but couldn't find time to write it

hey !!   what about a shout-out to all  of the  non-mutuals.
those of  you who didn’t get  a follow back for whatever reason
but who  still decided to  stick around to  have us on your dash.
we see you over there,  every time you like or reblog our posts
& we always appreciate your support of us, mun & muse alike.

so this one goes out to you    ——because you’re super rad !!

HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS

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“You could never back down, you never learned to take your time.”
“He looked at me like I was stupid, I’m not stupid.”
“Talk less. Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.”
“Fools who run their mouth off wind up dead.”
“Who’s the best? C'est moi!”
“It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets.”
“If you stand for nothing, what’ll you fall for?”
“I will lay down my life if it sets us free.”
“I imagine death so much it feels just like a memory.”
“I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow, for the first time, I’m thinkin past tomorrow.”
“I’m lookin for a mind at work.”
“Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.”
“You want a revolution? I want a revelation.”
“Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now.”
“Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution.”
“It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.”
“Chaos and bloodshed already haunt us, honestly you shouldn’t even talk.”
“You say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay.”
“You’ll be back. Soon you’ll see. You’ll remember you belong to me.”
“When you’re gone I’ll go mad, so don’t throw away this thing we had.”
“When push comes to shove, I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love.”
“Close the door on your way out.”
“Have I done something wrong?”
“Dying is easy, living is harder.”
“But what do we have in common?”
“You walked in and my heart went ‘Boom’!”
“I’m about to change your life.”
“My love for you is never in doubt.”
“I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.”
“I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face.”
“When you said "Hi” I forgot my dang name, set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame.“
"You’re like me. I’m never satisfied.”
“He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m 'a give it a chance.”
“I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich.”
“From what I hear, you’ve made yourself indispensable.”
“Well, well, I heard you’ve got someone special on the side.”
“I will never understand you.”
“Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints.”
“I am the one thing in life I can control.”
“If there’s a reason I’m still alive when so many have died, then I’m willing to wait for it.”
“Stay alive 'til this horror show is past.”
“I’m a general. Whee!!!!”
“Yeah. He’s not the choice I would have gone with.”
“Don’t do a thing. History will prove him wrong.”
“I can’t disobey direct orders.”
“Pick a place to die where it’s high and dry.”
“Pray that hell or heaven lets you in.”
“Should have shot him in the mouth. That would’ve shut him up.”
“Watch your tone. I’m not a maiden in need of defending, I am grown.”
“My name’s been through a lot, I can take it.”
“The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.”
“I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing.”
“If you could let me inside your heart…”
“I’m never gonna stop until I make 'em drop and burn 'em up and scatter their remains.”
“You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.”
“History has it’s eyes on you.”
“So what happens if we win?”
“If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me.”
“Oceans rise. Empires fall. It’s much harder when it’s all your call.”
“I swear that I’ll be around for you.”
“Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room?”
“Why do you write like you’re running out of time?”
“Yo, who the f is this?”
“What are you waiting for? What do you stall for?”
“If I could grant you peace of mind, would that be enough?”
“They are asking me to lead. I am doing the best I can.”

Deep Breath | one

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genre: angst/fluff

word count: 2.7k

preview, one, two, three, four, five, six


“How are you feeling today, Seol?” Yuri asked.

I looked up at her and shook my shoulders as answer. I wasn’t sure how I felt, I was there but I wasn’t really there. I was okay but I wasn’t really okay. I was just living, going through the motions.

I wasn’t sure how I should start living my life differently. I tried to, tried so hard, but my tries only resulted in myself and other getting into trouble. So I chose to stay quiet and don’t try anymore. I was lucky enough the people who were my friends before stayed with me even after I went crazy for a while.

“Come on, Seol, use your words” my friend Chan Woo said.

“I’m fine. When haven’t I been fine?”

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hithering-deactivated20170801  asked:

Joy do you have any advice on how to make yourself sit down and write? (I couldn't find a post you might have made about it, but if you made one sorry for asking!) I have five different things outlined and fiddled with, and a fair few projects that got started and died around 20k words. I can't seem to keep myself interested or focused, and I have a very hard time forming habits enough to write daily. Any advice?

I go through this a lot, either due to mental health stuff (I can literally be screaming internally at myself to do something and my brain just…doesn’t do the thing, like I’m fully capable of it but the message gets lost somewhere between thought and action) and also just plain creative burnt out.

The latter is easier to remedy because I allow myself to rest and let my brain reset by doing something like reading a book, playing a game or visiting somewhere interesting.

The former…not so much.

The thing that helps me the most when I am well and truly struggling to write (so most of the latter half of 2016) is to set myself realistic goals. While some days I can churn out a 5000 word chapter, there are other days when I will struggle to write 5. And on those days five whole words can seem like a god damn epic.

So what I do now is I set myself a goal, every day, of achieving 500 words. 

It doesn’t have to be a good 500 words, or even words that end up in my book, just so long as it is 500 words. Even if you never use them, they still count towards the developmental process of your manuscript. It’s engaging your brain and getting you into the mindset you need to be in in order to turn out the work you want to finish. One of my favorite exercises which I’ve talked about before, is the cafe exercise.

If a story stalls or I start to lose my way with a character, I take them out of their world, and drop them into a cafe somewhere in the world. Doesn’t have to be anywhere interesting, London, Paris, the Starbucks two streets away where the tea tastes like pond swill but the wifi is free*. I let them people watch, I let their senses meander through new experiences, the smell of coffee, the copper tang of their change lingering on their fingers from the coins, the sharpness of their tea, the mellowness of the flowers behind them, the way the light makes things look like they’re not quite real, the sound of traffic, the ugly sweater that person is wearing, the way they feel right then and now. I let them have silly conversations. I do all the inane little things with them that humans enjoy doing without the stress of over arcing plot (and we wonder why there’s so many coffee shop AUs) and just generally…gives you a break from your own world, while still letting you develop your characters and practice writing. And that’s the main thing.

And you do need to be in a habit of writing every day. It’s a skill that needs to be used every day, and it has to become habit otherwise it withers and dies. Great plot was never completed by talent alone. Even Stephen King, master of writing entire novels in mere days, had a dry spell where he thought he’d never write again.

It doesn’t have to be prolific and it doesn’t have to be profound.  The wheel is already invented. Fire is discovered. You’re not trying to be original (I hate that word) what you are in fact trying to be is interesting. You are trying to engage and light up the parts of the human brain that says “hey do you know what would be cool, if the wheel was on fire.”

And if the 500 words isn’t going to be achievable, well, I allow myself 250. Because any progress is better than none, and tomorrow I will try again.

(*If you suffer like I do at the mercy of your own inability to focus, fucking turn wifi off. Just, don’t let yourself get bogged down by shiny. Don’t start writing then go “oh actually I should look that up”. Make a mark in your document to go back to it later during a rewrite and insert the relevant researched info afterwards, it doesn’t fucking matter on the first write, you’re just trying to tell yourself the story and get the lay of the land right now, you can fill in the interesting tourist info spots after we’re sure we’re not about to walk off the edge of a cliff.)

anonymous asked:

AU where humans have reproduction system similar to asari (females can mate with other species and get pregnant and males can impregnate female of other species) but you still need to do the banging part to reproduce. A romanced Jaal's reaction to learning that and his and the crew's reaction to learning Ryder is pregnant ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (detailed I know, I actually wanted this as a fanfic but couldn't find anyone to write it)

You got it *finger guns*
Not exactly what you asked but I thought this worked ok. Hope you like it! Excuse the spelling mistakes! Will edit after, I just wanted to get this out while I had the chance.
Thank you guys for all the asks!


The test was staring back at her, and an extremely surprised Lexi was gapping at her.
“Pregnant. You’re… How?” Lexi struggled.
“Come on doc, I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that one.” Ryder sighed.
“Joking. At a time like this? Ryder..”
“It’s ok. The shock is starting to wear off. Well, at least that question on if Angara and Humans are biologically compatible is answered.” She chuckled.
“We still have to be careful. Yes you are pregnant. 2 weeks pregnant from the looks of the scan. But whether your body will be able to carry the child to full term is another thing. Just… Be prepared.” Lexi explained.
“Read you loud and clear doc. I should… Probably let Jaal know. Right?”
Lexi thought on it for a moment then nodded.
“Go on.”

Jaal was in the tech lab as always. Tinkering away at some left over remnant tech Peebee had lent him. He noticed her come in. Standing up for his place at the desk he enveloped her in his arms, like always.
“My darling one!”
“Jaal, you literally saw me 3 hours ago.”
“Every moment without you feels like a small eternity.” Jaal smiled, kissing her softly then pulling away.
He noticed she was looking down at her feet, wringing her hands. Something was wrong.
“Love?”
“So… What’s your thoughts on family. Having one I mean.” She blurted.
“I have one. My siblings and cousins, mothers, you.” He smiled.
“But, what do you think about having more in it. Like… If it grew a little.”
“You are being very… Ambiguous. But if you mean children, then yes. It’s something I see in the future. A bigger family. With you of course. Adoptions may be our only option though, seeing as we are a different species.” He said, holding her hands in his larger ones.
“Biology may not be a problem.” She mumbled.
“Come again?”
Sara took a deep breath, ‘Now or never.’ She thought.
“I’m pregnant. Lexi confirmed it this morning. It’s a mostly human fetus with traces of Angara DNA.” She said, still looking at her feet.
“You… What?”
“I’m going to have a baby. Our baby.” She reiterated.
Jaal was shell shocked for a moment. Questions firing off in his mind but then he looked at her. At her tiny hands. Her chest, rising and falling with air, going noticeably quicker, possibly due to fear. Then his eyes trailed down to her stomach. A baby, their baby, was growing in there.
Their baby.
Before Sara could say or do anything Jaal had her up in his arms, spinning her around.
“A baby! Our baby!” He yelled, grinning wide and proud.
He set her down, showering her face with kisses, hugging her tightly.
“Jaal, you’re happy?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”
“We’ve only been together a short while. I love you more than anything don’t get me wrong, but this is a… Huge leap.”
“Are you unsure?”
“I want the baby, of course, but I’m worried. My family wasn’t very big on… Togetherness. We loved each other in our own way but they were always very distant. What if I’m the same? Angara are an emotional race. Your children are raised together as a group. What if I’m not able to be like that? I want to love this child with everything I am, but what if bad parenting is genetic?” She sighed.
Jaal’s eyes softened. He kissed her forehead and smiled.
“You are more kind and loving that anyone I know and any child you bore would be honoured to have you as their mother.” He smiled, hand caressing her cheek.
Sara grinned back but then she remember what Lexi had said.
“There’s also that matter of if I can even carry the baby to full term.”
“But… You’re pregnant.”
“Yes, but there are still many things that could go wrong. We’re still a different species. Whether my body will be able to carry the baby is still up in the air. Lexi is still running tests. I just didn’t want to hide this from you. I’m sorry if I’ve upset you now.”
“Darling. You could never upset me. What ever happens… Happens. But I’m confident. I think we will be meeting this tiny Ama Darav Ryder child soon.” Jaal smirked.

About 2 months in and everything was looking good. Jaal and Ryder decided that it was safe to tell the rest of the crew and his family about the pregnancy.
They broke the news over breakfast to the crew. Confused at first, naturally, but supportive. Drack nearly knocked Jaal fluing with the pat on the back he got.
“Stuff strong enough to impregnate cross species. Good for you kid.” He jabbed.
“Ew Drack!” Peebee gagged.
“I’m gonna be an uncle!” Liam exclaimed punching Jaal’s arm.
“Names yet? Girl or boy? Need me to acquire some baby stuff? Crib, toys, anything? I know a guy?” Vetra offered, patting her arm.
Cora and the rest of the crew congratulated them. The news left everyone buzzed and happy for the rest of the day, baby names, gender bets being the topic for the rest of the day.

They were paying a visit to Harval to give Jaal’s mother the great news.
“Jaal, Sara!” Sahuna called as they neared.
Hugging them both she ushered them inside. The rest for the Ama Darav family bustling inside. Sahuna found the kitchen empty and made them tea.
“To what do I owe the visit? All is well I hope?” She asked as she poured the tea.
“Better than ok. Mother… We have some amazing news.” Jaal smiled, holding Sara’s hand, staring lovingly into her eyes.
“What is it?”
“Sara is. With child. With our child. Our species are biologically compatible. She can carry the baby to full term.” Jaal explained.
The reaction was immediate. Sauna jumped for joy, circling them both into a tight hug.
“I am so happy! We must being preparations at once! A blessing ceremony. And bonding ceremony. I must get one of the monks to put the derive together…”
“Mother…”
“Hush, let me fuss over you! This is a joyous day! Sara my dear do you need anything. Hungry? Thirsty? Any pain? I have Angaran herbal remedies that will help any discomfort, and come to me with questions.”
“Thank you Sahuna-.”
“Please you are our family now. I am as much your mother now as any of them.”
Sara smiled and thanked her.
“There will be some hard liners that will not approve of this. It may be dangerous with the Roekar on Harval.” Sahuna sighed.
“We know that. There’s always Meridian though.” Sara answered, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
“I just wish they could be here together.”
“Where ever we go, we know your blessing and love will follow. That will be enough. Thank you, for accepting this so graciously. I’ll be forever grateful.” Sara said, glad for her support.
“You will always have my blessing. Wherever you both go.” Sahuna assured.

Jaal and Sara lay on his bed in his tiny room together. The glowing Havarl fauna was the only thing lighting the room.
Jaal’s arm was wrapped around Sara, his other hand was resting on the small but growing bump on her stomach.
“I love you.” He sighed into her hair.
Grinning, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.
“Pretty fond of you too.” She giggled.
“Our child is going to end up the most sarcastic being alive thanks to you.”
“You bet your ass sonny.”
“Bet my what?”
“Idiom.”
Jaal could only groan and bury his head into her neck while Ryder laughed at his expense.
“I love you too.”

Full transcript of Adam Lanza's 2011 radio appearance
  • BEGIN TRANSCRIPT:
  • (music fades out)
  • Host: Hello! We got the collapsible headphones here, but uh... we're back.
  • Co-Host: (inaudible) we got Greg on the phone.
  • Host: Oh! Greg. Okay. How's it going?
  • Lanza: Hi, good. Um, I'm a fan of your writing.
  • Host: Thank you.
  • Lanza: I'm sorry to bring up such an old news story, but I couldn't find anything that you said about the topic, and it seems relevant to your interests, so I thought I would bring up Travis the Chimp. Do you remember him?
  • Host: I don't.
  • Lanza: Well, um, he was a highly domesticated chimpanzee, who lived in a suburban home in Stamford, Connecticut.
  • Co-Host: Oh, yeah.
  • Host: Oh.
  • Lanza: And he was raised just like a human child, starting from the week he was born. By the time that he was fourteen years old, which would be somewhere around age twenty in human years, um...
  • Host: Uh-huh.
  • Lanza: ...he slept in a bed, he took his own baths, he dressed himself, he brushed his teeth with an electric toothbrush...
  • Host: (laughs) Really? When was this?
  • Lanza: Um... well.. (chuckles) this happened in early two-thousand-and-nine.
  • Co-host and Host: Oh!
  • Lanza: He ate his meals at a table, and he enjoyed human foods like ice cream, and used a remote control to watch television, and liked baseball games... and he even used a computer to look at pictures on the internet.
  • Host: Huh.
  • Lanza: And... (chuckles) it goes without saying that Travis was very overweight; he was two hundred pounds when he should have been around the low hundreds. And he was actually taking Xanax.
  • Co-Host: (laughing)
  • Host: Amazing.
  • Lanza: I couldn't find any information about why he was taking it, but it just seems to say a lot that he was given it at all. And, basically, I think Travis wasn't any different than a mentally handicapped human child.
  • Host: Hmm.
  • Lanza: But, anyway, one day in February 2009, he was acting very agitated, and at some point grabbed the car - his owner's - car keys, and went outside and started leaping from car to car, apparently wanting to go for a car ride. And he was acting very aggressively, so, his owner called her over to get her to help calm him down and get him to go back inside, and once she arrived, he immediately attacked her, and his owner tried to stop him, but couldn't, and she even resorted to stabbing him with a knife, but nothing worked.
  • And she said that after she stabbed him, he looked at her as if to say "Why'd you do that to me, Mom?" Because apparently that was what their relationship was like; no different than between a human mother and child.
  • So, after stabbing, she called the police, who arrived twelve minutes after the attack, at which point her friend was... pretty close to dead. And once the cruiser came up, Travis went over to it, tried to open the locked passenger door. He smashed off the side mirror, went over to the driver's door, opened it, and the cop shot him. He fled back into the house, where he went to his playroom and bled to death.
  • Host: Hmm.
  • Lanza: And... (chuckles) um, it might not seem very relevant, but I'm bringing it up because afterward, everyone was condemning his owner for, saying how irresponsible she was for raising a chimp like it was a child, and that she should have that something like this would happen, because chimps aren't supposed to be living in civilization, they're supposed to be living in the wild, among each other. But, their criticism stops there-
  • Host: Mmm-hmm.
  • Lanza: -and the implication is that there's no way that anything could have gone wrong in this life if he were living in this civilization as a human, rather than a chimp.
  • Host: Ah, indeed.
  • Lanza: Because, uh, he brings up questions about this whole process of child-raising.
  • Host: Yeah.
  • Lanza: Civilization isn't something which just happens to gently exist without us having to do anything, because every newborn child - human child - is born in a chimp-like state, and civilization is only sustained by conditioning them for years on end, so that they'll accept it for what it is, and since we've gone through this conditioning, we can observe a human family raising a human child - and I'm sure that even you have trouble intuitively seeing it as something unnatural - but when we see a chimp in that position, we immediately know that there's something profoundly wrong with the situation. And it's easy to say there's something wrong with it simply because it's a chimp, but what's the real difference between us and our closest relatives?
  • Travis wasn't an untamed monster at all. Um, he wasn't just feigning domestication, he was civilized. Um, he was able to integrate into society, he was a chimp actor when he was younger, and his owner drove him around the city frequently in association with her towing business, where he met many different people, and got alone with everyone. If Travis had been some nasty monster all his life, it would have been widely reported. But, to the contrary, it seems like everyone who knew him said how shocked they were that Travis had been so savage, because they knew him as a sweet child, and... there were two isolated incidents early in his life where he acted aggressively, but... summarizing them would take too long, so basically I'll just say that he didn't really any differently than a human child would, and the people who would use that as an indictment against having chimps live as humans do wouldn't apply the same thing to humans, so it's just kind of irrelevant.
  • Host: Uh-huh.
  • Lanza: Bu anyway, look what civilization did to him; it had the same exact effect on him as it has on humans. He was profoundly sick in every sense of the term, and he had to resort to these surrogate activities like watching baseball, and looking at pictures on a computer screen, and taking Xanax. He was a complete mess.
  • Host: Mmm-hmm.
  • Lanza: And his attack wasn't simply because he was a senselessly violent, impulsive chimp. Uhm, which was how his behavior was universally portrayed. Um, immediately before the attack, he had desperately been wanting his owner to drive him somewhere, and the best reason I can think of for why he would want that, looking at his entire life, would be that... some little things he experienced was the last straw, and he was overwhelmed at the life that he had, and he wanted to get out of it by changing his environment, and the best way that he knew how to deal with that was getting his owner to drive him somewhere else.
  • Host: Yeah.
  • Lanza: And when his owner's... owner's friend, arrived, he knew that she was trying to coax him back into his place of domestication, and he couldn't handle that, so he attacked her, and anyone else who approached them. And dismissing his attack as simply being the senseless violence and impulsiveness of a chimp, instead of a human, is wishful thinking at best.
  • Host: Mmm-hmm.
  • Lanza: His attack can be seen entirely parallel to the attacks and random acts of violence that you bring up on your show every week, committed by humans, which the mainstream also has no explanation for-and-
  • Host: No.
  • Lanza: -and, actual humans... I just- just don't think it would be such a stretch to say that he very well could have been a teenage mall shooter or something like that.
  • Host: Yeah. Yeah.
  • Lanza: And-
  • Host: Wow. Thank you, Greg.
  • Lanza: Yeah.
  • Host: That's quite a story. That's, uh, really apropos, isn't it? Travis the chimp.
  • Lanza: It's just that I'm a little surprised that I haven't heard you bring it up all because... (laughs) maybe I'm just seeing connections where there aren't any, but-
  • Host: Not at, I uh, think not. No, I just... I didn't catch that one. I didn't uh... maybe I was out of the country or something, I don't know, but I missed that it. Thanks very much, man.
  • Lanza: Thank you. Bye.
  • Host: Take care.
  • (Lanza hangs up)
BTS AS PORN STARS

Seokjin: 

THE PRO. Seokjin looks great for sales and is perfect with the camera. But when the camera is off, so is he. He works hard and you can tell because of how known he is. He’s a pro, the pro. Probably costs like half the production costs and always has someone just off set to bring him water when the camera cuts.

Yoongi: 

THE PRO/THROW. He’s obviously doing a great job, I mean the market blooms around him. Yet when the cameras are off he goes into deep thought as to how he became a porn star and isn’t the happiest with his body. He can be a bit of a buzz kill back stage but when they start rolling again everyone’s turned on.

Hoseok: 

THE AU/PRO. You’re not getting anything vanilla with Hoseok. You have to offer him something crazy for him to agree to the flick. Anything mildly “out of this world” so to say is perfect for him. You will honestly not find someone better to work with. Biker/Car Sex/Bathing/Neck Play are his specialities.

Namjoon: 

THE REAL LIFE PRO. He’s the guy you call Daddy off set. He plays his roles as if they’re his life and he plays them sooo good. Always ready for more or to keep going because it takes him no time to get into character. The director has to call break so everyone can just breathe!

Jimin: 

THE HO. Straight up a hoe and has no intention of hiding it. He will flirt with everyone and thing on set or off. They love to play with their co stars and staff members. Always turned on and ready to go. Sees everything in life as a preface to a sex scene and always has sex written in his eyes.

Taehyung:

THE FUN HOE. Taehyung is the guy that you have to redo the scene with because you ended up laughing. Or in a scene where he’s supposed to whisper something dirty to you he tells you a joke about a seahorse in space. Taehyung messes with people off set but is always ready to take someone against a wall and won’t mind doing it.

Jungkook: 

THE PLAYBOY BUNNY. It may sound like I made this up just for him, but no. Jungkook is perfect on set, when the cameras are rolling he’s truly showing just how he got the name “Golden Maknae” but when the cameras go off he’s gone. You can’t find him anywhere but his Bunny Hole and he’ll only come out when it’s time fuck or go home.

anonymous asked:

Can I have headcanons for Todoroki, Tomura, Shindou and Shinsou when their s/o is feeling really discouraged about something? Like they get injured in a battle and couldn't help or something simple like they didn't pass a test, etc etc? Can be anything! And how would they handle that? (I'm kinda feeling that way at the moment, so I hope this helps a little.)

I very, very much apologize for the long time it took me to get this back to you! I hope that your worries will treat you kinder from now on. And it’s okay, take a deep breath, you will find your way, I believe in you. Aside from that, I very much hope I could write this well enough and that you’re going to like it!


Todoroki:

- He talks with them about it if they want to. Todoroki makes sure they know that he loves them and that they’re not worth less for what happened. He tells them that he’s there for them, no matter what and he offers all the hugs and cuddles they could want.

- If his partner prefers to take their mind off of things, Todoroki suggests places they can go to, or movies they can watch or asks if his partner wants to go and do something with their friends. He wants them to surround themselves with people or things they enjoy and they feel supported by.

- Todoroki also sees if he can get them their favorite food or drink and asks if he can maybe help in a way. In the same sense, if his partner needs space at some point, no matter when or why , he readily backs off and lets them know he’s just a call away.

- Most of all, Todoroki lets his partner know that it’s okay to feel the way they feel and that he believes in them. They will find their way and their solutions and answers in their own time. If they want him to, he’ll be there for them every step of the way.


Shigaraki:

- He is rather bad when it comes to comfort or empathy, though he really tries his best. Mostly, he tries to go with what he noticed helped other people and he offers his partner that they can talk to him. Or, if they don’t want to talk, to destroy whatever made them unhappy.

- If his partner needs physical comfort, he opens his arms and while he’s a bit awkward with hugs, he lets them hold on to him while he’s very attentive of where he settles his hands. After a while, he asks them if he should order in their favorite food or if they want to watch a movie or anything later.

- Should his partner wish to distract themselves, he readily helps them with it. Tomura either accompanies them on a stroll through the city or sets up some movies or takes them up on rooftops or wherever else they want to go.

- When he notices that his partner stays dejected, he looks at them, serious and sincere and tells them that they can do anything. No matter what it is, he believes in them and if they don’t know what to do or where to go, that’s fine too. They always have a place with him.


Shindou:

- He sits down with his love and asks them what happened. He’s patient and understanding when listening to them and he offers to hug them close, while he reassures and calms them. Most of all, he wants his partner to know that they have his full support.

- Shindou also makes sure to talk it out with his partner and to let them know that they’re just as wonderful as before and, if they messed up somewhere, that it’s okay and that they’re not defined by their failures or that those mistakes make them any less lovable.

- Should his partner wish to stay in for the rest of the day, he clears his schedule and stays with them. In the same sense, if they want to go out to distract themselves, he accompanies them. If they want to meet with their friends, he asks if they want him to come along too or if they would rather go alone.

- When his partner expresses doubts or worries, Shindou gently cradles their face, if they’re okay with physical contact, and tells them, that things will be okay. They will find out what to do or what it is they want and need and he won’t leave them alone, he’s here for them while they figure it out.


Shinsou:

- As soon as he notices that something is up with his partner, he asks what happened, or, if they approach the subject by themselves, sets everything aside to listen to them. Shinsou will be there for them, no matter what it is.

- He offers to hug or cuddle them and makes sure to tell his love that it’s okay to mess up. They can learn from their mistakes and it’s nothing that makes them any less worthy or makes them less than who they are. He loves them and he lets them know that mistakes don’t define who they are.

- Shinsou offers to keep them company, to back off or to call their friends, all depending on what his partner wants and needs. They only need to ask and he’s willing to spend the rest of the day with them or to give them space. It’s their call and their comfort is important to him.

- He lets his partner know that he believes in them and no matter what it is they decide for themselves or how much time they need to figure out where to go or what to do, he’s with them. They can count on him, while they look for answers or what it is they want.

anonymous asked:

Lmao, SO let me tell u that for the 6 months I have been following you, I've always read ur name as ironikpen (as in ironic but instead of the C is an K u know). But I couldn't find you in the search and was like ???????? So I had to go through all my follows to find u. I was always like, but isn't that the name??? *squint eyes* [ironikpen] me:??? But today, oh today I finally see that its actually "iron ink pen" oh my god. *laughs at my own freaking self*

almost every time i go to type my url i write it as “ironkinkpen” so i feel you lskdjfljdf this is what i get for not putting dashes in it

cybergoo  asked:

hi! sorry if this has been asked before, i couldn't find anything in your faq tag lol ^^;; but i was wondering what /exactly/ did you do when you worked on chowder. did you just watch over everyone and make sure everything was running smoothly or what? thanks for taking the time to answer this question, love your art! 💟

As an executive producer, everything gets filtered through me. On Chowder I oversaw all the aspects of production, including the writing, boarding, design, recording, & post production. I was in charge of shaping the stories. I did a lot of revisions on the boards, reworking scenes. I gave notes on character designs. The first season was especially taxing. But that was so I could make sure the show turned out the way I wanted it to be.

I do the same stuff on Harvey Beaks, but I can delegate a lot more because we have a bigger staff. It helps relieve a lot of the pressure.

My role is to have a vision for the show and keep all the departments moving in the correct direction towards that vision. It involves a lot of communication and quick problem solving. Then I hope and pray it all comes together the way i envisioned it. 

Then I get to watch as the network does absolutely nothing with all that hard work. Oh Joy! Still it’s a cool (if not heartbreaking) job.

The great loophole debacle of 2940
  • <p> <b>Thorin:</b> *obviously lost*<p/><b>You :</b> You got us lost again didn't you?<p/><b>Thorin :</b> ...no...okay yes but I can easily find where we are.<p/><b>You:</b> oh please you couldn't find your own ass with a map and a flashlight let alone find out where we are.<p/><b>Thorin :</b> you signed the contact, which states that you will follow what ever path I choose to take!<p/><b>You :</b> that is true, and I will, but nowhere in that contact did it say I couldn't make fun of you or give you a hard time about it. Nor did it say that I wasn't allowed to voice my complaints, or opinions. You left me a very big loophole to jump through in that contact thorin and I intend to use it whenever I see fit.<p/><b>Thorin :</b> Balin! Start writing her a new contact, one without loopholes please.<p/><b>Balin :</b> *does so*<p/><b>You :</b> * finds more loopholes*<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

omg i did not even know you would write a thing if asked?? that is maybe the sweetest thing ever and i don't even really know what to ask for except something where ferre is being particularly gentle? he is my favorite. something really horrible happened to me recently and i'm trying so hard to keep moving but have mostly just been scared and hurt and lost? but i am trying to hold on very tightly to the stuff that cheers me up.

oh gosh of course i’d be happy to- i’m sorry you had to go through something that’s making you feel like that but i’m so glad you’re concentrating on your happiness during rough times and i hope things get better soon- moving forward is all you can do sometimes, and i wish you all the best

here’s a little courferre for you, and anyone else who might need it right now :) [inspired by You Can Sleep While I Drive by Melissa Etheridge, which happened to come on when i started writing and is a song very close to my heart]


Combeferre finds Courfeyrac where he left him, curled up in blankets on the sofa, not really watching tv, just sort of staring at it. Things have been… hard. On all of them. But Courfeyrac has been worse off than anyone, and Combeferre’s never felt more distant from him. Courfeyrac doesn’t ask for help when he’s hurting, Combeferre knows this. He’s spent so much of his life being the one others lean on that his impulse, when things get rough, is to isolate himself, so as not to burden others, and can’t be told that he isn’t a burden. He’s pulled away from everyone closest to him, and Combeferre doesn’t know how to fix things, but is resolved to try.

“I need to get out of here.” He says, mind made up, and Courfeyrac turns to look at him. “Some new surroundings might provide a different perspective.”

Courfeyrac nods, slowly, unblinking and blank. “It’ll be good for you.”

“For us.” Combeferre clarifies. “I think you could use a change of scenery.”

Courfeyrac frowns. “‘ferre, I’m not- I won’t be good company.”

Combeferre shrugs, pulling on his coat. “You don’t need to be. I just- we both need some air, some time away from this apartment. We don’t have to talk about- anything. We can just get away from things for a while.” 

“It’s the middle of the night.” Courfeyrac murmurs, but stands, slowly, and wraps his blanket tighter around his shoulders.

“You can sleep while I drive.” 

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To live in this world

you must be able to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it
go,
to let it go.

—  Mary Oliver - ‘In Blackwater Woods’

I added a bunch of new fics to my fic recs page and here are some that I really liked:

Project Conventus by @gentledirkly

Despite Dirk’s fondness for physical affection, Todd finds that intimacy is a very confusing matter in the early days of their relationship.

This is part of an AU series where Dirk stays w/ the CIA until he’s 32, but it works as a standalone. It features copious amounts of kissing, awkward conversations, some sexy times and is just really good to read.

Firearms Proficiency 101 by @nekosmuse​ 

I can’t believe you took me to your private shooting range on our first date. That is so punk.

Pretty much what it says on the tin.

Farah and Amanda go on a date. Farah thinks Amanda is adorable and Amanda thinks Farah is hot. There’s anxiety, the smell of gunpowder and flowers, and awkward flirting. I love it.

Electric Ghost Rhino by @lavellington​  

Dirk and Todd are not co-dependent, exactly. They’ve just had a rough couple of weeks.

This is like pure fluff. Seriously, it has everything I love: sharing a bed, long hugs, surprise birthday parties, risotto, rice cookers. Read it, you won’t regret it. 

you will soothe my worried looks by @hippocampers

Amanda is leaning against the wall, grin unfitting for the parking lot of a mental health clinic. “Pizza?”

“So I’m just here to pay for your food?”

Amanda grins, nudging their shoulders together. “Basically.”

Farah rolls her eyes, but smiles nonetheless.

-

Farah sees a therapist. It’s a strange journey, but not one she needs to take alone.

Very nice, accurate depiction of anxiety and therapy. Also A+ characterization. Has a wonderfully supportive Amanda. Short and sweet.

When’s your birthday? by @everythingremainsconnected

In which Todd realises he doesn’t know when Dirk’s birthday is, and unsurprisingly some angst ensues.

Fluff, angst and fluff again. Dirk gets a sunburn. There are neck kisses and supportive boyfriends.

where the falling angels meet the rising apes by cosmicocean 

The thing sweeps its scythe and straightens. It must sense eyes on it, because it turns it’s head and looks right at Svlad. It is a skull’s face, grinning and bleached. Svlad stares. It tilts it’s head, like it’s watching a particularly fascinating documentary, or a cat attempting to catch a laser pointer created dot.


AH, it says. It’s mouth doesn’t move, but Svlad hears it’s voice all the same, resonating deep and forever. INTERESTING.

A story of Death and the boy who could see him, through the years.

This is a sort of crossover with Discworld and Good Omens. I’ve never read any of the Discworld books (I want to tho) and I followed along just fine so don’t let that scare you off. This is over 20k of nice backstory, character development, a fair bit of plot and just general great writing. I think it’s the longest fic in the DGHDA AO3 tag right now, and it’s well worth the read. 

Anyways, these are only a few of the great fics out there, but I hope you enjoy them!

Soulmate AU: World where you have your soulmate’s name on your wrist, right? An aromantic has the name “London” their wrist, and they spent their whole life worrying and over time everyone around them starts to find their soulmate, telling them that they just need to find the right person, its right there on their wrist. They end up going to England for college and realise that the city of London was where they were meant to live to be happy. 

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“It was actually in this episode, when I’m in the kitchen with Letty and we’re having a conversation about the book that she’s writing and I’m telling her that she needs to find a title, I couldn’t do that scene without laughing. The dialogue and the way that Michelle was looking at me, it was just so funny. We had to do it like a million times. I just couldn’t stop laughing and that was hard.”  - Juan Diego Botto

For @harritudur based on this gifset and this discussion.


He thought the seasons would change slowly, imperceptibly, over months.  But it seemed that here in the North of England one was plunged headlong into the season.  One morning you woke up and the air had the crisp snap to it, and by that afternoon you were losing the light hours early than anticipated.

As he ambled up the road to his building, Henry’s eyes chased over the windows.  Some lights were on, but he was looking to see if a particular flatmate was in.  Alas, he couldn’t tell.

Digging in the pocket of his jeans, Henry located his keys and let himself into the building before making his way up to the shared flat.  It was a budget place, just the necessities, no bells and whistles.  There was faded and curling wallpaper in the lounge and the kitchen was in desperate need of an update, but it was serviceable.  Plus, with three bedrooms, the rent was able to be split between three desperate students.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I hate to bother you, but I was wondering if you had a list of other One Piece headcannon/scenario blogs? I'd like to give love to as many as I can! Tahnk you for your time!

I’ll try to name as many as I find… send me a message if you know more lol send them some love

They are deactivated, but still have all of their things posted. They are the reason I started writing (we even got the same theme lmao I’m a loser) You should check the things out, def worth it

They have amazing stuff, I’m not even joking, they deserve all the love!!

You decide!!

Hey guys!! I’m planning to write this series that I’m absolutely excited about, but… I have one problem. I have no idea who to make it about. So I’m going let you guys decide!! I need you to picture this kinda fuck boy, womaniser, but he’s also like a good friend, a nice guy. Can you guys think of anyone? If you do, please comment and tell me who or feel free to message me about it! It’s your time to decide who you want to see on my next series!!

Originally posted by pirdhu