these are the questions i struggle with

anonymous asked:

I'm aroace but I have doubts if it's a real orientation or not. I just realized, that asexuality (plus sex repulsion in my case) is kind of evolutionary dead end. Why would evolution choose for individuals like me? It doesn't make sense. I'm considering the possibility that it's a sickness... I'm not trying to start discourse or offend anyone - I'm really sorry if I did... 😢 But it's a serious and deeply troubling question for me and I just can't stop thinking about it. Help please...

I was struggling with myself whether I should answer that or not, but I’m going to give you the benefit of a doubt and try my best here. [Aphobia Warning! for all my followers who don’t want to read this]

First of all, yes, aroace is a real orientation. It means a person does not feel romantic and sexual attraction. It is not a sickness or disease. And sex-repulsion is not a bad thing. It’s just the way you are and that’s ok.

Secondly, you can’t just apply evolutionary biology to people like that. You just can’t. People are so much more than their biological traits. The last people who literally applied evolutionary biology to human beings were supporters of eugenics and literal Nazis. (And I don’t want anything to do with either.) However, I don’t believe that your views are influenced by this (I sincerely hope not), but rather by learning raw biological theories at school without any context. I remember learning the “five signs of life” (or something like that) in biology class in high school, and one of those “signs” was “the need to produce offspring” and I was like “lol according to that theory I’m not alive”, but of course I am. Because some biological models you can’t just apply to human beings literally. We’re more than our genes and our ability to procreate.

Just think about what exactly you’re saying here. You’re basically saying that you think that life (including your life) only has value if you procreate and “pass on your genes”. So what about infertile people? People who simply don’t want any children? People in same-sex relationships, who will never have any biological children? Don’t their lives have value? (The last one is a super old homophobic argument by the way, which was used to portray homosexuality as “unnatural” and “wrong”. I hope you don’t support this. Or any of this for that matter.)

Your life does have meaning, even if you don’t have children. I found this list of important people who never had children on Google ( and it includes people like Plato, Isaac Newton, Michelangelo, Jane Austen, Nikola Tesla, Dr. Seuss, Alan Rickman, Harriet Tubman (who had an adopted child), Queen Elizabeth I, Amelia Earhart and Rosa Parks. Their lives had meaning, they changed the world without ever having children. You can contribute so many other things than your genes and offspring in order to make the world a better place. Inventions, art, writing, music, teaching children, providing expertise - and even if you “just” help an old lady with her groceries you’ve made the world a better place for someone.  

So, don’t let other people tell you that your life is only significant if you have children. You can have a fulfilled, childless life. This attitude that having children is the only/most important way you can contribute to society is both homophobic and misogynistic, and it ends in “women are obligated to have children”, “women are birth machines” and “any relationship which differs from the heteronormative “norm” is unnatural”.  I really hope I’ve made you reconsider your point of view, because it’s very damaging and hurtful- not only to other people, but also to yourself.

(Also, I’m pretty sure that asexuality also appears in other species- just like homosexuality. There was this semi-serious post going around ace tumblr for a while, about a snail that rejected all partners that zookeepers wanted to pair them with. I’m sure there are better examples, though, if you go around digging through scientific sources.)

historical fav tag

i was tagged by @historival 💕

1. Who’s your historical person?

pierre beaumarchais is the love of my life okay so y’all better buckle up for several paragraphs of unadulterated sappiness as i answer all of these questions

2. What is it about them that draws you to them like a magnet?

from the moment i started reading about him, pierre always seemed larger than life, if that makes sense? like he packed so many years worth of accomplishments and struggles into just one lifetime. 

he did all these crazy things- he went on cross-country adventures, became a secret agent for the king, fell in love an absurd amount of times, balanced multiple successful careers, and almost single-handedly persuaded the french government to support the american cause, for starters- and to me the idea of a man who got so much out of his life was incredibly magnetic and inspiring.

3. Favorite thing about them?

pierre was incredibly resilient, and he had enough faith in himself to overcome any obstacles that lay in his path. this trait was crucial to his survival, because his life was pretty much a wild roller coaster- one moment he would be at the top of his game, the next he would be at rock bottom. he was continuously beaten down by detractors and unfortunate circumstances and yet he still rose up again to keep doing his thing. his resilience enabled him to power through all of the crazy shit that life threw at him.

4. Least favorite thing about them?

he didn’t know when to stop. like, he was incredibly extra and usually not in a good way. 

there was this one time where he literally created a fake person and pretended that this person was blackmailing king louis xvi. louis was forced to send him on a mission and pay him to stop the “blackmail,” and boy did pierre deliver. he proceeded to “chase” the elusive blackmailer across europe, staged a fake fight with him, and eventually made up so many absurd tales about his wild goose chase that he was found out and returned to france in disgrace. (at least the king paid him for his troubles though)

5. If you could fix one thing for them?

i would make congress pay him back for all of the support he gave the americans during the revolutionary war. fuck congress.

6. If you could change their history, would you? If so, what?

honestly, i wouldn’t want to change too much of his history. he had a lot of bad moments, but he grew from them so i feel like taking them away would fundamentally change who he was as a person. he was defined by his struggles and erasing them is something i couldn’t do in good conscience.

7. First thing you would say to them?

i’d thank him for helping to create our country, because even though he wasn’t a founding father, without him the united states would not exist. 

he would understand none of this until i translated it into french. oops.

8. Bring them to 2017 with you…what does that look like?

once he stopped freaking out, he’d probably be thrilled to see that his plays are still widely performed and beloved. i’d take him to see one of them and he’d probably critique the show mid-performance because it wasn’t up to his standards which would be a little awkward. after we got kicked out of the theater for being too loud i’d take him to a coffee shop and we’d talk about how much congress sucks. then i would fly with him to france and have him give me a tour of the major historical landmarks while making him tell me everything about himself.

9. What WOULDN’T you tell them about the future?

that very few people still remember him for his incredible contributions during the american revolution, and that almost all of his biographers straight-wash him.

10. Favorite story about them.

his romance with joseph paris-duverney. these two were ridiculously in love- joseph would give pierre gifts and emotional support, and pierre would write joseph love songs and provide him company in return. when joseph died, pierre was devastated and hit one of the lowest points in his life. 

what always gets me is that years later, pierre put a plaque in his garden for joseph’s memory, which read, “it is thanks to him that i am worth something, if i am worth anything.”

11. Reblog with a picture or painting or depiction of them.

look at that smug expression ?? what a little shit

i’m going to tag ppl who i think haven’t done it yet but if i missed you and you want to do it please go for it, i love to hear people gushing about their faves!!  @alexaderhamilton @sunshineapollo @abbaeadams @nathanhxle @iafayettes @josephwarring @simc03 @johnmarshall @sons-of-libertea @tallmage

New Beginnings and Endeavors

Hello sprouts!

Now that I have finally finished my undergraduate education, I am growing restless not only with the monotony of working but with my excess energy. For many years I have been fascinated by herbs and their medicinal properties. Being a nurse in the medical field has its advantages because it allows me to study them more closely and work in close proximity to medicines which are derived from these same herbs and plants. While I love my job as a nurse, the profession is not a huge proponent of alternative therapies and naturopathic medicine. My heart has always been vested in this particular subject and I wanted to weave that into my life in some way.

One of my dreams has been to create medicinal and herb-centered beauty and spa products and sell them to those who love botanical creations. So, this begs the question, if I create and Etsy store, would anyone be interested in creations like this?

If so, I am also struggling to choose a name for this endeavor. I have a few in mind but just need a little help coming up with a final decision and would love some input!

A few names I have been thinking of include:

  • Hollyfrost Apothecary
  • Eldergleam Apothecary
  • Honeystrand Apothecary
  • Black Briary Apothecary
  • Candlehearth Apothecary
  • Sleeping Giant Apothecary
  • Mistveil Apothecary
  • Heartwood Apothecary
  • Shimmermist Apothecary

anonymous asked:

Oh Holy mod totty, would you share on how you cleared the choro stage 10? ;v; from a struggling fan

     🌠 Mod Todo

I already made sure to reblog a few strategies for you guys to try out but since everyone seems to only use teams of 10 Choros I gotta step in in case someon’s number of Choros is more limited.

Building your team:

I can say by now that the minimum of characters you can have to play these Stages and made it out alive is of six, so if you actually match with the requirements and have six-seven Choros then you have possibilities of winning.

  • You MUST max-level your Choros yes or YES, Choro can’t survive to a single hit if his level is lower, and knowing that ALL OF THE GROUND ENEMIES are boss units so, well, hope you have enough cash for them (tbh I always advice to have all your golden Choros max-leveled even if there are no Choro Stages coming up, it will save your life later).
  • Long-ranged units are a priority and a MUST, is you don’t have them you will for sure LOSE, they’re the ones that put the most work at least.  Have at least one or two with you (long-ranged units are Kimono, Baseball, Summer Festival, Casino, Akuma Riders, and I probably forgot a couple more sets, RIP).
  • Your team should have at least (5) ground units (including long-ranged units) and (1) flying unit (or you can be like me and add an AntiAir unit so the Hatabous have NO WAY of approaching your base).

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Updates - Rowan

Hey VeganMakeup Followers,

Someone asked me why updates have stopped. This is just Rowan writing this. I was updating consistently for months, making lots of content. 

I don’t want to really get into this, but… recently, I found out I was born with birth defects in my ankles requiring two complete reconstructions of my feet. I’m at a 4-7/10 on the pain scale every day right now. I’ve been getting steroid shots and taking oral steroids so I can keep going to pay my bills and prepare for my surgery, but I can’t do them often enough without risk of making my bones weaker.

I’ve been struggling a lot - financially, physically, and emotionally. Right now, I don’t have the money or energy to do anything else but work to pay bills and take care of basic needs. This blog gets dozens and dozens of questions, some kind, some accusatory, some repetitive. I’m just too exhausted. Sorry that I’ve abandoned this blog!

I hope that the wealth of information accumulated on this blog will still help many people to come.


Totality Part 1

“There was an Eclipse today, Nightlight.”

“I’m aware.”

The coatl hummed a little at the quiet answer. Hiwarau was never sure how the blind seer knew these things, but didn’t question it. It wasn’t really worth questioning. The pearlcatcher kept secrets, there was nothing wrong with that.

She shifted her feathered wings a little. “I assume you are also aware of the hatchling Aenor brought back with her?”

“I am.”

“And you heard what was said about it?”

“Parts. Her egg was found alone, nearly hatched. She struggled to hatch for a while as Aenor watch. It broke open only once the totality of the Eclipse began.”

She looked back at the other mage. “Do you refer to that?”

Hiwarau huffed a little bit, running one toe through the dirt. “Yes.” It was amazing how the other seer, despite being blind, knew as much as she did. Hiwarau herself was much better at interpreting omens and fortunes, not seeing the way the other did.

“Were there parents nearby?” The hooded coatl looked over in surprise at the question. “Or even a nest? A lair? Anything?”

“No.” Hiwarau answered slowly, shuffling her wings uncomfortably. “Nothing.” Finding abandoned eggs was nothing new for the clan, they were often found on scouting missions or during skirmishes with the beastclans on explorations. “So far from arcane territories too.” She hummed, curling her tail a little. And that was the troubling part.

The seer nodded, adjusting the pearl in her grip. 

A long silence stretched between them. Nightlight broke it, surprisingly. “Hiwarau?”


“Will you read your cards for me?”

The coatl blinked a few times at that, then dipped her head. “As you wish.” She straightened a little, settling onto her back legs so she could grab the deck of cards from a pocket in her cloak.

Nightlight only heard some shuffling, and the sound of papers being spread and folded again. Counted, and separated.

Then silence.

The seer took a deep breath, one forefoot gripping the staff she used to get around tightly. “Silence is never a good omen, Hiwarau, but that is not my specialty.”

The coatl hummed a little nervously. “No…No it’s not…”

The seer sighed again. “Omens are your specialty, but I suppose you’ll agree with me when I say that someone between life and death finding an egg hatching under an eclipse, somewhere between night and day, is a poor omen for us?”

“Yes…Yes I would agree…”

hiddenleafvillage17  asked:

Ok so I have a question do you study every single day of do you just study on test quizzes and very important things I am in 5 honors classes so it's hard for me to take notes everyday how can I minimize all that studying

I study for at least hour every day at the very least, definitely more during school, and even more for exams and quizzes!!! and honestly if you’re taking 5 honors classes there’s no easy way to minimize the studying, it’s going to be tough, especially if you struggle with taking notes every day. (but also keep in mind I’m a sophomore year in college aiming for med school who already has to work extra hard to understand stuff- it might be easier for you)

Questioning Mod Needs Help!

Hey everyone, it’s mod Kim. I was wondering if anyone here who is either demifluid or demiflux could explain the difference between them? I’ve been researching the terms bc I’m questioning my gender again and I’m struggling to understand the differences personally!

be-better-than-you-were  asked:

I have social anxiety and freak out - go red, shake, can barely speak, hold eye contact etc at church. I also had had experiences at my ex church (Catholic) so I worry I will be treated badly here. I barely go because I am nervous. The male pastor said he would be willing to wait for me before the service and I could sit with his wife (the other pastor) or him. I said yes because I thought it would help but do you think he said it just to be nice and I'm being really annoying???


I’m very sad to read about your struggles with social anxiety. 

However, I am unable to help you with this question. My answers usually deal with questions people have about the Catholic Faith and I try to restrict myself to helping with that. I could not say one way or another whether a minister at another church is being up front and sincere with you, or is annoyed with you.

Even when I meet people in person, it is hard for me to guess their intentions. Personally, I find it helpful to trust that people are being good and sincere, and not worry what they actually think about me. 

Getting caught up in what we think other people are thinking, can also be very stressful. Sometimes we get stressed just because of the way a person looked at us, or some phrase they said which we didn’t like. My experience in life is that as long as we try to be kind and fair to others, they will do the same for us.

Even a complete stranger we come into contact with can be like an angel that God sends us to bring relief or just share a friendly word with. It doesn’t seem like that–I’m an introvert so strangers give me stress–but often if we just go with the flow when we deal with people, it turns out better than we first expected. 

God bless and take care, Fr. Angel

anonymous asked:

my boyfriend has DID and it's been a struggle. anyway, his alters don't know how to interact with me because its confusing. i was just wondering hw exactly you guys all interact with gaz nd what Your guys' relationship is with him. not every alter is dating me but everyone still struggles with seperating and identifying themselves so i guess i'm just. asking how i should interact with each alter? should i act like i already am comfy with them or act like it's someone completely new?

That’s a cool question. If he’s at that stage where he’s still figuring out who is who and what emotions/thoughts etc belong to who that can be really difficult.

I’d say feel free to help him reflect e.g. “is it you that feels that right now or maybe someone else?” Gaz does that sometimes and it’s helpful 🙂

I think it’s always best to ask someone in the system. Maybe ask your boyfriend “how would they like to be addressed? Handshakes and hellos or just continue on conversation like normal?”

We don’t like the hellos generally and like to just slip on and carry on conversation. But it’s bound to be different for everyone. You’re better off asking.

The main thing is to let them decide and be cool and encouraging with whatever 😁

anonymous asked:

I need attention but I also struggle with AVPD and low self esteem but my loneliness kills me sometimes, any advice Sam?

Loneliness is not just being alone, it is a perception of seeing ourselves as alone.

Obviously, our circumstances will play a part in how we feel. Break ups, losses, separations and moves can make us feel pretty lonely. However, a great amount of what leads to chronic loneliness is the way we think and feel about ourselves and the world around us. Research now shows that people who struggle with loneliness may perceive the world differently. In one study researchers found differences in the “lonely brain” both structurally and biochemically. Someone who struggles with loneliness may have more difficulty recognizing positive events, as the lonely brain shows suppressed neural responses to positive images and events. They also seem to have more trouble picturing the thoughts of others or “mentalizing.”

One scientific study showed that “Lonely individuals are more likely to construe their world as threatening, hold more negative expectations and interpret and respond to ambiguous social behavior in a more negative, off-putting fashion, thereby confirming their construal of the world as threatening and beyond their control.” If this is the case, then those who are lonely may be more likely to miss social cues. They may fail to recognize a welcoming look, a subtle invitation or an act of acceptance, thus perpetuating the cycle of loneliness.

It’s helpful to recognize that loneliness is very much a state of mind, and unfortunately, that mind is, in effect, lying to us.

How does living a spiritual life ease loneliness?

People who live spiritual lives and have grown spiritually, comment on a phenomenon. That is what I call, “the spiritual companion”.  It is a sense of never being alone, that one is part of something great. Some people see it as a guardian angel, or God watching over them. Others see it as being part of the spiritual oneness of creation or just finding their place in the web of life.  We sense a presence and within this presence, love. Then we can truly love others because we no longer require that they fill a hole in our hearts. Now we can love freely and fully without expectation, without demands and with a pure and wise heart.

anonymous asked:

legit question here - do you believe that Dan has struggled with eating disorders in the past? you probably know this but in 2009 he used to say he felt fat and was skipping meals and mentioned eating disorders more than once. just makes me concerned, especially with how thin he was back in 2012 you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable

I know what you’re talking about in 2009 and such
i don’t think we know enough about everything to say though

anonymous asked:

Hey! I LOVE your fics and blog, I was just wondering what has been the hardest thing for you to write about in any of your fics?

Hey there!  Thanks for the sweet note!! <333  Hmm, the hardest thing … I guess the answer would be the middle section of Rob and Mich (when they were apart).  It probably sounds crazy, but I got sort of down when I was writing it.  I ended up scrapping nearly that whole part bc I was sad lol!  Another thing I wrangle with is repetition.  I’m basically writing about the same character over and over so I know I can’t escape it.  Other than that, I keep everything pretty light and fluffy so no real hardcore struggles.  Thanks for the question - interesting to think about!!  And thanks for reading! xxoo

realizing you’re on the ace spectrum like

“I’d hit that.” “You… you don’t even know them though??”

“Oh come on, everyone has a list of celebrities they’d totally have sex with if they had a chance.” “Haha yeah ok” *internally* what

"Ya so like for the past few years I’ve felt zero attraction to people I wasn’t friends with first?? Lol what’s up with that”

Why did you have to have sex with them?? Couldn’t you just hold it?? Like pee??

“You’ll meet someone who makes you feel like that someday, don’t worry” “……sounds fake but ok”

“Sex is an important part of a relationship! Everyone has sexual needs!” “….sounds fake but ok”

“Dude that girl is so hot” “I know right?? Look at her fucking eyeliner. Goals. The fuck.” “No I meant like… look at that ass” “Are we looking at the same person are you really focussing on her ass look at how visually appealing her outfit is and dont you dare fuckin tell me that eyeliner isnt fierce as hell

“Aesthetic attraction and sexual attraction are two different things” *puzzle pieces vERY RAPIDLY FALLING INTO PLACE*

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning* i could die a virgin and i would regret absolutely nothing

“What’s your ideal girl like?” “Uh… my best friend?” “Oh cute, you want your girlfriend to be the one who knows you best!” “No I meant I am literally only attracted to my best friend she is my ideal girl please help I am dying”

“We’ve been dating for six months and we still haven’t had sex!!” “Have you marathoned Star Wars together yet?” “Yeah we did that like two weeks ago” “Well what more do you want

*thinking about an attractive woman* *dissecting my entire personality and sexuality to figure out why I’m attracted to her this time* is it the muscles. Oh my god is this a sex thing. Oh my god what the hell is this. Oh my god what the fuck is the wtf the fuck the fUCK

*Next day* Zarya could punch me in the face while eating me out and I’d let her but only because she’s a fictional character and therefore could literally never do that


(why is that tho. maybe i should look into that *doesnt look into it*)

“What do you find most attractive in a girl?” “Gotta love those strong emotional bonds” “No I meant like what’s a turn-on for you?” “DID I McFUCKING STUTTER”

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning again* sexual attraction should be added to the cryptid wikia

“Yeah sex sounds like a great stress reliever and a nice way to strengthen the bonds between you and your partner(s)” “Well there’s more to it than that…” *The Arctic Monkey’s Do I Wanna Know starts playing in my head* “Haha ok buddy”

"There’s more to being ace than just not being interested in having sex or not feeling sexual attraction. In fact there’s a whole spectrum. You may even feel sexual attraction sometimes but still be ace. You can also be gay and ace at the same time.” “…bro.” “Also it’s totally normal.” *sobbing* “…bro. Bro there are words for it there’s an entire list oh my god-”



Hey guys. I’m glad to be finally posting my “mental breakdown survival guide”. As you know I struggle a lot with mental health, and so I have been through a lot of breakdowns. So many that I actually dropped out of university after 3 weeks in 2016 and had to take the whole year off. Because of this, I’ve made it my mission to help others with mental health issues as much as I can, so you don’t have to go through what I’ve been through.

Anyway, here is my guide. I tried to keep it general, and actually useful. If you have any questions or additions please feel free to add them.

And as ever, if you want to talk to me about studying with mental illness or want to see a post on a specific topic, please feel free to message me.

Tom Holland | Marry Me?

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Request: hi love! could you possibly do an imagine about tom proposing to you, but like can you try and make it different from the usual proposal? thank you! (send in requests)

Summary: Tom struggles to find the perfect moment to pop the question. 

Warnings: Deadass the most fluff I’ve ever written in my life

Word Count: 1.4K

Tom had been planning out your proposal for much longer than he’d care to admit to anyone, except maybe his mum; in fact, she was the first person to know about his future plans. It was right after the two of you had visited his parents home and Tom saw how well you had managed to fit into his family.  

He watched you laughing heartily with his brothers and talking avidly with his mother and he couldn’t help the smile that grew on his face as he leant against the kitchen doorway. Only one thought was running through his mind as he stared at you; I am a goner and when you glanced at him, a smile completely lighting up your face, he couldn’t help but fall in love with you all over again.

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evakerlitvet  asked:

Hi Jo!So I'm super excited for the next ep, I'm hoping that it'll fix all of the mistakes that were made in 2x07. until that, let me sneak in a random question into your ask box: do you think malec call each other nicknames/pet names?

Hi Nitsa! Same here, I’m excited and I hope my internet here is strong enough to sustain my livestream~

I mean, we all know Magnus uses pet names with like, everybody. Biscuit here, darling there, sweetheart over at the back. So Alec isn’t surprised when he’s fumbling around the kitchen and Magnus shows up, one hand combing through bed hair and another muffling a yawn and mumbles out “what’s cooking, pumpkin?” As much as Alec thinks that’s endearing, he hates that he has to suppress the idea that he has used the nickname on one too many lovers. So the next time they’re kissing in bed; hands under each other’s shirts, long legs tangled in an organised mess and Alec slides his fingers along Magnus’ ribcage just right, tearing a breathless “Alexander” out of him, Alec steels himself. 

“I love it when you call me that,” Alec pauses, a few seconds longer, betraying the casual tone of his voice. And Magnus is astute, even when he’s seconds away from dragging Alec down towards him because his lips are not where they should be, and he drags out, voice thick as honey, “Of course, my Alexander”, with a steady gaze. And Alec knows that Magnus gets it, and he finally seals Magnus’ lips with his.


Alec’s awkward with nicknames. Now that he’s thinking about it, he realises that the only one whom he calls with a nickname is Izzy and doesn’t everyone call her that? Well, except Magnus; and now that he’s thinking of him, he’s troubled over whether Magnus would like to have that: a pet name. Darling? Too common, Magnus practically calls everybody that. Baby? No way, he’d rather die than have to call someone that. Mags? Alec makes a face. 

“What’s with that face? Wait, don’t tell me Izzy made this,” Jace glares at the spoonful of stew he was about to put into his mouth and his eyes dart between Alec and the pot in between them. Alec’s confused for a moment but he shakes his head and puts his spoon down, to which Jace sighs in relief and shoves the spoon into his mouth. 

“Jace, what did you call your…girlfriends? I mean, did you call each other using pet names? Does it come naturally? Like, how do you suddenly go from calling someone by name to calling them by something else? What’s that something else? How-”

“Wait, wait, wait. Slow it down, bud. Are you talking about things like babe, princess or things like that?” Alec nods solemnly at the question and Jace’s confusion suddenly turns to smugness. He was about to make a jab at that but Alec shook his head and Jace dropped it out of kindness from seeing his parabatai so troubled. He merely shrugs and offers, “Don’t think too much about it; it’s gonna come out forced if you overthink it, and yes, I can totally see you overthinking right now so don’t even deny it, I know you Alec,” Alec huffs but he takes the advice to heart and tries not to wince when he has to get his boyfriend’s attention and has to settle for “Magnus”. 

And when it finally happens, he just has to mess it up, or so he thinks, when he picks up a phone call mid-mission and in his distraction, he answers with, “Hi love, what’s up,” after which there’s a silence that’s a beat too long and Alec realises that he’s fucked up because he hasn’t even said the three words and this order is totally wrong and oh god, Magnus doesn’t feel the same yet, does he? He’s this close to flinging his phone to the furthest end of the world when Magnus clears his throat and replies, voice a little unsteady, “Well, Alexander, I love you too, if that’s what you were trying to say,” and Alec is amazed by how Magnus always knows and never in his life had he wanted to be a warlock so badly just so he could portal to right where Magnus was and kiss the stars out of him.

Jackson Heights - Peter Parker

request -  Hey! I was wondering if you could write a fic where the reader is recruited to fight in civil war with Steve and she ends up fighting peter and while fighting they spark up a conversation and become friends? And then soon they become more than friends?

a/n - going back to peter in civil war and trying to bring out his more rookie/dorky side was fun but i went back and forth with a ton of ideas for this fic, i hope it turned out good enough and isn’t trash like me :( but don’t forget to request a fic if you’d like and follow!

The airport terminal was ripped into pieces as the minutes went by. The battle between Stark and Rogers had spread like a disease, influencing the whole team to pick sides and fight until one victor remained. I was among that group, suddenly finding myself fighting against the people whom I held dearest to my heart, supposedly helping Captain in this messy situation.

My back was pressed up against Wanda’s, circling around to defy anyone that came near us. T’Challa had tried his best to come and toy with us, my spine shivering once I heard the claws come out of his suit and pounce towards Wanda and I, only to be stopped by the force of her hands. I watched as his body flew across the premise, landing on pieces of debris.

“(Y/N). Spider-Man coming for you from Eastside.” Carter said over the intercom.

“Spider what?” I furrowed my brows, turning around only to get swooped into the air.

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Day One Hundred and Thirty-Five

-A kind older gentleman came through my lane to purchase a bottle of wine. When I asked for his birthday, he told me, “August the eleventh, the Year of the Dinosaur, 1946.” I know better than to question my elders, so I am left questioning my history books. After a great deal of reflection, I have decided to believe this man’s take on history, even if it does sting knowing I only just missed my chances of a stegosaurus mount.

-I always feel guilty asking people to remove their IDs for me to scan, as I know the struggle in getting mine out of a tight wallet. However, one woman in her seventies came well prepared, tugging at a makeshift tab she’d cleverly made of tape to easily slide it out. Necessity may be the mother of invention, but I believe I have just met its grandmother.

-It has come to my attention that Jolly Rancher Pop-Tarts exist and are carried in my store. I would like to, on the record, publicly denounce this madness. Such a travesty would never have been allowed under President Clinton.

-I have reason to believe I rang up failed musician Charles Manson: my reason is largely his face, and even more largely, his beard. He purchased a stack of discounted journals. I am here to let you all know that he has recovered from his recent medical issues well and we can expect a publication in the near future.

-A baby came through to purchase the freshest sunglasses I have ever seen a baby wear. Of course, this dopeness was wasted on the child, as between his kicked-up feet and perfected Blue Steel, he was already the coolest cucumber around.

-A young woman lost her credit card to the depths of the conveyor belt. While any inattentive shopper can manage this, she stood out from the crowd, as she lost hers to the maw of the other end, getting her card stuck upstream. It is no small feat to force the belt to swallow up what it is trying to spit out, and I have to give this woman my respect for conquering the beast.

-A baby stuck his tongue out at me. I stuck my tongue out at the baby. The baby played dead. His sister licked his foot. I feel a strong bond of kinship to these children and vow to pull the greatest shenanigans known to mankind with them once we meet again.

-A sweet man in his fifties purchased $70 worth of greeting cards from my fellow cashier. He explained that he likes to have cards on hand at all times, so that he can always be ready to give one to his wife when the mood strikes. He went on to say that he had not seen this batch before, so he had to pick them all up. Somewhere there is a drawer full of cards, waiting to be received. Below this drawer, there is another, dedicated to storing these shows of devotion until the end of time.