I’ve been doing homework since I’ve gotten home and all I’ve thought about is how the chocobros would feel in my situation. If you reblog this leave in the tags which chocobro you relate to most (I’m definitely Noctis…)!
Noctis: oh this poor boy, he just wants to play video games or take a nap, just so long it’s NOT learning about the history of Lucis or the pythagorean theorem. He tries to focus but he can’t help but slack off every few minutes regardless of which subject it is.
Prompto: king of procrastination. He doesn’t even mean to do it, he doesn’t really even mind doing homework because he’d rather have it done than worry about it later but next thing he knows it’s 10 o'clock at night and he has multiple assignments due the next day.
Ignis: do I even need to say it? He’s good about doing homework. Doesn’t procrastinate, knows what he’s doing, very focused, makes sure he has plenty of ebony handy. Very Ignis like.
Gladiolus: he’s always been pretty neutral on the matter. Mostly does his homework along side Ignis so at least he’s not alone; however, we all know he loves to read, so as long as he’s doing a reading assignment he doesn’t mind too much.
What I mean by this is that I do not do my homework; I miss deadlines at work because I’d rather play games than do the work; I have projects I’m excited about but instead of starting them I scroll aimlessly through tumblr. I have occasionally failed to turn in important assignments because I didn’t do them because I didn’t feel like it.
My whole life I’ve thought of this like a personality trait. I can’t do things unless they’re interesting because I’m lazy. I tend to get in trouble with jobs and at school because I’m lazy. I hated the personality trait, I wanted to change it, I aspired rather desperately to be a hard-working person and caused myself a great deal of pain trying to imitate one, but I was still thinking of it as some sort of fundamental tendency, some sort of fact about me.
Request: Can I have one where the reader is Sam’s daughter and she goes
missing for a week or so and Sam is worried sick until he finds her? Thank you
and I love your writing!!
Word Count: 692
Thank you so much! I hope you like it!<3
ALSO I’m super excited because tomorrow is my last day at school before
summer! Which means probably more updates! And more writing! And more of what I want to do rather than being stuck
doing homework! <3
“She’s been an hour, Dean.” Sam
says, pacing anxiously with his phone in hand, “It doesn’t take that long.”
“Maybe she’s just talking to
“She doesn’t know anyone!” Sam groans, restraining
himself from calling you there and then, “She’s got your car, you should be
“Ah, but she doesn’t.” Dean
shakes his head, “She took one of the old bikes – the one she spent a few weeks
“Even better.” Sam scowls,
sitting down miserably, “She needs to get her ass back here right now otherwise
“She’s eighteen and picks locks
better than anyone I’ve ever seen. Good luck with that.”
“Why are you so relaxed about
this?!” Sam demands, glaring at his brother, “Why don’t you care?!”
“I care. Just, unlike you, I have
some trust in Y/N and her ability to stay safe. She’ll be fine.” Dean insists, rolling his eyes at his younger brother, “She’s
your kid. She knows what she’s doing.”
“You’d better hope so.” Sam
mutters, shaking his head. He taps out a message on his phone, and gets no
reply. An hour passes, then another, and before the brothers know it it’s dark
outside and they’ve heard nothing from you.
More days pass and there’s
total radio silence on your end. They try to track your phone, only to find it
turned off. They ask angels and demons alike, who all deny that they – or any
of their kin – have been near you. It gets stranger and stranger – they catch
wind of you in one city one day, then halfway across the country the next.
Hunters across the country are looking out for you – as far as the underground
community that you belong to is concerned, you’re a wanted person.
It’s eight days after you left
that Sam rings your phone – as he has been hourly – but instead of cutting
straight off, it rings. And rings, and rings.
“Y/N?!” He gasps, racing
through to the library with the phone pressed to his ear, “Y/N, where the hell
“I…” You pause, obviously
floundering as Dean motions for Sam to put you on speaker. He does, before
prompting you to continue.
“Come on, Y/N.”
“I found my mom’s family.” You
admit, “I remember seeing a picture of her and you saying she had an identical
twin. They knew about me, obviously. They moved, and it took me longer than I
thought to find them.”
Sam’s stomach turns – the relief
is there, of course. But you’ve found your other family, who are without a
doubt normal and safe and exactly what you need. He’s had you for seventeen
years of your life, and every day he’s cursed the poison he’s all but shoved
down your throat in the career you’ve ended up in. You have a chance at safety
now, but… he doesn’t want to let you go.
“So… you’re staying out there?”
He asks, something trying to block his throat. He hears a small laugh, which
catches and cuts off.
“Actually…” You pause, “I don’t
want to stay, dad. They’re weird. They love me, sure, but… it’s not the same.
It’s formal and awkward and I’ve realised that I don’t need a link to my mom.
Not like that. I have everything I could ever want in you and Uncle Dean and I’m
sorry if I scared you.”
“But you’re coming home?”
“If you’ll have me.”
Sam laughs, “Y/N, you’re always
welcome here. Hell, you’re wanted. You’re the bloody light in this place.”
“Alright. I’ll be home in a
couple of days, okay?” You smile at the thought of going home. Sam nods, and
even though you can’t see it, he smiles brightly.
“Okay, baby girl. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Bring some pie!” Dean yells,
and the brothers almost hear the rolling of your eyes in your next sentence.
“I’m a step ahead, there’s this
amazing bakery here.”
“Sammy, did I ever tell you you
had the best kid?”
“Damn right.” You and Sam say
in unison, before saying your goodbyes and hanging up so you can go home,
exactly where you belong.
avengers/mcu questions i would rather seen asked...
The incredibly frustrating thing I’ve seen about interviews these days is that these media people just don’t do their fucking homework. Did you guys just…. I don’t know, sleep or skip that class in college?
I mean, don’t get me wrong, I dread interviews as a writer. But as my own boss taught me, the first rule of interviews is that you don’t ask questions that you can easily look up and verify and you ask questions when you want something clarified, explained, possibly revealed and elaborated.
So rather than inane shipping questions and shit like “how did you fit into your catsuit?” I would rather have seen the following:
a. Chris Evans - I read an article that you actually like to draw and that you entertained ambitions of getting into Pixar/Disney one day, before turning to acting instead. So we’re curious, are you the person who did the Captain Monkey drawings we saw in the first Cap movie? Were you the one who actually did the other drawings whenever we see Steve Rogers drawing?
b. Scarlett Johansson - We really loved the fact that Widow and Cap were portrayed as good friends, rather as love interests in The Winter Soldier. Is it possible for you to give us any headcanons/backstory that you and Chris must’ve come up with to portray that on screen? Can you share that with us (if we’re not spoiling anything) ?
The fans are really exited over the possibility of a Black Widow movie. If you could get that opportunity, would you want this as a prequel or more of a “further adventures” of the character following the Avengers/other MCU films?
c. Jeremy Renner - We totally understand that you can’t really say what happened in Budapest with the Black Widow. But do you have a personal backstory that you can tell us instead?