i know its inappropriate but

  • Jay: if you need me, I'll be in the hospital bar
  • Mini: uh you know there isn't a hospital bar, Jay
  • Jay: well this is why people hate hospitals
  • discourse: DID YOU KNOW that Kingsman is a racist, sexist, gratuitously violent, and not very diverse film??
  • me: ...Yes.
  • me: No...
  • me: Because I can critique something I like and also enjoy the elements that make this film entertaining. I also love how both meta and fic discuss or simply correct the problematic things in canon, though they do also explore said problematic aspects in interesting, complex ways. For the most part, we tend to have a firm grip of what needs to be better represented in not only the movie, but in the general scope of fiction and real life social attitudes and political/economical implications as well.
  • discourse: ...are you going to stop liking it, though

anonymous asked:


phil on thursday: yeah dan got me this massive pink dildo for valentine’s day idk

There is a disturbingly large cucumber in the office kitchen for no apparent reason. I am afraid

I know its inappropriate to bring up fanfiction to stars, especially smut, but I wonder if they know how much time and effort fanfiction writers put into it. How much work it takes to match their writing styles with professional writers to get the characters just right. To create entire scenarios with these characters, sometimes as detailed as the shows/movies themselves, without getting paid or credit for it at all? To do all of this as a hobby, on top of jobs or school. I wonder sometimes if they understand?

I just got assaulted

I was just walking with my friend when a group of guys that was walking near us started staring and approaching closer. One guy suddenly just walked directly in front of me, looked at me in the eyes and and his face was so close I feel his breath. I felt like he was about to touch me so I asked “what the fuck do you looking at” and he pushed me because “how dare i swear at him”. He hit me multiple times and his friends were just standing there watching. My friend was pushed to the ground and her head got hurt badly too. He got a pregnant girlfriend/wife standing beside him and I told him “tell me what the fuck would you do if your girl here got people did to her what you did to me?”. He threaten to kill me and walked off.

This is not the first time I got pick on on the street for dressing like I do. I don’t know if its my cuts, my tattoos, my “inappropriate” clothing that made him want to punch me in the face.
I know a lot of you guys that are not from Vietnam will tell me to seek authority. I will tell you that the Vietnam law enforcement does not give a shit. We usually settle this by our self.
This is the reality I live in, we live in. I am not safe, we are not safe. Simply being me, being a woman and speaking up to myself results in assault. I was robbed just under a month ago, now this. And something a lot worse could have happened. Tell me the world is good now, I fucking dare you

anonymous asked:

Why do customers feel entitled to touch you?! I'm 17 and the majority or my coworkers are close to that age if not younger and we get all the creepy people who touch us or get to close to us and stare us down. It's so gross since its pretty obvious most of us are underage (i know i look older but either way its inappropriate)

Just start the emperor Cuzco thing I do. Jump away shouting “no touchie!”


autisticwolfesbrainisautistic  asked:

I was thinking about how Mario Kart had to change an animation for the Splatoon racer because it was a rude gesture in some of their markets, and I'm curious if the shoes you've worked on have ever had to change or scrap a scene/joke because it turned out to be inappropriate outside of it's first language (i know that came up ages ago, and I've been holding onto this thought ever since; I just had a hard time convincing myself it'd be something interesting for you to answer)

Usually it’s certain offensive words or phrases that we’re made aware of. For instance “fanny pack” is very innocuous thing here in the states - it’s a little pouch you wear around your waist to hold stuff. But we were told “fanny” is not a terribly polite word to say in Britain. So we had to change it to “belly bag.” Stuff like this happens but not terribly often.







(… Every finale)

Withdoll what have you done

“Here, I thought of you when I saw these. Since, y'know, you look like you’re thinking this two thousand times a day. Kinda looks like the Morton’s salt girl on there, doesn’t it?" 

"How apt! I’m the saltiest bitch I know." 

 "And that’s why I got you darling little fuck off socks, my dear.”

Updated Master List

If there’s a blurb you’d like me to elaborate on just let me know and I’ll try my best!

Smut- *



Is This Seat Taken?

House Party

I’ll Always Find You

We’ll Be Okay

Listen To Your Heart

Leather Bound Journal

Lean On Me

I Guess I’m Stuck With You

*You’ll Be The Death Of Me

Happy Prom Day

*I Come Baring Blowjobs



Contentment (His P.O.V.)

Nutella Flavored Coffee

*I Like It Rough (His P.O.V.)

*Do You Know The Drill?

*Come Find Me (First few parts are a little smutty)

~Part One

~Part Two

~Part Three

~Part Four

~Part Five

~Part Six

*Candle Light


*Dizzy on the Come Down (eh there’s a little sexy time)


Anything for You Gorgeous


Well Worth It (His P.O.V.)

It’s Not A Party

You Can Take Care Of Me

I’ve Got This Friend

Especially If Its 3am

I Want To Make It All Up To You

*Hot Box

Graduation Day

*One More



Is He Letting Me Win?

Defending Your Honor

It Wasn’t That Bad

*It Was Fun


What They Don’t Know Won’t Hurt Them

Hair Dye


*Sex Hair


Road Head (coming soon)

*Zip Me Up? 

Any Of ‘Em:

Prettier Than A Princess

Got Your Name Tattooed

*Welcome Home



You’re a YouTuber

You Can’t Sleep

Boob Guy


You Dress Somewhat Like Him

Camp Counselor

“I want to get married. Right now.”

“Are you cheating on me?”

“I think we should take a break”

“I think we need to start going to couple’s therapy”

“There’s a lot of pressure on me right now”

“Well then, no one gets coffee”

“And you believe her over me?”

“You can’t just push me aside anymore!”

“Let’s not tell anyone.”

“Don’t you be talking shit about Underbars.”

Bombshell (for thehalcyonclub’s breakup!5sos blurb night)

“My husband will be home any minute.”

“Let’s pretend we don’t care.”

“Did you find what you were looking for?”


You Fight & He Leaves

Ass Guy


Frat Boy

“The paint is supposed to go where??”

“We can make this work”

“I’d rather do ‘hard’ with you than ‘easy’ with someone else”

“When its just you and me, that’s when I’m happy”

“My mom will be devastated”

“And you believe her over me?”

“I don’t care just tell me”

“I don’t really have any interest in this anymore.”

“They are ruining us.”

A Second Chance, A Second Too Late (for thehalcyonclub’s breakup!5sos blurb night)

“Everyone is screaming in here.”

“I’m too full of pastries. Now I’m sad.”

“Why should I worry?”

“Put it down.”

“Say yes, I’m begging you.”

“One kiss and I’ll never bother you again.”

“You have to be gone before they wake up.”


Bad Day

First Date

Lazy Day

Michael Helps You Have A Baby

Nipple Piercing Au

You Have A Big Butt

Boob and Ass Guy



“I’m pregnant”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice”

“We can’t do this anymore”

“That’s not what I heard from him”

“It wasn’t always like this. You know that.”

“They would tear us apart if you let them.”

“I miss you. I know its inappropriate but I can’t help it.”

“If you do that, it’ll change everything.”

Bad Idea (for thehalcyonclub’s breakup!5sos blurb night) 

“That really turns me on.”

“The sneaking around kinda makes it more fun.”

“All she wants to do is dance.”

“Jack Hemmings wouldn’t treat me this way.”

“I can’t keep this up… its too hard.”


You’re Friends and He Whores Around to Get Your Attention

Nipple Piercing Au

Boob Guy



“Hey have you seen the…Oh”

“Its not what it looks like”

“Tell me how you really feel about me”

“Why haven’t you proposed to me yet?”

“Stop and come here. Its okay.”

“No mater what…he can’t find out about this”

“What did he tell you?”

“Stop talking to them about it!”

“Go ahead, fucking cry.” Cute Version / Angsty Version

“Are you accusing me? Because it sounds like you are.”

“I’ll unlock the side door.”

“I’m the lonely one in all this!”

“So all of this meant nothing to you?”

“I want people to know you’re mine.” / “People keep hitting on you because according to them our relationship doesn’t exist.” 

“How would I breathe without you?”

You’re the opening act (for thehalcyonclub’s famous!y/n blurb night)

“Can I call you that?”


Spiders- Michael

Spiders- Luke

Spiders- Calum

Spiders- Ashton

The First ‘I Love You

He Asks You to Stay the Night

Baby, Its Music To My Ears- Luke and Ashton

Baby, Its Music To My Ears- Michael and Calum

Your Kid Is Dating Another 5SOS Kid

First Time Showering Together

‘Diana’ by One Direction (Song Preference)

He Proposes As A Kid Then You Actually Get Married

You’re His Waitress And He Hits On You

He Forgets Something Important

He Gets Protective

*You Turn Him On In Public (Semi smutty)

*Quickies (His P.O.V.)

First Kiss


“I’m Pregnant”

Three Years Later (His P.O.V.)

You’re Best Friends and Share a Bed

You Meet The Guys

‘Ex to See’ by Sam Hunt (Song Pref- His P.O.V.)

‘Crash’ by You Me At Six (Song Preference)

He Finds Out You Faked An Orgasm

*Dry-Humping Leads to Cumming (Semi Smutty)

*Navigate Me (Song Preference)

Your Teen Gets Into Trouble

lilfrexican67  asked:

51 - omelia

This is…. I’m not really sure what this is lol. The original prompt was “What the hell are you wearing?” Enjoy!

“Okay, tell me I look like an Alzheimer’s trial.”

“I’m sorry, what?” questioned Meredith as she moved Ellie to rest on her hip. “Did you just ask me to tell you that you look like Alzheimer’s?”

“Pretty sure that’s what she said.” commented Maggie as she helped Bailey put his shoes on.

Amelia rolled her eyes at the two women as she slipped into the black heels she was holding. She smoothed her hands over the grey skirt  she was wearing and grabbed her earring off the counter, quickly putting them in both her ears.

“I meant tell me like I good enough that this donor will donate money to my Alzheimer’s trial.”

“Oh he’ll definitely donate something. No promises it’ll be money though.” said Maggie as she eyed the mini skirt that Amelia was wearing.

Amelia narrowed her eyes at the woman as Meredith smiled at her sister’s remark. She turned to Meredith, her arms wide, begging for her to say something positive.

“You look fine. He’ll love it.”

Amelia gave her a questioning look as she poured herself a cup of coffee. She walked past Zola, fixing the clip in her niece’s hair that had managed to slide a little.

“I never said the donor I was meeting with was a guy. How’d you know he was a guy?”

“Oh I wasn’t referring to the donor. I was talking about Hunt.”

Maggie’s laughter boomed through the kitchen at Meredith’s remark, Amelia immediately silencing her with a glare from across the counter.

“Sorry. But that was really good.”

“Well while it may be good, it’s not true. He and I aren’t… we’re not…” she rambled as both of the women looked at her expectantly, waiting for a response.

“I…  Sometimes I don’t know why I live with you two.”

She swiftly strode out of the kitchen, hurrying to escape their question, hearing Meredith’s chuckle and then reminder for her to pick the kids up from daycare.  She grabbed her purse, peeking back into the kitchen, on her out towards the front door.

“Good luck!” called Meredith. “Although you won’t need luck with a skirt like that.’


“Grey.” Owen called as he walked up to Meredith at the nurse’s desk. “Have you seen Dr. Shepherd? Torres is in the ER looking for a neuro consult.”

“I heard, I told her to page Nelson. Amelia’s not on-call for another hour, she’s still meeting with her potential donor.”

She motioned with her eyes to the end of the hallway. He turned to see Amelia standing there with who he was presumed was the donor, a man, probably a little older than himself. He watched as she smiled charmingly at the man, the man smiling right back at her as he placed a hand on her hip.

Had she been wearing scrubs maybe his blood wouldn’t have boiled nearly as much, but as his gaze shifted to where the man’s hand was, he saw the skirt. The short mini skirt. The skirt whose hemline in reality wasn’t the far from where the man’s hand was.

What the hell was she wearing that skirt for?

He’s not sure what made his legs move towards them, he remembers handing Meredith the tablet in his hands. He didn’t realize exactly what he was doing until he was in front of them, Amelia looking at him bewildered.

“Dr. Hunt. Can I help you with something?”

“Actually you can. There was a six-car pile-up in the ER.  We’re in need of a neuro consult.”

“Can you page Nelson? I’m kind of in the middle of something.”

“Nope. We need all available hands.” he answered as made eye contact with the man, who looked at him in a smug way that made Owen want to wipe it off his face so fast he wouldn’t know what hit him.

“Okay… Well thanks again for meeting with me Mr. Elins.” she said as she reached to shake the man’s hand.

“Please Amelia, call me Jack.” the man said with a smile as he held onto her hand.

“Yeah great nice to meet you.” said Owen as he pulled Amelia away, quickly leading her down the hall.

“What the hell are you doing? He’s a potential donor for the trial.” she questioned, as Owen guided her by her arm through the hallway. “And the ER is that way.” she said with a pointed finger.He quickly stopped them from moving in front of a supply closet, opening it and pulling both of them in, shutting the door behind them.

“I lied. There isn’t a six car pile up in the ER.”

“You lied?” asked Amelia her voice rising in anger. “Why the hell would you lie? And why would you pull me away from a man that’s willing to offer me millions of dollars?”

“That’s a really inappropriate skirt.” he replied.

“Excuse me?”

“That skirt is really inappropriate.”

She went to open her mouth to say something particularly nasty when she locked eyes with him. She saw the way he was looking at her. It suddenly registered why he was acting the way he was. He was jealous.

“How inappropriate?” she questioned as she walked closer towards, invading any personal space they had remaining.

She heard him clear his throat nervously; she smiled at his sudden reaction. Two could play at this game. She laid her had flat against his scrub top.

“Tell me.” she encouraged. “I want to know how inappropriate it really is.”

“Its… really inappropriate.” he managed to choke out, as she suddenly had him backed up against the door, her stiletto clad legs straddling either side of him. “Its much too short.”


She laid her other hand on his chest as well, now almost fully pressed up against him, her heels making her a more dominant candidate being that he normally had five or six inches on her.

“And how does that make you feel?”

He didn’t answer, just kissed her. Hungrily, quickly. She went to wrap her arms around his neck as he quickly turned her around so he was in front of her.  She felt her hand fumbling for the lock on the door as his hands went to play with edge of her skirt.

She felt herself inhale sharply as his hands began to push up past her skirt, his fingers skimming the edge of her silk underwear. His eyes, suddenly dark made contact again with hers, almost asking permission for what he would do next. He quickly pushed them down, Amelia stepping as gracefully as she could in her heels.

She pulled his scrub top over his head, her fingers running against his chest as his fingers went to unbutton her blouse.  Her fingers skimmed the tie on his scrub pants before pushing them, along with any remaining undergarments off, as his hands gingerly rubbed the material on her bra. His lips began pressing quick kisses against her neck.

“You never said what you thought about the skirt.” she whispered huskily.

He again, didn’t answer as he pushed himself closer, eventually entering her, hiking the skirt further up. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, Amelia gasping at the deeper contact. Her fingernails, pinched the back of his neck as he slowly moved within her. He leaned in close to her ear before whispering,

“I think you need to take the damn skirt off.”


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“And I love spending the night with you -”