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Thank you guys so much for your patience! Got stuck at work longer than expected, but I’m here and I’ve got the results of the contest for ya. Before we jump into it, I wanna say I loved each and every one of the entries I received, and it wasn’t easy at all to pick — I’m gonna have a little blurb on each, and everyone reading, please, please be sure to follow them and shoot them some love for their work! Everyone did fantastic and I love the results.

Firstly, anyone not selected in the winner results below, please still e-mail me at ashtraydentist@aol.com — you will be receiving a notecard drawing of Sam and some stickers for your participation in the contest! Just let me know who you are, your entry, and your address, if you’re comfortable with that. 

The winner of the contest for the prize of the comic prompt is @withthedemonblood! Please e-mail me and we can get your unique Sam-centric comic started for you, your eyes only! Unless you wanna post it when you get it. Y’know. Whatevs.

The two winners for the fanfiction category is @brothersapart and @womanoflettersinthebunker ! The two winners for fan art is @sketchydean and @fioreitaliano (which is not letting me ping you, what a butthead tumblr is). The two winners for fan edits are @samprincesschester and @jaredbottoms!  Let me know if you would like The Little Golden Hunter’s Book or a grayscale copy of Ask Sam Stuff Volumes 1 or 2. If you would like to wait, you can request to have grayscale Volume 3 when it is completed! If you would rather have a drawn piece that is SPN-related, let me know, we can work something out that is non-book-related.  

(IF YOU ARE NOT ON THE LIST BELOW, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. I will add you and you will still be able to get a gift for partaking for your hard work — a Sam notecard of thanks and stickers! Apologies to the helpful notes left on the previous post before this one; I was at work so I couldn’t respond. :’))


Metal by @waytoomuchanalysis : A fantastic continuation of the bend the spoon entry, it dives into the potential of Sam stil having his powers! Look out for the warnings, and enjoy a dose of hurt!Sam, too! I love me some hurt!Sam.

The Long Road Home by @brothersapart : A wonderfully well-written ‘novelization’ of here and here, where Dean died as a child in the fire with their mother. Really awesome to tackle this one, and you did a great job conveying additional things in the narrative!

I’m Okay by @ultimatefandomtrash61 : A gritty and heavy covering of the entry involving Sam’s feelings after Toni’s deceit in 12x02; heed the warnings at the start! It’s a tough subject for sure, but it’s done very well!

As Dreamer’s Do by @withthedemonblood : Really wonderful descriptions and details as this goes, this takes what is a pretty silly entry and adds a lot of personality and weight to it; I love me some weechester stuff, and there’s even a little hurt!Dean in there for you guys who like fairness in torment, haha.

Manoir de Mes Reves by @captain-sodapop : I gotta say, I didn’t even remotely consider the http://asksamstuff.tumblr.com/post/118043076689/an-interesting-afternoon-at-the-mills-residence twister entry on Sam’s Birthday bash would end up as an entry! Great humor and a fun concept, check this one out.

I Love You, Too by @manuscript-or : Based on Sam's addiction to coffee (dude sometimes there’s such a thing as too much), this AU of the pilot episode is pretty cute and full of Jess and Sam goodness! And y'all know I’m a sucker for Jess and Sam. Check this out!

Happy Halloween by @womanoflettersinthebunker : Based on the halloween post about Abby the little sassy cowgirl with read hair and freckles! I really love the alternate route this took, and it gave Sam a fun little adventure to boot — love the details of Sam naming trick-or-treaters in this head! Fantastic work. ♥

Proud Defense by @my-pen-is-my-sword : Very, very neat — an expansion of this strange creature from a pre-series comic! I’m impressed with the attempt to tackle this one, since it was one of the more vague and mysterious comics I’ve thrown out there, but it ended up being a really great piece! Excellent job.

Scars by @samsexualdeancurious :  A short but sweet Jess/Sam entry, exploring a panel in this entry a bit more. Did I mention I’m a sucker for Jessica and Sam? Because I am. Great job on expanding on that entry, and great writing.

A Long Night (Part 1 | Part 2) by @borrowedtimeandspace : A lovely write-up of a section of the Ask Lil’ Sam Stuff plotline; I really loved doing that story, and I’m tickled to see that it was chosen to be done for the entry! They’ve done a really good job adding little narrative touches to this, and it’s a nice addition to the bitty!Sam collection!

Fan art:

BANANA SAM by @fioreitaliano : Based on this. I cannot believe my eyes. A+ banana!Sam. I’m so happy to have laid eyes on him in all his wonder.

No but Really, Call Me, Cont’d by @saintedsam : The cutest little continuation of Max Banes and Sam Winchester, from my entry of Max hitting on an oblivious Sam. And here he is, continuing to be oblivious! What a cute art style, I love it! (And that shirt, Max.)

The Purple Dog Shirt, Pt. II by @sketchydean : What a great follow-up to the purple dog shirt comic! It can be tough to whip up comics, but this is done extremely well and feels like such a solid continuation, I love it. Now - where the heck did that shirt go!!

Dean, I Made You More Pie by @h3dgehogjohn : Isn’t this so cute? A picture of little Sam from this entry making more 'pie’ for his brother! I love them in their little socks; great job, and a+ freckles. ;)

It was a long night by @dovesdanceatdusk  Banana!Sam strikes again!! This time with some backstory! I love the way Sam’s drawn in this, what an excellent style, and — yeah, it was a long night.

I’m Gonna Rip Your Lungs Out! by @nisaki-chan : Oh man, protective!Dean, weechesters, and the threat of lung-ripping. Our favorite! Great art style and an excellent choice in topic. I approve.

Take Care of Yourself! by @dozmuffinxc : Look at this cute entry! A Sam swathed in blankets! A really adorable art style, and a good point to keep in mind for everyone, especially over-working little Sam.

Samulet? … Deanmulet? by @sakurinn : Based on this post, sakurinn made an excellent video of Sam getting his own personal samulet! A Deanulet? A wonderful shout-out to you for making a video entry!! This is her first post on tumblr, so please be sure to send lovely wishes and a welcome to the community! ♥


Lack of Agency by @jaredbottoms : An excellent study in gif-form of some of the lack of agency in Sam’s life, based on this post — it’s crazy to see it all laid out, and important to remember. Great selections for a strong gifset.

Cute-o-Meter by @samprincesschester : Something a little less serious — a good ol’ cracky screencap comic, based on this cracky lovefest of a post! I love the humor in this, and I love the team effort going into reminding everyone what a cutie-patootie Sam is. Thanks a ton, Team Freely Loving Sam Winchester.

Once again, give everyone a hand and some reblogs/notes/follows, they’re all super awesome and I’m so happy to have seen their work! Again, if you have an entry that isn’t here because I’m a dipstick and missed it, or I lost it while pasting together this monstrosity (so much linking, so much writing, ieieeeiee), message me and let me know! You’ll certainly still get yourself some stickers. ;)

Until the next contest??? Maybe??? 

I’ll just see you next entry, haha.

— Ashlee

P.S. Happy birthday, Sam. Congrats on being alive somehow in your canon!

Book Recommendations!

PLEASE READ: Hello my beautiful readers! A lot of you have been requesting a book recommendation list and I have finally delivered! If you purchase any of these books using the links I’ve put in this post, I will receive a commission so I can continue to update my blog regularly, with no charge to you beautiful readers! Please reblog and share this post, and I will be forever grateful.

The Night Circus by Erin Morganstern

Rating: ✩✩✩✩{✩1/2}

~ Genre ~ Metaphysical and Visionary Fiction

☀ Summary ☀

The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped canvas tents is an utterly unique experience full of breathtaking amazements. It is called Le Cirque des Rêves, and it is only open at night. 

But behind the scenes, a fierce competition is underway—a duel between two young magicians, Celia and Marco, who have been trained since childhood expressly for this purpose by their mercurial instructors. Unbeknownst to them, this is a game in which only one can be left standing, and the circus is but the stage for a remarkable battle of imagination and will. Despite themselves, however, Celia and Marco tumble headfirst into love—a deep, magical love that makes the lights flicker and the room grow warm whenever they so much as brush hands.

True love or not, the game must play out, and the fates of everyone involved, from the cast of extraordinary circus per­formers to the patrons, hang in the balance, suspended as precariously as the daring acrobats overhead. 

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The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

Rating: ✩✩✩✩✩

~ Genre ~ Young Adult Fiction

☀ Summary ☀

The Hate U Give is a groundbreaking, thought-provoking debut novel inspired by the Black Lives Matter movement, about a teen girl who is the only witness to her friend’s fatal shooting by a police officer.

Sixteen-year-old Starr Carter moves between two worlds: the poor black neighborhood where she lives and the fancy suburban prep school she attends. The uneasy balance between these worlds is shattered when Starr witnesses the fatal shooting of her childhood best friend, Khalil, at the hands of a police officer. Khalil was unarmed.

Soon afterward, Khalil’s death is a national headline. Some are calling him a thug, maybe even a drug dealer and a gangbanger. Starr’s best friend at school suggests he may have had it coming. When it becomes clear the police have little interest in investigating the incident, protesters take to the streets and Starr’s neighborhood becomes a war zone. What everyone wants to know is: What really went down that night? And the only person alive who can answer that is Starr.

But what Starr does – or does not – say could destroy her community. It could also endanger her life.

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Saving Ceecee Honeycutt by Beth Hoffman

Rating: ✩✩✩✩{✩1/2}

~ Genre ~ Women’s Fiction

☀ Summary ☀

Twelve-year-old CeeCee Honeycutt is in trouble. For years, she has been the caretaker of her mother, Camille, the town’s tiara-wearing, lipstick-smeared laughingstock, a woman who is trapped in her long-ago moment of glory as the 1951 Vidalia Onion Queen of Georgia. When tragedy strikes, Tootie Caldwell, CeeCee’s long-lost great-aunt, comes to the rescue and whisks her away to Savannah. There, CeeCee is catapulted into a perfumed world of prosperity and Southern eccentricity—one that appears to be run entirely by strong, wacky women. From the exotic Miz Thelma Rae Goodpepper, who bathes in her backyard bathtub and uses garden slugs as her secret weapons; to Tootie’s all-knowing housekeeper, Oletta Jones; to Violene Hobbs, who entertains a local police officer in her canary-yellow peignoir, the women of Gaston Street keep CeeCee entertained and enthralled for an entire summer.

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The Secret History Of The Pink Carnation Lauren Willig

Rating: ✩✩✩{✩1/2}

~ Genre ~ Historical Fiction and Romance

☀ Summary ☀

Realizing romantic heroes are a thing of the past, graduate student Eloise Kelly is determined to focus on her work. Her first stop: England, to finish her dissertation on the English spies of the Napoleonic Wars, like the Scarlet Pimpernel and the Purple Gentian.

But her greatest conquest is to reveal the most elusive spy of them all, the dashing Pink Carnation. As she does, she discovers something for the history books-a living, breathing hero all her very own…

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What She Left Behind by Ellen Marie Wiseman

Rating: ✩✩✩✩

~ Genre ~ Contemporary Fiction

☀ Summary ☀

Ten years ago, Izzy Stone’s mother fatally shot her father while he slept. Devastated by her mother’s apparent insanity, Izzy, now seventeen, refuses to visit her in prison. But her new foster parents, employees at the local museum, have enlisted Izzy’s help in cataloging items at a long-shuttered state asylum. There, amid piles of abandoned belongings, Izzy discovers a stack of unopened letters, a decades-old journal, and a window into her own past.

Clara Cartwright, eighteen years old in 1929, is caught between her overbearing parents and her love for an Italian immigrant. Furious when she rejects an arranged marriage, Clara’s father sends her to a genteel home for nervous invalids. But when his fortune is lost in the stock market crash, he can no longer afford her care–and Clara is committed to the public asylum.

Even as Izzy deals with the challenges of yet another new beginning, Clara’s story keeps drawing her into the past. If Clara was never really mentally ill, could something else explain her own mother’s violent act? Piecing together Clara’s fate compels Izzy to re-examine her own choices–with shocking and unexpected results.

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hey my name is avel and i’m gonna try and keep this super short, i don’t feel too comfortable publicly giving too many details about my situation but i’ll explain the gist of it.
this month is a huuuge important and busy one for me in terms of my mental health with a lot of really necessary changes and new doctors coming into my life
i’ve been unable to work, and my family’s helping me pay for all my copays and other medical bills with the exception of medication because they don’t agree with me taking any despite them being necessary for me to pretty much function

i had a very very stable full time job before and i had enough money to deal with my medication over the next few months while this new change in doctors and testing came up, but for the second time over the last couple of months i’ve had some issues with my bank which i was able to resolve before but now it’s back and pretty much twice as bad.
after trying to solve this again, the best i’ve gotten is that they’ll review over everything, but i don’t see this going away and i have two appointments coming up on the 8th that are ridiculously important and i’ve been patiently waiting for a very long time for.

my current bank balance is at a painful to look at -$230 in just overdraft fees that shouldn’t be there to begin with when i had saved up for this.
i don’t expect to be able to make this back in 4 days at all, but if i could get enough commissions to at least lower that balance down to $0 while i at least get through my appointments i’d be happy at this point, and i’ll be applying to jobs over the next week because not having financial stability or a fallback when things like these happen is absolute crap, i’ll just push through until things are stable again.

if you could reblog this for me i’d appreciate it, i know even if people wanna help it’s not always possible

i’ll put commission info under the cut and my paypal is oirihara@gmail.com
you can message me here
and also contact me on my email ikebuguro@gmail.com or discord Iwaizumi#5555
pretty much i’ll be doing name your own price with the minimum being $5

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The Foxhole Court, Chapter 10 – Your Friendly Neighborhood Shrink

In which we meet Betsy Dobson who appears to be Molly Weasley’s long-lost Ravenclaw sister, some quality Renee time happens, Kevin’s Stoic and Mighty Demeanor has nothing on Dan’s doughnuts, and actual school happens at some point but who gives a shit (spoiler alert: It’s not Neil Josten).

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

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anonymous asked:

Hi I'm sorry if this sounds rude but you mentioned your friends are giving up fic writing? And that you came close to.I notice writers get much fewer rebblogs than artists but I didn't know it's that bad. Who are you talking about and do you guys talk about this, like is there a chatroom for writers?

Hi anon! This isn’t rude at all, don’t worry! This is going to be a bit of a long answer, so bear with me :’)

I don’t know if I can mention names here, I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, so I can’t really give you more details than I already have: I am friends with this person and they probably won’t be writing fanfics anymore.
I can tell you though that I’ve also spent most of the last couple of weeks wondering if there was still a point in posting my writing at all.

The thing is, writers barely get any feedback. Especially ones that aren’t insanely popular. We pour so much of ourselves into our writing, so it’s incredibly discouraging to barely get any comments, kudos, likes or reblogs.

In my personal experience, tumblr is an awful place for writers. I’ve got a decent-sized following on ao3 I think (though I don’t have much to compare to) and even there, with more than 100 people subscribed to me, I only tend to get around… 5 or 6 comments max per fic that are actually reviews (as in, comments with more content than “please update soon” or “this was nice”) - which is already more than I know many of my writer friends get.
On tumblr, I’m lucky if two or three people reblog my work, and that’s exactly the problem: Who’s going to see it if no one reblogs it? Likes are fine and of course I appreciate those, too, but in the bigger picture they’re meaningless.
Once a fic is done, it’s done. It’s out there then, and I can’t keep reblogging my own posts again and again in the hopes that someone will pay attention to them. I get one shot, maybe two if I reblog my fic again for people in other timezones, but that’s pretty much it. I’m not surprised that it’s gotten so frustrating that it makes people want to quit.

…as for your other question - I don’t know if there’s any larger chatroom or space for writers. I know some people have group chats, but it’s mostly a private thing, as far as I know? I’m really not a big name in this fandom so there might be a lot of stuff going on that I don’t know about.

As for me - I just message people a lot, with the tumblr feature, or on skype or snapchat if I know them better. I’m open to any and all conversations (most of mine with other writers started by me yelling at them about how much I love their work ^^), so if you want to talk to me please don’t hesitate to shoot me a message. That’s what they’re for, after all? My ask’s always open, and I don’t mind private messages either.

In any case - there’s quite a few people in my immediate vicinity that I’ve talked to and I consider friends - many of them are writers, some are artists, some do both, some do neither. I talk about this problem (of wanting to write, but barely receiving any feedback, of feeling like we’re wasting our time) to pretty much anyone who will listen, but it’s frustrating because I don’t have the influence to change anything. Of course I’ll try to keep my fellow writers motivated and try to change their minds about giving up, but there’s only so much I can do, and in the end it’s their decision. Most writers I’ve talked to really enjoy writing fanfics, and it takes quite a bit of disappointment to get you to the point where you want to just… stop. So… yes, it’s a big problem.

I’m going to wrap this up now, but… again, I cannot emphasize enough how important comments are to writers. I’ve talked to some people who’ve said they’re not sure if their comments will even make a difference, because they feel they haven’t got anything interesting to say - picture it this way. As a writer, I’m standing on a stage and presenting a thing, and in response, about twenty people give me polite nods (kudos, likes) and four actually start clapping. But there’s like two hundred people (hits) standing in this room, and I kind of feel stupid now.
All comments matter. At this point, they might save you your writers. Because with less and less feedback, there’s less and less incentive to actually post things.

I can’t say much for other fandoms because it’s been a while since I’ve written substantially for anything but Haikyuu, which is still a relatively active fandom? But I get the feeling that’s starting to wear off, too.

Enthusiasm shifts, and I get that. But if you still enjoy an author’s work, please, please, by all means leave them a comment. Otherwise it might be the last work you read from them.

The Dragon and I (DenNor/SuFin)

Thank you all for the support! I’m having the time of my life writing this small story. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did.  Part I.

Berwald thought he got free quite easily.

“Screw him” He said aloud without noticing two big purple eyes that were staring at him.

“Screw who?” A strong voice asked with curiosity.

“Magnus…” But soon Berwald realized that someone or something was talking back at him.

“Why? What did he do?” The creature asked naturally.

Berwald almost fainted there. Almost in front of him was another dragon. But this one seemed a little bit friendlier than the other one.

“He…” Berwald thought that was it. He was going to die right there.

A light-blue dragon was staring at him. Berwald noticed that the creature was smiling. Could dragons even do that? The animal looked like he was entertained.

“What?” The dragon couldn’t tell what the matter was.

“You are a dragon” Berwald calmly explained.

“So? You were in a cave with another dragon” The creature reminded him.

Berwald was trying to think in a way to get out of that situation.

“That dragon let me out and I ‘m hoping you do the same” Berwald wasn’t sure how to ask it nicely. It was a dragon after all.

The animal shook his head.

“Everyone here comes to visit Sigurd and nobody comes for me!” The dragon complained “Do you know how boring it is? At least Sigurd gets visitors, but nobody cares about me!” He roared.

“The myth only talks about one dragon, not two” Berwald explained him.

“What do I have to do to be noticed? I have never killed humans or instigated fires” The dragon felt bad.

“Well, I do acknowledge you now” Berwald was surprised by the whole situation. He was trying to comfort a dragon.

The animal waved his tail, causing the fall of some trees. Yet couldn’t stop looking at the human. He reminded him of someone but he couldn’t tell who.

“You are a nice human” The dragon suddenly said and then he saw the sword “Do you realize that a sword doesn’t work with us? I mean, you have to get very lucky to get a dragon to show its belly to you”

“I think you shouldn’t tell people how to kill you in the first place” Berwald was somehow afraid for the dragon. What if the animal encounter a person that actually wanted to kill it?

“Ooops!” The dragon was so happy to have someone to talk to that he revealed a little bit too much.

“Can I go now? My stupid partner is inside that cave but I guess if he can survive that, maybe he’ll catch on” Berwald was still mad about the fact that Magnus tried to turn on him.  

“But I’m going to be all alone!” The dragon complained once more “I don’t like to be alone” He explained with a sad tone.

“I… Well…” Berwald didn’t have a solution. He was afraid that he was going to stay there forever. He felt bad for the dragon though.

“Can you be my friend? I like Sigurd but sometimes he is a little bit grumpy for my taste?”  The animal requested.

“Sure, I guess…” He wasn’t the one who was going to say no to a damn dragon that could eat him in just a couple of minutes if it wanted to.

“Are you going somewhere? Can I go with you?” The dragon was about to burst of excitement.

“You are going to drag a lot of attention” Berwald said.

“Oh, if my current appearance is a problem, then I can switch” The creature confessed.

All of the sudden there was a lot of wind and Berwald was forced to hide his face with his clothing and it stopped the same way that it arrived.

“Is this better?” The dragon asked.

When Berwald was finally able to see, he was shocked. There was a relative small chubby guy where the dragon was supposed to be. And completely naked which made him blush.

“I guess…” Berwald was too surprised to even make a coherent response.

The dragon giggled and walked towards the adventurer with no shame at all.

“Can you lend some clothes? I tend to ripped them all when I transform” He requested.

Berwald nodded.

Could a dragon be as cute as that guy? Berwald thought while looking thought his backpack. He finally managed to get some and gave it to the dragon.

“Thank you!” The creature said.

“I think we are going to buy you some new clothes in the market” He soon realized that his clothes were too big for the creature, which was ironic considering that the animal actually was almost four meters long and three meters tall, at least.

“I’m Tino!” The dragon introduced himself “I didn’t want to be rude, sorry.”

“Berwald, nice to meet you” Berwald replied before putting on his backpack.

When they were about to leave, a sudden scream stopped them.

“Berwald, wait!” Magnus was running and a young man was following him.

Tino smiled when he realized that Sigurd was coming too.

“So you survived, huh?” Berwald couldn’t believe it.

“Can you at least pretend that you are happy about it?” Magnus complained about the way he was greeting him “Are you still salty about it?”

“Wouldn’t you be mad about it?” Berwald wasn’t really shocked about his attitude anyways.

But the conversation ended quickly when they realized that Sigurd and Tino were talking to each other.

“Why are you here? This is my mountain” Sigurd didn’t look happy at all. Well, he never was but still he was shocked that Tino was there.

“I smelled the humans and since I’ve never gotten visitors, I wanted to meet them!” Tino explained “Don’t be mad at me, please” He begged to the other dragon.

“I’m not mad. Just… Whatever. I’m glad to see you. It’s been… Like two hundred years or so?” Sigurd couldn’t remember exactly.

“Since the Incident” Tino said with a serious face.

“The Incident?” Magnus was way too curious. The whole situation was pretty weird.

“We don’t talk about the Incident ever” Sigurd explained to him.

“But you are talking about the Incident right now” Berwald remarked.

Sigurd rolled his eyes. He was glad that Tino was there.

“Wait” Magnus noticed a big detail “Who is that?” He pointed out Tino.

“I can say the same to you” Berwald replied.

“Dragons” They responded at the same time.

And just like that, our two adventurers didn’t get any treasures at all but at least they got two dragons! But they were about to find out why some legends just need to stay like legends.

  • <p> <b></b> Michael POV<p/><b></b> "Man I didn't even really wanna go to prom, it was just a bunch of overly horny niggas and bitches that spent hundreds if not thousands of dollars on one night that would be over before it began" I said as me and my bestfriend Metri sat at the food court in the mall. "Bitch shut the fuck up you know you wanna go, you just mad cause you don't have a date yet, and you extra salty cause Darrien ain't ask you yet" he laughed as he took a bite of his chick-fil-a sandwhich. He was right though I actually did wanna go but I only wanted to go with one person and that was him, waiting on him to ask me to prom was like waiting in line for new Jordan's to drop it takes forever. "Yeah whatever Bitch, he ain't gonna ask me so Im just over it, it's only a week an a half left till prom and I don't have a tux or limo shit I'm mad as hell I brought that $100 ticket" I said actually becoming mad a little. " Calm down Mike, you'll get asked and if you don't you can come with me and Travis" he replied trying to cherler me up. "GREAT!!, so I can be a third wheel, na I'll pass" I retorted honestly. We finished our meal and did a little more shopping as we were leaving I seen darrien and some other boy walking on I quickly grabbed metri and duck behind this big ass flower pot outside the mall. "BITCH, I'll smack the shit outta you bout to give me whip flash better be glad me and Jesus ace boon coons in this new year don't do that shit no more" he said but I ignored everything he said and said " Look, there go Darrien and some other boy going in the mall, do you know him?" I asked because my Bitch been around the block and up the street a few times. " Yeah that's Evan he got a big dick, Mmm.. A really big-". " Michael?" Someone asked from behind me and from the voice I knew exactly who it was. " He-hey Darrien funny running into you here haha" I say nervously beings I was just caught hiding behind a flower pot at 3 in the afternoon. " What you doing behind this flower pot, hey Metri" he said as he hugged us both. "Well I was-we were- he needed" I couldn't speak at all so like a true bestfriend my bitch quickly said " We were here looking at tuxs for prom, how about you guys and hey Evan!" He said as he gave Evan that look that make ya mom uncomfortable cause she no her son getting dicked down right. "Wassup Metri, still looking sexy as ever, you a stranger thou shawty, I see ya new nigga got you in lock huh?" Evan replied licking his lips and I'll admit I got alil turned on. "please don't get him started on niggas" I said as I pulled darriens so we could talk away from those two knuckle heads.<p/><b></b> Darrien POV<p/><b></b> I'll admit it Michael was looking so fine right now he had his hair I'm braids that led to a man bun and his ass was sitting right, I spotted him and Metri walking out the mall as soon as we got close to the steps o seen him duck down behind that flower pot and all that. "So why was you hiding again?" I asked him because I wanted a answer. " ok truth is I seen you and Evan and I didn't know him so I thought-" before he could finish I said " I was cheating, Oh okay, nah shawty I'm not going no where". " So if that's true why haven't you asked me to prom yet Darrien we only have a week basically to get his shit together, is cause I'm a boy and your parents don't know" he said and I could see the hurt in his eyes. " Come on man! Don't start with that, look I love you and I always will but I'm just not ready for my parents to know yet" I honestly said.<p/><b></b> Me and Michael been messing around since sophomore year and we are now seniors, I came out at school for him cause I really do love him I just haven't told my parents yet.<p/><b></b> "Don't do what! D, explain to the guy I love that I wanna be with him whole heartily I fucking love ya bigheaded ass and I just wanna spend this night with you" he said as tears rolled down his face. Before I could reply he grabbed Metri and left me standing there. "damn, bro you fucked up this time huh?" Evan said walking over as we watched them leave. " Man shut up nigga, I didn't do shit, he wanna go to prom with me but I haven't told my parents about us yet, don't get me wrong I love his ass a lot but I'm not ready yet man, what you think?" I asked him cause he was my boy and he keep it 100 with me. " I think that you should take his ass to prom, tell ya parents and move on if that accept you great if they don't go to college with ya man and start a new life my nigga, for to long we love for others because what they might think or feel bit what about us?" He said as we entered Zumiez " Since when did you become Mr. Knowitall" I said mushing his head. " Since I came out 2 months ago and my mom accept me but you know pops ain't wit it but he cool" he replied which made me think about my next move and how I was gonna tell my parents that there only child was gay and wanted to go to prom with a boy!! Damn.<p/><b></b> If you like this first little snippet of my new tumble story "Knight in shining armor" please please please #reblog and comment lemme know wassup I'll beposting updates every Wednesday and the chapters will be much longer this is just a tease!!<p/></p>

I took some extra time off sorry about that. While I was on Twitter I didn’t really touch tumblr so I apologise for that and I’ll get to it soon enough today starting with the positivity in the ask box.

But this post was something I wanted to do and I had been reflecting over it during my short break from writing to recharge and deal with some personal matters. New and recent followers will be lost to this save for those who have gone deep in to the blog and have been reading a lot of stuff possibly. But long ago I would take longer breaks then I do currently due to stress of the world around me, this blog became a great help to me and I had said I wanted to share to an extent what I was going through and just how everyone helped me out a lot.

It’s probably going to be a little long and I’m not looking for sympathy, to me this is a happy story because of the followers of this blog. It’s going under the cut since I will slightly go over some sensitive and potentially triggering things but I won’t be going too deep into it.

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anonymous asked:

for sappy prompts: 16, zimbits? <3333

(OK but no kidding anon this is one that I’ve been pondering since I made the list)

This is another way it could have gone.

Bitty’s crying, and Halo’s playing, and then it’s “Bittle” and it’s “Hello!” and the earbuds come out. Bitty fusses, and Jack shuts him up with a “Bitty.”

And then instead of saying nothing, Jack says everything.

Bitty. Bitty. I haven’t called you that much. It’s been Bittle or nothing, eh? It’s funny. Because somewhere I started calling you Bits in my head. You’ve been Bits to me since… well, since the kegster, really. I was in there, and he was… and all I thought of was, everyone’s downstairs. Bits is downstairs. I think that’s when it started. Well. Not exactly.

“I.. think it started last year. Maybe. The first time you were on my line. The first time I realized… when you had that assist and I thought, no one but Bittle could have… but then you had that hit, and I … I didn’t know what to do. The point is, it was back then. And I didn’t realize it. I didn’t figure it out.

“But this year has been… different. It’s been really different, eh? We, you and me, I mean… we hung out at the library and did that project and … haha, now that I think about it I probably really bothered you with all my photos. Sorry. But it wasn’t about the photos, really, was it? I don’t think so–”

“Jack. Jack.” Bitty interrupts him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know, I know you don’t. I’m being a right idiot. Shitty would hit me over the head. But – I don’t know how to come out and say it, you know? This is the only way I can think of, when you’re standing right there, and I’m standing right here, and it’d just be a moment – anyway. I was with my dad. Just now. And he said to me – well, he told me to – without telling me – and I ran – and here I am.

“And here I am in front of you and I’m saying all the words except the ones I really ought to say, and I don’t know how to make them come out but I’m going to try. The point is, I can’t do it. I can’t go down to Providence, not without telling you – without saying to you–”

“Jack– please–

Jack shakes his head firmly. “No, no, I’m going to say it.”

Bitty falls silent.

“You – you’ve been a good friend to me this year and I – I haven’t been – the point is –

“The point is I like you.”

Jack pants, like he’s just now finished his marathon across campus. He swallows.

“I like you, I maybe.. I maybe think I love you, Bittle. A little bit. No, no, not a little bit. I love you. I’m in love with you. Not a little bit. A lot.”

And then the words won’t come anymore. It’s all out there and on the floor, and Bitty’s red and gaping and struggling to draw breath.

“Bittle?” Jack prods, because that was all he had to say and he’s counting on some kind of answer, damn it.

Bitty sputters. “You you, you, you love me?”

Jack nods. “A lot.”

“Well… I mean, good, I’m glad it’s not just a little bit, I don’t know what on earth I’d say if you just told me you loved me a little bit, honestly, Jack!” And now he’s laughing, his whole face red and his shoulders shaking. Tear tracks still glisten on his cheeks. “Honestly, all those words when three of them would have done just fine! You’re ridiculous. Of course, I’m no one to talk about using too many words–”

“Bittle?” Jack doesn’t know what to make of this reaction. “Are you angry?”

“Am I angry? You’re– you’re more ridiculous every moment, how did you manage to even graduate, you–” and Bitty reaches out, grabs Jack by the arm. He steps closer. A softness is in his glittering eyes, and it gives Jack some hope. Bitty murmurs. “You fool. You fool, Jack Zimmermann.”

“Bittle. Bits.” Jack tries out the name on his tongue. It fits there perfectly. “Tell me what to do now.”

A coy smile dances across Bitty’s lips. “Well, for starters, Mr. Zimmermann, why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

“Kiss you–” Jack didn’t think that was even in the realm of possibility. He lifts his own hand, takes tentative hold of Bitty’s waist. Yes. That’s just how he thought that would feel. Warm and solid beneath his fingers. The heat of Bitty’s body radiating up toward his own. “I can do that?”

“You’d better do that,” Bitty half-whispers. And he rises to his tiptoes and closes his eyes.

Jack can feel himself moving, feel the distance between them dwindling away. He lets his own eyes close, too. This is it, he thinks. This is how the story is supposed to go.

And in this version of the story, too, we end on a kiss.

Regarding this blog

Okay, please bear with me while I get everything into order and I would like you to know that I do not make this decision thoughtlessly, in fact, I have turned it over and over in my mind.

First of all, I thank all of you so, so very much for being here. No matter if you read, like, reblog or add those lovely tags (I read ALL of them) when you reblog something, thank you. Without you and everyone who requests things, this blog would have been dead from day one. You have my deepest appreciation and heartfelt gratitude, that you let me bumble my way through the BNHA fandom and supported and liked what I wrote for you and that you liked it enough to stick around.

Now, before this sounds like I’m going to disappear: I do not plan to abandon this blog.

But I do plan to change things.

(Also, the post below this one is the last request I got from the last time the Ask Box was open, so if you haven’t seen your request, please remember if you a) didn’t follow the rules and/or b) send the request while the box was closed. If one or both of them can be answered with a yes, then I deleted your request. If no, then I am very and deeply sorry, since Tumblr ate it and I very much apologize, it wasn’t fair at all that it happened to you)

Now, on the things I want to change and I hope I can explain it well enough:

From now on, the Ask Box is fair game. You can send in requests at any time (though please respect the rules, if you don’t I will delete what you send in). Now, before you get all excited or confused as to why I write this ass-long post: Yes, you can request at any time, but please be aware, that it does not mean I will answer your request for sure.

And here comes the part that will make some or a lot of you unhappy: I will chose from now on, which requests I will answer and which I won’t, compared to before when I answered every ask that stuck to the rules.

Why do I do this? The answer isn’t simple, but I’ll keep it short. I feel pressured, from my life and my personal will to perform well and to deliver things to you in a timely matter. So I am taking the pressure away as much as I can so you guys can still read my writing if you wish to. Just, bear in mind, I will decide what I write (and I could post little snippets of my writing, like I did with the Dragon-Short or the Villain-Trio one, if you guys want to see that on this blog)

But what if you feel discouraged about requesting or you worry about bothering me? No, you are not bothering or annoying me. As I said, without you and I do mean you, this blog would be lacking, this blog would be less and it wouldn’t be where it is today. Yes, it could be that your request doesn’t get answered, but it could also be the one that gets written, because I like or love it or feel inspired to write it.

Does that mean I will not write anything at all anymore? No, this is simply me taking a step back and realizing that at this moment in time, I need more time to myself, my personal project needs a whole fucking lot of attention and I don’t want this blog to silently suffer because of it and you guys don’t even know why.

Will there still be specials or other things in the future? Yeah, I do plan on having at least one special sometime in the next while, anything else depends on my creativity and if you guys are interested.

Will this blog be deleted at one point or can I take over for you? This blog will not be deleted. These are your requests and I answered them for you, so they will stay. They are for you and I will not take that away (besides, I do like a lot of my writing). And no, I apologize, I will not give this blog to anyone else. I don’t feel comfortable with anyone continuing what I do.

Does this mean I will stop writing for this blog in the future? Maybe. It could happen at some point. Maybe this is just a flunk and I’ll return things to how they were in a couple of months. Maybe I’ll write for other fandoms, since there are some I really and deeply love or that I find very interesting. If any of that is going to happen, I will let you know.

So, long post short: I will pick what I write from now on and if there are any questions you have, you can, like always, ask me at any time.

How much the PJO books mean to me as someone with ADHD
  • Hi I feel like no one has had a post like this so I'm gonna post one kinda long story and if anyone wants to add on saying what the PJO world means to them please feel free to reblog with your stories or you can message me with your story cuz I'd love to know:
  • So when I was in the seventh grade I had an english teacher (who was absolutely amazing btw) who assigned the class to all pick a fiction book to read and write a report on. She took us down to the library and I remember looking at all the books not having a single clue what book I wanted to pick. I despised reading. I was extremely slow and I could never comprehend what was on the page. I could read 5 pages of something and not tell you a single thing of what I just read. I walked around the library aimlessly trying to get away with just picking up a short book and getting the hell out of there when I saw the first book of the Percy Jackson series "The Lightning Thief." I remembered I had just seen the movie a couple weeks before and my friend had complained loudly that the movie was horrible compared to the book and she told me to read the books instead. I didn't know what she meant cuz I actually quite liked the movie. I decided to take her word for it and I picked up the book, not knowing what I was getting myself into. In the first few pages Percy had explained how he had ADHD and Dyslexia and how those learning disabilities had affected his academic life and social life. The more I read the book, the more I realized that, other than flipping letters and words around and not being able to read, his personality, traits and behaviors, the way he talked without thinking of consequences, the way he had trouble focusing on reading, the way he realized, as a demigod with ADHD, he saw too much, not too little, and how he was so fidgety and restless, constantly moving all the time just to pay attention, all of those things were basically describing my whole life. I started to recall memories of times my teachers told me to stop wiggling in my seat or to be quiet and pay attention, or how they would look in sympathy at me when they saw that I had trouble understanding and recalling what I read even though I definitely could read. I remembered that I was always frustrated when I couldn't understand something the first time I tried it. My sister excelled at piano when we were little and then I would get frustrated, slam the keys, and cry because I couldn't get it as fast. I remembered always being the "slow reader" and finishing last on readings when everybody had already moved on. My room (and my life tbh) was a disorganized mess. I realized while reading the book that I might have ADHD. I was 99% certain. I ended up doing so much research on it that I was convinced. I was even more convinced when I had basically devoured the first PJO series in two months, quicker than I ever read before and the most books Ive ever read in that amount of time. My parents were shocked at how I was all of sudden reading all the time. Finally in 11th grade when I became so overwhelmed with the amount of reading junior year required, I told my parents I wanted to get fully tested for ADHD. Thankfully they understood and told me they've suspected for a while I might have ADHD. When the psychologist who tested me finally told me I definitely was ADHD I almost cried. Not meaning to sound dramatic, but I felt like my whole life finally made sense. I was able to get accommodations in high school and now college. I finally knew that I wasn't dumber than my peers. In fact, the psychologist actually told me my IQ was slightly higher for someone my age which was actually common among kids with ADHD. This all became possible because I had picked up "The Lightning Thief" in 7th grade because my teacher forced me to. Since then, the PJO world has grown so much with so much representation for so many different kinds of kids from LGBT kids to people of color and to the disabled (I grew up with gay relatives and friends and it was nice for Rick to depict my type of family as normal. I also grew up as a mixed race girl with a physical disability and, unknowingly a mental one too so it was amazing to finally see people like me be main characters in his stories). I found myself relating to Percy, to Annabeth, to Thalia, Nico, Reyna (as a puerto rican who had trouble keeping friends), Leo(who was hispanic and super ADHD and loved cracking jokes to hide pain), Sadie Kane (as a semi white passing colored girl), and so many of his other characters. I finally found a world where I belonged and I'm never gonna give that up. I hope other kids like me have found themselves in these books as I know I definitely have.
  • Thanks for reading : ) I'd love to hear your stories so please reblog with them or message me or follow me and I'll be posting a lot more about my thoughts and theories on the PJO world.

anonymous asked:

what's your opinion on the character nagito komaeda?

An interesting question. Hmm…

As a character, I quite like him. He’s nowhere near as high up on my list of DR faves as Ouma is, but he’s incredibly interesting and well-written in my opinion at least. Meme status aside, I think there’s really no denying that Komaeda is one of the characters in the franchise who Kodaka keeps liking to bring back the most, and that he’s incredibly important to understanding a lot of the “hope vs. despair” dichotomy.

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anonymous asked:

Did bendy see anything while outside like meet new people or saw a bird

((too lazy to draw the entire outing, headcanons under the cut. Last Human!Bendy post for a while, this was fun lol))

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Hey guys, I just wanted to tell you two things…

First, I can’t go online on my laptop now, but as soon as I do, I will answer the asks and do the replies. I’m not ignoring you, don’t worry! :) As for that one WCIF - I’m pretty sure I reblogged the child pose on my cc finds blog, so if you don’t wanna wait, you can look for it yourself, it should be tagged ‘s3 poses’. However I doubt I’ll be able to find the adult poses because I’ve had them in my game since like forever, but don’t worry, I’ll try it!

Second, hey tumblr, what’s the point of having a safe mode when I see pornbots following me every single day? Not to mention your safe mode is stupid and doesn’t do what it’s supposed to do, but we all know that by now.

anonymous asked:

i dont kno if i learned it from u, but i remember readingsomething saying that kamukura met naegi in his old classroom?? probably reminiscing about natsumi, bcoz there were flowers there and there flowers as well in the room when natsumi died. if it is u can u send me the url coz i wanted to reblog and read the post again tnx

Hi there Anon! I think you’ve mistaken me for some other person, since I didn’t say anything like that? But I do know what you’re talking about! I think I’ve read someone post/mention it before (although I don’t think I reblogged it? Since I tried searching up what you mentioned, but it didn’t appear on my blog so I’m sure you mistook me for another person), which was probably last week when the Izuru/Makoto flashback (DR Mirai ep 3) and the one with Natsumi (DR Zetsubou ep 3) aired.

Hmmm well in my opinion, I don’t think the room was even the same room or that Izuru was reminiscing about Natsumi? Because of well, the flowers are different and also the meanings behind those flowers in each episode. The flowers are different and they symbolize elements that are completely different from each other.

Now I’m no flower expert, so I had to google images of flowers just to make sure I got the flowers correctly,

So first off is the flower about Natsumi on DR Zetsubou episode 3:

In Japanese culture, there are different meanings in putting flowers on a person’s desk. Like say, if someone puts roses on a person’s desk, then that someone is telling the person that they have feelings for them. However, that isn’t the case here. If you put white flowers on a person’s desk, then that symbolizes ‘death’, which is normally done when the person who sat in that desk has passed away. Although if the person was still alive, this would be considered bullying since it’s basically saying to that person that ‘you should go die’. But iirc, if you put white carnations on a person’s desk, instead of mourning over the person who sat there, you would be mourning over the mother of the person sitting in that desk.

Now I’m not entirely sure if the flower shown there is a white chrysanthemum (but it sure looks like one lol), but in Chinese Culture, a white chrysanthemum symbolizes mourning, honesty, or curse, and all these three symbols certainly appear in this episode. Mourning over the death of two characters, and the lack of honesty of the true killer which ended up cursing her and resulting in her own death.

Next are those two flowers during Makoto and Izuru’s meeting:

I’m not sure which is which, so first I’ll explain what do those flowers mean.

Marigolds, in general, symbolizes cruelty, grief, jealousy, and secret affection.

Yellow carnations show disdain, rejection, contempt, or just overall disappointment.

Daisies have lots of meanings, but I guess the ones that scream out here would be innocence, purity, transformation, and it’s old english meaning, "day’s eye" or the beginning of a new day.

I think we all already know a lot about cruelty, grief, jealousy, and secret affection (mostly about Hinata/Izuru)

And I would think yellow carnations mostly refer to Izuru.

As for daisies, it literally screams Makoto lol. Innocent, pure, and his transformation into the SHSL Hope after the events of the first game. However this doesn’t always means that it’s good, because his innocence and purity is exactly what Munakata hated about him. He lost his memories (and I’m not even sure if he did gain them all back) so he has no idea about how tragic the events led up to until now. He talks about hope without knowing despair, and that’s what makes him pure and innocent, but his unawareness about despair isn’t only what makes him the Makoto we all know. It’s ingrained in his character as well.

But transformation could also refer to Izuru, and maybe the transformation of the 77th class as a whole. And the ‘beginning of a new day’ perhaps refers to Makoto’s decision of making the SHSL Despair undergo the Neo World Program, because he knows that if they hadn’t met ‘her’, then they wouldn’t have committed such crimes. Thus, it is only natural for him to give them a second chance, to start up new lives and pave a path for their own future, thus, giving them a new day.

So… there, I just wanted to point out that they were different flowers (and even the vase is different). I ended up explaining the meanings behind those flowers as well… because I’m sorry I couldn’t give you the url that you were looking for! >_< And I think that the second set of flowers were a daisy and a marigold, with the daisy representing Makoto and the marigold representing Izuru (and Hajime).

Submission: Tots 'n Dolls

(okay I was so happy with the response to the last fic I wrote I wrote another one immediately)

It was playtime yet again at Washington Daycare, and Aaron was once again simply reading and trying in not to engage with any of the other kids. And that was going just fine until Alexander ran up to him.

“Look, Aaron!” he said, pushing Aaron’s book down and shoving the cocker spaniel plushie into the other boy’s face, “Eliza put all these little ribbons in Philip’s fur!”

“Why are showing me this?”

“‘Cause he’s cute!”

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torabelichan  asked:

Hello Chekhov! If I'm not wrong you studied linguistics right? Since I'll go to Uni soon and I'm interested in studying it too I was wondering if you could tell me a bit about your... experience with it? Was it difficult to study? Is it useful to you now? Thanks in advance! ^^ (also I really like your art! It's so lovely!!!)

Heyo! Thanks for the question. I hope you don’t mind, but this is a semi-frequent question so I’m gonna post it publically. 

You are correct! I did study linguistics in University. I loved it, and I loved studying it. I can’t say for sure whether or not you’d love it too, but here’s a few things to consider:

1. Linguistics is not an English degree. 

It’s not about studying one language - and it’s not about studying literary classics. You will not be reading a whole bunch of really flowery language books, and you will hardly ever be studying a single language for long enough to become proficient at it. (You can, however, study a language on the side - many people do, because most Linguists are language nerds.)

2. Linguistics is unreasonably NOT a Science major - but it should be.

While technically classified as a BoFA, Linguistics classes tend to resemble math classes more than anything else. In most programs, you’ll need to load up on the general knowledge of basic language-building such as Linguistics 101, Sociolinguistics, Phonology, Semantics and Syntax. 

The first two are softer - you can get in and out without too much math-ing and will probably enjoy yourself a lot if you like analyzing fanfics. 

The last 3 are gonna be a cold shower of no-numbers-involved algebra at best. They are purely analytical in the math sense - you will need to create and recreate formulas for sentence structure, solve semantic truth statements and figure out the logic behind why a sound changes in one context but not the other. They might be fun for you - but you need to go into it with the right mindset, and you need to be ready to solve puzzles for those 45-90 minutes.  

3. Linguistics majors are diverse

This one kinda ties into the “How can I use it?!” question. It’s a good question! I’m not sure I even have the answer. However, I’ll try to give  avery basic rundown of options.

Professor/field research

This is basically…. study after more study. You get into the research field, you go somewhere to study a language or a linguistic phenomenon. You document dying languages, or help with language rehabilitation. This requires major sacrifices from you in a mental way - it’s basically just writing and researching work. If you enjoy that, if that’s your deal, great! Your life will depend on grant money, though.

Speech pathologist

This is a field which works with people with speech impairments - they could be purely physical, they could be neurological. You’ll be working with the medical side of things, so this involves a thorough knowledge of human sounds and you will need to apply them to things like speech therapy or rehabilitation. 

Coding/computer language

While this isn’t necessarily the same as being a code-monkey, if you’re really into syntax and semantics, you might be a good fit for computer language analysis and writing and etc. Right now this field can pay off a lot. I know quite a few people who, after taking courses in semantics, ended up in a field coding apps or programs for larger companies. It’s not guaranteed, but if that’s something that has been your dream, it might be a good step into the coding world as well. 


Although this field is technically NOT accessible with ONLY a language degree, you MIGHT be able to worm your way into it. Google translate is a big project still going on, and it’s still a big goal for many companies to create a translation device that can rival human brains. You could technically make linguistics your stepping stone if you want to work in a field of helping machines take over the world translate some words. 


Okay, so this is what I’m doing - but it’s not because I’m a linguist. I technically got this job for other reasons, but it’s still valid. A lot of people DO become teachers - many of them foreign language teachers or linguistics teachers. That’s because it’s easier to teach a language if you know how ALL languages work in blueprint form as opposed to only studying the grammar of one. Specifically for me, teaching English in a foreign country language and phonetics has been a huge help in focusing my kids’ issues with pronunciation. In fact, currently I’m trying to channel my linguistics knowledge into the new curriculum I’m helping create in my school. It’s a bit out there, but it happens! 

This is just a rundown of things, but I hope it helps someone - anyone. 

Honestly, my biggest piece of advice would be - don’t study linguistics if you don’t like studying! It’s a very academic route, it’s not just a reading club. That being said, it can also be incredibly invigorating to be in a class with only 6 people (as most linguistics classes of upper level tend to be small) arguing about that one part of a sentence you’re analyzing from a language none of you speak. You feel like you’re discovering something. You feel excited.

Or maybe that’s just me, cos I’m a nerd. 

Anyway, if other linguistics majors have something to add, pls reblog!! 

NCT Reaction(older members) - “You play with the lie shock detector(on a gather together with other NCT members) and they find out you are a pervert

Note: The anon did not specify which members she wanted the reaction for, so I choose the older members because I wanted to do it naughtily again (that’s how all this started and I can’t change it sorry :D) Have fun reading! xoxoxo

Taeil: He gets taken aback when you just answer you are not a pervert, but instead you get a literal shock which makes you scream out loud! “Oh gosh, I wish I could knew that earlier, cause you know…hm hmm” he clears his throat, realizing he’s been thinking out loud about the whole situation and his members stare at him instead of you, because he just assumed he liked perverted girls??

Hansol: He looks at you in disbelief “Eiiiii, I know these things can lie too!” but he still can’t get off his mind the fact you presumably might be an actual pervert. “So tell me more about it? Do you have any specific thing you’d like to try with me? I’m all ears and…body for you!” 

Johnny: Does this thing says the truth? Oh my god! Are you really a perv..girl?” He’s a bit surprised by the fact you answered confidently “no” but then you screamed like someone beat you when you got shocked. In a matter of distraction he approaches you and says “To tell you the truth, I am bit perv too…should I tell you more about it?” 

Taeyong:  “It’s okay girl, that thing only prickles a bit, you are not a pervert for sure!” but be prepared to be teased a lot later when he’ll throw you sexy glances and hints about it. He loves playing with your heart and make you embarrassed of this situation…

Yuta: No one can stop his laughing, the whole situation is just too funny. He thinks “When did a shy girl like her become pervert? This machine is lying for sure…” but then he remembers the well famous quote “Never judge a book by its cover!” and starts to visualize you in ways…you better not imagine!

Kun: He’s quick to react and change the truth into a lie “I heard her saying yes, guys, you misheard no! She’s obviously not a pervert…” While his plan succeeds in fooling his members, he won’t leave you rest assured “Looks like someone will have to give me an explanation later…and repay me for saving you out of this! You…know…how…” 

Doyoung: “Oh guys, why do you have to ask her this stupid question? It’s not like it’s true…” but well it looks like the lie detector proves it otherwise. He can’t defend you anymore, now he is troubled because everyone will joke about how “not innocent” you both are (he’s been talking often about 18+ movies too) - stop trying making it so obvious!

Ten: He gets worried because you just got exposed in front of his members…and who is going to be teased later it’s actually him, not you! He did well lying, how could you get caught like that? Now he wonders what kind of pervert you are, because he’s never seen that side of you before…but he’s eager to find it later!

Jaehyun: When you answer “no” at the question “Are you a pervert?” followed by out an “auch!” reaction, he immediately bites on his lip, murmuring: “I knew it!” His teasing won’t stop, when other members will get distracted with their own truth-time game, he’ll approach you and whisper ”I’d like to know more about your pervert mind. My place or your place? Guess it’ll have to be yours since mine is always pretty crowded!

WinWin: Deep inside he feels shy, because he found out for the first time in his life he’s been around a pervert girl, but he fakes it and says he did not understand what kind of question did you answer. He’s going to fool everyone, except you, because licking his lips every time he locks his gaze with yours is one clear sign - he understood everything about it!

okay, so here’s the deal: starting july 5th  ( next wednesday ), i’m probably going to be very mia from tumblr completely for a little bit. my mom is having surgery and that means that it pretty much falls to me to take care of her until she recovers as well as cooking and cleaning and shit like that.

i’m gonna be dropping a ton of stuff into my queue from relevant posts to replies and memes and i might check in every now and again if i have energy/time, but for the most part i’ll be very quiet ooc here, but in the meantime you can still very easily catch me on d.iscord  ( sleepindarkness#0109 )  if you’d like to plot, chat, or rp.