this wasn't in my blog and i really really need it

anonymous asked:

I'm glad you liked the ask~<3 But seriously, people who ship sheith, hance, klance, shallura, shance, and heith all have mocked me for shipping shunk just because 'they don't have any interaction' 'Shiro barely knows Hunk is part of the team' 'Even shidge and hidge would be more canon' and it breaks my heart...

How is that even a thing?? Like, how can anyone say Shiro barely acknowledges Hunk as part of the team?

Remember when Hunk specifically crawled behind Shiro for protection when the castle’s doors first opened?

And yes, crawled.

Honestly I really love their relationship, simple as it is? Because Hunk has a certain maturity and sensibility that matches Shiro’s own.

They complement each other so well? Like when Hunk mentions wanting to return to the Balmera to save Shay and Lance argues with “wow, you’re really hang up on that lady” but Shiro doesn’t even question it because he knows Hunk’s serious about it. He’s all just “sure, let’s launch the castle and go” and they go.

Remember when Hunk wanted to comfort Shay about being able to beat the robeast but he was struggling with what to say (Hunk is a pretty anxious dude) and in comes Shiro, finishing the sentence for him

And Hunk has the softest voice when he says “thank you, Shiro” immediately after

Like, characters like Lance and Keith, they have a great deal of respect for Shiro. Understandable, given their past. But Hunk doesn’t have one, at all. Hunk really only met Shiro for the first time in the desert shack and yes, of course he respects Shiro, but it’s not an old sentiment. Everything he knows about Shiro, it’s stuff he’s finding out about now. And if Hunk disagrees with Shiro, he will voice it. He doesn’t let that respect for him hold him down.

And that’s something that I really appreciate about these two.

So huh… yeah, they do interact. Not as much as the others, but saying it’s non-existent or badly there is factually wrong.

They support each other.

anonymous asked:

i REALLY don't understand the kind of audience who don't realize jon is a hostage right now. they took his boat and his weapons, but d/ny said he wasn't a prisoner so i guess he could just swim to shore and walk unarmed back to the north if he wanted to no big! and then there's the folks who think kneeling is the same thing as making an alliance like literally i don't understand how the big speech about perpetuity could have gone so far over their head like the stakes are high dudes

This will kinda cover a huge portion of my up-coming “Targ!Bowl vs Targ!Cest” - post, but who cares since you asked and I wanna talk about.

Though I absolutely understand you and your frustration I kinda do understand why some parts of the audience don’t realize all that, or at least not the severity of it. 

I’m not even talking exclusively about the shippers who, to like anything from 50 -99%, don’t care what happens as long as their ships becomes canon, or the stans who will find a way to sugarcoat and excuse absolutely anything, anything I tell you, before admitting their fav has done some seriously terrible things or, dear god, “problematic” traits and storylines. 

It also seems plausible to me that some parts of the more general, non-obsessive, “I don’t read the books” or “have a blog about it” kind of audience, have trouble to really grasp these issues. You wanna know why? D&D are half-assing it. Right now they are half-assing two narratives, instead of whole-assing one.

I propose the following theory: 

Right now D&D are setting the stage for dark!Dany, while simultaneously selling her as Jon’s love-interest this seasonThose two narratives are pretty much forced to hold the other one back, because Jon can’t fall for “ the villain”, while Dany can’t break bad out of the blue.  

Leaving us with this incoherent mess, slightly ooc characters and actions that don’t influence the story in a “logical” way or even contradict each other.

Dany’s “transformation”, if you will, has to be properly foreshadowed, it has to be sufficiently hinted at from the moment she touches westerosi soil. The audience has to be able to look back and think “Oohh… I guess what she said there wasn’t alright. Should have seen that”.
But she also has to appear loveable enough to warrant any kind of affection Jon displays towards her. The audience’s reaction once dany does break bad should be “But why did Jon!? Well, I guess I didn’t think she was that bad back then neither.”

There you have it. That’s why her behaviour seems so appaling to some people, while others are still strong advocates for good!Dany and everyone in between doesn’t know what the fuck to think. That’s why you can make a strong case for both, or more precisely for neither.

This is apparent when you look at the fact that every “negative” characteristic she portrays is counter-attacked with one of two things: 

  1. Someone else making a comment, implying the exact opposite.
  2. The narrative conveniently jumping to a new plot point, reducing the immediate emotional impact of what we just saw.

Here are some examples:

  • Varys interrupting their dispute at it’s climax | Their first meeting didn’t go particularly smooth. They did not see eye to eye, they were not moving towards an understanding. Quite on the contrary, their interaction become more antagonist with every line of dialogue. It’s starts with both of them playing nice (in their own way), moves to Dany saying that Jon is breaking faith, Jon telling her that he doesn’t give a fuck about her birthright and ends with Dany outright accusing Jon of being in open rebellion (!!!). Where do you think that conversation was heading at? An intimate conversation about dead brothers? Dany has made her stance on Northern Independence clear, she see’s it as treason, I swear to all the gods, if Varys hadn’t walked in right then and there she would have explained what exactly the punishment for treason and oath breaking is. Try making a romance out of that. But conveniently enough Varys did come in at the perfect moment, dissolving all the tension into nothing, ending the scene on a half-baked Jon is her prisoner-but-not-really note.
  • Tyrion telling Jon about Slaver’s Bay | I don’t know if you had noticed, but Dany left her undeniably good accomplishment of abolishing slavery out of her little speech. She exclusively focused on awful things that have happened to her and the two big achievements that make her so god-darn special: Bringing dragons back into this world and making the Dothraki cross the Narrow Sea. All her statements were about her, not about the good she has or could do in this world. I strongly believe this is to imply that her conquest is deep down rooted in selfish desires. Contrasting Jon, who embraces his role as king to protect and save his people. So of course, we need another character to swoop in and remind us of the good things she has done. Too make it more clear: Dany says that “faith in herself kept her going”, Tyrion reminds Jon that “she protects people from monsters”. 
  • Jon is a prisoner, but hey, he gets dragonglass | Jon was a “prisoner” prisoner for exactly five seconds, when he - rightfully - complained about it to Tyrion. It is establish that Jon wants to leave, but simply can’t, because Dany took his ship, thus making him her prisoner. If D&D had some balls they could have pursued this narrative, but instead wooossshhhhh we are jumping ahead to Jon being allowed to mine dragonglass. Now it doesn’t matter whether Jon is staying on dragonstone by his own free will or not. He needs that dragonglass, so of course he will stay to mine it. The audience was forced to contemplate Danys decision to lock him up for like a minute, before rendering the conflict obsolete. Begging the question why it was necessary to begin with, if not to show Dany doing some un-nice things to one of our protagonists.
  • Varys and the whole “burn someone alive” issue | This isn’t limited to her interactions with Jon. I am going to talk about Dany threatening to burn Varys alive, very much, very soon. Right now, all I want to say is that it is not a good omen. It’s one of the clearest indication so far that Dany will embrace her “inner dragon” and cause some serious destruction when doing so. Dragons plant no trees. But all the not-so-great undertones of her interaction with Varys are forgotten in the next scene when she embraces Melisandre with open arms saying “we decided to pardon all those who served the wrong king.” Sucking all the dark implications of threatening someone to BURN HIM ALIVE right out of the audience’s mind. Emphasizing that part where she pardons former “traitors”. If that scene would have cut away from Dany right after “her promise”, without reminding ous of her “forgiving” side, that little comment would have left a way more bitter taste in your mouth than it did. 
  • I don’t wanna spoil anything from episode 4, (next paragraph contains very minor spoilers!)

    let’s just say that Dany demanding that Jon bends the knee, is met with another character stating that “Dany was chosen by her people”. Supposedly trying to establish a parallel that doesn’t hold any water in her current situation in westeros, anyway. But again, it is taking the sentiment expressed by Danys actions and words (a chosen king should kneel to her, whom his people didn’t choose) and twists it to paint Dany in a better light (she too was chosen by her people). It doesn’t make any sense when you think about it, but it fabricates enough emotional connections, for the audience to soften their view on Danys opinion on northern independence. 

Do you see what I mean? I have a couple other examples, but some of them are from episode 4 and I’m going to go into this in my upcoming post anyway. The unobservant and/or biased show watcher simply has no time to properly process all this in one go. I’ve watched each episodes several times, am pretty obsessed with this whole thing and even I took some time before noticing a pattern. 

Most people will just stick to that component of the narrative which is coherent with what they already know: that Dany is one of the good guys, a hero of this story. All her questionable actions are either dismissed or boiled down to “well, it turned out okay in the end”. As sloppy as the individual narratives seem to be (neither dark!Dany, nor, let’s call her hero!Dany are well developed, they overlap, contradict each other, etc.), they did a fantastic job at keeping the audience in the dark about it. Why? 

Because for one reason or another she has to fuck Jon. Why that is, can only really be judged once we seen the whole of season 7, probably season 8, but I do have a couple of ideas why:

  • It happens in the books and D&D shouldn’t have cut the episode count. Maybe Jon and Dany hook up and/or develop feelings for each other before she breaks bad in the books as well. But since we only have 10 episodes where that could happen and dark!Dany and targ!bowl also has to happen at one point, those two storylines overlap. It isn’t too far-fetched that something will happen in the books as well, since Jon unknowingly committing “incest”, while being tormented about falsely-assumed incest is just too … fucked up, not to have crossed grrm’s mind.
  • It’s a red herring to throw the audience of Targ!bowl and Jonsa. Yes, I do belong to the people who are pretty very much certain that Jonsa will be endgame. I also belong to the people who are pretty very much certain that targ!bowl will happen one way or another. Believe me or not, I believed that Jon and Dany would rather fight than fuck once she comes to westeros, way before I ever thought about Jon and Sansa being a thing. So it’s not because I’m a salty shipper. So what else do I have to say? It’s a red herring, they are throwing us off the rails, to make Jonsa and Targ!Bowl extra-super-duper-surprising in season 8. And probably a bit rushed as well. Great. Just what I wanted. At least Jonsa was properly set up in season 6 and they mention each other every episode. Coincidence?
  • They want to have a sex-scene with Kit and Emilia. D&D are trash. They have sexualized countless other encounters on the show, single-handedly coined the term “sexposition”, I do believe they could write in a Jon x Dany sex-story just because. You can call that fanservice if you like. I’m not going to stop you. 
  • Maybe they thought Jon and Dany having “a history” would make targ!bowl more engaging. Could be.

Either way, I personally feel a bit exhausted by this decision. Not because it “threatens” my ship, it doesn’t imo and not because I’m so opposed to the idea of Jon and Dany hooking up or even having a love-affair. It’s because the screenwriting is sloppy. It’s because they are messing up Danys characterization and maybe Jon’s as well. It’s because both Dany and Jon contradict themselves and the development of their relationship simply suffers by Dany being set on the path to the dark side, without any character on screen noticing it (at least yet. I have this feeling that Tyrion will seriously start to doubt all this very soon.) 

I know this got way too long again, but giving unwanted, unnecessarily long answers is my forte after all. 

I’m still holding my fingers crossed for Jonny playing Dany, all I can do is wait and pray. Let’s see how the rest of the season / series progresses, but for now I’m going to leave you with some wisdom from Ron Swanson, D&D should have taken to heart IMO:

Originally posted by nope-nope-nope

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could write a post about non-verbal autism , I find that I don't really understand it and would like to , Most of the things I thought about people with non-verbal autism following your blog has made me re-think them and I would love to be more informed (Sorry if this reads offensive , It wasn't my intention I would just love to know more about it)

This is an old ask (Feb 6) but I hung onto it because it would be an interesting thing to answer in detail. If it weren’t so general. One of the problems I have with answering asks is I need specific questions. I am REALLY bad at “talk about topic X” even when ‘topic X’ is something I really have a lot to say about. 

That said - I will make an effort to say some stuff that might be of interest.

I am non-verbal all the time. It isn’t a stress reaction, it’s an inability to think in words, so I need to work hard to make words, then again to figure out how to make the words into mouth noises. My brain does not remember the steps it used to do that the last time I needed to do it, so I have to figure it out each time. It is not something I want to spend my brain power on, so I don’t do it. Not to mention the result is something less than optimal (”sounds like a drunk little girl with a speech impediment trying to speak a language she doesn’t know” was one of the nicer things people have said of me trying to talk).

On the hearing side - y’all sound like a bunch of drunk people with speech impediments trying to speak languages I don’t know. If you talk slowly and carefully and don’t speak too loud and make short sentences and wait between them I might be able to figure out what you are saying. BUT - if you have many of those short sentences in a row I will have spent so much effort decoding them that the context is lost and it is like reading fragments of stories written thousands of years ago without the context they were written in. Sentences that make sense linguistically but have no usable content.

For me the world is sounds and colors and actions and smells and feels and feelings. When I think a thing I experience it. 

Blueberry is a taste, a color (not really blue, kind of purplish-blue, except when perfectly ripe, but slightly whitish since they have a kind of white ‘dusting’ on them when you pick them), and a label image from some biscuit mix my Mom always used when I was a kid. It’s a giggly happy thought because Mom made blueberry muffins and I will get to eat them and muffins are good food because they don’t need chewing, just a little juice to wash them down.

Yup - that whole thing. Because I’m not thinking it as a set of words, I’m just feeling it all at once.

I have to say blueberry? That is MUCH harder. First I have to figure out the context of what is wanted - color? taste? (it’s nice that I picked an easy example with only two major features, huh :) ) How to turn a thinking of the color of blueberry, which I already said varies based on a few things, into a word or words. Which words? Well, I could look for one  that is on a color spectrum chart, or maybe RGB values but those are harder to say, so probably one of the default words people use for colors. Hm- yeah, that color there, the one sortof blue - oh yeah - it’s in a whole bunch of colors called blue, Okay, Blue it is. Now say it. 

Say it? What, thinking it isn’t enough?

Dig into memory for how to make Blue come from mouth. Not there. The B sound is! Start from that. Then add the ell sound, but try to make it smooth. Darn, you’re slurring! Too bad, we don’t have time to make it perfect. The u is easy, just kind of grunt. No, not like that! Too late. Drop the e, it’s usually not said anyway.

I said Blue! It probably sounded like bluh or blurg or something like the sound you make when food is coming out the wrong way, but I said it.

I’m always happy to answer asks - this was not intended to make light of the anon’s question, it’s just one of the many ways I could think to answer it. 

If other things would be interesting to know, please ask. The more specific the question the easier it is for me, but I will be happy to babble if it’s general, I just don’t promise answers that fit the intention of the ask then :D.

I need your help (again)

Hello again everyone, once again the month is coming to a close and once again I don’t have enough money for my rent.
My rent and council tax are due around the 30th and I need around £550 to cover them both. I did manage to save a little more than normal this month however we received a call from our old agency saying that we owe the owner more money(details available on request), I really thought we’d heard the last of them but apparently not. Also although things are now moving forward with my partners benefits we’ve hit another road block ad they aren’t going to be giving us the £4/500 we should be getting this month. On top of this my work hours are still fluctuating although they are starting to gradually increase.

So yes, in total my rent is £730 and my council tax is £220(It’s high this month and again I can explain that) which is a total of £950, I have about £400 at the moment…

If you feel you can help please send what you can via paypal to or donate using the buttons on my blog, any amount will help. I’m sorry I have to keep asking, I can only hope I don’t have to do this again next month… I am really trying to get back on top of everything.

Sooooo…let’s get to one of the meatier posts I’ve been wanting to do! I was considering waiting for My Brother’s Keeper to do this one, but establishing it from the beginning seems like a better idea. Plus, I’ve been on a roll today.

I wanna talk about Danny’s powers.

Or, more specifically, how I see them.

Looong post so it’s going under a cut.

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anonymous asked:

Was there a colored page of kirishima with black hair? I can't remember, but if there wasn't confirmation; what if his hair is a wildly different color and since manga is black n white no one can tell lmao

Might be, but even if it weren’t striktly black it still has to be some dark and dull color, or else he didn’t have any reason to call himself plain, right? No actual need to dye it either, really!

Anon said: Denki once jokingly said he just needs to stick a fork in a powersocket to pull an all nighter but now everyone wants to know if that can happen

I’m sure with everyone you mean the squad which as we all know is made of irresponsible idiots and enablers to every and all stupid/reckless ideas - I’m 100% convinced they all told Kaminari to “prove it, then” and Kaminari was definitely ready with fork in hand 0.2 seconds later and if it weren’t that they decided to be idiots in the common room and Iida happened across them just as he was about to stick the fork in the plug they would have already short-circuited the whole dorms building lmao

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Things this artist guilt trips themselves over.

- drawing too much
- not drawing enough
- not doing beautiful, clean fully rendered paintings often enough
- doing too much expressive sketchwork which you know you need to do evolve
- not having the same technique and style other artists have
- not having come up with That Idea yourself
- having no mass appeal
- knowing you’re a dragon age oriented personal blog but not drawing any canon characters
- all the abandoned projects
- all the new projects you want to do while abandoning old ones
- again not doing appealing crisp paintings that showcase your skill and the extent of your talents
- rolling over the tablet cord with your chair wheel
- everything

art is great. being an artist is great, it’s all great,

Need It (Jooheon) SMUT

Originally posted by jooheonbebe

Request: hi, could you make something about jooheon when his gf is shy and she wants oral but she is akward with how to ask it and then things get heated*wink wink* by the way I L-O-V-E your blog so much i couldn’t sleep last night because I was reading everything in our matserlist haha, you are amazing! have a wonderfull day love ya!

Awww thank you~ 

Sorry that this took so long

Hope you like it~~~

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itishebihime-samaforyou  asked:

asdfghjkl welcome to the fandom! I wish you good luck! It's always nice to see new blogs. :D I hope I didn't break any rules for characters, but could you write a scenario with Nash and his gf going to the pool and she's been hit on when he wasn't around. Jelaous Nash is my weakness. If you can't write for him then I'd ask for Oikawa. Hope you have a good day! (~^_^)~

thank you cutie! you’re so sweet aw and don’t worry you didn’t break any! i really hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it ヽ( ´ ∇ ` )ノ

i may have decided to write for the both of them because why not


You looked really good in a bikini, and it wasn’t just Nash who noticed, but everyone else too.

Your boyfriend needed to use the bathroom, so you were all alone. You decided to go and sit by the pool. You sat on the edge of the pool with only your feet dipped in the water.

You were sitting peacefully until two guys who were swimming near by came closer. The two of them were now beside you, one on your right, and the other on your left.

They were still in the pool, but also too close for your own comfort. 

“You’re really hot. Shame you have no one to show you just how hot you are.” the one on your right bit his lip.

“I can show you, if you’ll let me.” the one on the left spoke with an obvious smirk on his face.

You rolled your eyes. You couldn’t deny the fact that those were actually pretty good pick up lines, but you didn’t appreciate how close they were.

You chuckled, “Sorry boys, but my boyfriend will be right back, and trust me, you do not wanna be seen this close to me.” 

You knew how much your boyfriend adores you, and you knew how just much he adored embarrassing every guy that ever laid his eyes on you.

Though you wouldn’t admit it, you loved how jealous and protective he gets of you, so you may or may not have been a little excited to see him come back and watch his reaction.

And, of course, your excitement did not go to waste.

You saw him swimming from behind the boys, and making his way towards you.

“Hello! What do we have here?” he put his arms around the two boys, with him being in the middle, and his eyes never leaving yours.

He laughed, “Isn’t she just beautiful? Like honestly, I’d do her right here, and right now.”

“Even though I already have like ten minutes ago.” he continued.

You saw how pissed the two boys looked, and you saw how miserably they failed at getting out of his grasp.

The both of you never left each other’s eyes.

Finally, he let them go, and did not waste a second to grab you by the waist and pull you down in the pool with him. 

You were now leaning on the pools edge, with your legs wrapped around him, your arms around his neck, and his hands supporting you.

He smiled. 

Slowly, he pulled you into a kiss. More like a 10 minute heated makeout session.


The weather was really hot, and even with you wearing only a one piece, it was still hot. You felt really thirsty so you told your boyfriend you were off to get a drink.

“Bring me one too please!” Oikawa shouted.

“Okay!” you shouted back.

You headed to the drink bar and ordered two iced teas. You were resting your arm on the table, with your chin on the palm of your hand, waiting.

A guy approached you, and stood right in front of you. Taking his arm, he rested it on the table, and imitated the same position you were in.

He grinned at you, and winked. 

“Uh?” was all you managed to say.

“I’m lonely. Will you come with me and keep me company?” he asked.

“Sorry, I’m with someone.” you chuckled, and awkwardly scratched your head.

Your drinks were ready, and you were just about to grab them when he put his hand on top of yours. 

“What the-” was your first thought.

He grabbed your hand and started pulling you away from the bar, you were trying to resist and even kept telling him you really were with someone, and that you couldn’t leave them, but he wasn’t listening.

Before you knew it, the guy who was grabbing your hand and tugging you, was now the guy who was drowning in the pool.

You were even more surprised when an arm had slipped behind your back, and held you tight.

“Are you okay?” Oikawa asked.

Oikawa had got up the minute he noticed you weren’t alone anymore, but was being dragged involuntarily by a random guy. He didn’t know why but his first instinct was to grab the guy and throw him in the pool.

If there was anything that pissed him off more than losing, then it was seeing his girlfriend get hit on by a random dude who doesn’t take a no for an answer.

Luckily, it was a kids pool, and though it didn’t take long for the guy to notice it wasn’t that deep, it was still a nice view to watch and laugh about.

You turned around, now looking at your boyfriend, with both eyebrows raised.

Oikawa chuckled, and held you by the waist with one of his arms, while the other embarrassingly scratched his head. 

“Sorry, I think I was a little over jealous.” he said.

You raised another eyebrow when you could have sworn you heard him whisper something under his breath.

“I’m not even sorry.”

Before you could even say anything, he planted a kiss on your lips, and grabbed you back to the bar, with his hands in yours.

anonymous asked:

I've seen a blog say that Chris and Seb aren't friends, that Chris hates Seb. What do you think? This is giving me anxiety, I think they are friends, but now I don't know.

They’ve both said multiple times that they’re pretty friendly, and that even if they go months without seeing each other between movies they’re perfectly capable of picking up right where they left off and it’s like no time has passed.

They’ve also both gone out of their way to compliment each other and each other’s work even when they didn’t really need to bring the other person up, and particularly with Chris I think it’s pretty easy to see when he’s not feeling very comfortable, yet in all the footage we’ve gotten from the movies press tours and different events we can see them constantly laughing and having fun being very at ease around the other.

They may not be the closest friends ever, but I do think they mean it when they say they get along super well (lbr we’ve all seen what happens in movies when the 2 main actors have zero chemistry or don’t get along, and Chris and Seb work AMAZINGLY together), and tbh even if we didn’t have lots and lots of evidence, just them saying so should be proof enough. They have no reason to lie, they’re both grown men and very professional and perfectly capable of making these movies together just keeping a polite work relationship, no need for them to say they’re good friends if they’re not, imo.

So I really do think they get along super well and feel comfortable around each other (which, with Chris’ social anxiety, it also tells you something), and I’m gonna respect what they’ve both said about the topic. But in case you’re still worried about it, nonnie, I gathered these for you <3

  • them sharing a private moment and laughing together while someone else was answering a question [x]
  • Seb walking out and going straight to squeeze Chris’ shoulder and Chris holding his hand [x]
  • you can’t fake THIS [x]
  • they’re both all Heart Eyes™ is2g [x]
  • ahemm… [x]
  • AHEMM…. [x]
  • and just… what even was this hug i swear [x]
  • the Chubby Dumpling Incident [x]

and honestly I just had to stop there because I could go oooon and on and I’d never see the end of it, so I hope these few examples will help calm you down!

I’d recommend unfollowing/muting/blocking that blog if it’s making you feel that bad about this, and just ignoring whatever they’re saying about these two or about Chris hating Seb, because, really, look at this man:


anonymous asked:

I'm sorry. I didn't realize my mistake and I have fixed it. I didn't know that what I was doing was wrong and I'm sorry for that. I didn't really see it that way, but now I do and I am using my own art. I didn't mean to upset you in anyway or anger you. I really thought what I was doing was a good thing but it wasn't and I'm really really sorry for that. I didn't really think about it.

It’s alright Anon. 

I am sorry that I had to use your statement as a soapbox for some things that needed to be said, just think of it as a learning experience I suppose. Cause see I’ve been there, I’ve done shit when I was a kid on the internet that was really stupid, and I got chewed out for it too but I learned from it.

Sometimes we get so caught up in jokes its easy to forget some of the basic facts about artists and what even a silly shitpost blog might mean in a larger scale of things. 

This wasn’t the first time that someone has done something similar to me. Just delete the posts and walk it off, the fact that you came forward and apologized says a lot. And don’t beat yourself up too much, it seems to have been an honest mistake, I’m more mad at the overall app structure than everything quite honestly. 

Thank you for messaging me to apologize, and don’t worry. We’re good.

smirking-alya  asked:

Ok, first of all, I wanted to say that your blog is absolutely amazing. Not gonna lie I wasn't a big fan of this OT3, but when you write I love it very very much ^^ I'm really happy to have discovered your tumblr My favorites are definitely your NSFW and you reversed roles AU (if you ever wanna write another scene in it, anything, I'll read it very gladly X) ). Thank you very much for sharing your writing with us, I really appreciate it, you're awesome ❤️

Ace had changed.

Sabo could tell by the way he carried himself that the Ace he knew really was gone…but in his place was someone so much more.

More confident. More comfortable with himself. More alive. 

This Ace was…softer. 

Somehow more willing to let others in even when he teased them restless. He was a leader but unlike when they were kids didn’t expect others to keep up with him like he used to do with Luffy. He was a younger brother, content with letting others fuss over him and even doing the same to his younger brothers.

Sabo didn’t know what to do with this new Ace. All the tricks that used to work when interacting with the angry ball of freckles no longer applied- because there was no longer an angry ball. 

Every time he looked into those black sparkling eyes he was met with a stranger. A kind well-meaning stranger who wanted to know answers to his question who am I.

Who looked at Sabo like he had all the answers in the world.

Damn, but did that not hurt. It was great that this Ace was here…but this Ace wasn’t his Ace. 

It was selfish of him, but Sabo wanted his Ace. The one he grew to love for being the first person to look at him and care that he existed.  This Ace…had so many people to care about that some days Sabo felt like he didn’t care about him anymore.

He wanted to get off this stupid ship.

Sabo sighed rolling over to bury his face into his pillow. He was a horrible person, wasn’t he? Jealous that the man without his memories treated him like a stranger while he treated the people he grew up with like family instead of him. 

 Next to him, Marco mumbled in his sleep, shifting around a bit before resettling.

Sabo lifted his head a little to look at him, worried he woke him. 

 How in the world did the older man convince him to rest in his bed, the revolutionary may never know but it was much nicer than laying in the dark by himself overthinking everything.

Far better than having sleepless nights where his brain just wouldn’t stop. Marco had noticed the bags under his eyes, quickly which surprised him. Not even Koala is that fast.

By the end of that same day, all of Sabo’s possessions had been moved to the First Commander’s room. Of course, they told no one of this. Not even Whitebeard knew.

Sabo didn’t want Ace to think it was his fault. The guy was already feeling guilty for forgetting him, there was no need to make that guilt worse.

He liked sneaking into Marco’s room. 

His thoughts didn’t have the chance to run wild like they normally did. Usually, Marco would be able to distract him. He would step in when Ace got overly excited and ask too many questions, call him over to play cards some nights and even just sit with him at night hearing him talk about his feelings.

It was nice.

Now if only he could figure out what to do with the arm wrapped around his waist. 

“Go to sleep Sabo. It’s going to be alright yoi.” 

With a sleepy demand like that, how could he refuse?


The voice stared him awake a few hours later, the younger blond didn’t have time to react before the door was thrown open. He shot up like a rigid board, locking gazes with an equally surprised Thatch.

The two men said nothing, observing each other for what felt like an eternity to the blond. He didn’t miss the way the grinder’s eyes glanced down at his bare chest.

A slow smirk began to form on his lips which barred bad news for the younger man.

“I-It’s not what you think!  I can explain!” Sabo blurted before his brain could think better of it.  He winces because that phrasing along with the delivery was the exact opposite of what he wanted to convey. 

“Oh no. Don’t mind me. I just wanted to let Birdie over there know that the report he wanted is finished. Please go back to what you were doing.” The man says, placing a light stack of papers on Marco’s desk. He gives the horrified young man a large smirk before taking a great bow.  “Do come to breakfast when you’re done.” 

Then he was gone with a cheerful laugh.

Sabo is left gaping at the doorway. He isn’t sure how long he sits there, with the bed sheets pooling around his pajama covered waist and a man’s arm half slung off him.

He no doubt had horrible bed hair- he always does first thing in the morning- with a bit of drool on one cheek. 

How that whole image must look like…

“Mh. Goodmorning yoi.”  Marco’s voice snaps him out of his daze. He glances down just in time to watch sleep fall from the other’s man eyes. They focus on his face before Marco straightens “Are you okay?”

“Thatch…was here. He left you…a report.” The words come out slower because he’s still trying to process what this all means. 

“Oh? He finally got off his ass. Thank the Sea yoi.” The older man says relaxing. Sabo thinks he’s way too calm but maybe he doesn’t understand what this means yet.

“He saw me.”

“I see. Don’t worry he won’t say anything as long as you told him not to.” Marco pushes himself up, raising a brow as Sabo stays silent. “You did tell him not to say anything…right?”

“Um…about that-”

Marco get you filthy hands off of Sabo!”  The scream is followed by the sound of flames enlightening and Sabo jumps.  Was that…Ace?

“Oh great.”  The older man sighs just as the cabin door is blasted off its hinges. A figure of a man made of fire is on the other side. “Ace calm down. We’re just sleeping yoi.”

“I will defend Sabo’s honor! Prepare yourself!” The raven hair man shouts completely ignoring what Marco said, before jumping towards the bed. He drops kicks the First commander, rolling with him on the floor as the Phoniex raises his hands with a look of long suffering going willingly. 

Sabo is stunned.  Ace..still cared about him?

He peeks over the bed side to watch Ace bite Marco’s hand- which heals instantly as the older man lays on his back impassively. The young man didn’t get dishearted as he tries slapping the other’s face while flames burst from his shoulders hissing like a wet cat.

Or a toddler throwing a tantrum. Marco was certainly reacting like that was the case.

A bubbling laugh stops the “fight”.

They both look up to see the first real smile on Sabo’s face since they picked him up all those weeks ago. The image isn’t ruined by the tears ruling down his face in the slightest. 

“Thanks for defending me Ace but it’s not needed.” He says between gasps. It feels like a huge weight was just lifted off his shoulders as he whips some of the tears away. He throws the stunned men a dazzling smile. “It’s nice to know that you care”

It was really nice to know.

In light of recent events, I think this post should definitely be made. It’s important to remind those around you, those you care about how much they mean to you.
I’d like to encourage everyone, not just those who are mentioned in this post, to reach out when things get rough. I’m not always the best to talk to, but if you need someone to talk, I’m always here. If Tumblr isn’t the best platform, I have no problem giving out my Facebook or phone number. Please don’t hesitate to message me. 
Let’s put aside our differences and show each other respect and love.

@maexchen-therescuemutt You’re such a kind person. I really enjoy reading about yours and Mäxchen’s accomplishments and what you did during your day.
@romatheacdmix Another truly lovely person. I’ve followed you and Roma since you were norestfortherescue and it’s been an absolute pleasure to see Roma start overcoming fears and the two of you start really becoming a team
@aelthen Okay so maybe you’re not a dogblr (#bringbackcaninesandcomplaints2k17) but you’re still wonderful and I love ur poodle. I followed you way back when you were fostering Maybeline (I believe her name was?) Seeing you become comfortable with your sexuality on Tumblr has been wonderful and someday hope to be where you are with that.
@coonhoundchronicles I love you dogs so much, just absolutely adore them. It’s wonderful to find someone who is equally in love with plain ole’ hound dogs. You’re such a genuinely lovely person and I’m so glad that I still get to see your pups, even after Wagtail ended.
@blueboyluca A gem, honestly. You’re so sweet and I love interacting with you (even if I suck at it lol) Luca is a such gorgeous dog. I’ve learned so much about Schipperkes since following you.
@sidetongue Reading your captions and tags is honestly one of the highlights of my day. It’s so obvious how much you love Henry and Miller. I love reading all about your shelter and foster shenanigans as well.
@achoirofcritters I’ve been following you for forever it seems. I’ve loved seeing your photography and editing skills progress and you get more confident in your photography (which dude !!! incredible)
@tempurafriedhappiness Another amazing tumblr photographer. It’s been absolute joy to watch you develop a photography style and really work towards your goals. I hope Colorado treats you well
@bandizoi / @noodle-dragon One of the first dogblrs I followed and a core component to my dogblr experience. Whatever life throws at you, you seem to take in stride. I admire your dedication to your dogs. Also, a big thanks for introducing me to Silken Windhounds; they’re pretty neat
@pulldogs It’s so clear how much you love your dogs and do the absolute most for them. I’ve loved being introduced to a breed I’d never considered before and whole different side of the dog world.
@herebelife Thistle and Thyme are wonderful dogs with an equally wonderful human. Watching Thistle grow and triumph has been, in the simplest terms, incredible. You’ve put so much hard work into making life great for her. It’s also been a joy watching Thyme grow into the precious old man he is.
@tinybigpaws Despite everything that’s happened regarding Lotta and your health, you two are still here and still achieving amazing things. It’s so clear how caring of a person you are.
@perfectdogs I seriously love Aska and Goa so much. Before your blog, I’d never give Schnauzers a second thought and I didn’t even know Tibetan Terriers were a thing. Your photography is absolutely stunning, as well. And once again, despite all that’s happened, you guys are still here and you’re still accomplishing incredible stuff
@mango-pup Seriously one of the sweetest, most understanding people on here. When you posted your list of mistakes, I can’t imagine what that took, but it was an remains an important document. I admire your ability to put that out there and I admire your dedication to Mango

As much as I’d love to shout out everyone, there’s simply no way to do that all in one post, but I do hope to continue spreading positivity of some sort. I do intend to add to this eventually because I haven’t even scratched the surface of all the amazing and inspiring people dogblr has within the community.

angelface273  asked:

Can I ask why the guidance counselor's assistant wanted to fight you to the point of stalking? This wasn't Recruiter Scott or whatever his name was, was it? Why did you have multiple adult stalkers that's really fucked up btw

You are thinking of a different blog with the stalker recruiter story sorry, I’m like 98% sure it was @ gallusrostromegalus. 

But anyway- the Assistant. It was a brand new job for her and she wanted to do Really Well. There were a couple of guidance counselors at the school, and I’m not sure if she was working for all of them or just my specific guy, but. I was apparently the only transfer student or something that year (10th grade) so she literally latched on to me. It was so weird. Like at first it was just sorta, oh, okay, she just wants to make sure I’m adjusting to the new school well, okay. But then she just…wouldn’t leave me alone? Like she kept showing up outside of my classes to talk to me, and she kept pulling me out of lunch to make me eat with her so we could discuss how stuff was going. But then she’d be like…Molly, you aren’t making any friends! What’s the problem? And I’d be like, you literally keep pulling me out of lunch where I have an entire table full of friends who are wondering where I am! But she never believed me??? Because I was sitting at an all senior table (two of the girls I knew thru theater) and she like. Didn’t believe seniors would be my friends or something?

And she just kept doing stuff like this like…I got into an academic problem at one point because my history teacher forgot to grade an important essay, but before my meeting with him she was on a tangent about how my grades are constantly in peril of failing (they weren’t) and even after the teacher showed up and literally said, “Sorry, this was my mistake, I remember Molly’s essay on Roanoke very well, I can’t believe I forgot to enter the grade” she was like…still acting like it was my fault? Like I acted irresponsibly somehow that made him forget to enter the grade for a paper I turned in and he read? And she did this with all my classes. Like she just kept really over exaggerating how bad I was doing in them (Like, I was only really having any issues in math and science, and none of those issues were Failure Worthy, like, I was still a pretty average student?) She kept trying to call Academic Emergency Meetings™ with like me, my mom and the teachers and every time they’d be like “She’s fine why are we here” it was so weird. 

I think the problem was she probably had a hold of my transcripts- when I switched school’s they made me come in to take an aptitude test or an iq test or something, and I got a REALLY HIGH score on that and the school was all excited and kept telling me about their honors programs, but then they got the transcripts of my grades and were like “oh. Well. Why don’t we start you off in a nice normal class”. And I think she must’ve probably saw that and determined I wasn’t applying myself or something, but the actual problem was just I Was That Unfortunate Kid Who Did Bad On Standardized Tests No Matter What. Like, give me a paper or a report and I’m fine, but tests just never worked out for some reason, it was so annoying. But of course that’s a Ridiculous Excuse, Molly, and I think she must’ve come up with the idea that like if she can make me try harder I’d be an amazing student and she could take all the credit for it? 

So it gets to the point where this woman is following me from class to class, badgering me the whole way about how I must be the laziest student she’s ever seen, and then she keeps pulling me out of lunch to complain even more about how I’m not applying myself or putting myself out there enough and that’s why I can’t find a place to fit in at the school, because obviously the fact some woman was stealing literally ALL of my free time had absolutely nothing to do with that, that’d be ridiculous. This went on the ENTIRE first semester. 

And as I mentioned in the post I referenced this lady in- I had a partially torn Achilles tendon that wasn’t healing properly, so I was really slacking in gym class. Like, I just really need to paint the picture of why I was putting off gym class: I was told to stay off my feet as much as possible. But this was a BIG SCHOOL (the distract blew like all their money on it making it the huge and ridiculous with way too many features and then they were like ‘wow oops suddenly we’re poor’). I had classes all over the school. So even if I didn’t have gym one day, it’d still be enough walking that my ankle would be swollen by the time I got home. And the gym classes were like “run laps for six minutes and then do ridiculous amounts of stretches until the teacher gets bored and then get shoved into a game of soccer or whatever with the most competitive kids in the school”, and then the big ‘final’ grade for the semester was to run the mile in however many minutes. And if I can’t get through gym class without tapping out or heading to the nurse’s office, there’s no way I could have run a mile. So, I kept putting it off. The gym teacher’s still weren’t accepting my story without a doctor’s note, so I just, uh, started getting the stomach bug on days they rescheduled it to. And here’s the thing- like 97% of gym class is just showing up. By all means, I was passing gym class. If I just didn’t run the mile, it wouldn’t have even brought me to a failing grade, it just wouldn’t have been a grade up to the standard’s of this ridiculously fitness obsessed high school (I remember when I told them my 9th grade school didn’t have gym class, they all looked like they were gonna have a stroke from the sheer shock of it). 

So this lady, who is 100% stalking me by this point, to the point where teachers and other students are asking me wtf is going on, I’d walk out and see her and literally feel sick I was getting so annoyed- but she’s loosing her shit about this gym thing. She kept trying to convince me that I was making the biggest mistake of my life by ditching the mile (and like first off, she had no proof I hadn’t been sick, so I was insulted by that), that not running the mile was going to leave a permanent stain on my record, this was totally going to effect my entire academic career, they were going to SUSPEND me if I didn’t run it, and like…I am a shy ass person!!! I couldn’t bring myself to ask anyone for help with this situation because the concept of talking to people was scary!!! Like, my mom new it was a Problem but she figured it was just because I was a new student. I definitely knew what was going on was an issue, but I was like 15 and couldn’t figure out how to stand up for myself and get her to leave me alone. I take ‘being polite’ to the point of a character flaw, sometimes. 

So, one day, after pulling me out of class like five times to tell me I absolutely have to go to this mile run, because it’s the last after-school scheduled one before they like, I don’t know, kill me and sacrifice my body fat to the gods or something, I’m trying to sneak onto the bus because dude. My ankle was visibly throbbing. You could literally SEE it moving it hurt so bad. This woman intercepted me and like practically dragged me to the track- which was, of course: To the front office, out a secret side door, across two parking lots, up five different flights of steps, and down a winding path before we FINALLY get to the track- and I’m trying to like, not be forced into this, like hey teachers, would you just literally look at my leg for a moment- And this woman fucking snaps. Starts going off like, I’m a bitch and an awful student and incapable of making friends, I’m too lazy and I’m never gonna succeed in life, she spent like!!! 10 minutes telling me that I’m the worst person to exist!!! It was so fucking ridiculous. I tried to speak up for myself at that point, which just enraged her more and like, you could tell she was getting ready to physically fight me. Like this woman was literally going to pounce on me, one of the teacher’s made her leave at that point and she just stormed off. So I’m like, Totally Not Crying and can barely walk and just almost got punched by a guidance counselor, but, oh, well, you missed your bus, and in the time it’ll take for your mother to come get you, you might as well just run the mile!!!! 

I was LIMPING by the end of it (and I finished like, 20 minutes after the other students that had to make it up, so I got a bad grade on it ANYWAY). I was then left to my own devices to get back to the front of the school where my mother was to pick me up, and I wasn’t very well acquainted with the outside of the building yet, so after getting turned around more times than I’m proud of I finally get there, literally crawling and Totally Not Crying. 

My mom called my guidance counselor the next day and like- honestly, this poor man. He was this tiny old, Mister Roger’s knock-off who barely spoke above a whisper. My mom literally M U R D E R E D him oh my God the other people in the front office could hear her yelling through his phone. 

I don’t know if the lady got fired or if the school just did a Very Good Job at keeping her away from me, but I never saw her again after that. She was not missed. 

anonymous asked:

Kaye ,i dont know if i should ask this here, but here i am. It's nothing exactly related about the au but about art. You are a animator/illustrator, and i want to ask you about this. Since i want to follow this career you are a big inspiration to me. As a girl who decided it at my 20's (and i wasn't that focused in evolve my art before) i'm full of insecurities and doubts, Do you have any advice for people who want to be illustrators or animators? About practice, evolve your art.

Oh geez I wrote sm I’m so sorry agsjshs but I talked about art in general so it could apply to everyone as well :-) but ofc if u have animation/illustration questions specifically, feel free to ask as well!

Hello!! I totally get where you’re coming from! It’s ok to feel that way, I, myself didn’t take my art seriously until I finally decided to major in it, so I had a lot of insecurities about it as well. Even now I still feel this incessant anxiety and self doubt of my abilities, except the biggest difference is that I’ve learned to not let it cripple me. I think one of the biggest things you have to be comfortable about if you want to pursue being an artist is the thought that you can always be better. But I don’t say this in a self-deprecating way! What I mean is that as an artist, cultivating that hunger for growth and having your ideas manifest really makes a difference because it’s what will keep you going.

The strive for improvement is really intimidating and hard to tackle, I had a particularly big struggle about it last year because my vision didn’t match my skill and that was the most frustrating thing ever and I felt like I was running out of time (since I freshly graduated w no job but big loans to pay, so I was particularly beating myself up over it.) It was hard to get off that mindset because I didn’t take the idea of improving in increments. I thought too hard about improving everything all at once, which in reality isn’t possible because you can only focus on too many things before being burnt out.

So a big takeaway from those years of turmoil is that ultimately, art isn’t a race, it’s about self-discovery. Even if you’re in your 20s it’s fine as long as your heart is in it. Try as many things as you can in school and really know which processes make you excited.

For me, having short term goals and long term goals made a lifetime’s difference because then, I knew what to strive for even if it seems intangible rn. It’s a lot of self-assessment you’d have to do. Like for me, I realized that I actually have no solid knowledge of colors, so I made it a goal to work on that by taking a class on it. Some other shorter goals I have are like: Improve on expressions for today; draws funny face; hMN it could be funnier; pushes self to draw an even funnier face. They don’t have to be all serious and intimidating. If you have a purposeful goal in mind, memes or not, it’s not a waste of time!!

But yeah as I said, it’s a lot of self-discovery so take your time and know what works and doesn’t work for you. It’s especially good to reflect on moments when you have a slump. Like when I was having a slump, I realized that I really really need a mentor to learn and improve. I wasn’t getting anywhere and I wasn’t doing anything because I didn’t have the motivation to learn by myself. I couldn’t trust myself w online teaching and self-learning because being distracted is something I just can not help when I’m alone. And that’s ok! The important part is going through the measure to remedy that. And to me that was being in an actual classroom presence w strict deadlines and a mentor who cared.

As for practicing, I think the best way to practice is creating something you love, but also being hyper aware of what you need to work on technically/artistically. The biggest purpose of why I made this ask blog was to improve on my story-telling and dialogue. I love bts so I wanted to incorporate that in my road to improvement. And it’s crazy because Ive learned so much in these past few months! Before this, Ive never written a full-fledged story or extensive dialogue but I kept working on it, and there’s just so much visible results :’-) 500+ pages of dedication and love and hard work 😭

But yeah the key is consistency but also a lot of self-care. Keep grinding but also take care of yourself. Immerse yourself in other hobbies as well, literally everything you do will contribute to being a better artist so don’t feel bad for “slacking.” Passive media consumption stockpiles creative ideas eventually, and even if it doesn’t, rest is a positive effect for your well-being as an artist. So yeah!!

Art in general isn’t easy but it doesn’t have to be hard either! Work hard, with purpose and dedication!! But also w self-care and love in mind :-) I hope this helped even a little!

♡ thank you ♡

This was supposed to be posted for my 4 year anniversary on this black hole site on December 9th, but we can see what happened haha. I thought about making something long and mushy (bc I have a lot of love to give) but I figure short and sweet and mushy is the way to go!

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The face Homura makes when Mami walks away, saying, “From this point, we’re done talking,” and Mami binding her in Charlotte’s labyrinth.

What was going through her head? That look on Homura’s face is similar to the ones she makes when Madoka is walking through the school with her after they’ve just met. My first instinct was to say this is frustration – these events have happened over and over again, and Homura just can’t seem to change them.

But then, in the labyrinth, she still seemed to truly believe that she could talk Mami out of fighting Charlotte. So this is an eventuality that Homura hasn’t encountered exactly before. Still, she does seem to know how dangerous Charlotte will be to Mami. What happened last time? Did Homura arrive too late? Or did she not push Mami far enough to get this reaction?

Despite how long Homura’s been at this, she can’t yet bring herself to blatantly manipulate people. Everything she tells the others is mostly the truth, even if she knows they won’t listen to – or can’t handle – all of it. (To be fair, the safest kind of lying is as little as possible, but still. In this situation? I would be talking so much bullshit. I’d tell them anything I had to.)

That face Homura makes – I think it’s grief. In the beginning, when Madoka’s just meeting her for the first time, Homura has watched Madoka die just hours before. She’s barely had time to let that misery wear off before she’s faced with a fresh hell. And now, Mami. Mami won’t listen. Mami has no idea what’s coming, and Homura can’t tell her, because Mami can’t take it.

The Madoka fandom loves to focus on Homura’s love for Madoka, but she’s got to care about Mami – and probably Sayaka – too. These are her companions in the fight against evil. She learned the painful truth by their sides and watched it break them, and she’s tried to save them from it and failed, over and over.

She says things like that she’d kill them if it meant saving Madoka, but at this point that’s not only probably the merciful option (because she knows the horrors that are waiting for them anyway) but also a necessity. Madoka is so powerful by now that not saving her means the end of everything. Even if Homura could let Madoka go – let her die fighting happily as a magical girl, perhaps – it wouldn’t matter. One attack, that’s all Madoka gets, before the backlash of her unbelievable power makes her a witch capable of destroying the entire planet. Not saving Madoka is no longer an option.

Come to think of it… in that first timeline, the one where Homura first makes her wish… that Madoka dies with a smile, doesn’t she? She fights and beats Walpurgisnacht alone, protecting her city, her friends, her family. Protecting her proudest achievement – Homura herself. That Madoka fights and gets hurt and scared, but she also lives and dies with pride. Madoka’s true wish was to live a life she could be proud of, and she didn’t need a miracle to achieve that.

She only needed to be a magical girl.

The older magical girls always say, “Don’t make a wish for someone else.” I always thought that the apotheosis of that message was Sayaka, but it wasn’t, was it?

When you make a wish, make sure that it’s truly what you want. Sayaka’s wish was to heal Kyousuke’s arm, but that’s not really what she desired. She did love him, sure, but I don’t think that was her true desire, either. What Sayaka really wanted was to hear him play again – for the whole world to hear him play. The theme of Sayaka’s magic is evidence of this, I think. From magical girl Sayaka’s forte hair ornament to witch Oktavia’s concert-hall labyrinth, it’s all about the music.

Homura’s wish was to go back and meet Madoka again. If you asked her why she did it, she’d probably say, “To save Madoka.” But that’s not really what Homura wants, is it? Homura tells us exactly what she wants. She tells Madoka right at the beginning of the story.

“Stay as you are, Madoka Kaname.

Stay as you are,


freckledskittles  asked:

Hello hi friend I hope you are well. Thank you for making this blog! It makes my heart happy to see the lil baby posts about squads and everyone (and may or may not be reminding me to finally post the headcanons in my drafts). But! I was wondering: aside from the obvious (like EMA, RBA, Jean and Marco, etc), who is everyone's closest confidant in the 104th and why? Hope this wasn't confusing! :^)

Hello! Your message is honestly so sweet, my heart’s melting a bit. I’m so glad that you enjoy this blog so much, and I’m really happy that it’s inspired you to publish your own!! (And if you’d ever like them to appear on here, hit me up!) And for your ask, what I’m interpreting this as is who is their closest confident besides the usual friends. Is that it? If not, please tell me, and I’ll fix it! 

Eren: Marco. Eren really enjoys Marco’s ability to see something good in everything. He seeks him out when he needs to vent/talk about something, because Marco is SO GOOD at giving advice. He trusts him and it’s great. 

Mikasa: Sasha. The two of them get along really well, and Mikasa feels really comfortable with her. Sasha’s a really good listener as well as talker, but also knows when Mikasa just needs a quiet presence or a shoulder to lean on. They just get each other. 

Armin: Marco and Bertholdt. The three of them bond pretty quickly over their love of reading, and Armin trusts both of them to help him improve his physical abilities because he knows they would never think of making fun of him. 

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