but the walk offs are hilarious

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disney built the biggest and most expensive animatronic ever in their history and then built a mountain around it and it BROKE a couple of months after the ride opened and it’s impossible to fix it without dismantling the entire mountain structure and that’s honestly the most hilarious verified disney fact™ ever

the second most hilarious being that the chum animatronic on the finding nemo ride at epcot used to pop out of the barrel to scare guests but one time a cast member was walking past it during an opening/closing procedure and it popped out and smacked them clean in the face so now it’s turned off permanently

Voltron Swears

·        Pidge and Keith probably have the biggest potty mouths

Like Pidge has very colourful language, and uses a variety of curses at random

It freaks out the rest of the team because she’s so small, and the language she uses can be so vulgare at times

Lance and Hunk laugh whenever she swears around the team; Shiro is appalled.

  Like how could one so smol and innocent be able to curse like a sailor!

·    Keith doesn’t really care either way   His own foul language is mostly composed of the word ‘fuck’, which he uses frequently in different tones depending on the situation

Like when his lion gets hit, or he loses a round in training, it’s a short and angry ‘Fuck’

When he’s pissed off at someone it’s a loud burst ‘FUCK off!’ or ‘Fuck you!’ that makes the rest team jump in alarm

When he’s annoyed it’s a drawn out ‘fuuuckk’

And when it’s Lance nuzzling at his neck it’s a soft, mumbled ‘fuck’

He also flips people/aliens off a lot, and will often end a conversation by holding up two middle fingers and walking backwards out of a room

·        Shiro doesn’t really swear, out loud anyways.

He curses a lot in his head though, but has a really good poker face, so no one ever knows what he’s thinking

Besides “patience yields focus”

He almost lost it a few times with Slav though

·        Hunk tends to swear only when he’s in really stressful situations, but they aren’t actual swears

They’re more like utterances of ‘darn’ and ‘crap’

It’s hilarious and Lance will nearly piss himself laughing whenever he “curses”

Hunk once dropped a plate of space goo and muttered ‘oh for craps sake’ and Shiro, absolutely straight faced, said “Language Hunk.”

Everyone went silent, and Hunk looked ready to die of embarrassment not knowing if Shiro was being serious or not

But then Keith, of all people, began to chuckle, and the gig was up

Now whenever Hunk curses they all go “Language Hunk,” and Shiro mumbles something about a ‘swear jar’

·        Lance also tends not to swear, seeing as he came from a large family with smaller children

He tends to use playful expressions like ‘what the cheese’ and things like that

There are times, however, when he’ll switch to Spanish, which is like, level two anger for Lance

He can string long Spanish curses together and go on a rant whenever he feels the need, and it’s entertaining to watch, seeing as he’s very expressive with his hands, but also a bit intimidating, since none of them know what he’s saying

Sometimes he’ll just spout a bunch of random words to make his rant a little more impressive

He’ll also murmur Spanish curses whenever he and Keith go at it, which Keith loves, since it means Lance is in an entirely different world of pleasure

Level three swears for Lance are scary.

Like, he is pissed off.

When Lance uses actual swear words you know you done fucked up

·        Allura and Coran swear as well, but in Altean, so the others don’t really know what they’re saying (like with Lance)

Coran uses his curses efficiently, sticking them into conversation wherever he feels they’re needed

Allura, on the other hand, is much like Pidge, and has an impressive vocabulary when it comes to curse words

Coran is used to it for the most part, but there are times when she gets really mad and he has to remind himself that, yes, she is a princess, and not some ruffian raised in a bar

The others pick up certain words as well, and use them randomly, which is all very comical, until Lance accidently called an important diplomat a word he heard Allura use once, and said diplomat happened to know the Altean language.

Needless to say Allura had to do some extensive ass-kissing to make up for that one

Coran decided to teach tell them what the words meant after that, and the team had never seen Lance go so red

Keith still makes fun of him for it

Okay but all the Batkids get kidnapped at least once as a civilian

The first time it happens was with Dick and Bruce was freaking the fuck out. He had the ransom money all ready to go and he was ready to bust in as Batman when Dick showed back up at the manor with a bloody nose from when he fell to the ground because he was tied up to a chair and Bruce just scoops him up in a hug and doesn’t let him go for approximately eight hours

Barbara was next. She was both the daughter of Jim Gordon and close to Bruce Wayne, so ofc she gets kidnapped for a stupidly high ransom from Bruce and stupid demands from the police department. Bruce and Jim weren’t even able to call them back after the demands were made before Barbara came waltzing into the station with exactly one scrape on her knee

Bruce is panicky with Jason, but they don’t even get him to the hideout. He gets dragged into the truck while he was out with Bruce, and the five minutes it takes for Bruce to call the police and for them to get there Jason has beat up his kidnappers and is driving the truck back. He asks Bruce if he can keep it and Bruce is too surprised to say no and he just sorta nods while hugging him

Tim actually waits for the police to show up, and when they get there he’s sitting on a ridiculously plush couch with a glass of chocolate milk and a laptop and playing minesweeper while his kidnappers cower in the corner, and Jim just sighs before calling Bruce

Steph thinks the entire thing is hilarious and she just goes along with everything they say for shits and giggles. When they call Bruce (whose gotta do that concerned parent thing “is my baby okay?”) and they give her the phone she just “Bruce they took me to a warehouse . A fucking warehouse how cliche can you get–” and at this point she’s fighting them off while talking to Bruce “I’ll be home in 20. Love you”

They drop Cass off. The literary bring her back as Bruce is calling Jim and when she walks through the door she just sits at the kitchen table, looks and Bruce and all she ever says about the kidnapping is “they were a bunch of cowards”

Bruce is super panicky with Damian and when he finally gets the ransom call he demands to speak to Damian and “don’t you dare kill them” “but father” “Damian, no” “can I at least beat them up” “nO” “BUT FATHER” “YOU WILL WAIT UNTIL JIM AND I GET THERE” and when they show up Damian is pouting in the chair that he’s tied to

Batman came to get Duke because it happened while Batman was on patrol, and when he gets there Duke is already halfway out of the complex and “I didn’t think you would come” “what” “you were patrolling and–” and then Bruce hugs him and they have a very serious conversation that Bruce will always come for Duke and it may end in them crying it may not

BONUS

Carrie got like, halfway kidnapped. They were dragging her to the white get away van™ when she kicked all there asses and walked back over to Bruce “what” “are you–” “I’m fine” “are you sure–” “yes oh my god let’s just go get coffee”


BONUS BONUS

Bruce is actually pretty worried and panicked when Terry gets kidnapped. Like, this kid is a pice of shit and he says all the wrong things at the wrong times and that’s exactly what he’s doing now and he just doesn’t seem to notice until he’s like, in serious shit? But he gets out of it anyway because he’s the goddamn Batman and when Terry shows up all banged up and dragging his kidnapper behind him Bruce just sighs and “I’m too old for this shit”

Felix Felicis | Jungkook

Pairing: reader x ravenclaw jungkook | Hogwarts AU

Genre: fluff

Summary: Jungkook has a huge crush on you, but is too shy to confess. Luckily for him, his friends make him drink some liquid luck potion that may have been that extra push he needed.

A/N: While I was planning my Slytherin Jimin au instead of doing my dreaded psychology essay lol, this idea came to mind. I couldn’t help but write it out and I hope you like it. This is dedicated to @floriaas b/c we’ve been so soft for bts hogwart AUs and Kookie is her bias <3

Word Count: 4,633


“That is a terrible, horrible, incredibly foolish idea.”

“I know.”

“Let’s do it and see what happens!”

And that’s exactly how Jungkook and Taehyung went against Professor Slughorn’s back in an attempt to make their own liquid luck potion—also known as felix felicitis—for their personal use.

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Day One

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,116

A/N: Well, I was inspired. Get ready for a new series. I don’t know how long it will be, but this should be fun. I love feedback, and as always, enjoy.


It was finally Homecoming Week at school and you were actually excited for it. You had already talked to your friends, Ned, Michelle and Peter, about dressing up for the different days. You had become close friends with those three throughout your freshman year, and you were thankful for that. You were especially thankful for Peter because he was probably your closest friend out of the three because you both lived in the same apartment complex. You always planned movie nights at each other’s places every Friday evening when there wasn’t a big exam the following Monday. You both probably had way too many inside jokes that annoyed Ned and Michelle when you both would laugh at what it would be to seem nothing. Everyone thought that you and him would be a great couple, but you always denied it because Peter was infatuated with Liz Allan, who was a senior, the smartest girl in school and the prettiest, even if you did have a slight crush on your best friend.

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Imagine Chris making you feel safe.

A/N: Inspired by the terrifying IT trailer I watched earlier today, that’s still seared in my brain actually. If you don’t like scary movies or clowns, don’t watch it. Learn from my mistake, we don’t all have Chris to make us feel safe. 😂

Chris walked out from the bathroom and raised an eyebrow at you; you were watching something on your iPad that you were holding at arms length and on mute. He chuckled which made you flinch as you looked up at him. “What are you doing?” He laughed when you did, walking over to join you on the bed.

“I’m watching the new IT trailer,” you told him and you heard him heave a sigh. “What?” You giggled when he shook his head at you, chuckling. “It’s on my Facebook wall and it started playing as I scrolled past it, and you know me- I’m a very curious person.”

“You’re also a very timid person when it comes to scary movies, so don’t watch it.” He instructed as he picked his book off the bedside table to read a little more before bed. “Aren’t you needy tonight?” He teased as you forced your way into his arms, resting your head against his chest; his arm wrapped around you and rested lazily against your thigh.

“I’m always needy,” you lifted your head to kiss his jawline and he smiled, pulling you closer to him as he returned his attention to his book. Truth be told, you just wanted to be closer to him while you finished watching that terrifying trailer. “That looks like a very good book, babe,” you glanced back at him, testing the waters to see how immerse he was in his reading before you continued watching the trailer.

“Mm hm,” he hummed in response and said nothing more.

You smiled as you turned back to your iPad and pressed play, you held it a distance away from you and watched the horror continue to unfold. Even on mute, you were absolutely terrified because Chris was right; you were timid when it came to scary movies which was why the two of you never watched them during movie nights. You tried hard not to flinch or react too harshly because you knew Chris would scold you, but you couldn’t help yourself when the clown pounced at the camera. You yelped and jerked away from the iPad, tearing Chris’ attention from the book and onto you.

“I told you not to watch it,” he recited almost monotonously because he’d already expected you to. “Now what?” He quizzed, an amused smirk on his lips as he watched you pull away from him to put your iPad aside. “Are you going to spend the whole night asking me to check out every creak and thud?” You rolled your eyes as you took off your glasses, tucking yourself into bed; beside you, Chris tried hard not to laugh as he continued to tease you. “‘Cause I will not be doing that, especially not when I have an early morning meeting tomorrow.”

“I’m perfectly fine, Captain,” you retorted, turning your back towards him as you tried to go to sleep. “It wasn’t even that scary.” It was terrifying and you could still feel your heart pounding. “And it’s unrealistic anyway, clowns are- they’re dumb.”

“Mm hm,” Chris tried not to laugh; he knew you were terrified. “Well, since you’re not scared and you’re going to bed- I hope you don’t mind me finishing the book downstairs.” You felt the weight on the bed shift and you quickly sat up; your head snapped in his direction so quickly that it nearly gave you whiplash.

“Why can’t you just finish your book here?”

“Because you’re going to sleep and I don’t want to disturb you.” He was trying hard not to laugh as he leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “Goodnight, baby.” You huffed and laid back down, pulling the covers up to your chin. “Don’t let the clown demons get you,” he sang song as he walked out of the bedroom, turning off the lights as he left.

“Hilarious!” You called and heard his laughter follow him downstairs. “It’s just a trailer, Y/N.” You mumbled to yourself and closed your eyes. “It’s fiction. Stephen King writes fiction, it’s not real.” You heard a thud on the roof and your eyes shot open. “It’s probably just a rat, or a bird. Relax, Y/N.” You heard scuttling against the hardwood floor and you buried your head under the covers. “But you’re a writer and writers write from experience which means-” A blood curling scream escaped your throat when you felt something jump onto you; it was only Dodger, but you were too deep in your own imagination to realize that.

“Y/N?!” Chris scrambled upstairs; his rational side told him he had nothing to worry about, but like you- he caught a glimpse of the trailer and had a vivid imagination. “Fucking hell,” he cussed when he turned on the lights and saw you hugging Dodger with a sheepish look on your face. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“If you didn’t leave my side, we wouldn’t have this problem.”

“If you didn’t watch the trailer, we wouldn’t have this problem.”

“Can you just stay here?” You asked with an adorable pout and he chuckled softly, holding out a hand. “What?” You quizzed as he walked over, taking your hand and pulling you out of bed. “Where are we going, Chris?” You asked when he tucked your arm under his, leading you out of the bedroom.

“I thought you’d like to join me while I make a round of the house and check all entry points,” he told you and you chuckled, hugging his arm tightly. “That way you’ll believe me when I say everything’s locked.” Your grip tightened around his arm when thunder crashed outside; Chris chuckled and kissed your head. “Scaredy-cat,” he mumbled into your hair.

“I am not,” you yanked your arm out of his and crossed your arms over your chest.

“Okay,” Chris held up his arms in mock surrender and walked ahead, padding down the staircase with you following behind him. Your whole body flinched when another roll of thunder roared, but it wasn’t until you heard a thud come from behind you that you rushed back to Chris side and slipped your hand in his. “Yeah,” he chuckled softly, entwining his fingers with yours. “You’re very brave.”

“Why did you let me watch that trailer?” You frowned at him then scanned your vicinity warily, flinching at another stroke of thunder. “You know how bad I am with scary movies,” you scolded and he scoffed with an amused smirk, “especially when there are clowns involved. I hate clowns, Chris. They’re so- Oh God!” You yelped, making Chris jump too. “It’s just our reflections,” you chuckled sheepishly when he frowned at you.

“I told you not to watch it, but you’re so God damn stubborn that you watched it anyway.” He pulled you along as he checked the front door. “And of course I know how much you hate clowns, you practically had an anxiety attack when that clown tried to approach you in the lobby of that hotel we stayed at in Malaysia.”

“What kind of hotel has clowns as entertainment?” You argued as you shuddered at the memory. “Nobody likes clowns, they’re creepy and they’re not even that funny.” Chris chuckled as he moved on to check the sliding doors that led out to the backyard. “There’s a reason people use clowns as serial killers and possessed demons, Chris.”

“Relax, baby,” he chuckled and squeezed your hand. “It’s just a trailer, okay? It’s fiction, you have nothing to worry about. Look, we’re checking all the entry points- there is nothing and no one that can get in here tonight.” You huffed and he chuckled again, “if you don’t trust grade-A locks, at least trust your grade-A boyfriend. I’m not going to let anyone get to you, I’m Captain America for a reason. Hm?” He poked you in the cheek and waited for you to crack a smile; it didn’t take long. “There we go,” he smiled. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.”

“Let’s check the back door and go to bed,” you said and he nodded, taking lead with you slightly behind him. You bit back your smile as you watched him check the lock. It never once ceased to amaze you that he would do whatever he needed to make you feel safe, even if the reason you felt unsafe was irrational and stupid. Any other guy would’ve just told you to stop being an idiot, but not him; Chris always accommodated you and your overactive imagination, and that was one of the many reasons you loved him.

“We good?” He quizzed and you nodded, smiling. “Okay,” he lifted your hand to his lips and kissed it. “Let’s go to bed.” He said, pulling you alongside him as the two of you made your way back upstairs. “Hopefully you can sleep soundly now that you know you’re safe, and now that it’s raining.” He looked to the ceiling, smiling at the soothing sounds of the rain falling against the roof. “I know how much you like sleeping to the sound of rain.”

“I do,” you smiled, hugging his arm. “And I always know I’m safe around you,” you told him and he smiled. “Like you said,” you poked his side, “you’re Captain America for a reason, right?” He chuckled and scooped you into his arms, bridal style. “Chris!” You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Gotta keep you close to keep you safe, right?” He winked.

“Right,” you chuckled and tenderly pressed your lips against his.

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Prompt: Damian meets the reader at a park while he’s walking Titus and they hit it off? Then his brothers find out and stand behind the reader and tease Damian and just basically give him a hard time? The reader finds out and thinks it’s hilarious though. Also, your blog is amazing and I’m so glad you write for us even though you don’t have to. Thank you, Lady Panda.        

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   You watch as Louis and Titus chase after the same ball, before they eventually collide into each other. You smile at Damian, “Looks like they aren’t that great at sharing.”

   When he doesn’t respond you poke his forehead. He blinks several times, before raising an eyebrow at you, “Did you just poke me?”

   You shrug, “You were a million miles away, and I was talking to you.”

   He leans back into the bench, “About what?”

   “Our goofy dogs. They don’t share well.”

He smirks, “Titus is a good boy, Louis on the other hand …”

“Is an excellent boy.” You poke him in the ribs, “So why are you so distracted today?”

He scowls, “My brothers.”

You smile, “What did they do now?”

He nods in the direction behind you. You turn around just in time to see four men look at anything other than you.  “And why are they here?” You ask.

His tone turns mocking, “Because I’m the baby. I’m taller than all of them, but somehow, I’m the baby.”

You smile, “Do they think I’m going to steal your innocence?”

He rolls his eyes, “They’re jerks with no lives of their own.”

You smile, grip his chin, before pulling him down for a kiss. When you pull back you say, “Might as well give them a show.”

You’ve heard of 110% Jack Zimmermann, now get ready for

0% Jack Zimmermann.

  • There’s a cookout at a neighboring frat house, and the hockey team plus Farmer go to hang out and drink beer. They start playing an impromptu game of volleyball in the yard, and Jack’s on Chowder’s team.
  • Now, Chowder is steeling himself for strategy, Jack’s murder face, and a lot of competitive bullshit.
  • What he gets is Jack chirping Holster, who isn’t even in the yard. The ball goes flying right past Jack’s face and this total meatball just watches it bounce out of bounds.
  • “Ha ha, look at it go.”
  • Chowder kicks Jack off his team because they are losing so bad, it’s actually pretty embarrassing. And Jack’s like, “What? Of course I can play with a Sprite in my hand.”
  • “Jack no.”
  • Also consider:
  • Jack studying for a class that he has zero interest in. His studying for economics looks an awful lot like amateur architecture.
  • “Jack, why is there a popsicle stick Eiffel Tower on the kitchen table? Wait, where did these popsicle sticks even come from?”
  • Jack actually gives negative fucks when it comes to cooking just for himself. His meals don’t even make sense half of the time. Bitty caught him eating a bowl of mac and cheese, tater tots, green peas and ketchup once. He still has nightmares.
  • There’s another cookout on Frat row that the hockey team crashes (but they bring tub juice so they get to stay). Someone set up a badminton net in the yard and Jack somehow gets roped into playing.
  • (Not by Chowder, though, because that’s the kind of lesson you only have to learn once.)
  • Bitty is playing his little Southern heart out, running up and down his side of the makeshift court. He swings at the birdie so hard it actually gets stuck in his racket.
  • Meanwhile, Jack is seeing if he can balance his racket on his chin.
  • And then he tries to see if he can whack the birdie onto the frat house’s roof. Which turns into several people cussing him out and Bitty chases him around for a few minutes with the intent of beating Jack Zimmermann’s ass.
  • (Jack laughs and laughs and maybe he lets Bitty catch him and then he grins up at him—there had been a leaping tackle involved in the take down—and he says “What’re you gonna do with me now, Bittle?” And Bitty is Not Amused, so he pinches Jack’s nipple hard and then he goes help the frat bros get the birdie out of the gutter.)
  • Jack loves history, but only some history. He gives a lengthy presentation on Colonial North America in one of his history classes, and at the end the TA raises her hand. “How did Thomas Jefferson’s contributions shift the course of United States history?”
  • And he just squints at her and goes, “Who the fuck is Thomas Jefferson?”
  • Watching TV with Jack is a gamble. He’s either on the edge of his seat, eyes trained on the screen, ready to permanently silence anyone who dares speak/interrupt his show. Or he talks over the TV, puts it on mute to better hear someone else talk over the TV, and makes fun of the various American accents on the show.
  • (Jack’s southern accent is so bad and he knows it, and he makes it so much worse when Bitty is around to hear it. It’s all fun and games until a French Canadian on TV has something to say, and then Jack’s all like “Wtf, Bitty? I thought we were friends!?” Bitty is really glad he sprung for throw pillows in the Haus, because otherwise he would end up concussing his captain.)
  • Jack took one semester of Spanish, and he remembers a surprising amount of it, considering he went to class a total of six times and did virtually none of the work. His Spanish is terrible, but he knows numbers, colors, seasons and “No bueno.” For some time, lots of things were “no bueno.”
  • But then Jack stumbled across ASL via YouTube and he gets super into it. By the end of the week he knows about as much ASL as he does Spanish. By the end of the month he can sign the most beautiful profanity and dad jokes. By the end of the school year it’s started rubbing off on the rest of the team.
  • (Their butchered ASL is somehow worse than Jack’s Spanish, and he would be more annoyed if it weren’t hilarious. For some time Ransom and Holster take to pointing at good things and then making the sign for “candy.” Sriracha? Candy. Apple pie? Candy. The mysterious orange cat that wanders along Frat Row? Candy. Chowder’s stuffed shark? Candy. The latest episode of Breaking Bad? Candy. Pretty soon everyone starts using the candy sign as a gesture of approval. One Sunday Jack walks down to the kitchen to find Bitty making those amazing sausage balls, with real maple syrup and grated sharp cheddar. Jack touches his shoulder so that Bitty’s looking at him and then he presses a finger to his jaw, candy, and points to Bitty so there’s no misunderstanding. Bitty blushes clear to the roots of his hair, even when he says, “Y’all are so weird.”)
  • This takes us to a new friend. Ransom and Holster and Jack and Chowder are chilling in the dining hall, and Ransom and Holster are using their terrible pidgin ASL (half the signs are made up and the rest don’t matter) which catches the eye of one Amy Willashire, who is HOH and still pretty new to Samwell.
  • Amy marches her happy ass up to the table and starts signing away, a mile a minute, the biggest grin on her face because sometimes it feels like she’s the only HOH student on campus. That grin slowly fades as Ransom and Holster stare at her like she’s grown a second head. (They’re actually panicking, because they understand about one word in ten and how are they going to tell her that?)
  • And then Jack perks up and starts signing back, so Amy is signing to him. He has to tell her twice to slow tf down, but then she sits with them and by the time the hockey crew have to go to class she’s chirping Jack for his ASL accent. (Some of his signs come out backwards, and he’ll swap hands halfway through a thought instead of using his dominant hand for most of the work. Jack flips her off with a laugh, which is a sign everyone can get right.)
  • So Jack and Amy are ASL buddies. Amy is super stoked that most of the hockey team knows at least some of the language, which means she can tell them something in a pinch. So the team learns even more ASL and Amy learns about hockey, and things are golden.
  • Until Amy invites Jack and Dex to a pool party. Everyone there is at least one beer in, and they’re playing in the pool, and someone mentions water chicken. Amy wants to play, so as a matter of course she clambers onto Jack’s shoulders.
  • From her vantage point, she can’t tell what Jack’s saying but she can feel him giggling like a bastard as they wipe out literally every time, to the point where everyone else is playing pool chicken and she is trying to splash Jack into next week. He’s splashing back. It’s a whole thing.
  • (They find Dex in the basement with a few of the stoners and a lingering smell of pot. Dex has finally found his chill.)
  • That is what 0% Jack Zimmermann looks like.

Surely, if there’s one thing you can take away from the original Star Wars trilogy, it’s that Darth Vader never runs – he menacingly walks towards you with the calm perseverance of a freight train. Runner Jonathan Rice didn’t come away from the movies with the same impression, as he became the founder of the Darth Valley Challenge, in which he runs a mile in Death Valley at the hottest possible time of year, dressed in full Darth Vader get-up.

While Rice (AKA Vader) has described the run as “pointless,” it has set the Guinness record for the “hottest verified run.” Though, to be fair, once you’ve had several limbs burnt off by the fiery molten lake of Mustafar, a light jog through a dry heat must be like a walk in the park.

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anonymous asked:

yo yo sophie, what are series that you're binge watching right now? I'm not a serie person, I'm more a movie person but today people love to talk about series more than movies. so please I need a recommendation, thx!

Okay, I’ll try to restrain myself cause I have a problem 😂  my personal blog ain’t called “tvshowfreak” for nothing - I’ll give you my all time favs very limited edition

Still ongoing shows

Orange is the new Black (5 seasons so far) - Must watch and get involved with every character on a personal level! - this show is a masterpierce!!

The Walking Dead (7 seasons so far) - don’t let yourself be stopped by the “gory” side of the show, the characters are fucking everything!

Fear The Walking Dead (3 seasons so far) - spin off to The Walking Dead, all you need to know is Alycia Debnam-Carey.

Shameless - US (7 seasons so far) - Brilliant acting, fucking hilarious and dramatic at the same time

Game of Thrones (6 seasons so far, 7th coming out next month) - just watch it.

Gilmore Girls (8 seasons so far) - I can’t believe this show is back in this category but there it is! Fucking hilarious, genius writing (except for the new season I won’t lie), I’ll recommend that show until the day I die.

Orphan Black (5 seasons, the last one started airing last week) - you won’t regret getting into this crazy show, mainly because of the pure talent that is Tatiana Maslany and also hot french lesbians and crazy science girlfriends.

Stranger Things (1 season so far) - incredible show, it’s Stand By Me meets IT - if you haven’t seen those movies go watch them too 😂

Grey’s Anatomy (13 seasons so far) - good luck.

Wentworth (5 seasons so far) - women in prison, only a lot more dramatic that oitnb, but with characters just as amazing, also lesbians 😋

👇 Those two aren’t together👇  #ballieandfridgetforever

This is US (1 season so far) - really really great show 

13 Reasons Why (1 season so far) - all you need to know is Katherine Langford 😍😍😍  #langbellorises


Finished or brutally canceled shows 😭

Sense8 (2 seasons) - I fucking hate that this masterpiece is now in this category 😭😭💔   just watch it, it’s amazing 

Skins UK (6 seasons + 3 movies) - that tv show made me feel better in very dark times - brilliant acting, not always so brilliant storyline but we forgive them.

The L Word (6 seasons) - lesbians, lesbians and lesbians, amazing.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer (7 seasons) - hot slayer, demons, the scooby gang, witch girlfriends, what more could you possibly need…

Parks and Recreation (7 seasons) - just fucking hilarious, after it you’ll only want to vote for Leslie Knope for president.

Friends (10 seasons) - my bet is you heard about that one, maybe watched it already, you should go watch it again 😊

The Office (9 seasons) - hilarious, I love it so much 

How I Met Your Mother (9 seasons) - you do find out how he met her eventually 😂  Great show

The O.C (4 seasons) - gotta put it in there, one of the very first shows I watched religiously (it ruined a summer vacation with my family when I was 12 😂 )

One Tree Hill (9 seasons) - another one of my very first tv shows, my attraction to Peyton Sawyer should’ve been a huge red flag to my sexuality back then 😂

Glee (6 seasons) - I hesitated to put it in here because it became fucking bullshit after season 3 #fuckyouryanmurphy, but I was indeed a huge fan of the first 3 seasons #faberryforever so here it is 

Obviously there’s a LOT more tv shows that I’ve watched, like a 100 more, so if you want more suggestions get back to me 😊  Enjoy!

(Note: Satire)

Tell everyone with Tourette’s how disruptive their tics are because they’re totally doing it to be annoying and if some people can suppress tics for days then all people with Tourette’s can, amirite?

Deny everyone with ADHD the meds they need because they just need to try harder to sit still and pay attention like everyone else, amirite?

Quiet hands and other forms of stim suppression makes NTAB peoples’ lives so much easier because who cares about the autistic people amirite?

Sending triggering things to people with PTSD is hilarious. You’re so cool to put someone through hours of flashbacks, phantom sensations and anxiety. It’s just a joke to you, amirite?

It’s totally fine to say something and walk off on an AAC user without waiting for them to compose their response because it’s so inconvenient of them to make you wait, amirite?

Send someone with epilepsy flashy gifs. Their seizures aren’t really that serious and it’s totally their fault for looking at the gif and ending up at the ER in status epilepticus amirite?

Stealing someone’s inhaler from their bag and not telling them where you hid it when they’re having an asthma attack is comedy gold. Watching someone panic because they can’t breathe is the best thing ever, amirite?

It’s perfectly fair to treat nonverbal autistic people who need lots of daily help and can’t make their communications understood like babies because they MUST have brains like babies if they can’t express themselves exactly like NTAB people, amirite?

All wheelchair users love people shoving them and their wheelchair out of the way as they walk by. It’s not their personal space, it’s an obstacle amirite?

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Anonymous said:Could you do what it would be like to be Jasper Hale’s mate? Thank you :))


A/N: Heya, lovely! Thanks so much for requesting! Jasper is truly one of my favorite characters, so I really loved writing this one! Sorry it took awhile to write, I hope that you enjoy what I’ve come up with and it’s what you expected! - Admin Kat 💟


Being Jasper Hale’s Mate Would Include:

- Obviously Jasper knowing what you’re constantly feeling, and due to that, having a deep bond.

- Tracing over all of Jasper’s battle scars, declaring that he’s still handsome, no matter what.

- Jasper explaining his past tensely and becoming very protective over you.

- Being Jasper’s mate won’t ever be boring.

- Constant teasing.

- Sex.

- Like seriously, the best sex ever!

- I believe beds and other objects shall be broken!

- Rough sex.

- Passionate sex.

- Hugs from behind.

- “Darlin’, I don’t know how I ever got by without you.” Jasper would hum attentively into your ear.

- He’s not really that into PDA, but you know, he gives off the vibe that says “Back off! They’re mine!

- Jasper won’t always be the type to say ‘I love you’, but he makes that heavily known in lot’s of other ways.

- The entire Cullen family loving you.

- Constant teasing from his adopted siblings.

- If someone upsets you, Jasper will be all over it! (And vice versa.)

- Despite Jasper’s experience and such, you’re very protective of him, which he finds really cute and hilarious.

- Little arguments or fights here and there, - unless called for, e.g. putting yourself in harms way, etc.).

- Definitely being a power couple.

- Turning heads when you walk by.

- Jasper would be ‘reluctant’ to cuddles, but let’s face it, he’d deeply love it. So he isn’t going to start it, but won’t stop you from initiating it.

- I think that when you’re at home, alone or in a comfortable setting, you’d face one another and playfully slip each other’s hands into the other’s back pockets.

- Jasper being too serious and you lighting up the mood, forcing him to smile.

- “Don’t worry, Jake! Ain’t nothin’ but a chicken wang!” you hollered after the chuckling wolf.

- “And I believe Emmett can come up with something better than that, darlin’.” Jasper would laugh.

- “What? Aren’t we meant to be comrades with them or something?” you’d inquire truly clueless of what you’d said.

- Having your own peculiar and useful gift that Jasper is totally fascinated by.

- Asking Jasper, - in the beginning of the relationship -, to make you feel different emotions/sensations because you think that his gift is cool.

- It’d eventually get a bit dirty because he’d start kissing you, then suddenly you’ll get into the mood (but obviously, if you’re adamant on not having sex, he’ll stop).

- When you’re “in that mood” Jasper feels EVERYTHING you do, so it EXCITES him more.

- You’d love each other wholly, devotedly and unconditionally.


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the signs inspired by people I know

Aries:sweetheart, very active, loud laugh, stylish, makes friends easily, feisty when mad, loves dogs, lowkey emotional, fast walk, very social, loves sweets/candy, always on point, distinct noses, fast movements, strong eyebrows

Taurus: show off, gossips a lot, cute laugh, good sense of humour, extreme lowkey bitch, lives on netflix, the most stubborn people, glistening eyes, sensual, likes to joke around a lot, probably has a cute little sneeze

Gemini: hilarious, very smart, loves socializing, show off, curses a lot, hides their true self, very energetic, so loud, total flower crown girls, very expressive, loves the outdoors, straight savages, manipulates to get out of situations

Cancer: cries often, is actually powerful af, good sense of humour, very bad luck, pretty weird, gleaming eyes, insecure af, loves sleep, netflix addicts, always cracking jokes, loves to party, loves swimming

Leo: hair is perfect 24/7, charismatic, louder than they think, fierce eyes, witty, can be shy but also outgoing, loves little animals, hopeless romantics, beautiful laughs, loves music, many facial expressions, wild cuties, athletic bodies, unrecognized geniuses

Virgo: worries what people think of them, social, stressed is not a mood it’s a personality, petty af omg, can be really selfish, lowkey horny, bedroom eyes, quiet beauty, big chested, loves a weird genre of music & no one around them understands why, recognized geniuses

Libra: quiet & shy, dirty sense of humour, can be actual bitches, but are sweethearts deep down, beautiful eyes, has a lot of friends, loves clothes shopping, parties often, likes to make people laugh, wants everyone to get along

Scorpio: cutest people ever, very sensitive, great sense of humour, talented at many things, pretty sexy;), SUPER WEIRD, amazing laughs, real romantics, more than meets the eye, so so dramatic, chill af but can also be a worry wart (paranoia to the max)

Sagittarius: lives of the party, popular af, very clumsy, weird laughs lol, cuties, honestly scared even though they don’t show it, longest legs, obsessed with their friends, likes photography and/or videography, wants to travel everywhere

Capricorns: obsessed with their family, strict, can be so fun, good sense of humour, loves to work for some reason, an actual meme in a person, scared of getting into a real relationship, classic romantic, elegant

Aquarius: hands down funniest people, quirky and weird AF omg, contagious laughs, different, sparkling eyes, huge hearts, generous, music freaks, adorable, petty when mad, so intelligent, lovely smiles, most awkward people on the planet

Pisces: smol cinnamon rolls af, giggles so much, can be quite deviant, idealistic, probably has a lot of weird dreams, enjoys reading, sparkling eyes, lovely laughs, hilarious when confused, can be fuckboys but usually sweethearts, very giving and selfless, spiritual

Looks like Georgie here thinks that was especially brilliant!

Pairing: George x Reader

Request: Hey can you write a george x reader when they have DA training ang George is looking at Y/N all the time and boys tease him about it?

A/N: I’m super mega pissed because all of my notes got wiped so aaaaall the requests I save and aaaall the Imagines I was writing have now completely gone! Terrific! 

Squicks: I think I said a naughty word, rhymes with brother trucker :)


You were a fairly quiet girl: generally keeping to yourself and close friends and not really doing much to step out of your comfort zone, but you figured that that needed to change, especially if you were ever going ever to get the attention of George Weasley.

[George’s POV]

I signed up to join Harry’s little group that he and his friends organised, designed to teach Defence Against The Dark Arts while Umbridge was in power; they called it Dumbledore’s Army.

My main reason for joining was because I wanted to practice and actually learn some defensive spells (and that wasn’t gong to happen with Umbridge running the joint), but also because the word of mouth was that Y/N would be signing up too.

Today was the first official meeting of the DA. Harry had discovered a secret room in the castle, known as the Room of Requirement. Harry started off the lesson by going over the basics, the first spell being Expelliarmus.

Harry went through what exactly the disarming charm did, while Y/N listened tentatively, giving a small nod every now and then of understanding, her arms crossed and giving her full attention.

“Got your eye on Y/N, have you?” Fred nudged me and said quietly, his voice dripping with amusement,

“Shut up,” I retort… There was no point lying to him, he was my twin brother after all, there’s no fooling him.

—————

By the next DA meeting, it seems as though Freddie had let slip of my attraction towards Y/N, since I received a lot of nudges and whistles when Y/N walked in.

Today Harry had us focusing on the Stupefy charm, and we all found a partner that we would be duelling with.

Now, I know what you’re thinking, and no, I’m not partnered with Y/N, much to Fred and Lee’s disappointment… Cho beat me to it.

Y/N and Cho stood opposite each other in the middle of the room, their wands drawn. Obviously I was staring at Y/N, and the boys found it hilarious.

“Stupefy!” Y/N’s voice echoed off the walls. She cast the spell perfectly, causing Cho to go flying backwards, Harry barely catching her.

I stared at Y/N in awe. The girls all applauded her, while Fred told me that maybe a photo would last longer.

“Looks like Georgie here thinks that was especially brilliant!” one of the dickheads, Zachariahs called out, while his group of shits laughed.

Y/N of course heard, and was now looking at me, her cheeks a slight rosy colour.

“Yeah, I do,” I agree, which he didn’t expect at all, “And I reckon you couldn’t cast any spell half as good as that one, and it was only her first go!”

Zacharias stuttered for a bit, looking remarkably similar to a fish out of water opening and closing his ginormous mouth. The girls around Y/N all giggled, while she gave me a glowing smile, which I returned, even though Fred and Lee were rather off-putting with their snickering and elbow jabs.

Once the meeting was officially over, Y/N was the one who came up to me.

“Hey George, that was really sweet what you said earlier”.

Fred and Lee gave each other a look, before both of them walked on, surprisingly without saying another word.

“Get in, Georgie!” Knew it was too good to be true.

Y/N giggled while I put my face in my hands and groaned. Still laughing, she put her hand on my shoulder out of pity, which was enough encouragement to look up at her. Her eyes looked like they were laughing too, they were shining brightly and full of happiness to match her contagious smile.

“I meant it, you know, you’re quite amazing at spells, and in general I guess too but more of that later,” I admit, which she clearly seemed to enjoy by her overly enthusiastic laugh, probably an attempt to hide the blush that was evidently creeping onto her cheeks.

“No no, feel free to go on about my general greatness, I wouldn’t mind,” she flirted back,

“Well I mean, I wouldn’t want you to get a big head or anything, so maybe I should space the compliments out a bit, shall we say tomorrow evening for the next few? I can assure you that I have a lot,”

While Y/N giggled and the colour in her cheeks deepened, I marvelled in the fact that I am literally the smoothest motherfucker in this whole damn school.

“I think that could work,” she smiled cheekily, stepping in a bit and looking up at me, her hands resting on my shoulders,

“Wonderful…” I whispered, as I cupped her jaw in my hands and leant down. My lips delicately met with hers, and she instantly kissed me back, her arms wrapping around the back of my neck.

Whilst it was only a short kiss, it was deep and passionate. I knew that there’d be a lot more where that came from, starting tomorrow night.

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The pair that vexes me so

  • Oikawa walks around in his underwear a lot. Alien printed underwear. Iwaizumi both finds it cute and irritating because they’re just too small for him but they’re dorky as fuck.
  • Iwaizumi sleeps shirtless. Oikawa isn’t strong enough.
  • Oikawa likes to lay on Iwaizumi’s back when he does push ups while working out.
  • Iwaizumi licks the cream off oreos and Oikawa eats the biscuits.
  • Iwaizumi loves playing Cooking Mama, which Oikawa finds hilarious because he’s a shit cook.
  • Oikawa always wakes up before Iwaizumi because he doesn’t want his Iwa-chan seeing him with bedhair.
  • Little does he know, Iwaizumi always wakes up before him and sees his bedhair and he loves it.
  • Iwaizumi bites his fingernails a lot. Oikawa uses that as an excuse to hold hands a lot, because ‘it stops you from ruining your nails, Iwa-chan!’
  • One time Oikawa stayed up all night marathoning a TV show and Iwaizumi had to physically drag him to bed.
  • Oikawa’s a bed hog. Iwaizumi remedies this by hugging Oikawa all night.

“Instagram frightens me,” Bucky said, frowning at the screen on his phone.

Steve peeked at it as he passed by, then took a step backward to give it a good, long look. “…Why are they talking about our pecs like that?”

Natasha perked up from playing on her own phone. “How are they talking about your pecs?”

“Look what you’ve done,” Bucky hissed at the blond, hurriedly pulling his phone to his chest protectively.

Steve shrugged and held hands up helplessly. “Sorry.”

Natasha had already pulled his Instagram up on her phone. “You accepted my request, idiot.”

“Show me how to delete her, Steve,” Bucky ordered, shoving his phone at him.

“Too late–Oh my God.” She began laughing, and it had just an edge of meanness to it. “You guys actually thought posting a picture after one of your runs while your white shirts were saturated with your sweat was a good idea?!” Natasha actually began rocking side to side in her seat, cackling. “I’m dying–oh my God someone help-!”

Bruce walked into the living room and frowned when he saw her laughing. “What happened? Did an enemy meet a hilariously gruesome end?”

“They’re talking about Steve and Bucky’s tits!” Natasha shrieked, and finally rolled off the love seat, she was laughing so hard.

Bruce looked at her a long moment before he said, “Okay.” Then he turned on his heel and left.

Natasha was still laughing, so Steve and Bucky left too, before they had to listen to her tell someone else about how their fans were talking about their chests.


Unfortunately, for the next three days, Natasha burst out laughing every time she saw them, and soon the rest of the team knew about it. Apparently no one actually looked at the comments on their posts anymore since they could only handle so many heart-eye emojis, but they were suddenly willing to bear with it for the hilarious comments.

“Oh God damn it,” Bucky whispered when Sam handed him a plate with two pancakes on it, whipped cream nipples standing nearly as proudly as the other man’s smile.

“Sorry, man,” Sam laughed, not sounding sorry at all.

Steve looked like he might laugh as well, until Sam gave him a plate with the same thing. “Sam.

“What, you thought I wouldn’t make fun of you, too?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow, before brightening when Natasha came in. “Natasha, did you see my masterpieces?”

Natasha looked at them, their pancakes, and then turned around to walk right back out, laughing again.

Bucky bent his fork in half.


Tony had been overseas for a business meeting, so he’d missed everything, and Natasha had finally stopped laughing herself to tears when she saw them. They were pretty sure they would get away with Tony never finding out.

Except Natasha was a huge fucking BITCH.

“Tony, you’re back!” Natasha exclaimed when he walked in, still wearing a rumpled suit.

Tony squinted at her, still jetlagged, but he’d wanted to see everyone before he crashed and slept for eighteen hours. Seeing nothing immediately out of the ordinary, he simply agreed, “Yes.”

She skittered over to where Steve and Bucky were sitting, grinning. “Tony, who do you think has the best tits?”

Steve and Bucky both had the distinct thought ‘I’m going to murder her.’

Tony blinked at her slowly. “…You do.”

Natasha opened her mouth, then closed it. “…That’s so sweet,” she finally decided, actually looking flattered, before she slapped her hands down on each of the men’s shoulders. “But I meant between Steve and Bucky.”

“Oh.” Tony wandered closer, humming thoughtfully as he peered very intensely at their chests.

After a moment, he reached out and cupped Steve’s pecs in his hands, either ignoring or not noticing the way he tensed up and squeaked. Bucky would have made fun of him except he made the same noise when Tony abruptly turned and did the same thing to him. He hummed again, then placed a hand on both of their pecs.

“…I can’t decide,” Tony said, and then did not move away.

They stared at him for a little while, worried, before Steve cautiously said, “Tony?”

Tony jerked as if he’d been shocked. “Huh?” He looked at his hands on both of their chests. “…I need to sleep,” he decided, and gave their chests a pat. “I apologize for molesting you.”

“It’s not molesting if we want it,” Bucky blurted out, and then set his jaw, because what the fuck, brain?!

Tony patted his cheek just a little too hard. “Maybe you need some sleep too.”

Bucky gaped as the other man turned and sort of… tottered away.

“He’s going to fall asleep in the elevator,” Clint said fondly.

Bruce sighed and got up to trot after him. “Tony, let me help you.”

“Be careful, Bruce,” they heard him warn as the doors began to shut. “I’m molesting people.”

“Quite honestly I would prefer that to you stabbing me to see if I’ll turn into the Hulk,” Bruce replied blandly.

Steve crossed his arms over his chest when he noticed Sam grinning at him, blushing. “What?!”

“Tony grabbed your boobs,” Sam said, then burst out laughing. “And he didn’t even notice!”

Steve turned to look at Bucky, frowning. “Do you just wanna leave the country?”

Yes,” he answered immediately and viciously.

“I think,” Natasha said, leaning down to put her face between theirs. “That you’re missing the point.”

Bucky glared at her. “And what point is that, you troublemaker?”

“Tony couldn’t decide which of your chests he likes better,” she explained, as if he was an idiot. “So maybe when he’s not about to fall asleep on his feet, you can offer to let him check again.”

“…I don’t understand why you’re like this,” Steve admitted.

Natasha rolled her eyes. “You’re both hopeless.”

“Seriously,” Clint said, raising an eyebrow. “She gave you the perfect opening to hit on Tony and you’re being too prude to do it.”

“Am not!” Steve answered immediately, because he never liked being told he was too anything, and Bucky got the sinking feeling that Steve was going to march him to Tony as soon as he heard he was awake to do just that.

“Couldn’t we just buy him flowers?” he asked, but Steve had that determined look to him. “Steve please.”

“We can get him flowers and ask whose chest is better,” Steve allowed. “It will be mine, by the way, so you can pick out the flowers.”

Bucky turned to glare at him, appalled. “No way, my chest is way better than yours! You’re gonna be super embarrassed when Tony tells you so, too!”

Natasha rolled her eyes as they began bickering and walked over to flop down next to Sam. “What did we do to get stuck with these idiots?”

“I don’t know about you, but Steve basically harassed me,” Sam replied, shrugging. “Whenever someone says ’on your left,’ I still get irrationally angry.”

Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard: The Sexuality Crisis

Magnus had never been attracted to boys before, only girls. He could appreciate the aesthetic of them, but never before had he wanted to date one. He was as straight as a rod-always had been, and always will be.

So it wasn’t gay of him to think Alex was cute. She was cute on both her female days and male days. It wasn’t gay at all.

Right?

Or: Magnus has a crisis over whether liking Alex is gay or not and everyone else is facepalming at him.

Read it on AO3 and FanFiction

Magnus was straight.

Sure, he had that period of time where he had questioned his sexuality after learning that heterosexuality wasn’t the only one, but everyone went through that. And by the time it was over, he had decided that he was nothing other than straight. The thought of being anything else never crossed his mind again.

But just because Magnus was straight didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate the aesthetic of other guys from time to time. He wasn’t blind, he could tell whether people were attractive or not. And sometimes, those guys were pretty nice to look at for a moment or two longer than necessary. But he never once felt the desire to do anything romantic with them, because he wasn’t attracted to guys. It was as simple as that.

“See something ya like?”

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anonymous asked:

saeran, v, and rfa reactions to finding out MC is a really famous artist that uses a pseudonym and they find out because of finding their art in their studio and MC can't lie so they fess up

Yoosung

  • shooketh
  • no seriously why hide this from him???
  • he’s just ready to fall to MC’s feet
  • what is the secret to be motivated enough to make art like this
  • p l e a s e
  • in all seriousness, he’s amazed MC managed to keep it a secret for so long
  • he’s just, amazed? he can’t stop singing praise to MC
  • seriously, he can’t just, comprehend how he’d been dating someone so talented all the time and hadn’t noticed

Jaehee

  • she’s left in shock for a good ten minutes
  • MC is almost scared she’s mad they hid it form her?
  • but when they ask, she just. hugs them
  • she can’t express how amazed she is
  • Jaehee is someone who can appreciate art and, just, she’s always thought so highly of MC’s art
  • without knowing it was MC who made the art??
  • her heart can’t take this, her life is just going amazingly, is this truly real life??

Jumin

  • he has that surprised look on his face that MC finds oh-so-adorable
  • he’s, of course, full of questions
  • he isn’t a fan of thinking MC hadn’t told him before, but it’s such an amazing revelation he doesn’t particularly mind
  • he’s curious about it all. how does MC make time for art? what is their preferred method? what materials do they use?
  • MC suddenly finds themselves showered in art supplies Jumin casually buys in large amounts

707

  • honestly, he’d suspected that before- but he thought it was too wild to be true
  • he’d make jokes from time to time, when a piece of art by that artist came across daily life, he’d point at it and say
    • “Hey, MC, look, your secret work! Hahahaha!”
  • MC awkwardly laughed along and dismissed the joke
  • but when he walks into MC’s studio and just, sees the art
  • oh
  • OH
  • he can’t help but find it hilarious he’d had that inkling of suspicion back then but shrugged it off thinking it was too unlikely, and it turned out to be absolutely true

Unknown

  • he sits quietly and stares at MC 
  • it’s like a cat who sits and stares, just waiting for an explanation without asking
  • MC fesses up, admitting they’ve been working in art for a while now, and use a different name to avoid recognition in their personal life
  • saeran listens carefully, and then decides to ask about the art itself
  • he wants to know about each piece and what it means to MC, and concentrate in that instead of worrying over MC using a pseudonym

V

  • MC is surprised he can recognize the art with his vision, which they know has been in decline for a while now
  • but, even so, he’s surprised when he asks MC if they’re the artist he only knows by pseudonym
  • MC isn’t that hesitant to just admit it, but embarrassed when V says he’s admired their art for a long time now, enough to recognize their style even with his rather poor eyesight
  • he doesn’t care much for the fact MC hadn’t told him
  • he knows that keeping an alias or using a pseudonym isn’t that uncommon in the art world, especially when someone likes to keep a line between work and life