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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode
  1. Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?
  2. What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?
  3. What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?
  4. Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?
  5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?
  6. Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?
  7. Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?
  8. Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?
  9. Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?
  10. Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?
  11. In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?
  12. In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?
  13. Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?
  14. Does your character remember names or faces easier?
  15. Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?
  16. Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?
  17. What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?
  18. Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?
  19. What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?
  20. In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?
  21. If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?
  22. What does your character like in other people?
  23. What does your character dislike in other people?
  24. How quick is your character to trust someone else?
  25. How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?
  26. How does your character behave around children?
  27. How does your character normally deal with confrontation?
  28. How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?
  29. What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?
  30. What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?
  31. Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.
  32. Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.
  33. In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?
  34. Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?
  35. How does your character behave around people they like?
  36. How does your character behave around people they dislike?
  37. Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?
  38. Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?
  39. Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?
  40. How does your character treat people in service jobs?
  41. Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?
  42. Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?
  43. Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?
  44. How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?
  45. What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?
The Formal Application

So, as I’ve said before, my mental health and personal life hasn’t been great right now and it’s been affecting my ability to write. It honestly hasn’t gotten much better yet but I’ve been working on a multi-part fic that I hope to cover some of the requested fic topics in. It will be about the adoption au, and the adoption process but may slightly diverge from that path, I guess we shall see.

Anyways, thanks for sticking around during this.

This chapter will be very short, it’s only 321 words, but future chapters will be longer!!!

 And without further delay I give you part one of ‘A Triple Threat’!


You Are Here, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four


The Formal Application

David sat anxiously. He was in the waiting room of the adoption agency. He had just filled out the formal application for the adoption process. The questions had been difficult to answer, and at times were very personal, but he filled them out and hadn’t once rethought his decision. Right now he was waiting for them to look it over and tell him if there were any major issues with his responses. They’d phone him again to tell him if he had passed if his answers seemed fine now.

He looked up when the man at the front desk waved him over.

“Well,” He said, “your answers seemed pretty good. Nothing too out of the ordinary, you can expect our call within the next two weeks to let you know if you’ve passed this stage.” The man, Brian according to his name tag, leaned in and said “But I wouldn’t be too worried, people don’t usually fail this stage.” He winked at David and returned to his computer.

David nodded and walked out of the building and to his car. He knew that Brian was probably right, he knew what he was talking about, but David did worry.

He had to worry.

He worried from the moment he had heard that Max had entered the system, and had been bouncing from foster home to foster home with nobody keeping him long.

He knew that that was hard on a kid, he didn’t know what happened to Max’s family but he knew one thing. Max was never going to find a family at this rate. They didn’t understand that Max wasn’t a bad kid, they didn’t know the things that he needed, or that he was just afraid and lashing out. David knew these things, and David was going to fight for Max. He would keep fighting for Max until he had him in his care.

Because somebody fucking has to.

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Breathtaking in Black (Part 4)

A/N: IT’S FINALLY HERE PEOPLE.  I’m sorry I’ve been dead for over a month but here you go :)  This one is significantly longer than the third chapter I promise so enjoy! 

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Part 3

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Adrien heard the faint sound of a bell as he pushed open the front door to the Dupain-Cheng bakery.  Thousands of wonderful smells mixed together in the air around him as he approached the couple working behind the counter.  

“Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Dupain Cheng,” he greated with a wide smile.  Sabine smiled back at him as Tom continued to stack loaves of bread on the shelf just behind her.  

“Good afternoon Adrien!  Are you by any chance here to see Marinette?” she asked with a subtle wink that he almost missed.  Tom stopped stacking suddenly and turned his attention toward their conversation.

“Well actually yes,” Adrien confessed as the couple exchanged a quick smile.  

“I missed school today for some activities that my dad had arranged for me this morning.” Lie.  “A friend of mine texted me and said that Marinette hadn’t shown up after lunch break, and that she was worried she might be sick.” Also a lie.  “So I figured I would stop by and see how she’s feeling if I had the time.” Less of a lie but still not fully true.  This was only his second time ever talking to Marinette’s parents, and here he was lying to their faces.  He hoped to never make a habit of doing such a thing, but what other option did he have?  He just wanted to see her and to know she was alright.  

“Well,” Tom spoke first.  “I believe she said she needed to lie down for a bit.  She seemed pretty exhausted so she may be sleeping.  If you’d like, you can go on up and wait for her in the living room.  I’m sure she won’t be long.”

Adrien’s expression lit up.  “Yes, I don’t mind waiting at all.  If she’s still asleep after a while I’ll head out, but I’d really like to see her if that’s alright.”

“Of course son, head on up,” Tom said.  Adrien nodded, quickly thanked the couple and headed up the stairs to their apartment.  He knocked gently before letting himself in.  Marinette’s main living space was just as he’d remembered it.  It was so cozy and comfortable in comparison to his large, cold mansion.  

On top of that, her house just looked a lot more lived in than his.  Pictures of her family covered the walls and shelves.  Drawings and school projects that Marinette must have done years ago covered the refrigerator.  This must be what having a real family is like Adrien thought to himself as he took a seat on her living room couch.

After a few minutes, Adrien heard movement coming from the door in the ceiling that he knew lead to her room.  He slowly made his way up her stairs and gently knocked on the door.  “One moment Papa!” he heard her call from the other side of the door.

“Actually, it’s Adrien,” he replied.  Marinette’s heart dropped.  Her hair brush fell to the floor as she froze in place.  “What was that?” Adrien called again from her steps.  These boys are trying to kill me she thought as she shook her head and tried to think of a reply.

“Oh, I um.. I brushed my drop.” smooth.  She cringed silently as she forced herself to continue speaking.  “I’ll be down in a minute,” she managed.  Her heart was beating at an incredible rate as she leaned down to pick her brush up off the floor.  

“Okay I’ll wait down here if that’s alright!” he called up before descending her stairs and sitting down on the couch once more.  Marinette turned to face her mirror.  How did he get in my house?  Why is he here?  Why do blonde haired, green eyed boys enjoy giving me heart attacks so often!? She thought as she ran her brush through her hair a couple of times.  She took a deep breath and began getting dressed.

“Wow marinette, you sure are popular recently?” Tikki teased as she hovered above her chosen’s head.  Marinette glared at her as she pulled her pink capri’s up over her hips and fastened the button.  Normally, she would swoon at the idea of Adrien popping over for a casual visit.  However, she was in no condition to even pretend she could be casual around him.  She had been up all night thinking about him and Chat Noir and trying to figure out her feelings.  Just when she gets a moment to rest and clear her head, he shows up unannounced.  

“Tikki this isn’t funny.  What am I going to do?  I can’t just go down there and casually have a conversation with him.  I suck at being casual,” she admitted with a huff.

“Just be yourself Marinette.  He skipped school to come see if you were alright.  Obviously he cares about you.”  Marinette closed her eyes and took a deep breath before putting on a brave smile.  She nodded at her kwami and headed for her door.  She was going to survive this.

Adrien’s ears perked up as he heard the sound of her door opening.  He quickly turned his head to see her smiling back at him as she walked down the steps.  “Well this sure is a surprise” Marinette remarked.  “I could have sworn you were supposed to be in school right about now.”  Adrien smirked and stood up from her couch.

“I could say the same to you,” he added playfully.  She smiled at him and walked past him to sit down on the couch.  Marinette looked up at him and hesitantly patted the seat next to her, inviting him to sit.  Adrien returned her warm smile and settled down beside her.  Marinette took in a deep breath and tried to figure out how much she could tell him without giving away too much.

“To tell you the truth I’m not sick.  I’ve kind of just been stressed out for a couple of days.” Marinette spoke slowly; thinking about each word before she stated it.  Adrien’s expression seemed very worried.  She didn’t want him to be concerned over her personal issues, but at the same time she found his interest to be heart warming.  “It’s not really something you need to worry about Adrien, but thanks for coming to check on me.”

She was wrong.  He had every right to be concerned.  He had made her uncomfortable and stressed to the point where she was skipping school to catch up on sleep.  She had bags under her eyes and was clearly shaking and it was all his fault.  All because he had a bad habit of getting carried away when the suit was on.

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” he asked.  “You don’t have to tell me everything of course, but it might help to get some of it off of your chest.”  This statement only seemed to stress Marinette out more.  She broke eye contact with him and began tapping her fingers nervously as she tried to piece together sentences in her head.  Adrien waited patiently as she silently scripted everything out.

“Okay well there is this guy who I am really close friends with,” she began.  “He and I have been becoming pretty close recently, but now he wants to tell me this huge secret about himself and I’m worried about how that secret will affect our friendship.”  Adrien hung on every word as she spoke.  “He has been leaving me clues and my head is just a whirlwind of unanswered questions that I’m not even sure I have the right to ask.”

Marinette’s whole body was shaking.  Her fingers nervous tapped against her thigh.  He was so close to her, but now wasn’t the time to turn into a stuttering, blubbering mess.  She suddenly felt her hand stop moving as a warm pressure was gently applied to the back of it.  Adrien was holding her hand.  He took it gently in his in a way that was strangely familiar and began instinctively rubbing small circles against her palm.  Her heart skipped a beat at the gesture, but she allowed herself to calm down slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his palm in order to let him know the gesture was appreciated.

“Basically, I can’t tell why he suddenly feels the need to open up about something so personal to me.  I want to think it’s because he trusts me, but it honestly feels like he’s just toying with my brain.”  

That stung.  Adrien froze and almost dropped her hand completely.  She thought he was toying with her.  She thought he had purposely devised a plan just to stress her out and fill her head with questions.  This was the exact opposite of what he wanted.  He just wanted to be able to share his identity with someone he trusted.  Of course ladybug would have been his first choice, but she had made it very clear that she wanted no part of an identity reveal so he chose the other important girl in his life.  He never meant to hurt her.  Adrien took in a breath and prepared to justify his own actions.

“You said that you considered this guy to be a close friend of yours right?” he began.  Marinette nodded with a small smile that he almost missed.  “If he’s really your friend then I don’t think he would intentionally do anything to make you upset or stressed out.”  Marinette knew he was right, but hearing it out loud still felt better than thinking it.  She turned her eyes back to his and took a moment to absorb his kind expression.  She really did still love him.

“Yeah you’re right” she admitted as she allowed her shoulders to relax and her shaking to slow.  “It’s just, there’s some stuff that I haven’t been completely honest with him about either.”  Adrien’s eyes widened at this.  She had a secret?  He had never once considered the idea that he wasn’t the only one keeping secrets in their friendship.  

“If he’s really your friend, then he wouldn’t pressure you into sharing anything you weren’t prepared to,” Adrien added.  Marinette nodded as the same small smile from before found its way across her face.  She knew everything he was saying was true.  The Chat Noir she had fought beside for the past two years would never force her into revealing her identity and he would never intentionally cause her unnecessary stress.  She had been over thinking things as usual.  

“Thank you Adrien,” she whispered as she beamed back at him.  He felt his face get warm as he watched her smile grow.  She had clearly calmed down. The pink that he had come to adore spread across her cheeks as they continued to smile at each other.  No matter how wonderfully flattering that color was on her, he couldn’t get the picture of her in all black out of his head.  It truly was his new favorite color on her.

Adrien gently shook his head as he felt himself beginning to blush.  His heart was fluttering in his chest.  He really had become fond of Marinette in the few months they had spent getting to know one another.  He felt comfortable and safe around her.  This was a feeling he certainly never felt at his own home.  Maybe that was why he preferred her house so much.

“Well I’ll let you get back to resting.  Wouldn’t want you to miss another day of school just because I kept you up,” he said as he rose from the couch.  Marinette stood up after him and walked him over her to her door.

“Thank you so much for stopping by” she mumbled with a slight bow as she opened the door for him.  Adrien paused for a moment and then took a step toward her.  He wrapped his arms around her waist in a tight embrace and held her close against his chest.  Marinette froze in shock, but then slowly returned his hug.  They held each other in silence for only a few seconds before Adrien reluctantly released her.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he declared as he turned toward her door.

“Y-yeah.  See y-you tomorrow,” she stuttered out.  As she watched the door close behind him, she could still feel his arms around her waist.  She definitely still had strong feelings for him.  How could she not?  He was kind, polite, honest and an amazing friend.  Not to mention the fact that he was growing more and more attractive each day.

“That settles it!” Marinette proclaimed as she turned from the door.

“Settles what?” tikki asked as she flew out from her hiding spot in Marinette’s jacket.

“I’ll admit that you may have been right about me developing some feelings for Chat Noir.  Obviously, I have a thing for blondes.” Tikki snickered.  “But my feelings for Adrien are still very strong and I’m not ready to give up on that.  I’ve made up my mind,” Marinette declared.  

Tikki didn’t appear half as convinced as her chosen.  “So you’re just going to give up on your feelings for him because your feelings for Adrien haven’t gone away?” the tiny creature asked puzzled.  

“No of course not, but no matter who Chat ends up being behind that mask, he’s my friend first and that’s a relationship I can’t risk losing,”  Marinette clarified as she began walking back up the stairs to her room.  “Whatever happens after the dance happens, but right now I need to focus on doing what’s best for my mental sanity.  Right now, my mental sanity requires another nap.”

Tikki rolled her eyes but gave her chosen a soft smile.  “Your mental sanity just woke up from a nap,” she reminded Marinette.  

“It would appear that my sanity is easily overwhelmed by the presence of blonde boys with green eyes.” Marinette and Tikki exchanged laughter as Mari closed her trap door beneath her and lied back down on her bed. From now on, she wasn’t going to let herself spend all hours of the day worrying about future events that were out of her control. Adrien was right. Chat was her friend first and that was a bond that could never be broken.

Part 5

Intro post

-Chase-Meridian Johnson,16,Sept.26.01

-I’m studying Med skills、Japanese, Italian,Algebra, AP Lang,Yoga. I love languages most of all though.

-I love watching Netflix and rick and Morty. I really love dogs and animals in general. I am a bisexual female. Most of my notes will be ugly sorry just starting out.

Please fill free to ask me any questions!

We’ve now added a formal application for our future TIAFOE artists!

Hopefully, this will not only speed up the process, but also get the crucial questions related to this application out of the way! If you fine folks are interested in joining the TIAFOE crew, just fill out the form right here! If you have any further questions, just PM me @midnightclubx


Many thanks to @toonmedic for creating it and helping us save a bunch of time in the process!

More Pharmacy Fuckery: Pharmacy Follies

-I’m getting really fucking tired of people snapping off at me because of the misinformation of others.

If your doctor told you that your prescription would be ready by the time you got here and it’s not, call up your doctor and cuss HIM out. Your doctor does NOT run this pharmacy.

If your doctor told you that Pantoprazole only costs $5, which in all actuality it costs $103, cuss HIM out and slap yourself for thinking a prescription medication is that cheap.

If your doctor sent you here to get vaccinations, because he doesn’t have them in stock, and your insurance does not cover them at the pharmacy, cuss out your INSURANCE.

If I tell you that your prescription will be ready at 4:45 and you show up at 3:15, don’t yell at me because your prescription is not ready. Slap yourself because if I tell you to come back at a certain time and you come in earlier, you have YOURSELF to be mad at for not listening to what I told you.

If another chain pharmacy sent you here because they don’t have any Atenolol in stock, cuss THEM out. It’s not my fault that shit’s on back order. I didn’t make you “drive all the way over here and stand in a long line” just so I could tell you that we don’t have it. If anything, you can be mad at me because I refused to waste my time calling around for a medication that I know no one has. I got better shit to do with my time. Like taking care of the 10 other people in line behind you.

-Asshole: “I’m here to pick up my prescriptions.”

Me: “Your total is $5.”

Asshole: “Um, my mom told me it would be free.”

Me: “Your insurance is charging $5 for the Valacyclovir.”

Asshole: “What’s that for?”

Me: “It’s an antiviral medication.”

Asshole: “What about the birth control?”

Me: “There’s no charge on that.”

Asshole: “Ok, I just want that.”

Me: “Are you sure you don’t want the Valacyclovir?”

And the reason I asked that is because her mouth is crusted up with cold sores.

Asshole: “No, I don’t need that. I’ll just take the birth control.”

Okey dokey. And for the dude’s sake, I hope to God she’s not putting any dick(s) in her trap. Lord have mercy.

-Highlight of my week: Ya’ll remember the story of the Fucktard patient who came in screaming at everyone over her dad’s Atenolol? Well, the other day, I noticed a script for her dad. The first thing I said….

Me: “I hope to God she comes in when we have a floater pharmacist because she alienated EVERYONE who works in this whole fucking store and NO ONE is willing to wait on her.”

And the Pharmacy Gods must’ve heard me because she showed up when a floater pharmacist was in the house! She shows up and demands to speak to the pharmacist. S the pharmacist goes to help her. S is one smooth cat. He and I go way back. Anyways, her dad has no insurance so he was getting his shit billed to discount cards. Apparently, they were removed from his profile and she had a fucking stroke. She wanted to know who removed them. Who the fuck knows? Here’s where the fun begins…

S: “I don’t know who removed the cards but if you have them, I can put them back in the profile.”

Fucktard: “I don’t have any cards! The girls put them in the profile for me!”

V: “I don’t know any of the discount cards. That’s M(meaning me) who knows all of them and she ain’t here.”

Luckily for Fucktard, J remembered one and put it in the profile. Saved her some money, however, the damage was done. She demanded the store managers cell phone number so she can make a complaint on everyone. Again. Of course, that wasn’t going to happen so she had to settle on calling the store when he’s in.

The piece de resistance is when they told me the story. You all know I had a fucking field day with it. Particularly “the girls put them in the profile for me”. The same girls, meaning me and the rest of the pharmacy staff, she has completely alienated with her rude, antagonizing and damn near abusive ways. It’s true that I’m the one who has the discount card hook up. I have so many memorized because I know how expensive medication can be and I try to save folks money. Technically, we’re not supposed to hook patient’s up with them as they’re supposed to show them to us but I can’t do that to people. I may be an asshole but I try not to be a huge one and I can’t justify charging someone a shit ton of money on a prescription when I know of a discount card that will drop it down cheap.

Well, I’ll be tossed in a tornado and fucked in a barnyard, when it comes to Fucktard, my mind went blank. I don’t have any discount cards memorized for *her*. You don’t get MY help at all when you say you have nothing but problems with me and you call corporate on me accusing me of “assaulting” you. See what happens when you act like a cunt to my fellow coworkers especially when everyone has been nothing but nice to you. This is called reaping what you’ve sown.

-Asshole: “I need to get a flu shot.”

Me: “Ok, just need you to fill out this form, answer questions 1 through 5, sign it, date it and bring it back up to to the counter and the pharmacist will be with you in a moment to give you your shot.”

Asshole: “I filled out a form last time I got a flu shot.”

Me: “You have to fill a form every time you get a vaccination.”

Asshole: “I don’t see why. Nothing changed from last year.”

Me: “Look, you want a flu shot, you’re required to fill out a form. Without a filled out form, you’re not getting a flu shot. That’s not up for debate and I’m not in the mood to play around. So what will it be?”

Asshole: “Ok, I’ll fill out the form.”

Yeah, that’s what I thought. I think dude sensed in my voice that I wasn’t fucking around and that he almost came close to dying.

Other than that fuckery, everyone behaved themselves tonight. Good thing too because I wasn’t above ripping my uterus out to beat someone over the head with it. Thank God I’m off until Monday. I think it’s best to stay inside and keep away from civilization until then.

- And speaking of flu shots, you can NOT get one through the drive-thru. It’s physically impossible! I fucking can’t with that shit. Stupid jackasses!!

-While on topic of flu shots, I got mine yesterday. Here’s where the fun begins….

H: “I’ll give you your shot right before you leave so you don’t faint while working.”

Me: “Yeah, it’s better to give it to me right before I go home. That way, in the event that I do faint, I’ll do so while I’m driving home.”

ROFLMAO!! And no, I didn’t faint. I would guess that’s obvious considering I’m still around to write this shit, lol.

-Idiot: “I’m here to pick up my prescriptions.”

I fetch them, ring him out and as I hand them to him, I ask….

Me: “Do you have any questions for the pharmacist?”

Idiot: “Not for the pharmacist, but in general. If I had an allergic reaction to Tramadol, should I still take it?”

Mind you, I just sold him some fucking Tramadol.

Me: “If you’re allergic to Tramadol, why did you refill it?”

Idiot: “Because I have a refill on it.”

Me: “Why would you want to take something that caused you an allergic reaction?”

Idiot: “I thought I had to take it because I have a refill on it.”

Me: “Again, why would you want to take something that caused you an allergic reaction?”

Cue the Kookaburra’s. Needless to say, I took it back, refunded his money and closed out the script. Sweet Merciful Jesus Lord God.

-Dipshit goes up to J and asks what’s good for a rash. Here’s where the fun begins…

J: “Is it itchy?”

Dipshit: “I’m not sure.”

J: “Uh, you’re not sure? Are you itchy or not?”

Dipshit: “I don’t think so.”

Apparently, that was a trick question. The fuck’s going on around here?!!

-I knew my day was going to be shit when there were people already waiting before the pharmacy opened. I wanted to jump out the drive thru drawer when they informed me that they barely spoke English. Here’s where the fun begins…

Lady: “Me no speak English. Polish. Need to take test. Me daughter gave me list. Need to buy for me and husband.”

She shows me a hand written note with a list of shit to buy for colonoscopy. The list was extremely vague.

Me: “Your daughter wrote for 2 bottles of Magnesium Citrate. Is that all together or do you need 2 bottles for each of you?”

Lady: “No understand.”

Me: “I’m giving you 4. She also wrote for a Laxative. However, that could mean tablets or powder. I don’t know which one the doctor wants you to take. You’ll have to call doctor so you get the right one.”

Lady: “No understand.”

Me: “It also says 4 bottles of Gatorade. I’m not sure if it’s just for one person or two so here’s 8 to be on the safe side.”

Now, I’m not hating on folks who don’t speak English. What I am hating on is the daughter who couldn’t be bothered to go to the store to buy this shit and felt sending her non-English speaking parents with a vague note for a medical procedure would be suffice.

-Asshole: “I’m here to pick up prescriptions.”

Me: “I have nothing ready. Was the doctor supposed to call something in?”

Asshole: “They were refills. They were here for about 2 weeks.”

Me: “Ok, now I remember. I put them back in stock yesterday.”

Asshole: “I called the other day and told them I would pick them up on Monday!”

Me: “And they were put back on Tuesday.”

Asshole “How long do you hold prescriptions for?! I called and said I’d pick them up on Monday!”

Me: “We hold scripts for 12 days. However, because it’s been extremely busy these last few days, that means things weren’t put back for an extra 4 days. So anything that was sitting here for 16 days was put back yesterday.”

Asshole: “Well, it’s extremely inconvenient for me to come here as I don’t live around here!”

Me: “Ok, so do you want me to fill them again?”

Asshole: “Yes.”

Me: “Did you want to come back or come in and wait.?”

Asshole: “I’ll wait.”

Me: “Ok, come on in and we’ll get it ready.”

Asshole: “I’m not coming in.”

Me: “You can’t wait in the drive-thru. I have cars behind you.”

Asshole: “All you have to do is put pills in a bottle!”

Me: “There’s more involved than just putting pills in a bottle. So if you want to wait, come in.”

Asshole: “Just transfer all my stuff to the pharmacy closer to my home.”

Me: “I can’t do that. You’ll have to call them and request the transfer.”

Asshole: “Fine! And why is this semi truck blocking my way?”

Me: “Because it’s the delivery truck.”

Asshole: “And they have to park right there?!”

Me: “Yes, the delivery doors are located at the back of the store.”

Asshole: “So why is it blocking my way?”

Me: “Because that’s where the back of the store is.”

Asshole: “Can you tell them to move?”

Me: “No.”

Asshole: “You’re not going to tell them to move?”

Me: “I could tell them but they’re not going to do so while they’re unloading the truck.”

Asshole: “This is unbelievable! I’m never coming here again!”

Which means she’ll be back tomorrow. God help me.

-Idiot: “I need to return these medications.”

Me: “We don’t take back medication once it’s been sold.”

Idiot: “I didn’t even open it. It still has the receipt on the bag.”

Me: “Doesn’t matter. Once it leaves, we can’t take it back.”

Idiot: “You have to take it back! My son went out of town and he needs his medication. He told me that I have to return it so that he can get it filled at a pharmacy near him.”

Me: “We can’t take it back. The only thing I can suggest is you mail it out to him.”

Idiot: “I can’t do that! I need to return these! I want to speak to the pharmacist!”

I give H the low down and here’s where the fun begins….

H: “We cannot take back medication once it leaves the pharmacy.”

Idiot: “You have to take it back! My son needs his medication! I wasn’t supposed to pick it up! He went out of town! It’s not even open.”

H: “Doesn’t matter. Once it leaves, I can’t take it back.”

Idiot: “But my son needs his medication!”

H: “You can mail it to him.”

Idiot: “I can’t mail it to him! He’s out of town!”

H: “Out of town like out of the country?”

Idiot: “No, in Waukegan.”

H: “Uh, that’s here in Illinois.”

Idiot: “I know.”

H: “And he can’t come pick up his medication and you can’t mail it?”

Idiot: “No. I wasn’t supposed to pick it up!”

H: “So why did you pick it up then?”

Idiot: “I didn’t know he went out of town.”

H: “When did you pick these up?”

Idiot: “5 days ago.”

H: “You picked these up 5 days ago and didn’t know your son went out of town? Regardless, we can’t take them back. You’ll have to mail them out to him or have him come and pick them up.”

I fucking can’t with these wank pots.

-Asshole: “I need to get this.”

She hands me this card…..

Me: “You have to go to the front register for this.”

Asshole: “Well someone should put a sign up saying that so they don’t have to wait in a long line at the pharmacy!”

Me: “It says so right here.”

And I pointed it out to her. The stupid look on her face was truly a Kodak moment.

-Moments when you wish you could tell someone to get the fuck away from you….

Fucktard: “My mom needs this filled. She hasn’t taken it in a long time!”

Me: “According to this, she hasn’t taken it in over 2 years.”

Because these assholes tend to hoard shit, I checked the profile to see when she had it last. Sure enough, this is the last time she took it.

Me: “ We’ll have to call the doctor to get a new prescription on this because this is so old, it’s not even in her profile.”

Fucktard: “Can you call right now? This is an emergency.”

Me: “The pharmacist will call when she gets a chance.”

Fucktard: “Can she call now? My mom really needs to take this!”

Me: “If she can go over 2 years and 1 month without taking this, she can wait until it gets resolved later in the day.”

That was my 1st patient of the day. I need a fucking vacation from this joint.

-Idiot: “I need to get this filled.”

She hands me a script for Phentermine. For those who don’t know, it’s an appetite suppressant and most insurances do not cover it. Being that she’s on Medicaid, I know for a fact that they don’t cover it. Here’s where the fun begins….

Me: “Your insurance does not cover this. If you want to get it, it will be $26.”

Idiot: “What do you mean it’s not covered? I have top of the line insurance and they told me they cover everything.”

Me: “You have Medicaid, and like most insurances, they don’t cover everything. Especially true of diet aids.”

Idiot: “I’m not taking this to diet. I’m overweight and I need to lose weight.”

I had to take a moment to ponder the stupidity in that sentence but once my left eye stopped twitching….

Me: “It’s an appetite suppressant to help you control your diet by preventing you from overeating. Diet meaning intake of food. Regardless, they don’t cover it.”

Idiot: “But I need to take it. That’s why my doctor prescribed it.”

Me: “I understand that but that doesn’t change the fact that your insurance does not cover it.”

Idiot: “You need to call them and tell them I need it.”

Me: “I have no reason to call because it’s not covered. At best, you can ask the doctor to call the insurance to see if they’ll do an override for it but more likely than not, it will be denied.”

Idiot: “I’ll call the insurance because the last time I was here, you all told me they don’t cover Tylenol and they did!”

Me: “That’s different. Medicaid does cover certain brands of Acetaminophen. However, if you think you can work some magic and get this covered, give them a call.”

Idiot: “So you’re telling me that you’re not going to fill my prescription?”

Me: “No, that’s not what I told you. I told you that Medicaid does not cover it and if you want to get it, you’ll have to pay $26.”

Idiot: “I’m not paying $26 for something I really need.”

Me: “Here’s your script back.”

Idiot: “So you’re not going to fill it?”

Me: “Only if you want to pay $26 for it because as of right now, Medicaid does NOT cover it. There’s nothing to debate, I’m not going to sit here and debate it so you have 2 options. I can fill it for $26 or I can hand your script back and you can take it up with Medicaid. What will it be?”

Idiot: “I’m going to call Medicaid! This is ridiculous!”

Me: “Here’s your script. You have a nice day.”

Wasting my time with that bullshit. Get the fuck outta here.

-Ever since my gall bladder took a huge shit on me and was removed, my digestive system has turned into a huge cock smoker. I can’t eat nothing because everything I eat usually wants to come out in full fury 10 minutes after I eat and I’m so not joking that when I have to go, I HAVE to go or else I’m going to boo boo all over myself.

So I come back from lunch and as usual, my stomach starts churning and that’s my sign that I need to clench cheeks and haul ass to the doo dooer. As I’m making my way to the potty, I hear someone say “Excuse me!” but I didn’t look because I wasn’t sure if they were talking to me and dammit to hell, I’m on a fucking mission. As I’m getting closer to the shitter, I hear “EXCUSE ME! MISS!” and I turn around and notice it’s one of my idiot patients. I’m standing at the rest room door and I snapped….

Me: “I’ll help you in a moment, ok?!”

Asshole: “But I need to get this refilled.”

And he shows me a fucking prescription bottle. I damn near lost my shit, both literally and figuratively, at this point….

Me: “Then take it to the pharmacy because I can’t fill it in the rest room!!”

And I ran in there, praying to God that some asshole didn’t piss or shit all over the toilet seat because I forgot to bring the disinfectant spray, and thankfully, I made it in time. The next time some asshole stops me with that level of stupidity, I will not hesitate to let my bowels loose on them just so they’ll learn. Jesus molested in a manger!!!

-Asshole’s in line and having a somewhat rather loud conversation on his phone. There’s one thing that rubs my clitoris the wrong way and that’s assholes on their phone when they come to the counter so I figured I’d give him a few minutes to finish up. Nope. Not this shit bag. He’s just gabbing away. I call him to the counter. Because he’s still running his trap, I ask…

Me: “Can I help you?”

And he’s looking at me but still talking on his phone.

Me: “Can I help you?”

Still talking on the phone. At that point, I walk into the Hole and take a moment to eat a few Reese Cups. Fuckface is still on the fucking phone. I go back out there and ask….

Me: “Can I help you?”

As he’s talking on the phone, he gives me his last name. I don’t see anything ready for him…..

Me: “There’s nothing ready for you. Was the doctor supposed to call something in?”

Asshole: “No, I need refills.”

Me: “What do you need?”

And he’s still talking on his phone. That’s when I lost my shit….

Me: “How about you finish your conversation and when you’re done, you come back in line and I’ll help you.”

He makes the grave mistake of saying….

Asshole: “Calm down.”

Oh dear. You all know it’s about to get ugly….

Me: “I am calm. Do I really need to explain to an adult that it’s rude to be on a cell phone while expecting someone to help you? Seriously? If the phone call was that important then don’t come to the counter until you’re off the phone.”

And you can bet your sweet asses that he shut the fuck up. And that’s when I had enough of dealing with that shit and I put up signs stating something to the effect that no cell phone use at the counter and if you’re on it, you’ll be asked to leave the counter. Enough is enough with that bullshit.

-Fucktard: “I’m here to pick up prescriptions.”

Me: “Do you have new insurance? The one we have on file is coming up expired.”

Fucktard: “No, it’s the same insurance. Check it again.”

Me: “According to the insurance, it expired on 8/26.”

Fucktard: “That’s impossible. It’s union insurance. It never expires.”

I give her credit as that’s a new one I’ve heard.

Me: “You’ll have to contact the insurance. That’s what they’re telling me.”

Fucktard: “I don’t need to contact anyone. I know it’s not expired.”

Me: “That’s what they’re telling me when I submit claims to them.”

Fucktard: “You’re mistaken.”

Me: “Ok then call the insurance and find out what’s going on.”

Fucktard: “There’s no reason for me to call them.”

Me: “Ok, so do you want to pay out of pocket for this because as of right now, your insurance is telling me it’s expired.”

Fucktard: “I’m not paying for anything because I have insurance.”

Me: “Look, you got 2 options. You can either call the insurance and find out what’s going on or you can pay cash price for this.”

Fucktard: “How can my insurance be expired?”

Me: “You’ll have to call them and ask them.”

Fucktard: “Are you sure you’re billing it right?”

Me: “I’ve been billing insurances for 17 years. It’s being billed right. That’s how I know it’s coming up expired. If it wasn’t, it would be way easier for me to fill your prescriptions than to stand here wasting my time trying to convince you that your insurance is expired. So unless you plan on paying cash price for these, I’m going to need you to get out of my line so I can take care of the next person.”

I told you all, I’m not in the mood for any bullshit at this point.

-For the love of all that’s sanctified and holy, *I* do NOT have control over the automated system. It’s a fucking COMPUTER. If you have it set in your profile that you wish to receive phone calls when your prescriptions are ready, it will call you when your prescriptions are ready even if we’re still waiting for the doctor to call back on some of them or if there’s an insurance problem on some of them.

So coming up here to find out that not all of them are ready and screaming at me because you got a call that they’re ready is all for naught. It’s a fucking computer. It doesn’t realize that there’s issues with the other scripts. The sooner you assholes realize that you’re not talking to a real person and that the computer is doing what it’s programmed to do, you’ll save yourself a LOT of aggravation. And the next asshole who screams at me about having to make multiple trips up here because “the lady said my prescriptions are ready!” is going to get punched in the fucking junk!!!!

-Look, Arseholes, I have no control over the key pad asking for donations for Hurricane Maria. I know in the last few weeks, the company has been hitting up everyone up for donations for victims of all the hurricanes. If you do NOT want to donate, just press the red fucking button that says “no thanks”. I do NOT need to hear your reason for why you choose not to donate. I’m not judging.

HOWEVER, if your stupid ass, and there were SEVERAL of you, makes the mistake of saying how you prefer to only help those that live in “our country”, I WILL make a point to educate you that those brown skinned Spanish people in Puerto Rico are AMERICAN CITIZENS, as Puerto Rico is a commonwealth of the United States, and they deserve as much help as those who live inside the continental United States.

I swear, I fucking can’t with people today. Especially after reading what happened in Las Vegas. My thoughts and prayers go out to all those who were affected by that tragedy.

He was a grunge boy, i was on wrestling team, can i make it anymore obvious?
R and Bahorel meet behind their schoolgym to smoke, become friends and somehow both get through highschool allright :^)

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[12:37:13 AM] casamune.: me: ok so i have to wake up early, i should sleep soon
       also me: /starts spectre

       general anxiety level: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
       do you feel scared?  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
       are you regretful?  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
       general temper / mood: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


madeleine: i see you filled out most of the paperwork. just a few questions to complete your evaluation, if i may. do you exercise?
bond: when i have to. 
madeleine: do you consider your employment to be psychologically stressful?
bond: sometimes. 

it was all right here, really. lovely roses to look at. they smelled good and it was pleasant looking at them and listening to the faraway traffic. nice hum of bees. the way they went around the flowers, doing their work for their queen.  must read that book about them by the belgian chap, metternich or something. same man who wrote about the ants. extraordinary purpose in life. they didn’t have troubles. just lived and died.  did what they were supposed to do and then dropped dead. why didn’t one see a lot of bees’ corpses  around? ants’ corpses? thousands, millions of them must die every day. perhaps the others ate them. oh, well!  ━━ post 

madeleine: how much alcohol do you consume?
bond: too much. 
madeleine: some broader questions. as a child, would you say you were close to your parents?

when he was young, [he] had enjoyed traveling with his parents to the foreign countries where andrew bond’s company sent him. he’d enjoyed living in hotel suites. […] he also enjoyed spending time with his father.  //  on the walls [in his flat] were other photographs, taken by his mother, a freelance photographer. mostly black-and-white, the photos depicted a variety of images…

bond: my parents died when i was young. 

he didn’t want to sleep. sleep was a healer. he wanted to feel his anger. he didn’t want the comfort of dreams. dreams would only lie  to him and take him somewhere pleasant. they would take him home. […] sometimes he dreamt that his mother and father were still alive. he had no use for dreams.

[neither] did he need to know the truth so that he could – as a tv psychiatrist might suggest – revisit his youthful loss and mourn somehow more authentically.  what nonsense. no, he wanted to know the truth for a much simpler reason, one that fitted him like a savile row bespoke suit: the person who had killed his parents might still be at large in the world, enjoying the sun, sitting down to a pleasant meal or even conspiring to take other lives. if such were the case, bond knew he would make certain that his parents’ assassin met the same fate as they had,  and he would do so efficiently and in accordance with his official remit: by any means necessary.

madeleine: really? how old?
bond: old enough to remember. 

the night i told him his parents died, he hid in here for two days. when he did come out, he wasn’t a boy any more.

…pathological rejection of authority based on unresolved childhood trauma…

madeleine: how, if i may ask?
bond: it was a climbing accident. 
madeleine: so who brought you up?
bond: someone else.

it just happened that [hannes] oberhauser was a friend of mine. he taught me to ski before the war, when i was in my teens. he was a wonderful man. he was something of a father to me at a time when i happened to need one.” 

franz: you know what happens when a cuckoo hatches inside another bird’s nest?
madeleine: yes. it forces the other eggs out.
franz: yes. well, this cuckoo made me realize my father’s life had to end. in a way he’s responsible for the path i took… so thank you, cuckoo! 

anonymous asked:

Hey, I'm currently filling out the form for the Mod Applications- I just have one question regarding the means of contact. In the Mod App rules, you're said to provide a means of contact, but I don't see anywhere to provide it. Was this intentional, or am I missing something?

There should be a Question in the form labeled “Means of Contact” that lists a few suggestions you can choose: Discord, Skype, tumblr url, or Other. If you do not see it, please let me know.

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I have a book of questions that gives you a question for each day of the year. I’ve only ever filled out the question on October 11, which just happens to be National Coming Out Day. The question for that specific day is, “What makes you feel wonderful?” This time, almost 3 years ago, in 2014 I wrote the word acceptance as my answer with the words national coming out day next to it. However, I never imagined being able to accept that part of me. In that moment I had never felt more relieved yet more terrified in my life. I wanted nothing more than to swallow the thoughts and feelings I had and never act on them. That word though, acceptance. It was so daunting and almost seemed impractical. Nevertheless, it was a step. In 2015, I came out to a friend over dinner who later throughout that same night came out to me. What are the odds of that? I felt content with my decision to tell them. That first experience kept me up at night and made me feel like I could be happy and I started to believe in the possibility of love. That year I felt more comfortable with who I was and progressively started telling more people who I felt like I could trust. In 2016, I texted my sister who had just left after a long weekend. In that text I said something along the lines of, “In a perfect world I would have told you while you were still here. In a perfect world I would have told you face to face. However I was scared to tell you and even right now writing this I am scared. I’m gay.” I sent that right before getting picked up by my bestfriend for practice. My heart was racing and the car ride was unusually quiet just because I was so shaken up. My best friend turned to me and asked me if everything was alright, which I replied with a forced ‘yes.’ 3 minutes into the car ride my phone starts ringing, its my sister calling me. My friend looks at me and goes “well aren’t you going to pick it up?” I picked it up and my sister asked me if I was serious which I replied yes with tears filling my eyes. My friend looked over at me with the most concern and confusion. My sister told me she loved me and would love me no matter what or who I loved. I couldn’t speak because I was sobbing so hard and my friend unquestionably decided to drive me back home. In my driveway she waited with me for a half an hour until I could stop crying. Once I did, she asked me what had happened. I still couldn’t speak so I pulled out my phone and showed her the same text I had sent my sister. My friend quickly read it and immediately after looked at me and said, “I love you, please give me a hug.” which I started bawling even more and refused to hug her because I was so emotional. Time jump to present day. It is October 11, 2017. I didn’ t come out to anyone today. I didn’t feel the need to. I know who I am and I am comfortable with the person I see in the mirror. I no longer cry at night because I’m scared someone will hate me. I no longer wish that I was someone I’m not. I no longer try to be someone I’m not. I’m really humble writing this right now because it’s been 4 years since I wrote the word acceptance in that book. 4 years later, I’m a junior in highschool and I talk to a girl everyday that makes me feel happier than ever because I love her and I find myself finding more things to love about her everyday. Today is important because every year someone is figuring out who they are, someone is telling their sibling that they’re gay and someone is smiling because they’re in love. Whether you’re out or not I’m proud of you and I love you.   

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tagged by @bpdrebeccabunch thanks!

It’s perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for: oh god kurama/hiei from yyh I think

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: …. probably kurama/hiei from yyh. or zoro/sanji from one piece. depends. I can’t fucking remember when I got out of the mary sue phase XD

Ship you write the most now: throbb

Ship you read the most now: … oh god now it’s jaime/brienne probably but it’s either that or throbb, but I go at phases like when tfa came out I only read poe/finn for an entire month and so on, that I’ve read the most in my life probably dean/cas because I was in spn fandom for so fucking long I prob. read more of that than anything else

Newest Ship: k/happiness from blade runner 49 :PP no okay seriously and that I’m writing actively-ish probably ironwing 

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: lmaaaao asoiaf: jon/sam, jonc/r, jon/ygritte; anything else: briar/mason from bastille day *screams*, roland/eddie from the dark tower (WOW IT’S MY OTP OF OTPS AND THERE’S NONE OF IT I MEAN), def. ironwing, hunk/lance from voltron, sherlock/lestrade (lmaaaooo good luck to me), like basically 90% of what I’m into because I’m almost never into the popular stuff

Your taboo Ship: jaime/cersei at this goddamned point in time

They never met in canon Ship: jonc/brynden tully SHOOT ME I’LL GO FUCKING DOWN WITH IT

Your unexpected ship: uh sandor/sansa was def. unexpected in my life tbh, poe/finn (listen last thing I expected from vii was to give me a ship within the first fifteen minutes), BRONN/JAIME

The ship you always forget to give love to: I give love to all of my damned ships

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): I don’t do ocs in fanfic sorry

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: at this point I’d be proud of shipping fucking slav/shiro if I shipped it seriously (I don’t but honestly ship shaming needs to die so XD)

Your most romantic ship: maurice/alec of the canon ones, jaime/brienne of the noncanon ones

Your sexiest ship: sexiest? probably old school charles/erik I mean you’ve seen fassbender and mcavoy with long hair, because dayum, or mellors/constance from lady chatterley’s lover BOTH BOOK AND RICHARD MADDEN VERSION

Your most tragic ship: THROBB 

A ship you want more content for: please someone who isn’t me write bastille day fics or roland/eddie pls guys I’m honestly starving

aaand tagging @robb-greyjoy @adolin @ilgattopatata @slushiebear and whoever else wants to u_u

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Tagged by @rikerssexblouse

It’s perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for:  I didn’t know fanfic was a thing until I was watching Voyager as it aired, and was so in love with Tom and B’Elanna that I desperately searched the internet for any mention of them. Behold! Many pages of words people have written about them! I liked The Official P/T Collective on loony archivist A LOT.

First Ship you ever wrote fic for:  Technically I didn’t write it, because it never left my own head, but I used to tell myself so many self-insert stories where I, too, was a police officer at 21 Jump Street (the TV show!) and Tom Hanson loved me so much. (This was back when liking Johnny Depp was edgy and cool, and not evidence of exceedingly poor judgement.)

Ship you write the most now: You will not be surprised to hear it is Tom and B’Elanna.

Ship you read the most now:  You will not be surprised to hear it is Tom and B’Elanna.    

Newest Ship:  ShroomDoc. The scenes in episode 5 between Hugh Culber and Paul Stamets have made me a True Believer. Absolutely adorable and I am rooting for them so hard. 

Rare Ship you wanna read more of:  Not Trek! Steve Rodgers and Sam Wilson (aka Captain American and the Falcon). I am 100% convinced they are in love with each other. And Sam is WAY better for Cap than Bucky. 

Your taboo Ship: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

They never met in canon Ship:  Tom Paris and Lwaxana Troi. What started as a pithy response to an ask has taken over a sizable portion of my heart. 

Your unexpected ship: I’m going to go with Tom and Lwaxana again. Seeing as I think my fic about them is still the only one out there, clearly no one else was expecting them either. 

The ship you always forget to give love to:   ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): Mad Dog Maryam Paris (Tom’s grandmother) 100% hate fucked Lorca at least once. (Assuming the ages are right, I can’t keep track of these things.) 

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: Amongst like-minded individuals? None of them. Amongst, say, my co-workers, who likely don’t even know what “shipping” is? All of them.

Your most romantic Ship: I don’t write Tom and B’Elanna particularly romantically. I don’t really seek out romance in the flowers and chocolates sense, honestly. I like witty banter, a (respectful) battle of wills, and taking care of each other type stuff. But I don’t think of that as romantic. 

Your sexiest ship: Tom and B’Elanna. Obviously.  

Your most tragic ship: B’Elanna and Chakotay, because of this fucking story that rips my heart out (in the best way possible) by @mia-cooper and because they aren’t supposed to be together but they are because they understand each other’s pain. 

A ship you want more content for: Isn’t this the same as the answer for rare ship I want to read more of? It’s definitely Cap and Falcon again, but I will always want to read more Tom and B’Elanna, so them, too. Also, if anyone wants to write more about Tom and Lwaxana, I give you my blessing as Creator the Ship. 

Tagged: I think everyone’s been tagged that I would tag. Have I tagged you in things before and you haven’t been tagged yet? Consider yourself tagged! Everyone consider themselves tagged! If you want to do this, go nuts! You don’t need my permission! 

Tagged by @pixiedane thank you

Its perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for: either remus/sirius or kirk/spock

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: same as above

Ship you write the most now: a few months ago the answer would have been Garak/bashir, but now i don’t focus on any particular ship

Ship you read the most now: same as above

Newest Ship: discovery pairings (so far) followed closely by crazy ex-girlfriend pairings: stamets/culber (what can i say, i’m excited!), burnham/lorca, sylvia/keyla for dsc; heather/valencia, darryl/whijo for cxg

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: all of them! but i was particularly surprised by the lack of archer/shran fics

Your taboo Ship: ???

They never met in canon Ship: i mean lots bc rarepairs but to name a few guinan/uhura, julian/harry and laren/b’elanna

Your unexpected ship: i guess burnham/lorca bc someone i know on facebook suggested it weeks ago and then i was like NO NO PLEASE DON’T and yet here i am

The ship you always forget to give love to: n/a i think (unless i forgot hahah)

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): yes! in my fic neutrinos in bloom (four years post-canon in which everyone returns to ds9 for julian and garak’s wedding) i invented an oc, their adopted daughter ulaya who becomes fast friends with molly o'brien, and in the sequel/threequel i planned but may or may not ever get around to writing, when they become teenagers/adults they fall in love

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: none

Your most romantic ship: ???

Your sexiest ship: ???

Your most tragic ship: uhhhh i always find ways to give people happy endings (at least in the main universe. aus can end angsty (example: this fic i wrote))

A ship you want more content for: All of them. Go forth and make!

Tag: @bpdrebeccabunch @talceles @julieta-juris @static-warp-bubble @trekking-through-life @summerartist @katrinahood @startreklife @lieutenantmalcolmreed

Ship Meme

Tagged by @pixiedane

It’s perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

(That’s good, because I really only ship in the Trek universe and barely read fic for any other fandom)

First Ship you ever read fic for: Janeway/Paris.

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: Hmm. Apparently I wrote a Paris/Torres fic called “Reaching” (or so some random site I found on the wayback tells me) but the fic is, probably fortunately, forever lost to the ether. The first one after that was a Paris/Torres/Kim angst-fest based on a James song (so you see, @notimejustwords, I had that idea like 15 years before you did, lol)

Ship you write the most now: Janeway/Chakotay features in 56 out of 70 of my fics, followed closely by Janeway/anyone who can get her off (thanks @rawkfemme for coining that phrase)

Ship you read the most now: Janeway/Chakotay. It’s the VOY ship that a) has the most consistently good writing and b) is to my taste. (Like, there is probably loads of great Paris/Torres or Janeway/Seven fic out there, but I just … don’t really ship them. So I don’t really read them.)

Newest Ship: Janeway/Lorca. Oh yeah.

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: Well, I’d love to see someone other than @jhelenoftrek and me take up the Janeway/Lorca mantle, but in the absence of that … Janeway/Mark Johnson, Chakotay/Kira and Picard/Janeway are all ships I would read the shit out of. I know I’m sounding really hetero here because basically I am, but I also dig me some Janeway/Torres and I once read a good Janeway/Seska which is an interesting rare pair on so many levels. Ooh, and somebody needs to write me some Lorca/Chakotay. Pretty please?

Your taboo Ship: Uh, in a good or bad way? I just don’t ship Janeway/Seven for reasons I can’t be bothered to go into right now, but I’m not going to tell anyone else not to ship it. I only ship Chakotay/Seven as a J/C plot device (for similar reasons). Janeway/Owen Paris is my guilty pleasure - that’s probably the most taboo, I guess?

They never met in canon Ship: Chakotay/Ro. I know it was hinted that they met when he was teaching tactics, but I would dig that. Also Paris/Ro.

Your unexpected ship: I think I’ve probably already answered this in the Newest Ship question?

The ship you always forget to give love to: I don’t know?

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): I don’t really have an OC … the closest would probably be Ensign Hickman in Fool’s Paradise, who is mentioned once (with no given name) in canon. She’s the only never-seen-in-canon character who’s a true protagonist in any of my stories. And despite pairing her with Chakotay in that story, I’d probably ship her with Harry Kim.

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: I don’t get embarrassed easily. Lol.

Your most romantic Ship: I like Janeway to have a lot of sex with lots of people. But romantically I can’t go past Janeway/Chakotay.

Your sexiest ship: Janeway/Kashyk. Oh, the filthy possibilities…

Your most tragic ship: Depends on your definition of tragedy, I guess. The whole “we can never be together” trope just kills me for J/C, so I guess I’ll go with that.

A ship you want more content for: See answer to ‘rare pairings you ship’ and add Ro Laren/anyone (particularly Picard, Chakotay or Tom Paris), Janeway with Kashyk, Ayala, Tom Paris, Owen Paris or Justin Tighe, Paris/Seven, uhhh, oh gimme some Kira/Torres! Yes please!

Tag: oh shit I hate tagging in case I stress people out so basically anyone who follows me? But I am particularly keen to hear from @fbismostunwanted1158, @timequaked, @rikerssexblouse, and @capt-nyc :)

yay! another fic meme

Tagged by @rikerssexblouse

It’s perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for:  Tom and B’Elanna! Although it may have been Tom and Janeway - my memory sucks, and I discovered @thiswillonlyhurtalittle and @missparker pretty much about the same time as I started reading fic, so it’s a close call.

First Ship you ever wrote fic for:  Tom and B’Elanna.  I futzed around reading fic for 8-10 months and then decided that yes, I could do that.  When I did, out came Choices. Linking to the FFN version because that’s where I posted it, all 45,000 words in one gulp because I didn’t know how to do chapters.  Besides, it was way better received there than on AO3, where Voyager isn’t hugely popular.

Ship you write the most now:  Clint and Natasha (MCU, comics, mash-up). My very own assassin spy babies, as @isjustprogress calls them.

Ship you read the most now:  Clint and Natasha.  I dabble occasionally in Voyager, when one of my friends writes something.    

Newest Ship:  Emm… Clint and Laura? Sorry, I just like Clint…

Rare Ship you wanna read more of:  Clint and Maria Hill or Clint and Agent May.  The opportunities for combustion are too great to be ignored. (It would have to be a one-time flash-and-burn thing though.)

Your taboo Ship: Natasha and Bruce.  Ugh.  (You will note I loosely interpret “taboo” as “NOTP”.)

They never met in canon Ship:  Clint and Darcy.  Love what @topaz119 does with them in particular, but all in all the opportunities for snark and uninhibited sex are … gratifying.  Too bad I can’t seem to be able to write it myself.

Your unexpected ship: Tom/Janeway.  Amazing how well it actually works, when done right.

The ship you always forget to give love to: emmm…. none?  If I like it, I give it love (at least occasionally).

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): My OCs serve the story, they don’t dominate it.  Not a thing I would contemplate, and I don’t really read fics that do.

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship:  I wrote a Neelix/Chell once on a dare, and that required copious amounts of brain bleach for both writer and readers. (It exists only under lock and key in a certain Voyager comm…)

Your most romantic Ship:  Romance, shmomance.

Your sexiest ship: Clint and Natasha.  Watch them burn…  

Your most tragic ship:  I don’t do tragedy in my off-duty hours.  My professional life is full of it, so who needs to write or read fic about it?

A ship you want more content for:  Paris/Janeway. Why oh why did people stop writing for them?  

Tag: @tielan @spectralarchers @isjustprogress @missparker @thiswillonlyhurtalittle @scribblemyname @crazy4orcas, @obishenshenobi and anyone else ready for 10 minutes of fannish fun!

Island Of The Lost Admin Search

We are currently looking to add another admin for our RPG. :DD

Please go to our main page or to the bottom of this post for the original post. below the line is a brief summary of what we are looking for.

please submit your app to our main page either through our inbox or our apps/submissions box


We have just opened our writing competition for the role of Peter Pan! The role of Peter Pan will play a big part in our RPG so whoever is given the role will also be appointed co-admin (it sounds so regal lol 😂)  WE ARE ASKING THAT YOU APPLY FOR THE ROLE OF PETER PAN BUT IF YOU WANT TO SOLEY BE ADMIN AND/OR HAVE A DIFFERENT CHARACTER, THAT IS FINE JUST LET US KNOW. 

please fill out the questions below. You can either submit this separately or with you Peter Pan application. we currently have two admins and we are looking for one more to help with the RPG and all that it entails. if you have any questions about being one of the admins, feel free to message us here or on our main page :)

How active are you? how active can you be as admin?

How old are you?

What timezone are you in?

What is your main language and how well do you speak English?

How hands-on do you want to be? (ex: help with plot and world building, 

Tell us about yourself (this is kind of like a job interview but mostly we just want to know who you are, what you like, and how well we would get along).

Have you been a part of an RPG before?

Have you ever been an admin?

if you are chosen, we will have to get a hold of you pretty easily and be able to have a group chat between all admins. which platform would be the best to get a hold of you one-on-one? which platform would be the best to get a hold of you via groupchat?


you can read more about what we are looking for here 

good luck XX

-elle

Ship Meme

Tagged by @loverskisslikedeath

Its perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for: Picard/Crusher. This is a guess, but it’s the first I got involved in online. 

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: My earliest fics were not very shippy. They were all about me as Han and Leia’s daughter (a pilot, not a Jedi), and Beverly Howard’s childhood, even my first Voyager fic was Janeway & Paris, not Janeway/Paris. 

I do recall writing a fic about Beverly going on a secret mission to Romulus to deliver the letter to the family of the Romulan officer in “The Defector” because I read somewhere he was initially a doomed love interest for her and I liked the idea. So I guess Beverly/Jarok (talk about a rare pair, lol). 

Ship you write the most now: My fics are still not super shippy, but I’d say Anakin/Padmé is the most constant. 

Ship you read the most now: well, I’m currently judging the Janeway/Chakotay contest, but outside of that…honestly I have no idea. I read a lot of prequels fic, which is mostly Anidala, but the romance is not the focus. I routinely look to find new Draco/Ginny, Janeway/Paris, and Janeway/Tuvok but most often there isn’t any. 

Newest Ship: My Disco ships, Commodore Paris/Captain Georgiou and Lorca/Burnham.

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: I love rare ships! Draco/Ginny, Tuvok/practically anyone, Ezri/Jake, Picard/Ro, Padmé/Handmaidens esp. Sabé, Leia/Ransolm, Leia/Poe, Leia/practically any woman, Carol Danvers/Peter Parker, idk lots!

Your taboo Ship: I have a thing for siblings, esp. twins: Luke/Leia, Cersei/Jaime, Wanda/Pietro, River/Simon, the Black sisters +/- Sirius, Blossom Twins, Gamora/Nebula, Alec/Jace, Kara/Alex, Trish/Jessica, Snow/Emma, Ben/Amelia.

They never met in canon Ship: Lily Evans/Barty Crouch Jr.

Your unexpected ship: If you know me, you know what to expect from me and shipping, and I know me so I am not surprised?

The ship you always forget to give love to: My elves: Tauriel/Legolas, Tauriel/Thranduil, Tauriel/Arwen, Aragorn/Arwen/Legolas, Galadriel/Gandalf.

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): Amelia Danvers (daughter of Carol Danvers and Peter Parker) and Harry Osborn. I have a whole novella plotted (also ft. Henry Mills who I suppose is also canon). I would say this is also taboo, and a good example of my tendency to ship the unhealthy. 

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: I’m not! 

Your most romantic Ship: Arwen and Aragorn? Spock and Uhura! And also Sarek and Amanda. 

Your sexiest ship: Michael and Fiona, Janeway/Seven, Swan Queen, Stein/Spirit, James/Natasha.

Your most tragic ship: I mean, Anakin and Padmé are my OTP.  And like, every Star Wars ship is tragic. I am currently very scared for Kanan and Hera, who I love desperately.

A ship you want more content for: All of them. Go forth and make!

Tag: @vasnormandy, @lionowlonao3, @klorophile, @mia-cooper, @redrikki,  @finnskywxlkxr….@ whoever would like to, tagging gives me anxiety

Ship Meme!

tagged by @plavapticica!

It’s perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!!

First Ship you ever read fic for: It’s funny, I eased into reading fanfic really gradually, mostly by way of the LJ fanmix community where the mixes sometimes came with fic. So I really can’t say what was the first fic I ever read, but Cherik is definitely the first ship I *sought out* fic for.

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: lol I think that would technically be Han/Leia? In sixth grade I wrote a Star Wars novel, see. But in the more serious, part-of-fandom sense, that would again be Cherik.

Ship you write the most now: Right recently that would probably be Damen/Laurent, but Cherik is definitely something that’s in my brain.

Ship you read the most now: see above!

Newest Ship: Victor/Yuuri. They are such a nice break from the heavy angst-fests that are Cherik and (sometimes) Lamen!

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: Jord/Aimeric.

Your taboo Ship: Hmm, Erasmus/Torveld seems to be a bit controversial in CaPri fandom and I think they’re adorable, so maybe that.

They never met in canon Ship: I once wrote a River Tam/Spock fic and I still think that idea rocks.

Your unexpected ship: In some ways Cherik. I had never shipped slash before because GASP SCANDALOUS and then I walked out of the theater after XMFC knowing my life had freaking changed. I’m also reminded that Spock/Uhura was not a thing I expected to ship when I saw Star Trek (2009), but by the end of it I was CONVERTED.

The ship you always forget to give love to: Xavierine. I love it, but I’m so into Cherik that I kinda forget about Xavierine until someone else puts it on my dash.

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): …what do people even mean when they talk about “your OC”? Like… just one? I’m an author, dude, I have a hundred OCs but they live in their own stories.

A ship you’re embarrassed to ship: Okay fine I totally lied up there, the first real fic I ever wrote was Snape/Lily. Cut me a break, it was years ago.

Your most romantic ship: My dudes, I do not even ship a thing if I can’t write them being heart-meltingly sweet and intimate and romantic together.

Your sexiest ship: I’m going to say Damen/Laurent because like 90% of their character/relationship development is done through sex. XD

Your most tragic ship: CHERIK. OH MY GOSH THE PAIN. WHY CAN’T THEY JUST BE TOGETHER.

A ship you want more content for: I’m pretty well spoiled for fic with all my major ships, honestly.

tagging @luninosity, @butterynutjob, @thacmis, @laurent-rose, @gerec

Ship meme for multi-shippers

I was tagged by the ever lovely @commander-hot-pants to partake in this.

Now get ready for some of the most boring tagged answers you’ll ever read!


Its perfectly okay to use the same ship for multiple questions~ Just fill it out as best as you can. Link your own content wherever you can!! Ok for multiple fandoms!

First Ship you ever read fic for: FShenko

First Ship you ever wrote fic for: FShenko

Ship you write the most now: I write? Shesumi is probably the one I think about writing the most, I love my girls.

Ship you read the most now: I don’t read much of anything anymore. :( Not even regular books.

Newest Ship: I don’t ship anything besides OG Mass Effect, really. (I’m boring, sorry.)

Rare Ship you wanna read more of: Oriana/Kolyat and Shrios actually, I don’t think there are many writing them outside a rare few.

Your taboo Ship: Remember when I said I was boring?

They never met in canon Ship: Ummm…

Your unexpected Ship: Yeah…

The Ship you always forget to give love to: I wish there was more Sheply & Shiranda, with m or f Shep, tbh.

Ship your OC with a canon character (if applicable): N/A.

A ship you’re embarrassed to Ship: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Your most romantic Ship: My OT3, Shemiko.

Your sexiest Ship: Um…

Your most tragic Ship: My OT3 post reaper war.

A Ship you want more content for: Eh… I have a really hard time reading on the computer and I haven’t read anything really in about a year or more so I have lots I’m behind on.


I will tag a few folks here, but I know lots of folks were already tagged or have completed this already (apologies if this is a duplicate tag!):
@aliemah-0 @orangeflavoryawp @sifaseven @theravenofwynter @hawkeykirsah @biotictrash @rociposse