but this is how i see them in my head

It’s petty but I block literally every white person I see complain about how crytyping jokes are ableist… people of color have explained again and again what the joke is and why, and going ‘well it hurts my feelings because I sometimes make typos when upset’ which is so obviously different! Like you can easily visually tell the difference, and when the context is 'white people fall back on white fragility to keep people from holding racism against them’ and your white ass felt the need to open your mouth anyhow?

Declaring the mean nonwhites ableist because you can’t be bothered to pull your head out your ass just shows you don’t give a damn about the racism we experience–and shit, at this point if you don’t know, it’s because you’re not trying to know and follow almost exclusively white people and I still wouldn’t want you around!

anonymous asked:

How did you get the inspiration for the LB Masquerade comic??

I wanted to see if I could pull off writing for these characters around the theme of identity because I felt that it would be an interesting idea to dig deeper into. So I had the idea of the ending first and started thinking of how I could get them there. The idea of the Masquerader came up probably because I recently watched Phantom of the Opera haha and I thought it would work well.

The rest of it just sort of formed in my head from there in the form of an episode, so I took that flow and put it into comic form.

anonymous asked:

how would yandere-plier react to seeing their muse/obsession killed ?? (I love your babbles and this has been in my head for a few days but my writing won't do it justice)

oh geez, he would not take it well, that’s for sure! if he saw it happen, he would without hesitation, go after his senpai’s killer and murder them without a second thought.

once that’s all over, he’d be stricken with grief about the situation, tears and collapsing on the floor especially. and then it would probably turn into a bit of self hatred, cursing himself about not being there in time to save senpai. or maybe he’d turn to killing to help him deal with his anguish and broken heart.

but he’d keep everything he has in his shrine to senpai, cleaning it and keeping it in perfect condition as best as he can. after school, he’d probably come home and sit in front of it and tell about his day as if his senpai were really there.

My Manga Thoughts The Promised Neverland 36

“I’m hallucinating the ghost of my dead best friend. Yep, I’ve officially lost it.”

The Promised Neverland 36 Execution Part 5
-The alarm and announcement of the kids escaping sirens out through out all the plantations. Boy I wonder how the mamas will explain this to the kids.
-The lead demon tells the others that they can kill the children except the top quality ones so long as they don’t harm their heads. Kind of a twisted interpretation of the ‘don’t harm a hair on their heads’ saying if you ask me.
-We see the demons that’ll go after them and yikes are they big and scary.
-Now that they know they’ve been reported, Ray starts worrying since it’s obvious that they’re guard the bridge. So obvious that Emma reveals they aren’t going to the bridge.
-They reach a spot that Norman found while circling the wall that’s a little close to them. Don throws some rope with rocks tied to the end and it wraps around a nearby tree. Then he zip lines to the other side with a coat hanger. So coat hangers can fend off evil birds and be used for a zip line. Good to know.
-He shines a lantern when he gets to the other side and two kids fire water bottle rockets over with more rope attached to make more zip lines. I love Ray’s expression when this happen. It’s like he’s thinking ‘nope I don’t buy it’.
-Everyone crosses with their coat hangers and Ray can’t help but think how none of them are scared. All of them have been serious with the training in the past 2 months.
-Ray sees Norman in his mind who talks about how they really did something amazing. Despite it seemed impossible, Norman claims that Emma helped make this happen because she never gave up on the possibility of saving everyone.
-After Ray realizes they don’t have to give up from talking to Norman, he disappears and Isabella wonders why there aren’t reports of them showing up at the bridge.
-As she figures out what they may be doing, one of the last few kids start becoming scared. Ray solves this by tying the girl to him so they can zip line together.
-The last two kids cross and so does Emma. Isabella arrives where the children were, and Emma looks back on her she and the rest escape into the forest.

Rating: 8/10. (FREEDOM!)

Thoughts: What I loved about the chapter was the tension. I kept thinking something would go wrong like the demons would find them or right before Emma crossed over, Isabella would grab her. That never happened, and while it would’ve been exciting, the result we did get was good. I would’ve like to see the children take down one of those large demon monsters, but this manga is about using wit and intelligence to defeat the opponent and unless we have an Attack on Titan twist, I’m satisfied with how the chapter turned out. Now the status quo of the story has drastically altered meaning we can get new story opportunities.

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Seriously guys Robin deserves major props and much more appreciation and recognition for just how talented he is. Not only as an animator but ESPECIALLY as an editor!

You can tell just by seeing some of his edits in Seán’s videos that he works insanely hard on them. I mean look at some of these!

And these are just a few examples I thought of at the top of my head and my screenshots don’t even do them justice. I imagine some of these edits can take so much time to do and I think all that time and hard work deserves to be appreciated more. 

So from me, the JSE community and from other communities as well. I want to say in this post that we all appreciate you Robin. We know that you work really hard and you are seriously a super talented animator, editor and person. :) 

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Things Overheard in Dorms
  • “That’s the fourth time this week you’ve brought up cannibalizing me. Should I be worried?”
  • “So needless to say, she peed on me.”
  • “Wow, this Heineken has such a smooth finish!”
  • “Do you think I can fit an entire orange in my mouth?”
  • “If I hear someone sing Hamilton in the shower again I’m joining them in their shower so I can drown them.”
  • “Someone just gave me a free cake. Should I be worried?”
  • “How did they manage to get that in BOTH shower stalls!?”
  • “How much caffeine is poisonous? Asking for myself, I’m actually worried.”
  • faintly, as though yelled from in a room down the hall “Can you come hand me my Swiss rolls? My head spins if I sit up.”
  • “Well you see, Marxism is actually” *anguished yelling from multiple people*
  • “Why is Ross sitting in a box in the hallway with a sweatervest draped over his head?” “Stress.”
  • “What’s the difference between an undergraduate research assistant and a random nosy 19 year old? Less than you’d think!”
  • “Let Bob Ross caress your happy little struggles away.”
  • “He talks like he thinks the world is waiting with bated breath to hear what he thinks about Fight Club.”
  • *screaming in harmony with a vacuum*

phoenixgurl78  asked:

Where's the video of Roman, Logan, Dad and Anxiety for this week?

Because of how extensive those videos are (script-writing, gathering of any props, possible songs, filming, editing, etc.) we’re aiming to make and post those every two weeks. I figured it best to do that anyway so you all would be getting the best quality videos possible, seeing how right now, it’s just me and my friend, Joan, putting our heads together to make them. I’ll make an official announcement of that schedule, in a future youtube vid! Hope that’s understandable!

Hello neighbour from hell, may I help renovate your house?

Strap your seatbelts, this will be Odyssey long one. First thing first, let me take some time to introduce you to Cruella de Vil of this story, who I hated for many years with a fury of a thousand raging diarrheas. You know that joke if you had a gun with two bullets and you were in a room with Hitler, Bin Laden, and x-person, you would shoot x-person twice? Well, not only would I shoot her, I would proceed to beat her with gunstock, perform exorcism on her lifeless body (just in case) and then burry the remains. She is stereotypical neighbour from hell. And hell is in this case the Mediterranean.

I live in a medium sized Mediterranean town with ancient heritage; all the houses are old and jammed close to each other. My neighbourhood is also made of these stone houses which share walls, so for instance when my neighbour to the right plays guitar in his bedroom, I hear it in my living room (I don’t mind him though, he is always really quiet, respects the hours and plays Rolling Stones and Metallica really well) and when I fart in my toilet, Cruella on the left side hears it clearly. Suits her well.

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Rhythm | Lee Joo Heon | One-Shot

jooheon (monstax) + you (reader)
word count: 7,233
warnings: i have no excuse for this flithy, graphic smut (that includes but is not limited to thigh riding, breath play, mild degradation, spanking, etc) and strong language (some slut shaming) and brief mentions of infidelity
a/n: i was inspired by the new mv and channeled that inspiration into a gang!au, bad boy jooheon sexy time fest and before you say anything yes i know he is a total squish in real life that’s why it’s called fiction :)

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morning after their ‘i love you’s

They had held each other the entire night. Neither of them had let the other out of their sight… or arms. The warmth and safety that Alec and Magnus had most definitely missed after their most recent dispute, after the attack on the Institute, was now more intense than ever.

Neither had slept a tonne that night. They couldn’t bare the thought of losing each other again. Instead, the night was spent squeezing each other tight, an abundance of kisses, and whisperings of ‘I love you’.

Alec had thrown all caution to the wind when he had confessed his feelings to Magnus, completely unaware whether Magnus felt the same but he couldn’t keep it bottled up. Alec had never known love that intensely before, not even when he believed he was in love with Jace. And Magnus, he couldn’t risk losing such a connection that he had spent over a century avoiding.

Alec stroked Magnus’ face, his thumb grazing over every feature as softly as possible. Magnus traced every rune on Alec’s body, reminding himself that the boy laying just inches from him was here to stay. Alec was about to say something when his phone began to ring. He reached for it past Magnus but stopped when it stopped ringing. Magnus rolled over to look at the screen. “It’s Izzy,” he whispered, reading the message. “She says they need you at the Institute.”

Alec groaned in protest but began to get up. He really should’ve made sure to get some rest. Alec propped himself onto his elbows so he could look at Magnus. They both just smiled at each other, content with where they were. Magnus reached a hand over and curled his fingers around Alec’s naked bicep. “Don’t go…” Magnus whispered against Alec’s arm, leaving a trail of kisses that made Alec weak. Magnus looked up at him and pouted.

Alec brought his hand over to Magnus’ cheek, stroking him and bringing him up to kiss him softly. “I don’t want to either,” he murmured, their lips still brushing against each other. Magnus smiled into the kiss and pulled on Alec’s arm, bringing him closer and onto him. They pulled apart but Alec remained hovering over Magnus. “Can I see them again?” he asked staring straight into Magnus’ eyes.

Magnus felt his stomach churn. Never had someone asked to see his cat eyes willingly before. He blinked once in order to reveal them and stared at Alec’s face with them. He searched the boy’s face for a reaction, any reaction. But all he received was a slight parting of Alec’s lips. Magnus always felt uncomfortable when someone looked straight at them. But Alec made him feel safe, like there was nothing to hide. Still, Magnus hastily blinked away and brought up his glamour once again. “I really wish I could see them more,” Alec said with a small smile. Magnus’ heart ached for him. Alec curled an arm under Magnus’ back and lay back down to rest his head on Magnus’ chest. Their toes played together under the covers. “I love you so much.”

Magnus’ heart, the same that had not felt anything for God knows how long, stammered loudly. Magnus could feel Alec smile against him. “I love you with every fibre of my being, Alexander.”


what i wish they showed us after the party

magnus waking lazy alec

magnus and alec prepare breakfast for the gang

magnus makes alec dance with him

My Fake Boyfriend Part 11 (Final Part)

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 3571

Warnings: A lot of emotions, a lot of fluffy and a little of smut.

@drinkfantasy thank you so much for being my beta. You are the best.

You are so happy, you can’t believe that today you are finally going to sleep on your own bed. “You know, I really like to see you wearing my clothes.” You smile at Bucky’s words as he hugs you from behind.

“I like to wear them, they smell like you.” You are wearing a pair of leggings and one of his sweaters. It’s so big and comfortable. “You can keep it if you want, it looks really good on you.” You turn around kissing him on the lips. “You are going to regret this, in a couple months you are not going to have any more clothes to wear.” You say playful, taking his hair out of his forehead.

“I don’t mind, I can always steal them back and this way they are gonna smell like you.” He is so sweet, you can’t believe how kind and precious Bucky Barnes can be, especially after everything he has been through.

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So to address the issue of the Power Rangers and queerbaiting…

I just saw it and Trini doesn’t say “I’m gay” or “I’m queer” but it’s heavily implied that she is in the monologue she gives. Like when Zack asks, “Boyfriend troubles?” she scoffs and goes, “Yeah ‘boyfriend’ troubles.” He then asks, “Girlfriend troubles?” And she looks a little unsure of what to say and then talks about her family and how they like labels and how they want to know what’s going on with her but she doesn’t know how to tell them what it’s like in her head. She’s also been to 3 schools in 3 years. There’s also some super cute moments between her and Kim, which I’m not EVER getting my hopes up for but they’re all girl power together and it’s awesome.

I don’t know if I would call it queerbait. If you’re going in expecting her to be waving a rainbow flag, she’s not. But they definitely left it open for her being queer. I say this as a gay woman who has seen the movie. Straight people might not see it because they have their hetero goggles on, but it read as queer to me.

I also just want to say that in terms of representation, this movie is fucking incredible and the movie itself is REALLY DAMN GOOD SO GO SEE IT!

Black Paladin lance headcanon...au?

I have seen a lot of black Paladin lance head canons and idea of how it will work, so I thought maybe I’d share my own ideas.

To start of, Shiro is in the Astral plane with Black looking over him, and Shiro isn’t really sure how to get out, and Black won’t tell him how to get out, only that he needs to rest, and he can’t talk with the other Paladins to tell him where he is. But he can see and can hear them through Black.

Shiro sees everyone trying to figure out what happened to him, but after weeks of them fleeing battles with the Galra and trying to find Shiro, they all agree that until they find Shiro, they need to have someone be the black paladin. Keith of course reveals the fact that Shiro wanted him to lead, and approaches Black. Shiro is obviously very supportive of this (cough cough-bias-cough) but Shiro is surprised to see that Black is apprehensive about Keith piloting him. but Black allows it since it is Shiro’s wish for Keith to lead.

So Keith is the black Paladin, and Shiro is very happy to see that Keith is leading the team. Only that, he isn’t leading very well. Many times he runs off on his own in battle and leaves the others with half baked directions and no real orders or a half baked plan that he usually abandons to go off. Shiro sees that more times than not, one of the Paladins is always heavily damaged and spend days in the healing pods. Now Shiro is starting to see that he might have overestimated Keith’s ability to lead, but he still trusts that Keith will get the hang of it. But as time goes on, Keith still is doing his own thing. That’s when Shiro notices that Lance, who is always questioning Keith’s decisions, has been giving orders whenever Keith runs off , and his plans have some real form of orders, and not just that, but they work with the skills of Pidge and Hunk, even Allura when she joins in the fight. It’s his plans that gets everyone out of a battle in one piece, it’s his plans that even wins some of the battles. But it’s not until Shiro sees Lance going to the hangars to talk to Blue about how mad he is at Keith, not because of him being the leader, but at how he leads the team. He tells her about all the times Keith has left during battles to ‘follow his instincts’ and leaving the team with no clear idea of what the plan is or what to do. He’s mad that even though it’s clear that Lance has been the reason that they win a battle, he doesn’t get any recognition for his plans, that Allura and the others just assume that Lance knows Keith’s plan when Keith goes AWOL, they assume that it’s Keith plan and not his own. But most of all, Lance talks about his insecurities about his position on the team, and how he misses his home. Shiro’s starts to understand that he was wrong with Keith leading the team, and because of his favoritism, he didn’t see that there was another option in his team. A better option that everyone has more or less been taking advantage of. Shiro tells the Black Lion that he was wrong, that he shouldn’t lead the team if he didn’t see how Lance was struggling. Black tells Shiro that it’s ok to make mistakes, as long as we make an effort to correct them. Black then asks again, who should lead Voltron while Shiro is stuck there. And Shiro doesn’t even hesitate to say….“Lance should lead.” At first, Keith is not happy with being kept out of Black. He’s even more furious that Black let Lance in and not him. But he can’t say that he isn’t glad to back with Red. And after awhile, he realizes that Lance is a really good leader. Yes, he doesn’t lead like Shiro does. He leads his own way, helping others see their full potential, putting the other’s strong points to use as well as listening to their ideas and being able to create or change his plans at a moment. Lance is a great leader, because he doesn’t just lead the others he relies on them. While Lance is in charge, they never lose a battle, and have gained more allies in their fight against Zarkon. One such ally is able to help them get Shiro out of the astral plane, and the first thing he does is give Lance a huge hug and thanked him for leading the team in his absents. Lance is happy to be back with Blue, but even more so now that Shiro includes him in strategy meetings, relies on him more during diplomatic meetings. But mostly glad that Shiro’s talks with him and Hunk more, getting to know them so that he’ll be able support them better. So there’s my idea about how black Paladin Lance going down. I hope you guys liked it!

Update: I am actually writing a fic on this on AO3. If you haven’t read it and want to, it’s called ‘rose colored glasses make it hard to see’.
Naughty Girl - Justin Foley Smut

Justin Foley x reader

Request:  Can you do smut with Justin Foley (13 reasons why) …(x reader) maybe..you didn’t fuck for a week because you have problems and he catches you masturbate and he is not happy about it so he punish you…

WARNINGS: Smut, rough, swearing


Me and Justin haven’t been talking for days. He practically pushed me off of him the other day and I’m pissed. For some reason we have been arguing more than usual. Just two days ago we argued cause Justin forgot to pick me up to go to school cause he decided to drink with his friends. It’s been leaving me frustrated. In many ways. Its Saturday night and Justin keeps calling my phone and leaving message after message.

Babe I’m sorry about the other day

Baby please pick up…

I’m sorrrrrrrry!

What do you want me to do?

I can bring strawberry ice cream for you 

Babbbbbby please answer me 

I roll my eyes and put my phone on silent. I’m more angry with him cause with all this arguing we haven’t had sex in over a week and it’s killing me. I have been wanting to slap him and fuck him at the same time and I think he knows it. There is a knock at the door and I say a small ‘come in’.

“Hey sweetheart” my mom peaks in. She’s all dolled and dressed up. I do that signature dog whistle and laugh. 

“Hey mom, where are you going looking all nice” I smile. 

“Me and your father are going out for dinner surprisingly”. I look behind her and see my dad with his thumbs up. I laugh and shake my head. I follow them downstairs as they put their jackets on.

“Okay have fun you too” I say, walking up to hug and kiss both of them.

“We will, come lock the doors behind us. And you know the rules n-”

“Yes, yes, no partying, no drinking, no smoking, no inviting strangers, no going out after 12 and call you if I invite Justin over.” I say nonchalantly.

“Good girl” she kisses my check while my dad rubs my head.

“See you kiddo, be safe.”

“I will, love you”

They both say quick ‘love yous’ and get into their car. I watch them drive off and quickly close the door and jog up the stairs back to my room. I look at my phone and see more text from a now angry Justin. I huff and turn my phone off. I lay on my bed and start thinking about where we went wrong. Just last week we were making love. Making love. I start thinking about how good it felt for him to be inside me with his hands roaming my body. I start thinking about his lips on my neck. Thinking about this started to make me feel hot down there. I continue thinking about his mouth on me and found myself creeping towards my underwear. I never thought I would do this, being that I had Justin, but obviously I don’t have him right now and I need something. I peel my underwear off and start rubbing around my heat. I keep thinking About Justin and imagine my fingers as his.

“Justin” I moan. My fingers speed up and I arch my back into myself. I grab onto my bare breast under my shirt and pinch onto my nipple feeling nothing but pleasure. I keep moaning, sliding a finger into my now wet core. I’m lost in my own world as I slide in another finger. I want Justin more, but this will have to do. I continue pumping in and out while moaning my boyfriends name. I need him so bad. I’m so wrapped up in my moans that I didn’t notice my door fly open. I jerk up and see none other than Justin. A very angry Justin. He looks mad, but his eyes look like something else. Lust.

“What the hell do you think your doing y/n” 

“I-I don’t know” I say, covering my naked body with my sheets. He walks up to the bed and yanks the sheet away from me, scamming my body up and down.

“What the hell were you doing”

“It was nothing, I just wanted to try something dif-”

“You wanted to fucking finger yourself!” he says while still looking at my body. I feel weirdly exposed in front of him, but I kind of like it. 

“We haven’t had sex in a while and I have been aggravated” I say quietly, but he doesn’t say anything. He just stared. 

It was the way he stood and looked at me. Watching my every move and staring at me with those deep eyes. And I loved it. I loved the attention he was giving me. The long needed attention. It made me feel wanted and special. It was his attitude. The way he stood leaned against my headboard with his arms crossed on his chest and lip in his mouth. 

I look away feeling queasy in my stomach. It wasn’t an uncomfortable feeling, but a feeling of excitement. I uncover my hands from my chest and fix my posture, sitting up. I bit my lip and look back at him. His eyes leaves my face and goes straight to my chest, smirking. That was all it took for him to make his way to my bed and sit down next to me.

“You like being a naughty girl don’t you?” he whispers. His voice suddenly got deeper and husky, making my lower body ache. Definitely a turn on, making me want him even more. 

“Do you like it?” I ask, biting my lip seductively as I smiled. 

“No not really” I almost frown at his response until he speaks again.

“Only I can touch you like that, and I don’t like you doing my job.” I close my eyes, trying to contain myself from jumping onto him right now. I want him badly. So badly right now. 

“Then touch me” I whisper into his ear.

“If I do, I might not be able to control myself cause I’m still angry at you for doing this” I bite my lip as I climb onto his lap and bite his ear softly before whispering.

“Then don’t”

As soon as I said it, Justin attack my lips, wrapping my legs around his torso pressing his body against mine. I moaned against his lips as I kissed him hard while his hand went in my hair and his lips moved hungrily with mine.

“Mhm.” He groaned as he pulled away slightly. Grabbing his waist, I attempt to pull down his sweats. He sits up and pulls them off. I starting bucking my bare core against him, earning grunts. I drew circles with my hips as his hands stayed firmly on my waist. I started to feel him harden under me and I smiled through the kiss. 

“Fuck this” he mumbled through the kiss. He quickly threw us over and yanked me to the edge of the bed.

“This is my job and don’t forget it”. With that he spread my legs apart with his hands on either sides of my inner thigh, spreading them as wide as he would while looking my core. He rubbed his hand back and forth and I moaned slightly while wiggling to try to feel him more. He held my body in place.

“Don’t fucking move” I bite my lip and nodded him.

“Yes baby”

I smiled at the sight of my boyfriend going down on me, his head between my thighs as he pleasured me. He rubbed his fingers again me, going up and down fast. Faster than I was. He made sure to press hard against me. I moaned and moaned even louder when he slide his long finger into me.

“God.” I moan, smiling at the sweet pleasure. I open my eyes to see him watching me as he adds another finger and curl them inside me.

“Yessss Just- my gosh!” I moan.

“What was that” he smirks. He adds a third finger and starts roughly pumping.

“JUST-” I couldn’t even speak cause of all my moans. He pulls his fingers out and kneels down further into my core. I then feel his lips touch my heat, making me grind my hips against his face for more. He starts going slow to tease me then speeds up. I wrap my legs around his neck, arching my body as he flicks his tongue harder against me. He movements started to make me whimper.

“Ha-right there, yes, fuck!” I whimper as he looks up at me while still moving his tongue. I throw my head back, not caring how loud I’m being. My small hands were in his hair, pushing on the back of his head I tensed, my eyes shutting as I moan his name again. I feel myself close, knowing I can’t hold it in.

“J-Justin, I’m ab-”

“Let it go baby.” I do as I’m told and cum while Justin licks everything up, smiling at me after. All of this just made me want Justin more than ever. 

“Justin?” I pant.

“Yes angel” he smirks.

“Fuck me.”

He throws of his underwear before grabbing a condom out his jean pocket and doesn’t give me a chance to register anything. Still at the edge of the bed, Justin grabs my hips and slams into me, making me whimper. my knees were dangling off the bed, spread apart as Justin thrust into me. I was eager for him to go harder, faster, rougher. I need all of him.

“P-please Justin harder” I moan. He doesn’t need for me to say it twice. Justin pushes himself deep into me, but doesn’t move. He just stood there, deep inside of me. the pleasure was so amazing. 

“Fuck!” I yell, my body shaking and desperate to grab something as I cling myself onto his back.

“Ju-justin” I moan, my breathing heavy. He pushes my hips back down, held them down there before he slammed into me as hard as he could, making my bed move backwards. I let out a loud whimper, my hand grabbing his.

“God! Fuck me, Justin, Harder baby!” I beg, moaning louder than ever. He held my tiny hands so tightly in his, almost crushing my fingers as he went faster, deep groans escaping his throat.

“Holy fuck!” he growled. His voice sounding so deep. He only went harder as I scratched lines into his back. I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. My whole body was shaking beneath him. 

“Fuck!” he screamed. I could hear his dick slam into me with each thrust, slamming into me as deep as it could. My back slammed into my bed each time. Tears were starting to come out my eyes as I was screaming his name. I exploded and it surprised me. Justin pulled out and looked exhausted. He slowly climbed onto the bed, pulling me onto him and could barely catch his breath. He only said one thing. 

“Baby?” he pants.

“Yes?” I ask in the same state.

“I love you, but please remember to lock the door next time”. With that we laughed and then fell right to sleep in each others arms, finally back to normal.


A/N - Sorry if this isn’t that good. I hope you guys like this one! I appreciate you guys feedback :) love you 

[Video of Ashanti and Ja Rule backstage after seeing Hamilton, with Lin reading out the passage on Helpless being inspired by their collaborations while a Ashanti/Ja Rule song plays in the background]

Ashanti on singing for The Hamilton Mixtape:

“It was so cool! People asked, ‘How did you get involved?’ and I put up a clip of an interview Lin-Manuel Miranda did with Conan. He was just like, 'I was so inspired by Ashanti and Ja Rule and when I wrote this I had them in my head and them performing this would be awesome.’ I was just like, 'Oh my gosh, so cool!’ So when we met him and went back stage—the show obviously is phenomenal—I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know if it was going to be borderline corny 'cause I was like, 'They’re rhyming?’ But it was so awesome. He’s so brilliant at how he put it together. When Lin reached out to us and told us that we inspired that, I was super humbled. He came to the studio to listen to the record and he was just like, 'Oh my gosh, this is crazy.’ It was just a really, really good feeling because the project is so amazing on it’s own.

The one thing I thought was over the top was Lin in London and we had just done the launch. It was something that we streamed [and] Lin was in tears when he was watching me and Ja perform. He was just so excited and so happy. So that made me and Ja feel amazing.”

Ok so I see Percy telling Grover about his quest with Hazel and Frank and he’s complaining

Percy: I WAS ON A QUEST WITH THEM FOR DAYS!

Percy: GODS IT’S AWKWARD BECAUSE I’M LIKE, THIRD WHEELING

Percy: INSIDE MY HEAD I WAS THINKING ‘WHY CAN’T YOU SEE YOU TWO LOVE EACH OTHER’ GODS IT WAS HORRIBLE!

Grover: Percy…

Grover: THAT QUEST ONLY TOOK DAYS

Grover: DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO PUT UP WITH YOU AND ANNABETH FOR FIVE, FRICKIN YEARS!

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Requested. (This was a little bit difficult for me….hope it’s up to par D:)

Song or Quote : Love is unselfishly choosing for another’s highest good.
Who: Peter Parker

Peter sulked behind Tony who led them to an old diner that miraculously was still standing after everything the city had been through. He was dreading what was going to be said to him once they finally sat down. Peter had messed up, bad. Tony ordered a black coffee and a cherry turnover while Peter just stuck to a chocolate milk. He didn’t even want anything but Tony insisted he get something. The silence was painful and seemed like it was never going to end. 

After some time of watching Tony eat his turnover, Peter finally decided to break the painful quiet. “Look, Mr. Stark, I just, I need, I want to apologize for not being on my A game tonight.” 

Tony chewed for a minute, staring at the teenager before swallowing and deciding to respond back. “Mind telling me why I almost got my head ripped off and your body almost getting torn in half? This isn’t some game, kid. It’s real life and real life means real danger and real danger means broken bones and dead bodies. When I bring you along to these kinds of things, I bring you because I need you. Just because I’m Iron-man doesn’t mean I can do everything which is something you will never hear me say again.” 

Peter bit his lip, shaking his head. Trying to find the words to justify why his mind was not where it was supposed to be. Stuttering and tripping over his words, he bowed his head and mumbled, “I’m sorry, Mr. Stark. I, it’s, I, my-”

“-just stop.” Tony sighed, running a hand over his face, he inhaled deeply. This was a kid sitting in front of him, just a kid. A kid that was fortunate to have these abilities and unfortunate at the same time because he was stuck with them. Looking at Peter, he asked calmly, “Where was your mind at, kid? Why weren’t you focused?”

Peter refused to meet Tony’s gaze, he didn’t want to admit why he had been spacing out. Because, he knew that lives were at stake but the guilt of cancelling his date with [Y/N] for the fourth time in a row was eating away at him. He desperately tried to keep his crime fighting life as Spider-Man and [Y/N] separate. He didn’t want to put that burden on her, constantly being worried whether or not he was going to make it home or not. It wasn’t fair to cause stress when he could just avoid it and keep his Spider-Man life private. 

Sipping on his coffee, Tony sternly spoke. “If we’re going to be working together, we’ve got to be honest with one another.”

Again Peter didn’t respond, he just didn’t know how. 

“What was so damn important in that brain of yours that made you forget about your life for one split second?”

Peter toyed with his hands, shrugging his shoulders, getting frustrated with himself. “I don’t know, Mr. Stark. I just, I spaced. I know this is important and that I should always stay focused but, I just, I-”

“-Peter, listen to me, and you listen good. I see potential in you, please for the love of god don’t make me regret my decision.”

Peter frowned, looking down in his lap, he toyed with his fingers again. “I’m seeing this girl, [Y/N], Mr. Stark. I have been for awhile now and I kept it a secret because I don’t know, I want to keep my personal life for just me. And I don’t want to drag her into this life because well, she doesn’t need to be apart of it.” Looking up at Tony, Peter sighed. “I’m still a kid and I want to do kid things like go to school, see her in the hall and think to myself, ‘wow, she’s so beautiful,’ and then meet up with her at the lockers and talk about how her day has been going. Go on dates, have awkward moments on those said dates, struggle to find the words to say when I find out that I love her.” Peter ran both hands through his hair, “Tonight was the fourth night in a row that I’ve cancelled on her and I’m just afraid that she’ll leave me and I don’t want that because when I’m with her, I feel good. I feel great, actually. I feel normal, I feel like just a normal kid and it’s an escape from this double life I’m living-which don’t get me wrong, Mr. Stark, this life is nice too because I feel like I’m making a difference in this world but sometimes I just need a getaway and [Y/N] is my getaway. Wait…what are you doing?” 

Tony mumbled under his breath, “I may have bit off more than I can chew.” His focus was completely focused on his watch, his fingers were hovering over a holographic keyboard as he toyed with it. In seconds [Y/N] social media profile was hovering in the air, “Is this? This is the girl you’re seeing?” Tony seemed impressed, “She’s cute.” He looked up in time to find Peter’s horrified stare, ignoring it, he skimmed through her pictures and interests. “Very cute, aw, well isn’t this sweet. Is that the Statue of Liberty? It is, isn’t it. Hm, let’s see ‘Peter took me to see Lady Liberty today!’ Oh come on, man. You took her to see the Statue of Liberty for a date?” 

Still stunned that Tony had [Y/N]’s social in his hands, he swallowed. “Uh, yeah, she, uh, she’s always wanted to go and I thought, you know, I should, wait why are we talking about this right now?” He wanted to get off the topic of [Y/N]. There was a reason why he kept her from Tony despite knowing that he could easily get onto it. 

Waving his hand over the floating images, they vanished. Toying with the keyboard some more, another image popped up over his wrist. Swiping the images, he nodded in approval. “She’s a smart girl. All A’s and lookie here, she’s in three AP classes. How old are you again? How does she have the time for this and you? These are some impressive scores, probably the highest in your grade I take it. Let’s just see, oh look, she does with you being right behind her.” Waving his hand again to make them disappear, Tony leaned forward. “Okay, look, I get why you’re head over heels, puppy dog in love with her. She’s a cute, smart, very smart girl.” 

“Did you? Did you just hack into my school’s grading system to look at her grades?”

Waggling his finger, Tony narrowed his eyes. “Ah, no changing the subject and really? You have to ask? I’m Tony Stark, I could get into this rinky dink diner’s security system and shut it down.” Clearing his throat, “Listen to me, kid. Love is unselfishly choosing for another’s highest good. You put your life at risk tonight because you were too busy worrying about her. But you know what, I get that, I get you want to protect her from this double life thing your living. I get it. But what you don’t understand is that keeping her from this, is only making it worse for you and her.” 

"I can’t just tell her I’m Spider-Man! She’ll freak out and if she freaks out, I’ll freak out. Her and Aunt May are very similar in their freaking out episodes. I have to keep it a secret.”

“You know, I’ve heard girls date men that resemble and remind them of their fathers but I’ve never heard boys dating girls that remind them of their really attractive aunts.” 

Peter narrowed his eyes, “I never said [Y/N] reminds me of Aunt May, I just said they freak out the same. But yes to some degree, I guess you could say they have similar qualities-but that’s besides the point! I am not telling her I’m Spider-Man.” 

Tony rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically. “When you have someone that means this much to you, you want to protect them and only them. I’ve been there, kid. You want to make the world a better place for them but the thing is, is when you step foot into that suit. It’s not just about them, it’s about everyone. You have a responsibility to save as many people as you can. And when you’re all in love and what not, you lose sight of that responsibility. Prime example was tonight when we almost died.” 

“So I just what? Break up with her and suffer? Because I don’t think I can do that, Mr. Stark. If anything, it’ll make my concentration worse.”

“I’m not saying that. What I am saying is you have a responsibility to save as many lives as you can without losing your own. You’re young, you’ll find other [Y/N]’s, if not better ones.”

Peter squinted his eyes, shaking his head. “No, I won’t. There’s no one like [Y/N]. No one.” 

Tony half nodded, understanding the firm point the teenager had. Sighing, he rubbed his forehead, “This job isn’t easy and you’ve got a long way to go before these instincts start to feel like second nature.” Glancing out the window, his eyes caught sight of a familiar face among a crowd of kids about to step foot into the diner. “Word of advice, Parker? You should tell her what you’ve been up to. Because one thing I will say is that despite my distaste for love, that kind of girl is not the kind of girl you let slip away from your fingers over something so irritatingly silly as not telling her who you are and what you do.” Throwing down some money, he stood up and winked at Peter before saying, “Because a few years from now, I may scout her to work for me and that’d be so unbelievably awkward to work with her after you were an idiot in not telling her.” 

“Wait, where are you going?”

“Out the door to my lavish expensive penthouse where I can take a wonderful lavender bath.”

“Peter?”

Peter spun around, frozen in place to find [Y/N] standing behind him. Struggling to stand up, his knees banged the underside of the table before scrambling out of the booth. [Y/N]?! What, what are you doing here?” 

Raising a brow, she eyed Tony suspiciously, “I could ask you the same thing…”

Tony smiled, “You must be [Y/N], Peter has told me so much about you. Sorry about having him cancel on your date but I really needed to finish up some finishing details on his entry for the September Foundation.”

“At a run down diner?” She asked, not really believing in his lie.

“You know what, you, my sweet girl, are a lot smarter than I had been told.” Moving around her, he headed for the door. “Peter will telling you everything you need to know.” Winking before leaving the door, he chuckled to himself as he left Peter looking frantic and nervous. 

[Y/N] crossed her arms, “Peter, what is going on? I thought you said Aunt May wouldn’t let you go out tonight. And why the hell was Tony Stark in this diner with you? And, the September Foundation? What is he talking about?”

Sighing, he reached for her hand, “We need to have a long talk about all of those questions but not here.” 

A blood hunter using his head.

A bit of context 

I as the DM had set up some cultist to be kidnapping civilians at a large party and some of them was going after they mayor. We went round the group each saying how they was going to stop the cultists from getting to civilians the half orc warlock protect the mayor with his body. The halfing monk wasn’t about and was chasing a halfling barbarian and the Human blood hunter was kinda of panicking hears what he did.

DM: So you see the cultist move in the crowd what do you do.

BH: Ok as a blood hunter I have a trophy from my last hunt right?

DM: Righit

BH: Good my trophy is a mummified head of some noble I killed do I have time to take it out.

DM(Confused): Yes you do.

BH: I TAKE IT OUT AND THROW IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD.

DM (Shocked): As you do so the crowd goes silent and then bursts into a panic runing everywhere

BH: At least I stopped the cultist. 

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The AphroditeKid!Nico and HadesKid!Will babies cause i missed drawing them :v

Nico doesn’t like using his powers, he hates how it messes with peoples heads and free will. It freaks him out and he’ll only really use it if its necessary for a quest or something.

But for Will, he’ll use it as a last resort seeing as how his night terrors get really bad. So he’ll start his special singing to basically allow his mind to drift. 

TalesFromRetail: When a customer interaction leaves you at a loss for words

So this is possibly the weirdest customer interaction I’ve ever had, and that’s saying something.

Today I was closing my department (produce). I saw a woman at the end of the table I was conditioning, who kept looking in my direction. I looked around but there was no one behind me. Not sure if she needed help but not wanting to ignore her if she did, I walked over and asked “hey do you need help?”. She looked a little confused and said she didn’t. Guess she wasn’t trying to get my attention, awkward, but it happens all the time so whatever.

I said “oh sorry I thought you were trying to ask a question!”. I turned to walk away but she gave me a soul piercing glare that took me off guard. She scoffed loudly, then said “I’m pregnant” in an alarmingly pissed off tone, while patting her stomach. I was not expecting that response at ALL, so I stuttered for a few seconds and managed to say “o-oh… okay”, my Customer-Service-Persona™ totally blown away. She replied “YEAH, that’s a thing” in this unnerving calm-but-furious tone. I nodded my head not really sure what else to say, and walked back to what I was doing.

I started working again but I could feel her eyes on me. I looked up and saw she had met up with who I assumed was her boyfriend, and she was talking to him and pointing to me. I thought “oh great, this is how I die”. After thinking of how lame the headline “retail employee assaulted by customer’s angry boyfriend” would be, I looked up and realized they were gone. Couldn’t see them anywhere. I breathed a sigh of relief and kept working.

Now here’s the best part. When I was done closing my department, I went back to the stockroom to tell the manager on duty that I was leaving. I casually told him about the weird interaction I had, thinking he’d get a kick out of it.

After I told him he said “wait, was it the shorter one with the boyfriend?”. I said yes, actually, it was. He then told me “I actually kicked her out of the store a half hour ago cause she threatened to kill an employee”. I was totally stunned, but it definitely put her anger and strange responses in a kinda terrifying perspective.

So I guess here’s to hoping she doesn’t come back again and remember me and whatever I did to offend her :)

By: CowardAndAThief