and that's weird because i'm the only one in it

*
  • Naruto: Sasuke...
  • Sasuke: What
  • Naruto: Huh?
  • Naruto: Oh, nothing
  • Sasuke: You said my name
  • Naruto: Yeah, that's just something I got used to doing
  • Naruto: You know, after you left
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Naruto: Like, I'd look at our team picture... or a shooting star... or get really tired while training
  • Naruto: And then remember you and then, uh
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Naruto: Sometimes Sakura, Kakashi, Sai, or, like, someone would say something and it just reminded me of, of you, uh
  • Naruto: It's- rhe- rhe-
  • Sasuke: Rhetorical
  • Naruto: Un, that
  • Naruto: I said 'Sasuke' a lot, like, these past few years but you were never around and, um, I never expect anyone to respond because you're the only Sasuke I know and everyone else is, like, used to it so they don't say anything anyways and, and
  • Naruto: Stop looking at me like that, teme!
  • Naruto: It's all your fault, ya know
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: Actually dobe, I don't know...
  • Sasuke: where to begin
  • Sasuke: What am I to you, again?
  • Naruto: *mutters* and he calls me an idiot
  • Naruto: How many times do I have to say it
  • Naruto: You're my friend
  • Sasuke: And...?
  • Naruto: My goal, my most important person, the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, yatta yatta, we've been over this a million times already
  • Sasuke: *grinding his teeth and clenching his fists* so how do you. Feel. When we're together.
  • Naruto: Oh, uh
  • Naruto: It's really weird
  • Naruto: I get all giddy and, like, my stomach gets all... Twisty? Probably because you piss me off. Yeah, that's why my heart goes all *flails wildly* like that
  • Sasuke: I... See...
  • Sasuke: And do you feel that way about anyone else?
  • Naruto: Of course not
  • Naruto: You're my one and only
  • Naruto: uh
  • Naruto: friend
  • Naruto: Best Friend*
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: Naruto
  • Naruto: Hm?
  • Sasuke: I'm leaving the village
  • Naruto: What?! Again?! WHY??
  • Sasuke: Let's call it a journey of redemption
  • Naruto: Redemption??
  • Naruto: Teme you're not... Like, no offense, but you don't feel guilty for anything, right? Because you didn't do anything without a good reason so...
  • Sasuke: Let's just say that
  • Sasuke: I'm 'guilty' in the same manner that you think we're just friends
  • Naruto: Huh?
  • Naruto: What does that mean?
  • Naruto: Sasuke, where are you going?
  • Sasuke: I have to pack. Good bye, my one and only
  • Sasuke: friend*

anonymous asked:

wait what have you only been into my chem for like a year

yeah, i started listening to them a week before the whole “my chem reunion false alarm” thing

i miss who i used to be and yet i don’t want to go back to who i used to be

since i’ve started college, my study habits seem to have gotten worse. i can’t seem to focus as well and i feel like i don’t retain information as well as i used to. skipping/oversleeping a class is no longer something i consider terrible. because of this, my grades aren’t as good as they used to be. i no longer feel “smart” or on top of things. i no longer feel like i’m “better off” than my peers. i’m more insecure about my future than ever before, and my mental health has taken such a downward spiral. 

but at the same time i’ve become more aware of the world around me, more comfortable with socializing, less scared of people, more empathetic of other people’s situations, and more humble about who i am and what i have. 

back in public school, the only thing i could pride myself on were my grades. statistics and numbers that aren’t even useful when it comes to real life situations. now in college, my GPA isn’t bad, but it also isn’t one to brag about. so in a way, i’ve lost who i am and the image that i’ve built of myself but at the same time that this is happening, i am gaining other things that i can pride myself on that aren’t my grades, like friendship and a genuine drive to make people happy

it’s weird because most of the time, you think of growing up as only a series of improvements. but i now see that as you grow up, some things get better, but some things also suffer. and thats just what happens

anonymous asked:

About the SW discourse, I always feel a bit weird about how people who hate Jyn/Cassian put so much emphasis on it being het, because a few people I've seen doing that also think only straight people could enjoy "the boring het ship" and I'm a queer woman who ships it, so it feels... unpleasant I guess. Like maybe that's not what they're implying, but that's the vibe I get.

Oh, it’s definitely the vibe I get (also a queer woman).

It’s a pretty common assumption across fandoms, and one that crops up in slash vs het shipwars pretty frequently, regardless of whether the slash or het ship has the upper hand. Though it’s pretty wild to see it from Finn/Rey discoursers. And particularly absurd in a fandom the size of SW fandom that has generally boasted massive slash ships.

Honestly, it’s—okay, the abrupt swerve from “racist fans won’t ship Jyn/Cassian” to “shipping Jyn/Cassian is problematic because blahblah” is really, really, really obviously spurred by their hatred for Jyn. Which, fine (if they weren’t being misogynistic assholes about it, anyway). But suddenly pretending they’re fighting for queer representation against the hets is gross and trivializing as fuck.

For the record, I absolutely loathe the “straights and their boring obligatory het ships” argument in any fandom. I know that plenty of other queer people prefer ships with queer people in them, which cool. But my Lesbian Shipping Experience is that I prefer ships with women in them. Since I also prefer ships with lots of canon material, that’s… mostly het. And meanwhile, 95% of m/m ships are like eating cardboard for me.

I’m not going to argue that my het ships magically become in some way queer because I like them (proghets are a plague on fandom). But I also don’t magically become straight because I prefer romance with women in it, jfc.

Let’s balance that last post of mine with something more… fluffy, shall we?

Weird texture is weird.

anonymous asked:

It's almost like watching a kid grow up but I remember when you started posting BBS art and wow, you've improved so much! Not only that but you developed an amazing style too, one that's really pleasing to the eye. It just makes me super happy to see how much you've done and how hard you've worked to draw how you do now. And I know I'm making an assumption by saying you worked hard, but I really think you have because hard work pays off and your art is definitely the fruit of that labor <3

I don’t know how.. ah.. thank you? I feel like that isn’t enough. Is it weird if I had tears in my eyes while I read this? Idk it felt like something hit me.. I’m just so happy and I feel more proud now than before just because of this message.

anonymous asked:

Hi, sorry about my weird English. Well... I'm trying to write a fic about an omega that's a rebellious and an Alfa that's only kinda cute with the omega, only with him. Some ideas? Btw I reallyyyyy love the blog. Have a nice day

Oh, I absolutely love this idea! I live for rebellious characters, so please do send me a link when you’ve finished with it, I’d love to read it!

  • The omega might just turn up to school/work one day with their hair a completely different vibrant colour, and their alpha acts moody about it because they’re around other people, but in private they’re stroking their mate’s hair and cooing and saying how nice it looks
  • Maybe the omega being shunned by their family for acting so rebellious, so their alpha has to comfort them and feels incredibly protective at family gatherings
  • On the other hand, the alpha’s family loves the omega despite their rebelliousness, because they can all see the change in their usually callous and stroppy alpha
  • The omega might pick fights with alphas and betas (and hell, probably even win them) which the alpha hates
  • Imagine the omega deciding to take charge during sex. Not even as a power bottom, literally flipping them over and controlling the alpha completely
  • If the omega is male and has piercings, imagine the alpha’s shock when they have sex for the first time only to discover their omega mate has a Prince Albert/Jacob’s Ladder piercing (for those who don’t know either of them and don’t want to look them up, a Prince Albert is a ring that goes through the head of the penis, and Jacob’s Ladder is a bar that goes through the shaft)
  • If the omega is female, imagine the alpha’s amazement when they discover that not only does their mate have amazing boobs, but they also have their nipples pierced
  • If the omega gets tattoos, the alpha might offer to come with them to hold their hand only to be met with “fuck no, I don’t need a babysitter”. This might annoy the alpha a little, but they come anyway
  • Imagine the omega doing very un-omega activities, like kick-boxing, rugby and hockey, and their alpha getting insanely worried for their safety
  • The alpha coming home after having a hard day feeling slightly annoyed because no doubt their omega will be wandering around in minimal clothing, showing off their tattooed, pierced body, and as much as they love their omega they wish that sometimes they could just be soft and gentle sometimes
  • Their shock when they come home to find their omega humming along to a punk rock song playing quietly on the radio while washing the dishes, fully clothed and in a very good, mellow mood because they had such a good day, and their content pheromones just immediately calming the alpha
  • The alpha growling and snapping and yelling at people when they get angry, and people beginning to give their omega worried looks, and coming over and telling the omega that “you can come and talk to us any time, if you need to” and giving them numbers to abuse hotlines only for the omega to give them a disgusted look and say “thanks for the concerns, but we’re very happy, thank you very fucking much”
  • People noticing the change in the alpha when they’re away from their omega vs when they’re together. For example, the alpha when they’re at work is usually ruthless and brutal, however at the Christmas get-together (or whatever you want), they see the alpha standing with their arm around their omega, looking happy and chatting easily

anonymous asked:

From an unbiased point of you, how good do you think your book is

lol this is literally an impossible question for me to answer, because I will always have some bias and can never really separate myself from that. Also, I haven’t been through the entire editing process, so who knows what will be changed or improved in that time?

I know I have a good book. I know I have good characters, a beautiful setting, and compelling conflict. I don’t think my prose is the most amazing work out there by any stretch of the imagination, but I’m confident that it carries the story and that many readers will enjoy it. That’s about the best “unbiased” response you can get from me. 

Xiubaek at the gym
  • Baekhyun: -not working out, just eating spoonfuls of nutella straight out of the jar- Man, I love being gym buddies with you, Minseok. It's really cool being athletic ones in the group isn't it?
  • Xiumin: -actually working out, trying to focus- mmhmm
  • Baekhyun: Like, I think we've really bonded over this. I feel so close to you, you know?
  • Xiumin: sure
  • Baekhyun: Oh, I love this song! AOA is so great! Their videos always put me in a good mood. Like, I feel sooo happy after watching them.
  • Xiumin: wow
  • Baekhyun: I mean, you can probably guess why that is, right?
  • Xiumin: no tell me why im on the edge of my seat clearly
  • Baekhyun: Haha, you're hilarious. It's because of hot girls doing sexy dances in skimpy clothes, obviously! You know what I'm talking about, don't be coy! I see you sweating.
  • Xiumin: im sweating because im lifting weights. didnt you say youd spot me
  • Baekhyun: Yeah. So anyway, today I saw a cool bug.
  • Xiumin: fascinating
  • Baekhyun: It was green.
  • Xiumin: no way
  • Baekhyun: Right??? Like, usually you'd expect to see green bugs in, like, summer. When everything's green. But it's almost winter so it was really weird.
  • Xiumin: thats some deep shit baekhyun
  • Baekhyun: I know, right? Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one who thinks of these things. Like, no one really gets me, you know? How I see the world differently. But you understand me. You and me are a lot alike, Minseok.
  • Xiumin: hm
  • Baekhyun: Hey, can I change the music to my new CD?
  • Xiumin: please dont
  • Baekhyun: Okay! I'm unplugging your phone don't freak out
  • Xiumin: baekhyun i need my workout mix
  • Baekhyun: -starts playing Taeyeon's album-
  • Xiumin: baekhyun no
  • Baekhyun: I just... love her... so much -starts crying-
  • Xiumin: -sighs-
  • Baekhyun: We were so perfect together, you know? We were like a perfect pair.
  • Xiumin: omg
  • Baekhyun: Oh! Your phone just vibrated
  • Xiumin: baekhyun why are you picking up my phone put that down
  • Baekhyun: It's a message from Luhan! Want me to read it to you?
  • Xiumin: no put my phone down
  • Baekhyun: Okay! It says, "Hey, baby"... winky face... "I know you're ignoring my texts and we need to have that talk"... (talk is in quotes)... "I love you and I miss you and your sexy body"... winky face... "Don't give up on me yet baby"... winky face winky face winky -
  • Xiumin: Okay, I get it.
  • Baekhyun: So what was your sex life like with Luhan? As for me and Taeyeon, we -
  • Xiumin: I WILL BURN THIS GYM TO THE GROUND IF YOU DON'T LEAVE IMMEDIATELY

keepmyserenity  asked:

Hello, mollyhall. Does your heart ever hurt? Not like... the internal organ. The other one. And for no reason at all, it just... does? What do you do when your heart hurts?

hello, moonbird. yes! sometimes my heart hurts for no reason. i think everybody who is alive in the world sometimes has their heart hurt for no reason, or at least no reason that they can point to and be like, “HEY, BUB. WHAT IF YOU CUT IT OUT? EH? EH? what if you drank a soda and chilled the fuck out.”

  • what if!!!!!!!

there are a couple of ways that i have found, in my life, to deal with this. 

  1. embrace the sad. turn on some hella sad music and turn off all the lights and be like, “okay, fine!!!! FINE!!! YOU WANNA BE SAD, BRAIN? OKAY. we’ll be sad. we’re gonna jump right into this pool of sadness and SWIM AROUND IN IT!!!!!! what’s that on your head? it’s SADWEED, which is SEAWEED OF SADNESS.” 

    close your eyes. breathe. be sad. it’s okay to be sad. there’s nothing wrong with sometimes being sad. we’re humans. our brains are complicated and easily confused, because we, like everything else, are just dumb animals who sometimes want to chase our own tail and are sad when we can’t. so what? you’re sad. okay. be sad.

    in the morning, have some coffee or juice or whatever you choose to drink in the morning and tell yourself, “we were sad yesterday, so today we’re going to watch that carly rae jepson music video that has tom hanks in it.”

  2. turkish oil wrestle the sad. sometimes your heart is sad but your brain is like, “dude are you for real right now??? are you for real with this????? are you seriously honestly for REAL TRYING TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW??????” 

    that’s no good. it’s no good when half of you is like “EVERYTHING COSTS MONEY AND EVERYONE YOU LOVE DISAPPOINTS YOU” and the other half is like “WOW, WHINE A LITTLE HARDER.” don’t talk to yourself like that!!! you’re having a hard day. we all have hard days (see #1).

    but on days like this, when you can’t commit to going swimming in the Public Pool of Local Sadness, try putting on your boxing gloves. for me, that often means putting on fast or angry or just, you know, intense music (nicki minaj or fifth harmony or little mix or ella eyre or G.R.L.) and then running or dancing or honestly just entertaining a very elaborate fight sequence fantasy in which i pretend i’m sidney bristow in alias and beat the crap out of my couch cushions.

    sometimes letting yourself Feel The Sad helps tire the Sad out. but sometimes it doesn’t, and you have to Fight The Sad with endorphins instead. walk past the Public Pool of Local Sadness and go to the Gym of Self(care) Defense and suit up.

  3. make the sad laugh. hey. sad. buddy. listen to me. listen. the grinch is bad at yoga. this dumb pug can’t run right. this girl’s name is luna rodriguez. i do a bunch of dumb shit. this cat. people are weird

    c’monnnn. someone named deez nuts is running for president of the united states of america. it has been scientifically confirmed that bears like POOL PARTIES.  

    why do the french only eat one egg? because one egg is un oeuf.

    hey. hey. where does frosty keep his cash? in the SNOW BANKS.

    okay but what do you call a guy with no shins? TOE-KNEE.

    fine fine i’ll stop but remember don’t drink water because fish make love in it.
  • HEY I WROTE THIS REALLY LONG DRABBLE BASED ON A HEADCANON FROM http: //untildawnff.tumblr.com/ AND I WAS GIVEN PERMISSION TO POST IT BUT CREDIT TO THEM FOR THE IDEA OKAY THANK YOU.
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  • Sam
  • "So how are you and your boyfriend, Sam?" my mom asked on the other line of the phone. I rolled my eyes and inter ally sighed. I didn't actually have a boyfriend. But my, god was my mother getting annoying asking me when I'd get a boyfriend and bring him over. So I lied and said I did have one. Didn't even give her a name or anything. And somehow, she, and everyone else believed me. And it's been going for about two and a half weeks now.
  • "We're fine, mom." I sighed into the phone. My mom clicked.
  • "You don't sound fine." She inferred. Act in love, Sam.
  • "We are, don't worry, I'm just really tired." I reassured. She stayed silent for a moment.
  • "Okay... How about you two come over for dinner on Friday?" She asked. That caught me off guard. I moved out of my parents house a few months ago, since I was 18 and had enough money saved up. So I lived in an apartment building across town.
  • "Uhhh..." I pulled my phone away from my face to check what day it was. Wednesday. I haven't seen my parents or my brother and sister in almost a month. I couldn't say no.
  • "... sure..." I replied dully. She giggled.
  • "Great! I can't wait to meet this guy. I'm sure you got your paws on one handsome devil! Come around six?" She finished. My mouth ran dry. What the fuck was I gonna do? I couldn't come up with a clever break-up story in three days. Maybe I should tell them he died in some ridiculous way. That'd be kind of funny. But not believable. I guess I just had to go with it. I sighed.
  • "Yeah, I guess." I huffed. My mom giggled.
  • "Yay! Okay, I love you, baby! I'll see you then." She concluded before hanging up. I ended the call and threw my phone on the couch. Fuuuuuuck.
  • I thought for a long while and what the hell I was gonna tell my parents. I did NOT wanna tell them the truth and have them nag, nag, nag me about it. But what could I do? I thought for a while more before it came to me. I could have someone pretend to be my boyfriend for the night. I thought about my options. Right away, Mike and Matt were off the table. They were in the middle of some ridiculous love triangle with Emily. Chris wasn't exactly an option either. He and Ashley had something. I don't know what it is, but it's something. And the way Chris takes things, he'd get the wrong idea. So that only left one other person.. Josh. It's not that I didn't like Josh, because I did, I was closer to him then anyone else. But the thought of asking him to pretend to be my boyfriend for a night was a little weird. But what else could I do. I sighed and pulled out my phone and texted Josh.
  • 'I'm coming over.' I texted.
  • 'Ummm?? Ok but no ones here'
  • 'That's fine. Hahahaha I need a favor.'
  • 'Oh god. Should I be scared?'
  • 'Uh, maybe?'
  • ' jesus Sam'
  • 'Be there in like ten minutes.'
  • 'You suck'
  • I laughed and closed my phone, not responding. I gathered my stuff and headed to Josh's house. This was gonna be an interesting conversation.
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  • I approached Josh's house and groaned. I was already regretting it. But it was too late now. This was a better idea then any of the others I came up with. I walked up to the door and knocked.
  • "Helloooo? Josh?" I yelled. Nothing. I turned the handle of the door out of curiosity and sure enough, it was open. I walked in slowly, closing the door behind me.
  • "Josh?" I called again. Still nothing. I walked into the living room and sat my bag down. I've done this before and usually Josh is just in the bathroom or getting out of the shower or something. I stood and waited. For a lot longer then I wanted to. I pulled out my phone text him. Suddenly, a pair of hands jabbed my sides and a yelled in my ear. I knew damn well who it was but I still screamed and dropped my phone. I whirled around and go figure, there was Josh, giggling like an idiot. I flushed. I didn't like when people grabbed my sides.
  • "Josh!" I growled, slapping his arm as he laughed at my minor shame.
  • "Hey, lame-o, what's up?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, remembering this awkward talk I was about to have. I sighed.
  • "Hey, is everything okay?" He asked, his smile slowly dying away.
  • "Uhhh, okay. So remember my parents?" I asked. He nodded.
  • "Remember that thing I told them? That was actually true a few weeks ago?" I continued. He raised an eyebrow.
  • "Yeeaaaahhh..? The one where you told them you have a boyfriend when you very well do not?" He said, a ghost of a smile on his face. I nodded.
  • "Yeah, well, they wanna meet said boyfriend on Friday at their house for dinner, and I can't get out of it." I went on. Josh simply blinked.
  • "And... I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend for the night." I finished, smiling a little too innocently. Josh was unresponsive for a moment before he ultimately burst into laughter. I stared at him as he laughed.
  • "Okay, okay, lemme get that straight. You want me to be your boyfriend for the night?" He repeated. I looked at the floor. Hearing it out of someone else, it sounded ridiculous.
  • "Yeeees..." I groaned. I didn't look at him.
  • "Okay." He said casually. I snapped my head up.
  • "What?" I asked, kind of skeptical that he agreed to this. Let alone as casually as he did.
  • "I said okay. I'll pretend to be your boyfriend so you don't have to deal with the wrath of your parents." He said clearly. Thank. God. I huffed.
  • "Thank you!" I groaned.
  • "No problem, babe." Josh said, winking at me. I blushed.
  • "No! Don't call me that." I stammered. He noticed my demeanor and snickered.
  • "Sorry, dear." He smirked.
  • "Stoooop! I'm going home, Josh." I growled.
  • "Whatever you say, baby." He continued. It was really weird coming from him.
  • "Goodbye! Josh!" I screeched, walking out the door.
  • "I LOVE YOU, BABYYYY!" He yelled after me.
  • "Baaaaaaaaaah!" I yelled back as I walked out of his yard.
  • "I will see you Friday at 5!" I yelled as I walked away. This was gonna be a looooong Friday.
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  • Friday came a lot faster then I wanted it to and I dreaded it a lot. This was gonna be super weird. I mean, even if I was bringing my family an ACTUAL boyfriend, it would be weird. But it was going to be even weirder because I wasn't bringing them a boyfriend. I was bringing them a Josh. Good thing Josh has never met my parents before. A beep outside distracted me from my dreading. It was Josh. I took a deep breath and made my way out into the Fall outdoors. There was Josh outside my Apartment building in his stupid little car with a stupid little smile on his stupid little face. I wordlessly got into the passenger seat.
  • "Hey, you look nice." He complimented. I snorted. I really didn't. I'd usually dress a little better to go see my parents. But I didn't totally bum it. I could tell Josh had literally JUST got out of the shower because his hair was still a little wet and his entire car smelled like Axe.
  • "Are you seriously okay? I can pretend to be sick and you can tell your mom I have malaria." He suggested. I laughed, remembering that I actually considered telling my parents my boyfriend died.
  • "It's okay. I'm okay." I assured, nodding my head.
  • "Promise?" He asked, offering his pinky. I wrapped my pinky around his and squeezed.
  • "Promise." I repeated. He smiled.
  • "Okay." He said quietly before starting his car and setting off to my parents house.
  • "So, how should I act? What should I do?" He asked, sounding almost nervous. I raised an eyebrow. What did he have to be nervous about?
  • "Uhhh.. Just be you. We're gonna have to hold hands and whatnot but just be yourself." I shrugged. He nodded.
  • He opened his mouth to say something but closed it.
  • "What?" I asked. His face slowly got red and he shook his head.
  • "Nothing." He mumbled. I tilted my head. I've never see Josh like this. Josh was almost always goofy. Kind of cocky. Never did I ever see him nervous, this was kind of unlike him.
  • "What are you all nervous about?" I asked out of curiosity. He shook his head.
  • "I don't know...." he said, giving me a weird look. I dropped the subject as we pulled up in front of my parents house. I exhaled deeply.
  • Josh parked and looked at me.
  • "You ready?" He asked, his face suddenly eager. I rolled my eyes. Not really. But there was no turning back. I sighed and nodded my head.
  • "Yeah, let's go." I mumbled, getting out of the car. My stomach was in knots. I didn't really care if they didn't like him or not... Okay, I did, but that wasn't my main concern. My main concern was that now my parents will now forever think of Josh Washington as my boyfriend. And that was really weird to me. Josh waited for me and once I caught up to him he gave me one last look as to say "are you sure you're sure?" I nodded my head and walked up to the door, knocking gracefully.
  • "Don't be nervous." He whispered quickly, just before the door opened and my smiling mother appeared.
  • "Sammy-bear!" She squeaked before hugging me tightly.
  • "Hi, mom." I giggled. I was happy to see her after almost a month. I needed this. She eyed Josh for a moment.
  • "Is the boyfriend I've heard next to nothing about?" My mom asked. I was kind of flustered.
  • "Uh, yes! Mom, this is my b-boyfriend, Josh." I said with an awkward smile. It felt so weird to say. I looked at Josh and he seemed almost confused and a bit lost. I grabbed his hand and gave him a look. He looked surprised for a moment, before snapping back into it.
  • "Uh-um, yeah, hi, I'm Josh Washington. Nice to finally meet you." He greeted politely. I was surprised he was capable.
  • "Hello, Josh, nice to finally meet you, too." My mom said. This might not be too bad.
  • "Well, come on in!" My mom cheered, scurrying into two house. I looked at Josh. He looked back at me.
  • "You okay?" He asked. I nodded. He squeezed my hand a little tighter. I involuntarily smiled. What the hell is happening to me? I brushed it off and yanked Josh in the house. I followed my mom into the dining room.
  • "Hey, Sam's here with her boyfriend!" My mom announced to my father, brother, and sister at the table.
  • "How much did you pay him to show?" My brother asked, causing Josh to chuckle. I, took my hand from his and elbowed him in the ribs.
  • "Shut up, Evan." I growled.
  • "Relax," Josh whispered in my ear. I let out a breath and calmed down. It was awkward for a moment, Josh and I being the only ones standing.
  • "Well, don't to strangers, sit down, you two!" My dad said. I did as my dad said and dragged Josh to a chair next to me and we both sat down.
  • "Uh, Josh, this is my dad. My brother, Evan, and my sister, Brooke." I introduced.
  • "Hi." He said awkwardly. Everyone else kind of mumbled "hellos."
  • "Well, dinners almost done, so for now, we can just talk." My mom shrugged.
  • "Josh." My dad said. Josh tensed up next to me.
  • "Yes?"
  • "Do you wanna come and help me get drinks for everyone?" My dad asked. I instantly got nervous. He was about to have a talk with Josh. And with Josh's attitude it might not be too pleasant. And Josh knew it because his foot started tapping on the floor like crazy. I put my hand on his.
  • "U-um, yeah!" He stammered. My dad nodded and got up up, then walking into the kitchen. Josh got up and walked with him, but not before giving me a peck on my head, which made me blush hard. My mother grinned as he walked away, noticing my almost surprised expression.
  • "How long have you two been dating?" My sister asked. I blinked slowly.
  • "A little more then a month." I said, kind of out of it.
  • "He really likes you, huh? He does! I can tell by the ways he acts!" My sister inquired. That caught me a little off guard and I had to think. I wasn't too sure if Josh was a good actor or not, but tonight it seemed like it. But then again, he was so nervous before we got here... And he was obviously trying to make some sort of good impression on my mom and who knows what's he saying to my dad.
  • "Right?" My sister asked. I thought a little but slowly nodded.
  • "Yeah.. I guess he does." I mumbled. As if on cue, my dad and Josh came out of the kitchen. I was almost surprised when thy came out laughing and talking. Josh slid in the chair next to me and my dad sat down as well.
  • "Some drinks..." Evan muttered. My dad's expression turned a bit sour upon realizing he didn't even get drinks.
  • "Damn. I'll get 'em." He said plainly, going back into the kitchen. I leaned close to Josh.
  • "What'd you say to him?" I whispered for only him to hear, kind of puzzled by how my dad was totally and absolutely cool with it. Josh smiled.
  • "The truth." He whispered confidently. My eyes went wide.
  • "About the you and I situation?" I replied. He shook his head.
  • "Not exactly." He whispered. I gave him a puzzled look and he just smiled at the rest of the table. I raised an eyebrow, kind of afraid of what they talked about. I almost didn't wanna know.
  • ()()()()()()()()()()()
  • The night went okay, Josh and I did fake couple things like hold hands at the table and and hug a little longer then most would. Everyone got along. It wasn't that bad. And the night was almost over.
  • "How about me make toasts?" My dad suggested.
  • "With Pepsi?" I quirked, tilting my head. My mom shrugged.
  • "Why not?" My mom smiled. She stood.
  • "I'll go first... A toast to my lovely family! I wouldn't change a thing." She said before sitting down. I smiled. Evan stood.
  • "A toast to myself. Because I am a bad-ass motherfucker." He said. My mother gasped and I slapped my hand over my mouth. Josh, however, proceeded to laugh his ass off.
  • "Evan! Language!" My father hissed. Evan just smirked. I slapped Josh's arm as he laughed hysterically.
  • "Josh!" I growled, trying myself not to laugh. He tapped my arm.
  • "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm calm." He chuckled, clearing his throat. Emma stood.
  • "A toast to Sam! I'm glad you finally decided to come over." She grinned and sat back down.
  • "Thank you." I mouthed to her before standing up for my turn. I thought before I spoke.
  • "Ahh, a toast to all of you! Mom, dad, Emma, Evan, Josh. You're all so important to me, and I don't know what I'd to without you." I finished before sitting down. Josh didn't even look at me before he stood up. He took a deep breath before starting.
  • "Okay, um, a toast to... My girlfriend. My beautiful, amazing, best friend. Sam.. I don't know where I'd be if I'd never met you. And I can never, ever, repay you for what you've done for me. Thank you." Josh finished before finally sitting back down. My jaw dropped open. I couldn't believe what he said. I looked at him for a long time. He didn't look back at me. A smile slowly stretched across my face and I leaned over and pecked Josh on the cheek. He smiled and blushed.
  • "That was nice..." my mother said quietly. My dad stood up.
  • "Well, my toast is also to my wonderful family. And Josh, who I hope will stay around a long while. Tonight was perfect in the most imperfect way. And that's just the way I want it." My father finished to close the night. We all smiled. My mother wiped the forming tears out of her eyes. Josh wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him. I leaned into his chest and smiled. Tonight was amazing.
  • "Um, I really think we should get going.." I announced, intertwining my fingers with Josh's
  • "Are you sure?" My mom asked. I nodded.
  • "Yeah, it's getting late I'm tired." I said. My brother snorted.
  • "Use condoms." He said. My face flushed and Josh laughed.
  • "Evan, stop!" I hissed. Josh squeezed my shoulder and I relaxed. I don't know why that of all things calmed me down. My head was all confused, I needed sleep.
  • "Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Josh mumbled. I was about to ask what he was talking about until he pulled me into him and brushed his lips against mine. I didn't respond out of surprise. And then he stepped back. I couldn't speak, just babbled incoherent things. Did... he just... do that? Maybe it was just for my parents to see it now something, I don't know. Now we really needed to go.
  • "Bye everyone, I love you!" I said loudly before dragging Josh out the door. We got in the car and drove away.
  • "Well that was ah... Interesting." Josh quirked. I nodded slowly. And it was. It went a lot better then expected to
  • "Yeah...." I mumbled, still kind of shocked by the random kiss. I didn't know if he was planning it or what but I was still kind of surprised. I mean, I was still have a hard time processing Josh as my "boyfriend."
  • "Maybe we should go out as a couple again sometime. Pretend to be a couple around town." Josh shrugged. I snorted.
  • "Or we could not pretend.." he said quietly. What was he implying? I mean, I knew he was joking but still. I laughed.
  • "Good one." I replied. He stayed silent for a second.
  • "Yeah, I was uh... just.... just joking." He said quietly. The rest of the care ride was silent until he pulled up to my apartment building.
  • "Thank you so, so, so much for this Josh! I have no idea how to repay you!" I thanked as I exited the car. He put a hand up.
  • "Don't. Tonight was nice." He said. I nodded and turned to walk inside. Then I remembered something I wanted to ask him and turned back around.
  • "Josh?" I asked. He looked at me.
  • "Yeah?"
  • "When you said you told my dad the truth... What did you mean?" I asked curiously. Josh bit his lip and raised his eyebrows.
  • "Well.. He asked me how I really felt about you. So I told him the truth." Josh said simply. I thought for a minute. But when my dad came out of the kitchen, he was still obviously under the impression that Josh and I were dating. Wait a minute... I finally put two and two together. He literally asked me out in the car and I thought he was kidding! He was not kidding!
  • "Oh, wait, Josh..." I said, feeling like an asshole. He shook his head.
  • "Don't worry about it, Sam. I'll see you later." He said, driving off without another word.  I called for him but he kept driving, driving, driving and then he was gone. My head was running wild. I'm so dumb. I didn't realize Josh liked me.. I'm not even sure how I feel about him. I mean... I don't know if I like him... Of course not, its Josh. Obviously I do, he's the only one that can do what he does to me. Ugh, this was so confusing. Suddenly, my phone started to buzz and I pulled it out of my pocket and it was a text. From Josh.
  • "I had to do it just once." It said. I ran my fingers over my lips and felt my cheeks get red.
  • Ugh... Josh... What did I do?

andreesthegreat  asked:

Hey Carrie! I have a quick question: do you play in Les Mis every night? If so, how does that work? Does it always play in the same theatre? I'm just curious, because you have said a few times how often Les Mis is playing, and for me, for someone from Hungary, that's a bit weird, because our theatres have around 10 plays at a time, and they play them in different times, but still, never the same play for weeks. So how does that work at you guys? Thanks! :)

Hello!

The west end has theatres where only one show plays for as long as it possibly can. Some shows don’t last very long as there’s no interest and they don’t sell enough tickets. Some shows like Les Mis run for a long long time (Les Mis has been running continuously for 30 years in October!)! So I’m in Les Mis 8 times a week and have been for 2 years (with holidays of course!) :)

Xxx

anonymous asked:

Am I the only one who doesn't think it's weird that Charlie Walk is promoting Full Stop? I mean, he's not an A&R guy, his background is in PR/marketing and he was just named President of the Republic Group in February, so we're expecting him to pull out something big, right? What I am interested in is that part of his new position is to "develop" strategic partnerships with sister labels". I'm looking to see where that's is going because I think you're right FS is not JUST a tiny start up.


I wouldn’t think it was odd if he wasn’t the only one doing it. But it’s a label. And Full Stop is a brand new management company.

Unless Full Stop is part of something larger and there is some sort of “strategic partnership” going on, it’s just weird.

Because management companies are supposed to work with multiple labels to try and get the most attention for their clients, who are usually at different labels. So making a big deal out of being super tight with one label could cause problems with other labels.

Modest is actually rare in that they almost exclusively handle Syco clients. And the reason they do that is because they are sycophantic underlings and willing to do whatever Syco says had a contract with TXF to represent winners when the company was brand new and trying to gain clients. 

So Full Stop being promoted by a label as if they have a deal of some sort is… I’ll say it again… odd.

anonymous asked:

Sooooo I'm just realizing that I'm p sure I'm bi (I def am) like I def am into ladies but I've only been with and am currently in a long term relationship with a dude and even tho I internally feel like that's what I am I feel weird announcing that title idk like I'm not ashamed of liking gals and guys but idk it feels like I'm not /bi enough/ idk idk idk advice? Guidance? Feelin v unsure rn

Exact same situation here! I’ve only dated dudes (but to be fair I’ve only been in one serious relationship because of anxiety reasons) and I’m currently in a 2 year relationship with a guy and it’s def really confusing to navigate. Like you wanna explore you’re sexuality but also you wanna remain monogamous with your partner (if you’re in a monogamous relationship that is–polyamory is definitely something to talk with your partner about if you’re comfortable with it.) I wish I could give you better advice but this something I’m totally struggling with right now and I don’t really know what to do either :/ 

All I can say is that you’re completely valid in your identity and being in a same gender/dif gender relationship doesn’t negate your identity. It’s especially hard with bi/pan/multisexual people because we’re pretty much invalidated no matter what relationship we’re in. It also might not seem like it’s relevant to come out or talk about it since you’re not actively in the dating/hook up scene, but it IS relevant because it’s a part of who you are and if you’re forced to hide that then you’re not fully living your truth. Of course, don’t feel like you have to come out if you’re not ready/comfy with it because it’s really important to do it on your own terms, but also don’t feel like you’re wrong or not allowed to let people know how you identify.

amemjh  asked:

How do you feel about people who draw garnet with straight hair? I've seen people argue that it's racist to remove her canon Afro, but I've also seen people argue that's it's racist to assume black people can only be drawn in one hairstyle I'm not sure how I feel on it

I’m slightly conflicted on the matter, to be honest. If someone is doing Pilot Garnet or just another version of her in general then that’s okay in my book. Because, in that sense, it’s clear that they’re working outside of canon and just mixing up her hair for fun. 

But I’ve definitely seen some weird work arounds that people have done to make her hair not an afro while still making it the same shape?? And it definitely sets something off in me when I look at it. Like… Why? Why put so much effort into making it not an afro? But yeah it’s kind of on a case by case basis for me when it comes to changing her hairstyle. Most of the time it’s fine! But there are times when it’s good to ask someone why they happened to draw her hair that way.

-Tierra