im so obsessed with him here

anonymous asked:

i'm not even gonna lie throughout that whole video i half expected them to start making out or some shit. it was probably all the innuendos

some of the looks they gave each other… listen…… they are in l*ve. and honestly? id be lying if i said i didnt pick up on some really heavy vibes throughout this entire video. as it progressed they continually broke more and more barriers not only between us but between each other as well. whether it was phil instinctively unzipping his pants right in front of dan and realizing his mistake to move out of the camera’s view but not dan’s view, or phil making a point to comment on dan’s curls and tell him how obsessed he is with them, or maybe even dan obsessing over the concept of tattooing phil’s penis, they displayed so much affection for each other and so much comfortability in each other’s presence. also dan? sarcastically telling phil that the aqua colors complimented his eyes and looking dead into the camera to mock us but also to mock himself? the equivalent of him basically saying “yes im obsessed with phil and i know you make fun of me for it, heres something classic dan would say” ?thenks dan for my life. but also thenks phil for my life when dan started going on about cole sprouse and phil told dan he wasn’t allowed to embrace cole. the point i’m trying to make is if you told me two years ago that in 2017 id be watching a video of dan and phil constantly making innuendos and offhanded sexual remarks/comments about each other, bitch i wouldve never believed you! its the little details that matter! the subtle things!

nighty knight✨

(Request) Little Fucker

Title: Little Fucker

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Requested by: anons

Hey! Im completely obsessed with your writing atm i was wondering if you do requests at all? If so could i please request a really fluffy fic about cuddling with negan?

Hiii, If you’re still taking requests, could I please request one where the reader is one of Negan’s wives (pref. his fave wife! XD) and she finds out she’s pregnant, but she’s worried about his reaction and she starts avoiding him as best she can until he finally manages to get her alone and make her tell him what’s going on, and it has a fluffy/happy ending? Thank you!!

Warnings: No warnings here, just pure Negan fluff!

Note: I hope the anons who requested this don’t mind that I combined their ideas! I thought the requests were pretty similar so there’s that. Also, I apologize because I feel shitty about this work. But I do hope y’all enjoy some wholesome fluff with our man, Negan. xo

Two lines.

Those two, red lines were enough to send you into an emotional outburst for the first time ever. Having a baby was something you’ve always dreamt about, hell, raising a family of your own had always been on your mind. But that was all in the past when the world was perfect with no dead people walking around. Bringing a baby into this kind of world wasn’t your dream come true nor was it even a nightmare. It was your present, your reality, and it scared you because there was no running away from the truth.

If there was someone who could run away from it, it’d probably be Negan.

Keep reading

VOMIT WARNING (I know some people don’t like that, so just a warning)

Because I’m spiraling into a Voltron writing obsession, here’s another college AU, based loosely on my own experiences ayyyyyy *finger guns*

(Also you should definitely send me some prompts because I want to write more Voltron but don’t know what else to write)


“So I was thinking we could-” Keith started, but was once again, for what must have been the hundredth time today, cut off by Lance.

“-Hey, have you guys seen that video?”

Keith and Hunk groaned in frustration.

Shiro sighed. “You did it again, Lance.”

Keith let out an exasperated sigh. “Lance! You can’t keep-Lance! I’m talking to you. Will you pay attention for like, FIVE minutes? Or even TWO?”

Lance snapped his attention back to Keith. “Hmm?”

Keith clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling in his chest. Lance was completely unable to focus. On ANYTHING. He had been distracted and disruptive all day, bouncing off the walls and going off on tangents that were completely unrelated to what anybody was talking about.

Keith was exhausted just trying to keep up with him. Even Shiro, ever patient Shiro, was growing frustrated with him.

“What’s WITH you today?”

“I…uh…too much coffee, I guess.” Lance said, glancing around uncomfortably before hopping out of his seat and grabbing all his stuff.

“Lance, what’s going o-”

“-I have to go do homework!”

Keith, Shiro and Hunk watched as Lance hurried off.

“What…was that?” Hunk asked. “I mean he’s always been…crazy but not like THIS.”

“Uh…coffee, apparently.” Shiro frowned.

Lance burst into his room, his heart pounding in his chest. He was just annoying everyone, but he couldn’t help it. He tried, he tried SO hard, but he was completely and totally unable to focus.

He had completely forgotten to take his medication this morning, and he didn’t realize it until nearly five PM, and by that time it was too late. If he took it now, he wouldn’t sleep that night, and he needed to sleep.

He knew it was a lost cause, but he was going to try and get some studying done.

Instead of studying, he found himself spinning in his desk chair, staring up at the ceiling to count the tiles.

While he was spinning, some Velcro from one of his projects caught his eye, and before he knew it, he was taping half of it to the wall, and half to his hands.

Keith walked in right as he was about to launch himself off the bed and onto the wall.

“Lance!”

“Yes, roomie?” Lance asked, bouncing up and down on the bed lightly.

“What the hell are you doing? Get down!”

“I wanted to be SpiderMan.”

“You wanted to be spider-get down!” He cried, throwing his hands in the air. “I thought you were studying.”

“I was going to…but then I got sidetracked.” He said, slowly coming to a standstill.

“Okay, this,” Keith said, gesturing from the wall to Lance, “is NOT a good idea. Seriously.”

Lance sighed. “Yeah I guess you’re right - hey have you seen that video?”

Keith pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t…you need to be a bit more specific. What video are you talking about?”

“The…uh…guy who ate weed brownies and thought he was dead. Ooh! There’s this really good show on Netflix. The Flash, have you heard of it?Season one isn’t great, but it gets better. Have you watched it?”

Keith blinked. “No, I haven’t. Lance, are you alright?”

“Peachy. Why?”

“You’re all over the place, man.”

Lance’s face hardened, and he got off the bed and went to sit at his desk. “I told you. I had too much coffee.”

“Um…okay.”

Keith sat on his bed, facing Lance. 

He watched as Lance struggled to calm himself enough to focus. 

He watched as Lance tapped his pencil on the desk incessantly and rolled back and forth in his chair while he stared at his laptop. He must have gotten up fifteen times to go walk to their mini fridge and walk back to his seat.

Then, Lance straightened in his chair and pressed a hand to his stomach. A grimace crossed his face and he stood up.

“Lance? Are you okay?”

“Stomachache.” He bit out, gritting his teeth as he climbed into bed.

Keith frowned. “Are you going to be sick?”

“I don’t…maybe.” He groaned.

“What happened? You were fine literally a minute ago.”

“I’m fine. Leave me alone.” He groaned, curling into himself as tightly as possible.

“Lance-”

“-I’m FINE. This happens a lot. Leave me alone.”

“What do you mean?” He demanded. “Do you need to see a doctor?”

Lance let out a heavy sigh. “I have…nnngh…I have ADHD.”

“That…what does that have to do with your stomach?”

“I forgot to take my meds. This is a side effect.”

“Oh shit.” Keith said, his eyebrows shooting up. “Do you need anything?”

“I just need to…r-ride it out.” He groaned, gripping the blankets and writhing in pain. Sharp, stabbing, cramping pains were shooting across his abdomen in waves.

“Are you sure?”

Lance just groaned in pain, pressing his face into the pillow.

“Okay, I’m calling Shiro.”

“No-”

“-it’s not up for discussion, Lance.” He said firmly.

Lance whimpered in pain, squeezing his eyes shut.

Keith dialed Shiro’s number, keeping his eyes on Lance.

“Hey, Keith.”

“Shiro, we need you over here.”

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s Lance.”

“What happened with Lance?”

“He has a really bad stomachache…he’s writhing in pain in bed and I don’t know what to do.”

“Does he have a fever?”

“I don’t-Lance, do you have a fever?”

“No, idiot. I don’t have a fever.” Lance spat. “I’m not SICK, you don’t need to call Sh-Shiro…I’m f-ngggh.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t have a fever.”

“Give him something for the pain, I’ll be there soon.”

A wave of nausea rolled over him, and he got out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.

Lance slammed the door shut, and leaned over the toilet to empty his stomach. When he emerged from the bathroom, pale and shaky, Shiro was there.

“Are you alright?” He asked, pressing his hand to Lance’s cheek.

Lance batted his hand away. “I’m fine.”

Throwing up almost always brought relief when this happened. He felt mostly better, his stomach still hurt but it was nowhere as bad as before.

“You’re not fine.” Shiro said, shaking his head. Lance groaned, thoroughly irritated at all the attention he was getting.

Keith pursed his lips. “He says it’s a side effect from not taking his medication.”

Shiro frowned. “What? What medication?”

Lance clenched his jaw. “I have ADHD. I forgot to take my medication and that’s why I was so unbearable today.”

“Lance, you weren’t-”

“I annoyed you…I know I was.  I knew when I kept cutting you off.  I know how annoying I get when I don’t take them…I tried really hard to stop…to be normal, but I couldn’t.  I’m sorry.” Lance said, his eyes filling with tears. 

“Look,” Shiro started.  “I’ll admit…I was getting frustrated.”

“Me too, but dude, it wasn’t just that you were annoying.  We knew something was up, you’re not usually this…uh…”

“All over the place.” Shiro supplied. 

“Yeah, that.  You’re not usually all over the place like this.”

“We were just worried.” 

Lance looked at them.  “You were?”

Both Shiro and Keith nodded.  “Yeah.”

Lance sighed.  “I don’t really tell people,..ever.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell us?” Shiro asked. “We’re your friends. Did you think we’d judge you?”

“Well…yeah…kind of.” Lance muttered, bringing his eyes to the floor.

Keith shook his head. “Why would we judge you for that? So what? What…uh…is ADHD?”

Lance rubbed his forehead. “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. I can’t focus, basically. Look, as much as I’d love to continue this…health lesson…I’m exhausted.”

Shiro nodded. “Yeah…thank you though, for telling us. We don’t think any less of you, you know.”

Lance hung his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “I appreciate that, thanks.”

“Get some sleep, feel better.” Shiro said, clapping him on the back. “Call me if you need anything else.”

Keith walked him to the door as Lance got back into bed. “Thanks, Shiro.”

“Anytime.”

Be More Chill - Monster AU

take that title loosely cause they arent all technically monsters

Jeremy: Werewolf - first things first he is a VERY scrawny werewolf even when he is transformed. I know its kind of unfitting but i honestly couldnt think of anything other than just making him human but that would be weird so im just gonna use his furry kink as an explanation for this one folks 

EDIT:. Jeremy is a satyr now 

Michael: Half dragon hybrid - i dont know what to call it but think wings, tail, fangs, and a fire breath exclusively used for lighting joints. hes a music obsessed stoner dragon with anxiety what more do i say

Christine: Angel - you heard it here first folks shes a literal angel. 

Rich: Halfling dwarf - think lord farquaad. thats it. literally his only powers are being short and buff (also if i remember from DnD they can kind of see in the dark but i havent reviewed the handbook in a while)

Jake: Demon - his parents stole money from some important dudes in hell so he’s just chillin while they flee. He’s actually a pretty high class demon so he naturally excels at a lot of things, hence the all of the extracurriculars he does

Brooke: Siren (the mermaid kind not the freaky bird kind) - you know those mermaid movies where they only have tails in the water? think of it like that. she has a beautiful voice (obviously) but shes insecure about it because it can kind of straight up lure people to her (and occasionally kill them)

Chloe: Just a really sexy witch - think hogwarts student but she doesnt need a wand. Lowkey jealous of other people at school because all she can do is cast spells while there are some that can straight up murder people

Jenna: I cant think of anything - i actually cant think of anything feel free to help me out. please EDIT:. Shes a psychic and can see peoples futures/do very basic mind readings! Thats how she knows the dirt on everyone

The SQUIPS: the squips are a species of spirit-like shapeshifters capable of minor possessions that convince you that they can help you get whatever you want before using you, your status or even just straight up taking over your body to get what they need

also this is just extra and unnecessary but Madeline is a succubus and thats why she always manages to have sex with dudes

Tired [Part:4]
  • Pairing: Jerome Valeska/Joker x Reader x Peter Parker/Spiderman.
  • AU included: DC/MARVEL. Possible Suicide Squad.
  • Prompt: You had enough with Jerome as he keeps seducing other girls in front of you so you plan to leave him and go to New York. Where you will find yourself stuck in the web of another bug who will fall in love with you.

Ey~ The author is back from obsessing with a boy named Chase Goehring who almost looks like Cameron Monaghan now that he is all grown up lolol; anyways. IM BACK, I got author’s block so I just added the clown ;). Also I might add the Suicide Squad if you guys don’t mind, just for the fillers of the charaters~ Anyways I hope you guys like it! It’s kind of rushed but I just hope you guys still enjoy reading it. Also to declare my love for Chase, I added his original song here~ Check him out if you want!!! Ps. I’m still trying to practice my transitions XD


PART [1] [2] [3]

So,” Steve Rogers coughed at the silence. “(Y/N), we would provide all your needs and clean your criminal record if you become a trainee of the Avengers just like Mr. Parker here.” He sipped the black coffee while staying eye contact at you, the whole Avengers including Nick Fury are here. Staring intently at you, waiting for your answer. Well except for Clint Barton who is cleaning his arrows and Tony Stark who is playing Mobile Legends on his device. Even though he has a Bluetooth earplug on, you could steal hear the sound waves slipping out.

“If not, we would have to put in you in death sentence for all the crimes you did.” Nick Fury fixed his eye at you while Bruce Banner nodded. “It’s for the safety miss.” Bruce said.

Peter stared at you; you were beside him throughout the session about what they would do to you. Tony Stark found you inside Peter’s bedroom and by force he cuffed your hands up while you gazed back at him with antipathy. He along with Peter brought to you to the Stark Building while Peter stared at you in worry and guilt. He couldn’t feel but blame himself of letting you get caught. If he gave you to the policemen it would be much better since they didn’t really know exactly who you’re than giving you to the Avengers and if you declined their option then you would be dead. He just hoped that you considered the accord

This might be the beginning of the change in your life, you thought. You wouldn’t let this decision to a waste, “Well, sure.” You beamed.

Steve almost spitted his coffee, “That sure?”

“How could we surely know if she won’t back stab us?” Natasha Romanoff banged both of her hands on the table and stood, she stared at the members and Fury for answers and death glared you while you just jerked your shoulders up in reply. Fury breath out heavily in annoyance, “Romanoff sit down. I’ll assign someone to look out for her.”

“And who is this someone?” Wanda Maximoff initiated while Vision bobbed his head at her question.

Bucky Barnes, are you willing to?” Every person in the room stared at the Winter Soldier who was, as well, startled at what Fury said. He nictates then has grasped to the reality, “No.”

Barnes,” Sam Wilson threatened.

“Barnes it is, you will train her tomorrow between six to ten and would be beside her at any cost.” Fury nodded while Barnes mumbled incoherent words as he whined to himself at the negligence. Peter shot his hand to the air and they considered to look at him, “Isn’t it better if I? You know, teach her? I know her more.” Fury didn’t spared an eye at him and continue on discussing. You gave him a knowing smile for at least trying; the boy was embarrassed but nodded at you. At least he gave a good impression to you.

“I chose him because I heard from your records you prefer using guns and your aim is quite good so he’s good for you.” Fury added, you just agreed along. It’s not like it could be hard right? You thought. Fury rose and nodded at the group.

“Alright, dismiss.”


-


You take it all back; being schooled by this gloomy man is hard as fuck than you would ever think of.  Now that you know his true colors, you would want to acknowledge at Peter educating you instead. If only there’s a working time machine.

Alright doll! Training is over, now screw off.” Bucky gathered up the guns and started to clean them. You rolled your eyes and do what he said. You and Barnes never had a good connection to each other, he trains you and that’s it. He didn’t even bother to try and start up a conversation to you. As for the other Avengers, you were pretty good friends with Sam and Bruce. Sam was like a big brother to you and Bruce was like the father you never had, literally. Your father just died when you were a child and you didn’t spend a lot of time with him so you considered it. But with the other Avengers member, you were in an awkward acquaintance stage; you don’t really talk to them much, especially to Natasha. You could feel her preparing to clash onto you as soon as you entered a room with her on it. Now between your relationship with Peter, it started to blossom. You found yourself entertained being with him and you two being close as ever. Tony even teased about how you two are like a couple and you both just retorted with just laughing it all out but you didn’t notice the blush on Peter’s face as he stuttered, denying it.

You walked towards the kitchen and opened the fridge to get a cool water after all the combat training and learning how to use all of the guns, as you closed it you sensed someone near at the are. It was Peter in his enhanced suit made by Stark, he was upside down but then flipped and landed on the ground. “So, uh, I noticed you’ve been changing?”

“Hm?” you chugged down the water while looking at him in amusement.

“I mean you’re not like before. Insane and stuff, it’s great!” He scratched the nape on his neck and bashfully looks at you.

You chuckled at him trying to compliment you by starting a conversation, which was quite awkward. “Thanks mate,” you smiled at him. Yes, you indeed notice that there was a drastic change on living in New York and at the spare room of the tower for a month. Not only did you not think about your past relationship but you were healing with the help of Bruce and Tony with their medication, you didn’t even think that Tony can be a therapist but he just shrugged it off by saying he just learned how to by just reading some books few hours ago which you didn’t regard on but Bruce told you otherwise.

“So why early here? Don’t you have school?” you leaned towards the counter.

“School cancelled off and I just want to hang out with my best friends. Also you’re around my age why are you not enrolled in school instead?”

“Green guy teaches me, Fury couldn’t trust me going to school without making a ruckus.”

“Well that’s sad,” he said but you couldn’t help but notice his body language. He seems to drone out in his mind.

“Something matters?”

“Well, err, could you teach me how to play a guitar? I heard from Mr. Stark that you know how to play instruments and used to perform music at the circus. The class needs to play an original song on a stage individual for the Music subject. I don’t really listen in this subject to be honest,” he was playing on his hands as he looks sheepishly at the ground. You chortled a laugh, “Oh wow, the wise Peter needs my help?”

“I seriously need your help (Y/N).”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll help you; I’ll just take a shower. Meet me in front of my rom by eleven. Also, dress normal.” You stared up and down at his suit.

Thank you so much!”


-


“Now that’s good notes right there,” complimenting him as he strung the guitar that he borrowed from you. He asked if he could use it for the presentation and you just comply nonetheless. You and Peter made a tune for the past few days and he was going to perform tomorrow. When he finished he grinned an adorable smile at you while you clap your hands.

“We made the tune but how about the lyrics?”

“Don’t worry about that, I already made few lines,” he murmured.


-


It was now Wednesday. You are with Bucky and have managed to sneak in at the school where Peter attended. You got miffed when Bucky lend a hand but respected it since Fury ordered him, it’s not like the man has a choice. When you arrived the basketball area where the stage is, a lot of people compiled in. You and Bucky stuck around the corner with your masks up, trying to blend in. One by one people played, some got the hang on it, some just doesn’t know how to sing or play, some didn’t follow the rules and sang a non-homemade song. Then it came to Peter, he was there looking around. Evident that he was nervous. His eyes landed at you, which was shocked, he didn’t tell you to come and you came by your own will. He returned his concentration to what he was supposed to do, now more anxious than before. He grabbed the hold of the mic and introduced himself “Uh, Hi? M-My name is Peter Parker and I m-made a song called Hurt’. It is basically about a girl in a bad relationship and I’m kind of like, hey you’re not in a good position right now. I could really help you now if you just gave me a chance.”

He then averted his attention back to you, “Uh, okay I’ll just. Err, play now.”

He then proceeded to play the tune that you taught him, not missing a note.  To be honest, his voice didn’t sound that great but it was full of emotions that you wouldn’t care about it.


Hey, baby, you don’t have to live this way
You don’t have a debt to pay
So put your foot down and pick your heart up, off of the ground
Cause that’s not where you belong, I can prove that without this song
But for now just play along


Your heart started to ache; you now know why he won’t let you assist him on writing the lyrics. This song was about you, you felt flattered but at the same time in full devastation. You started to recall your memories about Jerome.

The first greetings, “Hey my name’s Jerome. You?”

The way he comforts you when you got tomatoes stains on your outfit, “Don’t worry, someday I’ll get you out of this hell hole. For the time being, let me help you practice more so that it won’t happen again.”

The first I love you’s, “I love you my queen, will you be my girlfriend?”

The gift’s he gave to you, ”Darling I have something for you! It’s a pistol!”

The lie’s he said to you, “She’s just another toy, love. I still love you.”

The way he got angry when you pestered what his relationship with Harley is.

“I had enough with this bullshit Jerome!” the guards where out of the room where all of the mentally ill people is for three pm to five. You where harshly whispering at Jerome trying not makes a scene but then he beat you to it. “I’M SICK OF YOU FUCKING PESTERING ME THE SAME SUBJECT OVER AND OVER AGAIN, WELL UNLIKE YOU SWEETHEART SHE IS NOT BORING AND ALMOST SANE!” he grabbed a hold of your hair that was on ponytail and yanked you towards his face. The people around you silenced and watched the scene occur, probably enjoying it. Barbara stared at you, her face plastered concern and disorientation. Jerome grinned ferociously and noticed the reticence that started to hug the place, “Don’t worry about us! We are just having a couple fight~” That night when you were in your room you started to wail silently, pondering where is the Jerome you adored.


“I know you’ve been hurt by the way that he talks to you
Hurt by the way that he fights with you
Hurt by the way, that he loves you
I know you’ve been hurt by the way that he talks to you
Hurt by the way that he fights with you
Hurt by the way, that he loves you”


When he was about to get into the second verse, you left with your eyes bulging out with tears. Bucky begun to chase you but you eventually run out of the building and onto the yard section. Some people where eating their lunch there and pestering happily. Bucky lost you and started to find you everywhere, his eyebrows furrowed. That’s when he heard the scream of girls nearby, the door beside him started to bang as it opened and girls and some males started to flee while crying franticly. He was confused so he entered and was soon meet with a group of people; he only knew two of them. He noticed you were there, kneeling. The group held weapons, some were wearing a mask some didn’t care less. He runs towards you, backing you up as he brought out his guns that were hidden in his jacket. Aiming towards the man.

You stared in front you couldn’t believe it. After all those days, he meant his word.


“(Y/N), darling! I missed you so much!”


There he was, the man who broke your heart into pieces.


“I found you! I won the game. Now I need the price, I need you.”


Who could’ve thought that you were bad at the game of Hide n’ Seek.




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pretty over that story everyone in the creative industries seem to have about how theyve Always Known that X was their Goal, and how they always had a Big Passion for it and they were doing X before they could walk! like, that is fine and great and of course a valid and genuine story, BUT the myth thats gone up around that being the only path for creatives has basically invalidated everyone who didnt grow up making home movies or painting every week or whatever. it makes me afraid and ashamed to say ‘nah i wasnt really into movies as a kid’ or ‘haha ive actually never used this technique before uni’ or whatever bc i just KNOW people are gonna give me That Look and think less of me and its like, whats it matter though?? how does what i was into or what i was doing when i was 10 years old affect the legitimacy of my work and my passion now as a grown professional?? sorry that i grew as a person and it took me time to find myself, and sorry that u havent changed since u were in second grade i guess??

anonymous asked:

IM GOING TO KEEP POKING YOU ABOUT AUTISTIC NESTA BC THOSE HEADCANONS WERE A M A Z I N G AND IM OBSESSED WITH THIS!!!!! Can you talk about autistic Nesta in the context of nessian though please bc I would love to hear your thoughts!!

Of course I can, friend! ^_^ This will be a weird blend of like…meta and headcanons it’s just a little stream of thoughts, basically? 

Okay first thing that I love especially in the context of this is the differences, socially, between Cassian and Nesta? (And also the ironies that come with this and how they were raised but I’ll get to that in a second.) I just..Love the gender role reversal for a start? 

Women tend to be the ones who are expected to have more social skills and be good at performing emotional labour in relationships. Men are typically allowed more leeway and it’s expected that they won’t be as good at reading other people and are generally seen as less compassionate and what have you. 

This, very obviously, gets flipped on its head when it comes to Nessian. Nesta is uncomfortable in social situations, prefers to be on her own, and when she is around people she can come off as a little…acerbic, sometimes. Like she loves them but dear god she does not have the patience to be around them all the time. Cassian on the other hand, is the picture of social intelligence. He’s described repeatedly as being deeply compassionate and it’s also made clear that he’s excellent at reading and understanding people and knowing how to respond to them. 

The ironies associated with this is that revolve around how they grew up. Think about it. Cassian, who’s so deeply connected to and good with people, grew up alone as an abandoned bastard. He was trained as a soldier and rose to be an army commander, all while having this huge heart and amount of social intelligence that means he’s more naturally suited to solving problems with his head rather than his fists. 

Then there’s Nesta, an autistic who probably wasn’t diagnosed as such in the human world (if they have a concept of autism in this world (let’s say they do)) But Nesta is a girl, and she’s a noble-born girl too, whose mother loved the parties and social life that being of this class afforded her. Nesta is expected to carry that on and be good at it as well and I can just imagine her struggling with it? The parties are too loud and too crowded and there are too many people and it honestly doesn’t matter how many lessons her mother gives her on social politics and etiquette; somehow she always, always manages to do something wrong. And she never understands exactly why or how it’s wrong. Just that when she tries to join in on the conversation everything goes quite. People give her that look. And her mother is standing staring on in disappointment from the corners. 

Multiply this over the course of several years and then introduce a sister like Elain, who is so obviously better at this than her, who gets praise from her mother and from all of her friends while Nesta is shunted to the side and I’m not surprised she gave up and started thinking of them all as ‘sycophantic fools’ instead. Nesta got fed up trying because no matter what she did it was never quite right, and never ever good enough, so she stopped.

 She stopped trying to be like them and she just started being herself instead. People still sometimes fell into awkward silences when she spoke but now she wasn’t disheartened by it, she’d expected it. She still pushed people away but she didn’t sit up late at night crying herself to sleep about it anymore. This was just the way that she was. This was just who she was. She wasn’t her mother, and she wasn’t Elain, either, even if she loved them both dearly. She was herself. And if they didn’t like that, well, she didn’t much like them, either, what did she care? 

And then Cassian and Nesta meet one another and it’s like two sides of the same coin being allowed to face and see each other for the first time. Cassian comes up against someone that he can’t always read, someone who operates a little differently to how he’s used to, someone who confuses him, keeps him guessing, someone he doesn’t automatically know everything about. A challenge. 

And Nesta…Nesta finds someone who actually tries. She finds someone who sees the surface her, that cold, withdrawn, acerbic air she somehow can’t help but project whenever she’s around people (and has long since stopped trying to help it - Elain accepts her for who she is, everyone else can too) but sees her too. He sees beneath to the raging heart, the torrent of fierce emotions they all accuse her of not having.

 She’s heard them whispering in the village, heard them call her heartless and unfeeling and they don’t understand. None of them understand just how deeply she feels, just how strong her heart is. And she tells herself that it’s their loss, their fault they’ll never truly know, never truly benefit from all the fierce love she has to give…But it does get lonely. 

Then he comes along and he sees her. He sees that fierce heart and those raging emotions and he understands. He’s so unlike her, in fact it’s probably difficult to find someone less like her than Cassian. Yet he understands her. 

For all their differences in how they see and interact with the world, though, they respond to it incredibly similarly. Cassian and Nesta have…A lot of the same motives and ideals and goals, actually. They stem from very different places and very different people but they are the same. 

That determination. That ability to sacrifice and destroy yourself for someone that you love. The way that Nesta would have died fighting Tamlin for Elain. The way that Cassian spreads his wings in front of Az to protect him from the king’s magic. The way that Nesta declares herself emissary to the human world because they are the forgotten, the group no-one cares about or seeks to help. But she will. The way Cassian stands before Nesta and swears to defend the humans with her, because dying to save those who cannot protect themselves is a worthy end for him. The way Nesta shields Cassian’s body with her own; as he had done for his brother all those months ago. The way Cassian sets himself up to die so that others will live. 

They are such different people but their hearts are alike and in spite of everything they understand each other

So I love that aspect of this dynamic, but I also love the fact that Cassian accepts and loves Nesta for who she is. Without expecting or wanting her to change, in a way that I don’t think anyone save Elain has ever truly done. (I’ve argued before but I’ll say it again, Elain also has a lot of social intelligence, like Cassian. She also grew up with Nesta and I think that she sees and understands her in a similar way to Cassian and this is one of the reasons that the two sisters are so close - that understanding) 

Cassian’s acceptance of Nesta is really important to me because I think it’s so easy to see a character like her and expect her to change. Expect her to soften herself so that she can more easily navigate the world. Expect her to thaw herself and become warmer and friendlier and more open because this is what’s expected of someone of her gender and class. Expect her to fit the moulds that she never has fit and likely never will, but it’s expected that she’ll shatter some intrinsic part of herself to do so. And in the context of this hc it’s even more important to me that Nesta is never forced to do that, is never forced to change, and is allowed to utterly be herself…and still be loved and worthy of love and a mate and a support circle in spite of all that. Because she doesn’t conform to society’s expectations, because she can’t conform to them. And that doesn’t matter. She is not broken, she does not need to be ‘fixed’, she only needs to be accepted. 

Okay, okay, last thing on this post (which got really long and out of hand, I have other autistic!Nesta/Nessian hcs on another post that someone asked for, smaller and less meta-y ones, so I’ll just post that as it is instead of forcing them in here) but one thing I really love in the context of this hc is, once they’re together, Cassian sort of…helping Nesta understand and navigate the social world around them. 

So Nesta talking to someone and saying something and the conversation ends a little abruptly and she can lean into Cass and ask him if that was okay or- Did she fuck up? How did she fuck up? And Cassian can either gently explain the social rules that have escaped her all her life if need be, or he can reassure her that no, she did good, that was fine, they’re just a prick. 

Or Cass can do what Feyre did for her at the dinner, and reassure her that people aren’t trying to hurt her all the time, sometimes they’re just teasing but they really do mean well. (But also Cassian having quiet words and asking people to stop that if it continues to bother her) and him like…Interpreting other people for her because jfc they’re exhausting, she has no idea what’s going on at all, she is Tired. 

Cassian understanding when Nesta can’t face the idea of a party or a big social gathering, even with his help, so they just stay in that night and snuggle and be together.  

Nesta using the mating bond between them to start learning Cassian’s tells. Because she can learn how to read people’s body language it’s just…like learning any other language because it’s not intrinsic or instinctive. So she can feel through the bond what he’s feeling and thinking, and start to learn how he looks when he’s angry or agitated or upset. Even if Cass tries to hide them from her, then…She knows. 

Cassian just…Helping Nesta to navigate the tangled minefield that is social interaction and working with her and supporting her instead of just sighing at her. Understanding that there are some things she genuinely can’t do because she processes the world differently to him and her brain is just wired differently.

Cassian being completely and utterly fascinated by this and wanting to learn all about it and exactly how it’s different and exactly what he should do to help and Nesta being…Shocked. Because people either turn their noses up at her and assume she’s trying to be rude or difficult, or they just try and beat the same lessons into her over and over again but Cass just…Okay but how do we make things work for you and how can I change a little to better accommodate you for a change and Nesta just…Being really, really touched that he’d do this for her.

Nesta growing more confident in herself and far, far less insecure around other people. She opens up a little more because she can be herself and be accepted and wanted for that. She doesn’t have to choose any more between being who she is, and keeping people around her. She can have both. Cassian helping her and supporting her into reaching that conclusion and refusing to allow her to expect any less from people just because of the way that she is. Cassian never, ever expecting Nesta to change herself this way because then, well, she really wouldn’t be Nesta. This is a part of who she is and he helps encourage her and others to accept that about her. 

im-the-ruler-here  asked:

SF/US/UF Papyrus' reaction to a s/o who just kinda adores him? Like they think he's imperfectly perfect, and they're just always talking about how much they love him, to him and their friends, it's not like an obsession, they just really love him (I absolutely love the way you write for all of the skellies 😊)

Ahhh!!! So cute!!!! 

Swapfell Papyrus

Y-You l-love him??? That much??? You hecking love him??? He loves you too! Rus is completely and utterly in love with you and hell, love doesn’t describe how he feels for you. It’s stronger than that. Devotion? Adoration? Complete submission? No, there’s no word in any language to describe it. His feelings for you transcends that.  He’s holding on to you and never letting you go. 

Underswap Papyrus

Stretch is ultimately flattered and he loves you too, even if he has trouble verbally saying it. He does become more affectionate towards you though, especially in public, reminding people that you love him and only him. His hugs become tighter, his kisses become warmer, his soul beats stronger. You’re so wonderful, how did he get this lucky?

Underfell Papyrus

OH GOOD ANOTHER WORSHIPPER THEN! Fell honestly takes advantage of your adoration to fuel his ego and low key makes you his personal servant. Yes, he knows that you’re his datemate and he cares about you, but at this point, he doesn’t love you as much as you love him. That changes over time though. With the love you show for him, he falls further for you too, becoming more protective, more softer towards you, treating you like his equal. He’ll never admit it though, but you know he loves you too. 

Michelle Hodkin answers readers questions

(may or may not contain spoilers)

Q: When does TSC take place? Are they in college or is it before that? 

Michelle: The first book in The Shaw Confessions picks up not long after the end of The Retribution of Mara Dyer—before what would’ve been the beginning of Noah and Mara’s senior year of HS (spoiler alert: they’re otherwise occupied). 

Q: Is the new book called The Becoming of Noah Shaw? It appeared in Goodreads. Is it coming on November 7?

Michelle: Good questions that I wish I could answer! I’m not being coy–I honestly don’t know. I tend to end up working on my books right up until the moment they’re on shelves–this is terrible, by the way, and I don’t recommend it, and so everything else is in the publisher’s hands. When I know anything for sure, I’ll try and share it as soon as I can.

Q: What kind of state is mara and noah’s relationship in? Will TSC have the same level of maturity that the mara dyer series did?

Michelle: I’m not sure if I’m getting your question right, but I will say that in some ways TSC is a more mature book (thematically, at least—Noah has a history of suicidal ideation and I tried to do his experience justice by exploring that as deeply and meaningfully as possible given my own history with depression). On the other hand, Noah’s not quite as developed as Mara is, emotionally. She’s experienced so many things that he hasn’t, and the trilogy leaves her in a radically different place from where she started, but Noah wasn’t on the same ride. He’s going to realise that he has to go back before he can move forward. 

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chuuya, chuoya and cyuya

i just wanted to write this bc ive been down for a couple of months and writing silly things helps

this is on ao3 too

“Dazai….if u must date me” chuuya whispers thru the night, clutching his hand beneath the grimy yellow of the porch light, “u must know”

“Lol about what”

chuuya takes his bandaged hand and goes

“about the other mes”

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Requested: “HI I LOVE YOUR STUFF AND WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR FRIEND PLEASE!? I PROMISE IM NICE AND HAVE A MUTUAL APPRECIATION (OBSESSION) WITH THE HYUNG LINE!! 😃😃😃 and i’m also really struggling to make friends here too. 😓 and also i have a request! can i have snaps of namjoon missing you and trying everything to get your attention (i.e. being whiny, cute, sexy, etc) but you can’t respond even tho you miss him too because you’re a teacher and you have to work all the time? please and thank you!

(OF COURSE WE’LL BE YOUR FRIENDS! I will protect the hyung line with my life. I always get so aggressive when it comes to them lol. But enjoy this!) 

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Summary: Calum has never been in love- ever; it’s not on his top priority of things to do either. But, when the band is on break for the holidays, and Calum wants to spend time with his mum, who is the owner of the top ballet/dance company in the country; Calum meets a girl whose eyes held more galaxies than the universe, and a smile that made his heart beat faster than ever before. This might just make him change his priorities up a bit, but sometimes there are tough decisions to make in the industry.

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Machine Gun Kelly

It was march of 2010 i was in my brother mikes honda civic with his little brother matt just blaring rap threw the 12 inch subwoofers when matt grabbed the aux cord and put on this kid ive never heard of named Machine Gun Kelly. so me being me i went home and downloaded all of his mixtapes and became obessed and here we are 7 years later and im just as obsessed with him and i have spread the love to numerous friends. The original thing that brought me to him was his flow and his word play. And then i found the lace up mixtape and i heard a song called the return, to this day i still believe that is one of the realest songs ever written in history. He spilled out every negative aspect of his life and all of his struggles over top of a dope beat and just has an amazing flow about it. so then i found his freestyles and his story threw his music. every machine gun kelly song makes me forget about the stress in my life. this guy from 2 hours north of where i live whos only 1 year older than me i have seen his career blow up in front of my eyes. its amazing. and the love he has for his fans is not shown by any other musician, he really loves his fans and thats a big thing for me. with his career blowing up and his dreams coming true he still recognizes where he came from the struggles he faught getting there and he has never took his fans for granted. and threw all of that hes always had a fuck you attitude. his songs take me to a whole new place they make me feel normal when im used to being criticized for being myself. The hope of hip hop is machine gun kelly, his influences go beyond hip hop and r&b he brings a rockstar vibe to hip hop which is what weve needed in this genre, we need mosh pits, people going crazy, good music, and good times, cause after all the very reason we go to shows is to escape the struggles of every day life for a few hours. The Lace Up movement is a very inspiring thing to me, no matter what the world throws at you lace up them shoes and put 10 toes to the pavement and make some shit happen. I will always pass on an mgk song to as many people as i can in hopes it will bring someone as much happiness as it has brought me. Thankyou for being you Machine Gun Kelly and from a fan we appriciate your appriciation. Machine Gun Kelly will always inspire me in a musical way and that carries over in to my personal life as well. He shows anyone can achieve their dreams if they give it all they have. 

i find pretty much all true crime stuff pretty distasteful but like if someone is just into psychology or whatever then… i dont really give a shit, its whatever, i find most real life serial killers pretty fucking boring because in the end theyre all just one more guy who think theyre better than everyone else, but at the same time im super into reading about the italian mafia so maybe im the hypocrite here. whatever.

but like, man. i cant fucking stand people who are super obsessively into school shooters. thats what really pisses me off, the people who are obsessed with columbine. and really it’s because the lies and misinformation about the two shooters is so fucking wildly inaccurate and mythologised and they just build on all that. like stuff like Bowling for Columbine doesnt help with that whole “they were just sad kids they were bullied too :(” garbage. like thats shit! Eric Harris was a popular kid and a notorious bully and him and Klebold used to love picking on kids and calling people faggots. like they were fucking assholes, especially Harris. they were racist, homophobic, misogynistic school bullies.

and people fucking idolise them as being victims who just had enough and snapped one day. fucking complete garbage. total horseshit. like they MADE journals and video tapes you can SEE what they were actually like what the fuck is the point of lying about them and pretending they were martyrs?? Harris was a fucking monster obsessed with the idea of being a terrorist. they werent sad maligned goth kids. they were fucking school bullies who just wanted to hurt people, the end. the fact that people idolise these fucking monsters is like… so sickening. theres nothing to redeem.

vernon as a boyfriend pt.1

Originally posted by the8ght


YALL IMMA GET SO CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS CAUSE IM DROWNING IN VERNON FEELS RIGHT NOW, SO HERE GOES NOTHING.


  • this awkward meme is new to relationships so bear with him. 
  • him being nervous about skinship at first, but then being obsessed with it.
  • like for real, always has an arm around your waist, holding your hand, cuddling you etc.
  • lowkey, random AF dates
  • like movies and snacks.
  • or just chilling at the dorm.
  • constantly making fun of that boy because he is SOOOOO easy to make fun of. 
  • the guys always making fun of you two
  • but are secretly obsessed with your relationship, and wanna know ever detail
  • “DAMN *insert group member* BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE *insert color* VANS”
  • making fun of his raps but deep down loving them
  • PULL UP ON YOUR WACKS WITH THE MACK FULLY LOADED
  • you only make fun of them to see him pout tho
  • constantly trying to out dance each other while listening to ‘Hotline Bling’ equally terrible drake impressions
  • matching 'hotline bling’ sweaters because #relationshipgoals
  • being lazy one minute, and then chasing each other around the house the next.
  • cute AF selfies
  • KISSES BECAUSE YAS
  • sleepy kisses while cuddling in the morning  (HALP IM CRYING BRB)
  • playing video games with you in between his legs
  • stealing his clothes
  • him not noticing until one day he shows up at your door at like 3AM after practice and being like ???
  • and you being like “BOI I WAS ASLEEP”
  • really bad puns
  • like painfully bad
  • watching movies together, and then for like a week none stop puns about said movie
  • once you watched harry potter and he was like “hey y/n what are you doing?” “i was planning on going to bed” “well, mind if i slytherin?” “BOI IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR GREASY SELF…”
  • him trying to be romantic but then fails so bad its almost embarrassing.
  • but its lowkey the cutest thing ever
  • giving him random compliments and MAKING HIM BLUSH (OHHH MYGOD HALP)
  • putting makeup on him because lord help those eyebrows
  • the boys constantly questioning the sanity of you two
  • him making really bad jokes and you bursting out laughing like its the greatest thing ever
  • and the guys looking at each other like ???
  • having a relationship where people question if you two are dating or are best friends

i have so many more for vernon so i may make a part two.

i had to stop so many times and take a breather because FEELS

i also wrote in like 1 hour and im really tired so im sorry for any mistakes.


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imhobi  asked:

so I managed to get my high school friends to listen to bts and now they're obsessed with them, and they also realized what an amazing person namjoon is, to the point that our group chat name is rapmonster now and our icon is a picture of him, thought you would be proud of us!

OMFG YES IM SO PROUD!!! ahh tell your friends they are welcome here, I will take on all these new joonie stans to your new home :’)

bless you for steering them right

anonymous asked:

SAME ABOUT TOM HOLLAND!! I just seriously cannot wait for Spider-Man to come out in TWO FREAKING WEEKS YAASSS. It's sad cuz IK im just gonna be more obsessed 😭

That fucker made me reconsider my sexuality fucking hell that motherfucking fuck face. As you might have noticed, my description has gone from “gay” to “bi” and I actually want to fight him. 

But, my goal here is to not get attracted to him bc I don’t like to fall for celebrities because, what’re the odds of something happening? Like, I ain’t bashing those who fall for celebrities, I just personally don’t do it. It gives me hope and then crushes it and it’s always just UGH

So i’m hoping to crush this…crush…and then never think about wanting to kiss him again