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Anniversary Surprise

Not requested, but here’s some dad!shawn, based off of this video where Lee Brice’s wife surprised him on tour with their sons, and the boys ran out onstage in the middle of the show. It is absolutely adorable and heartwarming. 

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Your four year old is in your arms, and your seven year old is standing next to you watching Shawn perform from backstage. This is the first time you’re seeing him in person in three weeks, and he doesn’t even know you’re here yet. You secretly flew out to Seattle to surprise him for your anniversary, and as far as you know, he has no idea that you’re here. The boys are bouncing with excitement. They’re so happy to finally see their dad again. Three weeks is a long time for little boys.  

After a few songs, Shawn is singing one of his newer songs, one he actually wrote for your boys, which is why it is the perfect time for the surprise. You put your youngest down, and tell both boys to “Go to daddy.” They don’t need any more prompting, as the two of them walk onto the stage. Shawn is facing the crowd so he doesn’t see them coming from behind, but the crowd does, and the screaming gets louder. You can see your boys’ nervousness and hesitance being in front of so many people at first, but they just run for their dad, knowing they’re always safe with him. 

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Ticklish

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader
Warning(s): N/A
Requested: Yes (can u do an prompt where y/n and draco r in class and she is trying to answer a questions but his hand is on her thigh)
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It started in Charms. Y/N was practicng a new spell and Draco was reading the instructions aloud to her. He often laid his hand on her thigh when he read, so Y/N didn’t mind when a hand slid across their laps to rest low on her left knee. Until the hand slid higher.

“Draco, what are you doing?” she whispered, trying not to attract the attention of Professor Flitwick who was currently cooing over another one of Hermione Granger’s perfect spellwork. Draco knew she was ticklish, and having a laughing fit in class was not what she needed.

"Nothing. You’re waving your wand wrong.” he said. She raised an eyebrow.

"You’re lying and—”

“Miss Y/L/N and Mr Malfoy, have you mastered your spell yet?” Professor Flitwick asked. Y/N rolled her eyes before shaking her head.

"No, professor.” she muttered.

"Well, keep moving then!” he sighed.

"I cannot get this spell right.” she groaned. Draco smirked, his hand slipping higher up her thigh. Y/N squirmed slightly.

"Don’t worry, love.”

"Alright, class. Practice time is over. If you can manage to answer all the questions on our quiz, there will be no homework except to master the spell we’ve been working on today. Is that clear?” he waited a few moments before speaking again. “Good, now who can tell me what the current wand movement for the spell, ’Stupefy’?”

Y/N raised her hand.

"Miss Y/L/N? Explain then demonstrate for me.”

"The spell ‘Stupefy’ has a triangular wand movement.” Then she tried to demonstrate, but suddenly Draco’s hand was dancing gently over her ticklish legs and she choked out a breath. “Um, like this.” she stuttered out as she waved her wand in the correct motion.

"Good.” he nodded before asking another question that Hermione answered.

"Draco, what are you doing.” she hissed, her hand grabbing his wrist to stop him. “We’re in class.“

"Darling, I know exactly where we are. Did you forget?” he smirked. He knew exactly what he was doing to her, and teasing her was too much fun. “It’s fun to tease you.”

"Draco, please, don't—” she breathed, eyes widening as his fingertips dug into her sensitive skin, tickling her. She gasped, trying not to move, but it was useless.

"And who can tell me the difference between the non-verbal spell we’ve been practicing and the verbal spell we practiced last week?”

"Answer it and I’ll stop.” Draco laughed quietly. Y/N glared at him, face bright red from trying not to laugh at the ticklish sensation he kept attacking her with. She cursed the fact that he knew exactly where she was ticklish.

"Fine.” she gritted out. His hand was splayed over her thigh, ghosting over the goose flesh that had appeared. She raised her hand.

"Miss Y/L/N?” Professor Flitwick called.

"The verbal spell cannot be used in duels or wand combat, whereas the non-verbal spell can be used in both because your attacker cannot differentiate,” she was cut off by Draco’s fingers brushing over her kneecap, “between the spells you could possibly cast.”

"Good, class dismissed. No homework. But do practice your spell!” Flitwick called as his students pack their bags.

"I swear,” Y/N warned, “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, I’ll incarcerate you.”

"Don’t worry, love. Do that and I might seriously enjoy it.” Draco smirked, leaving her with a kiss to the cheek and a blush spreading across her face and neck. “Your call.”

Originally posted by harry--potter-imagines

sometimes I think about bisexual Harry Potter, and about how it could have changed so much of the story, and right now I’m thinking about how it could have related to Dudley

like, when Dudley laughs and sneers at him at the beginning of OotP. “Who’s Cedric? Your boyfriend?” Dudley asks Harry with an ugly grin on his face.

And Harry breaks down and cries, because yes, Cedric was his boyfriend, and now he’s dead. Dudley just stares at him, pale with shock. Harry has never cried like this in front of him, not once in all these years. Harry always has a witty come-back, thinks he’s so bloody smart, and this is something Dudley can’t deal with.

And then the Dementors come, and it makes Dudley see the kind of person he is. Harry protects them, and even though Dudley can’t see the dementors, he somehow knows that it wasn’t Harry who did this.

Harry of course expects that Dudley uses this new knowledge of Harry against him - he packs his bags, waiting patiently to be kicked out as soon as Dudley tells his parents they got a raging queer living under their roof - but nothing happens. 

In the next few days, Dudley is quiet and withdrawn. Harry thinks it’s because the dementors scared the crap out of him, and he’s glad, because Dudley’s friends are never there anymore, and Dudley seems to be too lost in thought to be violent.

The night before Harry gets picked up by the Order, Dudley walks into Harry’s room unannounced and completely startles Harry. This never happens. Dudley looks pale, even scared. Everything about this is so absurd that Harry forgets to put his guard up like he usually does around Dudley. He watches his cousin closely as Dudley sits down uncomfortably on Harry’s chair, his eyes nervously darting around the room.

“When did you know?” Dudley asks eventually. It’s obviously tormenting for him to say it.

Harry is confused. “What do you mean?”

Dudley looks like he might choke on his tongue, trying to get the words out. “That you’re - you’re -”

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  • Yang: *Yang slammed open the door to her and Ruby's room with tears in her eyes.* Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! *yang shouted as she punched the wall repeatedly before slumping down against it onto the floor holding her hands to her face.*
  • Ruby: *Meanwhile Ruby rushed in from the bathroom in a panic.* What Happen!? I heard banging! *She then spotted her sister sitting shaking on against the wall and quickly rushed over.* Yang? Are you alright? What's wrong?
  • Yang: *Yang sniffled wiping the tears from her red eyes.* It's nothing Ruby. Just... Just go away.
  • Ruby: Yang. It's clearly not nothing. Please talk to me. I just want to help. *Ruby said moving closer to her sister placing her hand on her shoulder.*
  • Yang: *Yang was silent for a moment, trying to stop the tears from falling as her eyes slowly turn purple.* Fine... I was going to the cafe were Blake went too... I was going to go tell her how I feel about her because I just needed to get this off my chest, ya'know. *Yang sniffled wiping her eyes.* But when I got there I saw her with Sun.
  • Ruby: Okay so Blake was hanging out with Sun. That isn't out of- *Ruby started before shouted with more tears in her eyes.*
  • Yang: They were on a date Ruby!
  • Ruby: *At this Ruby looked dumbfounded with surprise.* W-what? No. they couldn't be. They are just good friend, Yang. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding.
  • Yang: *Ruby then watched as the anger in Yang's express was overwhelmed with sorrow before looking down at the ground.* That's what I was hope for, Ruby... Right up until They kissed.
  • Ruby: oh... Oh Yang. *Ruby whisper as she wrapped her arms around her sister who hugged her back burying her face into her shoulder.* I am so sorry.
  • Yang: What am I going to do Ruby? *sniffle* I love her so much. But I can never be with her. *sniffle. I can't even tell her now. *Yang cried, holding onto Ruby for dear life.*
  • Ruby: Shhhhh. It's alright. Let it all out. *Ruby whispered as she stroke Yangs head hugging her until she calmed down.* It'll be okay Yang. Why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed. Maybe it will help you feel better.
  • Yang: *sniffle.* Yeah... Thank you Ruby.
  • Ruby: Anytime. We're sisters after all. We take care of each other. You'd do the same for me... And probably beat up the other person.
  • Yang: Hehe, Yeah I would.
  • ~Later~
  • Ruby: *Ruby walked down stair while Yang is in the shower when she hears the front door open and close.* Oh I guess Blake is back. *She thought to herself when she hear Weiss and Blake begin to talk.*
  • Weiss: Welcome back Blake.
  • Blake: Hey Weiss. Where's Yang and Ruby?
  • Weiss: Upstairs. Yang's in the shower and Ruby I think went to bed.
  • Blake: Ah I see. I'll put these left overs in the fridge then.
  • Weiss: So how did it go?
  • Blake: How did what go?
  • Weiss: Your date with Sun.
  • Blake: *Ruby then heard Blake groan as she heard her coat being thrown.* For the last time Weiss. It was not a date. We are just friends and I made that pretty clear to him as well.
  • Weiss: What do you mean?
  • Blake: Sigh, Sun kissed me.
  • Weiss: He kissed you!?
  • Blake: Yes. And then I slapped him.
  • Weiss: WHAT!? Why? I thought you liked him?
  • Blake: As. A. Friend. Honestly, If I knew he was asking me out on a date and not to hang out I would have told him no and that I only see him as a friend. Which He accepted and apologized for kissing me while I apologized for slapping him.
  • Weiss: But I don't understand! You talked you were in love with someone blonde that we know. Oh god don't tell me it's Jaune!
  • Blake: What?! No! God No!
  • Weiss: Then who? We don't know any other blonde guys and the only other person we both know who is blonde is Yang.
  • Blake: ...
  • Weiss: ... Wait.
  • Blake: Weiss. Don't.
  • Weiss: Oh. My god.
  • Blake: Weiss. I'm serious. Shut up.
  • Ruby: *It was then just as Weiss opened her mouth to speak Ruby stepped out from around the corner and nearly shouted.* YOU LOVE YANG!
  • Blake: R-RUBY!? *Blake jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the box of sweet as Weiss watched from the chair she sat in.* H-hey. Uh, I thought you were sleep. I, uh, got some sweetd from the cafe if you want any. *Blake then watched as Ruby zipped over infront of her slapping the box out of her hand to the floor, shocking both her and Weiss before Ruby took hold of her shoulder.*
  • Ruby: Yeah. Forget that. Is it true!? You Actually love my sister?!
  • Blake: I...
  • Weiss: Ruby what is wrong with-
  • Ruby: Not now Weiss! I'll example later! Blake! Do you or do you not love Yang!?
  • Blake: Well I mean... *Blake muttered shifting nervously at Ruby's gaze before finally cracking.* Okay Yes. I love Yang but you can't tell her, please.
  • Ruby: Oh thank you god!
  • Blake/Weiss: Eh?
  • Ruby: Blake You are going to go up stair to Yang right now and tell Yang how yu feel. Like right now!
  • Blake/Weiss: What? Why? *the two said together before looking at each other weirdly then back to Ruby.*
  • Ruby: Because Yang has been crying for the past hour thinks you and Sun are dating!
  • Blake: Why would Yang think that and why was she crying about it?
  • Ruby: Because she loves you and she saw Sun kissing you!
  • Blake: WHAT!? OH MY GOD! YANG!*Blake Shouted and quickly ran past Ruby and upstairs.*
  • Weiss: You think she remembers me saying Yang is in the shower? *Both Weiss and Ruby then looked as they heard a door slam open.*
  • Blake: YANG! IT WASN'T A DATE! I DON'T LOVE SUUUUWHOAMYGOD!
  • Yang: AAAAAAAAAAAH! BLAKE! WHAT THE HELL!?
  • Blake: I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE NAKED!
  • Yang: I JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER! STOP PEAKING AND GET OUT OR AT LEAST GIVE MY A TOWEL!
  • Ruby: Yeah I'm going to go with nope. *Ruby then took a bite of a cookie from the box on the floor.*
This is what happens when The Foxes sit Neil down to watch High School Musical for the first time
  • --HSM 1--
  • ><b></b> *bets are placed as to how long Neil lasts before complaining or asking a question*<p/><b></b> *bets are also placed as to how long Nicky lasts before he starts singing*<p/><b></b> [Troy is playing basketball while everyone else celebrates the turn of the year]<p/><b>Neil: </b> "Kevin are you going to make us practice on NYE this year?"<p/><b>Kevin:</b> "actually -"<p/><b>Foxes:</b> "we have plans"<p/><b>Kevin and Neil:</b> "it's July????"<p/><b>Foxes:</b> "we booked flights early to save on costs"<p/><b></b> *renee pockets $150 since Neil didn't complain about basketball in the opening scenes*<p/><b></b> [Ryan exists]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "Hey 'Drew -"<p/><b>Andrew:</b> "don't."<p/><b></b> ["Getcha head in the game"]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "Kevin -"<p/><b>Foxes:</b> "No!"<p/><b>Andrew:</b> "Kevin if you start singing that at practice I'll close the goal every time."<p/><b>Kevin:</b> "..."<p/><b>Foxes:</b> "..."<p/><b></b> *bets are placed as to whether or not Kevin does in fact break into song and dance next time Andrew is being an ass at practice*<p/><b></b> *renee pockets another $100 since Neil still didn't complain about basketball*<p/><b></b> *Nicky is getting the side eye from everyone because he still hasn't started singing or humming*<p/><b></b> [Sharpay and Ryan perform "What I've been looking for]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "Aaron and 'Drew-"<p/><b>Twinyards:</b> "NO."<p/><b></b> [Monique tells Gabriella to focus on grades rather than boys and musicals]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "Is that Dan???"<p/><b></b> [Chad and the basketball team support Troy]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "Matt is that you???"<p/><b>Matt:</b> *pats Neil on the shoulder and gets death glare from Andrew*<p/><b>Matt:</b> "Good boy"<p/><b></b> [Sharpay and Ryan do "Bop to the top"]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "You two-"<p/><b>Twinyards and Foxes:</b> "NO"<p/><b></b> *Allison pockets $120 since Nicky STILL hasn't started singing although he is twitching*<p/><b></b> [Troy and Gabriella do "Soaring, flying", and Coach Bolton watches]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "I didn't know Wymack was in a musical"<p/><b>Dan:</b> "My boy 👏❤"<p/><b></b> ["We're all in this together"]<p/><b>Neil:</b> "What is the deal with everyone in white??? Don't they get dir-"<p/><b>Nicky:</b> "ONCE WE KNOW THERE'S A SHOT AND WE TAKE IT!!! WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER ONCE WE KNOW WE'RE ALL STARS AND WE SEE IT!!"<p/><b></b> *Aaron glares a hole through Nicky's skull while Matt promptly pockets $300 since Nicky didn't last the whole musical*<p/><b></b> [Credits are going up]<p/><b>Foxes:</b> "so what did you think Neil?"<p/><b>Neil:</b> "it wasn't bad I guess... but basketball???? Really??? They couldn't have picked a less cliché sport???"<p/><b></b> *Nicky pockets $200 from everyone since Neil didn't last the entire musical without a sports complaint; he's still dancing and humming along obviously*<p/></p>
  • -- HSM 2--
  • [Everyone counts down to summer]
  • Neil: "That's like us and the end of practice when Kevin is in charge"
  • Kevin: "..."
  • Foxes: *nervous laughter*
  • [Sharpay exists and sings "Fabulous"]
  • Neil: "Did they base Sharpay on Allison??"
  • Allison: "Neil that is the sweetest thing you have ever said!!"
  • [Sharpay and Ryan spy on Troy and Gabriella]
  • Neil: "That's like you guys and the press watching me and 'Drew"
  • Andrew: *side eyes Neil*
  • Foxes: "...did you just-?!"
  • *Nicky pockets $50 since Neil slipped up about the andreil relationship*
  • ["I don't dance"]
  • Neil: "Andrew-"
  • Andrew: "Shut up. "
  • [Gabriella dumps Troy]
  • Neil: "isn't she made of tougher stuff???"
  • Dan: "That's my boy"
  • [Troy sings "Bet on it"]
  • Neil: "That should be our theme tune"
  • Matt: "you have no idea..." *side eyes the rest of the Foxes since there are currently 22 bets in the running about Neil*
  • [Gabriella comes back]
  • Neil: "again with the white????"
  • *Aaron pockets $50 since Neil complained about the same clothing twice*
  • ["All for one"]
  • Neil: "Are summers really like that?"
  • Nicky, hand over heart: "you poor sweet thing"
  • [Credits]
  • Foxes: "thoughts, Neil?"
  • Neil: "at least there wasn't as much baske-"
  • *Matt and Nicky pocket $100 each*
  • --HSM3--
  • [Opening game]
  • Neil: "Seriously???"
  • *Nicky pockets another $60*
  • [Troy gets floored in opening game]
  • Neil: "that wasn't even sore?!!?!??"
  • *Matt pockets $90 since Neil complained about lack of pain / realisticness*
  • [Troy and Chad nick the boys clothes after the shower]
  • Neil: "If you guys do that I swear I'll set Andrew on you"
  • *bets are placed as to whether this actually happens*
  • *andrew plans to steal everyone's clothes except his own and Neil's next time they're all in the showers*
  • [Troy climbs ladder on stage and he and Gabriella get each other covered in white paint]
  • Neil: "If that was the roof-"
  • Andrew: "Shut. Up."
  • Nicky: "do you mean the climbing part or the white wet stuff on the face part???"
  • Andrew: *death glare as his fingers twitch to his knives*
  • Neil: "?????"
  • [Gabriella gets accepted into a fancy college and only tells Monique]
  • Neil: "she's not going to run away again is she???"
  • *Matt pockets $40 since Neil complained about the story line*
  • [Troy climbs into Gabriella's room with strawberries and chocolate]
  • Neil: "Andrew-"
  • Andrew: "Neil I swear to God-"
  • Nicky: "is it the climbing part or the aphrodisiac part??"
  • Andrew: *Flashes knife at nicky*
  • Neil: "????"
  • [Gabriella leaves without telling Troy]
  • Neil: "Seriously?!???"
  • Dan, hand over heart: "My son"
  • [Troy isolates himself and bounces ball off ceiling without Gabriella]
  • Neil: "Kevin is that what you do when you're not breathing exy???"
  • [Troy goes and fetches Gabriella]
  • Neil: "What does he see in her?? All she does is run away and he's the one who ahs to go bring her back?? Why not just let her go??"
  • Andrew: "I know right"
  • [Sharpay runs away from not-troy]
  • Neil: "so unrealistic. Allison would've slapped him"
  • Allison: "babe you're so right"
  • [Sharpay up stages the english girl]
  • Neil: "ok see THAT'S Allison"
  • Allison: *fans herself cause she's welling up at how well neil knows her*
  • [Ryan hits the button and sends Sharpay and Miss. London down on the door thingy]
  • Neil: "Andrew-"
  • Andrew: "yes."
  • [Graduation where Troy fetches Chad]
  • Neil: "oh come on basketball is not that obsession worthy"
  • *Nicky pockets another $70*
  • [Coach Bolton tells the boys to get back on the stage]
  • Neil: "That's as unlikely to happen as Wymack is to tell me to talk to the press"
  • ["High school musical"]
  • Neil: "Are you girls going to do that when you graduate from here??"
  • *bets are placed*
  • [Credits]
  • Foxes: "Neil???"
  • Neil: "that wasn't so bad I guess..."
  • *Nicky hands matt $100 since Neil didn't complain about basketball again*
Wicked Lyric Meme
  • "Isn't it nice to know that good will conquer evil?"
  • "No one mourns the wicked."
  • "The good man scorns the wicked."
  • "Goodness knows, the wickeds lives are only."
  • "Goodness knows, the wicked die alone."
  • "Are people born wicked? Or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?"
  • "Have another drink, my dark eyed beauty."
  • "Woe to those who spurn what goodness they are shown."
  • "Many years I have waited for a gift like yours to appear."
  • "My future is unlimited."
  • "What is this feeling so sudden and new?"
  • "Let's just say, I loathe it all."
  • "Every little trait, however small, makes my very flesh begin to crawl."
  • "There's a strange exhilaration in such total detestation."
  • "I will be loathing you my whole life long."
  • "These things are sent to try us."
  • "The trouble with school is they always try to teach the wrong lesson."
  • "Life's more painless for the brainless."
  • "It's just life, so keep dancing through."
  • "Life is fraughtless for the thoughtless."
  • "Those who don't try never look foolish."
  • "I hope you'll save at least one dance for me. I'll be right there. Waiting. All night."
  • "It's clear we deserve each other."
  • "Finally for this one night, I'm about to have a fun night."
  • "Black is this year's pink."
  • "I've got something to confess. A reason, well, why I asked you here tonight."
  • "We deserve each other. Don't we?"
  • "I've decided to make you my new project."
  • "When someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over."
  • "You're gonna be popular!"
  • "I'll teach you the proper ploys when you talk to boys, little ways to flirt and flounce."
  • "I'll help you be popular!"
  • "Don't be offended by my frank analysis, think of it as personality dialysis."
  • "Did they have brains or knowledge? Don't make me laugh!"
  • "It's not about aptitude, its the way you're viewed."
  • "He could be that boy, but I'm not that girl."
  • "Don't dream too far."
  • "Don't lose sight of who you are."
  • "Wishing only wounds the heart."
  • "One short day full of so much to do."
  • "I think we've found the place where we belong."
  • "One short day to have a lifetime of fun."
  • "I am a sentimental man who's always longed to be a father."
  • "I think everyone deserves the chance to fly."
  • "Why couldn't you have stayed calm for once instead of flying off the handle!"
  • "I hope you're happy how you hurt your cause forever."
  • "I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission to feed your own ambition."
  • "I don't want it- no- I can't want it anymore."
  • "Something has changed within me. Something is not the same."
  • "I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game."
  • "It's time to try defying gravity."
  • "Can't I make you understand youre having delusions of grandeur?"
  • "I'm through accepting limits cuz someone says they're so."
  • "Some things I cannot change but til I try, I'll never know."
  • "If that's love it comes at much too high a cost."
  • "I really hope you get it and you don't live to regret it."
  • "If in flying solo, at least I'm flying free."
  • "Happy is what happens when all your dreams come true."
  • "People are so empty headed, they'll believe anything."
  • "I can't harbor a fugitive. I'm an elected official."
  • "There isn't a spell for everything."
  • "Finally from these powers, something good."
  • "Surely now I'll matter less to you. You won't mind my leaving here tonight."
  • "I've got to go appeal to her. Express the way I feel for her."
  • "You're going to lose your heart to me, I tell you."
  • "I never asked for this or planned it in advance."
  • "If you insist I will be wonderful."
  • "Where I'm from we believe all sorts of things that aren't true. We call it history."
  • "A rich man's a thief or a philanthropist."
  • "Is one a crusader or a ruthless invader?"
  • "It's all in which label is able to persist."
  • "I need help believing you're with me tonight."
  • "My wildest dreamings could not foresee lying beside you with you wanting me."
  • "I'll make every last moment last as long as you're mine."
  • "Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise, but you've got me seeing through different eyes."
  • "Somehow I've fallen under your spell."
  • "Say there's no future for us as a pair."
  • "Know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine."
  • "It's just...for the first time, I feel wicked."
  • "Let his flesh not be torn."
  • "Let his blood leave no stain."
  • "Let him never die."
  • "You're the latest victim of my greatest achievment in a long career of distress."
  • "No good deed goes unpunished. That's my new creed."
  • "Was I really seeking good or just seeking attention?"
  • "No good deed will I do again!"
  • "Wickedness must be punished. Evil effectively eliminated."
  • "I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn."
  • "We are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them."
  • "I know I'm wrong am today because I knew you."
  • "Who can say if I've been changed for the better."
  • "Because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
  • "So much of me is made of what I learned from you."
  • "I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for."
She Raped Him
  • It was getting to be that time of the month again. You were starting to feel that urge again. The urge to prowl. Like that ravenous appetite that arises in a werewolf every full moon, so did you feel this lust budding in your thighs and breasts, getting hungry for another victim.
  • You had experimented at first. Drugging your victims the first few times. You had convinced your cousin that dabbled in drugs to get you some of that " date-rape" drug. Guys were easy to manipulate with a little cleavage and flirting. You justified it because you told yourself that they deserved it.... Jerks that preyed on other girls with one night stands and such.
  • Nevertheless, you were stilled scared the first time you did it.
  • A motionless male passed out on the bed. You would pull down his jeans just enough to expose his ass. You toyed with him, teased him as he laid there on his stomach passed out.
  • And then you gave it to him. Even though he didn't say no, it was still rape. But it was exhilarating beyond compare. The strapon being shoved in and out of his ass gave wonderful orgasms to you. With each thrust, the resistance would force the strapon back against your throbbing pussy. It was so wonderful, you had to be careful that you didn't pass out too after your orgasmic explosion.
  • You thought it was funny that they would wake up the next day with a sore bottom, not knowing where it came from or what happened.
  • After a few victims, you were looking for something more adventurous. You wanted to find a real victim, you wanted an awake victim, but you feared getting in over your head. What would it be like to actually rape a man?
  • The thought of it made you wet. You had your strapon underneath your yoga pants and you started stroking it fantasizing about it, looking at the calendar with Halloween circled. You were going to a party. Those were always the best places to find unsuspecting victims.
  • You showed up at the party very fashionably late. The later the better, the guys would be drunk by then anyway. You were dressed as leopard. You had a dark brown tight leopard print camisole. Your black bra straps exposed as well as your generous cleavage. You had black kitten ears on your head. You drew small whiskers on your face with black eyeliner. You were wearing dark brown matching leopard print yoga pants, that went down to your ankles. And you also had a ballet dancers dark brown skirt. This was to conceal your hard on underneath, your strapon tucked snugged into your yoga pants.
  • You caught the eyes of many men and you jokingly growled at them. You prowled the party looking for him. Then you saw one. He was filling people's cups of beer at the keg. He hit on every girl , and would pinch their ass or lift their skirt up after they got the beer. He embarrassed every girl that came by. What a jerk. You were plotting your move observing quietly from afar.
  • "Hey , how are you?"
  • Caught off guard , a guy came up.
  • "Nice costume."
  • "Oh.... oh yeah thanks. and uh... where's your costume..."
  • "oh, I couldn't decide, I just didn't know if I was coming."
  • Yeah.. I decide to come last minute..." your eye still on the keg guy.
  • "I know this sounds cheesy, but I think we've met before.." shyly asking
  • "Oh... I'm sorry "... you reply
  • ".... Uh ... I think I fixed your computer .. at the uh... Best Buy ..." he said
  • You respond " oh yeah... Idid get my computer fixed ... wow you got a good memory.. "
  • He grins and replies" I remembered because you were really pretty... and uh oh I didn't mean that... "
  • You switched your attention to him . He was blushing. He was obviously very nervous and shy. You hadn't noticed at first, but he was dressed very smartly and was kind of cute.., for a shy tech nerd...
  • He had a dark green button down, dark black jeans, leather dark brown ankle boots and matching belt. And he had a classic polo dark blue jacket on. His cologne even smelled good.
  • You smiled as he fumbled over his words.
  • You look back at the keg guy and he was gone.. You whisper damn! ... as you look to see where he went..
  • " Is everything... ok..? " he asks
  • You turn your attention away from the keg guy and reply. " yeah... yeah, uh.. I just looked at the line to the bathroom and it's all the way back to the kitchen. "
  • He says " Hey I've been here before, there's a private bathroom in a bedroom at back of house. The bedroom door is locked, but I use it and no one knows about it...
  • Want me to show you?"
  • "Oh sure .. that would be great.. "
  • You follow him back to the bedroom, and you actually started checking his butt out and it looked nice. He was skinny enough, he probably had those cute dimples on his butt. You quickly check yourself and tell yourself nooo , he's too nice.
  • He unlocked the door and y'all both go inside.
  • He walks back to the bathroom and turns light on and says here it is, and he walks back. You go inside and go to bathroom.
  • As you exit, he is leaning on a dresser.
  • The outside noise and music is booming. You say "it's kind of nice to get away from the music and noise." And you lean against dresser next to him.
  • As your hand is on the dresser, you feel his hand touch yours... it's quiet ... you look down and kind of smile.
  • He says, "you're the prettiest girl here and you're way out of my league, but if you leave and I don't ask, I will
  • always regret... cuz I'm always .. too shy.... but I have to ask , may I kiss you. ?
  • You look at him, you are still grinning.. and he is blushing red. You think that is very sweet and cute, and what harm can it be..
  • You say, "since he asked so nicely, , yes you may"
  • He leans closer in and says close your eyes, and you do.
  • Then as you are expecting to feel his lips on yours, you feel his breath on your cheek. His cheek is up to yours but not touching, but you feel him. He gently , so softly, brushes his dry lips against your cheek, his breath on your ear. , he continues to dry kiss your cheek, and it's
  • totally unexpected, but you start to get butterflies in your stomach and it's the most sensual kiss ever...and you begin to really enjoy it and he continues it for it seems like forever... and you feel like you've had a spell cast on you ...
  • Then his hand comes up to your cheek, cusps your cheek so gently and warmly and his lips move to your lips and then they touch, and he gently brushes his lips against yours... you are enthralled... lips tickling ever so slightly.. And then he moves in front of you. But you don't even realize it. His hand goes to the back of your neck, his fingers go up into your hair and he presses his lips against yours
  • Both of your lips smush together and what was once dry, slowly becomes wet. Your breath starts to stutter a bit.. and then he moves in closer and both of his hands wrap around you and he pulls you in.
  • And then you feel it.. He feels it
  • Your shaft is pressing against his thigh
  • your eyes open just as his does
  • he pulls his lips away, his head draws back
  • Then you do t know what comes over you, you grab him
  • You grab his face with both your hands
  • And pull his face back in, and you begin kissing him
  • You drive your tongue into his mouth
  • You pull him in
  • But as his arms were warmly around you before, they are coldly pressed against your hips, stale not moving
  • His neck is tight, as you swirl your tongue in his mouth , you feel he tries to withdraw his head
  • But you pull him in even more
  • Your tongue swirling all over his tongue
  • Your hand drops down to his ass and you squeeze it pulling him in, you feel your shaft press into your body.
  • But he presses his hands gently against you, letting you know he wants to pull back
  • You stop kissing and realesse his head, he's panting for air.
  • You step out and twirl him around against the dresser .
  • His eyes widen.
  • You grab his head with both hands and you begin to run your tongue all over his mouth . You are forcing your tongue into all of his mouth, in and out...
  • His hands on your shoulders trying to push you away.
  • You press harder. Your body against his, your tongue in his mouth.
  • His back arches as he tries to get his head away from your tongue.
  • As he arches back, he begins to slide down against the dresser. As he slides down, you feel your fake cock pressed against his body and against yours. You feel your erection . You release your tongue , from his mouth, and your hands aid him in sliding down. Then you put your hands on his his shoulders and push him down until he is almost on his knees , his head right in front of your crotch . You press your hips against his face. His face gets lost in the ruffles of your skirt.
  • But you feel your cock pressed against his face.
  • You look into the dresser mirror, you feel guilty at first. He's such a nice guy, but you see his head in your crotch and it invigorates your animal passion even more, you grit your teeth and purr into the mirror. As your hands hold his face against your strapon bulge, you pull your skirt away and throw it. You reach into your yoga pants and you pull your cock out and force it against his face .
  • A real looking cock with a head and throbbing veins. And it's big. His eyes grow wide.
  • You press the shaft pressed up against his face.
  • His hands pressing against your thighs . Your black stretch panties below the strapon and the words escape your mouth.... "Suck it!" You put the head of your cock on his lips... "Suck it!!" His lips are sealed shut... He's mumbling mmmpphh... One hand holding the shaft, a fist wrapped around it, the other hand holding the back of his head.. Your hand slips to his nose to pinch it closed. He tries to wriggle away... Then he gasps for air... And you immediately shove the head and shaft of your cock into his cute little mouth.
  • His eyes wide open. You thrust. You thrust so hard, it jams his head against the dresser. The entire shaft goes into his mouth. So far, His mouth pressed against your panties.
  • You slowly withdraw.
  • You say suck it again and ram your large cock in his mouth. The cock slams against the back of his throat, conversely ramming it against your soft pussy. You fist grab it again and you
  • You press it against his cheek to watch your head bulge against his cheek. He's is trying to get away and push you, he's gagging and mmpphhing... It's turning you on so much. Holding your cock in your fist and spanking his face with it and jamming it in his mouth, and ramming it against his cheeks.
  • He finally squirms away , he's on his hands and knees and coughing and gagging.
  • That's it, he's it. He's the one. Tonight's the night.
  • You're going to rape him.
  • Your heart is pounding. Your teeth are clinched. Your pussy is on fire and your cock is in your hand and you even feel like you have an erection.
  • You pull your yoga pants off , you pull your leopard shirt off. You stand there in your black bra and panties. Your kitten ears on your head. Cat woman, strong and fit and muscular. He finally starts trying to get up.
  • He exclaims WTF!! He stands up, you backhand him. He falls on the bed. He has a scared look in his eyes now. He begins to crawl away across the bed.
  • You jump on him.
  • You reach around his waist and undo his belt, you undo his button and zippers.
  • You begin to pull his jeans down. But he is holding them on . You yank on them and they pull down.
  • You yank his shoes off, next his pants. He's clawing to get away.
  • Your cock is swinging in the air .
  • He's wearing tight black boy shorts. He has a perfect ass. you slap it and grab it.
  • He's trying to pull his underwear up, but you kneel behind him you begin to squeeze his ass through his soft spandex athletic boy shorts. You rub your cock against his underwear, in between his ass cheeks.
  • He looks behind him.... "no... what what are you doing!!!"
  • as he's looking, as he's trying to crawl away, you put your fingers in the waistband of his underwear and you yank them down below his ass.
  • His nice little ass, .
  • You put your knees in between his. You spread his legs.
  • You grab his hips and pull them up in the air.
  • You grab your cock with your fist and you put it right between his ass cheeks. He looks up, right into the dresser mirror. Looking at you behind him. In your bra .
  • He shakes his head, please no... he begs
  • then you insert the tip of the head.
  • His eyes widen
  • You force it in
  • His eyes widen
  • You begin to push
  • His fists clinch the bedsheets
  • Then
  • You do it
  • You take him
  • You rape him
  • You thrust your cock all the way in
  • You hear him gulp a big breath of air, his back arches , an electric rush shivers your whole body
  • Your fingers claw his hips
  • You withdraw
  • and bam you thrust hard again
  • and again
  • and again
  • And again
  • The force slams each thrust into his ass and against your clit.
  • You slam so hard, it knocks him forward.
  • You fall on him
  • Laying on him
  • You wrap your arm around his neck
  • You bite his ear
  • And you even growl
  • As you rhythmically pump your cock into ass
  • You just started, but you are already about to orgasm
  • Each thrust sends shock waves into your pussy
  • You begin to release high pitched moans
  • You begin to squeeze your arm around his neck even more, his hands are trying to pry your arm away as you continue to thrust harder and harder
  • And then you can't hold it anymore
  • Your pussy explodes, you can't even thrust anymore
  • You orgasm like never before your wet juices are exploding all between your legs.
  • You are quivering...
  • Your begin to release him
  • You convulse
  • You go limp on his body
  • You look into the mirror and he rolls you off your body
  • you roll over and lay prostrate on the bed.
  • Your erect cock pointing straight up.
  • You are spent.
  • Then you see him pulling off his underwear, he crawls back in bed..... and then you notice... he's fully erect...
  • it dawns on you... you came so fast... he didn't...
  • Then ... He begins to climb on top
  • He... oh shit... he straddles you
  • He grabs his stiff cock with his fist, and he lays it on your face... He says Suck it! Your eyes go big....and he jams it in ..... mmmpphhhh....
Will You Fake Date Me? (Jimin Fluffy Imagine)
  • INT. Y/N'S HOUSE -- EVENING
  • Y/N sits on the couch enjoying a delicious bowl of popcorn. Her eyes are glued to the screen where a scary movie plays. Y/N's eyes widen in anticipation, her mouth ajar. She lifts a handful of popcorn to her mouth when-
  • JIMIN: Y/N!
  • Jimin barges through her front door. His small figure is illuminated by the moon of the dark night.
  • Y/N: AHHHHH!
  • By pure reflex, and not a hint of maliciousness, Y/N flings the tin bowl of popcorn at Jimin, showering her living room in kernels and nailing Jimin in the head.
  • JIMIN: OW! Y/N! What the hell?
  • Jimin massages the blow to his head.
  • Y/N: Jimin, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
  • JIMIN: Yeah, I'm fine.
  • After hearing this, Y/N proceeds to smack Jimin upside the head.
  • JIMIN: OW!?
  • Y/N: That was for scaring me. How did you even get in here?
  • Jimin plops himself down on the couch with a sour expression and his hands rubbing the spot on his head that had received yet another blow.
  • JIMIN: The door was unlocked. You know for someone who watches a bunch of thriller movies, you really don't take all the necessary precautions.
  • Y/N sits beside him and pauses the movie.
  • Y/N: Why are you here? Shouldn't you be on a date with 'Super hot as fuck' Irene.
  • Y/N tries to pull off her best imitation of Jimin when she says, "Super hot as fuck" but her voice comes out a lot deeper than his.
  • JIMIN: Why don't we just call her 'Super hot bitch' 'cuz it turns she only asked me to come out to make Taehyung jealous.
  • Y/N: Seriously?
  • JIMIN: Yes seriously. I just can't believe I thought she actually wanted to go out with me. You know to actually date me.
  • Y/N pauses. She doesn't really know what to say in this situation. She's used to always being the one sulking and Jimin cheering her up.
  • JIMIN: Okay you can stop with the pity stares. I'll live.
  • Y/N: You came to the right place Jimin. My shoulders aren't as sturdy as Jin's but they are here for your tears.
  • Jimin bursts out laughing. Y/N flings kernels of popcorn on the couch at him.
  • JIMIN: That was terrible. Thank you.
  • Jimin sighs.
  • JIMIN: As much as I'd like to stop holding back my tears, I came here on strict business.
  • Y/N raises her eyebrow.
  • Y/N: I'm all ears Agent Chim.
  • JIMIN: I want you to fake date me.
  • Y/N pauses.
  • Y/N: If this were a movie, this would be the perfect moment for a spit take.
  • JIMIN: Y/N, I'm serious.
  • Y/N: You're joking.
  • JIMIN: I just said 'I'm serious'
  • Y/N: That's insane. Friends don't just fake date each other.
  • JIMIN: How would we know? To us it wouldn't be fake dating.
  • Y/N: Jimin, shut up. No way, I am not fake dating you.
  • JIMIN: Please, Y/N, I need your help.
  • Jimin grabs Y/N's hand in his. He tilts his head and pouts his lips. Y/N shakes her head at him.
  • Y/N: Why? Why would we even need to do this?
  • JIMIN: I want Irene to want me. I want her to see what she could have had. What we could have been.
  • Y/N frowns and pulls her fingers away from Jimin's
  • Y/N: Why do you like her so much?
  • JIMIN: What do you mean?
  • Y/N: What's so great about her? I mean yeah she's pretty and all but so are lots of girls. What's so different about her?
  • Jimin pauses. You can tell he's thinking pretty hard about this. He slumps back on the couch and stares into his lap.
  • JIMIN: Honestly I have no idea.
  • Y/N: See? You want to do all this for a girl you don't even really like.
  • JIMIN: I do like her. I just don't know what I like about her.
  • Y/N huffs and the two sit awkwardly in silence on the couch for a moment. A few times Jimin starts his sentence to name something he likes about Irene but then falls back into thought. Eventually Y/N breaks the silence and says.
  • Y/N: You know, if you had just asked me to go on a date with you, I would have said yes.
  • JIMIN: You mean like a real date?
  • Y/N: Yeah, a real date. I kinda get how you felt earlier about Irene using you to get to Taehyung now. And its not your fault. I should of told you earlier Jimin. I like you.
  • Jimin's eyes are wide. He stares at Y/N who is looking down into her lap awaiting for his response. Eventually she breaks the silence again.
  • Y/N: You're my best friend Jimin and I would do anything to help you but fake dating you would be so much harder for me than you think because that's probably the closest we would ever get to becoming more than friends.
  • Y/N gets up off the couch and slowly makes her way to the landing of the stairs.
  • Y/N: It's late. I'm going to bed. You can let yourself out. Goodnight Jimin.
  • Y/N reaches the first step of the stairs when Jimin calls-
  • JIMIN: Wait!
  • Y/N stops at the step and turns around to face Jimin.
  • JIMIN: When you asked me what I liked about Irene, I couldn't think of anything. But when you said what you said right now, I asked myself what I liked about you, and there were so so many reasons Y/N. I like everything about you. Even the annoying things aren't that annoying. Y/N, I think I like you too.
  • A/N:
  • Hello! This is my first time writing an imagine in screenplay format. I tried to incorporate both into one and this is what we got. I really hope you guys liked this because this was a lot of fun to write. Also to the Anon who requested this, I'm sure this wasn't what you imagined but I hope you liked it all the same. Thanks for all the support guys! Thanks @limseoyeon
  • ~Armygirl

anonymous asked:

alright, so this is a very very simple question... but since geisha are mysterious and lots of people have prejudice against them, i don't want to simply google this and find an answer that's not exactly correct. so here's the very simple question; what is it exactly that geisha do? why are people prejudiced against them? thank you so much! sorry i couldn't ask anything more interesting...

Your question is not boring at all! A lot of people wonder what a Geisha’s job intails and have prejudices or misconceptions against them, so it’s actually a great opportunity to refute them.

Let me first explain what Geisha do as part of their job. Geisha are highly-skilled traditional Japanese entertainers and artists. They are trained in traditional Japanese dance, singing, several instruments (shamisen, several drums and flutes, some even play the koto and the kokyū), the tea ceremony, ikebana and calligraphy. They take lessons at a special Geisha-school in their district every day and continue to do so throughout their entire career, as they view art and performance as an ongoing process.

Geisha-in-training are called Maiko (dancing child) in western Japan and hangyoku (half jewel) in and around Tokyo. You sometimes also find the more general term oshaku. They dress much more colorful and flashy than their older Geisha sisters to highlight their youth and childishness. A girl becomes a Maiko after about 1 year of training as a Shikomi, most Maiko debut at age 15 or 16 directly after completing the mandatory 9 years of primary and middle school and are ages 15 to 21 (22 is the max), hangyoku usually debut after high school and are ages 18 to 25. After that, the girl stays a Maiko for about 5 years and then, after her completed apprenticeship, becomes a Geisha and is considered a fully-fledged artist. A woman usually becomes a Geisha at age 20 or 21. Geisha dress much more subdued than Maiko to symbolize that they are adult women and they are quite easy to tell apart once you know what you have to look out for. Geisha are called Geiko (”woman of art”) in western Japan.

Geisha entertain at ozashiki, Geisha-parties, at ochaya, tea houses or sometimes high-class traditional restaurants called ryootei. They will dance and perform music at the party and have discussions about art, music or current events with their clients. Depending on what kind of party you want it to be, Geisha can also perform drinking games and have the party become more lively. All in all, a Geisha does everything in her power to make sure that her clients have a great time.

Geisha live in designated Geisha-districts, called hanamachi or kagai (”Flower towns”). Before WWII even small towns had their own hanamachi and Geisha lived and worked everywhere across the country. The most famous Geisha were and still are from Kyoto, Tokyo, Osaka, Niigata, Kanazawa, Nara and Atami.

Maiko and young Geisha live at okiya, Geisha-houses. The proprietress, the okaasan (mother) treats them like their own children and raises them to become independent and successful Geisha. She pays for their lessons and living expenses, which the girl has to pay back during her career. Once her debts are settled, she becomes independent and moves out of the okiya. An independent Geisha has to have her own collection of high-class, handmade kimono, obi and hair ornaments and are very succesful.

Historically, Geisha entertained mainly wealthy merchants and sometimes aristocrats and later on also politicians. During the Edo-Period, the merchant class was big and very wealthy and had the means to support them. At their height around 1900 over 80,000 of them worked in Japan. Today, Geisha still mostly entertain wealthy buisnesspeople. Their numbers are down to about 1,200, but have been slowly rising over the last 10 years after a rapid demise in the eighties and nineties.

A lot of people, especially in the west, still think that Geisha are high-class prostitutes. This has several reasons and I’m going to talk about the most important.

1. The most important reason for the misconception stems from the time right after WWII. During this time, Japan was occupied by American soldiers after they had lost the war to them. A lot of big cities were destroyed, many people had died during air raids or from starvation, the economy was in shambles and many men had died during the war or were still missing. It was a time of despair for most Japanese and many women were forced to become prostitutes to survive and often even support their whole family.

Most of the clients of these women were American soldiers, because they belonged to the few people who could still afford to pay a prostitute. Back then, Geisha were a symbol of Japan already, being popular postcard-models and appearing in a lot of fiction of the time, so most American soldiers knew a little bit about Geisha.

They could, however, only rarely tell a Geisha apart from an ordinary women wearing a kimono. Since kimono were still the everyday-wear of the time, they thought the women they were sleeping with were Geisha and the women soon realized that they could achieve higher prices when they presented themselves as Geisha to the soldiers and started acting the part.

When the occupation ended and the soldiers returned home, they told their friends and family that they had had a (sexual) relationship with a Geisha in Japan and that is an important reason as to why this misconception spread to fastly across the west.

2. Another reason is the so called “double registration”. As I’ve said before, hanamachi used to exist all over Japan. The vast majority of Geisha lived a pretty good life: Although their schedule was extremely hectic and live was certainly not easy, they could achieve financial independency and fame and meet a lot of influential people and form conncetions through their work. Geisha can also work for their entire lives, if they want to do so. There is no retirement-age for Geisha, so they had a very secure job.

Geisha could also retire and start their own okiya or tea house or start working at a restaurant or a tea house as a server. They also often got married to rich and influential men.

However, not all Geisha had it so well. There were some small towns in which Geisha were struggling to survive, because the economic situation was so tough. The towns lacked enough wealthy merchants and visitors to support them. This was the reason why Geisha in some towns were forced to become registrated as both a Geisha and a prostitute to survive.

While these Geisha were still artists like the Geisha in bigger, more economically stable towns and cities, they also had to sleep with their clients to make extra money to survive.

A lot of these poor, small town were Onsen-towns, seaside-resorts that were unpopular and lacked a steady stream of visitors.

Although the vast majority of Geisha never sold sex and even the majority of Onsen-Geisha (Geisha working in said Onsen-towns) never did, this tarnished the reputation of Geisha.

Prostitution was outlawed in Japan in 1956, so doube-registration doesn’t exist anymore today.

3. The whole mizuage-issue. I’ll have to go deeper into history with that one. First of all, there are junior and senior Maiko. Junior Maiko wear the wareshinobu hairstyle and a predominately red collar, senior Maiko wear the ofuku hairstyle and a predominately white collar. Today, a girl is promoted from junior to senior at age 18, before WWII, when Maiko were still much younger, this happened around 15 or 16; generally when a girl was starting to look older and was deemed a young woman by her older Geisha-sisters.

When a junior Maiko becomes a senior Maiko she has her mizuage ceremony (”hoisting the water”). During this ceremony, the topknot of her wareshinobu hairstyle is symbolically cut open by friends and okiya-family-members. The okaasan and the girl hand out presents to ochaya she frequents, okiya she has relationships with and some close clients and she’ll start to wear the ofuku hairstyle and a whiter kimono-collar afterwards. It is a simple coming-of-age ceremony symbolizing that the Maiko is recognized as a young woman from then on. Historically, this also meant that a Maiko was now old enough to marry and proposals could be made, which she could accpet or decline at free will.

However, Oiran also had a ceremony of the same name. Oiran were high-class prostitutes in old Japan and are extinct today. They were also highly-skilled artists and trained in the arts of the nobility. They had a coming-of-age ceremony of the same name (why the name is the same as with Geisha is unknown, but it’s probably because the quarters of Oiran and Geisha were close by), that intailed the ritual deflowering of the young Oiran by a man who paid highly for being her first sexual partner. This ceremony was also performed by yuujo, ordinary prostitutes, and some double-registered Geisha.

This gets confused a lot, because these two ceremonies have the same names and is one of the most persistens misconceptions when it comes to Geisha. The novel and movie “Memoirs of a Geisha” also mixes this up and portray mizuage completely wrong, so I would highly advise you to not watch it, at least not until you’ve gathered some futher information.

4. Danna. Danna are people who sponsor one particular Geisha they are fond of and monthly pay her a privately agreed on amount of money to help her pay for her lessons and other living expenses. While danna are very rare today, back before WWII most Geisha had a danna, because there were so many poeple willing and able to sponsor Geisha back then and it would have been a sign of unpoularity if you didn’t have one.

People interested in becoming a Geisha’s danna can inquire via the proptriess of the teahouse they meet her at if she would be interested. If the Geisha shows interest, okaasan, Geisha, the proprietress of the ochaya and the possibe danna will get together and discuss the finances. If they come to an agreement, the Geisha will accept him as her danna. A Geisha can always end the relationship and pursue another, if she wishes to do so.

Being a danna has certain adavantages. Your inquiries to see the Geisha will always be handled first before anyone else’s and you can also “buy out” a Geisha’s time and spend it with her in a more private setting or just buy her some time off (Geisha have very little time off, especially during odori-season).

It is also a status symbol and a great way to show off one’s wealth and influence. One has to consider that, during the Edo-Period and even for a long time afterwards, Geisha and the arts they performed were seen as modern entertainment, just like we see movies, shows or pop-music today, so Geisha were very popular, famous and interesting for a lot of people. It was after WWII that people started to see Geisha as symbols of old Japan. Being the danna of a talented Geisha who would entertain oneself and one’s friends was a major status symbol.

There are two things that made westeners suspicious about this: Firstly, before WWII, pretty much all danna were male. This is a fact, because men held almost all economic power back then and were the only ones with the means to support Geisha. Westeners of that time had an extremely conservative and moralistic view of sexuality and many considered themelves to be superior to the “dirty and immoral” Japanese people, so they immediately thought that Geisha had sexual relationships with their danna and that they were bascially waiting to be “bought” by a man. (Today, a large and increasing part of Geisha’s customers are female.)

Secondly, some Geisha DID have romantic relationships with their danna. Mineko Iwasaki, Japan’s most famous Geisha of the 20th century described this very well in her book “Geisha of Gion”: “You can’t put talented, beautiful, elegant women together with rich and powerful men and expect nothing to happen. Romantic entaglements happen all the time, some leading to marriage and others to heartache.”

Of course some Geisha fell in love with their clients and vice versa. This was accepted and even encouraged in the hanamachi, as these relationships might lead to the birth of a girl who could also become a Geisha one day.

So if a customer and a Geisha had romantic interest for each other, the man, if he had the financial means, naturally would try to become the Geisha’s danna. By being her danna he could spend more time with her and support the woman he loved in her career, so this was completely logical.

However, the majority of Geisha and danna didn’t have any sexual or romantic relationship. If they did, it was based on mutual attraction for each other and was not forced in any way. Both parties could always end the relationship at any time and enter another, if they wanted to.

The fact that Geisha are very private and don’t talk a lot about their profession adds to the “suspiciousness” in the eyes of a lot of people.

In fact, Geisha are so “mysterious” because they are supposed so remain exclusive. A lot of their regular clients book them because the are so exclusive and they can be sure that nothing that happens or is said at an ozashiki ever leaves the room. If Geisha became accessible to everyone, they would lose a lot of customers.

Geisha today are torn between doing publicity-work, being more accessible and understandable to the “common” people and getting new applicants, while still keeping an aura of exclusivity.

I hope I could answer all of your questions! If you have more, feel free to ask them! Have a nice day!

anonymous asked:

Hello. You know how the transformers transform from vehicle form to humanoid form ( Sorry. That's the best way I can describe them. If there's names for it, I don't know what it is.) I love watching their transformation sequence!!! Could I request for human s/o commented' I couldn't get sick of it. It's just so cool' after they finish transforming to their humanoid form. The cons asked "What is?. They replied "You transforming." What is TFP cons + Predaking reaction to this?

I could watch them transform all day too, lovely x3

Megatron:
-He finds it amusing that you like his transformation ability so much
-He tells you that his vehicular mode is actually Cybertronian and not Earth base in case you couldn’t tell and why he chose to stay with his form, he likes that he can educate you in transformation

Starscream:
-He’s like “you and me both. Did you know there was a time I couldn’t transform? And I was on my own, mind you! It was dreadful.”
-He gladly educates you about t-cogs and transformation to further your understanding of him

Soundwave:
-He has a smiley face emoticon on his screen when you tell him
-He messages you when he’s coming back so you can come see him transform upon landing since he knows you like it so much

Knock Out:
-He smirks and sees this as an excuse to show off more often
-He actually loves his ability to transform a lot and would be devastated if he loss it, so he can see why you find it so fascinating since you are unable to do it

Breakdown:
-He’s blushy and asks if you’d like to see him do it again before he gets on with what he is doing
-He tells you the things he likes about humans that he can’t do, but don’t tell anyone

Airachnid:
-She’s flattered, “it is wonderful isn’t it?”
-She tries not to show how happy it makes her to see your face light up when she transforms in front of you

Dreadwing:
-It takes him a second to register to him why you find it so fascinating because it’s second nature to him
-He embarrassingly admits that he likes that human thing you do when you get tired, and walks away in a hurry

Shockwave:
-He tells you he is fascinated by humans too and would like to learn about your abilities :D
-Especially how much you can actually stand since you’re so much more fragile than Cybertronians D:

Predaking:
-He laughs cheerfully and scoops you up twirling you, he loves being praised
-He makes sure you’re watching when he transforms, and sometimes you catch him smirking about it

anonymous asked:

It makes me very sad that they intended to bring Tara back in S7 but couldn't because her actress wouldn't come back :( which is also why I don't get why they don't bring her back in the comics. Whedon said he wanted to bring her back in the show (a year after her death) so... Since the comics don't require the actress, why haven't they done it?

Amber Benson did refuse to come back in Season 7, as a First Evil manifestation in Conversations with Dead People (“I just think bringing her back and making her a bad guy was not quite right for me, but I know there’s a way to do it that would be beneficial to the fans.”). Then Joss Whedon said he intended to bring Tara actually back in an episode exactly one year after Seeing Red, in which Buffy would be granted one wish and reverse Tara’s death – ironically, in this same panel he mentioned he’d soon be filming the now canceled project Ripper. Here’s a good interview with Amber about the case:

“You had people who posted on the Internet saying, ‘Thank God, Tara’s dead!” Benson recalls, “but then this plethora of people going, ‘Oh. My. God. I’m never watching that show again!” Apparently, they meant it. Buffy’s ratings dropped an average of 15 percent following Tara’s demise. “Really?” Benson responds in surprise when I mentioned it. Whedon eventually washed his hands of the controversy by claiming he “didn’t care” about social issues, but it wasn’t so simple for Benson. “[Joss] wasn’t Tara,” she explains. “He didn’t walk in her shoes.” […]

Does she believes killing Tara was a mistake? “What I feel and what they chose are not the same thing, but… I wish they hadn’t killed her,“ she says. Benson was asked to return as Tara – actually, as an evil version of Tara – in Buffy’s seventh and final season. […] “There were a lot of other reasons [I didn’t go back], but one was that I didn’t want [Tara] to go bad,” she says. “As an actor, of course, it appeals to me to play kind of evil and bitchy and sexy, but, as a human being who gets letters that say, ‘I didn’t kill myself because of what you and Alyson did,’ that part of me goes, ‘You’re not just an actor anymore; you’re making a social commentary now, baby. You’ve got to be responsible.’ And I couldn’t be responsible coming back, because as an actor you have no control.”

And what about Joss Whedon’s accusation over the summer that he had always planned a glorious, romantic reunion for Tara and Willow but Benson played the spoiler? You can almost hear her wince over the phone. “Yeah, that’s been bandied about in the press a lot,” she sighs. “You know, sometimes people tell you one thing in this world, and then things don’t turn out the way you’re told,” she says. “Who knows what Joss had 100 percent planned in his mind? I’m not psychic. I just didn’t want anyone else hurt after everything that had happened. When a character has that kind of social impact, you just don’t have the right to do anything else to her. I know Joss had good intentions, but for me, personally and professionally, it wasn’t the right decision. Besides,” she says, “I was super busy. I’d moved on from Buffy.”

So the question is: why did they kill Tara in the first place? Was she ever a priority? Why this attitude of playing like everything was meticulously planned? Would her return in other circumstances confirm it as a mistake? Why this current repetitive effort in explaining it would be unfair to bring her back, instead of trying to create a story in which it wouldn’t? Why didn’t Willow have a lasting and developing relationship ever again? Why do some characters simply go away, others are killed, and some are resurrected? Why Buffy doing the bare minimum for women and LGBT representation guarantees the series to be always remembered as a good women/LGBT show? Why do tropes like bury your gays, queerbaiting, and women in refrigerators are still a thing?

I think you know the answer.

Teen Wolf Imagine- The Worst Day Ever

Today was defiantly not your day. You woke up, strangely without your boyfriend lying next to you. You sat up to see the alarm clock, shit you were an hour late for school. There was a note on the bedside table, you read it and couldn’t help but scoff, ‘Your lazy ass wouldn’t wake up, if you’re late there’s a fake doctors note on the kitchen table, love Isaac x’ You jumped out of bed and brushed your teeth. It wasn’t long until you realised you left your bag of clean clothes along with your hairbrush at home. Just great, you pulled out one of Isaac’s flannel shirts that he doesn’t wear, rather than going with the alternative of a V-neck and cardigan. You quickly pulled on a pair of black leggings you left in his wardrobe and a pair of white converse. You barley had enough time to comb your hair with Isaac’s old one, your hair wasn’t too bad but it wasn’t particularly good. You grabbed your purse, not worrying about breakfast. Which was a stupid idea because you not only had to walk all the way to school on an empty stomach but you also forgot to get the note, earning you an hour detention on Friday. You had a strong feeling that the rest of the day wouldn’t have much else to offer.

You got there, with 45 minutes left of your second period. You strolled in coaches room, ignoring his sarcastic comment on how it was a miracle for you to be alive, you were too busy glaring at Scott and Stiles’ faces and how they were trying not to laugh from behind their hands. Conveniently, today was the only day you had lessons that all had at least one pack member in. This was clearly going to be the joke of the day between you all. “Y/L/N, you’re so profoundly late I have no idea why you bothered showing up. Now I have to explain everything all over again so I don’t have to listen to you ask questions for the next god knows how long” Coach lectured. “As much as I enjoy our little chats, I’ll take a rain check. I’m sure my dearest friends here can fill me in while you return to that water over there, which is clearly vodka” you gave a sarcastic smile, which he returned. As much as he pretended, he loved being out sassed by you every lesson. “You’ve got quite the get up there” Stiles laughed, referring to the oversized top and look of destain you had going on. “Clearly you’d know a good flannel when you see it” you replied, not meaning for him to take it as a compliment, which he did. “I’m sorry about leaving you asleep but me and Isaac as a joint supernatural force couldn't move you from that bed” Scott said, still containing a laugh. “My dearest cousin Scott, how I would love to kick your ass right now” you claimed. “How I am sure you would” he smiled, handing you the notes on the assignment. “Y/N, I can hear your sarcasm from here and its making my brain hurt” Coach whined from his desk. “That’ll be the hangover sir” you retort. But before he could say anything back he was distracted by Greenburg and his audacity to click his pen more than twice in a minute. The bell finally went off, you began to pack your things away but coach had an announcement first, “Hang on you bunch of delinquents, anyone who has their free period straight after break has to take a mandatory cooking class. I would tell you why but I wont because I stopped listening during staff debriefing this morning-” he began to ramble. “Great that’s me” you huffed. “Same” Stiles voiced. You definitely were not looking forward to that.

Break was the perfect time for you to kill your boyfriend and to discuss your weekend plans with Lydia and Allison. “Heyy guys” Stiles beamed as you met up with the other half of the pack. You sat opposite Isaac, he was clearly trying to avoid your death stare. “Y/N, what the hell happened to you?” Lydia asked in pure shock. “You don’t even want to know” you said, shaking your head. “At least you look hot in my shirt” Isaac complimented, glancing timidly at you. “Don't” you said, through gritted teeth. “Technically it’s not his fault, you’re the one that didn’t wake up” Allison tried to help. “Well he’s the one that kept me up all night” you remarked. It took them a second, before Scott and Stiles pulled a disgusted face and the girls an approving one. “It was worth it” Isaac smirked, causing you to kick him under the table. “Dude that’s my cousin” Scott said, now also glaring at him. “Anyway, did you hear about the whole cooking thing” Lydia sighed. “Yeah, we have it next” Stiles said, gesturing between you and him. “Thank god, at least I wont be with random idiots incapable of cooking” Lydia said in relief.

“You two are a pair of idiots, incapable of cooking” Lydia said in clear frustration. “I think it’s going pretty well” Stiles said proudly. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it” you agreed. You took a step back to realise the utter mess you two made, who knew making dessert could be so hard without a recipe. “I’ll re-make this, just start melting the chocolate” Lydia said, trying to keep herself calm. You and Stiles both fumbled for the large chocolate bar, taking a piece each before she noticed. You reached over and picked up the first pan you saw in the cupboard, not knowing what the different ones were for. You both broke the pieces up and put them in the pan, you left Stiles to work out the right temperature on the stove. You turned around for second, until you heard Stiles erupt into laughter. “What?” you asked sharply. “ You’ve got two handprints on your bum” he said between laughs. Great you must of got flour on your leggings when you pulled them up earlier. “Is it coming off?” you asked, brushing it. Normally you’d be offended if a guy looked at your bum, but it was Stiles he was practically your brother. “Sure” he lied. “Shit Stiles, the pan’s overflowing!” you shouted, as you both stumbled over to it. This drew Lydia’s attention back over to you both, “You used an egg pan to melt chocolate?” she asked, also shouting. This group cooking project wasn’t going too well. You dipped your finger in the over spilled chocolate, it was a good idea to have a cheeky finger lick in all the commotion. That was until you realised it was scorching hot and you burned your finger. You ran over to the tap, putting your finger under it. “Y/N, you’ll heal in like 4 seconds, come here and help” Stiles demanded, while Lydia wiped the flour from her hands quickly with a tea towel. The scent of burning filled the room, along with the sound of you three shouting at each other. By now you had racked up an audience of bewildered students. “Stiles turn the heat off” you exclaimed, as Lydia wafted away the smoke before the fire alarm went off. Stiles, forgot which way to turn the dial. Resulting in him turning it up and a flame blazing up for a second. Eventually it all died down and the three of you slid down onto the floor. “Well on the bright side, no one got hurt” you said slowly. “Erm guys” Stiles squeaked. You and Lydia turned to look at him and instantly covered your mouths. “Notice anything different?” he asked, gesturing to the empty space above his left eye. The two of you couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh, you were laughing so hard you had to wipe the tears from your eyes. “Half of my eyebrow has been singed off!!” Stiles raised his voice, causing you to laugh even more. “Do the three of you care to explain?” the teacher demanded, rather than asked. “Ermm…no…?” you winced.

The three of you were let out of the principals office just in time for lunch. You’d been let off pretty lightly considering the collateral damage you caused. The only difference was that you had a double detention on Friday instead. You joined your friends on your lunch table, this time Isaac had saved a seat next to him. You sat down and he kissed your cheek, making your blush slightly. “Why aren’t you three eating? And why are you holding your eyebrow?” Scott asked. “You don’t want to know” Lydia said this time, shaking her head. “How’s Boyd holding up, after, you know…” you asked, after noticing he wasn’t at school again. “He’s hurting, but don’t worry about it, he’ll be okay” Isaac said, squeezing your hand. “Derek’s coming tonight, isn’t he?” Allison asked. Scott simply nod his head to confirm, while taking a bite out of his sandwich. “ Seriously, why are you holding your eyebrow?” Isaac asked intrigued. “He burnt it off” Lydia said bluntly. “You have to show us” Allison said excitedly. Stiles grumbled before moving his hand slowly, causing you all this time to burst out laughing. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even more like a spaz” Isaac claimed. “Well, I think you look smoakin Stiles” Allison grinned. “I know, he’s too hot to handle” Scott added. Lydia was trying so hard to hide her smile, because she was still pretending to be mad. “Cut him some slack, there’s no need to, roast” you said, purposely cringey. “ You guys make me sick” he seethed. You all smiled sarcastically. Isaac fed you a grape and kissed you, before you all went to your final two periods.

When you made it to the last lesson of the day, you were physically and emotionally drained. Werewolf or not, you weren’t prepared for todays antics. You had English class, with Scott, Isaac, Allison and of course the twins. They were on wined up duty, even after the chaotic day you’d all already had. They’d took apart their bikes and were purposely teasing them, which included Isaac getting his own back, getting Aiden suspended. However, while you were all standing outside of the classroom you luckily bumped into your gym teacher who was just walking by. “Y/N, glad I caught you” she said casually, even though you were hiding behind Isaac and she never normally walks to the top floor. You huffed and trudged over to her with your friends childishly sniggering, you turned around to tell them to cut it out, all you got was a kiss blown at you by Isaac . “You skipped another one of my lessons, that is the third time so I’m going to issue you a detention” she said falsely. Three in a day, it couldn’t get any worse. “When is it?” you asked with an eye roll. “This Friday” she answered. “I already have two that day”  you groaned. “Well now you have three” she retort, clicking her pen and walking away with her clipboard of names in check. Yes, it could get worse.

“Stiles, Shut up!” you shouted. He had been annoying you all day. “Could you just ask her please” he plead. “No, and even if I did ask her, she would say no!” you were becoming impatient with him. He had been asking you all day about Lydia, he wanted you to ask if she wanted to go on a date with him, even though she was occupied by Aiden. “Ask her yourself!” you huffed. Luckily you lived opposite ways to him so you could avoid him on the walk home. You were about a block away from your house when you heard someone honking behind you. “You’re fucking kidding me“ you turned around to see Stiles in his jeep. Maybe if you ignored him he would go away, you turned around and began walking. He started to drive beside you. "Y/N!” he started shouting out of his car window. Just then Allison caught up with you. “Why is Stiles so desperate to talk to you?” she asked laughing. She looked at you before realising your eyes had turned gold. “Stiles, Stop, her eyes” she shouted while making sure no one was around. Stiles seemed to ignore her warning and proceeded to aggravate you. “Stiles an out of control werewolf is pretty terrifying, for you anyway” Allison exclaimed. “Right” Stiles said awkwardly, he stopped the car in the middle of the empty road and rushed out. “Just calm down” Allison said anxiously. “Take deep breaths” Stiles said, trying to help. You were breathing heavily and your eyes turned back to their original colour. There was a moment of silence and relief. “Soo… is asking Lydia a definite no or…” Stiles asked. You let out a low growl, as a final warning. He held his hands up to surrender. “Are we still on for the pack pizza party later?” he asked, mainly to break the tension. “Ill be there at seven, eat all of the pizza again before I get there Stiles and I’ll break your arm” you retort, continuing to walk home. “Love you too” he shouted to you. You shook your head smiling, flipping him off from over your shoulder. As much as you hated him, you loved that hyperactive goofball.

You decided to have the get together in Lydia’s house, rather than at Derek’s loft or at yours and Scott’s. You arrived later on because you had to finish your math homework for tomorrow anyway. When you got there, Stiles did actually leave you some pizza for once, your bad luck must of ended, or because you were going to kill him earlier. You sat next to Isaac and he put his arm around you, pulling you into his chest. “Do you want to go back to Scott’s after the film? The others are staying here tonight” he said. “I just need my bed” you answered. He nod and you all got settled for the film. Due to Derek being the guest of honour he got to choose the film, as usual he picked an old action movie that sent most of you to sleep within half an hour, including himself. You forced yourself to stay awake so you could get home in time to have a shower. But as soon as you got back you flopped onto your bed, you couldn’t be bothered to shower, there was always the morning. You did brush your teeth and get changed first though. Isaac was about to turn your bedroom light off when he glanced over to your desk. “Y/N” he said softly. “What?” you asked, waiting to cuddle him. “You’ve erm, you’ve done all the wrong math questions” he said, trying not to laugh. “I. Hate. My. Life.” you whined slowly. This was the worst day you’ve ever had.

I know this was quite long, but I hope you enjoyed if you made it to the end. Requests are open x

  • Draco: You look like you could use a cocktail.
  • Hermione: You're too late. [Draco laughs] Wow.
  • Draco: What?
  • Hermione: That's the first true laugh I've gotten from you in a while.
  • Draco: Listen, Granger-
  • Hermione: No, me first. Ron's waiting for me to give him an answer.
  • Draco: I heard.
  • Hermione: But you wanna know what's stopping me? I can't answer his question while I'm waiting for you to answer mine. The one I asked you forever ago. What are we, Draco?
  • Draco: Hermione...
  • Hermione: Last fall you said we couldn't be together, and I believed you. But every time I try to move on, you're right there. Acting like-
  • Draco: Acting like what?
  • Hermione: Like... maybe you want just want me to be as unhappy as you are.
  • Draco: I would never wish that on anyone. I want you to be happy.
  • Hermione: Then look down deep, into the soul I know you pretend you don't have. Tell me if what you feel for me is real or if it's just a game. If it's real, we'll figure it out, all of us. But if it's not, then please Draco, just let me go... [Wipes away a tear]
  • Draco: [Looks at Hermione and considers this as Harry walks in the door and overhears] It's just a game. I hate to lose. You're free to go.
  • Hermione: [Teary-eyed] Thank you... [Leaves]
  • Harry: [Goes up to Draco] Malfoy why did you just do that?
  • Draco: Because I love her, and I can't make her happy...
Good Omens Sentence Starters
  • "Don't think of it as dying, think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush."
  • “The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.”
  • “All tapes left in a car for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Best of Queen albums.”
  • “You don't have to test everything to destruction just to see if you made it right.”
  • "What he did was put the fear of God into them."
  • "Heaven has no taste, and not one single sushi restaurant."
  • “People couldn't become truly holy, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.”
  • “Hell may have all the best composers, but heaven has all the best choreographers.”
  • “If you sit down and think about it sensibly, you come up with some very funny ideas."
  • "I mean, maybe you just want to see how it all turns out."
  • "Maybe it's all part of a great big ineffable plan. All of it. You, me, him, everything."
  • "You start thinking: it can't be a great cosmic game of chess, it has to be just very complicated Solitaire.”
  • “It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.”
  • “Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft are written by men.”
  • “Why are we talking about this good and evil? They're just names for sides. We know that.”
  • “Loyalty was a great thing, but no lieutenants should be forced to choose between their leader and a circus with elephants."
  • “I feel like I am involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a dealer who won't tell me the rules, and who smiles all the time.”
  • “If you stopped tellin' people it's all sorted out after they're dead, they might try sorting it all out while they're alive.”
  • “But that's how it goes; you think you're on top of the world, and suddenly they spring Armageddon on you.”
  • “Overexcited? No! I'm getting very calmly worried that someone might shoot me!"
  • “Do Unto Others Before They Do Unto You. Kill or Be Killed. Either Shit or Get Out of the Kitchen. Survival of the Fittest. Make My Day.”
  • “It was nice to think that mankind made a distinction between blowing their planet to bits by accident and doing it by design.”
  • "I had it here only a moment ago, I must have put it down some where, forget my own head next."
  • me: louis is so iconic.
  • someone: wait, what? we weren't even talking about --
  • me: i mean, even after being put in a band he still didn't have many opportunities to shine. his mic was turned down/off, he wasn't given hardly any solos on Up All Night OR Take Me Home, which were his bands /first two albums/. let that sink in!!!! and if he let that discourage him, he didn't let it keep him down, which is inspirational enough on it's own. but not only that, he's used every negative experience in his life as a stepping stone to become better and better (especially career-wise).
  • someone: how did you put the parentheses in a spoken conversation?
  • me: people said he couldn't be a solo artist because his voice was "weak" but Just Hold On depicts exactly the opposite; JHO is full of range and really emphasizes the vocal power i've always known he's possessed. you asked about his songwriting?
  • someone: no i didn't but
  • me: don't even get me started on his songwriting. louis is one of those people who writes to tell a story. he takes the listener from Point A to Point B; within three minutes and thirty seconds, he manages to weave songs of high points&low points, good&bad, and most of all, an overarching theme of hope. he sings of love in a way that sounds attainable for anyone, and maybe it is. louis's songwriting sounds like memories being made and summer days and
  • someone: are you crying? again? i'm pretty sure this has happened before
  • me, choking down my tears: no i'm not crying shut up i'm not finished... bc i mean. not only is louis Doing That(TM) in all of these other areas (and slaying, i might add), he's still so lovely and sweet. he's humble and thankful for everything he has and for all the people who have helped get him this far. i mean, i have never seen someone so appreciative of their fans. he doesn't have to support our fan projects but he does because he /cares/. he loves us even though he doesn't know us and what's important is that he knows how to make us feel loved
  • someone: *sigh*
  • me, crying openly: i wonder if he realizes just how much he's adored and how much people admire him. because for the past six years, he's had struggle after struggle thrown at him and he's faced it all with such dignity and grace. even if he's had bad moments and sad moments, he still manages to laugh and make other people laugh and i admire him so much.
  • someone: are you done
  • me: i'm never done talking about louis but for now, yes pls put on up all night and cry with me. we're on 1d discography lockdown lets go
the 100 ways to say 'i love you' teen wolf edition
  • 1. "A key to your house, already?"
  • 2. "I am the one keeping you alive, okay?"
  • 3. "If you die, I will literally go out of my freaking mind."
  • 4. "She is my best friend."
  • 5. "Not all monsters do monstrous things."
  • 6. "You electrified the windows?"
  • 7. "You are the hottest girl."
  • 8. "I would never leave without you."
  • 9. "Dance with me, dumbass."
  • 10. "You can do it."
  • 11. "Am I going to regret this?"
  • 12. "When I kissed you, you held your breath."
  • 13. "You remembered my name."
  • 14. "You are the hot girl."
  • 15. "You were just trying to kiss me."
  • 16. "After everything we've been through, I believe you."
  • 17. "Because I trust you."
  • 18. "I need you."
  • 19. "I knew you liked me."
  • 20. "You are coming back, right?"
  • 21. "I'd like to help you figure it out."
  • 22. "I think you look beautiful."
  • 23. "What do you want me to do?"
  • 24. "You are showing me plenty right now."
  • 25. "It's progress."
  • 26. "I heard you almost got killed."
  • 27. "Why is your heart beating so fast?"
  • 28. "Stay behind me and stay quiet."
  • 29. "Did you find her?"
  • 30. "I don't want you to sleep in the chair."
  • 31. "It didn't matter to me."
  • 32. "I don't want you to be normal, I want you to be alive."
  • 33. "Wait here."
  • 34. "You did not just say that."
  • 35. "Do the right-side brakes on your dad's SUV squeak a little bit?"
  • 36. "She stays."
  • 37. "Stay behind me and stay quiet."
  • 38. "Just tell me how to fix this, alright?"
  • 39. "I will come with you."
  • 40. "Is she okay?"
  • 41. "Just focus on the sound of my voice, alright?"
  • 42. "If you got something else in mind, I am okay with that too."
  • 43. "I am not going anywhere."
  • 44. "Part of you is doing something."
  • 45. "Trust me, I do plenty of sucking just for his benefit."
  • 46. "You're not nervous, are you?"
  • 47. "There's no such thing as fate."
  • 48. "I think you mean..."
  • 49. "Be the Alpha."
  • 50. "Are we still milking that?"
  • 51. "What did you tell her?"
  • 52. "Why do you want to know?"
  • 53. "You wanna play Catwoman, I'll be your Batman."
  • 54. "Can you get me out of here before I drown?"
  • 55. "I won't judge, I promise."
  • 56. "They tip toe."
  • 57. "You know, I put those pants on you."
  • 58. "He can't be dead."
  • 59. "So is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?"
  • 60. "Close your eyes."
  • 61. "You want to leave so we can figure it out?"
  • 62. "I'll be your Yoda."
  • 63. "What's this look on your face?"
  • 64. "You're the one who always figures it out."
  • 65. "Can't you trust me just this once?"
  • 66. "You're getting an idea, aren't you?"
  • 67. "What were you thinking going after them?"
  • 68. "I can see it on your face."
  • 69. "I am frustrated."
  • 70. "That's because it doesn't hurt."
  • 71. "Don't be such a sour wolf."
  • 72. "We need help."
  • 73. "I can take care of myself."
  • 74. "Do you still?"
  • 75. "I figured you shouldn't be alone."
  • 76. "I couldn't let that be the last memory you had of her."
  • 77. "Why'd you help me?"
  • 78. "She still is."
  • 79. "Not all of us are."
  • 80. "I wanna paint your body."
  • 81. "I think you could definitely take him."
  • 82. "So what are you gonna do?"
  • 83. "I did ask her out once."
  • 84. "If anything happens, find me."
  • 85. "I am not watching The Notebook again."
  • 86. "We are not leaving without her."
  • 87. "What am I, a nun?"
  • 88. "I am just looking at your eyes."
  • 89. "I really hope you are."
  • 90. "I love your smile."
  • 91. "I only had one friend and she's dead too."
  • 92. "Look at me."
  • 93. "Good thing I had my period last week then."
  • 94. "I hate you."
  • 95. "Who are you?"
  • 96. "I am not leaving, okay?"
  • 97. "You are my brother."
  • 98. "I am here to save my best friend."
  • 99. "Why did you do that?"
  • and...
  • 100. "Because I love you."
BTS Reaction: Their S/O has to go to a specialist doctor because she's been in pain and she's scared about it.
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  • Kim Seokjin/Jin:
  • At first he'd think you're just tired and having a random pain, nothing special. It changed when you told you him you'd been in pain for quite some time now and needed to go to a doctor.
  • Jin: Why didn't you tell me? I could've taken care of you.
  • You: I didn't want to worry you, you're busy-
  • Jin: and you think you're health isn't important?
  • Jin: Let me take care of you when you need it. I love you, what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn't take care of you?
  • Jin: Let's set up an appointment with the doctor and see what's going on. Whatever happens I'll always take care of you, princess. –He hugs you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and his chin atop of your head–
  • Suga/Min Yoongi:
  • He noticed you'd been in pain for a bit but decided you'd be okay the next day or something but when he saw it wasn't he asked you if you were okay or if you needed a doctor.
  • You: I'm scared, what if I'm not okay? It's been like this for so long and I'm worried I'll be very sick.
  • Yoongi: You don't know anything right now, Y/n. Calm down. Wait till we hear a doctor alright?
  • You: I can't. It's..
  • Yoongi: Baby, Just breathe. Everything will be okay whether you're sick or not. I'll be there, I'll be there to help you and support you.
  • You: Thank you so much, What would I do without you?
  • Yoongi: Panic. -He smiles a little and wraps one arm around your shoulders-
  • J-Hope/Jung Hoseok:
  • He'd be extremely, overly worried about your health. He'd cut off any doubt you had about being okay because he couldn't handle the fact of you may be extremely sick.
  • You: Hoseok, please listen. We have to consider what could be wrong with me.
  • Hobi: No, I refuse. I refuse to listen.
  • You: You're so childish.
  • Hobi: I am. I will be. I want to hear it from the doctor if you're well or not, okay? Understand that I can't handle knowing that you might seriously be unhealthy when I want to believe that you'll be just fine. Just fine.
  • You: Hobi.. I'm so sorry.
  • Hobi: I'm sorry too. Let's not talk about this. Let's watch Disney, sound fine kitten?
  • Hobi: Maybe it'll make you relax and forget some of this for a little.
  • Hobi: I hope you know I want the best for you. I love you and you'll be okay. You'll be fine, it'll just be something small. Believe that.
  • Rap Monster/Kim Namjoon:
  • You guys told eachother everything. There was hardly any secrets between you guys. So you told him what was going on and he listened carefully.
  • RM: First thing I want you to know is don't be scared. We don't know anything about what's happening and we can't just make assumptions.
  • You: But there's so many what ifs..
  • RM: Stop, those are the reason you get scared. They are just what ifs.
  • You: There could be something actually wrong with me.
  • RM: You don't know that nor do I. First let's get this checked out. You might just be in pain and need medicine simple as that. You might be extremely sick and need more care but you'll get better and we'll work together.
  • You: and if I'm not able to get better?
  • RM: Stop it, Y/n. We. Don't. Know. Yet. And I hope that's not the case. Let's look at this situation neutrally. Alright?
  • You: Alright?
  • RM: Don't be too scared. I'll be there with you, honey.
  • Park Jimin:
  • Once he knows he'd be making sure to talk to you, to ask you how you are and wait till your doctors appointment.
  • You: Do you think there's something wrong with me?
  • Jimin: No
  • You: Are you sure?
  • Jimin: Yes
  • You: I could be-
  • Jimin: Y/n stop. Please just be quiet, stop thinking these things. You'll be fine. You have to be fine.
  • You: Are you okay?
  • Jimin: I'm afraid. I don't want you to.. I don't want to lose you like this. I want to do so many things with you and I don't want our time shortened. So please, please stop.
  • You: I'm sorry.
  • Jimin: I know you're scared too. Just express your fear differently. I'll comfort you however I can, gorgeous.
  • V/Kim Taehyung:
  • As he figures out this information he takes care of you every second he can. Super worried but tries not to show it because he wants you to feel safe.
  • You: Taehyung calm down. You don't have to do all this for me.
  • Tae: Aren't you in pain?
  • You: Yes but I feel like you need rest too.
  • Tae: No, I don't. I want to take care of you so let me. Until that appointment comes I'm caring for you.
  • You: What do you think is wrong with me?
  • Tae: I hope there's nothing wrong. I want you to be healthy.
  • You: and if I'm not healthy?
  • Tae: I'll still love and care for you, beautiful. But I believe you'll be fine. You will be okay, nothing will be wrong, and we'll be happy as always.
  • You: Come cuddle with me.
  • Tae: -He gladly agrees and you guys stay in a blanket cuddling and him caring for you hoping you'll be alright-
  • Jeon Jungkook:
  • He'd listen seriously to your explanation, that you have been in pain for awhile now and need a doctors appointment. You even told him how you were scared of what was going to happen.
  • JK: We really don't know anything until we go to that appointment. Let's not worry too much until we have information.
  • You: Are you sure?
  • JK: Yes, I'll care for you until then. You'll be just fine Y/n. I'll kiss it better.
  • You: You're so cheesy.
  • JK: Did I make you smile though? You'll have the golden maknae power to heal you and give you luck.
  • You: You're so cute.
  • JK: I'm not you are. You're an adorable Y/n who will be okay. You will be safe and healthy with me, alright doll?
Richard Siken Quote Starters
  • I woke up in the morning and I didn't want anything, didn't do anything, couldn't do it anyway.
  • I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater. I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.
  • Vanity makes you say things like "I deserved a better life than this."
  • I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.
  • Your world doesn't make sense.
  • Someone once told me that explaining is an admission of failure. I'm sure you remember, I was on the phone with you, sweetheart.
  • A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he's still left with his hands.
  • I've been in your body and it was a carnival ride.
  • Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again.
  • Love always wakes the dragon and suddenly, flames everywhere.
  • You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you, but he loves you.
  • Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you?
  • To them he is a mirror, but to you he is a room.
  • You want a better story. Who wouldn't?
  • Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
  • If you love me, Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand.
  • He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.
  • I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good.
  • Fairy tales have rules. You are a princess or you aren't.
  • You wanted to think of yourself as someone who did these kinds of things. You wanted to be in love and he happened to get in the way.
  • We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven.
  • If this isn't a kingdom then I don't know what is.
  • Your body told me in a dream it's never been afraid of anything.
  • You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.
  • Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.
  • Everyone needs a place. It shouldn't be inside of someone else.
  • I'm sorry I came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined.
  • Everyone could see the way his muscles worked, the way we look like animals, his skin barely keeping him inside.
  • I'm pulling you out of the burning buildings and you say "I'll give you anything" but you never come through.
  • Dear Forgiveness, I saved a plate for you. Quit milling around the yard and come inside.
  • You wanted happiness, I can't blame you for that.
  • I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me and I have to search my body for scars.
  • Oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.
  • I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.
  • He had green eyes, so I wanted to sleep with him. Green eyes flecked with yellow, dried leaves on the surface of a pool. You could drown in those eyes, I said.
  • Damn if there isn't anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.
  • The entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell. Unfortunately, we don't have that kind of time.
  • You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.
  • You're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist.
  • Moonlight making crosses on your body, and me putting my mouth on every one.
  • I wouldn't kill your pony. I'd like to believe it, anyway.
  • Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don't, they'll die.
  • You're a train and I'm a train station and when I try to guess your trajectory I end up telling my own story.
  • The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I'm alive.
  • I'm just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future.
  • I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.
  • Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
  • You looked at me long enough to see something mysterious under all the gruff and bluster. Thanks.
  • In the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness.
  • You just wanted to prove there was one safe place, just one safe place where you could love him. You have not found that place yet.
  • This is not harmless. You are not breathing.
  • Lesson number one -- be sneaky and have a plan.
  • I know history. There are many names in history but none of them are ours.
  • You know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn't do, because you are weak and hollow and it doesn't matter anymore.
  • Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
  • Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.
  • When someone is trying to ditch you, kill you, never go back.
  • All wars are the same war.
  • We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
  • I'm not suggesting the world is good, that life is easy, or that any of us are entitled to better.
  • I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving.
  • Okay, so I'm the dragon. Big deal. You still get to be the hero.
  • Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It's like a religion. It's terrifying.
  • You take her out into the rain and you fall in love with her and she leaves you and you're desolate.
  • Sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
  • Someone is digging your grave right now.
  • There's a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly.
  • Your co-workers ask if everything's okay and you tell them you're just tired.
  • Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.
  • At this point in the story so many things have gone wrong, so many bad decisions made, that it's a wonder anyone would want to continue reading.
  • Eventually something you love is going to be taken away.
  • I wanted to hurt you but the victory is that I could not stomach it.
  • Tell me we're dead and I'll love you even more.
  • I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
  • I am sad and angry and I want everyone to be alive again.
KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR PT.1
  • <p> <b></b> Michael POV<p/><b></b> "Man I didn't even really wanna go to prom, it was just a bunch of overly horny niggas and bitches that spent hundreds if not thousands of dollars on one night that would be over before it began" I said as me and my bestfriend Metri sat at the food court in the mall. "Bitch shut the fuck up you know you wanna go, you just mad cause you don't have a date yet, and you extra salty cause Darrien ain't ask you yet" he laughed as he took a bite of his chick-fil-a sandwhich. He was right though I actually did wanna go but I only wanted to go with one person and that was him, waiting on him to ask me to prom was like waiting in line for new Jordan's to drop it takes forever. "Yeah whatever Bitch, he ain't gonna ask me so Im just over it, it's only a week an a half left till prom and I don't have a tux or limo shit I'm mad as hell I brought that $100 ticket" I said actually becoming mad a little. " Calm down Mike, you'll get asked and if you don't you can come with me and Travis" he replied trying to cherler me up. "GREAT!!, so I can be a third wheel, na I'll pass" I retorted honestly. We finished our meal and did a little more shopping as we were leaving I seen darrien and some other boy walking on I quickly grabbed metri and duck behind this big ass flower pot outside the mall. "BITCH, I'll smack the shit outta you bout to give me whip flash better be glad me and Jesus ace boon coons in this new year don't do that shit no more" he said but I ignored everything he said and said " Look, there go Darrien and some other boy going in the mall, do you know him?" I asked because my Bitch been around the block and up the street a few times. " Yeah that's Evan he got a big dick, Mmm.. A really big-". " Michael?" Someone asked from behind me and from the voice I knew exactly who it was. " He-hey Darrien funny running into you here haha" I say nervously beings I was just caught hiding behind a flower pot at 3 in the afternoon. " What you doing behind this flower pot, hey Metri" he said as he hugged us both. "Well I was-we were- he needed" I couldn't speak at all so like a true bestfriend my bitch quickly said " We were here looking at tuxs for prom, how about you guys and hey Evan!" He said as he gave Evan that look that make ya mom uncomfortable cause she no her son getting dicked down right. "Wassup Metri, still looking sexy as ever, you a stranger thou shawty, I see ya new nigga got you in lock huh?" Evan replied licking his lips and I'll admit I got alil turned on. "please don't get him started on niggas" I said as I pulled darriens so we could talk away from those two knuckle heads.<p/><b></b> Darrien POV<p/><b></b> I'll admit it Michael was looking so fine right now he had his hair I'm braids that led to a man bun and his ass was sitting right, I spotted him and Metri walking out the mall as soon as we got close to the steps o seen him duck down behind that flower pot and all that. "So why was you hiding again?" I asked him because I wanted a answer. " ok truth is I seen you and Evan and I didn't know him so I thought-" before he could finish I said " I was cheating, Oh okay, nah shawty I'm not going no where". " So if that's true why haven't you asked me to prom yet Darrien we only have a week basically to get his shit together, is cause I'm a boy and your parents don't know" he said and I could see the hurt in his eyes. " Come on man! Don't start with that, look I love you and I always will but I'm just not ready for my parents to know yet" I honestly said.<p/><b></b> Me and Michael been messing around since sophomore year and we are now seniors, I came out at school for him cause I really do love him I just haven't told my parents yet.<p/><b></b> "Don't do what! D, explain to the guy I love that I wanna be with him whole heartily I fucking love ya bigheaded ass and I just wanna spend this night with you" he said as tears rolled down his face. Before I could reply he grabbed Metri and left me standing there. "damn, bro you fucked up this time huh?" Evan said walking over as we watched them leave. " Man shut up nigga, I didn't do shit, he wanna go to prom with me but I haven't told my parents about us yet, don't get me wrong I love his ass a lot but I'm not ready yet man, what you think?" I asked him cause he was my boy and he keep it 100 with me. " I think that you should take his ass to prom, tell ya parents and move on if that accept you great if they don't go to college with ya man and start a new life my nigga, for to long we love for others because what they might think or feel bit what about us?" He said as we entered Zumiez " Since when did you become Mr. Knowitall" I said mushing his head. " Since I came out 2 months ago and my mom accept me but you know pops ain't wit it but he cool" he replied which made me think about my next move and how I was gonna tell my parents that there only child was gay and wanted to go to prom with a boy!! Damn.<p/><b></b> If you like this first little snippet of my new tumble story "Knight in shining armor" please please please #reblog and comment lemme know wassup I'll beposting updates every Wednesday and the chapters will be much longer this is just a tease!!<p/></p>
Weekly Update.
  • Sherlock: *Paces around the room.* Molly, my parents are coming over to the flat today.
  • Molly: *Looks up from book.* I'll get out of your hair. I am sure I can find something to do at the morgue.
  • Sherlock: No, I didn't want you to leave. I think it is time you met my parents.
  • Molly: What for. We haven't even gone on our first date yet. I can meet them after we know how it goes.
  • Sherlock: I know that the date will be spectacular. Will you just meet them?
  • Molly: Fine. But I must get dresses before they come. I will go home and get dressed in something more presentable. You better clean up this mess before they come.
  • Sherlock: I am on it. They will be here in two hours, so please hurry. I want you here when they come. *Gets up.*
  • Molly: I will. *Gets up, grabs coat and heads home to shower.*
  • AN HOUR PASSED
  • Molly: I am sorry I took so long. *Walks through door, hanging up coat.*
  • Sherlock: It is fine. I had time to clean. *Walks out of kitchen.*
  • Molly: I never thought this place could look so clean. *Looks around.*
  • Sherlock: I had help.
  • Molly: From who?
  • John: Hello Molly. I must be the help he is talking about, even though I did it all.
  • Molly: Somehow I knew you couldn't do it all on your own.
  • Sherlock: I would take offence to that, but I have to get ready.
  • Molly: Aren't you ready?
  • Sherlock: It's my parents. I must be extra clean for them.
  • Molly: I feel under dressed know.
  • Sherlock: You look amazing. *Kisses her on the cheek.* John you should go home now. Your babysitter is charging more than they should. *Walks out of the room.*
  • Molly: Thanks again for helping with the flat. It looks great.
  • John: Thank you. I really must be going though. *Grabs coat and heads out.*
  • Sherlock: *Walks out with wet hair.* Can you help me with my tie? It looks better when others do it for me.
  • Molly: Yeah sure. *Stands up, and walks to him.* I think you do your ties nicely.
  • Sherlock: Thanks, but my mother always fixes it.
  • Molly: She might fix this one too. *Finishes tying it.* How's it look?
  • Sherlock: Looks amazing... Thank you.
  • Molly: Thank you.
  • Mrs. Holmes: SHERLOCK!
  • Sherlock: UP HERE!
  • Molly: Wow what an impression.
  • Sherlock: It always happens.
  • Mrs. Holmes: There you are Sherlock. Who is this lovely lady?
  • Molly: I am Molly Hopper. A good friend of your son's.
  • Sherlock: *Mumbles* A little more than a 'good friend.'
  • Mrs. Holmes: It is nice to meet you.
  • Molly: It is nice to meet you.
  • Mr. Holmes: There you are Sherlock.
  • Sherlock: Hello.
  • Mycroft: Sherlock, talk to mother. She thinks it dangerous to ride in a plane.
  • Sherlock: If it's your plane, it is.
  • Mycroft: *Mad whispers.* If you don't talk to her, no more free rides.
  • Sherlock: Mum, a plane it the best way to fly.
  • Mr. Holmes: *Looking at Molly.* Who is this.
  • Mrs. Holmes: Sherlock's friend.
  • Sherlock: Molly.
  • Mr. Holmes: Nice to meet you dear.
  • Molly: It is nice to meet you too.
  • Sherlock: I have made reservations for a new restaurant. We must be going or we will be late.
  • Mrs. Holmes: *To Molly.* He has always been like that.
  • Molly: Oh, I know.
  • Sherlock: ARE YOU COMING!?
  • Mrs. Holmes: Be there in a few.
  • Sherlock: Well then hurry up.
  • Molly: *Walks down the stairs.*
  • Mycroft: So did you get this reservation from one of your 'cases?'
  • Sherlock: Yes, I did. *Pulling Molly's coat on her.*
  • Molly: *To Sherlock.* Thank you.
  • Sherlock: We must go.
  • Mrs. Holmes: *Stares in shock.*
  • Mycroft: *Whispers to his mum and dad.* Are we not going to talk about that?
  • Sherlock: What is there to talk about? I did the case. He owes me a favor. Nothing to it.
  • AT THE RESTAURANT
  • Sherlock: *Pulls out chair for Molly.* Everything is free here, so get what you want.
  • Molly: Thank you.
  • Mrs. Holmes: *To Mr. Holmes.* Well I never thought I would see the day.
  • Mr. Holmes: *Back to Mrs. Holmes.* She must be something.
  • Mrs. Holmes: I think you are right.
  • Sherlock: Who is right?
  • Mrs. Holmes: No one dear.
  • Mycroft: So sence no one else seems to be asking it... Are you two dating?
  • Sherlock: We haven't gone on an official date, but yes.
  • Molly: *Blushes.*
  • Mr. Holmes: You are the first girl out of both these boys that we have got to meet.
  • Mrs. Holmes: It is so nice to know Sherlock found someone.
  • Molly: Thanks.
  • Sherlock: I think we better order now.
  • Mycroft: Changing the subject like always, little brother.
  • Sherlock: I am not hiding anything.
  • Mycroft: Yes you are.
  • Sherlock: No. I. Am . Not.
  • Mrs. Holmes: Stop bickering.
  • Waiter: What can I get you. *They all order there food.*
  • Mrs. Holmes: I want to know more about Molly.
  • Molly: There is not much to know about me.
  • Mrs. Holmes: Of course there is. Like tell us where you work.
  • Molly: I work at a morgue.
  • Mr. Holmes: Now I know how you two met.
  • Sherlock: We actually went to the same collage. Before I dropped out.
  • Molly: We were biology partners.
  • Mycroft: Sherlock never took biology.
  • Sherlock: Just because I didn't go to language doesn't mean I went home. I joined the class every day.
  • Molly: The teacher was always confused to why you were in her room twice.
  • Sherlock: I don't think I remember her name.
  • Molly: Mrs. Kigaman.
  • Sherlock: That's right.
  • Molly: I think I am going to use the restroom before the food comes.
  • Sherlock: Okay.
  • Molly: *Gets up and leaves.*
  • Sherlock: The food should be coming out in three minutes, if I am correct.
  • Mrs. Holmes: Sherlock, dear. Why have you never told us about Molly?
  • Sherlock: There is not much to tell.
  • Mr. Holmes: There is much to tell. I mean this is the first time any of you boys have even had a girlfriend.
  • Sherlock: She is not my girlfriend.
  • Mrs. Holmes: Then what is she?
  • Sherlock: The girl I am going to marry.
  • Mrs. Holmes: ...
  • Mr. Holmes: ...
  • Mycroft: ...
  • Mrs. Holmes: That is why you asked for grandmother's ring. It wasn't for a silly science experiment.
  • Sherlock: No. I thought I would give it to her soon.
  • Mr. Holmes: Well I am glad I brought it then.
  • Molly: Brought what?
  • Sherlock: Nothing.
  • Waiter: Your supper is here.
  • Mycroft: About time.
  • Mr. Holmes: Be nice Mike.
  • Mycroft: That is not that name you gave me. Use the name you gave me for haven sake.
  • Mr. Holmes: Be nice to your mum Mycroft.
  • Sherlock: *To Molly.* I am sorry about this. I mean my family can be a handful sometimes.
  • Molly: It's wouldn't be the Holmes family without it.
  • Sherlock: What is that supposed to mean?
  • Molly: It means I like your family.
  • Sherlock: Good.
  • Mrs. Holmes: What are you two talking about?
  • Sherlock: Nothing.
  • AFTER FINISHED EATING
  • Molly: Well that was the best food I have ever tasted. Thank you for the night out with all of you guys.
  • Mrs.Holmes: Can't you stay any longer?
  • Molly: No I really must get home.
  • Mr. Holmes: Well then it was nice to meet you.
  • Molly: You too.
  • Sherlock: I will see you out then.
  • Molly: *Walks down the stairs.* Thank you again. I had a really nice time.
  • Sherlock: No, thank you.
  • Molly: For what?
  • Sherlock: Spending a whole dinner with my family.
  • Molly: I had a good night.
  • Sherlock: I did too. *Kisses her.*
  • Molly: *In shock.* Wha..What was that for?
  • Sherlock: My why of telling you I want to do this again sometime.
  • Molly: Thank you then.
  • Sherlock: Your welcome.
  • Molly: See you tomorrow Sherlock Holmes.
  • Sherlock: Good bye Molly Hopper.
  • Sorry this took so long. It took a while to write it all. Thanks for reading: )