dont yell at me im yelling at me

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part 2/? of our med au!!!

also pls check out citras art for this too!! its in her twitter moments here!! :))

idk about them but the way i memorize it is repeatedly banging my head against the wall until it retains in my mind

bonus:

okay so unpopular opinion but like.. i dont get it when people dont like macdennis solely bc its toxic like.. yall realize that EVERY member of the gang is toxic? and a bad person? like yes, macdennis is toxic but even if mac got into a relationship w another man it would still likely be toxic and bad bc guess what.. hes not that good of a man himself

Back to the Past (Hamilton x Reader) 3

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A/N: not gonna lie, i’ve been procrastinating on writing this, because i had a brain fart. fyi for all you new writers out there, maybe write an outline before writing something. would really help the process, just saying. besides that, enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4


You nodded at all of them, putting the pen in the pocket of the pants you were given. You saw Hamilton’s face drop, and a small snicker from Mulligan. You stood up, giving all of them a quick glance, finally landing on Hamilton’s face.

“So, how am I going to get back home?” You asked the men. Lafayette looked at the others, then shrugged.

“No idea, miss. Maybe we can create this machine you call a moving paper that you research words on. How you say…?” He asked, waving his hand around.

“A computer. It’s called a computer.” You mumbled. “But you haven’t even created electricity, and the first computer was in the 1900s. So there’s no way that’s going to happen.” Laurens bit his lip.

“Electricity? What is this electricity?” Laurens asked, looking at his friends for help.

“And you said 1900s. Does this mean that the colonies still exist at that time?” Hamilton asked after.

“And why do you speak these strange words, are you trying to confuse us?” Mulligan questioned, crossing his arms.

“I am very of the confused.” Lafayette sat on the stool next to Hamilton’s desk, putting his head in his hands. “These English people are more fusing than the empire.”

“fusing? Don’t you mean confusing?” You helped, and Lafayette nodded. “Guys, I get it, it’s strange to hear about this stuff. Honestly, I want to tell you everything, I do. But I don’t know what could happen. I mean, I told you about a pen, and you guys thought it was witches-“

“That was Hamilton.” Mulligan pointed out, gesturing towards the man. Hamilton looked at you shyly, glancing down at the floor. You smiled at him, then looked back at Mulligan. He winked.

“That’s not the point I was trying to make. You see, even mentioning these things can change the course of the world. I mean, I’ve watched so many films about time traveling…” You trailed off, looking at the perturbed men in front of you.

“Are you talking about something like Gulliver’s Travels?” Hamilton asked, and you nodded, thanking him for the reference. “I want to help you, Miss Y/N. Anything with what you might need, I am here to help you.” He stared at you intensely, his eyes never leaving yours.

The five of you talked like this for a while, trying to come up with the best ideas. Mulligan mentioned a gypsy that he “knew” the other night, but you dropped that idea, not wanting to deal with any type of magic. It just doesn’t seem realistic to you. Laurens had few ideas, one was for you to pretend to be a man while you were staying inside the tent. You denied that idea too, since it might make you fight in a battle you certainly weren’t ready for. Lafayette did not have much to say, sometimes interrupting your chats with random questions. Hamilton paced back and forth across the tent, his hand under his chin and his eyes lost in his head. You admired how hard he was thinking about this.

“How about this, Miss Y/N. You go to a fortune teller, and they may be able to help you find out the answer.” Mulligan pumped his fist in the air, happy his idea was chosen. You sighed, looking at his antics. “Listen, this makes the most sense. Since this is, in fact, a supernatural occurrence, we might need supernatural help. Even if it is a witch.” All the men shuddered at the thought, besides Mulligan. He was grinning widely.

You told them earlier that they did not have to use miss when addressing you, but they seemed to ignore your request, continuing to call you this anyway.

“I have the woman’s address, if you want to write her a letter.” You forgot that they did not have phones, and frowned. Sending a letter would take too long, and you needed help as soon as possible.

“No, we go to her tonight. Miss Y/N needs help as quickly as possible. There’s no time for waiting.” Hamilton replied, reading your mind. He glanced over at you, as if he was asking if this was okay. You nodded, touching his arm. He blushed at the contact, and you let go quickly.

Right, no touching.

“I agree, but we should wait until morning. You four must be exhausted, and it’s been a long day. Especially for you.” You looked at Hamilton. He nodded slowly, turning towards the men.

“Tomorrow morning at four we leave to the witch.”

“Gypsy.” Mulligan corrected, causing a glare from Hamilton. They all began to walk out, but not before glancing over at me.

“Where is Miss Y/N going to rest? She cannot sleep in a man’s tent.” Lafayette said. You shrugged, looking around for a blanket. You saw one hanging up in the corner, and pointed to it.

“I’ll just sleep on the floor, not a big deal.” They all gasped, shaking their heads quickly. They were all speaking at the same time, and it was hard to understand everything that was being tossed back and forth. You barely deciphered what was going on, and watched their ranting to each other:

Lafayette: No lady sleeps on the floor, not even in the middle of a war.

Laurens: She can sleep in our tent, Laf. No one would mess with her if she’s there.

Lafayette: That is the truth, Laurens. Our tent is very safe for females.

Mulligan: The way you said that Laf made you sound quite strange. And creepy.

Hamilton: What are you trying to say? She’ll be just fine in mine! And she met me first, so she’ll be the most comfortable in my tent.

Mulligan: She could sleep in mine.

All (besides Mulligan): NO!

“Okay, guys, okay! I’m standing right here, and you’re ignoring me. Hello?” You tried to speak through their arguing, but they talked over you.

You decided to grab the cover you found in the corner of the room, beginning to make your makeshift bed on the floor. They didn’t notice you creating the mat on the floor, but their arguing grew louder. You tensed up, hoping no one heard what they were talking about exactly. After you took one of the sheets from Hamilton’s bed, you laid on the ground, turning your back to the men.

“Miss Y/N, right you’ll be fine in here, right?” Hamilton said, noticing your figure on the ground. You were soon sound asleep, tired of listening to their talking. Hamilton turned back to the men, smiling. “She’s safe in here with me, friends. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” They all walked out the room, Mulligan grumbling something about Hamilton always getting his way. Hamilton blew out the candles in the tent, making his way to the cot.

He hated leaving you to sleep on the floor, so, while making sure you were sound asleep, he picked you off the floor, placing you on his bed. You mumbled something about cupcakes, he has never heard about cups being made into cake, and he pulled the sheet on top of you, knowing that the nights grew quite cold around here.

He took himself to the floor, laughing softly at the makeshift bed you created. You were very different, different from anyone he has ever met. As Hamilton adjusted to the curve of the ground, he faced you, watching your body lift and fall from the breaths you took. He was interested in learning more about you, more about where you were from. Of course he wanted you to go back to your home safety, but he couldn’t help but feel a pang in his chest. He’s only just met you, and he wanted you to stay with him if possible.

He closed his eyes, dreaming of you and him sitting in the tent, talking about nothing and everything.


Hamilton opened his eyes, their gaze immediately landing on the empty cot in front of him. He scrambled off the floor, looking around the room. You were no where to be found. He panicked, mentally slapping himself. He should have slept in front of you, he should have been paying more attention. Hamilton began to shake, scared of what might have happened to you. He heard the tent door rustle, and looked towards it quickly. You walked in, wearing an elegant dress. You smiled at Hamilton, and he sighed in relief, his hand against the left side of his chest.

“Are you all right, Hamilton?”

“Y-Yes, Miss Y/N. I am fine, how are you, did you sleep well?” You nodded, smoothing down the fabric. He was smiling at you, and you wondered why he was so happy. He was scanning your figure, looking at your new outfit.

“I slept fine. You put me on your bed, did you not?” You cringed at your poor attempt of speaking how they did in the 1700s. Hamilton did not seem to notice, but his face reddened.

He was spitting out words fast, making your head hurt. “I, I’m sorry for touching you, Miss Y/N. It is improper, and I should not have-“

“Whoa, whoa, slow your roll there, Ham. It’s fine, I am not warning you not to do it again. I’m, I’m thanking you. Thank you, Alexander, for lending me your bed for the night. I really appreciate your kindness.”

Alexander smiled at you shyly, looking down at the ground. “There is nothing that I would not do to please you, Miss Y/N.” You laughed nervously, playing with your fingers.

“Sorry to interrupt this very intense conversation, but it is four, and we have to leave before rollcall.” Laurens said, peeking his head in. He looked at you, and smiled. “You look beautiful, Miss Y/N!” You giggled.

“Thank you, John. Hercules picked it out for me.” You heard a snorting in the background, and looked at Alexander, a forced smile on his face.

“Of course, it’s Mulligan, it’s always Mulligan.” Another head popped in, his curls pulled back, except for one. You smiled at Lafayette, and he winked at you.

“Hurry up and get ready, mon ami. We have to leave.” You decided to let Alexander get himself together, leaving him in the tent alone. You did not notice the jealous glare when you mentioned Mulligan, or how his eyes stayed on your dress for a little too long. Lafayette and Laurens hid you on the way to the tree where you said that all of you would meet.

Laurens mentioned what type of relationship that you have with Hamilton, and you just shrugged. “Nothing really, we did just meet yesterday. I barely know him.” You replied, causing a snicker from the Irishman leaning on the tree.

“Courting does not take that long, Miss Y/N. By the way he goes after you, you may be engaged within a week.” Mulligan teased. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head at him.

“I’m not gonna marry a man I’ve just met. It takes time, like maybe a few years?” Lafayette widened his eyes at your response.

“Years? Miss, that’s very strange, I have never heard this before. The longest time I have heard was a few months.” You shrugged your shoulders. Being married in a few weeks? No way, that’s insane. Well, at least it was to you. The strange looks that the three men gave you made you guess that that was a very common occurrence. Hamilton finally came out of his tent, without his revolutionary uniform on. You then noticed all the men were without their uniform, wearing what you suppose was casual wear.

You all followed Mulligan to the woman’s address, the friends laughing and joking along the way. There were few people up this early in the morning, and the ones you saw gave you all strange looks, their gaze mainly focusing on you. You felt like an outsider, covering yourself with the jacket that Laurens gave you. After about a half an hour or so of walking, you walked up to the woman’s house. Mulligan knocked on the front door.

Within seconds, a woman appeared on the other side. She glared at Mulligan, hitting him on the arm. Mulligan cursed, backing up at little from her. She was, very interesting. The ruffles on her sleeves cascaded down to the floor, her dress long and wide. You glanced down at yours, thanking the tailor that he gave you one less attention-grabbing.

“Sir, I told you to never see me again. Why are you on the porch of my home?” She glared at the other men around her, her eyes finally landing on me. “Miss Y/N, I’m sorry that you have to deal with these men, especially him.” She nudged Mulligan.

How did she know your name?

“How did you know her name?” Hamilton asked, standing slightly in front of you. You peeked over his shoulder, glancing at the woman. She laughed, opening her door wider.

“This man did not lie when he said I could help you. Come in.” All the men shared a glance with one another, then entered the home. You hoped that she could help you get back home.


when you make a sarcastic, gay post about being disappointed cora isn’t an fryder romance option and someone turns it into a “fuck you bioware” post

i’m sad too and MAN it would have been cool to tote my asari commando trained girlfriend across the galaxy. it would have been amazing to have the first wlw human squadmate. this applies to liam, too. it would have been fab if scott could have his hot boyfriend by his side.

but like… you guyssss, there are going to be straight people in this game.

this game has gay characters. and straight characters. and bi characters. and pan characters. there are romances for asexual players. there are (apparently) polyamorous options. and there are a lot of romances, from hook-ups to long term relationships, that have yet to be revealed.

i understand we’ve been burned before (insert literally any straight OT romance here) and we are MORE than allowed to be a little sad, but don’t vilify the game/studio as a whole just because two characters orientations are a bit disappointing. i’m confident that this game is going to have something for everyone.

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Man I just LOVEEE when some crusty ass rude white person is yelling at my Spanish speaking coworkers and I have to step in and as soon as these gringos hear my un accented English their whole attitude shifts and suddenly they’re very Patient and Understanding…like bitch I know what you’re doing…I know what u are…some white lady straight up saying ‘umm not to be rude but why do you guys hire people who can’t speak English well????’ Like BITCH ONE YOU NOT BEING RUDE U BEING RACIST AS HELL AND TWO YOU LIVE IN A TOWN WHERE OVER HALF THE POPULATION IS MEXICAN FUCK OUTTA HERE

i realized i never posted my 2015 summary on tumblr so here it is! 2015 was truly a breakthrough for me as i learned to enjoy my art and got through many things that tried to get in the way of it. it will always be a special year for me…

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anonymous asked:

So, Regretale is effectively cancelled then? I feel at this point any update would be a token gesture, like, here's another page, next one will be in two years. It's a shame really, it's such a great idea for a story that I personally always thought was really obvious, but for some reason I can't comprehend, no one is doing it. There's no other comics or fanfictions for it anywhere and it's mind boggling. Every thing is just oc/Sans or the same ol' Asriel-saved shtick that's been done to death.

Firstly , I am not stopping regretale dont worry x)

Im not surprised you have this outlook on regretale x) and to that i do say i am really sorry .

I wouldnt lie i had the same mind set when creating regretale with the “ There’s no other comics or fanfictions for it anywhere and it’s mind boggling. “ since thats why i made regretti in the first place xD

Though there are reasons why i wouldnt say regretale is cancelled xD since i do plan on doing it, just i do not have the right time to do it. let me give my reasons first ;w;

when i made regrettispaggeti tale i was in my early days of cooleg which theres a lot of free time for me to brainstorm scenes and such, which what takes regretale so long. I do a lot on undo’s in my draft since Im really bad at making comic pages and planning one takes a while.

Then now since im in the 4th semester, Every subject has a project which lead to me having around 8 projects that i have to finish within half a year, then I have my work which takes out my other time, and a bit sad to say I do have underphase on the top list (which is the asrielsavedshtickthathasbeendonetodeath uwu) (iloveasrielimsorrylmaO).

what makes underphase easier to make is the scenes most of time done in a simple perspective and i can draw that way faster than i can draw different perspective ;A;

Maybe updates will come less than 2 years in the 5th semester (since ill be off my job(whichistakingmostofmyfreetime)) and i can update it once a week just like i always plan to do :D(2 years ago ;w;)

So thats why i say its not called. Its fine if you plan to unfollow me for this I totally understand xD i would be frustrated myself if i was you x). again im sorry for making you or, ya’ll waiting for so long :A; Ill do my best once i do have my free time. (italkedabouthtestorywithmyfriendssoidohavesomeplanslmao

but if you do decide to stay I hope you keep being patient with me :w; and thank you for staying~

Edit forgot to make a tl dr **
tl dr : im sorry ;A; im still doing regretale but be patient ;A; im sorry again.


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hearts beat as one | a tessa/scott mix {listen}

1. together - the xx 2. never tear us apart - paloma faith 3. two of the lucky ones - the droge & summers blend 4. burn - ellie goulding 5. falling without knowing - tilly and the wall 6. i feel you - depeche mode 7. rainbow - oh land 8. where i sleep - emeli sandé 9. only love - ben howard 10. cheek to cheek - peggy lee

so im getting in the car as one does and when i turn it on i expect hamilton to come blasting through the speakers as per usual but it doesnt so of course my dumb ass cranks it up full volume only to get hit with

WAIT FOR IT  (wait for it) 

and so im like hitting the stereo trying to turn it off and let me tell you. i love leslie odom jr. but i do not ever need aaron burr to yell at me ever again. thank you. 

i love it when people put sam in the drama or theatre club in high school AUs because he’s so canonically shit at acting like remember 

REMEMBER THE FRENCH MISTAKE HE WAS SO BAD BUT HE’S ALWAYS AN ACTOR