i'll not do it in the right order

anonymous asked:

PT1: I was a Harrie, I knew he wasn't a het & supported him because he took pride in who he was under the circumstances. However I HATED Louis. Couldn't stand him for just one reason, the fact that he was a homophoeb. I was never fully in the fandom, just kept tabs inn harry and with that you'd see the headlines of Louis. How he broke of a friendship because of gay rumors etc. nonetheless, funnily enough instead of meeting Harry I met Louis and I think I'll hate myself for what I said for the+

Pt2: Rest of my life… I was w my friends celebrating a bachelorette party in Vegas. In this high end club, as you have it Louis was there as well, & I was mad. He was there with his boys nursing drinks and dancing a little. I didn’t watch him the whole night because quiet frankly I was pissed (not to mention my friend was marrying her girlfriend) I went to the bar to order some more drinks & he did as well. He was right beside me & he smiled and asked how I was doing. I snorted right to+

To his face & said something along the lines of “horribly now that a homophobe is talking to me.” And let me tell you, his face literally broke, and my heart did as well , he stuttered and looked at me in shock. Instead of apologizing I said “I love your bandmate for making me feel accepted, you just let me feel isolated and bluntly said wrong.” . He was still so sad and just smiled and said ‘I’m sorry.“ & left. His drinks forgotten until Oli got them. Oli did stare at me and then sighed & +

Pt3: Said ‘don’t believe everything you read,’ . It sat wrong with me for the longest time until I started googling about louis Tomlinson instead of Harry and goddamn it, I had no clue he was forced in the closet, that he was stripped away from his very vibrant rainbow colors & if there’s a way i'all sell my soul to apologize. He deserves all the love and the fact that some think of him as I did breaks me. I’m now a Louie Harrie Larry yet I’ve got the softest side for Louis.  

newsies characters as john mulaney quotes
  • Jack: i guess someone said like something something police. and in a brilliant moment of word association i yelled “fuck da police!” and everyone else joined in. a hundred drunk white children yelling fuck da police
  • Crutchie: hey you could pour soup in my lap and i'll probably apologize to you
  • Davey: i put on a sweater and a pair of corduroy pants and i felt safe
  • Katherine: you know how you lie to your parents?
  • Pulitzer: he ordered one black coffee for himself and kept driving
  • Finch: everyone get out of my way! I just want to sit here and feed my birds
  • Albert: it is 100% easier not to do things than to do them
  • Buttons: you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair
  • Spot: i'll keep all my emotions right here and then one day i'll die
  • Elmer: i don't want to be doing what i'm doing either
  • Romeo: i am very small, and i have no money. so you can imagine the kind of stress that i am under
  • Henry: 🎵and life is a fucking nightmare🎵
  • Specs: woah, that tall child looks terrible!
  • Race: hi, i'm very gay and would like a few dollars
  • Hannah: hello? hush!
An Inside look into BTS's Fandom...
  • Army: I'm the biggest BTS fan EVER!
  • Jin stans: *sipping on their tea* We told them to stop sleeping on Jin but noooooooooo
  • Army: I just want BTS to rest and eat healthy...
  • Taehyung stans: Louis Vuitton? This is a GUCCI household boii! Friends and families that wears GUCCI, stay GUCCI.
  • Army: OMG the boys haven't posted anything in 0.3 seconds, I'm dying! Like what are they doing?
  • Jimin stans: I want my mochi to rest and have a nice small tummy. I'll like to hear someone say that Jimin is ugly and needs to lose weight, I won't hesitate to kill a bitch. Fucks with me.
  • Army: *sleeps pass a live BTS vlive* SON OF A BITC-
  • Jhope stans: I wanna hear Hobi's mixtape...that's all I care about.
  • Army: Yes, I'm an army. Yes, I stan the world's greatest boy band of all times. You mad bro?
  • Jungkook stans: * any action that their bias does* THAT'S MY SON RIGHT HERE, MY CHILD! WHAT CAN YOUR KID DO? EXXAAACCTTTLLLYYYY!!!!!
  • Army: *types on google* How to be anything/anyone in order to have BTS notice me.
  • Yoongi stans: Wake me up when BTS's comeback is here.
  • Army: Fanwars are so stupid and immatur- WTF did EXO-L say about BTS?
  • Namjoon stans: What a man. What a leader. So wise. Thank you, for everything...daddy.
  • Army: *BTS tells Army to rest and stay healthy* NO, YOU GET SOME REST AND STAY HEALTHY!!!!
If (Modern) Jamie and Claire could text: Target Tampon Run Edition (for @anoutlandishidea)
  • Jamie: have a question
  • Claire: have an answer
  • Claire: probably
  • Jamie: ye always do
  • Jamie: what are yr thoughts on menstrual cups?
  • Claire: P(T*&T(^R*&#TRP*&#TGPR:IWEHFVFOC*&I
  • Claire: PIWUEGWOEUBGWIUEBGPWEGB
  • Claire: _DYING_
  • Jamie: it's a simple question ssnch
  • Jamie: for or against?
  • Jamie: waiting...
  • Claire: sry
  • Claire: i'm laugh n so hard cant tpe
  • Jamie : i have full faith in ye
  • Claire: okay okay
  • Claire: um...well...
  • Claire: What is...'never used one but they seem practical enough?'
  • Claire: I guess?
  • Jamie: good, i agree, thanks MND,
  • Jamie: see ye in a bit
  • Claire: WAIT WAIT WAIT, I THINK THE FUCK *NOT*!
  • Jamie: huh? i AM going to be home shortly
  • Claire: oh, come ON
  • Claire: you can't just drop a menstrual bomb and then saunter off without another word!
  • Jamie: I'm in the Target, lots to buy
  • Claire: WHY IN THE WORLD DID YOU URGENTLY NEED MY INPUT ON FEMININE PRODUCTS???
  • Jamie: well ye start your courses tomorrow, aye?
  • CLaire: (I shouldn't be surprised but damn me, it gets me every time)
  • Claire: IF YOU SAY IT, IT MUST BE TRUE
  • Jamie: aye
  • Jamie: 10:47 am. Be ready
  • Claire: JHRCCCCC, like a weatherman
  • Jamie: but anyhow, we'll be leaving for Auntie Jocasta's camper Gathering-stravanza in the morning
  • Jamie: and as it'll be Monday before we return
  • Jamie: it seemed wise to stock up
  • Claire: you are absurd
  • Claire: and a very useful man to have around
  • Claire: thank you, darling
  • Claire: ...but wait, what's the cup business?
  • Jamie: WELL, YE SEE
  • Claire: oh lord
  • Jamie: since Brianna AND Lizzie AND Marsali have all been in the house these last few days
  • Jamie: i'm expecting somewhat of a collective epidemic
  • Jamie: so, I thought it best to be prepared for an outbreak, since we'll be out in the mountains
  • Claire: supremely practical
  • Jamie: but tampons are j(*(&^(*^%(&^$(&(*_)*ing expensive
  • Jamie: and buying enough for four grown women was just more than i could bear
  • Jamie: and so the wee cup seemed an ingenious solution.
  • Jamie: so i've got four in the cart
  • Jamie: all set
  • Claire: CACCCCKKKKLLLLLLLLINNNNNGGGGGG
  • Jamie: ?
  • Jamie: Why?
  • Jamie: makes sense, aye?
  • Claire: wel
  • Claire: YES
  • Jamie: so....?
  • Claire: I will pay GOOD MONEY
  • Claire: for the pleasure of watching you explaining to YOUR DAUGHTERS why EXACTLY you were thinking about their menstrual health economies
  • Claire: I will pay DOUBLE to see you actually explain the FUNCTION
  • Claire: poor lizzie probably would FAINT from shock
  • Jamie: they're smart lasses, they dinna need an explanation. I"ll just leave them out for them
  • Claire: [o4htnpqeubrg[q9834htbpqieybgriaeurj
  • Jamie: SSNCH YE MUST STOP THAT
  • Claire: YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE THEM ABOUT
  • Claire: AS LITTLE UNEXPLAINED GIFTS??
  • Claire: LIKE FATHER CHRISTMAS???
  • Claire: FATHER...LADY BUSINESS??
  • Jamie: ye're laughing now
  • Claire: YOU BET YOUR SWEET GINGER ARSE I AMMMM
  • Jamie: but i'll be keeping a ledger of the savings over time
  • Claire: No no no non orijgnpqeirg
  • Claire: IT IS TOOOOO MUCHHHHHH
  • Jamie: and we'll just see, wont we?
  • Claire: JAMIE
  • Claire: JAMIE YOU'RE DESTROYING ME
  • Jamie: oh,wait...
  • Claire: I CANNNAAAAAAAA
  • Jamie: son of a BANNOCK
  • Claire: what?
  • Jamie: I canna get these
  • Claire: WHAT??
  • Claire: NO!! YOU CAn'T BACK OUT NOW!!!
  • Claire: THE COST SAVINGS, JAMIE!!!! THE SAVINGSS!!!!
  • Claire: (honestly dying over here)(screenshotting this to everyone i know)
  • Jamie: because I've just looked at the product name and it's called
  • Jamie: ughjjih it just makes me want to gag
  • Claire: what?
  • Claire: Pussy Pot?
  • Claire: Blood Bucket?
  • Jamie: dinna be crass
  • Claire: oh, so you're grossed out because it uses anatomical terms??
  • Claire: Jamie, 'VAGINA' is a perfectly natural
  • Jamie: HUSH
  • Jamie: I'm fashed because it's called a
  • Jamie: 'Diva Cup'
  • Claire: ....so?
  • Jamie: SO??
  • Jamie: that's the most patronizing garbage of a name i've ever heard!
  • Jamie: why does a practical contraption for managing a woman's courses need to be loaded wi' the implication of being SASSY and OVERBEARING and such?
  • Jamie: it's most often used in a sexist, disparaging context to criticize strong women
  • Jamie: and so to put it on a useful product such as this is just
  • Jamie: eirjngpqirbg
  • Jamie: it's revolting
  • Claire: I ....
  • Claire: have never loved you more than I do right now.
  • Claire: How about we order a generic brand on Amazon?
  • Jamie: they have other brands?
  • Claire: yep!
  • Claire: whole selection of NONPATRONIZING VAGINA VASES
  • Jamie: see, I kent you were a practical woman, too, ssnch
  • Jamie: I'll start the spreadsheet when i get home
  • Claire: i don't doubt you will
I'll sacrifice for you

Read it on Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10396728/chapters/22957917

Written by: boozombie http://archiveofourown.org/users/Boozombie/pseuds/Boozombie

Story status: completed

Words: 29,240


The Golra ships hallway was long, confusing, and unbearably dark. Do Golra have night vision or something? They must in order to navigate these dark halls.

            My bayard was balanced on my forearm as I checked yet another corner. Our source had to be right, Shiro had to be on this ship somewhere.

           What else could they be taking to the center of the central fleet could be so important to demand this many guards and heavy security.

“I don’t like this” hunk whispered honestly through the comm. probably pacing from where he had been left to guard our exit.

“This is a simply search and extraction Hunk” Pidge told him calmly from where she was hacking the ship, most likely the control center where I had left her. “We use to do this in the training deck back at the garrison all the time”

“Ya and Lance usually got us killed in those exercises” hunk rambled “oh god I’m gonna puke” hunk whispered more to himself.

“Look Allura knows what she is doing if she thinks I’m better as the distraction and Lance should be the one to get Shiro then we have to trust her judgement” Keith hissed acting mature once again. I gritted my teeth in an effort to remain quite and not blow the fact that I had remained unnoticed.

“Lance is an excellent sharpshooter and can be more stealthy than he seems” Allura raged from the castle probably coving Keith’s ass as he was the only lion fighting at the moment. I couldn’t help grinning at her praise “… probably the blue paladin before was at least and is a key factor in the blue lions personality” so she didn’t trust me. Great.

“Look guys as much as I love hearing you talk im trying to work here!” I hissed a little offended. I knew I was the weakest link in the team, they didn’t have to remind me.

          Everyone here was amazing. Pidge was a basic genius and could hack and figure out anything given the chance, hunk was brilliant with any kind of ship despite his motion sickness plus he was the unofficial chef, Allura is a badass princess that could probably take all four of us in a fight, smart pretty, powerful, not to mention brave, and then there was Keith, my first crush but soon as I realized how far above me he was I began to resent him and his pretty face. Keith basically belonged here in space he was a leader in training and had every ounce of talent I lacked myself.

Myself in comparison to the rest of the team was pretty much nothing. I know I have good points and after two years in space I myself could see them. But how do you show off how charming and diplomatic you are when all there is, is war?

So for now I’m sneaking. No one knew except Keith but ever since Shiro disappeared I had began to train more. Keith and me had spent hours in the invisible maze, fighting the gladiator, protecting each other in the shooting range. He helped me with my hand to hand combat and I even helped him with his shooting.

My crush on him didn’t help in close moments when we were locked in combat and it took everything in me not to flush as the way his chest heaved and he smiled at me, complemented my improvements.

Shaking my head I returned to the situation. Soon we would have Shiro back and everything would be back to normal.

“Lance I’ve located the prison on the grid just take two lefts and straight” Pidge told me calmly. I nodded my head and began making my first left.

Two lefts “guys something’s wrong, something’s kicking me out of the system” Pidge yelled suddenly panicked. I hesitated for a moment but continued, if we’ve been caught it doesn’t matter I’m too close to fail.

“Pidge what’s happening?!” Allure yelled concern in her voice. 

And straight… “THIS IS A TRAP” Pidge screamed. A metal wall suddenly blocked the passage behind me, I couldn’t get back the way I had come. “Lance get back here now!”

“Pidge I’ve been blocked in I can’t” I snapped feeling frustrated and angry at myself for not stopping when I had the chance “I’m just gonna have to go the only way I can”

“The system is complexly locked or else I could do something” Pidge sounded frantic. 

“Just get back to hunk I’ll find a way out” I told her not wanting her to stay where they knew she was.

“She isn’t gonna leave you Lance” Keith yelled and I sighed as hunk and Pidge agreed adamantly.

“It’s not leaving me it’s just retreating to a safe place to wait for me!” I growled starting my trip down the dark hallway once again “now go Pidge!”

“Fine but we aren’t leaving until you get back to the yellow lion” I could almost pictures her annoyed face, pitched in the way it does when something doesn’t go her way.

“I’ll be there soon!” I grinned as I shot at three guards that came running at me from down the hall.

Everyone became background noise as I concentrated on not getting cornered. Something was squeezing my heart and I just knew I had to get back as quickly as I could.

“Lance I’m back in the yellow lion” Pidge told me over the comm. I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately bit back a scream as I was hit right in the shoulder.

“Hurry back Lance!” Keith yelled worry evident in his voice. I slide across the floor my back slamming against the wall as I turned for cover immediately.

“I’m trying dude!” I yelled. the guards were getting hard to handle, I could duck and dodge down these twisting hallways forever and I only ever came back to the same hallway. I had no way to go. Shit well just great, I guess down the trap hallway I go.

The Golra seemed to thin out and if that didn’t just scream trap I don’t know what else did. The hallway opened up to a large room that looked as if it had been a lounge before the thirty or so Golra had rearranged all the furniture to circle the entrance of the room guns and swords ready.

“Guys I might be late for dinner” I tried to joke as everyone started yelling at me to explain. I didn’t have time. The Golra came at me shooting and swinging, I had to defend.

Kicking the first Golra to reach me he flew back knocking down three behind him, I turned and blocked a sword coming straight at my head with my shield, before he could pull away I punched my bayard into his open stomach and fired. One down 29 to go.

I was suddenly grabbed in my wounded shoulder and I couldn’t help crying out as I was thrown to the other side of the room. Great now I could get some space.

“LANCE! Buddy I’m coming to help you right now!” Hunk yelled and I could hear pidge agreeing in the back ground

I went with the momentum of my body rolling and managed to catch my feet, jumping up to face my enemies “NO!” I yelled into the comm. my breath harsh and tired “dude I’m surrounded but at least thirty you aren’t going to change anything” my voice may have been a little too resigned.

No one talked for a long moment before allura suddenly asked “you have no escape do you?” Her voice shook.

I punched one of the soldiers that came running at me before shield bashing another “ya” I whispered trying to keep my voice light “I’m sorry guys” I shot at three behind me, only landing one non-fatal hit “I wish I was better, I know I’m a shit paladin and I’m replaceable but thank you for flying with me” I was shot in my leg and I bit back a scream and remained standing no matter how much it hurt.

“Lance stop talking like your about to die!” Kieth yelled, for now ignoring the realization that Lance didn’t think he was as good as the rest “were coming to get you!”

I was encircled again my breathing harsh and uneven my back against a wall. There was wounds all over me and I could barely stand.

“Alright men step back” a dark voice purred the twenty Golra soldiers stepped back to let a large figure through. My blurring vision cleared as I focused on him.

He was Golra alright but looked to be a little of something else. His skin was a lavender color while he had long white hair cascading down his shoulders, the hair was held back by small braids on each side of his head showing off his sharp face, pointed ears, and glowing yellow eyes. His face had two vertical scar like marking over his eyes that seemed to glow a blood red color. He wore a typical soldiers uniform but seemed to be different some how, more fancy as if he had just a bit more command.

I chuckled “come to finish up now that I’ve been cornered? Oh how scary you must be” I didn’t know who this guy was but I was gonna let this guy intimidate me.

“The Golra ships are too thick I can’t get it!” Kieth yelled over the comm. as hunk yelled about soldiers now flooding there way in.

The Golra in front of my smirked “oh little paladin your wit is amazing but it’s time for you to say your goodbyes”

“Lance what’s happening!? Please answer us”
I pushed myself from the wall I was supporting myself with and ran at the Golra. This time this fight was one on one.

“Hunk” I yelled slashing at the Golra with my shield trying to knock him off balance, before firing my bayard he only laughed as he dodged easily “get Pidge out of here” I yelled

I was met with a chorus of defiance from everyone and I ground my teeth “hunk remember back at the garrison” I kicked at him hoping to knock him off balance but only successful in knocking myself back I went with the sliding motion as I fired “when we all failed that lost cause simulation? One of the team get captured and you were suppose to leave them behind for the good of the team” I jumped up and ran in a large circle trying to create some distance. “Buddy we all died in that simulator. I can’t go on living if I know you died for me, please take pidge and FUCKING GO!” A sword slashed into my side and I screamed.

“Lance no way in hell am I leaving y-HUNK PUT ME DOWN!” I smiled knowing hunk was doing exactly what I told him. We had made a promise after all.

“Pidge hunk you guys are like family to me I’m sorry I was only ever annoying and useless” there was no way out I was simply trying to say my goodbyes and the Golra in front of me had no problems with toying with me until I finished “you two are geniuses and I’m so damn happy this was me and not one of you” everyone tried to say something but I was blocking them out until I was done.

“Allura you are like a big sister to me, I’m sorry I’m not as good as the last blue paladin” she tried to protest but I kept going “coran thank you for being the one to listen to me whenever I got homesick, you always cheered me up”

I was thrown to the ground my helmet flying off I reached for it desperately, tears in the corner of my eyes at the thought of Keith never getting to hear my last goodbye. I turned to the strange Golra, my eyes swirling full of emotion as I glared at him from the ground.

He stalled for a second briefly and suddenly a large smile graced his face. I was picked up by my neck and shoved against the wall. I struggled pointlessly but everything hurt and I was basically useless.

“Who knew paladins could be so pretty” he whispered in my ear and my body froze. Was that a hand feeling me up?! “Do all humans have such deep beautiful eyes?” I stuttered not quite understanding what was happening. wasn’t he going to kill me two ticks ago?

“Get off me you bastard!” I screamed and suddenly my world lurched to the side and my face stung. Did he just quiznacking slap me?

He smiled as my shocked look and locked a tear I didn’t realize had fallen down my cheek. “Bring me his helmet” he suddenly yelled.

The helmet was suddenly placed in his hand and held close to me. I could hear my team shouting for me. “Finish blue paladin, say goodbye to the life you knew” he smirked at me and silenced the screaming over the comm. with just a few words “paladins of voltron and my dear princess allura my name is lotor and I am heir to the Golra empire. I have decided to keep the blue paladin so please listen to his final words to you all.”

It was deathly quite and I wheezed out as he dropped me and the helmet. I landed on my knees and I grabbed at the helmet and held it like my last lifeline. “Go on pretty”

I refused to cry anymore so I began “allura move the castle and get out of here! Please do this for me, right now there is no way I’m getting out of this so please, please just run”

“Lance” allura cried and I thought I heard a sob. Yes she would cry but I knew they would find someone better to pilot blue. “I think of you all as my family, thank you for that guys”

After a silent moment I took a breath “Keith” I whispered knowing this one was going to hurt me.

“Ya dude I’m here” did his voice just crack?

“Back the garrison the very first time I was you I thought you were the most beautiful damn boy I every saw, I tried to flirt with you but you always thought I was picking on you and then I hated you for always being better than me but I’ve realized in this time being with you as a paladin that Keith” I looking up around me and lotor seemed to be mixed between victory and fury “Keith I’m in love with you” with that my head was grabbed by my hair and someone punched me hard, the last thing I saw was lotor’s smiling face as I past out.

Spotify (complete)  |  Playmoss


A fanmix for Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie. All a capella (except for the intro) because that’s what Breq would want, right? 

I absolutely cannot find a version of “James Bird” anywhere else, so that one is only on Spotify.


Intro: The Recruited Collier / Kate Rusby
What’s the matter with you, my lass, and where’s your dashing Jimmy?
The soldier lads have picked him up, and now he’s gone far from me

I Once Lived in Service / The Witches of Elswick
I carried her dishes when the lady would dine,
and after I took them away, oh

James Bird / Chicken on a Raft
I’ll stand by you, gallant captain!

Leave Her Johnny / The Foc'sle Singers
beware these packet ships, I say

Wanting Memories / Sweet Honey in the Rock
I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me,
to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes

Barrett’s Privateers / Poor Angus
I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett’s privateers

Lonesome Valley / The Fairfield Four
you got to go to the lonesome valley, you got to go there by yourself

Hit Like an Atom Bomb / Chanticleer
set your house in order, cause he may be coming soon,
and he’ll hit like an atom bomb

Sailor’s Prayer / Gordon Bok
though my sails be torn and ragged, and my mast be turned about,
I shall not take my rest until we reach another shore

Let's have A Few Drinks shall we?
  • <p> <b>AFD!Pyrrha, opening the door to the JNPR apartment with some groceries in hand:</b> I'm home Jaune!!<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, curled up in a ball on the couch, mumbling:</b> Hi...<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, walking over to the dining room's table, setting down the bags:</b> You doing okay love?<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, shifts a little bit:</b> Mhmm...<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, walking over and sits beside Jaune, placing her hand on his shoulder:</b> Jaune...<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, pulling his hoodie up over his face:</b> I don't des-<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, tightening her grip on his shoulder and holds up a finger:</b> So help me Jaune. Don't you start.<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, pulling his hoodie down to reveal a pained and grumblimg face, and taps his nose:</b> You, are my big, strong man. Do you hear me?<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, looks away and mumbles:</b> Mmm...<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, smiles and pats his head:</b> Just relax love, I'll make you something to eat. Okay?<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, with a weak smile:</b> You mean order something right?<p/><b>AFD!Pyrrha, stepping up with her hands on her hips:</b> My cooking is not THAT bad! But...fine, I'll order some chinese food. Sound good?<p/><b>AFD!Jaune, nods and goes back into hiding in his hoodie:</b> Yes.<p/></p>
  • Widowmaker: Welcome back, Doomfist, you've been in prison a long time but I'm pleased to report that Tekhartha Mondatta is dead, just as you ordered.
  • Akande: Perfection. And Volskaya?
  • Reaper: well... see.... there was a bit of an..... issue on that... particular mission....
  • Akande: You have got to be kidding me. Get me my gauntlet, I'll do it myself. You two got it back from the museum, right?
Diabolik Lovers Lost Eden: Mukami Azusa (Dark 02)

Yui: fuwaa….

(We’ve been cleaning up the garden for over an hour but, it doesn’t look like it’s going to end at all)

(As I thought maybe it has nothing to do with my abilities…)

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Are you gonna draw more shizaya? I need more of your art, love it!

Of course, absolutely. I may ship a whole bunch of stuff but shizaya is in my blog description for a reason.

6

the gang’s here! seeing as I’m doing a clean install of the game, I decided to get my characters’ presets in order. so why not take some cute pics, right? (shh I know the Bran one isn’t new). in order:

Evangeline, Brandon; Kieran, Sal; Rafael, Tabitha

Mark and Sons: Episode 2 ~Pineapple Pizza~
  • Ethan: Ahhh Saahhh Dude
  • Mark: Sahhh dude.
  • Tyler: Sup.
  • *Mark and Ethan both look at Tyler*
  • Ethan: Please leave.
  • Mark: You moron.
  • Tyler: I'll order Pizza.
  • Mark: Yes.
  • Ethan: Yah.
  • Tyler: Ok I'm calling.
  • Ethan: Can you get Pineapple?
  • Mark: No.
  • Tyler: Half and Half.
  • Mark: No! No! Do not put that sweet fruit, on my savory pizza!
  • Tyler: *looking at Ethan*
  • Ethan: *looks back* Do it.
  • Tyler: Alright.
  • Mark: Hmph. *groans then sits down*
  • Tyler: *calls pizza place*
  • *Call has ended. All three are sitting on the couch*
  • Mark: *arms crossed, in the middle of couch*
  • Tyler: *watching TV, on the left*
  • Ethan: *looking for questions to answer on Tumblr, on the right*
  • Ethan and Tyler: *both look at each other* *giggles*
  • Mark: Stoooooppp *sighs*
  • *Pizza gets here*
  • *They all take a slice*
  • *Ethan and Tyler look at each other once again*
  • *They High Five each other, over Marks head*
  • Ethan: Sah Dude.
  • Tyler: *looks down at slice* Sahhhh dudeee.
  • Me: I'd like to schedule more appointments next week and the week after with the infusion clinic.
  • Staff Member: Your order is as needed, why are you scheduling so early?
  • Me: I don't want appointments to fill up.
  • Staff Member: That doesn't really happen, we're pretty open. When do you want to come in?
  • Me: Monday and Friday afternoons would be great.
  • Staff Member: Oh, it looks like those are full already... I'll have to see if we can get you in late.
  • Me: .....
Perks of Dating an ENFJ
  • Always ready to see you
  • Wants to do all of the nice things for you
  • Asks you questions to pick up on your quirks to be even sweeter to you
  • Will pick out your outfits and dress you themselves if you’re not very good at it (@intps)
  • Gets really Mama Bear protective of you, if someone starts fucking with you
  • Will handle all social interactions for you, and make you look great, even if you’re not very good at being social
  • Has already packed your lunch for you
  • Remembered to bring everything that you forgot because they knew you would need it
  • Will listen to you talk about your problems for however long you need to, in order for it to be helpful
  • Doesn’t care what the two of you are doing, as long as you’re happy
  • Knows what you’re going to say before you say it, and answers you before you get your words out
  • Subtly gathers information about what things you like (drinks, food, activities, clothing) and gets them for you, without saying anything about it
  • Probably plans on paying for you, if you go out together
  • Probably wants you to get sick, so they can take care of you
  • Is going to try to take care of you, regardless
  • Let them
  • It makes them happy, too
  • Gives calm, useful advice for any of your problems
  • Really likes to know that the things they do for you are appreciated, don’t forget to show them that they are!
  • Soft on the outside, but tough on the inside

anonymous asked:

(Wolverine fic) Every so often, R feels dehumanized. R is the oldest person alive. No one understands them. R vents this to Alex, because R knows it'll break Kara's heart. "You've lived this long, it can only get better from here, right?" "No Alex. I've only lived this long because I can't kill myself. Sometimes, I just want to die. Immortality is not a blessing. It's a curse." "Y/N..." "It's a curse I'll have for the rest of my life, which is forever." "You can't possibly mean that." "I do."

Originally posted by danasoupchef

“Well, think about it this way; you’ve lived this long, it can only get better from here, right?” Alex offered.  She reached across the beaten up bar-table and put a hand on top of yours.

“No, Alex.  I’ve only lived this long because I can’t kill myself,” you admitted.  Your words were strung together with the slurring of their first and last syllables.  You freed your hand from Alex’s in order to finish off the beer in your pint glass.  “Sometimes, I just wish I could die, you know?  Immortality isn’t a blessing, it’s a curse.”

“Y/N…”

“It’s a curse I’ll have for the rest of my life, which is forever,” you sighed.

“You can’t possibly mean that.”

“I do.  Trust me, I do.”

“Alright, I think we better call it a night.  Come on,” Alex stood up from the booth, slapped 40 bucks onto the table, and took you by the arm.  

Every now and then some new hotshot will join the LSPD and come after the FAHC. These rookies and transfers who think they have some shiny new angle to crack the whole case wide open, think they alone can bring down the whole syndicate and earn the respect and awe of their peers. There is a prevailing theory that one crew member could be singled out and turned on the others, and with greed and ambition driving each inspired newbie to work in secret the seasoned veterans of the force have no chance to rebuff their erroneous assumptions.

For their part, the members of the FAHC regard these endeavours with a mix of condescending amusement and dismissive scorn. They have varying levels of tolerance, and while the whole crew has had some exposure they are by no means equally subjected to the various attempts to divide and conquer.

Not even the newest of rookies is stupid enough to go after Geoff, interesting enough for Jack to allow near her, or halfway brave enough to approach Ryan. Ryan of all people tends to take great offence at this, complaining loudly and at length about the implication that he isn’t worth saving and the injustice in failing to even consider that he could be a worthwhile informant, that he might be a victim. The fact that these passionate rants often occur over the cooling bodies of problems he has personally dealt with never really slows him down.  

A few wishful thinkers have gone after Michael, a short lived venture if ever there was one. For the most part Mogar lives up to his reputation, short fuse sparking as soon as he works out what’s going on, raging against the utter stupidity of the attempt even as he scares them away. Once, when he was in a particularly peculiar mood, Michael hung around long enough to hear the spiel, deranged smile progressively growing wider across his face until he’d frightened the eager officer into a hasty retreat.  

Something about Ray seems just harmless enough to approach, at least for those unfamiliar with his reputation, his headcount. If he can’t duck away without being caught Ray tends to make direct eye contact then simply zone out, rocking the thousand-yard stare until it grows too uncomfortable and they walk away. For the particularly persistent he will slowly get out his phone, dial a number, state his location then begin to describe the officer before him in great detail, down to the clothes they are wearing and their approximate measurements, which never fails to send them running in fear of an incoming attack.

When Jeremy got his first, and so far only, offer of salvation the crew threw him a party - look at their little boy all grown up - and sent an invitation to the station for the poor baby cop to be the guest of honour. She didn’t even rsvp. Rude.

When it comes to naive officers trying to isolate and flip members of the FAHC Gavin unquestionably receives the majority of attention. It all comes back to variations of the same old assumption - that he is something of a naive rich boy who is in well over his head, running with the wrong crowd in a new country, perhaps to defy his daddy back home, presumably the source of his obvious wealth. Such a boy is arrogant and prideful, sure, but not loyal, at least not once he’s been shown how this crew is just using him, how they will turn on him and let him take the fall. A simple offer of protection and immunity should be enough to have him fold, and from there the trick will be keeping him together long enough to bring the others down.

Gavin likes to cooperate, play it up, stringing along his newest toy by showing the perfect amount of hesitant interest, cocky pride underlined by poorly hidden fear. Patient where the others aren’t Gavin can keep it up for weeks, build a relationship through multiple meetings, gathering borderline bribes and pricey free meals. Watches the excitement build as his would-be saviour grows confident in their success, waiting for the moment they decide its finally time to bring in their superiors. The moment when failure would bring the most humiliation. Gavin always did like to play with his food.

The rest of the crew watches on with amusement but its almost painful, almost too cruel, the way Gavin relishes in the fall. The slow dawn of confused horror when he drops the act, spineless brat fading into smirking predator, the prey of the day left helpless as their dreams of glory crumble in an instant.

MBTI: Calling (Part 2)
  • ISFJ: So...someone else needs to call to order the food since ESTP can't
  • ESTP: Just do it yourself man
  • ISFJ: No
  • INFJ: Don't look at me, I hate people. Talking to them especially.
  • ESTP: Ok, it's up to you, then, ENTP. You're not scared of people right?
  • ENTP: Nah. I'll call, gimme the number.
  • INFJ: *whispers* brave soul
Raw and Honest Marriage Reflection Conversation with M
  • Me: I'm working on myself and would love to hear if you notice anything.
  • M: Am I missing something you're wanting me to notice?
  • Me: No, not that I know offhandedly.
  • M: I feel like I failed a test lol.
  • Me: I have been working on changing how I view things so that my approach could be better. Would be better. A little cognitive behavior therapy on myself. Thoughts become actions and actions become thoughts. So I'm working on both.
  • M: Awesome.
  • Me: For example like at the park when my friend left and I stayed there with Jumping Bean. I? was on edge watching for any man to enter the area but I stayed and played with him the entire time. And than how I responded to the bullies. I pretty much completely ignored them after immediately dismissing them. Normally I would have gotten right back into their face when they got into mine.
  • M: I'm proud for how you handled those girls babe. And you are totally on the right track. You are having a positive outlook more often than not and you aren't letting the little things bother you as much.
  • Me: I want to do better. For myself, our son, and you too.
  • M: And that's the right order to do things.
  • Me: I'll continue to work on it and improve. I have noticed some personal differences in myself but I don't think they are apparent yet.
  • M: Like what?
  • Me: Honestly? I'm not sure if I should say it. I don't want to hurt you. Do you still want to know?
  • M: Well now I have to know.
  • Me: Honestly, I don't feel like I'm walking on eggshells.
  • M: What do you mean by that?
  • Me: I felt like I was constantly getting scolded by you for the smallest infractions. As if I was a small child getting spoken down to.
  • M: Could you give me an example?
  • Me: If I would say something slightly in disagreement with you you would speak down to me until I backed up. Essentially telling me I'm wrong every time I spoke or did something. I realized just how much that conditioning effected me and how much I didn't say or do something because I didn't want to be looked down at nor spoken down to by you. It made me feel like I could never tell you anything. You would even say a comment or give me a look while my friends were over and I would immediately shut down until you left again.
  • M: I had no idea. I love you babe you shouldn't have to feel that way around me. Glad I left then.
  • Me: I love you so much babe. And I always wanted to make you happy and proud but in the process I've given up and lost a lot of myself and never truly realized how much. How ingrained it had become. I like like none of my passions mattered. For a small example was when I shared something a friend had said, and you gave me that look and said something like "Why would they say that? My friends and I never would," in that tone of voice that just made me disappear. A tone of voice that made me feel as if I was a total disappointment to you. When all that I had shared was that several of my new friends found me attractive, my new friends whom you know are open and honest about who they are attracted to while still being extremely respectable and not going near the boundaries.
  • M: I'm sorry my love. Something else for me to work on while I'm here.
  • Me: It's been years upon years of it. I realized that I go dead silent or worse agree with you when you'd say something that I was not okay with at all that anyone else I'd confront them immediately about. It's all things that all of my friends have been telling me for years but I never understood what they truly meant when they told me until a bit after you left for this training.
  • "You're not yourself around him."
  • "You seem different."
  • "Are you okay? Are you sick?"
  • Are some of the things I've been told.
  • M: So then ... Do you want to try to work this out once I get home or ... ?
  • Me: Absolutely yes love. I knew I was more reserved around you than anyone else but it never hit me just how different I had allowed myself to become for you, for our relationship. I love you so much babe and I always have. I don't want to lose you. I didn't want to hurt you at all.
  • M: I'm not hurt and don't worry about hurting me. It's the truth and it needed to be said. And now that I know we can focus on that.
  • Me: I knew it was an issue and had tried to tell you in the past multiple times but it took a few weeks apart to realize how much. Does me ever telling you something along the lines of my throat closing up when I try to tell you soemthing or my voice getting choked up ring a bell?
  • M: Yes.
  • Me: Or me trying to tell you something and looking away and fidgeting while I tried to tell you something bring up any memories? During each and every of those moments you were employing the scolding voice and/or look. So often that even when you were not yet I knew it was only a matter of time. I was being scolded and punished for any and all infrastructures I felt. You would withhold love and affection and give me the silent treatment too for my infrastructures. For hours at a time. You've sent me to bed too, banished me rather.
  • M: Okay, that one I don't really remember, but I get your point. I have been an abusive shit of a boyfriend/husband. And I'll work on it and pay more attention to you and what you need.
  • Me: I don't think you're a shit, not purposefully, but I do think things were getting toxic between us on both sides. I love you so much babe and I don't want to lose you. I do NOT want us to break up. I want to be with you if we can fix our relationship. I desperately want to work this out babe.
  • M: Let's do it then.
  • Me: How do we? How do we find ourselves and each other again? How do we fix this?
  • M: Be yourself and do your thing while I am here doing my thing. We come back together as each other. Possibly get couples counseling when we get to our next location after my training is finished.
  • Me: What if you hate me? You already told me in November if you met me today as I am as the man that you are today you wouldn't be interested in me. It already broke my heart when you told me that.
  • M: I can assure you that I don't hate you. And we are different people now than we were then. The best advice Dad ever gave me was that love changes because people change. You will love differently because you are different. But it's still love. I still love you babe.
  • Me: Still loving me has never been a question but you were acting and essentially said that you didn't like the person I am today. I've been reserved and holding myself in check for you. I can only imagine how much you'd be against the real me.
  • M: I'm sorry that it came across that way. I love you and only you.
  • Me: I've long ago learned that I've never been monogamous with love. It may be five or more years between loving another, but it is there always.
  • M: And we will work with that.
  • Me: Is this something that will destroy you? Destroy us?
  • M: Can't give an answer to that unknown. Honestly. But I want to be with you.
  • Me: I guess it boils down to one of us will have to give something up. Neither of us has control over our hearts. I know it has been a point of tension in our entire relationship. I tried to be mono for you for many years, but about halfway through your our relationship after you returned from deployment I couldn't do it anymore no matter how hard I tried. Since than our relationship has been open since we opened it, but I remained reserved for you, for us. Nobody else was worth my time and effort to get to know other than Kitten while we dated her and when I met and formed a strong connection with Red Stag during which I've developed emotions for him and him for me. I've fallen hard for him.
  • M: We will do better love. I don't want to lose you, nor you lose yourself.

dragons-catching-butterflies  asked:

HEY so I just read your ask about Linda sarsour and I just don't get it? Like gurl Linda is into SHARIA law which is against women and gays and basically all the western rights I assume u enjoy everyday and there you are defending her? Look I think you need to do more research about your opinions like omg I'm sure if I keep scrolling through your tumblr I'll see even more misinformed shit. Get your facts right. Also it's super cowardly how you don't let ppl post anonymously wow u sensitive :)

Sharia law is not a homogenous concept, how do you not KNOW that? It varies from culture and country and is PRIMARILY related to property, estate, divorce and civil issues.

Lots of religions have a “religious law” and you sound like a chain email from the late 90’s, do your own fucking research.

I often have anonymous on in order to be able to connect with victims, but turn it off when I get my inbox smashed with anonymous cowards who want to say shit without accountability. You’re just pissed you couldn’t be one of them.

You’re like months deep into my blog and crawling around to complain, like, get out of my ass and fuck off somewhere else where your lazy ass is wanted.