is that even a proper word

anonymous asked:

ArTh, EE, Apos taking care of Child! Celestial! Reader headcanons?

Arme Thaumaturgy isn’t sure what to do with human young ones, and he’s only got a vaguely better idea on how to deal with kids of his own kind.  He was, after all, formed fully-grown by Ishmael’s word.  He’s not sure why you were created as a child, actually, but hey, he’s never been one to question Ishmael’s word.  He gives you basically everything you ask for and treats you like he would any adult.

Erbluhen Emotion comes closer to being a proper “parent”.  He actually sets down rules and guidelines for your behavior like he’s seen human parents do, and yells at you whenever you step out of line.  You have no doubt that he’s unconditionally fond of you, even if all his emotional capacity still isn’t enough to feel proper ‘love’.

Apostasia tries his best to stay far, far away from you, on Arme’s orders. Arme doesn’t want Apos’ corruption near your young and impressionable body.  When Apostasia does manage to get close to you, he treats you gingerly, both of you avoiding the topic of Ishmael.

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The second issue of the Practical Handbook was all about queer readings so I made this non-fiction comic about reading Holmes as trans! It’s actually more of an introduction to the subject, ideally I’d like to turn it into a proper article some day, but it felt good to reflect on it and be able to have this in a publication as a valid reading. Researching critical material was emotionally draining since the very few published essays on the topic are incredibly transphobic and basically worthless, but that made me want to have my say even more. Many thanks to my good friends Mo and Elinor for helping me with the wording so as to make it accessible but to the point, and as always Katie for supporting my little transgender bum.


Translating is hard work. Even with pretty simple translations there can be unexpected difficulties if one of the languages has some funny special rules that apply to everyday life like honorifics and proper address, or words with multiple meanings so instead of asking what time it is you’ll end up asking for a potato. A professional translator can deal with this, of course. But for someone who just knows two pretty different languages, translating even something simple suddenly takes time and ends up getting pretty confusing for everyone involved.

And that leads us to ALIENS!

I think we’ve all read one scifi story or another where an alien is explaining some kind of concept that their species has - it might be related to their Special Sense or something else, but they always conveniently manage to put it in words that the character (and the reader) understand. This makes sense from a storytelling viewpoint, because we’re telling the story to human readers/listeners/viewers who need to understand what’s going on and why.

But it might be fun if the character is teamed up with an alien who gets so confused and/or worked up about some trivial translation that it gets turned into this big whole mysterious deal.

Human: “So, what’s this word mean, ‘thnguwe’?”

Alien: “Thnguwe has… special meaning for our people. It refers to a person’s ability to… form a meaningful connection with another of our kind, and our… entire society is built according to the… concept of thnguwe.”

Human: “How profound! Your civilization has much to teach us!”

Alien #2: “It means ‘talking’. Thnguwe means talking.”

Alien #1: “Oh, talking! I forgot what that word was in human language!”


Yesterday was the first day of the laven week! YAY! But since I’m completely useless and I need the stars to align to be able to manage drawing my otp, I’m pretty sure this will be my only contribution o<-<


Candy Cane Stockings

I need to go take a shower. In holy water. It’s Christmas Eve; how could I write something like this?

I am so going to hell, lmao.

Summary: I’m too tired to even come up with a proper summary, so you know what? Sin. That’s all this is. Pure (snort) Christmas sin. Enjoy your filth. Merry Christmas.

Warning(s): Smut. Duh. Curse words. Duh. A one-way ticket to hell. Duh.

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Friendly Reminder that Clara Oswald is an out bi English teacher.

Friendly reminder that Clara Oswald comments about another woman being a phenomenal kisser AND HER STUDENTS DON’T REACT AT ALL.

Which means she often says things like this.

Which means that even though they all know she dated and loved Danny, they also all know she goes around snogging and loving women.

Like, for sure she teaches random Old Norse words and storytelling techniques through going on about how badass Ashildr was.


Clara Oswald: oh so casually out to her students as bi.

Clara Oswald: oh so casually lending an ear when her students shyly come out to her.

Clara Oswald: oh so casually making sure her trans students can have their proper names on attendance records and go to the bathroom in peace.

Clara Oswald: oh so casually agreeing to be the faculty advisor for the newly-forming GSA, except she encourages them to not call it a GSA because it leaves too many people out.

Clara Oswald: oh so casually glaring at other teachers when they tell the boys to not cry when they get hurt (and the other teachers being terrified and never doing it again).

Clara Oswald: oh so casually taking on any parents who have problems with her or their kids being out and utterly not caring because Kate fucking Stewart hangs up on the President of the United States BECAUSE CLARA BOSSWALD ENTERED THE BUILDING, so there.

Clara Oswald: Out. Bi. English. Teacher.

1. Are you okay? It’s been a week now since we’ve had proper conversation. Usually I wouldn’t worry too much because these things happen, and I’d get some kind of warning from you about your mental or emotional state, but this time, nothing. It’s driving me a little nuts because I have no way of knowing if you’re alright unless you tell me. So are you okay? Even if it’s just a sentence reply “I’m not fine.” Or “I’m okay.” Something, anything. Just let me know.
2. Alright. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I guess we’ll talk when you want to or can. I’m not necessarily in a good place right now, so I don’t want to worry too much. You’ll be back when you can be I guess. Sorry if I annoyed you.
3. I hope you’re okay. I really hope you’re okay. It’s driving me insane. You’re driving me insane. I’m worried about you, so much. I don’t know why, but this time doesn’t feel normal, maybe it is and you’ll be back but it doesn’t feel like you will be.
4. I hope you’re okay. I don’t know what to do. I can’t get through to anyone else to find out how you’re doing. I’d hate if something was wrong all this time, since I’ve kept messaging you despite getting no response and am probably annoying the heck out of you, but I can’t help it. I mean, I could, but it gets worse if I do. It gets worse if I try to stay away. I miss you a lot, and it feels horrible..
5. You know I hate being vulnerable like this, but you’ve seen me like this before. I’m honestly scared. Best case scenario is nothing’s wrong. Worse case scenario, something is wrong. And who knows, nothing could be wrong but you haven’t told me anything. Plus, if there was truly nothing wrong, we’d be talking..I’m in the dark here, and there’s no one except you to pull me out.
6. I hope you can forgive me for being so annoying, even now. I just can’t leave you alone. You’re probably disregarding all of this for a day when you figure I’m worth tolerating, if ever again..but I can’t seem to stop. This feeling is weird, if it isn’t love then it’s the closest I’ve even been to it. Literally everyday I’m thinking of pieces to write and things to say to get my family to accept you.
7. It’s so hard to just sit by knowing that for some reason you refuse to talk to me. It’s hard to sit by while days and nights pass without me hearing your voice. I’m so bent on making sure I make sense that I have to revise everything, even now. I keep trying, I keep calling, texting, messaging you on Tumblr, posting on our personal account..I can’t just sit by while you’re gone.
8. I guess you haven’t seen anything of this, or you’re willingly refusing to. Either way, it really hurts being away from you more than I’ve ever been. This kind of thing has happened before so I probably shouldn’t be going crazy like this but I can’t stop. Just because you’ve left before doesn’t make it easier. I can never be certain if you’ll be back..
9. I hate the thought of that so much. The thought that this is where it ends. I don’t like that idea at all..but even if that is the case, if you’re simply done with me for whatever reason, I’d like for you to tell me. If you’re not done with me, then I’d like for you to come back..I hate to sound selfish but sooner than later would be nice. I can’t express how much this hurts.
10. I guess what I’m really trying to say is I want you back in my life, for real and not one-sided. There’s a very good chance I’d lose a lot for fighting for you..but at the same time, I don’t feel content not fighting. Perhaps I’ve already lost the fight..? Maybe you’ve moved on already. If so, I’d like to know that too. Better than waiting for something that no longer has a chance of happening. I really miss you. I hope in some way, shape or form, this reaches you.
—  They say that when you’re in love, you just know. I was never sure. Maybe it was because of how I was brought up. Maybe it was my life experiences. Even so, I always questioned it. I always questioned you, and still am, even now. // Maxwell Diawuoh, Texts I Actually Sent #1/ “Was I in love with you?” (349/366)
Little Avenger

Pairing: Avengers x reader

Summary: you were to meet the avengers that day. They had heard you were good but they were surprised to see you in person

Author’s Note: I wanted to write a teen reader x avengers for a long time and I finally did. It will have other parts and would even have eventual peter x reader. It’s more of an introduction parts and has one of my most favourite tropes. The reader’s powers are energy manipulation. It’s funny and fluffy. Hope you like it! ( I couldn’t find a proper gif so)

Warnings: swearing maybe?

Word Count: 1558

PART - 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

Originally posted by a-less-ordinary-life

Everyone was sat in the conference room, getting impatient with every passing minute. They had heard a lot about you and were finally going to meet you that day. Bucky was sat beside Steve arguing with Sam while Steve read your file, tony and Clint were engaged in a paper ball fight, Wanda was talking with Natasha as she made some objects float around, Pietro was zapping in and out of the room and Bruce and Thor were discussing something like the only adults.

Fury was seeing it all and took in a deep breath, the avengers initiative didn’t include him having to deal with superhero children.

‘can you all behave like adults?’ he stood up from his chair and all eyes landed on him. Clint’s paper ball landed on him and he glared at him. ‘she’s going to be here any minute-.’ He was beginning to say the sentence he had been saying for the past 15 minutes before tony interrupted him.

‘oh don’t give us that again!’ he folded his arms.

‘yeah, we’re the avengers we’ve got shit to avenge.’ Natasha looked at him and everyone agreed.

‘okay! I heard that but, if you’d just- ‘fury’s phone buzzed and he took a breath of relief when he read the message. ‘she’s here. where’s peter and vision?’

‘vision kind of drifted away and parker had some project to complete.’ Clint said.

Everyone straightened up, they were curious and exited to know who was going to be joining them now.

‘Steve, tell them about her.’ Fury sat down. ‘I am way too tired for this shit.’ He muttered.

‘alright,’ he got up. ‘so, she’s good at fighting and with weapons, she can also use energy to do whatever she wishes…’ he furrowed his brows as he read the last sentence.

‘I insist you hand us all your weapons.’ They heard a faint voice from outside.

‘I won’t.’ You folded your arms.

‘let her in.’ Clint shouted. You smiled at the agent in front of you.

‘can I go now?’ you tilted your head. He clenched his jaw but nodded with a smile. you pushed your glasses above your nose and walked in.

Everyone was surprised to see you, all of them had varying expression of disbelief on their face. they expected a girl but…older. you were wearing a black hoodie and ripped black jeans. A sword was strapped at your back securely and your clothes had some budges around you signalling you had more weapons; you weren’t looking like a normal teenager. Natasha smiled for she could sense you would be nice to have around.

‘everyone, this is (y/n) (y/l/n). she’s 15 and will be joining you.’ fury introduced you to them and you waved.

‘hello, it’s nice to meet you all.’ You smiled.

‘from now on she will be training with you so, be nice to her.’ He stated simply and left.

‘hi (y/n), how are you?’ Natasha smiled brightly as she offered you her hand to shake.

‘hi!’ you chirped. ‘I am good.’ You shoved your hands in your pockets again.

‘it’s a child!’ Thor’s voice rumbled through the room as he recovered from his shock.

‘everyone can see that.’ Bruce whispered to Thor.

‘well, before we talk more, would you mind putting all your weapons here.’ Natasha patted the table.

‘oh, okay.’ You took a deep breath. You first placed your sword on the table, took out the knives from your boots and the two guns strapped to your waist. Everyone’s eyes grew wide seeing the variety of weapons you had placed on the table.

‘all of it.’ She folded her arms.

‘fine.’ You muttered. You took out a tiny pistol tucked in your jeans and two mini explosives from your hair. Natasha looked at you with suspicion. You understood what she meant.

‘can all the men look away.’ You put a hand on your eyes making Wanda and Natasha chuckle. The guys obeyed and faced the wall.

‘were do you have it stuffed kid?’ tony asked facing the wall.

‘I have two explosives and a poison bottle in my bra.’ You said in angry voice as you reached for them. Everyone snickered or laughed except Thor and Steve, they looked down. You kept them on the table and took a step back.

  ‘that’s it! You raised your arms. ‘the blades in my shoes are fixed I can’t put them here.’ You folded your arms.

 ‘you all can look now.’ Wanda said and the guys turned to you again.

  ‘how did you stuff it all in there?’ Bucky examined a dagger.

  ‘one of my talents.’ You shrugged.

‘hey, what about your powers?’ Wanda asked.

‘well, I can’t explain them just like that.’ You scratched your cheek. ‘I can show you.’ you looked at everyone trying to get a look of approval.

‘go ahead.’ Steve said.

You took a deep breath and moved your hand to summon your energy. All eyes were on you as a red light seemed to form in your hands. You made an orb and opened your eyes. ‘I can do anything with it.’ The orb floated in your hands. ‘I can read others energy, control people or any living being, I can extract their energy, I can channel my energy through inanimate things and do stuff with them, it’s weird I haven’t figured it all out yet.’ You juggled the orb.

‘what do you mean by extract their energy?’ Bruce leaned forwards.

‘I can kill them. You see, life is a form of energy, when I extract it from someone I kill them and that energy kind of feeds me.’ You explained.

feeds you?’Clint said in disbelief.

‘um, yeah, but I don’t do it with many people. It makes me stronger and I get high on it.’ You looked down.

 ‘you can also read energy?’ Sam asked.

‘yes, I can read minds and I can tell what kind of power a person possess.’ you made the orb vanish. ‘for example,’ you looked at Wanda. ‘you can read minds, alter it, and… you also possess telekinesis.’ Your eyes turned black as you read her. ‘and,’ you turned to Pietro. ‘I do not fight with my glasses on I wear contacts.’ You said.

‘sorry.’ He muttered

‘so what you can do with your powers has wide boundaries little one?’ Thor stood up and looked at you.

‘yes sir.’ You said.

‘you need not call me that.’ He smiled brightly. ‘I am Thor, of asgard.’ He said.

‘I am sorry, I have a habit of calling others either sir or mam.’ You shoved your hands in your pockets.

‘now that you will be staying with us, you can call us by our names.’ Natasha kept a hand on your shoulder.

‘that would be nice.’ You smiled. ‘it’ll be like having a family again.’ Everyone melted hearing that.

‘you are so cute’ Wanda pulled your cheek.

‘I am not cute.’ You kept a hand on your cheek and glared at her.

‘alright, let me show you around.’ Wanda held your hand.

‘I get my own room?’ you furrowed your brows and stood there as Wanda tried to pull you.

‘of course, where else would you stay?’ tony questioned and you shrugged.

‘I am pretty strong, little lady, you can’t make me budge until I want you to.’ You looked at Wanda and everyone laughed.

‘will you come, please?’ Wanda loosened the grip of your hand. You started to follow her before you stopped and she groaned.

‘I will get my stuff back right?’ you cocked your head out of the gate.

‘yeah. Go with her now.’ Natasha smiled and you left.

‘I like her already.’ Natasha faced the others.

‘yeah, she seems like a nice girl.’ Clint said.

‘you connect with her?’ Bruce’s eyes softened as he looked at her. She nodded.

‘I can relate to her.’ She said.

‘I still can’t believe it how she fitted it all in her clothes.’ Sam looked at the weapons.

‘you still are the shortest in the team.’ Tony said making everyone snicker.

‘you shouldn’t have said that stark.’ She looked at him.

‘uh-oh.’ He said before running out of the room. She ran after him cussing.

You looked around the facility in awe. You had never been in such a nice place, and now you would be staying here.

‘and this is your room.’ Wanda stopped and opened the door to a room.

‘whoa, I love it.’ You grinned.

‘my room is on the next floor; your room is on the same floor as Natasha and Bucky. If you need anything feel free to ask.’ She was blabbering on until she noticed you weren’t paying all that attention to her. ‘(y/n)? you with me.’ She waved her arm in front of your face.

‘yeah, I heard it all. Hey Wanda, would you judge me if I do something?’ you looked at her.

‘no?’ she squinted her eyes a little.

‘great!’ you jumped on the bed. She chuckled at your childishness. You sat up with a pillow in your lap. ‘I love it here.’ Your hair were a mess and you had a goofy grin on your face.

‘I am glad.’ She ruffled your hair. ‘rest now, I will call you when it’s time for dinner.’ She left the room.

You took a deep breath and lied on the bed. You were so happy to finally be around good people. You could finally use your powers for something good and not to hurt others or be someone’s personal weapon. Your eyes started feeling heavier, maybe it was the soft bed, or the warmth of happiness that lulled you in a peaceful sleep after so many tough nights.


Clone Shepard Messed with the Wrong Space Hamster

Y’all, Bioware is fucking insane sometimes, and I absolutely love it.

Jen Hale’s delivery is genius, I dissolve into giggles every time I watch this.

Commander Shepard: “Please send this to an animal shelter for proper disposal as a warship is not an appropriate….” Oh, that is not okay. She messed with my hamster, guys. Now it’s personal. Guys? Were you gonna say something, or… No, no, I get it. Hard to even find the words. Should we check on my fish, ‘cause if she’s getting rid of all the pets… We should probably deal with her first, huh? Alright. Sit tight, little guy. Anybody gives you trouble… Go for the eyes.

And I wouldn’t even trust a guy showing you his STD/STI test results on a 1st date here’s why:
They could be altered. 
Even if they aren’t and the results are recent it’s worthless: what if he had unprotected sex a week or two before seeing you? Some STD’s take up to 3 months to show up on tests.
Unless you are in a proper exclusive relationship with a man and it’s been more than 3months and both of you got tested after said 3 months. I WOULD NEVER RECOMMEND UNPROTECTED SEX WITH ANY MAN. Don’t trust his words and promises, we’re talking about your health here, no amount of money is worth catching an STD, none.
And same applies to vanilla life. ALWAYS USE A CONDOM. DON’T TRUST THESE MEN.

let me go

You and Yoonoh were supposed to be meant for each other, but things aren’t always happily ever after.

This was supposed to turn out a little differently, but, even so, i like it. ;))) this uses the soulmate au of like. when you write on your skin or whatever your soulmate can see it and vice versa. Enjoy ;).

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Part of why Jack gets along with Guy, Marty, and Thirdy is that they all speak French. It’s not very “proper” French though, and I don’t just mean “not Parisian”, I mean “not even Québécois”.  It’s like part Franglais and part loan-words and part Providence Falconers special blend, the kind of slang-filled code you get when you’ve been on a team with people for most of a decade.  When they want to, they can render themselves totally incomprehensible to people like Jack until he’s been with them for a while.  He endears himself to them by wanting to learn, though.

Marty is one of the Martins out of PEI.  @fatlardo informs me he grew up in Charlottetown, then moved to New Brunswick as a teen and played in Bathurst for the Acadie-Bathurst Titans in the Q.  He’s the instigator for the veteran table also being The Table of Very Special French.

Guy comes from Lac Ste Anne, Alberta, and although he actually attended school in French for six years, he’s done his best to forget the niceties. The only thing that’s changed in the last ten years is that his cousins have been learning Michif, and he picks up a little more of it every time he goes home.

Thirdy’s mom was born in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, though Thirdy and his dad are both New Yorkers.  He grew up around his mom’s Haitian French and Kreyòl, never studied “proper” French in school, and was really surprised and delighted the first time he sat down next to Marty and Guy and was like… wait, I KNOW who they’re calling an asshole! I have the secret key to a world of wonder here!

anonymous asked:

how do i become more confident in my writing? i tend to feel very insecure about it and i hate it

Hey, ‘nonnie! So this is a great question because I know a lot of people struggle with this, myself included. Even with about six years of roleplay under my belt, I am still self-conscious about what I write and the words I use. However, I do have a few tips that can hopefully ease your discomfort!

For starters, I know that there are many reasons as to why someone would feel insecure about their writing, however, there are also several different confident boosters or small things that I do to even improve my writing!

  • If having proper grammar is something you tend to struggle with, there are a lot of helpful sites you can utilize for free. For starters, one of the methods that I prefer to use is Grammarly. This is a very cool Google Chrome add-on and it will process what you write. It’s a spell-check type of tool that is very helpful when it comes to punctuation, spelling, or word usage. Other useful sites for that type of stuff can be found in the following: jspell, online-spellcheck, and spellchecker
  • Vocabulary can be a tricky thing to get a handle on, especially if English is not your first language. All of that is understandable and I’m sure you’re roleplay partners understand that if they know it’s not your native language. In my case, English is my first language but I missed about three years of school so academically, this is where I fall short. It shows in my writing because my word usage can often be considered mediocre. When this happens, I tend to gravitate towards a thesaurus to find words more suitable. There is also a plethora of resources that are on tumblr that you can use in order to achieve better phrasing and a more eloquent sentence in general. Here, here, and here is a great post that gives you alternate word choices.
  • If you’re anything like me, you tend to write things that you know about to avoid this insecurity. But at the same time, you want to write about things you have yet to experience in order to learn — and that’s the key word. If you’re writing about a topic of a subject you may be unclear about, it’s best to do your research. Not only does it aid you from preventing potentially embarrassing mistakes, but it allows you to get the most out of what you’re writing. 
  • This happens to me a lot —you’re sitting at your computer, trying to think of something to write but you’re rendered useless to that process. A lot of times, people sit there, wracking their brain for a solution, staring at a blank page, and forcing a reply that you aren’t content with. When you do this, not only does it feed into your insecurity, but you stop yourself before you even get the chance to possibly come up with anything. In these situations, it’s okay to take a break from the computer and rest your brain. Sometimes all you need are those five minutes of watching a TV show for you to come up with some sort of inspiration. If taking a break does not seem like something you can do, then try to play some music or soothing rain noises to add ambiance. In times of trouble, this website has saved my butt from giving up too quickly. Along with these things, looking at muse blogs can serve a great purpose for you. Bonus: listening to slam poetry can sometimes get your brain working really well!
  • Stop comparing yourself. You do it, I do it, everyone does it and some point. However, comparing yourself to someone else can be very harmful in many ways. Not only does it feed you negative feelings such as “why can’t I write like that?” or “why is my writing so bad?”, but it also stumps you. Doing this can prevent your growth as a writer and hold you back. It’s okay to compliment another writer or admire the words they use, but comparing yourself to them is a dangerous game. My old Literature teacher always told me that everyone’s perspective is different, therefore, no one’s writing will be a carbon copy of another person’s. You naturally will have your own way of writing that is different than everyone else’s.
  • Don’t apologize. A lot of times, people tend to say things like “sorry this reply sucks” in a very casual way it can be damaging. When you say this, you are the only person getting in the way of success. Don’t even tag your reply with something like that because it most likely isn’t true because it’s a subjective statement. Don’t allow yourself to feed into your own insecurities because this is how they can potentially control you. 
  • If you’ve been denied an acceptance from a group, just remember, I have to. I’ve had my application denied multiple times before and it sucks. However, this is something that can come in handy. Asking the admin why you weren’t accepted can be a huge step towards becoming a better and more confident writer. getting constructive feedback is important and it is your job as the writer to accept this and take it all into account. It doesn’t mean you have to hold onto every word for dear life, you just have to listen. 
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Seventeen going to a BBQ Restaurant

Episode Two: Where Seventeen goes to a BBQ Restaurant and all hell breaks loose

Scoups: “To celebrate our debut and also as a team bonding session, let’s go to a Korean bbq restaurant, it’s on me”

Vernon: “I want pizza, I’ll go book a table for us”

Scoups: “No more pizza Hansol, let’s go eat proper food”


The8: “Oh boy”

Waiter: “How many portions would you like?”

Scoups: “For thirteen people please”

Mingyu: “But I want more….”

Scoups: “We’ll order more when we finish eating what we’ve ordered Mingyu”

Mingyu: “But I usually eat five portions of meat”

Scoups: “What are you a hippo? How do you even finish that much food?”

The8: “Five portions? does the company even give us that much food?”

Mingyu: “I have my ways…” *smiles*

Wonwoo: “Wait… No wonder I felt like my meat was disappearing from my plate”

Jun: *glares at gyu*

Vernon: “Meat? No wait I thought we were at the pizza place down the street?”

Seungkwan: “Keep up Hansol Vernon Chwe, there’s a grill, there is an exhaust above our heads, where the heck do you think we’re at?”

Vernon: “But I already made a reservation…." 

Seungkwan: "Well isn’t that just too bad” *rolls eyes*

*meat arrives*

Scoups: “Time to grill the meat, who’s going to cook it?”

Mingyu: “Mingyu volunteers" 

The8: "No what the heck, you’re gonna secretly eat it all”

Scoups: “Okay so not Mingyu, who else wants to give it a go? Maknae do your job”

Dino: “The pain of being a maknae is real, I should’ve known… I should’ve listened when everyone warned me about it. I should’ve been born one year earlier! Why mum WHY?!!!" 

Seventeen: ….

Jeonghan: "Seungcheol, leave our baby alone you’re stressing him out, be a man and cook it”

Joshua: “You mean our baby”

Scoups: “Ugh I’m already paying and I still have to grill these for you all…”

Jeonghan: “Hmmmm… I think I should tie up my hair, if not it’s going to smell real bad after this”

Joshua: “Do not stare hong jisoo. DO. NOT. STARE. DAMMIT EYES”

DK: “Can I eat it yet?”

Scoups: “No”

DK: “How about now?”

Scoups: “No, Seokmin no”

DK: “What color does it need to be to know if its cooked?”

Scoups: “Brown”

DK: “It’s already brown tho, can I eat it?”

Scoups: “No its not brown enough”

DK: “Now?” 

Hoshi: "I wanna pee”

Woozi: “No one’s stopping you soonyoung”

Hoshi: “But there’s someone in there….” *points and pouts*

Woozi: “Then wait for the person to come out?! jeez…”

Hoshi: “Then can you tell me if the person comes out?" 

Woozi: "Fine, as long as you stop talking" 

Hoshi: "Is he out yet?”

Woozi: “No”

Hoshi: “Is it empty yet?”

Woozi: “Duh, no”

DK: “Is it cooked yet?”

Scoups: “Oh my god Dokyeom NO”

Hoshi: “Now?”

Woozi: “No stop asking me about it”

DK: “hyung is it done?" 


DK: “Well someone has anger management issues”

Jeonghan: “Here you go my baby, you need more meat so you can grow up to be a healthy dino”

Dino: “I’m 18 hyung”

Jeonghan: “Sure you are”

Joshua: “How about me Hannie?”

Jeonghan: “Alright, this is for you Joshie”

Joshua: *blushes* “Best day ever”

Wonwoo: “where did my meat go?”

Jun: “Give Wonwoo back his meat Mingyu!" 

Mingyu: "What are you talking about?”

Jun: “You know what I’m talking about… i saw you taking it from his plate”

Mingyu: “Where’s the proof?”

Jun: “It’s all over your face Mingyu”

Mingyu: “Ugh fine, it’s too late I already ate it all anyways”

Jun: *throws lettuce*

Mingyu: “Two can play that game” *throws kimchi at Jun*

Wonwoo: “Erm”

Jun: “Kimchi?! You ruined my white shirt, I saved this for a special occasion!”

Mingyu: “Oops want some water to wash it away?” *throws water at jun*

Jun: “Ugh that’s it you tall thing, I’m taking you down" 

Woozi: "Fight! Fight! Fight!”

Scoups: “Don’t encourage them Woozi. Guys sit down!”

Mingyu: “Ow ow ow, get off me jun”

Vernon: “Oh shit the pizza place is calling me! What do I do?!”

Seungkwan: “Don’t answer it”

Vernon: “I can’t, they know my name, my number, they know where I liveeeee”

Seungkwan: “Why would you tell them where you live?" 

Vernon: "Pizza delivery?”

Seungkwan: “Just decline the call vernon!" 

Vernon: "Oh no they are calling again! Help me Seungkwan!”

Seungkwan: “Just give me the god damn phone” *snatches phone*

Jun: *yanks mingyu’s hair*

Mingyu: “Rawrrrr” *picks up the metal spoon to hit jun*


Mingyu & Jun:*silently sits back down*

Scoups: "I need a drink”

Joshua: “Drink water”

Joshua: “Not alcohol”

Scoups: “Soju is clear like water” *drinks a shot of soju*

Joshua: “Close enough”

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Zimbits Sugar Daddy AU

Run For Cover

Chapter- 1 /10

Rating: Mature  (see ao3 for tags/warnings)

Notes:  A proper sugar daddy AU because I feel like I owe all of you.  Plus I reached 2k followers so this is my gift to you <3 <3  I love you all in this fandom so much I don’t even have words.

Summary:  Sugar Daddy. The idea is foreign to both NHL Captain Jack Zimmermann, and struggling grad student Eric Bittle. But the idea also has merit, so long as they can follow the rules, and above all, not let emotions get involved. Unfortunately those things aren’t as easy as they sound.


It started with pie. Or at least, that’s the way Eric Bittle always starts the story, years later when he’s asked how he fell into the life of NHL star Jack Zimmermann.


Head aching, Bitty stared at the text, debating about cancelling the lunch date. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy his weekly café trips with Shitty—frankly they were the highlight of his exhausting life, and half the time he was pretty sure he wouldn’t get through his Thursday and Friday without them, but this week had been a nightmare. He hadn’t bothered to consider the holiday rush, or that people might actually start looking online for baking orders instead of local shops.

The idea had been Shitty’s in the first place, the little online bakery. “Brah, you stress-bake like…constantly, and it’s pretty fucking nice your roomies get to benefit from all this buttery goodness, but you could literally turn this into a second job.”

It was how second year law student B. Shitty Knight got Bitty a business licence, and etsy storefront, and two hundred bucks in google advertising.

It did alright.

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