shitty trying to be cool

  • me, meeting chris jackson, pulling a legal pad out of nowhere to take notes as he signs a picture of his face from 2008: so what was it like to kiss mandy eight times a week?
Beth’s 2016 Fic Round-Up

It’s bee quite the year hasn’t it!! I started this blog in May, and posted my first fic within a week, and I cannot even begin to express how great the past 8 months have been with this fandom! It’s been so great getting to know all of you, and sharing in the excitement over updates and Ngozi’s amazing characters has been so much fun. 

I started this post yesterday, and then accidentally posted it, so I had to delete (wahh), but I’m going to put all the fics I’ve written this year, in chronological order, under the cut! (doesn’t include all the hc posts and very small fics, but all my stuff can be found here)

[Fics: 39, Words: 116,656 … yikes lol. Mostly NurseyDex with a sprinkling of zimbits, shitty/lardo, holsom, and poly!frogs]

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anonymous asked:

"Is that my shirt?" For Lardo and Shitty (bonus: Shitty wearing Lardo's shirt).

also dedicated to the wonderful @sleepy-skittles because it’s her birthday today!! I’, struggling with TW fic lately but here’s some shitty/lardo!!

It sucks, trying to pretend like everything’s cool and nothing matters. Lardo isn’t sure how she came unto this reputation, but it’s certainly a lot of work maintaining it. Because she does care, deeply, she’s an artist after all. She hadn’t been able to hide it when Shitty announced at her art show that he’d gotten into Harvard. Suddenly shit got real, and it hit her like a ton of bricks that her best friend in the entire world is leaving. There will be no more getting high out on the reading room, no more late night talks and early morning breakfasts and falling asleep on his shoulder on roadies. Shitty is moving on, and Lardo is going to be stuck here, struggling to regain her footing. 

She avoids him for two days after the show. In short, it sucks, but she can’t go talk to him when just thinking about graduation makes her tear up. But by the end of day two her heart feels heavy and she’s gotten way too many concerned text messages and phone calls to let it go on any longer. 

The Haus smells like apple pie, and just one look at Bitty tells her that she’s not the only one struggling with the upcoming departure of the team’s senior members. 

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I’m just really, really sick of boring, shitty, amoral psychopath protagonists that the narratives try to sell me as being cool guys. Like Aiden Pierce. And basically every Asscreed protag.

We’ve reached such a point of shitty protagonists in video games that Nathan Drake, who is so bog-standard he may as well be renamed VIDEO GAME MAN starring in ADVENTURE VIDEO GAME is preferable just because you’re not playing as a total scumbag.