coaching job

this is just a tiny little detail but I really love how they made Viktor tell Yuuri his wants and desires during the course of the show because it shows a lot of character (and really displays the utmost care his VA put into Viktor’s voice)

it’s SO CASUAL 

He says this as if it’s the easiest thing in the world, no big deal, almost a throwaway comment, but knowing how Viktor feels about Yuuri it’s OBVIOUS that this carries a lot more meaning than he lets on

it’s a very natural thing to do because you want to guard the depth of your emotions and fear rejection so you present what you actually want in a way that makes it seem not that important to you, to shield yourself from the eventual rejection and embarrassment that might follow in its wake

he does this again in episode 7

he says this WAY TOO CASUALLY, as if it’s just a random solution that popped into his head (and this is also a sign of how Viktor deals with issues through actions as opposed to words), but once again he just reveals his emotions in a way that puts him out of harm’s way if he’s rejected. VIKTOR’S LIKE “Yuuri you’re crying??? Ah okay I can kiss it better if you want no big deal just doing my job as coach hahaah right Yuuri” 

like

Viktor

your gay is showing

and the fact that he actually kisses Yuuri in the end of the episode just shows that he was entirely serious the whole time on a much deeper level than he lets on (it makes me both laugh and cry that he probably waited for this moment for MONTHS……the poor man, he’s so patient)

episode 9, same thing again

presented in a very lighthearted tone this time. During the first times he talks as if it’s of little importance to him, but now his words are more sincere but with this tone instead. Once again, no grand words, no outpouring emotions, just Viktor casually expressing the depth of what he feels for Yuuri and how he desires for their relationship to progress. At this point he has his boyfriend and he has his kisses, so now he just moves on to the next stage because well, Viktor Nikiforov is madly in love with Yuuri and wants the whole world to know 

HE DOES THIS SO MANY TIMES

I’m just……so in love with the thought of Viktor, while brave enough to express his wishes, still not being able to do this in a way that would perhaps put him in an awkward spot. He’s obviously very pushy right at the beginning and as we know he cries himself to sleep in episode 2 after Yuuri rejects him 

He always appears very confident and overall sure of himself so these things are so interesting to me because, while subtle, it reveals his insecurities and how much he longs for Yuuri but fears being turned down at the same time. Viktor is, until Yuuri comes into his life, ultimately a very lonely character and it makes sense that he would grasp for Yuuri and at the same time feel uncomfortable revealing just HOW MUCH he wants these things.

These subtle choices in dialogue and expressions and voice acting reveals so much to us and I love this kind of storytelling. 

VIKTOR IS SUCH A FASCINATING CHARACTER!! I love him I’m so glad he found love and happiness and a future for himself with Yuuri by his side 

anonymous asked:

Can you please please please explain the different types of psychological jobs that have to do with helping people through a situation?

I’m not 100% sure what you mean by this, but I’ll give it my best shot.

Therapist: A general term that refers to any mental health professional that sees clients in a therapy context. This is sometimes used interchangeably with “counselor”, but on this blog I exclusively use the first definition.

Psychiatrist: medical doctors that prescribe psychotropic medications. They do a little therapy too. They can diagnose mental illnesses. Typically, they work with more severe mental illnesses that can’t be treated with therapy alone.

Psychologist: also doctors, but PhD or PsyD, not medical doctors. These are the talky talky ones. They can diagnose mental illnesses and administer psychological testing. They usually cannot prescribe medications, but it depends on the state. 

Counselor: someone with less training than psychologists (a master’s degree). They can do therapy stuff, but they cannot diagnose mental illnesses. Typically, they don’t deal with severe, chronic mental illness; instead, their focus tends to be more on helping people who have acute problems.

Social worker: someone with a bachelor’s or master’s degree (a master’s is required if they want to practice therapy). Their goal is improving well-being and help people overcome challenges (poverty, addiction, etc.) in their lives. Typically, they work with more vulnerable / disadvantaged populations.


There’s also a few others that don’t require licensing:

Religious leader: Titles and roles vary greatly by religion, but overall, anyone who gives advice / support to any of their congregation who’s going through a tough time.

Life coach: someone with zero qualifications that gives “”advice”” on life / business stuff. 


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Phineas Gage is one of the most famous patients in the history of neuroscience. He was 25 years old when he experienced a serious accident at his work place, where a tamping iron was shot through his head - entering under his eye socket at exiting through the top of his head - after an explosive charge went off. The tamping iron was over a metre long, and after exiting Gage’s head landed 25m away. 

Initially Gage collapsed and went into minor convlusions, but recovered quickly and was able to speak after a few minutes. He walked with little assistance to an ox-cart and was brought to a nearby physician. Initially the physician did not believe his story because he was in such good condition, but was convinced when: 

Mr. G. got up and vomited; the effort of vomiting pressed out about half a teacupful of the brain, which fell upon the floor.

Gage exhibited a number of dramatic behavioural changes following the accident. Harlow, the physician who initially treated Gage, described this change “He is fitful, irreverent, indulging at times in the grossest profanity (which was not pre­vi­ous­ly his custom), manifesting but little deference for his fellows, impatient of restraint or advice when it conflicts with his desires”. However the surgeon Henry Jacob Bigelow described his condition as improving over the course of recovery, stated he was “quite recovered in faculties of body and mind”. This may have been early evidence of neural plasticity. This recovery was also reported by a physician who knew Gage while he lived in Chile, who described his ability to hold on a full time job as a Concord coach driver, a job that required exceptional social skills.

Gage’s neurological deficits following his traumatic brain injury is thought to have been exaggerated and distorted over the course of history, to the point that he is often portrayed as a ‘psychopath’. Scientific analysis of the historical accounts of Gage’s life following his accident, namely by the psychologist Malcolm Macmillan, find that these distorted accounts are most likely untrue, and that Gage made a very good recovery.

Post-mortem analysis of the Gage case concluded that it was the left frontal lobe that was damaged in the accident, although further neurological damage may have resulted from infection. Combined examination of the Phineas Gage case with the other famous cases of Tan and H.M. have concluded that social behaviour, memory, and language are dependent on the co-ordination of a number of different brain areas rather than a single region.

Ceres

Ceres in Aries
With Ceres in Aries there is a strong need and yearning for independence and expression of the self. They help and nurture others by teaching them how to be independent and self-sufficient.

Ceres in Taurus
Ceres in Taurus natives tend to feel at their most secure when they have stability in every aspect of their life. They appreciate the simple things in life and doing little things for themselves and others such as pampering, a nice shopping spree and more makes them feel nurtured.

Ceres in Gemini
With Ceres in Gemini, there is a need to communicate and they are excellent at listening to and communicating with others. They expect to be listened to, understood and spoken to. All this makes them feel secure knowing that they have someone who listens and understands.

Ceres in Cancer
Ceres in Cancer needs to be cared for in an almost motherly way. They know how to care for others and provide a home for them and they do expect the same thing back in order to feel nurtured.

Ceres in Leo
With Ceres in Leo there’s a strong need for attention, to be validated and respected. Ceres in Leo provides support, adoration, attention and affection back so they do expect the same thing from others in order for them to feel fulfilled.

Ceres in Virgo
Ceres in Virgo feels nurtured when they are close to perfection mentally, physically and emotionally. To them, things should go according to plan and they help others how to organize and plan things as well. They feel fulfilled when things are falling into place.

Ceres in Libra
Ceres in Libra feels nurtured through their balanced relationships with other people and simply being around things or people they consider beautiful. They try hard to make others surroundings just as beautiful and pleasing.

Ceres in Scorpio
With Ceres in Scorpio, they feel nurtured through intimacy. Being able to dig deep into someone and helping them by forms of healing are fulfilling to them. They are loyal and honest to others and they expect the same back.

Ceres in Sagittarius
Ceres in Sagittarius feels fulfilled when people are being honest to them, enlightening them and also supporting them and making them laugh. Ceres in Sagittarius does an excellent job at coaching and supporting others.

Ceres in Capricorn
Ceres in Capricorn feels nurtured when they are in control and being acknowledged for the work they put out and get the credit they deserve along with success. They know how to help others succeed and do a great job at inspiring.

Ceres in Aquarius
With Ceres in Aquarius there’s a need for being accepted for who you are and being around those you love. Ceres in Aquarius natives are generally open minded and they are accepting of others and are willing to lend a helping hand.

Ceres in Pisces
Ceres in Pisces can take on the feelings and problems of others as their own so they greatly need their alone time because they’re prone to getting easily overwhelmed. They nurture and fulfill others through their compassion and tolerant nature.

6th House + Careers

Your 6th House rules over health, pets, career, and work environments! Today I am going to concentrate on careers associated with each house and the type of work environments they prefer.  Find out what zodiac sign rules over your house through sites like astro.com, astrotheme.com, or cafeastrology.com 

Aries in the 6th House: You’ll see careers such as a coach, military jobs, cop, firefighter, and athlete. They like independent and busy work environments.

Taurus in the 6th House: Has good luck with the financial industry or the arts. They like work environments they can work slow and steadily in.

Gemini in the 6th House: Careers revolving around communication! Likes an exciting and changing work atmosphere. Might switch professions a lot in life.

Cancer in the 6th House: Likes careers where they help others, can get emotionally involved, and are associated with child care or teacher. Likes a work environment where they can get involved, work from home, wants to be close with their boss.

Leo in the 6th House: Associated with a career that takes the stage! Actor, artist, politician,etc. Wants a passionate and active environment.

Virgo in the 6th House: Service jobs, working with animals, health, or careers that stimulate the mind. Wants a steady yet stimulating atmosphere.

Libra in the 6th House: Careers in beauty, aesthetics, working with people, and law. NEEDS work-life balance.

Scorpio in the 6th House: Careers in medicine, criminal justice, culinary, arts, science, tech, wherever their passion can shine and grow.

Sagittarius in the 6th House: Associated with traveling for work, entertainment, communication, and sales. Needs a degree of freedom and independence in their work.

Capricorn in the 6th House: Careers in finance, architecture, law, science, and history. Workaholic, desires a highly stable job.

Aquarius in the 6th House: Careers in science, odd jobs, politics, communication, and technology. Wants to work on a team, likes interactive environments.

Pisces in the 6th House: Associated with artistic careers, psychology, health, and service jobs. They want to help others. Prefers a relaxed and safe atmosphere.

Fire Signs that rule over the 6th House might have an entrepreneurial spirit. 

Negan Imagine ~ Little Runaway

After you and Negan take care of a toddler, not only you think about what it would be like to have a child of your own…

(Request: “Please can you do one with Negan, a fluffy one?”)

Originally posted by killernegan

Faint light streamed through one of the rare windows in the hallways of the Sanctuary as you looked out of it, down onto the endless seeming woods.
You were deepened in your thoughts as you jolted up, suddenly feeling arms wrapping from behind around your waist, some warm lips pressing themselves on your neck.
“Did I catch you fucking off guard, Sweetheart?”, you heard Negan chuckle against your skin before you turned around to look at him.
“Maybe”, you said chuckling while you looked into his eyes.
You were the one woman by Negan’s side for a long time now.
The one he left his wives for, the one he wanted to be with and after all, you couldn’t be more happy about that.
“Thought you’d still work”, you added placing your hands onto his chest.
“Got some fucking spare time and guess what, I’d like to spend that fucking time with my favorite person”, he said letting a big smile create on your lips before he continued.
“Which is why I’m going over to Simon now”, he added, before laughing at your shocked face expression before you began to laugh and slapped his chest.
“Asshole”, you said laughing while Negan chuckled and pulled you closer.
“Nah but seriously, I wanna use the damn time I have with you, so what do you want to do”, he asked looking at you.
You wanted to answer his question as you suddenly heard sounds coming from around a corner.
You looked irritated at Negan before he let go of you and went around the corner, followed by you as you saw a little boy crawling on the floor.
“Holy hell”, Negan said before he leaned down to the toddler and picked him gently up.
“Hello little man”, he said to the cooing boy who giggled at Negan.
“What the hell are you doing here, huh? Where’s your mommy and daddy?”, he asked in a soft voice while he gently dandled the toddler in his arms.
The boy cooed as an answer before he giggled again and stretched his tiny chubby toddler hands out trying to grab Negan’s beard.
“Jealous huh? Well, you gotta get a bit older for that”, Negan chuckled while he looked smiling at the toddler and you felt some strange warmth spreading out in your body as you saw him this way.
You knew that he had a soft spot for kids.
And you also knew about his job as coach before this whole thing started.
Yes, of course, he had been the special kind of way he is but you exactly knew that he secretly wanted them to like and to look up to him.
You suddenly heard the loud bang of a shutting door sound through the hallways before you heard a quiet whimper coming from the toddler.
The lower lip of the boy began to tremble, his eyes became glassy before a few sobs left his mouth.
“Shit, oh come on buddy”, Negan said sighing before he softly put the boys head against his chest and dandled him until he got calm again but stayed huddled up to him.
Negan would be a great father, shot through your head.
You had never talked to him about that topic, you didn’t know if he wanted kids himself and especially in a world that was as cruel as the one you live in.
And you, well of course, you had imagined what it would be like having a child with him and you had felt your body being filled up with an extremely comfortable warmth just thinking about having a little boy or girl with Negan, but you had your doubts.
Not because of Negan, or your relationship or anything else, you had no single doubt regarding that, if it would be only about you and him you would love to start a family with him right now, but about this world and having a kid growing up in it.
Negan looked from the toddler up to you, his glance soft before he raised his voice.
”Where the heck could he come from? The nursery?”, Negan asked, seeming to ponder.
“No, the nursery is on the other side of the building, that's’ too far, he can’t come from there”, you muttered pondering yourself, while Negan sighed quietly before he began to grin.
And hell, you knew that grin way too well.
“Maybe we could just keep him”, Negan suddenly said chuckling before you heard the little boy giggle.
“Oh yeah, you like that fucking idea, don’t you buddy?”, Negan laughed as he looked at the cooing boy.
“We can’t keep him”, you said laughing while shaking your head at Negan.
“Oh shit, did you hear that?”, Negan asked the boy in an excessively dramatic tone.
“We really gotta find his parents”, you said again as you laid your hand on his arm to get his attention before both, Negan and the boy, looked at you.
The boy giggled at you, stretching one of his hands out to you while he cooed once again.
“Oh see, he fucking likes you too!”, Negan called out triumphantly.
”Yeah, I like him as well”, you chuckling said, letting the boy wrap his hands around your fingers.
From the corner of your eyes you could see Negan’s glance intensifying as he saw you looking smiling at the boy in his arms, the tiny hand wrapped around your fingers.
”And that’s why I want to find out where he belongs”, you said, looking up to Negan who stayed for a moment simply looking at you, still with that smile on his lips, as if he was caught in some trance before he broke out of it and looked back to the boy .
”Alright, so then we’re gonna go on a little journey, huh”, he said dandling the toddler while another soft smile flashed over his lips.

While you walked you saw how Negan’s glance changed into a pondering one, his eyebrows slightly pulled together before he raised his voice.
“What kind of craphead lets his kid crawl around in the fucking hallways”, Negan growled while you kept walking,
“Don’t know, but I’m sure we’re gonna find out”, you said looking at him, before you heard a voice calling through the hallways.
“Caleb?! Shit…Caleb, come on where are you? ”, you heard a desperate male voice sound through the hallways.
“Guess we got our craphead”, growled Negan before you saw how a man came around a corner, his eyes watery and filled with desperation before he saw Negan and kneeled immediately.
Negan stopped walking, his glance frozen while you saw him clenching his jaw before raising his voice.
“Stand up”, he commanded and the man followed his order, stood up before his eyes widened by the sight of the boy in Negan’s arms.
“Caleb…”, he exhaled before he got cut off by Negan.
“Is this your fucking son?”, he asked, his voice still serious.
“Yes, Sir”, the man said hastily nodding while his glance stayed stuck on Negan and his son.
You saw Negan nodding slowly, his jaw clenching again before he slowly walked towards the man who began to tremble.
“You know what’s fucking crappy? Huh? You know that?…Guess not, so fucking listen to what I’m gonna tell you prick. A fucking toddler crawling around in the damn hallways”, Negan said calm but with that dangerous undertone in his voice before he continued.
“You do not let your toddler son out of your fucking sight. You do certainly not let him crawl around the fucking hallway. Got that?”, Negan asked staring down to the man in front of him
“Yes, Sir”, the man said with a quiet and trembling voice before Negan leaned towards him.
“What was that? I didn’t understand, you’re gonna have to speak up”, he said before he leaned back.
“Yes, Sir”, the man forced in a louder tone out of his mouth.
“Good. What the fucking heck were you doing anyway while he was playing runaway?”, Negan asked still with that undertone in his voice.
“M-my older son, he is sick and I just…”, the man said before his voice cracked and his eyes filled with more tears while you had to swallow by his sight and actually had to pity him.
Negan sighed, his glance got less frozen before he began to talk again.
“Now you calm the fuck down and fucking listen to me again”, Negan said before he continued.
“Step one, you get your son here to the damn nursery. Step two, you fucking go back to your older son and get him back on track. Step three, you be the fucking father you’re supposed to be. Understand?”, Negan said looking at the man while the boy was still huddled up to him.
“Yes, Sir”, the man said nodding while he swallowed hard.
“Alright. Don’t ever wanna see him crawling around here again…and what do we say to me, for having to spend an assload of my precious time trying to find you prick?”, Negan asked as he slowly and gently got the toddler out of his position.
“I am deeply sorry and thank you, Sir”, the man said before Negan nodded and gave Caleb over to his father who pulled him close to his body.
The man nodded again before he rushed with his son around the corner he came from.
”Mission fucking accomplished”, said Negan now with a small grin back on his lips before he pulled you into a deep kiss that filled you up with warmth.
He let slowly go of your lips, his forehead resting against yours, his hands still cupping your face for a while before he backed a little away.
”Gotta finish the fucking work, shit I’m fucking sorry, couldn’t even really do something together”, Negan said slightly scoffing.
”It’s okay, I mean, we had a special variety today”, you said softly chuckling.
”Oh shit yeah”, Negan said chuckling before he continued.
”By the fucking way, we got the whole fucking night to make the time up”, he said winking at you.
”Of course”, you said chuckling back before Negan grinned wider, pecked your lips and eventually let go of you.
”Till later, Sweetheart”, he said winking once again before he vanished around a corner.

It was already late as you returned from finishing your last task to your room, you didn’t have to work or anything else but anyway, you wanted to have something you could contribute.
And even though you have had something you had to do the last couple of hours, you had the some thoughts stuck in your head and they all circled around Negan and you and the thought of having a child with him.
That picture of him and that toddler, how he gently he handled him and the joy he had in his eyes, was still crystal clear in your mind and just gave you the same warm feeling every time you saw it in your mind.
Tired from the whole day, you snuggled into the dark sheets hoping that Negan would come back soon and while you were thinking about it, your eyelids got heavier and heavier and finally pulled you into a deep sleep.

Slowly, your eyes fluttered open, the moonlight shined through the windows telling you that it was still night while you felt that you were laying in Negan’s arms.
You heard a quiet yawn that made you slowly look up to Negan, seeing him staring out of the window while he seemed to ponder about something.
“Everything alright?”, you muttered with a sleep drowned voice while you raised your head from his chest.
Negan’s eyes directly shot to yours, his glance softening.
”Hmm”, he hummed nodding.
”Really?”, you asked, as you clearly saw that something was bothering him.
He sighed quietly, swallowed still pondering before he looked into your eyes.
“Did you ever think about having kids with me?”, he asked in a serious tone while he swallowed hard once again as if he feared what you could answer.
You felt that warmth spreading out in you again while a smile formed on your lips.
“Yeah”, you said softly while you saw his eyes lighten up in the faint light.
“Fuck really?”, he asked his lips now forming a slight smile.
“Yes”, you said sitting up while nodding and still looking at him, as he leaned against the backboard, the smile becoming wider.
”The boy made you think about it, huh?”, you asked, your glance not leaving his face.
“Think about it again”, he said chuckling before he raised his voice again.
“Just fucking imagine a version of you and me, just in fucking tiny, running around,…and I mean, even the fucking making process is a hell lot of fun”, Negan said smirking while you slightly slapped his chest, laughing softly.
“Of course, we can fucking screw either way, but getting a damn extra gift for it is fucking great”, he chuckled amusedly before he went quieter again and sat a bit more up while he locked eyes with you before he pulled you closer.
“I’m a damn happy fucker with you either way, just want you to know, but would you consider it? Like really fucking consider it?”, he asked in a serious, but still somehow soft tone.
“Yeah, I would, really Negan but…can we do that? Get someone on purpose into this fucked up world?”, you muttered while you looked at him.
“Don’t fucking know Sweetheart. I really don’t, but I know for fucking sure that I’d keep the both of you safe no fucking matter what”, he said while you felt his hand placing around yours and squeezing it softly.
You buried your hand deeper into his big warm one while you smiled thinking about it.
“And hell, you’d protect them too. You can, I fucking know that you’re a fucking fighter”, Negan added while his glance stayed on you.
“Holy crap, our kid would be some badass, probably with a damn fucking potty mouth”, you heard Negan laugh slightly while you looked pondering down to your hand that was still buried in Negan’s
“Sweetheart?”, you heard Negan’s voice say after a few moments of silence before you looked up from your hands.
“We don’t have to decide any fucking shit right now”, he said before he lifted an arm to let you huddle up to his side.
You nodded and let yourself fall into his embrace, felt how he pulled you closer and placed a kiss on your head.
Snuggling your face into his chest your thoughts kept circling around the same thing.
This feeling you had about it wasn’t just caused by a mood or something.
If it was just some kind of mood you wouldn’t think about it that much and serious, knowing that something like that shouldn’t be decided by having some kind of mood.
But it wasn’t, it definitely wasn’t.
You wanted a child with him, you wanted to start something big together with him and you were grateful to even have the chance to in these times,
These times.
They were the only reason you struggled, but maybe, maybe it wasn’t even that necessary.
You had the Sanctuary, the safest place you had seen since this thing had started and even if something would happen, you both would manage it somehow, you had managed already so much together, so you could do that too.
And next to that, the picture in your mind, seeing Negan with your own child on his arm, dandling them like he did with the little boy this afternoon, grew more and more.
You couldn’t change what the world was like, but you could make the best of it, with and for the ones you love.
And with that thought, your decision had been made.
“Negan?”, you asked quietly, trying to find out if he was still awake.
“Yeah?”, he answered before you lifted your head and looked at him.
“We should do it”, you said before you saw how a smile flashed over his lips.
“You really want to? Like, are you fucking sure? I just don’t want to fucking push you”, Negan asked not being able to get that smile from his lips.
“I’m sure, I really am. I want that with you, every little bit of it”, you said while Negan kept looking smiling at you.
“Fuck, I’m a damn lucky man”, he said, his smile mixing with a smirk right before he got you closer to pull you into a deep kiss.
“Guess it’s the damn right time to fulfill what I promised earlier”, Negan muttered smirking against your lips.
“Guess so too”, you said chuckling slightly against his lips, feeling how Negan moved on top of you, while you knew that every single decision you had just made with telling him that you wanted to start a family with him, had been nothing but the best you had ever done.


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kawaiiturtlegiver  asked:

What is TransTech?

TransTech is on online and offline community of LGBTQ folks learning and working together to create value and opportunities within marginalized communities. This is done through online and offline workshops, meetups, peer coaching, job leads, freelance opportunities and more! TransTech currently does not have any dedicated offices, but instead partners with LGBTQ organizations to create New TransTech hubs across the country. Stay tuned later this year for announcements regarding the launching of new TransTech hub locations!

Fool’s Gold | Chapter 1 | Harry Styles PT AU

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‘Who’s that?’ Niall asked nonchalantly his eyes still fixed to the screen along with everyone else. Apart from Frankie, the girl Niall had been happily calling his girlfriend for around six months, not a single person looked up to her from the screen. Olivia caught Frankie’s eye as she was giving Niall her ‘are you serious’ look and they shared a knowing smile and eye roll before Olivia walked towards the door. She kicked her jogging bottoms down her ankles, the elastic had ridden up where she’d been sat cross legged and it rested uncomfortably as she walked. She took another bite of the pizza slice in her hand as she pulled the door open, expecting some telesales person that she could fob of with a confused a look and an ‘I don’t understand’ in some undeterminable accent.

‘Harry.’ Olivia spluttered with a mouthful of pizza - ever the lady. She cleared her throat and swallowed the pizza, half chewed and scratching her throat a little as it went down. ‘Thought you weren’t back until tomorrow?’ Olivia grinned widely at his surprise appearance. Harry had been away for three weeks, in America, some convention thing that he went to every year and every year came back with crazy training ideas. He was in typical Harry attire. Too skinny black jeans that didn’t leave anything to the imagination, a white t-shirt, a little see through, and brown scuffed boots. You wouldn’t think he’d recently been on an eleven hour flight or that he was a personal trainer.

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bakamuraaa  asked:

Love your blog btw! :) Could I pls request a scenario where the boys get jealous seeing their crush or s/o talking to another fellow classmate who is too close for comfort? Kasamatsu, Izuki, Himuro, Midorima and Takao. Thank you!

Thank you very much C: Of course I can write jealous boys! Such cuties!


Himuro: For the most part, Himuro is calm and collected. He’s a charmer when it comes to the ladies, and makes friends easily with the men.. But when the new guy, a player, starts to make a move on you, he slowly feels his face turn into a frown. Granted, you’re not his.. YET, but he still looks out for you, keeping a poker face whenever others were around to keep his true emotions hidden. 

He easily walks over, placing a hand on your shoulder and gives him a fake smile, but his eyes speak volumes.

Touch her, you’ll regret it.”

I’m sorry to interrupt, but me and ____ have somewhere to be..”

He knows you’re feeling grateful, because he was able to sense the uneasiness coming from you, and guides you towards the gym, where he knows it’s safe. 

He’s startled when you hug him, gripping the back of his shirt as you bury your face in his chest.

“Thank you Himuro-kun.. He wouldn’t stop…”

He feels his eyes soften, and he rubs your head, giving you that special smile which makes your heart race in your chest.

“You don’t have to thank me ___-chan.. I’ll always come running.”

Izuki: “____-chan! What’s wrong?”

You open your mouth, wanting to express your discomfort about the new basketball player on the team, but finds the words dying in your throat.  Izuki, who has excellent perception, can tell something’s off, so he easily loops his arm around your shoulder, sending the newbie a glare, before walking you to a secluded part of the gym. 

He bends in front of you, rubbing your leg as he watches you closely, noticing your body is visibly calming down from the uneasiness. You tried once more to think of the words to say, but just shake your head, giving him a soft smile.

“It’s fine now Shu-chan.. He was just starting to ask some… personal questions..”

He moves to stand, but your hand stops him, and he looks at you with wide eyes, 

“Please don’t cause a scene… If you have to, make him do more training than necessary..  But I don’t want this to escalate..”

He sighs, but nods his head, lightly pecking your cheek before going to Hyuga, explaining what happened. Riko, who overheard, did her job as coach, and made all the newbies do triple the amount, as well as the regulars, to make the point get across..  

Picking on girls is wrong.

Kasamatsu; He notices it across the courtyard, and feels his jaw clench. He’d heard about the bad-boy of Kaijou, how he hits on women only to dump them when he’s finished.There’s evident fury in his eyes that makes Moriyama pause,  and he follows his line of sight, feeling his breath hitch.

No one fucks with Kasamatsu, but this boy clearly didn’t understand, because there he was, flirting with you, and holding your face in his hand.  For the most part, it looks like you’re fighting back, eyes hardened from the inappropriate touches that made your boyfriend oh, so very proud. But there was insane jealousy eating at him because NO one should be touching you like that.

Moriyama follows quickly behind, watching as Kasamatsu rips you away from him, placing you behind his back as he stands in the middle. He doesn’t want this to turn into a blood-bath, so he casually takes the playboy, mentioning something about lots of models at the mall, which easily gets rid of him.

You don’t have much time to react, because Kasamatsu has your arm, dragging you to a secluded back lane behind the school where he pins you against the wall, inspecting every inch of your body. You feel a hint of irritation take over your body, because you know how insecure he can be, but you want him to know everything’s fine

“I’m not fragile you know….” you mutter, watching his eyes harden, “I can take care of myself.”

He grits his teeth, knowing you’d react like this, but he didn’t care… You were HIS. You were dating HIM.  It’s only natural he’d be defensive over you..  Even if you weren’t dating, you were one of the only girls he’s comfortable with.. He doesn’t want to lose that.

“If you thought I’d go with that idiot, you’re dumber than Kise.” 

He doesn’t like how that sounds, so rather than speak, he crushes his mouth to yours, cupping your cheeks as if to wipe his germs off your face. The kiss doesn’t last long, because you’re out in public, but when he pulls back, his face is red, and he makes a grunt when he picks up your things, grabbing your hand in his.

“….Let’s go…”

You only roll your eyes, but smile at his affection, squeezing his hand in understanding. He was still awkward with explaining his feelings, but his actions made up for it, and seeing your boyfriend jealous was something you adored.

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Woohoo! Made it! Wednesday’s and Thursday’s always take forever because I am pretty much working 7am-10pm between both jobs and coaching. 

It was a good day though! And honestly a pretty good week, too. We don’t have school tomorrow though and I am damn thankful. I still cannot believe that we only have five weeks left. It makes me excited and sad all at the same time. 

Okay, time to clean the kitchen because I definitely haven’t had time to do as much the past couple of days. 

PS - GOTR workout today was brutal! It was raining so we did a massive circuit with things like running, squats, wall sits, jumping jacks, etc. 

sweater thieves

For KenHina Week day 3

Kenma would do anything to make Hinata happy, even if that meant moving to Torono Town and leaving Tokyo. So, because Hinata loves Kenma more than anything, he suggests they spend Christmas in Tokyo - and of course he’s going to wear Kenma’s Nekoma hoodie. (It’s a perk.)

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For Shouyo, Kenma would do anything to make him happy. If that meant going out of his comfort zone, for Shouyo, he’d do anything. So, when Shouyo asked him to move in with him in Torono Town, he didn’t even think about it. He packed up and moved almost immediately.

The apartment they found was partially furnished, cheap on the rent and close to Karasuno where Shouyo had a part-time job coaching the team. Kenma found work at an Indie gaming company that was a short train ride away.

It’s winter, they’ve been living together for four months now, when Kenma comes home to find Shouyo asleep under the kotatsu, wearing Kenma’s softest sweater. He’s flushed, a pile of mandarin peels in front of him and the TV is tuned to a volleyball tournament. Kenma strips off his parka and joins Shouyo under the futon. He leans against his boyfriend, the fabric of his sweater soft against his cheek.

Shouyo stirs. “Kenma? Ah, you’re home. Welcome back,” he says, stifling his yawn behind his hand.

Kenma nuzzles the side of Shouyo’s head. “I’m back,” he murmurs. “You stole my sweater.”

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Same suit different tie.

Shoutout to the light of my life @badboytheo and the lovely @tstieff for beta-ing this thing and giving me the support to post it. This is part of @grab-my-boner ’s 1k writing challenge. Congrats on the 1k hun!

Different tie
But I’m wearing the same suit
It’s alright
Because the old can feel brand new
See I feel so fresh
I feel so new
And I’m through with my
With my miserable youth

All done up in my hand-me-down clothes
Shaking off the dust and assuming a pose
Well these threads are so old
But they’ll never know
Oh no one will ever know
See darlin’
Dear you don’t need high-priced designs
To feel dressed up, to feel dressed up
To the nines.


“Hi. I’m Negan.”

The first time he had said it he could feel Simon giving him a side eye. He got why. He was just Joey. Joseph. Good old fucking reliable Joe. But something had changed. Looking on at the pathetic trio of strays who were asking to stay with them, in a place the two of them had spent months clearing out and making their own, he knew something had to change. He had to change.

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