okay so I’ve been thinking about this (and avoiding tumblr, because discourse gives me anxiety and I just want to be happy)

So because of Shitty’s comments about Jack having a girlfriend and Ransom and Holster always talking about puck bunnies, we all assumed that they did not know, and were being heteronormative bros.

However - if I were friends with Jack Zimmermann, the boy who was famous before he even made it to the NHL, I might have acted the same way. Even if Shitty might have thought that Jack could like boys just like he likes girls, it’s not his place to put that label onto Jack without Jack saying anything to him. Especially since Shitty is known to have people coming out to him all the time. So Jack didn’t tell him, and just because Jack looks at Bitty with soft eyes doesn’t mean that Shitty can decide he might be something other than straight. On top of that, at the kegster, Shitty could have used gender neutral language, sure - that would have been the preferred choice. BUT if he had said “boyfriend” after or instead of girlfriend… Can you imagine what would have happened in a haus full of bros/ kegster attendees??? He could not say something like that in front of a group of people!!! Worst case scenario, someone takes it seriously and he outed Jack without permission. Less worse case - people laugh, go all no homo about it, and make jokes about man’s man Jack Zimmermann having a boyfriend. While Jack Zimmermann’s actual boyfriend - the wonderful Eric Bittle, is standing right there. That would have been Very Bad. (and by people I mean party goers outside of our core SMH group. The boys we know and love would probably not make joke like that… but then again they are college hockey players. Have you met any college jocks lately???).

The same goes for Ransom and Holster. In public (or anywhere someone other than themselves could overhear), I don’t think they would ever talk about Jack liking boys. They know all about the Jack and Parse rumors (they read the fanfiction HELLO), and are most likely all too aware how catastrophic Jack being outed could be to his career, especially before he is ready. So maybe they play up the puck bunny thing in public, just to make sure no one else ever suspects what they suspect. 

So they all suspect something is going on with Jack and Bitty, but they don’t want to assume anything, because that would make them look like even bigger assholes. (What if Bitty is just pining for Jack? What if Bitty has a secret bf that isn’t Jack? What if Jack really is straight as an arrow and him and Bitty are just bros?) The boys + Lardo figure out they are all on the same page after they catch each other sharing looks when Bitty gives some weird excuses to go to his room and skype his “Mama”. They make the bets to try and lighten up the situation, because these are their very best friends they’re talking about and for the first time something as happy as being in love is also downright scary. So they place their bets and they share looks whenever Bitty or Jack do/say something suspicious, and they wait until the day that Bitty and Jack decide to tell them on their own. 

Yankity Spankity

Ok. So. I literally have no excuse for this other than the original post made me laugh so hard and my dear friend @thehexperiment is an enabler and wonderful beta. This is like, the shhitpost-iest thing I’ve ever written, and lordy, was it fun but difficult. It was inspired by a zodiac post about which line from 50 Shades you are, and I thought one sounded very nalu-esq, and then another, and another, and it turned into a challenge, I guess? So all of the following phrases can be found in this… whatever it is lol. 

Post link: http://waterjugs.tumblr.com/post/150060277835/the-signs-as-50-shades-of-grey-quotes

Lucy gets handcuffed to a street meter and let’s be real, it’s only an average day when you’re dating Natsu Dragneel in NYC. Did she mention he was a cop?

Pairing: Nalu, Fairy Tail

Words: 4148

Rating: T

Part: One Shot

Natsu was so dead.

Like, ‘Lucy would have to call Juvia and Levy to help her bury the remains of his stupidly perfect body’ dead.

“Natsu Dragneel!” Lucy screamed, metallic clacks urging on her rage as the handcuff banged around the metal of the street meter. “You get your stupid ass back here or so help me God!” She continued to screech at his retreating back. She watched as he ran faster, and blew her an apologetic kiss as he rounded a corner.

Lucy released a loud noise of anger directed at the sky. A small child looked at her with worried eyes before their mother tugged them along sharply, tapping away on her phone urgently with one hand. Lucy’s love-hate relationship with New York was leaning more into the hate aspect right now.

“Bye.” She muttered to herself, mocking Natsu’s departing squeak. “What the hell do I say to my boss. ‘Hi, sorry my piece is late, my boyfriend gently handcuffed me to a street meter and then said ‘bye’.’” Lucy hissed to herself, tugging futilely on the metal encircling her one wrist. “He’s so not getting laid for a fucking week.”

Lucy toed her bag closer, the large tote tipping on it’s side and spilling her phone onto the sidewalk, along with a tube of lip gloss, several pens, and a dog eared paperback. She bent down with a sigh, trying to kick her contents back into the canvas bag after she had retrieved her phone. She glared dangerously as she noticed a young man with blonde hair eyeing her purse, nodding to herself as she watched him shrug deeper into his grey hoodie and scurry away.

“Levy, I need you to come to the corner of twelfth and twentieth. And bring Gajeel’s spare handcuff key.” Lucy sighed heavier as she heard her friend’s baffled voice turn amused.

“Why? What did Natsu do now?”


“Your boyfriend’s an idiot.” Levy chirped, background noise alerting Lucy to Levy leaving her apartment.

“You don’t know the half of it Lev,” Lucy whined, frowning as she shuffled her bag securely between her ankles, and safely protected from more threatening and broke twenty somethings. “When I woke up from a nap two days ago Natsu had managed to somehow get an orange in my mouth. A whole orange! I still don’t know how.” Lucy groaned under her breath and let her head fall forward to rest on the top of the parking meter she was now leaning on.

“… Was it a small orange?”

“Levy Ashley Mae McGarden you swore to me you would never bring that up!” Lucy banged her forehead on the unyielding metal. Her handcuffed clanked in sympathy.

“I don’t know what you mean, Lucy.” Levy hummed innocently.

“I was drunk off of that contraband vodka Cana brought us.” Lucy defended weakly. “I don’t even remember it.”

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louezem  asked:

Mamihlapinatapei - The look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move. I am loving your firefighter!Peeta / teacher!Katniss drabbles. ;)

I am so sorry, @louezem​. I was trying to get this done in time for your birthday, but that didn’t happen. Hope you don’t mind this being a few days late. :-)

Also, I wrote a canon compliant piece for this word already, you can find it HERE if you’re interested. But it fit so well with the direction the firefighter story was headed I figured what the hey! I can write for the same word twice.

My thanks to @peetabreadgirl for pre-reading and not gloating too much.

Send me a word and I’ll write a drabble

Come On Baby, Light My Fire (Part 6)

Part 1 - Grapholagnia

Part 2 - Neighbors/We Meet Again

Part 3 - Callipygian

Part 4 - Apodyopis

Part 5 - Gymnophoria

Part 6 - Mamihlapinatapei: The look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move.

Field one is like another planet. Extra bleachers have been set up, and although I spot Rue and a large group of her friends as well as a handful of other students and teachers, there are so many more in the full to bursting stands who are complete strangers to me. Unlike at the other fields, the small announcer’s booth is full and in use, music playing through the speakers. There’s a tent set up behind the firefighter’s dugout, selling the calendars and promoting volunteer work at the Twelfth and Oak Soup Kitchen, the charity group that receives the proceeds from the sales this year. As I watch, a woman who’s just purchased a calendar calls out to Mr. July and screams that she loves him. He blows her a kiss through the wire fencing of the dugout while her friends fan themselves.

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Saizo x Shura S Support

Another add-on to a wonderfully written C-A! This was an interesting and complicated one to tackle, and I found it a particularly delicate conversation to feel out at times, but I think it worked out?

S Rank:

Shura: Saizo, come on out, I know you’re there.

Saizo: … What do you need?

Shura: To talk to you, so here I am. Talking to you.

Saizo: Well done, I suppose. What is it that you wanted to talk about?

Shura: Your clan’s future.

Saizo: My future is involved with the Hoshidan Royal Family, my service to Lord Ryoma is-

Shura: Heh.

Saizo: …What?

Shura: You talk to me about uncertainty, and yet you default to what you’ve always done.

Saizo: We’re talking about two different things. I am pledged to his service, and will perform my duties without fail.

Shura: I know, I just find it admirable.

Saizo: I see…

Shura: You must care about your lord then.

Saizo: He could be yours as well.

Shura: Assuming that I’m going to magically return to my dead clan’s name and land, and somehow return it to it’s former glory alone? I suppose he could be.

Saizo: You wouldn’t have to do this alone.

Shura: I appreciate the support but… Saizo, I don’t… I don’t think I can just go back to my old life. Not with everyone gone, not all alone. All it would do is remind me of what I wasn’t able to do.

Saizo: There was nothing you could have done, Shura. You were a child, then. If anything, it’s more important that you survived at all.

Shura: It’s a funny thing about these kinds of events, you know? Even though you know there’s nothing you could’ve done to change them, you can’t really stop feeling like you could have, and you didn’t.

Saizo: …Yes, you’re right. But we can at least try to move on. We can try to look to our future, together.

Shura: Together, huh?

Saizo: …

Shura: I can’t help but feel a rather arrogant ninja around here said something to me about being decisive, and behaving like a leader. If he was only here right now…

Saizo: Erg, fine. Shura, I want to help you. No, more than that… I want to be with you. To spend my life with you. Obviously our positions make a simple life difficult, possibly even impossible, but I’ve grown to care deeply about you.

Shura: Heh, curt and to the point as always, huh?

Saizo: Do you have a problem with that?

Shura: Not even a little. I care about you too. Actually, I wanted to ask if you felt the way I do when I sought you out today. I guess I’m still a bit indecisive as a leader, aren’t I?

Saizo: I may have spoken out of line earlier. I honestly believe you will be a fine leader, and I would be honored to spend my life with you.

Shura: Likewise, Saizo. It’s funny… I always figured I had no reason to ever return home. Knowing that you’re here for me helps. I know there’s always someone here for me.

Saizo: Thank you, Shura. I love you, and I will be here for you as long as I am able.

Shura: I love you too, now let’s finish this war and head home.

Saizo: Of course.

So this is it. My last social media/ YouTube posting day to you until December. I’m leaving in 5 days to join the Navy.
Thank you so much for everything you’ve done! I am so happy presently and I’m so excited to be doing this! I’m gonna miss my family and friends for sure and I’m gonna miss my creative outlets and your content as well! I’ll be posting more periodically throughout today before the weekend starts. See you soon!
Stay determined,
Like a boss!

Ishqbaaz 30/09/16 Reactions


  • What did you just say??!!


  • She deserves a hug and not some Class-One A-hole whose so completely self-obsessed and conceited AF

Originally posted by piccolasognatrice-91


  • I understand what love f you must be going through..having to deal with your conceited and apparently blind brother who can’t see what’s in front of him is the love of his life, yet having to support him in his decision!!


  • I’m not as surprised as I thought I would be that you are one of the voices of reason trying to talk some sense into DUMB SINGH OBEROI, however the “making things about yourself” was taking it a little overboard..and this hi5 is for the dramtic “Annika” in reply to Shivaay’s “Kya kehta hai mera dil?

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs


  • Please talk some sense into Shivaay…you seem highly capable and equipped to handle and look through his “koi farak nahi padta act”

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Wearing the Working Man's Clothes - Chapter 1 - biteinsane - Gravity Falls [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

It is done. Will probably look through it later but if you see any mistakes please tell me. It’s just finally done and I am so sorry for taking so long.

It is over 2000 words if thats anything.


So I’m finally done with my print and its (05:53 AM). Though i have to convert it to CMYK, so not quite done yet. I’m scared that it might take alot of work to change the colors ugh

aaaaand for those of you who saw my wip from earlier today, well you see how the background turned out XD. i just dont have the time haha gotta prepare for today waaaa X8

This is my first ever print (of my own) and it took me about 30 ++ hours to prepare and get done. I learned alot and have tried out several new techniques. Overall i’m really proud haha ^^ 

I hope it sells….*sweats*

tonta-romantica  asked:

okay so I can only choose one and after thinking it through: 35 Tsurugi and The Mother pleeease! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Drabble Meme: #35 – Hold My Hand

{ I am so sorry this took so long but it’s finally done!!! }

     Simply being pulled from the wreckage didn’t make things easier. Old wounds only now coming to light had been left alone for far too long to ever be healed… or so he thought. The worst days of recovery are always the first few. That was said to be for any injury, be it emotional, physical, or mental. Tsurugi had suffered severely from all three.

     Try as she may, Wrath could only be there for her eve as he struggled to find his way in the new world. She didn’t know him as extensively as others, but even with what little information she had The Mother could see how extensive the trauma ran. Just what hell had this child seen? She couldn’t call him a man for he himself did not believe to be one.

     The first night they spent together as newly contracted eve and Servamp had been a long one. Even with Tsurugi badly injured from the collapse of the building and in desperate need of rest he seemed unable to gain any. True to her nature, Wrath had stayed by his side just like she had her previous eve. She would hold his hand and run her own through his hair to calm him. Being careful to avoid any of his injuries, Wrath made certain her touch was as gentle as a dove. She would watch each time those frantic golden orbs would finally begin to calm and close with the beckoning hand of sleep. Her breath be still as she waited to see if this time would be the time he would finally sleep soundly. It would only last for several minutes though.

     Each time was the same. Tsurugi would panic and wake up screaming in agony. Wrath had learned quickly that never once was it because of the physical pain he suffered. The scars he wore on his skin were nothing compared to the ones inside. Wrath understood how they would surface now with Tsurugi finally facing himself. She knew how to combat severe trauma, having lived through the same before with her beloved. Tsurugi was not him though, and although the diagnosis was the same, everyone’s symptoms and suffering was different. All she could do was call his name and hold him close as he’d sob and scream from his nightmares.

     Although they never said anything, Wrath knew the constant noise was a bother to her subclass. Occasionally, Gil and Ray would peak their heads in whenever Tsurugi was having a somewhat coherent tangent. If Tsurugi spoke through one of his fits, whether it was repeatedly begging for forgiveness or revealing some part of his past they would listen in. Wrath had neither the heart nor ability to shoo them out when they only wanted to know what was going on and make sure their big sis was ok. It would take time before they’d warm up to Tsurugi… to be expected. However, Wrath needed to keep her attention on Tsurugi. If he lost his will they’d all be in trouble.

     “You’re ok Tsurugi… Relax and breathe. There is no one here to hurt you or blame you. Trust in yourself… you are very strong,” she would tell him over and over again as he clung to her desperately.

      Eventually, he would fall asleep and the cycle would begin again in due time.

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I AM SO DONE WITH THIS CHILD 😂😂 #taehyung #btsv #bts #kpopfunny #Kpop

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honestly how was harry potter surprised by all his misfortunes after like his second year at hogwarts i mean by his fourth year when the goblet of fire spit out his name how did he not stand up and predict that was going to happen. i definitely would’ve just looked into the camera like i’m in the office and just walked outta there like nope not today i just need a five year nap let mcgonagall compete she’ll win


I saw this lovely comic by Max, and I thought I should add a little something of my own.

They get gold rings, eventually.