the teaching company


Lance pokes fun of Shiro being a merman (not an actual merman unfortunately), and pidge and hunk, defending their father’s honour, dares lance to take some of Shiro’s classes (he teaches people how to become merppl n all that w allura). 

Lance takes the dare and finds out this guy from one of his classes, whom he has a one-sided rivalry with, goes for mermaid lessons as well and *insert oh no he’s hot moment here*

anyway there’s lots of pining and swimming and mermaids and keith being obsessed with the mythical merpeople n lance finding it endearing as hell

[edit:] I’m not planning to write this however I will be building upon this au If you wanna write this or whatever could you link it to me? I wanna see it :D

current wishes:

1. wish I brought a stylus on this trip
2. wish i had more time to make a better drawing
3. wish the wifi was working last night so i could’ve gotten this up earlier
4. wish i could express how grateful i am to be one of the 15 million whose lives were changed by @therealjacksepticeye

whether it was by keeping me company, teaching me something new, or reminding me to be selfless, loving, hard working, and positive, jack has done so many things for me and for millions of other people, and i thank you so, so much


One thing about the company Roosterteeth that makes me super happy is the diverstiy in body image throughout their casts and crew. And nobody is shamed or looked down on for not being society’s idea of normal.

You’ve got people like Blaine, Aaron, James, Bruce, and Alan who are all in really good condition, physically fit, and workout often. And then you have the guys and gals who have recently started to improve themselves like Michael, Ryan, Meg, Josh, and Zach. And nobody told them to do it, they did it for themselves. Burnie talked a lot about his process to lose weight,and did a damn good job of it. Look at him five or six years ago as opposed to now. Goddamn. Hell, three of the five I’ve mentioned made a show about it, and happily encourage others advice and support if the community wants to work alongside them.

Not all of Roosterteeth is fit though. Obviously, not everyone wants to be super toned, drink protein and watch their carb intake. (Not that any of that is bad, I do it myself.) There’s a huge array of body types at RT. Many of them are happy with who they are, comfortable in their own bodies, and are proud of themselves. Sure, Jack gets lots of shit for his weight, but he takes it stride, and laughs and jokes about it himself. That man is the living embodiment of sunshine, large or not. Don’t forget Lindsay, who takes more than her fair share of insults about her weight and looks. But she’s one of the nicest and happiest people I’ve ever seen in camera. And as I mentioned before, Zach Anner, a disabled man has incredible self worth. Incredible. He takes his disability in stride. And still seeks to improve himself.

Nobody at RT is the same. Every single person is unique. Several of the people at RT have awesome hair colors, tattoos (looking at you Geoff), or differing seuxalities than their peers. And they’ve never shown anything but support for their fanbase regarding those things.

Got tattoos? Great. No tattoos? Awesome. Red hair? Green hair? Pink Hair? No hair? Perfect, get to work. Like girls? Boys? Both? None? Cool, come watch this new video we put out. Thin? Not thin? Muscular? Come help set up this new stunt that Blaine’s gonna get naked in.

Nobody is made fun of because of their weight, ability to workout, or lack thereof, hair color, or sexuality. At the company or in in the community. Are there people in the community that are assholes? Absolutely. But these people I watch nearly every day of my life have taught me a lesson. You can look however you want. Be whomever you want. And be happy with yourself.

And I have to thank the Roosterteeth company for teaching me not to hate the fact that I’m not perfect. That with a little bit of work, I can be who I want to be, or just even just be me.

Why My Minis Are Amazing

           Over the past few years the standards for young dancers have been increasing. Today it seems like there are so many amazing mini dancers on the competition scene. Minis who can do 10 pirouettes, minis who can lift their leg up to their ear, minis who can do leg hold turns, scorpion turns, and leap 5 feet off the ground. It feels like it’s not uncommon to see 7 to 9 year olds preforming a routine with the maturity and quality you’d expect from a senior. There are so many little kids out there that are amazing. But here’s the thing:

You don’t need to be amazing when you’re eight years old.


If you are, that’s great. But the reality is, the vast majority of minis dance because it’s fun. It’s extremely important for me to keep my classes fun and entertaining for my younger dancers. As a teacher it’s so easy to get caught up in this craze of pushing your dancers to dance beyond their years. You go on YouTube and search “mini solo” and you find videos of little kids dancing like they’re adults. And it’s so easy to start expecting that of your students, and it’s so easy for your students to start expecting that of themselves, when it’s the image of mini dancers you’re surrounded with. My minis have technique. My minis have technique, quality of movement, and repertoire that is appropriate for their age. My 7 to 9 year olds don’t dance like seniors, but they don’t need to, because they’re 7 to 9 year olds.

           Over-training is very much something that exists. I could push my minis to train 10+ hours a week, to develop new skills rapidly, and to gain immense flexibility. However, I choose to make the most of the 1 hour a week I have with my minis, out of the 4.5 hours they train. I choose to train safely, spend at least half the class on technique, but still incorporate elements of play. Because the reality is, those amazing minis you see on YouTube train at least 10 hours a week, most train more. Even if this is safe training, I truly believe that 9 times out of 10, it will lead to burnout. Young dancers who train that many hours will become exhausted, they will be more susceptible to injury, and they will be taught discipline that is beyond their years. The 7 to 9 year olds you see doing the amazing solos on YouTube are also the 7 to 9 years olds you see taking classes with their knees taped and their ankles bandaged. Minis don’t need sport induced injuries. Minis need to train safely and reasonably.

           That’s not to say there aren’t minis out there that are self-motivated, and choose to train extensively in such a manner. That’s not to say there aren’t minis that are willing to give up so much to perform amazing solos. But those kids are few and far between. My minis don’t do crazy tricks, countless turns, show off immense flexibility, or dance like seniors, but I still think they’re amazing. I think my minis are amazing because they dance like minis. They dance like minis, yet every class they still show me that they are attentive, passionate, and happy. They’ll dance like seniors when they’re seniors. But for now? They’ll come to class and have fun.


…I should punch with this arm more often.

anonymous asked:

how would everyone react if Elizabeth turned into a human

Thanks for the request!

Zen: Would be stunned by her beauty, not even questioning how she turned into a human. Takes a liking to the lady he once called ‘furball’ but still sneezes around her, she still has some traces of being a kitten after all. 

Yoosung: Extremely excited to see “the girl in Jumin’s penthouse” because apparently she’s a beauty but it takes him a while to catch on to the fact that she is Elizabeth. When he realised (or is told) he’s shocked and stays in a state of shock until she says something which blows him away.

Jaehee: She would be surprised and start to question just how this happened but to be honest, she’s quite happy due to this chain of events. It means she won’t have to take care of an active kitten anymore and perhaps Elizabeth could teach Mr. Han what emotions and caring for somebody else means.

Jumin: The most shocked from this experience. Woke up one day to see a white haired beauty sitting calmly on his couch, then they stood up with a smile and gave him a big hug. Immediately informs the RFA of the situation while Elizabeth cuddles up to his side. He tries to find a way to turn her back into a kitten because her human form is quite emotionally taxing for poor Jumin, it’s too much for him to handle.

707: Would be absolutely elated and would want to talk to her all the time. Would still call her Elly and would play around with her, teaching her all the good things about the world like how you can eat all you want at a sushi place if you go at the right time or the fact that there are sales every Friday night at the supermarket. You can count on Seven to teach her useless information. Jumin still wouldn’t let him near Elizabeth.

V: Would be overjoyed that the little kitten he named was now a human. He would question it a bit however he’s just overwhelmed with emotion as the girl begins to talk to him. Would hope that now that she is a human, he can keep Jumin proper company and teach him a few things about empathy.

Saeran: Absolutely confused about the situation. Tries to think of reasons how this happened however nothing comes to mind. He tries to avoid Elizabeth as much as he can saying that “something is weird” but just her smile is enough to convince Saeran that she’s worth talking to at least.

[Park Jimin] Imagine - Mind Your Business {Part Three}

Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook  (BTS Semi-Famous)

Genre: Drama & Romance

Summary: You are next in line to take over your family’s company. However, you do not want to run a company. You have no passion or experience for it. You want to sell it and live a normal status life. Your parents disagree and plan to send you Seoul at a boarding school that’ll set you straight.

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You walked for at least 10 minutes and got at far as you could from the campus. It started getting darker outside and you kind of regretted it because everything was in Korean and you didn’t understand anything. People looked at you as you walked around in your now stained dress. You were sobbing and could careless what people thought about you. Jimin ruined everything. He ruined your mood. He’s going to ruin your life. That’s probably what he wanted.

You left your wristlet with Sunny before you did your speech and now you have no way to contact anyone. You accepted your tragic situation and continued walking.

You heard a honk and quickly turned around. You saw a black car pull up to you. The windows were really tinted and you couldn’t clearly see who the driver was. Your parents always taught you ‘stranger danger’ so you continued walking at a faster pace.

You hear the car door slam and foot steps jogging up to you. You begin to panic, afraid to turn around, but before you could run, a hand pulled your arm.

You look up to see Jungkook and you’re washed in relief. “You scared the hell out of me.” You take a deep breath.

“Are you okay? What happened?” He ignored your previous comment and let your arm go slowly.

“It’s a long story.” You sigh. “Well let’s get in my car before people recognize me.” You follow Jungkook to his car. You were impressed by how shiny and clean his car interior was.

“Don’t forget your seatbelt.” Jungkook smiles and you obeyed. “Can I tell you something?” You wanted Jungkook to be your therapist so he could hear you let everything out. You couldn’t exactly tell Sunny because she wouldn’t understand and she’d only take Jimin’s side.

“I’m all ears.” Jungkook starts his car and you let out a huge sigh before pouring your feelings out.

“My dad chose Jimin as my fiance.” Jungkook hits the brakes hard and it caused you to jerk forward. “I’m sorry, keep going.” Jungkook fixed his grip on the wheel.

“Anyways, I didn’t know Jimin was the one my father chose for me. He didn’t know who I was. He was being so rude and I called him a lowlife and Sunny told me he was my fiance. And then he ruined my party and he didn’t even feel the slightest of pity for me.” Replaying all of the events in your head only made your head throb more. Jungkook took a moment of silence before he continued.

“Jimin is a good friend of mine. He’s popular with the ladies. He’s always cocky, but with me he’s a sweet guy. Maybe you just have to give him some time to adjust to you. Give him some space to wiggle around and get used to you. Nothing’s impossible.”

Jungkook was right. But you knew you had no patience to tolerate Jimin any longer. He didn’t seem like the person who you’d easily get on their good side. But you knew the only way to make this time at this school any more enjoyable was to get along with Jimin.

“Just kill him with kindness. That’s the best advice I could give you.” Jungkook was actually being reliable. You considered his idea. “I’m actually offended you dad didn’t choose me to be your fiancé.” He looked at you and you knew he was joking.

“I guess your company didn’t meet his expectations.” You smile. “So what’s so special about the school? Why is it so popular in our world?” By our world, you meant the crazy business world. The world where people put their money before their children and family. 

“Well I started the school since I was freshman. They teach us how to finance and professionally partner with other companies. They teach us business skills such as communication and leadership.” Jungkook took a pause before continuing.

“They make it big deal. At the end of every month, the school hosts a big party where many CEOs from foreign countries come. They look for heirs to partner with in the future. It’s basically like an auction of stocks and companies.” 

“Wow it sounds intense.” You took a while to process how serious everything was starting to get. 

Soon, you’ll be a CEO of a company. You won’t have any time for yourself or your personal life. You would suffer with headaches and you would be stressed all the time. This is exactly why you wanted to sell the company to someone who would be able to handle these things. 

You and Jungkook arrive back at the dormitory and he left you at the door of your dorm. 

“Make sure you call me if anything happens, okay?” Jungkook put his phone back into his pocket after the both of you exchanged numbers. You nodded, too exhausted to respond. 

Jungkook left with a smile and you took a deep breath before entering the pin and walking into your dorm. Kill him with kindness. Be the bigger person.

You walk further in to the now darker room from what it was earlier that day. However, the lights automatically turn on as soon as they sense your motion. You looked around and didn’t find a trace of Jimin. You breathe in relief and walk to your new room which was next door to Jimin’s. You were getting ready to shower because your skin was sticky from the punch. 

You walk into the only bathroom in the dorm. You were amazed at how beautiful it was. The bathroom had a radio engraved into the wall with a plastic protect. You were excited you turned the music on full blast. Too bad there was only one of these. You undressed and let the steaming hot water relax your muscles. This was exactly what you needed to calm down. Although the music was blaring, it was relaxing to have some time to yourself.

You finished your shower and stepped out, the music still playing loud as you hummed to it. You removed the towel from your body, getting ready to dress yourself. But everything happened so fast, the door swung open and you were standing face to face with Jimin. (More like face to body) 

You screamed and slammed the door. You rushed to the radio and turned it off. You hadn’t heard JImin come in and the door was unlocked. 

“Are you insane!?” You yell to Jimin through the door. 

“You forgot to lock it idiot!” You heard him say through laughs. You were more than embarrassed. Your body was just exposed to Park Jimin, the man you hated so much. 

You quickly dressed with the little dignity you had left. As you opened the bathroom door, you could see Jimin sitting on the sofa watching TV. You try to make a run to your room before you could receive any judgement from Jimin. 

You didn’t make it far because he got up and stopped you. “You didn’t lock the door on purpose right? Are you trying to seduce me?”

You almost gag, was he serious?  “You actually think I wanted to seduce you? Are you that full of yourself?” 

Jimin stands in his signature position with his arms crossed. “I think you were.” 

“You think I’m going to fall at your feet and kiss your ass like all those other girls?” 

“You’re jealous? Aw, Y/N is jealous because her fiancé is talking to other girls.” Jimin provoked you and as soon as he did Jungkook’s words echoed in your head ‘kill him with kindness’. Would it work with him?

“Goodnight Jimin.” You smile and leave him and his childish self behind in the living room .

You wake up the next morning and you felt tired. You knew you had classes to attend and you groaned. You look at the time and it was 8:30 am. Your first class didn’t start until 10am so you had time to eat and get ready. 

After brushing your teeth and putting your hair up, you walk out of your room and find Jimin already eating breakfast on the island counter. He looks at you before looking back down at his phone. 

“Didn’t sleep naked last night did you?” Jimin chuckled and you pushed your temper back. It was way too early to start your day off like this. 

“Good morning to you too Jimin.” You walk past him and into the small but luxurious kitchen in the dorm. You pull out a bowl and struggle to find the cereal. “It’s in the last cupboard.” Jimin helped.

Progress already.

“I was going to request a different room, but there’s no space on campus. My only option is off campus.” Jimin stood up to place his empty plate in the sink. You were offended by what he had just said. You promised to keep your cool and follow through with kindness, but he ruined it. 

“Are you serious? Jimin, you have to grow up. Our wedding is in less than a year -”

“I know, you don’t have to remind me. I could careless.” Jimin looked away from you and dug his hands into his trousers. 

“How could you not care when our companies will become our responsibilities?” Jimin really had some guts. How could he not care about his future? How could he not acknowledge how important this was to your parents?

“This is a political marriage, princess. That means, no real feelings exist.That also means my personal life is none of your business. Do not ask me questions like a clingy girlfriend. I don’t belong to you.” Jimin was so blunt- about everything. Although you had no positive feelings towards him, his words stabbed you. 

“You’re right. But once we’re married, what’s yours is mine.” Jimin looked at you and chuckled. “You’re a cocky one aren’t you?” You rolled your eyes and continued to make your bowl of cereal. 

“I’m going to meet up with Somin.” Jimin gets his keys and you knew exactly who he was talking about. Her parents were the competitive company who always tried to beat your father’s wealth. They were fake and full of lies. 

“Are you doing this on purpose?” You walked over to Jimin in order for the anger to circulate. 

“We aren’t married yet, I have to stay open-minded for better offers. Who knows? Maybe Somin might have a better deal than you.” His words were only adding fuel to your fire. You’ve never been this angry with anyone, not even your father or mother. 

You had no idea how to react to Jimin’s coldness. You wanted to cry, out of anger and stress. You could feel the tear falling down your cheek and turned quickly away from Jimin as you brushed the tears off violently.

“Are you crying?” You couldn’t make out Jimin’s tone, was it sincre? Or was it sarcasm? Before the heated conversation could go any further, the door beeps, telling you someone was about to walk in. It was Sunny.

“I have your uniform Y/N!” She smiled and you only returned it softly. Her face drops as soon as she sees you were crying. “Were you crying?” She looks at Jimin then back at you.

Jimin grabs his coat and leaves swiftly. You look at Sunny and let the rest of the tears you were holding back, fall.

She runs up to you to hug you and you only drench her in tears. You thought everything was going to be better and okay. But Jimin only made you angrier. 

“I hate him so much.” You say as you clear your face. “Is it that bad?” Sunny lets you go.

“He’s meeting with Somin.” Sunny knew who she was and she only shook her head. “Do you want me to tell your father?” 

You knew if you told your father, he’d only arrange someone just as bad. You didn’t want show Jimin that he won. He was doing all of this to chase you away. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of you leaving.

“No. I’ll have to endure it.” You take the uniform from Sunny’s hand and make your way to your room to change.

You have to endure Park Jimin.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: I think I am going to schedule when I update this series. I want to aim for every Friday, Saturday and Sunday? Sound good? (: Hope you guys are enjoying the series! Thank you so much for those who send me feedback! <3

Choro and Ichi shaking their heads and tutting under their breath whenever Choukei do a stupid thing.

Choro asking Ichi if he wants to keep him company on his way to the store.

Choro catching Ichi nosing through his bags when he comes home from Nya-Chan concerts. He scolds him.

Choro asking Ichi if he wants to come next time. Ichi refuses, but asks what the merch is like. Choro agrees to bring him home something. Ichi makes him promise it’s not a BL doujin. Choro reddens and scolds him! It’s not that kind of event anyway! Ichi sniggers and Choro promises.

Choro returning home with silver tabby cat ears and paws. Ichi is stunned. Jyushi somehow ended up with some too.

Ichi waiting for Choro to come home from every concert to see what he might’ve brought/hear about all the new things. He’s still wearing the ears and paws.

Choro gently encouraging Ichi to groom himself a little more.

Choro washing and ironing Ichi’s clothes separately from the rest of the laundry so the cat hair won’t cover it all. Matsuyo finds this adorable.

Ichi messing with Choukei whenever they mess with Choro.

Choro and Ichi finding themselves laughing at the same kinds of jokes.

Choro sitting beside Ichi to read his mangas or just have a little downtime because he enjoys the quiet company.

Ichi teaching Choro how to pet his cats properly to help minimise his stress levels.

Ichi assigning a cat specifically to Choro as his pet/companion cat (a black cat with green eyes). Choro sits with it on his knee all the time and he is significantly more relaxed. He beams when he finds out it doesn’t like Oso much.

Choukei are now often cornered by Nenchuu cats.

Ichi pretty much ignoring everyone else but tending to listen when Choro asks him to do something.

Choro telling Ichi to stop scaring/teasing Totty so much, but lowkey laughing when he thinks they aren’t looking.

Choro standing/walking with Ichi when he notices he’s feeling more reserved/uncomfortable than usual.

Choro prodding Ichi to eat whenever he falls asleep sitting at the kotatsu.

Ichi startling Choro when he’s in the middle of a rant and making him scream. Everyone laughs.

Choro giving Ichi the silent treatment whenever he’s mad at him and Ichi sitting with him more than usual. He follows him in silence and co-operates without a problem. Choro feels guilty and eventually starts talking to him again.

Choro and Ichi pulling digusted expressions whenever Totty tries acting sly/cute.

Choro and Ichi discussing baseball with Jyushi.

Ichi stiffening and acting twitchy whenever Choro has to wear Kara’s sunglasses. (*Reference to an earlier HC about Kara’s sunglasses being prescription and Oso breaking Choro’s glasses often. They’re all lowkey blind lmao)

Choro stroking a cat while he’s reading something and doesn’t notice Ichi had replaced the cat with his head.

Choukei vs. Nenchuu wrestling games with Nenchuu often winning because Kara won’t fight the younger two. Oso gets annoyed.


(The Third and Final Part of “If We Build a Strong Enough Foundation”)


Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: “There had been discussions. The idea of another kid had come up once or twice, and the two of you knew that if you were able to get through the first year of Sofia’s life with all the bullshit that came with, that you could do it again.But the timing had never been right.”

Note: Remember when I said I was done with this? SURPRISE I’M TRASH SO HERE’S WHAT WILL HOPEFULLY BE THE FINAL PART. I meant to sit down and write something short to give you guys closure and then this monster of a thing happened (it’s the longest one I’ve ever posted so goal definitely not accomplished). 

Word Count: 3,474 (WHY AM I LIKE THIS.)

I’m garbage, but enjoy!!!

You had never quite expected to find yourself absorbed in domestic life. It wasn’t the direction you had seen your life going, not when you were ten, and not when you were twenty-four. But here you were, with a husband and daughter whom you loved more than anything else on the planet.

Granted, you were still a dedicated career woman, spending your days in the studio with the Dance Theater of Harlem, speeding to get to work on time so you could always drop your kid off at school in the morning. Sofia was in the first grade now, and sometimes when you looked at her you saw the beginnings of a little person.

She would tell you and Lin about her opinions at the dinner table, and she made her own decisions about her outfits (a lot of which were crazy and all of which made you proud to have a daughter than genuinely didn’t care what anyone thought of her).

Sometimes she looked just like your sister when she talked—full of logic and passion. It made your heart fill up to the very brim.

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Folie A Deux, part 8

If you need a refresher, here’s part 7: When last we left our intrepid heroes, Laura had just invited Bill over for dinner. A continuation for the prompt from @okaynextcrisis that will never die. 

Grace had dropped her bowl in the sink and decamped for her room long before Bill showed up. Whether she was trying to give them privacy, or just didn’t want Bill to know that she dared to eat a meal, Laura wasn’t sure, but it left the two of them sitting across from each other at her mother’s scarred kitchen table.

It should have been strange, having Bill sitting in her house, eating out of the bowls she and her sisters fought over when they were children, but it was…nice. Natural, even. He was just rough enough around the edges, even after years of classical training and kissing donor ass, to fit perfectly in her shabby old house.

If she were in the mood to overthink things, that would keep her up tonight, but she was in the mood to eat. She picked through her bowl of soup, pushing tomatoes aside to dig out the chunks of avocado.

“You still do that,” he said.

Her hand froze, her spoon halfway to her mouth. “Do what?”

“Pick out the parts you like best to eat first.”

Did she do that? “I don’t do that.”

He grinned at her, then slurped a mouthful of black beans. She looked down into her own bowl at the tomato chunks shoved to the side. Oh lord, she did do that.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you to save the best for last?” he asked mildly, not bothering to meet her eyes as he took another swig of beer.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it was rude to comment on a lady’s eating habits?”

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more mermaid Jack and marine biology intern Rhys

watch out for those spines, rhysie, that neurotoxin’s a real trip