horrible people lol

Straight men: ❤😊😍👌
Gay men: ❤😊😍👌
Bi men: ❤😊😍👌
Cis men: ❤😊😍👌
Trans men: ❤😊😍👌
Black men: ❤😊😍👌
White men: ❤😊😍👌
Most types of men I haven’t mentioned: ❤😊😍👌

Straight women: ❤😊😍👌
Lesbians: ❤😊😍👌
Bi women: ❤😊😍👌
Cis women: ❤😊😍👌
Trans women: ❤😊😍👌
Black women: ❤😊😍👌
White women: ❤😊😍👌
Most types of women I haven’t mentioned: ❤😊😍👌

You’re cool no matter who you are: ❤😊😍👌

Subtle (Part 3)

Word Count: 16.3K+
Rating: T
Catch up here, here, or here
Summary: ย Barry and Irisโ€™s pasts cause problems for both of them, but a small moment together provides a little solace.

Part 3: Shattered (Can You Put Me Back Together?)

The tension in the parked car could be cut with a knife. Barry, whose gaze had been fixed on the people walking past his window, cut a quick glance over his shoulder to look at his girlfriend sitting in the driverโ€™s seat. A strand of her blonde hair had fallen in front of her eyes, but she made no attempt to brush it away. Her lips were pursed in a thin line and her eyes were narrowed as they stared sullenly out the front windshield. Despite the fact that the car had been turned off for the last ten minutes, her hands remained on the steering wheel that groaned under her palms from how tightly she was squeezing it. It was clear she was furious, and that fury, as evasive as she was attempting to make it appear, was clearly aimed directly at him, which was a conclusion that was confirmed when he reached out his hand to grab her right wrist, only for her to yank it out of his grasp before placing her hand back on the wheel.

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And the last part! Which leads straight to this one.

Feeling lost? Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

(Coffee shop AU)

anonymous asked:

"Maybe I'm just crazy" Annaleen? ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—

What We’re Owed

Pairing: Annaleen

Word Count: 1078

A/N; Sorry this was so late, I hope you enjoy it! 

“Maybe I’m just crazy,” Eileen sighed, stirring her cup of coffee with her spoon as she watched the cream meld with the black liquid, “but shouldn’t children be grateful for their parents bringing them into the world? I could have just as easily gotten rid of the brat, and how does she repay the hell she put me through? Following her heart? What kind of bullshit did that stupid old man fill her head with.”

“I don’t know,” Anna sighed. Eileen’s eye twitched at the annoying sound, fighting the urge to throw the steaming coffee on her friend’s face. Ha, friend. She had been spending too much time with the damn ball of sunshine and teddy bares. Both things that Eileen thought were far too overrated and unnecessary, much like the woman she was comparing them too. “I think Wendy knows what she owes me for taking her in. She’s always leaving me these adorable presents and sweet notes. She’s not my favourite for nothing.”

“And when was the last time you saw Wendy?” Eileen asked, voice dripping with sarcastic sweetness.

“Hmm,” Anna said, leaning back in her chair as she thought. The afternoon sun made her pale blonde hair glint, tip of her ponytail falling over her shoulder, purple icing smudged on her lip from her half eaten cupcake. “A week or two ago, I think? She made dinner for me the night I had that big presentation due!”

“Anna that was two and a half months ago,” Eileen said flatly, rolling her eyes at Anna’s shocked expression. “And didn’t she put lemon in the chicken? You know, the only fruit you’re allergic to?”

“Oh, she didn’t mean to! And the hives went down right away,” Anna smiled. Eileen wished Wendy had shoved an entire lemon down Anna’s throat instead of just spiking the chicken. She had to admit though, the kid could be ruthless when she wanted to be, which was better than her own wasted potential of a child. 

Regardless, they were spending far too much time not talking about Eileen. 

“Can you believe that Erza would rather be a teacher than follow my lead as a lawyer? All that genetic material wasted by that damn conscious of hers,” Eileen’s lip curled at the thought. Why would she ever lower herself to help others? If anything, they should be begging to help her. Just like Erza should, seeing as she failed her original purpose of keeping her father under Eileen’s control. While he was a stupid and cruel man, he had been hers, and Eileen would rather see the thing dead than lose control of what belonged to her. 

“Makarov has always been a strong believer in those things,” Anna admitted. Her nose scrunched like a kitten when she tried to pick all the pink sprinkles off the remaining half of her cupcake. Eileen hated kittens. Ironically, Anna hated pink. Weren’t they such a lovely pair. Eileen scoffed at her own thoughts before speaking. 

“I can’t believe she fell into the one fucking orphanage that won’t sell to Alvarez after the incident at the Tower,” Eileen sighed, stirring her coffee more violently as irritation built under her skin. “I told him mixing ages would lead to those vermin getting ideas but noo, Zeref refuses to listen to counsel as always.”

Legal council,” Anna reminded her, popping the rest of her cupcake into her mouth. Eileen felt her lip curl in a sneer at the emphasis Anna put on the word.

“I have known the man for almost a decade,” Eileen spat.

“And I have known him since he was a child.” Anna said, “helping him search through the orphanages for his lost brother only a few months old when Zeref was already ten or twelve. Or do you think I would take in five children of my own will?”

“Seeing as how you abandoned your actual blood niece I suppose not,” Eileen said dryly, conceding to Anna’s hard glare. Eileen much preferred when the cold steel entered her boring brown eyes than the usual vacant joy. “How long was it until you dropped Natsu off with Igneel anyway?”

“I had him for a few years, but you know boys, so gross and icky as they grow up.” Anna said. Zeref had been very displeased with Anna at giving away his thirteen year-old brother, which meant Eileen had enjoyed the few months of bliss where Anna wasn’t able to do no wrong. Nothing felt better than watching others fail.

“You finally have an empty nest now,” Eileen hummed. Natsu had gone off with Igneel, Gajeel to Metallicana, Sting and Rogue to those disgusting saps  Weisslogia and Skiadrum, and finally Wendy had moved in with Grandine. It was exhausting keeping track on these useless children, but Eileen liked to make sure she knew everything about everyone that interacted with her daughter. 

“Not quite yet,” Anna said, wagging her finger at Eileen. Eileen wanted to break it, but focused on her breathing instead.

“Wendy has moved in with Grandine now that her tours are over in wherever this stupid country is fighting against.” Eileen said sharply. 

“What?” Anna asked, hurt clouding her eyes as she looked at her empty plate. 

“For two and a half months,” Eileen said snidely, a pleasant feeling growing in her chest as she watched Anna finally understand what had happened. Served her right for being so damn naive. “And now what you see what I mean about children being so fucking ungrateful? Look at all we do for them, and this is how they repay us! Leading their own lives as if they don’t owe us those lives.”

Eileen swung her hand out in agitation, spilling the coffee across the table. She sighed standing up and grabbing her case. She was due in court in an hour and half, some stupid reporter putting their nose where it shouldn’t be and trying to ‘expose’ Alvarez production. As if they were any match for Eileen’s tongue. “C’mon,” she said, not looking at the still pouting Anna, “let’s go see if we can convince that little brat how good you were to her.”

Eileen snarled when Anna beamed up at her, grumbling but not shaking Anna off as she slung her arm around Eileen’s elbow. Satisfaction curled in her chest, easing her need to kick something when she saw the waitress hurry to their table with a rag and step in a puddle of the liquid.


 I’ve seen how much he needs you, how much you need him… you’re like two sides of the same coin.

[for the lovely Chofee]

Damn, this fucking hellsite…I can’t even follow a house hunting blog, a vegan blog, even a pro-choice blog (which you would think would be female centered) without seeing posts like, “I’M ANTI TERF! TERFs are horrible people!” lol 

anyways moving on i’m done 

Everyone else is listing the sounds that drive them insane so I may as well too. Right off the bat though, I have so many sounds/feelings/visual stimuli that I hate that I’m only gonna list a few of the worst ones. I have misophonia (or 4s) so there are tons of sounds that make me want to stab my eardrums out.

I hate ANY sounds caused by people eating, drinking, or breathing. Yep. The sounds people make just by existing, lol. I’m insanely sensitive to them too. Someone can be sitting literally 20 feet away and be chewing gum, and my brain will zero in on it like nothing else nearby is happening. I wish all it did was make me cringe or annoy me, but it’s so much worse than that. I literally go into Fight-or-Flight mode and either sprint out of the room in a panic attack, or sit there fuming and imagining ways I can harm the person causing the trigger (not gonna go into detail here with those thoughts, but I always envision extremely graphic, violent ways of making the sound stop). Thankfully I’ve never actually lashed out at people like some misophonics are unfortunately prone to :/ 

I have episodes several times a day, except for those rare days where I’m home alone. I avoid restaurants, airplanes, movie theaters, parties, even family dinner. It’s a huge problem honestly, and I have next to no control over it. At least to cope with it, I always carry around sound-proof headphones and earplugs. 

anonymous asked:

I'm sending you this so I can tell someone I'm doing it. By Sept. 5th I'm going to ask someone what we are, and then tell my friend (their ex) the result, anxiety be damned. Wish me luck!!

that’s so courageous, good luck indeed! if i’ve learned anything from being a hoe, it’s being straight up and blunt about figuring things out is the best way to go, even if you don’t get the answer you want. it’s so much better having a solid answer than wondering and playing games in your head! i hope things go well, and if you need a pep talk, i’m your girl!

anonymous asked:

Tbh, i've been rejected from jobs i'm perfectly qualified for or slightly overqualified for because i'm trans and it always hurts bc you know they gave it to some white cis queer person bc "we met our diversity quotas with no effort on our part to even consider queer trans people of color bc intersectionality is totally not a real thing."

And also let me tell you. I’ve been specifically told over a job rejection that despite the fact that they liked me they didn’t want to have to give all their staff training on how to work with a trans person that corporate demands they give if they hire a trans person. I swear that is horrible lol.

people r really terrible man im sorry u have to deal with that & im wishing u the best of luck in ur job hunting


zodiac meme:

hitokay asked: haikyuu!! + capricorn

self-centered, dominant, practical, shy, determined