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‘Chewing Gum’ creator Michaela Coel gets real about “post-traumatic slave syndrome”

  • British comedy writer Michaela Coel takes a no-holds-barred approach to her breakout hit Netflix series Chewing Gum, so it only makes sense that she’d take the exact same approach to talking about her real-life experiences with colorism. 
  • The second season of the show debuts this week and, like its predecessor, is filled with vulgar, hilarious, awkward and deeply uncomfortable moments. One of those moments includes the main character, Tracey (played by Coel), dressing up in racist tribal garb to try to please a white date and finally succeed in her never-ending quest to lose her virginity.

  • “I think the foundations of racism are ridiculous,” Coel said in an interview with the Fader. “I also do know that racism comes with a lot of pain, violence, murder, rape, slavery — and those [issues] are covered by people that don’t write comedy. Read more. (4/6/2017 11:30 AM)

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She shouldn’t be asleep. She’ll just get more depressed if she’s asleep. What she needs is some kind of hobby. She needs to get out of the house, she needs to exercise.

I just don’t get how people don’t like HSM.

-White and Asian guys on the basketball team who can actually play(at least in the movies).

-The two smartest students in the school are Hispanic and Black, and female.

-Hispanic, single mother working on her own and doing a fantastic job of keeping her and her daughter financially stable.

-People are encouraged to break the status quo no matter what, and encouraged to love what they love despite others not agreeing.

-Decathlon Captain(one of the smartest students), Black and female, went to Yale.

-The blonde girl isn’t an idiot and is startlingly intelligent and manipulative despite loving her pink stuff and her dog and being what people would generally consider is a ‘girly girl’.

-The blonde girl’s twin brother wears pink happily. He loves fedoras and berets, and has no problem with dressing however he wants. Goes to show that a man doesn’t have to be gay to love pink or print. A man can love whatever the hell he wants. Sexual Orientation means nothing in the decision.

-Dude on the basketball team loves to bake.

-The overweight braniac is White and can actually dance.

-The ‘burnout’ likes to play the Cello and dresses up for it.

-Awkward moments that actually happen in real life.

-The blond who wears pink and loves show tunes and Broadway, also plays little league baseball and was in the championship in Rhode Island.

-The jock who ‘don’t dance’ actually allowed himself to be taught.

-Even the blonde girl can be manipulated, showing that she’s not always in control. But she still goes and gives it her all and doesn’t back down.

-There is a student who is genuinely interested in his teacher’s life.

-Said teacher, while excitable when musicals are involved, truly wants the best for her students and even tries to get some into Julliard.

I can’t think of any more at the moment but I’m sure they’ll come to me eventually.

the trio: I’VE DECIDED TO MARRY YOU

original broadway cast - broadway cast - touring cast

lately when girls flirt with me i get little flutters inside but i’m not willing to let myself explore these feelings because i live in the middle of the bible belt (((:

  • *Mom walks into room without knocking*
  • Me: When in the twenty first century did people forget how to knock?
  • Mom: Are you wearing boxer briefs?
  • Me: Why are you here again?
  • Mom: I was wondering if you have any dirty laundry.
  • Me: When did you start washing my laundry?
  • Mom: Since you were born.
  • Me: I've been doing my own laundry since like middle school.
  • Mom: So why are you wearing underwear usually made for boys?
  • Me: I don't know if you remember, but I'm gay.
  • Mom: Honey, you're a lesbian. I'm gay.
  • Me: What?
  • Mom: I like guys. I'm gay. You like girls. You're a lesbian.
  • Me: Seriously, mom?
  • Mom: Is that why you wanted to do your own laundry? Because I could never differ your flannels and underwear from your brother? I also couldn't tell who's snapbacks were whose. Speaking of which your brother's girlfriend left her flannel on the couch. It looked a bit big for her though so I thought she was just wearing your brother's until I saw your initials on the tag. And I'm pretty sure you two don't have the same initials. I also know that I've made it habit for you to put your initials on your tags since you were a kid. So please tell me why your brother's girlfriend was wearing your shirt?
  • Me: *Fidgets uncomfortably* I mean she's kind of my ex and never actually returned a couple of my flannels, but looks like I got one back huh?
  • Mom: JFC, are you for real?

I like to think that the fact the companions continue to make comments about Hawke and Fenris as a couple even after/during the breakup period means that those two losers are *still* acting like a couple (at least when they aren’t thinking about it).

On the topic of dudes being weird around girls at pre-releases, I once had a dude sit directly across from me at one of several empty tables, crack open a monster energy drink, and slurp at it until it was done, without pause, without ever acknowledging me, then got up, threw it in the trash, and sat down somewhere else.

I want you to imagine a stranger, who can sit literally anywhere, picking you, sitting in a corner for privacy, to sit across. Staring at the other side of the room, loudly slurping at a can for no less than 5 minutes in otherwise silence, before then getting up and never being seen again.

Did he think it was a power-move? Was I supposed to feel intimidated???  It was like a cryptid. A ghost. A phantasm. It was an unexplained phenomenon and surreal to remember.

It was like the sole awkward moment at a LGS I’ve ever had that didnt stem from a dude’s shitty attitude.

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What I don't get about the whole 'Dean is straight'-thing is that if Dean really is straight, then why do we get one or two scenes each season of Dean checking out men? Because we somehow don't get scenes like that with Sam. Why include those scenes if Dean is 'totally straight'? Anyway, love your blog and your meta :)

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*IT’S A MYSTERY*

SugarDaddy!Cal Pt.2

Okay for starters…I made Y/BF/N Jamie because I’m typing this on my phone and typing Y/BF/N is annoying lmaoo sorry. And the anon who originally requested this has asked me to focus this mainly on black girls/POC, so I’m extra hyped.

Also I honestly think I might make this a series? The beautiful and most talented Gabby (@lukeysgirlkinda inspired me to, but I didn’t have a prompt. Might also steal her idea of a new chapter every 100 notes…what do you guys think?


One/ TwoThree/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/
Nine/Ten/Eleven/Twelve/Thirteen/Fourteen/Fifteen
SixteenSeventeen/ EighteenNineteen/Twenty{END}

You checked over your outfit once more in the full body mirror before walking carefully down the stairs. You’ve had more than one encounter attempting to run down the stairs before someone reached your house and it always ended badly.

“You look so pretty!” Jamie grinned as she turned around on the couch to see you.

“All I did was my hair and makeup, Jamie. I have on shorts and a shirt.”

“Can’t ever take a compliment.” She rolled her eyes playfully.“ What time is Calum coming?”

You checked the time on your phone before answering,“Any minute now.”

“You’re excited, aren’t you? I mean there’s a hot, young Australian who wants to be your sugar daddy. How much better can life get?”

“I don’t know. I’m not a sexual person, Jamie, how am I just going to be there at his every beckoning call?”

“You’ll do it, trust me.” She laughed, her smile widening when she heard someone knock on the door.

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xmen headcanon

an alternative ending for xma where 

  • instead of going away again, erik stays after saying “you can convince me to do anything” and charles answers him “what if i can do that without my powers? stay for a week or so and in the end of that you decide whether to go or not”
  • erik is all like “oh u little shit u think you have this much influence over me you’ll see i’ll stay here and yet i’ll leave” 
  • spoiler: charles has this much influence over erik. yes, even without his powers
  • on the first day they just talk a lot and charles leaves the training and administrating to hank and raven all day long, focusing on making erik feels welcome and comfortable in the mansion
  • they talk a lot about random things and things go out of track and the subject of the conversation changes and as expected, they fight, because erik thinks charles is uncapable of understanding him and everytime they fight erik starts thinking he’s not worthy or like he belongs in charles bubble of safety and happiness
  • raven “stop bitching around erik for fucks sake charles is just trying to help for once in your life let the man in (pun indeed) and open up to him (pun indeed /2)
  • erik stays 
  • on the second day erik wakes up really early and starts walking around the property of the mansion and runs into peter and even if peter is all awkward and blushing a little he manages to have a real conversation with his dad and when erik says “what would you do if you told someone horrible things that you didn’t mean but yet you feel you are kinda right?” and peter says “if this person really matters to you, i think you should put it all aside and apologise”
  • erik keeps walking alone after peter “i’m sorry i’m really sorry i want i really do to spend more time with you but my class will start maybe we could talk more later? you are an awesome person and i still don’t have many friends in here” maximoff is gone and after a few hours erik just starts running as fast as he can and asks every person in the mansion where charles is until he finds him giving classes and stops in the entrance of the room and goes “i’m sorry charles, i didn’t mean any of that” and charles has his chest warm for the rest of the day
  • erik just disappears after that but in the beginning of the night charles finds him and is all like “i know you didn’t, my friend” and their day two is just watching the trees and feeling the wind together remembering each other that they are still alive after all that insanity 
  • on day three erik wakes up around noon. this is the first night in a very long time he’s slept more than eight hours straight without a nightmare, and he is really grateful to charles for that, even if he didn’t use his powers to help erik. so the day starts really nice and he takes his time taking a long shower, relaxing his muscles and puting on his sweatpants and sweatshirt and goes running around the property while watching a few students playing different sports
  • erik being all like “you are not in the right position, kid. you have to put your feet like this and your torso like this so you have more support to throw the ball” and he goes like that for the rest of the day
  • charles watching and having an ideia
  • day four charles “hey erik i saw you helping the kids out there yesterday and i was wondering if you’d like to give some classes here in the instutute”
  • erik really freaked out 
  • “hey r u that kid with white hair from that day omg please help me charles wants me to give classes what should i do”
  • peter “you were supposed to give me advices and not the other way around” maximoff keeps quiet and just says “you go man!!!!”
  • at first charles only introduces erik to the kids and says “he’s gonna be your physical education teacher, i hope you all be nice to him” and all the kids are like “omg erik is gonna stay here????” and after some awkward moments erik says “well maybe i stick around for a while but only if you can throw a ball right” and everybdy feels challanged and too anxious for erik’s class
  • the class is a success and everybody wants erik to stay 
  • erik and charles laughing together at the dinner table and staying wake until late in the night
  • during day five erik wakes up early again, but not so early, and runs into peter again. this time, though, erik talks excitedly about how good he felt by teaching those kids and that he could do that everyday of his life. it was just nice and fun and made him feel good about himself
  • peter still feels a little awkward, but listens with lots of attention and is basically shining of happiness because “omg dad is talking to me help”. he decides to watch the older kids training when peter again has to go with a lot of apologies and erik goes like “u know what? i think i’m gonna see this famous training of yours”
  • charles is secretly watching from far with a bright smile on his face and his day has never been better than after watching erik giving tips and advice to the young mutants in training
  • after a long day of teaching for both of them have a lovely dinner night in private, after everybody is asleep and just the two of them are in the kitchen and the lights are out and the only thing illuminating the place is the light of some candles 
  • “how it feels like to be teaching the new generation?” “quite tiring, charles”
  • day six they all take a day off and charles takes erik to his favorite part of the mansion: the library. he just knows the kids would be out there with their parents or friends so they’d be alone in that place of the mansion. charles told erik that he loved that place because it was always so quiet and clean and when people weren’t around he could relax his shields and just think
  • and charles babbles for several minutes and all erik can think is how cute charles is and for a moment he forgets charles can read minds so when he blushed erik didn’t understand why so charles projected in his mind “i think you are cute too” and then erik smiles and holds charles hand and suddenly they were back in time when they were all young and innocent because charles countinued to be that dreamy little puppy he’s always been ever since they’d met
  • and that night charles asks erik to sleep in the room with him because “i feel like i can finally relax when you are around”
  • but day seven goes to shit because while erik is on his way to the fields to wait for the kids, he can’t see peter anywhere around so he uses the time he has left to go after the kid and when he finally finds him he sees him in charles office and he has a sad look in his face. at first erik thinks about going in but he sees charles with that serious but gentle look on his eyes and then he says “i know it hurts to watch him be gentle and nice and fun with the other children, but he’s not a psychic, peter. he can’t guess he’s your father”
  • erik storms out so furiously that he doesn’t even risk be near anyone, he just isolates himself and when hank goes look for him, he asks him to tell charles that he’s “leaving right after de sunset” and when hank delivers the message charles doesn’t get what happened until he understands that the enraged thought waves he listened were erik’s and fuck now he could be angry at peter too and dear god now erik is gonna leave and it’s all my fault for not convincing peter to tell him the truth”
  • charles goes after erik and finds him under a tree watching the kids from far and for the look on his face, decides to leave him alone, knowing he lost the bet right in day seven, when he was so so close of getting erik home finally after so many years
  • and the rest of the day is just really gray and peter comes after him again asking what happened and why erik was so weird and when charles tells him peter is fucking pissed like he’s seeing red and he asks professor to take a day off and charles is so sad and not caring at all he agrees and lets peter do whatever he wants
  • so peter passes the day walking around the mansion and calming himself down and suddenly it’s after the sunset and he knows erik’s leaving and he speeds up to stop erik from doing the wrong thing again “i can’t believe you are leaving because of that, you are such a baby”
  • “how could you tell him and not me? and how could he keep that secret from me?”
  • and peter is so fucking done with erik because he’s helped saving the guy two fucking times already and the fucker is still bitching out and “i know i shouldn’t have kept this secret from you and i am sorry but you can’t just be extra and run away you should be thankful because you still have family”
  • erik then goes “come with me”
  • “i can’t leave with you because they need me, and they need you; and more than that, professor needs you because he fucking loves you can’t you fucking see it? you two have been making me sick all week”
  • and then realisation hits him and he puts his baggage down and starts running and only stops to hug peter and “i’m sorry. we’ll talk about it later”  
  • erik runs straight ahead charles’ office and pulls him closer and then he kneels and looking into charles’ eyes “i’m sorry for everything i souldn’t have done that, will you forgive me?” and charles can’t say a word he just starts crying and he hugs erik and “i’m not done yet; i think we should compensate the lost time, right?” and charles’ is still crying and laughing and he just kisses erik and everything ends fine
  • next fathers’ day both charles and erik gets best dads cards 
Streets (Jason Todd x Reader)

Summary: You are Bruce’s biological daughter, but you only know that since a few weeks.
You used to live on the streets and Jason and your path is linked closely (I know that timeline wise this might not fit, but whatever okay?)

Warnings: kinda fluff af, long

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You were still not used to waking up in a smooth bed, underneath silky sheets in clean clothes.
You were not used to your bare feet on cold marble floor or fancy carpet.
But you were certainly not used to a butler, a father and his seemingly million adopted kids.

Your mother had a one night stand with non other than Bruce Wayne out of which you evolved.
Your mother never told you and she in general should never have been a mom in the first place.
Most of your teenage years you were living on the streets, but one night, a few weeks ago Bruce stood in front of you. He informed you about your mothers death, that she sent him a letter with a DNA test in her last days and that he was searching for you ever since.

You wanted to read the letter, but Bruce didn’t allow it.

“Good morning, Miss (Y/N). Have you slept well?” Alfred asked genuinely interested and sweet like every morning. For some reason you always managed to be the first to find the way out of bed, despite your insomnia.

“I have. Have you?” You flashed him a quick smile and reached for a towel, helping him with dishes.

Alfred nodded and took the towel from you replacing it with a cup of coffee. “Jason stayed over. I think you have not met yet.”

You flinch at the name. “Another one?”

You didn’t want to feel this bitterness, but you just couldn’t help and think how funny it was that Bruce played father for so many and didn’t even know he had a biological daughter who was caught in the middle of Gotham’s gang war. Feeling this was a waste of time and you tried your best to ignore it.

You sat on the couch, turning on the news and Titus laid down beside you with his head on your lap.
Nothing too shocking happened, well, nothing too shocking for your standards.

A young man trotted in and fell on the two persons couch that was standing across from the one you sat on. His arm was laying over his face, blocking the light off.
He was tall and muscular, very, and his dark hair was messy, falling on his forehead.
After some moments he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes before looking at you with piercing blue eyes that for some reason seemed painfully familiar, but maybe it was just his name and value it held to you.

“Jason.” You nodded, trying to smile.

“(Y/N).” He returned the gesture.

You waited for him to throw all sorts of questions at you like Dick and Damian did, almost interrogating you, but they never came and you were thankful.
Alfred placed a cup of coffee on the coffee table.

“Thanks, Alfred,” Jason said. His voice was raspy and witty.

“Always, Master Jason.”

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Later that day Jason stood in front of the big window front, looking out at the dock where you sat with your feet in the water of the lake.
Something about you was familiar, but Jason just couldn’t point his finger at it.

“You should go and talk to her. I think you would get along well.” Alfred suddenly stood beside him.

“Nah, bet–”

“Please, Jason… for me.”

Jason turned his eyes away from you and glared at Alfred. He sighed. “Now I have to and you know it, Alfred. I did not expect such a card from you.” Jason threw his hands in the air and walked outside. Alfred grinned and gave you and him privacy.

“Okay, casual.” He muttered to himself, taking deep, encouraging breaths. Your back was turned towards him, but Jason walked loudly to make sure you didn’t jump and fall into the water.

“Hey, (Y/N). May I sit?” He made his voice sound cool and his hands were in the pocket of his hoodie.

You simply nodded and focused back on the water.

“It’s a little melancholy here.” Jason realized soon. “Are you alright?”

“You want the honest answer or the one where I lie to not make things awkward?” You asked playfully but dead serious. People did that a lot. Asking how someone was and expecting to hear a good, then not knowing how to deal with anything else.

Jason chuckled. You looked at him.

“I think I can handle the honest one.”

You sighed heavily. “This is just all too much. Everything. I used to sleep on benches and cardboard, now in that bed I feel like sleeping on a marshmallow, or I used to search for something to eat in the garbage and Damian took two bites of his sandwich and threw it away today.
And Alfred.
He is so sweet and nice and does everything and it makes me feel guilty.”

“You lived on the streets?” Jason narrowed his eyes at you. “No one told me.” He saw the confusion on your face and realized only now how judging it must have sounded to you. “I… I used to as well. Before Bruce took me in.”

The expression on your face softened.

“It never really goes away, to be honest. You can take the kid from the street, but not the street out of the kid.”

“Hm.” You thought about it.

“And Alfred; that’s just him. We all don’t deserve him, yes, but that’s his nature. It’s hard to not feel guilty, I know, but Alfred knows we all appreciate him. He’s not expecting anything from us, well, that we take care of ourselves.”

“Hm.”

“Damian is just in general a brat.”

You laughed and a smile spread on Jason’s lips. He liked the way you laughed, it made him want to hear more, tell a million jokes.
Did he know a good joke at all? He knew the ones Roy told, but they were all garbage.

“Something about you is super familiar, Jason.” You confessed. “I just don’t know what.”

“Actually, same!” He nodded and looked ahead. “Maybe we find out after a race to the other shore.”

“Are you serious?” You glared at him.

Jason shrugged. “Well, only if you can sw– THAT’S NOT FAIR PLAY!” He yelled as you already jumped into the water. Jason kicked his shoes off and followed, jumping in head first.

When you arrived at the other side both of you were out of breath, laying down on the grass.

“That was more exhausting than expected.” Jason shook his head, getting water out of his hair. It fell in heavy streaks on his forehead, making water drip over his cheeks.

You admired his appearance for a few seconds before finding your voice. “Maybe you should do more cardio instead weight lifting.”

“Ha!” He laughed. “I still won.”

“Nah, you didn’t!” You shoved at his arm, laughing with him for some moments, then got up and held your hand out. Jason grabbed it and pulled himself up and was now very close to you.

Each of you cleared their throats in awkwardness and stepped away. This exact moment felt like it had happened before, like a déjà-vu and both of you felt it.

“I assume we walk back.” You were hugging yourself, feeling how the cold nipped at your skin slowly but surely making it’s way through the wet clothes that were clinging to your body.

Jason nodded and you two found a slow but steady pace, almost trying to make the way longer than it was.

“Can I ask you something?” Jason said after a while.

“Sure.”

“Isn’t it sorta hard to know Bruce adopted so many children and didn’t know he had a biological daughter that needed his help just as much? I don’t know about you, but I’d be pissed.”

“But why wasting time? I can be bitter and grumpy or I can just enjoy becoming part of this, to witness living in a intact family with a roof over my head.”

“That’s mature.”

You scoffed. “It has been a long way and to be completely honest, yes, I’m a little salty.”

“How that?” He frowned.

“I’ve lost someone to that whole gang crap and after that the only thing I was able to feel was rage and anger. I was willing to kill people and set whole Gotham afire. It’s not a time I like to remember, but I try to be better than that now.”

“Oh, I’ve been there, too.” Jason chuckled. “You have no idea.”

“What happened?”

Jason glanced at the sky and sighed and you only knew one person who ever did it just like Jason now.
It hit you like a bolt, making your system crash down entirely. You lip quivered and your hands shook, your knees were made of jelly all of a sudden.

“Are yo–”

You jumped into his arms and let your tears run free. Your fingertips were digging into his shoulder and your feet dangled in the air.
Jason almost lost his palace.

“But they told me.” You sobbed. “I thought you died, oh my god.”

Jason’s eyes widened. His stomach turned upside down. This couldn’t– could it? Deep down he knew since moments, but pushed it away since it was impossible.

You pulled your head from his shoulder and laid your forehead against his. His wet hair was sticking to your forehead and your own locks were simply everywhere.
He let your bare feet touch the ground again and you cupped his face with your shaking hands.
Your thumb run over the scar on his cheek.
It wasn’t prominent, barely there, but you knew he had it, because you were there the night he got it.
You saved Jason from that thug who wanted gods know what from him.

“(Y/N).” His voice was a faint whisper stacked with disbelief. “(Y/N)?” He repeated.

You nodded your head violently and a smile of pure relief spread on your chapped lips. “Yes, Jason.” You stroke his hair back.

“How?” His voice broke and he buried his face into your shoulder and locked his arms around you so tightly one could think he wanted to be absorbed by you.

You two were crying now.
Happiness. Sadness. Relief.

Time seemed to blur away as you were wrapped up in each other, reunited after all those years. Now, the two of you could not believe you didn’t see it earlier. It was ridiculous.

The sun was setting when you finally pulled away.

Jason pressed his forehead to your and the two of you started to giggle and laugh. He stroke through your hair and your hands were caressing the skin of his cheeks.
Your eyes sparkled like galaxies.

“I saw your jacket, your blood soaked jacket.”

After you had saved Jason, you stayed together.
For the first time in your two lives you could trust someone entirely, for the first time you had someone who cared about you.
For the first time you two experienced love.
One morning Jason left. It was the day before your birthday and with the little money he somehow collected he wanted to buy you something nice. You told him not to, that you could spend the money on more important things, but he insisted.
Around the time Jason said he’d be back gunfire roared in the air.

“I gave the jacket to this boy because he was freezing.” He explained. “But I saw the blood where we stayed. Jerome told me you got hit, he said you died.”

You shook your head. “A bullet hit me in the leg, but ambulance was there and took me. That’s when I saw the jacket and I yelled for you and they said the boy who wore it is dead.

You two could just laugh with tears running.

“Something like this could only happen to us,” you said.

“I shouldn’t have believed him. I… I should have–”

“Shh.” You peaked his lips softly.

Jason’s knees shook. How often did he dream of you? How often did he imagine what it felt like to hold you and kiss you again?

_____

Part two where Jason finds out you’re an anti hero, protecting the kids living on the streets?
[I’m pretty okay with how this turned out. It would be nice to know what you think 💜]

That feel when u female and u at church and the preacher man b all “dang these teenaged boys and their pornography destroying the moral fabric society!” And u just sitting there with like 3 tabs of smut on your phone ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

anonymous asked:

ereri taking care of wounds?

“You have a lot of scars,” says Eren, somehow managing to sound both admiring and reproving. In emphasis, he touches the long, white line of one, then the pink tail of another. 

Levi grunts, brushing his hand off and shrugging into his shirt. “Life will do that to you,” he says, buttoning his collar and working his way down. His clothes provide an outer structure of defense, high-collared and fastidiously clean; there’s a layer of self-analysis there that he’s always been too uncomfortable to probe into deeply.

He looks at Eren, still in a heap of limbs on his bed, tangled in coarse sheets. “Get dressed,” Levi tells him, but Eren doesn’t budge.

His eyes are caught on his own body, examining. He looks and meets Levi’s gaze, and his words are steady and the line of his mouth, grim. “You said life will do that to you,” and Eren sounds a little sad, “but mine won’t. I don’t get to keep anything.”

“Well,” he says, feeling awkward because he’s never had words for moments like these – the important moments, where words were actually needed – “I think I have enough for the both of us.”

Eren’s answering smile is small and welcome.

homestuck girls and their ytp making styles

rose - makes ytps from episodes of 60 minutes (rearranges sentences and zooms in at uncomfortable facial expressions) , politicians speeches (splices “boner” and such in), and lighthearted bullshit segments of cnn like diet tips (turned into david lynch shit). writes actual outlines before editing, with lots of crossed out ideas and question marks. 

jade- a classic super mario bros and cdi zelda kinda girl. john makes super generic super mario bros ytps, but jade’s are artistic and hes jealous. extremely smart, selective use of “spaghetti” and “dinner”

jane - adds a lot of lore to king of the hill ytps. has like 3 different ytps of the boggle episode. favors peggy episodes and bobby dancing. insults hank a lot in her videos. he always at the least gets glowing eyes edited in

roxy - sponegbob ytps with the most pristine, seamless effects. excessive blinking captions with her incredibly inside jokes. mini amvs in her videos to bubblegum bitch and gangnam style. she puts mama luigi in the title of every video but it never has any mama luigi and shes gotten hate for it. some of her first gay feelings were for zelda in the zelda cdi

terezi - eyestrains and screaming. got criticized for overuse of JOJ and SOS; she screencapped the comments to put in a 4:13 minute long vid of bill nye saying JOJ while melting. when famous ytpers comment she always replies WHO 4R3 YOU and just repeats that over and over to any reply they make

kanaya- usually into putting a dark twist on sitcoms. puts laugh tracks during inappropriate moments, places ending theme right after accidents and awkward moments like chandler running into a wall or whatever. makes characters interrupt each other and insult each other. most obvious thing she does is loop scenes, which she loses it laughing while doing

nepeta - showed jade the original zelda cdi in full. masterful, varied audio splicing, though shes partial to woOWOWoWOOWWOWO and beeplike/glitchy sounds. puts in lots of innocent humor, like zooming in random background faces, splicing characters lines into compliments. has a ytp for most hit cartoons. used to say thank u to many commenters before she got super popular

vriska- has a series of ytps of britney spears killing various gamer personalities. gets reported by a few youtubers she features and eventually banned. has an article on buzzfeed written about how feminist her videos are. most of her vids are 8 minutes long give or take, not even intentionally

feferi - she thinks “(funny animal or anime character) does (x) while i play unfitting music” counts as a ytp. made a few actual ones of the pokemon dub which is just every character cursing unfunnily