i use a good amount of these already

Dad's revenge.

This happened about 20 years ago and I was told the story by my mom later on.

Background: 25-30 years ago the first few computer related college programs started popping up. Dad thusly got his degree, started a family with mom, got a job and started doing the young family thing. A US company head hunted him and offered to bring us all over. My parents said “yes please!” And so we left everything and everyone behind.

Now his job at the time was given heaps of notice and he quit on good terms with everyone. Training up the new guy and generally not making waves. As part of his contract, he was told he would be given X amount extra at the end of the year, it was a bonus or severance package or something similar.

I mentioned my parents were a young family, straight out of college with 2 kids already. They had no savings. They were counting on this money to make the transition to America easier. Dad’s commute was 2 hours each way from where they got us our housing. So mom was left with two small kids, no husband, and suddenly no family or friends for support.

The bonus had to be signed off by one of the few guys in the pecking order above dad. There was maybe 3. The head boss and two others by seniority. He just said no. He got to say no because dad was leaving his job in November, instead of December, when the payout wouldve been automatic. He benefited because that left more money in the bonus fund for the rest of them.

The majority of the trip and move was sponsored by the new job. But mom was left with a shoestring budget and no support for her first 4 months in a foreign country. Looking back, it was extremely hard on her.

So, onwards and upwards. Dad’s a whiz at his computer related sorcery and he’s jumped companies and moved up the totem pole. The company wants to add more underlings to his department. He’s not like head of the department, but his team is performing the best and he’s won them a few huge contracts so they ask him to help review applicants.

Guess who’s applied?!

The guy that shafted my parents, just because he could.

Dad’s current company is one of the top ones. So their denial of the greedy dude’s application screwed him over for a few other positions at similar companies. You’re not supposed to talk… but people do… and they didn’t want someone else’s reject.

he ended up at a start up eventually. Making far less than he would’ve had he gotten a position at dad’s company.

Being a dick to my dad set back his career at least 10 years because he had to start alllll the way over and prove himself from the bottom up.

Today I (finally) got my final grade in Economics and I got an A! Ahhhh! This is a class at the beginning of the semester I thought I would have to take a B in.  Everyone had told me it was one of the hardest classes that had taken, and I did not know how I could possibly pass a class where I could barely understand my instructor (she was Chinese, and her English was good, but not great, especially when she was speaking quickly).  So I thought that in celebration of my intellectually victory I would create a post highlighting the tricks that I use to tackle (and get an A in!) the seemingly impossible.  

1. Actually go to class (and pay attention)You would be shocked by the amount of students that skip class for weeks in a row and then can’t understand why they don’t score well on exams/don’t understand the material. Going to class and actively taking notes already gives you a leg up on being successful. 

2. Read your textbook (smartly): In a perfect world the only thing that would be on tests is what is covered in class; but in impossible classes more often than not there are wild questions on tests that are only vaguely covered in the textbook and never covered in class.  That’s why it’s important to crack open that book and brush through some things.  DO NOT READ EVERYTHING THOUGH.  IT’S NOT WORTH IT.  IT WILL MAKE YOU CRY.  Pay attention to vocabulary words, key concepts, and examples.  

3. Star studying at least a week before your test: This is serious.  Impossible classes are not ones that you can just look at your notes the night before and be okay.  They are the ones that if you do that, you will walk out of the first test with a 37% and want to drop out of school.  Know what the test will be like and study to that.  If it is vocab based memorize vocab.  If it is problem based practice working similar problems.  If a concept is really tricky read the textbook section on it and take detailed notes.  Just do not waste time.  The more time you have to prepare for a test the better.  Trust me.  

4. Help other people who are struggling:  By knowing the material well enough to teach it to someone else, you are basically ensuring that you have it memorized and applied.  Explain concepts to classmates and friends when they don’t understand them, it will help them almost as much as it helps you.  

5. Take notes by hand:  Typing notes is just really not a great idea.  You don’t remember things as well, it’s harder to flip back to previous notes, and if you have a laptop in front of you that can access tumblr/pinterest/imessage you will be tempted to stray and not pay attention.  Happens to the best of us, but not helpful for passing impossible classes.  

6.  Make it enjoyable:  There is nothing that I find overly exciting about economics.  Don’t get me wrong, I listen to Freakonomics radio podcasts religiously and do like to see how the overarching principles affect our daily lives, but economics graphs are just not fun.  But, everyday this semester I brought a small piece of candy to class to make class a little more sweet (or excuse me, sooiet).  If you’re having a hard time motivating yourself to go to class or enjoy it, decorate your notebook really pretty, bring a cup of tea or coffee to class, sit with friends, or do anything that makes the class a little less dreadful for you.  It will help you to be successful in the long run.  

I hope these tips and tricks help you to get the grades that you want in the future! Go into classes that you think are impossible with a positive spirit and the energy to give it your all and you too can beat the heck out of that class.  

Keep it Sooiet.



Looks like they’ll be starting fresh on Viktor and Yurio’s home turf to begin preparing for the new challenges that will lie ahead.

And while they don’t know what may happen along the way, they’re love for each other will most likely continue to serve as their guiding light.


I’m sorry I can’t answer to each and one of you anymore, I really would if I had the luxury of time but I also don’t want to clog up my blog anymore that it already is. 

I’d never expect my art to get so viral but at the same time I’m really glad it did because it meant that I’ve successfully managed to get my message across to a good amount of people. 

I just want you to know that I am just as devastated as the people in the US are even though I practically live on the other side of the world. I strongly believe this affects each and every individual, and to a economical and political extent, it does affect all other countries. It matters to care.

But most importantly, remember that in times like these, it’s important to always give love and compassion despite the outcomes. Please do not drive anymore hate when that’s the current state of the world. We only live once in this world and we only have one. As cheesy as that sounds, we should really treasure what we have now. 

To those who have shown their endless support in not just my art but also in the recent events, thank you. Likewise, I hope that my art has managed to share some positivity that I’d like to generate as much as possible.

For now, we should move forward and keep our spirits high and our hearts strong. My heart continues to go out to all those who are struggling in this hard time. 


COMING HOME - Birthday Special [Jeon JUNGKOOK x READER] (M)

Genre: Smut af/fluff

Length: 4k

Summary: After a long day from work, Jungkook came home with his present waiting for him.

Warning: Sexual content, graphic smut.

Description: ‘Raisy Collaboration’ presents you with the best JUNGKOOK smut you will ever read. You won’t be able to forget it, or at least us…. It’ll stay in the back of your mind forever and you’ll have to come back to this story to be able to cum. (lmao)

(a/n): Here I am, presenting you guys with another smut, co-written by my best bitch @roseok seriously, she did so much and it’s only fair to give her an equal amount of love. Because this story wouldn’t be as good if I were to write it alone.

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mintkupocream  asked:

FYI I just saw on Reddit that full size Funko pops of Peridot and Lapis(amount others) will be out in the US on March 15th. Not sure what the turn around is for you in the U.K., but you seem to be good at acquiring merch. Sorry to bother you if you already knew!

Omg thanks SO much for alerting me to this!

I’ll have to keep an eye on places like Amazon now so that I can get a preorder in there quick.

I can’t wait to see pictures of them :D I know sometimes the Pop figures have variants - if there’s a Peridot variant with the limb enhancers I’m going to freak out even more than I already am doing…


So far I’m making good on my promise to watch more shows this year. It’s Day 15 and I’ve already finished MLP season six, season nine of The Big Bang Theory, and the first season of A Series of Unfortunate Events. I think next I’ll do that Voltron show, then either move on to anime or Asian dramas.

My arm has been in delicious amounts of pain this week, so writing has been slow. The next chapter of Lucky Us is halfway done. *maniacal grin, wicked laughter

Sorry. Reflex.

Schoolwork is also coming along. Due to the aforementioned arm pain, I’m going to have to work on my day of rest, which makes me sad. My thesis advisor promised she’d have my comments for me at the end of this week. Nothing yet. But once I get my hands on that, the real work begins.

I’ll start by correcting all the grammatical errors, and if I do one chapter per day I can have that done by the end of the month. Then I’ll use February to address the deeper plot issues, of which I’m certain there are many. I need to discuss adding an entire POV to the story with my advisor… and if she gives me the green light, I’ll do that… which could take another month.

Goal: Be done by April. Not concrete enough. Be done before our theoretical trip to Singapore at the end of March. Better. Also, impossible. But if I finished the first draft two months in advance, surely I can finish the second four months in advance…

I’m gonna brave the Killing Stalking discourse cause I’m itching for a good horror to read but also already horrified at the amount of people reading it for the “romance” (using that lightly) or to fill their YOI void???

like woah buddy no there is nothing romantic about this like it is straight fucked up next level please treat it like the psychological horror it is and be as aware as possible how fucked up it is

Random note on good people:

When I’ve been using my brain a decent amount during the week and haven’t given it enough rest, I can’t get through a whole movie. I can watch things that don’t need my full attention for the full duration but parts will be missing in my head. I can watch reruns of episodes of shows I’ve seen a hundred times because I already know what happens. But I might not be able to follow a new episode and keep track of what’s going on, and I definitely can’t handle a whole movie. 

But I really, really wanted to watch O Brother Where Art Thou with my fiance.

The first night we tried to watch it we were both really tired and the sound was really low no matter how high the volume was, so we gave up and turned in. We got about twenty minutes in and he relayed what was happening when I couldn’t quite make it out.

The next we tried it at my place, and when we could hear everything and I already had processed the visuals for a lot of it, I found myself laughing my ass off. Then it built up to a particular song and plot point I had been waiting for. And we paused it at the next scene to have dinner. And then…

My brain sort of went “ffffft.” I stared at the screen and wanted SO BADLY to know what was happening next, because the fiance let me know that it was going to be really good and the facial expressions we paused on left me in suspense. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to follow for much longer. And I sat there agonizing over what to do, because I’d wanted to watch this movie with him.

“We could stop for the night,” he suggested. “It’s forty-five minutes in. We could pick up when you feel up to it.”

The option hadn’t even struck me. And that someone wouldn’t mind turning off a movie in the middle because I couldn’t process any more of it but still wanted to know what was going on also wasn’t going to come naturally.

But I wrote it down and we hung out in relative quiet with one of our “bad tv” series on in the background when we needed some noise. And hey. You know. Maybe I can adjust to even the annoying small things like not being able to do a whole movie if the people around me can, too.

anonymous asked:

I think that if Jay had the connections that GD has, he could be fairly popular in the US. Being from the US already gets him brownie points + his english songs lately have been really good + he's a good dancer and performer. This could be a stretch, but kinda like Jason Derulo??? Like, everyone knows his songs and him and he performs at music awards and gets nominations, but isn't selling out huge stadiums across the country. A comfortable amount of fame and recognition.

Yeah, I see what you’re saying. 

I have Natal _____ in the 2nd House

Sun: Security is very important to you and you have very strong ties to your belongings. You need to remember that you are not what you own, and that your wealth does not dictate if you are a good or bad person.

Moon: The amount of money/belongings has an impact on you emotionally and controls how secure you feel. You need to strengthen your emotions so that you don’t rely on them to dictate your security.

Mercury: You are logical, and use any information you already have to solve problems. You may think otherwise, but you can only focus on one project at once. Don’t take on more and complete them to a worse standard.

Venus: You want possessions that are expensive and of great value. You use gifts as a way to convince people to side with you. Remember that gifts cannot fix all your mistakes, it takes more than that.

Mars: You are a hard worker and are willing to dedicate yourself to something as long as there is a clear end goal. However, you may have difficulting saving onto your money. You buy things impulsively.

Jupiter: You can be lucky with money, but remember not to go about life believing that everything will be given to you. You will have to work hard for money, so put in some effort and be proud of what you have worked for.

Saturn: You never feel completely satisfied, and may have difficulty reaching a comfortable sense of stability or security. You are very cautious when it comes to finance, embrace this. It will reward you later in life.

Uranus: You may have weak-ish ties to money and objects. You only use them to get closer to the lifestyle you want. You enjoy freedom, but also value financial stability. You are willing to work hard  so you have enough to accommodate for emergencies.

Neptune: Money doesn’t mean a lot for you,  but don’t sacrifice basic necessities because of this. Work on developing a good sense of self-esteem,  and that should stop you from being compassionate to the point where it hurts you.

Pluto: Possessions give you a sense of power and control. If you have more, you feel powerful and you dislike sharing. Sometimes, you have to remember to be generous and open up to people. Being social will increase growth of character.

I am freaking the fuck out about this interview. Like, I rock at actual job interviews. But those I can prepare for. This lady wants me to babysit for her, so what is she going to ask me?? Or is this “interview” just to kinda get to know my personality?
Idk I’m so nervous.
Also, I told her were in the middle of moving and all that… but like my house is a MESS. I have boxes everywhere. I’ve already sold a good amount of our furniture… like, it’s a shell of a home.

Isaiah 26:3 is true. When you trust God to be good and do good, you don’t have to fear. When you know His love has already worked out your future, you can face the struggles with peace. This all begins with learning His character, which is revealed most clearly in the Word. I can attest to a definite correlation in my hopefulness and the amount of time I spend reading His words to us. When I see how flawless His track record is, it helps me trust Him.
—  Tara Leigh Cobble, Orange Jumpsuit: Letters to the God of Freedom
*very slight chance of spoilers below i guess? no actual plot details but spoilers in a different sense of the word*

I’m dying over here trying to avoid spoilers, I’m close to uninstalling tumblr mobile completely. I don’t tend to use the actual website because Chrome sucks for me, but I might end up having to give it a try anyway.

The good thing is I don’t seem to be freaking out about what I saw as much as I thought I would, maybe because I’ve decided not to trust anything I see or read until I actually get the game. Who knows, maybe what I saw was just ‘fake news’ so to speak.

One thing that does worry me though is the disturbing amount of hate I’ve already seen for the game. Someone’s even compared it to DR3, and while I was one of the people who thought it was okay, I know what the majority felt about DR3, and that worries me a bit.

I don’t want to judge it based on a few other people’s opinions, but whenever I read/hear something like this, it just stays with me and I start to get a negative impression of the thing before I actually have it.

I’m still hyped as anything though, this is the first time I can actually experience a DR game not a million years behind the rest of the fandom!

Ms. Powers- Part 6

Ms. Powers Part 1

Ms. Powers Part 2

Ms. Powers Part 3

Ms. Powers Part 4

Ms. Powers Part 5

As she heard what he said Natasha spoke to the team, “Barton fly the kids back to base. Key, I need another jet here stat.” She looked at Captain now who looked at her confused. “We can’t take her on board with all those kids, they were already freaked, imagine if they saw he like this.”

“How are you so calm about this,” Steve said a sounding worried and little furious.

“She’s not dead Cap, calm down.”

“She has no puls-”

“It only feels like she doesn’t,” she interrupted. “Her pulse is there it’s just so weak that you can’t detect it.” She shook her head at you, “I told her she should have gotten sleep.”

“What does her sleep have to do with this situation?”

“She used up a good amount of energy last night and didn’t sleep at all so she didn’t have much -at least much to her standard- when we left today. She knew she’d have enough energy to handle the fighting but I’m guessing she didn’t account that she’d have to make a forcefield around her and six kids while a huge bomb detonated right above her and sent a four story building on top of her. Cap, if she were dead that force field wouldn’t have stayed up after she died.”

“We’ll shes unconscious and it stayed up,” he pointed out.

“She’s talented like that. She’s had 300 and some years to perfect her powers and mental strength. I don’t know how she does it but she does. Whatever she did- she was able to command her body to use whatever energy it could muster to protect the kids.”

Jet 00972 ready for lift off,” a member of your former team called through their connection.

“Carry her to the jet,” Nat said standing up.

“Is that safe for her?”

“Trust me Cap, she’s fine,” he picked you up gently and followed Nat to the Jet.


The whole team landed 30 minutes after you, Nat and Steve, on base. They got updated that the kids were being brought home to their families later that night right before they stepped off and got a ride to the medical center on base. “What’s going on,” Tony asked as he entered the hospital room you were being kept in. Steve and Nat sat right next to your bed on opposite side and Fury was leaning against the back corner. Bruce went to pick up your medical chart but there was nothing there. “Is she in a coma,” Bruce asked.

“No,” Fury stated. “she’s…sleeping…I guess you could call it.”

“Then why did we hear Rogers say that she had no pulse,” Tony barked.

“Y/N is able to hold more energy that regular humans. While we can go about our lives and sleep for 6 hours a night she can sleep extremely little and still perform her powers. The thing is she has to be careful that she doesn’t use all her energy in whatever she is doing if she hasn’t slept an adequate amount. She knows how much is too much for her, but today, after shielding the base all last night and getting no sleep, she used all her energy on the mass shield she used to protect her and the kids. When she uses all her energy like that she goes into this super sleep. She doesn’t need to eat or drink she just goes into this deep sleep where her body rejuvenated itself.”

“My father does something like this,” Thor commented. “We call it the ‘Odinsleep,’”

“Couldn’t it be dangerous for her? If this happened to her in the middle of a battle couldn’t someone shoot her point blank and call it a day,” Tony asked.

Natasha shook her head, “That’d be impossible.”

“How so,” Banner asked.

Natasha looked at Fury and he nodded at her unspoken question. Natasha pulled a knife out of her boot and, before any of the Avengers could protest, plunged the knife down to your heart.

Everybody screamed. “Are you crazy,” Steve shot up from his chair seeing Nat hold the knife on your heart!

“Calm down Rogers,” Clint said unphased by what had happened. Everyone turned their attention back to Nat and you and saw what he meant. Nat lifted up the knife for everyone to see. The knife looked like Thor had hammered it in half. “Her skin becomes impenetrable in this state. Did you really think I’d kill one of my best friends?” All the Avengers, except Clint, shrugged.

Banner went full scientist on her upon hearing this. “How is that possible,” he said walking closer to you and taking a close look at your skin.

“You heard her say that she heals quickly didn’t you,” Fury asked and they nodded. “Well another part of her abilities includes having literal thick skin. If she wanted she could make it so her skin was like this in battle and nothing could pierce it; it’d just take a little more focus and energy, but when she goes into this state her body’s natural instincts take over and it does this to protect her from any outside threat.”

“Fascinating,” Bruce muttered. “If we could mirror this technology we could create a synthetic, lightweight, bulletproof material for our soldiers.”

“Easy Geek-Squad,” Banner commented.

“We’ve already tried Dr. it’s something we can’t get close to,” Nick informed him.

“How long with she sleep,” Thor asked the Director.

“We don’t know. It’s different every time. It all depends on how much sleep she’s had recently and exactly how much energy she burned through. All we can do is wait,” he said much to the team’s dismay.


The events leading up to the bomb replayed in your mind as you came to. You, running in the basement room and seeing the children. You spoke to them Arabic so they’d understand you. “I’m going to get you somewhere safe, ok?” You picked the youngest of the group, a cute little girl, and took the hand of another. “Follow me kids,” just as you were about to reach the stairs you heard the faint hum of a machine and a beep. You reacted faster than you could process what you had heard and threw up a force field around u and the kids. Right as you did so a wave of heat came from the room you had just sent Tony out of minuets before. Knowing the strength of the bomb and that they building would be falling on you you sent all you could into the field around the children. In those quick moments you had gathered all the children under you as you knelt over them to further shield them with your body. Another wave was sent out by the bomb and that’s the last thing you remembered.

The first thing that always came back to you was your hearing. You heard pages turning and a tune being hummed. from your left side.

The next thing that returned was your sense of touch. You felt your toes wiggle under a blanket.

You opened your eyes and saw Steve sitting to your left, flipping through a small book, mindlessly humming a familiar tune. “Steve,” your voice was a little hoarse. He looked at you and quickly put down his book as he sat on the edge of his seat.

“Hey,” he leaned over towards you and held a cup of water out to you. “How are you feeling?”

You took a deep breath. “I feel good. I feel like I need a double cheeseburger but, I feel good. What are you doing here?”

“I didn’t want to leave you alone.”

“That’s really nice,” you smiled at him. “Wait, how long have I been out?”

He looked down at his watch. “29 hours.”

“29…not bad Y/N. Not bad,” you said to yourself. “I feel bad that you were here the whole time, I’m not much fun when I get like this,” you joked. “Usually I just wake up and walk out,” you said getting up. That didn’t stop him from opening his arms, ready to catch you if you tripped or fell. “Really,” he asked.

“Yeah, really. Once I’m up I’m good. See,” you did a quick spin and shimmy and stood back up straight, “all good. But I wasn’t joking about that burger I’m starving. Want to go grab lunch?”

Steve stood in awe at your ability to bounce back so quickly. “Sure,” he let out a laugh. “Good because I know this great burger place about 30 minutes away.” You and Steve started walking out of the hospital, “Hey Trish,” you smiled at a nurse. You were about to walk towards the garage when Steve stopped you. “Ugh, Y/N, don’t you want to change first?” You looked down and saw that you were still in your uniform.

“Good point,” you turned towards your house. “Feel like making a pit stop?” You two walked to your house on base and he told you how the case had wrapped up and how you managed to give him a scare when he saw you like that.

“Was that Glenn Miller,” you asked Steve out of nowhere. “Back at the hospital, when I woke up you were humming. Was that In the Mood by Glenn?” Steve thought about it and nodded his head.

“How did you know that,” he asked in disbelief.

“I’m old remember,” you smirked as you opened the door to your house. “Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right back.” You went into your room and changed into a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. “Ready,” you asked as you came back out. “Would you be opposed to getting the garage quicker,” you asked smiling as you shut your front door.

“No,” he smiled back trying to figure you out, “Do you have a car?”

“Hold on Cap,” before he knew it the base was passing him by in a blur and he was standing in front of the base ‘garage.’ He felt your arms unsnake from around him.

“That was…amazing. I didn’t realize you could move that fast.”

“For food I can,” you both laughed at your joke. “My cars are this way,” you lead him to the elevator and pressed the button for the very bottom. “Please state your name,” the elevator asked. “Director General Y/N Whitmore.” The elevator let out a ding and started moving down into the earth. “I keep my rides down here that way the other agents and recruits can’t get their mits on them,” you smiled. When the elevator doors opened Steve was surprised to see so many cars. “Don’t worry they all aren’t mine. We keep the high ranking agent’s and officer’s personal cars down here. You stopped in front of the car you’d be take and pressed the unlock button on your keys. The car lit up….as did Steve’s face. “I thought you were more of a bike guy?”

He widened his eyes and looked back at the car, “What is this thing?”

“An Aston Martin One-77. Perk of working for S.H.I.E.L.D,” you got his attention, “no speed limits,” you said happily and hopped in the car.

“This is the place,” you two pulled up to a small bar in the small town 30 minutes from base.

“Sweet land,” Steve said getting out of the car. “I’m only joking…a little,” he added as he saw the look you gave him. “It’s just that when you said 30 minutes I didn’t realize that it was 30 minutes when you drove.” He was playing at the fact that they only time you were under 100 mile per hour the whole drive was when stopped at signs and lights.

“What’s wrong Steve, can’t handle speed?”

“I’ve jumped out of planes without a parachute. I think I can handle your driving.”

“Come on let’s eat.” You led Steve into the bar and sat down in your usual booth.

“Hey Y/N,” Mark the bartender called as you took your seat.

“Hey Mark,” you smiled in his direction. “I’ll have two burgers, the usual to drink, and,” you looked at Steve. “And whatever good beer you’ve got,” Steve added. “The usual,” he questioned you.

“I come here semi-often,” you shrugged and giggled. “You’re gonna love the burgers.” Conversation between the two of you came easy. You both talked about what the world was like when you were growing up and anything else that came to mind.

“What about all your old boyfriends,” Steve asked nervously. Had you been really listening you would have been able to hear his heart beat quicken. You finished chewing the large bit of your burger and responded. “You mean my one old boyfriend.”

“You’ve only had one boyfriend,” he was very surprised.

“Why does that shock you? Because I’m so old.”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant. Well, I guess that’s true too but, I mean, you a great person and beautiful, I just don’t see why you’d only have one.”

You blushed as he called you beautiful, “Well dating isn’t that easy when you’re in my position. In the colony the governor’s son liked me,” you laughed at the thought. “Gosh, I haven’t thought about that in a long time.” You continued with your story, “His name was James, go figure right, and he was a year older than me. He’d always try and get me to stay in the village and play with him instead of going to hang out with Walter, my English culture-obsessed Native American friend. I never did though. James was, excuse my French Steve, a douche.” Steve laughed hard, “It’s true! He was! Like a big douche. He thought because his father was the governor he was all that. When we turned 15 he told his father that he wanted me to be his betrothed; that his father should arrange a marriage between us.”


“Really! And when his father asked mine, mine said that he’d think about it.”

“And did he?”

You laughed hard this time, “He thought there was no way in hell! My father knew that he was trouble and knew that even if he had said yes for some reason I would have ran away before I married him. That was my almost boyfriend I guess you could say. But my real boyfriend came a long time later. It was May of 1774 and I was 129- God, I sound ancient- and I moved to a small town in Southeast West Virginia. By then I had been moving from town to town for a long time. I had gotten a good amount of wealth from my family overseas so I usually had a nice entrance into town. I pulled up to the local bed and breakfast in my few carriage and while they unloaded everything I went for a stroll in the town’s park. By now it was nighttime and really dark and while I was out wandering I heard something break from the treeline by me. I tensed up and was ready to fight who ever came at me but out walked this man. He said that he’d seen me from where he was walking and thought he should come over to see if I was lost and ok.

“That was the first time I met Benjamin. He was 23 and had lost both his parents 4 years earlier to sickness. He was a sort of socialite savior for the town and it’s area, using his money to help others and make money for the town,” you got lost in the memories as they flooded back to you. “I still remember that after he asked to walk me back to where I was staying he told me that a lady like myself shouldn’t be walking around at night by herself,” you and Steve both chuckled at that. “We talked as he walked me back and he stopped on the stoop of the B&B and just turned to me and asked if he could take me out for a walk in the park during the day so I could see it’s true beauty,” you came back into the present. “Do not tell Tony when the last night I had a boyfriend was or he’ll make fun of me that I haven’t had a significant other since before America was made. You Lord,” you realised, “that sounds awful. I sound like the ultimate spinster!”

“Can I ask what happened after that,” Steve timidly said.

“We spent almost everyday together from that May to the next April. It was a little scandalous at first; a rich boy courting an orphaned girl. But the folks around town loved us both, especially together. Things started getting heated with Britain with all the action towards American freedom. April 19th the Revolutionary War began. Of course back then it was just ‘The War.’ He helped get forced organized should anything happen in our town but nobody ever thought that something would come to our small town. We were having dinner in the Inn I was staying in,  I had decided that that was the night that I was going to show him what I could do. All I could do was hope he wouldn’t go around screaming ‘Witch,’ when there was a loud bang from across town. Everyone stood up and he turned to me and told me to stay inside with everybody and he rushed out.

“I had a pretty good idea what was going but I didn’t know how crazy it was. Before I knew it there was an explosion at the Inn’s door; it lit up in flames and trapped us all inside. Everyone was going crazy and I just told everyone they had to get to the back room and go to the basement. Once they were safe from all the chaos I used my powers and tamed the fire. Once it was out I went outside I moved all the tables in front of the door so no one could in but the people inside could get out. I ran all over town looking for Benjamin or his friends, someone who could tell me where he was, when I saw him near an alley. We caught each others eyes for a second but before he could spring back into action there was a gunshot and he just grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.

“I ran over, which alarmed him and everyone around him because I had moved so fast, and I did what I knew best. I used my powers and took out everyone around us. I knelt down by him and just told him that I was going to tell him tonight about what I could do. He just pointed  to his coat pocket and said, “If that’s who you are then there is even more to love.” That’s the last thing he said to me…”you trailed off for a second. “I reached into the pocket he pointed to and there was this little wooden box in there with a silver band in it.”

“A silver band?”

“Back then engagment rings weren’t a thing. You just had one ring and they didn’t have diamonds on them.”

Steve let out an ‘Oh.’ “He was going to propose that night.”

You nodded as he spoke, “He was going to propose that night. That was the first war I fought in. I knew that I wanted to do something to keep others husband’s from getting hurt. It was a lot harder since I only had a few abilities unlike what I have now but…I saved some people. And after that I had no time to date or any aspiration to. I worked so much and I had a big secret to keep, and I knew that I’d live forever while they’d age and die. Fun talk huh?”

“I’m glad you told me. It’s my fault for asking.”

“I’ve only told 2 other people that story,” you stated. “How about you. Any old girlfriends?”

“Oh you know how it is: chicks dig scrawny guys,” he said very sarcastically.


Natasha had just left your house and was now walking into the makeshift office that the Avengers had been given as their space. “Clint, have you see Y/N? I went to the hospital to check on her and Rogers but when I got there Trish said they left, like, 4 hours ago.”

Clint sat cleaning off his arrows. “No Nat, sorry, haven’t seen her since we went and saw her earlier. Did her and Rogers leave together,” his eyebrows rose.

“According to Trish.”

“When do you think Roger’s is gunna’ ask Y/N out?”

“I don’t know. I’m still trying to get it out of Y/N if she likes him. You know how stubborn she can be,” Nat sat down next to him with a huff.

“They’ll both come around eventually.”

One of Those Questionnaires

I was tagged by @nyxelestia

1. How old are you? I am Old as Shit.   I am an Internet Vampire, absorbing youth and vitality from you children. Bwa-ha-ha.  

2. What’s your current job? I am an archivist at a university.

3. What are you talented at? Not to pat myself on the back, but I am really good at organizing and managing the relocation of large amounts of analog data.  (I’m really good at managing archival storage – yeah, it’s as exciting as it sounds).

4. What’s one big goal you are currently working towards (or have already achieved)? I paid off my damn student loans for the master’s degree that I have never, ever used except to write fandom meta.  Yay!

5. What’s your aesthetic?  This is going to be weird – I’ve always had a soft spot for the public sphere of 18th century Anglo-American culture (personified by Samuel Johnson).  There are serious problems with it, but there was a sense of optimism that I think needs to be recaptured.  You didn’t just choose sides and hate the other side – all the sniping, bitching, ranting was done with the underlying hope that things would improve and there was respect for your opponents even as you attacked them.

6. Do you collect anything? I think that because my job to collect materials, I’m actually pretty ruthless when it comes to getting rid of things at home.

7. What’s a topic you always talk about? Moral Agency (it manifests in my fandoms.)

8. What’s a pet peeve of yours? Built-in excuses and unquestioned givens.   For example, “teen show” –  actors, writers, producers should desire to be artists.  Sure they want money and they want to entertain, but they should also strive to influence.   Teenagers and young adults are the ‘sweet spot’ for artists.  They’re old enough to grasp complexity and yet not so burdened by the weight of living that you have to beat them about the head to get them to pay attention.   Every “teen show” should be a freaking masterpiece and not a quick money-making dump zone.  Every time you point something out wrong and someone goes “teen show” I reach for my shotgun (though I don’t actually have a shotgun).

9. Good advice to give? Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

10. What are three songs you’d recommend?

“Straight to My Heart” by Sting

“Fascination Street” by The Cure

“Honeythief” by Halou

I guess I am supposed to pass this to other people; I hope they don’t see this as rude.  







Something that happens to at least all of us once in our life

You: Finds a really well written, developed fan fiction that has amazing detail, good character development, and already has a reasonable amount of chapters already written and has been updated on a regular basis

“Oh this is really good I have to stay up and binge read this.”

You: Notice that throughout the story your it has been heavily implied and reference that your otp is going to eventually get together. 

“okay they’re definitely going to get together. They’re even childhood friends, which makes even cuter.” or maybe “They really compliment each other. Person A really understands Person B feelings and makes them a better person.”

You: Get to the latest chapter. And its that chapter. You know the chapter that happens right before your otp gets together/confesses. It’s the chapter that builds your hopes up and makes you want to spam the author’s email to write the next chapter so you can see your otp’s happily ever after. But you don’t have to worry, this author updates pretty regularly, so you know you’ll it’ll happen.

But then a few week past and there hasn’t been an update. you don’t panic since, hey it takes awhile to write a story. But then weeks turn into a couple of months. You start to get anxious but suddenly receive in your notifications that it has been updated.

“Oh good I was starting to worry for a minute,”

You open the chapter and see…

“Sorry guys but I’m going to discontinue this story since I’ve simply lost interest…etc.”


Originally posted by thelifeoftuan

AKA why I sometimes have trust issues when it comes to uncompleted multi-chapter stories