they would be such a bad couple

anonymous asked:

do u have any mike/richie headcanons?? x

this is one of my favorite couples thank you!

richie always listened to soft jazz in the waiting room of his dad’s dentist office when he would visit him at work, and mike grew up listening to it, too. so they bonded over that. it reminded richie of falling asleep on long car rides and if he was having a bad day, mike would sing ella fitzgerald songs to him and play with his hair

 rich spent a couple nights sleeping over at mike’s house when his parents argued but he really liked it over there, and mike’s parents liked him too. so sometimes he would just visit for the hell of it

he would never let mike know when he was coming over!! mike would go outside to finish up some work and see rich sitting on the picket fence with a cigarette and an over night bag

mike and richie get breakfast as often as they can together, early before mike starts his farm work and richie will skip first period class. they know each other’s orders and sometimes order for each other and switch the plates when they arrive to their table. richie always eats off of mike’s plate but he doesn’t mind !!!

 their first kiss was the night bill and stan had a date but didn’t want to leave georgie home by himself. mike and richie volunteered and after georgie fell asleep late that night, they kissed on denbrough’s couch

 !!!! mike’s mom asks for richie’s help thanksgiving day and so she teaches him their secret family recipe for apple pie and ask the two boys to pick some fresh apples outside. richie refuses to use an step ladder and mike gives him a piggy back ride. they pick in silence for a while until mike speaks up and tells richie his family really likes him, and that’s the first time the boys exchange “i love you”s

 rich is really good in math and numbers just click to him easily and reading takes so long, so he always asks mike for homework help with english and history. mike also drives and picks richie up from church and youth group on thursdays 

 they always order a large popcorn at the theater and never finish it

 parked car conversation boyfriends in the morning when richie’s too sleepy and wants to stay in mike’s car instead of go to class

they prank each other all the time but richie snickers and can never go through with it, mike has a great poker face and gets richie every single time

they’re friendly competitive but it gets to their head every once in a while. once they arm wrestled for 5 minutes over who was going to get to drive the car that night. after richie slams mike’s hand down on the table (mike swears he let him win), richie grabs the car keys and mike’s like “!!!! wait a second, it’s my car!!!”

 mike is a very traditional boyfriend and he bakes fruit pastries and fresh bread and delivers them to richie’s house with a bouquet of seasonal flowers and always kisses him on his front porch after date night

they’re polaroid camera boyfriends who have to have memories of everything. richie bought one for christmas for mike and they fight over the cute pictures or take two of the same exact ones. richie has a picture of mike in his wallet

 mike gets a little lackadaisical when richie is over and just wants to watch movies and cuddle and richie has to help with the work load bc mike doesn’t feel like it !!!

Advice on how to move on

There is something I have realised lately that I think a lot of people on this website need to know. There will always be people who hate the way you do things. There will always be people who judge others. There will always be people who feed off others misery and there will always be times where you feel you are to blame.  Losing great people can be tough and can make you feel as if you are the scum on this planet.  I honestly would sit and think of the best way to kill myself and recently, it seemed more appealing than ever. 

In the past 3 years I’ve made some stupid mistakes and stupid decisions. I stayed in a relationship that I was unhappy in because I craved affection, I focused on self pity and developed into someone that no one wanted to be with and I harmed myself everyday because I felt I deserved. In the last couple of months, I decided to take a break from life.  

In those months; I dealt with a bad breakup in a really unhealthy way, I prepared myself for the day that I would drive my car into a wall, I lost a good friend because of my own selfish ways and I drove everyone away.  The loneliness, isolation, pain and self hatred I felt was well deserved and I hated every second of it.  My friends didn’t speak to me much and I felt that was because they didn’t want me. I lost a lot of them because they had been waiting for me to speak to them first. My depression was at the lowest point it had ever been and I didn’t want to live with my mistakes and guilt anymore.  A small part of me still doesn’t. But let me tell you now that suicide shouldn’t have to be your last option. 

So, here are my top ten tips for moving on and loving life again. 

1. Take a break 

Whether this is by leaving social media, cutting back from social events or just going out for a walk. A break from the real world will help you put things into perspective and the time to yourself will have great benefits. It’s important to not rush the passage of time and to not rush yourself.  The recovery can take a long time. 

2. Evaluate your relationships 

If you are unhappy with someone, miss someone, or feel someone isn’t a good friend then don’t keep going at it.  If things aren’t getting any better, then maybe its time to think about who you’re real friends are.  Toxic relationships of any kind will only make things worse. 

3. If its not too late, reach out to those you really care about

Don’t let people slip away if you can help it. Express your gratitude, make them feel loved and cared about and keep the good ones around.  Whether it’s your parents, your best friend or your sibling.  Losing a great friend is the last thing you want to do. If they don’t reciprocate, then don’t work yourself up over it. 

4. Make a list of your qualities, strengths and the things you love

If you go back and add things to this list everyday then you will eventually feel better about who you are. Write down the little things then work yourself up to the bigger things.  Sometimes, we may feel like there is nothing good about ourselves.  Don’t set up standards or self expectations.  

5. Don’t hide your emotions 

If you want to cry, laugh or scream; don’t bottle things up.  It’s okay to cry and be happy. It’s okay to not understand how you feel. If you keep emotions inside then you will become overloaded and you will release your emotions when it all becomes too much.  This usually makes people feel tired and worse off in the end. You should know that it’s okay to be stuck in a slump.  You are not alone.  

6. Surround yourself with things you love 

Replay that video game, watch that movie series, listen to your favourite music, relish in the things that once brought you joy. The happiness it once gave you will help you rekindle your love and the endorphins it will release will make you physically feel better too. 

7. Celebrate small victories 

If you manage to refrain from self harm, eat that healthy meal or go a day without seizing up. These small changes are a sign of better days to come.  Keep up the good work and feel good about yourself for it. 

8. Let yourself think positively 

Don’t be afraid to say to yourself that things are getting better, that you feel better in yourself and that the future is bright.  The more you say this to yourself and the more you believe in yourself, then the more likely you are to find what you are looking for. Whether, this is seeking redemption or earning self respect, you will achieve your goals and you will succeed. 

9. Self acceptance 

You may have made mistakes, bad decisions and lost good people; but they don’t define you. You are not your mental illness and you are not a failure.  Learning to accept yourself is the hardest step and it can take a very long time. It can be hard to look in the mirror and see someone you are proud to be. You must accept that these things happened and come to terms with what has come because of it. Learning how to heal and love yourself is key to moving on. Only you can do this, I can’t tell you how because everyone is different.  Go at your own pace and don’t let anyone else drag you down. 

10. Reconnect and live your life 

Once you feel that you can get back to the normal grind, make sure to go at your own pace. Reconnect with your loved ones and make new ones. Go outside and watch people go about their day. Learn from your mistakes, make new memories and let people in.  Realise that you are a better person now and that the people around you are happy to be with you. Live life to the fullest and take risks. You will soon come to realise that you are much happier and better off the way you are now.    


If you feel like you want to commit suicide, this is your reason not to; we care about you. Tomorrow can be better if we make it better. Its not easy and it can be hard to move on with life.  Living with mental illnesses is a daily struggle for many people.  If we all help each other and don’t judge others then we can save lives. I don’t want anyone to feel like I did. 

Please reblog for people who may need to hear this right now and for the people who feel like nothing matters anymore. Seek professional help if you need it and don’t hide anymore. 

@jenksel

6. Laughter w/ Jenkins

Honestly, one of the things I love about Jenkins is the amount of sarcasm he embodies. Not in a bad way - he stops being mean with it in the first couple of episodes in season one (and can we really blame him for being mean about it originally? His home just got invaded by people who don’t like him yet and start bossing him around. And if Jacob could stop tossing delicate artifacts around… I would’ve been mad as hell too) - but he keeps this witty aloofness to him that shows in his short, quiet laughs.

What really gets me is that I don’t think he’s ever been a big, laugh out loud guy. But he laughs a lot more than a lot of people give him credit for - ‘cause they’re looking for those big, attention drawing laughs that invite everyone else to join in. Jenkins, I think, is so used to being quiet and comfortable in his own space that his laughter, outside of the sarcastic ones, are these little smiles, half-heard chuckles, and other easy to miss not-quite-there sounds.

So him constantly laughing at everyone (again, not in a mean way, but in a what the hell is my life?, what are they doing?, did that actually just work?, that shouldn’t have been funny Jones! kind of way)? Completely missed for the first long while everyone else is in the Annex.

And then, at some point, ‘cause the LiTs are bored - you know they try at some point to get a big laugh out of him. They fail, of course, ‘cause he just progressively gets more and more sarcastic with them (which means they definitely don’t notice how much he’s genuinely appreciating the effort).

But it all levels back out and he’s allowed to have his quiet laughs that aren’t fooling anyone anymore.

anonymous asked:

Hi! For NaNo, I'm writing a story which has a plot twist. The MC's mentor is a traitor and the big bad (who he has a persona for, MC goes to confront this persona and finds out that his mentor is the one he must kill). I have two questions, 1. how can I put little clues about this plot twist that some people would pick up on, but not having it be glaringly obvious, and 2. any tips on how to make the reveal effective/plot twists in general. Thank You!!

I have a couple of posts that I think would be helpful for this question:

[USING FORESHADOWING TO DEVELOP PLOT TWISTS]

[BETRAYAL BY SOMEONE CLOSE]

Essentially, if you want to use foreshadowing elements that won’t be ‘too obvious’, the key is to make sure that most of those elements could be interpreted by the reader in more than one way. This clue could suggest that the character is going to betray the protagonist, or it could be something completely innocent.

I hope that helps!

just-another-imagine-writer  asked:

Can I get a ship my dude? I'm a 5'8 chick w a rly big heart w green eyes and red/brown hair who is constantly overspending for the sake of my friends and a passion for theatre and I'm not usually one to go see horror movies but heck I love It. I'm really giggly and tell bad jokes constantly and I rly like baking and writing. I have hella anxiety and I voice my opinions only around people I know and trust. I overshare my life and also memes-

(this is my last ship)

I ship you with Bev! You guys would probably almost explode from combined huge heart size tbh but would also just be the nicest couple ever. You’d be huge dorks, always telling each other shitty jokes and tagging each other in memes. Baking dates? Hell yes.

Major Discovery: BotW’s Adventure Log = Link’s Diary?!

SERIOUSLY.

(Spoiler Alert)

At this point, our beloved game Breath of the Wild has been out for around half a year already. If you have played the game, you are probably very familiar with the Adventure Log feature in BotW that helps you keep track of all your missions and side quests. Or else its pretty much impossible to remember if you were catching chickens for this guy or collecting weapons to show that kid who’s boss.

But here’s the thing- Have you ever thought about the Adventure Log’s origin? Who or what is helping Link keep track of his missions?

If your answer is the Sheikah Slate or the “system”, which is what I’ve always thought, I’m gonna go ahead and assume you own an European/American copy of the game. Because apparently, in the Japanese version of the game, there is evidence that shows that LINK is the one who wrote the adventure log to keep track of his own journey.

“Ok… So what?”

So Link wrote the Adventure Log. Big deal. It’s not like this is gonna change the gameplay in any way.

…True. However, Link didn’t JUST record his missions in the Adventure Log. According to the Japnese version, Link would often type up some of his own thoughts and comments on what he was doing aside from his current objectives. This could give us a deeper insight of Link’s character.

Here’s an example:

This is what shows up after you complete The Hero’s Sword quest. The content of the two versions are very similar, but notice the use of “自分” (myself) in pic 1. This is evidence that the adventure log is written by Link, who’s talking about himself in first person narrative, instead of “the system”. With that in mind, the Japanese version can be translated to:

(I) Finally retrieved the legendary Master Sword. (I) Don’t know if it’s just an illusion, but the sword itself seems to be delighted about this.

To this moment, Princess Zelda is still inside Hyrule Castle, fighting to suppress the Calamity.

She is still holding on to the faith in me, believing that I will definitely come for her…!

But with the power (that I have) now, can she really be saved (by myself)…?

You see what they did there?

The English version replaced every first person pronoun Link has used with “you”!

As someone who owns an American copy, and has never set the system language to Japanese, I was absolutely SHOCKED when I was told about this (credits at the end).

Remember how we could find diaries of NPCs all across Hyrule? Link’s was right under our noses this whole time!

Now that you know about this, does your adventure log seem a bit different from before?

(I) finished visiting all 13 of the locations in the old pictures. I remembered everything I’ve been through together with Princess Zelda.

In those memories (of mine), Princess Zelda always strived to complete the task burdened onto her…

Even if it’s just a moment sooner, (I) want to save her as quickly as possible

(I) want to see her smile again, with these eyes (of my own).

The translation on this one is just OFF. I can’t believe the English version completely omitted the last part, and replaced it with some kind of mission instruction.

Link has been fighting all this time to see Princess Zelda’s smile again with his own eyes.

 …*sniff*

Not to mention those side quest logs. Once you realize that all of the entries were written by Link himself, the seemingly trivial information recorded in those suddenly opens up so many more hidden sides of Link. It basically re-introduced Link as someone with normal human emotions instead of the silent hero depicted throughout the game.

The caring Link, who was worried about a girl he only met twice for putting herself in danger:

…(I) ventured inside and found part of the Royal Guard’s Series, famous among equipment collectors.

When those were shown to Parcy, the traveler at the stable, her curiosity about it seem to be provoked more than ever (by me). (I) Hope she won’t do anything reckless…


The compassionate Link, who felt glad for other peoples’ happiness:

As a sign of appreciation for bringing the town together and as compensation for the work done (by me), a hefty amount of gems that were unearthed during the town’s construction were given by Hudson (to me).

(I) wish the couple could live happily ever after.


The reckless Link, who apparently felt thrilled when he managed to knock out some monsters with his new companion:

(I) captured the giant horse in Taobab Grasslands

So that’s why. It’s indeed a really big horse. It trampled whatever kind of monster in its way with ease when it galloped. That was really cool.  

When it was brought back to Straia (by me), he was very surprised.


Link the foodie, who carefully noted down new recipes he learned along the way for future use: 

(I) brought Kiana the goat butter and hearty blueshell snail required for cooking seafood paella. She shared some of the dish (with me) as thanks!

/////Recipe/////


The playful Link, who tried to mimic the way Gorons speak- by adding “goron” at the end of every sentence- after he passed the Test of Will and became one of the bros:

……

Ah… (I) kinda want to write down Kabetta’s Bro Motto, but there’s not enough space goron?

That’s too bad goron…


The empathetic Link, who felt nervous for the guy in this side quest, then relieved when the couple finally got together:


…and… THIS:

The last line on the left is the Japanese equivalent of What the heck…

I guess the statue is a bit too weird even for our great adventurer.


Finally, we have the entry that shows up after you complete the DLC trial:

(I) finally conquered the merciless Trial of the Sword.

……

(I believe that) Princess Zelda would be quite happy about how much I’ve improved


As we all know, Breath of the Wild is a game that focuses a lot on the freedom given to the players. Even the main story line is broken down into the form of memories, waiting for the players to find. As the players venture on into the wild, they would eventually find the information they need to learn about this world. The amazing amount of details you can find about Hyrule and its people is an important reason why BotW is so attractive.

On the contrary, the info available about our protagonist is very limited. The only piece of description that directly describes Link is in Zelda’s diary, where she points out that he is a very quiet person, and that’s it for our hero.

…NOT!!

Link had always had the most extensive character description. Right under our noses.

Nintendo got us. They got us GOOD.

But now we know.

SIX months after the game’s launch.

…Better late than never.

End.


P.S.: Fun fact about BotW Link- he seems to like the sand seal game a lot. Of all the entires about racing minigames, the sand seal game is the only one where Link wrote “(I’ll) try to get a better score next time!

He’s so adorable I can’t //////


CREDITS

Disclaimer: I did not discover this.

This discovery was made by a Chinese gamer @atomaruU about a week ago. To make sure that her theory is correct, she cross referenced the English version of the game, only to discover that the language is completely emotionless and robotic. Therefore, to allow more people to see who Link REALLY is, I was asked to write this post based on the Chinese article she published. 

Her Twitter: https://twitter.com/atomaruU

Tweet Link: https://twitter.com/atomaruU/status/902172455661211649

Chinese article Link: http://weibo.com/ttarticle/p/show?id=2309404145837893616605

Pic credits: @lulubuu0609 (She’s an amazing artist btw check out her blog)

Hope you enjoyed this :3    

Heroes of Olympus as popular text posts
  • Percy: ''Fun drinking game: Take a shot of water every couple hours to make sure you’re healthy and hydrated.''
  • Annabeth: ''Do you ever have the urge to tell someone to shut the fuck up even when they aren’t talking?''
  • Jason: ''If you ever feel bad about yourself remember that one time i didn’t understand that my waiter was just trying to give me my change so i fist bumped him instead ''
  • Piper: ''People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. two sentences in and everyone’s already shouting “what the fuck that’s illegal” or “you can’t do that” let me talk dear god''
  • Leo: ''Back by unpopular demand: me''
  • Hazel: ''I watched my brother drop a remote on his foot and the only thing he said was “i am so sick of being alive”''
  • Frank: ''Listen, I’m a nice person so if I’m a bitch to you, you need to ask yourself why.''
  • Nico: ''Gayer than intended: an autobiography''
  • Reyna: ''Girls aren’t playing hard to get… They don’t want you.''

I miss this place. I miss making funny things for all of you. I miss interacting with all of my wonderful followers. I miss meeting new people. I just miss it all so much. 

But I’m afraid things beyond my control have kept me away. I just don’t have the energy or concentration to keep up with my tumblr. I have a hard time coming up with funny ideas. I have an even harder time finding a way to turn those ideas into posts. I’ve had to give up photography all together. I tried just eating a meal with my parents for my birthday, and after ten minutes of sitting up straight, I ran out of energy and had to lay back down. My chronic fatigue, my narcolepsy, my depression… they all seem to fight one another in an unending battle that just keeps getting worse and worse. It’s hard to describe just how tired I am. How fatigued my body gets. How my limbs feel like they weigh hundreds of pounds. 

I’ve run out of doctors to see. Treatments to try. Pills to take. Injections to… inject. My only last real hope is to go to the Mayo Clinic. They have a knack for creating treatments for people with complicated medical needs. But there’s the rub. They are out of state. My insurance wouldn’t cover it. I’d have to stay for days or even weeks. I barely have enough to pay for food, much less a ticket to another state. At this moment, it just doesn’t seem like a possible option. 

If there is a bright side… I’m comfortable. I’m not in any pain. I am plenty occupied with the internet, TV, and movies. And in the category of “mixed blessings” I am emotionally numb. No, I cannot feel great joy. Which kinda sucks. But I also cannot feel great sadness. No despair. I still get lonely from time to time. And maybe a little.. frustrated. But I cope with those things pretty well most of the time. I think if I did have emotions at the moment, they would all suck pretty hard. So I feel like at this point, it isn’t so bad being a little numb. 

I have a couple of great friends that stick with me even when I’m a huge bummer. I have two amazing parents that take care of me when I can’t manage to care for myself. I have a quirky little dog that visits me from time to time. 

I know there are chronic conditions that cause much physical and mental pain. I know I don’t have much of a life at the moment, but I am grateful that I can stay reasonably comfortable. Though I could go without the kidney stones I seem to keep getting. Having those removed is just awful and my last recovery period did not go well at all. 

In any case, I just wanted to let you all know I am still around. I promise I am not giving up. But I am also coming to terms with the fact that I might not be able to do much about my situation. I will continue to seek out new treatments, medications, and even doctors that might help. I try to keep tabs on the latest research. Maybe some day they will find a key to this jail I’m stuck in. 

You all have brought me so much joy. It has been an honor entertaining you over the years. This is by no means a goodbye. Perhaps just a “see ya later.” Take care of yourselves. Take care of one another. Stay strong. And perhaps keep me in your thoughts every once in a while. I guess it’s just nice knowing I’m not forgotten. Helps keep me going day to day. 

washingtonpost.com
Perspective | I wanted to understand why racists hated me. So I befriended Klansmen.
My collection of robes and hoods is still growing.

By Daryl Davis,  September 29 at 6:00 AM:  Daryl Davis, author of “Klan-Destine Relationships,” and subject of the documentary “Accidental Courtesy,” is an award-winning musician, actor, lecturer and race relations expert.    

“One night in 1983, I found myself playing in a country band at a truck stop lounge. I was the only black person in the joint. Taking a break after the first set of music, I was headed to sit at a table with my bandmates when a white gentleman approached from behind and put his arm around my shoulders. “I really enjoy y’all’s music,” he said. I shook his hand and thanked him. “This is the first time I ever heard a black man play piano like Jerry Lee Lewis,” he continued.

I told him that Lewis was a friend of mine and that he had learned his style from watching and listening to black blues and boogie-woogie pianists. My new fan didn’t buy it, but he did want to buy me a drink. While we sipped, he clinked my glass and said, “This is the first time I ever sat down and had a drink with a black man.”

Why? “I’m a member of the Ku Klux Klan,” he said. I burst out laughing. Then he handed me his KKK membership card, and I recognized the Klan’s symbols. In that moment, I was overcome by a question: How could anybody hate me when they didn’t even know me?

I was no stranger to racism. Having grown up a black person in the ’60s and ’70s, I knew that prejudice was common. But I had never understood why. Sitting in that lounge with my new friend, I decided to figure it out in the only way that made sense: By getting to know those who felt hostility toward black people without ever having known any.

Several years later, I recruited that man, whose name was Frank James, to put me in contact with the grand dragon of the Maryland Klan. He tried to deter me, warning that the leader would kill me. But eventually, after I promised not to reveal how I’d gotten the grand dragon’s contact information, James gave it to me.

By then I had decided to travel around the country and interview KKK leaders and members from various chapters and factions to get the answer to my question: How can you hate someone you’ve never met? I was planning to write a book detailing my interviews, experiences and encounters with these Ku Klux Klan members. (The book, “Klan-Destine Relationships,” was published in 1998.)

I had my white secretary, who typically booked my band and assisted me with my music business, set up a meeting with the Maryland grand dragon, explaining that her boss was writing a book on the Klan and would like his input. Per my instructions, she did not reveal the color of my skin.

The grand dragon agreed to participate, and we secured a room at a Frederck, Maryland motel, where my secretary filled an ice bucket with cans of soda so I could offer my guest a drink. Regardless of how and what he felt about me, if he entered my room after seeing the color of my skin, I was going to treat him with hospitality.

Punctual to the minute, there was a knock on the door. The grand nighthawk (the grand dragon’s bodyguard) entered first, and then the dragon himself. “Hello,” I began, “I’m Daryl Davis.” I offered my palm, and the dragon shook my hand as he and the nighthawk introduced themselves. The dragon sat in the chair I had set out, and the nighthawk stood at attention beside him.

We were both apprehensive of the other, and the interview started haltingly. We discussed what he had hoped to achieve by joining the Klan; what his thoughts were on blacks, Asians, Jews and Hispanics; and whether he thought it would ever be possible for different races to get along. A little while later, we heard an inexplicable crackling noise and we both tensed. The dragon and I stared each other in the eye, silently asking, “What did you just do?” The nighthawk reached for his gun. Nobody spoke. I barely breathed.

Seated atop the dresser, my secretary realized what had happened: The ice in the bucket had started to melt, causing the soda cans to shift. It happened again, and we all began laughing. From there, the interview went on without a hitch.

It was a perfect illustration that ignorance breeds fear and possibly violence. An unknown noise in an ice bucket could’ve led to gunfire, had we not taken a moment to understand what we were encountering.

Even though the grand dragon, who now prefers not to be named, had told me he knew that white people were superior to blacks, our dialogue continued over the years. He would visit me in my home, and I would eventually be a guest in his. We would share many meals together, even though he thought I was inferior. Within a couple of years, he rose to the rank of imperial wizard, the top national leadership position in the Klan.

Over the past 30 years, I have come to know hundreds of white supremacists, from KKK members, neo-Nazis and white nationalists to those who call themselves alt-right. Some were good people with wrong beliefs, and others were bad people hellbent on violence and the destruction of those who were non-Aryan.

There was Bob White, a grand dragon for Maryland who served four years in prison for conspiring to bomb a synagogue in Baltimore, where he had been a police officer. When he got out, he returned to the Klan and later went back to prison for three more years for assaulting two black men with a shotgun, evidently intent on murder. But after I reached out to him with a letter while he was in prison for the second time, Bob became a very good friend, renounced the Klan and attended my wedding.

Imperial Wizard Frank Ancona, who headed one of the largest Klan groups in the country, would also become a very close friend. When Frank was killed this year (his wife and stepson have been charged with his murder), one of his Klan members, knowing how close we had been, called me and told me before notifying the police. I accepted the Klan’s invitation to participate in his funeral service.

Three weeks after this summer’s violent clash in Charlottesville, I was invited by the leaders of the Tennessee and Kentucky chapters of Ancona’s branch of the Klan to speak at their national Konvocation. I accepted, spoke and took audience questions after the lecture. Whether or not anyone there immediately changed their minds, we talked as people — and we all benefitted from that.

I am not so naive as to think everyone will change. There are certainly those who will go to their graves as hateful, violent racists. I never set out certain that I would convert anyone. I just wanted to have a conversation and ask, “How can you hate me when you don’t even know me?” What I’ve learned is that whether or not I’ve changed minds, talking can still relieve tensions. I’ve seen firsthand that when two enemies are talking, they are not fighting. They may be yelling and beating their fists on the table, but at least they are talking. Violence happens only when talking has stopped.

And sometimes, people do change. One day in 1999, after having been in the Ku Klux Klan for about 20 years, the Klan leader from the motel interview, whom I watched go from grand dragon to imperial wizard, called me, said he was leaving the Klan and apologized for having been a member. He told me he could no longer hate people. I had not turned out to be what he had always thought of black people. He went on to become one of my best friends, and today I own his robe and hood — one set of many in my collection of garments donated to me by apostate Klansmen and Klanswomen,

which is always growing.”

never thought id be this obsessed with disney characters. theyve been upping the gay.

|4 september 2017|

it’s finally back to school time for most of us and, at least for me, it’s also time to start good habits, crack down on the bad ones, and just begin to prepare for the year ahead. i’ve been in school for a couple of weeks now and, so far, i’m doing pretty good. below, i’ve compiled some simple tips that help me in day to day life that i would love to share. so let’s get cracking:

  1. prepare outfits and pack your backpack on sunday instead of in the morning. i know for a fact you have more time on sunday to prepare your outfits and pack your backpack than on monday morning so planning in advance will most definitely benefit you. instead of running around in circles trying to find that shirt, hang them up in the front of your closet or place them in the top of a drawer on sunday. and instead of throwing random pens in a bag, pack your backpack and put it in front of your door. it’ll save you time to do other things such as eating and washing your face.
  2. prepare and eat a breakfast. whether it’s some cherrios in a bag on the way to class or eggs and bacon cooked that morning, eating will definitely benefit you. you’ll have more focus in class and it’ll get your metabolism going. if it’s easier for you, think about preparing your food the night before and packing it in bags or tupperware.
  3. have a tray by the door to put small things in. oh, how many times have i forgotten my earbuds or keys. keep yourself organized and not calling your roommate to get an extra set of keys by just having a tray on which you can put smaller things you don’t put in your backpack. then, just grab them before you leave and voilà! you aren’t locked out.
  4. on sunday, do your meal preps, weekly spread, and clean your room and workspace. i am such a procrastinator during the weekends and there have been so many days that because of that, i am trudging through knee high messes in my room because i just won’t pick up. i also commonly forget to plan the week and prep my meals and then boom, it’s monday and i’m a mess. so don’t be a mess like me, do it all on sunday.
  5. have a letter tray to put class handouts and old assessments so you can put them in binders later. using a letter tray to collect handouts and assessments can be so beneficial to keeping your desk clean. and without it, i tend to throw out old graded assessments i could study instead of putting them in binders. keeping all those papers in one binder is super helpful, so put them in a binder and finals won’t be your doom.
  6. have a bedtime routine. having a bedtime routine can increase your productivity and sleep time because, one, it can help you stay organized and, two, it helps put you to sleep. the more your brain associates doing certain tasks with sleep, the faster you’ll be able to drift off. so be smart and enjoy an extra hour of sleep.
  7. have one journal for in class notes and one to retake and organize your notes at home. in class you do not have time to keep your thoughts organized. with tangents from your teachers and questionable notes, its best to just use a pencil, pen, and highlighter to make scratch notes in class and then come home and organize it into something that you can study from. this idea has kept me afloat time and time again.
  8. talk to your teachers. do yourself a favor, ask and answer questions in class and go to your teachers’ office hours if they have them. if you do this, your teachers are more likely to recognize you and will be more lenient with your grade (since it shows you’re engaged and involved). you don’t necessarily need to like the teacher, just pretend you care. smile and nod along as you ask about their lives, questions about the content, and for advice that you are never going to take. this is a pretty slytherin thing i’ve been doing for years and it has got me so many half points back, especially in math and science.
  9. use quizzes and tests to study for finals. as i stated earlier, it’s important to save your assessments to study, and that is especially true during finals. teachers commonly use similar questions on the final as unit tests and quizzes. think of how many more points you can score on that final if you just study your tests.
  10. make a study group. find friends and people in your classes that you would like to study with and meet up! they’ll definitely be able to help you understand topics and it’ll be more fun than holing yourself up in your room. also, explaining concepts to others will help you better understand them and answer those questions on your tests.
  11. make a weekly to-do list. some of you may already do this in your weekly spreads, but it’s important to make to-do lists of goals and tasks you need to complete. this isn’t necessarily studying and notes but things such as cleaning your room, watering your plants, or going grocery shopping. make lists, organize yourself, don’t be a mess like me.
  12. reward yourself for doing well. whether it’s talking to your teacher or scoring straight a’s, we all work hard. so why not treat yourself to a nice dinner or relaxing bath? have fun, relax, and don’t let yourself get too stressed. remember to unwind.
  13. sit up front in class. i know, i know, you don’t really want to, but think about it. if you’re up front, you are going to be 100% more engaged and paying more attention. and this will make your teacher remember you, which you now know the benefits of. you will also be able to see the board easier, get your questions answered, and hear what is going on.
  14. talk to the people around you in your classes. jeremy from physics sneezes on you and suddenly, you’ve got the flu and can’t make it to your lit lecture. what are you going to do? text that new friend you made from lit that sits next to in the lecture hall of course. simply talking to people on your first day can help you stay on top of class in case you miss or can help you study before the test. never doubt the benefits of knowing people.
  15. if there’s an opportunity for extra credit, take it. i don’t care how good you are in that class or how perfect your grades are, take the extra credit. those few extra points could be the ones that take you from a b to an a. just do it and don’t question it, you may need them. 
  16. outline all papers and presentations. you have a draft due for your class in a few hours and you open you computer and prepare to type. but where to begin? what are you writing? how do you want to phrase it? well, you could already know that if you had outlined it. take the time to research, write a thesis, and fully understand your prompt before you write. especially if this is a persuasive essay. do this as well for presentations and visual assignments so you say every fact and point you want to.
  17. keep your test dates by you at all times. no matter who you are, you need to know when tests are coming up. and, as someone who tends to leave things at home sometimes, i may not have my planner with those tests dates next to me when i need them. but what do i have? my phone. i use the app My Study Life to keep track of those dates. i explain that beautiful app in this post.
  18. have a ‘school survival kit.’ by now i think you’ve caught on to the fact i can be a bit forgetful. so i like to have a little bag with me that has things i may need that i could have forgotten. this includes a pen, pencil, highlighter, a few pads, some mints, pain medicine, allergy medicine, tissues, band-aids, hand sanitizer, tide-to-go (stain remover), and other such items. i may make a list of these items at another time.
  19. if you have a question, ask. i’ve already gone over the benefits of talking in class but it’s also extremely important to understand your content. it’s better to ask than not know, even if you think the question is dumb. there’s a good chance someone else has that exact question. it’s also better to look stupid than have that count against you during assessments.
  20. if your university, college, or high school has a writing center, use it. i work in a writing center and we are here to help. we do nothing so much of the time and you coming in makes our day. contrary to the popular opinion, we aren’t going to judge your writing or insult you (unless you ask for it). but we also aren’t going to correct your entire paper, we want to help you learn how to edit your papers and make sure you’re fitting the requirements. and this goes for all tutoring centers; if they’re an option, use them. 
Pennywise headcannons (fluff)

I’ve been feeling a bit down recently so I figured I’d try and do some fluff ones this time as a way of cheering myself up. I did NSFW ones last time if you wanna check them out. Forgive me if these seem a bit flat. Emotionally the past few days haven’t been the best for me and I feel like that might come off as gloominess in my writing. •Given he’s at least a foot taller than your average human. He would always have to bend down to kiss you. •Sometimes you’d wake up to see a creepy little smiley face drawn into the frost on your window. Meaning he’d dropped by last night to check on you. Just his little way of reminding you he’s always watching out for you.

• On days where you feel nervous or anxious you’d notice a familiar looking off-white and red bird following you around.

•If you’d had a bad day you would head straight to the Neibolt house. You’d always want to be near him when you’re feeling depressed but not really wanting to talk a lot. Hearing you so quiet would worry him and he would always try to make you crack a smile or laugh.

•You’d explain different Halloween traditions to him excitedly because it’s the one day of the year you could go out as a couple in public.  And his first reaction is “So you’re telling me kiddies just walk right up to your door, looking for a scare. Well, thats fucking great. Easy feed right there.”  “Umm, I think you’re missing the point.”

•You’d get a very dramatic eye roll when you did show up on Halloween wearing your best attempt at his costume and makeup with a pile of red balloons.

•sassing him and him glaring at you when you do do that.

•“I can’t believe that stupid fucking kid called my house a crack house”. “Yeah, I know. Don’t worry tho, I like your crack house.”

•Both of you sitting on the porch of the Neibolt house when a storm is rolling in. Talking about whatever was on your mind. You’d have your legs splayed out underneath you and an arm outstretched into the rain, enjoying the familiar smell it brings.

•You’d tell him you don’t mind the sewers at all. Its the people up top that scare you more.

•Telling him you want to spend the whole summer with him.

•Carrying one of his little bells around as a good luck charm.

•Doing your best to copy his maniacal clown laugh.

•Because you keep tripping or walking into things down in the dark sewers, you decide to set up some candles down there so you can see better. Pennywise isn’t too impressed now that his liar os scented and has mood lighting.

•Because your starting to spend more and more time down in the Neibolt house with him you end up moving some go your belongings there. Books, cassette tapes, maybe a favorite pillow. You accidentally left your sketchbook there once, only for him to find a few drawings of him inside. You, of course, would be embarrassed. But he would find it endearing and make you beg him to give the book back while he held it above you, just out of your reach.

•He’d pick you up and spin you around at random moments.

•When you were younger you got beat up a lot, Derry isn’t a very open-minded place. You eventually gain the reputation of being the girl you do not fuck with. Even before you knew Pennywise had his eye on you, bad things always seemed to happen to the people who mess with you. It was only later you figured out it was him. Your his precious, little human and no one is allowed to hurt you.

•There was one time on your way home a bunch of girls from school got the jump on you. One of them grabs onto your long hair, yanking it to keep you from running away. The self-proclaimed leader of the group starts kneeing you in the gut, while the rest chant insults at you. You fall to the ground which causes the tension on your scale to only get worst. Out of instinct, you’d try your best to curl up and use your arms to cover your head in order to block some of the blows. Despite your best efforts most of them would still hit their mark. Pennywise would come crawling out of the sewer at lightning speed, fangs fully exposed, causing your attackers to scatter. He managed to grab the girl that was kicking you by her neck, lifting her and making the most inhuman snarling noise. His mouth hanging open, teeth fully splayed and drool flooding past his lips. You’d never seen him look so terrifying. After that, he’d take you straight back down to the sewers. He’d feel bad seeing you sniffling back tears and whipping the blood from your busted lip onto your sleeve. He tries to comfort you by telling you he’d pick them off slowly, one by one so they knew what was coming before hugging you tightly. He wouldn’t let you leave the sewers for the next due to him being overly worried about you.

•He’d really like holding your hand. He thinks its really cute that your hand is so much smaller than his and that he basically wrap your hand up in his.

•If you’re doing something like reading where you sitting still than he’d constantly be sitting you in his lap. Because he’s so much taller than you, he would be able to rest his head on top of yours and just look down at whatever it is you’re doing.

•The first time he saw you cry, he would feel a bit awkward and not really know what to do. Eventually, he gets the hang of it tho. He’d pick you up and pull you on his lap. Wrapping his long arms around your smaller frame, rocking you back and forth and nuzzling his face against the side of yours until you calmed down and started breathing normally again. Pennywise doesn’t have a real physical heart. He would be fascinated by the sound of your heart beating. Similar to how he can smell when someone near him is afraid, he might be able to pick up when someone around him has an erratic, panicked heartbeat ( maybe our adrenaline causes something in him to react ). But he’s never just heard the steady, rhythmic thumping of a regular heartbeat. That small little organ, the thing that he generally eats is the reason you’re his. He would probably try and get either his head or his hand near your chest when you’re asleep so he can feel or hear it beating

Breaking the Rules - part 6

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary:  Modern!AU You hate James Barnes with a burning passion and the feeling is entirely mutual. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you are tricked into attending his sister’s wedding as his girlfriend. Stuck with a bunch of strangers, you come up with a set of rules that are not going to last long.

Word Count:2,395

Warnings: the usual 

A/N: I’m sure how I feel about this, but anyway…

Breaking the Rules - Masterpage

Originally posted by dailyevanstan

“What the hell are you wearing?” Bucky burst out laughing when he saw you.

You had followed his mother and sisters to the wedding venue so you hadn’t seen him since you had left that morning. Becca’s prom dress fitted you just right, but it wasn’t the most appropriate outfit for a wedding.

It was a shimmering purple dress with lots of frills.

“You look like a sparkling plum,” he said, doubling over in laughter.

“Fuck off!”

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anonymous asked:

Harry accidentally wears a slytherin tie ??

Harry and Draco were quickly getting dressed after having a bit of… fun in one of the empty classrooms while everyone was at dinner. “Ron and Hermione will be wondering where I am by now.” Harry stated.

Draco snorted. “Oh please, they’re too busy snogging nowadays to notice what’s going on.” Harry chuckled and kissed him deeply once more before leaving the dark room. He walked through the empty halls rapidly to join his friends at dinner. When he got there, he was too focused on Ron and Hermione to notice any of the gasps that came from the rest of the Great Hall.

Harry sat down across from Ron and Hermione; Ron as captivated by his food as Hermione was with her book. It wasn’t until he greeted them that they looked up and gasped. Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “What?”

“Harry, why-” As Hermione began to speak someone pulled him up from the seat. Harry turned and he was face to face with his boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. He looked a bit frightened, but annoyed at the same time, so Harry didn’t stop him when he began to pull him out of the Great Hall.

Once outside, Draco didn’t speak, but merely held up a Gryffindor tie; his Gryffindor tie. Harry looked down at the one he was wearing and realized he was wearing a Slytherin tie. He must have grabbed the wrong one when they were getting dressed. The gasps and strange looks from Ron and Hermione suddenly made sense now. He didn’t know how he didn’t see all the confused glances when he first walked into the hall.

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anonymous asked:

So I have an aroace character. Another character falls in love with her and she doesn't with him. She never will. Now, she does come to love him. Just not romantically. (Spoilers!) He's killed at the end of the first book. This is when she finally comes to terms with loving him, and she basically cries, "I love you" to his dying body. The thing is, how can I communicate to my audience that she never had romantic feelings for him? I don't want people to think her being aro is just for angst

Thanks so much for your question, love!  That sounds like a great relationship, and one I’d personally love to see published :)

So we’ve talked a lot about romantic love on the blog – in fact, we made a recent post on the distinction of romantic love.  But we haven’t talked about how to specify platonic love over romantic, and that can be very important in modern fiction – especially in today’s fandom culture, where fans assume every two characters that breathe in a mutual direction are romantically attracted to one another.  Strong F/M friendships (and aromantic characters!) are desperately needed in modern fiction!

I have some advice for you that might help :)  Here we go…


How to Keep Fictional Friendships Platonic

  • Avoid admiration of each other’s physicality – especially involving sexualized body parts.  Friends may notice attractive qualities in each other, no matter their gender or sexuality, but these thoughts can easily confuse readers.  When observing a scene through your aromantic character’s POV, avoid dwelling on the other character’s eyes, lips, scent, muscles/curves, or any details that might be considered sexual (e.g. how their clothing hugs their body).  Some writers don’t think about how their descriptions color their main character’s image/emotions – and that’s how we get female characters who notice each other’s glistening hair and “plump breasts” but are never ever lesbians because god forbid.
  • Show your character’s discomfort at romantic advances.  Just because your character grows to platonically love their friend does not mean they’ll become more comfortable with romantic displays.  Longing looks, moments of silence or one-way sexual tension, small displays of affection like hugs that last too long or gifts (with clear romantic intention) – if the romantic love isn’t returned, those moments will be awkward, and maybe even guilt-inducing.  It’s hard when someone wants you to feel something you don’t, especially if you’re close to them.  Those moments will be there.
  • Allow your character to treat their friend with love, without expectation of anything in return.  A clear indication of love is when a person is kind/considerate or goes out of their way to help their friend – but that moment afterward, when they watch their friend smile and want a hug or a kiss or some kind of reward, turns it romantic.  Friends help each other because they care about each other; they’ve already reached the status of friendship, and they just want to maintain it.  But when you love someone, you’re pursuing something – you’re expecting advancement and change.  When your character is kind to their friend, let them do it just because that’s what friends do.  Skip the long silent moment of anticipation afterwards.
  • Keep them on a level playing field.  The easiest way to make a relationship seem instantly romantic is to typecast the characters involved – especially if they’re F/M.  Putting the woman in the “woman role” – portraying her softness, her patience, her need for protection – and putting the man in the “man role” – protective, strong, unemotional – causes readers to associate them with the stereotypical romance story.  Instead (and you should do this with romance anyway), portray them as equals and separates.  They can do things without each other.  They have thoughts about people other than each other.  They aren’t each other’s puzzle piece and the universe isn’t pushing them together.  And they aren’t Man and Woman – they’re Person and Person.  Playing up their genders (and gender roles) will not serve you in any way.
  • Let them express that they have no romantic feelings for their friend.  Maybe they say it in dialogue; maybe they say it in their head.  Maybe they show it in how they describe the other person (”tall, wears cool jackets, has a great sense of humor, awful driver,” and other non-romantic but still affectionate details).  Maybe they have a romantic encounter with that character, just to feel it out, and decide they just don’t feel anything at all, even if they wanted to.  Maybe the character outright states they’re aromantic, and that solves the puzzle for readers right there (although you may have to say it a few times).  Phrases like: “I can’t love you the way you want.”  “I feel like I’m a disappointment to you.” “I care about you a lot.” “You’re my best friend.”  As angsty or as non-angsty as you want, any phrase a whiteguy would refer to as “friendzoning” can be your ticket to an indirect expression of platonic love.
  • And specific for you, anon: when the friend dies, make sure your character only has platonic memories of them, just to make their meaning behind “I love you” clear.  Have them remember the bad jokes, or the high-fives, or the deep conversations – basically anything that isn’t touchy-feely or a stereotypical couple-thing.  Once your character drops the ILY, readers might get confused.  Make sure they leave the book with a clear image of what you intended for your characters.

I know that got long, but I hope these ideas help you!  I applaud you for wanting to make your aromantic representation clear, and I hope this goes well for you.  If you have any more questions, the inbox opens on Nov. 1st :)

Thanks again, and good luck!


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It’s Difficult (WTLYBF) - 3

Originally posted by jungkook-gifs

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually said that?!” you ask Jungkook, who was walking next to you. He nods, laughing along loudly with you. You told him about Tae, and now you two were talking about your dumb crushes and embarrassing moments around them. Jungkook knew about your crush on Taehyung, so he felt bad and tried to cheer you up: He succeeded at that because all that was on your mind were the stories you could tell him about your past crushes. “What about you? What’s something weird you’ve said to your crush?” Jungkook asks you, giving you his adorable bunny smile. “I told him he had nice legs as a joke..yeah, it’s fair to say he lost the little interest he had in me.” You both giggle about your short story, Jungkook saying something about how weird you were. “Hey, are you hungry? There’s a small restaurant nearby.” You nod and follow Jungkook to where the restaurant was. Once you entered, the smell of the delicious food went through your nostrils. You couldn’t wait to eat. Your thoughts were interrupted by nearby laughter that sounded familiar. Turning, you see Taehyung and Jiyeon sitting across from each other, laughing and holding hands on top of the table. They looked cute together. It made you feel sad again, knowing your best friend was meant to be with the guy you really liked. A hand fell to your shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze. Jungkook’s eyes reflected sympathy, a soft smile on his features. You smile back and follow him to the table. When you sit down, a sweet waitress comes over and starts you with a drink. Once she leaves, Jungkook begins to talk to you. As rude as it seemed, you ignore him and think to yourself.

Why was the universe against me? All your life people have said Jiyeon was the prettier friend, and you never minded until now. Her perfect self won Taehyung over without even knowing it. You began to feel insecure. Not only that, but a small envy towards your own friend. All because of Taehyung. But the more you thought about it, it wasn’t just that. There were more reasons. Jiyeon was a good friend, but she had her bad times. Times where a bitchy side would come out. Maybe guys like that. Nonetheless, you loved her company. Hopefully she treats him right, which you had no doubt about, and hopefully he doesn’t break her heart. You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t notice the waitress come back for your drinks.

“Y/N, you good?” You nodded and smiled at the waitress in apology, bowing your head slightly. You ordered the same as Jungkook, the older lady smiling at you two. “Are you two a couple? You’re very cute.” Tae and I would get mistaken for a couple a lot. Jungkook was about to deny but you shook your head at him. “Couple discount,” you mouthed, making him ‘oh’ and smirk. “Yeah, we’ve been steady for a few weeks.” He grabs your hand from across the table and gives it a squeeze. “That’s sweet, young love. Would you like a couple discount?” You two look at each other and smile cheekily. “Sure.” She nods and smiles once again before leaving, entering the kitchen. After you’re sure she’s gone, you two laugh. “You’re smart.” You flip your hair jokingly, “I know.” It then hit you that Jungkook was still holding your hand. You chose not to say anything, liking the feeling of warmth. Instead, you lifted your other hand and intertwined it with his. Jungkook didn’t mind and just smiled, laughing. “Are you hitting on me?” You let out a fart noise, “you wish.” He pretends to cry, making an ugly face that made you laugh loudly.

Minutes into your conversation, a figure appears between the both of you. You thought it was the waitress, but it was someone else. Taehyung. “Oh, hi.” you say, a bit awkwardly. “Hey.” he responds, putting on a tight forced smile. Was he mad? If he was, you were beyond confused. He was with his girlfriend, having a good time. And he also knew you were hanging out with Kookie today. After your awkward greetings, nothing else was said. “I wasn’t aware you and Kook were a thing.” Taehyung mutters. “Oh- we’re actually not. It’s all just for a couple discount.” He nods, looking away before looking directly at you again. “Well you sure do seem like a couple.” “Well, that’s a good thing. It’s more convincing.” Jungkook blurts. He had this look of annoyance in his eyes, but you weren’t sure why. His jaw seemed sharper, so he must’ve been clenching it. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, sending him a sad smile when he turned to look at you. “Okay then. I’ll be leaving, bye.” You say a goodbye too and watch him leave. Jiyeon waited for him at the exit, looping her arm with Tae’s once he was in her reach. You watched as they left, Jiyeon pecking Tae’s cheek as inaudible words came out of his mouth.

“Here’s your food, enjoy.” You and Jungkook thank the waitress, letting each other go to eat properly. The food was delicious, your mouth watering at the taste. “God, how come you never showed me this place?” You ask, taking another bite. “You were always with Taehyung so I never had the chance.” You nod, looking down. “B-But today I had the opportunity so I took you here. It’s good isn’t it?” His answer was immediate, seconds after his first comment. You found that weird, and not only that but his stutter. You shrug it off. “Yeah, delicious. This should be our hangout spot.” Looking up, you see Jungkook nodding. After you both finish, you go up to pay, making sure to leave a tip. “Is it just me or is it colder?” you ask once you’re outside, pulling your sweater’s sleeves more up to your hands. “No, it is colder.” Jungkook responds. You huddle together, shoulder to shoulder. There was a bit of heat, but anything helped really. “Kookie?” He hums in response. “Thanks for agreeing to hang out. I made up a lie about us having plans to avoid Tae. Fake, I know; but I can’t keep myself together if we’re together, it makes me think that all we’ll ever be is friends.” you explain. “It’s no problem. Just text me whenever you need me.” You nod and hug his arm. “You’re the best.” Jungkook laughs. “I know.”

»part 3 for y'all, earlier than I thought I’d upload it haha. my phone is at 11% wow, I spent around an hour or two to write and edit so it’s good for you guys 💕thanks for enjoying this series and taking time to read it. part 4? ;)«

part 1 part 2 part 4 part 5 Part 6 Part 7 (JK Ending) Part 7 (Tae Ending)

Tim Drake dealing with a hacker

•For a while now Tim has been spending his whole day on the computer.

•With less than 2 hours of sleep and about seven cups of coffee he was NOT a happy person.

•The reason behind this was the hacker that supposedly found all of their identities.

•It happened last week when a strange message popped up.

•"Who would’ve thought the Wayne’s would be the Batfamily!? - :-)“

•All that Tim knew was that whoever was the hacker didn’t reveal their identities.

•But that didn’t mean that they’re going to keep it secret forever.

•So at random times of the day messages would appear with a picture of another superhero that was revealed.

•"Do you talk to the Kent’s much because I got to say their undercover thing kind of sucks. - :-)”

•And just like that Clark Kent’s family was all found out.

•Now he didn’t want to call this in as a league issue because the signal of the computer was coming from Gotham.

•He could handle this by himself, he just needed to break through your complex coding for him to message back.

•So after a week of intense computer devotion he managed to message back.

•"I hate you so much"

•Was the first thing he said to the hacker.

•"Ouch! I was so proud that you broke through my coding and you said that you hated me?“

•"I spent a whole week on that single code… the password was my name. How insulting.”

•"Insulting? I could have major feelings towards you.“

•"Well I hope you don’t.”

•"Man, it must be all the coffee. Seven cups right? You look dead tired"

•Tim froze, did you had access to the cameras?

•"Why are you doing this?“

•"Hmmm. Just wanted to test my skills, Batman has the best security in the hacker world.”

•"We will find you and put you to jail.“

•"Cool! But here’s a map of where the Joker’s weapons are at, he’s not too good at hiding his footsteps on cyberspacee”

•"How do I know if this is legitimate.“

•"Because I’m trying to make you not follow my tracks, gotta throw someone under the bus. See you soon - :-)”

•Tim later checked the place and turns out you weren’t lying, Joker’s stuff was there.

•And oddly you would randomly give locations on where the next villains area would be.

•It took a while for Tim to actually appreciate your help.

•Batman and the others saw you as a bit of a helper to go to when they were in a fix.

•So after a couple weeks of good leads Tim thought he should thank you.

•You never gave a name or even a code name. All he knew was that you were in Gotham.“

•"Hey, The team wants to thank you on the help that you have been giving us these last few weeks.”

•"It’s nothing, the bad guys just suck hiding themselves online.“

•"We could employ you to work for us.”

•"A mask and a cape? I’ll pass, my major doesn’t allow me for nightlife crime fighting.“

•"You go to college?”

•"Nah, I’m a basement dweller…. Yeah Tim I have a life just like you.“

•After that Tim searched up the colleges around Gotham and got a list of the top students in the software engineering field.

•He had a plan and was going to find out who you really are.

•Under the Wayne’s company name he held a major software engineering and coding competition.

•Winner would get a top job at Wayne enterprises.

•The night of the competition he got a message.

•"A competition really? You know that I will win.”

•"That’s the point.“

•"Don’t favor! If you wanted to know who I was you could’ve just asked.”

•"I think I tried that already.“

•"Oh yeah huh, we’ll see ya tomorrow.”

•It was no surprise that the winner of this competition won within an hour.

•When Tim got up to see who you really were he was shocked.

•You were cute.

•And that was bad.

•You were cute and smart.

•Shit.

•He gave a nervous gulp as he went up to shake your hand.

•"Why do you look so nervous Red?“ You jokingly whispered into his ear.

•"You… look… not what a worldwide hacker usually looks like.”

•You cocked an eyebrow.

•"What does that mean?“

•"It means that Tim thinks your hot.”

•Dick appeared behind him and shook your hand.

•"Thanks for all the help.“ Dick said with a smile.

•Dick gave Tim a pat on the back and slightly pushed him towards you.

•"Sooo does the winner get a kiss from the famous Drake?”

•"What? No…. at least not here.“

Celestial Navigation:  Prison Break

Okay, so here you go!  This is for the Anon who was having a rough time of it like a month or so ago, and I said I’d write this, then got started and couldn’t get it to go anywhere.  It just…sucked.  I don’t know.  I’ve tried to clean it up some, so hopefully, it is fun and will lift Anon’s spirits if they are still out there.  I didn’t forget.  I just had a hard time with this one, so I hope it is remotely close to what you were hoping for.  Anyway, enjoy!  Thanks everyone.  

Summary:  Tony and Rhodey end up in jail because they were protesting Trump.  Steve is very displeased by this. Or, the “No One Puts Baby in Cell” Edition. 

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anonymous asked:

Okay Reddie, how they kinda came out to each other/to the group?? And like how the feel about being attracted to the other??? Please 💞💞

  • there was always something there, underneath all the bickering and they  both knew it from a young age
  • surprisingly it was eddie who was able to comprehend his feelings a bit better than richie
  • richie grew up in a bad home and his parents would religiously slander same sex couples so he had some internalized homophobia
  • don’t get me wrong, eddie was confused af but he was more open to the idea of it than richie was
  • all richie knew is that when he and eddie were together all the thoughts went away and he was genuinely happy
  • they never came out to each other perse, they both just knew there was something there and decided to go for it
  • they did drunkenly fool around a little bit but neither of them would admit to remembering the night
  • when they did start some kind of relationship they took it extremely slow bc both of them were still rocky with the idea of dating boy let only your best friend since preschool
  • it was eddie’s idea bc he hated watching girls at school opening flirting with richie
  • they didn’t tell the losers about it, but nothing really changed all that much
  • richie would still hang off eddie, tease him about his height, his name and make jokes about his mother
  • richie was naturally a touchy person when it came to eddie so there was nothing too different.
  •  richie absolutely adored eddie, he was always there when he needed to get away from his own parents
  • even though eddie knew he was risking getting in trouble by his own mother
  • eddie prefers richie in his glasses rather than his contacts, and he still carries an extra pair around with him even after all these years.
  • same with richie, he still carries an inhaler around for eddie in his back pack just incase (this is canon I had to)
  • they would hold hands around the losers when it was just the seven of them and they never questioned it.
  • the losers were never strictly told when richie and eddie started dating.
  • but they all walked in on some relatively intimate moments.
  • starting with bev who caught them lying on the grass at the quarry late at night both staring at the stars, eddie resting his head on richie’s chest
  • bill was next, waking in a subtle moment better the pair as they stood behind the school richie’s head tucked a little to close to eddie’s neck, murmuring sweet nothings in his ear. (this is fukin gay lol)
  • ben caught them playing holding hands under the desk in the library, eddie trying to hold back a smile
  • and mike had been riding into town when he saw the pair hiding behind a tree at the quarry, eddie sat snuggled into richie’s lap playing with the taller boys fingers
  • but stan caught time pair fast asleep, lying in richie’s bed fully clothed. legs tangled together and sheets hanging off the bed
  • richie curled into eddie’s chest. both sleeping soundly.
  • they never had to tell the losers because they all just knew.

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