cross-and-change

washingtonpost.com
Democrats introduce bill to ban anti-LGBTQ conversion therapy nationwide
The Therapeutic Fraud Prevention Act of 2017 would do nationally what seven states and the District of Columbia have already done.

Earlier this week, Congressional Democrats introduced the Therapeutic Fraud Prevention Act of 2017, a bill that would ban anti-LGBTQ conversion therapy nationwide. About 70 members of Congress said they support the bill.

The bill would classify conversion therapy and those practitioners who offer it as fraudulent. As you know, it’s been shown many times that conversion therapy does not work and is actually deeply harmful. 

“The bill is very simple,” Lieu told The Washington Post. “It says it is fraud if you treat someone for a condition that doesn’t exist and there’s no medical condition known as being gay. LGBTQ people were born perfect; there is nothing to treat them for. And by calling this what it should be, which is fraud, it would effectively shut down most of the organizations.”

The Washington Post article linked above provides a really good history of conversion therapy, from its earliest opponents to its documented harmful effects to the politicians who still won’t say whether or not they’d support a ban. Give it a read this morning, and cross your fingers for positive change.

So I let Misha to signed this first, He asked me ‘is it Cas in a wedding dress?’ I said yes (/ω\). Then he signed it and drew the mustache on Jensen’s face.

I told Jensen what Misha did, and he wrote something, (its too small I couldn’t see it (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`), and said no, I can’t write like that, then he crossed it and change it to an arrow, and he wrote ‘I knew it ’( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

After that I went to let Misha see It again, he took the photo and stare at it for a long time, then he said ‘damn it!’ Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

*this is the first time I post this photo, before this, I don’t know who stolen my photo, please don’t do it again!
make me bad

Title: Make Me Bad
Pairing: Tyler Joseph/Reader
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Innocent!Tyler (with a wild side), dirty talk, teasing, choking, hair pulling, unprotected sex. Just fun shit.
A/N: It’s the BBQ fic, ya’ll. Let’s have some fun tonight. I hope you like it, because I really enjoyed writing it. Hopefully, I’ll have some Josh stuff out for you soon!

Originally posted by tyjo-jishwa-imagines

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I really hate that the translation in animal crossing changed the name of the “sweetie” or “sweet” villagers to “normal”. This makes the player auto imply that they are just run of the mill and nothing special which literally isn’t the case.  Normal villagers aren’t boring at all. They are super kind but suffer from lack of self confidence. Its almost sad because some of them seem like they get walked on because of how sweet and shy they are.  And they talk about a lot of interesting stuff? I had Flurry in my town once and she always talked about how she loved painting pictures.  Normal villagers are just as special as all the other personalities and its sad to see how many people write them off because they are called “normal.”

The Sound of Music

Summary: Sehun catches you staring at him on the subway and assumes that you’re checking him out - and you kind of are, but not in the way he thinks. 

Pairing: Sehun x You 

Sehun’s POV

Sehun hates riding the subway.

Is it an efficient system? Sure. Is it reliable and organized? Yeah. Does that make it any more appealing to him? Not a chance.

Right now he’s taking the orange line to downtown, and apparently so are the other hundred people on the T because each stop only brings him closer and closer to being crushed to death. Currently, he’s part of a sandwich that consists of one extremely pregnant woman – whom he would have offered a seat if he had one, three children that are apparently deriving great pleasure from kicking him in the shins, and one stout man with a mop of curly hair and ridiculous body odor. Sehun mutters a prayer to several deities asking for patience and tugs his face mask up with a sigh.

At the next stop, the one right before downtown, several people filter out of the subway car, and Sehun plops down on an empty seat with a breath of relief. He’d spent far too many hours at the dance studio yesterday and his knees are now protesting like an old woman’s. But that’s simply the price of being the lead choreographer for his university’s dance company – and he loves it all, the pain, the sweat, the grind. And despite the aches in his body, Sehun finds himself tapping his feet to some imaginary song, mapping out different moves in his head.

He’s so caught up in the moment, feet pattering and fingers drumming and shoulders rolling, that he almost doesn’t notice the girl. Almost. And he wouldn’t have noticed her if it weren’t for the fact that she keeps glancing over at him occasionally. And, even more curiously, after looking at him she then scribbles something in the notebook on her lap. Is she…taking notes on him?

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anonymous asked:

Alex Goddamn Paknadel instructed us all to seek out your take on Rogue One and I have no idea where to look. Help.

It was in my newsletter (tinyurl.com/kierongillen) last year, and it’s not one that’s in the archive. Do sign up if you like this kind of thing.

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I started Sunday Morning with the 11am showing of Rogue One at South London cultural institution that is the Peckham Plex. It was the last showing. It was one of the last showings in London. It’s the first time I’ve seen a film twice in the cinema since Fury Road.

I like it a lot. My one-line tweet review ROGUE 10/10 captures my basic feelings, but second time through, things are always going to change. You can’t cross that river twice. You change. The world changes. In the last month, more than most.

But I found it as effecting as first time, on average. Some bits more, some bits less, over-all similarly wet eyed. But it’s lingered in a different way. First time, I came out in a giggly fanboy rush. Second time, I’m pretty much crushed.

Being a working writer, I’m unpacking and trying to reversely analyse choices, and doing my own rewrites to make what I think the effect it’s looking for more efficiently. It’s just something I do, and have done for the vast majority of my life. It’s certainly true towards the end the tangle of game-logic makes it top heavy, and (as always happens when you explain so much) leads to even more questions . You can question the integration of all those fighter pilots into the final act, leaning into the “not a star wars film unless there’s a dogfight at the end” (I felt them weakest bits of Force Awakens, but landed better here for reasons I’ll go into…)

But underneath all that, I can’t question it too much, as I see its point and the reasons for doing so. That’s why we talk about choices, as it’s really about what you choose to prioritise. It’s all done to make the movie turn into a relay race, a chain of buckets. If any one individual doesn’t do their small thing, it fails, and the future for a galaxy far, far away is the Empire’s jackboot, forever.

This rebellion isn’t about one kid getting a lucky shot . This rebellion is about all those individual choices and moments of heroism enabling the kid to get to a place to take that shot. It is many Bothans, writ large. None of the people who died knew that what they did made a difference. Some knew if they hadn’t done it, it’d have failed… but none knew for sure. They went to their graves ignorant. It could have all been for nothing.

To that end, the ballooning of viewpoint characters becomes the point, those pilots as real as anyone else, the actors commitment to those fragments of time meaningful. And as we pull away from our cast, we come to the final scenes, with those nameless Rebellion troops being cut down by Vader, one by one. Look at the details as Vader looms out the dark. The half-lowering of the guns as each consider just not doing this.. and then raising as they decide they have no choice.

Any of them didn’t slow down Vader for a half second, the Death Star survives. Any of them.

Which leaves me aware that’s all we can do when facing fascism in the dark. We have no idea if what we do make a difference. But it may. You have to believe it may.

Imagine Sisyphus watches the boulder tumble back, time and time over. Imagine the centuries, millennia of frustration. Imagine taking a breath, stepping up to its familiar form, and rolling that boulder again.

You wonder why he does so.

He knows that, against all his history, one day maybe the boulder won’t tumble back.

Hope is all we have, but hope - whether new or old – can be cruel.

My family is going to be moving houses at the end of June, and since I’ve started packing away my books, I thought I might as well share some of my books with y’all and give some book recs while I’m at it!

First up is the LGBTQ+ books I own. Unfortunately, I don’t have very many given it’s kinda difficult to find ones with plots that I like. (I contemplated whether or not to include the wtnv novel in this one, but seeing as it’s not centered around Cecil and Carlos, I decided to leave it out for now).

But anyways, here they are:

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz - A coming-of-age story about two young Mexican boys, Aristotle “Ari” Mendoza and Dante Quintana, who are as different as can be, but who somehow manage to forge an unbreakable connection that spans from childhood to adolescence, and beyond. Ari is angry and confused and from a broken family. Dante is gentle, and emotional, and is “crazy about his parents”. Dante knows he’s gay. And Ari has no idea what to make of his relationship with his best friend.

This one is super sweet and isn’t in the picture because it’s with Natsu at the moment. But it’s really thoughtful and adorable, and I just love Ari and Dante to bits and pieces. Definitely a must-read, guys!

Beautiful Music For Ugly Children by Kirstin Cronn-Mills -  About a young trans teen named Gabe who recently came out to his best friend and parents. The book is about him trying to make peace with who he is. Mostly, he does this through his love of music, and his bond with his next door neighbour, an old man who helps him get his first radio show, where he quickly develops a following of fans who fall for his unique taste in music and his quirky personality. 

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell - A Harry Potter-inspired fantasy book with an absolutely fascinating magic system. We follow an orphaned chosen one who’s just trying to get through the his last school year at his magic boarding school, the Watford School of Magicks, while the entire magical community somehow expects him to save them from the villain who’s been stealing their magic. And not to mention having to deal with his archnemesis vampire roommate who has probably been trying to kill him since the moment they met in first year. But after being broken up with by his girlfriend, and invited to his aforementioned archnemesis’ house over Christmas break, needless to say nothing is going as he would have expected. This entire book reads like some kind of strange, drarry roommates au fanfiction, and it’s absolutely GLORIOUS.

every day by David Levithan -  “A” doesn’t have a body of their own. For every single morning of their life, they’ve woken up in a different person’s body, with no friends or family or life to call their own. And it’s all fine. A’s gotten used to it, made peace with their fate. They’ve learned not to get too attached to anyone, learned not to attract too much attention or interfere too much with the life of the body they wake up in. That is, until they somehow find themselves falling in love with the girlfriend of one of the guys whose body they’re borrowing one day. I actually had to consider for a while whether or not to include this book, because a lot of the most important bodies A inhabits throughout this book are male bodies, and the main female lead is straight. But A themself is nonbinary and pan. They identify as whatever gender the body they’re in is, and are attracted to people regardless of their gender. Loved this book to bits and pieces, really bittersweet. It has a sequel called “Another Day” which is focused mainly on the Rhiannon, the female love interest, but I haven’t read that one yet since I’m not terribly interested in her.

Fan Art by Sarah Tregay - This one is….very juvenile. And by that, I mean it’s one of those idyllic, clichéd ya romances that we all like to pretend we don’t like, but that has all the tropes that we just adore in fanfiction and that we inevitably end up finishing in one sitting. It’s about a high schooler named Jamie who’s recently realized he’s head over heels for his (seemingly) straight best friend, Mason. Cue teen drama and angst and mutual pining. A really cute, light read with an adorable little comic near the beginning.

More Than This by Patrick Ness - Seth attempts suicide by trying to drown himself, and is pretty sure he succeeded. He felt his skull bash against the rocks after all. Only…he wakes up, naked, thirsty, starving, and utterly alone. He has absolutely no clue where he is, but the abandoned, crumbling, overgrown streets seem somehow vaguely familiar to him.

A suspenseful, thrilling, heartbreaking post-apocalypse with a gay protag that absolutely definitely has room for a sequel, though I don’t think the author has any plans to write one.

Openly Straight by Bill Konigsberg - Rafe Goldberg is openly gay, and has a pretty good life. His parents are super supportive, he’s popular at school and has lots of friends, and no one really cares that he’s gay. But he’s getting tired of always being labelled as “the gay friend”. He just wants to be a “regular guy” and not “the gay guy.” So when he transfers to an all-boys’ boarding school, he decides to become “openly straight” instead. But just when everything was going perfectly for him, it all starts unravelling when he finds himself falling for one of his new friends.

I have mixed feelings about this one. I enjoyed it quite a bit while I was reading it, but the ending left me quite unsatisfied, and after having some time away to think about it, I’m not entirely sure I like the main character very much. He’s kinda really manipulative. Read at your own risk.

Proxy by Alex London - Sydney “Syd” Carton is a proxy. Rescued from the wastelands as an infant, his debt to the city was bought by a huge corporation that sells the lives of orphans like him to various rich and powerful people, who buy them as scapegoats for their own children. Syd’s patron, Knox Brindle, is exactly the rebellious, asshole bad boy that every proxy dreads. When Knox breaks an expensive vase, Syd is beaten. When Knox crashes a car, Syd is forced to donate a dangerous amount of blood to keep him alive. When a girl dies because of Knox’s aforementioned car crash…Syd gets the death penalty. His mad attempt to flee his fate leads to the accidental kidnapping of his patron and has the two of them branded as terrorists, leading to a crazy, cross-country chase that will change their entire world as they know it.

This book. Is literally one of my favourite books in the entire fucking world. Hands down the best dystopia book I’ve ever read. The characters are absolutely fantastic, the character development is fucking amazing (Knox somehow ended up becoming my fav character???), the world is rich and vibrant, and the book is beautiful and thrilling and utterly heartbreaking. If you read just one book from this entire list, let it be this one. It also has a sequel, for those of you interested, though I haven’t read it (and don’t plan on it either), so I can’t really vouch for it.

Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan - When two boys from completely different social circles and personalities somehow stumble across each other on one mutually crappy night, their shared name brings both their lives careening together in a strange, complicated, and downright frustrating way.

This one….was kinda dark. It was funny, because one of the Will Graysons is an edgy lil emo kid who thinks strictly in lowercase and writes angsty poetry and he’s absolutely adorable. But it also addresses some very real hardships and struggles that both gay and straight teens have to face. 

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“Why is he spending so much time with her? It’s stupid!” Hayden growled.

“I don’t know, you’d think someone so quiet would be able to control themselves, I don’t even know why he turned her, she’s always clinging to him.” Liam snapped as Hayden lent against the wall next to him.

“He didn’t stay up all night with me when I was struggling.” Hayden said quietly as she glanced at Liam who nodded.

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Teenagers (4) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three

And Marigolds All in a Row - blueberryphancakes

Summary: Dan is angry. Angry at the world, angry at his parents, angry at his classmates who treat him more like a punchline than a person. New to Brookwood Academy, he does his best to keep his head down and take advantage of his opportunity at a fresh start, but getting through sixth form unnoticed proves harder than expected. Then, one day, he wanders into a garden with as many secrets as flowers and meets a boy who has managed to do just that.

Christmas Party - cafephan

Summary: During a Christmas party with his friends, Phil finds himself alone and upset in a room full of loved-up couples. Dan is there to comfort him.

Color Me Shades Of Smitten - phanniephil

Summary: High school au in which Dan is an introspective poet, and Phil is a quiet math geek. One day their paths cross, and their lives both change for good.

Do You Believe In Magic? - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Dan and Phil live in a world where magic exists. They’ve grown up together in a same small town and have learned to hate each other. One day a ‘witch’ casts a spell on them to make them switch bodies with each other. They spell can’t be undone until they learn to get along.

Falling Slowly - snowbunnylester

Summary: The two shy boys in class are forced to do a project together, and a relationship is born.

Feelings Gone Unnoticed - studio-phan

Summary: Phil Lester was beyond perfect, but sadly he wasn’t mine.

Feel The Sunshine - interrupted-by-fireworks

Summary: Dan’s promised to go to his brother’s soccer game but starts to get bored there. That is, until he bumps into someone and spills his drink.

here comes the sun (do do do do) - starryskylester

Summary: Dan sits behind Phil in English class. Dan does weird things to get the boy he likes’ attention. Dan somehow succeeds.

i’m not a saint but do I have to be? (ao3) - ecstasin

Summary: Phil’s very serious about his role as a prefect and Dan just wants his attention (and some fun).

It’s Just The Way It Is? (ao3) - Fangirlcraze

Summary: Dan is a rich british teen with no sense of how to live and provide for himself. His mother’s job forces them both to move to America. Among all the changes, his new public school is much different than the all-boys private school he attended back in England. The families are poor, the kids are aren’t as rude, and America is filled with amazingly weird culture that Dan is cautious to explore. Phil is an American teen with a weekend job and an average SAT score. For community service hours, he has to guide a snobby rich british teen on how to adjust to a new school and eventually, a new perspective on life.

Kiss Me Alot (ao3) - transphil

Summary: Phil offers to be Dan’s first kiss.

Like A Superhero (ao3) - extraterrestriallester (juleswatsvn)

Summary: Dan is a grumpy teenager that doesn’t want to go on holiday with his parents. Phil works at the campsite shop. What will happen when they meet?

My Pastel Prince - uslovesphan

Summary: Pastel!Dan gets the amazing news that his boyfriend, Punk!Phil, is moving to his town. Dan gets bullied by his classmates and Phil finds out about it, but that Phil knows, doesn’t work out very well for Dan.

More Or Less (Than) Friends - uslovesphan

Summary: Phil is popular and cool and has lots of friends, Dan is shy and doesn’t have any friends. Neither of those things turn out to be ideal, but they might be ideal together.

No Wrong Way - snazzydan

Summary: This isn’t how he’s supposed to be. Phil is in love with the girl he thinks Dan is. Dan can’t bear to disappoint him with the truth.

One Daydream Away - awkwarddezzy

Summary: “He strolls through the halls with his head held high, a coy smirk playing on his lips, but his eyes tell me otherwise.” In which Phil is a dark enigma that Dan will never give up on. High school AU, Punk! Phil and Pastel! Dan.

Raspberry Vodka - dansleftboob

Summary: Teen!Phan try raspberry vodka and anal sex for the first time.

The Summer - snowbunnylester, botanistlester

Summary: Dan Howell has spent the last three summers at Camp Bergamot, but it’s never been quite like this before. This year, he faces a summer full of new friends, a new relationship, and an entirely new view on his own sexuality. Perhaps Camp Bergamot should be renamed camp self discovery for all the changes Dan has gone through, but one thing’s for sure - despite all the hiccups and the drama, he just might have found the love of his life.

Two Doors Down (ao3) - thejigsawtimess

Summary: Dan drums in the dead of night to dispel the quiet. Phil can hear him from two doors down.

Who’s That Boy? - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Dan Howell is the shy, loser kid who nobody notices unless they’re picking on him. Nobody cares about him until they find out that he’s dating a mystery older boy on a motorbike, named Phil Lester.

You Are You And I Am I - lesterkinky

Summary: singer!dan and baker!phil au.

you keep on hitting, but i keep on swinging - magicalphil

Summary: Dan’s an asshole and Phil tries to convince himself Dan isn’t one.

break my heart- h.s song imagine

you can listen to the song here

Originally posted by hey-vi0let

I will not forget

All the wonderful things you’ve done

You sat on the cold floor of your kitchen, tears flowing out of your eyes. You let out a shaky sigh, a sob about to burst through. It was if the world was out to get you today. One thing after another. You woke up late for your uni class, you forgot that a test was scheduled and ended up turning in a test with hardly anything on it because you didn’t know the information, you had to work double shifts since your coworker decided to call in sick, you went to pick up dinner but your card was declined since someone was accessing your bank account. It was just national “Piss on Y/N Day.”

You heard keys jingling in your door before a voice called out to you. Harry turned the corner into the kitchen and sighed, “Oh, love.” You looked up at Harry and started to sob. Harry quickly sat on the floor next to you and pulled you into his lap. He started whispering things such as “You’re going to be okay, love.” or “I love you, you brave girl.”

Eventually your crying ceased. You were just enjoying the feeling of Harry’s arms around you. You quickly looked at him, “You’re supposed to be at Jeff’s birthday dinner right now!”

Harry kissed your forehead. “Jeff will understand. Gotta make sure my girl’s okay.”


It’s like a test, it’s like a game

To see how much I can take

Harry was pacing in front of you, face red. You were looking down at your hands, sat on the couch in his living room.

“I just don’t understand what the big deal is, Y/N!” Harry turned to you, crossing his arms. “Doesn’t change anything! Still love you!”

You sighed for the millionth time that time. You pinched your nose and closed your eyes. “Why do you have to pretend you’re dating someone else? What good will that do?”

Harry sat down next to you. “It’ll get people talking. It’ll bring up my name more. My album would be talked about more.” You looked down at the coffee table, “Why can’t you be seen with me? Why can’t I be the reason why you’re being talked about?”

This time Harry sighed, wanting the conversation to end, “We’ve been seen together already and already claimed we’re friends. Bringing someone new will bring more conversation to the table.” Harry stood up from the couch and looked down at you, “Whether you like it or not, this is happening.” He walked to his bedroom and slammed the door. Not wanting to be there any longer, you grabbed your jacket and left his apartment.


Tell me you’ve never loved me

Tell me that it wasn’t real

Just say you’ve found somebody else

Since the fight, Harry stayed true to his word. Him and his publicity team found someone he could pretend to date. To say she was beautiful was an understatement. She was the classic “girl next door.” What Harry didn’t mention was just how long this whole ordeal would go on. It’s been a month and Harry was still required to be seen with this girl. What he also failed to mention was the lack of communication the two of you would have. Missed calls, unanswered texts, hardly coming to one another’s apartments. He was in the same city but you’ve never felt as far as you did from him. You were looking at your phone, a new picture of “Harry and his beau” was on the screen. Your best friend was staring at your every move, a look of sympathy on her face. “You know. He should just date her. Make things easier. If he wants to be seen with someone else so badly just fucking be with her.” You mumbled, reading the article of Harry and his new love interest.

Your best friend winced, not wanting to upset you any more. “You don’t mean that, Y/N.”

You slammed your phone down and looked up at her. “I mean it, he should just get it over with already.”


Pictures disappear

And every memory will fade

“I’m so sorry, Y/N!” Harry said while on FaceTime with you. You were in the living room of your apartment, a banner saying “Happy birthday” hanging behind you. You moved out of the way as your friends were gratefully cleaning after the party. “Management thought it would be nice to be seen at Paris! Thought it would look like a little get away! Make it seem romantic!” Harry tried reasoning with you. You looked at him with an emotionless face. I should be going on a runaway trip to Paris with you. Especially on my fucking birthday. “It’s fine, Harry.” You started walking to your bedroom door, passing down hallways filled with pictures of you and Harry.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you.”


Break my heart

You stared at the magazine in front of you. Mocking you and confirming your worst nightmare. On the picture was a photo of Harry kissing his “girlfriend” with his arms wrapped around her waist. You stared at it with no emotion whatsoever. Somehow, you knew this would happen. You were done.


This can only end one way

Just do it now, I don’t wanna wait

“Break up with me” You said as soon as Harry’s apartment door opened.

Harry gave you a look. He knew you saw that picture. He gasped, “What..No.”

You pushed him out of the way and walked into his apartment. “Clearly I don’t mean anything to you if you’re out cheating on me.”

Harry closed the door and looked at you, “Cheating! It’s for-”

“I know! It’s for work but that kiss wasn’t for work! That was solely for your own pleasure!” You screamed at him, hands flying to your hair and tugging on it.

Harry panicked and walked up to you, hands trying to find yours, “Love, please let me explain-”

You quickly backed away from him and started to walk to the door. You turned your head over your shoulder. “We’re though.”


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What struck me during this year’s annual viewing of The Passion of the Christ was Simon of Cyrene.

When he first enters the story, he wants nothing to do with Jesus, and has to be coerced into helping him. Even then, he makes a point of declaring his own innocence, distancing himself from what is happening.

Eventually, he begins to stand up to the soldiers, trying to get them to stop their mockery and cruelty towards Christ.

By the time they reach Golgotha, Simon has to be forced to leave Jesus’ side, and he is sent away in tears.

Carrying the Cross changed him. Walking side by side with Christ changed him.

As it should change us.

Voicemails

Anxiety paced back and forth in his room. He was ready to leave, but he decided to give Prince one last chance. He was the top number in his phone, the selfie of them smiling at the zoo with the rabbits was still the Profile. He pressed the button and waited for Prince’s apologetic voice to be in his ear at any second. Ring. Any second… Ring. Come on Prince. Ring. Please pick up! Ring. Ring. Ring. “You’ve reached Prince sanders! Leave a voicemail.” Prince’s message ended, and the generic ‘please leave a voicemail after the tone’ recording started up… Beep. “I- I can’t take it anymore, Prince. You don’t tell me anything, you’ve been disappearing for hours, you have phone calls you don’t want me to hear, and now you forgot our anniversary. I’m done being patient. I have packed my things, you can keep the house. Good-goodbye.” Anxiety hung up and burst into tears. It felt like hell, leaving, but everyone has a line, and Prince had finally crossed it. Before he could change his mind Anxiety grabbed his bags and left starting the car and heading to Logic and Dad’s place… Maybe they could help him restart
Prince opened the door to their little apartment feeling excited. “Anx baby! I’m home!” The others usual greeting was missing today… “Anx?” He pulled out his phone (it had been on silent all day) and went to call Anxiety, but saw that he had already called. Worry flooded Prince’s mind. What if something had happened?! What if Anxiety had been hurt?! A million other What Ifs ran through his head as he opened the voicemail.
He listened…
The voicemail ended…
He sat down…
A small box fell out of his fingers, and a ring with a diamond shining merrily on the band rolled away, as Princes world fell down around him.

You Were the One

Summary/Prompt: “I’ve made so many mistakes in my life, but you’re not one of them.”

Word Count: 3,478

Warnings: Language

Author’s Note:  This is my submission for @bionic-buckyb 5K Follower Writing Challenge.  This is my first writing challenge ever!  I haven’t written in a long time, so please be gentle with me…

Also, where did all these words come from?!

Originally posted by s-a-l-t-w-a-t-e-r-k-i-d

“Oh my God,” I whispered, staring at the blank page in front of me.  “What the actual fuck?”

I was only taking this art class for fun!  It filled my art requirement and didn’t seem like it would take up too much of my time. Sure, I had always been pretty good at sketching, but I never pursued it.  I had had too many people tell me in my life that I would never make it very far if I did.  So I abandoned my art dreams and decided to major in Business.  I hated every minute of it.

When I saw the art class on the list of required classes I would have to take, I had been comfortable signing up for the beginning drawing class.  However, after the professor saw my work the first week, he insisted that I move up to a more advanced class.

So here I was, surrounded by Serious Art Students, staring at the latest assignment sheet that the professor had just handed out.

Assignment #5 – A Study in Figure Drawing

Choose a human subject and create a series of sketches based on separate poses.  Clothing optional.  Minimum of three sketches.  To be handed in next week.

Um, what?!

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