i want to tell you about a man

Man you can tell Millennials aren’t buying houses because homeowner’s insurance companies really have not caught up with us in terms of 

“I want to get this quote online”
“My phone number: an epic poem about how I never answer my phone unless I know who’s calling”
“I am not buying a conventional standalone house” 

Like damn, son, do you sell insurance to anyone under forty? 

Of the six places I’ve tried to get a quote from so far, three required my phone number (the other three required it but didn’t fuss when I entered all zeros), one’s website broke when I tried to customize a quote, two couldn’t provide me with an online quote at all, and three didn’t have options for entering data that wasn’t about a freestanding house. (OR a “Victorian row house” which, LOL – those were my options, freestanding house or VICTORIAN ROW HOUSE. I wish.) And all of them also want to sell me car insurance for the car I do not have. 

Progressive has a so-called “condominium” insurance quote but once you get to the bit where you actually tell them about your home it is PAINFULLY OBVIOUS they are ill-equipped to deal, because they want to know if I have a bungalow or a victorian row house condo. Though they do win for best hilarious question with “Does this home have a trampoline?”

Also, yikes Safeco: If you own one of the following breeds of dogs, it may raise your insurance rates: Akita, Chow, Doberman, Pitbull, Staffordshire Bull Terrier, Rottweiler, Presa Canarios, wolf hybrid or a mix of these.

I’ve never even fucking HEARD of the Presa Canarios. I googled, and they’re quite handsome animals, but I can see how they might be tarred with the same unfair brush as a pittie. 

Aw, puppy. 

Props to Geico, who instead asked simply “Do you have or care for an animal who is vicious or attack trained”, a much better question. 

PS: Dear insurance agencies my birthdate is the fifth of none of your fucking business, 1979. (I know they need to know how old I am but they don’t need my actual birthdate, that’s nonsense.)

Not Again

by: mldrgrl
Rating: PG-13
Summary: See chapter 1

Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14

Chapter 15, Day 169:

Reyes calls Mulder and asks him how quickly he can get to Montana.  She doesn’t tell him why, doesn’t want to say over the phone.  Doggett is in the hospital under a short quarantine from possible exposure to a biological agent.  With no one to make excuses to, he tells her he’ll be there right away.

When Mulder arrives in Helena, Reyes gives him the file of a suspect in custody who was arrested the night before for trespassing on a rancher’s property.  While the police were arresting the young man, another call came in from a rancher a few miles away that he’d found a body in a field on his property.  No body was recovered, but the neighbor of the rancher spotted two men coming out of the field shortly before the police arrived.

“The boy in custody, Richie Szalay, claims he was chasing a UFO and followed it onto the rancher’s property,” Reyes tells Mulder.  “He says his best friend was abducted in Oregon, just a few days before the others.”

“That’s true,” Mulder says, nodding.  “I know him.  Scully and I met Richie in Bellefleur a few days before the abduction.  Gary was already taken at that time.”

“I thought you’d be the best person to interrogate him.  He may not know anything about our missing fourteen, but he may still know something.”

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Scandal Finale Season 7:03

“Day 101”

Everything about this episode was so raw, I loved it. I applaud Shonda and the Scandal Writers because this was definitely a gem of an episode. This is Scandal content I like to see. A Fitz centered episode? In this economy? Praise GOD, cuz only he answered our prayers 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

“Where’s 💋 Olivia?” “#Olitz 4eva”

So we open up with Fitz riding in his SUV heading somewhere(?) and me and him both spotted some Olitz fans with these signs‼️😜💃🏽 hey now! omgggggg that was a moment! Shout out to those two. It was a man and a woman! They the real MVPs! They were representing for us Olitzers 🤗 but Fitz kinda gave a little smile but it was so quick you almost missed it my mans is lowkey sad 😒 and we all know why.

Vermont 😩🤧

Ommmahgawd he walks into the house and it looks warm , it’s really pretty but you can just feel the emptiness. So next Fitz is in bed watching Tv, a news show reporting on how President Grant just came to Vermont and they were wondering if he would be like Jimmy Carter and blossom out of office or fade away like George W. Bush? And then someone said “can you imagine such a charismatic lightning rod figure thriving in a small town, being a regular joe? 👀 and then the black man was like na fuck all that I wanna know about that kiss‼️ lmao leave it to a black person to wanna know some tea! 😂😂 but I’m with him tho. 🤷🏽‍♀️ Olivia sis what’s good? But seriously Fitz definitely won’t fade away, we just not gone even entertain that idea 🙅🏽 don’t ever disrespect Fitzgerald Thomas Grant like that 👊🏽💢

I’m a grown man😎

Fitz woke up and fired everybody lol, he says he has been cared for , for 8 years, he wants this freedom and to be able to do things for himself. Including making turkey sandwiches which are his favorite. And my mans said he gone drive his damn self 😂😂 Fitz was not playing with these folks. In the car while he’s driving he was jamming to Rihanna “Needed Me” but you know ABC so they covered it up with “shake ya groove thang” 😂😂😂 so we at the grocery store , Fitz and Olivia and that front lawn kiss is on every newspaper and magazine. Fitz buys groceries but he didn’t activate his card , lowkey didn’t even know how to swipe it 😂😂🤦🏽‍♀️ then he called the card to activate and I’m guessing the woman told him he didn’t sound like how he look or something cuz he was like “sorry to have let you down” lmao aye tell that wanch she can square tf up! 😒 don’t play him like that! And did yal see how the cashier was posing for the pictures 😂 I would have done the same thing, hell get my good side! (Also 👀 I want one of those magazines. )

🙃Cooking with Fitzgerald

Lmao yal Fitz burnt that chicken a couple times before finally getting it right. He had to eat a burger after that first burnt chicken 😂😂 I appreciate this tho because he gets to be domestic and that’s what he wanted to do for a long time. So I’m glad he finally got a chance to. That was really cute to see him like that.🤧 Although he wanted to be domestic with Olivia but I’m not gonna go down that road right now. 🙃

Fit actually went running, and we all know he use to hate that! But looks like he wants to keep in shape, or maybe he’s trying to find things to do to keep his mind off the fact that Olivia ass is not there in Vermont 🤧 👐🏽ik ik , I said I wasn’t gonna go there but let me just say real quick that’s it’s only been 5 minuets into the show and I can already see Fitz is lonely without Olivia. And of course we all know how she’s been doing without him 🤦🏽‍♀️ can yal please just let these two souls be together damn they so miserable without each other. But anyway we see days go by and Fitz is doing this same thing over and over. So tonight he’s watching tv and a young man is getting interviewed. He’s protesting, he’s sleeping underneath a statue of a man who is celebrated as a hero but was a slave owner/ rapist. General Raymond Sist. He raped black slaves he owned and imprisoned his own children. And this young black man wants to know why isn’t it documented? Why as a young black person do we have to celebrate these type of people? 🗣pause. This is one of the moments I applaud the scandal writers. Yes speak this truth! In school we grew up and still til this day they teach about these type of people and always sugar coat the bull shit that they did. I love how they portrayed this moment. If we gotta learn about these people make sure you tell all the things that they did. Including the racist, sexist and misogynistic things. They love erasing history.

So Fitz turns off the tv and opens up a package that Marcus had sent from his belongings. It was a gun 👀 and the way he was acting with it I was like hold up are we finally about to hear/see a flashback to the time he tried to kill himself? My first reaction :Bitchhhhhh hol up‼️ this gun! Is this like a hint of how he tried to kill himself that one time😱😱😱😱 GIRL‼️

Lmao Marcus said fuck Mellie he all in the club in Cuba grinding on a woman 😩😩😩 Marcus is the new Stella do ya hear me 😂😂

Marcus heads to Vermont: Marcus and Fitz are running together and Marcus shows Fitz where his Museum is going to be built, they share a moment. Now we back at the house and on the tv a reporter is talking about Mellie and Fitz was like she might need my help. Marcus tells him that out of respect he needs to wait before he tries to help Mellie, the new President with anything. Because she’s trying to step out of his shadow. Once again the gun is mentioned Marcus says he didn’t know Fitz owned a gun and Fitz tells him it was a gift. And then Marcus brings up Olivia 👀☕️

Marcus wants to know how much is Olivia gonna be featured in Fitz library. Marcus tells Fitz that Olivia worked in his White House, Advised him and Ran his campaign, lived with him and was Americas 1st First Girlfriend. She stood tall in front of the American people and assured them Fitz was good to go when he had got shot. And now she’s the chief of staff to the president that succeeded him. Olivia is Hillary Clinton, Beyoncé, Oprah, and Sistah Souljah all in one. Marcus goes on to say “Olivia is important to the people, the world, they care about Olivia. There was a house with Olitz in Christmas lights.” 😜😜😜💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽 ayeeeee we lit! Who ship keeps getting mentioned? #Endgame that’s who! And after this conversation I picked up on something Fitz is trying not to think about Olivia, he wasn’t tryna hear what Marcus was saying about her having her own wing in his museum.

Fitz: you’re basically telling me I’ve been reduced to nothing but a man who loved a woman.

Marcus: welcome to the plight of almost every successful woman in the history of mankind.

🗣pause. 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 say that shit Marcus! Women have always always always been reduced to just a love interest or her accomplishments have to ride off on a mans! Speak 👏🏽 scandal writers are on 1 with this episode seriously 😏

Bar Scene: “hoods and tiki torches” yes scandal writers 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 Marcus was like I need to know where the black people at in case some shit popped off! Also, Fitz isn’t ready to work. And I personally feel like it’s a lack of motivation. Olivia was a big part of his motivation, at least that’s how I see it. And when Fitz was like “I let go”

Me: 🗣you lying. I know you lying, you know you lying , secret service know you lying, hell TOM, wherever his ass at know you Fitzgerald are lying.🤥🤥🤥🤥🤥🤥

Lmaooooo I knew they ass was gone get into it‼️Lmaooooo wait! Real quick can I just say that my man Fitz got heart 😜 he threw the first punch lmao and Marcus didn’t back down! Yal I was screaming and laughing at this damn fight 😂😭😂😭🤦🏽‍♀️ but honestly I saw them arguing coming I just didn’t know it would end up in a fight! Lol. I mean they both been bottling up their feelings and it just exploded 💥 but they gone get closer after this, ain nun like a fight between friends lol! Although they did say some harsh shit to each other but it was the truth and it needed to be said.

Fitz was miserable and being lazy and he wasn’t doing Olivia justice unless he give her her own wing and celebrate that bad ass black woman that she is! I don’t care how you feel about Olivia she is a fuckin BOSS and she gets shit done. Her methods are sometimes on the deep end but she be making moves. And Marcus ass wants power and he jumping on anybody bandwagon to get it lol which is fine do you and get it how you live ! Just don’t be a fuck boy 🤷🏽‍♀️ and I like when he said “a black woman held you up” ☕️👀 Yal know Fitz my baby but yesss give my other baby Olivia her fuckin credit! She inspired and made Fitz and that’s no lie. He wanted to be great for her. He wanted to be able to do things but Olivia pushed him to it. 😎 remember the 100th episode.

🗣they not Olitz 😂 soooo I guess Mellie and Marcus were tryna have an Olitz moment with the phone call , lol no. But I will say this you could tell they had things to say but they didn’t. And Although Marcus probably does miss Mellie, he only called her so she could talk him into staying by Fitz Side.

🤣🤣🤣🤣 Fitz got a Red eye, ain’t no black eye 😭😭 soooo how Rowan sneaked in the house? 🙄😒 where tf was security? Listen if you have not watched this episode go watch it now! The whole time Rowan was talking I was just like “I’m suppose to feel sorry for this bitch? 🗣HA , I don’t!” And let me tell you why. 🗣He is pure grade A Shit! I can not stand his manipulative ass. Now that Olivia is in control he wanna be a caring father? Now all of a sudden he gives a damn about how he raised her? Child please. Where is the worlds smallest violin 🎻 I need it. “The Woman we love is slipping away.” Well damn don’t you think you pushed her to this. Had it not been for Rowan lying and standing in Olivia’s way, making her feel powerless time and time again she wouldn’t be this fuck’d up‼️🙄🤦🏽‍♀️ yal them fake ass crocodile tears *que in Joceline “I cun not I cun not”* it’s crazy how he hated Fitz so damn much but now you in his room begging this man to save your daughter ☕️ I love tears for tea.

So anyway yal know Fitz 😏 he got pumped up and was ready to make some shake all because of Olivia. This is what happened: After Rowan left , Fitz is sitting outside the house in a rocking chair. There were two, I’m guessing the other one was for Olivia 🤧 but I’m not gone start lol. Ok so Marcus pulls up , he gets out and walks to Fitz. Fitz is holding a gun and Marcus is like ummmm what yu doin? Lol Fitz tells him he Father gave him that gun, when he became governor. And he tells him Cyrus once told him that when he wasn’t president anymore and the lights were off of him, he would take that gun and blow his brains out. (Fuck You Cyrus) Marcus is like you’re not gonna do that right? And Fitz is like Na kid I got shit to do 😂 ok fr he was like No. and then he tell Marcus he throws a mean punch and Marcus was like I can barely move my jaw. They laugh and make up. Fitz: Marcus is Olivia Pope everyone’s world or just mine?

😭😭😭🤧 why did that touch me? Like why does this man love for her makes me so emotional? 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 Tony is one hell of an actor🤗 I legit love him frfr, his portrayal of Fitz needs to go down in History, right along with Kerry’s portrayal of Olivia.

Fitz tells Marcus he needs to go to Washington for a while but before he does he wants to “do some meaningful ” Marcus knew what time it was he was like “I’d be happy to help you with that sir.” and I was like yesssss my boy is back! I knew what that meant, He got some pep in his step! And he ready to go handle business. Fitz and Marcus goes to where the young black man is sleeping underneath the statue. President Fitzgerald Grant encourages him to keep fighting as the young man had just told him he felt like giving up. And so Fitz hugs him and gives him gloves and he thanked him for his service and tells him good luck. And before Fitz leave he was like sir selfie for the gram 🤳🏽 mane I fell out laughing 😂😂😂😂 Fitz threw up the peace sign and everything ✌🏽

🗣pause ok another moment to applaud! Yal remember not to long ago how people were protesting and getting these statues knocked down? 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 good job scandal for including this!

Finally Fitz is off to Washington and of course we end up right where we left off on the previous episode where Fitz is at Olivia’s door and she comes out of the elevator and gets SHOOKEN to her core 😜 so next week we will get to see her reaction and hopefully get some tea on what really happened between them and why they asses ain’t been talking because they did not explain how we went from kissing in front of the world to not talking once he landed in Vermont 😒🤦🏽‍♀️ but overall I enjoyed this episode I loved that it was Fitz centered and I love how they were not afraid to step on some toes in this episode! Can’t wait for next week, hope it’s another goodie!

Let me know your thoughts

💋Chaun

The writers said the couple’s therapy was going to lead to a deepening of WestAllen’s relationship, and I agree, if we’re talking about deepening the abusiveness of it. I swear, if the roles were reversed, if Iris was a man and Barry a woman, everyone would be calling this ship out for the toxic, abusive relationship it is. She forced him to go to couple’s therapy when you could tell by his body language and expressions that he wanted to be anywhere else. Even the therapist pointed it out. The entire session was about how Barry doesn’t communicate well enough to Iris, even though Iris is the one who scheduled them an appointment without asking him. She asked him after the fact, talked him into it even when he really didn’t seem like he wanted to, and then was like, “Great, we have an appointment in thirty minutes.” Trust me when I say Barry did not look happy. Then she accused him of “leaving her standing there alone” when he had to go into the speed force or else the world would end and was in there for an eternity of complete isolation. It’s a miracle that he got his mind back in the first episode rather than remain with dementia, as that’s what Caitlin said was probably responsible for what was happening to him. And Iris thinks she has a right to whine about how hard things were for her when he went through that? And she does it right in front of the therapist. Barry can’t say what happened or what he went through in front of the therapist without exposing himself as the Flash. He just has to sit there and take Iris’s hatred and yelling and complaints as she accuses him of “leaving her” like he’s some monster. The hurt, shocked, sad look on his face broke my heart. How do some people not realize just how horribly abusive the WestAllen relationship is? How do the stans of the pairing call it healthy? It’s one of the worst pairings I’ve ever seen! It’s right up there with CaitlinXZoom when it comes to abusive and toxic. And let’s not forget how Iris says, “You are not the Flash, Barry. We are.” She’s trying to take credit for the things he does and take over his life. How do you think people would react if Mon-El ever said to Kara, “You are not Supergirl. We are.” People would scream misogyny and claim it’s anti-feminist and that Mon-El is abusive and sexist. (Instead we have Mon-El in an apron cooking breakfast while Kara brings him flowers, completely breaking gender roles and stereotypes. I really don’t understand the Karamel hate, personally, but that’s off topic). So, why does Iris get away with saying “we are the Flash” just because she’s a woman? (I am a fellow woman asking this question, so no one better come along and scream misogyny at me. You can’t even try to make that argument work).  I don’t see Iris out there in the field getting her bones broken, getting stabbed, getting thrown around, and beaten. I don’t see the Reverse Flash running back in time and attempting to kill her and killing her mother and her father getting arrested for the crime. I don’t see Zoom phasing a hand into her father’s chest to make her “just like him”. I don’t see a future version of her wanting to destroy her life. I don’t see the speed force forcing her to enter it when she’s only in her twenties, essentially giving up her life to save the world. I don’t see the Thinker going to extremes to get her out of the speed force for whatever sick reason he wants The Flash. No, those things happened to Barry, because of his life as the Flash. Why is it that Iris is trying to reap the benefits of being the Flash when she has suffered none of the consequences?

m88nlighter  asked:

Something I want to tell the guys here about parents: They might not accept you now, but you will be okay, 1 you will get away from them, or 2 they will learn to love you. When I was 12 I came out to my mom as a bisexual man and she said she would never accept me, today 3 years later, I complained to her about binder pains, talked about my plans for cosplaying a gay man, and vented about my failed attempt to flirt with a girl, she was accepting for all of it. I never thought she would change.

This is very important. Thank you 💙 -Matt

hey I really need (well want) your opinion so please tell me

a) if you’d like me to make a sort of astrology 101 series; this could take some time to complete but to have concese cheat sheets/keyword tables/something of that sort for starters or quick referance

b) if you’d like me to make a post/posts on chinese astrology

c) what you’d want to see in a masterpost (links, not text) and what for. I thought about making masterposts on either exact topics (eg stellia) or something like astrology 101, astrology 202, etc. Also PLEASE tell me what you’d want included in such a post

d) if you’d want me to make a post on how to calculate a birth chart yourself

e) if you want me to continue the astro fun facts and what not I don’t know man just please tell me what you’d like to see

I obviously can’t promise anything but I’m on a break for 2 weeks now so I have lots of time to make new stuff and these were a few things that I thought about!

emilys-fandom-trashbin  asked:

IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY AND YOU DIDN'T TELL US????? I PLAN JUNK FOR PEOPLE'S BIRTHDAYS LIKE COOL STUFF THEY'D LIKE AND I WAS ACTUALLY GOING TO DO SOMETHING FOR YOU BUT- UG!!! I'M DOING SOMETHING BEFORE THE END OF THE NIGHT YOU JUST WANT YOU BEAUTIFUL MAN YOU-

AAAAAAAA WHAT I’M SORRY AAAA??????? WHAT’S GOING ON 

I DON’T REALLY DO BIRTHDAYS IM SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO MESS UP UR PLANS??????

U DON’T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING FOR ME //SOBS// UR THE BEAUTIFUL ONE

oh u know what? i have something to tell you. it’s so disappointing that ppl suddenly leave you without a reason, an explanation. JUST FUCKING LEAVE LIKE DAMN TELL ME WHATS WRONG AND THEN YOU CAN GO IN HELL. oh sorry, in peace* but no, THEY LIKE THE HARDEST WAY, LEAVING AWAY. OH LET ME TELL U SOMETHING U PIECE OF SHIT, yo so stupid that the entire world would give you fire. you don’t mean a thing to this universe. and i’m not referring only about boyfriends or bffs, no way man like you meet someone in your life, accidentally, then you both build a stable thing then THEY FUCKING LEAVE, THIS IS THE STORY OF MY LIFE. no important friends, none of them knew how to keep me while i really cared bout them, hell no, i’m exhausted. i just want a break for about a month from this circle. THERE’S NO REASON IN HAVING FRIENDS, ADDMIT IT AND LIVE YOUR FUCKING LIFE PEACEFULLY WITH YOURSELF! sorry it was too much and i had to take this away from my head. wish you all a nice existence and a meaningful presence around u. 🍀


I’m wondering why it took me so many years to realise (my mind is so blind) this meaning the lower- weaker point of my life.

anonymous asked:

Could you tell us more about Norse mythology?

Oh man oh man oh man. 

What/who do you want to know more about and also I will not shut up on this so be warned. 

The Losers Club as Teachers

Eddie-
- health teacher
- The students watch documentaries like every day
- Along with worksheets with the movies too
- But will lecture the fuck outta the class too like he goes hard
- “You all should wash your hands after this class, do you know how many other students have sat in these seats and touched the desk’
- Loves the kids so much he’s actually really chill
- Takes them on a walk on their school trail occasionally

Richie -
- drama teacher (also dabbles in choir)
- loves the kids so much
- Will put on a play and as many mini plays as he can
- Will take the kids to a Shakespeare museum
- Cusses in front of the kids but the office and board don’t know and never will
- “Okay listen you lil shits we are gonna have a field trip to Mr. Kaspbraks- I mean Mr. Toziers room I left him my charger and I need it back every man for himself
- He and Eddie are married I forgot to mention that

Beverly -
- art teacher
- Is literally a mom for the kids
- “Do you need to talk about anything?”
- Encourages kids to paint and draw whatever they want, she hates the guidelines and standardized testing
- On the last day of school she gets as many supplies as she can and does a project with them
- Like shaving cream on the desk
- Or a big tarp set up outside to throw paint on
- Or for the seniors, she gets a big rock and tells them to write whatever they want
- Cool Mom™

Mike -
- history teacher
- Very passionate, I think that’s why all the kids love him
- Cause they actually learn instead some mediocre teacher drilling useless information in their skulls
- Loves field trips
- “Okay y’all movie day”
- Brings food for the students in case they get hungry or can’t wait till lunch or still hungry after lunch cause he’s so sweet
- Likes to talk about not only history but his history with friends and family and the students just love it


Ben-
- English teacher
- Library days are on Friday
- “Today is Friday come on let’s go!”
- Likes to take them outside to read when they do book reports
- He still writes poems for Beverly
- Whenever she stops by his class, before she leaves, she says “your hair is winter fire, January embers’
- And Ben is blushing in front of his students but he still says ‘my heart burns there too’
- And the whole class feels like they’re third wheeling

Stan-
- Science teacher
- Takes his first period outside to see if the the moon is still up
- Takes them on a field trip to a bird sanctuary
- Loves the kids but he’s still so done with them too
- “If y’all don’t quiet down I’ll release a hawk on you guys”
- Rarely puts on movies but does like to discuss with the class ideas for projects and experiments
- “Have a nice weekend now get outta my class”

Bill-
- psychology teacher
- Watched documentaries on the reg
- “Quiet down and watch the movie please’
- Sadly he still stutters a bit but the students are super sweet and give him time
- A kid wrote a book when they graduated and based a super cool character off ‘their favorite teacher ever’
- Bill cried
- No field trips cause it’s an elective but he does like to do debates and take them to the auditorium to do tests and quizzes

Georgie -
- wants to work in art like Beverly
- Still in college tho
- Volunteers at daycares and likes to do arts and crafts with the kids
- ‘Finger painting day!”
- Loves his brother and friends

They all work at the same school (besides Georgie) and everyone calls them the teachers club cause they’re all together when they get the chance, but they still deem themselves as the Losers Club

00Q - london spy / skyfall

« And while he did everything he possibly could to signal to the world that he wanted to be left alone… more than anything, he hoped that someone passing would understand that what he really wanted was the exact opposite. And that this someone would sit next to him… and strike up a conversation. »

A few words on Donna Noble

I have a friend, who is a man, who hates Donna Noble, and it upsets me every time we talk about it.

Let me tell you why.

Donna Noble is all the girls and women who feel like they’re too loud, and take up too much room. They are all the girls and women who have opinions; who want to be heard, but nobody really wants to listen.

But they keep trying anyways. They keep being loud, and they keep taking up room because they don’t know how not to.

They’re not Disney Princesses.

They’re not the love interest.

They want to be the hero of their own story, but they don’t feel like they matter enough to make it happen, because in all the stories they’ve seen, they’re the sassy, goofy, too-loud friend.

Donna was for us girls who want the world, but the world’s not so interested in us.

The idea that we matter, that we’re important, when everyone has told us for forever that we’re not, was huge for me.

So my friend saying he didn’t like Donna, kind of felt like he was saying he didn’t like me.

I Think I’m In Love With You

Author: ceruleanbucky

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

WARNINGS: SMUT, cursing, oral (male and female receiving), UNPROTECTED SEX, fingering, sexual tension, fluff, and overall sin.

A/N: guy’s I’ve updated twice in like a week and a half what is happening?!?! I mean, it’s not necessarily bad. Also, this fic is hella long, and I;m not going to lie, I’m really proud of it. Hope you guys like it! Part two of “Seven Minutes In Heaven” is coming next week.


You wake up with a start, breathing heavily and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. You tried to recall what it was you were dreaming about, but to no avail. You eventually give up, thinking that it was another nightmare.

You glance at your alarm clock, wondering about the time. Seeing that you have two more hours to sleep, you gladly roll over and go back to sleep.

When your alarm goes off, you feel even more tired than you were earlier. You still manage to drag yourself out of bed, and start your day. It’s then when you smell the bacon, and the coffee. Perking up at the idea of a good breakfast, you put on some more decent pyjamas, and head to the kitchen. Most people are still asleep, seeing as the sun is only just rising, so you wonder who is in the kitchen. You step in, and find Bucky cooking up a storm.

“Sad, or mad?” You ask as you walk in, knowing it’s one of the two. He looks at you with confusion, so you rephrase.

“Are you cooking because you’re sad, or because you’re pissed off? Because I know you, Bucky, and it’s only one of those two.” You smirk at your friend, earning a smirk back.

“Neither actually.” He side-eyes, adding to your curiosity.

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season 13 Dean is season 1 Sam

Originally posted by rosewhipped22

I wrote after 12x23 aired that it was subverting and reverse-mirroring season 1 in many ways (Mary/John etc) but damnnnn the Sam/Dean reversal has been absolutely thrown in our faces already and I love it.

There are so many recurring instances of Sam having nightmares / not being able to sleep because he’s seeing Jess dying over and over again in season 1.

Now call me crazy but I expect to see the same for Dean in season 13 for Cas and Mary even more after 13x01.

I also hope and expect to see Sam supporting Dean through this just as Dean did for him in season 1, however with the extra added bonus of Sam’s own grief as he cares for Cas and Mary too, but this time showing the difference nature of their grief.

Both Cas and Mary are linked to Jess now after 12x23 and 13x01.

Cas is the lost lover (I don’t make the rules). Dean drops to his knees just as Sam did in front of Jess’ grave. Sam then tells Jess in death, similarly to a prayer, that he wishes he had told her the truth… well we can always hope I guess but even this feels fanfic to another level that perhaps even Dabb won’t go to for Dean :p

Mary is Jess again too after 13x01 purposefully and unnecessarily linked them through Dean’s dream of her burning on the ceiling just like Jess did. Even though that’s not how she was lost to them this time, it feels to me like it’s just here to hammer home this reminder… for reasons.

Plus 1x05: Dean to Sam “This is about Jessica isn’t it. You think she’s your dirty little secret, that you killed her somehow…” *insert Miriam telling Dean he got Cas killed* “…Sam this has gotta stop man, I mean the nightmares and calling her name out in the middle of the night, it’s gonna kill you. Listen to me, it wasn’t your fault, if you want to blame something blame the thing that killed her, hell, if you want to swing at me, I’m the one that dragged you away from her in the first place

Originally posted by rosewhipped22

*Tink stares into the camera*

TL;DR it makes zero sense to me if the next few episodes don’t have at least one instance or a reference to Dean having nightmares about Cas and Mary.

Help A Buddy Out

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— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —

 

“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”

“Twice.”

“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.

“Why?”

Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.

“Bucky..”

“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex?”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”

“Bucky…”

“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.

“What?”

“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before behind interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.

“Bucky?”

Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

  • Peter: You’re clearly not listening. I can say whatever I want, can’t I?
  • Happy: Tell me about it.
  • Peter: I murdered Mr. Stark last night.
  • Happy: I feel you.
  • Peter: Now that I have the taste for blood, I can’t stop murdering.
  • Happy: Been there.

If you talk about it, you probably won’t write it. -Irving Wallace.

LET ME TELL YOU GUYS WHY THIS IS SO FUCKING TRUE!



Every story I’ve ever written one way or another I’ve revealed the content of it, but most, if not all of them are not done. However recently I started writing without telling anyone about them…every single one whether its one shot or several chapters are now completed. And I’ll have you guys know that I just found this quote, but I figured this out days ago by testing it out. I began a story that I was on a roll with; wanting to test the theory I told my sister about it….I ended up deleting the story because I could no longer write it. Its like the excitement you have for it to literally shake someones core from how good it is dies when you tell them the best parts of it or even just a summary.


I mean it may just be me but if you want to write a story DO NOT tell anyone. Literally just write.


PS: Tell me if it works!

if i could tell her but it’s michael and jeremy

[JEREMY, spoken]

There’s no way she’ll ever talk to me again after what happened at the play…

[MICHAEL, spoken]
You know, we— we talked a few times while I was waiting for you outside rehearsal before you turned on the- before the SQ- anyways. She thought you were…awesome.

[JEREMY, spoken]
She thought I was awesome? Christine?

[MICHAEL, spoken]
Definitely!

[JEREMY, spoken]
How?

[MICHAEL, spoken]
Well…

(sung)
She said
There’s nothing like your smile
Sort of subtle and perfect and real
She said
You never knew how wonderful
That smile could make someone feel

And she knew
Whenever you get bored
You scribble Pac-Man or stars or the moon
And she noticed
That when you feel sorta nervous
You tap your legs to some silent tune

But she kept it all inside her head
What she saw she left unsaid
And though she wanted to
She couldn’t talk to you
She couldn’t find the way
But she would always say

If I could tell him
Tell him everything I see
If I could tell him
How he means so much me
But we’re a million worlds apart
And I don’t know how I would even start
If I could tell him
If I could tell him

[JEREMY, spoken]
Did she say anything else?

[MICHAEL, spoken]
A—about you?

[JEREMY, spoken]
Never mind, forget I said tha—

[MICHAEL, spoken]
No, no, no—just, no, no—she said—she said so many things, I’m just—I’m trying to remember the best ones. So, um—

(sung)
She thought
You scored awesome kills, er—
You looked super killer when you got that new Eminem shirt

[JEREMY, spoken]
She did?

[MICHAEL]
And she found it cute
That you are totally hopeless when you try to flirt

But she kept it all inside her head
What she saw she left unsaid

If I could tell him
Tell him everything I see
If I could tell him
How he means so much to me

[MICHAEL & JEREMY]
But we’re a million worlds apart

[MICHAEL]
And I don’t know how I would even start
If I could tell him

If I could tell him
But what do you do when there’s this great divide?

[JEREMY]
She just seemed so far away

[MICHAEL]
And what do you do when the distance is too wide?

[JEREMY]
It’s like I don’t know anything

[MICHAEL]
And how do you say
I love you?
I love you
I love you
I love you

But we’re a million worlds apart
And I don’t know how I would even start
If I could tell him
If I could…