but i spent an hour on it so i'm posting anyway

anonymous asked:

Okay, because I'm a sucker for top ten lists and future Viktuuri sex, so thanks to your post on Chris' best man speech: where are the top 10 most memorable places that they've had sex? I totally HC that now that they're public, they're less reserved about more public locations!

The Top 10 Most Memorable Places That Yuuri and Viktor Have Had Sex:

10) In a limo – they had to go to some Big Important Event and Yuuri finally let Viktor buy a new suit for him after months of protesting that it was unnecessary which backfired on Viktor because Yuuri looked hot as fuck and Viktor couldn’t keep his hands off on the journey there. Everyone ended up sort of side-eyeing them once they arrived at the party because they were all like ‘Nikiforov and Katsuki are looking very stylish tonight but also kind of…dishevelled?’

9) On Yuuri’s kitchen counter in Detroit – theoretically they were supposed to be in his bedroom but they didn’t quite make it. Phichit took one look at them when he got back a few hours later and was like ‘seriously guys? I eat there! And Yuuri your bedroom is like thirty seconds from here you couldn’t keep it in your pants for that long?’ Yuuri couldn’t look him in the eye for like a week afterwards. Viktor had no regrets.

8) On the beach at Hasetsu – they were out on a morning run with Vicchan and Makkachin and Viktor convinced Yuuri it was a good idea and that the beach was deserted so no-one would know. He was wrong but the old couple who saw them were just like ‘ah yes it’s just our Yuuri and his attractive foreign boyfriend, better to walk away before they know we’re here’ and Yuuri and Viktor never knew they’d been seen which was a good thing for Yuuri’s blood pressure  

7) On a plane – they both joined the mile high club after Yuuri won gold at the Four Continents and Viktor convinced him that celebratory sex in the plane bathroom was a good idea. Which it was but the air hostess gave them very knowing looks when they both finally left the room five minutes apart with lovebites covering their necks and their clothes all skewed

6) At a club – Even though Viktor likes the fact that he’s Yuuri’s one and only he also feels a little guilty that he had his wild younger years in his early twenties and got a fair bit of experience while Yuuri never did and he doesn’t ever want Yuuri to end up resenting him for that. But Yuuri was like ‘I don’t care, you were the only person I wanted to sleep with anyway I was never interested in random hook-ups with anyone else’ so Viktor was like ‘why don’t you have a random hookup with me instead then?’ So they ended up doing that thing that some couples do when they pretend not to know each other and chat each other up in a club for fun except Yuuri got really nervous beforehand, took several shots to loosen up, got an unexpected rush of confidence that was partially alcohol  related and partially the anonymity of the club they were in letting him get properly into Eros mode and the night ended with him completely seducing a very willing Viktor, a lapdance and them both screwing in the back of the club because they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.

5) In a lift – They were both trapped in a lift in a hotel that broke down for a while and when they were finally rescued everyone was like ‘oh my god are you ok, it must have been so scary being stuck in there alone for like two hours’ and Viktor was like ‘oh. Yeah. Terrifying.’ *shifty eyes* while Yuuri went bright red. Then after when they thought they’d gotten away with it Yuuri was suddenly like ‘Viktor…lifts have cameras in them don’t they?’ and that was the moment they realised they both fucked up. (It was fine though because no footage could ever be released because of the hotel privacy policy. But one security guard certainly got a show)

4) At a restaurant – Viktor did that thing at a fancy restaurant they were at for Yuuri’s birthday where he’s like ‘oh no I dropped my fork *disappears under the table for fifteen minutes*’ and Yuuri nearly bit through his lip trying to keep a straight face and not let on to anyone around them what was happening  

3) In the showers at Viktor’s home rink in St Petersburg – Yuuri decided to surprise Viktor after practice and it all went downhill from there. Yurio once overheard Viktor mentioning it while flirting with Yuuri at the rinkside and has never used any of the showers at the rink again

2) In a cabin in the woods – About a year into their relationship Yuuri started to get really self-conscious and anxious about all the media attention and the obsessed fans and how there was always paparazzi hanging around them and so Viktor rented out a completely secluded cabin in the woods as far away from civilisation as he could find on an impulse to try and give Yuuri a relaxing break. Since neither of them knew literally anything about outdoor survival they just stockpiled it with food and wood for the fire and disappeared for a week. They spent most of that week hiking (mainly consisting of them both getting lost and Viktor nearly dying multiple times), cuddling up together to watch the sunrise and sunset and having sex marathons on the fur rug in front of the fire a la every romance film ever. Viktor still considers it one of the best decisions he’s ever made and now has a yearly reservation.

1) In a bathroom at the European Championships – Yuuri promised to give Viktor a ‘reward’ if he won the Euros which lead to them having sex in the skater’s bathroom after the medal ceremony. Chris happened to walk in on them halfway and because Chris is Chris when they noticed him he was just like ‘don’t let me stop you’ and smirked. Viktor was 100% ready to ignore him and continue but Yuuri, unfortunately, was not. Viktor ended up getting his reward that night in the hotel room instead.

Right so I’ve made posts about this before but I just wanted to say something, speaking as someone who has never had credit stolen and has really only seen a couple friends experience that as well. My point being, I’m not just coming from some emotional self righteous place. I’m coming from a place of being a human being who believes in the common sense that if somebody created something, they should get credit for it. A fact which is apparently lost on or ignored by many people.

Let’s get some things straight:

  • Tagging or captioning something “not mine” does not make it okay to post without credit.
  • Saying “thanks but that’s not mine” when people compliment your post does not mean you’re giving credit.
  • People who create original content deserve to be credited. Some posters may have spent hours creating something, only to watch it be posted by someone who didn’t put in any of that effort, and gain recognition and likes and what have you without crediting the person who made it exist in the first place.
  • It doesn’t matter if it’s a photograph or a drawing (those seem to be the most common). Give credit to the creator.
  • It takes. So. Little. Time. To credit. Ideas in descending order according to length and effort:
    • Reposted from ____
    • Originally from ____
    • Posted by ____
    • Credit to ____
    • From _____ (that’s literally four letters, plus a link or username. I think you can handle that)
  • If you can’t find the original post via reverse Google search, at least link back to the source URL. It’s simply the decent thing to do.
  • Who really enjoys stupid, stressful arguments over credit? The offenders get defensive and mad, the posters get hurt and even angrier, and it all could be prevented by the simple act of crediting.
  • Like seriously. If for no other reason, just credit the damn person to avoid clogging people’s dashes with angry posts, wasting everyone’s time in blocking you, and getting into fights with internet people you’ll never see in real life.
  • Isn’t plagiarism bad? I mean the school system, internet, and life failed you drastically if you’ve never heard of plagiarism. People get suspended, failed, and expelled for it. So clearly that’s not cool.
  • As a final note, it would be very nice of you to even consider ASKING permission *gasp* before reposting. What a NOVEL idea! Let’s look at some options, shall we?
    • I wish I could *insert skill here* like you. Maybe you could give me some pointers? In the meantime would it be okay if I reposted this for inspiration/reference?
    • Hi! I really love this post and I was wondering if I could repost it to my *insert social media here*
    • Hey! Do you mind if I repost this? (oh DAMN look at that, that one took me less than 30 seconds to type. Holy shit the miracles of giving credit)

Long story short, JUST GIVE CREDIT. I cannot wrap my mind around why people find this such an insurmountable burden. Usually you got the photo directly from the source anyway, so you know where it came from. And it takes less than 5 minutes to do a reverse Google image search; if you can’t find ANY information, either consider not posting it and asking permission to repost something else, or at least put down the URL to indicate that this is not original content.

THE END.

P.S. Give credit. Please.

destielisgonnabecanon  asked:

hey there, i'm writing an essay about how destiel is real for a friend of mine and I was wondering what you think the most important pieces of meta that i should put in? can you recommend anything?

Hi - wow, that’s some dedication. All I did for my friends was send them some links - and, on one memorable occasion, I spent one entire 30 minutes conversation occasionally glancing at my (female&blinded by heteronormativity) friend’s lips instead of looking at her eyes, and by the end of it she was uncomfortable af and half convinced I was into her, and that’s when I presented her with a list of gifsets like -

- and basically dropped my mic and sashayed out.

(Man, I wish my hair was long enough to be flicked back.)

She changed her mind after that, by the way. And it’s really weird how most behaviours and gestures are used on screen precisely because we understand them as human things we all do on a deep level, and yet we’re suddenly unable to figure out what they mean if they’re not about a man and a woman. Uh.

(That applies to me as well, by the way. We see what we know about, not what is actually there, and that’s just inevitable - but can be unlearned, with some patience and many, many mistakes.)

Anyway, here are a bunch of things - I hope they’re useful.


Also, the entire S8, which was basically a demented Jane Eyre AU, and the entire S11, because, again, that Amara thing didn’t make sense without Destiel subtext, and finally @deanswingsbothways’ drunken rant (spoiler: contains the line “Destiel is not a story we are telling each other. Destiel is a story we are being told.” and bless).

You should also consider pimping your essay a bit, because there are a lot of posts and gifsets about how Destiel is regularly paralleled with canon couples on Supernatural, or follows the same rules as romantic relationships in movies. Here’s a bunch of them: Destiel and Sam/JessDestiel vs Dean/AnnaDestiel vs Sam/Amelia, Destiel vs David/VioletDestiel and Spuffy, Destiel and Clexa, Destiel and Phoebe/ColeDestiel vs Charlie/Gilda, Destiel vs every other couple on SupernaturalDestiel and Lucifer having funDestiel and romantic movies, Destiel and the Doctor, Destiel and Belle/Rumplestiltskin, Destiel and Tangled, Destiel and Saileen, and, of course, the beautiful and despairing trainwreck that was Repo Man.

And finally, there was that one time I went crazy and spent an entire weekend mapping every single love trope they’ve ever used around those two idiots in love, because I was just that fed up and the thing’s there, okay, and the more they say it’s not the more layers of tropes and mirrors and longing glances and narrative parallels they keep slathering on top of this thing, so, whatever and who even knows. At this point, you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because they’re homophobic or assume their audience is homophobic, and you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because of internal narrative reasons (God knows both Dean and Cas are never going to believe they’re actually good enough for each other), but to say there’s nothing there at all - that’s beyond whatever.

Anyway, my post is here, and these were the final conclusions:

As you may have guessed, this is something I’m sort of interested in - I came for the monsters and started to reblog stuff out of spite when I realized I was being treated like a crazy fangirl who sees love everywhere because women (right). If you’re looking for more sugary goodness, I tag stuff as destiel, spn meta (my own opinions), awesome meta (other people’s opinions), love tropes and parallels, and you can also have a look at some excellent meta writers who have eyes and therefore see Destiel and sometimes discuss it - people like @elizabethrobertajones​, @grey2510​, @tinkdw​, @bluestar86​, @mittensmorgul​, @floralmotif​, @k-vichan, @treefrogie84, @thevioletcaptain or @postmodernmulticoloredcloak (and I know I’m forgetting someone - that’s what sleeping four hours does to you, sorry). So, again - I know this post is a bit ‘join our cult’ (which is what you asked for, but still), but really - what I like about this fandom is that we can talk about stuff and we can disagree about stuff and still be friends, but this new idea currently spreading in the real world like wildfire - that not only you can have your own opinions (totally legit), but you can also have your own facts - nope. I hope your friend reads your essay (you’re welcome to share it, by the way) and sees that yes, there’s objectively something going on. If they still don’t, the final test is, “What if Cas were a woman? Would you see it then?” 

(And we all know the answer to that question, don’t we?)

Seriously, good luck.


EDIT - More great meta

( @destielisgonnabecanon - you’re welcome! Go win that bet! 😁)

I WANT A ZELINK LAW FIRM AU 

  • The firm is named Nohansen, Harkinian and Dragmire LLP
  • Zelda’s parents founded the firm years ago and Ganondorf came on to be a partner later
  • Anyway there was no question that Zelda was going to be a lawyer she basically grew up in the office working on briefings for her parents
  • She got a 170/180 on the LSAT like what
  • But yeah so she’s been away at University/Law School for the last seven years but she comes back home to start working and her dad says “Gotcha babe you’re starting off as a junior associate just like everyone else we take out of law school” and she is PISSSSSSED
  • So her first day of work she is just steaming she wants to show her dad that she is the best. professional. awesome. so she comes in to work dressed to the nines hot suit and everything, her best jewelry, she spent 2+ hours in the bathroom this morning doing her hair and makeup 
  • And this guy in jeans and a stained t-shirt bumps into her in the hallway and she is like WHAT IS YOUR DEAL bc she’s in a pissy mood
  • “Well ex-CUSE me, Princess”
  • Yup I went there
  • Anyway he was working on the copier, which is jammed. She is irritated as hell. The secretary tells her where her office is (even though she’s a junior she gets an office because being the daughter of two named partners has SOME perks after all) and she goes to set up her stuff
  • But then the copier guy FOLLOWS HER and sits on top of the other desk in the room and starts asking what she’s all dressed for 
  • “My job. What are you dressed for?”
  • Cue shit eating grin. “My job. I just saved the copier.” 
  • “What a hero…” *eye roll* 
  • Anyway he leaves after a while and when she takes her lunch she’s asking another girl who the hell the custodians think they are around this office
  • And in comes copier boy in a suit that was probably worth more than one of her classes in law school, shaved, arms crossed, grinning
  • Introduces himself as Link Ordonson, the associate she’s been assigned to work under. 
  • “Get in the car, Princess, we’ve got a hearing at one.” 
  • SHE HAS TO SECOND CHAIR FOR THIS SMUG PIECE OF SHIT 
  • Plot would include Ganondorf trying to hostilely take over the firm
  • Zelda telling Link not to do things in trial
  • Link doing them anyway
  • Zelda filling in when Link does something really stupid and saving the day by winning cases
  • Zelda sitting at counsel table swooning over Link’s fine backside
  • Link sitting at counsel table swooning over Zelda’s fine backside
  • Link being a smug piece of shit
  • I could go on

**Feel free to use, just don’t forget to let me know and please credit (link back to the post)

(pls forgive me, i’m not a photo editor. i just wanted ot7)

Hey, everyone! I recently hit 100 followers! I’ve had this blog since January and even though I had a rough start and I wanted to leave a few times, I’m very glad I pushed through. I wanted to save a follow forever for another milestone and just do a drabble game for this one but there are so many amazing blogs a wanted to thank. I really appreciate every single one of you guys. This blog has been a safe haven for me, and I can’t imagine how my life would be without it. I’ve felt much more loved on this blog in the short time I’ve had it than on my previous blog, which I had for 2 and half years before I left. Even though this blog may be considered ‘small’ to some people (not that it matters to me), I still feel as if I genuinely matter to all of you, and I can’t thank you enough. I will never be able to fully express my gratitude. I really do care about all of you. All the users that show up under my followers are my friends, and I care about each one of you so much. Thank you all so much for all that you’ve done for me. I’m beyond grateful.

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anonymous asked:

please please write a drabble version of your post about aaron distracting robert from cooking!

your wish is my command, anon! a soppy drabble version of this post i made when i was mid-meltdown about how beautiful the mill kitchen is. 

“You know,” Robert commented, glancing at Aaron as he stirred the sauce carefully, half an eye on the hob. “We’ve got a perfectly good kitchen table.”

Aaron grinned, at a slight height advantage as he sat on one of their kitchen counters, wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms, and an old jumper of Robert’s, the sleeves too long on him. Robert would never admit it aloud, but he found Aaron’s habit of pulling his sleeves down over his hands endearing, and even more so when Aaron did it with Robert’s clothes.

(As long as it wasn’t one of his nicer jumpers. The one occasion Aaron had stolen on of Robert’s favourite Ted Baker jumpers and yanked the sleeves down after his wrists had nearly given Robert a legitimate heart attack, Aaron oblivious to the reasoning behind Robert’s meltdown.)

“We’ve got a lovely kitchen,” Aaron agreed, reaching out to steal another piece of the chorizo Robert had on a chopping board, neatly sliced into small pieces. “But I like sitting here.”

Robert rolled his eyes, slapping Aaron’s hand out of the way so he could add the chorizo to the pot he was slaving over. “You’re a child, you know that?” he commented, heart swelling at the bright smile on Aaron’s face as they teased each other.

It had taken them a long time to get to where they were now, happy, and solid, building a real life together. It had taken months, and months, and hours of counselling, and hard conversations, and more than one screaming match, but they’d gotten there.

Of course they’d gotten there.

Their love, the way they felt about each other, it wasn’t something that could just be pushed aside or forgotten, it wasn’t something to just be moved on from. If it had ever been that simple, their affair would never have gotten out of hand the way it had, they wouldn’t have fallen so desperately in love with each other they way they had.

Their love was worth it.

“You love it.” Aaron laughed, reaching for his half drunk cup of tea. It was a quiet Saturday evening, Liv over at Gabby’s, the two of them with the flat to themselves for once. “Anyway, it’s your fault for picking out cabinets that are perfect sitting height.”

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hey, guys! so as you all (hopefully) know, it’s valentine’s day!!!
so firstly, happy valentine’s day <3
secondly, i do feel quiet bad that i’ve been pretty MIA this past few days, and i’m so grateful to all of you guys for sticking with me. thirdly, i hit 1.5k yesterday, which i cannot believe! thank you so much, all of you!
along with this, i just really, really want to convey how deeply i care for all of you guys. i’m not very well-liked irl, and it’s really tough to have lost so many friends in such a short span of time, hence, i’m so so so SO grateful for all of you, even if we’ve never interacted, because you’re the ones that get me through the days. :)
so i figured, why get three (love)birds with one stone, and celebrate with some mutuals appreciation? let’s go!

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I am really out of the loop in the oso fandom but!!! oso’s white day outfit on tabimatsu is really cute and I had to draw it

the matsus are really hard to draw by the way forgive me for how not-great this is? I spent 2 hours on it tho so I’m posting it anyway

Eavesdropping

Zelda has a bad day. Link makes it better. 

Shameless pre calamity Zelink that nobody asked for. Also, it’s NSFW. If anyone’s not into that let me know, and I’ll post the SFW version, but let’s be real. I know what you’re all here for.

Enjoy!


The women of Hyrule castle loved to talk.

From the scullery maids to the noble women, it seemed the only things they needed were a mouth and an audience of approximate social standing to divulge their deepest secrets. Zelda was rarely included in these conversations; when she would come upon a group of tittering women, they would often scatter or fall into into suspicious silences with pointed looks sent her way, or equally suspicious conversations about the weather, likely believing that the perfect, golden haired princess with a divine birthright would simply be above all that tawdry gossip

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say you’re me and you’re in english class, supposedly analyzing lord of the flies but in actuality thinking about manga and how jarring isayama’s pacing is with snk. there’s of course, the fact that the clash of the titans arc takes place literally like a day or two before the female titan arc and pretty much everything happens in a flashback for some reason, then there’s the super-confusing mess that is the uprising arc with politics and some pretty fiiine character development that all happens in what’s probably less than 36 hours. 

and then, of course, there’s the return to shiganshina arc where they find out what’s in the basement after foreeever and then… an infodump??? for three chapters??? whyyyy!!

but of course if you really think about it, it makes perfect sense, in a kind of weird roundabout way that requires way too much thinking. but since this is english class of course you gotta analyze the story way too much in ways that the author likely never intended!

okay that was fun now onto actual meta or w/e. and, in case you guys didn’t pick it up from the introductory ramble, manga spoilers!!

  • we know that there’s only one family within the walls (besides grisha) who actually knows what goes on outside the walls: the reisses, the royal family. 
    • they’re the only ones able to actually access this power to remember all that happened pre-wall era at will, assuming they have the coordinate
    • there’s only one person with the coordinate power at a time within the walls, so that makes only one person inside (again, besides grisha because he literally comes from outside) who knows everything. 
      • AND they can’t tell anyone because it’s pretty overwhelming and terrible stuff
  • we know that the memories of the first king come are pretty overwhelming, completely taking over the holder of the coordinate for short spans of time

(i spent way too long looking for that screenshot but you know what it was fun refreshing my memory)

  • the memories of the outside world probably come rushing to the holder the second they become the new shifter in what’s probably a bunch of flashbacks, and when they come to literally minutes or less later, they’re completely different now that they have all this scary knowledge

(context for those who don’t mind spoilers or have forgotten details: historia’s father’s brother has just acquired the coordinate and is now more or less he god of the walled world. he knows.)

  • which brings me back to what i was originally harping on about: the point of the infodump on what’s going on outside the walls.
    • the reader is blind to all the truths and hidden secrets of the manga, just as everyone within the wall is blind to what happens beyond the titans and outside the walls.
    • and then, all of a sudden, we hit this huge milestone that’s been hyped up for literally 84 chapters, and we’re blown away with all. this. info. in such a short span of time. the meta writers went bonkers and everyone was kind of just screaming with their heads lit on fire.
      • that’s probably how all the reisses who inherited the coordinate felt when they first felt getting all this information

IN CONCLUSION: the way that the info dump was set up might have been intentional, paralleling how both the character’s felt at the time with this sudden heap of new information, and how most of the coordinate holders felt when they first learned everything.

i’m not saying it’s good writing. in my opinion, it was kind of lazy to just “hey kids we’re at this super hyped up, legendary basement have three months of screeching about now knowing everything whoop now there’s different problems yup”. but when overanalyzing it, it makes for a perfect mirror into how the characters themselves are feeling.

Hello! So I’m really new to the studyblr community, although I have been admiring it from the distance for ages and have been kinda waiting for the right moment to start posting stuff myself. Ok, yeah, I have been procrastinating about it, you can say it.

Anyway, here’s my introduction post.

I am Olivia, slytherin, book and movie lover, also into anime and…well, basically anything! I am 18 years old and I am in last year of high school here in Spain (actually, last two weeks of high school😀). I have always wanted to study abroad, so I spent a semester in Canada last year and I am starting university in England next year, in UCL….if I get the marks they requested in my conditional application, which I will know in less than 24 hours. I’m seriously ANXIOUS about it!

Let’s just pretend I am already unconditionally accepted, ok? I will study a MBSc in biochemistry, starting September. So this blog will mainly be a sciblr, although I am also very interested in languages and programming (my plans for this summer!)

From my past lurking into other people’s studyblrs I have developed an addiction for masterposts, so be expecting a TON of those. I’m also slightly in love with study music, all sorts of playlists and ambient sounds and, in general, studying atmospheres. So be expecting a lot of that too!

Some of the blogs that have most inspired me have been @studypetals, @studylustre, @juliasacads, @wendystudies, @emmastudies, @stuhde, @circle-studies (btw, have you read silber? Because carpe noctem appeared there. If not…just pretend I didn’t say that!), @elkstudies, @studytherin, @minimaliststudy, @aescademic, @littleninjastudies, @equaticns, @aetudes, @einstetic, @ambedostudies, @study-cave, @sprouht-studies, @brainiakk, @studyquill, @ravnclaw, and @studyinginstyle. I really hope one day I’ll post as great stuff as you guys do! 💙

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wanted to say I love all your posts regarding MML. Your theory on Mr. Block is genius and am 100% behind you on that actually happening. I'm also super happy you ship Zack and Melissa too. If you have any would you be willing to share more zalissa head cannons with the rest of us?

I can feel it coming in the ask tonight / Oh lord / And I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.

  • They’re “just” friends all the way through high school, even though everyone sort of sees it. They love each other as friends first.
  • Melissa is one of these people who flirts with every guy and no one takes it seriously, it’s just good fun, it’s how she communicates. And Zack knows that perfectly well and he’s okay with it, but still, every time his turn comes up he can’t help but feel like “I HAVE BEEN CHOSEN.”
  • (Everybody else has noticed by now that he’s her especial target, but he has no idea.)
  • The first time she turns the doe eyes on him is earth-shattering, because he’d seen her do it to other people but he completely underestimated their effect at close range.
  • Milo: “I warned you about the doe eyes!” Zack: “I KNEW about the doe eyes!!!”
  • (“Who would have thought SHE’D be more dangerous than YOU?!?” “…Oh Zack, I’m not dangerous. It’s what’s near me that you’ve got to watch out for.” “…Oh no you’re right.”)
  • But anyway, with every year that passes he’s increasingly aware that she is not only gorgeous (he always knew that) but the most amazing girl he has ever met, just enough dangerous edge to draw him in and just enough common sense to make it worthwhile, and at the same time she’s his best friend and what they’ve built together over the years is really beautiful. So he wants that to last. It’s special.
  • At first he doesn’t think he has a chance because so many boys like her and lots of them are better than him, so he’s content to just be close to her in the way he always has. But eventually he realizes his one great advantage: he actually knows her. Everybody else has befriended her at a distance because of her insistence on hanging out with Milo Murphy. He was the only one who spent time with her and developed an appreciation for her as a person. And that gives him more confidence.
  • Fortunately she had narrowed the eligibles down to him a long time ago.
  • “Milo, I’m about to ask Melissa out and this is really hard for me. You hide in those bushes and provide moral support.” “Okay!” / “Milo, I think Zack’s about to ask me out and I’m kinda freaking out. You go hide in those bushes and provide moral support.” “Gotcha!”
  • Tree nearly falls on them seconds after she’s agreed to date him and they both yell “MILO!!!” because neither of them are going to admit that they planted him there, and he’s a great sport and doesn’t call them out on it until his Best Man speech.
  • (Babyproofing their whole wedding because who else is going to be the best man. “Milo, if we can’t handle Murphy’s Law for a few hours, we’re sure not gonna be able to handle being married to each other for the next seventy years. Start writing that speech, buddy”)
  • Lots of kids and when people say “are they all yours?” when one of them is babysitting the Murphy-Lopez children, the answer is always “Yes.”
  • Zack helping Melissa remember things. Leaving little post-it notes on the bathroom mirror to remind her to call the exterminator and to dress up nice for the PTA meeting because he’s going to suddenly have an emergency and drive by to pick her up halfway through and take her out to dinner.
  • Any time they have to do something they hate, like drive the kids out to the dentist or buy groceries for a huge party, Zack insists on calling it “the Quest” and no matter how bad a mood she’s in it always makes her laugh.
  • Melissa flat-out refusing to do something for Zack unless he gets down on his knees and sings “Chop Away At My Heart.”
  • (She had already found that video long before she pretended to have looked it up and was just needlessly torturing him the entire time they were waiting for their pizza I forgot to mention that.)
So a homophobic principal wouldn't allow me to complete a school project because I'm gay...?

I know this is a bit long and this is an odd time to post this because GAY MARRIAGE LIGAL YAY! But this is the story of how a homophobic principal broke a young teen..

If you could just take a moment that would be awesome..

Hello, my name is Chiara Jacob. I live in a town on the coast of California, and I just finished 8th grade, therefore I am only 14 years old. However, I spent the last month or so of my school year fighting to finish a school project. My final English project this year was a protest speech, each student was allowed to choose their own topic, and it was a competition. All 8th year students were to pick something to protest, have two weeks to write a speech, read it to their English class, the class would all vote for the best two speeches, the two winners speeches would be displayed to the whole school, after that the entire school would vote, and elect two winners out of 12. My topic was homophobia and conversion therapy. I won in my class, and the teachers thought so highly of it that they spoke of it in the teachers lounge and I was asked to speak in front of another class. I was very proud of my speech, everyone seemed to love it. But the day before I was supposed to have it filmed, I was pulled aside and told I needed to edit out a few things, like the direct references to the school (even though I never once used any names other than my own) and the word “porn” even though I used it in a quote. This made me a little bit angry, but I did it anyways and had it filmed. I was very pleased and proud of my work and went on happily. However, the day that they were going to show it, I was told the principal disapproved it at the last moment. I simply did not understand why, so I went and spoke to her. She told me, “I believe it is inappropriate for 6th and 7th graders because it talks about suicide and death and this might have a negative effect on them…” Although I hardly mentioned it once, and according to my therapist talking about suicide lowers the chance of it happening. The principal went on to say, “we didn’t have enough time to write out permissions slips for the students.” But she had gotten my speech nearly a month in advance! I believe she knew she was one of the homophobic characters I mentioned in my speech, although not by name, and that’s why she didn’t want it shown. I spent almost an hour arguing with her, but eventually walked away. I only had a week and a half of school left, but I was not about to give up. I called up my (most amazing friend in the world~thank you again~) friend, Kira King, and had her write me a petition. She sent it to me that night, and I only had two days to gather signatures, but I did it. I got 350 signatures in two days. Everyone that I approached signed it. 350 signatures is more than half of my school. I had done everything in my power, and kept a level head in it all (which is something very hard for me) and I thought I had done well. Two days later, however, the principal disregarded all of my work without a second thought. My speech was never shown. She told the school one of the reason is because I didn’t “properly represent the other side”, meaning I didn’t talk about the thousands of reasons people could be homophobic. I do not believe that is a valid reason. Many other winning speeches did the same thing. I tried my hardest to keep it together, I didn’t want to explode and lose the end of the year privileges for 8th graders, so I tried to understand her side, I tried to see why she was doing what she did. I couldn’t do it. On the very last day of school, after we got out of class, I walked up to her and said in a very sweet and calm voice, “Ms [I feel I shouldn’t say her name], I would just like to say, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, I hate you, you homophobic bitch. You truly are the spawn of satan and I hope you burn in hell for all eternity, because that is where you belong. You broke a 14-year-old girl’s spirit in the course of a month and it will take me a long time to recover. I believe you will get what you deserve, there is a special place in hell for people like you.” I could see the heart break in her face, her eyes watered and in a shaky voice she replied, “oh, Chiara. I’m sorry that you feel that way.” I turned around and flipped her off as I walked away. Later I heard that after I did that she turned to one of the students that had gathered and said, “I could really use a hug right now,” but was declined. That month had broken me. I had been constantly fighting for gay rights, with just two people helping me (Maya Krietsch, and Jesselle Oliva-Rodriguez thank you again so much), at school, in my own home, and against my closest friend’s mother. But breaking that woman the way she broke me was really something.

If this gets enough notes.. Let’s say.. 1,000..?Because I doubt I’ll get 50, but I’ll do as my family and friends and friends families suggest and submit a tastefully edited version of this to a magazine or newspaper or something if it gets 1,000.. So let’s see.. Thank you!

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consistent art style? never heard of her.
anyway! i love jump by the amazing @jaredkleinsen so i decided to draw out some scenes from chapter 17

The Underground Ch8

So… I wanted to have this done yesterday. But this chapter got a bit… out of hand. It got so long, in fact, that I’m breaking this out into two chapters (I’m very grumpy about this but this was getting absurdly long).

This is extremely long, so make yourself a cuppa tea and settle in. If you make it through this whole chapter, you should get a fucking medal or something. Oh, and in case you’re wondering, NO MORE HIATUS! I’m back! Xx

Read it on FF or on AO3


She fell back into a routine fairly easily now that she was back in London. Though Lily would also be the first to admit that her days were starting to feel tragically empty now that she didn’t have a dissertation to work on.

She’d started applying for jobs the moment she’d gotten back on British soil, but the job hunt was more annoying than she’d ever anticipated, and she was kicking herself for not applying earlier. It was the week before Christmas, and even though she didn’t actually expect anything to come along this close to the holiday, she was getting incredibly antsy. As such, she’d taken to complaining about it to Marlene as often as she could get away with to relieve some tension.

“I mean,” Lily took a drag of her tea that Wednesday afternoon, an iced bun in her hand, and copies of her CV and many, many job adverts strewn across their coffee table, “I don’t want to work for Boris Johnson, but I want to work for the Foreign Office.”

She’d worked for the Foreign Office for a few years right after leaving uni in a few policy positions, examining things like bland consular matters until they eventually realised she wasn’t a complete prat and moved her to teams looking at more complex issues, like nuclear nonproliferation policy and environmental policy. She’d left, perhaps stupidly, after the end of her third policy appointment to get her degree, but she’d always known she wanted to return to the office. It was negotiating the level she wanted to return at that was proving more difficult than she’d anticipated. She was qualified, certainly, to enter in as the head of a policy team or something equally advanced, but being out of the office (and the country) for so many years meant that most of her contacts were either stationed abroad (something she wasn’t looking at just yet) or they worked for foreign governments.

Marlene laughed, set down the job posting she’d been reading and cocked her eyebrow at Lily, “Unfortunately, they’re kind of one and the same at the moment, love.”

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