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Dan and Phil’s Liveshow // 4.27.17

First liveshow in the new house

Dan is wearing the pink Sydney shirt

Phil is wearing a new grey/blue/green? hoodie 

Random box of shit that they went through

Many box paper cuts

Moving video recap

The London Apartment was like the F.R.I.E.N.D.S apartment

They’re still going to be making videos and they brought their stuff no need to fret

The new house is a duplex

They’re still renting RIP to the dog dreams for now

They’re drowning in cardboard boxes

There’s a semi transparent glass door in the lounge

Easter baking (Phil still doesn’t know what they’re called)

“Whisk it harder” -Phil

Phil’s bedroom is going to be pretty much the same don’t get too hyped about new interior design

Dan’s bedroom will be almost completely different (apparently it looks like the moon?)

Dan got rid of the bedspread but Phil kept his (he secretly has 2 the entire time)

They are yet to meet the neighbor

“’When will you get a dog?’ I guess when the house is bought and there’s no landlord.”

The gaming background will look weirdly similar 

“Gaming lighting will be dank”

Dan’s filming area is through the door thing through the longue 

Dan didn’t want to play i spy on the flight back from Singapore what a bitch

They watched Fantastic Beasts (3/5 stars), Lion (ugly crying), Hacksaw Ridge (Dan cried the entire second half of the movie) on the flight 

They went to a night zoo in Singapore which was really cool

Phil was convinced an elephant was trying to come after him

Dan wanted to see absolutely everything 

They haven’t listened to the new Fall Out Boy song yet

They’re enjoying the new place a lot just getting adjusted 

Phil will still film in his bedroom (apparently the landlord thought he was going to film a porno)

They have a Lounge and a chill lounge (currently they’re in the chill lounge which is where they’ll film)

Dan got a white piano

Phil is constantly taking creepshots

Maybe they’ll get a fish

The Art Science Museum in Singapore was lit 

Phil the Photographer

Phil’s hood has gone up #news

Dan did a lot of crying on that trip

Basically Singapore was just really cool

Dan stuck his foot through the leg of the ripped jeans

“What is it with Australia inspiring me to paint my nails” 

#cocktus 

Phil may attempt to curl his hair for a video at some point

Phil will be away in Florida after Playlist with his family on holiday so he’ll tweet about when he’ll do the next liveshow

The 1D poster is gone #rip

The last gaming video was a good send off

This year is very much about them and their lives

Dan got a bonsai for is desk

Dan has one more dinof video filmed in the old house 

This one isn’t a forever home

“You sneaky weasels” 

“It suits him. Embrace the natural curls.” Phil on Dan’s curls

The new place doesn’t really have a name but Thor is a possibility

Phil probably wouldn’t paint his nails because he doesn’t like having stuff on his (like tattoos or pen marks) just as a personal preference 

DINOF video most likely on Monday and Dan liveshow on Tuesday

“We hope that we’re been two virtual buddies to you”

“Goodbyeeeeeee”

Breaking down Japanese phrases!

今 (ima) : now
時 (ji) is time, therefore 何時 (nanji) means what time
か (ka) : particle that marks question

The literal meaning is very close to it’s English translation: “now, what time?” 

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何: NANI or NAN ?

Written as a kanji 何, sometimes it’s read as NANI, sometimes as NAN. There are rules as to which one to use in a sentence and it’s written below. But I would recommend you not to think about it too much. It is something you will grasp naturally as the time goes by by seeing a lot of sentence sample.

なに

1. Used by itself. なに?means “What?”
2. If followed by noun. Such as Nani-IRO: What Color

なん

1. If followed by particle with consonant N, D, T (such as particle の/で/と) or followed by -だ/です。In all case other than these, we use NANI. Example: Nan-de / Nan-desu ka & Nani ga / Nani mo
2. When paired with counter
何人 (なんにん) : How many people
何時 (なんじ) : How many times
何回 (なんかい) : What time

Happy learning °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°   

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Taken for Granted (pt 3)

As Namjoon closed the door behind him, he stood by the entrance, snickering to himself. “Her? Liking me? Wahh” he said silently to himself. He wasn’t sure what it was he was feeling now, but he couldn’t stop smiling. “As if I’d like her?” he said again to himself.

“Hyung what are you doing by yourself there?” Jungkook asked curiously.

“Huh? Oh nothing” Namjoon said, flustered.


(One week later)

“Hey guys, Y/N isn’t coming today! Looks like it’s just us tonight” Jin said, filling his voice through the dorm.

“Awh, whyyy” Taehyung asked, coming out of the living room.

“She said she’s sick” Jin said with a frown.

“Let’s go there then! We can bring her food” Taehyung said, excitedly.

“Yah, if she’s sick she should just rest. She can’t be taking care of you guys too” Jin scolded.

Taehyung walked back to the living room with his head held down. He was looking forward to watching the movie you two had discussed a few weeks ago, but it looks like it would have to wait another week. 

Namjoon meanwhile, listened to everything silently from the dining table. “That’s weird, she never falls sick…” he said to himself. 

“What’s that? Couldn’t hear you” Hoseok said, sitting across from him,

“oh, no it’s nothing” Namjoon said.

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Just Me, Coffee, & My Big Mouth

Originally posted by subcas

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Characters- Sam x Reader, Mary
Summary- You can’t leave it alone, so you have to say your piece. All you can do is hope she’ll listen, and that Sam won’t be too upset.
Word Count- 1,620
Warnings- mild cursing? Also kind of calling Mary out a little on her bs about “needing space”.
A/N- This is for Hazel & Dreamer’s 1k/2k ‘Sammy Says’ Writing Challenge! My prompt was “I mean, what if there’s something…not natural?” I’m sorry it’s a little late, ladies but I hope you enjoy!


You know you shouldn’t be here, and yet you are. If Sam knew, you were sure he’d tell you to leave it be. He’d tell you that it ‘doesn’t matter’. Like hell it matters, you think. You knew it mattered to him. To Dean, too. They were your broken little family and if you could do anything to fix it, you would.

That’s why you were in Oregon. Tracking the phone hadn’t been that hard- the tricky part was setting up the meeting in the old diner to look like coincidence. You angled yourself just right, right at the bar where you knew she’d sit and waited. It wasn’t long until she showed, blonde hair curled nicely and clothes not too unlike what you were wearing. You watched her out of the corner of your eye, her eyes tripping over your own figure before she beelined toward you. You act nonchalant, pushing yourself to act natural.

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B T S • S E V E N • D E A D L Y • S I N S

S E O K J I N • G U L A • G L U T T O N Y

3 • 7

a ranking of which fall out boy songs are best to fight to

my songs know what you did in the dark 10/10: DARK DARK

20 dollar nosebleed 10/10: brendon urie will be there thats p cool

thnks fr th mmrs 10/10: a classic, fight with your friends and harmonize

the take over, the breaks over 10/10: no way your opponent will forget about you

G.I.N.A.S.F.S 10/10: fight homophobes with your love for mikey way 

rat a tat 9/10: its courtney b i t c h 

twin skeletons 10/10: are you fucking kidding me ? that bridge? that bassline? lose your m i n d

west coaster somker 10/10: oH H E L L Y E S

young and menace 9/10: pro-you can’t not go fucking wild when the beat drops and your opponent will not survive, con-youre fighting other fob fans

dance, dance 6/10: youre a heart down you will not be able to fight

the kids aren’t alright 5/10: you can fight but its just you and your anxiety and youre losing

jet pack blues 4.5/10: the beat is good fighting material but the lyrics like…….pls come home

i dont care 1/10: youd assume this would be higher but like you wouldnt care about fighting so 

golden 0/10: cant fight when youre crying

anonymous asked:

I have a hard time pinpointing exactly when retail killed my soul but if I had to pick a night it would be the one where a customer coughed into the hand holding the cash the were about to pay with. And handed it to me. As if nothing happened. D-i-s-g-u-s-t-i-n-g

I just tell them to put it on the register and douse it with my spray bottle full of rubbing alcohol.

-Rodney

(At tutor so no icons)

OOOHHHHHH MY GOD

GUYS DID YOU SEE THE SPOILER I JUST–

HOLY CHRIST ALMIGHTY I–

***ONS SPOILERS BELOW THIS***






OH MY GOD GUYS I CAN’T FREAKING BELIEVE THAT THE FIRST PROGENITOR IS FRIGGIN SHIKAMA DOJI??? I DON’T KNOW IF IT’S CLEAR TRANSLATION OR WHATEVER BUT I SAW THE JAPANESE SPOILERS AND G O D D A M N 

SHIKAMA DOJI APPEARED WITH WINGS ON THEIR BACK AND CALLED THEMSELVES THE FIRST PROGENITOR??? I SAID THEY BC EVEN IF ASHERA AND THE OTHERS CALLS THE FIRST “FATHER”, SHINOA DESCRIBES SHIKAMA AS NEITHER GIRL OR MAN SO GJKLSRHEKLJREHGKLE???

BUT I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT, ACCORDING TO THE JAPANESE RAWS, SHIKAMA DOJI, THE DEMON IN SHINOA’S WEAPON, IS THE FIRST PROGENITOR OF THE VAMPIRE???

I FLIPPED OUT IN CLASS AND I’VE BEEN WAITING TO HAVE ACCESS TO TUMBLR TO SCREAM AND POST ABOUT THIS BC MY FB IS ALREADY DESTROYED BY ME SCREAMING AND SCARING FANDOM MEMBERS SEND HELP WHAT IS THIS MADNESS???

B T S • S E V E N • D E A D L Y • S I N S

J I M I N • I N V I D I A • E N V Y

4 • 7

I’m not asking for anything big, you don’t have to make promises just to keep me, or buy expensive gifts to amuse me as your girlfriend. Let’s just be happy and be thankful for what we have at the moment. Feelings may change like the wind but the memories will stay with us forever, so let’s choose to fill this relationship with good and meaningful memories. Let’s not waste any chances and have apologies down the road. Hereafter I wan’t you to reminisce us with a contented heart - that’s what I want for us.
—  (d.r.n)
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this is for the @hprarepairnet and @slytherdornet on the job challenge: astoria greengrass & harry potter

T H E  M I N I S T R Y  O F  M A G I C  P R O U D L Y  P R E S E N T S
Tenth Annual Ministry Ball to benefit the Fallen Heroes Foundation.

[in which astoria is the event planner behind the ministry ball in honor of war hero and auror potter]

House of Cards - Park Jimin

Originally posted by nycbtslover

house of cards, richmafia!au, jiminxreader

CHAPTER THREE

With the arrival at the five-star hotel, a dilemma surfaced between the newly-weds.

The luxurious room only held a bed, as anyone would naturally expect, yet it hadn’t really dawned him until Y/N dragged her sore legs to meet the soft fabric of the burgundy duvet. Jimin, who had been trailing behind, suddenly cursed under his breath. It shouldn’t have been much of a surprise that they were bound to sleep together. But it was.

He sat on the edge of the bed cautiously. “Since my father did pay for our honeymoon, I’d say I should sleep on the bed.”

“I may not have brought guns under my dress this time, but 6-inch Christian Louboutin heels seem just as harmful.” She hissed, sitting up and unclasping the black shoes she had used as a threat.

He was not one to cower under anyone’s intimidation attempts, truly, but Y/N’s sharp gaze was just enough to make him feel like a sissy. There was something about her at that moment that seemed dangerous, unusual. Was she on her period?

“Alright, I’ll sleep on the floor then.” He gave in under her pressuring stare, but that didn’t seem to be the reply she wished for.

She smiled, but it wasn’t sweet. “Am I that repulsing? Surely, I’m not as voluptuous as the receptionist you were gawking at, but it’s not like I didn’t have workers drooling over me.”

Ah-the receptionist. I’m still contemplating whether I should sleep with her or not. Maybe you should find yourself one of those cheap guys and have some fun as well.” He replied, a cynical smile adorning his thick lips. She stood up and carefully placed her heels by her suitcase.

“Is it really okay to cheat on each other before our first night? You wouldn’t want me, the virgin wife of your dreams, to be touched by someone that is not you, right?” She said, her eyes cold as she brought back words from their past, words that had him freezing in his place as she added in a taunting manner. “Oh, but you really have no way of knowing if I’m a virgin. In fact, you wouldn’t expect me to be a saint for two years, would you, Mr. Park?”

His eyes darkened and he aggressively stood up, removing his suit jacket and throwing it on the ground. Before walking into the en-suite bathroom, he turned back to her, voice thick and low. “I don’t care who you fucked while we weren’t together, but I do take back what I said. As my wife, you’re not allowed to touch any other man.”

As he disappeared out of her line of sight, she let out a deep breath and sat back on the bed, feeling nauseous. There wasn’t even a figment of love left in his stare, and she knew that the more she talked the more they’d grow apart. She was a jealous woman by nature, and maybe that was why their breakup had been harder on her than it was on him. She was the one that had to see her face in dinner parties and be reminded that the love of her life would build a family with her.

Y/N felt her chest tighten as she heard the shower run. It could have all gone differently, she could have been there with him, they could be sharing a sweet honeymoon. Yet, she couldn’t simply overlook their past and act as a model wife. Eventually, though, her mother-in-law would surely try to coach her into being the delicate heir-bearer she was supposed to be.

A thought that made her shiver.

The details of her life on the mock apartment inside the Park mansion was one thing she could only figure out with experience, a week from that day when they traveled back. Hearing the water abruptly stop made her jolt upright. Y/N looked at the door for a second, biting her lip. He would be going out in only a towel.

She wasn’t exactly comfortable around him anymore, his presence made her heart race and any touch on her skin made her burn with a mixture of anger and need. Needless to say, the sight of Jimin freshly out of the shower made her cheeks flush.

His messy black hair was still damp from the shower, a couple of water drops trailing down his toned chest only to merge against the hem of the white towel hanging on his hips. She looked away and quickly moved to grab some underwear and clothes to change into, rushing inside the bathroom without sparing another look at his forbidden body.

Countless questions haunted her mind as she applied shampoo into her long hair. How was she supposed to sleep next to him every day? How would she stop herself from being jealous and bitter? How would they break the ice and form a proper family together?

Maybe, she should apologize - that was her first answer. Apologize for being dramatic over a receptionist and speaking so harshly. One of them had to act as the bigger person, and if anything, she’d rather it be her.

Hence, when she walked into the room Y/N had her speech ready, but Jimin was nowhere to be seen.

“Maybe he did, after all, meet the damn receptionist.” She murmured harshly and laid down under the silk sheets. “He can just sleep there, I’ll at least have the bed for myself.”

*

The next morning, Y/N woke up to the delicious smell of red fruits and pancakes. She opened her eyelids slowly, trying to adapt to the brightness of the hotel room, whose curtains had been opened. Sunlight pierced the bed, making the scenery look slightly dream-ish.

She sat up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her palms. Once again, she was alone, just as she had fallen asleep. Still, the empty plates and little sticky note glued to a glass of juice proved her that he had, in fact, been in the room before.

Moving next to her breakfast tray, she took the note and read it aloud, a fraction of her disappointment dissipating.

I went to get some tickets for the live orchestra your brother said was good. I’ll be back soon.

She had only finished tucking her white shirt within her skirt when Jimin walked inside the room, not giving her even a knock as a warning.

“I was getting dressed, you could’ve warned you would be coming in. It’s not as if you were in this room long enough to call it yours, anyways.” She said, now moving up to the mirror with her favorite lipstick in hand. Y/N didn’t want to be harsh, but she couldn’t help searching for an argument.

He placed two pieces of paper on the bedside table before positioning himself directly behind her. She tried to focus on her own lips. “I hope you don’t think I cheated on you.”

Jimin was calm - too calm, almost menacingly. She blinked in shock, were her thoughts that obvious? At her lack of reply, he continued. “I may have been a horrible person to you, but I’m not one to be unfaithful. I came back early, you were asleep.”

“You must have a short memory if you don’t recall what you said last night.”

He sighed. “About the receptionist? You really think I was being serious? I see you haven’t lost your jealous habits, have you?”

“No,” she turned around abruptly, now facing him, “don’t you dare pin that as a misunderstanding or banter when you clearly stated you were considering sleeping with her. Ah- and you told me to find some guys myself.”

“Do you want me to go do that then?” He asked, but as she looked up, his stare seemed to hold a much deeper meaning than what he was conveying with his words. Taking a couple of steps forward, she was completely backed up against the dressing table.

“Y/N, do you want me to go to other women? Are you okay with that?” He repeated, and she felt her heart sank. This had happened before, they had been in a similar situation - and she was sure she had been the one asking the question.

“No.”

“Why, Y/N?”

“Because I shouldn’t have to see it happen twice.”

anonymous asked:

Byakuya, Toko, Nagito, Chiaki, Rantaro and Miu comforting their S/O who has an abusive mother? (Does this make sense?)

Yes it does make sense no worries anon

Trigger warnings: Mentions of physical and emotional abuse

Request: Byakuya, Toko, Nagito, Chiaki, Rantaro and Miu & S/O with abusive mother

Byakuya Togami

  • He’d notice you’d started to not wear strappy tops
  • And had a tendency to have a shall across your shoulders
  • He wasn’t sure how to approach the subject
  • So he sat down with you one day
  • “Y/N… Could you take your shall off?”
  • The panic in your eyes pretty much confirmed it to him
  • He exhaled and looked you full in the eye
  • He just squeezed your hand
  • “Would you let me look?”
  • He wasn’t going to force you to talk about it
  • So instead he aimed to treat the injuries
  • Only with your consent did he help you move the material from your shoulders
  • When he saw the extent of the bruises he slowly closed his eyes
  • It shattered his heart for someone to be treating you like this
  • “Please, Y/N, stay with me for a little while,”
  • “She threatened that if I wasn’t back before sundown it’d be worse…”
  • “You can’t go back there Y/N-”
  • I have no choice! She… She’s just trying to protect me…”
  • “By hurting you?!”
  • You break down there and then and tell him what she’s like
  • “Then let her come here. I’m not letting you go back to that Y/N, I can’t let her hurt you anymore…”
  • He’s tentative to do so, but eventually pulls you close to him and pressed his lips to the top of your head

Toko Fukawa

  • Over time she had observed small changes in your personality and mannerisms
  • You were continually making sure you weren’t doing anything wrong
  • And asking for reassurance
  • If she acted the smallest bit annoyed you were begging for forgiveness and for her to tell you a way to put things right
  • That was when she asked you
  • “I…Is someone abusing you Y/N… Y-Your father…?”
  • You just fell quiet
  • And slowly shook your head
  • “You don’t have to defend him…”
  • “Her,” You corrected
  • In that instant Toko pulled you into a hug
  • And just held you as you started to explain what was going on but began to cry
  • She nearly started crying with you
  • Her own experiences came flooding back to her
  • She wasn’t going to leave you alone after what she had been through by herself
  • “W-We’ll be strong together… Okay? You aren’t in this alone… Y-You will move out of there once you can, won’t you?”
  • You nodded but continued to cry into her shoulder
  • “I’ll be by your side every step of the way…”

Nagito Komaeda

  • He recognises the traits immediately
  • Self depreciating jokes
  • Self esteem crawling into the floor
  • No self value
  • He knows he shares some traits but seeing you like this hurts him too much
  • Because he knows you are a talented and wonderful person
  • So the next time you say something about yourself that’s negative he asks you about it
  • “Who makes you feel that way Y/N? Because to me there is no better person alive than you…”
  • You’re just silent for a while looking at the floor
  • So he takes your hands in his and places a kiss on each
  • “No one on this earth has the right to make you feel like this Y/N-chan,”
  • You tell him the things your mother says to you, the way she manipulates you and always finds a way to blame everything on you
  • He sits and listens with you the whole time, holding your hands and pulling you to him in the end
  • “If she loved you truly she would feel the warmth of your smile and the contagious happiness you give off to those around you Y/N… She may be in her own bad place, but no person should make another lose their spark…”
  • He tries to speak to your mother about her actions but to no avail
  • So eventually helps you move out, though the process itself is long and arduous

Chiaki Nanami

  • Your confidence had started to disappear
  • And she was noticing it
  • You were wary of people trying to touch you
  • Either in a hug or to put an arm around you
  • She didn’t quite know how to raise her concern with you though
  • She one day she just stood before you
  • “Can I have a hug?”
  • You froze at the idea
  • Exhaling, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around you
  • And she felt you flinch beneath her
  • “Tell me what’s going on Y/N… Please…”
  • You hug her back more tightly now and sob into her hoodie
  • Between sobs you explain what’s been going on
  • And how you can’t meet up with her so much anymore
  • She doesn’t let go of you
  • Promises to get you out of there as soon as she can
  • Begs you to see someone about this to get you out of there
  • She will go with you for support

Rantaro Amami

  • He started to notice you wearing more makeup
  • At first he didn’t want to bring it up because he didn’t feel it was his place in case he upset you
  • But one evening he saw you in the bathroom wiping some of the makeup off to reapply it
  • And he saw the increased swelling around your eye
  • And the dark bruise across your cheek
  • He feels like someone just put a vice around his throat
  • “Y/N…”
  • You nearly jump out of your skin, covering your face instinctively
  • “…Sit with me? Please?”
  • He can see you chew the inside of your cheek as you sit on the bed
  • He crouches on the floor beneath you, looking up into your eyes, his own full of concern
  • “Was it a parent who did this to you?”
  • You stare through him for a long while, not able to bring yourself to admit it
  • His head drops, and he’s gritting his teeth
  • “Where else have they hurt you?”
  • You slowly managed to lift your shirt up to reveal large bruises on the ribs beneath
  • “Please, Y/N, please, come with me you need that treated, there could be fractures,”
  • You just nod, exhausted by it now, wanting to be free

Miu Iruma

  • She was less observant
  • But one day she noticed you making remarks about yourself
  • Putting yourself down
  • And trying to cover a small cut on your cheek with makeup
  • “Is everything okay Y/N?”
  • You jumped and flinched away from her instinctively
  • And that broke her heart
  • “Hey… Y/N… I … What’s going on?”
  • You apologise again and again
  • It’s not her fault
  • And she’s trying to catch up with you
  • “What’s making you feel this way Y/N?”
  • And it all comes out then
  • You’re crying and apologising more and clinging to her
  • She’s heartbroken to see you this way
  • Your mother was supposed to protect you
  • She wants to face your mother but doesn’t have the confidence
  • So sets to work in her own ways to check on you with little devices
  • And once she has proof of the abuse she takes it to a professional
  • Because she can’t keep watching you get hurt again and again

satanicodelirium  asked:

dearest gemma,first your fics light up my dull life and make my anxiety ease n writing flow,I'd hug u tight seriously Second,would u do the ask thing for Max/Anne/Jack in orange verse?How they raised the kid,idk. And damn I love orange verse with all my broken heart

Thank you so much!!!! i’m so glad i ease the anxiety <33333

Let’s see…….. Jack/Anne/Max + Baby Annie:

–They had originally thought about going North but Jack can’t take the col,d so instead they move to French Louisiana, even though Jack’s just like “great a swamp,” but at least here he can feel his balls.

– Max tries to teach them how to speak French and Jack is very proud of how fast he picks it up, but his accent is so terrible most people don’t understand him. Max has to quietly spread the rumor that he suffers from a head injury which is why his speech is so garbled. Anne refuses to learn and so she never speaks in public, not that she’d want to anyway.

– They have a ranch and raise sheep, which Max has able to turn into a profitable wool business. Jack is surprisingly adept at wrangling and herding sheep, because it’s not that much different than serving as Quartermaster for Vane’s crew. Max and Anne think he just likes wielding the big stick.

– Anne insists she will be responsible for Annie’s education, and the other two are slightly wary of that at first, until they see Annie already able to read by three years old, write by four, and is supremely gifted in music, something of which even Jack didn’t know Anne could do. Although Annie seems to prefer painting, and playing with the sheep.  She and Anne also go into the woods surrounding their ranch, and Anne teaches her how to hunt and fish (and, secretly, fight. Just in case). 

– Max teaches her French. Jack teaches her how to shave a sheep.

– A lot of the people in town don’t really….understand the relationship….at all. Do they own Max? Is she a caretaker for them, a mute and a brain damaged sheepherder? Whose daughter is Annie? But the parish is small, and everyone keeps to themselves, and as long as they keep providing quality wool and don’t cause any trouble, no one looks into it very hard.

 – Their sex life is….also complicated, because the ranch is small, and Annie is right there, and sure. One day they’ll have to explain it to her, how exactly they all love each other, but they are the ones raising her, after all. She won’t ever learn that kind of prejudice. Annie will never grow up thinking that it’s wrong to love someone any way they want. She will know that love comes in every and all forms, and she will know that everyone deserves to be free. That women have the right to have a place in this world, that she can achieve anything she wants to, as long as she is smart and strong and loves and is loved.