i had this on my drafts i guess i should post for reasons!!

star-anise  asked:

I challenge you to retell any piece of Jack or Bitty's college years as a series of in-universe RPF callout posts

**whispers** dammit this is clever and I’ve never done a real callout post so let’s see how this goes

*clears throat, we’re now in the land of my UBER SUCESSFUL in-universe rpf blog. My character will be one of an ex-Pimms shipper who’s been jaded by the discourse surrounding Jack’s OD.* 

Here’s a brief coverage of Fall Semester of Year Two: 

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Ive had this draft open for a few weeks now, trying to find the right words for what I want to say, so bear with me here.

First off: In the past, I’ve been accused of using my fandom fame to “bully” lesser-known blogs or even sending my followers to attack certain people (despite the fact Ive made multiple posts telling my followers there is no situation where sending hate is justified) so I’d like to preface this by saying I am not calling out any specific blog, fandom group, or shipping community. The purpose of this post is not to cause drama, but rather to bring attention to an issue I think the ML fandom as a whole needs to be aware of.

*ahem* anyways…


Wanting to “keep the peace” is not a valid reason to shut down real criticisms of real problems in the fandom.

Silencing discourse about important issues because you “want to keep the fandom drama-free” does not make you a saint.

Dismissing or attacking people when they draw attention to glaring problems in the fandom does nothing to help us grow and overcome these problems.

I’ve heard people say that the ML fandom is the nicest they’ve ever been in because there is no conflict. Because we all ship the love square right? Because we all want to see Adrien and Marinette end up together, right? 

ML Fandom: We are all united :) love square for life :) how could there possibly be drama? :)

Wait, artists are white-washing canon poc characters?

Wait, re-posters are stealing art and publishing without credit?

Wait, there is nsfw posted in the main fandom tags where children can see it?

Wait, bloggers are romanticizing abusive ships/tropes and exposing them to impressionable minors/actual abuse survivors?

Wait, lgbtaq+ creators are getting hateful comments telling them to “stop interfering with the love square”?  

Fandom: “…C’mon guys :/ stop complaining :/ lets keep the fandom drama-free :/…”

Now I get it, online fandom is a form of escape. I fully support the idea that fandom should be a safe space for everyone. As long as you are participating in fandom in a way that DOESN’T PUT OTHER PEOPLE AT RISK, you should be free to blog in peace.

That being said, the problem isn’t that people want a drama-free blogging experience, the problem is that some people are willing to make fandom enjoyable for themselves at the expense of others. They would rather ignore valid criticisms of fandom just because the problem doesn’t effect them personally, then accuse people who continue to draw attention to the problem of “stirring up drama in our good ol wholesome fandom.” 

But guess what?

There is no perfect fandom.

If a person of color tells you a piece of content is racist, you listen.

If an artist tells you reposting is wrong, you listen.

If an underage individual (or anyone really) tells you to keep nsfw art out of main tags, you listen.

If an abuse survivor tells you certain content is triggering/ potentially harmful, you listen. (Yes, even if you yourself are an abuse survivor using a scenario to “cope”.)

If an lgbtaq+ individual points out the disproportionate criticism of non-lovesquare (and in most cases non-het) content, you listen.

Ignoring, and in some cases even arguing against these claims doesn’t keep the fandom “drama-free”. Shutting down valid discourse doesn’t make ML Tumblr a “nicer” or “happier” place to be. 

All it does is does is alienate marginalized fans who fear that voicing their completely valid concerns over negative fandom trends will get them branded a bully or instigator of drama. 

All it does is absolve problematic people of guilt and embolden them to keep engaging in questionable fandom activities because they know the fandom is too concerned with “staying drama free” to do anything about.

All it does is further divide us.

And it needs to stop.

TLDR: If you shut someone down when they are pointing out a valid, important problem in the fandom, you are not trying to make the fandom “nicer for everyone”, you are trying to make the fandom nicer for yourself. Just because a problem doesnt effect you personally doesnt mean its not a problem. There is no such thing as a drama-free fandom, and ignoring key issues for the sake of pretending there is such a thing is irresponsible and disrespectful to marginalized member of the fandom.

April 7th.

Authors Note: Sooo I wrote this and then it deleted so I had to re-write it and to be honest the first draft was 100 times better, but it is whatever! 
Harry’s debut single is about to drop in a few hours: If my list is correct and the single hasn’t been released early. (This post is scheduled so if the song was released early. Ooops). 

You had gotten used to waking up at various hours to an empty bed, but you had hoped the emptiness wouldn’t be a thing while in New York. 

With dreary eyes, you look at the empty space beside you, the hotel room still darkened by the hour, the linen sheets draping around your body as you gradually sit up in the California King bed. With a heavy yawn, you pull your body from the softness of the sheets, forcing yourself to pad towards the balcony doors. 

He has been a mess the last few months, more so the last two weeks, it has killed you to see him so out of touch with himself, he has poured all his energy into this new development of his that he has managed to forget how to properly sleep. 

You and Harry arrived in New York in the early morning so he could prepare himself for the new step in his life, the dropping of his first single. To say the least, the hype is hurting him more than his own fans, the anticipation is killing him.

You reach for one of his jackets draped over the hotel chair and you pull it up your arms before you step outside onto the balcony where he is leaning against the railing, his arms pressed to the railing, his back slightly arched. 

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hs au shitposting

ask @stubbornjerk​ and i about this beautiful and pure high school au. i have another post in my drafts about the basics of how shit goes down here but shitposting comes first, always

(also, i made a deal that if they could make aaron look good in ugly vaperwave aesthetic, i had to shitpost a little bit)

  • neil and kevin are roommates
    • this would not be a bad thing if neil wasn’t raised in direct contact of kayleigh day’s Angry Gaelic Mom Voice
    • the look of horror on his face when he heard That Tone when she found the pile of rocks he was throwing into kevin’s room through his window?
    • it was nothing compared to how he ran home at a dead-sprint, kevin following him and praying his mam didn’t kill him later
      • (he was not about to pick up neil’s mess when his mother was still in Murder Mode, oh no, kevin day is smarter than that)
    • this has escalated to kevin imitating That Tone whenever neil won’t do his chores around the apartment
      • neil: you’re becoming your mother
      • kevin: and you’re doing the chores so who’s the real winner here

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Lover AND A Fighter

Originally posted by giggleplier

Request: Omg, could you do a teamiplier request (with bf Ethan) where the reader is a smol bean but like hella strong and is a martial artist and they get into a brawl (obviously informing the victim that they are a fighter) and teamiplier is just like ‘omg smol bean can kick ass’. Maybe like the person they beat up is a creep that tries chatting them up and touches them inappropriately (nothing to bad, like maybe ass touching?? But reader says no???)

Summary: It’s Mark’s birthday (it actually is coming up soon awww) and you guys have the great idea of having his birthday party at a bar where he can’t drink. Fights ensue.

A/N: Hey y’all sorry I didn’t post all week. I have no excuse, I just couldnt really find the inspiration for this fic at first rip. Anyway here I am! With a fic! Hope you guys enjoy :D (ps in case you don’t usually read my A/N 2.0 at the end of the fic, make sure you read it this time. Got a cool thing to tell you guys hehe

Wordcount: 1240, woohoo they’re getting longer!

Requests are closed at the moment, sorry folks!

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Pure - Chapter 8

Summary: I’m a survivor. At least that’s what someone once told me. He was probably right, which explains a lot about me. Survivors are selfish and despicable, although I think he meant it as a compliment. Problem is, what I’m surviving for is sometimes hard to tell anymore.

A what if Katniss had gone to Cray, alternate Panem story.

WARNINGS: RATED E (I’m not kidding about this one) for language, canon compliant mentions of child abuse, mentions of drug usage, prostitution, underage (17 years old with older partners), mentions of assault, and explicit sexual content. Buckle up. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.

Chapter 8 now posted to AO3 and FF.net

“How did you survive?” she asks. I swallow my fear as she pins me to the chair with her brown eyes. I look down at the frame and smile at the picture of the young girl who I would guess is the oldest, standing on her toes and leaning in towards her mother, holding a newborn. For some reason, her birdlike pose makes me think of Prim. And I tell Amelia Seeder the truth.

Every one who is enjoying this story should consider sending a thank you to @peetabreadgirl. Without her, I wouldn’t have gotten past chapter 1. I wouldn’t have submitted the first two chapters to PiP. I might’ve given up somewhere around chapter 5. And again after I had the whole thing drafted. PBJ, you’ve been voice of reason, cheerleader, kick in the ass, friend, and editor. There really is nothing in this world like a good beta. *Muah* darling.

Chaos and Adventure (ME Fic)

I was @qbert0​‘s Holiday Harbinger gifter, and wanted to write something to go with the dice bag. You mentioned that you liked fShep/Liara and Garrus/Tali as a secondary pairing, that you enjoyed the whole gang’s adventures in the Citadel DLC, and requested no heavy emotional angst, so I tried to write a bit of fluff that captured some of those themes. It was a fun piece to write and I hope you enjoy it!

Post-game, ambiguous as to ending but Shepard is alive, pretty much pure fluff.

Judging from the length of the line outside, the rebuilt Ryuusei’s Sushi Bar was even popular than the old one. Even in civvies, Shepard was quickly recognized and waved to the front of the line. Liara had wondered if she would prove to be on some sort of restaurant blacklist, but if the maître d’ was aware of Shepard’s role in the demise of the sushi bar’s previous incarnation, she gave no sign. “Welcome, ma’am, Ryuusei’s is honored to have you,” she said smoothly. “This way, please, the rest of your party is waiting for you.”

Liara took a moment to look over the place. The renovation had been extensive (and doubtless expensive). Fish swam contentedly below her feet, unaware of the tragic fate of their predecessors. The wood paneling was carefully aged as if to suggest that the restaurant had been in continuous operation for decades, and certainly had not been invaded by mercenaries or swarming with Reapers at any point.

The maître d’s brow was furrowed in a look Liara had learned to interpret as impatience. She fell in beside Shepard as they made their way across the restaurant. Garrus Vakarian gave a quick wave from across the way – of course, he had spotted them first. Tali’Zorah’s attention appeared to be completely absorbed by the “NEW Dextro Menu!” in her hands, but she quickly glanced up as the maître d’ pulled out Shepard and Liara’s chairs.

“Shepard! Liara!” she said. “It’s so good to see you!” Liara didn’t need to be able to see Tali’s face to know that she was smiling. “It’s been too long.”

“Well, if some people could tear themselves away from their homeworlds more often…” Shepard said teasingly.

Garrus spread his hands. “You know how it is, Shepard,” he said ruefully. “One meeting after another, datapad after datapad filled with decisions to be made… It’s enough to make a turian think about resuming his vigilante career. I’d have thought the Reaper advisor would be, eh, off the hook with the Reapers gone…”

“Ah, ah!” Tali waved a finger in mock indignation. “No Reaper talk.”

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Keep It Professional Chp. 8

Sneak Peek!

As promised, even though there was no chapter this week, I have a little snippet from part of next week’s chapter to tide you over until next Sunday ;)

[read Keep It Professional on Ao3]

*fair warning, I always do a lot of editing and changing before the final draft of a chapter is ready, so some parts of this scene could be different in the actual chapter I post*

Felicity looked up from her laptop at the clicking sound of Oliver’s bedroom door opening. He stepped out into the hallway, rubbing his eyes sleepily before stretching, and her gaze unconsciously magnetized to the patch of bare skin that appeared when his t-shirt rode up.

“What are you doing up?” he asked, and her eyes snapped up to meet his confused ones.

“Couldn’t sleep.” She shrugged, “It’ll probably take some time before I’m used to the new room and bed. Some of my professors have started posting their syllabi, so I thought since I was just staring up at my bedroom ceiling, I’d be productive instead and start putting assignments and stuff into my calendar.”

He pulled his phone out of the pocket of his shorts and showed her the screen which was full of calendar update notifications, “I see that now.”

“Oh. Sorry about that. I guess I should change the settings on our sync, you don’t really need to know all that stuff.” She watched as he walked over to the little kitchenette and opened the fridge to pull out a bottle of water. “Why are you awake this early?”

“I’m going to try out a new gym,” he explained, taking a swig of water. “I always went at this time back in Starling, so I could get it in before I had to be at your house.”

She nodded in acknowledgement while wondering what other habits of his she would discover now that they lived together. Which was a concept she was still processing, seeing as it had been less than 24 hours since they first stepped foot into their spacious floor of her Uncle’s townhouse. Caroline had lived at the mansion as long as she could remember, and so did a few other staff members, so she didn’t understand why being under the same roof as Oliver felt so different than that had.

Probably because you weren’t ogling their abs at 4:32am.

“You still want to leave for the office at seven, right?” Oliver asked.

“Yeah,” she nodded. She was supposed to be starting off her day meeting with some applicants for the position of her assistant that HR had screened since she hadn’t been able to convince her assistant back home to move with her to New York, and henceforth away from her boyfriend.

“Okay. I’ll be back long before that,” Oliver assured her, slinging a small duffel over his shoulder.

He started to head for the stairs and, for some unexplainable reason, she piped up, “Wait. Can I come with you?”

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anonymous asked:

If you're doing headcanons, could you please do one with RFA and the Minor trio reacting to an MC that's usually peaceful and non-confrontational, until someone threatens/hurts someone they care about. Then it's curses and threats and violence. (For example, doing serious damage to anyone who comes close to the bars when they're kidnapped by mint eye cause how dare they try to torture/kill MC's friends.) Thanks! ^w^ (sorry for the long ask)

✿ I completely lack any self-control and these asks really reminded me of Sidhe and i couldn’t resist drawing Sidhe Inverse, so she’ll be your MC for the evening. I hope you enjoy (even tho i took hella liberties with this request omg), and can forgive the length. (i’m not really sure if I like this post or not, but maybe someone will find the ideas interesting orz)

Also, spoilers ahead, as usual. Be warned if you haven’t played that character’s route! 


  • Yoosung thinks it is adorable how dedicated you are to your ‘catch-and-release insect salvation’ project, and it practically melts his heart that you tear up over small baby animals. When you bring an injured bird to him one day, begging him to help you save its life, well…
  • He was certain you were the one for him before this, but this just seals the deal. You’re so sweet! You’re so gentle! And he seriously needs to protect you, because you let yourself get bullied so easily due to how timid you are.
  • …Particularly online. God!! Why do so many weirdos approach you and harass you? You’re so nice - you’re always too awkward to tell them to go away - but all these people have an agenda, and that agenda is getting into your virtual pants. Complimenting your character model, oversharing their personal problems with you and making you feel responsible for their well-being, asking you weird questions…
  • It’s gross!!!! It’s so gross!!! Whenever it happens, Yoosung gets so salty over it and whispers the offender to back off, ur his girlfriend, ok
  • He doesn’t understand why you feel like you need to put up with it. He’s always worried that someone weird is going to hurt you, either in reality or the game. You tell him that - that really, seriously, he doesn’t need to worry about it, you are totally capable of handling yourself and nothing bad would happen to you, really… but Yoosung is thoroughly unconvinced.
  • Admittedly, you don’t fight him too hard, because he’s… he’s…
  • ……he’s so cute when he’s being all brave and defending you! And it’s really so much easier than working up the nerve to talk back to people, and - 
  • And.
  • Okay. You know it’s probably not right that you leave everything to him. Sometimes, you feel really guilty about it, actually - like you’re a parasite that’s just leeching off him - but… it just… makes you feel so nice when he protects you! And it makes him happy to feel like he’s defending you, so…
  • If it’s working out… it’s fine, right?
  • For a long while, it is fine. Yoosung never learns that, quite honestly, you don’t really need his help - like, that guy at the bar who was getting too close to you and trying to see your face? You could have decked him and axe-kicked him into the dirt. That dude who was forcibly trying to get you to come with him to some weird… antique show? You could have kicked out his knees and run. That pickle jar you got out of the fridge? u totally had that shit, ok, but yoosung was just TOO CUTE and you found yourself just… letting him take charge (and fangirling when he looked S O COOL)
  • one day, though, something weird happens, and you find that, oh, haha. it’s time for you to take care of things.
  • The two of you were taking a nice hike in the woods outside town, just… getting away from the video games and soaking in the spring air, when you noticed that a really, really weird group of people were following you. Three men, two women, and… they were all wearing the same necklace. Green, a bit shiny, and in the shape of a -
  • …you recognize that eye. You remember it from those e-mails.
  • they’re the people who hurt Yoosung.
  • It feels like a switch is flipped inside your head. Everything goes really quiet, and you get this strange feeling inside your chest. It’s like… enlightenment. Like a truth has suddenly been revealed to you, like you’ve just understood a commandment that from now on you know you must always uphold.
  • you are not going to let anyone ever touch yoosung again.
  • Yoosung notices that… something is up with you, and he gets really concerned, but you tell him to just… trust you and listen, okay?
  • There isn’t anyone else on the path besides you and your pursuers, but you know that up ahead there’s a place where there’s a sudden, pretty sharp turn, and you might have a chance to lose them if you hide just after going out of sight.
  • …Unfortunately, as you turn around the big rock, you find that the cult had the same idea, and there’s another group of people waiting for you.
  • S H I T.
  • They lunge for Yoosung, shouting something about how the savior wants to see him! and you don’t even think. You step in front of Yoosung, slamming your elbow into the man’s stomach and then throwing him over your shoulder. A woman joins the pile a few seconds later, and that makes everyone stop - including the group that’s run up to cut off your escape back the way you came.
  • You feel… weirdly calm, even as Yoosung is looking at you in horror. Without stumbling or stuttering at all, you say that unless these people go away and leave you alone forever… you’re going to rip their throats out.
  • …you probably should have expected that they wouldn’t listen to you. you’re short, after all. you act cute. you don’t swear, you bake muffins like a grandmother, and you wear a nice little cat-ear hoodie. but. as they approach you - for some reason, completely fixated on taking yoosung - you also know that you’re capable of something else.

it’s time for them to take the maximum amount of damage.

  • It’s probably a good thing Yoosung is there, because seeing him in the corner of your vision keeps you from actually killing anyone. In a way, he’s still protecting you - but it’s your morality he’s guarding now. Your sense of self. Your identity.
  • Because he’s there - because you can hear his voice, calling your name - you manage to come back from whatever weird trance you were in, and you haven’t done anything truly abhorrent by the time he snatches up your hand and absconds the hell out of there with you.
  • The two of you don’t talk until you’re at home, because you don’t stop running until you make it through the doorway to Yoosung’s apartment. It’s……. really starting to sink in what happened in the forest, and you’re terrified that he’ll think that part of you is vile. Disgusting. You’d wanted to protect him, but because of that… will he think you’re awful?
  • He’s accepted your kindness, your generosity, your love of people and love of life… but can he accept how far you’d go - and that awful feelign inside of you? You start to ask him that, but he buries you in a hug, pulling your face into his shoulder like he’s never going to let you go.
  • He was scared. For you, with you, of you… but ultimately he is thankful of your love and devotion. 
  • When he first met you, Yoosung couldn’t see you for you; he could only see the traces of Rika within you. But now? He is determined to see you for who you really are, both the parts that are pleasant and kind… and the parts that are uglier, too. Angrier. Sharper. 
  • though, of course, he doesn’t want you to have to beat people up, so he protects you in the best way he can - calming down, getting serious, and contacting Seven before anything else can happen.

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my amazing edit !!!

Okay so I meant to do a follow forever when I reached 500 (which was close to a year ago) but 500 turned into 1.6k (I still have that unfinished follow forever rotting in my drafts) and I still didn’t make one… And then months later, guess what ?? I still hadn’t made one !! Here I am, a few followers away from 2.5k, barely making a follow forever. This is beyond overdue… 

Anyways, I’ve had this blog for close to three years now but it wasn’t active until last year when I got into kpop. I’ve gained a lot and wow I still can’t believe it. Thank you everyone who made this past year great and all the friends I’ve made on here ilysm~… Since this is my first follow forever, idk what else I’m supposed to say besides thank you !! without further ado, here is my messy attempt at a follow forever. woo ! I am probably forgetting several blogs (sorry), but I included my blogroll!! thank you again and ily~

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On the College Essay

Well, first some life updates:

  • I own a chocolate fountain. I got it at my grad party because my dad and I were setting up for it and we found it in our attic. I’ve actually owned it for a while now but I realized I never put it on my blog and I felt like it should be here.
  • Also I’m working on that database at work (and trust me, it’s keeping me pretty busy) and this week I was so mad at the code I anger quacked at it the other day. Then MIT Student Life retweeted it: 
  • So if the combination of my angry quacking and chocolate fountain doesn’t get me a date first semester, I’m going to be disappointed.
  • Also Nate Ruess’s new album is kind of my life right now and I think it’s a work of art and everyone is sick of listening to me talk about it and my boss is also tired of it and my remixes I’ve been making during my lunch breaks and it sounds amazing in my computer and makes me want to film so many things and I should be doing physics and…I’m even listening to it right now. ART!!!

But this entry actually isn’t about my quacking or chocolate fountains! It’s about the college essay!

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Why we may never meet Baby Watson

I’ve posted various theories on the pregnancy before, and I still don’t think we have enough clues to come up with one as the clear probable case. Mary’s faking it? Maybe. John’s not the father? Possibly. Stillborn? Parentlock? Baby is an alien? Sure, why not.

Then I started thinking about the few times from the end of TSo3 onward that the baby is actually mentioned. And from a writer’s perspective, one thing started to stick out. But that thing is…well, a bit not good.

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One Last Time | Rucas OneShot

8 years after graduation Lucas Friar gets a call from his high school sweet heart asking to meet up for drinks. Will old feelings come rushing back or did they ever really leave in the first place? Inspired by the song “Wedding Bells.”
Here’s the song if you’re curious [xxx]

A/N: This is my first time writing from a POV and I hate it lol not my best but it was in my drafts so I figured I post it.

When I got the call from Riley telling me she was in New York and wanted to meet up for drinks I was ecstatic. She and I dated throughout high school but ended things once college started. We still loved each other, it was just hard to maintain a long distance relationship and good grades. The split was amicable and thankfully, there’s no bad blood between us.

Over the years we got to watch each other grow and I essentially got to witness her become super successful. Since she was always traveling for work we never got to see each other in person but she would send me her stories and I’d keep her updated on vet school.

Apart from Zay, I talk to her the most. It’s always been easy, I’ve always loved talking to her.

I walk into her favorite bar and take a seat in a booth towards the back. I face the door so I can see her when she comes in. I’ve known this girl since 7th grade but for some reason I still get a nervous feeling in my stomach when it comes to her.  

I hear the door open, look up, and almost immediately my gaze falls on her. It’s been years but I’d still recognize her anywhere. She’s still the same Riley, just as gorgeous as I remember.

I stand up and wave her over. Her smile when she notices me leaves me a bit flustered.

“Lucas, it’s so good to see you!” She says, sinking into my embrace.

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Second Chances -- Part 1

A/N: I’ve been talking about this for a while, but it’s been hard to finish given all of the asks and drafts I needed to get through.

My plans for this fic aren’t settled, but I intend to continue this for quite some time (I have quite a few ideas for where to take it that I’m looking forward to working on).  For now, though, I’m just going to post the first section to give you all a taste for what’s to come.

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anonymous asked:

Hi can you do how you and got7 would fight? Like how it would start and how you two fix it? Thank you!!

Hey there, Anon! I like your request, haven’t seen this often so I’m glad to write about this :3
I am soooo sorry about the super delayed reply but my imy smart ass saved this post as a draft instead of publishing it =_=
I have interpreted your request as what would get them ticked off. Alrighty, here we go! :D


How would it start: with a misunderstanding, because he is more of the listener type rather than talker, so he might communicate his thoughts/emotions well so sometimes it is hard for you to ‘read’ him.
“If I didn’t have to guess what is on your mind half of the time, maybe things would have ended differently*
“Oh so now it’s MY fault?!”
He would most likely leave the room if it got too much for him.

How would it get fixed: If the issue wasn’t that big of a deal, one of you, if not both, would apologize. If it was a big argument, he would need a bit of time to get over it, even though I don’t think he is the type to hold grudges.


How it would start: over something petty, considering his short temper. But, he would cool off as fast as he got mad.
“(Y/N), why did you eat all my leftovers?”
“Because I was hungry..?”
“Don’t play smart with me.Those were MY leftovers”
“Omg, Jae. I can buy more for you if you really want. It’s not a big deal.”
“No, forget it”
(I wrote this one like this because I thought of the interview where they say that JB and Jackson got into an argument because someone ate Jb’s chicken wings. Turns out it was Bambam that ate them, but Jackson didn’t wanna snitch and took the blame for it. My angel, I can’t even. That’s why I love him)

How would it get fixed: If JB knows he is wrong for losing his temper he would apologize soon after the argument/getting mad. For some reason, I fell like if it were a big fight where you didn’t talk to each other for a while, it would most likely end up with make up sex. LMAO. Yes please.     


How it would start: small arguments would get resolved on the spot. He wouldn’t like to get a sour mood over something not important. Actual big fights would be pretty rare with him and they would be about something serious. but in those situations he would become a ticking bomb. He wouldn’t hear reason until he cooled off. One thing he wouldn’t tolerate is dishonesty/lies (except for white lies)
“So, when were you planning on telling me the truth, huh?”
“Jackson, I–”
“You know what? Save it. You probably are just going to lie to my face again”
And he would storm off. 

How it would get fixed: After he had time to let steam out, he would have a talk with you and settle the issue. Then, at the end, with a tight hug, he would make you understand he was over it.


How it would start: He would mostly get really annoyed, rarely legit mad. You are most likely to get the silent treatment. 
“You went and did it anyway, even though I told you you shouldn’t. I was worried sick the whole time, you know?”
“I’m sorry, Jinyoungie.”
*he pouts annoyed and doesn’t say anything*

How it would get fixed: He can’t stay mad at you too long, but I feel like you should be the first one to crack and go to him and then he would let you know that he was over it already.


How it would start: How dare you make him mad in the first place?? Lol jk. Not really. OMG this guy is the embodiment of sunshine, rainbows, and freshly baked cinnamon rolls. I can’t even picture him getting mad. For some reason, anytime I have seen him lose it a bit he would always throw his hat LOL. Idk over what specifically he would get mad, but I can assure you that if you made him get to his breaking point, you will have opened the gates of hell. He would have a complete 360 and go ape sh*t.

How it would get fixed: He will simply realize he needs to chill and take a deep breath before saying or doing anything else.


How it would start: over him taking longer than you to get ready, unless you both your makeup together xD  lol. I had to think long and hard about something he would get mad about. Maybe some joke that he got offended about, or something like that.

How it would get fixed: I don’t think Bambam holds grudges so you would most likely talk it out and apologize, him for over reacting to a joke, and you for offending him when you didn’t mean to.


How it would start: We all know that this giant kid does not like being bossed around or feel like someone is better than him for no reason, giving sh*t to his hyungs most of the time who have now given up on trying with him most of the time. So he would be quick at letting you know you can’t just order him around and stuff like that.
“I am not a kid. I may be young, but by no means I am a child!”

How would it get fixed: you would be surprised at his outburst since he is generally a cute, fluffy guy. After being taken aback, you would tell him you didn’t know he felt that way and when he finally starts doing aegyo you would know he was not mad anymore.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just wanted to ask you, since you were talking about Katsuriko headcanons, if you have any Yutamaki headcanons? It's okay if you don't, but I really liked your headcanons for Yuta that you did before and I'm just curious about any you might have for Yutamaki. :D

Sorry for the delay, anon! I wound up with more than I expected for these two, too lol

Another anon also asked if I had any head-canons for them post-series, so I’m including both, my Honoka headcanons and the YutaMaki ones!

(Yuta headcanons here)

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Feel So Close  - Chapter 7

Hey guys – Thanks for being patient with us. Sorry this took us so long to get out, but life got crazy hectic with the holidays and all of us being home with our families, working, etc. This one is pretty long, as usual. Let us know what you think. 

Writers: @stolenkissesprettyliies/@tayvintrashcan, @boxesticked, & @ttayvinaf

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this isn’t the cuddly kind of christmas fic you might expect, but it is the cuddly kind of christmas fic i needed to write

only the lightest of spoilers for elementary s4, tw for mentions of parental emotional abuse, i know neither jack nor shit about nyc so pls forgive any bits that don’t make any goddamn sense

blessed yuletides or w/e

Christmases with Sherlock have never been an elaborate affair.

Their first was simple: Joan ducked out for an hour-long dinner with her family, made polite (if more than a little distant) conversation, dodged her mother’s more intrusive questions, and then cited sober companionship as her reason to leave before everyone else. The taxi ride back to the brownstone was wasted in worrying about the gossip that surely started the moment she closed the door, but arriving at the brownstone–dark, silent, halls completely undecked–felt a bit like a breath of fresh air. She found Sherlock in the TV room practicing his memory game, fell asleep in the armchair with the white noise of eight garbled television programs washing over her, and woke up the next morning with a quilt tucked around her shoulders.

Their second was nervous, with both of them still settling into the new terms of their relationship to one another–at least until Sherlock broached the topic of her holiday plans on Christmas morning with an unreadable expression, and Joan admitted that she’d told her parents they were mired in a very important case and she wouldn’t be able to make it to dinner. He visibly relaxed (though he quickly turned to try and hide his reaction) and they spent the day as they would any other.

Their third found them actually mired in an important case, working so hard that she was barely aware of the passage of time, until she picked up her phone to update Bell on their latest theory and found several increasingly concerned texts from her mother and brother. A quick call–yes, I’m alright, yes, I’m sorry, yes, we’re very busy, three people are dead, I won’t go into the details, please enjoy dinner–and then it was back to work.

Their fourth, Joan suspects, is going to be very different.

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soratori42  asked:

So, are you allowed to tell us the phonology (phonetics??, idk) of Irathient, Castithan, and Indojisnen? And if so, could you please tell us- you've mentioned the sounds in the languages, but I've never actually seen them all written out (plus it might help all the people trying to figure out all the letters/symbols and what they stand for) Anyway, thanks (in advance I guess)

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Anyway, the phonology of all three languages? Detailing the phonology of one language would take ages, if you mean everything (which may or may not include the sound changes that produced the modern language). If I think I understand your meaning, though, you’d like the romanization systems and their phonetic equivalents? I can do that, though this will still be a long post.


The Castithan phonetic inventory is pretty vanilla, compared to other things. As a language that’s been around for a while, though, it’s just been worn down. The romanization system should be fairly straightforward for English speakers. The following consonants are pronounced like their IPA equivalents:

p, b, t, d, k, g, f, v, s, z, h, m, n, l, w

The following sounds have different pronunciations from their equivalent IPA symbol:

r [ɾ], y [j], j [dʒ]

The following digraphs are used to represent single phones:

ch [tʃ], th [θ], dh [ð], sh [ʃ], zh [ʒ], ny [ɲ], ng [ŋ], ly [ʎ]

Many non-palatal sounds can be palatalized, and these are spelled with a following y. The sequence [ŋɡ] is always spelled ngg.

The vowels are: a [ɐ/ɑ], e [e], i [i], o [ɔ], u [u]. Pronunciation will vary by actor, though.

Other things to keep in mind with Castithan is that, for example, a palatalized r becomes zh at the beginning of a word, and a labialized r always becomes w (similar change turns l into y and w in the same environments). Stressed short i becomes ye and stressed short u becomes wo. Voiceless consonants voice intervocalically when they’re singletons unless they were old emphatics (so Datak actually has two old emphatics in his name).

Regarding phonotactics, Castithan used to allow no codas whatsoever. In sequences like vyengga, the word for “six”, the old pronunciation would have been [ˈvi.ᵑɡa], as the old language had a series of prenasalized stops. The prenasalized stops dropped out at the beginning of a word (hence Datak’s name, which used to be [ˈⁿdai.t’a.k’ɔ]), and the nasals became codas elsewhere. In addition, short vowels dropped in unstressed syllables between voiceless consonants (thus, shtako began its existence as [si.ˈtaː.k’ɔ]). When fricatives follow stops, they’re a part of the same syllable, thus a usual past tense, like fanupsa “ate” would be [ˈfa.nu.psa].

Then there’s a bunch of other stuff. The writing system is tough to figure out, because any single sound can be spelled about a dozen different ways, depending on where it is in the word.

Stress is generally on the first syllable, but can appear on any of the first three syllables of a root. The stress system followed the old system which had long vowels which affected length (along with geminates).


Irathient has a couple phonological quirks that make it fun. To start with, the following sounds are spelled the same as their IPA symbols in the Irathient romanization:

p, b, t, d, k, g, f, v, s, z, h, r, l, w, m, n

The following digraphs are used to represent single phones:

gy [ɟ]/[j], th [θ], sh [ʃ], ny [ɲ], ng [ŋ]

As with Castithan, the sequence [ŋɡ] is spelled ngg.

The vowels of Irathient are: a [a], e [ɛ], ei [e], i [i], o [o], u [u], ai [ai], ǝ [ǝ] (capitalized as Ǝ).

Now, there is a variant romanization system I used for the scripts, because they can’t accept the character “ǝ”. For that system, aa represents [a] and a represents [ǝ]. I switched away from that system for the official romanization I use for my dictionaries specifically because of Rockne O’Bannon. Rockne didn’t like double a’s for some specific reason that I didn’t quite get (something have to do with Farscape). That’s the only reason I would’ve ever tried to push a crazy character like “ǝ” on non-linguistically-savvy users. The a/ǝ spellings remained and were being used until Brian Alexander recommended I switch to Final Draft, the software writers use to write scripts. Final Draft is great, but has almost no Unicode support whatsoever (fans of Game of Thrones will know this as the reason that I always screw up long vowels in High Valyrian, as Final Draft doesn’t support the characters ā, ē, ī, ō or ū—and you can forget about ȳ). In order to fix the problem, I went back to the aa/a system for scripts, since Rockne was no longer involved with the show and could no longer object. Thus an inconsistency was born. In Unicode-compliant interfaces, I try to maintain a/ǝ.

Though there is a somewhat even distribution of sounds in Castithan, the same is not true of Irathient. F, for example, is used only in borrowings, and is a non-native sound. V is an allophone of w which only occurs before the back vowels u and o. The sound p is a native Irathient sound, but it actually doesn’t occur very much (it’s kind of like [ð] in English: not many words have it, but some very high frequency words do). Both ei and ai are diphthongs that occur in their own right (and, actually, o, which comes from old [aw], [ǝw], [al] and [ǝl] sequences), but ei and o are special because they’re the reflexes of e and a respectively before nasal codas. Thus, if an Irathient was pronouncing the name Amanda, it’d probably come out Amonda. Finally, ǝ also has a limited distribution. It occurs as an epenthetic vowel in certain circumstances, and features in certain paradigms (e.g. nouns that end in a consonant take a plural in -ǝ), but generally doesn’t occur in stems.

Otherwise, you can build up pretty much any type of syllable. If a consonant cluster is unpronounceable, a ǝ will be inserted. Any consonant can be geminated, and the distinction can be used semantically (e.g. thesu “distance” vs. thessu “time”). Aside from what’s already been mentioned, terrible things happen to vowels ahead of a coda l or w. It’s also worth remembering that there are two s’s and two z’s in the writing system (one s came from an old [ts], and one z came from an old [dz]. Modern sh also came from an old [tʃ]).

Stress is almost always on the second-to-last syllable. When it isn’t, a schwa is usually involved. Stress can’t appear on ǝ, and, if there’s space, also can’t appear on the syllable before ǝ.


Indojisnen is what the IPA would be if it were discovered in the Votanis solar system (in fact, I assume it was. I’d like to build an Indojisnen IPA font one day). It accommodates any borrowed sound, but its native sounds are as follows (these consonants are pronounced as their equivalent IPA values):

p, b, t, d, k, g, f, v, s, z, h, l, m, n

The following sounds have different pronunciations from their equivalent IPA symbol:

r [ɾ], y [j], j [dʒ]

The following digraphs are used to represent single phones:

ch [tʃ], sh [ʃ], zh [ʒ], ny [ɲ], ng [ŋ], ly [ʎ]

As with Castithan and Irathient, the sequence [ŋɡ] is spelled ngg.

The vowels of Indojisnen are: a [ɑ], e [ɛ], ey [e], o, [ɔ], ow [o], i [i], u [u]. Any non-high vowel can pair with any high vowel to form a diphthong.

Indojisnen stems tend to be monosyllabic, and tend to be heavy. A diphthong (including old sequences of [ai] and [au] which became e and o) counts as heavy. A word can also end with the consonants tk or n. Syllables can end with many more consonants than that, but those three sounds or a vowel are the only sounds that can end a word of Indojisnen. For certain nouns, you can see evidence of a word formerly ending with dg or m, and for certain nouns and verbs you can see evidence of a former s, but those sounds no longer occur at the end of a word. Internally, a syllable can end with any single consonant.

In the middle of words, a number of rules end up shaving words down a bit. For example, nasal-stop sequences get simplified to just nasal, and many diphthongs are simplified to monophthongs, outside of the first two syllables. Otherwise, words get super long.

Stress is almost uniformly on the first syllable of a word in Indojisnen. The only time where stress is on the second syllable of a word is when the first syllable is short and the second is heavy (either because it has a diphthong or a non-final coda consonant).

So, there you go! That’s not everything, but it’s a good piece. Hope that answered your question.


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Dean isn’t happy that Cas is an angel again. Not at all.

Last season Cas got played, hard, by multiple angels. First there was Naomi, who mind-controlled him and came very close to having him kill Dean. Then there was Metatron, who tricked him into helping with the angel fall spell. Those alone are bad enough, but when you consider how much trouble Cas has had with Heaven and angels over the years, it should come as no surprise that Dean is not a happy camper about Cas rejoining the fray.

The season opened with Dean begging Cas to not get involved in angelic business again. He was worried about him, and rightfully so. He had pretty much accepted the fact that Cas was leaving him at the end of season 8. Dean understands all about letting duty win out over desire in the end, and Cas was an angel after all. He accepted the fact that no matter how badly he had pined away for him to return to him all season long, they just couldn’t be together.

But then suddenly, Cas was human. He was human and he wanted to protect him. He told him to get to the bunker, but things didn’t quite go as planned. When he finally thought he was safe, that things would be okay, he was forced to send him off into the world all alone when he needed him the most. In a cruel twist of fate, it was Dean’s duty to his brother, instead of Cas’ duty to heaven, that ripped them apart once again.

But then he gets a call one night, after shoving him away once more in 9x09, and Cas lets him know he’s an angel again. I have to imagine that look of devastation on his face was not only because he was worried about him, but because of the guilt that had been tearing him apart since he kicked Cas out of the bunker.

The way Dean sees it, Cas was only captured and tortured and forced to steal another angel’s grace because he wasn’t there for him. Cas wasn’t happy about having to do such a thing, but he did what he perceived to be the only necessary option at the time. He was alone, Dean clearly didn’t want him in his life, so he would become an angel again and fight this war alone if he had to.

When he saw Cas all “suited up and back in the game” in 9x10, I don’t think that smile was necessarily a happy one. It was twinged in bitterness, and although he was certainly happy to see Cas, he wasn’t happy that it had come to that. And this attitude has been evident all throughout the second half of the season. Are you okay with that? Oh look at you, all suited up again. So you just recharged your batteries and that’s it? You’re an angel again? No I get it, you’re a rock star. You’re a rock star who doesn’t have any need for me in his life any longer.

The rock star comment in 9x21, in my eyes, is the most telling comment of them all. This is what has solidified for me that Dean absolutely hates that Cas is an angel again. He understands duty taking precedence over desire, after all he has always had the same struggle, but it doesn’t mean he’s happy about it. And I think adding to his unhappiness is the guilt, the guilt that he is part of the reason Cas had to steal grace, had to throw himself headlong into a war he doesn’t want to be fighting any longer. He pushed him away, and now he’s doing what he has to.

And in the end, it isn’t so much about Cas being an angel, but about what Cas does and is forced to do when he is. Most angels, according to Dean, are dicks with wings. Cas has, for the most part, been the exception for him, especially in recent years. But Cas being an angel = Cas working for heaven and Cas being away from him and Cas being mind controlled and tricked and manipulated. Cas being an angel means they can never be equals because Heaven will always take precedence over all.

I guess in that way, it’s not going to be about whether Cas becomes human again or not, but rather, if he decides once and for all to cut ties with Heaven. In a sense, it’s the same decision Dean has to make with regards to Sam, only in a far less extreme fashion. Obviously, Dean doesn’t need to shove his brother out of his life, but what he does need to shove out are the toxic elements of their relationship. If they are going to be together – romantically or otherwise – Cas will have to sever his toxic bond with Heaven, and Dean will have to sever his toxic bond with Sam.

Cas can still be an angel (honestly, at this point, I have no preference, because Cas has learned enough about human emotion and experience to finally relate to Dean regardless), but he has to redefine what that means. Dean and Sam can still be brothers, but they have to redefine what that means. Once that happens, then maybe, just maybe, desire will win out over duty for once.