he's so encouraging and kind and GOOD

PSA for University Students

If you have a prof who genuinely scares you or makes you feel unsafe…just drop the class. Don’t just take it from me; both of my parents are teachers and they’ve stressed this to me, as has my old classical voice coach: you can’t learn properly in an abusive environment.

Toughness is one thing. My Latin class is difficult. We go through the material quickly and we have a demanding amount of homework. But the prof is tough in our favour; he encourages us to not be afraid to ask for help, and he teaches us useful strategies so we can deal with a heavy workload well. That’s a good kind of toughness, one that challenges students but makes us prepared to take the challenge.

If they’re tough and against you, that’s another matter. If they make you feel afraid to talk, refuse to accommodate disabilities, don’t respect your race, gender, sexuality, etc., give you unreasonable amounts of work without teaching you the relevant skills to handle it…that’s when you get yourself out of that situation.

Just because somebody is an authority figure like that doesn’t give them the right to bully you. An abusive teacher can screw you up big time, and taking control of your life and saying no to that will help you more in the long run than weathering it. One of the most important skills you can ever learn is to not let people just push you around, and that still applies in the classroom.

Lance’s maturity is just. Incredible. Like, yes he was petty about the leader thing, but as soon as the Black Lion made its decision (and more importantly, as soon as he noticed Keith was genuinely upset about it / doubting himself), he immediately flips the script. He’s in Keith’s corner, backing him up and encouraging him. He’s able to set aside his pride and insecurities in an instant and like… wow. What a genuinely good kid.

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This years Mishapocalypse hopes to explain why we think Misha Collins is so amazing. Did you know he is co-founder of a charity called Random Acts where he encourages the world to do good things? He’s brought ‘Hope To Haiti’ and has just finished building a school for deprived kids in Nicaragua. He’s deeply in love with his childhood sweetheart with whom he has two amazing kids - the whole family share his philosophy on making this world a better place, one random act of kindness at a time. So do I love him just cos he’s gorgeous? No, I love him for what he’s brought me, how he’s changed my life, and how he is helping us all to change the world. For the better. You’ll be hearing a lot from me about him, today, 1st April 2018, Mishapocalypse Day. Because he’s worth it 

anonymous asked:

Zutarians act like Katara's romance with Aang is to the detriment of her character but somehow one with Zuko wouldn't just put her in nurturing position for an older man. I am not for Kataang but I don't think any of the show's characters would NOT put Katara in the position of a nurturer and giver. She gives too much as it is. Except perhaps Toph but Toph is twelve, confused and has parental issues. What I'm trying to ask is what does Katara gain from Zutara except acceptance.

What Katara Would Gain from Zutara

[Edited to add “Bato of the Water Tribe”! Thanks, @ adifferentcupofzutara!]

Katara would gain a partner who would help her with household duties without being asked:

Rather than someone who leaves the chores to her while he shows off for his fangirls.

Katara: Watching you show off for a bunch of girls does not sound like fun.
Aαng: Well, neither does carrying your basket.

She would gain a partner who shares parental responsibilities …

Katara: Aαng, don’t walk away from this.


Zuko: Let him go. He needs time to sort it out by himself.

And acts like a father:

Zuko: Keep in mind, these are dual swords. Two halves of a single weapon. Don’t think of them as separate, because they’re not. They’re just two different parts of the same whole.

Rather than someone who IS a parental responsibility …

And acts like her son.

Katara: What do you think, Aαng? Do I act like a mom?
Aαng: Well, I…
Katara: Stop rubbing your eye and speak clearly when you talk!

Katara: My goodness! That doesn’t sound like our Kuzon.

Katara: I’ve been training Aαng for a while now. He really responds well to a positive teaching experience. Lots of encouragement and praise. Kind words. If he’s doing something wrong, maybe a gentle nudge in the right direction.

She would gain a partner who respects her personal boundaries: 

Katara: What are you doing?!
Zuko: Keeping rocks from crushing you.
Katara: Okay, I’m not crushed. You can get off me now.

Zuko [retracts his arm so Katara can move away from him]: I’ll take that as a thank you.

 Rather than someone who transgresses them.

Katara: Aαng, I’m sorry but right now,  I’m just a little confused.


Katara: I just said that I was confused!

Someone who sees her as an ally:

Zuko: I can handle Azula.
Iroh: Not alone. You’ll need help.
Zuko: You’re right. Katara, how would you like to help me put Azula in her place?

And not a possession.

Actor Zuko: Wait.  I thought you were the Avatar’s girl.

Aαng: [nods] 

Someone who waits for the right time to talk:

Katara: You look terrible. 
Zuko: I waited out here all night.

Rather than pushing her:

Katara: Because we’re in the middle of a war and we have other things to worry about. This isn’t the right time.
Aαng:  Well, when IS the right time?

Someone who understands how much she needs her family to be there …

Katara: Dad.
Hakoda: Hi, Katara.
Katara: How are you here? What is going on?

And puts their needs over his:

Sokka: No, I’m staying. You guys go. You’ve been here long enough.
Suki: I’m not leaving without you, Sokka.
Zuko: I’m staying too.

Rather than someone who disappears when she depends on him …


Katara: He left.
Hakoda: What?
Katara: Aαng. He just took his glider and disappeared. He has this ridiculous notion that he has to save the world alone. That it’s all his responsibility.
Hakoda: Maybe that’s his way of being brave.
Katara: It’s not brave. It’s selfish and stupid. We could be helping him. And I know the world needs him, but doesn’t he know how much that we need him too? How could he just leave us behind?

And puts his needs over theirs.

Sokka: This is the map to our father! You had it the whole time!? How could you?

She would not only gain a partner who, unlike her canon love interest, sympathizes with the loss of her mother:

Katara: Well, I just want you to be prepared for what you might see. The Fire Nation is ruthless. They killed my mother and they could have done the same to your people.
Aαng:  Just because no one has seen an airbender doesn’t mean the Fire Nation killed them all. They probably escaped.
Katara: I know it’s hard to accept.
Aαng: You don’t understand, Katara. The only way to get to an airbender temple is on a flying bison, and I doubt the Fire Nation has any flying bison. Right, Appa?

Katara: I don’t?! How dare you! You have no idea what this war has put me through. Me personally. The Fire Nation took my mother away from me.



Zuko: I’m sorry. That’s something we have in common.

Katara: But, we were too late. When we got there, the man was gone.  And so was she.
Zuko: Your Mother was a brave woman.

Katara:  I know.

But who trusts her to deal with anger and pain in HER way …

Rather than pestering her to do things HIS way.

Aαng: Katara, you sound like Jet.

Aαng: Katara, you do have a choice. Forgiveness. 

Aαng: It’s okay, because I forgive you.  That give you any ideas?

Aαng: Let your anger out and then let it go. Forgive him.

Aαng: You did the right thing. Forgiveness is the first step you have to take to begin healing. 

Ironically, a partner who understands that some things are more important than romance!

Aαng: Katara is in danger! I have to go.

Guru Pathik: No, Aαng! By choosing attachment, you have locked the chakra! If you leave now you won’t be able to go into the Avatar State at all!

Zuko: Stop! This isn’t about you. This is about the Fire Nation.

But who would still die for her in a heartbeat …

Rather than risk her life (and everyone’s) to retain his moral purity.

Most of all, she would gain someone who sees her for who she is:

Rather than who he wants her to be.

And who doesn’t try to change her to make her better for him.

whereintheworldiskamalakhan  asked:

single parent au: jack/bitty or shitty/lardo?

Jack lobbied pretty hard for the ‘Little Falcolners’ skate to be called ‘Eyasses,’ but George had just looked at him. “No one knows that word, Jack,” she had said, and then Eric from PR had looked up. “It means baby falcon, doesn’t it?” and Jack had nodded and, inexplicably, blushed.

But George hadn’t changed the name. And so now Jack is on ice with a bunch of small children, skating slowly backwards.

The most persistent of his pursuers is a tiny blond child wearing black figure skates. They are the best skater of the lot–someone clearly taught them about using their edges, and they’ve got a good stride for someone so young–they must have been put on the ice early. Three years, old, maybe.

Tiny blond helps another child, holding out a steady forearm. “Here,” tiny blond says. “Just slide your feet, don’t pick them up. That’s it, good.”

Good parenting, Jack thinks. Children are incredible mimics: if tiny blond talks that way (kind, patient, encouraging) it’s because someone in their life talks to them that way.

He lets the child catch him. “What’s your name?”

“Ash,” tiny blond says. Their eyes flick down towards the ice, then back up again, and they gesture Jack closer. “It’s really Ashley,” tiny blond whisper-shouts. “But people keep telling me that’s a girl’s name.”

“It can be anyone’s name,” Jack says, and Ash’s whole face lights up.

“My daddy says that too,” Ash says, and zooms away.

Jack looks at the stands, trying to see if he can pick out Ash’s daddy. It’s not a teammate–Jack knows the kids of his teammates (two small children collide with his knees and cling, and Jack crouches down to them. “Would you like me to show you how to fall?”). Maybe Ash belongs to someone on the arena staff?

The Little Falconers skate is over before Jack knows it, PR having gotten all the photos they need, Eric skating around confidently with an SLR that Jack would…love to get his hands on, actually. He thinks he maybe owns that camera? Or the next-oldest model.

Jack is just about to leave the ice when Ash crashes into Eric’s knees. “Ooof,” Eric says. “Hey buddy.”

“Daddy!”

Well, that answers the question of who Ash belongs to.

Jack goes into the locker room to change. He’s not terribly sweaty but he showers anyway, in case PR needs more footage.

Eric is sitting on a bench outside, head bent towards Ash as Ash prattles away into his ear, and something in Jack’s chest seizes at the sight of them.

Eric looks up and smiles. “Excuse me, Ash,” he says, and gets up. He comes closer to Jack. “Thank you,” he says. “Ash had such fun.”

How has Jack not noticed Eric’s eyes, their warm dark color like Grade A maple syrup, and how has he not noticed Eric’s adorable cowlick? His fingers itch. Jack locks his hands behind his back. “My pleasure,” Jack says. He has to clear his throat. “Does George need me for anything else?”

“I don’t think so,” Eric says. He leans down. “Hey, buddy, ready to walk to the car?” Ash considers, then slides off the bench. “Be seeing you, Jack,” Eric says.

“Yeah,” Jack says, and leaves before he makes a total fool of himself.

I’m so torn because on the one hand I love seeing a new side of Sarek but on the other hand every time he shows her even a modicum of kindness I’m filled with so much anger on behalf of Spock, like have you spoken to your son lately???? or did you already disown him??? You personally brought her to her ship and hand picked her captain but refused to acknowledge Spock for 18 goddamn years for joining Starfleet??? Sarek my dude what’s the deal????? She’s got a piece of your motherfucking katra and you use it to encourage her from light years away after she commits mutiny but you will show Spock nothing but disdain for most of his life??????

I have seen Gabriel
His hands are hurting,
From inscribing the walls of cities, ancient and ruined,
With messages for the future.
His throat is shouting louder, louder
His voice is hoarse and he aches, aches, aches, aches
For the world that won’t turn towards the Love
The Love that we are all granted,
‘Father,’ he cries, 'These people will not listen!’
But he persists, in many forms and in many places,
Spreading pamphlets and books and
Trading words with everyone he can,
Destroying the hatred in this world piece by piece,
Picking it apart bone by bone.
I have seen Michael
His fists are heavy,
From fighting the evil of the world
He sleeps with a sword by his side,
His eyes are constantly
Staring out, steel grey
At the world that has turned cruel,
Cold.
He is defending Mankind
But he feels something ache, ache, under bones older than any temple built
'Father,’ he shouts, 'These children of yours are testing my patience,’
But he persists, sitting down
Back leaning against crumbling walls
He is the self-righteous brawler on a mission,
He starts and finishes the fights, always with something
Something to prove, something
He wants to sleep
But he can never rest
Until evil is done away with for good.
I have seen Raphael,
He is a quiet presence watching from afar,
He is the healing hand,
Passing over those who cry out his name in the dark,
He reaches through veils and shapes and the water and fog of the mind
He stands by the patient in a hospital,
Holding their hand and whispering kindly to them,
Encouragement, to get well
And if they cannot then he holds them and tells them
That his brother Azrael is kind,
And nothing to fear.
'Father,’ he whispers, 'These humans are so scared, why?’
But he continues on,
And he advances cures and healing and he will never rest,
He buttons up a labcoat
And he knows that love will finish this war,
The love of heaven will destroy the fear.
I have seen the Archangels
And they are here.
—  C.E.F., “I Have Seen The Archangels”

anonymous asked:

if s/k was planned why would they give them a large age gap and write their past like that? even if shiro didn't adopt him he was still a older mentor/guardian figure who first met keith when he was around 9/10, a lot of people who've been in a similar situation would find that kind of relationship triggering and they feel uncomfortable whenever the showrunners like shippy fanart and encourage it

For like the eighth time, this notion that Shiro somehow adopted Keith isn’t canon and never was–if Shiro was somehow Keith’s legal guardian, then getting kicked out of the garrison wouldn’t mean he’d get sent back to the home. Keith wasn’t adopted, Shiro just vouched for him so he could get into the garrison, and it was only Shiro’s good word that was still keeping him there. In addition to your comment about why they’d make Shiro x age, he was originally a teenager in the initial pitch–which is why you still see official merch with “five teenagers.” 

All that aside, I think a lot of the point of Keith’s past is to show this growth in their relationship–how Shiro started off looking out for Keith, and as time went on, Keith became the one to protect and care for Shiro. “How many times are you gonna have to save me before this is over?” “You found me.” Keith is the one protecting Shiro now, and it’s a huge shift that I think many people ignore. Just like how people refused to acknowledge that Shiro saw Keith as an equal–that them both being Black Paladins and then eventually piloting her together was a sign that they were truly on level footing. 

I don’t know where you got 9/10 from either considering that Lance and Hunk are second year cadets and they were 17 at the time. That puts flashback Keith at approximately 15/16. Regardless, this isn’t about their dynamic at the garrison. I’m saying that, contrary to what some of you seem to believe, relationships can grow and change over time

And, regardless of what people seem to think, right now they’re 21 and 25 year old adults. That’s a perfectly healthy basis for a relationship. Keith has also been an adult since the beginning. And it’s obvious that, whatever the staff’s intent for their bond, they always saw sheith as potentially a healthy, loving relationship, which is why they’ve supported it. It’s their narrative, not the fandom’s, and I think they have a better handle on the characters than any of us. 

anonymous asked:

not really a demon moment, but I absolutely love how Dan is so bent on enabling Phil to do what he wants to without feeling like he needs anyone's support - I'm sure I'm partly projecting because I have anxiety, but feeling the need to justify anything you do/apologize for anything you want to do is so deep-rooted in my brain I'm kind of moved at how quick Dan is to validate Phil, because it's not an obvious thing to explain/notice

no anon i don’t think you’re projecting honestly, i think that’s something phil probably struggles a lot with - i mean, look at the whole quiff debacle? six months of dan encouraging phil to do his thing?

look at dan throughout the entire viewers pick my outfits vid? (x) he’s so encouraging, telling phil pretty much that everything (aside from the really crazy stuff) looked good on him, even when he doubted it

and every time phil brings up a forfeit/win, like ordering pizza or getting the marshmallows or macaroons or w.e, and dan’s like “you don’t have to win something you can just let yourself have things” 

and i know it’s been talked to death by now but, in spite of the fact that dan is an introvert just as much as phil is, he has no problem doing things when phil’s uncomfy (ie meeting the delivery person when he ordered 8 dips, telling people to move from their seats in the movie theater, etc etc)

daniel james howell is incredibly encouraging and supportive of phil, of everything phil does, and it’s beautiful

tell me what you love about dan (or phil)

BTS Reaction | You grinding on them to a sexy song

Of course! Thanks for the request, I hope you like it!~ 💖


Seokjin

You sensually approached Jin, who was sitting on a chair. Your dress short and tight to your body, fluttering freely with every step you took towards him. He licked his lips and watched your smooth movements, admiring every inch of you. You released a soft sigh as you sat yourself on his lap, your legs on each side of his hips. Jin closed his eyes and smiled satisfied as he felt your warm thighs brush his crotch. You started to move your hips sensually in the rhythm of the music and flipped your hair to the side, feeling his arms encircling your waist and pulling you tighter on his lower part. You could feel his hardening member beneath your core and breathed sharply through your nose. Starting to move faster as the beat increased, you heard Jin groan quietly and you knew this would lead to a heated night.

“Y/N… I’m so horny right now..”, his hot breath tingling your ear.


Originally posted by jminies

Yoongi

Yoongi was mindlessly sitting on the couch, enjoying the music while scrolling through his phone. Today you were feeling rather spontaneous and decided to surprise him a little. You approached him from behind as you hummed the song, encircling your arms around his neck and leaving sweet kisses on his jaw. Yoongi raised his hand to caress your cheek, but you quickly pulled away and walked before him. He studied your actions as you climbed on the couch, making your way to him and straddling his lap. He immediately placed his arms around your waist and grinned. You quietly sang the lyrics while moving your hips along with the beat in a sexy manner. Yoongi couldn’t help but bite his lower lip as he looked into your lust-filled eyes, his arousal getting obvious and started to push his hips upwards, meeting yours with every movement.

“Shit, baby, keep going”, he breathed sharply.


Originally posted by meanyoongis

Hoseok

You wanted to show your boyfriend how good your dancing skills have improved. He was a good dancer himself, so you could say that you had a good instructor in that case. Currently, you two were alone in the dance practice room, him sitting by the side and studying every move you made. But Hoseok couldn’t stop his thoughts from getting dirty, since the choreography was a little dirty itself. And you noticed that right away, which kind of encouraged you to show a little more of your sexy side. He bit the inside of his cheek as he watched you make your way to him. You lifted his chin to look you in the eyes, while you propped down on his crotch, maintaining your balance on the back of the chair. Hoseok was a little taken aback by your actions as you started to grind your core against his hardening member, feeding more to his arousal, but he enjoyed it nonetheless.

“Jagi, you’re so good..so good”, he groaned, watching you with half-lidded eyes.


Originally posted by ilsangrape

Namjoon

You two were currently at a party. The guests were to be seen almost everywhere, some of either them drunk, dancing or just having the time of their lives. Namjoon eyed you from across the room, leaning on the counter. The music boomed through the walls; it was a great atmosphere. You smiled and made your way to your boyfriend who took you tight into his embrace, rocking you back and forth along with the rhythm of the music. However, you were feeling a little naughty tonight, so you snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him close, and gently raising your thigh to meet his crotch. Namjoon gasped slightly at the sudden contact and pressed his forehead against yours, as you continued moving your leg rhythmically, feeling his member starting to twitch. He let out a husky breath and turned you around to push you against the counter. You felt his lips press against yours and you tried to fight back a cheeky smile.

“No time for games, babygirl. Let’s find a room, shall we?”, he caressed your lips with his thumb and dragged you along the hallway, looking for an empty room to finish the business.


Originally posted by taehungies

Jimin

Your boyfriend eyed you from across the kitchen, as you moved your body along the music. Your oversized shirt slipping ever so slightly, flashing some parts of your panties. You were making breakfast and decided to play a little music to make it more fun. Jimin was sitting on the counter, leaning on his arms while observing you with heart eyes. On the other side he was kind of turned on by your moves and decided to start a little action. He made his way to you, hugging you from behind as you continued to swing your hips left and right against his crotch. You turned around and flipped a leg around his hip, pulling him closer as you started to feel his hard-on. He hissed at the contact and lifted you up, placing you on the counter after making some place. He grinded against you rhythmically and you smiled, biting your lip.

“Princess, I want you so bad right now”, he whispered and snaked his hands under your shirt.

“Then take me”, you gave him a cheeky grin and licked your lips.


Originally posted by amsimaria

Taehyung

After a long and stressful day, you and Tae finally arrived home, feeling completely worn out. The only thing you both wanted to do was to relax. After taking a well deserved bath, you decided to spoil your boyfriend a little and relax him more into the night. You went out of the bathroom, the bathrobe hanging loosely from your form. Underneath you wore a sexy, black lingerie. Nothing too extravagant, but perfect for the night. Taehyung eyed you hungrily from the bed as you made your way to the night stand, running a hand through your damp locks and turning the music a little louder. It was a heated tune, fitting just perfectly for the mood. You turned to him and shot him a devilish smile while walking towatds the bed. Tae had his legs spread apart and licked his lips as a habit of his. The bulge in his sweats was no mistake. You climbed on the bed on all fours, sensually making your way to him until you placed your warm hands on his thighs and straddled him. You let your bathrobe slip away from you, grinding on him while he pressed you lower on his crotch.

God, Y/N, what did I do to deserve you..”, he bit his lip and moved his hips along yours.


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jeongguk

You were sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, rocking gently to the music playing in the background. He had a deep blush on his face when you started to gently move your hips against his to the beat. You began kissing his neck feverishly while you grinded a little harder, his grip on your waist tightening. Jeongguk dared to slide his fingertips underneath your sweater, tracing your hot skin, which made you breathe in sharply. While tapping your fingertips against his shoulders, and whispering the dirty lyrics into his ear, he couldn’t take it anymore. Jeongguk let out a high pitched moan and grinded his hips rhythmically against yours, feeling his cock getting harder with every movement you made on him. Even though he was embarrassed at his naughty actions, he felt the need to feed his arousal the most he could. You felt his hard-on poking at your clothed entrance and decided to finally take it all the bedroom.

“Jesus, girl, I want to fuck you so hard right now..”, even though he was very embarrassed to express himself like that, he still lifted you up and brought you to the bedroom, taking very good care of you for the night.


Originally posted by wangpxppy

I listened to “Dangerous Woman” by Ariana Grande while writing this. I hope you enjoy it, anon, and everyone else who is reading it!^-^ I love you all~ 🐱💖

EXO’s reaction when you break your leg after they tell you to ‘break a leg’ as encouragement

you can find all of our other reactions > here

Suho

“wha-WOAH” *an extremely shocked junmyeon*

Xiumin

“that’s not what i meant when i told you to break a leg, you pabo..”

Lay

“i did this hyung! i did this to my baobei!” *convinced that he cursed u*

Chen

“what kind of higher power is this”

Baekhyun

“this can’t be my fault, right?”

Chanyeol

“mianhe jagi. i didn’t think you would take my words so seriously”

Kyungsoo

*confused soo when they tell him that you broke your leg*

“you just mean that she did extremely good, right?”

Kai

“this is not how idioms work, y/n..”

Sehun

“I never knew.. my words… held such… power..”

*i dont own the gifs*

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Making Mistakes

Summary: Sanders Sides Platonic Week day three: Logicality. Read other authors’ entries here: @sanderssidesplatonicweek
Logan takes it upon himself to remind the other sides that it’s ok to not be perfect. But he’s not very good at taking his own advice. 

Word count: 1,589

Warnings: Self deprecating thoughts, let me know if there’s anything else!


Nobody was perfect. 

This was a clear and obvious fact, as far as Logan was concerned. While it was important to always push to be the best one could possibly be, becoming hung up on perfection was illogical and unhealthy. 

Unfortunately, that was easier said than done. 

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anonymous asked:

I promise when I save up enough paychecks I'm throwing all of my money at your artwork. I hope to one day see your art in museums along with the greats, and I hope to one day see a novel/poetry book/short story with your name on it. You are truly gifted. Your work is perfectly ominous, haunting, enchanting. (Also tell your cat that they're loved by thousands.) I wish you the best on your endeavors.

Aw man, I was feeling like g a r b a g e today, and this is genuinely such a sweet message and it made me feel a lot better. Thank you so much for the encouraging words–to you and to everybody who has taken the time to send me such thoughtful messages. My work has been built on your kindness and you all inspire me to keep trying my best ♥ i love u big time

p.s. my cat’s English isn’t very good but I tried to convey the internet’s love for him through charades, and he seemed like he got it

anonymous asked:

"i could do a whole Analysis on the hug i just,, really love it so much" Do it. I just love, love your metas/analysis and I'd love to see you talking about the hug <'3

ahhh thanks!! Ok, full sheith hug analysis, sure thing! 

So, the way this all starts. A lot of people will say the handshake somehow makes the hug merely casual and downplays the intimacy of it, but I don’t think that’s the case at all. See, this part is really important because it’s completely different from every other hug we’ve seen with Keith. If you look at any other case, Keith never initiates. Someone else grabs him, and he has no consent or choice in it. Despite the fact that he eventually relaxes and hugs back, everyone else still just assumes the forced contact is fine, and you can see how startled and tense Keith is:

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Good Enough - Steve Harrington

Originally posted by nancyswheelers

Summary/Request: Anon said: Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine of being Dustin’s older sister and Steve and you always had flirty/snarky interactions at school and after season 2 when he starts hanging with Dusty, you realize he’s more than the Party boy jock and you become friends (/crushes) and one night Steve is worrying about getting into college and saying he’s not good enough and you get personally offended because he’s wrong and how dare he trash talk someone she cares for and it causes you to confess feelings?

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Swearing and fluff

Word Count: 1267

NOTE: The first two paragraphs are italicized to symbolize that hey are flash backs!

The final bell had just rang, making you officially late. You cursed under your breath as you jogged into Hawkins High, quickly speeding your way to English. Throwing open the classroom door, the eyes of your classmates and teacher turning their attention to you. With a look of shame you took your seat quickly and began digging through your bag for your textbook. “Took too long staring at yourself in the mirror this late morning Y/N?” The smug Steve Harrington sitting beside you with a smirk on his handsome face. “Bite me Harrington.” You mumbled with a scowl, not bothering to look in his direction. “Don’t tempt with a good time babe.” Giving him the finger had finally shut him up, that and the look of disapproval from your teacher. You and Harrington had a strange friendship, if you could even call it that. One minute he was telling you that you looked beautiful and then the next minute he’s being the douchey party jock that you truly know him as. But nonetheless you didn’t mind the love hate relationship you had with him, he was decent most of the time, but when he wasn’t? You really hated his guts.

Standing at your locker studying for your test next period you could barely concentrate with the babbling Steve standing on the other side of your locker’s open door with one of his basketball friends. Why did he have to be placed right beside you? Whirling around you slammed your locker shut, narrowing your eyes at the tall boy. “Would you shut your mouth Stevie boy? Some of us actually value our education.” You growled, holding up your Chem notes, that infamous smirk of Steve’s on his face once again. “Why don’t you put down those notes and make me?” His friend laughing beside him, Steve shooting an all too friendly wink at you before you had stomped off to the library, hoping to get as far away from Steve as possible. He’s just so full of himself, thinking that he could just flirt away all the problems that you had with him.


Your eyebrows knitted together in deep concentration, reading the handwritten paper that was in your hands. Words crossed out and replaced with others, red pen markings covering the pages, this paper has seen better days. “Change the last sentence to reflect on your thesis and you’re golden Stevie.” You glance up at the anxious boy with his arms crossed, biting down on his finger in anticipation. “Really? You think it’s okay? It makes sense and it’s not a load of bullshit?” He spoke, taking the papers back from your hands. “There’s a few grammar mistakes but that’s an easy fix, you did really good Steve.” You offered him a supportive smile, nestling further into your seat on your couch. Over the past few months you and Steve had become oddly close, mostly thanks to your younger brother Dustin befriending the much older boy. But you didn’t seem to mind having him around for your brother, as great of a sister you are, Dusty could use a good brotherly figure in his life. At first you thought it was all a joke, Steve picking Dustin up for the Snow Ball dance, taking him to the arcade, hanging out with him on Sunday afternoons, just some cruel ploy to mess around with you. But the more he came over, the more time you spent around the two, you could tell that the friendship was mutual and most importantly, genuine.

Even with your reassuring comment Steve still didn’t seem confident in his paper, his face scrunched as he read it over for what was probably the 100th time. He sighed, sitting beside you with his head in his hands staying silent, which definitely meant that something was up. “You’re pretty quiet Harrington, what’s on your mind?” You asked scooting closer to him, waiting for a response. Steve mumbled something that was too soft for you to pick up on, resulting in you asking what he had said. “I said what if I don’t get in! I’m just…j-just not good enough! What if my paper sucks and they think I’m-.” He stopped talking only because you had stood up abruptly, your face red with anger. “Oh my god, would you just shut up you dipshit!” You groaned loudly, standing in front of the awestruck boy. “Of course you’re going to get into college! What’s got you worried? The fact that you’ve made a few grammatical errors that I’M helping you fix?” You stopped for a second, only to take a deep breath and start at it again. “You’re an amazing athlete, you’ve got good grades, your personality could charm the pants off of any woman-Ah ah, there’s no time for dirty talk I’m in the middle of a grand soliloquy.” You put your pointer finger up, nagging it at the smirking Steve, knowing exactly what he was going to do if you hadn’t said it. “I’m not going to just sit here and let the person that I love talk shit about themselves and be so harsh when really they should be super happy about the fact that they’re doing fanfucking-tastic! You’ve been stressing over this paper, hell this whole college thing for the past month and a half! Suck it up and accept the fact that you’re getting into college, even if I. myself have to drag you there by your Ferrah Fawcett coated hair.” Taking a deep breath you were finally done with your rant, your hands on your hips in true frustration form. Steve sat there with a cheesy but shy grin, never have you seen that before, making you raise an eyebrow.

“You love me?” Steve asked quietly, standing up from the couch and in front of you now. Thinking back at what you had said your eyes widened, the word had slipped out and you hadn’t even noticed, but clearly the grinning boy in front of you did. A bright blush took over your face, embarrassed that you had let your feelings come out in such an explosive way. But to your defense, that’s what happens when you keep them buried for three months. Steve’s hand came to your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear sweetly. “Out of all of what I just said that’s what you choose to focus on? Maybe you aren’t getting into college after all.” You replied back with sass, it was your only defense. Rolling his eyes at you, Steve grabbed ahold of your waist, pulling you in closer to him, causing you to giggle. “Shut up and kiss me smartass.” Without any hesitation, you pressed your lips against Steve’s, your arms wrapping around his neck while he kissed you back feverishly.

Never would you have imagined you would be standing intertwined, kissing the jocky Steve Harrington. But overtime he proved that he was much more than just the average party going, cocky all-star athlete. He was much more than all of those things, he was caring, seriously overprotective, kind hearted when he wanted to be, and most of the time his intentions were nothing but pure and good. Steve and you pulled apart after a minute or two of heavy kissing. “Come on lover boy, let’s finish this paper so we can get back to the fun stuff.” You encouraged with an eyebrow raise, taking his hand and pulling him back to the couch with a red pen back in your hand.

“Oh man do I love you and the sound of that.”

Author’s Note: I can’t believe I banged out this request so fast tonight but I think it turned out pretty well! Let me know what you guys think! Requests are open!! xx Lexie.

Masterlist

monsta x with normal jobs

shownu:

  • works at a pet store
  • was offered a promotion to be manager but turned it down since he’s also working like another 2739 jobs
  • will help out even at the groomers and sometimes the vets
  • everyone loves him
  • you would not expect a guy with such a big build working there but
  • is a little squish just like the animals there
  • the rabbits will just look so small in his hands
  • lets the children hold the animals too
  • is saddened when he has to pick out the dead fish in the tanks but will do it because it’s apart of his job
  • the best employee ever
  • is all smiley and cute and gentle and awh
  • but lowkey dies inside every time he sees someone smudge their hands over the glass panel of the bunny village that he just cleaned
  • he won’t let that get him down though because he can just clean it again
  • it means he can play with the bunnies for longer

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I can’t stop thinking about the interview with Louis this morning and one of the things that keeps striking me, is the kindness. The fact Nick clearly planned something which would make Louis feel at ease. If you look at the first pictures, that’s Nick’s smile when he knows he’s going to play the clip where Niall says how important Louis was to the band. Nick KNOWS it’s a lovely clip, and he’s smiling like he’s looking forward to playing it for Louis and hearing it again himself.

Then look at how it makes Louis react. An uncontrollable smile, sweeping his hair back, sitting back in his chair, trying (and failing) to hide how chuffed he is and how happy it makes him feel. Leaning forwards and over the mic to listen, looking up at Nick as if to acknowledge that yeah, it’s nice to hear that and the smile’s back again. What’s Nick doing this whole time? Look at the next picture where Nick’s clearly stretched up in his chair and then at the one above where Louis looks up and he’s clearly making eye contact. Nick’s watching Louis react to every moment. The final screen grabs are from Nick saying how good he thought the Observer piece was when Louis brings it up. Louis says he hopes it was okay and Nick confirms, yes, really good and there’s Louis - proud as punch, completely at ease. 

Nick makes some bad jokes sometimes and he has an odd sense of humour that can jar with people, but the more I watch this interview, the more I appreciate that he was fundamentally kind and encouraging towards someone who might seem mouthy but who has been proven to have much more self-doubt and complexity than some people gave him credit for. Nick is so, so good at what he does. I already knew it, but this interview definitely showed Nick’s talent for making people feel welcome and at ease, as well as Nick’s thoughtfulness and empathy which hits me right in the feels.

call out my name [b.barnes]

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You promised him that you were bruised and not broken. You didn’t account for the demons that would follow hot on your heels. Déjá vu part 2.

Warnings: ptsd is mentioned, panic attacks, self loathing, brief mentions of nudity & sex (it’s innocent), fluff, crying, pure angst, you’re going to hate me. feel free to yell at me lol

Word Count: 5.3k+

DÉJÁ VÙ

Originally posted by buckybass

You stare at the bare ceiling. You’re covered in sweat and your own tears. Your shoulders tremble and you try your best not to shake the bed. Bucky was sleeping soundly, his profile facing your side of the bed. His flesh arm lays on your stomach subconsciously and you’re trying not to have another panic attack that wakes him up. He always knew when you were starting to panic, even if you were silent.

You squeeze your eyes shut. Tears leak out of the corners of your eyes and you’re finding it harder to breathe. You’re trying to remember the exercises Bucky and Sam have been trying to teach you in order to deal with your PTSD, but you always insisted you were fine. Now it’s coming back to bite you in the ass.

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