at least i didn't get bit

Called Sen. Klobuchar’s office and a real person picked up. I explained that I have a preexisting condition and expressed gratitude for opposing the AHCA.
I’m a bit overwhelmed. I’m going to need a breather before calling Sen. Franken.

@sashayed thank you for the inspiration!


can you imagine monsters finally seeing the sun for the first time and then a few hours later it sets and all the ones who don’t know any better are running around yelling like “WTF, WTF, DID WE BREAK IT, OH MY GOD” until the ones that do know better can calm them down

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anonymous asked:

i really really really don't get the tao love and never have ... he annoyed me even as a member but when he left ... can we say clusterfuck? he's a lying whiner who says gross shit like snapchat me that pussy like he thinks hes entitled ... no thx fuckboi lol ... at least the other 2 didn't lie to the press and talk constantly about daddy's money. at the V E R Y least he's an immature brat who tries to act gangsta and needs to stop.

or he’s just a bit of derp who works hard and has no idea what a lot of English words mean (considering his mum was in the room when he said that) and talks about his dad a lot cause he’s the one who wanted him to leave the group cause of how many injuries he was getting that weren’t fully healing.

I also don’t know when he lied but you know you do you hun

1D Hiatus: Day 492

* Harry’s full interview, cover and pictures for The Rolling Stone magazine are released

* Liam posts a picture on Instagram

* Niall posts a selfie on his Instagram story

* Harry arrives in London

* Harry posts a picture of his Rolling Stone magazine cover on Instagram

It’s Apr 18th, 2017.

On this day a year ago: #127

((So, as a warmup. I did some doodles of the prof from the monster au:))

((When he gets angry he becomes more like a monster, and less humanoid… Kinda like the hulk… I guess… But once he calms down. For a short bit of time he’s smaller:))

((Also when he’s either of these he’s completely mute, or well… He can’t speak english…. Also I did this too…))

Mun: “Hey Boogaloo, Z-mech-”

Prof: *Roars angrily.*

@impageddon @electric-floofaloo

Sam gets bit on a hunt. For the first few weeks he convinces himself that it isn’t a big deal, he could handle it by himself and keep it hidden from Dean.

It ends up a much bigger problem than he thinks when a dead body is left in his wake. He tells Dean and the two of them set out to find a cure together. Or, at the very least, a way to keep Sam from dropping bodies.

werewolf!sam for @homicidal-barbie <3

Thank you @blueflamebird and @all-i-want-is-yuu for your ask!


  • The character I least understand:

Orihara Izaya? First one who came to my mind. First of all, he calls everyone “the humans” and I honestly thought he wasn’t human when I started the show – I mean come on, we have a Headless Rider! And looks like after a while we can imagine/see a bit how he’s gonna react – by that I mean as an asshole – but he’s still… Izaya. (But that’s why I love him). And also have you seen his sisters what the fuck.

  • Interactions I enjoyed the most:

Shizaya, hrm. I waited for them to fight the whole 2nd season. Otherwise, Shinra and Celty, because they’re absolutely adorable.

  • The character who scares me the most:

One of those Russian characters who educated Varona. They’re scary, but can’t name one.

  • The character who is mostly like me:

I have no idea, a mix between several characters? Kida without the flirting side – I talk a lot with my friends alright – maybe.

  • Hottest look character:

Have you seen Shizuo?

  • One thing I dislike about my fave character:

Why did he start smoking?

  • One thing I like about my hated character:

I didn’t hate anyone, but the character I liked least was Mikado. What I liked about him was the fact that he was ressourceful and made me realize no one in this show is what they look.

  • A quote or a scene that haunts me:

Kida and Mikado on the roof, at the end of season 2.

  • A death that left me indifferent:

Someone died in this show?

  • A character I wish died but didn’t:

Mikado, but not because I disliked him, I just love drama, and the last episodes with Mikado and Kida just ENDED me. It would have killed Kida inside if Mikado had actually killed himself in front of him, powerless, and though I love Kida (one of my favorite characters really) I guess fanfictions influenced me too much and darkened me with their angst.

  • My ship that never sailed:

Shizaya because they never had a clear “love” contact but I consider it canon for the “twisted love” reason.

Thank you for asking I enjoyed doing this a lot!

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Mitama shuffled forward nervously. The fact she found the ninja was shocking in itself, but she supposed the only reason she could approach him like this was that he knew already she was there. Though the fact should provide some comfort (at least she was not bothering him if he allowed it), nerves still bit at her bravery, chunks slowly falling away with every step closer.

What if he thought her a fool? What if he did not accept? If he scolded her, shooed her away, had her return to her home? Though she told herself she should not care as much as she did, the thought of all of this being one large mistake played with her mind, and she wasn’t sure how far she would make it with false strength if she proved herself correct on that front.

“Uncle Saizo?” She managed, voice cracking the smallest with her fear. “I…um…” Perhaps it was a mistake, and she should flee now. He held little regard for her father after all, and trees do not sprout far from their beginnings. “Pardon the interruption I just…It is a day to celebrate fa…figures in our lives and I…well…”

Abrupty, she holds out the scroll she held for him to take before she can flee. Unrolling the scroll reveals a chigiri'e piece. Sakura trees, and sitting among the branches, a figure, indistinguishable if not for it’s red highlights. On the corner, scrawled in the steadiest writing she could manage

“Though not the figure / important just as greatly / fondness overflows.”

Saizo takes a knee to receive the scroll. Unrolling it with caution, he regards it silently before he rolls it back into a curl. He pinches the guard from his nose and pulls the mask from his face. The harsh angles of Saizo’s forehead and brows are softened by the roundness of his jaw and the softness of his cheeks. Uncertain of what to do, he stays as he is, with the scroll loose in one fist. His uncovered mouth does not pull into a frown, but it moves in anguished twists as he tries to find the right thing to say.

“This… This is a good picture.” He falters; his mouth hangs open for a moment. “I will keep it,” he adds, opening the scroll to regard it again. If she did it herself, even his country heritage will let him appreciate the strokes as something borne of practise and talent. Saizo’s mouth opens and closes again, like a disturbed fish, and he turns his head away and stands, clumsily patting her head.

“Uncle Saizo…” he repeats, “… I’ll accept it.”


   Losing was never ideal. Pikachu had come to accept it was a part of life. Winning, losing, draws. He grew accustomed and had been doing this long enough to know that he couldn’twin them all. One couldn’t properly grow or learn without at least losing from time to time. However, that didn’t mean it didn’t sting or hurt when the battle was lost because of his ownmistake. The opponents team had been the slightest bit faster and had dodged a move before slamming him with a Hyper Beam that sent him careening away from the battle area and slamming into a tree hard enough to cause it to shake and some branches to break. The injuries could’ve been worse had he not already been use to this type of pain and training long enough to have his body deal with it ( coupled with adrenaline during and after the fight )  and he was able to stand for a moment before collapsing into the boys arms. The battle having ended with that single moment.

   The other trainer had since left. Congratulating them on a good battle and offering the Pikachu a berry, which he eagerly took and chomped down on, and they all agreed to have a rematch again soon. Now along with Pikapi hearing him speak about patching his wounds ( having forgotten there was no Center nearby ) Pikachu can’t help but fold his ears back. An exasperated look on his face.

    It’s not that bad, is it? ” › He chirps out in his native tongue. His voice coming out as if a whine is unfolding from his maw. It’s not that he didn’t understand why ( he could tell his back was likely scraped up badly by the fact he had seen some blood on the tree afterwards ) but he knows that entails that ‘liquid’ humans used to disinfect wounds. It stung a lot, much to his chagrin, and he never understood why human-made medicines had to hurt. Something about ‘disinfecting the wound’ but still ! Cleaning the wounds meant that stingy liquid and Pikachu would much rather chase that trainer and get pummeled again. At least he recognized that kind of pain. Stinging ‘cleaning’ liquid was another thing entirely!

   He soon realizes, though, that he has little choice. He was supposed to set an example for the others and if he chickened out the other ‘mon might make it harder to get patched up as well. Being responsible was quite a long cry from how he use to be when he met his Pikapi and he’s quick to murmur under his breath as he pulls his tail closer to his back. Always wincing as even the touch of his tail against the mark is enough to send a jolt through his spine. Great.

   Of course he can tell Pikapi is also a bit apprehensive. The boy knew how he felt about the ‘cleaning injury liquid’ and had received the fair number of shocks in surprise and pain when he would apply it. Brock and others had as well when they would treat him also. This was no picnic for either of them.

   ‹ “ Fine. ” › With a sigh of defeat he crosses stubby arms over his chest and his expression soon goes into a pouty one. Much akin to a child as he juts bottom lip out and flattens ears to his skull. He is not going to enjoy this one bit, uh-huh !

The battle had been intense, the outcome was up in the air until that fateful moment. A flash of Hyper Beam, a rush of air to his left, and the sound of cracking wood and the squeal of his Pikachu. Just like that the battle was over and Pikcahu wasn’t in front of him. He turned to follow the rush of air and the sounds behind him, finding Pikachu on the ground beside the tree.

“Pikachu!” they boy rushed to his partner’s side, dropping down to his knees beside him. He looked pretty scratched up, but it was nothing he couldn’t take care of. He gently scooped Pikachu up in his arms so he could take better stock of his injuries as the other trainer joined them. They shook hands and agreed to battle again before Ash them they for the berry as they left. Now that he was alone with Pikachu, he shifted so he was sitting with him in has lap and shrugged off his bag.

It was obvious Pikachu didn’t like this part, but without a Pokemon Center readily available, he didn’t have much choice. He placed the bag beside him and started to dig around, fishing out a few of the contents. A potion, bandages, a clean rag and a bottle of water to help flush out any debris on the wound.

“I know you don’t like this part, but It will only hurt for a little bit, okay?” he tried to reassure Pikachu. Gingerly he placed the electric mouse on the ground in front of him and picked up the bottle of water, twisting off the cap. Slowly he poured a bit of the cool water over the scratches, cleaning out the small bits of dirt and bark as well as hopefully soothing him a bit. Once he was satisfied that it was clean he took the rag and, as gently as he could, began to dry off Pikachu and dabbing the wounds dry so he could apply the medicine. He knew it was going to hurt a bit and expected the possibility of getting shocked.

“It’s morning,” I whisper at the boy next to me.

He groans and pulls me into him, tangling his fingers in my hair. I can feel the steady beat of his heart through two layers of pajamas. He feels all soft and sleepy. I want to curl up against his chest and kiss every freckle on his face. I want to stop time and hold him forever, in my arms. Both of us safe and happy and in love. “Let’s stay in bed.”

“You don’t think the Mage will notice?”

He opens his eyes. Perfectly ordinary, perfectly lovely blue eyes. “Fuck the Mage.” His lips brush against my chin, my jaw. He smells like heaven. Like the stars.

I twist my fingers in his golden curls. He drags his teeth against my collarbone.

“Stay with me,” He says again, reaching up to kiss my lips.

Aleister Crowley.

I hold the back of his neck. He rolls over on top of me.

Freckles and smoke and stars and his lips pressed against mine.

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anonymous asked:

I actually liked the episode (and I was very prepared for the worst). But tell me why didn't you, please, I really respect your opinion!

Hi love :) Sorry it took me a bit to answer this…I read it last night, but I was tired and needed to get some sleep.

First off, I’m happy you liked it, I really am. At least some people should get some joy and entertainment out of it, but here’s some points why I just can’t…

  • It’s very sloppy writing. Things that happened earlier are being completely disregarded and explained away with like one line, if at all, e.g. the last scene of TLD (4x02) where Eurus/Euros (how the hell is it spelled? I’m gonna go with Eurus now) is revealed and she’s aiming her gun at John, saying she’ll “put a hole in it”, and it apparently was only a tranquilliser. Why? Why do all that? Have her pretend to be three different people, first flirt with John and apparently text with him, then pose as his therapist and go all dramatic on his ass…and then “Shot me during a session. Only with a tranquilliser.” is a throw away line in the next episode. That reeks of bad storytelling, like they wanted this big cliffhanger just for dramatic effect but then couldn’t be bothered to do anything with it. Same with the explosion at Baker Street - they are jumping out of a freaking exploding building, through the window! And then we get a cut and see them being fine on some boat.
  • Plotholes. John in the well: he was chained by his feet down there, which is why he couldn’t try to climb up himself, but then a rope is thrown down and the chains magically disappear? Sherlock’s ‘recurring’ dreams of water because of the well (those dreams have never been mentioned before btw, there was one line in TST (4x01) “You’ve been having dreams. A recurring dream?”): how can he make a connection to that well when he never knew it even existed? Sure, he suppressed the memory of Victor, but he had no clue what happened to him and that he was thrown down that damn well, so how does “Deep water, Sherlock, all your life, in all your dreams. Deep waters.” make sense?
  • Shit happening out of nowhere. The whole Eurus thing. They can’t expect me to be invested in something that came up during the last few minutes of the previous episode…that’s the first time the whole secret psychotic sister stuff came up. Sure, we got the line about “the other one” in HLV, but that was 3x03, three seasons into the show. And yet they claim it’s “the culmination of everything we’ve been building up to for the past six years”. That’s the final problem? Bear in mind that this might be the last episode of the whole show, and they’re telling me this was a story about Sherlock Holmes and his secret sister who apparently made him the way he is, even though none of that has ever come up prior to HLV. Even ‘Readbeard’ wasn’t mentioned before TSOT (3x02). But sure, “Every choice you ever made, every path you’ve ever taken, the man you are today is your memory of Eurus.” Sorry, not buying it.
  • Same goes for Moriarty. He had a five minute conversation with Eurus, and she apparently brainwashed him because “It took her just five minutes to do all of this to us”. So everything Moriarty did to Sherlock and John was because of her, that’s it. It takes so much away from his story and his infatuation with Sherlock, and it doesn’t even make a whole lot of sense because all of S1 and TGG (1x03) took place BEFORE that “christmas day 5 years ago” when Moriarty and Eurus met. The christmas they met would be the one in S2 during ASIB (2x01)…timeline wise. Maybe I got this all wrong - if I did, someone please explain to me why he even was in that episode and why that five minute unsupervised conversation was put in there - but that’s how I understood it.
  • The episode as a finale for S4. None of the episodes really have a connection apart from Eurus being 294 different people in them. Without TFP explaining why everything prior to it felt so weird and out of context (and it did! even casual viewers picked up on that), the whole season seems messy and disjointed. I’m talking about TST (3x01) and Mary in particular here: her whole redemption arc was done in that one episode, and ofc they only have three per season, but there’s still a way to make that feel more organic. Because the way it was done I’m simply not buying it. She went from wanting to kill Magnussen and shooting (and actually killing) Sherlock and threatening him to shut up about it afterwards to being a lovely and nice wife and mother in the span of a few months? And she fully ‘redeemed’ herself by…sacrificing herself. (And let’s not even talk about how absolutely shitty Mary’s death was done and how it’s impossible for anyone to jump in front of a bullet like that. I’d forgive other shows for that, but not Sherlock, a show that only two episodes earlier explained how being shot actually works and that “it’s not like it is in the movies”.) It just doesn’t sit right with me. Neither does John actually forgiving her for lying to him on that big a scale and for SHOOTING SHERLOCK. I’m sorry, but if my partner shot my best friend, there’s no way in hell I’d just be like ‘okay, shit happens’…and this is John!, the guy who killed a man for Sherlock after one day of meeting him. After watching TST I still thought all of this was a plan, now, after having seen the whole season, I just think it’s bad writing and horrible execution.
  • The episode as a (possible) finale for the whole show. No, just no. Like I mentioned above, TFP and its plot doesn’t wrap up the show in a nice bow for me. It’s barely connected to the rest, and it’s certainly not the big final chapter of the story they have been telling before. I felt nothing. Season 4 as a whole feels ridiculously separate from everything else and not like the show I love, I can barely recognise it, which is probably mostly due to the fact that this used to be a story about John and Sherlock (not talking Johnlock here, though I will get to that), and this season didn’t really have that at its core. The heart of it were always the two of them - “the story of two men and their frankly ridiculous adventures”-, but with these three episodes I can’t even remember them really talking to each other or having any interaction that shows the reality of their friendship/relationship/connection except for a hug and Sherlock saying John is family and, like, not wanting to shoot him.
  • Johnlock. What this show did was queerbaiting, plain and simple. I know there’s people who keep insisting it’s not because Moftiss once said they’re not telling a romantic story about John and Sherlock, but the show, its subtext AND text did, and that’s what I care about when I watch something. It was there, blatantly obvious even to someone like me who never used to pick up on those things prior to watching this show and who didn’t go into it expecting or looking for it. But I saw and noticed it before there were a million metas about it out there…and we didn’t just imagine it or make shit up. There’s a reason so many people believed in Johnlock, the show told us but didn’t follow through, and that’s queerbaiting. It’s a big fuck you to so many lgbt folks who truly believed they’d get actual, beautifully told representation - me included. It’s heartbreaking and so so cruel because they played us. It’s still there, in the show, and to me it will always be what John and Sherlock’s story is about, but it wasn’t made explicit. And that hurts, it really does.

So yeah. Even without taking non canon Johnlock into consideration I had a lot of problems with this ep and think it’s simply not good, the whole vibe of it didn’t feel right. There’s some other things I didn’t particularly like (what they did to Molly, the fact that Mary apparently knows John and Sherlock best, or that they summed it all up with a bullshit line like “Who you really are, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the legend.” - what kind of message is that?), but this is already super long by my standards, so I’ll leave it at that.
Here’s to hoping all of this makes sense; I started writing it right after waking up and my thoughts were still a bit of a mess and I also had to switch my brain to English. Maybe I’ll do a rewatch of the season and have some more to say about it then, but I don’t think that’s gonna happen anytime soon because I really don’t feel like it. Which already says a lot because I’ve watched every other episode at least 12 times.

captain’s orders

pairing: yahaba/kyoutani
summary: yahaba’s not sure when exactly he became designated guardian of their resident mad dog; even less clear is when exactly he stopped minding it

Watari plopped down next to him on the bus, a brittle smile on his lips. His tears had dried up long before they’d left the stadium; it seemed taking Kindaichi aside, as the only senpai to have shed as many tears as the first-year had, and grieving through the loss together had done him wonders. The smile might have been bitter, but at least he was smiling.

“Next year we’ll win,” he declared, shoving Yahaba’s shoulder as encouragement, to pull him out of his brooding. The words he said seemed like baseless confidence more than anything, but then he surprised Yahaba when he added, “We’ll be counting on you to take us to the top, Captain.”

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theslaystuff  asked:

Ah oke. Btw Ryuki is literally tearing me apart in a good way. All the riders are hateable yet likeable. I felt really bad for Imperer and Alternative. Tiger also even gets an bit of sympathy from me.

oh i feel you there. sano’s “but i just wanted to be happy” is still one of those moments that just… i think about it sometimes when i least expect it. & toujou is the kind of “bizarre morality alignment” type of rider that it’s rare to see outside of like, someone’s who’s meant to be an outright villain. except in ryuki he’s kinda just another guy. we never really find out why he is the way he is and that makes him a lot more interesting imo

The signs as my favorite song lyrics
  • Aries: Summer Romance(Anti-Gravity Love Song) by Incubus
  • "We rendezvous at a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone.
  • I think I've found a way for you and I to finally fly free.
  • When we get there, we're gonna fly so far away.
  • Making sure to laugh; while we experience anti-gravity."
  • Taurus: Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood
  • "She knows what I think about,
  • And what I think about
  • One love, two mouths.
  • One love, one house.
  • Just us, you find out
  • Nothing that we really wanna tell you about no.
  • 'Cause it's too cold for you here,
  • And now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater."
  • Gemini: Inside out by The Chainsmokers ft. Charlee
  • "Bend our chest open, so I can read at your heart
  • I need to get inside, or I will start a war.
  • I wanna look at the pieces that make you who you are,
  • I want to build you up, and pick you apart."
  • Cancer: All Mine by Maddius
  • "Tell me that you feel this, tell me that it's real.
  • Tell me that I'm not the only one that got this level of appeal.
  • Cards on the table, what's the deal?
  • Heart on my sleeve, leave blood at my heels."
  • Leo: Blue Jeans by Lana Del Ray
  • "Blue jeans, white shirt
  • Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn,
  • It's was like James Dean, for sure
  • You're so fresh to death and sick as c-c-cancer."
  • Virgo: Those Days by Taylor Berrett
  • "Cause everybody has those, everybody has those days,
  • Feeling like an ocean having trouble making waves,
  • And I know what it feels like wishing you could rewind,
  • Even the sun doesn't come out sometimes, but he'll be back though,
  • Everybody has those days."
  • Libra: Caught up by Griffith Clawson(SoundCloud)
  • "I'm a little caught up
  • A little bit shaken,
  • You are someone I can make a mistake with."
  • Scorpio: Power Trip by J.Cole
  • "Well this has gotta be the longest crush ever,
  • If I ever get to fuck it'd be the longest bust ever.
  • Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever
  • And, fuck it I'm on one, you feel me?"
  • Sagittarius: End Credits by Eden
  • "And all we ever wanted was sunlight and honesty,
  • Highlights to want to repeat,
  • Lets get away from here and live like the movies do,
  • I won't mind when its over
  • At least I didn't think for a while."
  • Capricorn: Hostage by Griff
  • "And if love is a drug I don't want it,
  • Because I don't have any self control.
  • The harder I try to get off of it,
  • The more I can see that I need it, I need it."
  • Aquarius: Wake[E-bow] by Crywolf
  • "One look and my fingers are numb now.
  • Bring a rope, won’t you tie all your kisses around my throat, pull me close,
  • Let me know I’m done.
  • I can tell from the smoke in your lungs, girl.
  • You're not alone, I’m terrified by the presence inside your bones
  • It pulls you down, down, down, down..."
  • Pisces: Promise Land by Sebell
  • "Baby let me take your hand,
  • And take you to the promise land,
  • I won't leave you in the cold when seasons change."

nnessarose  asked:

You are gold. And I love your blog. 💛💚

oh gosh thank you so much <3 I’m just really glad people seem to enjoy the version of the wicked musical I’ve been constructing in my head! :D I know I can ramble a lot, but I love these characters just so goddamn much it’s hard not to.

(btw. this week we’re at Nessa’s scene in act II so I really hope you’ll enjoy those posts and approve of the little tweaks I made to her character!)

anonymous asked:

I'm sure this is way too late for the Jefferson Fic Party and if I am maybe you can write this prompt later? Jamilton (Romantic?? or platonic) 15. “That was a perfect example of how not to do things.” With the two of them actually getting along maybe? Or at least not actively trying to kill each other? It's super hard to find fics where everything is happy and everyone gets along ;n; (I know its because they didn't actually but I really love it when characters like each other)

You are in luck, kiddo! I had one Jamilton slot open for tonight and got yours just as I was about to search through my asks! Plus I really think this prompt works well for them! We’re gonna go romantic bc I like to make Jefferson squirm in his grave a lil bit ;) 

“SIT DOWN JOHN, YOU FAT MOTHER––” Jefferson’s hand clamped down over Alex’s mouth just as he was about to complete his sentence.

Their classmate, John Adams, stood, face burning red, at the front of the room, looking both mortified and furious. 

Jefferson had hoped that they could get through one student council meeting without someone screaming and swearing. He’d at least stopped the swearing.

“We’ll just be going now,” Jefferson said with a sigh as he tugged Alexander out of the room, keeping his hand over his boyfriend’s mouth. 

Once the door slammed behind them, Alex fought his way out of Jefferson’s grasp. “What the hell, Thomas?” he spat at his boyfriend.

“Um, what the hell, Alexander?” Jefferson mimicked, crossing his arms and glaring at the smaller boy. “That,” he jabbed a finger toward the classroom, “was a perfect example of how not to do things.” 

“And what was I supposed to do, huh?” Alex asked indignantly. “Just let him ruin our junior prom with his boring theme choices?”

“Yes,” Jefferson replied flatly. “Because what’s most important about prom isn’t the theme.” He stepped closer to Alex and brushed a stray hair away from the boy’s face. “It’s about who you go with.”

Alex’s tan face quickly turned red. Jefferson loved these moments. He loved seeing Alexander, who was always so full of words and wit, flustered and speechless. It was so adorable, so endearing. 

He cupped the smaller boy’s face and leaned down, locking his lips over Alexander’s. Alex pushed back against him, sighing into the kiss.

When they pulled apart, Alexander was dreamily looking up at Jefferson, a dopey smile on his face.

“Come here, you,” Thomas said, pulling the boy close. He wove his fingers through Alex’s as they walked down the hallway toward the exit. 

“I don’t care what generic theme Adams chooses,” Jefferson said, giving his boyfriend’s hand a squeeze. “Because as long as I’m with you, everything else is just background noise.” 

Beneath My Palms

@interplanetjan3t asked for #19 with Garnet and Amethyst, and an anon asked for #24 with Garnet and Pearl, which I ended up combining. Hope you don’t mind.

Post-Keeping It Together h/c, because I’ve been needing that since the damn episode aired. Amethyst tends to comfort simply by existing. Pearl is fussy and overprotective. Garnet appreciates them both. Polygems if you squint. 2500 words because what is restraint? We just don’t know.

[prompt list]

Steven is fast asleep, safely tucked in.

Garnet wasn’t the one to do it, and she can’t help but feel a bit bad about that, even as she knows the conversation about what they discovered in the Kindergarten has to happen and she’s only delaying the inevitable. But if there’s one thing she is certain of tonight, it’s that she is in no state to have it; not yet, not the way Steven deserves it, and not the way… they deserve it, either.

She’s been feeling pulled at and torn at from all sides for hours now, and the split she feels most strongly is when trying to decide whether she wants to put it all out of her mind as much as possible, or remember the ones they’d lost, and those she’s now found, honouring them with thoughts at the very least. It’s hard to dwell on.

She’s also being avoidant in completely new ways. Garnet knows her teammates are all worried about her - she appreciates it, even as she wishes they weren’t and wishes they had no reason to be. But the way they were looking at each other as Steven went off to change his clothes and brush his teeth was unmistakable, almost conspiring, with Pearl bending down to quietly talk to Amethyst in what Garnet assumes was supposed to be a discreet move.

Garnet rests her forearms on the railing and stands facing the sea in the best approximation of ‘casual’ she can manage, and deliberately doesn’t check to see which one of them will come out to talk to her first.

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anonymous asked:

*hangs huge plastic spiders above the doorway* Oh boy, I SURE DO HOPE no cute dancers are nearby to record whichever unfortunate soul walks past these...

Lalala~ *walks past the door and comes directly face to face with the huge spider*

GURYAAA !! *runs away*

Huhuhuhu, see? This grown ass man is scared of spiders! *took a lot of photos*


*Some time later*

*enters his room, walks inside and suddenly comes to a stop when he sees a lot of big and this time very much real spiders on the floor*

GURYAAAAAH !!! *frozen in place*

*had followed Souda into his room* HAHAHAHA ! My vengeance is now completed ! So, how much do you regret your crime, fiend?

*still frozen* W-Were you the one who put them there? S-So you can make them go away?

Of course, I am their supreme ruler, GUNDHAM TANAKA !!

*Gundham had barely finished his sentence that Souda had already broken into a run toward him. He instantly lifted his arms by reflex, ready to battle, only to find himself being hugged tightly by the pink haired boy who was also currently burrying his face in his neck, thus avoiding to look at the spiders.*

Make them goooo ! Please !! *hugs him even more tightly*

!!! *shocked, makes some movements with his hands and all the spiders go away*

I have to apologize. I do think my vengeance was a bit too cruel. But they are gone now. You can let go of me.

*still hugging him*….

A-Are you going to stay like that for a long time? *doesn’t get any answer* You are going to be cursed…*mutters while blushing*

Headcanon Wednesday: Bath Time on the Cerberus SR2

Garrus takes a dust bath every four days. Like any turian away from home, he uses a small, thin cloth bag to distribute the fine sand. None of that fancy ‘imported from the Palaven Quartz Flats, scented with Jandus berries, added lustre’ crap – just the plain old cleanliness that mama Vakarian taught her children.

Granted, it took two rather awkward conversations with the requisitions officer before they found him a suitably large pan to stand on (where did they THINK all that dust went?) but once he got that worked out it was basically bathing-as-usual.

Thane prefers the technological option: a handheld sonic scrubber. 

Tali relies on her suit scrubbers, but once, on her pilgrimage, she splurged and had a real bath. The bathhouse, run by volus, is one of the only luxury amenities on the Citadel catering to Quarians, and the proprietors charge an exorbitant amount. Tali never tells anyone about the bath – she spent an embarrassing amount of money, after all – but it stands out as the most decadent experience of her life.

Samara is intensely secretive about her bathing habits (Given that so much of the galaxy sees asari as sex objects, bathing paranoia is actually a fairly common trait).

After trying several methods of speeding the process, Mordin eventually realized that multitasking was the key to shower-time efficiency. If any of the SR2 crew showered at the same time as Mordin, they would seen him reading a waterproof datapad while he scrubbed – but they don’t, because he also sings at the top of his lungs, and the bathroom is way too small for that shit.

Grunt, like so many pubescent boys, was firmly of the opinion that he didn’t smell in the least, who’s saying so, it’s just you puny aliens unable to handle the whiff of pure krogan, are you telling me I stink? I’ll rip your skull from your spine. At least, that’s what he tried. Two days after the smell started getting noticeable Shepard found him, marched him to the men’s bathroom, and stood guard in the open doorway while he showered, stopping him whenever he claimed he was done and pointing out all the bits he’d missed.

With her shotgun.

anonymous asked:

Also for Magostuck what if Darkleer and Mindfang were a Duo? Or at least they run the band together. Darkleer is kinda like the 'really done with this shit' manager, Bassist, hottie drummer, whatever, while Mindfang is the hottie singer, sometimes acoustic guitar player,heartthrob,face of the operation. They started the band together and no one really tends to stick around because of whatever reasons, and Dolorosa was one of very early members because of Mindfang, least to say it didn't last...

:0!! Before it can get out of hand, I just want to point out that this little AU is really just about the Signless and his group, not really all the ancestors [maybe there can be little guests, like GHB, but it’s not really about getting all the ancestors in bands]

STILL, I love all these ideas so much!! So ok, let’s think about it for a bit. Let’s see…. I was picturing the Signless’ band as being a bit old-ish… so maaybe something like this for Mindfang & Darkleer’s group?:

… pffft- what even is this

And what if Darkleer always looks like a bodyguard or something in all the pictures and Mindfang keeps telling him to loosen up D::::::::<