i just want to be friends with you both

Friends, have I ever told you how I met my wife?

We were both at a summer camp for Kids Who Just Love School Okay And Want More School Even In The Summer.  They matched us together by birthday months to play icebreakers: Jan/Feb, Mar/Apr, etc.  We had to do a scavenger hunt through our bags.  One of the things was a toy.  I pulled out the Mulder action figure I bought for something like three dollars at the local comics store, since I was a pretty new baby Phile, only one year deep in my lifelong fling.  

“Is that a Mulder action figure???” quoth she.

“You’re my new best friend,” I told her.

Fifteen years later, we got married and it was my favorite day ever.

Love You Goodbye (Peter Parker x plus size reader)

Requested: hi can u do a peter parker imagine where he and the plus size reader are in college? she likes him since high school but he only notices when another guy (who is really sweet btw) shows interest in her?

Warnings: cursing and angst

A/N: wow this is really bad and I am terrible at writing angst👍also for Harry Osborn you can imagine it with the original Spider-Mans Harry you can or TASM 2ms Harry you can or imagine Harrison Osterfield as Harry👌😂I decided to make this angsty cause I felt like it needed it but if you want a part two with a happier ending just tell me👌(gif credits to owner)

Hope you enjoy!

Having a crush on Peter Parker was hard. One being that he was rarely at school or always missing classes. And two being the fact that he was totally in love with another girl.

You meet Peter in high school and you both became friends, but not like super close. And even being just friends you had managed to fall for the boy.

Four years. Yep four years you’ve liked him. For the first two all Peter did was make heart eyes at Liz Allen. But then she finally moved away, thinking maybe it was finally the time Peter would notice you, MJ came into the picture.

You wanted to hate her but you honestly couldn’t, how could you she was so nice. Still her and Peter started dating in senior year.

“God do you two always have to suck each other’s faces off?” You said annoyed at the couples obnoxious affection.

“If you don’t like it why don’t you just move tables?” Peter said as he rolled your eyes.

“Fine maybe I will.” You said as you stormed out of the cafeteria.

That’s when you cut off all connection to Peter. You didn’t talk to him anymore at all. You didn’t smile and wave to him in the hallway anymore.

By the end of senior year, you had almost fully gotten over Peter. Then him and Michelle broke up. Maybe rekindling your feelings for him but you weren’t 100% sure.

You thought about it and decided not to take any action in getting Peter’s attention. You had two weeks of school left until summer and then college starting, it would be useless. Even thought you and Peter were going to the same university, you doubt you would ever see him.

At graduation Peter went to go talk to you, which you started a nice conversation. Peter also apologized for being such a dick that one day at lunch. Peter even gave you his number, just in chase you wanted to hang out with him during the break. But you never really called or texted him.


It was the start of your freshmen year in college. You were nervous. Everything was new to you. The people. The school. Everything.

Surprisingly Peter was in one of your classes. You walked in to see him sitting in the front row with some boy you’ve never seen before. You walked over to Peter.

“Hi Peter.” You said as you walked towards where he was sitting. He looked up at you and smiled.

“Hey y/n! I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“Yea it certainly feels like forever.” You smiled.

“Ugh-h this is Harry.” Peter said as he pointed to the boy sitting next to him. The boy looked up at you and smirked. You smiled back.

“Is that seat taken?” You asked pointing to the seat next to Harry.

“No, no please take my seat.” He said as he watched you with doe eyes and got out of the chair.

“It’s not that big of a deal. I can just sit at the one next to you.” You said as you pointed to the chair that was next where Harry was previously sitting.

“No I insist.” You just smiled at him and took the seat.

“Are you sure?” You asked still unsure.

“Of course. Anything for the prettiest girl in the room.” He smiled and winked at you.

You got up to go tell the professor something when Harry leaned over to Peter.

“You know that girl.” Harry whispered pointing at you.

“Yea what about her?” Peter questioned.

“She’s pretty beautiful isn’t she?”

“What-t?” Peters face grew red “you don’t like her do you?!”

“Yea maybe.” Harry smiled as continued to watch you “do you think I would have a chance with her.”

“What? No!” Peter slightly shouted.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re not her type.” Peter flatly stated. Harry rolled his eyes.

“Oh yea just watch.” Harry challenged. As he said that you walked back to them and sat in your seat.

“Hey ugh-h y/n.” You turned to him. “I know we just met but will you go on a date with me?” You smiled brightly at him.

“Sure! Why not?” Harry smiled at you. Hearing that you said you’d go on a date with Harry made Peter’s stomach drop.

‘What the hell is so great about Harry.’ Peter thought to himself. Peter couldn’t help but feel jealous.


After going on a couple of dates you and Harry started dating. Freshman year passed. Sophomore year passed. Junior year passed. And senior year was coming to a close. You and Harry stayed together throughout all those years, resulting in a very grumpy Peter most of the time.

Peter hardboarded this crush on you. Honestly he couldn’t explain what it was but after you got together with Harry, Peter couldn’t help but realize things. Like how beautiful your laugh sounded. How your hair glowed in the sunlight. How plump and kissable your lips looked. But now that you were with Harry, Peter hated it.

A week before graduation and you, Harry, Peter and a couple of your other friends decided to go to the bar to celebrate. After an hour of drinking and talking Harry started to shush all your friends down.

“I would like to have everyone’s attention!” He shouted. “College has been some of the best years of my life. Not only because of my wonderful friends but my perfect girlfriend.” You smiled at him and Peter, who was sitting next to you, rolled his eyes.

“But there is something I would like to change. Instead of y/n being my girlfriend, I want her to be my wife.” Your eyes went wide and shock was written all over your face. Peter’s expression looking almost identical to yours.

“Y/n M/n L/n, will you marry me?” Harry said as he got down on one knee.

“I-I ugh-h.” You were still in shock. You turned your head at the sound of a door being slammed. You noticed that the person who left was Peter. “Just give me one minute.” You said, running out the door after Peter.

“Peter!” He turned his head at your voice “what are you doing out here?”

“Fuck!” Peter cursed “I can’t believe you’re going to marry Harry! He doesn’t deserve you!” Peter shouted.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing.” Peter snapped “just go back to your perfect boyfriend.”

“Why are you so pissed? I’m sorry you aren’t in a relationship but that shouldn’t make you hate on me!”

“Are you that blind y/n!” Peter turned to you, tears were forming in his eyes. “I’m in love with you. I’m fucking in love with you!” He shouted.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Cause you were with Harry and you both seemed so happy and I don’t know.” You both stood in silence until Peter spoke again. “I can’t get in between you and Harry. He’s in love with you and I would be a pretty crappy friend if we became anything. I’m sorry y/n. I shouldn’t have said anything.” After Peter said that a taxi pulled up which you guessed Peter called when he was out here alone.

“I love you.” His tearful eyes looked into yours “goodbye.”

Attached | CH 11(LAST CHAPTER)

Originally posted by mimibtsghost

Author’s Note (PLEASE READ): I wasn’t in the mood to write this and honestly, I wanted to give up on the Attached series. This isn’t the best of my writings and I’m sorry about that. I wrote Confession so I wouldn’t have to write the last chapter of Attached, but people kept asking me when the newest chapter would come out and I was getting annoyed so I just forced myself to write this. I wanted the ending to be as realistic as possible, but also have a plot twist at the end!?! I am also really sorry if you expected the ending to be different or something fkjrehwer this is probablythe worst chapter I have ever written I’m soSORRY 

Plot: You are secretly in love with your best friend and ashamed to admit it. You have known Jungkook for many years, the both of you grew up in the same neighborhood. You know everything about him, from his small quirks to strange humor. He gradually became your medicine and laughter – you fell in love with him during the last couple months of high school and could not stop thinking about him since. The both of you get accepted to the same university and you are unable to handle the tension.  

Pairing: Jungkook | Female Reader or Jimin | Reader

Word Count: 2333

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Genre: Romance, Drama (Angst, Fluff) 

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Cayo: Look, my family has a terrible history with “happily ever after.” Whenever we’ve settle down with one person, both of them end up miserable. And I’d hate for that to happen to us.

Cameo: I see…

Cayo: I really, really like you Cameo, but I also really, really like Mercury and Zinfandel. They’re both still in the picture.

Cameo: Yes, I remember. I guess I was hoping I could change your mind.

Cayo: *sigh* I really hope you find your Princess someday Cameo. I just don’t think I can be her. But, I’ll still be here while you’re waiting. Either as a friend or something more. Whatever you want.

Cameo: Thanks… I need to think about this.

Cayo: I know.

With a heavy heart, the Princess watched Prince Cameo walk away. She hoped she’d hear from him soon, but knew it could be awhile.

A resident at my job just gifted me a $70 bottle of champagne for Thanksgiving and while I do not usually drink, I think this is going to be a good weekend. It always feels so good to be recognized for the work I do, although I never expect anything like this, and would never ask for gifts, it makes me feel loved, especially with how depressing work has been recently. I am not one to celebrate holidays but I want to wish a Happy Thanksgiving to all of my friends and family both here and abroad, and I hope you all can open the holiday season with thankfulness, hope, and love.

anonymous asked:

Lando being the new lead of the Resistance would make so much sense. Leia just saw Holdo when they were teenager, but Leia became Lando's friend for years since her 22 years. She probably wanted someone reliable and with experience (Lando has both of it, he was general etc). Lando deserve better

Hi Anon,

I definitely agree that Lando deserves better - when the idea of him being high up in the Resistance was suggested, that made perfect sense to me. I mean, his damn co-pilot on the Falcon is back, why wouldn’t Lando be back?

But I guess the idea was is that if you have a recognizable face, we either won’t reuse you or we’ll destroy your character so much that we can write you out with no trouble.

Lando is important, way more important than Admiral Ackbar or Nien Numb. Let’s also note that Billy Dee Williams has pretty much been Lando over and over, in games, in REBELS, hell in the damn LEGO movie - but they won’t bring him back for the trilogy? Especially when they’re going to a casino planet and apparently Bespin had a casino (which I never knew before - is this new canon?) and Lando was a “card player, gambler” before Empire…

I’m at a loss, as I am so frequently with every decision made for the old characters…

I really do hope, though, that Ford and Williams tell Lucasfilm to take a damn hike if they ask them to do some “frame” for the Solo movie. They already went and had lunch with the new guys - that’s enough. 



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Happy birthday, Kei!! // @blurobolobo

Counting Orgasms

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Type: Smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Plot: You learn your lesson, a lesson about never lying. To never lie about how good your boyfriend is in bed.

Originally posted by wonhobe

I couldn’t do it. Desperate moans, fingers working vociferously at my clit. Images of my boyfriend painted in my mind. I just could not do it. No matter what I tried. A bath, a sexy movie, listening to my boyfriend’s music. Nothing worked better than his touch. And he deprived me of it recently. I just couldn’t cum without him.

I was driven mad by this. Entirely desperate for such an unobtainable release. I knew he was the only one whom could grant this, and I resented him so much for denying it. Sure, he was busy. But how busy can a man be to deprive his girlfriend of her own basic needs? I needed to vent before a fight brewed. So, I did just that.

“Y/N… Why don’t you just talk to him about it?” My best friend confided in me. We were face timing, and I was begging for a solution to such a peculiar problem.

My eyes widened, “No! Are you kidding! If I were to talk to him about this he would just write me off as being horny and annoying, not sexy and needy.”  I snapped suddenly at my friend, my own sexual tension, and frustration beginning to escape through words.

Her eyes stared at me for a moment, a smile erupting on her face, “You are so sexually frustrated Y/N.” She exclaimed, laughing to the point of tears welling in her eyes.

I rolled your eyes, finding a small laugh bubbling up within you due to hearing her’s. I sighed, “It’s not funny, okay? He hasn’t done anything with me for, like, 2 weeks. I’m dying over here.” I whined, pouting at the joke of it.

My friend snickered, “Is it because you can’t get him up anymore?” She asked deviously, making me gasp immediately.

“What? No! That’s not it at all!” I defended myself, taken aback by her question. I had wondered about this for the past 2 weeks, but soon enough came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my fault, but rather his.

“Then why on earth would your boyfriend not want to fuck you?” My friend challenged, wiggling her eyebrows. I laughed with her at this, shrugging my shoulders.

“I don’t know… He says he’s busy but when he is home he doesn’t do anything. I’ve been trying so damn hard. It feels like he doesn’t want me.” I relished in my own pity party, a frown overtaking my expression.

“Aww, Y/N… I’m sure it’s not your fault! You’re beautiful, okay? I bet he just feels awkward because he knows he isn’t fucking you right.” At this, I laughed. I laughed so hard that I snorted, catching both me and my friend by surprise.

“Come on though, Y/N… Spill it, he isn’t good in bed, is he? Because if he was, he’d be fucking you every night. Hell, if I were gay I would too.” My friend announced, making my laughter never cease to give up, “Come on! Just admit it.” She egged on.

“Okay, okay. I mean, the last time we did anything he couldn’t even make me cum.” I chimed in. My friend’s eyes lit up at this, “I knew it! He can’t make you cum, can he?” She exclaimed.

I went with the sarcasm of the situation and nodded, laughing with her, “Nope. He can’t.” I lied, making her raise her fists and cheer, “I knew it!”

“I can’t?” Yoongi’s voice cut through the happy aura of the environment, my friend going silent, holding back laughter from the awkward situation.

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You don’t know how to love yourself completely, and maybe that’s why you’re always looking for love from everyone else.

-And if it’s any consolation, I love you enough for the both of us.


Losers Club getting high headcanons: 

(There’s some polyam stuff going on here)
(Tag list: @larrie-or-die@saltofcrows

- They’re out of highschool by the time they all get the chance to actually do this together. Richie and Bev have gotten a little stoned together before, and Richie definitely does it by himself, Bill’s done it with Richie a couple times too, but as far as everyone else goes, it’s just never happened before.

- Bev bought the weed, but since everyone helped pay, there’s a lot. 

- They go to Bill’s apartment. (He worked super hard for it. It’s not very big, but it’s cozy and it’s his and he’s proud.)

- Richie brought his big ass, rainbow, glass pipe and shows everyone how to use it. 

- Eddie’s hands shake really hard when he inhales. 

- Bev shotguns Ben. She also blows smoke rings and teaches Eddie how to do it. 

-Richie thinks that Eddie blowing smoke rings is the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

- Mike is REALLY good at maintaining, and off the bat he’s just so relaxed and serine, just nice, warm, and fuzzy. He can still hold a conversation without any hindrances.

- Ben is definitely that guy who’s like ‘I don’t feel anything,’ so smokes way too much, and when it does kick in, he’s SHOOK.

- With Bill’s permission, he builds a HUGE blanket fort, and everyone piles in. He’s like ‘Beverly, I made this for you, my queen,’ and she almost cries.

-Bev just wants to fucking watch cartoons. She talks to Eddie about superheroes. 

- Ben, Bev, and Mike start talking about conspiracy theories, the meaning of life, cryptids, and, like, every weird thing Ben and Mike have ever read about, and Ben’s SO into it.

- Stan hates the feeling at first. It’s uncomfortable, he’s paranoid, and frustrated.

- Mike helps to relax him, keeping him level and reassuring him that everything’s okay

- Eventually Stan settles and just starts giggling uncontrollably. It’s almost out of nowhere. 

- Bill is SO hungry. He grabs almost everything out of his kitchen and brings it into the fort like a dragon with a food hoard. 

- Richie rests his head in Eddie’s lap and Eddie plays with his hair. Richie is in heaven. 

- Eddie’s gushing over Bill, like ‘you’re so awesome, Bill, you’re so gorgeous, I need you to know how much you mean to me, look at me- seriously, I adore you, Big Bill’

- And Bill, still eating, is like ‘Eddie, I don’t know what I would do without you, you’re so smart, you’re my best friend, I want to carry you around like you’re a baby koala bear literally every moment of the rest of our lives.’ 

- And Richie’s like ‘Get a room. but invite me into it because you’re both so cute i can’t stand it.’ 

- Bill and Eddie both start coddling Richie and lavishing him with praise, and Richie’s just lying there, eating Bill’s chips in silence for once, beaming super wide, like fuck yea 

- Stan turns on music and starts singing. He serenades Beverly, (Rio, Duran Duran) then Eddie, (Come on Eileen, Dexys Midnight Runners) and then gets about half-way through Pour Some Sugar On Me (Def Leppard) before Mike’s like “Hey, Stan, put your shirt back on’ because it didn’t look like he had planned to stop stripping.

- Eddie’s so enamored by Stan’s singing, like, everything is 100x more fascinating to him when he’s high, but he has a LOT of trouble focusing on more than one thing at once and is like “yeah…what?” every five seconds.

- Bill and Richie are Kings of the Munchies. “Bill… You know what would be amazing with this ice cream?”
“Oyster crackers.” 
“I’ll drive.” 
Everyone else: “NO”

- Richie’s mostly quiet and in his own little world, but when he does say something, it’s completely off the wall, and he acts like it’s of the utmost importance that everyone pay attention. 
“…… guys, gUYS, You know what I think? We’re all caterpillars. We’re still like. Baby caterpillars you know? BEN. You’re a caterpillar.”
Stan laughs so hard he almost pisses himself, and just screams something to the effect of “METAMORPHOSIS, MOTHERFUCKER.”
and Richie’s like “… pretty much.”

- Richie and Bill fight over the last snack-cake. Eddie takes it, splits it in half, and then hands a piece to each of them. Bill’s like “EDDIE, YOU’RE A GENIUS,”
Richie’s like “Eddie, you’re the love of my life,”
And Eddie’s like “Thanks, can I have a bite?” and they both, like shove each half into his mouth. 

- Richie drags Eddie into the kitchen to get more food, but after ten minutes, Bill’s decides that he has to go check on them. When he doesn’t come back, Stan gets really fidgety and runs in after them. 

- Stan does not come back. 

- Bev: “Should we see if they’re okay?”
Mike: “I got it.” He gets up and peeks into the kitchen for half a second before returning to his position in the floor, completely silent, but not at all shocked or disturbed. 
Ben: “Um…?”
Mike: “They’re making out.” 
Bev: “Who?”
Mike: “Yes.” 

Operation Henderson and Harrington Pt. 2 ~ Mini-Series

Summary: The kids take it upon themselves to test their matchmaking skills. With a little help, they form a plot to get you and Steve together by Halloween.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x (Henderson!You) Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Language! Mostly from Dustin.

A/N: I am so happy that part 1 received so much positive feedback and I am so happy that you all love it so much! Here is part 2 for you. I’ll try to post a part each night until the series is complete. Please let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!!! Much love to you all. xx

Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five (Coming Soon)

Tags: @vaultvixen @everythingilove-blog @petah-parkah-and-potahtas @holycoldcoffee @thechandlerbingdance @jinx-is-fire @unapologetically-insane @moonlightbae14 

Phase One of Operation Henderson and Harrington: Get Steve to agree to the group costume.

Hopper swung by to pick up El and Max after school, leaving the four boys alone to wait for Steve. He took on the responsibility of dropping them off at home after each school day ended, unless they had AV Club and in that case Joyce would pick them up.

“Alright, guys,” Dustin clapped his hands to get their attention, gathering them up into a circle. “Remember the plan. We changed our costume idea, and now we’re going to be the T-Birds, and we want Steve to dress up as one too so the group is complete. I am Kenickie. Mike, you are Sonny. Will, you are Doody. And Lucas, you are Putzie.”

“Why do you get to be the cool one?” Will asked.

“Because Danny and Kenickie are best friends, like Steve and I are, so it works,” Dustin explained to them.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: eleven is popular And mike feels insecure about it (she gonna chose being popular over him) but she chooses him

HERE U GO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS PROMPT (massive thanks to @el-mike-jane for betaing this bc she’s the best)

Word Count: 3.5k 

Pairings: Mike/El, minor Lucas/Max

Rating: T (for language)

Mike Wheeler walks into science class to see everyone chattering, which is massively different from the typical dead-eyed stares of Mr. Sherman’s physics class. It’s the first class of the day, and Mr. Sherman speaks the way gray looks, so it makes sense.

Mike takes his normal spot by Dustin Henderson, their bard and only member of the party he has in this class. “What’s up with everyone today?”

“They’re announcing the nominees for Homecoming Court during class,” Dustin says, looking bored. “It’s all bullshit, but everyone else is excited.”

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A Letter From a “Concerned Stranger”

I got this email through an email anonymizing service today. I thought I’d print my response here, in case it’s helpful to others. If you don’t know the context, my oldest daughter identifies as a transgender girl, and both my wife (a parenting podcaster) and I (a comedy podcaster) have talked about it a bit on our shows. Neither of us cares particularly to be a crusader, we just love our kid and want her to know she’s supported.

Dear Jesse Thorn,

Because I know it’s going to be the assumption, let me get it out of the way: I’m not transphobic. I have a transgender friend. I’ve had my hair cut by a transgender barber. I’ve frequently interacted with transgendered people and didn’t really care. I’ve even went on a date with a transgender woman once. (I live in Thailand, so it’s really not difficult to come across transgender people.)

With that out of the way, I have for a long time been disturbed by your public declarations about his 5-year old child’s gender-non-conformity. Not because I am against trans people (see above), but because it’s simply bad parenting.

While it is entirely possible for a 5-year old child to actually be transgender and that person will permanently identify with a gender for his/her entire life, it is also entirely possible that it is simply a short-term phase that the child will grow out of. In either case, a 5-year old choosing to act like a different gender isn’t really a big deal and should be embraced and the child should be encouraged to identify with whatever gender they like.

Here’s the crux: the child ALSO needs the freedom and space to change his or her mind if the child so chooses in the future. And this is where my criticism comes in.

By tweeting publicly about your child’s gender identity, by discussing it in Slate Magazine, you have put immense pressure on your child. If your child later decides to no longer embrace their previous transgender identity, the child will hesitate to announce this. In short, the child will feel pressured to maintain the transgender identity that the father has made so incredibly public.

I understand your desire to be a part of the progressive left. I understand your elation at your ideological beliefs being represented in your own family. But you should ultimately realize that your biggest responsibility to your children is to give them the freedom to express themselves however they want–and that means feeling comfortable changing their minds if they so choose. By asserting to the world that your child IS transgender (without for a moment considering it might possibly be a phase that won’t last), you’ve put incredible pressure on the child to stick to a decision that was made far before the child hit puberty.

I don’t think it’s too late to fix this problem, and at the very least I hope you at least consider the possibility that this may have been a misjudgment. In reality, however, I expect to be told to fuck off or simply ignored. For the sake of your child, I hope you consider some self-reflection instead of the easier reflexive response.

Best wishes,

A concerned stranger

Dear concerned stranger,

Look: despite the patronizing tone of your anonymous email, I’m going to take a moment to offer you some education, because despite having a transgender hairdresser, you obviously don’t know much at all about how gender actually works in kids.

There is extensive research on gender identity and gender expression. Children with explicitly expressed gender non-conformity have extraordinarily stable gender identities. It is extraordinarily rare for children who clearly and explicitly express that their gender differs with that assigned at birth to reverse course. It is not a phase. Gender is expressed in all kinds of ways, and certainly there are boys who like to wear dresses and girls who like to play football and boys who say, “sometimes I feel like a girl” and vice-versa. Those feelings and experimentations are natural and to be expected and often transitory. Kids who say, “I am a girl” or “I am a boy” have clear, stable gender identities, no matter what age they are or what gender was assigned to them at birth. We talked about this in the Slate interview - perhaps you didn’t read it - but our daughter never particularly “acted like a girl.” She told us she was and is a girl. And has affirmed that many, many, many times.

We have of course repeatedly stated both privately with her and publicly (including in that Slate interview) that we will accommodate her gender no matter how it is expressed, but the odds it changes are very long. We’ve talked with medical and gender professionals about this extensively, read books and looked at research. I’m guessing you haven’t.

Why have we talked about it publicly? Well, frankly, there are a few reasons. First, supporting our daughter’s gender identity was non-negotiable, throughout her life. School, at home, with family and in the world. My wife and I both have public lives, and so our choices were pretty simple. We could publicly support our kid, or we could try to hide our kid. We chose the former. We try not to talk about specifics of her (or any of our children’s) lives that might make her uncomfortable when she’s older, but we do talk about them in general terms, share funny stories from our lives and talk about our own experiences as they relate to our kids. Ultimately, whatever embarrassment our daughter my one day feel because we talked about her when she was little in our estimation paled in the face of the shame she would feel if she felt we were ashamed of who she was.

Furthermore, while this was not the reason we made the decision, we knew that as public people, we might be able to offer guidance, support and an example to folks who found themselves in similar situations, particularly those who didn’t have the community support and education opportunities we did. Both my wife and I have heard from other parents of trans and gender non-conforming kids, many of whom have expressed immense relief that there’s someone out there, living their life, supporting their kid and not acting like they have a shameful secret. I’ve heard the same from adult trans people, many of whose families simply didn’t have the knowledge or resources to support them when they were kids.

In short: maybe it’s you who should consider self-reflection. You don’t seem to have a lot of knowledge about my situation, or about the science and lived reality of being transgender. Particularly considering you’ve decided to offer me advice.


We’re Just Friends

Originally posted by adrypopescu

Thanks so much to darellybieber for requesting this. I loved writing it! Remember to send me requests, comments, concerns, or even a little bit about you. I’d love to get to know all of you! Thanks for the love and support as always! xx - L

Harry invites Y/N to come on vacation with him and his family, and true feelings are revealed.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,784

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Something I’ve talked about with friends before, is that Peridot’s character arc has been about learning empathy and compassion, right? She knew nothing of those things before landing on earth, and has had quite the crash course (heh) in giving a shit about other people. 

Or as Rebecca Sugar put it once, “She’s excited by the infinite potential of everything, and fascinated by her own capacity to care, because those things had been a total blind spot for her.“ 

And like…thinking about her friendship with Lapis, I feel like she accidentally swung too far the other way. She went from “I don’t care about any of you, I just want off this rock before it explodes,” to “Upsetting Amethyst, even by accident, makes me feel so awful that I’m going to record an apology.” She had an episode of her trying to empathize with Garnet. She saw Steven’s empathy save the planet from the Cluster. She had an episode where she had to see things from the perspective of a corrupted gem (in order to poof it, but still). She tried to make Amethyst feel better about the Jasper situation by taking her to the Beta Kindergarten (which backfired, but her heart was in the right place). 

And she sometimes has the zeal of a recent convert–look at her little speeches to both Jasper and Navy. 

Then there’s Lapis. Peridot fumbles the beginning of that one, but she’s trying, yeah? And she just keeps trying. And trying. And trying. And she just doesn’t know when to stop. Lapis’s reactions, on screen, range from polite-but-distant interest to outright hostility. She doesn’t try to kick Peridot out of the barn again, and she half-asses some morps and watches TV with her and uses her water powers to water their field and takes a lot of naps. 

Meanwhile Peridot constantly tries to engage her and check in with her and is always monitoring Lapis’s emotions if she’s around. Because Peridot doesn’t know that there’s a happy medium between “I don’t care about you” and “your needs are more important than mine.” 

Eventually Peridot got into the habit of changing her words and actions to appease Lapis’s moods. It’s worth remembering that Lapis can be genuinely terrifying when angry, and she’s incredibly powerful. I’ve been around people with mercurial moods who are frightening when they’re angry, and you end up hypervigilant and walking on eggshells all the time. It sucks!! And Peridot has no idea that that’s not what caring for someone means–that a good friendship has give and take; that you shouldn’t have to censor yourself around them out of fear; than you don’t have to (literally!) bend over backwards to please or placate them. 

Peridot’s only other experience of caring about someone else, prior to landing on earth, was caring about Yellow Diamond. “I don’t matter! What’s important is that I’m of use to Yellow Diamond!” Poor baby’s only experience of caring about someone else was slavish devotion without question. No wonder she doesn’t think about herself or her own needs.

So I’m hoping the pendulum will swing the other way a little. I want Peridot to find that she can care for someone and they can care for her just as much–that there’s something really amazing in caring about someone who cares equally about you. That kindness and compassion can go both ways.

Not my Jacket - Part 2 - S.P

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“Lovely Y/n, how nice to see you again”

Penny peabody smiled at you, a wicked grin on her face. He blonde hair was straightened to perfection, as her navy blazer was crisp. The woman looked at her with wild eyes.

“You know the deal. Join the serpents, pay off your debts, and your boyfriend-”

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Sorry” She sneered, “your friend, won’t get hurt”

You sighed;

“What do I have to do?”

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first date sentences .

between friends .

  • “ oh my god. i can’t breathe. this is it. i’m dying. ”
  • “ but, would it be weird if i suddenly got a case of the flu? ”
  • “ do i look fat in this? of course i do. don’t even answer. “
  • “ what if he/she/they won’t like me? ”
  • “ god everything looks weird on me now. ”
  • “ not sure if i want to throw up, faint or both. ”
  • “ we’re meeting in an hour and i have no idea what to wear. ”
  • “ you know them ?! why are telling me just now !? ”
  • “ okay but legit question ; how do you know that they won’t kidnap you? ”
  • “ do i kiss them goodbye ? or do i hug them ? what is natural !? ”
  • “ i can’t do this ! i’m going to fuck up. ”
  • “ promise me you’ll call me if i ask you to. ”
  • “ but if they don’t look like their profile picture ? ”
  • “ if i don’t want to meet them maybe i can pretend to be someone else. ”
  • “ i know, i know. no sex on the first date. ”
  • “ rest in fucking pieces. this will be the death of my love life. ”

the first meeting .

  • “ woah — you look… great! ”
  • “ so you’re my date for the evening? you look better in real life. ”
  • “ where do you want to eat? ”
  • “ do we… shake hands or — hug, or… ? ”
  • “ i rarely do this, haha! ”
  • “ i was nervous you wouldn’t make it! ”
  • “ i just have to say that i’m really nervous, sorry! ”
  • “ sorry that i’m late ! ”
  • “ oh… your profile didn’t mention — that. ”
  • “ let me get your coa— you’re not wearing a coat, haha, oops — ”
  • “ no, please — allow me! ”
  • “ i just can’t take my eyes off you, sorry ~ you’re just really stunning. ”

dinner for two .

  • “ what do you do, and how long have you been doing it? ”
  • ” where are you originally from? ”
  • “ where did you go to school? ”
  • ” what was your major? ”
  • “ where exactly do you live in [insert your city or town here]? ”
  • ” so you have any nicknames? ”
  • “ if you won the lottery tomorrow, what’s the first thing you’d buy? ”
  • ” do you have any siblings? ”
  • “ if you could be any person for a day, who would it be? ”
  • “ there’s this bar downtown… we could check it out? ”
  • “ what are we doing after this ? ”

You Need To See This - Sweet Pea

Prompt - SP thinks his North side girlfriend is ashamed of him until Toni shows him a video of the reader defending him
Pairing - Sweet Pea x reader
Warnings - swearing 

a/n this is my first sweet pea imagine and request for riverdale i hope you like it


You had been dating sweet pea for almost 2 months now. You had gone to visit jug at the trailer park when you first met the cute serpent and both clicked more or less instantly getting together.

You wanted to tell B&V about sweet pea but just as you was about to archie had started some form of feud with sweet pea and the serpents. Every time someone mentions them Archie would lose it so you kept your relationship with sweets a secret.

You and sweets was in pops car park when you saw Archie and Betty and Veronica in there. “you hungry” he asks, “no” you say too quick pulling him away from your friends. “I wanna go for a ride” you say trying to get him to leave fast.
Sweet pea knew something was up with you and as he looked up seeing the bright red hair of Archie he began to know what it was. Once back at the Southside sweet pea had given you the cold shoulder, pouting and being snappy.

You watched him go outside for a smoke following him out to find out what’s up with him. “why you in a mood” you asked him. “nothing” he snapped back at you not looking up from the ground.
When you went to go back inside he looked at you. “wait, are you ashamed of telling your north side friends about me” he said in a softer voice. You stopped looking back at him, “what no” you say back unsure where this was coming from. 

“Then what was today all about, you literally dragged me away from pops because that North side idiot was in there” he said looking slightly hurt. “when I call you and your with them you say you’ll call me back and act different, you won’t even let me drop you off at your door because Archie might see us, isn’t that what you said” his voice a mix of anger and sadness.

You felt bad as he listed all the things that made it look like you was ashamed of him, but you wasn’t you loved him. Stepping closer to him putting your hand on his, “sweets I know it sound like that but your wrong” you plead with him.
“then tell me, tell why I’m your secret” now he sounded more angry. “because of this fight your having with them, if  I tell them it’s going to cause more trouble than soon enough I’m gonna be made to between you or my friends and I’m not ready to make that choice” you say back now had tears in your eyes.

  Sweet pea stepped back moving his hand from you, “well I’ll make it easy for you, where done I knew being with a north side wouldn’t of worked and I was right, goodbye y/n” he said walking off to his motorcycle. As you shouted his name crying heartbroken.

It was two days after sweet broke up with you, you had tried to text and call him but each one ignored. you was sat in pops with Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica and Reggie who for some reason was Archie’s new bff. You wasn’t in a social mood, Archie was banging on about some fight he’d had with sweet pea and the other serpents. Every time someone said his name you felt your heart brake more.

In the end Archie was beginning to annoy you. “he’s nothing but scum they all are they are like an idiotic  plague ruining the Southside and that sweet pea is worst one” Archie shouted. That was it you couldn’t sit there anymore “really Archie, your calling them scum, they wouldn’t have bothered you if you didn’t cause it all to begin with” you shouted. “your the one who pulled a gun on sweets, in the middle of the south side and your calling him a thug” you continue to shout as the whole of pops watched.

Kevin looked at the tension between you and Archie making a joke to lighten the mood “oh y/n defending the serpent, your not into him are you” he said. Everyone went quite as you didn’t respond “Omg you are into that thug” Archie screamed.
What none of your group knew was Jughead and toni was sat in a booth on the other side of the diner. they both watched when Archie started talking trash. “remind me why he’s your friend she ask Jughead, jug didn’t say nothing not sure what was wrong with Archie lately. they watched as y/n stood up to Archie, Toni took out her phone, Jug looked at her "What are you doing?” he asked, Toni didn’t answer but kept filming the rest of the argument.

over at the south side sweet pea was with fangs and some of the other serpent’s, although his mind was else where. fangs had made fun of how distant he was how he never thought sweet pea would be so sweet for a north side girl. getting frustrated “shut up I’m not she was just a bit of fun” he said trying to lie to himself. sweet pea went to taking his anger out on the pool table beating almost everyone he played.

Toni can in calling him out, pea went to her followed by fangs. “what do you want Topaz?” he asked “seen your buddy Andrew’s at pops today” she said sarcastically. sweet frowned and went to go back to his game not wanting to talk about Archie Andrews or any other north sider. “sweet pea, wait you need to see this” she said holding out her phone.

he looked at the screen seeing his redheaded enemy and y/n, “what is this?” he asked not really wanting to watch her with the north siders a reminder he’d lost her to them. “just watch it pea” everyone round him said at once. sweet pea pressed the triangle button to play the video.

he watched the start as Archie ripped into the serpent’s, but didn’t look all he noticed was the say yet annoyed expression on y/n. He watched her back him and his friends “and your calling him a thug” sweets gave a small smile, he watched as the sheriffs son commented on her possibly having a soft spot for the gang member.

“your into ain’t you?” Archie asked her. for a few seconds sweets breath stopped as he waited to see her reply. “yes, yes I like sweet pea a lot actually I’ve been seeing him for a few weeks now!” she said, sweet pea felt a smile spread across his face. he couldn’t help laugh at the looked on the north side groups faces. “your not really dating that south side piece of crap your picking him over us” Archie screamed at y/n.

“yes Archie I was until we had a fight because I knew when I told you all this argument would happened so I kept sweets a secret and now he want speak to me because he thought I was ashamed of him.” y/n shouted back. y/n stepped out the booth looking back at the group “when at the moment I feel more ashamed to be your friend Archie” she said walking out the diner tears in her eyes, as the video ended. sweets could hear the crack in her voice, it hurt him to see her so upset, yet proud to see his girl have his back. sweets sent the video to his phone, then gave Toni her phone back “thanks Topaz” he said genuinely.

you sat in your room crying you had lost sweets and now your group of friends. your phone rang a bunch of times not wanting to talk to anyone you let it ring out each time. once the constant ringing stopped you looked to see who it was shocked to see 20 miss calls. clicking on the list you saw 5 from Archie 3 from veronica 8 from betty 2 from Jughead and finally 2 from sweet pea. your mind raced to why he would be calling you did he want to get back together or did you still have one of his jackets and he wanted it back. your finger hovered over sweets name as you fought with yourself if you should call him back.
lost in your own mind, you screamed when a knocked on the window came. looking up you saw sweets pointing for you to open it, you smiled running over. Sweet Pea climbed into your room, it amazed you how easy it was for him to climb up to your room. “what are you doing here you ask timidly, now unsure what he was doing here.

  he took a step closer to you "I saw an interesting video today that showed me how much of an idiot I am” he said. you was even more confused now, but before you could ask anything else you heard your voice from his phone. “who, how when, how did you get this” you ask. sweet looks at you chuckling “Toni, but that doesn’t matter” he said putting his hands on your hips. “what matters is I should have known you have my back, you stood up for me even after I pushed you away and I never want to fight and lose you again, I love you y/n” he said kissing you. You kissed him back putting your arms round his neck. when he pulled back you smiled I love you too sweet pea.

Sweet Dreams (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Word Count: 1,500+

Summary: Reader feels left out from the Avengers and Bucky helps her, then she helps Bucky.

Warnings: Mentions of PTSD, Anxiety and Depression, Nightmares, Social anxiety, panic attacks.

“Hey Nat, could you help me-“.

“No.” She said sternly, cutting me off.

“But I-“.

“No. I’m not going to help you with whatever bullshit you need, okay?” She mocked, huffing off.

Great, way to start off my day.

Why was she mad at me? 

All I wanted was for her to help me out with training and then hang out with me or something, I knew that I was new, but I just wanted to make some friends- I’ve never really been good with the whole friends thing and this sets the bar pretty low.

I tried as hard as I could to shrug off the incident with Nat, it didn’t really work, but the keyword here was tried.

Crying wasn’t an option, they’d all just laugh at me, I had to stay strong- for myself, not them.

Steve and Sam walked in, both sweaty from their jog “Uh.. Guys? Do you think that maybe I could jog with you tomorrow?” I asked gleefully.

Sam laughed as though I had just said the worlds funniest joke “oh, that… it wasn’t a joke?”.

Steve was silent and although he elbowed Sam, a smile was plastered on his face; They laughed down the hallway, making jokes about me.

Maybe this whole ‘Avengers’ thing wasn’t right for me…

Tony was holding a huge party, he didn’t consider the fact that I hated parties and they freaked me out, sure I could act fine and actually be social in small parties, but tony had invited so many people it was ridiculous; to put it bluntly, I was dying inside.

I was really flipping anxious, I approached tony, who- with his female army were blocking the exit “Tony, could you please move?” I asked, as politely as I could in the current situation.

The girls around him laughed at a joke he was saying “Tony? Could you move please?!” I said with more urgency, as I tried to push through but got shoved back. 

No one would care, none of the Avengers even noticed me… I knew I hadn’t met Clint, Pietro or Wanda, but if this was anything to go by I didn’t want to.

“Please, please, let me through- I need… fresh air!” I gasped.

Panic overcame me and all my breath got sucked up into my lungs, I was going to pass out.

This was in fact the last straw.

“ANTHONY HOWARD STARK, COULD YOU PLEASE LET ME THROUGH!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, I could tell Tony was trying to get on my nerves, because not only did he not budge, he also acknowledged my presence.

“Tony, could you move outta the way before I ram my metal fist into your skull” a deep, strained voice boomed from behind me.

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