what a difference a date makes


I have so many people in my inbox asking for how the bakushima asked Denki out it’s amazing - the answer is it was a disaster from start to end but what were you all even expecting we’re talking about Bakugou and Kirishima

Denki said yes anyway cause he’s a disaster too

Okay, I just realized this, and it’s kind of amazing.

See, during A Date with Markiplier, he tends to give you two different choices to choose from.

And then when you go to Darkiplier, he insists of giving you four options, “more than what he could give you”.

Except…not really.

Three of these options are just previous, old, Darkiplier videos.  Only one actually proceeds the plot.  So in a sense, he’s only given us one choice.  But then again, this makes sense, as in his words:

I want to go on a date with you

Don’t get me wrong, laying in bed and watching Netflix with someone is fun, but it’s not the same as going on a real date.

Let’s plan a place and a time. We’ll both get ready and dress cute. There won’t be a text when they’re outside, but a knock on the front door. Car doors will be opened for one another and hands will be held on the drive there. Let us talk about life and our dreams, what we wanted when we were young compared to now.

Our generation is so scared to be intimate with someone on a level other than sex. Go on a date, talk about things, get to know them, make them feel appreciated.

If they’re different to you, be different with them.

In honor of Harry’s big day, I wanted to share this cute Harry story with everyone. It’s kind of long, and I’m sorry if I bore you with the detail, but the detail is what makes it interesting, IMO - so I hope you read the whole thing. 

Back in 2014 , my boyfriend, Jesse, was working as a special events media coordinator for a very large and popular venue in London. This was a cool thing because he often would get to meet the talent. He’s met a bunch of different people along the way which of course included, One Direction. 

I had just met Jesse in the early part of 2014 so we weren’t dating yet when 1D was in town. I wasn’t a 1D fan either, so when he told me about it I didn’t really care. It was only after I saw Harry on SNL later that year (I think it was December) that I actually was fuming with envy that Jesse got to meet him.  

Before the 1D show, Jesse first spotted Harry from a distance. He was walking down the hallway and peeked in to one of the dressing rooms only to see a long-limbed “skinny kid” lying on the sofa, with a woman standing over him with her hand on his forehead, as if she were gauging his temperature. Jesse didn’t know who the woman was or who the kid was (he couldn’t see because his face was turned toward the back of the couch). Anyway, the woman spotted Jesse walking by and waived at him to hold up a minute because she wanted to talk to him. She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her so she could talk to Jess in the hallway. She introduced herself (yes, you probably already guessed it was Lou Teasedale) and explained that H wasn’t feeling well and wondered if there were any blankets around, but she asked that he keep the news to himself - rather than getting someone else to find the stuff and bring it to them. Jesse, of course, was happy to provide whatever was needed (because he’s like that) and he scurried off to get it (even though this really wasn’t his job, he was happy to help and he liked the “spy stuff” about keeping it quiet).. 

When he brought the juice and blanket back to the room, Harry’s eyes flew open and he smiled, Lou introduced Harry to Jesse, except when she said his name, Harry got it wrong and thought she said Jeffrey. Harry said,  “Hi Jeffrey, thanks”.  Jesse, of course, didn’t have the heart to correct him, so he just smiled and nodded and waived and told him he hoped he’d feel better before the show. Harry gave him a thumbs up and said “thanks, you too” (LOL) and Lou smiled and hugged Jesse and thanked him, then Jesse left the room.

He assumed this was the first and only interaction he’d have with Harry, but lo and behold, it wasn’t. 

About two hours later, a completely revived Harry was bouncing around in one of the media rooms where 1D was meeting some photographers and some fans for a meet and greet type of thing. He was clearly feeling much better and had a huge cup of coffee in his hand while he was smiling and laughing and talking. 

Anyway, being that he’s Harry, he spotted “Jeffrey” across the room and walked over to him, shook his hand and thanked him again. Jesse asked him how he was doing, and Harry said he was fine he’d been struggling with hay fever but he was feeling better after  his inhaler and an hour under a humidifier mask (not sure what that is, but…ok). 

Someone  else called to Jesse from across the room, and it was only then that Harry realized he had his name wrong, that he wasn’t “Jeffrey”, he was Jesse. So Harry was embarrassed and shook his hand again and RE-INTRODUCED himself to Jesse. LOL, So they chuckled about it for a little bit and Jesse said Harry was really sweet and polite and funny. They chatted about what Jesse had done before this job and they ended up talking about a motorcycle museum that Jesse used to work at and Harry was thrilled, so they chatted about that for a little bit. 

Then Harry finally went off to do his thing and Jesse never saw him again, but I always thought it was a neat story because it just reiterates what everyone always says about Harry. He’s sweet, funny, very down to earth and easy to talk to. Jesse was impressed with him (and he doesn’t impress easily), and their interaction has been something Jesse and I talk about once in a while. He likes to use it against me, because he’s an ass-hat, but our love of Harry Styles has become one of the many things Jesse and I have in common. He even knows I have a tumblr blog about him and he isn’t disturbed by it at all.

Anyway, that’s all I’ve got - thanks for reading. 

Long Distance Relationships

- It’s gonna get hard sometimes, don’t forget why you got in this relationship.

- 80% of your relationship is through text, remember that sometimes it’s hard to talk 24/7 through text and ALWAYS sound excited.

- Skype/FaceTime calls WILL become the brightest parts of your days.

- This time apart isn’t forever, always remember the day you have been dreaming of. It will come.

- The distance will get to you some nights, don’t let that get the best of your relationship.

- Be patient with each other. Sometimes you’ll both be gone, busy, or maybe asleep because of time difference. 

- Communicate no matter what. The distance between you all will make arguments or disagreements that much harder, but communication will really always be key.

- Set dates. Even if for some people they’re years away. Set a date and countdown. Having something to look forward to between you makes things so much better and things easier.

- Remember every single day why you got in this relationship. It’s worth it. Every second leads to a better day. Remember that.

s4 sherlock and john will go to angelo’s tonight. rosie will be with a minder at john’s place, so they have a few hours to go out for an evening meal to mark what day it is. and they’ll sit in the same place they once did, they’ll make conversation and playful banter and chuckle a little. sherlock will blush, john will  pretend not to notice and they won’t say anything more about the date because it’s too sentimental and they’ve always struggled with talking about how they feel. a candle will be lit in between them, and john doesn’t have the strength to blow it out. they’ll eat, enjoy eachothers company, before going different ways to head home, back to empty bedrooms, sad as they think about what could’ve been. 

pilot sherlock and john will go to angelo’s tonight and they’ll both sit infront of the window, thighs pressed up together, faces centimetres away as they talk and giggle about whatever case they’ve just solved. they’ll get starters, and mains, and then desserts and coffee because it’s an important day that needs to be celebrated. and angelo, who remembers it well, will insist that it’s all on the house; ‘for you, and your date!’ wedding bands will glisten in the candle light as they cradle their drinks, and kiss in-between every course. they’ll giggle over dark humour and when sherlock asks if john wants a bite of his tiramisu john just replies that he’s ok bc he’s gonna be eating something sweeter for dessert when he gets home and it takes sherlock a solid 10 seconds before he Gets It and blushes the brightest red ever. they get a cab together, snog the whole ride home, and when they get back, john pressed up against the wall of the hallway, both of them panting, they tell eachother how thankful they are that they met this day seven years ago. 

What I love about this is that Peridot is not saying “I don’t understand you so you are wrong”, she’s saying “I don’t understand you, so please explain it to me”.

That’s what makes Peridot so great.


And Garnet is so great too. She really wants Peridot to learn because she wants her to understand just how amazing her being is.

“We are very different, and I appreciate that…”

Man, can you imagine this coming from Season 1 Garnet?

I love this show’s character progression so much.


That’s… that’s very brave of Garnet.

Fusion is her thing, it’s her bread and butter. The fact that she’s offering Peridot into that not only after the Sardonyx incident but after Peridot has said some very unflattering things about her is… wow.

Garnet how are you this great.

Iconic Heathers The Musical Moments

• Thus ending her hangoverrrrrrr
• There’s been a lack of girls climbing in my bedroom window
• I was having my period
• HAHAHA…..haha…….haaaaaaaaaa…oH MY GOD!
• oh look, she was reading The Bell Jar GASP
• Man, how many networks did she run to?
• So……you avoided date rape…..by volunteering ME for date rape?
• You’re making me sound like AIR SUPPLY
• oh my god, I just killed my best friend..
And your worst enemy
• Hellooooooooo, ssssssssslut
• I’m like oxygen, I’m everywhere
• I didn’t catch your name
I didn’t throw it
• I’m sorry, but I really had to wake you. I’ve decided I must ride you till I break you.
• Veronica? What are you doing in my room–?!
• Lick it up, baby. LICK. IT. UP.
• If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull I’d have two matching halves
• THERES NO ALCOHOL IN THIS! Are you trying to poison me?
• That was one heck of a fishing trip
• By the wayyyyyy………..You were my first
• Awe..Thanks, Heather. But I don’t really need to vomit right now.
• -The fight scene when he completely misses and JD just shrugs-
• That’s really sweet–OH SON OF A B****
• ..I don’t really like my friends
I don’t like your friends either
sorry, Heather…….
• I love my dead gay son
• If you were happy everyday of your life you wouldn’t be human, you’d be a game show host.


The Difference Between Us is an upcoming My Little Pony fan game about Fluttershy on her first date with Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy never knew that Pinkie felt that way about her, and she struggles to figure out what she wants and how she feels about Pinkie as she finds her way through the date.

There are three main routes through the date, and each route has three endings, all with several different variations depending on your prior choices. There are no bad endings, just different ways of exploring a new relationship and the new feelings that come with it. All of the mane six as well as the cutie mark crusaders make appearances to offer advice, hang out, or even put on a show. And all along the way, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie will be telling stories, sharing secrets, healing old wounds, and, hopefully, growing closer.

Coming soon!

u kno what really tickles me about the writers vehemently denying a romantic connection between steve and bucky?? it’s that they wrote it. all the stuff people are picking up on, they wrote. and like they’re not amateur writers trying their hand at story telling, these are seasoned writers who know the tropes and the different literary devices, like they know what they’re doing supposedly.

they know that “person A and B grow up together, person A loses person B in some way and ends up lost and lonely, person B comes back and they fight to make their way back to each other” is the basis of pretty much any romantic drama.
they know that “I’m only interested in dating people with similar life experiences” *insert return of childhood/lifelong best friend here* is the set up to many a romantic comedy.
they know that “Person B is in danger and Person A risks life and limb and potential imprisonment to keep them safe” is the premise of literally every hero/love interest dynamic out there.
Like they know these things, they’re professional writers of course they know these things, so why use these romantic devices if your intention isn’t to imply romance.

System Ask

1. Give examples of their different writing styles/handwriting.

2. Who argues a lot?

3. Does anyone have any weird habits that they do with the body that annoy the others?

4. Who makes cofronting the worst decision ever?

5. Do you have any alters/headmates you keep away from your friends at all costs? (because they are embarrassing or weird)

6. Who will listen to you talk about something and then tell your friends your secrets as soon as they front?

7. Is anyone dating each other?

8. What does your headspace look like?

9. If they could all chose to have their own bodies, would they?

10. Do you have any non-human members?

11. Do you have any members that no one ever sees or talks to?

12. Do you have a schedule for fronting?

13. How many have blogs on here that are separate from each others?

14. Who is the dad/mom/parent of the system?

15. Who hates everyone and doesn’t want to be there?

16. Who talks all day in the headspace and then never opens their mouth while fronting?

17. Who would be most likely to blow all the money on food?

18. Who would be most likely to antagonize a fight and then leave front right when it starts?

19. Are there any familia relationships in the system? (brothers, sisters, moms, cousins, etc)

20. Do you have any fictives?

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. 

You stare at the closed door in front of you and take a deep breath for the third time tonight. You’re standing outside your boyfriend’s apartment, like you’ve done a thousand times before. It’s the same chipped and faded paint on the wood you’ve seen that has been etched into your memory, along with the same useless doorbell that never works- But it all feels different, because of what you’ve come here to do.

You are completely, totally, hopelessly in love with Daveed Diggs. He feels the same way about you, you know he does. He’s expressed it breathlessly between kisses, in dorky love letters, and in a song coupled with Lin’s awkward beatboxing in the background. And because the two of you are in love, you want to do what people who are in love do.

In the year that you’ve been dating he has mostly managed to keep his hands off of you. You never went much further than the occasional hasty make out session on the couch, but lately you’d been wanting more. You came to his apartment with the intention of finally, finally taking that next step with him. You are worried about one thing, though, since you are an absolutely clueless virgin. You’ve never done this before, but have always imagined how it would go… your first time being so intimate with another human being. Thinking it through from the last couple of days, you convinced yourself you had nothing to worry about. He’s always been so caring with you, and you’re not a child. You know how this works.

You finally knock on the door, smoothing out your dress and fixing your hair as you wait. You’ve chosen to wear something that you know makes you look irresistible-a short, sleeveless dress, lace tights, and your lucky heels, all in black. It should definitely do the trick.

Soft footsteps come closer, and the door opens to reveal your boyfriend, messy haired and as cute as ever.

“Hey, Y/N,” He beams at you, his brown eyes shining with joy from your surprise of just randomly showing at his door. He’s so cute that you nearly forget to respond.

“Hi, Dave. Mind if I come inside?” You smile back, trying to add an edge to your voice that you hope is anything near sexy.

“Not at all, sugar,” He ushers you inside and kisses your cheek as you brush past him. “What inspired this visit?” He hums against your neck, slipping his arms around your waist.

“Oh, nothing, I just wanted to see you. That’s all,” You reply coyly.

“Well, you’re always welcome here. I can never get enough of you,” He’s still smiling at you, although it’s more of a smirk now. Maybe he knows what you’re up to. Still in an almost-embrace, you drift into the living room and onto the couch.

“Do you want a drink? I could get us some beers,” Daveed asks.

“How about something a little more… sophisticated?” You suggest sinking your vision to his eyes, hoping that you’re still being subtle.

He must have caught on to your plan, because his eyebrows quirk up, like they always do when he’s in a playful mood. “Coming right up, doll,” he says and whisks to the kitchen and returns shortly with two blood-red glasses. When he gives you yours your hands touch and linger. It’s as if every time your skin has come into contact, from the kiss at the door to this quick moment, sparks have flown between the two of you. Even making eye contact with him over the rim of your glass has you feeling hot all over.

It doesn’t take long before both of your glasses are drained and you’re basically in his lap, toying with the buttons at the top of his shirt. You kick off your shoes so you can bring your feet up on the couch. Looking down at you, he pulls you closer to him, as if it were even possible. It’s still chaste and innocent. You’re only playing with each other’s hair, looking into each other’s eyes. His gaze keeps flicking down to your lips, which you had agonized over for some time, delicately painting on the perfect shade of red. Then his lips are on yours, soft at first and then building up to something dangerous and reckless. There’s teeth, there’s tongue, it’s filthy and you love it. Your lipstick is definitely ruined but you couldn’t care less.

He pushes you onto your back, suddenly harsh and commanding. He has total control over you, and you’re just helplessly needy, arching into his touch and chasing those wonderful feelings he’s giving you. There’s that sinful thing he does with his tongue, and the way he keeps grinding his hips where your dress has ridden up… It’s too much and not enough.

“Maybe we should… Mmf… Go to your room?” You ask as he stops his assault on your lips to nibble at your collarbone.

He simply nods, holding your hand on the way there and looking at you like he wants to devour you. He throws you onto the bed, making you squeak in surprise. “I want you, and I’m going to take you… I’ll make you mine, babydoll…” He murmurs and literally tears your tights off your legs. The amount of force he’s using begins to scare you.

Your dress is the next to go. Thankfully, he manages to keep it in one piece. Now you’re fully exposed, except for a thin lace bra which he makes quick work of. He’s straddling you at this point, and you can feel his erection straining in his skinny jeans. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Y/N.” He growls as he takes in the expanse of your bare body. Even though it’s a compliment, it sounds almost predatory.

His clothes come off quickly. You want to take a second to let the fact sink in that you’re skin to skin with the love of your life, but he’s moving so fast you don’t have the time. It’s too frantic. Every touch is fleeting; every brush of your lips is too rushed.

“It’s been such a long time, sweetheart. You’re so gorgeous. I might have to skip the foreplay. I need to feel you, now,” He growls and pounces on you, and starts rutting his cock against your opening. It’s nice- but your eyes widen when you realize exactly how big he is. You were not expecting it to be so thick or so long, and you find yourself wondering how on Earth that is going to fit inside you. “Mmm… You’re going to feel me for days. You’ll be so wrecked when I’m through with you…” He’s pressing harder, sending prickles of pain throughout your body and your heart is racing. You want to back out, but it must be too late now. He’s starts to force it in you and it’s too much too soon- you cry out in pain.

“It’s okay, it will be better soon, it’s just been a while-” he begins to soothe you, his eyes closed and running his hands over your arms.

“No, no, no- I’m a virgin. I’m a virgin, Daveed.” You blurt out.

“You’re what?” He stops immediately, and pulls out to scoop you up in his arms.

“I’ve never had sex. I’m sorry… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” tears practically falling out as you admitted it. “I thought it would be fine, but you were being so rough, and you were bigger than I expected and…” You trail off, pressing your face into his bare shoulder.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry Y/N.” He strokes your hair, kissing your forehead softly. “I’m so, so sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed that you’d done this before. I don’t know what I was thinking. Why didn’t you tell me? I would have made it better for you.”

“I don’t know.” You sigh. “I wanted everything to go smoothly.”

“That worked out really well.” He says sarcastically, trying to pull a joke. He must have noticed your worried expression because he adds, “I’m not mad at you, babe. Don’t worry. Just be honest with me in the future, okay?”

You nod meekly, and then smile at him, which he returns happily. Then he wraps you in another hug. “I didn’t say we had to stop. I only said we should go slower., You whisper, glancing at him and biting your lower lip.

“Will you be okay if I touch you?” he asks cautiously. He seems more afraid than you are, now. You find yourself unable to believe that he cares about you so much.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

He lets his hands run over you, in no rush. This time he worships you; he treats you like a queen. Daveed memorizes every dip and curve, delicately tracing every freckle and scar. It seems like an eternity before he reaches the place you need him to be. His fingers touch your clit hesitantly at first, but he moves faster as you let out whines and gasps of pleasure. “Do you like that, sugar?” he asks, smirking, obviously proud of the reactions he’s retrieving from you.

“Oh God, yes…” you cut yourself off with a moan when a finger enters you. It’s seconds before he finds the spot that has you begging for more and bucking into his hand. Then it’s joined by another, and you wince at the stretch but never stop the stream of noises and incoherent curses leaving your mouth.

“So wet… I think you’re ready, doll,” He retracts his fingers and guides you onto your back. He’s above you, now; knees braced on either side of you. You’re still shaking, but he’s still lending you soothing touches. Every time you look at him you find yourself reassured, somehow. It reminds you that all he wants tonight is to make you feel as special as he thinks you are. “I’ll be careful, I promise,” Daveed motions and kisses your forehead. Then he’s pushing in, as slow as he promised. He watches you carefully, ready to pull out at the first sign that you’re in pain. Your eyes are shut tight as you try to ignore the slight stretch. “Hey, look at me.” He tilts your chin up and you look at him. He’s absolutely bewitching like this, towering over you, beautiful eyes glinting and full of an intoxicating combination of adoration and lust. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you say. He takes this as his cue to slide in fully, eliciting a pained whimper from you. Immediately he’s planting quick, sloppy kisses to your neck, mumbling apologies and promises about how good it’s going to feel. You’re not sure if you believe him until he starts to move. Somehow he’s managed to reach a place you never knew existed, and each time he rubs against it you’re overcome with such an intense want for him. You moan out loud, shamefully loud, and he grins against your skin. Heat spreads over you, radiating from every point where your body connects with his. He keeps making all these wonderful, lewd noises- groans and breathy “oh fuck”s and unintelligible praise. The unhurried roll of his hips is driving you mad with bliss, to the point where you’re almost delirious.

“You’re so perfect, Y/N,” He groans. You try to respond, but you’re so overwhelmed by aching need and the heavenly drag of his cock in an out of you that you can’t manage more than desperate panting. You’re trembling beneath him, consumed with unfamiliar feelings and a fire that keeps threatening to break loose in your body. Unfathomable ecstasy washes over you when he finds your clit again, rubbing it to the beat of his thrusts. “I want to see you become undone for me,” he purrs.

So you do. It’s everything you thought it would be- heaven, paradise, a high you know you could never get from any drug. Your release triggers his, and you watch his face contort in euphoria.

Still in a haze, you untangle yourselves. He pulls you close to him, your back against his chest. Both of you are sweaty and practically burning up from your previous activities, but you don’t mind at all. “That was… amazing. You’re amazing,” He mumbles into your hair.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” You giggle, exhausted from your adventure.

“I love you so much, you know that, right?” You turn to face him and he props himself up on an elbow.

“Of course I do. I love you, too,” you say, and you mean it. He smiles and pecks you on the lips.

“I am sorry about your underwear though…”

19.07.2015 || So recently I’ve been asked a lot about my colour coding system, in response to flavaflavs question I thought  I’d share it with you all! 


A have a pack of STABILO Boss Original Highlighter Pens (Pack of 8), and I’ve labelled each one to mean something: 

  • Argument (Dark Pink)
  • Issue (Light Pink)
  • Historiography (This is the arguments other historians have made)(Pink)
  • Statistic (Orange)
  • Quote (Yellow)
  • Figure (as in a person) (Green)
  • Structure (Dark Green)
  • Date (Blue)

This is the system I use when going through my reading/essays to make it clear whats what, and I then incorporate this into my revision sheets/flashcards when I do them for exams


I write all my classwork (where I engage with a lecturer/tutor) down in separate notebooks for different topics. I write my general notes for the set reading on a plain pukka pad jotta.

As part of my revision and organisation, I then rewrite all of the messy notes up neatly, using pukka pad “Comfort in Colour” Collection. I then write different types of information down on different colours:

  • Blue - Tutorial/Class Notes
  • Green - Lecture Notes
  • Purple- Essay Feedback


As I can’t highlight in all of the books I use, I tend to use post-it notes when I’m doing reading for my essays, and these mini(ish) post-its are good for that, as I can write little bits of information from the text, whilst still having them where I got the information from. This allows me to note where I got the information from and forces me to condense the amount of notes I take from a single page.

Orange: “My Thoughts”: Any ideas about the essay/ thoughts about what is being said that I consider whilst reading

Pink: “Argument”: Anything that makes it clear what the author is arguing/supports their argument

Blue: “Quotes”: Any quotes, either referring to another text or that I will take from the reading

Green: “Dates/Stats”: Any dates or statistics that can be used for my understanding of the period/I can use in my essay


The first time I make notes I don’t do much colour coding, other than writing quotes and key bits of information in a different colour, using a different colour for each book I’m making notes on for that essay (I typically read and make notes for 7 books per essay). This makes it easier to find the information I need AND if in my essay writing frenzy I mix up my notes, the colure help me sort them back into order before I file them.

Bare in mind that I’m doing a BA in History, so they are very history orientated, but this system would work well with other essay based/reading subjects :)


✞-taking long walks with no words shared between them

✞- watching movies together and making dumb comments about the cinematography

✞-trying to learn to code and hack but never getting past HTML and CSS bc sadness

✞-getting takeout a lot because you’re both lazy and paranoid

✞-your relationship being based on happiness and not physical attributes

✞-hanging out with darlene for six months before putting the puzzle together

✞-“but, he’s so- and you’re so-” “i know doll. i’m just as confused as you.”

✞-washing his hoodie because he never fucking does

✞-being supportive when you learn of his addiction and trying to help him quit

✞-going on dumb mainstream dates in ny

✞-only attending the cinema to make fun of it

✞-laying in bed together while blasting mars argo

✞-trying your best to comfort him when he’s crying

✞-him saying cynical jokes that make you crack up for the rest of the night

✞-“what’s the difference between a dead hooker and a corvette?” “uh, i don’t know?” “i don’t have a corvette in my garage”

✞-talking about weird subway stories together

✞-getting confused whenever he tries to have sex with you because it’s always spontaneous

✞-getting in fights over bullshit that you both don’t care about

✞-cuddling together when it’s raining

✞-talking smack about mr robot when you learn about him

✞-“who the fuck hacks on sundays? what a loser, and besides, even if you did, there’d be no point because dead guy over there probably would fuck it up later on while jerking off to the newest apple product.”

✞-elliot taping all of your electronics which makes you confused as fuck

✞-buying each other funny gifts to express your love

✞-being a power couple though

Off his tits for weeks

It occurs, given this show is based on stories that built an extensive fandom meta game based on the notion of the unreliable narrator, that, rather than there being a strict line between reality and the imagined - as in the Victorian sections of TAB, we are seeing a mixture, possibly even in the same scenes. There was a quote I think from Benedict that “the audience doesn’t see what Sherlock doesn’t see” and I keep wondering if that suggests we are literally getting unreliable narration. And that it is being intentionally left ambiguous what is real and what is not - even in situations that *are* real. Details different and inconsistencies.

Because what strikes me as potentially novel about that on a very meta level is that the thing that frustrates many on here the most is the desire to know precisely what is real and what is not. But that’s what being a fan of ACD is all about. Reading between the lines. Making deductions about when Watson isn’t telling the whole story. Wondering why dates don’t add up when stories contradict he timeline previously established. How many wives did John have and how did Mary die?

And those we know were all a result of careless writing on ACD’s part. He didn’t even get Watson’s name right in one story. But a game was made of it. A game that blends the real world with the fictional. Has people researching syringes in use at the time, or train timetables to see if they really could have gone to a location when they said they did. Or explored the music Holmes loved. Trying to pin down what exact span of dates the story of The Three Students happened over.

This fandom did not invent Holmesian meta. And I’d be rather pleased if Mofftiss have intentionally screwed with the story enough that it leaves a ton of debating about minutiae that will never be definitively resolved. It’s not a betrayal of the audience. It’s replicating ACD. It’s giving fandom the very thing they want: something to talk about. Because the moment this all makes perfect sense, there’s nothing to discuss. The game is over.

Who knows. But there as been a surprising lack of discussion about a distorted reality. Which is less like inception and more like the perceptions of someone who is under the influence of substances and when high starts to question what is real and what is not. Where the events are real but the perception we are seeing it through is unreliable.

Just a thought.

Margii is a lone hermit that spends the majority of her time in the swamplands. She makes a living mixing potions and selling poisonous materials that she gathers around her home. Alex has found a good friend in her,dating back to childhood. She relies on Margii to provide her with various potions and traps to help catch monsters, as well as provide knowledge on various flora. Her species age differently from other beings, she make look young but she’s actually considered elderly by others of her kind.  Magii loves to find new ways and new plants of poisonous variety to play with. Although she can get a bit obsessive and dangerous, she always lets you know whats good to touch and whats not good to touch. 

I wanted to give Alex some friends/sidekicks to draw along with her sometimes. And I always wanted to make a very brightly colored character with a personality that didn’t quite match. Someone who’s lazy and prefers to be alone but still very likeable.  

love headcanons!
  • 😍: How does your muse act different once they start to like someone?
  • 💞: In which way would they like to ask their significant other out for a date? And how do they do it eventually?
  • 💗: At which point do they realize that they've fallen in love?
  • 🌹: What are weird things they start to do once they've developed a crush?
  • 🥀: What would they do when they fell in love with someone out of their reach?
  • 🍫: In which ways do they deal with being lovesick?
  • 🎀: How do they make themselves look attractive for their significant other?
  • 💍: What do they like about being in love?
  • 💔: What do they dislike about being in love?

anonymous asked:

Hi, so I kind of had a weird request, it's different than the usual, I want the rfa reacting to MC and Saeyoung dating and being clingy, pda and stuff, like continuing from 707s after ending, and if it's not much trouble, rfa reacting to jumin and mc dating and also pda etc etc, if you decide to do it thank you in advance, if not, I understand, it might get quite long, nontheless thank you!!

what i kinda planned is under each member the headcanons will be how the other members react to them and MC ((idk if that makes sense but let’s see if this works out~~)) 


✮ everyone thinks y’all are goddamn adorable
✮ because yoosung is such a virgin 
✮ so you gotta be innocent as well to protect him
✮ jaehee is lowkey jealous bc your relationship is just so cute 
✮ but she’s hella supportive and Mom Mode is on because ‘omg look at her two children go’
✮ zen often gives relationship advice to yoosung 
✮ tries to be genuine but he complains about being single so much more
✮ jumin probably couldn’t care less 
✮ but when you both send photos of the other (or both of you) with your cat Lisa he’s like ‘!!! CAT’ 
✮ says it’s cute (you both just take the compliment, knowing very well he’s only talking about lisa)
✮ seven pranks yoosung even more but now he does it involving you
✮ as in, saying things like
✮ and yoosung fuckin fREAKS out
✮ he’s crying and shaking and he’s about to Zoom to the hospital
✮ until you call seven out on his shit (yoosung cried a little more while clinging on to you)
✮ yoosung will dubiously mistrust seven forever  


✎ she is hardly the one to do pda and be cutesy and stuff so it’s totally up to you 
✎ you like to send photos and selfies of you two working at the cafe 
✎ and when she’s completely engrossed in one of zen’s things 
✎ zen is highkey jealous upset. he just wants all the attentions and now the only two females in the RFA clearly aren’t romantically interested in him anymore
✎ jumin was kinda surprised by the whole ‘coming out’ bit when you announced y’all were in a romantic relationship 
✎ but he put away his salt about jaehee quitting and is probably the most supportive of the relationship (bc he says that jaehee is super responsible and that you’re patient and just all around great) 
yoosung probably gets turned on by it 
✎ you know he’s That Guy 
✎ but other than that he doesn’t really say a lot about it 
✎ he also complains about being single a lot more 
✎ seven makes fanart and writes fanart 140% 


✿ you think he’s a narcissist now?
✿ also says stuff like ‘we’re the perfect couple. there is no couple cuter than us. we should be you #goals’ 
✿ yoosung is jealous af 
so is jaehee 
✿ she actually probably has a joint ao3/tumblr/wattpad with seven
✿ jumin is Salt
✿ but he brings up the point of if zen has enough time for you between all his acting and singing and all that other stuff
✿ and zen sends back a candid photo of you talking to his director
✿ is like ‘HA’
✿ seven likes to make sex jokes all the damn time 
✿ definitely makes jokes about The Beast 


₩ it would probably be really cute 
₩ but when he tries to send photos of you/you with elizabeth/him and you/all 3
₩ they’re always B L U R R Y 
₩ so you teach The Jumin Han how to take a selfie 
₩ zen is probably uncomfortable and also very salty 
₩ jaehee appreciates the relationship because jumin is always in a better mood and you can convince him to give her breaks and paid vacation 
₩ so she lowkey loves y’all 
₩ yoosung could probably give less than a shit 
₩ he’s just playing LOLOL alone 
₩ but he kinda likes it because you can get Jumin to ease up on jumin’s LOLOL bashing
₩ seven also makes sex jokes 
₩ ‘have you ever made MC wear cat ears?’
₩ “Great idea Saeyoung”
₩ everyone is !!!!!!
₩ you try not to kill him 


⌨  he doesn’t like photos of him bc y’know 
⌨  privacy 
⌨  so you try to take selfies with him without him realising 
⌨  so the result is blurry photos with your face in the bottom corner laughing and saeyoung in the close background falling off his chair because he tried to chase you 
⌨  everyone lowkey loves the relationship because you two are always really happy together 
⌨  zen of course is salty because ‘he never leaves the house but gets a girlfriend?!’ 
⌨  seven likes teasing everyone about his Catch
⌨  so he’ll send random photos of you. always 
⌨  ‘look how cute MC is awwwww’ 
⌨  everyone, but especially Jaehee, really like and appreciate how you support each other’s emotions 
⌨  once made you dress up as a cat (like with the ears, maybe a tail with a questionable explanation of how it’s staying there)
⌨  took a picture you thought was ~private~
⌨  ‘jumin you were right~~ i am a cat abuser ;;;)))‘
⌨  you scream and spam the chat trying to make sure no one sees it 

okay so once i finished this i realised it was kind of only pda through the chat?? if you want another set where it’s more in person?? then definitely feel free to send in another request! 

But I hope you liked this ♡


When you make eye contact with popular kid Taehyung

Omfg this turned out way different than what I had in mind >< Taehyung’s expression got me so weak,,, this is literally the most heated thing I ever wrote if that made any sense

Key: F= Friend 

Warning: RIP Taehyung stans including me

-at school cafeteria-

F: *looks behind you* Psst, Y/N, I think Taehyung is looking at you

Y/N: Pfft, what are you talking about? Why would he look at me, of all people?

F: Gurl, I don’t know but he’s staring pretty hard at you and he’s looking pretty fucking hot while doing so

Y/N: *sighs* I swear if I turn around and he’s staring at some other chick, I’m cockblocking you and Jimin tonight

F: *eyes widen in panic* NOOnononONONO, trust me on this

Y/N: *turns around*


Y/N: *whips head back around* WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK




Y/N: *coughs* whatever, that was just an accident

F: Y/N please, oh my oH MY  HE’S COMING HERE HE’S COMIN-

Y/N: Wha-

TH: Hey, Y/N right? *turns to friend* Could you give us a minute?

F: *looks at the both of you* s-sure..

Y/N: *gulps* Is there something you need?

TH: *smiles; slowly inching closer* yeah

Y/N: *looking down; afraid to make eye contact with him* wha-what is it ?

TH: *whispers in your ear* you

Y/N: *heat rushing to your cheeks* Uhm I..I don’t understand, do you want some homework help or someth-

TH: *grabs the back of your head and smashes his lips onto yours*

Y/N: *inaudible noises*

TH: *pulls away from you and smirks* I’ll see you later, Y/N

Y/N: *out of breath; panting* Fuck..

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