not sure if total crap or not

Don't ask people their pronouns. Just don't.

I know this goes against a lot of people’s perspectives, but don’t go around asking people their pronouns. Up until now I’ve remained more or less dispassionate on this topic, but this directly affected me today and it sucked.

I was interviewing a prospective hire at work and the whole thing went great… Really liked the guy. But as the interview drew to a close, just as several other people had entered the room, he very nicely blurts out one last question…

“Oh hey, Kaydee, what are your preferred pronouns?”

I. Just. About. Fell. Over.

I simultaneously had to process the fact that I had just been read by a total stranger - something I’m completely unaccustomed to - and also that he outed me in front of my new boss, someone with whom I hadn’t yet had a conversion about being trans.

I was mortified, worried, pissed off, and yet totally unable to be mad at him. I’m sure he had read crap on the Internet about ‘normalizing’ asking people for their preferred pronouns and thought he was being a bona fide hero for putting it into practice.

So let me just say this. Don’t. Don’t go asking a total stranger for their preferred pronouns. You don’t know if they’re trans or whatever else, you don’t know that they want to have that conversation and you have no right to spring that on them. Not to mention you have no idea who they are or aren’t out to. So stow it.

I was dressed in a professional black pencil skirt and a pink peplum top and in 3 inch heels. Go with what you freaking see!! If you’re not sure and you don’t want to offend, go with neutral pronouns. Don’t. Fucking. Ask. ESPECIALLY NOT IN FRONT OF OTHER PEOPLE, AND ESPECIALLY NOT IN SOMEONE’S PLACE OF WORK!!

Not only did this person completely destroy my self confidence, but he embarrassed me and potentially caused me problems at my job. So I’m firmly taking a side. Enough of this asking for pronouns shit. It’s not the basket of flowers people would have you believe. It’s potentially awful.

Okay, look, we need to talk about this moment right here.
And no I don’t mean everyone’s new favorite space pirate and his weirdly sexy little smirk (don’t lie, you love him too. It’s so so weird but it’s true).
There are a lot of people saying that Yondu was kind of a shit father, or that he didn’t care for Peter in the first movie and I’m here to tell you that this is bullshit.
I mean, I’m sure he was a totally shit father by our standards, but holy crap he saved the kid from, as far as he knew, certain death and raised him as a little space pirate and what was he supposed to do? We definitely know pirates have a reputation for jumping on weakness like sharks on blood, and how weak do you think Yondu would look if he didn’t treat Peter like the rest of the crew? Not only that, but if the crew knew he loved Peter they could use the kid as leverage and end up putting him in serious danger.
Still, there’s this scene right here. You cannot tell me Yondu didn’t know when he took the damn orb that there was no infinity stone in it. You just can’t. He’s no idiot, and if he thought there was even a slim chance that something that dangerous was in there, you bet your ass there would be no way in hell he would open it.
So when he opens the orb and sees that, yeah, his tricky little bastard of a kid did exactly what he himself would have done, that little smirk stretches over his face because he is so damn proud. Peter was definitely his weakness all along, and maybe he wasn’t the best dad in the world on the outside, but I’ll be damned if he wasn’t looking out for the little imp in any secret way he could.
I think he did the best he could with a really hard situation, like a lot of parents have to. He knew he was being a shit father, too, knew that the life he gave Peter was damn hard, but he really did the best he could given the circumstances. Peter’s life could have been SO much worse.
I wouldn’t give him father of the year award, but I’d sure as hell give him space pirate father of the year award.

anonymous asked:

How would the RFA (I'd like saeran and vanderwood but I get it if u can't) react to an MC that looks kinda young/sweet/innocent but in reality doesn't take anyone's crap and is sassy???? I read your last couple ones btw and they were really cute (I kinda got this from ur college vanderwood one tbh)

I think i went overboard on MC’s sassiness.. sorry.Also thank you for being so kind.

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adsom headcanon (kind of a spoiler for acol):

-kell and lila end up having a son and it’s not exactly planned bc lila didn’t want kids but they end up rolling with it

-his name is holland barron and it was a hard fought battle that kell eventually won at much risk to his own life and lila only managed to semi agree and had to settle for his middle name being barron (and she would have gotten her way but she felt slightly guilty bc…u kno)

-holland has heterochromia and one eye is brown and the other is green (bc it is okay)

-he can also wield fire but it’s his only element

-rhy and alucard basically adopt holland as well and rhy decides that holland should be his heir bc “he just oozes charm like me” and no one can say anything against it bc technically he is royal since kell is a prince

-so holland basically has three dads and a badass mom

-fun fact: rhy calls holland holly berry bc he can (and he gets away with it. alucard tries and kell almost punches him while rhy claims that no one else can call holland that cause it’s his special nickname)

-whenever holland makes friends everyone is semi wary but he’s so damn charming that they forget that he’s their crown prince and they just wanna be his friend

-but forever in the bg his parents are all ready to fight™ if anything happens to their son

-rhy is fricken king he has a crap ton of power ready at any time and he could talk someone into totally destroying themselves with just his words no need for magic

-this is the only time kell and alucard would ever 100% agree on something (because even on rhy they only agree sometimes) but both of them are so ready to fight for holland they would honestly wreak havoc

-unfortunately for these three they won’t ever get to do anything bc not only has lila made sure her boy can take care of himself, but she’s even scarier than the three put together and if someone was stupid enough to try and cross rhy and kell and alucard…well they have lila bard to deal with

-holland also travels a lot with lila and kell and sees a lot of the world and rhy makes sure he does bc he doesn’t want holland to stay cooped up all of his life

-unfortunately for kell, holland absolutely loves to sail and alucard is more than happy to teach him some ways

-kell is jealous and tells alucard to stop filling his son’s mind with pirate fantasies and lila comes and smacks kell and tells him to let their son learn

-sometimes holland has fears that he can’t live up to be the great prince/king that rhy is and his fear runs deeper than his parents know because he’s been surrounded by greatness but he’s not sure he can do it and he’s afraid he’s going to do things wrong

-rhy is the one who actually finds out about this and sits down and talks with holland about how he felt having no magic and how he felt he wasn’t good enough and they both sit down and talk for a long time

-holland’s fears aren’t totally gone but they’re better and then later he gets to hear the story of how holland (antari) saved them and how he’s one of the reasons why they survived and holland then feels better about himself bc his namesake fucked up a lot but in the end he was the reason why they’re all there

-basically holland has an incredibly loving family lmao

anonymous asked:

Hello \(^ω^\) I wanna make a request A young MC in high school (RFA and saeran+v are adults) MC has a boyfriend and they do drugs time to time, he's abusive physically and emotionally, cheats on her RFA + saran and v reactions Thanks!

Hello Lovely! 

This is going to seem like a cop out, but they would all act generally in the same way, hence I can not in good conscience write this as an individual HC scenario. They would all ask if MC was alright, make sure that she was safe and tell her that now that they know- they will always be there to help them through everything. Most importantly- they would tell MC that they were worth more and to move on from that relationship. They would all be concerned, they would all be heartbroken for her ordeal and pain, the would all want the very best for their young friend. 

The only differences would be the methods,

would want to cry and hold MC and tell her everything was going to be okay. He’d be there to comfort her as he encouraged her to tell her parents so they could help her too. Yoosung personally understands the need to work through your demons yourself and become stronger. 

Zen… would want to kill him, he would have to be restrained until his temper simmered down and then he would do nothing but hover like a concerned big brother. He’d probably get in touch with his old gang buddies to put the fear of god into him and make sure that he couldn’t get any more drugs too. He would probably be the one to tell her parents as he wouldn’t want her to have to relive anything more than she had to, not if he could spare her the pain. 

Jaehee would encourage her to break up with him then and there. Make a clean even break and move on. She would tell MC to go to the coffee shop, a nice and crowded area where he couldn’t hurt her and she was only a call away from help. However if he laid a hand on her… Yo… Jaehee isn’t a black belt for nothing… 

Jumin would call his contacts in the police to have the boy arrested straight away. As straight laced and law abiding as Jumin is… he can’t have an abuser and drug addict anywhere near his friend and would happily slip some cash into the process to make sure he was locked away for as long as he could be.

would dox the crap out of him, find every bit of evidence that could be used against him and post it all over the school page. Almost nothing is worse than the torture kids can put upon other kids. Apart from that he would totally anonymously send the pertinent information to juvenile detention services because the kid needs to be well away from MC and a lot of time to think about the crap that he has done. 

Saeran… would probably beat the boy to near death. He doesn’t like drugs. He doesn’t like abusers or manipulators. Finding out he cheats on MC was just the cherry on top. He would be half tempted to send him to Mint Eye so he could feel real fear, but he’s not THAT crazy. He would take his bloodied and bruised body to the police station himself (his own hands scratched up and quite obviously badly beaten) to drop off the damned punk. The police would thank him and let him go on his merry way. 

V would be devastated that this happened at all. He’d go to the boyfriend and ask him to stop seeing her, to stop associating with her and never make contact with her again. Will take a beating from said boyfriend for intervening only to come back to MC telling her to stay away and that he would pay for security guards for her safety- something he does make good on… so MC has backup for when she dumps him herself- for everything he’s done to her and for being so damn weak that he would beat up a blind man. V would inadvertently give MC the strength she needed to help herself, because she wanted to help him. 

Old Friends (2/?)


  y/n and Sam Wilson have been neighbors since she moved to NewYork . When Sam started being an avenger they drifted, just random texts or calls . That was until the events between Steve, Bucky and Tony.  Things are all cleared now, everyone is back at the tower and/or avengers facility, including Bucky. But what happens when the reader shows up at the facility looking for Sam?  


swearing, a little sexual tension.

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader, Avengers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader


    It takes an hour for you to finally get your brain to shut off so you can sleep. Two hours later, you’re rolling around your bed fully awake again. This thing with Sam has been running through your mind non-stop. You have plenty of time to go see him before he leaves for wherever; two days is a lot of time right?  

Dammit y/n, get up and go. “Ughhhhh…“ You roll yourself onto the floor and lay there for a minute.  Am I just suppose to listen to him? Or am I supposed to talk, too? Oh God, what do I say? What if Bucky is there again? I wonder what he looks like with his hair pulled back…mmmm… Your phone going off pulls you out of your thoughts. You grab your phone hoping maybe it’s a text from Sam, but it isn’t; it’s just a Facebook notification. You put your phone down and walk towards your closet. Grabbing your towel and robe, you decide to go take a quick shower and then make your way to the tower. You want to see Sam and get this cleared with him.

 45 minutes later, you’ve showered, blow dried your hair, and finished your makeup.  Mmmm what should I wear?  You look through your closet, flicking through your t-shirts, and land on your one of your favorites. It’s a long sleeved black, semi-crop top. It wasn’t too short or long, but right in the middle. You weren’t the smallest girl, you have a lot of curves and a little thickness to you. Nothing you should be embarrassed about, as Sam used to tell you all the time. You used to hate yourself, thinking you weren’t skinny enough or pretty enough. Sam would always be there to shut those insecurities up though. God I miss him. I’ve gotta go. You decide against the crop top, and throw on a cute, long sleeved pink romper with some knee high boots. The weather is in that awkward stage where it’s warm but borderline cold, so you grab your leather jacket just in case. After grabbing your purse, phone and keys, you make your way out to your car. "Here I come Sammy.”


You arrive at the tower again and walk in, except this time you walk with a little more confidence in your step. Your eyes land on Melissa and you smirk and wave as you walk up to her.

    “Well hey there, Melissa. Can you please call up to Sammy and tell him I’m here?” She glares at you while she picks up the phone and lets Sam know you’re here. Five minutes later, the elevator door open while your back is turned to it.

“Well doll, looks like you couldn’t stay away, could you?” Barnes?

You turned around slowly and see Bucky standing in front of you with a shit-eating grin on his face and his hands tucked into his pockets. He’s wearing a grey Henley and jeans that hug him just right. Oh crap. He totally just saw me checking him out.  You look up, sure that he caught you eye fucking him, but when you look up you catch him checking you out. Note to self: Bucky seems to like rompers. Or maybe it’s the boots.

  “What can I say Bucky? I just coul-” You’re cut off when a door to your right is flung open and Sam appears out of breath and very angry.

  “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, TIN CAN.”  Sam lunges for Bucky but you step in between them.

“Boys, behave. What the hell is going on?” You cross your arms and look back and forth between the two men that are suppose to be part of Earth’s mightiest heroes.

  “He locked the elevator down so I couldn’t get in to come down for you,” Sam heaves. “Do you know how many flights of stairs I just ran down!?” If looks could kill, Bucky would be dead 12 times over.

  “I don’t know what he’s talking about, sweetheart.” Bucky shrugs. “I was just minding my own business when birdboy came running towards the elevator like a madman. I locked it in self defense.“ He couldn’t even say this with a straight face; he had a lopsided smile and was trying to cover up his giggling. You just glared at him. Bucky and Sam seem to have a weird relationship, but all you’ve seen so far is Bucky being mean to Sam. Well honestly, they are both just ridiculously childish, but whatever.

You turn to Bucky and take a step closer, put your hand on his chest, and look up and him, "Aww poor Bucky.” You watch Bucky give Sam a sly grin. You tap your hand on his chest and he looks down at you. How are his eyes so blue…? And his lips… Oh God, they look so soft. Stop STOP SAY SOMETHING SASSY…  You look up at him and get a little closer as he leans down, “If you’re looking for a girl, Buck, I think I have just the one.”

 He looks down on you and smiles. “Oh yeah, doll? And who’s that?”

You take a step closer and whisper in his ear, “Well, my grandma is about your age, and she’s single.” You take a step back and wink. His smile drops and you can hear Sam laughing like a hyena.

   “Sorry, Buck, but I’m the only one that’s allowed to bully Sammy.”  You walk to Sam and wrap your arm around his. “You ready to talk, birdbrain? ” He just smiles and pulls you towards the elevator. You hear Bucky walking behind you. He enters the elevator and steps behind you and Sam. You can see him in the reflection of the elevator doors; he’s leaning against the rail smiling. I was just so mean to him and he’s smiling, what the hell? Sam hit the button for the 48th floor, which I assume is his.  When we get to the floor, Sam steps out in front of me, leading the way. Before I walk out, Bucky steps closer behind me so his chest is pressed to my back .

   “I think this is the start to a beautiful friendship doll. I’ll see you later.” He did a little pat on your butt and you gasp. You turn around and that sly smirk is back on his face.  You feel the heat in your cheeks and just laugh,

   "Keep on dreaming, Barnes.“ You hear Sam clear his throat and you walk out of the elevator.

   “Is he always like that?” you ask Sam, and he just laughs.

   “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him be that forward with a woman. Steve is always telling stories of how he used to be such a ladies man back in the 40s but I haven’t seen any proof until you walked through those doors.“  He laughed but then stopped, "But he is a pain in my ass. Like the BIGGEST pain ever.” He huffs out. You just start laughing and flop on the couch Sam’s brought you to.

  “So is this your level of the tower? Ya know, your own little bird nest?” You kept a dead serious expression on your face and Sam just glared at you.

  "Ha ha, you’re so funny y/n.” You break, and let a smile out

  “Alright Sammy, you wanted me to listen, so go on. I’m all ears.

He clears his throat and fidgets with his hands in his lap, "Y/n, I don’t have a good reason for not calling. I just got so caught up… But you’re right, I should have called or texted or even sent you a damn letter. I didn’t forget about you. Just between the Accords, Tony and Steve, and being a fugitive, things are just starting to calm down. We just got back to almost being a team again. I didn’t want to drag you into this when it was so chaotic.” He moves next to you and pulls you into his side for a cuddle-type hug. You nestle into him and sigh.

“Sam, I just missed you. And worried a lot. Can we just try to be like how it was before? I can’t deal with other people like I deal with you. You’re the only one I can tolerate."   Sam laughs and kisses the top of your head.

  “Kid, you have no idea how much I missed you.” You went to say something but you heard the elevator doors opened and a group of voices.

  “Wanda, I’m telling you, Steve’s face was priceless when the bucket of water fell on him,” a smooth, female voice said. You heard a cute little laugh follow.

   "This prank war is going to get out of hand,“ said the second female voice. You could tell by the accent who it was.

  "Can we just call a truce, Nat? The whoopee cushion wasn’t meant for you. Buck put it for Sam.” You recognize the last voice as Steve’s. The three of them walk into the room. You see Steve, and know the other two as Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanov. They all stop when they see you and Sam snuggling on the couch.  Oh this probably looks weird. You start to pull away from Sam but he stops you and pulls you back in.

  “Nat, Wanda, this is my friend y/n. We were neighbors before I decided to join the Avengers.” They both smile and sit at the couch opposite of you.

Wanda was the first to speak, “Hi, it’s nice to meet you!”

 Natasha cut in, “So are you Sam’s girlfriend?”  Wanda slapped Natasha’s arm, and Steve let out a loud laugh.

   "Nice to see you again y/n.“ You look to Steve and just smile.

   "It’s really nice to meet you, and hi Steve. And no, I am not Sam’s girlfriend. I have higher standards than the bird flu over here.” I start laughing and Sam rolls his eyes.

   "Real nice y/n. I’ll remember that.“

   "Oh I like her, she’s got sass.” Natasha smirks. I smile at her and giggle.  Sam mutters something I couldn’t quite catch and gets up.

    "What are all you guys doing up here anyway?“ Sam asks as he makes his way to the kitchen.

   "Buck said you wanted us all to meet on your level?” Steve says but he seemed confused. The elevator doors open and Bucky walks out and straight towards you. Oh boy what is he doing now?

   “I see you’ve met my new girlfriend.” He sits next to you and throws his arm around you and pulls you in close. Natasha  and Wanda start laughing and Steve just rolls his eyes and walks towards Sam in the kitchen. Sam’s glaring at Bucky and Bucky is just staring down at you and smiling. You look up at him and smile. You push yourself up so you’re right next to his ear and whisper, “I don’t think so, doll,” and nip his ear. You get up and go behind Sam, throwing your arms around his torso and resting your face against his back. Steve, Natasha, Wanda and Sam are all cracking up. Poor Bucky was looking a little flustered and like a sad puppy. Why is this so fun? He’s even cuter when he pouts.

   "I was told there would be hot chocolate at some point, Sammy.“  Sam just smiles and shakes his head. He starts making you hot chocolate and you couldn’t help but smile while looking around the room. I could get used to this.

 "So y/n, how did you and Sam first meet?” Wanda asked. You move and go sit next to her.

  “Well I was walking down the hallway to my new apartment and found Sam sleeping in front of his door.”  You proceed to tell them how Sam had locked himself out. The day continued on with you talking about things with Natasha and Wanda; your life, their lives, embarrassing things about Sam. It was great. Things weren’t how they were before with Sam, but it was even better now.


A couple days later

  It’s been a couple days since Sam has been back in your life and since the Avengers have entered your life. You had only met Steve, Bucky, Wanda and Natasha so far, but that was about to change this morning.  You had ended up spending the night on the couch on the communal level of the tower. You, Sam, Buck and Steve stayed up late watching The Office on Netflix. You ended up falling asleep about four episodes into the first season, and one of the boys must of thrown a blanket on you before they all went to bed. You sat up on the couch and rubbed your eyes to try and wipe the sleep away . You hear footsteps and turn towards the doorway to see Sam, still half asleep also.

  “So the early bird really does catch the worm, huh Sammy?” You smirk at him, but he does not look entertained.

  “How many more bird jokes could you possibly have?” He rolls his eyes. “I just wanted to see if you were still asleep. I’m going to jump in the shower, feel free to eat or make coffee… actually that’s not a choice. Make me some damn coffee to make up for the fact the first thing you said to me this morning was a lame bird joke, y/n.” He turns and starts walking away. I forgot how crabby Sam can get, yikes.

  “Fine, fine. But I’m showering when you’re out, Sam!” You yell after him. Well I guess it’s time for coffee.  

 You were sitting on the counter in the communal level of the tower waiting for Sam to finish his shower and for the coffee to brew. You had your phone your hands looking at things on Pinterest to show Wanda. You didn’t even hear anyone come in. While looking down at your phone, you saw two feet step in front of you. You look up and come eye-to-eye with Tony Stark. Behind him are Bruce, Clint, Thor and Vision all staring at you.

 "Stark, it seems that one of your lady friends has taken your counter as her seat.“ Does Thor have an inside voice?

  "Sorry blondie, but I’m not Stark’s girl.” You turn and wink at Tony and hop off the counter.

  “Not that I mind a beautiful girl on my counter, but who the hell are you?” Tony laughed, but then dropped to a more serious tone.

  “I’m y/n, a friend of Sam’s. It’s great to meet you Mr. Stark.” You stick out your hand towards Tony, and he grabbed it and pulled you closer to him. Oh, what the hell?  
  He pulls your hand to his lips and kisses it. “You can call me Tony, gorgeous.” He keeps your hand in his and wiggles his eyebrows at you. You couldn’t help but laugh. He pulls you over in front of the other men in the room to introduce you. “Y/n, this is Bruce, Thor, Vision and Clint.” You shook all of their hands and smile.

  “It’s really nice to meet all of you, thank you for all you’ve done for the world.” They all smile at you, well besides vision. He smiles but looks a bit confused. Thor begins laughing and steps towards you.

  “Lady y/n, you are such a tiny midgardian!”  You looked up to him and smile.

  “Well Thor, I can’t help my hei-” You’re cut off when the God picks you up bridal style and tosses you in the air while he laughs. His booming laugh was contagious. You couldn’t help the giggles that escaped you as Thor pretty much plays catch with himself, using you. The others seem pretty entertained, too. You didn’t even hear Sam and Bucky enter the kitchen until Bucky clears his throat.

  “Uh Thor, mind putting my girl down?”  Does he sound annoyed? OR JEALOUS? Fuck yes. Y/n - 1, Bucky - 0.

 Thor looked at Bucky and set you down gently. “My deepest apologies brother Barnes, I thought lady y/n was simply a friend of our dear Sam."  

  You couldn’t help roll your eyes. "How many times to I have to tell you? I’m not YOUR girl, Barnes.”  You move past him and go to hug Sam. You can hear Tony and Clint laughing as Bucky mumbles to himself.

  “Well Barnes, looks like Birdboy Jr beat us both to the girl.” Tony pats  Bucky’s shoulder sympathetically.

  “Yeah, for now.” Buck grabs a water bottle out of the fridge and makes his way out of kitchen. “See ya later, Doll.” He turns and blows a kiss. What a dork. You laugh and wave him off. You continue making small talk with everyone in the kitchen about random little things until Tony gets an idea.

  “You know what we haven’t done in a while?” he asks. No one replies so Tony just sighs and shakes his head. “We haven’t had a party! And now that we have a new, very very interesting friend here.” He turns to you and looks you up and down. Man can he make a girl blush. Why is he even checking me out? I’m in sweatpants and a giant sweater.

 You were taken out of your thought when Sam nudged you. “So what do you think y/n, you up for it?” I really need to stop spacing out.

  “A party? Of course!” You smile and jump in place . You love parties and dancing. There had better be dancing.

  “Not just any party, sweetheart, ” Tony paused and took a sip of his coffee,“ How about we make this a very formal, black tie event?” He raises his eyebrows at you. You feel a smile make its way to your face. You’ve never been to anything like that, besides prom, and even that wasn’t that great.

  “I’M IN!” You probably sound too excited, but you jump and throw your arms around Tony in a tight hug. He was a little shocked at first but hugged you back and chuckled. Sam shared a glance with his teammates that were in the room. This would be the first big get together since the team’s been back. Sam sighed and shook his head, “Well…This should be interesting.”

P.s I want to thank

@agentraven007, for all the help editing this. It would of been a mess without her :) !

Originally posted by sebstxnevans



iamstonem  asked:

Hey!:) I would like to thank you for not degrading the show or calling Marlene a dumb writer etc... You might not have liked everything but at least you are respectful and you're not saying things like "The show was shitty. The finale was total crap!" So thank you for always remaining classy! Love xx

Oh it’s so damn pathetic, like, save your energy for where it really matters. (Generic ‘your’, not ‘YOU’!) Sure this is more than just a show.. I wrote a bloody essay and a half about how much this show means to me, but never ever do I think that gives me the right to degrade another human being. It is what it is. So thank you for recognising such politeness and not jumping in on that hateful, toxic bandwagon. 

Doctor Strange... basically SPOILERS
  • Stephen: I am such an intelligent neurosurgeon, and Nick sucks... LOL, hey Christine, bet you wanna go out with me
  • Christine: No thanks
  • Stephen: Whatevs, I'm gonna drive about 120 k per hour, what's the worst that can happen xD?
  • __________
  • Stephen: Crap
  • Christine: Don't worry, I'm here for you
  • Stephen: Screw that, I wanna have my hands back
  • All the doctors: LOL you're not
  • Stephen: I'm so sad and desperate, what should I do? Oh I know! Take it all out with the only person that cares about me... LEAVE ME ALONE CHRISTINE, YOU ARE NOT IMPORTANT TO ME
  • Christine: Fine...
  • __________
  • Stephen: .....I think I screwed up
  • Pangborn: You should totally go to Karma Taj
  • Stephen: I literally just met you and this is crazy but...sure why not?
  • __________
  • Mordo: Don't say anything stupid
  • Stephen: Okay
  • The Ancient one: Hello Mr Strange
  • Stephen: It's "doctor" and this is stupid
  • Mordo: *facepalm*
  • Stephen: I can't do magic!
  • The Ancient one: I have an idea! I'm gonna leave you to freeze in Everest, let's see if you can return LMAO
  • Mordo: I'm starting to question your teaching techniques ._.
  • _________
  • Wong: Here are some books
  • Stephen: I think I'm gonna check out the forbidden one, Beyoncé
  • Wong: You are not funny
  • _________
  • Stephen: What's that necklace and this spell supposed to do? Meh what's the worst that can happen?
  • __________
  • Kaecilius: Hey there Mister...
  • Stephen: IT'S DOCTOR -.-
  • Kaecilius: Mister Doctor?
  • Stephen: -_________-
  • ____________
  • Kaecilius: Dormammu is life
  • Stephen: The ancient one is against him
  • Kaecilius: Dormammu is the answer
  • Stephen: WILL YOU STOP?
  • Kaecilius: Lol, I was just distracting you
  • *Stephen gets stabbed*
  • Christine: WHAT?!
  • ___________
  • Mordo: Cool cape man
  • The Ancient One: You will be defend New York, Master Strange
  • Stephen: Heck no Ancinet one, I just killed a guy,AND FOR THE LAST TIME IT'S FREAKING DOCTOR STEPHEN STRANGE, plus you are evil too...
  • Mordo: Wait what?.....
  • __________
  • Stephen: CHRISTINE
  • Christine: Oh my gosh ._.
  • __________
  • Ancient one: I did do bad stuff but for a good reason
  • Stephen: Who am I to judge?
  • Stephen: Listen we have to keep fighting, okay? Hong Kong is our last hope
  • ........
  • *Everything is destroyed*
  • Stephen: I think my motivational speech did take too long
  • Mordo: We are doomed
  • Stephen: Don't worry I'll sacrifice myself for eternity... DORMAMMU I've come to bargain
  • Dormammu: No, you die
  • Stephen: Nope
  • Dormammu: Yes
  • Stephen: No
  • Dormammu: Yes
  • Stephen: No
  • Dormammu: YES
  • Stephen: NO
  • Dormammu: Oh my gosh please stop, I'll destroy Kaecilius myself and not attack earth
  • Wong: You saved my lfe!! I'm gonna laugh at your jokes now :3
  • Stephen: Oh c'mon Mordo, I literally saved the planet
  • Mordo: B*** I'm out

BIG BIG thank you to the beautiful, wonderful, talented @remember-me-forever-silent-angel for making me this amazing edit<3

Welcome to Hannah’s Weekly Reading List! This is the longest list I’ve ever had the joy of creating and writing reviews for :) 25 amazing writers are on here - make sure to show each and every one of them some love!!! Writers, if you’ve written anything recently and don’t see your fic on the list, don’t worry! I haven’t forgotten about you or your fics!! These fics were posted over a week ago :) I will be trying to catch up when I make my list for next week xx

Without further ado, here’s what I’ve been reading this week:

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Worst Date Ever- Frederik Andersen

Originally posted by brandoncarlo


So I know there was supposed to be a Sidney Crosby smut today, but I’m having trouble with it so if you give me until like Wednesday (maybe tomorrow if work’s not horrible) then it’ll be out!!! I’m SORRY!!! Enjoy FREDDDDDDIIEEEEEEEEEEE in the mean time!

Warning: a few cusses (one is in Danish so if you just don’t read the translation at the bottom you’re good!)

Anon Request: Hey!! Your imagines are 👌🏼👌🏼 I was wondering if you could do a Frederik Andersen one whenever you have a chance (if you have the time that is) just because there’s not enough Freddie out there 😪

PS- FREDDIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NEEDS MORE LOVE!!!! And a steak dinner and a few X rated things that I won’t say. HEART AND SOUL OF THE TEAM THANK YOU VERY MUCH! (Sorry I get emotional about Freddie). Anon if you want to get emotional with me about Freddie feel free!


              You sat on a bench outside the restaurant waiting for your date.

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ice-whisper  asked:

Coldwave stripper AU

1 - Mick is so goddamn hot that half the time he just takes off his shirt and smirks at people and they pay him. He’s got a very appealing confidence thing going that they don’t even mind that he refuses to shimmy on a stage, though he does do lapdances.

2 - Len saves up for months before getting a lapdance for his twentieth birthday. Not because he couldn’t get the money, but because he wanted to be sure all the money he was giving Mick was legit in case someone investigated Mick.

3 - Len asks Mick if he is real at least four times during this time.

4 - Mick thinks Len is adorable and asks him, teasingly, if he wants a job. This is funny because Len is covered from neck-to-wrist-to-ankle. Len says “no it’s okay I’m cool with what I have” which somehow turns into a conversation about theft.

5 - Mick makes a joke that if Len is as good a thief as he says he is, he could make enough money to be Mick’s sugar daddy. Mick does not realize he is unleashing a crime spree of epic proportions across Central for the next three years, during which they continue to see each other at the club and sometimes outside of it for movies and dinner and such, though they never call it ‘dating’.

6 - After about three years, Len hands Mick his bank account(s) statements and says “be mine forever” and Mick replies “this is the worst proposal ever but sure and holy crap did you rob a bank or something?” and Len says “seventeen banks, thirteen jewelry stores and just don’t ask about the art gallery count”

7 - they live happily ever after. Mick keeps working sometimes because he likes it, but they totally buy a private island because Len for some reason assumed that rich people have private islands and worried himself into thinking he had to buy an island for Mick to be willing to stay with him.

8 - Mick would’ve married him after the third date. Len is just a drama queen.

anonymous asked:

Well, i believe you are secrety in love with Fentom that is why you continue telling that Phantom and Fentom are the same person.

Star: He denies it all the time, but he totally does. Like he talks about him none stop worse than Paulina talks about Phantom, but I’m convinced that Wes wants a three way with that loser and Phantom. I’m all supportive, but really?… like one of the biggest losers at school? He can totally do better. Am I right?

Wes: Not this crap again!

Wes: Every single time someone brings it up you’re at it with your fantasy talk!

Star: It’s not fantasy talk when it’s kinda obvious.

Wes: The only thing obvious is Fenton is the ghost boy!!

Star: *nods letting him yell it out. Rolling her eyes some*

Wes: I in no shape or form like Fenton in any context you nut jobs think about! I’m telling the truth on who Fenton is and if you all just LISTEN! You light actually see what I’m talking about!

Star:….. sure Wes *pats his shoulders* 

Wes: *growls some* 

Seriously? [Teen!Sam Drake]

Pairings: Teen!Sam Drake x Reader

Request: n/a

About: Sam Drake and the reader outside at midnight, sharing a bottle of vodka. Secrets and suggestive conversations ensue. 

Warnings: NSFW mentions, mention of drugs, alcohol, mentions of abuse (geez angsty)

Inspiration: x

Originally posted by z1r43l

“Hey, calm down,” Sam ushered, catching your fist as you readied it to thump against the skating park ramp. You let out a deep breath, your heart hammering as you willed away the saddened tears in your eyes, angry at yourself for getting upset.

“Fuck! Okay, I’m sorry,” you breathed, exasperated. “I’m just feeling really suffocated in that damn house. Those stupid inconsiderate nuns are starting to piss me off. Am I being dramatic? I feel like I’m being dramatic.”

“A little,” Sam teased, to which you responded by thumping his shoulder. “Ouch. That hurt, you know. I’m sensitive.”

You laughed a little, “yeah, right.”

“It’s true,” Sam spread his arms out, “I am a man in touch with my emotions. Girls think that’s hot, right?”

“Oh, yeah,” I winked at him, “I’m so turned on right now.” 

Sam laughed. “Well, that’s the sort of effect I have on the ladies. Can’t blame them, either.”

“What?” You asked, frowning in sarcastic confusion and laughing. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I’m a total hit with chicks! They love me,” Sam continued. “A total specimen. Irresistible, charming, dash-”

“Sam, have you ever even got laid?” You laughed, leaning back against the bars of the ramp you were sat on, your legs dangling over the edge, your skateboard to your side. 

“Sure I have,” Sam responded quickly.

“Oh, yeah, to who?” You rose a brow at him, turning to face him. 

“To Crystal,” he announced, folding his arms as if announcing an achievement. In response, you rolled your eyes. That girls name always left a bitter taste in your stomach. She was friendly and she was gorgeous, which was the worst part. You didn’t like her.

“And how long did that take? A week?” You shot back at him teasingly.

“A couple months,” he shrugged. “Why does it matter, anyway? What about you, huh?”

“Sure,” you shrugged. “Twice in my whole life. Both horrible, scarring experiences,” you laughed.

“What happened?” Sam asked.

“I don’t think that’s a territory I want to tread foot in again, thank you very much,” you shook your head, rummaging through your bag and pulling out a bottle of cheap vodka. “Want some?”

“Sure,” he accepted, taking a couple of swigs before wincing and handing it back to you. “You’re still telling me this story, though.”

Rolling your eyes, you leaned back and took a swig. “Ah, let’s see. Well, the first guy, his name was Keith or something. Kris? Maybe. I don’t know, they don’t sound like jock names. What’s a jock name that begins with K?”

“Seriously? You don’t even remember his name?” Sam laughed, humming for a while. “Kyle, maybe?”

“Yeah, that’s it,” you laughed as he got it right, taking another swig before passing him the bottle again. “Well yeah, it was at high-school party. I was fifteen. He was seventeen I think, and that was just so cool to me. And yeah, it lasted for about thirty seconds and was the most painful experience ever, in some random strangers bathroom.”

“Classy. Sounds like a great life experience,” Sam teased. “Okay, what about the other one?”

“My drug dealer?” You said it like it was a question. 

“You had sex for drugs?” Sam was taken aback, but you shook your head quickly. 

“Oh, god no, definitely not,” you denied. “He was super cute and I was into him, so we hooked up a few times. He used me and kinda broke my heart,” you shrugged, “but yeah, he totally supplied me with free weed after that for like three months, but that wasn’t my initial idea.” You sucked in a breath, still feeling a pang of hurt. You truly did care about that stupid idiot, and you thought he’d felt the same. He’d been nice and genuine, but he’d used you. 

“Tough stuff,” Sam took a swig of alcohol, “they both sound like total assholes, though. You deserve better than that.”

“Name one guy that’d be fucking worth any of my time,” you rolled your eyes, slightly bitter, slightly tipsy. 

Feeling the extra courage from his edge of alcohol, he perked up. “Well, me for starters.”

You glanced over at him for a brief second, his eyes sparkling and his cheeks flushed. Whether that be from the alcohol or his statement, you couldn’t tell. Shuffling, you laughed a little.

“You’re worth all my time, Sam,” you teased, a small grin on your face. “Could you imagine the nuns if they found out? They already know I’m a dreadful sinner, Morgan.”

“Well, they wouldn’t have to find out, would they?” Sam nudged your side playfully, clearly getting excited about the idea. You would be totally down for that, but you’re not sure your emotional stability could handle that. You acted like you were a tough, totally nonchalant girl who didn’t care about anything, but you were quite the contrary. You cared quite a lot. 

“Why would you want to be with me anyway? Or at least infatuate yourself with me, albeit romantically, let alone sexually,” you drawled. “I’m a good-for-nothing seventeen year old who’s parents used to beat the crap out of because they were bored.”

Sam winced at your words and you felt a little guilty for saying that sort of thing. It wasn’t his normality and you had to remember that. 

“Not everybody feels that way about you, you know,” Sam sighed, “not everyone wants to hurt you.”

“Seems like it.”

“Okay, you’re being dramatic now,” Sam smiled sarcastically. “Course they don’t. Nate loves you to bits, you know.”

“Oh, yeah? And you?” You rose a brow, guarding your smirk behind the neck of the vodka bottle as you sucked the dregs from the bottom. 

“More than you’d ever know,” he shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. 

“Huh?” You questioned, not quite catching his words.

“Never mind,” Sam smiled, pulling himself to your feet. “Come on. Let’s get your sobered up before you get back to the orphanage. If the nuns see you drunk again you’ll be sleeping in the ‘dungeon’ again.”

“Oh, right,” you shuddered. The ‘dungeon’ was really just the basement where they isolated you from the others to pray until they felt you’d been forgiven. The worst of kids had been down there for a week, at most. “Okay.”

“Come on,” Sam offered you his hand, which you took, easing down the ramp with him. “Let’s get you back, yeah?”


12 Years (Sirius Black x Female!Reader)

A/N: So sorry that this took so long and I changed the ask a little bit. I hope it’s ok. This is my first time writing for adult!Sirius.

Word Count: 904

Warnings: One nearly swear because I’m such a rebel.

Requested: yes ( @dygalome  ) 

Oh oh I suck at writing, but I may have an idea that may interest you. Still in the soulmate AU thing. What if you stop aging when you’re 18 until you meet your soulmate, but you realized that you never stop aging only after that Sirius is sent to Azkaban? It’s okay if you don’t want to do it, I just suddenly got the idea while I was writing to you

AU: When you reach the age of 18 you stop ageing until you meet your soulmate.

Blurb: You and Sirius were best friends when you were younger. But that was before he murdered James and Lily Potter in cold blood. Now he’s been in Azkaban for 12 years but you still haven’t found your soulmate. What happens when you meet again?

“Morning Remus,” you chirped walking into the kitchen.

“Morning (Y/N)” he replied solemnly. “I’m leaving today.”

“Crap. That’s today?” you facepalmed. “I totally forgot,” you said apologetically.

“You’ll be ok by yourself won’t you?” he asked. 

Typical Remus. Always worried.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“It’s just that it’s been nearly 12 years since-”

“Please don’t!” you interrupted, looking down. This is not what you wanted to talk about first thing in the morning. 

“I’ll drive you to the train station,” you offered.


It had been half way through your first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You had gone there like your parents. And their parents before them.

“Oi! You! Chuck us our ball back” someone yelled.

You turned around to see a group of Gryffindor boys waiting expectantly.

You threw the ball at them. A boy with black, shoulder length hair and a cheeky smirk caught it. 

“Cheers love!”

Well, he was gorgeous.

12 years. And it was his fault. How could he? They were his friends.

Beautiful Lily with her hair like flames dancing in the wind.

And James with his playful grin.

He ruined it. Anyway, it was all over now. He’s been locked away for 12 years why should you think about it now?

“Can you help me find her though?” he pleaded. “I’ll help you.”

“I said no!” you said sternly. “You need to find her yourself.”

“Ok, but does that mean you’ve found your soulmate already?”

“Of course not. If I did would be the first to know,” you replied.

“Honestly don’t know if I'll ever find my soulmate. I’ll be 18 forever.” he huffed. “Wouldn’t that be great?”

“Yeah. Fantastic,” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes.

You wondered if he ever did find the one. Maybe she’s in a cell next to him. Criminals together. 

A part of you wished he didn’t. Because then you’d lose your best friend. 

But he was gone anyway so what did it matter.

You were alone and soulmate-less.

“We need yo move in together though.” you whined.

“Nah! I’ll go live wth Remus or something instead.” Sirius joked.

“But you promised…” you complained.

“Guess I’m stuck with you then.” he rolled his eyes.


You both burst into laughter.

You stirred your tea again. Adding another spoonful of sugar. How many was that now?

Why? Why were you still 18? 

Remus had Tonks. Lily had James. Who did you have?


Even Sirius Black, the heartless and cold blooded killer, probably had his murderer soulmate.

“Remus found his soulmate!” you yelled, bursting in through the door of you and Sirius’ shared flat.

“Who?” he said, sitting up.

“New girl at the Order,” you explained. “Goes by Tonks.”

“Even our nerdy Moony found his soulmate before us?”

You nodded.

“We’re doomed.”

“Yep.” you agreed. “Now go make me a cuppa please?”

“Lazy.” he said, heading to the kitchen.

If what the Order told you was true little Harry didn’t turn out too bad. Considering.

His whole family was murdered by a man they trusted. 

But Harry didn’t know Sirius Black. You did though.

You burst in through the door.

“Step away from him.” you whispered, pointing your wand at the two hugging men.

“No (Y/N) it’s-”

“I said step away, Remus!” you said, louder this time.

Remus took a step back towards Harry, Hermione and Ron. Oh. Look at Harry. He’d grow a lot in the past few years.

But there was a more pressing matter to deal with now. Sirius Black. The crazed man stood in front of you.

“What did you do? Why Sirius?” Tears streamed down your cheeks.

“(Y/N)” he said softly. The same way that he used to.

He took a step forward.

“No! Stay right there!” You pressed your wand into the side of his neck. “One more step and I’ll kill you right where you’re stood.”

“I’m sorry (Y/N) but I didn’t do it.”

“What do you mean? Yes, you did. You killed James and Lily Potter. They died because of you.”

“No. They died because of him.” Sirius pointed towards the children. This was mental.

“Who? Me?” asked Ron, obviously confused.

“Ron couldn’t-” started Hermione.

“No! Not the kid!” said Sirius desperately. “The rat!”

“What do you mean the rat?” You were confused.

“Scabbers? How could he kill someone?”

“Because he’s not a rat. Are you, Peter?”

“Wait! Peter as in-” you were about to ask.

“Peter Pettigrew?”

How on earth did Harry know that name?

In that moment the rat bit Ron and scurried away.

Someone hit it- him- with a spell and he started morphing back into none other than Petter Pettigrew.

“So you didn’t kill them?” you asked for the fourth time.

“No (Y/N). I could never do that to Lily and James,” he explained again, holding your hands gently. 

“So you didn’t find her?” you said gesturing to his face.

“No,” he shook his head.

“I’m sorry.” you whispered.

“I’m not.” You looked up questioningly. He smiled at you. “I’m with her now and that’s good enough for me.”


“You’re my soulmate (Y/N).”

“Oh,” you said. “And here I was thinking I could stay 18 forever. Take over the world. That type of thing.”

“Sorry for crushing your dreams love.”

“I’m not. I have the best soulmate ever,” you said throwing your arms around his neck. “Come back home with me?” you begged. “Please.”

“Of course.”


Sirius Black:




Harry Potter Universe:









Alright, here we go!  Fraymotifs out the wazoo!  I’ll try and include basic descriptions of what I was thinking (if anything) in the captions.  This one won’t work in the photoset for some reason so here it is down below:

Again, Mind rearranges Time into more advantageous configurations.


Heart splits Mind and Time, then they’re…reconsolidated somehow?  I’m confusing myself here.

soy luna youtube au
  • because let’s face it this had to be done
  • so jazmín would still have fab & chic
  • delfi starts out always appearing on the channel as well but she kinda does her own thing later
  • pedro the smol cinnamon roll has a life advice channel and boi he’s good at it
  • everyone just loves him
  • he’s so nice and easy to watch
  • he never leaves you feeling discouraged
  • you just wanna get off your ass and change the world after you watch him
  • (at one point he tries a cooking channel but it takes exactly one video attempt and a burnt kitchen for him to give up)
  • nina has this book and study channel
  • and she absolutely loves it
  • it’s more on the nerdy side
  • ámbar has a vlog channel where she just posts about her life
  • it’s like watching a more glamorous version of yourself honestly
  • yam has a fashion channel and everyone just absolutely adores her
  • (and also jim and yam collab v often and the fandom goes crazy every time it happens)
  • jim has a mix of pretty much everything but mostly it’s about dancing and singing
  • (and also domestic videos of her and yam but shhh)
  • gastón’s channel would mainly be about dressing well and books
  • it’s hard to believe but it’s a combo that works
  • luna is just a smol bean trying to find her way through life (aka she’s a mess)
  • honestly most of her videos don’t even have a structure
  • she just babbles about everything that comes to her mind
  • it’s so nice and relaxing tho
  • and you always feel like seeing and old friend again
  • because she’s so open and nice
  • sometimes she uploads random vlogs
  • or skating videos when she’s feeling like it
  • matteo would have a looooot of travel vlogs and skating videos and just generally have the cool boy vibe
  • you either love him or you hate him
  • there’s no in between
  • it just doesn’t exist
  • you either get his sense of humor and love him
  • or you don’t and despise him
  • but still most people love him
  • because come on this is the internet
  • most of us are sarcastic little shits

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anonymous asked:

How would Sans and papyrus react to accidentally making their S/O upset by snapping at them or saying or doing something really hurtful out of anger, and their S/O runs off and shuts themselves in their room crying. (For UT, US, UF, and SF,)

UT!Sans: Sans works a lot of jobs and sometimes it gets a little stressful. He snapped at you for telling him that he should get some food and rest and shit shit shit he didn’t mean to make you so upset. He’ll leave you alone in your room while he beats himself up for being so mean. You were just trying to look out for him. Eventually he’ll get your favorite food or snack and try and coax you out of your room. He could teleport in, but he doesn’t want to invade on your privacy. When you finally let him in he’s just going to pull you to him and apologize. You’re important to him and you made a good point in what you said, he had no right to act so harsh. Your concern is valid, he has been working himself to the bone lately. He’ll make a big show out of eating something (kinda) healthy. Then he’ll let you drag him off to bed and make sure that he gets some rest. He’s very affectionate in a way to make up for himself.

UT!Papyrus: One thing that really annoys him is laziness. If you’re the kind of person who leaves stuff laying around when you’re tired it’s going to really annoy him. But he likes you so he doesn’t want to say anything. It builds up under a long time and then suddenly he has a really bad day and he comes home to your things just thrown around the house and WHAT THE HECK HOW HARD CAN IT BE TO PICK UP YOUR STUFF?!? He regrets it as soon as he says it. And he feels even worse when he sees the tears start to well up in your eyes as you scramble off the couch and into your room. He feels so terrible and he doesn’t know how to console you so he just picks up your things and puts them in a pile on the couch. There really weren’t a lot of stuff if he’s honest, and he doesn’t know why it made him snap. He hand’t even told you that if was something that annoyed him. He’s going to knock on your door and gently apologize. Then he’ll come in and put the stuff away in their right place. When he’s done he’s going to hug you and apologize even more. He is very sorry for making you upset. He doesn’t like messes but he’s okay with a few things laying around, maybe you could compromise? The rest of the evening is spent cooking dinner and talking more about things that the both of you feel the other should know.

UF!Sans: When Sans is in a grumpy mood he is not fun to be around. Combined with Papyrus nagging at him he’s a ball of repressed anger. He’s going to be low-key aggressive and he can’t take it out on Boss, so unfortunately you might be the output for his anger sometimes. Most of the time it’s just harmless remarks and a lot of sarcasm. It’s not really mean and you both know that he doesn’t mean anything with it. But sometimes when he’s really f*cking tired and you’ve done something to really annoy him he will snap at you. He can be very mean when pushed enough. When he realizes what he’s done though, all the anger is replaced with an oh shit feeling. You’ve locked yourself in your room and he can hear you sniffle trying to be quiet. Now he’s even more mad, but at himself. He’ll leave to destroy some shit into oblivion to get rid of it. When he gets back home he’ll text you from the living room until you come out so he can apologize. After that he doesn’t bring it up again. He’s just trying to focus on being on his best behavior for the rest of the evening.

UF!Papyrus: He nags on you a lot, to be honest. Small things like cleaning up after yourself or not doing a task well enough. He means well, it’s actually because he’s worried about you but sometimes he’s a little harsh. Sometimes he doesn’t even notice that he’s doing it, or that what he said might’ve been a little mean. If it ever gets bad enough that you lock yourself into your room and cry. Well it’s a wake up call for him. He looks back on how he has been acting towards you and he realizes he never gives you any damn breaks. He knocks on your door and formally apologizes. He doesn’t like admitting that he’s done something wrong, but you’re more important to him than his pride. So he eases up on the nagging. Compliments don’t come naturally to him, but he makes an effort in showing you what he likes about you. You’re his s/o, that can only mean you’re the very best.

US!Papyrus: Papyrus is the kind of person who teases others to no end. He knows exactly how to get on your nerves. If you’re a smart mouth like him, you’re gonna have the funniest and most sarcastic conversations you could ever dream of. It’s all wonderful, except sometimes he doesn’t know when to quit. In the beginning of your relationship he didn’t take your ’’stop’’ seriously. First time he actually made you so upset you cried he freaked out. He learned his lesson. After apologizing he took you down town and spoiled you rotten. Anything you looked at in a store he’d buy you, even if you told him that you didn’t really need it. This is still his go to move whenever he f*cks up. It’s not that he’s trying to buy your affection, but he wants to make sure that you knows he loves you.

US!Sans: As I said before, Sans’ mood goes up and down. He’s happy most of the time, but when he’s sad he’s devastated and when he’s angry he is mad. He’s not an aggressive person and he’d never hurt you or anyone else out of anger. But if he’s pushed enough, it aint a pretty sight. He doesn’t like people criticizing him, even if it’s justified. And you’re his s/o. If you’re criticizing a decision he’s made, or an order he gave someone in the guard, it really bothers him. He doesn’t want to hear that from you and he gets sort of desperate in a way. Sometimes, if he’s holding a glass or something he might actually throw it to the ground and tell you to do a better job yourself. It’s his way of stopping the situation from escalating further. When he realizes that he actually scared you though, he’s even more devastated. He didn’t mean to scare you, never ever ever. He apologizes and then makes the two of you have a long talk and at the end, both of you feels a lot better. To apologize  even further he takes you out on a date. He goes all the way and somehow manages to plan the perfect night out, he’s quite the romantic when he wants to be.

SF!Sans: This guy does a lot of crazy things that could drive anyone to tears. He wants to be better than everyone else, it’s just the way he is. And sometimes that backfires on him and makes him subconsciously push you down. He kind of assumes that you know how great you are, you’re his s/o after all. He wouldn’t ever date someone who wasn’t first class, and neither should you. It’s simple logic. So he can afford to be a little mean, right? When he notices that he pushed the line too far he doesn’t know what to do. Part of him wants to just leave you alone and try and forget that he made you so upset. Fortunately he is smart enough to not listen to that part. To apologize he goes all out on everything. Gets you the best food in town and becomes your servant for the week. He needs to show you how you deserve to be treated.

SF!Papyrus: He gets some low points every now and then where he will doubt himself a lot. He doesn’t think he deserves you, and he doesn’t want to keep you in a relationship where you’re pulling all the weight. You deserve so much better than that. So he drinks a bit to much and decides that he have to make you leave, for your own best. And stupidly enough, the only thing his drunken mind can think of is to say so many hurtful things he can until you’ll hate him. He’s throwing insults at you until he finally gets you to break down and leave. He does the same, and when he wakes up the next day he feels like total crap. Hurting you unintentionally makes him hate himself and this is making him sick with self loathing and hate. He’s so f*cking stupid and he knows that you don’t want him anywhere near you right now. But he figures that he owes you an explanation and a huge apology. If you do forgive him, you’re kind of going to have to help each other. He’s still at his low point and ironically he needs reassurance from you. He’s not leaving your side though, that’s for sure. Constant cuddling and affection lies ahead.