A movie about Viola Davis because her life deserves to be known
“The only picture I have of my childhood is the picture of me in kindergarten, I have this expression on my face — it’s not a smile, it’s not a frown. I swear to you, that’s the girl who wakes up in the morning and who looks around her house and her life saying, ‘I cannot believe how God has blessed me.’ “
“I would jump in trash bins with maggots looking for food, and I would steal from the corner store because I was hungry, I never had any kids come to my house because my house was a condemned building, it was boarded up, it was infested with rats. I was one of those kids who were poor and knew it.”
“I was the kind of poor where I knew right away I had less than everyone around me. We had nothing, I cannot believe my life, I just can’t, I’m so blessed. I would jump in trash bins with maggots looking for food, and I would steal from the corner store because I was hungry, I never had any kids come to my house because my house was a condemned building, it was boarded up, it was infested with rats. I was one of those kids who were poor and knew it.”
“It became a motivation as opposed to something else — the thing about poverty is that it starts affecting your mind and your spirit because people don’t see you, I chose from a very young age that I didn’t want that for my life. And it very much has helped me appreciate and value the things that are in my life now because I never had it. A yard, a house, great plumbing, a full refrigerator, things that people take for granted, I don’t.”
“I first envisioned myself as an actor after I watched Cicely Tyson in The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman when I was a child.”
“It wasn’t until then that I had a visual manifestation of the target I wanted to hit, It also gave me hope for the future and a different life for myself, she helped me have a very specific drive of how I was going to crawl, walk, run from that environment.”
“I became an artist, and thank God I did, because we are the only profession that celebrates what it means to live a life,”
one cannot have enough of cute and random aus so here have some more
the cute and quiet customer that frequents the coffee shop where I’m a barista
and also where my rival barista works and we’re both fighting for your
attention in increasingly creative and inconspicuous ways (making foam art,
writing cheesy pick-up lines on your napkin etc. etc.)” AU.
my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re
cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s
becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU.
an Art student and I’m an English major and you keep stealing the papers for my
assignment to doodle and I would kill you but you’re really cute and hey that’s
actually a really nice sketch” AU.
the perpetual frowner in class and one day as I’m answering the teacher I
intentionally make a very cheesy pun and I can hear crickets but you’re laughing
out loud and that makes me feel very much accomplished” AU.
manager says the only reason the restaurant where we work at is popular is because
people enjoy eating while watching our relentless flirting with each other but
I swear to God we’re not flirting???” AU.
ditch prom to attend a local poetry slam and you’re also there and I never
really noticed what a cute smile you have and hey do you maybe want to bond
over our mutual love for ‘Howl’???” AU.
new in town and you seem very intimidating but as it turns out you have an
awful sense of direction even with a map and you’re actually adorkable so here
let me help you” AU.
Valentine’s Day and I’m single and you want to cheer me up but you can’t cook
nor bake to save your life so you make me hot chocolate instead and it is delicious
and I think I love you???” AU.
gym class and we’re playing volleyball and you spike really well and you manage
to hit the ball square in my face and I think I’m bleeding and you’re
apologizing profusely and it’s okay but you’re really cute so I guess I’ll take
you up on that offer for coffee” AU.
the jerk-face customer that keeps on thumbing through their phone while ordering
their drink so I exact revenge by spelling your name wrong on your cup and
drawing phallic pictures on your coffee” AU.
mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and
now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both
screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t
know either of you” AU.
mutual friend invites us for Thanksgiving dinner with their other friends and
now there’s a full-fledged food fight going on with potatoes and turkey flying
everywhere and we’re both seeking refuge under the table whilst sharing a bag
of chips that you brought (just in case)” AU.
and I are both baristas at a coffee shop and one day I step out of the café to
take a break and walk in on you gleefully drawing phallic pictures on the
chalkboard outside that no one pays attention to so what are you doing?” AU.
and I go out to a sushi bar and the sushi chef yells at you for being allergic
to a particular kind of fish and now you’re crying and I’m trying to comfort
and I are at a sushi restaurant and you’re continuously snagging sushi off the
belt that I have to pay for and you don’t seem to be going to stop anytime soon
but you look so cute when you’re eating with that smile on your face what the
hell man” AU.
mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on
sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your
life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your
packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?” AU.
both strangers sitting in the same booth at an eatery because all the other
booths are full and you’re drawing smiley faces on your plate with ketchup and
wow your concentrated frown is cute” AU.
our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re
the only ones at the ceremony who are single” AU.
my roommate and it’s way past midnight and you’re talking about how Charles
Dickens inspired prison reform and how the moon must feel insignificant because
it borrows light from the sun and this is all very interesting but will you
please shut up and go to sleep” AU.
actually a really friendly and chill vampire and at night you float around
outside of my bedroom window to talk with me about the universe and stuff” AU.
going through my sketchbook and giving questioning looks and I swear to God I’m
just a deranged artist and not a serial killer” AU.
live next door to each other and I can see you through the window while you’re
dancing to your iPod in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and God you’re
a dork” AU.
been standing in line at the coffee shop for hours and you casually cut through
for your drink but also buy me my favorite blend and now I’m not so sure what
to make of you” AU.
sick so you make me chicken soup and I’m really grateful but I’ve also seen you
read books on magical spells and potion-making so I’m not sure if I should
drink your soup in case it turns me into a toad” AU.
a scrawny black cat in our neighborhood that hates everyone and everything but
follows you around for some reason and I see you pet it and feed it fish fries
are you a witch” AU
a perpetual frowner and most certainly not a morning person and I work
part-time at a breakfast bar and your disheveled hair and content smile as you
eat my waffles and scrambled eggs is the only thing that can get me to smile”
the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and
everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling
in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork” AU.
work part-time as a cashier at the local corner store and you come here
regularly to shop and bond with me over the microwavable chicken bites so how
about I take you out on a proper date instead?” AU.
the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in
on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you
in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad” AU.
the health-conscious med student and I’m the chain-smoking art student who’s
also your barista and you leave me notes on smoking and lung health on your
napkins and also a 20-page essay on lung cancer tucked under your saucer” AU.
a tea-lover yet you come to the coffee shop where I work at just to see my foam
art and you give me hefty tips regularly so I’ve taken it upon myself to master
the art of tea-making just for you” AU.
a fashion major and I’m working on my illustrations and maybe I’ve had too much
coffee but I swear I just saw one of the mannequins move so here I am calling
you in the middle of the night please help I’m scared” AU.
work at a fast food restaurant and as you hand me my food you lecture me for
ruining my health what is this hypocrisy” AU.
egging a random person’s house to relieve stress and you join me and as it
turns out the house belongs to your ex and now they are chasing us as well as
the police and now we’re both in jail waiting to be bailed so um you wanna talk
about it?” AU.
The first time Damian gets kidnapped as Bruce Wayne's son
Thugs over video feed: “Okay man, just remember you have 24 hours to deliver the money or else the kid dies
Bruce: "All right, but first I just want to talk to him please I need to know my little baby is okay *wipes away very convincing Fake Tear™*
*camera pans to Damian, who’s tied to a chair but seems totally chill with the situation and even gives an evil grin when he sees Bruce*
Bruce (yelling dramatically): "OH NO MY DARLING CHILD ARE YOU OKAY??”
Bruce (furiously whispering): “Don’t you dare hurt them do you hear me young man"
"DID YOU GET BOO BOOS?? DO YOU HAVE ANY BROKEN BONES?? OH MY GOD DID THEY TOUCH YOU DID THEY STEAL YOUR INNOCENCE REMEMBER NO MEANS NO DAMIAN YOU NEED TO FIGHT BACK AND STAY STRONG UNTIL WE COME RESCUE YOU OKAY"
"If you try to fight back at all I swear to god you’re grounded for a month when you get back"
"WHAT KIND OF MONSTER COULD KIDNAP A CHILD YOU HEARTLESS FIENDS CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S JUST A BOY"
Robb, I write to you with a heavy heart. Our good king Robert is dead, killed from wounds he took in a boar hunt. Father has been charged with treason. He conspired with Robert’s brothers against my beloved Joffrey and tried to steal his throne. The Lannisters are treating me very well and provide me with every comfort. I beg you: come to King’s Landing, swear fealty to King Joffrey and prevent any strife between the great houses of Lannister and Stark. Your faithful sister, Sansa.
A/N: Okay i actually got myself aroused while writing oh my gawd! its smutty as fuck. ENJOY!
I unlock the door and open it, and before I can even get a foot in the door I hear Y/n’s voice yelling.
“Shawn! oh thank god” not a second later i see her running towards the door…towards me terror on her face. I drop my jacket and keys so she can run into my arms. “WHAT! Whats the matter babe!?” I ask, panic in my voice. She wraps her arms around my neck and hold her tighter than i’ve ever held anything in my life.
“I just watched that movie with that psycho hockey player!” she cried out….her face is still hidden my neck but I let go of her waist. My facial expression instantly changes from anxious to blank.
“Friday the 13th” I correct her.
“yeaaah. oh my god i’m so glad you’re home Shawnie i was so scared here alone” she whimpers. “get off of me” I chuckle, backing away from her and picking up the items I dropped a second ago.
“what? nooo you’re suppose to protect me!” she gasped. “From…Netflix? its just a movie babe” I shake my head and make my way the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. “for a second there i thought you were a good boyfriend” she pouts while locking the door and walking into the kitchen after me. I look down at her and she rolls her eyes, taking the water bottle from my hands and drinking a sip. “For a second there i thought you were actually in danger. And would a bad boyfriend let you steal their water?” I smirk before taking the bottle back. I take a sip but almost spill some on myself when pokes me in the side.
“jerk! id like to see you sit through a scary movie without feeling the least bit paranoid” she challenged.
“Let’s watch one tonight then”
“Hell no! i’m already freake-”
“I’m here now so I wont let a hockey player or anyone else get my girl” I know she loves it when I call her that. I see her fighting back the smile it always causes. “okay fine but i swear to god if you try to scare me later on i’m going to strangle you” she squints her eyes to try and intimidate me but all it does is make it even harder for me to take her serious. She so short and doe eyed, its really hard for me to be scared of her.
45 minutes later
“Shawn you’re supposed to be watching this” she giggled pushing my hand away from her thigh. “Id rather be doing this though” I smirk, moving my hand back to her leg and leaving a wet kiss on her collarbone. She sighs with a smile and crosses her arms. “i shouldn’t let you even sit on the same couch as me considering you told me to get off of you earlier” she teased
“haha y/n” I started “but remember what happened before that?”
“You were holding me?” she guessed, looking over at me.
“Yeah. I thought something was wrong and that-….I don’t know” I ran a hand through my hair, reliving that moment when my heart felt like it was going to explode from how fast it was beating.
What would you have done if there was a real killer in here?” she questioned.
“I usually say violence isn’t the answer but I guess i’d have to kill him” I laugh. I see her eyes turn a bit darker and she took a deep breath. “….did that turn you on or something?” I joke. She doesn’t verbally answer but she guides my hand back to her thigh, and then further up to one of my favorite places on her body. I start rubbing her thought her pajama shorts and judging by how soft she feels right now, i’m one hundred percent positive she isn’t wearing panties.
She bites her lip and whimpers while pressing my hand harder into her. With her other hand she pulls her shorts to the side and waits for me to do the rest. I rub for a few more seconds to make sure she’s absolutely dripping for me.
I finally have her where I want her and by now she’s almost at her peak. I take two of my fingers and wet them in my mouth before sliding them inside her. Her mouth is hanging open, a look of disbelief on her face. “sh- shawaann” she gasped. I shake my head “I know I know, that was really dirty” I chuckle, still pumping in and out of her.
“mmm baby you..you’ve never done that…that was h-hot” she struggled through her moans. “fuck” I grunt before pulling away from her and undoing my belt and zipper quicker than I ever have before. Without me having to tell her, she swung a leg over me and pulled her shorts to the side once again. She pulls my hard-on out of my boxers and runs her thumb over the head of it.
“aahh baby..fuck ride me” I groan
She sinks down on me, the material of her shorts are out of the way but still add some friction every time she comes back down. Her hands find my hair and I can feel my climax building with every stroke. My hands grip her ass and i help move her up and down. “nnh shawnie right there..” she whimpers. I guide her face to my neck and she begins nibbling at my jaw line. She picks up the pace for a second before pulling me out almost all the way. She’s teasing me
“ don’t you fucking stop y/n” I growl in her ear. She starts to grind again but this time, she starts to lose her rhythm. She’s close, so am I.
“i’m almost there baby oooh fuck…yes” she nods at me and i’m assuming she feels the same. Just when I feel her clench around me, I lose it. I throw my head back and squeeze her ass just enough to make her really feel it.
I’m moaning out her name along with a list of profanities, she’s riding out her high and when I glance down I can see her biting on her finger. I could cum again just watching her. My breathing evens out and even though we’ve both finished, she’s still slowly grinding on me. She leans forward and kisses me with so much passion, it makes me smile.
I just love her so much.
I grab her waist to stop her movements because my dick is way too sensitive right now. “another go?” she chirps. “give me like 20 minutes babe”
We laugh and she pulls herself off of me, shifting her attention to the tv to catch the last scene of that damn movie.
Editor-In-Chief and Single Dad Shiro Part 1 (2, 3, 4)
Shiro’s a workaholic but loves to spend as much time with his daughter.
So most days, the little pumpkin goes to work with him and likes to wander off from his office. She hasn’t started school yet and there wasn’t time to hire a babysitter on such a short notice.
He’s busy chasing deadlines when he notices that the little devil was no where to be seen in his office.
He leaves his room to look for her because he promised her ice cream.
However, he sees her being carried by an employee (is he an employee even? he’s wearing a tie so he must be).
“But I don’t wanna go back to my Daddy,” his daughter pouts.
“Yeah, but what if your Daddy misses you?” unknown not-really-sure-if-employee asks with a frown. “You don’t want to see him sad, do you?”
“He’s always busy with papers. He won’t miss me,” she pouts even more, but clings to the other man like they’re close buddies.
“You don’t know that, sweetheart,” the guy smiles fondly at his daughter and honestly? Shiro’s just?? so?? taken?? WHO IS THIS MAN? His daughter usually just messes around with people where he works—she’s basically a menace—but somehow this guy managed to be? friends? with? his daughter?
He doesn’t get to ogle further at the unknown man because his daughter sees him and calls him.
Unknown man’s eyes go wide upon seeing him approaching them, realization dawning into him. He looks back to Shiro’s daughter and whispers “Your Daddy’s Mr. Shirogane?”
As soon as he reaches them, the guy clears his throat. “Uh, good morning, sir. I swear to god I am not stealing your daughter. In fact, she—”
“I stole some of Keith’s cookies!” his daughter laughs.
“—but in the end I gave them to you, cupca—” unknown guy named Keith says to his daughter but stops himself before completing the term of endearment. He places the little girl down so she could go back to him.
Shiro just stares at Keith because this guy looks extremely attractive up close and he can’t stop himself, so he blurts out, “Do you work here?”
“Um, yes. I started last week. Marketing.”
Last week? He hasn’t seen him before. “How come I didn’t interview you?”
“I don’t know. Allura hired me on the spot.”
Before Shiro can reply, his daughter pokes him, “Daddy, you’re staring too much at Keith.”
He gets flustered as he looks down at his daughter. TRAITOR.
“Well, I better get back to work now. I was going to ask whose kid she was and—”
“Would you like to have coffee with me?” Shiro blurts out.
“W-what?” Keith panics.
“A sort of welcome thing.” Shiro explains. “I’m your boss after all.”
“Oh, I’m more of a,” Keith coughs. “…a chocolate milk person. But coffee would be okay too. I don’t assume every one just has a—”
“Daddy has chocolate milk boxes for me!” his daughter chips in. TRUST REGAINED ONCE AGAIN. GOOD JOB KIDDO.
Keith just laughs. “I do love chocolate milk boxes.”
How adorable. Shiro finds himself smiling a little too wide. He feels his daughter poking him again. He knows she’s going to tease him later when they’re alone.
And she really did when they go for ice cream. “You like Keeeiiiithhh.”
Shiro rolls his eyes. “No I don’t.”
“You do this funny face when you lie, Daddy. Plus, you can’t have Keith. I’m going to marry him.”
Shiro is just so shocked?? “You can’t marry him! You’re three!”
48 - “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”
save me 😭
What happens after I save you?
I marry you for all your money and then you die in a mysterious accident
Forget it you can suffer
remind me again, why did I choose to study Philosophy in my final year of High School?
Because you’re a big dumb nerd.
Not nerd enough it would appear. 🙁
I miss you ❤️
I miss you ❤️
When you’re finished i’ll be here ready to make you feel better 😏
Now that’s what i’d like to here 🍆
What are you doing right now?
Oh I’m just hanging with-
Suddenly the phone was ripped right out of Isak’s hands. “Hey!” he screeched as he glared at a very frustrated Jonas. “What the hell? I was using that.” Jonas ignored him and tossed the phone to Mahdi who caught it in one hand. Then Jonas crossed his arms and nodded at Mahdi and Magnus.
“Wait do what??” Isak yelled, waving his hands to snatch it back but Jonas pushed him back down.
“We are doing this for your own good Isak”
“Doing what? I’m fine! You guys are crazy.” Isak shook his head and crossed his arms, giving up trying to get his phone back. They wouldn’t dare.
Isak we have been sitting here hanging for like an hour and the entire time you have been talking to Even.
Isak scoffed “That is so not true.”
“Yes” Mahdi said, “It is”
Isak rolled his eyes “You guys are so lame.”
Jonas raised his eyebrows, “Do it Magnus.”
“Okay Dear Even-”
“Don’t write dear Even, no one writes dear at the start of a text message” Mahdi interjected.
Isak wanted to so desperately tell them that they were wrong because I mean Even did that to him all the time, but then he remembered that would be helping them and that was the last thing he wanted. Those assholes.
“Okay ‘Even we’ve become the clingy couple that I, Isak Valtersen used to complain about constantly” Magnus stopped to look Isak right in the eye “Constantly.”
“But now I have become the most clingy disgusting sappy fool who makes all of his friends want to puke whenever he is around them.” Mahdi added.
Isak looked at them in horror.
“P.S. you smell and your hair isn’t as great as everyone thinks it is” Jonas finished.
“Well now that’s a lie” Magnus muttered but typed it anyway.
“i swear to god if you guys send that I’m going to rip your hearts out and make sure you never get laid again.”
the send sound echoed loudly through the room “Whoops my finger slipped.” Magnus said innocently.
Isak panicked “WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS.”
Mahdi and Magnus cracked up laughing as Isak pushed against Jonas who was stopping him from barrelling into Magnus and stealing his phone back.
“Give it back! I need to send him a smiley so he knows it’s all a joke!”
Jonas rolled his eyes “oh come on he knows.”
Magnus nodded “He would totally know.”
“You brought this upon yourself.” Mahdi said.
“Yep we told you the next time you ignore us to text Even we were going to punish you” Jonas agreed.
“I DIDN’T THINK YOU WERE SERIOUS.” Isak shouted pulling his hair
he finally snatched it out of Magnus’s hands and looked down at the sent message.
“Ugh I hate you guys.”
Isak frantically began to type an exclamation before Even saw it and jumped to conclusions but just as he was about to send it-
“Even, we have become that clingy couple I Isak Valtersen-”
“Oh dear god” Isak groaned covering his face as Even walked up from behind him.
“Used to complain about CONSTANTLY”
Even smirked at him and kissed his neck “Well damn, you weren’t that much fun back then were you?”
Isak rolled his eyes but his heart was fluttering at Even’s touch.
The boys were in the corner laughing.
“But now I have become the most clingy disgusting sappy fool” Even continued to read as he sat down and put his arms around Isak from behind. “who makes all of his friends want to puke whenever he is around them”
Even looked up at the boys and then back at Isak, grinning cheekily “Well baby, why don’t we give them something to puke at huh?”
and then to Isak’s pleasant surprise Even brought Isak’s face to his and kissed him long and deeply sending shivers through his body.
The boys all groaned and laughed simultaneously but Isak was completely lost in Even’s touch.
Even pulled back and looked into his eyes, smiling brightly at every inch of Isak.
then he abruptly turned to the boys and stood up.
“Alright now which one of you said my hair wasn’t that great?”
High school and friends with benefits au with Seven, Yoosung and Saeran (Zen if you don't write for him). Thank you!
A/N: *(the sheer amount of times i’ve had to “americanise” my spelling is unbelievable. I’m still to stubborn to change colour to color tho)
(Also I have a copious amount of aubergines in my inbox now, ya’ll are so nasty)
“You keep on sexting me in binary and now my friends think i’ve joined a shady hacktivists group ”
You were sitting at lunch with Saeyoung he was explaining about how internet cookies are extremely misleading in the title. You were half concentrating on him and half on what your friends Mina and Jisoo were snickering at. You could tell they were talking about the two of you. After another five minutes of their whispers they finally approached the two of you.
“Okay you two we know what’s going on” Mina said as she slammed her hand on the table.
You and Saeyoung looked at each other both thinking the same thing.
Shit they know we’ve been fucking in the supply closet
How’d they even find out
Which of the three exits can we make our escape
“So is it cool?” Jisoo asked pulling you both out of your thoughts.
You decided to play innocent by asking what the hell she was talking about.
“Oh come on we both know you and Seven are in a super underground hacktivist group” Mina said her elbow propped on the table in an act of secrecy
“Yeah we saw all those messages you sent in that nerd code” Jisoo piped in nodding in approval, “So spill the beans already”
Seven finally decided to speak up from being unusually silent
“Well girls we’d love to tell you but we’d have to kill you”
Mina and Jisoo gawked in amazement. You sighed as you realised the deep hole you two had dug for yourselves.
“I accidentally told my *mom we were dating after she found your bra under my pillow and now you’re invited to my cousin’s wedding”
“I can’t believe your making me do this” You grumbled as you stalked past countless shops searching for a dress for this stupid wedding.
“I already apologised like fifty times”
You ignored his comment following him into a dress store. He scanned the racks looking for something that would please me. He picked out five dresses and piled them into my hands before directing me to the dressing room
“I just don’t understand how this involves me” you sighed stepping out in a light pink dress with some questionable frills.
“Well what would you do if your mother found a random girl’s bra in your room”
“Don’t you have a sister couldn’t you have said it was hers” You whined now in dark red dress that make you look like ornate blood stain.
“First of all my sister is 12 and second of all I hardly think that’s her style anyway”
“What would you know about style Mr. WearsTheSameRattyHoodieEveryday” you scoffed, “plus if you hadn’t stolen my bra in the first place we wouldn’t be in this situation at all”
“Wha..What..I didn’t steal it I merely kept for safekeeping till i could return it to you”
“Sure, Jan” you muttered “Yoosung you are many things but you ain’t slick”
Yoosung pouted now knowing he’d been caught. You took a glance at the dressing room then back at Yoosung
“So wanna have a quickie in there” You said pointing to the dressing room behind you.
“I swear to god you have a shorter attention span than me,” Yoosung scolded “we came to look for a dress remember?”
“Boo, You’re no fun”
(headcanon that Saeran has a hella extensive mourning routine and knows all these natural remedies)
“Just cause I let you stay the night doesn’t mean you can use all my eyeliner”
“Who could have guessed ‘scary edgelord Saeran’ has a fucking morning routine” you smirked rising from the bed to see Saeran sat at your vanity table
“I already did” you retorted shrugging on one of his oversized shirts.
“Why am I even friends with you?”
“Cause I’m the only one that can deal with your hipster emo ass”
“I thought you liked my ass” he quipped setting down a moisturising cream.
“Cute” you replied now eyeing him as he emptied out your makeup bag picking out the eyeliner.
“Just cause I let you stay the night doesn’t mean you can use all my eyeliner”
Saeran ignored your comment and continued applying it with expert precision you were a bit jealous cause it usually took you like three tries to get it right.
“You better not do a better job than me, i can’t have you showing me up at school”
“Where the fuck do you keep your Vitamin E Oil” Saeran asked exasperated
“Do you even hear yourself, and who the fuck has Vitamin E Oil lying around the house”
“No wonder your skin is so dry you’ve been living like a savage”
“Boi you about to catch these hands if you make anymore comments about the state of my skin”
prompt: ‘I know that you think I hate you but I swear to God I didn’t mean to hit you with my car.‘
The funny thing is, under entirely different circumstances, Clarke’s pretty sure that she and Bellamy Blake could have been friends.
The first time she meets him, Kane is introducing them and he’s supposed to be showing her the ropes, since it’s her first day at the bookstore. He has a well-worn copy of Howl’s Moving Castle sticking out of his bag, freckles, and dark, messy curls that Clarke really wants to run her fingers through. (She’s… pretty intrigued, if she’s being entirely honest.)
But then he opens his big, stupid mouth, and suddenly all of her feelings of goodwill go up in smoke, because Bellamy Blake is, undoubtedly, a massive asshole.
He won’t stop calling her Princess, for one, and makes a face every time she so much as asks a question about the cash register. The constant jibes about her having gotten the job due to nepotism (so their boss may also be her mom’s fiancé, sue her) certainly don’t help either, and he actually laughs when a book display falls on her foot.
Suffice to say, he is definitely not her favorite person. On particularly bad days, she entertains a fantasy or two of shoving him down a flight of stairs. On worse ones, she dreams of pushing him down a manhole.
Still, murderous tendencies aside, Clarke doesn’t mean to actually run him over with her car.
why would you add restrictions to being trans or gay or fucking anything? it isolates the community and gives us a bad rep because “sorry you werent trans enough” or gay enough or some other bullshit that you do not get to decide. if someone says theyre trans; they are. if it turns out theyre not, whoops they made a mistake. theyre human. its normal, ESPECIALLY if theyre young. everyone questions themself at some point so stop making it harder for someone to accept and respect themself you absolute fuck nuts
I feel like we should tell all new hires that 20% of this job is looking for pens and boxcutters.
This is so goddamn universal I swear to God. Everywhere I have ever worked you can’t fucking find a pen because customers(or coworkers) steal them. Then box cutters either get stolen or lost by coworkers. It’s fucking maddening. -Abby