so, the kiss was huge and its being widely discussed
but like, the kiss happening or not happening is not even that conclusive to it being canon. like someone has said already, they have been canon for some weeks now, but this episode RLY cemented it, and it was beyond the kiss. like
man. thats canon.
(specially the last pic. their gazes, victors hand behind yuris head to protect it from the fall, yuris hand clutching the back of his coat, i wanna die)
and i have the BIGGEST soft spot for yuris mental monologue during his performance. he doesnt put victor on a pedestal anymore, he says victor is inexperienced and an idiot, and he wants to surprise him and go beyond his expectations, and its so endearing. victor lost his cool bc he was worried, and he shows how deeply he cares for yuri. every new episode, theyre growing and i DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. im so hyped this is bad.
if you call a gay couple sin: its homophobic. why? because gay people were killed for years for being sinners, its not fucking rocket science
if you call a gay couple “disgusting” or “trash” or “disgusting trash” or call yourself “trash” or “disgusting” or “disgusting trash” for liking it: its homophobic. why?? because youre implying that by liking a gay couple youre bad! that its something which no one wants to see since its trash! youre implying that gay couples are dirty and nothing more!
“but i do the same for straight couples!”
and i dont fucking care, different words have different effects depending on the subject. dont act like this is some brand-spanking-new concept because we both know its not
“im not homophobic! i love gays!”
if you love gays you wouldnt call them sinful, disgusting or trash?????????? because i dont know if you realised this but all of those are negative terms
“im a gay person and i call it sin, so what!”
just because youre ok with it, strangely enough, it doesnt mean others are! just like youre not ok with me saying calling it sin is wrong, im not ok with you calling it sin! keep that shit in a private chat with your fellow gays, because not every single gay person is ok with it. i know im sure as hell not
“stop policing fandom!/just let people have fun!/if you dont like it, dont look at it!”
1) if this is policing fandom get me a fucking sheriffs badgeand cowboy boots boy because im gonna go fucking hard on this if you call gays sin, disgusting and/or trash im fucking hate you
2) if people dont like hearing it, its not fun! if you and your straightie friends sit in a circle talking about how disgusting your fave gays are youre being homophobic. and if you find homophobia fun: die
3) heres the thing buddy, pal, my sweet dude. i walk outside of my house every day, and i hear constant casual and intentional homophobia! straights calling things they dont like “gay”, straights calling each other f*gs, i gotta see it all! so why the fuck should i have to see that shit online which i use to get AWAY from all of the homophobia i experience irl??? why the fuck should i let some straighties spew homophobic lines about their favourite gays???????? why???????? because if i speak up about it it inconveniences you?? it annoys you?? it makes you have to think about your own homophobia?? (sarcasm) ohh gosh, how terrible of me!!! all of those things above are as bad as hearing constant homophobic statements, how could i have been so mean to those poor old straighties!!!! (/sarcasm)
long story short: cut that shit out and i hate you
I think im gonna start a new blog where people can submit advice to young girls dating other girls. I know when i first started dating a girl a lot of things were hard for me to figure out (like if i was actually in love) and i know googling a bunch of stuff only brings up heteronormative advice. I think it would be nice if there was something out there to help them feel more comfortable and less bad if they dont know what to do/are lost (say how to tell if its the right time to kiss her girlfriend for the first time). It would be for all girls dating girls (trans girls, cis girls, etc.) I wouldnt have the answers for all advice so submissions would be for answers too!! Like/reblog if u think it would be a good idea? Idk if something like this already exists, but its something to help people that i think would be nice :)
dear zayn, you’re an extremely wonderful human being and i hope you know that. i cant believe there are people out there who are messed up enough to say things like your anxiety is fake or you shouldnt have become famous if you have anxiety. you are such an inspiration to me. i have anxiety too. i really do unfortunately. i cant place phone calls to people because im SO afraid - to people who know me, to people who dont know me, regardless. even to order goddamn food, i cant muster up the courage to make a damn phone call. talking to people face-to-face is even worse, my heart beats so fast, my skin gets all hot, im panicky and i stutter. its so bad. but when i found out you had anxiety too, it made me feel a little better. because i was always afraid id never get to meet new people. try new things. get opportunities. because i was deathly afraid afraid afraid of everything. but i saw you. living your dreams. making it big. and it showed me that maybe i can do it too. if i try. maybe i can overcome this monster that inhabits my head. maybe i can be stronger than my anxiety. maybe i can win this tiring, mentally and physically, battle. on top of that, youre such a gentle wonderful human being because despite being treated so badly on numerous events, you are still the wonderful lovely you that you’ve always been. you inspire me, zayn. every single day. i want to meet you. i love you. dont let the haters get you, my love! you’re stronger than that. my hero.
I got to the library finally, and got my story off the flash drive, and Im excited to announce that I finally started to continue writing it again!
Seeing that I wasn’t getting a new computer any time soon, Im just going to have to write it on my phone. But its working out well. I started continuing the second chapter this morning! I know a lot were asking about it.
In case you’re new, its my story “Because You Wers There”, the bad boy AU ^^ I’ll reblog the first chapter here again for anyone interested!
Anyway thats, that. Yay~
In other news, Im back from Florida and I didnt have as much time to write as I thought. But currently am working on Chapter 2 of the fic, one of the short stories, an ask prompt, and headcanons/ideas for an au I thought of. There is new content coming! It is just a bit time consuming.
Hey! its me hehe sorry for not writing this ask later -w- but anyway, You know, i love your prompts So i was wondering if you can do another one :3 I have been with this dark idea where Amy goes blind in a battle and Sonic feels so bad because he belive that was his fault, so he want to help her to live with her new condition or somemthing like that (OMG i guess i am evil for think things like this XD sorry) And im sorry if i wrote somethig wrong, im not too good with the english hehehe
Haha you’re fine! It’s going to be way AU, but I’ll do my best to make it Canon…
I don’t particularly like sad things ;w; but I’ll do my best to make it happy in some way!
“You know, heh… they’ve always said love is blind.”
“Sonic…this isn’t your fault. Honestly.”
“..I’m still here…”
“…Can you describe the sky for me? Please? Just once more.”
“…Amy… I’ve described everything around this place over a billion times. What’s gonna be new?”
She giggles, though it’s faint. She’s still trying to accept her new fate.
“Sonic… It’s beautifully new… because it’s your eyes.”
Unable to see anything, she turns to the darkness of his voice.
“Just once more… the sky? Describe it just as you see it. Then, even without eyes, I can still share in the sight with you.”
“….Take my hand.”
Amy shivered slightly with shock, feeling something rub on her hand, and realize it was Sonic’s.
“Where are you taking me?”
“A… A little bit.” she smiled.
She was careful as she walked, treading the darkness before stopping as she was lightly tugged by his hand closer, and a sensation rested on her back.
His other hand?
“It’s green today. The sun is going down so the colors are beginning to shift.”
“Green?” Amy was confused, tilting her head.
“W-well… a bluish green.”
“Oh! A turquoise!”
“Heh, what good is it if I try and explain something you don’t understand?”
“Don’t you get it? I learn how to see through your perspective now, Sonic. I’ll catch on. Go on. What else is out there..?”
She waited quietly.
She suddenly picked up on something soft and faint, and felt something drop slightly on her shoulder.
She moved her head to the feeling…
She lifted her hand, trailing first his chest, up to his muzzle, and then to the right…
It was wet.
“Sonic..? Are you… Are you cry-?”
“It’s not as great… as how you saw the world,.. Amy. But I’ll try. I’ll.. I’ll do my best.”
She pulled him closer then, “Shh. No,… Sonic, no! Don’t think this isn’t good enough! This is exactly what I want to see! I want to see the … the green sky, haha! Please, don’t stop… Sonic… Aww. You’re gonna make me cry!”
She could feel his shoulders bounce in his soft cries, though barely audible, as she continued to smile and hold him close.
“Do you hear that, Sonic?”
“H-hear..? Hear what?”
“I can hear birds… oh, they sound wonderful! And the wind? It’s never been so musical before!”
“Amy… you’re taking this awfully well. You don’t have to fight it off in front of me… I… I want you to know that I’ll hold you till you stop too.”
His arms moved tighter around her.
Now her own shoulders bounced, as tears formed.
“I … I don’t want to cry… I don’t want to…” she couldn’t help it.
She burst out crying at the loss of her sight.
But because of one thing becoming loss.
A new thing was gained.
Sonic slid down to his knees, and the two shared a moment that would then connect them the rest of their lives.
She felt Sonic lift his head up from having it near her forehead, and listened through her own hot tears as he began to speak.
“Amy…” his voice was so wonderful. She could listen to him as long as time itself. Maybe she could record him reading a book for her now. Oh! Her favorite love story! She didn’t want to guilt-trip him into that though… but she had always wanted him to read it with her!
Her mind wandered, but he continued.
“…I do think love is blind… when it comes to loving someone for beauty or whatever… but love can see. It just doesn’t need anything but ears to listen for it.”
“And you know what?” she heard him chuckle under his breath, moving his head down a moment before up again. The sensation of him being so close brought her some comfort in an otherwise dark world.
“…The green sky looks like your eyes, too.”
“Heh, dark green?”
“Are they really that dark?”
“You make the sky sound like a murky swamp!”
“Or a beautiful green pasture. Shows how our sights are still so different!”
“Grassy plain,… huh? Hey, I hear your heart beat!”
insp by 17s mama performance outfits,,,here’s a tad bit of new student!you x princes of the elite private boarding school!seventeen (sorry if its messy!!)
you’re a transfer student whose just been dropped off in front of these big, intimidating gates that lead to a beautiful campus of the boarding school you’ll be attending this year that you got a scholarship for and tbh you’re scared out of your mind because everything looks so rich and new and you’re just there with your little suitcase and in like a plain hoodie but you can already see kids walking around in pretty plaid uniforms and youre like im gonna embarrass myself,,,, i know i am,,,,
but u like sign and pep talk urself into sucking it up like it cant be too bad and like while you’re telling yourself its gonna b fine this boy comes up behind you and is like ‘are you lost?’ and you turn around and see the tall, handsome student with his hair slicked back professinally and he smiles a bit shyly like
“hello, im joshua. im the president of the welcoming committee at the school. you must be the transfer?
you’re just at a lose for words for the most part because he looks like a straight up prince and he like leans over to take your luggage but you’re like ‘its fine!!!!’ and u just like cant let him carry it like not when his family can probably like buy a whole island and tbh he looks like royalty ur like i cant make a prince carry my stuff
but joshua insists and he just picks it up easily in one hand and youre like oh my god and he’s like ‘come with me, ill show you around’ and you’re about to walk behind him when like…..ur suitcase opens and……everything spills out
and you’re horrified, but joshua is turning a bright red color too and just begins apologizing like crazy and you get down to try and pick everything up and he like accidentally picks up like your pajamas and hes red in the face and all of a sudden you hear
‘why are you going through this cute students stuff president josh????’ and u turn and u see like this tall, dark haired handsome boy in a different uniform and he’s smiling and has this twinkle in his eyes
and you’re blushing a bit because he called u cute and joshua behind you is rolling his eyes honestly he’s like ‘Seungcheol, aren’t you supposed to be in class?’
and the one named Seungcheol is looking you up and down and his smiles just getting more and more wide and he’s like ‘oh nah, i thought id come out and meet the new student for myself…..im glad i took the opportunity to.’
and he like winks at u
and ur like What Kinda Teen Adult Romance Novel move was that
but its endearing he has,,, a charm and he’s just like ‘do you need help with your things?’ but before he can reach down to help joshua’s like ‘seungcheol. go to class.’ and seungcheol pouts like y u gotta ruin the fun prez but he just shrugs and turns back to you like
‘my dorms in the west building so if you ever want to find m-’
joshua’s like ‘CLAss SeungchEol ’ and seungcheols like i get it i get it im going but he gives u like another wink and ur just like,,,,,,what just happened
joshua apologizes 10000000 times about seungcheol and ur stuff as u two like get it gathered back up and continue walking toward this building and hes like ‘this is our library, it’s one of the biggest out of all the private schools, feel free to use it whenever’ and youre kind of like……can we go inside
and joshua’s like dont you wanna drop off your things???? and ur like yes,,,but i like libraries a lot i just wanna take a sneak peek and joshua like breaks out this other smile because oh you like reading,,so does he,,,interesting but instead he just says like ‘oh well just a short look couldn’t hurt’
and he leads u inside and toward the desk where there’s another handsome boy buried in a book and when he looks up you catch your breath because he’s stunning like, next level and when he stands up to greet joshua ur like holy moly he’s tall tOO
joshua goes ‘this is wonwoo, he’s here a lot because he volunteers here on his downtime when he doesnt have class’
and like when he makes eye contact with you, you feel like you’re going to melt under his gaze and he gives off this cold, mysterious vibe
and you’re honestly a little frightened so you just bow your head and he looks back at joshua and ur like wow rude but tbH he’s just shy he like doesnt know how to act around cute new transfers
joshua’s like looking between u two and he’s like ‘well, ill wait here with ur luggage so u can go take a quick look around’
ur eyes light up and u thank him as u dash off inside and god its a private school, the library is gorgeous with a winding staircase and rows of desks to study at and just book shelves upon book shelves probably like a chandelier somewhere too
and you just go into a random aisle and you like touch the books and they’re all well kept and you’re honestly in love until
someones …. feet
and as u turn to see who it was u see this boy, with beautiful hair tied back and angelic features but he is just…..sleeping………right there……in the bookshelf
he looks peaceful and all,,,,,but you’re a little concerned but suddenly as u wanna get closer to see if he’s ok he lifts his hand and is like ‘one more minute,,,,,,,,i want to sleep ,,,,,,’
and you’re like ????? um ok but his eyes slowly open and your face is probably becoming flustered again because his eyes are this nice deep set brown and like
you read his name tag and you’re like jeonghan,,,,thats so,,,,pretty
and he’s just staring at you for a moment and its silent and you’re like what is it with everyone here staring but he smiles and he’s like
‘you’re new?’ and you nod slowly and he’s like ‘ahhhhh, ……….’ pauses to think and then he’s like ‘welcome……’ and goes back to sleep and ur like
this first day has been wild why r so many nice looking boys at this school and why are all of them a little on the weird side what is happening honestly
Hi i saw an ask about hanzo's voice actor playing a role in a new death note movie. Is it a bad thing or something? I think its good dude got a job. I don't really now anything abt that new movie but im curious. Sorry to bother you. Ps. Love all your art. Wish u all the best.
im just fucking around im sure hanzo’s va is a nice dude
ppl are upset bc death note is staring a white guy instead of an asian actor, bc its a japanese anime, but theyre not mad at hanzo’s va
im a new grad nurse working in a level one trauma center ICU, ive only been here for about a month and i feel so bad cus i know my incompetence/lack of knowledge wastes the time of my preceptor and coworkers. theyve all been patient and nice but i still feel bad 😩 Still! seeing your compassion towards other nurses makes me feel a lot better! i see so many nurses who are terrible to each other and it sucks. Also, even though its only been a month i can relate to a lot of these posts already LOL
I’m so glad you enjoy this blog! I remember that feeling as a new grad, but now as a preceptor I see things differently. We really and truly just want to help you learn and be successful in your environment. Don’t beat yourself up when you have a question or when you don’t know something- this time is for you to learn! And no nurse knows everything - I learn something new everyday I go to work!
Just keep swimming, friend! Eventually, it will get easier.
For @viper-seven, who is my only good guy!Brock friend. (I’m accepting applications though for new additions). ((Let it be known this is absolutely NOT htp).
He didn’t know his name, he didn’t know his age or how long it was since the last time he slept in a bed or what even a grape tasted like. But he always remembered there was someone who cared for him, his name was always programmed right back into the asset’s head– Brock Rumlow. Someone who snuck him candy bars when others weren’t watching. Someone who would casually elbow him with a proud smirk to get the Soldier to laugh when he told a joke. Someone who would kiss him so gently it was as if the asset may shatter. The softest touches always were the ones the Soldier appreciated the most– and Brock was the softest of them all.
The asset liked candy, liked it so much that he’d often get sick on it whenever Brock was around. Brock always made sure to buy him kinds he’d never tasted. He’d even special order custom candies, international candies, anything the Soldier wanted, Brock would always get him.
“Why?” the asset asked as Brock gently pressed them against a wall, his fingers slowly creeping up the asset’s abs.
“I like it when your lips taste like sugar,” Brock whispered, voice low and husky, like dark chocolate with a splash of coffee.
“So it’s only so I taste good?” the asset asked between gentle kisses, kisses so light he wasn’t even sure Brock had kissed him.
“No,” Brock replied. “You’re sweet as sugar.” He kissed him light on the jaw, like a feather against silken skin, drunk on sunlight. “You sparkle like sugar.” He kissed the asset’s nose, light like the warm breeze on an early summer day. “And just like sugar, too much of you sometimes is a bad thing.” He scooped the Soldier’s lips into his, lapping his tongue out to run along those sugar-stained lips.
The asset giggled softly into the kiss. “Cause I kill people?”
“You don’t kill people,” Brock said, his eyes darkening as he stared at the asset with an intensity that made the Soldier want to cry. “Every life you take is my burden and mine alone. You’re as pure as sugar cane swaying in the sun. I take all your sins and you bear none.”
The asset lifted his arms above his head, chewing at his bottom lip. “So I’m your sugar?”
Brock barked out an amused laugh, his dark eyes shimmering in delight. “Yeah, Sugar. You are.” He flushed himself against the asset, pressing his lips softly against the asset’s, always asking for permission and letting the asset decide the pace to set. Always gentle. Always kind.
It was a fine line they walked and the asset knew it too well. This memory, like all others would one day be swept away in the swirling wind, just like crystals of sugar spilled from clumsy hands.