someone was disappointed

*banging fists on the table* give morrigan–third in command, cousin to the high lord of the night court, a queen in her own right, unspoken ruler of velaris, slayer of men, protector (and lover) of women, the morrigan–the happiness she deserves

If you set a boundary and someone else is disappointed or angry or upset, that reaction does not mean you’re not allowed to set boundaries or that it was wrong of you to do that.

If you ask someone for something and they say no, that does not mean you shouldn’t ask for things or that it was wrong of you to ask. Saying no to something, even if you really want it, is not (by itself) an attack on you, either.

There will be times in every good relationship where one person says no to what the other person wants. And there will be times when that answer feels bad to the other person.

That can be uncomfortable, but it’s healthy and good to be able to say no to each other. It’s healthy and good to ask each other for things and give the other person the chance to say yes or no. It’s healthy and good for each of you to be able to hear “no” and accept it even when it’s disappointing.

It’s healthy and good to own your emotional reaction and make sure you both agree that being upset is a normal and manageable feeling, not a crisis that requires someone to give up their boundaries.

Junkertown map lines
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Announcer lines for Junkertown:

Impressive.
Welcome to Junkertown.
You know better than to show your face around here, Mako.
Defeat.
Victory.
Play of the game.
Welcome to the scrapyard.
A new challenger enters.
Today we find a new champion.
Draw.
You’re either braver or dumber than you look to come back here, Junkrat.
Time for the big finish.
Not bad, looking for a job?
I could always use another engineer. Don’t ask what happened to the last one.
Mind the merchandise!
You’re going the wrong way.
Looks like you’re bogged down.
Better get moving, I’m expecting my tribute.
Only place for omnics in Junkertown is on the scrapheap. Consider yourself warned.
Disappointing!
Someone call the ambo.
I expected more.
I am not entertained.
Clocks ticking.
Time is running out for the attackers.
Time is running out for the defenders.
Good riddance.
Your new champions!

Title: Bumps and Bruises
Character: Steve Harrington
A/n: I love this fluffy haired man and i think he deserves a lot more than the fandom gives him credit for. (yes he was an ass at first but he had fantastic development) so enjoy some fluff for the fluff boi.

You were sitting up in your bedroom, surrounded by an open box and a couple things of wires tangled nearby while you held an open instruction booklet in your hands. Your dad had surprised you with a new record player since he accidentally broke the other one when he insisted he didn’t need a handyman to fix the crack in your ceiling.

Let’s just say it didn’t end well for him or the old player.

Trouble was, you were on your own for the day and you had no idea how to set it up.

You were just about to plug in the red wire when you heard the doorbell go off.

“Mom probably forgot her wallet again.” You mumbled as you pushed yourself off the ground before heading down the stairs.

You opened your door instead to see Steve Harrington standing there with a large Coke can pressed against his one eye. His hair was all over the place and you could see the cuts on his lip and nose.

“You look awful.” You said, helping inside.

“Well you look wonderful,” He said with a smile before he grimaced in pain. “Thought I’d stop by and say hello.”

You watched him collapse onto your living room sofa. “Here, let me see it.” You told him, moving to stand in front of him.

You went to take the can but Steve moved away. “Steve Harrington, let me see.”

“No, you’re just gonna make it worse, or freak out and yell at me. He complained, shuffling around the couch as you tried to keep him still.

“Make it worse? Don’t be such a baby and give me the can.”

Steve pulled the can down and gave you a deadpanned expression. “Happy?”

Your eyes went wide at the side of the huge cut on his cheek, he had blood all over his face and some messy brusies on his hands.

You gently took the can from him and set it aside. “I’m no medical professional, but I don’t think a lukewarm Coke can is gonna solve your problem.”

You gave him a light tap on the shoulder and gestured for him to stand up. “Come on, I have a first aid kit in the bathroom upstairs,” You told him as you helped him stand. “Besides my mom just to the carpet washed so if you get blood on she’ll kill me so.”

•~•

“Here, we have to clean you off first,” You told him, turning the bathroom lights on while you had him sit on the edge of the bathtub. “It’ll get infected if you let it go.”

Steve just hummed, only lightly flinched when the rag would graze over the cuts too harshly, to which you would apologize and try to be more gentle.

“Keep this there, I’m gonna see if we have any antibiotic stuff,” You pressed a cold cloth to his cut and placed his hand over it. “Maybe you could explain to me what happened?”

“It’s nothing.” He said, his voice quiet.

“I mean jesus, Steve. You have a huge cut on your face along with a good other number of injuries. That’s not nothing.” You told him while you placed neosporin on clean rag.

“I was just being an asshole and got punched by a kid, it started this big thing and here we are.” He told you, keeping his eyes on his hands.

“Ah, so you deserved it then?” You said with a smile, lightly bopping the end of his nose with your finger.

That caused Steve to laugh a little as he nodded. “Yeah, I did.”

“Hold still now, this is gonna sting.” You warned him, slowly placing the rag over his cut.

Steve let out a low his as he jerked away from your hand. “Holy fuck that hurts.”

“Well I told you,” You said with a small tone of amusement in your voice at his reaction. “Stop moving so much, it won’t hurt as badly then.”

“Whatever you say, Hawkeye.” He said while you placed the rag on the cut again.

“There,” You said, removing the rag and placing a large band-aid on the cut. “That’s probably the worst of it.”

You cleaned the rest of his cuts and used the last of your band-aids on him. When you were done he looked slightly less worse than before, but he did look a little funny.

“I think you have a pretty good survival rate,” You told him with a smile as you put your things away in the kit. “I’d keep an eye on them though.”

“Hold up,” Steve said as you were about to leave the bathroom. “Aren’t you going to kiss them better?”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Really? You want me to kiss it better?”

Steve gave you a dramatic nod like a child would.

You stepped in front of him, placing a kiss over the bandage on his cheek and nose, giving him individual kisses on the cuts on his knuckles. “Better now?”

“You forgot one.” He said cheekily, pointing to the cut on his bottom lip.

You narrowed your eyes at him playfully. “This was your plan all along wasn’t it?”

Steve titled his head and pretended to think for a minute. “Maybe.”

“You’re such a brat.” You told him before you left a small peck on his lips.

When you pulled back Steve’s eyes were still shut then they slowly opened again. “That was a pretty lame kiss, I’ve seen you do better.”

“How would you even-?” You cut yourself off as you shook your head. “You know what don’t answer that, maybe once it heals you’ll get a proper one.”

“Promise?” Steve asked with big, puppy dog eyes as he held out his pinky.

You laughed before you wrapped your pinky around his. “Just ask me nicely.”

LINKIN PARK MEME.  Rest in peace, Chester Bennington. Your talent and wonderful personality gave so many people so much hope during their darkest of times, and you will be forever missed.

PAPERCUT.

  • Why does it feel like night today?
  • Why am I so uptight today?
  • Paranoia is all I got left.
  • I know what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head.
  • It’s like I’m paranoid lookin’ over my back.
  • It’s like a whirlwind inside of my head.
  • It’s like I can’t stop what I’m hearing within.
  • Your paranoia’s probably worse.
  • I don’t know what set me off first.

ONE STEP CLOSER.

  • I cannot take this anymore.
  • I find bliss in ignorance.
  • I’m about to break.
  • I need a little room to breathe.
  • I’m one step closer to the edge.
  • I wish I could find a way to disappear.
  • Shut up when I’m talking to you.

POINTS OF AUTHORITY.

  • Forfeit the game.
  • You can’t run the race.
  • You just won’t last.
  • You love the way I look at you.
  • My pride is broken.
  • You like to think you’re never wrong.
  • You live with what you’ve learned.
  • You have to act like you’re someone.
  • You want someone to hurt like you.

CRAWLING.

  • These wounds they will not heal.
  • There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface.
  • This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending.
  • My walls are closing in.
  • I’ve felt this way before.

IN THE END.

  • It doesn’t even matter how hard you try.
  • Time is a valuable thing.
  • I wasted it all just to watch you go.
  • I kept everything inside.
  • Even though I tried, it all fell apart.
  • I tried so hard and got so far.
  • In the end? It doesn’t even matter.
  • I had to fall to lose it all.
  • You’re acting like I was part of your property.
  • You fought with me.
  • Things aren’t the way they were before.
  • You wouldn’t even recognise me anymore.
  • I’ve put my trust in you.

MY DECEMBER.

  • I just wish I didn’t feel.
  • I take back all the things I said.
  • I’d give it all away just to have somewhere to go.
  • I’d give it all away just to have someone to come home to.
  • This is all I need.

BREAKING THE HABIT.

  • Memories consume like an opening wound.
  • You all assume I’m safe here.
  • I don’t want to be the one.
  • I’m the one confused.
  • I don’t know what’s worth fighting for.
  • I don’t know why I instigate and say what I don’t mean.
  • I don’t know how I got this way.
  • I know it’s not alright.
  • I had no options left.
  • I’m the one at fault.
  • I’ll never fight again.
  • This is how it ends.

NUMB.

  • I’m tired of being what you want me to be.
  • I don’t know what you’re expecting of me.
  • I’m under the pressure of walking in your shoes.
  • Every step that I take is another mistake to you.
  • I’ve become so numb.
  • I can’t feel you there.
  • All I want is to be more like me and be less like you.
  • Can’t you see that you’re smothering me?
  • Everything that you thought I would be has fallen apart right in front of you.
  • I may end up failing.
  • You were just like me with someone disappointed in you.

LEAVE OUT ALL THE REST.

  • I dreamed I was missing.
  • You were so scared.
  • No one would listen because no one else cared.
  • What am I leaving when I’m done here?
  • Forget the wrong that I’ve done.
  • Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.
  • Don’t resent me.
  • Keep me in your memory.
  • Don’t be afraid.
  • I’ve taken my beating.
  • I’m strong on the surface.
  • I’ve never been perfect.
  • I’ve never been perfect, but neither have you.
  • Save me from myself.

SHADOW OF THE DAY.

  • Sometimes solutions aren’t so simple.
  • Sometimes goodbye’s the only way.
  • The sun will set for you.
  • Your friends all plead for you to stay.
  • Sometimes beginnings aren’t so simple.

WHAT I’VE DONE.

  • There’s no need.
  • I’ve drawn regret from the truth.
  • Let mercy come and wash away what I’ve done.
  • Let go of what I’ve done.
  • I’m forgiving what I’ve done.

FAINT.

  • I said goodbye.
  • All I could think was I need a way to dig through the damage.
  • I see you takin’ advantage.
  • I found another reason to do this.
  • I wanna find a way to rattle you.
  • I’m not done.
  • There’s nothing left.
  • Darkness turned to light.

No matter what happens in “Second First Date” we will not: 

  • Tell others to kill themselves
    • This includes the crew
    • And other fans
    • And everybody in general, seriously, why would you tell someone something so terrible?
  • Be mean to each other
    • If it turns out that Enid is bi, don’t go around and mock people who thought she was a lesbian. That’s not nice and it only breeds hostility.
    • On the flip side, don’t be rude to people who are glad that she is bi.

Instead:

  • Let’s be nice!
  • Let’s be positive!
  • Let’s be heroes!