did you really think i forgot

“You’re mister J’s new obsession, Sugar”3/3 - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : Thanks to a very jealous Harley Quinn, Batman is finally able to find his wife’s whereabouts. Kidnapped by the Joker since over a week, he’s afraid of what he’ll find when he finally reaches her…

Last part. I hope you enjoyed this little series, don’t hesitate to tell me what you thought of it :). WARNING FOR A LOT OF VIOLENCE YOW !! 



Bruce was never going to come rescue you. You tried to stay hopeful, it wasn’t in your nature to give up , but you couldn’t handle it anymore. 

His disgusting touch, the torture, both physical and mental…You just couldn’t handle the Joker’s abuse anymore. But he wouldn’t let you die. He’d bring you to the verge of death, just to take you back again. You were stuck in a loop of pain and agony. 

And Bruce was never going to come rescue you. You just knew it. It had been too long. What happened ? Was he also hurt during the attack ? Was he dead ? Oh god that would be the worst…he couldn’t be dead, he was the goddamn Batman. But…The goddamn Batman, the greatest detective in the World, always found a way, and fast, it had now been almost two weeks…

Was the Joker right ? Was he telling the truth ? Bruce forgot about you ? He couldn’t have…could he ? The clown kept telling you how Bruce kept going on with his life, not caring at all that his wife disappeared. He kept telling you that he, the Joker, would never do that to you…Yes he was a psycho, but when someone was his, he never let them go. 

“Your Bruce” was letting you go. Not even trying. And you started to believe the clown, because…Two weeks. It was a long time. And Batman knew everything, you had no doubt that if he really wanted to find you, he would have used all of his ressources to do so. He would have already find you. Besides, he should have the help of your sons…Did they forget about you too ?


Your family certainly didn’t forget about you, in fact, they were closer than you thought. 

A few days ago, Harley Quinn came to Robin to tell him she had informations about your whereabouts. She requested to speak only to the Batman, and after a small conversation, they followed her. 

The thing was, they were starting to think she was messing with them, and their patience was reaching a critical limit. Especially Jason’s and Damian’s.

She first took them to the Narrows, the poorest and most dangerous place in Gotham, and to an old and beat down warehouse full of rats and filth. She went threw the back door of the building, and kept going, taking them threw most of Gotham’s worst places…That was the first night, as the sun rose, Harley just sat on the ground and refused to move until the end of the day. 

No matter how many threats she’d receive, she knew she had them in her pockets, they needed her. They were desperate to find their wife, their mom. So they didn’t do anything, and waited.  

While Harley was sleeping, Tim worked on his computer to try and pinpoint the places they’d been to, thinking there was maybe a  pattern to the ex-shrink’s walk they took with her…but he didn’t find anything. Dick went back to the bat cave to take some food and more supplies. Damian roamed the nearby neighborhood, unable to stay there, not doing anything. Quickly, Jason followed. Bruce sat in front of Harley, and stayed there until she woke up. He didn’t say a word, he didn’t move, not even batting an eye, and when she stood up, he just started to follow her once more. 

Again, Harley Quinn took them threw multiples places, and slowly but surely, they were getting out of Gotham. Damian was about to say something, but Bruce stopped him. For some reason, he felt like all of this meant something, and he was desperate to find you. For the first time in his life, he didn’t find even one little lead to where someone could be. There was just no trace of you, as if you never existed…His heart tightened at the thought. He had to find you.

And so he just followed Harley Quinn, hoping with all his heart she wasn’t trying to mess with them just for the sake of it…He was almost sure she wasn’t though. Because when she came to him, jealousy written all over her face, she just seemed sincere…He was almost sure she was leading them to the right way, but the small percentage of hesitation that remained scared him to death. Because if she wasn’t taking them to you, then they were wasting precious time. 

The third night, he ordered Dick and Tim to go back to the cave to do research on their own. Of course, they protested. But Bruce knew they would do as he asked. Damian and Jason would never, and so he chose his eldest and wisest son, and his smartest one to go look for you…

When they left, Harley laughed, and Bruce had to grab Jason with all his strength to stop him from jumping on her. Which made the clown’s ex-girlfriend laughed a bit more.


-Why do you resist me darling ? 

You were a fighter, and even if your family forgot about you, you weren’t going to give the Joker the satisfaction to do what he wanted. You were going to resist, no matter what. Of course, as the days went by, you lost more and more the will to resist him…But today, when he spoke about how he satisfying it was to kill Jason, it awoke something in you, and you spat in his face, blood mixing with your spit, spreading around his scarred and scary clown face. 

He laughed. Of this laughed you hated so much. When he finally calmed down, he slapped you with all his might, and it almost knocked you down. 

-Why do you resist me darling ? 

You just smiled provocatively at him, and he lost his awful grin. He hated being provoked. But at the same time, he loved it. It was thrilling. Before you, he only had Harley, and that girl just couldn’t resist him at all. While you…you were so difficult. It was perfect. 

You held your breath as his face approached yours, and stopped just an inch away. You knew what was going to happen, and automatically, you tried to get away, but you were bound tightly on the chair you were sitting on. There was no escape. There was never any escape. 

He smiled, of this horrible smile you hated so much. And his lips connected to yours, forcing for the thousands time his tongue in your mouth. 

You repressed yet another gag, and tried to bit his tongue like you did the first time…but he knew how to handle you now, and he took his tongue out before you could do anything. He pulled away, and his cold eyes filled with only hate stared at you. 

-Do you know why I took you here ? 

Yes. You knew. He told you the story a thousand time. 

One day, he saw you on TV while in the Arkham Asylum, and he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. You had an “amazing aura”, everyone around you just had to look at you, and the best of it all, is that you didn’t even know that. Stupid Brucie Wayney had his arm around your waist, and he knew in an instant that man was not worthy of you. That man couldn’t treat you like a woman like you should be treated. 

-You mean, tortured and abused all day ? Is that how I should be treated ? 

You managed to say, your voice weak and raspy. He looked at you, tilting his head on the side slightly, and gave you a smile that was almost sympathetic. Almost, because his eyes didn’t move at all, proving the smile to be fake, and because it was the Joker, sympathy was a foreign concept to him. 

-Not exactly. What is happening now is to…train you. Once you understand we’re made for each other, it’ll be different. Promise. 

-Your promises don’t mean anything, you freak. 

Talking hurt your throat, as water was sparse and when he tortured you, holding your screams in was putting a strain on it. But you were determined to show him he’ll never be able to convince you of anything. Well, except maybe that your family forgot about you…but…did they really ? You hoped that…The Joker took you away from your thoughts :

-Oh but you should trust me a bit more little lady, I’m much more that you think I am.

-Much more psychotic, much crazier, much…

-Shut up ! Shut up ! 

You bit your lips. You had done it again. You made him mad. And now, you were going to regret it dearly…But to your astonishment, he immediately calmed down and turn his head to you. He cupped one of your cheek, and liked your lips. You winced at the feeling, disgusted with all your being by him. 

-You don’t get it. Let me help you get it. 

You were ready. Ready for yet another one of his torture session. But to your surprise, he untied you, and you fell in his arms. You didn’t want to be in his arms, but you were too weak to be able to move…He took you up bridal style, your head fell back, as you didn’t have the strength to hold it up, and your arms went limp on your sides. 

Your heart started to beat faster with fear. He was taking you toward the bed. He was taking you toward to bed !! 

He threw you on it, and you tried to crawl away from him, without much success. You were just too weak…Maybe a week ago you would have find the strength to fight back, but no, you had no chance. You couldn’t even lift your head to see what he was doing. 

His hands on your body made you shiver in disgust and fear. He was taking the remnant of ruined clothes you still had off. You tried to kick him off, but your attempt resulted in a slight twitch of your legs. 

You closed your eyes as his filthy fingers roamed your body, letting go of everything. Your heart slowed more and more and…

The noise of an explosion near by made your eyes shot open. You turned your head slightly, and saw that one of the concrete wall just bursted into bits. The Joker left you, getting quickly to his feet. 

The last thing you saw before loosing consciousness, was him. Finally. Your Bruce. Your Bruce looking at you quickly, his eyes full of fear and relief. And your children, staring at you, in pain for you…


Harley Quinn didn’t mess around with them. Turned out, there was a pattern to her little walk around Gotham. 

At each place they stopped, while the boys weren’t looking, she picked a key up. And on the fourth day, finally, she took them to a place way out of Gotham. 

As Bruce looked at her opening a door that was in the ground, using one of the keys to do so, he thought that there was indeed no way he could’ve found you by himself. This place was far from the Joker’s usual turf. And even if he looked, he could have never found a lone door in the forrest, in a place that seemed to be chosen at random…He shivered as he thought about how well thought the Joker’s plan was. But it made him hopeful. If he went threw all of this trouble, then it meant there was a chance you were still alive…

They went threw corridors and corridors, Harley sometimes opening a door with one of the keys to go threw it, and walk threw other corridors. It was a true labyrinth. There was no way they’d ever find their way…This place was a gigantic underground building.

Bruce wondered what it used to be, and how the Joker found it. But he quickly dismissed those thoughts, only focus on getting you back. He looked at his boys, and the look of determination on their face made his heart swelled. They were going to get you back, no matter what. 

Finally, they came to a humongous room, and in the middle of this room, was a concrete box with no doors. Looking around, Bruce noticed multiple torture object that made his heartbeat faster. 

Harley Quinn stopped in front of a control panel next to the concrete box. 

-She’s inside there. There’s a code to open a wall. I don’t know it though, he wouldn’t trust me with it…

She bent her head down, sadness on her face, and Bruce turned away from her. He didn’t have time to cheer her up. He nodded to Jason, and the boy immediately understood. He took a bomb out of his belt, and put it on the wall. They all got away from it, and waited. 

The wall bursted into bits, and they jumped in. Harley stayed behind. 

The first thing Bruce saw, was your  beaten body, naked, on a bed that looked exactly like the one you and him had back home. He only looked at you for a fraction of second, turning the anger and fear he felt inside him toward one person…The clown. 

Damian and Jason were unable to move to go fight the Joker, and stared at you. Tears were welling up in your youngest’s eyes. No matter what he’d like to think, you knew he was a sensitive boy, and seing you there, on the verge of death, clearly abused more than any human could handle, he just couldn’t help his tears…

Jason finally moved to you, and wrapped you in the sheets, covering your body that he just couldn’t stand looking at. 

All the while, Bruce was loosing it. It reminded him of the time the Joker killed his son, killed his Jason…He wanted to go out and kill him, he wanted to destroy the clown, but you convinced him otherwise. Because it would ruin everything he stood for, and because it would never bring Jay back. This time, as he punched the Joker again and again, stopping any laugh from coming out, it was Jason’s turn to save him from doing something he’d forever regret. 

As Damian was sitting next to you, holding your hand tightly against his heart and brushing a shaking hand on your hair, Jason calmly walked to Bruce, and with all of the strength in his body, tried to restrain him. He spoke soothing words in his father’s ears, he didn’t let go of him until the bat calmed down, and slumped weakly in his son’s arms. 

This time, Jason was there for him, filling in for you as best he could. He succeeded, even though his entire being was screaming at him to kill the Joker, he didn’t do it, and stopped his dad from doing it. He couldn’t let him do it, not after all the things you all went threw. 

Bruce finally regain his senses and, tears in his eyes, ran to you. You were unconscious, but your heart was still beating, thank God ! Jason helped him lifting you in his arms as delicately as possible, while Damian refused to let go of your hand. 

When they turned around, The Joker and Harley Quinn were gone. But they didn’t care, they had to get you to safety, they had to get you to a hospital. 

They made a quick call to the bat cave to tell Dick, Tim and Alfred they found you, and all reunited in the hospital, out of costume. 


You woke up after two days in a coma that scared the shit out of your boys. When you opened your eyes, Damian’s head was on your belly, and he had tangle one of your hands in his hair, just like you did to soothe him back to sleep. Dick and Jason were both holding your other hand, while Tim’s head was resting on one of your thigh. Bruce’s face was in the crook of your neck, his hot breath tickling you, as he was sitting next to you. 

They were all asleep, but when they felt you move, they stired up instantly. 

Relief and love were on all their faces. You took away your hand from his hair and brushed your thumb on Damian’s cheek, proceeding then to ruffle Tim’s hair. You squeezed Dick and Jason’s hands, and gave a look at Bruce that meant : “Yes, you can kiss me”. 

His lips were soft against your chapped ones. His lips on yours were the best things you felt, ever, as the memory of the Joker’s disgusting lips faded away.

You stayed a long time in the hospital, and they took turn in looking after you, staying with you. They made sure you knew how much they loved you, and how your death would have destroyed them. You made sure to show them that you weren’t going anywhere, and that you felt better every day. 

You were heavily scarred, but alive. More alive than ever actually. 


Forever, the scars that the Joker left reminded you those weeks of agony. But your Bruce made sure to also remind you that he’d never let you go again, that he would always be there to protect you, as he covered those damned scars with his infamous love bites. 

The scars reminded you that you could be strong, that you could fight, that if your will was made of iron. It made Bruce realize that you were stronger than he thought, and that you really were a special one. His special one. 

The scars reminded you how much you loved your family, and how much they loved you. Bruce almost killed the Joker for you. Jason didn’t kill him for you. Damian and Tim were wrecked at the simple thought of loosing you, and Dick…Well, Dick was the most optimistic of them all, so the way he did not smile once during the time you were in the hospital, his face filled with worries, was enough for you to know how much he cared about you. 

In the end, these scars became some sort of a blessing, making your family stronger than before. 


Somewhere around the Gotham’s area, a few days later : 

The Joker and Harley were in hiding, in an abandoned building. She was in a pretty bad shape, after the Joker unleashed his wrath on her, even though she saved him, patched him up…

Because of her, you slipped threw his fingers. His plan was perfect, but she had to come in and ruin everything, as always. 

He was sitting in an old and rotten armchair, as she was rubbing herself on his legs, like a dog. She was so pathetic. It calmed him down a bit to see her like that, at least she was at his mercy. She would accept anything. Not like you…

But in his head, you were the only one. He had to take you back. 

-Puddin’, please…

He looked down on her, eyes full of disdain, and, raising an eye brow, he said : 

-Shut up. I’ll properly deal with you later. Right now, I have to think…

-You’re not thinking about her again are you ? She doesn’t love you like I do ! I would have let you do all of those things to me, without resisting like she did ! 

-I know you would, that’s why you’re so boring. No, I don’t need you. She…She’s the one. I won’t rest until she’s mine again…

Harley refrained herself from telling him that you were never his anyway, and continue to rub herself on him. She was going to get him back. Somehow. But she knew it was going to take a long time, as his thoughts were only for you…Maybe…Maybe the only solution was to get rid of you ? 

As the Joker kicked her and stood up, going to stare out of the window, Harley Quinn smiled to herself. Yes. That was it. That was the perfect plan. 

She was going to get rid of you someday. 

The end ?

( @imfuckin-gcrazy asked to be tag…so here we go :)). 


Can you or anyone else help me find a fic? I can’t remember much of anything about this fic - title, author, word count, rating, etc. - but one thing I do remember is that it was Sterek and Derek had some kind of job that required him to work a lot (lawyer, businessman, he’ll maybe even actor) and Stiles wanted a divorce(?) sometime after Derek forgot his birthday and did a big romantic celebration a day later and didn’t even realize it. Anyhow thanks for you time and have a good week. // I think they’re talking about this one. If not, it’s still really good and worth the read!

That’s the one I was thinking of.  Another nonnie also sent this in:

Hey there I happened to find that fic I asked you about lol. Derek is a lawyer, just not a divorce lawyer, though that fic was fantastic. It’s called Merry Christmas Derek by brokenpromisesandhope in case anyone wanted to read it.


meiilan  asked:

Review actually me quoting me, as I was recently talking about you to a friend via skype: "I've been following their blog for a while now and I honestly forgot, why I followed them in the first place. But they draw a lot of beautiful and really sweet Yu-Gi-Oh fanart. ANd I love that??? Like!!! It's like the most gentle throwback to my own teenage-time, when I was a huge Yu-Gi-Oh fan. I never understood the card game. but gods did I try! Seeing their fanart makes me think of it and then I smile."


This is such a kind review??? Oh my
I’m hella flattered and I’m delighted you like my tacky yugioh art hehe

Night In The Woooooods!

So now that the game is over and I my mouth feels like broken dreams, I wanted to say a heartfelt thank you! I had so much damn fun playing that game and recording the series. 

It sucks because I was REALLY getting into it and finally found the voices for the characters and was really settling in and then it was over. I want so much more! haha. That being said I will be playing the spinoff games “Lost Constellations” and “Longest Night” soon to just explore more of that world. 

I have a lot of thoughts and theories on the game that surfaced the more I thought about the game after finishing and recording it that I’d love to talk about at some point. I might even do a livestream sometime soon just playing the game again and going over theories and redoing sections to see if we missed anything, since there were hangs with Bea and Gregg that I didn’t do.That could be fun right?…….. tacos.

I’m also super happy with the voices I managed to do for the characters, I mean sure some misc. characters were a bit shitty and I repeated voices and forgot others but I’m proud of the voices I gave the main gang. I feel like they fitted well and showed their personalities. I just love games where I can do lots of voices haha. 

I want to also say thank you to all those who got super into the game and did art (some of which are insane!) or those who posted gifs and just talked in general about the game, you guys RULE! It’s hard find games like this one that REALLY connect with people but when you do it’s super special, I think I’ll remember this series for a very long time. I want so much more of it though!!!

- Sincerely, Greggory

Happy 15th Anniversary, Kingdom Hearts!!

Was Viktor Annoyed at Yuuri? (Or why Viktor Nikiforov was such a bully in Ep. 2 and 3)

You know how we can’t seem to read Viktor’s character in the early episodes? Is he on Yuuri’s side? Or is he really a bad guy?

I think what lent to the confusion is that there were circumstances that we did not know at the time. Now though, we know that Viktor came to Japan by Yuuri’s invitation, which Yuuri conveniently forgot, leaving Viktor in the cold – confused, alone and friendless, surrounded by strangers in mother-effing Japan.

I imagine that between meeting at the hot springs and Viktor falling asleep after eating, he had tried engaging Yuuri in conversation, maybe tried getting that old spark between them back. Yuuri, though, sober and thinking that that was their first “real” meeting, probably just stuttered and ran off and just generally acted evasive and odd.

Viktor tries…

…but Yuuri Katsuki just keeps going

What does he mean what? What is even happening??

Eventually, Viktor’s fuse just sort of shorts and before he could stop himself, he is asking Yuuri about his victory-katsudon and asking why he would eat it when

Lmao, the little shit.

If we go thinking Viktor is somewhat annoyed at Yuuri’s rather cold welcome, this actually leaves us with this wonderful thought: a pissed of Viktor Nikiforov is still adorably entertaining.

Look at this dork. He is caustic,


and is just downright merciless.

Given all that though, he also drowns his sorrows alone and gets himself shit-faced when it all becomes too much.

Viktor Nikiforov is basically your standard passive-aggressive girlfriend with a side of drunk Russian.

I can just imagine Viktor drunk-slurring in Russian at the locals of Hasetsu, lamenting about their insensitive golden boy who swoops in on unsuspecting world champions, makes them fall for them, invites them to Japan and then proceeds to act like nothing happened. Can you imagine the nerve of the guy? To hell with Yuuri Katsuki! He will pay for this. Viktor will choreograph the most difficult short program in history and make him skate it!

Good thing probably no one in Hasetsu can understand Russian.

I think this was also partly why he agreed to Yuri P’s demand to come back to Russia if he wins Hot Springs on Ice. Even if Viktor later seemed to regret it (which I talked about in this meta), I think at that moment, Viktor thought that it didn’t matter much whether he stays or goes. Yuuri Katsuki was not what Viktor expected, and he no longer knows where he stands with the other boy.

Besides, Yuuri is confusing af okay. Really? Eros is katsudon? The program rings no other bells whatsoever?

Like bruh, you’re not even high??

One of my favorites is when Yuuri went like this

and it is so reminiscent of that adorable thing kids do when they want their favored person (like a parent or a teacher) to be proud of them (“so please watch me do this amazing thing okay!”). It is a sign of affection from Yuuri to Viktor, but just look at it from Viktor’s point of view. You seduce me, forget about me, and now you want my attention again – so many mixed signals, Yuuri!

Lmao, look at Viktor’s wtf face:

It’s like he doesn’t know what the hell is going on anymore and his soul just died a little.

One has to hand it to Viktor, though: he is not the kind of person who would sabotage a fellow skater by doing something awful at the start of their program. He reins himself in and somehow finds it in himself to encourage Yuuri.

Viktor also seemed to calm down at the end. He… forgives Yuuri? Here, I think – after seeing Yuuri figure out Eros.

Did he catch a glimpse of the skater he knew, or perhaps the boy he danced with at the banquet? Or did he see something else in Yuuri, nearer to that boy in that video who seemed to understand “Stay Close to Me”?

I think eventually Viktor decided to just become Yuuri’s coach for real because he is talented and worth it; whatever is between them can be settled on a later date, when he knows Yuuri more.

Really, it was a journey becoming Yuuri Katsuki’s coach - literally (because wow, how many hours is it from St. Petersburg to Hasetsu) and figuratively (because emotional and psychological stress is a thing, and this is why you don’t drop your day job because you met a cute boy at a party).

I almost forgot that ageism in fandom is a thing. Apparently once you hit 25/30 years old you’re supposed to stop having interests in things. People need to freshen up on their fandom history and realize that fandom now wouldn’t be what it is if it wasn’t for older fans. Why before the internet when pass along physical copies of fic, do you really think it was 16y/o going to printing places and arguing with sales people there who refused to print out their Star Trek fic? Did the Harry Potter fansites emerge because 14y/o fans learned how to code overnight created them as opposed to older fans who grew up in the early internet boom. Geocities. Livejournal. Older fans have been paving the way for younger fans and creating spaces where fandom is accessible for everyone. So before you complain about “older fans” and Old Fandom, respect the fact that fandom culture wouldn’t be where it is now if it wasn’t for them.


That’s definitely not the first thing that should have come to mind, Kuroo

(tho it looks like no one really minds

aside from bokuto that is)


EDD: heck yeah anon!!!

EDD: let me go get my sketch book real quick!

MATT: edd looks really adorable when he’s excited.


TOM: matt your doing that thing again.    

MATT: i know…i can’t help it.

TOM: matt i know it’s hard but we both agreed to just forget about our feelings…

MATT: that isn’t healthy tom. 

TOM: i know.

TOM: but we have to. for edd.

TOM: after what “you know who” did. i don’t think edd can handle all that pressure.

MATT: i-i…your right tom. I just wish that-


EDD: i hope that didn’t take too long.

EDD: i forgot that i left it under my bed.

EDD: for late night sketching of course!

TOM: you draw at night?

EDD: yeah! an artist must always be prepared when inspiration strikes!

EDD: it also clams me down after a particular bad dream…   

EDD: anyways! *moves in front of camera*

EDD: here’s some of my recent junk!

EDD: i would show more but some are kinda personal.

EDD: i think i’m getting better, especially when tom and matt volunteer as my art models.  

(( Ask are always welcomed ))

Drabble prompts! Send one of these and a ship :)

  1. “Oh go sit on a a cactus.”
  2. “The president needs me to do what?”
  3. “Do you even own a shirt?!”
  4. “Was I suppose to be impressed?”
  5. “How am I suppose to be calm at a time like this?”
  6. “Everything is awful and nothing matters.”
  7. “I forgot how much I hate you.”
  8. “Everyone knows the 90s were the epitome of high fashion.” 
  9. “Is that a dragon?”
  10. “Why is the bathtub full of gold fish?”
  11. “You call that a pizza?”
  12. “Stop complaining at least you only broke one leg?” “YOU BROKE MY LEG!” “I said I was sorry.”
  13. “Did you run a background check on me?”
  14. “How was I supposed to know there was someone in the trunk? I was just stealing the car not trying to kidnap you!”
  15. “Are you saying you don’t accept my rose?”
  16. “What do you mean you don’t know who Batman is?”
  17. “Are you trying to psychoanalyze me?” “Well I did take a psych class in college.”
  18. “Just go to sleep.”
  19. “You can’t sing and dance your way our of every problem, this isn’t a musical.”
  20. “If you frown any harder your face will stay like that.”
  21. “You’ve always been trouble.”
  22. “I heard you singing Taylor Swift in the shower this morning, are you okay?”
  23. “I’d tell you to go to hell, but I never want to see you again.”
  24. “I can’t understand a word you’re saying.”
  25. “What are you, a vampire or something?”
  26. “According to US Weekly we’re married.”
  27. “Don’t leave me alone with him, he’s got a murder-y face.”
  28. “You said you were good at baseball!”
  29. “Did you steal someone’s cat?”
  30. “I need a favor.”
  31. “Stop being such a baby.”
  32. “Who said I hate you?”
  33. “You’re not a 1920s mobster, stop acting like you are.”
  34. “Regina George would be impressed with you.”
  35. “Are you crying because we ran out of pizza?”
  36. “Wow she’s way better than you, does that make you feel bad?”
  37. “I bet you ten dollars you won’t kiss me.”
  38. “If you don’t hurry up all the good fruit will be gone.”
  39. “Since when do you have a stand at the farmers market?”
  40. “Did you actually carve that?”
  41. “I can’t get up there are three dogs on my lap.”
  42. “My dad mailed me all my old yearbooks, I never noticed that you were in ever picture with me.”
  43. “Stop playing games.”
  44. “It’s 2 AM, why are you here?”
  45. “… Where are your pants?”
  46. “Please don’t give me a ticket, my dad will kill me!”
  47. “How’d you get here so fast? Can you teleport?”
  48. “Is that my shirt?”
  49. “Are you an undercover cop or something?”
  50. “I’m not a pirate I’m a privateer.”
  51.  “Well my mom thinks I’m special.” 
  52. “I… I think I love you.”
  53. “Make that bird stop chirping, I’m trying to sleep.”
  54. “Stop running away!” “Then stop trying to protect me!”
  55. “Are you… are you growling at me?”
  56. “Look I was suppose to take my sister to the Ed Sheeran concert but she ditched me, want to go with me instead?”
  57. "You look really familiar, do I know you?” “I think we matched on Tinder a few months back.”
  58. “You brood more than Bruce Wayne.”
  59. “We’re closed.”
  60. “Shit! I forgot your birthday didn’t I?”
  61. “Just go with it.”
  62. “I need a favor, and not the sexual kind.”
  63. “Wow amazing, it’s like you’re trying to be an asshat.”
  64. “Your pickup lines weren’t cute in high school, they definitely aren’t cute now.”
  65. “Why did someone just tell me that they ship us?”
  66. “How many seasons did you watch today?”
  67. “If you make one more stupid pun, I will actually stab you.”
  68. “Never do stupid shit alone, always do it with a friend.”
  69. “Stop laughing every time the announcer says 69.”
  70. “You look good in green.”
  71. “You can’t come here and only eat the free samples.”
  72. “I’ve never lost in a bake off.”
  73. “I wrote you a song.”
  74. “It’s been 10 years how do you still look so good?”
  75. “Don’t you dare bite me, I’m mad at you!”

red-eyed-freak  asked:

What about Butters?

BUTTERS: I uh- I think my dad would be awful sore at me if he knew I w-was, going around and tellin strangers on the internet what I was..and stuff.



If you insist…

Oh, I do love you

Baby Bumps

Insults (Part 1) (Part 2)

Sex on Fire

Award Show Jitters*

Sing to Me

Belated Birthdays

I’ve Got A Better Idea

Distant Engagements (Part 1) (Part 2)

An Impossible Thought

Relief in Exchange for Heartbreak (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)


Just Sim

Lovingness upon Board*

Personal Pillows

A Contradiction of Love (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Breathless Reunion*

What A Feeling

The Painter

Wasted Money

Toothpaste Kisses

Irresponsible Debacle

Unwritten Lines

Puppy Love

Don’t Worry about Me

Recorded Memories

Just a One Time Thing*




Santa’s Been

Just Kissing Him Better*

A Birthday Present

Disregarded Auditions


Rooftop Requests (Part 2)

Unheard Castings (Rooftop Requests Spinoff)

First Impression*

You Stole the Show, Metaphorically of Course

Retained Shoots for My Eyes Only

Only The Best (Part 1) (Part 2) 

Bangs that don’t Bang

Secret Fashion Shows (Part 2)

Italian Reunions

New York Home


Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four


Part One 

Part Two 

Part Three


1. “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

4. “Who gave you that black eye?”

5. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

15. “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”

16. “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”

22. “You can scream if you want.”

25. “One of them’s missing”

28. “You’re still mad?”

32. “Why did we have to have kids?”

39. “I forgot I was a single parent.”

51. “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”

66. “I won’t let you get hurt.”

102. “Do you really think I could ever replace you?” 

125. “Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!” *


4. Masturbation

Let the Punishment Fit the Crime

Word Count: 1,722
A/N: For prompt 4: masturbation, I thought how often Bucky would be stuck listening to Tony and Steve butt heads at a meeting. When I pictured him running late and missing an anniversary dinner with the reader, I thought, “Now what would be a good punishment?” And well, that was the inspiration here… Lol. Do I even need to say it? Smut.
Written by: @dragonsrequiem

Originally posted by lovetheworldlife

His first clue as to how much trouble he was in for missing your anniversary was when you told him he wasn’t allowed to touch you. “Aw, but doll… Steve and Tony kept bickering over the best protocol on the upcoming mission!”

“Bucky, how old are you?” You asked in an arch tone, and his bottom lip went out in a little sulk. “Physically or in actual years?” He tried, hoping to hit your sympathetic side and get a little reprieve.

“Pick one.”

Oh shit, yup. He was in trouble. He began to approach you with his hands up in an apologetic gesture, but you poked that broad, sexy chest of his and pushed him back towards the chair you kept in the corner for reading. He knew he could easily grab the hand and kiss you until you forgot just how mad you were, but he also knew that sometimes it was best to just admit it when he messed up. And since he had missed your much planned and anticipated anniversary dinner by 9 hours without a call, he would be an idiot to think he hadn’t messed up.

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I can't stand sentences like these:

“Where did you get those scars from?”
“What happened to your arms?”
“How are you?”
“Did your cat scratch you?”
“Don’t be a drama queen.”
“You’re a crybaby. You cry without a reason.” (People who say this have literally NO F*CKING CLUE WHAT ON EARTH I’M GOING THROUGH!)
“Just eat! It’s not hard.”
“You’re not fat.” (I really like answering “But I’m not skinny either, right?” to this one)
“Being happy is a choice.”
“Is everything alright?”
“You think you have a problem? I do too. I forgot a home-exercise and my teacher is going to kill me because of it.” (Wow. That’s a big problem compared to mine.)
“Why are you wearing long sleeves? It’s so hot.”

Drift Together

Pairing: Reader x Vernon
Genre: angst?, fluff, High School!AU
Request: “ Could you do a Hansol au? The ‘plot’ being: the reader is a very popular highschooler and everyone loves them. One day they find out their s/o has been cheating on them in one of the empty classroom. Later (still) at school, they start crying on the rooftop and Hansol (who’s the residential “bad boy”) finds the reader crying. They become friends and later more! Also, could you make the reader, flirty and charming?”
Word count: 4,159
A/N: Requested by smol anon. Sorry that this took me so so long! I hope you see this! Also I’m so bad at titles please forgive me


Today’s weather seemed set on offending you. The warmth and brightness of the sun seemed to sneer at you, mocking you for your own miserable demeanor. The sun only emphasized the warmth in your cheeks as you stormed outside, doing your best to stop yourself from crying. You couldn’t. Not here, anyway. Not at school. That would be a disaster.

You managed to make your way to the very back of the school, hiding yourself among the dumpsters. You sunk to the floor, resting your back against the hot, black plastic of one of the dumpsters. It smelt terrible, but you didn’t have the energy to care. You’d just caught your partner cheating on you. At school. In an empty classroom, for anyone to discover. They hadn’t even waited to get home. They’d only just sent you a text this morning telling you how much they loved you.

You burst into tears. Hot, unadulterated tears streamed down your face. Bile had risen in your throat. Just the thought of the two of them, shirts unbuttoned, with lips swollen from kissing was enough to make you want to throw up. How could they do this to you? Nine months. It had been nine months. Maybe that wasn’t very long in the grand scheme of life, but it had felt like something important to you. You’d thought that the two of you had been in love; and you had been, for all you’d known. What were people going to think?

The two of you had maintained a relatively high level relationship, after all. How were you going to confront people, if this got out?

It didn’t matter if everyone loved you. You were alone.

“Oh.” A voice broke your train of thought. “Hello.”

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prompts for writing

feel free to use any of these! 

send in requests!

1. “Your hair is so soft..” 

2. “It’s too cold! Come back!”

3. “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

4. “C’mere, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working.”

5. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

6. “Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

7. “What? does that feel good?”

8. “Just pretend to be my date.”

9. “He/She did it.” “No he/she did.”

10. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

11. “It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”

12. “No no–it’s alright, come here.”

13. “I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.”

14. “Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.”

15. “If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars.”

16. “I think I might be falling in love with you.”

17. “Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day.”

18. “It’s not bad to cry. In fact, I think it makes a person stronger.”

19. “Mmm.. you’re warm.”

20. “You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this..”

21. “I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with..”

22. “No, you can’t get up! You’re my prisoner for today.”

23. “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was really.”

24. “You know I’m/we’re always here for you, right?”

25. “Please talk to me about it.”

26. “You have something in you hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?”

27. “I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

28. “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn’t want to wake you.”

29. “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”

30. “Are you wearing my shirt?“

31. “Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy.. We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

32. “So I was driving past a pet store and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home..”

33. “Let’s just stay in bed.”

34. “We live together. You can’t blame this on anyone else.”

35. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

36. “Shooting star. Make a wish.“ 

37. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

38. “Wow, you’re hot.“

39. “I want to marry you.”

40. “I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It’ll save water.”

41. “You’re just not the same anymore..”

42. “It’s midnight! Where the hell were you?”

43. “What the hell is your problem?!”

44. “Why do you run away from your problems all the time?”

45. “You can’t keep it all inside, you know? Bottling it up won’t do any good.”

46. “Hey, I know you’re hurting.. but, you’re not alone, okay?”

47. “I hate you! I’m sorry it took me so damn long to realize that.”

48. “You lost your chance.”

49. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

50. “You can’t just lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset!”

51. “Calm down! You’re scaring me!”

52. “Don’t look at me like that.”

53. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

54. “I’m done trying to help you!” 

55. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

56. “You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.”

57. “It isn’t up for debate.”

58. “I don’t know what’s wrong, okay? I’m just… really tired.”

59. “I’m fine. Stop asking.”

60. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong, and don’t try lying to me.”

61. “I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine.”

62. “Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!”

63. “Is this how little you think of me?”

64. “I can’t do this anymore.. not with you.”

65. “Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!”

66. “You said you’d always be there for me… so how did this happened? Why weren’t you there?”

67. “Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?”

68. “I don’t need help! I just want the pain to stop!”

69. “We can be friends instead.”

70. “I tried to move on, but nobody is you.”

71. “Do I look like I’ve moved on?”

72. “I don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?”

73. “Can I at least buy you a coffee? For old times sake.”

74. “I can’t take the loneliness anymore.”

75. “What are you talking about? You’re married!”

76. “I feels like everyone just forgot I exist.”

77. “Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”

78. “I gave you your chance, and you just used it to stab me in the back.”

79. “I’ve been alone for so long..”

80. “But you promised..”

81. “Isn’t this, like, illegal?” “Probably.”

82. “You’re really drunk right now. I don’t think you’re gonna remember any of this.”“No, I’m not drunk at all. You’re just blurry.”

83. “I have a feeling we should kiss.”“Is that a good feeling or a bad feeling?” 

84. “Yeah, well, I shut everybody out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.”

85. "You’re jealous, aren’t you?” “I’m not jealous.”

86. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

87. “I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

88. “Bite me.” “Eat me.” “Kiss my ass.”

89. “You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

90. “You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

91. “You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

92. “I vote today be a pajama day.”

93. “You aren’t supposed to laugh! I’m embarrassed!”

94. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

95. “There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendship.”

96. “I saw that. You just checked me out.”

97. “Are you stupid or stupid?”

98. “How about you make me?”

99. “Do it. I dare you.”

100. “Rise and shine, motherfucker.”

101. “Well fuck me!" 

102. "Are you… Drunk?" 

103. "Walk it off." 

104. "Did you just go throw up?" 

105. "Could you turn it down? A bit? Maybe?" 

106. "Don’t drink that! I saw that guy slip something in there!" 

107. "Get out of here! This is my hiding spot!" 

108. "Quick, pretend your talking to me." 

109. "Could you hold my hand?" 

110. "You’re hiding under that blanket because you’re blushing?" 

111. "Can I kiss you?" 

112. "Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off." 

113. “ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “ 

114. "Don’t you think you’re a little too old to be using cheesy pick up lines?" 

115. "You’re the perfect combination of sexy and cute." 

116. "You know I’ll kill him if he hurts you." 

117. "Can we please pretend I never said that?" 

118. "Forget the douche. He’s a dick. He’s a dickdouche." 

119. "You guys are yelling and I want ice cream!" 

120. "How ‘bout you stick it up your ass instead?" 

121. ”“Punched” is one word, “Fisted” is another.“ 

122. "Please! Leave me alone!" 

123. "It’s too late for you to be out by yourself." 

124. "You seem like a friendly face, mind if I sit with you?" 

125. "You made me this way." 

126. "I think about you all the time, it’s freaking annoying." 

127. "Bill Nye couldn’t even help you." 

128. "You left your shirt at my house. It’s mine now." 

129. "I just wanted to hear your voice." 

130. "I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.”

anonymous asked:

Do you have videos or images of these? I've never heard of them... when ky*ngsoo sang the word baby he pointed at jong*n | when y*xing kissed ky*ngsoo on the cheek ky*ngsoo looked at jong*ns reaction first | when jong*n threw one of ky*ngsoos "hearts" on the floor and "stomped" on it ky*ngsoo looked hurt | ky*ngsoo grabbed jong*ns balls on stage | :when asked about their ideal types kaisoo looked at each other and ky*ngsoo gulped and jong*n laughed | jong*n literally grinded on ky*ngsoo on stage

yep! if i couldn’t back it up i wouldn’t have put it on the compilation here are said moments (all gifs/images not mine, if you want them removed/credited just ask i’ll happily oblige)

ky*ngsoo sang the word baby he pointed at jong*n

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anonymous asked:

Can I request for MC who have no sense of direction, wondering the rfa plus saeran reaction when they found out MC get lost on their date? Thank you :D

i love this bc omg!!!!! lol sorry, only jumin is date thingy (i wrote it on my phone), i hope you like it anyways <3 <3


-you two were supposed to meet at this very fancy resturant, and even tho jumin had tried persuading you to let him send his limo, you had refused. it was just around the cornor after all

-you agreed to be there 18:30/ 6:30

-you leave in very good time, half an hour before. when it really only a five minute walk

-so 10 mintues passes and you figure you’re just walking really slow

-but then 20 minutes passes, and you’re pretty sure you’ve passed that sign before

-ain’t no problem you think. still have plenty of time.

-jumin calls you at 19:00/ 07:00 bc where tf are you? are you okay? did you forget?

-so now you have to tell him how you somehow got lost and have no idea where tf you are.

-you read the street sign aloud for him…and it’s literally only 1 block away from the resturant

-after that, jumin never lets you walk anywhere alone again


-“babe, i forgot the lunch you made me, do you mind bringing it with you?”

-zen had to meet early that day, while your work hours were still the same (being his manager and all)

-it should be an easy walk, you had walked it countless times with zen. everyday for about 8 months now. you’ve never walked it alone tho

-you were definetly going the right way, there was the cute little vintage shop! and the florist!

-you didn’t remeber it being so long tho, guess time passed quick when you were with zen!

-your phone rings in your pocket, and you’re met with a very worried zen

-“babe where are you? are you okay? you left an hour ago, right? it’s only a 20 minute walk?

-“im on my way?? i think?? its only 20 minutes? uuuh”

-zen just snorts at that and asks you to send him your cordinates via google maps.

-comes pick you up on his bike and is bewildered about how tf you managed to go in the opposite direction???


-is suprisingly good at finding his way, and is often the one leading the way whenever y'all get together and has to find some specific cafe

-(probs a fucking cat cafe, by jumins and sevens request. when zen sees he just turns on his heel and is gone withing 0.02 secs)

-ok but you are at disneyworld together and you two got seperated in the crowd

-and so you decide to meet by cinderellas castle

-except yoosung has been waiting for an hour now

-you call him and admit you have no idea where tf you are

-he’s asking what you see around you, and so you describe it to him and he just about dies of laughter

-you’ve somehow managed to walk around the castle, different route each time, about 20 times.

-it honestly makes him a bit happy that he’s the one to lead you around.



-imagine her getting lost in the c&r building, so that jumin has to send bodyguards with her to prevent it lmfao

-you two NEVER get anywhere on time because of that

-it has been numorous times that you two have had a cinema date or dinner plans and you had cancel

-tho jaehee will never admit when you two are lost, and you’re the one who has to put your pride aside and get either seven or jumin’s peeps to come get you

-jaehee gets kinda grumpy everytime, but it’s nothing kisses and tickling can’t solve and her trying not to smile or laugh is the most adorable thing ever

-watching zens musicals at home and cuddling isn’t half bad either

-everytime you have to go to rfa meetings, seven or jumin (s drivers) will come pick you both up.


-soo you two are out stargazing on some hill, and you thought you’d get more blankets from the car

-after 10 minutes seven was like?? the car is just behind that tree

-you’re not by the car? so maybe you went to do ya thing

-he waits by the car but after 5 minutes his phone lights up with the name “bae♡♡♡”

-“seven? where are you??? i think im lost??”

-he checks your phones location trough screams of hysterical laughter
-it doesen’t help that you’re close to tears when he finds you.

- he’s trying his very best at comforting you, but everytime he thinks about how you got lost it send him into another fit

-you have to drive home because it would be very unsafe to let seven drive at his hysterical state

-he builds a gps in your robot cat and have you take it everywhere with you

-“seven! care to explain why the fuck the cat splurted water in a guys face when he asked for my number???”



-“is there a lock on the door?”

-“which fucking door this is the middle of a forest?

-ok ok happy after ending sae is ths best sae

-finds out when you want to go to a ice cream parlor with him, and he lets you lead the way because you’re so excited

-but then you lead him in the wrong direction and he doesen’t have the heart to tell you right away

-so you both end up taking a detour, saeran gently nudging you in the right direction

-your proud expression when you find it makes it worth it tho

-insists on going everywhere with you after that.


-took you on a shoot once

-you trailed right behind him but still somehow managed to get lost

-he only lets you come with him on shoots after that, if you hold his hand the entire time or if your otherwise bound together

-honestly thinks it’s the cutest thing ever, and you look like a little duckling trailing behind him

-which results in lots of pictures of you and helluva lot of kisses
Chat afsluttet

4. Date // Nurseydex

« {Part 4 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: in which dex is uncultured and nursey has no manners, and they’re both perfect for each other. enjoy!

“Uh. Hey, Nursey?” Dex said, scanning over the menu. “What’s prosciutto? Is that, like, a cheese?”

“You don’t know what prosciutto is?” Nursey asked skeptically.

“Not all of us were born with silver spoons up out asses, Nurse,” Dex replied.

“But it’s prosciutto. You can buy it at, like, Costco—”


“Fine, fine. Prosciutto is uncooked Italian ham. It’s good—you’d like it.”

“O…kay,” Dex said. “I gotta say, uncooked ham doesn’t sound that appealing.”

Nursey shrugged, licking salt off the rim of whatever drink he’d ordered. “Your loss.”

They fell quiet, the hushed murmur of restaurant conversations around them making Dex a little uncomfortable. He felt weird talking in anything louder than a whisper. And was that smooth jazz? He fiddled with the napkin on his lap, which he was going to feel guilty about using later because it was so fucking white. How the hell did they get stains out of it? Did they just have new napkins every meal? Didn’t that sort of defeat the point of reusable napkins?

Trying to interpret the menu felt like reading a foreign language. He didn’t understand what half the words were. “What’s Roquefort?” he asked Nursey after a suitably long silence.

“Oh, it’s a blue cheese.”

“And chanterelles?”

“A kind of mushroom.”

“What about beer, bear—nope, I can’t even pronounce that.”

Nursey scooted forward. “Here, give me the menu and point to it.” Dex did. “Oh, you mean béarnaise?” he said, pronouncing the word with an obnoxious French accent.

“Gesundheit,” Dex said.

“I think it’s a sauce, maybe?” said Nursey. “I don’t really know that one.”

“Well aren’t you a big help.”

“Hey, I don’t know everything, man,” Nursey said as he tipped back on his chair a little, balancing on the back two legs. “This place is like, mad bougie.”

“No shit,” Dex said. He rolled his eyes. “Also, dude, stop leaning back like that. You’re gonna fucking fall.”

“‘M not.”

“You wanna bet on that?”

Nursey sighed and dropped the front legs of his chair back onto the ground. “You’re no fun,” he pouted.

I’m no fun? You’re the one who dragged us to this fancy-ass restaurant. This place is stuffy as hell.”

“I know, I know. But my moms are paying for it, so I figure we should probably at least try to go on a legit date.”

“I guess,” Dex conceded.

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anonymous asked:

(rape tw) Can you explain why you don't think HIV+ people have a moral responsibility to tell potential partners their status, if that is indeed your position? I understand that if they have an undetectable viral load and they practice safer sex, the risk of transmission is very low, but it still exists, no? I'm just trying to understand. I have HPV and I feel guilty for not telling the man who raped me beforehand, and that's not even a potentially fatal illness, just an inconvenience. (1/2)

(2/2) I want to support HIV+ people and not make their lives harder, but I’m having a really hard time with this perspective from an ethical standpoint.

(anon sorry, i answered this but forgot it in my drafts)

anon, i’m not really sure where this is coming from since i haven’t posted about this in a while [since this came in before my other post got resurrected] but i’ll try to explain (and forgive me, this got so damn long but i’m quite swamped lately and have no time to edit)

i don’t think i’ve said that there’s no responsibility to disclose, and i wonder what made you think i did, but the main point i want to get across is that it doesn’t really matter what i think about the morality of nondisclosure in any given situation — what matters is whether i think it should be a serious crime. this is a separate question because the law isn’t about morality, in this case it should be about public health.

and these laws are a resounding failure from a public health perspective, especially since as written they penalize testing and usually completely fail to take into account the risk level of the activity (including condom use) or even whether transmission actually occurred (even when the charge is “criminal transmission”!). these laws were born out of stigma, not science or real ethics. but you don’t have to take my word for it; this is the accepted position among HIV/AIDS and sexual health advocacy organizations, and even the CDC is recommending that they be reviewed. i really recommend reading what these organizations have to say about it. from a quick search UNAIDS’s policy brief (pdf) seems pretty good and clear but there is much more out there.

i’m so sorry about what happened to you and i want to know that you’re not at fault at all. no rape survivor is at fault for their rape or for the consequences of the rape for the rapist. he chose to do that to you, and he accepted the risks that came with that. that is entirely on him!

i think a major problem with the debate about disclosure is that, as the UNAIDS brief says, it “places […] responsibility for HIV prevention exclusively on those already living with HIV and dilutes the public health message of shared responsibility for sexual health between sexual partners.” this applies to other STIs as well. we all have to take responsibility for our own sexual health, at least when it comes to acts we consented to.

even if it may seem to make sense on a moral level, placing the entire responsibility on people who know they’re positive for HIV or any other infection just doesn’t work. there will always be people who don’t know their status or can’t know their status for sure because they were exposed too recently. these people can’t disclose, yet if they are HIV+ they pose a much greater transmission risk than people who know they’re positive because they can’t possibly be accessing treatment, because transmission risk is highest in the acute infection stage when they’ve first contracted HIV, and because they’re less likely to be taking the additional safer sex precautions that they’d take if they knew.

there is still a profound stigma against people living with HIV and other STIs. when we’re influenced by this stigma, we’re likely to focus on finding someone to blame for transmission (or even the possibility of transmission). when we reject the stigma, we can focus on effective methods of prevention which involve helping everyone accurately judge their risk level and make informed choices to protect themselves.

you mention that safer sex with someone with an undetectable viral load is very low-risk (so low-risk, in fact, that i don’t think there’s ever been a documented case of transmission under these circumstances) but that any risk is too much. it’s fine if you feel that way; you set your own boundaries. but sex with someone who doesn’t know their status is much riskier. so is it morally permissible not to disclose to your partners that you don’t know your status? and should not disclosing that be a crime?

i don’t think most people think so, or they haven’t thought about it. to a lot of people, not knowing their status is normal, because their sexual choices are governed by assumptions: they assume that they are negative, for HIV, HSV, etc., and they assume that everyone they have sex with is negative, unless they say otherwise. they assume this partly because of lack of education, and partly because of stigma. we think of people with STIs as dirty, reckless, less than virtuous. we don’t want to think of ourselves or the people we’re intimate with that way. but of course, people with STIs are not those things — having an STI is an entirely morally neutral characteristic of a person. and these assumptions about ourselves and others aren’t sound. they are actually an obstacle to STI prevention.

so these debates trouble me because they obscure the fact that the best practice for everyone is to get tested regularly, disclose what you know about your status (including whether you know it!), and ask about your partner’s status, making it clear that it’s safe for them to be honest. and when we place all responsibility on people who know they’re positive, we validate our assumptions that everyone is negative, but we have to challenge those assumptions if we want to protect ourselves and each other. we have to acknowledge that when we decide to have sex based on the assumption that our partner must be negative, we are taking a risk. even in a world where everyone who knows they’re positive disclosed — and i believe most do — this would be a risk.

the sooner we can accept this and reject stigma, the sooner we can take steps toward more honest and open communication in our sexual lives and make healthy, fully informed choices, the sooner we can stop the spread of HIV.