because they were pretty much the same

scriptorsapiens  asked:

Yeah, Roman baths (and the romans themselves, hell most pagans) were super open to homosexuality. I'm just thinking about Percy, raised in a toxically male Gabe, just going into a Roman bath and being floored that there's just a whole bunch of naked dudes getting rubbed down with oil and perfume and wrestling and working out and soaking in the tub. It's just CULTURE SHOCK

i meant to post the first one publicly too but i guess better to accidentally answer privately than accidentally answer publicly alskdjfk;a


the greeks too?? like u know these cultures all had their own problems (we could rlly go on and on about everything they fucked up) but like yah in terms of same gender attraction…..they were definitely Quite sexually liberated

i think it’s rlly interesting to think about the demigods in general because like their gods are pretty much all either trans or bi…it must be like utopia for demigods who already knew they were lgbt, and i’ll bet there’s a lot of Realizations for kids who didn’t know simply bc it’s just such like a visible and accepted thing

I just considered, Slaanesh is gender fluid because of the many different forms of sexual relationships that exist, and I’m pretty sure they were all explored during the Eldar’s Galactic Orgy™. But would that also kind of mean that the other Chaos Gods are pretty much the same? Sure, the other three would prefer being called male, but while in the 40k Universe the males are the majority in things like violent carnage or planning to betray one another, any other gendered mortal can do the same. So would they also technically be gender fluid?

anonymous asked:

Oh Are request open again!? If they are could I request RFA+V and Unkown on how they would react to MC in a Bikini while they are at the beach. Seriously love your writing!

Aw thank you ^-^. And yes requests are open! I wrote this with the idea in mind that the RFA is having a nice day at the beach. Just as a note, I went about this differently than I usually would. I pretty much wrote it the same except for V and Unknown where they’re not together just have the feels for each other.


  • it was the first time in a while since Yoosung went to the beach!
  • and he was not only glad he could go with the RFA, but you as well
    • he even brought a blanket to lay on with you
    • and lunch for just you two
    • and one for Seven because he asked
  • while you were changing into your bathing suit, Yoosung was with Seven out in the ocean looking for seashells
  • it was a few minutes when you had came out seeing your nugget preoccupied with finding shells on the shore
  • Zen was the first to notice you and your red bikini with white polka dots and frills
    • ☆⌒(≧▽ ° )
  • so you talk to him for a bit
  • then you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulder
  • and Yoosung is just giving Zen this look like hahaha stop looking at her or I’ll pluck out those pretty eyes of yours (⊙ ‿ ⊙)
  • when Zen backs off and leaves you two alone
  • Yoosung is proud of himself for a second but IMMEDIATELY takes his arm off of you 
  • when you look at him all confused his face is red as a tomato
  • “I-I’m sorry MC for touching you! I-I di-didn’t realize it until after he left. You just–”
  • boy is a big bag of sweetness
  • precious bean
  • after managing to calm down a bit he just holds your hand and silently gives you compliments
  • when no one was looking he kisses your shoulder  (°ㅂ°* )


  • this gelato had a lot of work to do before the trip so she planned everything out
  • both of you didn’t have anytime changing before hand so you decided to change at the beach
  • she didn’t get a chance to see the swimsuit you packed
    • even though she wanted to see it ;^;
  • once Jaehee was done changing, she came out of the bathroom in a blue and white long sleeve and blue shorts
    • she preferred more modest swimwear
  • you were having difficulties getting yours on and insisted you would be fine
  • so she waited outside for you because she is sweet and amazing Jaehee
  • to pass the time she was on her phone to answer a few messages from the rest of the RFA
  • “Alright, how do I look?”
  • Jaehee looks away from her phone and sees you in her high-waisted black shorts and red top
  • w(°o°)w
  • it kind of startled her a bit, almost dropped her phone
  • “You look cute.”
  • (ノ*°▽°*) you just got butterflies in your stomach when she said that
  • the rest of the day you can’t stop smiling and she can’t stop smiling when she looks at you


  • when you heard you were going on a beach trip you were all hype
  • the only exception was your swimwear
  • unfortunately, you ruined your favorite bikini bottom with the sunflowers on it after your period came early that month
  • now you were shopping for a new bikini 
    • that marshmallow wanted to help you but you were insistent it would be a surprise ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ)
  • then came the day of the trip
  • he didn’t get to see it the morning you two left because you slipped on a hoodie and shorts
  • after getting there, setting up your blanket and parasol (because Zen’s precious porcelain skin must be protected at all costs)
  • you finally took off your hoodie and shorts when got too hot
  • and holy shit Zen couldn’t take his eyes off of the orange wrap bikini you wore
  • you kept teasing him the more you caught him staring at you
    • obviously not ashamed to flirt with you in front of the RFA
  • he gets conflicted because he wants everyone to see you and be amazed by your beauty and majesty
    • but at the same time he doesn’t want anyone to look at you because you’re HIS boo
  • gets testy when he sees anyone even GLANCE towards you
    • dogs Jumin no matter what
    • Z: “Stop looking at her you beast!”
    • J: “I’m not even looking at her, I’m reading this book.”
    • “That’s what they ALL SAY!”


  • this donut was looking for swimwear for you the instant an RFA beach trip was planned
  • but you were insistent you had one and it was your favorite
  • “Do I get to see it?”
  • “Of course…later.” 
  • ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) you cheeky thing you
  • unfortunately, when you went to go pull it out you forgot the last time at the beach when the strap broke and your boob almost popped out
  • so you decided to go for your backup swimsuit
    • over it, you wore a zip up jacket with some shorts
  • Jumin has asked about it in the car again
  • and at that point, you were getting a little anxious being in your swimsuit so you just smiled and hoped for the best
  • you stayed in your jacket and shorts for a while, even though it was getting hot
  • you reached your breaking point and when the donut left to go to the bathroom you took off your jacket and shorts and hot damn did that feel better
  • he approached you but froze when he saw you in your black one piece with cat face on it
    • and it was strapless!!! where’s all the support go!?
  • when you see he’s there you just get embarrassed and all red
  • But he just sat next to you with a smile and said “It was worth the wait”
  • (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) oh boy it got hotter in here
  • if anyone even looks your way, he just shoots them this death glare
  • this donut just hangs around you the rest of the day looking at you so adoringly ^^


  • this jellybean knew what you were going to wear because both of you chose matching swimsuits
    • sky blue with pink flamingos on it ^^
    • perfect for the oddballs you two are
  • it was practically all you two talked about on the messenger
  • Saeren had to mute his damn phone
  • when you two got there he was sure floored by how stunning you looked in it
    • wooooooooooo~
  • would put his hand or arm on you any chance he got
    • “Oh no MC you have some sand on your shoulder, let me get that for you”
  • while you were sitting in the sand chatting with Yoosung and Jaehee, he was trying to toss sea shells into your top
    • and after much trial and error, he managed to get one in
    • you were annoyed at first but damn he got it straight in there, you had to give him credit for that
  • he didn’t really care that much when other guys were looking at you
  • because he knew he was your number one everything 
  • but let’s not talk about that
  • let’s talk about how you reacted when you saw Seven because it was the first time you saw him shirtless and YOU were floored with how ripped he was
  • he eats like 20 bags HB chips a day, where does it all go???


  • a great way to spend your day was with the people you care about at a beach
  • besides, SOMEONE had to take the pictures
  • not everyone was there yet ;-;
  • you had informed the chat that you were going to be running a bit late
    • he was just a bit disappointed but he’s a sweetheart and understands that you’re human and has a schedule of your own
  • either way, V was taking pics of the RFA enjoying their time or just stills of the ocean or the sky
  • you finally arrived at the beach
    • finding a guy with ice blue hair was easy to spot
  • but he looked kind of busy taking a picture so you quietly approached and sat down on the blanket next to him
  • after he took a picture he heard you ask what he was taking a picture of
  • he got spook a bit 
  • but when he looked your way he could see through his good eye your high-waisted royal blue bikini with images of white flowers and lace accents
    • (//ω//)
  • this sweetheart tries to play it cool and chat with you
  • but you can see he has a light blush across his cheeks
    • from the heat or the conversation???
  • doesn’t want to be creepy so he makes sure to only take pictures of you if you were with one or more people
  • after hanging out in the ocean, you went back to V’s blanket where you took a nap
  • didn’t realize he had a crush on you until you were laying there beside him ^^


  • doesn’t want to go to the stupid RFA beach thing
    • would rather be at home napping
  • but when he hears you’re going, he SUDDENLY has a change of heart
    • S: “The beach is stupid. Why would I go just to see my skin burn to a crisp?”
    • 7: “There’s going to be ice cream!”
    • “I can have ice cream here.”
    • “MC is going to be there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
    • “…do you have an extra pair of swim trunks…?”
  • ice cream AND you???
  • that sounds like a dream!
  • when the twins show up at the beach, the RFA greets him
  • why do you got to be all cute in your pink floral dress???
    • why are you even wearing a dress to a damn beach???
  • he tries to be normal by hanging in the ocean or looking for seashells with Yoosung and Seven
  • he gets tired and sits down under the umbrella with you
  • eventually you bring him back ice cream
  • while you two were enjoying your treats, he notices some ice cream got on your dress!
  • when he points it out you just kind of shrugged it off 
    • luckily you had your bathing suit underneath
  • you ask him to hold onto your ice cream then you start to take off your dress!!!
    • gumdrop is screaming internally
    • w-what is she doing omg  (* ゚ ii ゚ )
  • doesn’t calm down when now all you’re wearing is your peach bikini top and shorts
  • you take your ice cream back and continue to eat it
  • boy is having an existential crisis holy shit
    • meanwhile you were screaming inside because you never expected to do something so bold
  • you’re killing this gumdrop slowly
  • finally he kind of just mutters, “Y-you look pretty…”
  • no chance you didn’t hear that perfectly so you just say, “Thanks…you look cute today”
  • omg this got out of hand but both of you were just blushing beans the rest of the day

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“Isn’t that some kind of cardinal sin, a Manchester United fan Tweeting a Liverpool player?“

“How did you know I was a Man United fan?” Harry asks, immediately aghast.

“You looked at that shirt on the wall-” Louis motions to the Liverpool shirt reading TOMLINSON 17 hanging above the fireplace, “-like it physically hurts you to be in the same room.”

Harry ducks his head, trying not to blush. “Ah. Didn’t think it was that obvious.”

“My scum-dar was obviously off, because when you first walked in here I thought you were all right,” he says.

Or, the one where Harry’s a chronically underpaid magazine intern and Louis is the Premier League’s first gay footballer and pretty much the last thing they need is each other.

Ao3, Chaptered, Completed, Must-Read

Oh gosh…  I got sucked into reading the posts on Hamilton’s Facebook page.  Here’s what I’ve learned.

  • A lot of people are going to “boycott your stupid play.”  Not sure how that works when it’s sold out for a year, but…Um…Yeah, okay….
  • The actors were evidently spewing hate and whining?  Did anybody else watch the same video I did? Because I’m pretty sure they were classy af.
  • Evidently a lot of people are “going to NYC this weekend” and will “NOT BE GETTING TICKETS.”  Yeah.  We already knew you weren’t going to get tickets.  Welcome to the club.   We’ve all “not been getting tickets” for a long time, friend.
  • For a bunch of people that complain about liberals and safe spaces and how much we cry and bitch…  They sure are doing a lot of crying and bitching.
  • Apparently entertainers are supposed to be dancing monkeys.  “I pay you to entertain me.”  No, you pay to get the privilege of watching us perform, and we get the privilege of sharing a story with you.  Don’t get it twisted.  I’m not a monkey.
  • A lot of people who have never heard or care about Hamilton somehow are really invested in hating it now.  A lot of people who have never stepped foot in a theatre are invested in hating theatre now.  A lot of people who would have never bought a ticket to see a show, let alone a thousand dollar ticket to see a show, are now intent on boycotting a show. 
  • Apparently these actors will have “very short careers” because of this move, and they “better apologize if they know what’s good for them.”  Hm.  I didn’t know that’s how this country worked.  I’ll shut my mouth now before I get detained for being disrespectful.
  • A lot of people are boycotting this show from the rust belt.  I didn’t know Hamilton was playing in Indiana these days.  Better watch those ticket sales, folks.

This is a train wreak.  

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The free class had been on a Thursday and Rosie had spent the entirety of dinner that night explaining to John what they had done in class.  She even then gave him demonstrations as she still had her outfit on.  Sherlock could not get her to change out of it but decided the enthusiasm was good.

She was sad when she had to get ready for bed but Sherlock had promised her they could practise everyday until Tuesday’s class which they did.  They usually ended up practising while John was at work because he had a busy schedule the next few weeks because one of the doctors was still off on maternity leave. Sherlock didn’t mind though, he loved taking Rosie to her classes and watch her progression. She concentrated diligently and was usually the first in the class to master the moves they were taught and then she would help Evan and the other girls who didn’t quite get it.

The first two weeks of class were pretty much the same, the third week they began to expand their moves.

This time they were made to stand in a straight line while they learned the first and second position with their feet.  In first position their heels are almost together as if kissing and in second they’re a step apart.  The teacher then when on to teach them the arm positions for positions one through five.

The next lesson they learned was the plié.  She chose a volunteer from the class and brought her up front, her name was Vanessa.  First she had Vanessa stand in the first position and then bend her knees while keeping her heels flat on the ground and making a ‘diamond shape’.  The second position for the plié was the same, but instead of making a ‘diamond shape’ this time you made a ‘house shape’.  The teacher went around and individually helped each of her students with the instruction and they all seemed to pick it up fairly quickly.

The next position she taught them was the posse.  This is where you bring your one foot up to the leg and where you connect your toe to your knee, making sure the knee is facing out to execute the move properly.  This move took a little longer to master because of the balance issues.  She gave them each homework or practicing this move until they could do it without wobbling too much.

Now that more than half the class was over, the teacher decided they had enough time for one more move. “Alright class to wrap things up before cool down, we are going to learn one more move, the echape sote.”

She began by starting in first position with both arms and feet and then you jump out to second position with arms and feet to finish.  This caused the room of toddlers to giggle and it was by far their favourite move of the day.  They practised this move several times before doing cool down stretches and being released to their parents.

“Remember children,” the teacher called after them, “to keep practising.  You are all doing a wonderful job and in two weeks we shall start some new moves that I think you will all like.”

All the children chattered and clapped and Rosie went over to Evan and told him he did a good job today and that she’d see him next week.  Evan’s mum commented to Sherlock about how polite and encouraging Rosie was and that if it hadn’t been for Rosie, Evan wouldn’t have come back and Sherlock stated she had that effect on people.  Evan’s mum almost asked Sherlock for coffee until she noticed the wedding band on his finger and was relieved she noticed before making a fool of herself.  Sherlock seemed to sense it and just smiled it away and told her he’d see her and Evan at class next week.

This time John had beat Rosie and Sherlock home from class and he was in the kitchen making tea when they walked through the door.  “Daddy! You’re home!”

She ran out and grabbed his hand and drug him to his chair and made him sit. Sherlock clicked the kettle off and also joined them in the front room in his chair.  Rosie took her coat off and laid it on the coffee table and turned back to her parents.

“Look at what I learned today.”

She began with the first and second positions and moved into the plié, then the posse and then echape sote. And John grinned from ear to ear.  “I don’t know, you soon may be giving your papa a run for his money.” He winked at her.

She looked at him quizzically but continued talking about her class, “I helped Evan and some of the other girls with some moves and the teacher said we are all doing good practising on our own and in two weeks we get to learn some new moves.”

John reached across and took Sherlock’s hand and squeezed it, “this was such a good idea.  I can’t wait until Marci comes back from leave so I can go along to a class.”

Rosie shrieked, “Daddy, that would be wonderful, I can’t wait!   How soon does she come back?”

“Two weeks sweetheart.”

“That’s just in time for you to see the new moves we’ll be learning!”  Rosie squealed as she bounced up and down on her feet.

“Why don’t you go put some play clothes on and we’ll call out for takeaway tonight to celebrate?” John asked her.

She frowned, “But I love my ballet outfit.”

“I know you do sweetheart, but we don;t want to get it stained,” he said scooping her up and tickling her belly.  She giggled and agreed as long as they could have Thai.

They all agree and John let her down so she could run up to her room to change.

As soon as she was out of sight,John walked over to Sherlock and pulled him into a kiss.  “Let me guess, you’re the proudest parent there.”

“Absolutely John. You should see her, She lights up the room and everyone follows her lead but it doesn’t go to her head.  She takes after you in that respect.”

“I can’t wait to see her in two weeks.” He leaned in and kissed Sherlock again.

When they broke, John chuckled, “I better go call our order in.”

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With regards to the rumor that Greg will play a role in helping heal Jasper - I’m totally okay with that??? Because Greg is pretty much one of the few characters with a good head on his shoulders. Since season one he hasn’t gotten caught up in the romanticization of Rose’s actions during the War the same way Pearl and Garnet sometimes do. He knows she’s made mistakes because she’s told him:

Greg: All they do is try to make up for it. They just can’t forgive themselves, you understand? Look, they were doing something awful to the planet and your mother couldn’t stand it anymore. She told me that’s why she had to turn on her own kind. She gave up everything just to stop what they started here and drive the invading Gems off of Earth.
Steven: So sh-she saved the world, that’s good!
Greg: No such thing as a good war, kiddo. Gems were destroyed, people too…

Steven: Did Mom ever talk to you about… Pink Diamond?
Greg: There were some things your mom didn’t like to talk about. I never pressed her for details.
Steven: Why not?
Greg: Rose and I talked about tons of important stuff. Music, comic books, getting sand between your toes, y'know, feelings. We both made a lot of mistakes when we were young. I thought disco was coming back, she started a war.

And the fact that he reached out to Blue Diamond when he saw she was in mourning:

Blue Diamond: How curious. I’m impressed by humanity’s ability to survive in the wild. What a strange planet. Where else would a being as fragile as a human live, while a being as powerful as a Diamond, perish? This is where it happened, where she was broken.
Greg: Were you close?
Blue Diamond: Very.
Greg: I-I’m awfully sorry. I know how hard it is to move on when you’ve lost someone.
Blue Diamond: You do?
Greg: I lost someone very important to me, too. I miss her every single day, and I think about her all the time. But she’s never coming back. That feeling can be so hard to be okay with.
Blue Diamond: I’m surprised that a human being is capable of understanding how I feel.

I think if anyone is in a position to admit maybe Jasper has a reason to be upset with Rose, and help her through it, it’s Rose’s widower. I would be completely down for this unlikely friendship. 


Why would Luke “hate” the Empire?

Why would Luke tell Ben Kenobi that he “hates” the Empire? The Empire seems to have little to no presence on Tatooine. The original Star Wars was supposed to address this issue before Luke meets the droids; but these scenes were ultimately cut because they slowed down the movie. The background information is there, however, and it appears in pretty much the same form in the novelization and radio drama. Here’s what I learned about ordinary Tatooine folks’ opinions of the Empire.

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Bad Ideas | Yuta

Genre: bartender!au | comedy

Main star: Yuta / Reader

Word count: 2 760

Warnings: Language

Originally posted by softseo

“Bad ideas make the best memories.” The bartender in front of you shrugged while he filled your glass with another shot of saqué.  You were drinking that specific type of alcohol because he suggested and, well, why not? The week has been bad enough and you just needed to forget it as a whole. Also, the guy serving you was pretty much handsome and his face made you ignore the fact that you ex-boyfriend was in the same club as you.

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Actors || Newt Scamander x Reader

Request: Would you be able to do Newt X Reader where they are still at Hogwarts but they have to hate each other cause of some background or something but secretly like each other with some fluff please. Love your work


You were sitting in class, glaring over at Newt. He in turn was returning that same glare. The reason for this? Because your families were enemies. You two were pretty much expected to hate each other. So you two decided to amuse them with pretending this. What they didn’t know was what you did after classes were out. The two of you were actually close friends, and no one had figured it out.
“Y/N? Are you glaring at Newt again, I swear you two are exactly like your parents.” Your friend spoke beside you, in which you nodded.
“I mean it’s not my fault, he’s a Scamander. I’m a L/N and our families are pretty much sworn enemies.” You spit his last name out like you were disgusted, even though it was hard to talk like that.
“Well you’re not wrong..” your friend laughed before you both went back to work.
After class you made your way outside, towards a hidden portion behind a grove of trees. A few minutes after you got there you heard fast paced footsteps.. and then Newt appeared out of breath.
“Do you know how fast you walk? I had to run to get here.” He muttered in a breathless voice.
“Well it’s not my fault your just slow.” You smiled and stuck your tongue out at him.
“Oh is that so?” Newt just shook his head and laughed before sitting down with you.
“Hey love, do you know how hard it is to act like I hate you.” He whispered, leaning over to kiss your cheek which made your face flush.
“I know how hard it is, because.. I love y-you..” you stuttered slightly saying it, looking away.
“I love you too.. like a lot.. when can we stop acting like we hate each other?” He asked, laying down on your lap where you instantly started stroking his hair.
“Once we graduate, then we can go runaway together!” You spoke with a smile.
“I like that, and I have to say, you’re a good actor.” Newt whispered as he closed his eyes at your touches.
“And you’re a pretty good one yourself.” You smiled and pecked the top of his head, enjoying each other’s company.

Sexism in the Arts

So the NY Times recently tweeted this:

A 27-year-old mother who barely uses social media is selling more albums than anyone thought was still possible

The person they were talking about? Adele. ADELE. You know, the woman who has 21.4 MILLION Twitter followers. The woman who just blew past N*Sync’s record for debut week. The woman with the top hit songs that pretty much everyone is singing.

Reduced to:

  • woman
  • mother
  • inept social media user

This is some grade-A bullshit. Because at the end of the day, the same attitude exists for women in any creative field. The same questions. The same dismissiveness and reductions.

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a mutual reception occurs when two planets/signs have exchanged rulers… for example if sun and saturn were in mutual reception then sun would be in capricorn/aquarius and saturn would be in leo. this is because the sun rules leo, and saturn rules capricorn and aquarius, and they have done a little trade off. when you have a mutual reception the energies are ‘shared’ so it’s like a big bubble of qualities that are fused. when ive done horoscopes ive never used the exalting planets in mutual reception but im sure some astrologers do

an easy one with a mutual reception is a sun in cancer, moon in leo
- sun rules leo, moon rules cancer. it’s pretty much the same as having the sun in leo and the moon in cancer.

I went vegan this past May, and I started this blog almost immediately as a reminder to stay with it. I used to get messages all the time like “oh my god you went vegan 2 weeks ago, shut up” and “wow, you’ve been vegan for a month and you already feel superior”.

7 months later, these messages have magically stopped, and guess what? My views are pretty much the same now as they were back then. Non-vegans don’t care how long someone is vegan, whether it’s 30 days or 30 years, because they still refuse to stop exploiting animals. They just use “you’re too new, so your argument is invalid” in an attempt to discredit the newer vegans that are saying the same things that the veterans are.

It’s almost as if the amount of time I’ve been vegan is irrelevant, because you still aren’t.

 logan spending time with louise because damn she’s pretty goddamn fun to be around for a nine-year old, lowkey wishing they were the same age and he had met her when he was younger, cause his childhood would’ve been so much more exciting and happy than it is in reality.

logan comin’ to town and making it his life purpose to piss louise off, ditching his friends when they end up being too boring and so what she’s half his age her fucking life is a roller coaster from the beginning of the day to the end.

logan bein’ envious of her family because although they’re poor and can’t afford certain luxuries and they’re so weird he wonders how in the fucking world they have survived for so long, they love each other so much he’s only seen this in movies and wow his family really is shit.

logan putting everybody who dares comment on louise’s bunny ears in their place, because shit, he was that asshole once, but after some time around her, he realised that while she’s this cool kid, she’s a child nonetheless and wow there are so many douches around how in the fucking world???? logan being able to pick exactly what is a sensitive subject for her and changing his ways.

logan standing back with a smaug look on his face whenever louise tears some asshole a new one,  because shit, this is funny as hell and this little devil is tolerating him and that’s a pretty darn impressive achievement.

logan letting louise fight her own battles, but taking over when things go out of control.

louise fucking up logan’s ex girlfriend because that lass crossed some lines not even she dares do and just how in the world dared she do and say those things and logan is pretty darn impressive of how many ways the kiddo knows to take revenge in.

louise using logan to get into all these fancy and cool places where only old, mostly rich teenagers can get into and yeah, by the end of the night, the whole place is ruined but logan can’t exactly complain when he’s banned from ever coming back again cause he pretty much had the best time of his life.

logan coming back to the shitty port town, not even bothering to spend time with his family cause they’re absolut shite, and swinging by the old burger place, curious about how louise’s life is going and hoping, desperately wanting deep inside of him for her life not to have ended up in a routine, and he’s just so relieved and grateful when he finds out that shit, she’s still the same out of her mind, unique kid because at least one of them got the life they deserved and wished for. 

logan spending most of his time away from college around louise, because through her he’s tasting the freedom he was never allowed and, who in the world he’s kidding, life by her side is never boring.

just give me louise and logan as friends, slowly working their way to best friends, and if possible, when they’re older, as romantic interests. 

just let them be part of each other’s life.

I remember this one time when mom and I were shopping for clothes, and there was this Cashier who was pure and kind. So anyways, while we were shopping, mom found something with a discount and decided to buy it, but after going to the cashier, mom had misunderstood the discount’s limit (e.g buying 2 of the same for the price of one and etc) so, mom got very worked up after the Cashier had summed up the price. I told mom to calm down, because it was pretty much our fault, and regardless of such a trivial mistake, there’s no reason to get worked up for simple miscalculations. The Cashier didn’t move, and I swear, you could see her on the verge of breaking down in tears the moment we would leave. After leaving the store, I was sicken with guilt and decided to return and apologize to them on behalf of me my mother, the Cashier felt better, but mom got mad at me and schooled me all day “for being too weak and forgiving”, at least I got that unbearable guilt off of me, haha!

Forever and Always

Chanyeol’s POV:

      I knew something was wrong instantly when I texted Y/N. Her messages were short and plain, no added personality to them per usual. The way she was talking hinted something was up. Joke after joke, her response was the same and I’m pretty hilarious so who wouldn’t laugh. Specifically her. 

      Criticism is all I heard during rehearsal because I couldn’t concentrate. Everyone knows I’m not the best dancer when I’m trying so you can imagine how awful I am when I’m struggling to pay attention. Copying whatever move Lay makes doesn’t do me any good either. Chen would call me out every time I so much as laid an eye on one of the dancers to shadow their motions. 

      All I want to do is check my phone and see if Y/N has responded. She’s been ignoring my last couple messages for the past hour and I’m hoping she isn’t annoyed with me. Most likely, she’s taking her daily nap. I would call and wake her up to make sure she’s okay, but I’m not allowed to have my phone out or I’ll get in trouble with the managers. I’m in enough trouble with my fellow members for not being able to pay attention. 

      After practice is finally completed, I rush towards my bag, digging through the bottom to search for my phone. My other members give me weird looks since I’m never so excited to leave the studio. Hoping for some messages from Y/N replying that she;s okay, I’m let down when there are none. Zero messages. 

      A vision in my mind shows her either being hurt or being so upset that she turned her phone off. Y/N is rarely not on her phone so this is a big deal. Slinging my duffel bag over my shoulder, I sprint out the door to the van waiting to escort me home. Once safely buckled in my seat like my driver insists, I dial Y/N’s number, sighing when the call goes to voicemail. 

      Once I get home, what scares me the most is the closed bedroom door facing me. Pressing my ear to the wood, I tune into the sounds from inside. Sniffing and quiet sobs. They’re coming from my baby. With gentle touch, I turn the doorknob, sliding into the room. 

      I can identify Y/N’s body under the thick blankets, the soft fabric shielding her from life itself. The room is pitch black except for the opening where I slid in. The blinds are shut, objects are littered throughout the room as if Y/N had gone on a rampage. These are the bad days where she can’t control her emotions. Can control her tears, her anger, or her depression. 

      Words aren’t needed at the moment. Taking hesitant steps, I place my bag at the end of the bed before prying back the covers. I stand and the sight of my baby so upset hurts me. Curled into a small ball, her arms are tucked tightly against her chest as if she’s feeling some sort of physical pain. Her eyes are rimmed red and her cheeks are puffy as a result from crying so much. 

      Climbing into the sheets wet from tears, I cover Y/N’s body protectively with mine. Lacing my arms around her to stop her pain. Shifting, Y/N turns around to throw her arms around me, muttering non coherent words in my ear. Beginning to sing her, Y/N’s form relaxes and her breathing slows. She always says my voice soothes her, no matter how upset she is. Her short breathes turn into snores. I keep her pressed to me, tightening my arms. Hoping she knows I’m here forever and always.

-Admin Minnie


Originally posted by dazzlingkai


Hi! I was wondering if you could do something where your dating Morgan and you were on a case and you and jj went to one side of the house and Morgan went to the other side and jj sees the unsub and shoots him at the same time as he shoots you And jj screams for Morgan and the rest of the team cause your blessing pretty badly and you can take it from there! ALSO SO SORRY THAT IT’S SO MUCH DETAIL!!! ❤

You are fine!  I can try to hit as much of this as possible. I hope that you enjoy your one-shot, because here it is…comin’ ‘atcha!


As J.J. hurls towards your dropping body, the blood pulsating from your neck, she drops to her knees as Morgan scrambles to your side.

“Sweetheart…baby girl…you gotta stay with me, alright?” Derek asks frantically as he peels rips his vest off and begins to peel his shirt away.

“What…” you begin to gurgle, “…did I tell you…abou-”

“It’s alright,” Derek reassures you, “Garcia won’t mind this time,” he coos as he presses his shirt hard onto your neck.

The pressure made you wince as the bullet lodged itself further into your skin.

“C-…co-…ld…” you shiver out.

“I NEED A MEDIC!” Derek roars as Rossi and Hotch come barreling around the corner with a stretcher.

“What happened?” Hotch commands as the medics shoo everyone from your side.

“Y/L/N and I each took a side, and Morgan went through the door.  The unsub, he-…had a gun trained on Y/N’s side…”

The tears that were threatening J.J.’s cheeks caused her to swallow her words.

“Which hospital?” Derek breaths as he scrambles to his feet.

But the paramedics were carrying you away too quickly.

“Which hospital!?!?!?” he roars as Reid’s hand comes down hard on his shoulder.

“Come on, it’s 8 minutes to the nearest one if we cut on our lights and speed through traffic,” Reid reassures him.

Two surgeries.

Two separate surgeries, 6 pints of blood, and Derek still hadn’t seen you yet.

“This is so stupid!” Derek roars as he jumps to his feet, “We’ve been here 11 hours, and we have yet to see her!”

“The doctor is updating as she can,” Hotch tries to reassure him.

“I just want to see her!” he shrieks.

It was the first time the team had ever visibly seen tears trickle down Morgan’s face.

“I-I-I-I…I love her, Hotch…” he chokes out.

“We know,” Rossi says as he comes up behind his colleague, “and she’s gonna be just fine.”

“Agent Morgan?” the doctor asks.

And when Derek turned around, the only thing he could focus on was the sheer amount of blood on her surgeon uniform.

“Yes…?” he breathes as his eyes trail up to hers.

“You might wanna come with me.”

The sheer amount of tubes that were encapsulating your body were enough to knock the wind from his system.

“In ICU, only one person is allowed in the room at a time, and you can’t actually sleep here with her,” the doctor says lightly.

But all Derek could do was stare.

As J.J. slowly walks up to the doorframe, she covers her mouth with her hand as she tries to stifle her sobs.

“Why didn’t I shoot sooner?” she breathes.

“It’s not your fault,” Derek says lowly, his eyes never wavering from your pale form as he takes in just how weak you truly look.

“Her body is still short a pint of blood, but we removed the bullet and were able to patch up the artery it nicked.  She’s honestly suffering more from blood loss and shock than she is the actual wound,” the doctor says.

“So…so she’s gonna be alright…right?” he asks as he turns and looks at the doctor.

“She’s gonna need a lot of rest…” the doctor warns.  “And a long hospital stay.”

“But she’s gonna be alright?” Derek pressures again.

“ICU is always unpredictable,” the doctor begins, “but…if nothing else major happens, she should be just fine.”

And Derek knew that was as much comfort as he would get for now.

Reid had gone and booked his friend a room at the motel across from the hospital.  He knew Morgan was gonna take time off, and he didn’t want Derek driving back and forth in his mental condition.

Derek was so thankful that he embraced Spencer in a tearful hug.

“Thanks, kid,” he choked out.

“Yeah,” Spencer breathed as he wrapped his arms around his best friend, “yeah, no problem.”

It took three days for you to finally peel your eyes open, and when you did you were frightened at everything that you saw.

“Baby…baby baby baby, calm down.  It’s alright.  You’re ok.  I’m right here, baby girl,” Derek reassures you.

“I told you not to call me that,” you smirk as you croak.

“I’m sure Garcia won’t mind,” Derek smiles as he leans in and kisses your cheek.

All in all, you spent a week in ICU before being transferred to a regular room and, per hospital rules, you had to do 48 straight hours with no issues before they could send you home.

Being discharged from the hospital was the biggest relief of your life.

Derek was by your side the entire time.  He helped you home, he helped you inside, and when you got inside you were shocked to find your freezer stocked full of meals and your fridge full of Derek’s favorite foods.

“Courtesy of Rossi,” Morgan smiles at you.

“So…you’re staying?” you ask as you wince trying to turn your head.

And as Derek grasps your shoulders and slowly turns your body to face his, he leans in and plants a slow, long, warm kiss on your chapped lips.

“Until you are fully and completely healed,” he murmurs against your lips.

“I love you so much,” you breathe as tears crest your own eyes.

“I love you, too, baby girl,” he smiles.

“Garcia’s gonna kill you,” you chuckle as you shake your head lightly.

“I’m sure she’ll understand,” Morgan lulls as his thumb lightly graces your cheek.

“You hungry?” he asks.

“More like tired,” you yawn.

“Then let’s get you settled in bed,” Derek says.

“Actually…I was hoping I could sleep on the couch?” you ask.

The request caused Derek to furrow his brow.

“I figured we could watch a movie or something,” you smile lightly.

And as Derek’s eyes searched yours, his heart elated that you were alive and upright, he wraps his strong, warm arms around you as he pulls you close to his chest, closes his eyes, and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“Sounds perfect,” he whispers into your hair.

glarpninja  asked:

Fic title idea: "Dear Allura, Count Me In" (because I'm emo trash and I ship Shallura)

Alright so modern au. I’m making this that both shiro and allura are 25. I’m pretty much the same age. You know what we had as kids? Pen pals.

Shiro and allura are pen pals who first started writing each other through a school program when they were 8 years old. Miraculously, they have kept in touch. They’ve discussed switching over to using Facebook, or email, but they both enjoy the nostalgia and romanticism involved in reading and writing a handwritten later.

They know all about each other’s frirnds, and how they’ve changed over the years. Allura still has the letter smudged with Shiro’s tears from when he was 11 and his dog had died. Shiro has kept all the photos that allura ever sent of herself and her mother, hoping he’ll get the chance to compile them into a nice album to send back to her.

They love each other. How could they not? But shiro teaches at a high school in America, and allura studies at Cambridge. They’ve always been separated. They’ve anticipated that they always will be. But their hearts still flutter when they find a yellow envelope in their mailbox.

There’s an exchange program. Allura doesn’t tell shiro about it, hoping she can surprise him. She’ll be at a university not too far from the town he lives. She breaks their rule and finds him on Facebook, trying to see if she can figure out places he likes to visit, piece together what his routine is like.

He frequently posts photos from a coffee shop close to his apartment. Allura chances it and visits on Saturday.

He’s there. Old t-shitt and track pants, glasses sliding down his nose, essays sprawled before him ready for grading. She approaches cautiously. He glances up and freezes. He thinks it’s a mirage. It had to be.

Allura panics. She’s never actually SPOKEN to shiro. She hadn’t thought this through! What would she say? Where would she even begin??

She opens her mouth and starts:
“Dear Shiro… I apologise that I did not warn you about this. I’m sorry if this letter causes you any distress, but I had something very important I needed to ask you in person. W…would you like to go to dinner with me?”

Shiro deflates. He isn’t sure whether to laugh, or gasp, or cry.
“Dear allura…. Count me in.”

I can't fucking believe this shit...


About Killing Stalking

Okay so I’m making this post because we have gotten a lot of people telling us that Tonight makes them think a lot of the manga Killing Stalking - and some people even wrongly assumed that we took a lot of inspiration out of it, when… Seriously. Just ask before assuming things because that’s not true. That’s kinda insulting actually, Sounfy came up with the story by herself and I helped her build around that, so just assuming that we read something and were like “lolol how about we do exactly the same so it makes us feel good about ourselves” is pretty much like spitting in our faces.

Before we started this comic, neither of us had even heard about Killing Stalking, and after a few people told us about it, I thought it would be good for me to read it to know what they were talking about. Now. I’m happy I did it instead of Sounfy, because she needs her eyes intact in order to draw, and after reading it, I had to bleach mine. Several times.

No, we do not intend on making Mo into a psychopath who wants to rape Cat after breaking both his legs because he makes him think of his mom whom he killed. Spoiler alert btw. But yay, that’s to say, both Sounfy and me found this manga pretty traumatizing and disgusting. xD

Now, if you did tell us that it made you think of it, please don’t feel attacked, it’s not our goal, we’re not mad at you at all. :3 But it’s simply that we heard it a lot of times now, and it’s beginning to sound like people are telling us that Tonight has nothing original and is just a pale copy of it, even if that’s not true and that’s not what you meant at all. So basically, the goal of this post is to say : thanks a lot for telling us, we looked at it, so now we know, no need to tell us about it again. :3

We just felt like this was an issue that needed to be addressed. Now back to the gays ! Yuu out /o/