things that are happening and i am freaking out about

anonymous asked:

Hello! How would you write a dialogue in which a character is freaking out about something? I generally have them word vomit but I don't really like that style. If its too much could you show me an example as well?


You could definitely word vomit – especially if your character is hysterical – but that’s not the only way to do it by any means. I know a few other ways.

1. Calmly.
This is strange, considering your character is freaking out, but the freak-out is internal – they’re shutting themselves off due to shock. In this case, they would be quiet, sane, and even if what they’re saying is illogical, it would probably sound reasonable.

“I was right there when she shot him. He dropped like a sack of flour. I figured he was gone as soon as the bullet hit his chest. So now I’ve decided I’m gonna go after her. Right now. And I’m gonna kill her.”
“What? You can’t do that!”
“Sure I can. She killed him, so I kill her. It’s called justice.”
“But- With just your bare hands?”
“The way I feel right now, my bare hands are more than enough.”

Notice how the character who just watched their friend die in front of them isn’t yelling, isn’t stuttering, isn’t getting angry or crying – they’re perfectly calm, almost to the point of complete emotional shutdown.

2. Angrily.
Some people get angry when they lose control and freak out – it scares them, and the fear manifests itself as anger. This type particularly happens when they’re upset about something and other characters aren’t taking it seriously or are shrugging off their concerns.

“No! It’s happening tonight! We don’t have time to think, or weigh things, we need to fucking leave! Now!”
“We can’t. You know that, and you’d remember that, if you were thinking straight-”
“I am thinking straight! It’s you who’s fucked in the head. I don’t give a damn what you think we can and can’t do, we need to clear out of here, right this second.”

As you can see, this character is freaking out – their concerns may or may not have a firm foundation, but obviously they are concerned, and that concern is manifesting itself as fury.

3. By stuttering.
For some people, it’s hard to talk when they panic, because their minds race forward ahead of their mouths and they get tongue-tied. I typically see/use this with more anxious characters, or with characters who aren’t typically good at speaking anyways (in other words, who are uncomfortable talking).

There are a couple of different ways to stutter:
a. Repeat the beginning of each word.

“I tr-tried to s-save him, but he wuh-wouldn’t l-let me … he knew it was g-going to happen. It’s my f-fault!”

(However, keep in mind that this kind of stuttering is more as if your character is crying and trying to talk through sobs and hiccups. Please use it sparingly – it can get old fast.)

b. Repeat words.

“No. No, I don’t know what’s going on, Ricky. Ricky, why would I have any idea? Don’t fucking look at me like that, Ricky. Don’t look at me like I’m lying.”

c. Insert filler sounds: “ah”, “uh”, “um”, and/or curse words.

“I, uh, I- fuck. I, ummm, I think maybe, ah, maybe we should leave?”

For more on stuttering – it can be hard to peg correctly – check out this post.

I hope this helps! If you need anything else, please feel free to ask. - @authors-haven

So, Neptune goes into retrograde today

So, as some of you know, Neptune retrograde beings today (June 16, 2017) and ends on November 22, 2017 at 11° Pisces.
I am making this post not to freak people out, but to say my thoughts on the subject as everyone on this community, is once again, freaking out about retrograde.  
As practitioners we know the moment you throw your belief into something, say a “curse” someone placed on you or retrograde, the stronger it’s influence grows on you.  I am saying this because a lot of people are talking that horrible things could happen in this retrograde, but I raise this question; could the next few moths be a “bad time” because yet again a planet is going into retrograde, or could it be a bad few months because everyone believes it is going to be a bad few months?  
I personally believe that if anything bad does happen over these next few months it will be not because of retrograde, but because of some other outside force, like some idiot political figure.  

As Always

The Do’s and Dont’s of Going to See a Potential Marriage Partner

I think it’s something we can all learn from Insha’Allah. Please feel free to add your own in the comments below.

The Do’s:

  • DO give the girl’s family plenty of notice before arriving, (that’s so they can be prepared and don’t have to worry about appointment cancellations etc.)
  • DO greet the family members on arrival
  • DO dress as you normally would. (If you normally wear western dress, then stick to that, there is no point wearing a juba etc to impress the girl’s family)
  • DO ask the girl’s wali for permission if you want to ask her any questions. (Make sure you are specific about what you ask, dont beat about the bush)
  • DO be honest when answering any questions

The Dont’s:

  • DON’T go to see her alone
  • DON’T enter the house or take a seat without permission
  • DON’T keep talking unnecessarily unless you have something useful to say (be buisness like and to the point)
  • DON’T stay too quiet and make yourself look like an arrogant person.
  • DON’T go dressed like it is your wedding day.
  • DON’T keep your eyes fixed on the girl (It is important you take a look but that does not mean constantly staring at her to freak her out)
  • DON’T ask silly questions like what have you planned for today? (I am sure they would have cancelled any plans for that particular day)
  • DON’T waste time discussing things like the weather (Leave that job for the weatherman)
  • DON’T be demanding straightaway e.g. I expect my wife to cook and clean for me and wash and iron my clothes, polish my shoes etc (I know it probably sounds hillarious but it can happen)
  • DON’T try to impress the wali by boasting about you earnings (It’s not good to be materialistic)

anon said: Hi I’m a tae/kook shipper and when I saw the vlive stare, I was so shook 👀. It was so intense to me. Probably because I’ve never noticed it. Have they always done stares like these? Thank you for reading

Sorry, I had to edit your ask so it wouldn’t show in the tae/kook tag. 

The thing with jikook is that they stare at each other a lot. Like in almost every single BTS video, jikook make eye contact at least once. They literally can’t take their eyes off of each other. For reference here’s a few video compilations: here, here, here, and here

Like……… they stare at each other so often that it’s kind of a regular thing for jikook shippers? of course we still freak out about it, bc well we are shippers, but it’s a common thing that happens. 

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Taehyung college AU

Pairing: Taehyung x reader
Genre: fluff, smut
Warnings: NSFW stuff
Word count: 6.1k

Requested by @raisa-eletae: Tae likes you and calls you as an anonymous and you two keep talking, (you are a medical stud and Taehyung is also in the same college; maybe different department), he knows you through your brother Suga.. and Suga guesses it and calls you over at their dorm in a time when none but Taehyung was there…and then after talking for some time you finally understand that Taehyung is the one who was talking with you all these days and you always had some kind of fantasies about him so thus things get heated?? well I hope it’s not too confusing or weird…

My dear, it’s not confusing or weird at all! This was fun to write so thank you for requesting this. I did change the calling thing to a messaging thing, because I think you would recognize a voice like Tae’s; you would know it was him in a second. I hope you don’t mind ^^ Anyways, here you go, enjoy!

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OK, but hear me out: What if the Avengers had YouTube Channels?

Clint has a channel where he tries to recreate Pinterest and BuzzFeed DIY’s. You know that type of videos: chaos, DIY’s gone really, really wrong and a lot of (unnecessary) cursing.

“Today we’re going to try to make this sprinkle-shooting arrow. Look at how pretty this sh*t is!”

“It’s on fire! ITS ON FU*KING FIRE!

“OK, that fu*ked up pretty bad”

(Clint Barton in a nutshell)

Caption: “Oh, did that explode? Yeah, it exploded. Sh*t, man. Laura’s gonna kill me.”

Originally posted by mayawolf

Thor had to do vlogs. Like, have you seen him? This six feet guy, all beefy and worked out, walking around New York being all like “I shall buy the midgardian drink known as coffee this splendorous morning.” 

And then Jane takes him shopping and he just freaks out about the things we invent… And then movie night (am I the only one who thinks it would be hilarious to get Thor to watch a horror movie??). 

He is front line in any protest or march, even if he is not entirely sure of what’s happening. A treasure everyone should protect.

Caption: That one blog, that one time.

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Don’t tell me Tony and Bruce don’t have a collaboration channel where they do experiments and essentially blow things up, because you’re wrong. 

Tony is the one who keeps saying there aren’t enough explosives yet (Really, Bruce. You don’t see it? If we don’t put more TNT in there, it won’t work) and Bruce is he more sensible one (Tony, there’s three kilograms of dynamite in there. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IS THAT?). 

And all their videos end up with stuff either blowing up in their faces or melting through tables. But people still love them, because they are hilarious.

Caption: “Hello guys. Today we are going to do a thermonuclear… Tony, NO. LEAVE THAT ALONE.”

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

The kind of multi content uploader is Natasha. She has a series dedicated completely to self-defense, specially aimed to women, where Steve is a regular guest. 

But she also makes beauty videos like 15 Beauty Hacks the Government Doesn’t Want you to Know How to Die Your Hair Red Like the Blood of Your Enemies” “Deadly Beauty: The Secret to Russian Spies’ flawless skin. or Three Winter Outfits You Can Totally Kill Someone With.

Caption: “Here I am, being better than everyone, as usual”

Originally posted by theavengers

And last, but not least, Steve Rogers. He does deep reflections every Friday and uploads motivational videos once a month. One of his videos and you are sure to feel strong enough to conquer the world. 

His motivational speeches have moved armies to win battles, and they’re sure to move you to get outta the sofa. But the question remains: Did he write that down or made it up from the top of his head?

Caption: I would say something, but it would be rubbish compared to what Captain America has to say, so I’ll just won’t.

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Not As Good As Her

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Hello! This is a cheating fic about Josh Dun x Reader. I am an angst whore, so this is really angsty. This is only my second top fic, so go easy on me! There will be a second part!

If you don’t like angst, you can check out my other fic Unknown Number.

You had fallen in love with Josh Dun, the drummer of twenty one pilots. How you ended up with him was a mystery to you, because he was way out of your league, but for some reason, he had feelings for you too, and you had been in a relationship for a year now. He had been on tour recently and had just came home. He had been acting weird ever since he got back. You were a little worried that you had done something wrong, and you decided to try and make him feel better, or make up for whatever you had done.

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A/n: in this series Cedric hasn’t died. 

 Draco X Reader

  Seeing her walking down the hallway beside him made my heart hurt every time I’d get a sight of them, her smile towards him just make me feel even worst. I can’t say that she wasn’t the light in my whole world of darkness. The only light in my life after I got the Dark Mark, she was the only one that made me keep going. Even though, I knew that in the end we would be fighting for different sides. Different reasons. Being a Malfoy signed my future since I was born, I was born for this. To fight for Voldemort.

   I was walking back to Slytherin common room when I bumped into someone. By the cologne I could recognize her. Y/n. 

 “I’m so-sorry. I was a little bit distracted.” Her voice cut the silence. I was a little disappointed that she didn’t dare to look up at me. 

“Never mind”, I said and she just let go of my arms that she was using as support to not fall.

 “I should get going. It was nice to see you, Draco.” She said and turned around going back to wherever she had came from.

   When I got to my shared room, I just couldn’t sleep. She was always on my mind. She’s so beautiful. She’s my dream that came true and I’d let slip through my fingers. Closing my eyes I could still feel her lips on my neck, her hands running through my hair, the sweetness that her eyes would give me when we’d share glances. But now almost all of this was to him. To Cedric. I know that their friendship was more than that to him, and he also being in the Huffle-Puff house just made everything much easier. At least half of the school think that they’re made for each other, and the other half it’s just worried enough about their own personal problems to opinate on somebody else’s relationship. But I was in the third part, alone. Thinking why I did that to her. Pansy it’s just another bitch that I have the displeasure to have sex with. I fucked her, and she spread the word. And a few hours later Y/n showed up at the Slytherin dinning table and just throw the ring I gave her in my chest. And when I looked up it hit me like a hurricane. See her make up all messed up because of the tears just broke my heart. She was so vulnerable, she doesn’t deserve any of the shit I did to her. I don’t deserve her.   And I don’t know why I can’t get her out of my mind and let her be happy. It’s this what love is about, right? To love someone so much that you rather see her happy with someone else and be happy for her right? Wrong. This is so fucking wrong. I can’t stand seeing her with him, I know I’m a stupid jealous prick. But I just can’t. She is everything I need to feel fine again. As weeks passed by and the Christmas break was getting close, I could notice that she’d got back walking alone and with her head down. And when everyone was ready to leave and I saw her merely waving a goodbye to Cedric, I realized that something was wrong. 

“Hey, something wrong? ”, I asked when I sat beside her on her house table. 

“No. Everything is fine.” She smiled, and focused on the chocolate frogs, and when she opened one box and the little frog jumped she let out a soft giggle.

“You know that they can jump only one time right?” 

“Yeah. But I can’t grab them before they do it. ”

 “Years and years of training, my dear.”   She just let a sigh out and turn to the beans. 

“Well, beans don’t jump.”

“Yeah, yeah they don’t.” And after a long time I smiled, honestly. We spent almost the whole night together, telling stories, remembering our own and everything. It was good to see that she didn’t kept any rage or anger towards me. It kinda give me a little hope. 

 “You could stay the night.” was what she said when I got up to leave. 

 “Ar-are you sure? I mean, I can go back to my room.” I was a little breathless. She asked me to stay. She did it.

 “Yes, stay. I don’t like being here alone.” 

“But what about Cedric?” As soon as the words left my lips I saw a little bit of sadness in her eyes. “I’m sorry, I should get going.” 

 “Draco, stay. Cedric won’t mind. I promise.” 

“What happened?” I whispered to her ear as I lay beside her. 

“Uh… I just saw him with an Asian girl these days.” With this said, her arms got a little bit tighter herself. 

“I’m sorry.” That was all I could say. I couldn’t judge him because I did just the same. Having these thoughts on my mind made me snap out of what was happening, and when I looked at her to see what was happening, I’ve felt her lips on mine. And three seconds later she was sitting in my lap kissing me roughly. My hands ran faster that I couldn’t even realize and the stopped in her waist, where I pressed a little bit and heard her moan low next to my ear lobe, where she did left a small bite. She started to unbutton my shirt and I did the same with hers. At the moment that our clothes touched the ground, I lead my hands to her backs and started to take her bra out and in the following second I could stare at her bare chest, her tan skin matched perfectly with the blue underwear that she were wearing. She smiled and leant a little bit down and ours lips touched again.

I was standing over her, supporting my weight on my arms, already naked. I stared at her hazel-grace eyes a she gave me a slight nod. In the next second I pressed my member in her pussy allowing it to enter her.

A few hours later I woke up and looked at her, sleeping right beside my with her right hand over my abdomen. Did I already mention that I am completely in love with her? 

“Stop staring.”, she murmured with a sleepy voice. 

“I couldn’t resist.” I smiled when she pressed my hand. 

“Alright then.”, she looked at me. With a few thoughts on my head I looked at her and knew that she was thinking about the same thing I was. 

“How do we stay now?” As soon as I left those words left my mouth, I felt her tense a little under my touch. 

“I don’t know. How do you want us to stay?” 

“I want to be with you. But I don’t know if you want the same.” I admitted and stare back at the roof. 

 “I want this either. But I don’t know if I am really ready to get over everything that happened between us yet. ”

 Ouch! That hurt. But at least I knew that she was willing to be with me. 

 “We can work things out. We can make it right this time.” 

“I don’t have any doubt about this. I know we can. But it still hurts you know. And seeing that Pansy keeps that freaking smirk on her face every time I’m around kills me.”

“Pansy what? She keep going on with this shit? What in the bloody hell is wrong with her? Is she disturbed?” 

“I don’t know what’s wrong with her, but it seems that she kept seeing you after that. ” 

“ No she didn’t. I’d never stayed in the same room she was in except for the classes. Did she said that?” I could feel my blood boiling in my veins. That little bitch. Who dared she? 

“I’m going to have a little talk with her tomorrow morning.” 

“If this problem with Parkinson get solved as soon as possible, than we might talk about what really can happen between us. Until that, this is all what we gonna have. Seeing each other hidden.” And with that said, she turned her back to me and fall asleep. Not more that five minutes I did the same.    

Originally posted by crystelgreene

anonymous asked:

Can i request a fluffy Jay Park scenario, where he's meeting your parents for the first time,and he is super nervous? also can you not make the dad the stereotypical dad, i hate stuff like that with dad's having to "scare" their boyfriends. Thank you!

“Baby why are you so nervous?” You chuckled liftin gup Jay’s collar so that you could put the tie around his neck and make sure that he looked his very best.

“I’ve never met your parents before but from the stories of your younger youth, I really don’t want to fuck this up.” Jay groaned cupping your cheeks as he pressed a kiss against your lips once you were done. He let his hands press against your dress to make sure that it was straight, smiling to himself at how beautiful you looked.

“Baby, you’re my boyfriend and I know one day you will be my husband. And everything that comes with that title. I don’t bring guys home, so they will know I’m serious about you but if you freak out it won’t work.” You whined grabbing at his hands frowning and looking up at him.

“Yes, but you’re my princess. And I know when I have a daughter I am going to be the same way. No man will ever be good enough for her. I’m not good enough for you.” He matched your pout letting his black hair fall in your face. You smiled widely before using your hands to comb it back behind his ears tilting your head.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And if we don’t get going soon you will be hated for being late. Not for not being good enough for me.” Kissing his lips once more you moved to grab at your purse and lace your heels up on your feet smiling happily, you made sure to grab everything that you needed walking outside towards the car. Jay was going to drive you both because he wanted to go all out over something small. It was just going to be a dinner meeting of you and your parents and Jay. It wouldn’t even take that long so you didn’t understand his nerves, but on the flip side you had never met his parents, and you were dreading the day you ever would have to. So, in some aspect you could understand why he was the way he was.

While he was driving, he was so fidgeting tapping against the wheel and trying to calm himself down because his heart was a mess. Laughing softly, you grabbed at his hand lacing your fingers together softly singing songs that he would focus on you for a second. You let your fingers graze against his over the soft skin and you made sure to keep him calm humming louder until your hums turned into singing. The car ride wasn’t long and once you arrived he opened your door for you, moving to let you out of the car walking you towards your parents’ house. You knew that only your dad would be there right now with your mother coming later, resulting in you having time to rest in your old room as a child.

“Deep breaths. Remember no matter what. I love you.” You reminded him as the doorbell was rung. He nodded his head but his eyes shown how scared he was. Kissing his nose, you brought a light smile to his lips that he took a deep breath and the door was opened in front of you. There stood you there, with his strong tall stature looking at you his glasses on his face as he watched you both. You gripped onto Jay’s hand tighter to let him know that you were there and once you let it go you moved forward to throw your arms around his neck smiling widely.

“Daddy.. This is my boyfriend. Park Jaebum. And Jay. This is my daddy.” You smiled softly stepping back from your father’s strong hands as he hugged you. He looked the boy up and down puffing out his chest causing you to face palm and hide behind your hands because you knew it was an act. You watched as he gripped onto Jay’s hand and shook with a stern grip through your fingertips. Jay bowed his head before he cleared his throat meeting the grip, his tattoos showing on his hand and his rolled-up shirt.

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Kim Y/N has spoken very highly of you.” He pulled away looking your father in the eyes and you were surprised he was doing so well, not shaking or tearing down. You felt a bit relieved that he could stand there and not fall over.

“Let’s talk away from her. Sweetheart why don’t you go into your room and wait for us?” Your father asked but you knew it was a demand.

“I don’t want to-“You started to protest and he gave you another look down from his glasses and sighing you let your hands fly up in the air as you stomped off into your room waiting for him to finish up. You could hear faint mumbling from the background and your dad was talking quickly and it made you feel your stomach drop because you wanted to know that Jay was ok.

Walking towards your room, you got on your phone texting your mom, letting your back rest against your hello kitty sheets that you’ve had since your high school years.

{Text: Madam Kim}

He’s back at it again with the macho man stuff -.-

{Text from: Madam Kim}

Ah, you know how your father gets. Everything can and will be destroyed by him >.> don’t worry too much just rest.

{Text: Madam Kim}

How can I just rest at a time like this!! What if he hurts him?! Mommy come home soon.. My boyfriend’s life depends on it :c

{Text from: Madam Kim}

Your dad is a big teddy bear. And he knows better than to ruin your happiness. He has to live with the Queen of Sass and silent treatments. I’ll be home soon. I love you.

Laughing softly, you chunked your phone down shutting your eyes and letting yourself rest you let yourself fall into a sleep it was no point in stressing about how things were going or what you were going to do since he had your boyfriend preoccupied. You outed your lips out as you knocked out breathing slowly and even in your dreams you felt yourself worrying about Jay. If he was ok, if he was going to come and get you if your dad was going to be easy and let up on him. Despite everything that you felt bothering you, you were knocked out hard and dreaming because a sometimes later your body was being pushed gently and a deep voice was waking you up. You jumped up looking at Jay your hands moving to check his face and his body out frowning. “Are you hurt?” You asked him with a raspy voice tilting your head. Jay chuckled kissing your forehead laying down beside you pulling you on your back.

“I am fine. You had me scared for no reason. Your daddy is a soft teddy bear.” He teased as he tapped your nose kissing over your face.

“Oh really now? A teddy bear? So, you won’t be scared of him anymore?” You asked teasing him and wiggling your eyebrows.

“No never again.” He chuckled sticking his nose in the air, just then the door was pushed open rather roughly after a few loud bangs and your fathers gravelly voice was heard as he peered down at the both of you on the bed.

“Keep this door open all the times. And I would hope you remember, I may be a teddy bear but when it comes to my door the only stuffing that I will be pulling is out of you.” Your father made the two fingers motion for watching you and Jay walking off with his head in the air. Snickering softly, you looked over at your boyfriend whose face drained color and caused you to feel bad for him.

“Still not afraid?” You asked softly nibbling on his neck smirking when he pushed you back groaning and frowning.

“Yah, do you want me to die? Not here.. He is quite scary.” He frowned before he laughed pulling you closer to his body shutting his eyes as he waited for your mother to get home so that you could all eat.

One thing I am really enjoying about Iron Blooded Orphans is they aren’t playing around when it comes to the tête-à-têtes concerning relationships and feelings. Something that the Japanese are KNOWN for dancing around the subject of.

Everyone was freaking out earlier this year over Yuri On Ice!!! But those scenes between Shino and Yamagi ARE ON THE SAME LEVEL. Add on top of that the relationship that developed between Merribit and Nady, the heavy suggestions that something was going to happen between Lafter and Akihiro, and this awesome love triangle they have going on between Atra, Mika, and Kudelia AND I JUST HAVE TO SAY THAT IT ADDS SUCH A BELIEVABLE LAYER TO EVERYONE IN SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MANNER and makes you really care for their safety causing you to yell at your device and thank god you live by yourself.

Seriously guys, Gundam Wing was the reason I fell in anime fandom hell at the tender age of 10 watching it on toonami with my older brother and Iron Blooded Orphans has revived those intense feelings of obsession with space travel, mechas, and the gundam world in general. AND the correspondences and scenes that I used to beg for in Gundam Wing (1XR for life!!) I am finally getting in Iron Blooded Orphans.

I just love it so much.

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songs of hamilton: a summaries

alexander hamilton: guess who it is

aaron burr, sir: shut up please. also my boy john sings, lafayette says fuck you to the king and hercules fucks horses

my shot: i am small but full of rage

the story of tonight: squads that fight together drink together

the schuyler sisters: my girls being badass

farmer refuted: some dude in the street gets roasted by a.ham

you’ll be back: george gets salty

right hand man: hey i know we have problems but i have three friends

a winter’s ball: alexander is a whore

helpless: eliza and alexander 4eva

satisfied: shit goes down ft. cool rapping by angelica

the story of tonight (reprise): squads that fight together drink together even more

wait for it: burr can’t control love, life or hamilton (or his emotions)

stay alive: charles lee is a weak ass bitch and a.ham wants to fight but can’t

ten duel commandments: laurels is a Good Bro 

meet me inside: alexander has daddy issues

that would be enough: emotional interlude between battles

guns and ships: lafayette is back to Fuck Shit Up (how does he rap so fast???? will we ever know?? probably not)

history has its eyes on you: don’t fuck up, alexander

yorktown (the world turned upside down): hercULES MULLIGAN 

what comes next?: george is still salty

dear theodosia: theodo-PHILLIP WHEN YOU SMILE I AM UNDONE MY SON-sia

tomorrow there’ll be more of us: the only one not on the cd. also the most emotional thing i have ever heard

non-stop: alexander does not allow himself to grieve

what’d i miss: you simply must meet thomas thOMAS

cabinet battle 1: alexander and thomas diss each other in front of a bunch of people

take a break: alexander your son is nine don’t be a dick and listen to him rapping. also angelica freaks out about a comma and alexander roasts john adams

say no to this: sex. 

the room where it happens: wtf did you guys do in there. why can’t i come

schuyler defeated: alexander why are you so goddamn proud

cabinet battle 2: damn alexander. back at it again with fighting jefferson

washington on your side: jefferson madison and burr are the Salt Squad aka the southern motherfucking democratic republicans

one last time: dad why hath you forsaken me

i know him: george isn’t salty and enjoys watching america destroy itself

the adams administration: alexander Fucks Up

we know: oh shit

hurricane: i have a sad past. also maybe i should tell everyone i slept with maria reynolds even though literally no one is accusing me of it

the reynolds pamphlet: everyone else realises how much of a fuck up alexander is ft. angelica slaying

burn: eliza cries a lot

blow away: phillip is a precious baby and must be protected at all costs

stay alive (reprise): goddamn it i said he had to be protected not fucking killed

its quiet uptown: they hold hands. angelica watches. “there are moments where you’re in so deep it feels easier to just swim down” aka the best line of the play

the election of 1800: can we get back to politics? alexander supports….. jefferson????? damn

your obedient servant: burr is salty as fuck. also 30 years of disagreements

best of wives and best of women: can’t hear the song because i’m sobbing to loudly

the world was wide enough: alexander is wearing glasses. burr shoots him then realises he Fucked Up but its too late so he hides

who lives, who dies, who tells your story: oh man. an emotional rollercoaster. everyone says alexander was an Okay Guy. eliza is a Mom. an all round emotional ending

When Their S/O Has Bad Stress/Anxiety {Reaction}

Note: I don’t know if this is exactly what you wanted, but since this is my first request(!!!) I did try really hard to make this good. Also one of these talks of a panic attack and as I have no first hand experience I am sorry if it is inaccurate. Anyhow I hope you enjoy my first request!~Rin

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a GOT7 reaction to their s/o having really bad anxiety and they stress and worry about everything? Sorry if you’ve done something like this.

Park Jinyoung

Originally posted by kareverie

Jinyoung knew that you had a job interview for your dream job. Jinyoung also knew how high your level of anxiety could get. Having this knowledge of you he stopped by your favorite cafe before coming over for breakfast the day of. He arrived to find you hyperventilating as you went over the possible interview questions again and again. Your appearance told him that maybe giving you coffee wouldn’t be the best thing right now.

Jinyoung:”Did you sleep last night?”

Y/N: “How could I have slept at a time like this? I had to go over those questions and I still need to.”

Jinyoung: “Jagiya I am taking these away and we are going to take a nap until it’s time for you to go. You don’t need to worry about anything, because I know that you are amazing and you will do amazing.”

Im Jaebum

Originally posted by defsoulfeels

Public speaking was not your strong suit. Even if you were 100% prepared and knew everything about your topic you couldn’t help, but stress out about everything. Did you remember to alphabetically sort your works cited? Was the slide theme appropriate for the subject matter? Had you chosen to wear a good outfit that wouldn’t distract from you presentation? All these worries and more ran through your head and eventually out of your mouth as you sat with Jaebum. He just chuckled slightly and squeezed your hand in his own as you ran your mouth a mile a minute.

Y/N: “Do you think I should have used smaller index cards? Is a ponytail really okay for this or should I put my hair down? Oh my god did I forge-”

Jaebum: “Y/N you have spent the past week polishing this thing past perfection. You will do just fine.”

Y/N: “But-”

Jaebum: “You may be cute when you worry like this, but there is no need. I believe in you.”

Jackson Wang

Originally posted by narniajagkommernu

Jackson stalwartly believed that four in the morning was a perfect time to be asleep. No one need to be up at a time like that no matter the reason. That’s why he was slightly miffed to find himself waking up at 4:12 in the morning, because you were out of bed doing things. It took him only a second to realize why and once this occurred all annoyance faded away. The only thing in his mind was making you forget your worries at least long enough to fall back to sleep.

Without any warning he pulled you back onto the bed and began to tickle you. Even when you screamed for him to stop he continued. He continued until you ran out of breathe and settled back into the plush comforter wrapped up in his arms and eyes drooping closed.

Jackson: “Better?”


Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by jongdabae

Your shirt was pulled up your back slightly as you slid down the mirror. The cool slide of the glass was lost in the back of your mind. Instead you felt overwhelming fear and anxiety wash over you in waves throwing you against the rock that was your own mind. Breaths escaped you as your heart pounded unrelentingly against your chest.

Oblivious to your panic attack Yugyeom bounded into the room excitedly rambling about this and that. Plopping down next to you he draped his arm over your shoulders only to have you not cling to him like usual. Looking at you he realized what was happening, but had no idea how to help you. Unbeknownst to him his helplessness was the best thing for you at the moment.

Yugyeom: “Oh my god Y/N are you okay? What do I do? What can I do? I am such a shit boyfriend I can’t even help you out.”

Y/N: “Gyeomie… Gyeomie. It’s okay, i’m okay. Don’t… Don’t you start freaking out on me.”

Yugyeom: “Jagiya thank god” *Instantly embraces you*

Choi Youngjae

Originally posted by demfluffycheeks

It had been a year since you last talked to anyone in your family. You hadn’t left on such great terms, but recently your mother reached out to you. Now your parents were coming to visit you and even though they were family you couldn’t help how much your hands shook at the thought.

Standing in the kitchen you dried dishes while Youngjae cleaned the countertops. It was when he had his back to you that you dropped the cup in your hands and in shattered in the sink. In an instant Youngjae was checking you over making sure you weren’t hurt. He only grew concerned when he noticed how hard your hands shook as he held them in his own.

Youngjae: “Wait here I know the perfect thing.”

Y/N: “I’m fine Jae! It’s just a little cold in thi-”

Youngjae: “But Coco really wants to see you.” *Holds Coco up to your face*

Mark Tuan

Originally posted by jypnior

No matter how hard you tried you just couldn’t get Korean down. You had really hoped that you would’ve been fluent enough by now to at least hold a simple conversation. After learning a word,though, it slipped right out of your grasp the second you went to use it. Sitting at your desk pouring over textbooks you clenched your hands ready to just throw the thing to the side.

    At this moment Maek opened your door a plate of your favorite snack held in one hand and a soft blanket held in the other. Sneaking up behind you he draped the blanket over your shoulders and hugged you with one arm. He set the snacks down on top you desk covering the books that caused you so much stress.

Mark: “Take a break. It doesn’t matter to me if you speak Korean. I am from L.A. after all.”

Y/N: “I just feel bad that you have to translate for me when the boys are around.”

Mark: “If doing that means you are around then I am okay with that. I love you so I don’t mind being a translator.”


Originally posted by gag-queen

You felt heat run through you body and without realizing it the pencil in your hand snapped in half. Without realizing it you had been clenching your hands, not in anger but in stress. As you realized how much stress you had building up on you tears started to fall down your face.

Hearing you crying BamBam rushed in to find you face down sobbing into your books. He knew finals were coming up for you, but he hadn’t realized how much of a toll studying was taking on you. Unsure of what to do BamBam did what he knew best.

BamBam: “Look at me. I promise you will feel a lot better.”

Y/N: *Lifts head and looks at him*

BamBam: *Dabs*

Y/N: “I hate you so much”

BamBam: “But you’re not crying so I will take that as a compliment.”

Why Am I Like This | Part 4 | JUGHEAD JONES X READER

Description: The day of the Homecoming dance has finally arrived and things were going smoothly for once. Jughead and the reader elected to not talk about their almost kiss while Archie and the reader go ahead with their plans to preform at the dance. All is well until the end of Archie and the reader’s song when Jughead is seen with a face of pure desolation, storming out of the gym.

Author’s Note: I would like to say thank you to every one who had read/ commented on this fic I honestly did not think so many people would like it. This part is slow paced and not very action pact but it’s main purpose is to set the scene for part 5 which I’m sad to say will be the last one. Also the song that is sang in this part is by Maroon 5 but I honestly don’t like the original version so I envision what they’re singing sounding like this cover. If you want to be tagged in the next part or in any upcoming fic I write, feel free to message me.

Word Count: 1731

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3| Part 5

When the bell rang for 2nd period, Jughead was already halfway out the door hoping to beat the main hallway traffic. He kept his head down trying to avoid a confrontation with other students while weaving his way through the crowd. Archie was going through his locker with Betty by his side when Jughead arrived at their usual meeting spot before 3rd.

“Hey you nervous about tonight man,” Jughead asked leaning against the locker next to Archie.

He closed his locker and looked over at his friend. “Normally I would be but since (Y/N)’s gonna up there up with me I’m not nervous one bit. She’s as solid as rock.”

“Damn straight ginger,” a voice said from behind them. Jughead whipped his head around only see (Y/N) standing a foot behind them.  “Everyone in Riverdale is gonna be shook to their very core tonight I’m telling you.”

She and Archie high fived each other with a laugh, then started walking together to their next class with Jughead and Betty. Jughead walked in step next to (Y/N), their hands brushing together slightly with every step.

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anonymous asked:

Y'know I actually might be cool if Virgil was the only super mutant in the game as long as the rest of the ones swarming the commonwealth were gone. It does irk me a bit that the Institute had FEV, but I could buy after 200 years managing to recover small samples of it on the surface. Certainly not enough to make a freaking army of them. Plus virgil would've been a much better companion than Strong imo, since Strong is basically a walking meme. But just one of many problems in FO4, unfortunately

Okay, I think I legitemately froze when you suggested the idea of Virgil as a companion. Because holy shit - yes, you are absolutely right?

The Institute obtaining small samples of the virus just a few years ago would also offer a better explanation as to why they are studying it at all. Because even though the game kind of suggests that they used their FEV research to boost the technologies needed to create synths, you really have to dig for that information, and if you don’t then their interest in FEV just doesn’t make much sense - you just have to accept it and live with it. But if they got their first samples a few years ago (Doctor Lee, anyone? This could have been her “payment”, something that convinced the Institute researchers to take her), the interest in the FEV research is a totally valid thing. 

And man, Virgil is a character with a personality, opinions on factions, skills that go beyond combat, he even has a personal quest. There are bits and pieces suggesting that he was a victim of workplace bullying. He could have been a pretty cool companion character.

Imagine the part he could have played in Curie’s personal quest. Not necessarily saying that he’d be the one to help her get the new body, but he’d definitely have opinions on it. What would those be? What would he think, watching how Curie changes and adjusts to new, human sensations and feelings, how she enjoys having a normal body and all the things she can do with it while he is trapepd in this monstrosity and is losing a little bit of control over it every day. 

Also to consider: they are both researchers, the talks they could have had, arguing about things others don’t get but are - for some reason - incredibly important to them. Because did you ever watch two profs trying to prove something to each other? The world is going to burn around them, and they will still be at it.

Nick! He has first-hand knowledge of everything synth-related, and he may know how Nick’s body works better than Valentine himself. And after a period of initial distrust, Nick might have been the one to come to Virgil for help because “my wires do this weird thing” and “is the blood supposed to be that dark? it’s freaking me out but it’s not like I can go to a human medic and have them check me”. Basically, Virgil becoming a synth doctor.

All the drama with X6. Oh, the drama. 

Virgil in Far Harbor would be probably like “I think I’m going to faint, is this actually DiMA? Is this real life? Am I losing my mind in this goddamn body?”

Virgil having idealogical fights with Deacon because Virgil doesn’t agree with the Railroad, and the Sole Survivor being, unwillingly, in the middle of it all. 

Virgil knows about what happened to Hancock’s brother and that he’s been replaced with a synth. The backlash he’d have to deal with when/if he told Hancock the truth. 

And his ending could have depended on so many details, and little things, and side quests and conversations: because he is totally against you killing everyone in the Institute in the game, and depending on how you maneuvered the fights he had with Deacon, or how much attention you paid to him during the game (thus either making him feel like a part of the group or just some green mountan of muscles that nobody cares about) he’d react to your decisions differently. Will he stay with you? Is he going to attack you, and you’ll have to kill him? Is he just going to leave, resigned and lost? 

I… This has so much potential. 

“Why are you scared?“ 

Why am I scared… like it’s such an easy question to answer. This world we live in is such an absolutely terrifying place. To begin, some babies never even see the light of day. Souls forming and twisting into life, snatched away before they even get a chance to take a breath, to make someone smile when their eyes light up or they drool on their own little tiny baby clothes. Kids die of cancer every day. Before they take their first steps. Before they learn how to make a PB and J. Before they ride a bike. Kiss a boy. Get their heart broken by said boy. Read many books and go to many beaches, feel the sand between their toes and look at blue blue skies. Before they find someone like you, who makes their heart beat fast, makes them feel like they’re flying, marries them and has a family and grows old with said person. And feels the pain of losing them, eventually, after a lifetime together. Instead, they die in a hospital bed, with their Mum’s tears soaking their bed sheets and their Dad trying to hold it together, be the tough guy. That family will leave that hospital, at some point, and try to go out into the world. Live a life with this human shaped hole. It never heals, that kind of loss. Car crashes kill loved ones every day. When will someone I love die in a crash? Who knows. I worry every time you leave the house, or leave work, that you’ll never make it back to me. That your plane will crash. That your mobile phone will blow up in your face. Your bus or train will catch fire. My Mum might trip down the stairs. My Dad might stumble and crack his head on a table in the study at 11am because he couldn’t sleep, the last pages of his book teasing him from his bed. My Mum won’t find him until morning. My little sister might get stabbed on her way home from the clubs. There are kids dying in countries overseas, starving to death or dying of something as simple as a cold. Why? Because unluckily for them, their soul was dumped into a body born there. In a poor world. And I was lucky enough to be born into this body, growing up in a privileged home in a privileged country. With a full education and plenty of money to get by, plenty of food on the table. That was not because I am better than they, it is just a simple luck thing. And it’s miserable. It’s so hard to live with that weight on your shoulder. That I’m sitting here, freaking out about all of this shit that could happen, while that kid is sitting there wanting to cry, but having to carry water for miles and miles to his family. So hungry it hurts. And I’m here crying because I can’t help anybody. I can’t do anything for anyone. I can’t do much. But I feel all of this. And it is all consuming. The weight of the world is too much for one person to carry, and yet we all must carry it alone anyway. All carrying our own world’s worth of pain with us every day. One day, when I am free, I will float. And I will be still, and at peace. Until then, I will carry it best I can.

—  My head // today, 10 p.m. 
How Rick Riordan's Potential Roman Demigod Series Will Lead Directly to my Death and the Imprisonment of my Child: A Helpful Guide.

Okay, guys, this is going to be incredibly long but please just hear me out on this.

First, let’s start with some background information

  • I first discovered Riordan’s work in 8th grade after my best friend Rachel accidentally stole a copy of “The Lightning Thief” and talked me into reading it.
  • I quickly let my life become consumed.
  • I read all five books in the series in like under two months.
  • I made blue cookies and wore an orange shirt to the premiere of the movie, only to end up booing it.
  • “The Lost Hero” came out in 9th grade, and my already intense love for the past books and the awful year I had at that school caused me to cling desperately to the characters, making my whimsical love of the past to grow into more of a full blown obsession.
  • I’ve bought every single Riordan book the exact day they came out. Seriously, for Blood of Olympus I literally had to sneak off my college campus, call a cab, and I just barely made it back in time for my class that day.
  • I was more than a little sad that the story ended, but I was in college so it seemed serendipitous almost; My childhood was ending.
  • I found out about the upcoming Magnus Chase trilogy, and even though I know absolutely nothing about Norse mythology, I was prepared to read it. Three more years of Riordan owning my soul, it could hurt, right?

Okay now this is where things are going to get serious. rrriordan, you might want to pay attention omfg.

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One of the things I love about Damien – and one of the things that points to an OT3 in my mind– is the fact that this little darling can’t lie… about, like, anything.

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The Speech- Mitch Marner- Brother Sister Imagine

Originally posted by breakmystrings

So I watched this video of this funny speech and I couldn’t stop laughing and it gave me this idea and i thought Mitch would be prefect this! I don’t know why but I love writing brother sister or father daughter imagine I don’t know why but I do! So enjoy

Y/N sat beside her now husband Joey her maid of honor was to her right followed by her bridesmaids Joey best man to his left and some more of his friends. Everyone was having a great time and Y/N couldn’t have been happier with her husband. He gave her a kiss just as there was a light tapping of a glass. Wherever one looked over to the sound there stood Y/N little brother. Mitch Marner had a microphone in hand his suit jacket was off and he sent his older sister a smile.

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