there's just no getting over these two

What each instrument says the most
  • Oboe: I bought shot-glasses and cigarette paper this weekend.... NO IT'S FOR MY OBOE I SWEAR
  • Flute: Yeah, she said she was going to do the Chaminade too. Looks like we'll have two people playing the concertino for the solo show this year, or there's always murder, you know
  • clarinet: It's my reed. Hold on I'll get another one out... also if another person asks me to play the mozart clarinet concerto i'll slap a bitch
  • Bassoon: could you scoot over a bit? I need more space to lean my bassoon... My posture is just fine, THANKS
  • Saxophone: shit. i still have my neck-strap on don't I?
  • Drums: Is the snare on? GOD, who turned the snare off again?! AND! Where the frickity frack are my sticks?
  • timpani: i gotta tune the timpani. hold on
  • trumpet: i hate partial jumping practice so much
  • trombone: Do you want to hear my gliss?
  • tuba: i literally play four notes the entire piece..,.
  • horn: look i don't know why we stick the hand in the bell. don't ask. it's just how it is
  • cello: yeah my cello cost 13,000 and my bow is custom made, so it's like 6,000 and my new case which is shock absorbent, fireproof and waterproof cost like 7,500
  • viola: I know we're trying to play louder it's the loudest i can get i know i know i'm so sick of pizzicato accompaniment give me a break please
  • violin: um I can't see the concertmaster's bowings from back here... yeah i know i can watch the person in front of me im not stupid it's just...
  • double bass: how the fuck am I supposed to carry this thing through the door? Hey, can you hold it open for me

since nobody is writing about how camila is sooooooooo girlfriend material (and im so in love with her), here it is:

•  it all started with you two being good friends, and as friends, you kept getting closer and closer

when she found out that you were into girls she smiled so big for herself 

• bc you were this cute girl that since she looked at you she wanted to get to know better 

• at first you texted a lot, and everytime she saw something funny she sended it to you

• bc she knew it would make you laugh and that would make her really happy

• then you started hanging out everytime that she wasnt filming for riverdale, like in between takes you’d go to where she was and take her to grab lunch or something

• you tried getting spoilers from her but even tho she really trusted you already she couldnt tell anything

• but she loved how you got so frustrated bc you. needed. to. know.

• so she teased you a lil bit, saying things like ”this may or may not happen”

HOW SHE ASKED YOU TO BE HER GIRLFRIEND before that everybody thought you were a couple anyway

• you were sick, like really sick, so she being the caring “friend” that she is showed up at your place w some soup, and why not flowers (something that she learnt from playing veronica) 

• even tho you melted when you saw her with all of that, you didnt want her around  because you were afraid shell get sick too

• but she didnt care, she sat right next to you on the couch and put some movie on netflix

• you were falling asleep with your head on her shoulder and she was looking at you, playing with your fingers

• she probably wanted to ask you to be his girlfriend “properly” like, with a long speech  and give you maybe some chocolate or candy

• but while looking at you the words spilled from her mouth

• “hey do you wanna me like, my girlfriend?”

• “what”

• “what”

• both of you started laughing and oFC YOU SAID YES I MEAN

• so thats how you started dating

• thats when all the fun began hehehe jk

• her phone and yours would be filled with silly photos of you two

• you know that video of her cooking and laughing about it in her ig story? you’d have tons of them doing mostly everything

• like one day, she took your phone while you were showering bc she was bored and her phone didnt have any battery, and going through your camera roll she found this video you took from her while she was watching her favorite movie because you loved how her eyes lighted up whenever her favorite scene was on the screen and how loud she screamed when something “surprising” happened even tho she watched it thousands of times

• she would do the same, because you’d have that kind of relationship

• she comments on every single one of your pics, really short comments like “i love you” “im in love” “mOM” “gorgeous” “mine”

• her mom loves you, and likes to cook for you bc she seems so nice and lovely

• when she is mad over something really silly, she starts speaking portuguese and you just stare at her while she’s screaming walking around the room until she let it all out

• “i was doing it again?” “yup” “im sorry”

• but theres times where you two are cuddling facing eachother and she is putting your hair behind your ear while smiling and shed say “eu tenho tanta sorte“ or “você é tão bonita”

• you wouldnt get anything of what she said (and she probably wouldnt tell you) but youd smile so big because you knew it was something nice and when she speaks in another language is the cutest thing ever

• PDA !!!!! lots of pda

• but not the annoying type like sucking eachother faces in public, but holding hands, long hugs, cheek kisses, forehead kisses !!!

• at least twice a week you go out to eat or have a cute coffee date, talking bout life sitting infront of eachother, holding hands over the table

• she never fails to make you laugh, she’s always doing goofy things or trying to imitate someone (and failing)  just to put a smile on your face

• its 2:34 AM, the lights are gone, the only source of light is coming from your computer screen and you two are dancing in the living room to some random spotify playlist

• you can go from steamy hot makeout session on the couch to sloppy slow kisses filled with love

• she sings to you whenever you ask her 

• she is probably singing 24/7 GOD BLESS HER ANGELIC VOICE

• but if you’re having a rough time or you’re feeling sad, she sings to you in a low tone kinda whispering, while smiling sweetly 

• i dont think she is the jealous type  ? but if anyone is looking at you in a way that they shouldn’t she’d wrap an arm around your waist, not like in a “she’s mine back off” type of way, but in a sweet “i love her dont steal her from me” type of way im crying 

• SHE. IS. A. TEASER. LIL. ****

• you tried cooking together, but you endend up getting too “distracted” and burning the whole thing

• “lets order pizza” “but i dont want pizza” “what do you want?” “you”

• she appreciates you and loves you so much bc if she is dating you she is 100% focused on you so she wouldnt be the annoying cheesy type, but definitely cheesy

• when she is away filming or busy with her work she sends you selfies doing funny faces, or videos at set with the cast, or a pouty selfie with a “cant wait to get home :(” that makes you melt inside who wouldnt

• PET NAMES !!! she probably calls you “love/babe/gorgeous”

• and she is your little nugget, of course

• play nights at your place with her friends (and yours) happen a little too often, because is everything you love and need: wine, charades, friends, and eachother


but it doesnt matter is you win or lose the game at the end of the night, bc she’d wrap her arms around you and say “i win, i have you”

i love her so so so so much okay?????? it ends right here before i start crying she is the most precius lil bean bye

tw: @softnessmalik
Risqué!Connor x reader headcanons (Smutty)

(Could probably do with a better name lol, oh well…) 

- Connor gets a thrill out of whispering risqué things into your ear in public places. 

- Its normally within a close proximity to other people as well just because Connor loves the opportunity that you might be caught. He has no shame about your relationship and your sex life but you’ve warned him more than once not to talk about the sex you have around your friends. 

- Connor’s favourite thing to do is when you’ll be eating lunch with your friends or talking to much and he’d lean over and whisper that you lips look so much better wrapped around his dick. 

- And you’d choke on your drink and he’d be like “That’s not the only thing you’ll be choking on today”. 

- Or if he’s bored of Jared and Alana’s argument over whatever it is this time he’d tell you how much he wants to go down on you there and then with everyone watching and he’s normally very descriptive, the boy leaves nothing to the imagination. And everyone always picks up on what he’s doing as you always blush red and shift uncomfortably in your seat. Theres been several times where Jared gets annoyed and is like “You two just go and have sex already, Jesus” and Connor just drags you away to do just that. 

- Like 90% of your texts from Connor are just like “Babe, I’m horny” or photos which are definitely not safe for work.

- You’d be hanging out with your friends and he’d start sexting you or sending you risky pics. After you see the first one, you go red and refuse to look at any more, turning your phone face-down. But Alana cannot help herself when your phones vibrating every 10 seconds. “Who’s texting you?” she laughs, reaching for your phone. You’ve never moved as quick in your life when you try to stop her.

- Once you were hanging out with Evan and you’d left your phone on the table with him to look after whilst you stepped outside. When you got back Evan was red and playing with his t-shirt. It was only when you checked your phone that you saw probably the most scandalous text and photo Connor had ever sent. You matched Evan’s shade of red and feared that you had scarred him for life. 

- I just think Connor is not bothered about what is deemed to be correct in public spaces. Or more to the point, he understands what is expected of him in public but would rather not do those things because whats life without a little risk?

- Like one time, Cynthia had invited you round for dinner and you’d be sitting there and his hand would be trailing up and down your thigh. And then your trying to keep up a conversation with her about her lasagna as he’s fingering you under the table. 

- Or you’ll go to the cinema and Connor sees this as an opportunity to see how far he can tease you until your dragging him out of the cinema to have sex in your car. 

- Like the boy is so in love with you that he is just turned on all the time by you. You flip your hair over your shoulder, turned on. A bit more skin on show than usual, turned on. Bend over or move in certain way, turned on. And when he’s turned on he wants you to be turned on as well. 

- Not that you are not turned on by him (you VERY MUCH are) but you just aren’t as willing to have sex in a storeroom when anyone could walk in (but thats  something Connor loves).

- But despite this, Connor’s inability to keep it in his pants and his powers of persuasion mean you have a lot of sex in places you probably shouldn’t have sex. Like the bathrooms at school, the kitchen worktops, his car, even on the Murphy’s dining table whilst Larry was innocently reading the paper in the next room.

[Got a bit carried away with this one but hope you enjoyed these! Please let me know if you want more like this or to turn something like this into a longer fic?]

Dating Alex Standall would include:

okay so ive. never actually posted one of these before but i had a bunch of ideas this morning and i couldnt stop writing and this happened adljbaljsd i hope you guys like it 

this is rly rly long so i put most of it under the cut alsjdas sorry its so long i just couldnt stop writing once i started! 

Originally posted by hellomadzstuff

  • you had always seen each other at school and even shared a class before but the two of you had never actually talked
  • you officially meet your junior year at a party

Keep reading

like…… who DOESNT get half naked and sit poised over your friend while they lie under you in bed in a similar state of undress, pointing a knife at you so if you get tired and fall it stabs you, and just stare into each others eyes unblinking, expressionless, for hours on end, ‘platonically’,

caedesdeo  asked:

To further that last piercing au: for some reason, every time someone walks in on Steve exercising shirtless, or getting changed, or wandering around just wearing his pj bottoms, it's Clint. Everywhere he turns, there's Steve's pierced chest until eventually he actually walks in on Bucky re-piercing Steve's nipples for him.

x, x, x


Clint pauses and takes a moment to shuffle everything around in his arms so that he’s holding the popcorn bowl under his elbow, the six pack hooked over two fingers, three bags of gummy worms clutched in the remaining three so that he can knock, loudly, with his free hand.

Nat raises an eyebrow at him. He doesn’t explain, but turns the knob and pushes the door open when he hears Bucky’s voice call, “Come in!

“Oh, come on!” he complains when they enter the kitchen. “You couldn’t have asked us to wait? Just until you finished up?”

Bucky doesn’t look up, but Steve, sitting on the table, turns his head and grins at them. “He’ll be done in two minutes,” he says. “My body pushed out the studs, so Bucky’s helping me re-pierce.”

Bucky, tongue between his teeth, chances a quick glance over at the door. “Hey guys,” he says.

Stalking over to the counter, Clint dumps everything he’s carrying and turns – his back to the table – to help Natasha with her load. “You do this on purpose, don’t you,” he grumbles. “What if I passed out at the sight of needles? Then you’d have a big pile of purple on the floor and who knows, I might have hit my head and died.”

“Good thing you don’t go faint, then, isn’t it?” Bucky asks. “Don’t move, Steve, or I might stab you through the heart.”

Steve goes still for a moment, looking down at his chest rather than craning his neck to see what food Clint and Nat have brought. “Sorry,” he says, not sounding sorry at all. “Did you guys bring the sour gummy worms?”

Rolling his eyes and making a pouty face at Nat, Clint holds up the gummy worms Steve had asked about. “Wish I hadn’t,” he mutters under his breath.

“If you’re jealous,” Nat says, “I can pierce yours.”

  • major: economics 
  • minor: none
  • sports: volleyball team 
  • clubs: student government (treasurer), jazz collective
  • in this au wonwoo wears big round cute glasses. accept it 
  • is always mumbling about how much his statistics professor hates him to his buddy mingyu who’s always just like patting wonwoo’s back like “dude…..that’s tough.”
  • carries around a pile of books taller than his head and is always apologizing for bumping into people because he can’t really see in front of himself 
  • favorite class is actually international economics because it isn’t just boring math and it’s the one class where he vigorously takes notes and actually participates in class because in all his other classes he’s as quiet as a rock
  • and the professors don’t really understand why because he does fine on the test and on the homework but like in class he just sits there with this blank stare
  • and tbh he kinda looks angry that even the professors are like sheesh alright we won’t call on you
  • but in reality wonwoo is never really angry he’s actually just tired most of the time 
  • which is why he like lives off coffee. coffee and like sandwiches. mingyu is always trying to make wonwoo sit down and have an /actual/ lunch but literally all wonwoo consumes is like sandwiches from the deli and coffee from cans. quite frankly mingyu is amazed his best friend hasn’t ended up in the hospital yet from sandwich poisoning or too much caffeine 
  • but it’s actually coffee that brings you and wonwoo together because your part time job is at the on campus cafe where wonwoo is like 75% of the time
  • you know him as the boy whose hidden behind his economic textbook pile and fortress of finished coffee cups (also the boy who cutely keeps pushing up those big round glasses whenever they fall down his nose while he tries to order but anyway,,,,,)
  • and every now and then you catch yourself looking his way because lbr ever since you first served him coffee at the beginning of last semester you’ve kinda maybe IDK……..developed a little crush
  • but you like never ever dare to act on it because for the most part he’s either with that tall kid mingyu or he looks like he just stayed up two weeks in a row and you don’t want to get on anyone’s grumpy side (that and theres like 40 other students in line so time for chitchat isn’t an option)
  • but like for the past couple of days he’s been staying in the cafe right up until closing and like your shifts from lunch till 6:30 and as you’re cleaning up and closing the cafe you always have to go over and remind him of the time
  • for the most part he just smiles and thanks you and then gets his stuff together and disappears but one day as you’re sweeping and getting ready to lock the place up you stop infront of wonwoo whose still at his favorite spot in the back of the cafe and like he’s got his books open to random pages and his laptop’s dead and his face is just planted on the keyboard and like
  • you reach out carefully to shake his shoulder, but he’s literally: lights out
  • and you panic for a second because what if he faiNTED like ????? it’s possible seeing as though he always looks like he’s on the verge of passing out and drinks more coffee than the human body can probably handle and you’re like
  • ok ok calm down and you like lean closer to check if he’s breathing 
  • and just as you’re about to lean enough to hear him, his eyes open wide and you jump back like jESUS and he kinda stares at you as you like jump back and hold your hand on your chest in shock
  • and for a minute neither of you speaks but then you’re kinda like oh god i need to make sure he doesn’t think im weird and so you’re like “hI iM THe barISTa…….i was just going to see if you’re ok,,,,,,im sorry im not a creepy person i just,,,,,,you looked sick and,,,,,,,,,,and -”
  • wonwoo kinda lifts his head and his glasses slide right off his nose and he’s like scratching his messy head and he’s like “oh, is it closing time?”
  • and you nod and he like chuckles to himself and bows his head a bit and apologizes and begins to like quietly gather his things and like
  • you’re like thinking to yourself that thank god everything is ok and you didn’t have to call the amb-
  • and just as you take a sigh of relief wonwoo like wobbles and fALLS RIGHT TO the FLOOR and you’re like OH  MY GO D
  • this time you’re 100% he’s passed out and you like fumble with your phone, but manage to call the schools ambulance and when they get there the emt is like “are you the significant other?” 
  • and you’re like um uh eh uh- but the emt is like “are you coming or not?” and you know you should probably stay out of it, but the worried part of you overtakes that and you get into the ambulance
  • and you don’t know much about wonwoo, but you tell the emt what you believed happened, basically you’d seen him studying till closing time and he’d drink like 5 cups of coffee and the emt is like “he’s probably just under a lot of stress and isn’t get the right nutrients. we’ll give him an IV at the hospital and he should wake up in a couple of hours. don’t worry, your boyfriend will be fine.”
  • and you wanna be like “um nOT my boy-” but the emt goes back to scribbling notes down and you’re like you know what just forget it
  • and you like look at wonwoo’s book bag that you grabbed with you and you decided that you should probably call that mingyu guy who’s always with him and like you feel horrible taking his phone without permission but you think that at least his friend should be there for when he wakes up
  • and like at the hospital you finally make the call and the minute mingyu picks up you can hear like the terror and he’s like wONWOO WHERE ARE YOU
  • and you’re like “UM hI!!! im the barista from the school cafe wonwoo fainted so i called the ambulance and-”
  • but mingyu is like “say no more. ill be there in second.”
  • and you like put the phone back and make a mental note to apologize to wonwoo when he wakes up and then like you sit down beside the hospital bed he’s in and you like 
  • feel a little awkward everytime a nurse walks by and mentions to you that you don’t need to worry, your boyfriend will be fine and you’re still sitting there in your cafe uniform and you wanna be correct them but honestly you’re still to anxious with worry about wonwoo
  • and when mingyu gets there he has a million questions for you and you’re just like trying your best to answer him until finally he like sits down and is like “im sorry you had to deal with this. wonwoo never takes care of himself, can you believe he’s older than me??”
  • you tell him that it’s fine, you’re just glad you were there and wonwoo wasn’t alone and mingyu thanks you a lot and you kind of shift a bit and you’re like “well! i have class tomorrow so ill go now since wonwoo has you….” an mingyu’s like ofc and he thanks you again and before you leave he’s like “ill be sure to tell wonwoo what you did for him.” and you’re like wHa no no it’s fine but mingyu smiles at you and you kind of notice that it’s a little sly
  • and you don’t think much of it then but hey little secret: mingyu knows wonwoo has always kind of had a thing for you bUT WE ARE GOING to GET TO THAT
  • and so basically the next day you show up for your shift at the cafe and you’re kind of like hoping to see wonwoo but also you know he should be resting
  • but……..right then and there like 15 minutes before closing you see someone come through the door
  • and like they’ve got a hoodie on and they look a little messy, rubbing their eyes and yawning and your coworker is like “oh MY god it’s 15 min before closing when will they let us LIVE” but the second you see who it is you’re like “oH ill take this one you can go home early!!” and your coworker like throws kisses at you as they run out the door
  • and when wonwoo approaches the cash register you’re like swallowing a lump in your throat and he looks up and like you almost lose your breath because like he looks tired and worn out but this is the first time you’ve seen him without glasses and like he’s just so gorgeous you’re kinda awestruck
  • but he like looks away immediately (because he’s also shy and probably a lil embarrassed ahhhh) and you’re like “um, what would you like to order?”
  • and he’s like “haha you probably know that im banned from drinking coffee for a while right?” and you’re like “you are??” and he’s like “yeah, mingyu’s on my butt about it after you know - i fainted and all…….”
  • and you two kinda get silent and flustered, not sure what to say until wonwoo kind of straightens up and is like “i,,,,,i feel bad for making you take care of me,,,,,,,i mean it must have been burdensome for a stranger to just faint in front of you ….”
  • and he wants to say something else but you like shake you’re head and you’re like “you’re not a stranger!!! i mean,,,you’re a regular here and another student!! you were just studying too much im sure and don’t worry, im not burdened - im actually relieved i was there to make sure you’re ok…”
  • and like in the moment you probably sprout wings and a halo above your head in wonwoo’s eyes he’s just like ,,,,,,this person is an angel,,,,,in his head and like 
  • he kinda can’t help smiling and biting back his lip and you’re kinda like oh my god did i just say that outloud AHH
  • and finally wonwoo is like “i- i also want to ask you out, if that’s ok, like on a-a- thank you date kinda it DOesNT have to be A dATE but i do want to thank you for …..being there…… you mentioned………”
  • and ok you’re like one) how can he get more adorable standing in front of you blushing looking to the side with his hands stuffed in his pockets and two) oh my god did you really just hear what he said a dATE A D A T E 
  • and you try not to show your excitement you’re like “um!!! if you’re feeling ok, i think you need to rest up first-” 
  • and wonwoo laughs and he’s like “oh wow you sound just like mingyu, you guys worry too much about me!”
  • and you huff like “heY you did faint right over there, of course im worried!!”
  • and wonwoo kind chuckles and scratches his head like you’re right,,,,,you’re right
  • and he’s like “ill promise to rest up and maybe not study as hard IF you promise to,,,,,,,go on that thank you date with me once these midterms are over?”
  • and you of course you’re like yES but you’re also like “promise me also you’ll stay away from the caffeine and get sleep” and he’s like “roger that doctor” and you’re like heY and he just laughs and waves goodbye
  • and you’re standing there with a lovestruck smile stuck on your face and then you’re like hOLY mOLY i need to close up the cafe oops
  • but yes a week later midterms are over and all your friends are gathered around you in study hall just crying and talking about how they’re going to sleep for the next 2355452 hours and you’re also glad it’s over plus you don’t have to work any shifts these weeks when suddenly a tall boy comes over 
  • and you look up and it’s mingyu and you’re like ??? and all your friends are like ooOOOoOOo and mingyu’s like “what’s up?” and you’re like “not much??” and he’s like “my best friend’s too much of a scardey cat to come over here and talk to you but he’s over there so if you could do me a favor and go talk to him because seriously the past hour has just been him being like ‘i wonder if she forgot about our promise and blah blah blah’” and you’re like sahkgla rIGHt the promise and your friends are like UM EXCUSE ME WHAT and you’re like ill talk to you guys later gtg
  • and you come over and wonwoo has his glasses on again and he looks healthy and you’re happy to see a smoothie next to him and not a gallon of iced coffee
  • and you’re like hey and he’s like oh hi and closes that gigantic economics textbook and he’s like “sorry if mingyu said anything weird but i was just gonna see like……are you free this weekend?” 
  • and you’re like in your head - am i gonna sacrifice sleep for this cute boy? yes. yes i am 
  • and so you and wonwoo make plans to meet up in the city off campus and like on the day of the date you like dont know what to wear or what to bring and you’re a mess
  • but like when you get there wonwoo looks so perfectly casual in his glasses, plain white t-shirt, ripped jeans and you’re like hOW can someone be so effortlessly handsome
  • but wonwoo sees you and he like jogs over and he’s like “hey, hope you don’t mind but i bought tickets to this comedy mingyu told me about??? i can exchange th-”
  • and you’re like no no it’s fine at least it’s not horror i dont want to make a fool out of myself ahdfskw and he’s like “don’t worry, you’re gonna see me laugh and you’re gonna think i look like a loser.” and you’re like nah never and he’s like wANNA bet??
  • and it’s cute during the movie you see him laugh and it’s the first time and it’s just the cutest thing ever his whole face like scrunches up and he just looks so soft and kid like when usually he has this mysterious cold kinda look to him
  • and oh god you’re falling even more for him
  • and when you come out of the theater wonwoo’s like let me treat you to a meal and you’re like it’s fine really!!! and he’s like i insist and then in that moment wonwoo’s phone rings and it’s mingyu whose like come back to the dorm i made jajangmyun!!! and wonwoo’s like “i can bring someone with me?” and mingyu’s like ofc i would love some new feedback on my dishes
  • and before you know it you’re in wonwoo and mingyu’s dorm eating on their table that’s literally a bunch of textbooks stacked up and covered with like an old tablecloth 
  • and you’re like holy moly mingyu this jajangmyun is so gOOD and mingyu is like (-; im talented and wonwoo makes a gesture at mingyu when you’re not looking like don’t !! flirt!!! and mingyu’s like lmfao ok ok calm down bro
  • and it’s cute you and wonwoo start dating and you learn that not only is he in the top 10% of his economics class but he’s also a mvp on the college volleyball team
  • and you go to one of his games and he comes out in the uniform and you’re like dying because ok he looks so good?? his legs are like a mile long
  • mingyu on the bleachers next to you like *side eyes emoji* and you swat him like stop and mingyu’s like listen i wasn’t the one gwaking at wonwoo
  • wonwoo smiling and waving at you and the entire row in front of you turns around to glare and you’re like akhldsfw
  • wonwoo was a regular at the cafe before but now he’s there at like the beginning of your shift and he likes gives you a lil kiss over the counter before you put on the apron and he’s like “you look so cute,,,,,,” and youre like omg shush and he’s like “it makes me jealous that other people get to see you in this….” and you’re like a/fhkafdchw STOP
  • mingyu like “hey since im the boyfriends best friend, do i get a discount-” and you’re like “no.”
  • mingyu: “after all the food i made for you two smh”
  • you and wonwoo sitting in his dorm under a big blanket, wonwoo’s head on your shoulder or lap and you playing with his hair.,,,,,,,,you two take naps together,,,,,,,,,,,,CUTE
  • now whenever wonwoo is overworking himself with study mingyu like speed dials you and you come over and you like close the textbook and take wonwoo’s glasses off and you’re like “look at me jeon wonwoo. i will not hesitate to kiss you to distract you into taking some vitamins and a break. test me.”
  • wonwoo waiting for you at the end of your shift to walk you to your dorm and he like let’s you borrow his sweater and you do the sweater paws and wonwoo is just K.O. his heart is yours forever, a done deal.
  • “your kisses taste like coffee.” “really?” “yeah, how is that even possible?” “i don’t know, but like kiss me again???”
  • you wear wonwoo’s glasses a joke and wonwoo just like his voice drops a little and he’s like “mingyu don’t come home till late ok?” and mingyu’s like oh my god im out you two are so sickeningly in love with each other. gross.
  • (it’s not gross, you and wonwoo are super duper cute) 

find college!woozi (here)
find college!bts (here) and college!vixx (here) 
and please look forward to the rest of college!seventeen!!
p.s. there might be special college!idol posts coming too ^^ 

anonymous asked:

I've seen a lot of submissions about people not getting scheduled after they turn in their two week notice & just want to add some input from a management standpoint: it's not necessarily done out of spite. More likely, they're doing it bc people on their last 2 weeks are often VERY unreliable, and so managers may not even bother scheduling them as a way to keep everybody else from potentially getting fucked over by a NCNS. It sucks, but unfortunately there's just lots of assholes out there :/

I was thinking this.

But considering how I got roasted last time I said anything about no call no shows I thought it best to keep quiet.


the answer's 0, Helen.
  • Helen: So I heard from Linda that your little nerd friend... Philip was it? is going to substitute for the Algebra 1 class.
  • Sans: *SIGH* its ALPHYS. and so what? she had to muster up alot of courage to make that decision.
  • Helen: And yet, we're not going to let it happen. There's already enough of you monsters plaguing the school, and we definitely don't need one that can barely go two sentences without sweating all over herself. It's disgu-
  • Sans: im just gonna stop you right there. one, quit talkin shit about my friend. and two, you dont know a damn thing about her. so what if she gets alil flustered easily? underneath all that stuttering is a genius. put her in a position she's passionate about, aka a subject she knows like the back of her hand, and she'll surprise you. so pipe tf down, Helen.
  • Helen: *scoffs* Now you listen here you sad excuse for a parent, this school doesn't need anymore-
  • Sans: you know what, since we're on the topic of math, how bout a word problem to adequately sum up how much i care about what you're tryna say: Sam has two baskets, one empty and the other filled with cool stuff. each cool thing represents a fuck he gives. he gives the empty basket to Haley. How many fucks does Sam give?
  • Helen: *fuming* T-That's the dumbest problem I've ever-
  • Sans: cant answer such a basic question? that explains your kid.
  • Helen: H-Hey-!!
  • Sans: Alphys will substitute the class. anymore issues about it and you and Linda'll be in for a real bad time, capiche? oh and btw... Sam didn't give a fuck.
  • *walks away*
Pas de Deux

First of all, sorry for being almost inactive. Work’s being rough lately.

I took @alyssawritesalot​ challenge, and wrote a Zelink Ballet Company AU. Went for  TP Zelink ‘cause they look the part (I blame ‘Crowd Pleaser’ for blessing us with the idea of a dancer Link), and because there’s never enough Midna in our lives. Enjoy.

Music suggestion: Yuri on Ice OST- La Parfum de Fleurs.



‘I swear it Midna, if he gives me that strange stare again I’m going to break in my new pointe shoes on his face’. Zelda chugged from her thermos mug, filled with her Calamity brew, the nickname she gave to the ungodly amount of pure, concentrated​, unsweetened caffeine she drank every morning, as they walked down the street to Zelda’s studio.

‘Have you considered the possibility of him actually not hating you?’, the tall redhead dressed in black sipped her tea, 'you have just been practicing with him for what? Two weeks?’

‘Nope’, her answer was absolute, ‘ever since he arrived, over a month ago, he has had this better-than-y’all attitude. Worst thing, the Director and the Maestro love him. On the bright side, apparently, they considered his opinion when they chose me for the main role’.

'He’s made you lose all your chill, dear’, Midna cackled, 'you are always so serene and composed, so ballerina-like, and now…’

'Hello, Zelda’, a blond man in black rushed past the brunette, her gamine figure freezing at the sight.

'Holy fucking shit’, she gasped, panicking, 'He heard us’.

‘Nope, he was wearing headphones’, she calmed the already stressed ballerina. 'remember to breathe, please, darling’

Zelda sighed in relief before saying goodbye to her friend, and entering the studio to spend the rest of the day rehearsing with him.

These months are going to be SO long, she said to herself as she dropped her bag on the locker room and started changing into her dancing gear. Dammit, Stella, you and your diva attitude, why you had to quit all of a sudden?

The Prima Ballerina of the Hyrule National Ballet had resigned after having “creative disagreements” with the Director - she had actually been offered an outrageous amount of rupees from the Terminian Ballet Company, and being imposed to work with a new, slightly younger dancer - “a talented brat, nonetheless, but still a brat”, in her own words - had been the breaking point.

Zelda had been chosen as the new Prima Ballerina, for two reasons: she was, at age 25, a seasoned dancer, capable of filling the space left, and because the new Prime Danseur approved of her - reasons undisclosed.

When she entered the studio, already filled with the morning light, he had just begun warming up.

'Good morning, Link’, she greeted the blond man with messy hair as she took her place on the barre.

'Good morning, Zelda’, he answered, not even looking at her, fully concentrated on his exercises.

Both remained silently doing the warm-up exercises, until noisy steps broke their focus.

'Hello Princess and Hero!’, the booming voice echoed. 'Ready to save Hyrule from evil?’

'Good morning, Maestro Auru’, both greeted him respectfully, nodding at his question.

'Lets us begin, then’.

II. Tour en l’air

'You’ve been amazing’, Link told her when they were finishing their Saturday morning practice. 'Thank you for bein’ such a good partner and bearing with me’.

They had agreed meeting that day to practice together, to improve on the pas de deux they were to perform in three months.

Zelda could not believe his words - and his subtle southern accent.

'You are welcome, but you are easy to work with’. Zelda might have not liked him because he was distant and barely talked, but the man was a dancing machine. All his movements were always clean and precise, as if dancing was his second nature. He also had this noble air to him - very knight-like.

'I’m so relieved’, he sighed, 'I could honestly swear you hated me at the beginning’.

'It’s not that’, she clarified. I just wanted to punch you with my pointe shoes.

‘I know I ain’t too chatty, and people are mislead by that’, he fidgeted with a towel, 'Most think I’m a smug ass, and I’m really sorry if I gave ya that impression’.

Zelda chuckled, confirming his prior statement.

'Well, at least I hope imma changing yours’.

Ever since that day, they started having lunch together. To her surprise, he was far from being a jerk - he was really shy and socializing was really hard for him.

She realized along the passing days that they had more similarities than differences.

Progressively, and with a little of his partner’s help, he became more talkative and started getting acquainted with the rest of the dancers.

As she saw him practice the choreography - his solo scenes were full of pirouettes and jumps - on a cold morning, Zelda felt something aflutter within her, as if she was walking on air.

She started dancing better than ever.

III. Entrechat

'Link is really nice! And to think you wanted to smash his pretty face before’, Midna cackled, after being introduced to the Danseur earlier. 'He has this adorable southern drawl, he isn’t from here, is he?’

'He’s from Ordon’. The ballerina informed her friend, grabbing the fork to start dining. 'That’s why he has that accent’.

Midna’s eyebrow raised at her friend’s freshly ​delivered information. 'You know what they say about Ordonian guys?’

'No idea’, Zelda drizzled some dressing on her salad, taking a bite.

'Gents on the streets, wolves on the sheets’.

The brunette almost choked on her food. Midna’s heavily eyelined eyes were full of mirth at her reaction.

‘I swear’ - she coughed, then drank a sip of water - 'you are the worst best friend in the world’, she gasped, 'I spend over eight hours a day with the guy, with plenty of body contact involved! We play a couple of lovers, for Goddesses’ sake! -she started blushing- I don’t need these type of thoughts two weeks before the opening night!’

'Okay, don’t get stressed’ the redhead gave up on her teasing, 'your bun will get frizzy’.

Zelda sighed deeply.

'And there's​ nothing wild about him’, she noted, 'he is very sweet, kind, and polite’.

Midna nodded as she chomped on her lasagna.

'You like him’. You wanna ride his d-

'Nope. Link is just a good friend and workmate’.

'You’re in denial’, Midna stated. 'I’m a therapist, I know what I’m talking about, sweetie. I don’t blame you if you like him’ -she shrugged - 'He is a total hunk’.

A notification beep startled Zelda, picking up her mobile phone. Her face suddenly lit up.

‘What is it, Zelda?’, the friend enquired, 'You never check on your phone so fast’.

Zelda shoved the screen to her friend’s face. There was a message.

And in my dreams I see myself on a wolf’s back/ riding along a forest path/ to do battle with a sorcerer Tsar/ In that land where a princess sits under lock and key/ Pinning behind massive walls.

Wanna meet on Sunday for brunch at my place and watch this bad boy on Blu-ray? Y/N - Link

'He is into you too’, she affirmed nonchalantly, 'and what’s with that poem thing?’ Is that how dancers woo each other?

'It’s a verse of a children’s rhyme that inspired Stravinsky to create “The Firebird”!’, Zelda’s eyes almost sparkled, 'Link loves Les Ballets Russes as much as I do!’

‘Oh, I see’, Midna sipped her glass of wine, observing carefully her petite friend’s reaction. Blushed cheeks, the gleam in her eyes, she looked happier: it was obvious that her affections for her dance partner were strong, although still unnamed. And to her surprise, the feelings seemed to be mutual.

I’d better stop teasing her, and let this go with the flow.

'Go say yes quickly, Zelda’, Midna chuckled, 'don’t leave the guy waiting’.

Zelda’s fingers quickly typed an answer, as she smiled widely at the upcoming prospect.

That sunny spring Sunday, Zelda, clad in a fuchsia dress and white sneakers (something nice and simple, because this isn’t a date at all), rang at noon Link’s apartment doorbell on Castletown’s South Avenue. Next to the door there was a very cozy looking diner that caught her eye - Telma’s was the name.

Once the owner welcomed his guest, Zelda was in awe at how luminous and homely the place was: a big, inviting sofa with blankets and pillows, lots of potted plants, books, CD’s and a sound system. Her place was bleak in comparison.

'These Benedict eggs are fantastic’, she savored her meal. 'Mine are always bland. Any secret?’

'The secret is that all you’re eating is from my folks’ farm’, he smiled, 'pure ol’ Ordon goodness’.

Once all plates were empty - not a difficult feat - they watched their beloved ballet, not realizing how close they were to each other already.

'I wish I could dance it someday’, Zelda rested her head on Link’s shoulder, sighing.

'We can practice it now, if we make room’, Link offered, 'I’ve done it before’.

'Let’s do the pas de deux then!’, Zelda chimed, all fired up.

After that day, Zelda and Link had nicknames for each other.

IV. Adagio

‘I couldn't​ have done this without your help, Firebird’, Link, in full costume and make-up, whispered Zelda minutes before their debut. 'I’m so grateful to you’.

'What are you saying? I should be thanking you!’, she held his shaky hands​. 'You are the best partner I could have ever asked for, Prince Ivan’.

He embraced her tight.

'Your words mean the world to me’, he sighed, 'Break a leg, Princess’.

'You too, Hero’.

The following morning, the reviews for The Guardians of The Golden Power were stellar. All shows for the season had almost sold out.

Director Impa and Maestro Auru’s brows raised at one sentence of The Hyrule Times review: “The crescent sexual tension between the main characters is so excellently portrayed by the performers that makes you think they have something going on between them”.

The question that rose over the weeks that followed the premiere was are they, or aren’t they?

Apparently they had not gotten involved, but wouldn’t it be nice?

V. Grand pas de deux

It was the last show. Probably they would dance together again, but it would be a wholly different experience.

As the strings of the orchestra started playing, they danced flawlessly, no longer for the enjoyment of others​, but for themselves.

Their hearts raced as the climax of the ballet unraveled, the scene where the protagonists declared their love to each other before facing their nemesis. The music was slow, almost like a waltz, and subtly sensual, for the scene ended with their bodies entangled, and almost kissing.

Once the curtain fell after bowing to the audience, applause still roaring on the theatre, a feeling of emptiness washed over Zelda.

As the rest of the ensemble went to change clothes and go celebrate, Zelda remained backstage for a moment, alone with Link.

'The final pas de deux was…’, Link sighed, 'Somethin’ outta this world’.

'Yeah’, she interlaced her fingers with his, 'It was almost… as if we were them for a moment’.

She later let his hand go and stood up, heading for her dressing room, silently, still entranced for what happened on-stage.

'I… should go get changed’.

A soft tug at the train of her costume - just like the prince did to the magical bird on the ballet - stopped her in her tracks. Her head turned.

'Firebird… I…’ - his gaze was fixed on hers.

She recognized the expression on his intensely blue eyes; Zelda dragged him by the collar of his shirt, placing​ a kiss on his slightly parted lips.

'Your house or mine’, she whispered, visibly red despite her makeup, 'after the party, I mean’.

‘You mean after we take a pic with the big shots, and hail a cab before I drag ya to defile my dressing room?’, he hummed against her neck.

‘Sounds like a plan’.

VI. Coda

Zelda awoke to a notification beep from her phone.

Heeey gurl! How was the final show? I hope you celebrated properly - with plenty of booze. xoxo M


She would probably be popping bottles of champagne if she knew last night’s outcome, which involved: several orgasms, no clothes whatsoever, general soreness, lack of sleep, a hickey on her inner thigh, and most importantly, a very asleep - and only covered by a blanket - male dancer.

Middie, the final show was great. I didn’t party a lot though. On a completely unrelated note, I must tell you I’m really sorry for not believing that saying about Ordon men. xoxo Z

Zelda hit sent and forgot about her phone, as fingers caressed her back, inviting her to return to her partner’s arms.

Guardians of the Galaxy Sentence Starters
  • "I have no words for an honorless thief."
  • "What's with giving tree here?"
  • "That's mine!"
  • "Ain't no one like me 'cept me."
  • "It's cool to have a code name, it's not that weird."
  • "Like I said, she/he's got a rep."
  • "Whatever nightmares the future holds are dreams compared to what's behind me."
  • "You wanna get to him/her, you go through us. Or, more accurately, we go through you."
  • "I'm with them."
  • "Take her down to the showers. It'll be easier to clean up the blood."
  • "Her/His life is not yours to take."
  • "Your words mean nothing to me!"
  • "Why would I put my finger on his throat?"
  • "What I'm saying is, you want to keep her/him alive."
  • "I like your knife, I'm keeping it."
  • "Asleep for the danger. Awake for the money as for frickin' usual."
  • "Your demeanor is that of a pouty child."
  • "This is one fight you won't win."
  • "I've heard these small bodies find you attractive, so maybe you could work out some sort of deal."
  • "You must be joking."
  • "No, I've really heard they find you attractive."
  • "You need my what?"
  • "Spare me your foul gaze, woman!"
  • "Why is this one here?"
  • "Cease your yammering and release us from this irksome confinement."
  • "Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast, I would catch it."
  • "I told you I have a plan."
  • "That was a pretty good plan."
  • "They crumpled my pants up into a ball, that's rude! They folded yours!"
  • "Screw this then, I'm not waiting around for someone with a death wish."
  • "This one shows spirit, he/she shall make a keen ally in the battle."
  • "You're an imbecile."
  • "What is that?"
  • "That's
  • "No one's blowing up moons."
  • "You just wanna suck the fun out of everything."
  • "If we're gonna work together, you might wanna try trusting me a little bit."
  • "I am not a princess!"
  • "Your ship is filthy."
  • "You got issues."
  • "I can't tell if you're joking or not."
  • "There are no regulations whatsoever here."
  • "It's dangerous and illegal work. Suitable only for outlaws."
  • "This is not respectable establishment."
  • "That's the first thing you've said that wasn't batshit crazy!"
  • "It's just a negotiation tactic."
  • "He is not my father."
  • "Why would you risk your life for this?"
  • "I am a warrior, and an assassin. I do not dance."
  • "Who put the sticks up their butts?"
  • "The melody is pleasant."
  • "I am not some starry eyed waif here to succumb to your pelvic sorcery!"
  • "He/She has no respect!"
  • "You just wanna laugh at me!"
  • "No one's laughin' at you."
  • "He thinks I'm some stupid thing, he does!"
  • "I didn't ask to get made!"
  • "Suck it up for one more lousy night and you're rich."
  • "Fine, but after all this I can't promise I won't kill every last one of you."
  • "See that's exactly why none of you have any friends!"
  • "You shall send a message for me."
  • "We're all very fascinated, but we'd like to get paid."
  • "I will no longer be your slave!"
  • "What the f-?"
  • "What do you still have it for?!"
  • "I can't believe you had that in your purse!"
  • "It's not a purse, it's a knapsack!"
  • "Or we could give it to someone really nice who's not going to arrest us and will give us a ton of money."
  • "I think it's a good balance between both worlds."
  • "Wait here, I'll be back."
  • "I hated you least."
  • "You'll die in seconds!"
  • "I saw you out there. Something came over me, and I couldn't let you die."
  • "Something incredibly heroic."
  • "They're all idiots!"
  • "None of this would have happened if you didn't try to singlehandedly take on a frickin' army!"
  • "All this rage... Is just to cover my loss."
  • "Everybody's got dead people. It's no excuse to get everybody else dead along the way."
  • "There's only two of us!"
  • "You're. Makin'. Me. Beat. Up. Grass!"
  • "I'm coming for you."
  • "You dare to oppose me?"
  • "Normal people don't even think about eatin' other people!"
  • "Is that what she's been filling your head with? Sentiments?"
  • "You kill me now, you are saying goodbye to the biggest deal you have ever seen."
  • "How about trying to
  • "This is what we get for trying to act altruistically."
  • "I have a plan."
  • "You're copying me from when I said I have a plan."
  • "I have part of a plan."
  • "That's a fake laugh."
  • "Life's giving us a chance to give a shit."
  • "I have lived most my life surrounded by my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends."
  • "I will fight beside you."
  • "Now I'm standing. You happy? We're all standing. Bunch of jackasses standing in a circle."
  • "This is a terrible plan."
  • "He says that he's an a-hole, but he's not 100% a dick."
  • "I don't believe anyone is 100% a dick."
  • "For the record, I advised against trusting you."
  • "They got my dick message!"
  • "No one talks to my friends like that."
  • "Finger to the throat means death."
  • "You can't. You'll die. Why are you doing this?! Why?!"
  • "Dance off bro, me and you!"
  • "I'm distracting you, you big turd-blossom!"
  • "I might be as pretty as an angel, but I sure as hell ain't one."
  • "I have to warn you against breaking any laws in the future."
  • "What should we do next? Something good, something bad, bit of both?"

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.

NEVER BE AFRAID TO SCRAP AND START OVER TILL SOMETHING LOOKS THE WAY YOU WANT. I know it’s not always feasible time wise but I have never once regretted going in and starting over (on purpose at least LOL)

anonymous asked:

Garp does not approve of breaking Ace and Riskua up. Garp wants great-grandchildren to spoil. (He's not going to have to worry about the safety of this one, there's a small army of pirates and Revolutionaries that would protect this future child, teach them strength. Garp can relax and just love this one) Garp knows Ace and Riskua are his only hope; he despairs over the stretching brat and the Revolutionary brat, they're only good for giving him headaches, not great-grandchildren!

“You don’t get to break those brats up, you hear me?!” 

Shaking the recruit one last time, Garp drops the idiot to the floor, allowing him to scuttle back to his fearful fellows. 

In all honesty, Garp doesn’t give two shits about bloodline. 

Ace is his damn brat, whether the Marines like it or not. And as things stand, he’s the only chance Garp has for Great-Grandbrats. 

That Revolutionary brat has to have commitment issues with how often he jumps around, and Luffy… He needs not say any more; Luffy’s a hopeless case. 

No, if Garp’s gonna be getting great-grandbrats, it’ll be through Ace.

 Which means Ace and Riskua cannot be allowed to break up. It’d taken them far too long to get together as it is, and that was with the Revolutionaries, Whitebeards, Strawhats, and even a little Marine influnece from himself pushing them together. 

He’s not about to let all that effort go to waste. 

anonymous asked:

Road trip au usually leads to sharing a bed trope. And to steal from Rebel in the infamous Instagram live video: They could share a room. But maybe just as friends they'll share a room how friends sometimes do that. And there's two single beds. Now, who wouldn't want those feels? 😉

I want those feels. I do. I’m SUCH. A SLUT. for certain tropes. Which is why a roadtrip au would DEFINITELY lead to bed sharing and, also, brief fake dating. For reasons. They’d probably end up driving by a Pride celebration, that Chloe INSISTS they check out, and then everyone they meet thinks their dating because Chloe is all over Beca, as per usual.

And then the roof of their convertible would get stuck and they’d get caught in a rainstorm and have to pull over at the nearest motel, which Beca thinks looks super sketch, but Chloe doesn’t care because “OMG, Becs, they have a pool!! And a hot tub!!” And Beca still refuse because “they are probably filled with bacterial infections and STDs Chloe!” but eventually relent. And then they’ll get playful and close in the pool, until Beca can’t take it anymore and gets out. Then Chloe will think she’s mad and later slips into bed with her, spooning her from behind and whispering that she’s sorry into Beca’s neck, and Beca will pretend she’s asleep but she isn’t and she also doesn’t pull away. And Chloe doesn’t leave. And something is going on but neither is talking about it and–


anonymous asked:

Democrats frequently do a poor job protecting the vulnerable, and generally need to compromise (a lot) to get anything passed that makes things better. So their improvements are never as good or as timely as people want. Republicans frequently do an excellent job of fucking over the vulnerable and only compromise on ways to make things better for rich white men. There's just no way anybody could POSSIBLY see a difference between those two approaches.

Haha :-(

The Perfect Family//Part 9

A/N: I have made a lot of google searches about pregnancies for this series, anyways yeah I started writing and I didn’t like it so I hope this is better!

Originally posted by heroofretribution

For the next couple of days there was a weird silence between you and Spencer, you we’re still hung up on what JJ had said at the dinner party. Spencer had noticed the change in your behavior but he brushed off as just another pregnancy mood swing. 

Spencer sat beside you on the couch putting his arm around you, he was about to open his book when he noticed what was on your computer screen. “Baby cribs?” he said with a smile on his face. 

Everything that revolved around the babies excited him, and usually that made you happy but you today it just felt annoying. “Yup” you said as you continued to look at the website. 

“JJ asked me the other day where we would be staying since there obviously ins’t enough room in my apartment for three more people” 

“Why would she ask that?” you said too concentrated on the website. 

“I think she just wanted to know if we we’re moving in?” You could hear in Spencer’s voice that he was suddenly nervous. 

The living situations had never crossed your mind, Spencer spent a lot of time over at your place so much that you felt like he lived with you. But you had never talked about, just like you’d never talked about being in a relationship, or how you we’re going to raise two kids. Suddenly it hit you, and it felt like you knew nothing about him. 

What did you even agree on when it came to raising these two kids? Before it was so simple, so black and white, literally laid out on paper. But now there was so much gray, so many lines you we’re sure if you we’re crossing or not. You barely agreed on names what if you didn’t agree on anything? 

“I don’t know about that?” you said closing your laptop and placing it on the coffee table in front of you. Spencer was confused, “What do you mean? How else am I suppose to be there?” 

“I don’t know, we never talked about this Spencer, we never talked about anything. I mean seriously, we never even talked about being together. It just happened” you we’re talking so fast the words just continued to spill from your mouth, “I mean are we even together because we never made that clear?” 

“I thought things just happened because they felt right, I never wanted to question them. I thought you felt the same?” Spencer began to pull away from you, you could see it in his eyes just how much your words had hurt him. 

“I don’t know, I just don’t know. How is this even suppose to work? Before it just seemed so easy everything made sense when I didn’t have to include you in it” As soon as you said it you realized just how cruel the words sounded. 

“So you don’t want me to be involved? Would you prefer if we just went back to how it was when I signed that piece of paper? Is that what you’re saying?” 

Looking into his eyes you realized quickly just how hard your words had hit him, this was never what you wanted you didn’t want to hurt him, he didn’t deserve it. “No. I’m sorry. I just feel like there’s a lot to go over, and what if we can’t figure it all out it’s not we get an extension on this. Two lives are depending on all of our choices.” 

“So let’s talk about it, but first theres something I have to finally ask?” you shook your head curious as to what he had to ask, “Will you be my girlfriend?” 

“Took you long enough” you said with a big smile. 


@hanny-bananny @arizonalovesher @sithlordalice @queenelsaschuyler @thosefantasticbeast2 @obsessed-with-book-boyfriends @baerrylll @matthewgublers @valiantlyprofoundcheesecake @elyse121303 @mermaid-princess-wannabe @thecrownssmith @bolieve-that @angel-hunter-winchester @wundterwall @cassidyandtuliplove @spencerreidtrash @socialscratch @okimdiya @bigcmfan @frickin-bats @coffeeismylife28 @riddle-me-bliss @lalakawe @devilgirlsarah @milkandcookies528 @gublersmind @pack-omega @zugzwangxo @cranky-blue-boy @do-i-really-know @heatherpotter @thegublerfiles

anonymous asked:

harry being extremely pda-ish and burying his nose in your neck, peppering kisses there and blowing raspberries all while trying to get a proper kiss from you and you keep reminding him 'babe, theres paparazzi outside' and he just huffs and pouts mumbling 'so?' and giving you a proper kiss thats sure to be all over the internet in an hour

It would be at the point in your relationship where it was blatantly obvious there was something between the two of you, and pictures have been floating around for long enough for fans to come to an acceptance of your placement in his life, and curiosity has taken over. 

Who were you? What did you do? What was your name? Where did you buy that dress? Why were you spotted wearing Harry’s cross necklace for the sixth day in a row?

But nobody got many answers, seeing as you and Harry never gave many. A picture or two of the both of you sharing a frozen yogurt, or skimming through shopping racks while pulling out a gaudy outfit and caught in a fit of laughter, or even the occasional sly kiss to the cheek that you thought went unnoticed. 

But sometimes, not even Harry can keep his hands to himself, no matter where he’s at. And maybe the two of you are sitting in a Starbucks, and while waiting in line, he has his hands wrapped around you from the back, with his chin resting on your shoulder. 

He gives small kisses to your jawline, and down towards your neck, but they’re simply innocent.

“Sh, cut it out.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“There’s cameras outside.”


And when the two of you leave the shop, his arm tight around your shoulders, he leans in quickly to plant a kiss to your lips, and all it takes is one picture to be back on the news covers, but neither one of you complain.

anonymous asked:

Yesterday my mother claimed that binding may cause me to develop breast cancer because it flattens my breasts. Breast cancer is very evident in our family but I researched and found that there's no correlation between the two. I'm hoping she was just misinformed and not an attempt to prevent me from transitioning. Do you have any more information about this?

Long term binding can lead to some damage - the elasticity in your skin and breast tissue will get worn down over time, so your chest will get saggier. But binding does not cause breast cancer. That’s all bullshit.

It is such a bullshit claim that there’s not really any reputable sources that I know of that has even bothered with debunking it - because why would they? it’s so obviously fake - but you could ask your regular doctor about it. If they’re any good at their job at all, they’ll know that cancer doesn’t just appear out of nowhere like that just because you wear some tight clothing.

anonymous asked:

Hi, I know you say you answer every anon, but you've also said at times that you hold onto asks for a bit before answering them, so how long should a person wait before assuming that tumblr ate the ask? Cause I'd hate to bother you with the same question over and over if you were just waiting for the right time to answer.

Oh this gets a bit complicated but:

Asks that are just like…really nice and generally praise focused, but not worldbuilding focused or don’t really ask a question? They can take up to 2 weeks. (Not because I don’t like them, but because I get shy! Lol). Rarely, it can be longer, because I’ll be going through a period where I just hate myself too much to stomach posting something where someone has been kind. *thumbs up* People sharing personal stories also goes into this category? Sometimes it’s really hard to know how to reply to something that is a complete stranger sharing something deeply personal about their lives often with very little context or framework, that is obviously intended to be responded to publically. It’s both very humbling that people feel they can share here, but sometimes also very hard to know how to approach these. Esp. since some involve sexuality or mental health. I don’t like to rush those ever.

Asks that are worldbuilding focused or story focused tend to get answered the fastest, and they take about a week at most. (Sometimes it’s a tad longer than one or two days mostly because I need time to think about how to phrase my response).

I also tend to ‘batch respond’ to asks, so I don’t always reply in general until I’ve got about three or four to reply to, and then I sit down and make time for everything and queue it up.

The only asks I’ve sometimes not answered are: ones that seem like trolling (I don’t answer these on principle), when I literally get four separate asks that ask the same thing in different ways - I’ll pick one and give an answer that covers all four asks lol, anon fic recs and anon music recs (this is not a ‘things I haven’t read or listened’ rec blog - if recs happen off anon I’ll reply privately, and I rarely respond to anons, but usually to either say ‘this is not an anon rec blog’ or ‘I know the thing, isn’t it awesome.’

And the one real exception to the ‘I answer pretty much all anons’ rule which hasn’t happened for like a year or so, is when someone just goes: ‘omg Pia, re: Game Theory, is Gwyn X???’ and ‘X’ happens to be a HUGE FUCKING SPOILER that the whole story hinges around and if I just post the thing, everyone else will suddenly go ‘OMG HE IS’ no matter what I say.

They don’t get posted until the spoiler has been revealed, or I’m confident I can deflect the spoiler, or I’m happy to reveal the spoiler under a read more. If it helps, that’s only happened like three times.

Conversely, for people who worry, I reply to like 99% of non-anonymous asks privately, and don’t tend to publish them. The only ones I can/will publish are ones that only concern worldbuilding, reveal nothing personal, where I feel the information will be helpful to others and the question hasn’t been asked before or in that manner. Or meme prompts, cuz you know, they’re meant to be responded to publically.

ETA: If you want to send an ask again that I haven’t responded to - send it! I’ll just pick one of them and delete the other one (in the case where I received both), and I won’t be annoyed or bothered at all. Ask box glitches happen ALL the time, and I’m only human, sometimes I think I’ve responded to an ask when I haven’t (I have a bad habit of starting a response, walking away from the computer, walking back and refreshing my inbox, and like…then somehow forgetting that ask is even there. It’s one of my worst habits, lol). <3