Headcanon: At 14 years old Yang already looked like she was in her 20′s, leading some people to some uncomfortable realizations.
Not gonna lie, I like woke up in a cold sweat a few days ago with this dumb idea in my head, and I finished it off when I had some free time today. I think this is significantly less funny then I remembered thinking it would be. Which is about the usual for me.
Enjoy! ✧・ﾟ: *
so the humans are space orcs posts where we can just hide emotions from our customer service skill set, why don’t we take that a step further.
What about actors, who literally train for years to act different behaviors for different roles, from good guys to bad guys. One minute the human is kind and gentle, the next he is arrogantly addressing the pirates who invaded, all from his acting days.
Their strict memorization can help them recall lines for any situation. They can cry on cue, motivate their crewmates with a well place monologues, become the life of the party with one liners and comedic sketches.
Hell this can apply to dedicated fans. The ones who try to get in character at cosplays, or memorize entire dialogues from their favorite scenes.
Really I just want someone to write alien fic where a human quotes the wallet scene from pulp fiction and just fucking terrifies them
I thought you didn't like age difference in pairings but you ship roadrat? They're like twenty years apart.
I don’t like age differences when they’re a fucking kid and an ADULT.
Junkrat is 25, he’s got a job and a graduate’s degree (lmao, year wise I mean).
He’s a grown ass adult.
Plus he’s grown up in the irradiated outback.
I seriously doubt he’s not grown the fuck up, fighting for his survival.
You really don’t get me very well.
It’s not age differences I have a problem with.
My mom was married to a man 8 years older than her.
That’s not a problem cuz they met when she was 28 and he was like, 36.
The difference doesn’t matter so much when you’re a grown adult.
I just don’t like people acting like 14-18 year olds aren’t kids.
They are, seriously, they can’t and shouldn’t be in relationships with 21+ year olds.
The difference in maturity is astronomical.
And you really won’t get that, as a 14-18 year olds until you’re 21 yourself.
Junkrat, and this is gonna sound weird but, he’s mature.
He’s not only legally an adult but mentally, antics aside, he’s an adult too, he’s a criminal and a pyrotechnic.
Roadhogs 40 something, but it’s not like Junkrat just turned twenty or he’s a college student.
They met in the middle of nowhere.
They’ve both had their share of hardships and troubles.
They’re about mentally on par, if junkrats a little addle-brained, and I’d say Junkrat is old enough to make good decisions (even if he doesn’t do it lmao) and enter in a relationship with an older guy.
Particularly when that older guy doesn’t act like one or have a position of power over him.
In fact he’s technically the employee, lmao.
So TL;dr- anon, Junkrat is twenty frigging five. and he’s not the type to be taken advantage of, nor is he the gullible, innocent, non worldly kid type who has no business being with someone much older.
destiel, 3k, jealous!cas, light dean/lisa, pining and angst with a happy resolution
Castiel is about to
fit his key into his apartment door when he hears the voices: Dean’s gruff baritone mixed with a lilting melodic voice.
Castiel rests his
forehead against the door, shopping bags in his hands lightly hitting the pale
wood. He squeezes his eyes shut and wills himself not to be upset that it’s the
sixth day of the week that Lisa has been at their apartment.
He tries not to be
bothered that for the last month Dean has been utterly obsessed with this girl:
from late night phone calls to taking her to romantic dinners softened by
Cas tries to ignore the fact that he’s inexplicably jealous of Lisa.
accelerated post-secondary education program is grueling, and while in the end, he’s sure it’ll be worth it, as it
stands now…he doesn’t remember the last time he got more than three consecutive
hours of sleep, his laundry is piled up because he’s honestly just too tired to
deal with it all, and on top of the sheer burnout that comes with intensive
classes intended to prepare an individual to go to space is just.
to hold it together enough to get through these last few classes, and then he’s
on his way home. Before night comes, he’ll be back at home with his parents and
Keith, and he can see what’s been bothering Keith so intensely. Because
something’s up, and he can see it in the way Keith won’t text him unless he
needs a question answered, and in the way he won’t speak on the phone for more
than a moment or two, and in how those few moments when he will talk to Shiro,
he’ll be quiet and subdued.
He doesn’t think
it’s anything too serious, but Shiro is also well aware that his attention has
been mostly diverted towards his classwork, of late, and he’s letting Keith
slip through the cracks, but there’s not much he can do about that right now.
He just has to get through today, and then he can pay attention to Keith.
forward to it, to be honest. He misses his brother.
finally, his last class ends, and as
soon as humanly possible, Shiro has his bag and is out the Garrison door and on
the train home. He usually hates the train—it’s crowded and loud and cramped,
but today, he doesn’t mind. Everyone else seems to be filled with the same
lethargy he has, and he can just. Sit. And lean his head against the window,
been…quiet, lately. Not enough to concern their parents, Shiro thinks, because
they haven’t brought anything up to him—but then again, he has been away for a
few months, and Keith’s at an age where he might not want to get all caught up
in telling things to his parents. Still, Shiro’d like to keep judgements for after he’s actually talked to Keith. He
doesn’t want to make snap judgements, not for something as important as
potentially his entire relationship with his younger brother.
Shiro closes his
eyes and just feels—the cool glass sticking to his forehead, the rumbling of
the train over the tracks, the faint headache creeping up at the edges of his
head, his heartbeat that’s just a few beats too fast (a remnant of the past
month of over caffeination and stress and not enough sleep), his tense
He’s so tired.
He dozes, for the
rest of the ride home. It’s not the most restful sleep, but it’s a solid five
hours—it’s more than he’s had in the past week, so he wakes up at his stop
feeling more coherent than he has in what feels like forever.
Walking back from
the train stop, his bag swung over his shoulder, Takashi Shirogane is going
home, and he’s so glad. He’s missed these familiar streets, these comfortable
patterns of life. It’s peaceful.
(Well, it is
until he turns the corner.)
live on a corner, but he walks up along the side and turns to get to the front
yard, where there’s a sturdy, tall tree in the front. When he was younger, he
loved to climb it—and apparently Keith’s learned to do the same thing.
He turns, and
it’s like a slow-motion crash.
The sky is
bright, brilliant blue. The tree, impossibly tall, stands with its leaves
waving gently in the wind. Keith is sitting amongst the upper branches,
laughing at something Shiro can’t see. Shiro barely has time to smile and drop
his bags before he sees the disaster occur.
Keith leans too
far back, just the slightest bit, and Shiro can see his eyes widen and he can hear him gasp as he falls, leaves
ripping apart as Keith crashes down.
Shiro runs toward
the tree, but Keith falls faster than Shiro can make it across the yard and
Shiro has to watch his little brother hit the ground and bounce.
He doesn’t get
up, and Shiro is at his side almost immediately, babbling and shouting in
terror. He doesn’t remember what he’s saying—something about Keith being hurt
and Keith please God open your eyes Keith
please—and he’s so scared and
before he knows it his father is pulling him back, emergency services are
lifting Keith onto a stretcher, and their mother is getting into the ambulance
as it shrieks off.
He’s on the
ground again, hands bracing him from behind as he stares up at his father. He
can see his reflection in his father’s glasses—wide eyes, and absolutely
He doesn’t know
what to do.
His father helps
him up, and then they’re in the car, driving towards the hospital.
Shiro just keeps
seeing Keith hit the ground on replay in his mind—the way his head had landed
against the ground, bouncing and hitting it again and then staying achingly
Then they’re in
the waiting room, and a nurse is talking to Shiro soothingly, trying to
convince him that he’s in shock and he needs to sit down and she’s probably right but he can’t just sit and wait for
news he doesn’t want to be taken care of he wants to know if his brother is okay he just—he’s hyperventilating.
Maybe the nurse has a point.
It feels like
forever later (Shiro never did learn how long they waited, and he never asked,
to be honest) that a doctor comes out and tells them that Keith’s fine—stunned,
a broken arm from hitting branches on the way down, bruised ribs, and a mild
concussion from hitting the ground—but he’s alive and awake and he’ll be just
believe it until he sees Keith, small and pale and bruised but sitting up and
talking to their mother softly from his hospital bed. As soon as Keith turns
and sees him, he grins brightly, and Shiro can finally breath again, and his
hands stop trembling.
He makes his way
over to Keith, and cautiously pulls him into a tight hug, squeezing his eyes
He was so, so
scared. Keith is only twelve—he’s too young to be terrifying his brother like
softly, but Shiro hears him all the same.
“I could hear
you, you know. I couldn’t open my eyes, but I knew you were there. You’re
always there, when I need you to be.”
They never talk
about it, later, and Shiro honestly isn’t sure if Keith even meant to say it
out loud, but he did all the same and Shiro knows what it means that Keith even
though that, about him. He just holds him tighter, and feels the tension leave
them both with every breath.
later, Shiro is lost to space, and every time he goes to sleep he faces that
moment when Keith hit the ground, except in these dreams he doesn’t wake up,
because Shiro’s not there for him when he needs it. Not anymore.)
But right now, in
this moment, Shiro cradles his younger brother and swears to himself that he
won’t ever be too late ever again.
realize until he’s back at school that he never did get around to figuring out
what was up with Keith.)
thank you cool anon for requesting this, i gotchu covered)
Connor is video game obsessed as a child, his room is literally littered with cartridges and disks for them.
He was really good at Street-fighter (EX3) anddemolishes his dad at it, one day his mom makes him play with Zoe. And Zoe c r u s h es him at it. Lets just say he stopped playing that for awhile…
He stops playing them around high school cause he just doesn’t have time (he does pickup the occasional DS Mario Kart though)
Evan was a fiercely protected child, he literally never touched a joystick until high school. (Jared’s fault)
When Evan goes to Connors house for the first time he gets so confused why there are so many disks and crap laying everywhere.
Connor introduces Evan to all the classic games like Galaga and Donkey Kong.
Evan is obsessed with Frogger
He literally just starts meeting Connor at his house to play it while Connor just watches..
He makes the most adorable face while playing, he kid of screeches up his face but sticks his tongue out through his teeth as well.
Connors crush begins to develop as he watches him play the dreaded game.
Eventually Connor convinces Evan to move onto a two player game so he can play as well.
M I N E C R A F T
Connor’s the kind of person that goes on survival and just spends 20 minutes digging downwards so Ean gets pissed off at him for dying.
Evan on the other hand..
He’s all about creative mode, actually no.. he just really likes the fact that you can build a giant tree
Like, he literally (once again) met Connor in his room and he had built a tree covering the entire surface of the world.
They start their own little survival world together, Evan is obsessed with staying safe and just getting by.. but Connor is the one who goes out and kills monsters/ lures them to Evans house to scare him.
Connor hid the game because Evan starts to get addicted, going as far to pull all nighters just ti play it.
Connor gets him into alternative games, welcome to the Mario phase
They literally went as Mario and Luigi for halloween (Evans request) Connor as Luigi since Evan wanted to be Mario.
Connor went on “Mario Maker” to ask Evan out for the first time, he basically spelled out “Go out with me?” with blocks.
Evan said yes of course because thats the cutest thing ever.
“I knew you were acting weird today!”
“How could you possibly have known if i was asking you out?”
“I just.. I didn’t, but i could tell you were planning something..”
“Oh shut up Hansen..”
Their first date is literally just going to Connors house for Mario Kart tournament. Not creative, but still cute.
It almost ended up being their last date as Connor shot a red shell and won the tournament to cheat Evan out of first.
Evan didn’t talk to Connor for a week, but Connor didn’t worry about it because Evan would come back to him, eventually
When they did finally meet up again, Connor had to apologize almost 12 times before Evan agreed to play anything with him.
Connor brought up war games and Halo before but Evan wouldn’t play them because of the violence.
He’s a soft bean what do you expect
Evan gets the Nintendo switch before Connor so all of the gaming continues at the Hansens.
Erotic eye contact while playing the 1-2-switch games
After pulling an all nighter, they have their first kiss. Its more of a tired kiss if anything but they enjoy it.
“Did we just..”
“Wanna.. um, do it again”
“real smooth Connor.. But yes.”
Of course, Evans mom walks in on them and is perfectly fine. (She’s also really happy for Evan)
Connor’s parents find out eventually, (Cynthia walks in on Connor and Evan doing it.)
They have to leave the door open now…
Sometimes, Zoe has to sit in there and watch because of the sexual tension when they come in.
Zoe hates that her dork brother got a boyfriend before her, but also thinks its adorable that he did.
They start a youtube channel about them reacting to games and playing them
“Hi! and welcome to Evan and Connor play..”
“Why does your name get to be first?”
“B-because..we already named the channel that..”
“We can just change it..”
“kidding, okay moving on!”
Their biggest fan is Zoe, (secretly of course)
the Murphy parents don’t know about the channel, but Zoe eventually tells them. (Cynthia’s just happy the boys do something else other then make out up there)
Lets plays, Q&A’s, and many other pure themed things/challenges
just wanted to drop by and say thank you for all the nice and cute messages about my bald head, i was overwhelmed by all the positivity (especially on tumblr) and instead of answering every single ask, lemme just say big fat THANK YOU to all of you who took their precious time to write me♥ it really means a lot to me and i appreciate it♥