but i just don't want to offend anyone by saying something like that

Ravenclaw Headcanon

Professor Longbottom is the head of Gryffindor house and the Ravenclaws don’t understand why, because if Professor Potter killed Voldemort, shouldn’t he be head of house? So as Ravenclaws do, they pushed the subject even though it wasn’t their business (mostly because Gryffindors just shrug it off and move on). Ravenclaws asked headmistress McGonagall why, and she just responds with “Because Professor Longbottom is a more exemplary Gryffindor.” And the Ravenclaws are like “what? No?” So they take the matter to Professor Potter and ask him. He just laughs and says, “I fought because I had to, because I was chosen by Voldemort, and was magically linked to him, I had no way out. And Neville was chosen by the death eaters. He faced more enemies personally, and he could’ve ran and hid, but he was the face of the revolution here. Neville stood his ground while I was in hiding.”
And all the Ravenclaws become awestruck and ask for more information, and both professors just brush off the subject. And because the Ravenclaws are who they are, when history of magic has it’s lesson on the war at hogwarts, they pay more attention than anyone and soon have a deeper understanding and respect for Professor Longbottom.

Zack totally teased the two of them (individually) to get together when he found out the feelings were mutual meanwhile Jason is just tired of all the gushing he gets from Kim about the yellow ranger

Jason: “Kimberly Ann Hart, I swear to god if you don’t ask her out, I’ll-”
Kimberly: “What? Ask her out yourself? She’s not into you. Not even into guys in general. What are you going to threaten me with now, Scott? And how dare you full name me.”

Trini reverted back to using earphones so they could listen to music together, but someone always moved their head too much where the other’s bud always came out so she decided to get a splitter so they could still listen together, but have their individual earphones.

Zack and Jason (reluctantly) bet on who’s going to get their ass wiped during sparring between the girls during training each day because (one of them gets a little too sidetracked)

Their study dates are 20% flashcards and 80% ”if i fail this test tomorrow, you can tell the teacher why, Tri!” “that i couldn’t keep my hands to myself after i finally found your ticklish spot which took so long to find but it was so worth it though it may have resulted in a hole in your wall because you tried blindly kicking at me?”

Trini secretly loves when Kim plays with her hair, especially when she’s had a stressful day
she’ll collapse into her lap and let her do her thing, letting her caress her hair and gently scratch at her scalp

Kim watches her girlfriend go from grumpy cat to lazy sleepy content cat (she totally awes at the accidental purr that comes out)
Kim is the only one that’s allowed to unbraid/braid Trini’s hair

Here’s Kim’s words of advice and reassuring comments to Trini introducing herself as her girlfriend for the first time “Breathe. You’re going to do fine. You’ll be great. Just think about something calming, soothing, relaxing.
“Like what?”
“Think about me. Naked.”

Kim willing to fight anyone who insults or harms Trini in anyway and becoming furiously protective

Trini trying to bite back her words of anger and hatred when Amanda and her minions make a harsh snide comment to Kimberly knowing she won’t be able to stop any sort of aggression once it starts

Comforting each other about their
past and current home life

Instead of passing generic notes, they’re either playing tic tac toe, telling one another jokes or Kim drawing mini comics and Trini attempting to continue the story with her stick figures

Kim getting jealous when this new girl starts flirting with Trini and because this oblivious gay can’t tell the difference between a friendly compliment and I’m-trying-to-ask-you-out-on-a-date compliment, she unknowingly flirts back

Trini getting jealous when Jason asks if he can talk to Kimberly in private, when Kimberly cancels their plans because she promised to hang out with him and when Jason let’s it slip that Kim visits him in his room at night to talk about things that are troubling instead of talking to her

Kim volunteering to babysit Trini’s brothers with her
Discussing/”Making Up” stories about the Power Rangers with them
Trading embarrassing stories about Trini
Shyly but trying to act intimidating as they interrogate Kim to see if she’s good enough for their sister
Innocently asking if Kim and Trini are dating
Teasingly throwing the girlfriend word around the girls
Board Games
Movie Nights
Them and Kim getting competitive with one another during video games
Talking about their favorite superheroes as they show her their action figures
Questioning her if she believes in aliens

Kim sitting next to Trini or in front of her during Biology so they can reach under the desk and hold hands, y’know whisper in one another’s ears like losers, doodle in each other’s margin on their notebooks

Sneaking into each other’s rooms through the window

Both calming the other down after a nightmare
Kim stealing all of Trini’s flannels, jackets, hoodies. (Beanies are harder to get though she managed to steal her yellow one and replaced it before she was caught.)

Trini occasionally borrowing one of Kim’s shirts/tops

neck kisses
shoulder kisses
forehead kisses
nose kisses
cheek kisses
stomach kisses

Trini staring at Kim’s lips when she talks
Kim glancing at Trini’ lips when they’re sitting or standing too close

lip bites

Playfully bickering on who gets to be the big spoon always even though they switch it up all the time

Being able to keep up with each other’s snark, wit, sass, and sarcasm
Sly smiles
Knowing smug smirks
Suggestive glances
Amused arched eyebrows
Challenging one another

Trini resting her head on Kim’s shoulder

Kim resting her head atop of Trini’s

Trying out different cafés, bakeries, patisseries, coffee shops and learning and eventually knowing each other’s orders at all of them

jokes, innuendos, pick up lines, teasing, banter
eye rolls all the time
exaggerated eyelash batting
Kim flirtatiously winking
pleading pouting lips
Fake offended gasp
hugs from behind

Kim leaning her chin on top of Trini’s head or her shoulder

both being easily whipped and persuaded/convinced by the other

whispering sweet nothings before saying something dumb and stupid and playfully insultful to get rid of the cheesy, sappy, sentiment

Trini judging Kim’s music tastes and both of them trying to find a common genre

Finding places with the best views of the town/taking each other on random adventures

Late night car rides with the windows down

They frequent the cliff edge that overlooks the lake (swimming hole?) for a good view of the lights

If Trini can convince Kim to go hike up the mountain together in the morning, they watch the sunrise, but usually they watch the sunset after school/training

Drive In Movie Theater which either results in Kim being totally invested and Trini taking a nap or having a popcorn catching contest

Sharing Milkshakes

They always share the last donut and have a showdown on who gets the last piece

Taking selfies in those In N Out hats when they go out for burgers

Trini finds Kim singing into a hairbrush and dancing around her room one day as she blasts Top 40 Pop Songs
It takes roughly about 15 seconds to get her to begrudgingly join in
But she’s just in awe at the girl’s voice and so is Kim when Trini starts singing
They’re both panicking

Racing one another just for fun (of course where no one will see)

Snowball fights

Behind the bleachers, rooftop, girl’s bathroom on the second floor or in a quiet vacant hidden corner in the library is where you’ll find them alone ditching class and being unusually couple-ish (The janitor’s closet was just downright disgusting and smelled of cheap chlorine bleach and sanitizer even with their superhuman powers, chemicals still had some effect on their body)

Squeezing each other’s hand for comfort or reassurance along with rubbing their thumb over one another’s knuckles

Trusting one another more than anyone

taking turns resting their head on the other’s chest

Trini resting her head in Kimberly’s lap as she’s sprawled out on the couch

Zack giving Kimberly the shovel talk and Jason giving Trini the shovel talk even though they care for both girls
It’s a ridiculously lovable somewhat annoying act

Trini calling Kim “Princess”

kissing one another’s palms and wrists

both being in utter awe that someone as amazing and beautiful wants to date them

rubbing soothing circles on one another’s hands when the other gets nervous/anxious

Kim tracing abstract patterns on Trini’s back when she’s sleeping

long walks or hiking up those mountain trails
talking to each other all night and even when one falls asleep the other doesn’t hang up the phone, lovesick idiots

When Kim asks Trini what she did to get into detention this time, if she isn’t sending a death glare towards Zack and groaning like she’s suffering through hell and back, she just gives a sheepish smile and a nonchalant shrug because she’s not going to admit that she volunteers to go to this and the teacher could care less

Taking photographs

Kim’s mirror is covered in polaroids and Trini has a secret album

Trini finding out that Kim can do an absolutely believable flawless British accent (you figure out the details)

Kim mouthing the lines to movies and tv shows and Trini’s not even paying attention to the screen anymore like always

God forbid, they have hidden poetry/song books about one another that neither of have told them about.

Tickle Fights

Kim complimenting Trini all the time just to see her blush

The only time they will ever carry each other without being a stumbling blushing mess or arguing over the position in carrying is when one of them is injured or asleep

Star Gazing on top of Kim’s roof

They totally had the same idea of kissing in the rain even though they both know it’s a fricking cliche because a) they can’t get sick and b) they’re saps and hopeless romantics even if they won’t admit it

Having a snowman contest

Kim pushing Trini into the pool and Trini pulling her in with her

Kim booping Trini on the nose and Trini is just bewildered

They take turns bringing each other drinks and donuts for breakfast during the school week (Jason scolds them about needing to eat a healthier breakfast)

They meet up before first period then always text each other before their next classes/during passing periods/hallway traffic jam to complain or give them a heads up about things instead of walking one another to class

Stealing from another’s food during lunch
though it turns more into a game of sorts

Whoever gets out earlier from class waits by the other’s locker after school

Let’s just say the Rangers can’t get drunk so they inevitably try to drink themselves to death, but a body shot and a lap dance ensues

“Do you trust me?”
“Not with my water bottle and definitely not over a cliff.”

“If she goes, I go.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“That’s just your way of telling me, you love me. I’ve cracked that code a long time ago, Hart.”

“Will you please just shut up for a second and stop doubting yourself and listen to me! You’re beautiful.”

“Why did we agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven?”
“Did they just tell us to go fuck in a closet?”
“The irony hasn’t escaped me.”

“I hate this town. I hate these faces. I’m just so tired of everything, except you. Never you.”

“You’re not short,you’re just tiny.”

“I don’t remember falling in love with you. I just remember you grabbing onto my hand and squeezing way too hard when we were about to be pummeled to our deaths by a train and in that terrifying second I couldn’t process anything except a single thought which was, “You’re dying just admit you’re gay and pretty girls make you weak.”

“You’ve been shutting everyone out that genuinely cares about you”
“Not everyone, not you.”

“Do you think the world could suddenly end on a night as quiet as this?”

“Let me ask you something. Do you think there’s such a thing as a perfect day?”
“A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it’s possible?”

“We spend our whole lives stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how we’ll escape one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps us going, but we’ll never do it. We just use the future to escape the present. Truth is, we’ll never actually be rid of Angel Grove, we’re still Power Rangers and just like any other superhero we’ll end up staying exactly where we are. Unfortunately our home isn’t a city.” “Well, at least it has you.”

“You were not meant to simply be pretty. You were meant to fight back, so get up and face it.”

“What’s inside is what matters. You are so much smarter than they give you credit for.”

“I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.”

“I feel lost inside myself.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m original.”

“Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.”

“The happiest people, don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.”

“Perhaps, I want nothing more than to fall asleep next to you.”

“My life will end someday and so will yours, hopefully we die roughly around the same age, not that I want you to die ever but I don’t want you suffering of heartbreak like some depressing Hallmark movie so just kiss me anytime.”

“Thank you, for making me feel less alone.”

“I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception.”

“You are alive. You are not a sad story.”

“I love you, but don’t know what to do.”

“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you
Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“Why did you do that?”
“Because I love you.”

“I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.”

“I don’t know for sure what I’m feeling. I don’t think you know exactly what you’re feeling either. This is all new or maybe we’ve felt this way for quite sometime, but refused to acknowledge them. What I do know is that, whatever mutual feelings we have for one another is not going to jeopardize our friendship.We’re not going to let that happen.”

“Just talk to me.”

“What is wrong with you?”
“I’m crazy, remember?”

Kim noticing that Trini has bad social anxiety especially when she’s seated or standing in a public closed in crowd so she always makes it a priority to get seats near the windows in the corner or a seat where Trini’s back is covered
Kim trying to learn Spanish on her own not just to impress Trini (that’s just an added bonus) but to make it easier for Trini’s brothers and dad to communicate with her. She manages to even impress Trini’s mom and manages to have forge somewhat of an acquaintanceship, but she’s still wary.

They’re in love, that’s all I’ve got to say.

MCL: Candy’s Well Being


Soooooo, I’m not quite sure if anyone else has talked about this yet or not in the fandom but I want to address it. I’m concerned for Candy’s well Being. More specifically her mental health.

Originally posted by penultimxte

Everywhere I look people are talking theories for the upcoming episode 37. The new character, what will happen with the twins, how Kentin is connected to the twins contact for info on their late birth parents, and a little mention of how we’ll more than likely be helping Lucy with something. But one thing I haven’t seen anyone talk about is what Candy is going through.

During the whole investigation on who was terrorizing Iris, Candy decided to sneak out of the house late at night twice to help catch the mystery offender, and was confronted by her mother after the second attempt. Then there was the shock of Armin being arrested for unknown reasons to her and others at the time after the culprit was found. During this time, Amber discovers Candy is dating and outs their ‘secret’ relationship to the whole school. Later, Candy is caught in the middle of Armin and Alexy fighting about whether Armin’s hacking into a database to find their birth parents was harmless or harmful. Then Alexy wants to call the number Armin found to find out about their birth parents, Lucy calls her out of the blue saying how she wanted to stay at Candy’s house again because things weren’t going great between her and her mom, Candy finds out with the twins that their parents died when they were infants and comforts Armin who takes it really hard. Then she’s roped into joining them in meeting some stranger who can tell them more. Finals are coming up and she’s having trouble focusing in class. She still hasn’t told her parents she’s been dating someone for about a month now. She’s also had trouble sleeping the past few nights during all this within the last episode or two and she mentions her stomach feeling like it’s in knots. She is trying to balance having a relationship with her boyfriend while simultaneously trying to help her friends, which has been happening in a rapid domino effect lately (Iris, Armin, Alexy, Lucy), has been trying to keep up her grades, and is constantly avoiding telling her parents anything (because you know, parents would never understand what it’s like to be a teenager rolls eyes from so much sarcasm). Side note: Of course they won’t understand if they’re kept in the dark about her life outside their home! They need to know what’s been going on in order to “UNDERSTAND”.

All of this took place within the last 3 episodes, which was only several days, maybe 2 weeks time for Candy. That’s a lot to deal with. And she’s stretching herself thin and stressing herself out without realizing it. I’m afraid she’s going to have a meltdown after we get through the twins and maybe Lucy’s ordeal. Something is going to push her over the edge and she’ll just snap. And it will cause her classmates, teachers, and parents to become alarmed/concerned for her.

But you know what, I want her to. I want Candy to voice her frustrations openly and admit she’s had enough. I want her to breakdown in front of her parents at home and tell them everything that she’s been bottling up for so long. Everything that’s been going on. Her sneaking out to help Iris in the middle of the night (which was fucking stupid and dangerous), her actually dating someone for a while and why she didn’t tell them, her involvement with her friends in their personal matters, her putting the whole world (her world) on her shoulders and trying to bare it all in silent suffering, all of it!

What she really needs is a break. Some breathing room after getting it all off her chest. Candy has been so busy worrying about/getting involved with everyone else in her class that she forgot to take care of her own well being/mental state. I’m really, REALLY hoping that once we get done with the twins and Lucy, there will be an episode or two of the others taking care of her for a change. She deserves it.

What do you all think?

anonymous asked:

Heya, can I get 76, Hanzo and genji confessing to their future s/o their feelings and trying to kiss them, only for their future s/o to tell them they don't think they'd be a good kisser because they haven't kissed anyone before?


Jack corners you at the edge of the compound. His face unreadable. The last couple of days he has been acting distant and unresponsive to you. You dreaded thinking of the possibility that he actually hated you.

His arms were on your sides, cutting off any chance for escape. His gaze was intense enough as it bore into you, but his silence hurt.

“Did I do something to offend you,” you ask, your voice cracking. “If I did I’m sorry. I just want to go back to being friends and talking again,” you say, eyes downcast, unable to look at him.

You hear his breath hitch and you take that chance to look at him. His eyes were soft; the pained expression on his face confused you further. He took one of his hands and cupped your face.

“I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting,” he says quietly, “I’ve been trying to think of how to tell you…but I’ve come to realize that I care for you, deeply care for you.”

Jack grabbed your chin, tilting your face as he leaned in, his lips a breath away from touching your lips. You quickly turned away, your cheeks red with embarrassment. Jack sadly looked down at you.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I’ll go,” he turned to leave.

“No,” you say grabbing his arm and pulling him with such force that sends you two pressed together against the wall. His hands were on your hips, griping you tightly. Your hands settled on his chest, you could feel the quick beating of his heart underneath them. He was nervous, and waiting for your answer.

“I’m s-sorry for pushing you Jack,” you stutter, “I like you a lot too but…,” you take a long breath and tell him, “I’ve never been kissed before so I don’t know how to kiss anyone and I got nervous and scared and thought you would think I was weird and would think I didn’t like because I didn’t kiss you properly which is why I turned away!”

You looked at his chest, ashamed to look at him as well as scared. You hear him laugh and soon enough he embraces you. You look up at him and he gives you a genuine smile.

“You have nothing to be worried about,” he lowers his face to your ear and whispers huskily, “I’ll gladly teach everything you need to know.”


Hanzo sat next to you on the bench, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes closed. You were awkwardly waiting for him to say something to you; he had invited you over after all. The garden was lovely, but you wanted to know why Hanzo asked you over all of a sudden. Yes you liked him and admired him from afar but that was the extent of your relationship with him. It was a normal professional relationship from anyone’s standpoint. So why ask me here?

You open your mouth to say something but Hanzo finally turns to you and starts to talk.

“I’m sorry for inviting you over so suddenly. I have been thinking about certain things and thought it appropriate to tell you immediately than to wait.”

You looked at him confused. What had he realized? He had a slight blush on his cheeks has he turned away and you felt his hand find yours and squeezed it. You gasped slightly, your face reddening.

“I have realized that as much as I try to ignore my feelings for you, I cannot,” he said turning back to you. He was obviously nervous, would glance at your face quickly only to look at your entwined hands. “I like you very much and I hope that it’s not my imagination when I say that I know you have feelings for me as well?”

Your eyes widen, and then you groan looking away. Had I really been that obvious in my attraction to him? He chuckles as he grabs your chin, making you look at him. His smile sending shivers through your body. He pulls you closer to him and leaning closer, goes to kiss you.

“Hanzo,” you whipser putting your hands on his chest and stopping him.  

“What’s wrong,” he asks.

“I like you…but I can’t kiss you,” you say. Immediately you see his expression sadden as he turns away from you but this time, you grab his face and make him look at you. He looks at you and you give him a small smile.

“I can’t kiss you because I don’t know how to kiss,” you say nervously, “I’ve never kissed anyone.”

Hanzo chuckles louder as he brings his forehead to yours.

“That’s perfectly fine,” he takes your hands in his; “we can take this as slow at it needs to.”


“Thank you for inviting me over for tea Genji,” you say happily drinking your tea. You and Genji have recently started spending more time together and it made you extremely happy but also sad.

You liked him, a lot, and spending all this time with him only added fuel to the fire.  

“No problem,” he chimes, “I like you and enjoy your company very much,” he says smiling.

You laugh trying not to show how it affected you. Genji saunters to you slowly and sits next to you.

“In fact,” his smile getting bigger, “I like you a lot.” He carcasses your cheek.

You open your mouth slightly at his declaration. He actually told you that he liked you! He likes you!

“You gonna say anything?” he says chuckling.

You look away and feel your cheeks get warmer, “I like you too Genji,” you say quietly.

“I’m glad,” he says tilting your face.

“Umm,” you turn away.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he teases you.

“Genji…I’ve actually never been kissed or kissed anyone.”

“Oh,” he says solemnly. He looks at you, surprised at first but then smiles and brings you closer to him, embracing you tightly.

“I’ve sorry for trying to kiss you, I should have asked if you were ok with that,” he instead kisses the top of your head. You relax in his arms, nuzzling closer.

He lets you go and looks at you intently. He puts his hands together and continues to silently look at you.

“Is something wrong?” you ask, scratching the back of your head.

“The artist in me is just swimming with ideas.”

You feel your face get warmer, “Wh-what do you mean?”

isaiahjonesfurryartist  asked:

So are all the kids non-binary? If so, why? I really don't understand the whole non-binary thing and i'd really like if you elaborated more on the subject. Cause I believe we are all either a girl or a boy, you can identify as either or, but in the end there's so escaping you were once male or female. But that's just my opinion, I am NOT trying to offend anyone, I'm just genuinely curious and would like to hear your viewpoint on this.

Not all the kids are nonbinary. Just some. It isn’t an uncommon thing for monsters in particular. I mean… can you honestly say that something like The Bleb ever had a biological sex? They’re literally made of jelly. They are a lump of jelly with a face. Regardless of how you feel, you have to at least admit that a jelly-person shouldn’t have to conform to the gender binary if they don’t want to.

The whole issue of gender and sex is complicated and I’ve spoken at length on it in the past. Long story short… Gender isn’t the same as sex. Sex is your crotch junk. Gender is your heart junk. And isn’t it more important what’s in your heart than what’s between your legs?


anonymous asked:

So, I have pretty bad stretch marks and they make me self conscious. I'm scared for anyone to see me in a bathing suit or nude. Anywho, that got me thinking: how would each of the hosts react to seeing their s/o naked for the first time and finding out they have stretch marks? You don't have to, but if you do thanks in advance.

No problem! I have some stretch marks I’m not too happy with as well, so this was therapeutic in a way, so double thank you!~


He honestly wouldn’t notice. This boy would honestly be so flustered at seeing you naked he wouldn’t notice anything really. When he finally cleared his head enough to realize what he was looking at, he wouldn’t notice anything of that sort. He’d be telling you how perfect you were because to him, you honestly were. He’d be telling you he hadn’t seen anything so perfect, ever and he’s genuinely believe it. If you were to point it out he’d be soooo confused! He’d be one of those people who’d just be like ‘and this is bad, how?’ It would suddenly be his mission to make you love every part of you, and make you see yourself how he saw you.


He would… note it? It would be when he was initially looking you over. He’d be memorizing every inch of you, so naturally he’d commit any marks on your body to that mental image as well. Any moles, birthmarks, or stretch marks would be simple additions to the canvas that made up you as a whole. He would just treat it like nothing. Genuinely he wouldn’t care. But, if you were insecure about it he would try to make you feel better about it, in his own weird ways. Little things, like complimenting them when he could see them, buying you swimsuits and clothing that would compliment them. He would try to make you understand that the stretch marks didn’t define your beauty, but the way you wore them could accentuate your beauty.


When he saw you naked the first time, trust me, the last thing on his mind would be any so-called imperfections. Mostly just, awkward, incoherent thoughts, and trying and failing not to show his awkwardness on his face. No but really, nothing would change. If you point them out he’d just say something along the lines of ‘yeah, so’? It would change nothing  for you two. Actually, I take it back. Nicknames. The only thing in your relationship that your stretch marks would affect would be your nicknames. He’d probably call you Tiger. He’d tell people that it’s because you’re fierce yet beautiful or something cheesy like that, but it would really be his very own unique approach to trying to help your insecurities on the matter.


This gentle boy. The first time he saw you naked, his face would get soooo red. He’d never seen anything so perfect and if you didn’t see it the same way, he’d be so sad. He wouldn’t understand, but he’d do anything and everything he could do to make you feel better about yourself. Constant compliments for one, but not in an obnoxious way, he makes it flow with the conversation, he makes it seem almost offhanded. He has no idea how you could possibly be insecure about anything relating to yourself, so doing things like this to make you feel better about yourself becomes his goal.


Let’s be honest here, this boy worships you. He loves you so much, it’s incomprehensible. The first time he saw you naked, he almost didn’t want to look in order to protect your virtue what a gentleman, but the part of him that was undeniably attracted to you won over, and he was in shock to be honest. He loves you, and your body is just an extension of you. He doesn’t think much of physical beauty, as he is more attracted to who you are as a person, so he thinks he’s lucky to have someone as physically stunning as you. But, you’re looking shy while standing in front of him. Why is that? Once you explain to him that you’re insecure about your stretch marks, he gets really quiet for a moment. He then proceeds to point out every mark on his body. Every scar he’s gotten in training, every abnormal birthmark, that one mole that just appeared one day from God knows where. He tells you their stories and then points to your stretch marks, telling you that they’re just stories your body has to tell as well, and that you should never be ashamed of what makes you, you.


When you told him your stretch marks made you insecure about yourself he looked so confused. You honestly felt  like you had just kicked a puppy. He had just been trying to take in your appearance for the first time, looking oddly serious, when you had told him there was no need to stare at them, because you knew they were gross. His eyes had snapped up to yours in an instant, the kicked puppy expression coming to his face. All he had been doing was admiring the view ;) when you had said possibly the least understandable sentence in the world to him. But, you were confused that he was confused. Wasn’t he looking at your stretch marks? When you asked him this, he looked back down, then said “Oh, you do have stretch marks, huh? Why would I care?” Not gonna lie, you were a little offended. How could he just brush them off like that? You tried explaining to him what the problem was, because he was clearly not getting it, but he just stared at you, looking uncharacteristically serious. He told you that some marks on your skin did not define you, and that you were beautiful in his eyes, despite what you seemed to think. Then he started to tear up dramatically, asking you why you were faulting yourself and so on. You sighed. He was back. But, you were also oddly touched… He had managed to make you feel a bit better about yourself, and for that, you were grateful.


  Not gonna lie, Honey’s scenario wasn’t my best work. Not too happy with it, but what can you do? Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this though, thank you for reading!! 

Ashes~ <3 xoxo

anonymous asked:

so basically according to you it'd be ok for me, a lesbian, to run a blog called "the bisexual experience" despite not being bisexual, or what about "the-trans-label" as a cis person? the word lesbian is a word for women who are EXCLUSIVELY attracted to other women. i don't see why you can't just change your url if you want to reblog straight porn. it continues the society wide idea that lesbians all secretly like men too. even though you're not a lesbian, your blog is called that.

I’m getting really angry now. This is ridiculous. I’ve been dating girls and sleeping with girls exclusively since I was 14, not that I need to justify my ‘qualifiations’ for the URL I have. I’ve explained so many times why my blog is called the lesbian label and how it isn’t meant to be reflective of me but more a reflection of the labels people impose upon us. Like you are with me right now.
And also, can I just say that just because someone reblogs something doesn’t mean they are that. Just because I reblog something straight doesn’t mean I’m straight or that I want that. It means I appreciate that post for what it is and I’m reblogging it. Because i like women doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate other kinds of love. It also doesn’t mean I want that for myself, I can appreciate someone or something without wanting it. stop reading into everything I post and criticising me for it.
I have no desire to be with a boy, none at all. The only reason I don’t like defining myself as a lesbian is because at the end of the day I think we fall for who we fall for and I dont know what the future holds.And whether I was strictly 100% lesbian and only ever would consider being with a female or not, doesn’t change the fact I can still appreciate and reblog things that include males. For fuck sake, being a part of the queer community is all about inclusivity and open mindedness, not condemning people because they don’t fit the mould you want them to. There are different ways to be gay, none of them are any less valid than the other. There are different types of gay, none any less valid than the other. Yes I know what the word lesbian means but it’s not exactly like I’m promoting the hetrosexual agenda on my blog, almost everything I post is gay! I reblog pictures and art, some that are straight and that doesn’t change the validity of my sexual orientation or make me less gay because not all my posts are exclusively girl and girl. It just means I like the post. I’m not changing my URL because the word lesbian is in it. If you listen to me and how I made my URL you’d know why it is what it is. my whole life is about girls, I’m perfectly justified in naming it that. It’s a part of me, a part of how I came out, a part of how I found an escape on a website that for the most part (with the exception of messages like this) is about supporting and celebrating the differences in us and educating each other, building each other up, connecting through art across borders of all kinds, because at the end of the day we are all human beings worthy of love and respect.
Just because I’m gay in a different way to you and just because you might identify as a lesbian and for you that means all straight posts are gross and unworthy of being on your blog, doesn’t make me less gay. Sometimes posting something doesn’t mean I want that for me, it can be about objective appreciation. I’m honestly really sorry if I have offended anyone or you don’t get it or get what I’m saying. But please try to, please think about it for a moment. Please try to understand instead of criticise. And if you can’t understand what I’m saying then ok, you can either unfollow me cause that’s fine or just try to accept the fact that not everyone is going to feel the same way you do about porn, art, sexuality, life, etc so just shut up and respect it.

cat-in-a-hoodie  asked:

I want to write about a black character but I'm afraid I'll describe it wrongly and maybe a little racist. Do I'm asking a good way to show it without being too upfront. There is a part on my story where they all go to the beach and one of the POC character's friend is jealous they don't get scorched by the sun and the character says something like "It's one of the good things about being black". Is it okay? Or should I say something different? I just really don't wish to offend anyone. Thanks

Self-deprecating Jokes about Blackness (written by outsiders)

I find this to be a very off-putting thing to say, and feels racist written by a non-Black person who isn’t going to bring the much needed nuance to such a phrase. The way this statement is worded implies there’s few good things about being Black. It’s one thing for a Black person to vent or sarcastically say something like this, written by a Black person. But if you are not Black, i’d stay away from such a loaded statement.

Plus, you’re perpetuating a dangerous myth. Black people can be burned from the sun and need sunscreen! Even if darker-skinned has more protection than fairer skin, it isn’t like we don’t need it at all. Many people are endangered by this belief.

In fact Black Patients Have the Worst Skin-Cancer-Survival Rates. Part of this comes from late diagnosis, people not believing skin cancer affects them due to their skin tone, the fact that many dermatologists aren’t trained to identify cancer on dark skin…but that’s a whole other issue!

Please do thorough research and browse in our tags for guidance on writing Black characters, and Characters of Color in general, before pursuing your story.

~Mod Colette

Realization ~ J.M.

a/n: I love doing things I suck at :’) anyway enjoy the first imagine I’ve ever written hopefully it doesn’t suck too much since I wrote this at like 1:30 am lmao also shoutout to viki (@nightsspentthinking) for proofreading ily 

requested?  nope I just wrote it because yolo i don’t actually use yolo don’t come at me pls im being ironic 

summary: remember how 2016 was the year of realizing things according to Kylie Jenner? Well that’s exactly what we’re gonna be doing today. So buckle up lmao. Wow great description 10/10 anyway you’re best friends with Jonah and after a rough night you come to a realization.

You make your way back to your block after a long night of staying out. You’d had a huge fight with your parents over something you don’t even remember anymore but it had all been building up for a while now and you couldn’t take it anymore. All you remember is wanting to escape all the drama and sneaking out to go hang out with your friends. You grab your phone and find a bunch of notifications with missed calls from your parents. “I’m so screwed” you mutter under your breath. You look at the time,  ‘5:30 AM’ it reads. You sigh walking into your street, sneaking out was all fun and games unless of course you get caught.

You decided against going inside and getting lectured by your parents and instead called your best friend, Jonah. “Y/N?“ You hear a yawn and some stumbling around “What’s up is something wrong?” “I need a place to stay, can you come pick me up?” You waited for him to respond but it stayed silent for a while until he finally broke the silence telling you he’d be there in five before whispering  “are you okay?  You’re scaring me” “I just need my best friend right now” you simply stated and with that you hung up and turned off your phone.

Jonah picked you up shortly after and drove back to his place, both of you stayed silent during the ride. You got out of the car and whispered a thank you before walking up to his front porch and sitting down. You suddenly feel him grab your shoulder and pulling you into a hug, you bury your face in his chest and whisper “please don’t let go” he just nodded and hugged you tighter.  After what felt like forever you finally let go “do you want to talk about it?” he asked.You sighed thinking about it for a while before you responded: "I’d rather not”. 

After sitting in front of his house for the longest time just talking and joking around, you both went inside. “I’m tired” you said “yeah well it’s 8:30 in the morning Y/N it’s not rocket science that your body is tired after such a long night” he jokingly said to you before bursting out in laughter. You pretended to be offended but gave in and told him that he was right. He took your hand and told you to follow him upstairs so you could get into bed. You spaced out and stared at Jonah for a while, just looking at his face while he made another joke that you didn’t quite hear. You got a weird feeling in your stomach but you just shook it off and told yourself it was because you’d been up too long.

 When you get up to his room you look at the bed, you never noticed this before but for a tall guy like Jonah he had a pretty small bed. You dropped your purse on the ground next to the couch and just laid down closing your eyes. You open your eyes again when you hear someone walk around the hall, Jonah walks back into the room with a toothbrush and a hoodie in his hands. “What are you doing on the couch?” he asks looking at you with a confused look. “Well I don’t know about you but I’m trying to get some sleep”. “I can see that but what I actually meant was why are you on the couch and not the bed?”. You looked at the bed and back at Jonah and just shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I thought you were sleeping there”. You sat up on the couch and looked at him waiting for a response. “So you thought I was gonna make you sleep on the couch?”. “As a matter of fact, I did.” He didn’t answer immediately and just chuckled “no one’s sleeping on that couch it’s not comfortable enough to sleep on.” You look at him with a puzzled look on your face. “What are you saying, Marais?” “I’m saying that we can sleep in the bed unless you don’t want to share the bed of course then I can sleep on the couch." 

You’d spend the night at Jonah’s tons of times but you’d always fallen asleep on the couch together or on a big mattress, never in his bed. He waved his hand in front of your face "Hello earth to Y/N? Anyone there?” You looked up and quickly answered, “yeah, we can share I wouldn’t let you sleep on an uncomfortable couch after all”. He finally handed you the hoodie and the toothbrush he had been holding this whole time and you went into the bathroom to brush your teeth and put on the hoodie. You looked in the mirror after putting on the hoodie, it was really big and almost fit like a dress for you but it was perfect to sleep in since it was also very soft and smelled like Jonah, you felt that weird feeling in your stomach creep up again. You pretended it wasn’t there and went back into his room. “See it fits perfectly” he joked. “Ha ha very funny Jonah, I can’t help that you’re a giant”. He was already in bed and you crawled in bed next to him. You were facing Jonah as you both laid in bed just looking at each other in silence. You found yourself staring at his face again, his beautiful, perfect face you thought to yourself. You stopped, this was Jonah, your best friend, you can’t think that. You do not like Jonah, you can’t like him, you told yourself. You repeated it in your head like a mantra. You snapped out of it when you heard your name and looked up at the boy. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem kind of out of it”. Thanks to him you had completely forgotten about all of the shit you had to deal with throughout the past week. He always made you feel safe and knew how to cheer you up. “I actually feel a lot better now, thanks for always being there for me without hesitation. Even at 5:30 in the morning when I need a place to stay”. 

He smiled “I’ve always got your back you know that Y/N”. You smiled back at him “and I’ve always got yours”. He pulled you into a hug and you guys stayed like that. After a while, it seemed like Jonah had fallen asleep and you found yourself admiring his complexion once again. You tried really hard to think about something else but it just wouldn’t work. You sighed and decided to stop fighting it since it wasn’t gonna work. You laid there admiring his face for just a little bit longer. Maybe you did like Jonah a little, but only like a tiny bit, you lied to yourself. “How can you possibly be this cute while sleeping?” you mutter. His eyes suddenly open and he just smirks at you. “Are you flirting with me Y/N?”

Davey Jacobs (Musical) is Probably on the Autism Spectrum and These are Just a Handful of Reasons Why
  • The handshake issue: Davey refuses to spit shake at first then later does it but is uncomfortable (most other characters seem fine with it). This can be related to a sensory issue regarding feeling and texture and/or related to black and white thinking about germs
  • Davey vs. Les: Davey is shy and quiet while his little brother is clearly extroverted, louder, and very good at navigating social situations. Though of course siblings are usually not exactly, the same such a big difference, and in these specific areas, can be a sign of neurodivergence
  • Davey and Les: though at first Davey seems to not want anything to do with the newsies he seems very attached to his brother beyond the "well I have to look out for this kid" reasoning we usually see with siblings in media. People on the spectrum often have very very strong loyalties to those they are attached to. We also see in other lines that Davey seems to be attached to the rest of his family as well.
  • Distrust of strangers: when Davey meets jack and the other newsies he wants to know why jack would want to team up with him (I feel the average person who was more sociable or just shy would jump at the chance to have someone who knew the ropes show them around) he also seems distrustful of Katherine and other characters upon first meeting. This can be evidence of issues with social skills and a history of being bullied or often tricked which are common occurrences for those on the spectrum because people notice them as easy targets
  • Race and Davey: this is less so in the filmed version, more so in the obc production but, when race has his "look they got a mudda" line Les seems to automatically realize that this jabbing is just how the newsies talk and calls back to race. Meanwhile Davey seems much more offended, not realizing this is just a newsie thing. This seems like a problem in his ability to read social situations
  • Logic: Davey seems to be by far the most logical of the newsies with his questioning of the strike plan and trying to stop the newsies from beating up scabs and really a lot of instances in the show. Thank goodness they have him.
  • "My father taught us not to lie": Davey does not see the upside of lying about the paper's contents, he sees "lying is wrong= don't lie". This relates to the black and white thinking often found in those with ASD
  • Over explanation: when Davey and Les show up late Davey explains that they were helping their mom with something even though no one really cared. This shows he doesn't understand what would be expected of him in that social climate if he was late
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  • Of course Davey develops over the course of the show but I think it's mostly that he is finally in a group that sees his value and because of that he becomes more comfortable with the newsies and himself

anonymous asked:

So, because I see how thought-out your answers are, I was going to ask you why you like Nico so much, because I honestly don't see where the likeable-ness of his character is, besides the angst. I'm really not trying to offend you or anything but... Just wanted to know :)

You’re in luck because there are two characters in the world that I am endlessly patient about waxing poetic about (so basically don’t expect me to put this much effort into defending anyone else). The first is Keladry of Mindelan, and the second is Nico di Angelo.

I think the number one thing I love about Nico’s character is how contrary it is to what you’d EXPECT a son of Hades to be? Like, we are first introduced to him as this dorky, overly excitable kid with no brain-to-mouth filter. He’s really, really not the dark and broody prince I so often see him visualized as? I mean, he’s a huge mythomagic geek who loves the game so much he recites the stats of cards back at you (my heart).

Anyways, moving on. He has this reputation as a character who is standoffish with questionable loyalties (thanks, Percy), which makes it easy to conclude that he cares only about himself and angsts all the time (he doesn’t), but the thing you have to understand is Nico is entirely motivated by love. Remember the scene in HoH where Frank says that bit about “we’ll do anything for someone we love,” and Nico answers bitterly, “I guess we will”? That wasn’t just about Percy. His entire journey from the Titan’s Curse through Son of Neptune is based on his love for his sister Bianca and his desire to bring her back. When he tricks Percy into seeing Hades in TLO, it’s because he wants information about his mother. This shows another important aspect of his character - he lacks guile. Nico’s really sort of naturally trusting and naive and when he makes a deal with his father, he never figures Hades could renege on the deal or have ulterior intentions. Naturally, when this is what ends up happening, Nico immediately feels remorseful and from that point on becomes completely focused on redeeming himself to Percy. He cares so much about Percy’s opinion of him and it’s obvious way before the HOO series even began. Ultimately Nico wants to do the right thing, hence why he convinces his father to join the rest of the gods in fighting the Titans.

I also really like that regardless of situation, Nico is basically compassionate. There are so many instances throughout both series where Nico shows kindness beyond what is necessary, and not for personal gain? To list it sort of succinctly - Nico is the only one to notice and talk to Hestia when all the other campers wouldn’t bother. He talks to and befriends Iapetus/Bob and tells him good things about Percy. He is seen talking to and reassuring Gwen (Roman legionary who dies and comes back to life in the beginning of SoN) when he doesn’t even know her that well. Nico isn’t really all that socially awkward or shy about approaching people (he’s guarded, sure, and thanks to Tartarus his insecurities about being hated and isolated are all brought to the surface, but Nico isn’t stingy about helping other people or giving them his attention). He notices the unnoticed and the forgotten, and I think it’s because he knows what that isolation feels like, and he can empathize. He’s also kind and affectionate towards Hazel, to the point that she becomes incredibly loyal and affectionate to him in kind (and she doesn’t seem the type to form attachments so easily). I really don’t think she feels that way towards him simply because she’s grateful to him for bringing her back to life - he tries to treat her as he would a real sibling and so she returns the favor.

Finally, I think Nico is ultimately a good kid. I’m predisposed to like antihero types, which is often what Nico is framed as (being a son of Hades, being someone not part of the main crew), but right from the start there was no real doubt that when it came down to it, he’d put doing the right thing first. His searching for the Doors of Death was all to help with the Prophecy of Seven quest. Remember when he said he would disappear after the prophecy was over? If he honestly only cared for his own interests, he’d have disappeared long before then. He’d have no reason to volunteer to transport the Athena Parthenos. He might be “angsty” but he never lets it get in the way of the quest. This kid is someone who looked up to Percy when he was 10, and saw him as a “real hero,” and that admiration is really telling of his character - heroism is something that appeals to Nico, and I think he’s growing up to be quite a hero himself.

anonymous asked:

A DEH tree bros fic where after Connor pushes him instead of just like being shook and then going into waving through a window Evan gets up and follows Connor and asks if he's ok because he knows he's not (because mentally ill people def recognize other mental ill people) ... That was a fic request/suggestion thing. You don't have to write it if you don't want to but if you do that's cool too thanks

Part of me wants to make this a multiple part thing. but I don’t know if anyone would want that from me. Anyway, here you go, thanks for requesting!

This turned into a chapter thing, so: [Chapter 2]

[AO3 version]

It’s anger. No, actually, that’s not quite what Evan sees. Yes, there’s anger there, pushing it’s way out in the “you’re the freak” Connor sends at him. Pushing it’s way out through the shove he sends Evan to the ground with. Yet, that’s not it. It isn’t anger that registers to Evan.


It’s only a second. Between the anxiety that creeps into Evan’s lungs and the cold of the ground, he registers pain in the words. Before he can think- and isn’t that how it always is- he’s stumbling to his feet and through the streams of students flooding the halls to follow Connor.

He’s sick too.

There’s this familiarity that he recognizes. Part of him argues, that he could be wrong. That he’s misunderstanding, that he’s just projecting. Hoping for someone to understand. Still, Evan follows.

A bell rings, signaling students to start heading to their classes, but instead of listening to the part of him that says he should turn around and do just that, he catches up to Connor. It’s only once he’s close enough to speak, that his mind catches up with what he’s actually doing and words catch in his throat.

“Are you okay?” Evan is more startled by his own voice than the snap of Connors gaze from a glare at the path ahead of him, to one at Evan’s face. Instinct has Evan curling in on himself.

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anonymous asked:

hey a while back I sent an ask about this and I don't know if it went through but user mch/anz/otr/as/shb/in is a trans exclusive radical feminist and anti-transgender. I just want your followers here (esp trans followers) to be safe!

Okay, normally I wouldn’t want to encourage call-out culture because this isn’t what the blog is about. We’ve been the victim of witch hunts and call-out posts before where people immediately believe whatever they read, and oftentimes, this stuff just isn’t true. When we do make the community aware of blogs that are potentially dangerous or harmful, we make sure to do our research and look for any sort of proof behind the claims.

When this anon first approached us a few weeks back, we searched through the blog in question and couldn’t find anything. But this anon came into our PMs (i.e. came off anon) and provided us with a lot of really troubling sources from this person’s personal blog, where they cite themselves as being a radical feminist. They also provided us with multiple posts on said personal blog, which we will provide simply for the sake of proving that we aren’t making any of this up:

As you can see, they are a Trans-Exclusionary Radical Feminist (TERF) and we feel this is a danger for any trans McHanzo fans out there who may not realize this when they reblog from the McHanzo blog mentioned by the anon. 

PLEASE KEEP IN MIND, WE DO NOT WANT YOU SENDING HATE, DEATH THREATS, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT TO THIS PERSON. WE DON’T WANT YOU STIRRING UP DRAMA. We’re only alerting our followers because we want to ensure this blog is safe for all shippers, including our trans brothers, trans sisters, and non-binary siblings. For this reason, we will no longer be reblogging from them and we apologize to any trans followers we may have offended or hurt by reblogging their content. 

Before anyone says, “Your blog is all about drama, you’re using your follower count to bully someone, you have no business posting this,” I’m going to stop you right there. When someone comes to us with something like this, I feel it’s our obligation to speak up rather than to stay quiet. Yes, we may lose followers over this and we may get people angrily spamming our ask box, but in my eyes, it’s far more important to practice what we preach. We’re dedicated to making this blog a safe space for all and we’re not going to reblog content from a TERF, nor are we going to sweep the issue under the rug when a concerned follower brings this to our attention. 

Stay safe, trans friends. ❤

anonymous asked:

How would Suga, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Kuroo react to an S/O who uses morbid/self-depricating humour? But like its just their sense of humour? Like they don't actually want to die or think they're that bad at everything, it's just what they joke about? (i.e. "at least if I die I don't have to do exams lol" "lol cause we all know I'm an incapable mess haha" y'know that sorta stuff)

Okay, so I decided not to put in anymore examples of these kinds of jokes other than the ones that you’ve provided, Anon, I only focused on the boy’s reaction to them. Mainly because I know how this kind of joking can get out of hand really fast and the last thing I want is for people to think that these types of comments should always be taken as jokes - they shouldn’t, get to know the person that is saying them.

I hope that makes sense? I primarily don’t want anyone to think that I take comments like these lightly - I don’t and my anxiety won’t let me when I hear others use words like this, but I do find myself saying similar things, especially when it comes to my schoolwork or my workplace in general.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy, Anon.

P.s. Please remember to always let me know if I have done anything to offend anyone. It’s the last thing I want to do and am always willing to change it. As someone who is striving to write for my career, I take these things that you guys send me and try to challenge myself to shove my mind into that characters thought process, even in touchy situations. There are certain topics that I am not ready to breach yet - which is why you’ve seen me deny some requests - but I know that there may be a day in my career when I might have to. Until then, I’ll do my best to represent everything as accurately as my knowledge will allow. So, really, never feel bad to let me know when things did not add up well. It just means that I need more time to research as a writer and that I am not prepared to tackle a certain/controversial topic. Sorry, I’m always worried about things I post.

Sugawara Koushi

  • Legit, I feel like he kinda has this sort of humor as well. Like, he makes these kind of comments to Daichi and Asahi all the time (Asahi usually freaks out) and so when they start using them as well, he completely understands. He’d just nod his head and play up the talk with them.
    • But I feel like this is also something he had to check on when he discovered that it was their main source of jokes. Occasionally, he got it, then when it just kept coming, he felt the need to pull them aside and ask them seriously. He just wants to make sure. He loves them and doesn’t seriously want anything bad happening to them.
    • I’m sure he stills checks in every now and then - even with being reassured all the time. It’s just one of those things that’s always edging at the back of his mind and he needs to be told that they love themselves.

Oikawa Tooru

  • Would have idea how to respond the first time one of those lines comes out of their mouth. They’re probably sitting there having a good time and then next thing you know his face completely crumbles and he stares at them with those large brown doe eyes. But he wouldn’t know what to say cause they said it so nonchalantly and yet it’s not something you just say nonchalantly??
  • He’d totally let it go the first time and when it popped up the next time, he’d just give them this look and get all serious. He’d need them to tell him that they didn’t feel that way about themselves and that they believed themselves to be a wonderful person!
    • I feel like Oikawa’s dealt with self-hate before, so this is something he takes very seriously when he hears it from them. He might even have a really hard time with their humor for quite a while even with the constant reassurances that it’s not what they really believe about themselves.

Bokuto Koutarou

  • His instant response would be to start listing everything about them that was beautiful and magnificent. It doesn’t matter that they’re joking, they mean everything to him and he won’t sit back and let them talk bad about themselves in any way, shape, or form.
    • Seriously, I think the first time they say something like that he’d be so close to tears, he wouldn’t know what to do. Those are the last kind of words that he wants coming from them because they are so beautiful. Precious boy might end up weeping with relief when they tell him they don’t really mean it.
  • It would be a constant thing of reassurance every time they make a joke like that. He’d turn to them with panic in his eyes every time and they’d have to quickly reply with ‘joking’ lest they want him to start getting all emotional over all the reasons he loved them again.

Kuroo Tetsurou

  • He’d laugh the first time a joke like that came from their lips, just like, yup I’ve felt that way before kind of reaction. But when it happened again he might even call them out right there about easing up on the self-abuse. He’d definitely watch them carefully from there, seeing how they hold themselves and comparing their words with their actions.
    • He’ll notice the way that they don’t really line up? Like, they hold themselves too confidently to really feel the way their speaking, kinda thing? But he’d of course question them just to be certain.
  • The joking would continue and he’d always keep an eye on them and when they’re having a bad day, he won’t let them even say things like that. There’s no reason to be saying those thing - even as joke - when their already feeling bad. He loves them and cares very deeply about their mental health and will be there to protect them even when they don’t think they need it.
Latte, With Honey

My piece for @caffeinewitchcraft‘s Caffeine Challenge #21!  It’s been awhile since I’ve done any writing, so this is a bit rusty, but I thought it would at least be a fun exercise for a Sunday morning.  I used prompt #4.  Hope you enjoy!

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Different Kind of Love

@casbabydontgoineedyou - congrats on your 1k, lovely!
This is for your challenge. As discussed, the only supernatural reference is the fact that Jensen Ackles is in this.
Thank you to my brilliant friend @whispersandwhiskerburn for being a marvelous Beta. Angel is a delight to work with, and I say work with because she really puts her all in to making sure you’re delivering the best you can. Hope you like the ending(ish), Angel - it’s for you!

A/N: This is gonna be interesting if you haven’t watched Ten Inch Hero or aren’t familiar with the actors names - but you’ll figure it out, I’m sure… good luck.
Prompt: I can’t believe you’re not in the mood to argue.
Warnings: fluff, confusion, awkwardness…
Summary: While filming on the set of Ten Inch Hero, YN longs to catch the eye of a cast mate… but will another get in the way?

Originally posted by jensengifsdaily

“You know he has his eye on Danneel, right?” Clea whispered, nudging my shoulder and following my gaze towards the two actors who were currently flirting. I gave a short hmph and turned my attention to Clea, glaring.
“YN.” Johnny called, probably looking to go over lines or something. I raised an eyebrow at Clea and left her looking confused.
“What’s up?” He pulled me under his arm as I approached, trapping me in a headlock. I wrapped my arms around his waist, complying and going with it so he couldn’t throw me off balance.
“Thought I’d save you.” He said, ruffling my hair and laughing as I tightened my grip around him in a tight retaliatory bear hug that made him grunt.
“Save me? Is that what you call this?” I asked, pushing against him, wrestling to get him off me.
“I see you’re staring again.” He muttered, loosening his grip, stumbling forward when I pushed him in the back, freeing my head.
“And? A girl can look!” I defended, flattening my hair and glancing back at my cast mates, Jensen and Danneel.
“You’re gonna get caught looking one day, kid.” He warned quietly. I rolled my eyes and punched his arm.
“And maybe that’s when we fall madly in love!” I gave him the cheesiest smile I could.
“I can’t believe you’re not in the mood to argue!” Johnny teased, trying to poke my side as I swatted at him, the smile still in place.
“Lines?” I asked, not-so-subtly changing the topic and pulling him toward the table in the small cafe set.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do RFA+V+Saeran reacting so someone saying something rude/racist to African American MC? I don't see enough of it if there is any :(. If that's not comfortable then that's totally fine

OH MY GOD it’s ok gurl i gotchu ppl so racist nowadays i’m !!!!! >:( also sorry this took forever :3


  • at first he’s too shocked to say anything
  • he’s just looking at that chick like 
  • excuse me? did you really just say that?
  • then he wakes up and
  • “What do you think you’re saying to MC? Her skin is anything but ‘gross’ you racist prick. Next time, take a look in the mirror before you insult my girl.”
  • *insert angry Yoosung emoji*
  • also this boy lmfao he stomps on that person’s foot and sticks out his tongue 
  • A+ for effort am i right or am i right


  • it’s kinda scary but super manly at the same time
  • he grabs that person by the collar and threatens tells him off real good
  • “Sir, please watch your mouth or I’ll watch it for you. And if you’re too idiotic to understand, it means that I’m ready to give you a knuckle sandwich anytime.”
  • did i just use a term back from the 2000s you bet i did it’s just so rad right
  • gurl that guy is peeing his pants
  • not that you’re surprised tho i mean you’re about to piss your pants just from watching him teach someone else a lesson
  • holy cow can he be scary sometimes


  • she didn’t register the words quite as fast as you’d think
  • but then when she DOES realize what that person just said
  • “Excuse me, please watch your mouth. We live in a multicultural and diverse community. If you wish to dispose of your filthy words, please do so in your own private area - preferably at yourself and not at others. Thank you for your cooperation”
  • ok now you weren’t sure if it was PROTECTIVE mode or BUSINESS mode but i gotta say, she looked p r e t t y c o o l
  • then she takes you by the arm and pulls you away from the bewildered lady (she’s shook)


  • he cocks one eyebrow up as if he’s amused at the comment his dinner party guest just made
  • “I’d like you to excuse yourself from this table, Mr. kfnjhkdbnerkng”
  • that guy just looks at Jumin like what??? I’m not a child why are YOU excusing ME from the table
  • “Did you not hear me clearly? This dinner no longer needs your presence. Please leave before you embarrass yourself more than you already have.”
  • after everyone leaves he apologizes to you and is like “I will NEVER allow anyone to say that about you ever again.”


  • it was all smiles and laughs at first cuz of like memes and whatever
  • but then his friend made a racist joke and Seven legit just stopped laughing
  • “It’s not funny.”
  • “What? C’mon, it’s a little bit-”
  • “No, it’s not, also if you didn’t notice MC is sitting right here. Do you realize how uncomfortable you just made her feel? Racist jokes aren’t funny, they’re just racist.”
  • people are just starin at Seven like he’s some wild animal (who knew he could be so serious)
  • anyway, the get together is over time to leaveee


  • he didn’t know it was racist
  • he just suddenly saw that you were upset and it was like WHO DID THAT
  • “Hey! what did you just say? MC isn’t happy anymore.”
  • that guy is like what what? nothing i didn’t say ANYTHING but they continued to laugh
  • so Saeran started to get mad
  • he slammed his fist on the cafe table and THREW HIS COFFEE AT THIS GUY


  • he does that eye squinting frown thing like when you hear something and you don’t feel good about it but you’re not sure if you should start yellin or wait a bit longer
  • you tell him you wanna leave but he’s like no wait lemme teach these girls a lesson
  • soooo he walks up to them and says something along the lines of this (y’all are at a bar btw)
  • “Hey, you know, I’d LOVE to buy you girls a drink, but I don’t think they sell mouthwash here. Bummer, huh? I really wanted to help clean those filthy mouths of yours.”
  • the sass is real

I hope that was okay. I’m not African American but I DO NOT TOLERATE RACISM like pls guys be nice. there’s only so many years you have to live so why spend time hating on others when you can compliment them and make friends and send love and just ???? share happiness 

~Cherry L.

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Kitten - D.S.

Summary: Meeting the love of your life at an animal shelter is not something you would have expected

Requested by anon 

A/N: LOL i have no idea how animal shelters work and I realized that half way through :)

You volunteered at an animal shelter every Friday, preferring to help take care of animals than go out, or stay home all by yourself. You were currently taking care of a baby kitten. 

“Oh I’m sorry!” A random boy bumped into you. “I didn’t see you there!” He exclaimed, his hands going to steady you. 

“It’s alright.” You glanced at what he was wearing, a black long sleeve with a red ‘D’ below the left shoulder and black ripped skinny jeans. 

“I’m guessing the ‘D’ stands for either a brand you love or your name?” You asked, holding up the baby kitten in your hands to point at the letter. 

“Yeah, it actually stands for Daniel. Unless, you know, you want it to stand for something else.” He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “That was so bad and weird, I’m so sorry.” He rushed out, blushing. 

You laughed, finding it cute how awkward he was being. “It’s alright, I’m (Y/N).” You smiled at him and he smiled at you. 

“Lovely name for a lovely person.” He grinned at you. He extended his arm, silently asking if he could pet the kitten. 

“Go ahead, but be careful, she bites sometimes.” You slowly moved the kitten towards him, holding her out so he could pet her. 

“Ow!” Daniel pulled his hand back almost immediately. 

“Are you okay!” You quickly put the kitten back in her cage, turning towards Daniel to inspect his wound. 

“I’m fine, just a little scratch. I didn’t expect it, that’s all.” He grinned at you, making you melt. God that smile, it’s so beautiful. I could stare at all day.

“I did warn you.” You teased, walking him towards a the sink so he could wash the scratch. 

“I know, but animals love me! And people too.” He joked, washing his hands and drying them. 

You washed your hands, drying them off before turning towards him. 

“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised.” You blushed when he winked at you, biting your lip. 

“Oh! I almost forgot, do you mind taking a survey?” He asked as he reached for something in his back pocket. 

You felt slightly… offended? You thought he was flirting with you, but it turns out all he wanted was for you to take a survey. 

“Uh, no. Not at all.” You smiled tightly at him. He grinned back at you, opening his phone and handing it to you. 

When you looked down at the phone you saw a the ‘new contact’ screen opened. You glanced at him, seeing him bite his lip. 

With a sudden boost of confidence, you typed in your number and put in a nickname. You handed it back to him, already blushing at the nickname you put. 

“Kitten.” He grinned, sending you another wink, making you blush even harder. 

“Well, I thought you might need a little reminder of today.” You glanced around, spotting the kitten you had earlier running around. “Oh no, not again!” You ran after the kitten, chasing it around the whole shelter. 

Daniel tried to help, but the kitten ended up scratching him again. “Ow, son of a-” He cut himself off, putting pressure on the scratch that ended up going slightly deeper than the last one. 

“I’m so sor- ah!” You yelped in pain when you felt tiny claws on the back of your legs. “Hey you, get over here.” You picked up the kitten, walking over and putting her back in the cage. You made sure to close the cage before walking over to Daniel. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine.” He mumbled, checking out the scratch. 

“Here, let me clean you up.” You grabbed his hand and lead him to an office like room. You grabbed his arm, seeing a small amount of blood. “Let me clean you up.” 

You grabbed a small disinfecting wipe, softly wiping the scratch. When you were done, you put small hello kitty band-aids on him. “Sorry, it’s the only ones we have.” You apologize, looking at him to see him already starring at you. 

“What, is there something on my face?” You asked embarrassed, wiping your face. 

Daniel grabbed your arms softly, smiling up at you. “Has anyone ever told you what’s wrong with you?” 

You furrowed your eyebrows confused as to what you did. “No?” 

“Good, because it’s not a damn thing.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss you. 

*1 year later* 

“Babe?” You heard Daniel call out from the living room. 

“In the kitchen!” You called out as you closed the fridge door. You set the cartoon of orange juice on the counter, opening it and then pouring juice into the cup.

“Can you come here for a second?” He called out, making you roll your eyes. 

“I’d rather not. Last time you asked me that I got attacked with silly string.” You yelled back, drinking your juice after. 

“I promise you won’t get attacked.” He poked his head into the kitchen, smiling at you. That same smile I fell in love with one year ago. “By silly string.”

“Daniel…” You warned him, slightly glaring at him. “I don’t know what you’re trying to pull, but remember I will break up with you! Even if it is our one year anniversary!” 

“Please?” He pouted, still not entering the kitchen. 

“Fine.” You sighed, pretending to be annoyed. “But I’m not kidding. I will do it.” You walked over to him, giving him a light kiss.

“I know you will, kitten.” He gave you another soft kiss, and then another one, this one longer. 

Suddenly, you heard a small ‘meow’ coming from behind your boyfriend. 

“What was that?” You asked as you pulled away, checking behind him.

“That, my love, was our baby.” He grinned at you, going over to pick it up. It looked exactly like the kitten that you were holding when you first met Daniel, from the crystal blue eyes, to the light grey hair. “Babe, I want you to meet Aphrodite, Di for short.” 

“Oh my god, Daniel! Where did you get her!” You rushed over to hold her, your heart fluttering at the somewhat familiar scenario. 

“I got her at the animal shelter that you use to volunteer at, the one where we meant.” He softly pats Di on the head, almost getting bit in the process.  

“Yup, just like her mother.” He mutters, hugging you instead.

“What do you mean?” You turn to look at him, a small smile on his lips making you grin. “No! Really!” You giggled, smiling down at the kitten. “But she was adopted?”

“She just had kittens, and the people who adopted her decided to give them to the shelter, since it was how they found her. I went yesterday to adopt a kitten, and when I heard that her kittens were in the shelter, well. I just had to, it was fate.” He kissed your head, trying once again to pet Di but she just wouldn’t let him. 

“I guess she just loves me more.” You teased, sticking your head out at him. 

“Whatever, I still have you.” He leaned down to kiss you, Di scratching him in the process some how. “Ow! That little demon, just like her mother!” He playfully scolded the kitten, only for her to swing her claw at him again.

“I love you.” You smiled up at him, kissing him. He broke away, giving you an Eskimo kiss.

“I love you, too kitten.” 

Why do I only write at 12AM? 

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this! It’s pure fluff (I hope), and no angst. 

Also, shout out to @impossibly-not a>​ for giving me the idea of the ‘D’ pick up line and encouraging my crazy self to use all 3 pick up lines!!! 

anonymous asked:

Hey would you write something with kandrew (kevin+andrew), i don't even think they have a ship name but they would br super cute could you write something even about their physical appearance and height difference? ; ) I hope that you'll take this prompt cause I look forward to read it

Here you go! I hope you enjoy it! There is some background mentions of Kandreil, I hope that’s okay. there are also some brief mentions of Kevin’s bad relationship with food, in case anyone needs to stay away from that.

It was Sunday, which meant it was the one day Kevin gave himself to sleep in. So to say he was irritated at being shoved awake at 7:30 in the morning was an understatement.

He rolled over, smacking his hand onto his forehead and blinked blearily at the light. Once his eyes focused, he could just make out Andrew’s impassive face staring down at him. “What do you want?” he asked, trying to sound menacing, but only managing pathetic.

Andrew looked impatient. “The pop tarts are on the top shelf.”

“Jesus…really, Andrew?”


Kevin sighed and threw the covers off. Normally, Andrew would have convinced Neil to climb up on the counter to get them, but Neil’s team had an away game that weekend, while they were at home. So harassing Kevin was his only option.

Andrew said nothing as Kevin followed him into the kitchen. Kevin looked up and saw the the offending cabinet had been left open and that there was a chair shoved up against the counter. At least Andrew had tried to get it on his own before waking Kevin up. That had to count for something. Kevin reached up for the for the box, letting his sleep shirt ride up a little bit to reveal a strip of his abs. If he had to be awake this early, he would at least make Andrew sweat for it a little bit.

He brought the box down and set it on the counter. Before he could say anything, Andrew pulled him down by the neck into a kiss. Kevin very charitably said nothing about the fact that Andrew had to press up on his toes to get Kevin to his level and kissed him back. Kissing Andrew was a delicate thing and though Kevin really wanted to lift Andrew up onto the counter like he did with Neil for a better angle, he resisted the urge. He was content just to have this.

After a moment, Andrew pulled away and reached for the pop tart box. He took one out of the package and bit into it, making Kevin wrinkle up his nose in disgust. “You’re not even going to toast it first?”

Andrew stared blankly at him. “You are the only person who still toasts pop tarts.”

Kevin glared. “I am not. Plenty of people toast their pop tarts because they know society has rules.”

Andrew rolled his eyes. “Keep talking and I’ll pour syrup on it and make you watch me eat it.”

Kevin grimaced, but knew if he said anything else Andrew would make good on his threat, so he turned and looked in a different cabinet for his granola.

“Shit,” he said, closing the door. “I forgot I was out. I’ll have to run to the store and-”

Andrew was holding his hand out. “Just have a pop tart, Kevin.”

Kevin looked anxious. “I don’t know, it’s not in my diet plan…”


Kevin reached out and took the pop tart.

“Good,” Andrew said.

Kevin sat across from him and sipped his coffee. They ate breakfast in silence with their hands entwined in the middle of the table. It was a good morning.