and you try and elevate yourself by denigrating me. 
  • be careful, you might cut yourself. 
  • i’m bleeding.

On the plane I sat next to a woman who apologized for smelling strongly of lavender. I decided she was probably a yoga instructor and wasn’t sure whether this revelation should make me like or dislike her. 

 We sat in an exit row. The flight attendant reminded us of our responsibility to help other passengers out in case of an emergency.

“We paid more for these seats, but in an emergency we’d be the last ones off the plane,” the woman said. 

“In an actual emergency, I’d be the first one out of this tin can.” I said, half jokingly. “You will need to save the others.”

She glanced down at the underside of my left wrist to notice the tattoo which reads “KNOW YOUR RIGHTS”, and then looked away.

“What kind of person am I sitting next to?” she quietly asked, before turning to add, “Of course if the plane really crashed, it wouldn’t matter because we’d all be dead.”

I nodded in agreement, and we both smiled in acknowledgment that we had something in common.

After that, I put on my sound-cancelling headphones, even though they’d stopped working earlier, and pretended to listen to music to discourage further conversation.

Staring at the ceiling of the plane, I just wanted some time during the course of the flight to try to sort things out before I was thrust back into my usual quiet chaos of life on the ground.

McHanzo Week Day 1: Morning || Night

Yes, I gave in and wrote a little something. No idea if it’s good but it wouldn’t leave my head. So, have fun reading! <3 (Beneath the ‘Keep Reading’ because it turned a tiny bit longer than 500 words. XD)


“Good morning folks! It’s 6am and we’re all ready to -” The woman’s voice cut off sharply when Jesse slammed his mechanical hand down onto the little radio. He groaned quietly into his pillow already knowing that he needed yet another alarm clock. The loud crack from the shell hadn’t sounded healthy at all. He would have to ask Winston for a new one.

Jesse rolled over onto his back and turned his head toward the other side of the bed. The empty side. Hanzo was away on the other side of the planet, on a mission with Lena, Hana and Lucio. It was supposed to be a short mission. Only four days, Winston had said. It turned out to not be that short.

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Invisible|| Logan Howlett

Originally posted by xmensource

The funniest thing about a months worth of OML fics is that this anon was the only person to ask me for a Young! Logan request and here we are! This is my LAST Logan fanfiction probably until June or July. Thank you all so much for the prompts! I had so much fun writing them!

I am completely sucked out of ideas so this is all around bad

Prompt (Requested by Anon) - Ever since she joined the school, the reader has done everything to get Logan to notice her, but is always overshadowed by Jean since they have similar powers. During a training simulation the reader snaps, loses control and accidentally hurts another student which causes her to run out. Found by Logan hours later, she confesses to him; completely oblivious to the fact that he has always noticed her.

Tag List (½) : @house-of-penguin @drewkelliii @weasleytheking @agirlinherhead @itsbrittbrattt @xavier-chxrles @rivertales @cleanslates @acidcryst @hookedonawolverine @liveourlifelikenobodyelse @katiedreamy

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This is just a quick little thing I just realized, and it’s not meant as wank in any way, it’s just something I’ve noticed and gives me actual hope for desus.

I was thinking about something I’ve seen a lot in forums lately, and that is people speculating on Car//yl becoming a thing in season eight, how likely the possibility is, whether car/zekiel is more likely, etc. And something occurred to me, and that is how little time they have spent together the last four seasons. Then I got thinking maybe I was forgetting stuff. So being the person I am, I decided to actually look it up. I went on the twd wiki and looked up their interactions starting in 401 until the end of season seven, which is total of 64 episodes. From what I could find, Daryl and Carol have interacted or been on screen together in a total of 11 episodes, most of those being in s5 and smaller interactions (other than consumed of course). And 2-3 of that 11 are where they are on screen together and don’t interact or it’s a group interaction instead of one on one. 10 is the total number of episodes Jesus has been in since he showed up a year and a half ago and he has interacted with or been on screen with Daryl in all but one of them. He showed up in 610 so thats a total of 23 episodes, just over a third of what the s4-7 total is. And I get that Carol wasn’t in ALL 64 episodes, but she was in a shitload without any Daryl interaction. Not Jesus. They just need to shove him in Daryl scenes whether or not he’s needed. Now let us remember richonne and gleggie and abrasha interaction amount……Cue conspiracy Charlie pic!

I just feel if they might actually be building something here, but I’m willing to be wrong. Or crazy lol.
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6/12: So I know I’m a little late again but I was at work from 10am to 11pm yesterday (and Saturday) and I was just so tired when I got home. I spent my whole day sewing Swastikas and German military badges onto costumes and listening to Springtime for Hitler for like three hours straight (I’m working on The Producers right now, just in case that sentence didn’t make sense). But anyway, I read a lot of good things this week, so I hope you enjoy and I promise that I am writing, it’s just taking a little longer than I expected.

Last Week’s Recommendations

My Masterlist

Dean x Reader

Sam x Reader

  • Catch Me by @kaz2y5-imagines - “Hi Kazzy! I’m so happy to see you back! I was hoping to resubmit a request from a while ago? A Sam x Reader where the reader and the brothers stay with Jody after the reader gets hurt. Jody notices how Sam and the reader feel about each other and she kinda pushes them together? Maybe some jealous Sam when Dean tries to help the reader? No big deal if you don’t want to write it! Please and thank you :)”

Cas x Reader

  • The Bright Blue Eyes by @faith-in-dean - “could u pls do a one-shot where the reader is going through a hard time like a breakup and Cas, like the awkward little fluff ball he is, tries to comfort her nd she ends up snogging his brains out? i am TRash thank u v much by Anonymous”

Crowley x Reader

  • Company is Welcome by @trinityjadec - When a hunt turns rough, a certain someone is there to help you through it; will the fact that you almost died be enough to finally admit your feelings for Crowley?

Jensen x Reader

Jared x Reader

Misha x Reader

Richard Speight Jr. x Reader

  • I’m not Kissing You (Series- all parts linked) by @lamthetwickster -  You and your best friend are taking a holiday for a few months in america. Your friend has invited you along to a big house in the countryside where some of their friends are staying. It’s July the 6th, known as kissing day and Richard and Rob have made a bet to kiss every girl they can.

Bucky x Reader

  • Two Different Worlds. One Love. by @buckywintersoldierbarnes2017 -  “Hi K! can I request a fic again? xDD the reader’s Thor’s badass sister who likes Bucky but doesn’t know how to express it and when she speaks to her bros bout it they get super protective and the avengers went Asgard n reader wasn’t aware of it so when the gang arrived reader was with her giant wolf or something n when she saw em she panicked and threw something at Bucky and her pet thought she was playing fetch and knocked down buck sorry its long haha thanks in advanceeee.”
  • Ferris Wheel by @buckys-fossil - At a carnival, Bucky experiences love at first sight when he sees you, completely blown away by your beauty. Throughout the night, he can’t help himself by making an effort to ask you out, even though he will not take no for an answer. 
Steve x Reader
  • Graduation by @meganlpie - “Hi, Meg! I would like to request a Steve Rogers/Avengers x fem!Reader. (Y/N) is graduating college and all of the Avengers attend the ceremony. They’ve all been supportive/helpful during her schooling, especially Steve, who she is dating. Also, I would love a group photo moment at the end, if possible. Whichever Avengers you include is up to you! I will be walking in May for my Associates degree so this idea came to mind :)”