please tell me if it's not him

like when mike started talking to me on fb. i mean that was all good at first but then he said he wanted to hang out and then get my number and i was like ahh sure. and i mean it was fine to hang out and stuff like bcs i knew he wasnt some rando and to have my number to text was fine. even tho i wasnt 100% comfortable with it. but if i had just said no then the whole ordeal wouldnt have happened. he caught me just enough to tell me about all the girls who were mean to him and upset him. to make me guilty so i wouldnt leave.

so when i actually DID get the courage to tell him “wait, i get really nervous making phone calls so we cant do it all the time” (hes like “but i prefer phone calls to texting, and a lot of things are so hard for me please do this for me…”) and “sorry i dont wanna hang out” (hes like “but its been a long time since we did and i thought you were cool…”) and “Hey you told me you wanna date me. and when we were talking irl i was more passive about it but now that im writing an email i wanna make it more clear that i am not interested and i just wanna be friends” (hes like “but why cant we just try this out i thought you were realy nice and we can just go slow”) and him saying this stuff multiple times when i finally started sticking up for myself. and also telling him Hey things are hard for me too im neurodivergent too and that Sorry i cant call you all the time or hang out when you make me uncomfortable sometimes and i know i have my problems and issues but give me a break” (hes like “why would i make you uncomfortable im trying my best (stupid monkey emoji) im just not good at expressing what i mean but yea its seems like you have a lot of issues you need to work on”) and UGH i think i sent a last final email saying sorry im going through a lot i cant talk or hang out much at all. and i deleted his number and stuff. and yea

anyway hh its just. maybe if i had been able to say no from the get go id be better off. being polite to ppl means nothing if theyre gonna just take advantage of me. and i know that. but its so hard to say no like. even Scary to say no! but it scares me how often i say yes……

my mom's comments on every act 2 hamilton song
  • What'd I Miss: oh THIS is Thomas Jefferson!!
  • Cabinet Battle #1: "turn around bend over i'll show you where my shoe fits" still more civilized than the 2016 presidential debates though
  • Take A Break: philip grew up fast
  • Say No To This: how hot was this hamilton anyway (me: what why) a lot of people seem to be in love with him i'm just wondering
  • The Room Where It Happens: this must be your favorite song, because it's about wanting to be included
  • Schuyler Defeated: *hears first four notes* i thought we already heard this song
  • Cabinet Battle #2: i wish all debates were just rap battles
  • Washington on Your Side: the fast talking guy is back
  • One Last Time: did he die
  • I Know Him: is this the king again (me: yes) oh i thought he died or something
  • The Adams Administration: "sit down john you fat motha--" i thought he was friends with john though (me: nope wrong john)
  • We Know: "my god" is it weird that his voice is soothing to me
  • Hurricane: intense
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: were the hamiltons like the kardashians
  • Burn: this is angelica right (me: no it's eliza) well the hamilton doesn't deserve her
  • Blow Us All Away: "How about when i get back we all strip down to our socks" I DONT LIKE THIS BOY
  • Stay Alive Reprise: oh no.
  • It's Quiet Uptown: i should be crying but it makes me wonder if i would be this sad if you died, and i don't know if i would be, so now i'm just guilty (me: oh my god)
  • The Election of 1800: "can we get back to politics please" i agree
  • Your Obedient Servant: this song is almost as passive aggressive as you are
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: how did she forgive him
  • The World Was Wide Enough: "the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me" wow
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: if your father cheated on me and then wrote a song about it i probably would not do anything for him again
  • Conclusion: good music but i'm still not buying you tickets
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hello everyone, today I’m bringing you: a Fantastic Beats AU where everything is the same except everyone has a dæmon

disclaimer: this AU is very self-indulgent and I haven’t thought out all details and impracticalities of it, so please don’t nitpick. anyway,

- only witches and wizards are born with dæmons, muggles don’t have them

- a lot of dæmons settle as birds seeing as it’s more convenient form that can follow its human when they travel via flying objects like broomsticks

- both Grindelwald and Graves have large birds of prey as their dæmons; the birds are different, but look similar enough to be mixed up by anyone who doesn’t pay too much attention (this is another reason for Graves to be extremely salty once they find him after the whole Grindelwand infiltration incident; “I can’t believe you fools couldn’t tell one bird from another,” he keeps saying. “Maybe I should summon that Scamander guy back in America and ask him to give you all a few zoology lessons.”)

- Tina’s dæmon is an english setter, Queenie’s is a dove

- Credence’s dæmon is a black cat, for two reasons, one of them being me finding it aesthetically pleasing, and the second is that it’d probably piss Mary Lou off even more because there’s a lot of superstitions around black cats plus all that stuff about them being familiars of witches

- when Credence was a child, and his dæmon could still change its form, it took shape of small animals/birds/insects so that Credence was able to hide it from Mary Lou in his pockets; then it settled as a black cat and Credence started having a really hard time keeping it from Mary Lou’s eyes

- I wasn’t sure about Newt’s dæmon, only knowing that I wanted it to be an animal he can carry around on his shoulder so it’d constantly pick fights with Pickett much to Newt’s agitation; then someone I was discussing this AU with suggested an occamy and I ran with it. maybe it doesn’t exactly fit him personality-wise, but it’s my favourite magical creature so I just kind of. put two of my faves together. personal bias much? why yes, absolutely

- (or, you know, Pickett himself could be Newt’s dæmon instead, now that I think of it; those drawings can be read as either of these two options)

- yes, magical creatures can also be dæmons, because why the hell not; I guess it’s just not that common, and if your dæmon settles as one it’s a sign that you’re most likely an eccentric and unpredictable person (and isn’t that what annoys other people)

okay I’m done and please for the love of god don’t delete this long ass comment

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Well I’ve fallen in love with @lightingupthereef’s design for Zora Link!
(Also I’m sorry I didn’t ask you if I could draw him… I hope it’s okay that I did! :( )

Also lightingupthereef, I love your art!

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Kuroo from @eicinic‘s Superman AU. 
Because Gin is amazing and deserves all the Kuroos in the world (so he better save it).


I’ve been listening to this song a lot while drawing, and I think the first verse is awfully fitting

There’s a war we can’t ignore, waging silence on our lives
We will overcome, let the cowards run and hide

We were born to take it back
This is revelational

I am not afraid

– Dillon Francis - Love in the Middle of a Firefight

Picture something for me

Zack can’t think of a suitable word in English for what he wants to say, so out of habit he says it in Mandarin, and of course the others have no idea what he said. He expects them to complain, because his teachers did back when he tried to contribute in class, and starts to apologise

but instead of telling him off or staring at him blankly Billy has out his phone, looking up the meaning, and the other three are over his shoulder reading the translation and description of the word, and once they get it they’re like “Oh yeah totally, I feel that-” and carry on

Zack who takes note of all his friends tiny quirks and needs because he’s so used to looking out for those things being a young carer he does it without meaning to anymore, being totally taken off guard when he realises they’re doing the same for him and making these extra efforts because they love him and he’s not alone anymore. Friends do that, friends do that for the people they care for and he has someone else other than his mother now who does that for him: these four give a shit about him, they genuinely love him and want to know and work with this stuff

I feel like a lot of people focus on how having friends is a welcome, yet surreal change for Trini, but Zack’s the same and I think he gets brushed under the carpet a little

Gil’s Story Is My Nightmare

You know, it normally takes weeks if not months for my feelings to settle on a subject relating to fiction. Like, my first time through, it’ll wash over me, I’ll consider it a while, and then, eventually, I’ll come to a conclusion.

But Gil’s story rubbed me wrong on first run, and I easily figured out why.

Gil’s story is my nightmare as a gay man.

I know I’m not the first to sum it up, but I am SO frustrated and pissed off by this (and Mass Effect Andromeda’s handling of M/M relationships in general), I need to work it out of my system.

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Okay but you know what doesn’t sit well with me? The fact that Gansey doesn’t actually receive a lot of validation from his friends?? They all think about how amazing he is, how admirable, how unique, etc (I’m looking at Ronan and Adam POV’s, cause whoo boy), but how often do they actually tell him this?? 

I mean, Gansey didn’t actually understand how much his friends loved him until they followed him into the cave/tunnel in trk!! And he didn’t even think they would come in the first place!! I’ll admit, maybe it’s because it’s been a couple of months since I read the books and fanon is influencing my interpretation, but while someone will think something nice about Gansey, all they’ll say out loud is, “Your shoes are hideous” or “You’re such a buzzkill” or “Why do you talk like that?” Like, he doesn’t actually receive a lot of nice comments from Ronan or Adam??

please just compliment my boy Gansey and tell him that you love him

anonymous asked:

Hey Caroline! So um I know this is kinda weird, but would you tell me so cute, happy hcs? (about anything omgcp really, but bonus if its zimbits or about kent pason) I had a horrible day and it looks like its going to be like that the whole week :( However, please dont feel any pressure to reply. I hope you have a nice day/week!

Aw hon =( sorry to hear your week has been rough, but to cheer you up let me tell you about Biscuit, the dog the haus adopts during Jack and Shitty’s last year.

They find him curled up with the dirty laundry, and you know that dog must have been desperate if he decided to curl up with the dirty laundry, he is a skinny thing and desperate for some loving, but a little shy around the loud hockey people.

It’s Jack who manages to coax him out by accident, since he’s the only one  ignoring the dog and trying to get everybody else to finish getting ready so they can go to practice.

While the team is ignoring him and loudly arguing what they should do, the dog approaches Jack and sits next to him. Jack looks at the dog, the dog looks at Jack, Bitty notices it and pulls his phone.

“You are interrupting practice,” Jack informs the dog.

The dog wags its tail. Jack bends down to pet it. Bitty bites his tongue not to cry about how precious they look together. He gets closer to them and the dog looks at him suspiciously.

“This is Bitty,” Jack says gesturing for him to get closer, “we like Bitty.”

Bitty’s heart gives up, because omg. Jack doesn’t notice.

“Bitty this is,” Jack pauses, “Biscuit.”

“Biscuit?” repeats Bitty amused, and Jack blushes, “it’s a good name.”

Jack and Bitty end up leaving and taking the dog to the vet, who promises to let them know how Biscuit is progressing. Jack and Bitty get a glimpse of the cages, of Biscuit frightened body language and they exchange a look.

They return to the haus with Biscuit, technically they signed up to be a foster home for him while a forever home was found, but Jack discreetly called them a week after to tell them they were keeping the dog.

Maybe it was because of Lardo and how she found dog-friendly paints and created a whole exhibition with the help of Biscuit.

Or maybe because of Shitty, who had finally found somebody who didn’t mind cuddling with him when he was in his underwear.

Perhaps Ransom and how he would pet Biscuit instead of shutting down and curling up under the table.

Or Holster watching TV and going into a very in-depth analysis of all his favourite animals on entertainment.

Or the frogs, who would play in the backyard with the dog for hours.

Possibly Bitty, and how he would heard him talking to Biscuit at odd hours of the night (or baking dog-friendly baked goods instead of pies.)

But more likely, because when he felt that tight sensation over his chest, Biscuit would suddenly show up and quietly sit down next to him till he felt like he wasn’t crawling out of his skin.

Then again, it could be because of how the dog learned to play fetch with the pucks on the ice and how much he loved going to practice with the team and watching till it was over and he was allowed on the ice; it was obvious that Biscuit was another member of the team and Jack liked to keep all his teammates close.

And if maybe sometimes he imagined himself, Biscuit and a certain blond baker living together at their own place, that was Jack (and Biscuit’s) secret to keep.

Well, Since You Begged (Sami Zayn) - the reader suffers from an injury and her best friend Sami cares for her. Afterwards, Sami mentions feelings he has, leading up to some domineering Sami plowing her into next week

let me know what you think, y'all. also, i have tons of free time now, so i’m going to start taking requests. enjoy the read, hoes. it’s a long one, buckle up for the ride

WARNINGS: smut, language, spanking! 

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Me: The Lego movies teach people to be inclusive to people who are different than them, accepting people for who and what they are. 

My dad: “It’s also teaching and influencing the young people in this country to engage in activities they were not born into (being gay). Now when the children play with legos, they might think…do not try to teach our young children that it’s okay…”

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Find You (Part 4)

Summary: Bucky has moved into a new apartment, not knowing that its previous tenant thinks they still live there. And he’s the only one that can see them.

Word Count: 1,364

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

A/N: Ahhh things are getting more exciting :D I hope you all enjoy! Please let me know ^^ 

Originally posted by gliceria


The woman smiles at Bucky as he calls out to her, as if she knew that he was going to approach her. Bucky gives her an uneasy grin and clears his throat. He’s opening his mouth to tell her something when she thrusts a business card out at him.

“I have an appointment I have to attend right now,” she says, not waiting for Bucky to say anything else. And Bucky feels a shiver go through him. She knew too much, and when she stared into his eyes it was like she was looking at the deepest parts of him. It unsettled him. “You can call me next week and we can settle an appointment.”

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It Might Be Nice // Part 2

Lmao, this took a long ass time but like ??? I didn’t even think it was going to have a second partso, yah. 

Here’s part one: http://bleusarcelle.tumblr.com/post/158130830599/it-might-be-nice-part-1

And, that’s it! It’s seems like Lance died but like…psssh, he…he’s sleeping, kay? Yah… btw LONG. POST. Translations: Ae-in (Sweetheart), Amor (Love) 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 


One, two, three blinks and then –

Lance’s eyes stay closed.

“No.” Keith whispers horrified, his hand aimlessly patting the glass powerless, “No, no, no, no, no. Lance, please, no.”

There’s nothing at all. There’s no flutter of eyelids or a steady breathing or even a twitch.

There’s nothing but a ghost smile in those pale half parted lips.

“L-Lance.” He chokes out weakly, barely acknowledging the tears running down his face, “Ae-in?”

Lance just sits there, body heavily pressed against the glass, right in front of Keith, mouth frozen in a permanent silent sigh and Keith snaps.

“No!” He screams, “No, no, no! Lance! I-I love –! Lance, please! Come back! Come back, please! I-I didn’t –!” Keith’s voice breaks, words still falling out of his mouth without his consent, “I love you too! Please! I didn’t get the chance to –! Don’t do this, please!  I’m begging you! Lance!”

This can’t be happening. Keith thinks as his fist pounds at the glass that block his way to get to the brunet. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. This can’t be –

“Please, please, please, break. Break goddamnit, please!” He shouts, standing up  and activating his bayard, not hesitating a tick before he’s lashing and stabbing the glass, “Break, break. Please, please – BREAK!”

It doesn’t and Keith can only slash out at the damn glass over and over again. His vision gets blurry as more tears keep gathering in his eyes and suddenly there’s no air in his lungs and he can’t breath, he can’t hear, he can’t - he can’t –

“No!” He yells as soon as someone grabs him from behind and pulls him away, “No! Get off of me! Get off –! Lance! Lance, please! No!”

Lance’s figure just keeps getting further and further away from him. He’s basically slipping through his finger and he can’t do a damn thing.

“S-Stop.” Keith sobs out desperately, dropping his entire body in defeat against the strong hold he’s trapped in, “S-stop, p-please, I-I can’t–I didn’t tell him –!”

Faint black spots start appearing in his vision. He tips to the side exhausted as he look straight into the only blurry blue dot he can see.

“L-Lance.” He whispers brokenly, “L-Lan –”

Keith hears the sound of something shattering as he loses conscience but he’s just not sure on what exactly.

Must have been his heart.

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Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hey darling! im in love with your imagines! is it possible to request a jughead x reader where the reader and jug are dating and jughead spends WAY too much time with betty (maybe bc of the blue&gold ?) the reader is jealous but jug is just amused by it? like he does the whole “awwww! is someone jealous?” kind of teasing? lol idk if that made any sense but if you figure out a way to write it that would be amazing! thank youuu

A/N: I took my time with this one and changed it a bit! I hope you like it. Requests are welcome!

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Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

You had a bag from Pop’s that you managed to go get for you and your boyfriend. Jughead’s been staying in the Blue and Gold room during lunch lately and you haven’t really spent any time together this week so you wanted to treat him to some burgers.

Stopping to see the door closed, you peaked in the little window to see Jug and Betty standing close with their backs turned towards you.

You reach to open the door and call for Jug when Betty leans her head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around her. Your heart stops.

Jug never wraps his arm around you. Hell, He hates any PDA. Feeling a little upset, you turn and go find one of your other friends. Maybe Veronica would want some burgers.

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#DateMeBuckyBarnes (Part 13)

Summary: When Hollywood’s heartthrob Bucky Barnes breaks up with his girlfriend, you jokingly tag him in a selfie on Instagram to express your desire to date him. What you don’t expect is a response from the man himself [Modern AU].

Word Count: 993

‘#DateMeBuckyBarnes’ Masterlist

A/N: This story just took a life of its own…

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

“Just please tell me where we’re going,” you whined once more, growing anxious as you watched the city behind you fade into the distance. Since Bucky picked you up from your apartment building, he was adamant on keeping the destination of your road trip a surprise. Though you were relieved that this outing didn’t consist of any extravagant gestures so far, you still wanted to know where Bucky was taking you. “Just please tell me.”

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Size

A/N: So me being 5′2 I kinda have a size!kink and this gif does not help me at all so I kinda had an idea and here ya go! 

Dean x Reader

Warnings: flirting, swearing

Word Count: 750

You clutched the cool metal of Baby as you watched Dean walk towards you. It took all of your self-control to calmly and nonchalantly wait, even when all you wanted to do was jump into his arms and wrap yours legs around his waist – fuck. The jeans he wore today seemed to accent just how tall he really was, sending a delicious thrill down your spine that had you licking your lips. Dean didn’t know about the obsession you had with his tall broad frame, didn’t know that you constantly held back whimpers every time he strode confidently, and how the way his shoulders and arms engulfed you and made you so damn small, was probably the best feeling in the world. So of course, while you’re supposed to be keeping watch, all you could do was stare at your man and imagined all the ways you would climb the hell out of him.

“I guess I was just imagining it or something, there was nothing back there,” he stood beside you, unaware that your breath was caught in your throat and the way you tried so damn hard not to smile. “Wanna get going? We’re still a day out before we meet up with Sam,”

“No wait,” you called out, quickly latching a hand on to his wrist and tugged him towards you. With a raised brow, Dean watched warily as looked down at you. “Let’s just take a break, I’m getting a bit car sick and it’s really nice outside,” With a slight jut of your bottom lip, you knew it was only seconds before Dean would cave and agree with you, however, what you didn’t expect was for Dean to clutch your waist and hoist you up on the hood of Baby. A small groan escaped your lips, immediately grabbing the attention of Dean.

“Now what on earth was that, sweetheart?” With a lick of his perfect pink lips and a calloused hand brushing away the hair from your face, you were done for.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it,” You couldn’t stop the ever increasing blush, not with the way Dean was smirking at you. Cocky bastard.

“Nope, tell me. I want to know,” Nuzzling his way down to the underside of your jaw, he softly planted kisses on your skin, melting your resistance completely. Dean Winchester knew he had you in the palm of his hand. It took you a few moments before you could even think about forming a coherent sentence, your brain having turned to mush and the overwhelming presence of him not being of any help.

“It’s really stupid,” you breathlessly whined, sounding pitiful in terms of trying to put up a fight against his charm. Dean merely waited, knowing that he’d get it out of you soon enough. “I just… you’re so damn- god this is gonna sound ridiculous. I really really like how big and strong you are,” If you could have died of embarrassment, you would have gladly done so. You’re cheeks felt like they were on fire as you refused to meet Dean’s eyes. The silence from him was mortifying, chastising yourself for revealing such a liking in the first place.

“Explain.”

“God, Dean. You really just love seeing me suffer,” You groaned, “It’s pretty damn self-explanatory. You’re like a freaking giant, with legs that just… and watching you is like watching a freakin’ god walk before you. And don’t even get me started on your arms, or your hands, or your back – fuck. It’s just, you’re so damn big and I really enjoy it all too much, okay?”

“So… you have a size kink?” he grinned widely, feeling all too smug with himself.

“Yes, dammit! You happy? Can we just get on the road please?” You begged, trying to hop off the hood but Dean had you trapped with his legs placed on either side of you. His right hand slowly made its way up to the nape of your neck and gently threaded his fingers in your hair, tugging slightly to force you to look up at him.  

“Hey, you don’t need to get embarrassed. It’s really nice knowing my girl still has the hots for me after all these years,”

“I’m glad I could help your ego, babe,”

“Now let me tell you the hundreds of things that drive me wild about you, sweetheart,” he drawled, briefly planting a fierce kiss against your lips that you swore placed you on cloud nine.

Dog Days Are Over

Summary: You were already having a bad day, and then in walks Mr. Perfect and his best friend’s puppy. Oh, and he needs you to hurry because he’s got a blind date tonight, and he’s really nervous.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,993

Author’s Note: Do you know how long this has been in my drafts? Anyways, here’s more fluff. Sorry I’ve been the Ebeneezer Scrooge of fluff, but I can’t help it that I’m a cynical, angsty bitch who likes to make people suffer.

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

There were certain rules to being a veterinary technician.

Number one, waterproof mascara and eyeliner always! When the customer cries, you cry. Number two, carry a lint roller on you at all times; it’s best to get the pocket-sized one, because Mr. Twinkles sheds a lot! Number three, iron your scrubs! And it’s probably best to keep an extra pair in your car, because Mrs. Comier’s Jack Russell likes to pee on people.

Even though you knew these rules by heart, and you followed them every single day of your work-life, today was an exception. It was just one of those days that absolutely nothing- no matter how hard you tried- was going right. You were covered in fluffy cat hairs, Mrs. Comier’s Jack Russell peed on your leg twice, and you had run out of waterproof mascara; so when Mr. Langley brought in his thirteen year old Labrador to put her down, he cried, and so you cried, and in the end you looked like the raccoon that liked to sneak into the office dumpsters at closing.

Today just wasn’t your day.

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