ugh don't make fun of me i'm terrible at these things :( :( :(

First-Meeting Sentence Starters
  • Several different scenarios that can be combined or modified for your pleasure:
  • "Uh, hi there."
  • "I was here first. Go to the back of the line!"
  • "Excuse me, is there any way you could let me go before you? I'm in a hurry."
  • "Service here is TERRIBLE today!"
  • "Is this seat taken?"
  • "Do you have a moment to talk?"
  • "Hi, listen, there's someone following me, and I'm paranoid so can you talk to me for a few minutes to make it look like I'm not alone?"
  • "Here, take this and run with me. I'll explain later!"
  • "Do you have some cash? This vending machine just ate the last of mine..."
  • "Hey, were you going to use this machine next? It gave me a free bag of chips, and I don't need to eat that many!"
  • "Do you work here?"
  • "Look, I'm not an employee, but the ____ are right over there."
  • "Hey, is this yours? It was by your feet."
  • "Are you from ____ or ____?"
  • "Hello, ____."
  • "I swear I've seen you on TV."
  • "Yes, I'm ____, and I can take a picture with you if you want."
  • "Oh my gosh, can I pet your dog?!"
  • "Sorry, there was a hair hanging off of your sleeve, and it was bothering me."
  • "Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to walk into you!"
  • "Wait a minute! I think they mixed up our orders."
  • "Ugh, this isn't my food. Did anyone here order a ____?"
  • "You look so cold. Do you want to borrow my jacket?"
  • "H-Hey, I'm freezing. Is there any way I can s-stand close to you and maybe get warmer?"
  • "You poor thing, you look like you're cooking! Here, take a bottle of water."
  • "It's so hot I think I might pass out. Can you help me?"
  • "Are you okay?"
  • "Oh, good, you're awake. What happened to you?"
  • "Where am I?"
  • "Get in! You're in danger!"
  • "Please, let me ride with you. There's someone after me!"
  • "Grab the spare helmet and jump on."
  • "Are you playing ____?"
  • "Hey, do you want to trade friend codes?"
  • "Hi, my date just stood me up, so now I have a free ticket."
  • "I'd love to take that free spot as long as you don't mind sitting next to me."
  • "Have you seen a lost child around here?"
  • "I found this child, and by the look on your face, I think they're yours."
  • "That coat isn't real fur, is it?"
  • "If you can't tell the difference between real animal pelt and fake, you shouldn't be harassing people on the street."
  • "Are we locked in here?"
  • "Can I use your phone?"
  • "Here, take my phone. No questions asked."
  • "What's cookin' good lookin'?"
  • "If you're trying to flirt with me, you may want to try again."

anonymous asked:

Hey Chris. I'm 17 and have been overweight my whole life. I'm 5'8 and 235 but trying to get healthier. I hate myself a lot because of my weight and just have a low self esteem. My sister just told me how someone in one of my classes looked up a picture of a whale on his computer one day and then pointed to me and he showed someone it. I never thought I was terribly big, but that's been making me bawl like crazy and I'm not that type of person. I honestly want to figure out a way I don't (1)

Have to be in that class anymore. Like see if I can take it online. I don’t understand how someone could just be sitting in class and that’s what they think about is how big I am. I don’t know what to do. I usually wouldn’t care if someone would say something about my weight, but this is different 

Ugh I’m so sorry that happened to you :( You’re right, isn’t it ridiculous that that kid was sitting in class with tons of things to do and think about and the thing he landed on was making fun of someone’s size? How sad is that? People don’t give him enough attention, so he had to resort to making fun of someone else and getting half-assed laughs. This entire situation is a reflection of how shitty of a person that guy is. It has nothing to do with you. You are allowed to exist at any size and nobody has the right to make fun of you for that! 

I guess you’ll have to make the decision about staying in the class or not, that’s a personal thing. BUT if I was a friend who knew you personally and was talking to you in person, I would tell you not to let the bullies win. Fuck that guy. Don’t let him affect the way you live your life. There will always be people who will want to tear you down. You’ll never be able to avoid all of them.

Your weight is not your worth. Anyone who reduces you to just your weight or size is a jerk…including yourself. You know you’re more than that. Don’t look in the mirror and hate yourself because all you can see is your physical body size. Don’t do that to yourself. You are smart, you are talented, and you have so much to offer the world.

anonymous asked:

I saw this and???!?!? I don't know?!?!? Prompt?!?!? "This was fun. We should cause more chaos together again, later." (you don't have to if you don't want to)

Lieutenant Hux hates nights before deployment.

He sits in a bar, surrounded by fellow officers, slowly drinking his double whisky and waiting for the morning to come. He’s unhappy with his assignment to one of the smallest Star Destroyers in the First Order’s fleet. He’d had his eye on promotion this time, perhaps even to General and placed at the helm of one of the grandest and newest ships, though it’s name remains a secret.

Alas, he’ll merely excel in this position and prove that his superiors were wrong to overlook him.

Taking another gulp and finishing his drink, Hux sets the glass on the table and sighs.

“Fancy another, sweetcheeks?”

Hux looks up, eyebrows arched, to see a drunken male leaning on his table, his sandy hair brushed back with, what looks to be, grease. He’s not an officer, merely a boozer, obviously looking for a fling.

“No, thank you,” Hux says, turning his nose up.

“C'mon, Red, get that stick out your ass” the man says, and that’s exactly what Hux sees; red. Any inference to his unique hair colour makes his temper boil until he can’t contol his fists. “And let me in your ass instead.”

Hux grits his teeth and stands, ready to break out every insult he knows before breaking this pig’s nose, but there’s suddenly a figure next to him, pushing him away from the man and a honeyed voice is threatening him.

“You heard the gent,” the intervener says, pushing the drunk away. “He’s not interested. Scram.”

Hux watches as the drunk scurries away, fixing his jacket from where he’d been shoved. The man turns, and Hux is lost.

“He’s trouble,” the man says, dark hair framing his pale face. “Thought I’d better step in before it got nasty.”

He doesn’t look much younger than Hux, but his brown eyes are just inviting Hux in to drown. He’s tall, he’s muscular, and he’s most definitely trouble.

“Do you make a habit of saving people from unwanted attention?” Hux tries to smile but smirks instead, thinking of himself under this man’s hands. “Or should I feel honoured that you saved me?”

“I’ll say the second one,” the man says, and even winks. “It’s more, I see an angel in danger and my instincts kick in.”

“An angel? Oh, dear,” Hux laughs. “How droll. If that’s the very best you can do, I’ll offer you lessons in flirting myself.”

The man leans forward and wets his lips. Hux can’t help but copy.

“Well, Lieutenant, I’m sure you could teach me a few things.”

Hux is about to reply when he feels a sharp slap to his arse cheek, startling him and making him gasp. Turning, he sees the drunk standing behind him, hands poised and ready for a grope, but his opportunity is gone by the time he moves. The man has already pushed the drunk away–well, he falls. Hux doesn’t see him make contact but the drunk goes flying into an officer, causing her to spill her drink.

It’s Phasma, and she’s not happy with having her uniform ruined by the spilling of gin on it.

Hux watches her and she swings her fist, but not at the right man. The drunk is on the floor, Phasma punches someone else, and before Hux can blink, the entire bar has erupted into a fight. Glasses thrown, tables flipped, his comrades throwing punches and kicks at one another, all the whilst Hux’s saviour leads him outside to where outsiders are rushing in to see what the sudden noise is about.

“Well,” the man says, hand still grasping Hux’s. “This was fun. We should cause more chaos again together. Later.”

Hux smiles, feeling himself glowing with the adrenaline of the fight and the sudden infatuation he has with this stranger. If only he knew his name–

“I’m Ben,” the man says finally, bringing Hux’s knuckles up to kiss.

“Lieutenant Hux,” Hux gives a slight courtesy. “And whilst I’m terribly flattered, Ben, I’m afraid I won’t be here in the morning.”

“You’re being deployed. So I guessed,” Ben nods. “Which is why I said ‘later.’ We’ve got the rest of the night to be 'later,’ so your duty can wait, Lieutenant.”

Hux’s stomach flutters. It’s like this man can see his thoughts, read him like a book, act on what he’s thinking. Take my hand, tell my your name, ask me to stay.

“Stay with me, for tonight,” Ben says, and Hux’s heart jumps. “My ship is on the edge of town. A man who can send a bar into a brawl is someone I want to know.”

Hux bites his lip. “Well, Ben. Let’s see if we can’t cause more chaos on your ship.”

Ben laughs excitedly as he takes Hux’s hand, and Hux only falls more breathless at the sight of the man’s crooked smile. As they stride off, Hux has never been more excited to cause chaos in his life. He feels like he could kill stars, conquer worlds, become king–

“One thing at a time, Hux,” Ben says, winking. “There’s a lot more chaos waiting for us. I can feel it.”

And somehow, Hux can too.


DID YOU KNOW BATTLEFIELD TERRA UPDATED.  My fav. character is an asshole wtf Gamzee no you are misrepresenting the quadrant on purpose to fuck with the aliens and that’s douchey

Bonus thing because it hasn’t happened in the story yet but reading BT always makes me mysteriously ship Johnkat

I always go into these things with the intention of drawing shirts on people. :T

Earl Grey

See A/N at the end. But, some helpful info: This is a Modern Day AU where Rae makes YouTube videos schooling the plebs about cool music. With the exception of those changes, everything up through episode 5 of season 1 happens as in canon.

Earl Grey

The message is weird. Especially coming from Chop. Chop never sent emails, and if by some off chance he did, Finn never would have expected it to read so… normal.

Finn, thought you might want to check this out…

He wonders if it’s maybe spam, if Chop’s account got hacked or something. He knows you’re not supposed to click links sent in strange sounding emails, but… he’s not certain it’s not Chop, and it’s just a link to a youtube clip. Youtube never hurt anyone. It’s probably just porn or something, he reasons. Busty Babe Bounces on Trampoline- that’s definitely Chop’s style. So, he clicks.

It takes the page a long time to load, and Finn finds himself biting his cuticles as he waits, strangely anxious for whatever it is. It’s sure to be stupid nonsense, probably Chop discovered Vines and is dying to share some clip with him. But his heart’s beating a bit too hard and he’s not exactly sure why.

But then it loads, and he sees her face. He smiles automatically, despite his confusion. He can’t help it, it’s like a biological response to seeing her, a big stupid grin that he has to smother down. But he’s alone, and here she is right there in that little box on his screen- her big expressive eyes, her long shiny curtain of dark hair, her rosy cheeks and ineffable smile. A sudden flash of heat courses through him as he considers the wanking possibilities of tiny little Rae trapped right there in his laptop screen.

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