Reasons Why Marrying William Sloan Is the Best Decision of Your Life  (Rules of Engagement, Book 1 Chapter 2)
The first time you meet William Sloan is when he rescues you from a creeper in the first (and very last!) singles cocktail mixer that you have ever attended. You don’t know it at the time, but he’s filthy rich, so he opts to buy out the entire goddamn bar for the afternoon “to defuse the situation”, as he later tells you. You’re in disbelief at first, and frankly not at all impressed. Seriously, who does that? Surely he could have come up with something less extravagant?
It isn’t until later, as the two of you are laughing over glasses of fine cabernet, with the bar all to yourselves and a soft music playing in the background, that you find out he’s an investor. A very good one, too, you think, as it dawns on you that while buying out the bar may have seemed too much, it was also a clever, calculated investment. Getting you to spend some time alone with him is probably one of the fastest profits he has ever made.
“What do you say, Alyanna?“ William asks, his smile distracting you from a small voice in your head that reminds you you’ve only just met. “Join me for a night out in Venice?”.
You consider him for a moment, a little anxious but more than a little intrigued.
I adore William Sloan more than I can possibly say. There is something sexy and admirable about a man who is dedicated to his work and will still make time to be there for you. I wanted to write a list of reasons why I want my MC Alyanna to marry him (best life decision ever!), but I ended up with a story-like narration of their first meeting instead. Is it supposed to be a fic?? I have no idea lol.
In any case, I think this is a good opportunity to underscore how clever their first meeting is and how it emphasizes the fact that he’s a businessman who takes calculated risks and invests on something (buying out the bar) that’s supposed to yield profits (having MC to himself for the rest of the afternoon). Not sure if it was intended to come across that way, but it definitely made me smile when I realized it!
Denny’s is your local, friendly diner open 24 hours a day every day of the year. A place to relax and enjoy a breakfast at any hour, a fulfilling lunch or delicious dinner. All are welcome at Denny’s, and it’s your safest location, provided you follow this very simple guide for the nightly hours.
Never close your eyes in a Denny’s parking lot.
Walk calmly to the door; you will hear sounds. Do not look behind you.
Always make sure the door closes behind you, unless it was already open when you arrived, in which case do not touch the door.
Never sit at the table farthest from the front door. Your server will sometimes try to seat you there. Politely refuse and ask for another table.
If you see a table with two salt-shakers, walk past it; that table is taken. Sit at the table directly across from it instead.
Eat your pancakes. Box any leftovers; it would be a shame to waste food. It might attract something.
Do not, under any circumstance, look into the eyes of your own reflection in the bathroom.
If your server’s eyes turn black, do not panic; order a coffee with extra cream. Do not ask for a refill. Do not stare.
Think you recognize someone who just walked in? Best to ignore it. It’s probably not what it seems. They will proceed to sit at the table farthest from the door.
If you are walking past a Denny’s and you see yourself sitting in the corner booth through the window, keep walking. Do not eat at Denny’s that night.
Did you tip? You better double check. It’s only polite to leave a tip.
Do not ask questions. They will Notice.
Your local Denny’s is the perfect place for a delicious meal at all hours of the day. Hope you enjoy your next visit to any Denny’s Diner!
idk man the thing that sucks about not being really pretty is that no matter what you tell yourself and what your friends might say, you sort of always know that you’re just not. and i’m not talking about being stubborn and fishing for compliments, it’s just knowing that you’re not conventionally attractive, that people on the street won’t double-take when you pass by them, that people won’t be flustered trying to talk to you. and i know looks aren’t everything but damn it sure feels like it when you aren’t absolutely gorgeous
Is funny how history repeats itself, we are in the exact same position we were during Generation 5.
We were expecting a new game (Since CoroCoro hinted some big news for their next issue, this time is a Pokémon Direct) and the fandom was divided. Some wanted the Hoenn remakes because we got a lot of reference to Hoenn in Black and White plus some Hoenn focus merchandise (This is when #Hoennconfirmed was born kids). Others wanted a third version that was rumor and even trademark back then “Pokémon Gray”, Just like Pokémon Stars today.
Not to mention that some wanted the new games to be in the newest console that was the Nintendo 3ds and not in the Nintendo DS. Which is also a topic of discussion in the fandom with some want the new games to be on the Nintendo 3DS while others want them in the Nintendo Switch.
When you say a fandom is dead, it’s a bit of a blow to people who are still producing and enjoying work for that fandom. You’re basically saying what they’re doing doesn’t matter, doesn’t count, which might discourage them from continuing to participate.
If one person is creating content, the fandom isn’t dead.
If one person is consuming content, the fandom isn’t dead.
If two friends are chatting on skype about their OTPs, that’s fandom.
If someone doodles drawings of their favorite characters on a napkin, that’s fandom.
Just because someone is producing content for one fandom doesn’t mean they have to leave another.
Not every fandom can be the big, new, shiny and popular thing.
Not every fandom *should* be the big, new, shiny, and popular thing.
It’s okay to have small, tight-knit fandoms. They can be just as fulfilling and entertaining as the big ones.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
you can love villains and anti-heroes and antagonists without justifying their behaviour, You don’t have to make up excuses for the horrible shit they do. It’s totally fine to love these characters as they are, to accept the ugly parts of them- that doesn’t mean that you agree with the choices they make, it just means that you happen to love complex and three dimensional individuals.
a rightfully concerned individual:
omg are you okay?
my emotionally stunted air-moon ass:
lol, whatever, it's No Big Deal, shit like this happens to people all the time... The Worst Thing I can do is blow it out of proportion,, god forbid I experience Emotions, much less Talk about them lmfao... what am I, five?? don't think so haha nice try but ur barking up the wrong tree here
I love the fact that Merlin was allowed to cry. He didn’t just get the typical single little man tear rolling slowly off a melancholy face. This character was SO good because he cried and wept and sobbed. He was ugly when he cried. His face was all scrunched up in sorrow when he cried. This character was REAL when he cried. We need more boys that cry.