which is like $30 am i right

when will cis lesbians like Arielle Scarcella stop inserting themselves into a conversation that is NOT ABOUT THEM just so they can rant about their dating preferences and call it erasure

trans ppl are not demanding that you have sex with all of us. it’s not about you personally offending us by denying us sex. it’s not about force, coercion, or manipulation. it’s about calling you out on transphobic language. it’s about the fact that we don’t feel comfortable with cis people reducing our identities to our genitals. it’s about the fact that many of us feel EXTREMELY disconnected to our genitals, and having genitals that you feel uncomfortable with and then having someone tell you that you are un-fucakble (or only fuck-able) because of a part of your body you already didn’t like is a HORRIFIC experience.

trans women literally get MURDERED by people, and men with internalized homophobia use the “trans panic defense” to justify it. stop making it about you. nobody actually cares who you date or fuck, you’re just being asked to be aware of the language you use because it’s contributing to a problem that is much larger than you. it’s contributing to transphobia, to assaults, to death.

can y’all just take like.. 30 god damn seconds and THINK about why people are so upset with you right now? can you pause for a minute and acknowledge that maybe trans people telling you that you’re being transphobic means something? can you imagine a world in which everything isn’t centered around you, stop playing oppression olympics for a bit, and try to learn something?

JOURNAL 3 BLACKLIGHT EDITION REVEALED! (Part 3)

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My roommate was AWFUL. I got him evicted.

So I go to the Universtiy of South Carolina and study Chemical Engineering. My roommate moved out after the first week of school and shortly after I got a random roommate with me in my apartment. He didn’t go to USC. He went to Allen and he didnt have classes on Tues and Thursday and I had 8:30s. He would have a lot of people over every day and they would be SO FUCKING LOUD. it would last until like 3am every night. He even let some guy come over just to let him do his fucking laundry. Which I would’ve been all right with if it wasnt 3 fucking AM. And then he would beat his gf in the middle of the night and even at 5am sometimes. I called the cops. She lied about it. They couldnt do anything. A few days after that he left some dude at the apartment (which he is not allowed to do as part of the contract) and I told the person they had to leave. And my roommate came back almost immediately and knocked on my door and asked me “how you gonna tell this man ti leave?”. I was recording everything on my phone. I just kept arguing and. Arguing with him. I really wanted him to threaten me. He did. He said he was gonna beat my ass and slap the fuck outta me. I was never so happy to hear someone say that. I took the recording to my apartment manager and showed it to her and she immediately began working on evicting him. Thank god! But I made him angry on purpose to get him evicted but seriously fuck that dude. I missed classes from lack of sleep from his BS and it was just not pleasant living with him

Not my daughter, you bitch!

Pairings: Father!Clint x reader

Word count:2 466

Requested: Can you write one where the reader is Clint’s teen daughter and she lives in the tower with him? She’s socially awkward and gets bullied by some guys at school regularly. One day after school they drag her to a van and drive off bringing her to an old warehouse. But they just tie her up and leave. She remembers that Tony gave her a Stark phone and she manages to shimmy it out of her pocket and hit the emergency button to call her dad.

A/N: I am so sorry I’m posting it so late ♥ Hope you like it and please let me know what you think :3 Enjoy! (sorry if there are any mistakes) 

Originally posted by scar5let

“(Y/N)?! What are you doing here?”, my father asked me in shock as he entered the living room.

“Um, I’m living here?”

“Stop being sarcastic for a second and answer me!”, I rolled my eyes as I turned to look at the avenger known as Hawkeye.

“Tony said I could stay today in the tower and help him. I don’t see a problem in that.”

“But I do! It’s Wednesday, (Y/N). You have to be at school in 10 minutes.”

“Come on, Clint! Nothing will happen if she doesn’t go for a day. We all know school sucks.”, Tony interrupted my dad without moving his eyes from the magazine he was currently reading.

“Nobody asked for your opinion, Stark! And you little lady, move your body towards the car. I am driving you to school.”

“But dad!”

“No buts, (Y/N), we are going! Now!”, he spoke and grabbed my hand. As he was dragging me towards the elevator I started chuckling.

“Should I know what you are laughing at?”

“You said butts”, now it was he who rolled his eyes at my comment.

To be honest, Clint was the best dad you could ever had. As an Avenger I was seeing him rarely but since I became thirteen, mum and dad decided it would be fine if I move with him in the tower. Plus, my school was like 30 minutes away, which wasn’t much given the fact where we lived.

“Is there a problem?”, dad asked me as we were waiting in the car.

“What do you mean?”

“You are a perfect student, (Y/N). You’ve never wanted to skip school. Once when I suggested you that you almost kicked me. Why do you want to quit today?”, he was right. There was something that bothered me but thanks to Nat I knew how to lie Clint even though he was a superhero.

“No, I am just tired. My brain needs a rest after all the study I do.”

“You sure?”, daddy asked me as the car turned left.

“Yes, dad! I am sure!”, maybe it was the annoyance in my voice that gave me away but dad did nothing to show he had suspected me in lying.

The real truth was that I hated school. Yeah, a big surprise to hear that from a teenager but while the others hated it because of the studying process; I hated it because of the people there. I decided to keep who my dad was a secret. I didn’t want fake friends just because of my dad’s popularity. The first two years were okay. When you are new you focus more on getting to know what surrounds you than the people. Years later, I hardly made any friends at high school. I was shy, not so open to people but still I tried to talk with some girls that seemed nice. What a fool! If you haven’t found someone in the first two years, you are doomed to be an outsider. That was the only law in school. So basically I had no friends except the Avengers. I didn’t want to complain but let’s face it, everybody wanted someone on their age as a friend. Some months ago I met Peter Parker but we were not close to friends, only people knowing each other faces.

When dad stopped the car in front of the school I hurried to get out, mumbled a goodbye and stormed into the building where I would spend 6 hours of unstoppable torture. I made my path through the teenagers without being noticed. That was one of my superpowers. Nat, who was the only one knowing slightly about my problems, always teased me about that I would make a perfect agent. The bell rang. I took all my stuff from the locked and hurried to my first class – Maths. On my way I should have zoomed out for a moment, immersed in my thoughts, because I managed to collide with someone. My notebooks fell on the ground and I kneeled down to collect them.

“Watch where you are going, you filthy bitch.”, I knew that voice pretty well. It belonged to the fuckboy named Andrew McLander. I collected my things as fast as I could and then stood up ready to enter the classroom that was five meters away.

“Hey, where do you think you are going?”, Andrew grabbed my hand and pushed me against the lockers, “I won’t leave you like that without paying for hitting me like that.”, his face was close to mine, my skin feeling his breath.

“Leave me.”, I asked and tried to get out of his grip but in vain. He was way stronger than me.

“Mathews, what a surprise!”, he exclaimed as talking to his friend behind him, “She could talk.”, they both laughed. With some struggles I managed to escape but surely it was because he wanted so. As I was walking towards my Maths class I heard them talking.

“Remember my words, you will pay! And I’ll have such a fun when punishing you.”, the way he spoke those words made my body shiver. They were bulling me 24/7. It was like their purpose in life was to make mine hell. I’d been insulted in the worst ways you could never imagine. I was socially awkward and everyone knew it, except my dad and his friends. There were times when they had paid guys to come and flirt with me, to ask me out on a date and then ditch me. Once, a boy I had never seen sat next to me in one of my classes and through the whole lecture he was insulting me , talking to me like I was a piece of garbage. The feeling was awful. That day after we finished school I ran away without caring for the direction. I, of course, got lost but at least I had some time alone before my dad found me. I had to lie him as I always did…

After the event in the morning nothing out of the ordinary happened lately. I never saw Andrews and his friends again, the classes were going fine…and that was what scared me for a moment. It was oddly quietly. However, I kept telling myself I was getting paranoid but after the last bell for that day rang I calmed down a little. I took the required things for tomorrow in my bag and the others were left in the locker. Most of the students had gotten out of this place as fast as they could. I liked that because I didn’t have to be lock between sweating bodies while waiting to breathe the fresh air outside. As usually I took my regular path towards home. I took my headphones from my rucksack and was about to put them on when a black van stopped next to me. I had no time to process what was happening when two guys jumped from the car. One of them put his hand on my mouth stopping me from screaming while the other helped with putting me inside.  When the man loosen his grip on my mouth I screamed finally aware what was happening but seconds later I lost consciousness due to being hit hard in the head.

“Why did we bring her here?”

“Because I want to have some fun tonight, you bastard!”

The echoing voices woke me up. I began opening my eyes but due to the pain in my head they kept closing. The vision was blur, the air was filled with the disgusting smell of raw fish. All I could see were the silhouettes of my abductors and some wooden box around us. It took me some time to clarify where I actually was. Not long after the realization that I was in probably a warehouse I became aware of the fact I was tied to a chair. Moving my hands in order to escape was in vain but those actions made the people turn at my direction.

“Well, well, the ugly princess is awake, huh?”, the man speaking soon stood under the light of a small lamp positioned just above my head.

“What do you want from me?”, I asked trying to sound calm but the fear inside me made its way through my façade and showed out.

“For a pretty smart girl you tend to be really stupid.”, he came closer and took my face with his strong hand, “Tonight you will be my doll and I will be the player.”, his grip was hurting me and he knew it. But that bastard was enjoying seeing me weak, scared and in pain, “I’ll go and get the toys. Don’t move.”, after he smirked and winked at me he exited the warehouse laughing at his stupid joke.

I, on the other hand, panicked. I was god knew where, with that psychopath and his insane friends…They were capable of anything and that scared me most. They could rape me, torture me, use me as a doll like he said and then kill me without caring about that. My heart was about to jump right through my flesh. ‘Breathe! Inhale deeply and then exhale!’ Nat and daddy’s words suddenly came in my mind. I tried to listen to them and followed the instructions. It took me probably two minutes to calm down. I still was frightened to death but now I was able to think rationally. I had to call dad. Looking at my jeans I saw the pockets were empty. Fantastic! They had taken my phone. As a proof to my theory I saw my rucksack thrown in the corner of the room.

Hearing Andrews laughs from the distance my calmness was slowly fading away. ‘Think (Y/N)! Think for god sake!’ And then it hit me. Some months ago Tony created a new device. He wanted to test it and gave it to me. It was for emergency, perfect for this situation. The device looked like a small mobile phone which I was hiding in the back pocket of my jeans. It was so thin that it would barely be seen. My hands were tied around the back of the chair. The tie was tight. Surely I would have bruises tomorrow but that wasn’t important now. I moved my hands in order to loosen the tie but I barely managed to. I lifted myself a little and tried to reach the phone. The pain in both my hands and head wasn’t helping me, neither the coming steps of my abductor.  My fingers were touching it but still not enough to take. ‘Come on! Come on! Just some millimeters! YES!’, I screamed inside when I took the device out of my pocket. I turned my head to see the screen after I light it up. It had only one red button which I pressed, well touched. Immediately. Several times. The door opened suddenly which shocked me and I dropped the phone. Cursing I put all my efforts to look scared and not full of hope that my dad will come in any moment. But Andrew had heard the sound of something falling so he came to me with two or three steps. He saw the phone on the floor and kneeled to take it. Looking at it, then at me, he clenched his fingers around it breaking it. I gulped nervously.

“You think you can play games with me?!”, he screamed, “Who do you think you are?!”, and then he laughed, “And who were you going to call? You don’t have any friends!”, the whole gang almost rolled on the floor because of laughing, “Listen to me, you little whore!”, he took my hair and titled my head back, “For such a stupid movement I am gonna-”, he stopped for a moment, processing with his lil’ brain what to do. Minute later he continued, “I am gonna play and make you remember this whole night!”, he moved backwards where his two friends had been standing the whole time.

“You kept saying that since you kidnapped me. Don’t you know other words beside playing and paying?”, I retorted. He stopped turned around on his heel and almost run towards me ready to slap me, hit or kick me.

“NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!”, I heard my dad shouting as he caught Andrew’s arm and punched him. The boy fell on the ground and my dad shoot an arrow towards the other fuckboys. It was from those that turned into a network so now they were trapped there. Daddy turned back to Andrews. He was so close and I managed to see his face. It was red, full of anger, like a hawk flying straight to its victim ready to tear him limb by limb painfully. I’d never seen him so furious and dangerous but seeing him beating the hell out of Andrews made me happy and a little happy, just little…

“How you fucking dare to kidnap my daughter and tie her in this place!”, another punch, “You little bastard, nobody can touch my little princess!”, a kick in his stomach, “I am gonna kill you, you little piece of shit!”, daddy wasn’t that good with words when he was angry, he preferred punching and causing pain rather than talking.

“Dad!”, I spoke softly but he didn’t hear me, “Dad!”, shouting had more effect and he stopped.

“Oh my precious girl!”, his tone softened. He left the boy and came closer untying the ropes around my hands and ankles, “Oh god, how are you? Are you okay? Of course you are not okay, you were kidnapped! What a father! To let this happen to my daughter! I am an Avenger after all, how could-”

“Dad, stop! It wasn’t your fault! And if it wasn’t you I could have gotten hurt or worse. But now I am fine just because of you. Don’t you dare blame yourself.”, hearing those words, dad calmed down but as he heard Andrew coughing he turned around and spoke deadly.

“I will torture you so painfully that you are gonna prefer hell to my methods. Your screams will be a song to my ears. You are gonna regret this and if I see your faces in this city only once, I am gonna chase you, and I am gonna kill you!”, he retorted making even me shivering. The boys were about to pee in their pants given the fact what expressions they had, “Let’s go (Y/N).”, taking my hand we exited the warehouse. There was a small helicopter with S.H.I.E.L.D name on it that took us to the tower. I was still in shock but knowing that I had such a father by my side I felt safe and protected very soon.

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anonymous asked:

I remember you saying that one of your favorites hotmess aus was the laundry mat one where the person puts their clothes into the washer and it's full of blood, would you be willing to write it for my birthday today involving Minhyuk? You really don't have to since my birthday isn't that significant but I would just like to see how you'd interpret it for Minhyuk. Murderer, assassin, clumsy college student that ran into the door and got a nosebleed

you’re right, this is absolutely one of my favorites!! 
i wrote it for jun once before, but you know what it’s your birthday and you deserve this au if you want it!!! hope your birthday is stellar!!!~~

  • so it’s like 7 am and you’re at the laundromat because it’s empty, literally no one gets up this early to do chores, so you have the whole place to yourself which is good because tbh laundry can get kind of weird to do with 30 other people watching you fold your underwear
  • and plus you get to put on your headphones and dance around as badly as you want while you wait for your stuff to get washed
  • which is exactly what you do after getting everything in the washer
  • and you don’t notice the other person come in, shirt stained and soaked with blood, obviously disoriented and very v e r y much in pain
  • and you’re just ,,,,,,,,,dancing it the heck away. listening to monsta x because wow they’re really good???? why haven’t they won on music shows yet- anyway
  • this bloody person, who is trying to fish coins out of their pocket to no avail, sees you and is like “h-help,,,,,”
  • but your ears are blocked so you don’t even know he’s there
  • not until you suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder and you freeze in fear and your first instinct is whoever’s hand it belongs to must be a ghost because no one else is here and therefore the only plausible reaction is to punch this ghost
  • which is what you do, you land a swing right into the persons chest and when you do you realize no ghost,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,can have a physical body so holY SHIT YOU JUST HIT SOMEONE
  • and when you turn around you see all the blood and your eyes almost fall out of your head you’re like “DID I DO THAT???”
  • and the bloody boy is in too much pain to answer and you’re like oh no oh no oh no and you quickly put your hand on his back to support him and move him to one of the benches and you’re like “wait here!!!” and you run to find a towel or something to help stop the bleeding but all there is is paper towels from the bathroom??? and you’re like this will have to do
  • and you get a whole wad of the it and run back and try to dab at the blood on this boy’s face and hands and you’re apologizing one hundred times you didn’t know hitting someone in the chest made them bleed so hard
  • but only when the person sort of regains their composure does he manage to give you a really weak smile and he’s like
  • “you,,,,,,didn’t make me bleed. i ,,,,,, got a really bad nosebleed on my morning run,,,,,,,,,and this was the first place i saw,,,,,,,,so,,,,,,,,”
  • and you’re like oH so my punch???? didn’t almost kill you
  • and he’s like no,,,,,,but it did hurt and you’re like sORRY
  • and he’s like “im minhyuk by the way,,,,,,” and you tell him your name too and you’re like “did you want to wash your shirt since it has blood on it??” and he nods and explains that he can’t really walk back into his building like this. his roommates will think he’s crazy
  • and you’re like “here let me wash it as an apology for punching you when you were already,,,,,,,,,,well,,,,,,,you know.”
  •  and he gives a small laugh but says he has some coins it’s fine but you’re like no no i have to do this
  • and you can’t believe it but you’re pulling a bloody shirt out of some cute boys arms in the middle of the morning like what is happening
  • but you get it in the washer and there’s blood everywhere and you’re like yikes
  • but then you see minhyuk is just sitting there. shirtless,,,,,,and you look away quickly when he catches your eye and you try to focus on the washer
  • but minhyuk is like “oh,,,,,by the way were you dancing when i came in?” and you’re like UH,,,,,kinda,,,,,,, but it’s embarrassing so forget it
  • and minhyuk is like “i like to dance too! what song were you listening to?”
  • and you get out your phone and sit back beside him and hand him an earphone and put the song back on
  • and you guys go through your playlist and when you look up it’s kind of silly to see him sitting there with paper towel stuck up his nose to make sure the bleeding doesn’t start again
  • but also your arm brushes against his bare skin and you get goosebumps because right right shirtless,,,,
  • but minhyuk doesn’t even seem to notice,he just scoots closer to you and says that he knows the dances to most of these songs
  • and once your laundry is done and so is minhyuk’s shirt
  • you put everything in the dryer, minhyuk insists on helping but you get shy about him seeing your laundry so you’re like just rest,,,,,,,
  • and minhyuk’s dries faster because it’s one shirt and when he slips it back on he thanks you for helping him out
  • and you’re like no problem!!! sorry for,,,,,,,punching you again but minhyuk just laughs - this time much louder and with more happiness behind it
  • and you notice how cute he looks when he laughs, and how he throws his whole head back like,,,,,,,how adorable
  • and he’s like “it’s ok, im used to it i live with 6 other guys!” and you’re like woah what 
  • and minhyuk nods and he’s like “i want to help you carry your laundry but i have to go because ive been gone for too long, but -”
  • and he motions to your phone and you hand it to him and he puts in his contact and gives it back like “but let’s meet up sometime! maybe we can go play dance dance revolution or something hehe” and you’re like h eY,,,,are you making fun of me
  • and minhyuk is grinning like no no i think your dancing was cute, i wanna see more
  • and you’re like sH,,,,,,,,,but he only nods and is like “text me when you’re free, we can go dancing or get something to eat. ill try not to get a nosebleed.” 
  • and you giggle at his joke as he flashes a peace sign and leaves
  • and you’re standing there with only the sound of the drying machine
  • well until you the woman who runs the place comes by and looks at the blood on the floor and is like “what have you been up to?” and you’re like I CAN EXPLAIN 
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October 3 2017 (30 Day Back-to-School Challenge)

Day 6: Your Handwriting
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Okay, just a little notice

I know I haven’t posted anything in ages and I feel horrid about it. So here’s a list of what I’ll be posting most likely after the 20/09/17 because that’s when school becomes a little less hectic for me.



The One With the Bakery (Mitch Rapp x Reader)

Wherein you’re a collage drop out turned small bakery owner with a nine month old baby under your care who gets a gorgeous, hot, sexy, could drop panties with one look (you get the point) new neighbor moving in next to her. The problem? You’re pretty sure he’s a serial killer.



A Song of Illusion (Stiles Stilinski x Reader)

When sex is as important as air, you know you’re gonna have a fucked up life. Somewhere along the line, an Incubus and a Stiles fall in love (or at least lust)



The Look of Blood (On Your Skin) [Vampire! Reader x Magical! Stiles]

Five years since the end of an era, the reader returns to Beacon Hills, only to find that it’s nothing like she’d left it. A willingness to help her friends soon turn into an excuse to stay a little longer in the presents of a Stiles unlike anything she remembers.



Chose Wisely (Mitch Stilinski x Reader)

When the fourth and often forgotten brother of the Stilinski clan returns home, all he wants is a little down time before his next missions. What he doesn’t expect is a gorgeous girl with a wild personality and and even wilder heart. And Mitch would be head over heels for her, if it weren’t for the fact that she was 16, almost ten years his junior not to mention illegal, and the girl his little brother just so happened to be madly in love with.

He’s going to Hell.



Wayward Girl (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) Parts 4-7

Set in Season 3 of Teen Wolf where the reader is the daughter of our favourite hunter Dean Winchester, who’s just been damned to hell.



Behind The Chair (Dylan O'Brien x Reader) - And my newest WIP

Two people who find each other at quite possibly the worst times in their respective lives turn out to be exactly what the other needs. Ultimately, the question has to be answered; should a deep, meaningful friendship be placed at risk for a shot at love?


Requests:


If you have sent in a request from the smut prompt list I reblogged a while ago, know that I am working on it. That being said I won’t be responding to prompt no. 30 because it makes me vastly uncomfortable. I’ve got about five or six requests that I’m working on right now, one of which I’ve included my girl @kara-matthews as a character. I’m trying my best but there’s a lot I’ve been working on, plus school is getting a little bit unbearable.



These works will be posted after the 20th, like I said, and I hope you guys will bare with me until then…



- Sam


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anonymous asked:

concept: any legends ot3 hosting a podcast called 'my lover, my lover, and me.' all the goofs, some bad time travelling advice. nate always ends his questions with "am i good?"

okay but like, i feel like knowing this team the rotation of whatever 3 people it is changes weekly- sara, len, and mick are no longer allowed to be a trio because their solution to every problem was “eeeeh… kill em” 

jax, kendra, and amaya are the fan-favorite trio, much to sara’s unending jealousy that she’s not included

stein, kendra, and carter do an episode once and it’s a combination of carter and stein unknowingly being the Guy in Your MFA about advice until kendra has to start playing bullhorn sounds over them combined with stein graphically talking about the cervix and which sexual position is best for conception, before reminding them that it’s always best to conceive on the sabbath for good luck 

rip gets stuck with ray and nate one time and like ray isn’t even funny, he’s just a really genuine thoughtful person and it’s 40 minutes of rip banging his head against his microphone while nate says “you’re so smart, ray, wow” and sighs prettily

cisco sends in a question when he knows len will be on that reads “i’m banging lisa snart. no question end of statement” and len is just like “FIRST OF ALL” to which sara goes “no of us ARENT banging her” and 30 minutes of unrepentant swearing later

amaya sara and kendra remaking “girl code” but it’s 100% more violent than girl code and i think everyone is better for it

sara calling laurel at least once an episode so laurel can give the question-asker “legal advice” and laurel always answers with “sara it’s 3 AM” or “sara the south side of the city is on fire” or “hey sara it’s felicity i’m inside your sister right now? but i’ve watched how to get away with murder so i’m pretty law-savvy”

somewhere out there bruce wayne is listening to this and is like “banned. all of them banned”

Chance Sutton imagine

“Can you please do 195 and 170 from prompt list w chance if your still doing requests? Thank u :))”
170. “Kiss me”
195. “Pervert!”
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It was 7:30 am when you arrived at the team 10 house with bearing gifts of ofcourse food

Placing it on the bench you laughed at something tessa told you as she grabbed the salad

“Im serious, you and chance are so flirty. You should get together” she said as erika walked in taking a seat next to you

“She’s right you know.  Your not that bad bit he sure as hell likes you. I mean he could potentially love you if im honest, which i am” erika said as she ate her salad

Before you could say anything jake, Anthony, chad and chance walked in making a ruckus

“YOOOOO!” jake yelled as he saw the food soon all the boy’s following as they dig in and grabbed food

Chance however didn’t and just casually sat next to you with his legs either side of you

“Hey gorgeous” he winked and grinned at you causing you to laugha nd blish a little

“Hey hottie” you replied causing him to blush slightly now

“Were gonna leave you two be” Anthony said as him and the rest looked at you with knowing looks and walked out into the bedroom

“What’s up buttercup?” Chance asked causing you to laugh which he then grinned at

“Not much, what about you? Whats cooking good lookin?” You said winking

Chance laughed as you continue to eat your salad

“Not much just sitting here with a beautiful woman” he said causing you to blush as he smiled at you

You looked down causing yoir heair to fall around your face

Grabbing your chin gently he pulled it up so you were now facing him

He smiled as his hand graced across your cheek softly

Grabbing a loose stand of hair he pushed it behind your ear causing you to blush like a cherry tomato

Looking into his puppy dog eye’s you realized that you were falling

And you were falling really hard for chance

“Kiss me” you whispered causing chance to quickly reply and attach his lips in a soft and passionate kiss

You were soon interupted by cheering and boy’s jumping up on the bench and chairs

Blushing you looked away from chance and looked at erika and tessaa

They smiled and cheered giving off whistles also causing you to blush more

“Stop!” You yelled embarrassed as you stood up

“Oh come on y/n, were happy taht your finnaly together” chad said

“We kissed that does not mean we are together” you said to him

You were suddenly wet around your breast area

“Shit sorry” tessa said as she moved to grab towles

“Damn” chance whispered as everyone was quiet

You quickly realized that your whote top was see through and that your red lacey bra was showing

“Pervert!” You yelled at him as you covered yourself causing everyone to laugj as you frowned

“Not funny at all. Dicks” you mumbled as you grabbed the towel and tried drying yourself

Chance suddenly got up amd took his shirt off and handed it out to you

“Here” he said smiling

Looking at him you frowned but took his top

“Stand infront of me so they dont see anymore” you said to him

He did as told and made sure the boy’s didn’t see as you took the wet top off and put chance’s top on

“Done” you said smiling up at him

“Thanks” you said and then blushed looking down at his abs

He smirked and grabbed your chin lifting it up

“It’s okay to look babe, after all im all yours. Only if you will be all mine?” He asked

You scrunched your nose and laughed

“That was so cheesy but my answer is yes” you said smiling as you ran a hand over his abs

Your hand ended at his shorts where you grbbed the loop and pulled him closer

Grabbing the back of his head you pulled his head down into a kiss

His arm’s soon wrapped around your waist and soon you were out of breath

Smirking at him you Suddenly threw water on him that tessa gave you and began to ran away laughing.

And that is how your day went.


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Hope you enjoyed!

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10/30/17: Hey guys! So I finally got everything to load, which seemed like a miracle so here it is! I will say that I had a difficult time finding Cas/Misha stuff so I will say again, feel free to send me anything that you guys have seen or written. I will try and read everything that you send but I am in the middle of two shows right now and work and school, so I’m trying to write some stuff out but I’m also dealing with writer’s block so I’m kind of bouncing off of everything that I have open and just writing a little at a time. I know that sucks but I’m really trying. 

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My Masterlist

Dean x Reader

Sam x Reader

  • A Bunch of Hocus Pocus by @jess-of-letters -  The reader and Sam are helping carve pumpkins, with their twin daughters for Halloween. Dean had to go out on a hunt and when he returned, he is now one of the monsters he hunts. What does that mean for Dean and his nieces? Should you even let him near your kids? It’s just Dean…right?
  • Campout by @savvywrites - I was wondering if you could write a fic for Sam / reader where they go camping out in the woods!

Cas x Reader

  • Caught in the Middle by @roxyspearing - “Cas x Reader, no more then 3000 words, and the prompt must be used exactly as given, which for this fic was ‘why are you apologizing?’”

Crowley x Reader

  • Wake Her Up by @fandomstalker13 - Y/N gets cursed and the boys can’t seem to cure it.
  • Bubble Bath by @moonlustre-writes - Sam and Dean have finally found a way to rise a new kind of anger within you. To take your mind off it, you run yourself a bath, and Crowley enjoys distracting you.

Jensen x Reader

  • Wisdom by @the–blackdahlia - Someone needs their wisdom teeth removed.
  • Diamonds and Shutters (Series- Ongoing) by @jayankles - College!AU. Jensen is a baseball player and (Y/N) is a photographer, they are best friends and roommates until someone in Jensen’s life leaves him disconsolate and anguished but (Y/N)’s secret stops her from immediately mending Jensen’s broken heart.

Jared x Reader

  • Just What I Need by @plaid-lover-bay25 - The reader is in a funk. Jared and Jensen think it’s their responsibility to help her get out of it.
  • Caregiver by @impalaimagining -  After your brother gets hurt and has surgery, Jared offers him a place to stay in your guest bedroom, and you become his live-in nurse.

Misha x Reader

Bucky x Reader

  • Hero by @missxavenger - When things get out of hand Bucky is there to protect you. 
  • Old Pictures by @buckys-fossil - Looking through old pictures, you find the same man appearing in the background of each picture, always seeming to look right at the camera.

Sebastian Stan x Reader

  • Our Miracles by @carefreebarnes - “I have a request: the reader CAN’T have baby but for some kind of miracle she gets pregnant AND SHE FREAKED OUT and Seb try to calm her down and is a risky pregnancy, I don’t know, some angst with a happy ending or not, your choice”
  • Does Someone Need a Hug? by @metal-armed-dino - When you got Comic-con tickets, you were beyond happy. when it came to asking a question the Sebastian Stan himself… you get nervous. He thinks you need some comfort, as does everyone else. But, he does something that changes your life.

anonymous asked:

I love your meta but omg I just had a thought of another parallel with Dean's behavior in Cas' absence. 7x13 and 12x18 of course there are obvious differences (Dean actually saw Cas die, they had just lost Bobby) They hadn't even been to Purgatory yet but still I feel Dean was grieving for Cas was intense as what we saw last week and caused him to seek a distraction (that was nearly his downfall I might add )

Thank you *hug* :)

I see that very much, yes. I mean…. there are a lot of pining!Dean episodes throughout the years I guess due in large part to the *Cas can’t be in too many episodes and he must be kept at arms length from Dean at all costs until it’s relevant to make them seem desperately in love but then lets rip them apart cos no homo and no romance in this show or at least not just yet but wait and see maybe we will maybe we won’t, come back next season to find out!* fun times we get with SPN….and….breathe….

I mean yeah, generally Dean’s coping mechanism is to “bury it” (I just watched 5x11 today and I love that episode, it just explores so much of both the boys psyche and this is exactly it for Dean (AND ITS ANOTHER ANDREW DABB EPISODE, AAAH! ok if you follow me you will know I keep finding out my favourite episodes are nearly all Dabb at the moment, like, this is the 2nd in 30 minutes and I just can’t with this man, I love him so much, I have so much faith in him now he had better follow through dammit).

I have this kind of…. random ass vague timeline of Dean’s emotional journey regarding Cas which I in no way am saying is exactly right but for me its an approximation anyway:

season 4 ‘wow he’s freaking hot but a dick….oh no, wait, maybe he isn’t?‘ 
season 5 ‘ok but, like, theres this weird buzz in my gut when i see him’ 
season 6 ‘man i miss him what the hell?’
season 7 'i miss him so much wtf is wrong with me
season 8 resignation that he probably loves him but doesn’t want to
season 9 resignation that he does love him but can’t have him
season 10 MoC so dulled emotions and pain, mostly 'i don’t deserve him’ season 11 'i don’t know what to do about it, i don’t deserve him and i don’t know how he feels about me anyway’
season 12 'i definitely love the bastard, this sucks but also i think he loves me too but i don’t know what to do about it at this point or how to know for sure’ and then BAM 12x12 and where we are now….

So yeah, season 7′s loss and Dean’s general pain and angst was intense and we all know it was due to a number of things but one of the main ones was losing Cas and I believe also the way in which he lost Cas that was so devastating. The whole “Cas, black goo” thing, clearly shows where his feelings are really hurting on top of the subtext through that whole time. I mean, in season 7 they’re nowhere near the emotional point that they are at now, it’s halfway through their journey so far, its just so much worse stronger now…

I only wrote a post yesterday talking about how the sexual encounters in SPN are often coded as ‘wrong/bad’ and for Dean meaningless sex is a recurring, consistent coping mechanism for his emotional turmoil. It’s no surprise that Dean had a one night stand with the Amazon and the waitress in 12x11 whom it’s only implied he had sex with and then the waitress in 12x18 which is canon that he had sex with. 

It’s important to note the comparison between 12x11 and 12x18 and remember what has changed since then? Well, his worry for CAS has been the main factor in both the lead up to the sex in these episodes and in no way do I think that is a coincidence that as his worry gets worse so does the implication of sex and the nature of his interactions with the waitress (basically that they become less of a ‘person’ and more of a ‘thing/distraction/plot device’ in the way they are portrayed).

Both of these are clear distractions from his pain. I mean, I’m NOT saying that all of Dean’s pain in s7 or s12 are due to Cas, of course it’s not, there are a lot of factors, there are the overriding story arcs, though these don’t usually factor massively into Dean’s psychological state, it’s more the emotional side that hits him so I think it’s more Mary and Sam’s lying and they massively factor into what he is currently ‘burying’ but especially with 12x18 it is CLEAR that he is suffering due to Cas, even wondering if he has turned up dead somewhere and all the subtext shouts this aswell as the text with his worry for Cas at the start and all Jensen’s tells and ALL the excellent meta about the waitress… which I’ll just link @postmodernmulticoloredcloak just in case as their meta is awesome on this.

Re: 7x13 I remember thinking at the time (before I even really hard core shipped Dean and Cas) that Dean’s face looked so UNSATISFIED when he lays down at the end with the Amazon.… it is so, clearly a total distraction lay and I can only imagine the 12x18 lay would be exactly the same or even more so. 

I love Jensen’s acting, he really can tell a story with his micro expressions and this ties back into 12x18 so closely - before he gets up to speak to the waitress he literally for a split second has a dead look in his eyes before plastering a smile on and when he sits back down the next morning and looks kind of happy and relaxed for about 15 seconds it then immediately fades as his reality comes crashing back down with the subtly of a hammer in the subtext that it wasn’t the omelette that he wanted but the pancakes and he has to settle

I just got another ask about 12x19 and, well, its going to be painful as hell, because we can see Dean suffering and in season 7 when he found Cas again at least Cas didn’t know who he was so he couldn’t have come to find Dean.

NOW? Cas has been most probably to all intents and purposes (to Dean anyway) been on Earth and not answering his calls… or prayers most probably at this point in Dean’s desperation. 

This is gonna hurt him like hell. And what does Dean do when he is in pain?

He burys it.

And he gets angry.

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【 3/30 】Day 3: Your favourite motivational quote 

“Don’t be put off by ideas just because you don’t know how to accomplish them yet.” 

I came across this quote on a twitter post a few months ago and I relate to it so much because whenever I have an idea of doing something, I tend to be pessimistic about it, like I would say how it’s impractical and that I should be working on something more important. In the end, all my ideas are thrown in the back of my mind and the worst thing was that I didn’t even try to do it. I feel like being the negative person I am, it’s holding me back from creating success and improving myself which is why this quote is so important to me.  

Anyway, I’m working on my bujo right now so this is actually a wip. <3 

now playing 🎧 ~ More Than A Woman by BeeGees 

Alrighty doo I said I’ll do a review!

Im not going to rhyme much though so here I go!

So I am skipping the scene with Connie and Steven because i’ve already posted a lot about it when it first came out and I am just going to dive in with Sadie freaking out about Lars in space

It was great to see Sadie so worried about him but  Steven insisting that hes “fine” because he left them with some gems he knew for about 5 minutes (look i’m not saying the off colours are bad but he has a whole load of trust for gems be barely knows) anyway off colours or not Lars is stuck in space and is not home safe with his family his friends! Thats enough to get worried about. Not to mention the off colours are definitely treading on thin ground they were meant to be shattered! So if they are spotted or caught its bye bye to them heck if Lars is spotted its bye bye to him or off to the zoo you KNOW what Homeworld thinks of humans so dont you DARE say Lars is okay :) you also say oh we can go see him through Lion! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHERE LION IS?!

Anyway Sadie asks if he told his parents (WHO SHOULD BE NUMBER ONE PRIORITY) and Stevens like oh yeah! I was just practising on you! So him and Sadie go and woop theres a protest against Dewey ran by Nanafua with a load of background characters all seem to have no  sclera for some reason.. their designs so bland.. but they’re not important so imma let it slide.

“NANA PHONE!” I love this

Nana is saying that Aliens almost abducted the entire town and Dewey didn’t do jack shit which is right! He did nothing! I mean he couldn’t do much but he didn’t even attempt to do anything at all.. anyway It’s weird to see beach city be mad at the alien activity or pay attention to it at all (a part from Ronaldo) because until now they didn’t bat an eyelid. Steven for some reason is more concerned about this shitty mayor’s reputation than Lar’s parents not knowing where their beloved son is telling Sadie to go on  so I guess she has to break the news by the end of this episode you would want to throw Steven into space with Lapis.. oh wait Lapis leaving hasnt happened yet.

So Nana is running for mayor! And has her very creative chant.. “when I say do we want Dewey you say: No!”

So it turns out Steven hates watching mayor Dewey getting blamed for the whole Topaz and Aquamarine situation as it was kinda his fault! One point for Steven for admitting it. Even though it isn't  Dewey’s fault that it happened it is his fault that he did nothing about it. That’s why the towns people are mad so Steven in this whole episode is just one big flop! No matter how he takes blame for the alien invasion it’s Dewey being a lazy uninterested mayor which is the true issue! So why Steven is defending him till the very end makes so little sense! 

So Dewey spots the protests and realises that things are not looking good for him

I’ll give £500 to anyone who can do this pose comfortably because I can’t even do it at all

Steven is here to fully back Dewey up… Dewey for some reason has never ran opposed but by looking at the population of Beach City which seems to be the size of your average class (30 people about) I am not surprised. Steven then says if only he could of warn Dewey about the abduction sooner (LIKE HE KNEW IT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN :/) Every thing would of been better but like I said THATS NOT THE PROBLEM the problem is that Dewey doesn’t do jack shit so no matter when you tell him he wouldn’t do anything which is why people are mad! 

AND TO MAKE MATTERS WORST Dewey says Steven is right and it is all his fault! YOU SEE! Dewey takes no responsibility this episode is perfect at painting how shitty a mayor Dewey is yet Steven still supports him.  Steven says he’ll hold a meeting and tell everyone its all his fault and Dewey basically just keeps a low profile and doesnt get involved :) So Steven DOES know that  Dewey does jack shit and still says it like its totally okay and the town should still support him even though hes a useless mayor 

Anyway the 10 citizens in Beach City aren’t having it and think that he should do more! And they’re right! Sadie looks like shes bout to punch someone anyone notice the one in the glasses on the far right hasn’t got a nose.. how she breathing?! 

Oh wait nevermind they do.. Anyways Dewey takes the megaphone and basically shows how useless he is saying oh well we all safe after all and god bless Sadie for saying THATS NOT TRUE WHAT ABOUT LARS?! ..and Dewey doesnt know who he is.. okay.. but he doesn’t know that he is missing?!! Dewey being as unsympathetic as hell basically says oh we’ll find a replacement :) IN FRONT OF HIS PARENTS and Steven just face palms probably because he knows that that will make the townsfolk mad not because it was a really shitty thing to say. The townsfolk are pissed Lars’ mum (oh my god I loved her) straight up throw a tomato at his face and to be honest I think Dewey got lucky as it if were me Dewey would find himself being driven to hospital.  Someone uploaded it on tubetube.. you know they can’t say youtube due to copyright. Dewey is more worried about that video then the fact there is a teenage boy stuck in space let me just say after all that Steven is still supporting him! Dewey thinks the town is being mean :( even though they’re telling the truth and instead of reflecting on his ways and changing he acts like a victim! It just shows how childish he is!

BUT NO! FUCK THAT! Steven basically just wants to sweep that under a rug and change the convo and you know a mayor is really shitty if you need to hand him a book on talking to people especially if he’s been a mayor for over a decade. Steven plans a few jokes if they bring up the alien invasion thing. Yep.. Steven is an asshole Dewey thanks Steven saying he is the son he never had…

well at least Steven reminded him he has a son

Nana walks on stage ready for business. Dewey goes first giving the

shittiest

speech

Basically saying being a mayor seems glamorous I can tell why Nana would want to be one

Me too Nana..

So Dewey tries to give his points validity by saying hes been a mayor for a decade and he knows stuff Nana does not now painting himself as a victim saying “oh when things go wrong everyone blames me uwu” AND YET IT WAS YOUR FAULT WHEN YOU CRASHED YOUR VEHICLE INTO THE ONLY CELL TOWER

Do it Ms Barringa DO IT

Him saying that most people cant handle that sort of pressure but he can! Congratulations I guess that makes him the perfect mayor! Only question is..

Can you really?

Your method of “dealing with it” is hiding away avoiding responsibility

 Dewey basically says to the townsfolk to stop worrying at let him do it for him (okay good pun there) the whole reason why the town wanted to overthrow Dewey is because he DOES NOTHING and yet he says oh lemme do this for you… 

and people buy it? 

Can I just say the townsfolk all seem to have the exact same opinions in this like they’re being controlled by one force.

Nana says Dewey is right about one thing and that it is not right to blame him for the towns problems which is true I mean they’re always going to be issues its how you deal with them but I am confused were they all protesting about Dewey doing NOTHING about the alien invasion and not the fact that it happened?! Those are two very different things you know and the show keeps bouncing left to right on whos mad about what. 

Anyway (Ive said anyway a lot in this) Nana says that if one person suffers everyone  suffers  and Beach City together should be responsible for their safety together! Yeah it was a nice speech! Everyone cheers and Steven looks shook because he knows Dewey has lost he STILL tries to prompt Dewey who briefly tries to fix himself up then decides that it is pointless and himself says Beach City deserves a better mayor than he was.. best and most respectable thing Dewey has done that whole part redeemed the episode quite a lot..

Then it gets ruined

By Steven

 Steven gets upset and says how Dewey cant give up and still should fight.. you see even Dewey himself knows he was a shitty mayor and Steven is still pushing it now Steven is acting like a victim because Dewey did the right thing and step down because it was clear Nana will a better mayor than he will ever be and he feels let down?! It was you for some reason decided to back up Dewey even though its clear he was a terrible mayor it was you who completely ignored the town.. yes your friend’s words and support this man convincing him he is fit to be a mayor despite your friends going on about how bad he is honestly this is Stevens worst episode yet and the beginning with him and Connie puts the icing on the cake. He then says its probably how Connie feeled dont you dare thats a totally different story.

You  selfishly put yourself in danger for no good reason making your friends and family worry SICK about you

Yeah Connie was mad that you left her out I mean she’s got a point it would of been a little better if you at least had support instead of going alone you probably still be out numbered out powered but still!

Dewey did the right thing! He was a shitty mayor your friends knew he knew and despite that you totally ignored them and supported him and even got mad at him when he chose to step down!

Then we’re meant to sympathise him because Connie never gave him a call?!


FUCK YOU

Im done.

anonymous asked:

So I donated to your kickstarter so long ago that I can't even remember when it was and you haven't been making updates about the progress of the album in a very long time. I know life happens and sometimes things get pushed back but I'm starting to wonder where my money went and if I will ever get the vinyl I paid for. It's been well over a year and it's making me think you just took everyone's money and don't really care how long they have to wait to see what they paid for come to life.

this mite be a long post! please for the love of god feel free to scroll beyond if u dont care, i truly hate when people fuck up my feed with their essays so ya. that is my disclaimer here. ok.

ok. deep breath.
i talk about this/my campaign/my project VERY often on twitter (it’s distracting and often harmful for me to use tumblr and facebook regularly. sorry if that’s inconvenient). i realize most people aren’t actively checking my shit & that my tweets get buried in the constant avalanche of my stupid thoughts, so i’ll summarize the past year or so. hopefully whoever left this anonymous message will check back to see the answer and if so, i IMPLORE u to read the entire thing instead of picking out details from the first 4 sentences and sending me another message about how i stole your fucking money.

my album is almost finished. i’ve said this multiple times over the course of the past year, but this time it’s like, legitimately fact. i’m feeling extra sensitive right now and reading this message felt like stepping on a rusty nail, so i’ll go ahead and give you as many details as possible to explain why it’s taken me over a year to complete my first full-length album. 

i am an independent artist, as you probably know. i am also an extreme perfectionist. when i began my kickstarter campaign in september of 2015, i had about 30 songs written that i’d poorly recorded in my shitty apartment, many of which i hoped to record professionally for my first proper (and physical) release. i could not fucking stand the thought of being contractually obligated to make music via label and figured kickstarter was my last hope. i honestly thought it would fail miserably and decided that when my campaign came to a humiliating end, i’d move on from music and do something else that wouldn’t make me feel so fucking horrible about myself. somehow, thanks to you and everyone else who made my dream come true, i made enough money to actually make a record.

two months later in january of 2016, i went home to florida from LA to visit my family for the holidays. thanks to my incredible fucking luck, some kind of crime ring was hitting licks on every major airline’s baggage claim at LAX post-holiday and my luggage containing 3 notebooks filled with all of my lyrics, 2 external hard drives and a bunch of little USB drives containing 2 years of my work were stolen. hmu if u want the police report for proof. 

i lost a lot of work (and learned the value of The Cloud- i hate to trust it after my nudes were leaked and my fucking whole bank account was emptied after someone hacked my shit in 2014, but here we are) and basically all morale but pieced together what i could from what i had left. i hired a producer i’ve admired for years to be the executive producer of my record and decided this fucking bullshit was an opportunity to make my shit better. due to unfortunate, unforgivable and honestly criminal circumstances, this fucking psycho wasted an upsetting amount of my time and decided to back out of my project. THAT particular situation keeps me up at night and i fucking live for the day i can tell that goddamn story, it truly shocks me that a human being could do me like that fool did me, yall will find out one day but ahem. anyway. 

after this incredible fucking scam, i decided to ONCE AGAIN start anew considering the legal and financial obligations of releasing music that had been co-written by this bad fucking person. i left my home in LA and went to stay at my dad’s house in florida, spent literally all of my time mastering production software and learning to play piano, and filled in all the shit i’d lost with new things i’d written and produced entirely on my own. then i got married, but that’s unimportant to this story. actually it is like, kind of important, but whatever.

i was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in january 2016 and in march of 2016 i attempted suicide. i left an organized folder of songs, mockups for art, my bank account info and a note to my manager to make sure that my album was released because i literally could not comfortably die knowing that i let down the people who gave me money. im not tryna make anyone feel bad im just like saying cuz its part of the whole shit. anyway, i failed at killing myself and woke up in a bathtub of puke ready to go the fuck off. haven’t wanted to die since.

ahem. so. since i’m honestly 100% unable to trust a single fucking human being with my work and my thoughts after what happened up there ^^^^, i decided to set up a room in my new home for recording. i wrote, recorded, and produced (with some help, but like please bitch give me credit here) a fucking entire new album that i actually LIKED. im not shy about the fact that i think my music is stupid gimmicky- after trying to die and not dying and then getting help i realize i have like a little bit of talent i should actually appreciate. i finished recording and producing it, hired a person i trusted with a degree in music production to help me polish it and alas, he ran off without a single fucking word. thankfully i didn’t pay him a cent but like hey there u follow me on twitter and FUCK. YOU.

so now, as of about a month ago, i’ve absolutely perfected my songs (as much as i can- i still lose sleep over the imperfections im just not good enough to fix) and i’ve found the most trustworthy, hardworking team i’ve ever met to finish this shit. it’s demoralizing to recap the past year, mostly bc it was so fucking horrible for me, but i can promise you the last thing i would ever ever ever ever do is take a bunch of money and dip out with it. i do literally every single piece of this shit on my own, from the music to visuals to branding, and it’s hard. it’s time consuming. i have a job outside of music to provide for myself and for my family, and that takes up my time too. 

so i really apologize for the amount of time it’s taken for this record to be released. it fucking kills me to be waiting and i didn’t spend your money; god knows i would never in my fucking life just STEAL your money. the fact that anyone would ever accuse me of that makes me ILL.

i just want ya’ll to know there’s nothing easy about releasing music as an independent artist, especially one who refuses to accept anything less than perfection, and ESPECIALLY one who refuses to be disrespected and taken advantage of. i’m doing my best, and it took me a while. i feel like it’s worth it. it’ll be another 2 months or so. hit me up if you want a refund on your vinyl.

notice (peter parker)

welp i wrote stuff when exactly zero (0) people asked me to, i’ll tag the shit out of this so hopefully people see it. please please please give me feedback and also request stuff if you like it or yell with me about spider-man,,,i’m in too deep lads


it started with chemistry.

a small, barely noticeable curl fluttered at the very top of his forehead. of course, you noticed it, because you noticed everything about him, the bane of your existence, one peter benjamin parker.

to be perfectly honest, it started long before chemistry—“it” being your infatuation with this intelligent but bumbling boy—but in this case, what started that day was what you referred to as “the beginning”, the beginning of something much more than what you already had.

you watched the curl dance along his hairline from the slight breeze coming through the open windows of the lab. every once in a while he blew upward, trying to force the curl off of his forehead, as if it was bugging him immensely. (but how could it, you wondered, when it was so miniscule that surely you were the only one to notice, as you did with everything about him, like how he buttoned his shirts up all the way or itched his nose when he was confused or the crinkle of his eyes when he laughed.)

(you had begun to realize that perhaps peter noticed a lot more than you thought, but that was an exploration for another day.)

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Wish Fulfillment

Or, Ron and Hermione Write Fanfiction.
(This may or may not have begun as a response to some regrettable comments from JKR in 2014.)

It had been an exceptionally long day - in as much as the relative length of a standard period of time could vary from one to the next, anyway. By the time Hermione had left the office, the weight of the hours she’d spent there rested so heavily on her frame that her smile when her assistant bid “Mrs. Weasley” farewell was almost perfunctory. Even the swooping sensation she felt in her stomach when she was called by her married name, something she still wasn’t used to almost two months later, seemed to have been quelled by the sheer exhaustion of a day filled with unnecessary paperwork and meetings with the pig-headed lot of old men the Ministry called its senior officials.

Thankfully, Ron seemed to sense that she was in a bit of a mood, and he offered to prepare her a hot dinner without a single complaint as she wandered through their flat, absentmindedly putting things away and muttering strings of what were very nearly obscenities under her breath.

They sat down to a quiet dinner, neither one particularly inclined to air the grievances they’d collected throughout the day. Sometimes, it was easier to simply be for awhile, and to be comfortably silent with one other had been a great source of comfort to Hermione over the years. Something about merely being in Ron’s presence was more than enough to warm her insides and wrap her up in something that was at once smaller and much, much bigger than the world around them.

Which is why, of course, she was a bit shocked when Ron interrupted the quiet by clearing his throat and asking, “Whaddya reckon would have happened if you hadn’t gone to the ball with Krum?”

Hermione nearly dropped her fork. “Excuse me?”

“Y'know, what could have happened if me or Harry had asked you first,” Ron clarified, as though that explained everything.

“Well, that wouldn’t have happened,” Hermione replied carefully, “considering the two of you didn’t even think to ask me until weeks after the ball was announced.”

“Oh, I thought of it nearly straight away,” Ron admitted, shrugging. “It’s not like I was going to admit to myself that I fancied you, mind, but I wasn’t exactly put off by the idea of taking you.”

“How romantic,” Hermione remarked dryly.

“So whaddya reckon?” Ron repeated as he chewed the last bite of his chicken and pushed his plate away. “D'you think we could’ve got it together sooner?”

“Maybe,” Hermione allowed. “Why does it matter? Clearly it all turned out for the best,” she pointed out, nodding from her left hand to his.

“Well, yeah, but think about it,” Ron insisted, widening his eyes to indicate his sincerity.

“It’s a rather big ‘what if,’” Hermione replied dubiously, “but clearly you’ve thought about it, so I’m going to hear you out.”

Ron grinned with satisfaction. “Marriage is fantastic.”

“Just get on with it before the honeymoon’s over,” Hermione teased.

“Okay,” he began. “So imagine, right, me or Harry asks you to the ball. It doesn’t really matter which one of us does it; it’s just as friends. Preferably you’d have gone with me, obviously, and maybe we’d have had an awkward dance or two - y'know, the kind where you stand about a foot and a half apart and barely touch each other - but nothing would have happened, 'cause I was still too much of an idiot to realize what was right in front of me.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow. “Well, fair enough, but wouldn’t things have been awkward if we’d danced?”

Ron shrugged. “No more awkward than you screaming at me about last resorts and such across the common room after I accused your date of using you to get to Harry, is it?”

Hermione winced. “We really have had our moments.”

“Yeah,” Ron agreed, smiling again. “Yeah, quite brilliant, really. Anyway, I figure something like that might have gotten me round to thinking about you like that a bit quicker. Not a lot quicker, mind you, but I s'pose I was already thinking about snogging you the summer after.”

“But you weren’t thinking particularly hard about it, were you?” Hermione pointed out.

“You were my best friend!” Ron said defensively. “Bit confusing, wasn’t it? And besides, the bigger half of me still believed you had something going on with Krum.”

“You can’t have a bigger half,” Hermione scolded, smirking.

“Would you let me tell my story?”

“Your story that never actually happened?” Hermione replied, though she couldn’t deny her curiosity was piqued. She crossed her arms and leaned against the back of her chair. “Tell away.”

“Good, 'cause I spent most of the day thinking about it.”

“I won’t even remind you that you’re supposed to be protecting the wizarding world.”

Ron shrugged. “It was a slow day. So anyway, you didn’t go to the ball with Krum, I’ve admitted to myself that I wanna snog you, and it’s Christmas of our fifth year.”

“Why Christmas?” Hermione asked interestedly.

“Why not Christmas?” Ron retorted. “It’s romantic as hell, alright? Now let me tell the story.”

“Sorry.” Hermione raised her hands innocently and gestured for him to continue. Ron took a grand, dramatic breath as he began to weave his tale.

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この世には正解なんてない
  • Apostasia: Stop, Arme. Just stop what you're doing.
  • Arme Thaumaturgy: Apostasia...
  • Apostasia: Pity? Is this pity? That's what this is, isn't it?
  • Arme Thaumatury: ... That's not it.
  • Apostasia: Do you consider me a failure? A failed version of you? Is that why you're doing this?
  • Arme Thaumaturgy: I can't... just let you go on like this. I can't see you suffering... so please...
  • Apostasia: Take a good look, Arme. Do I look like I am suffering?
  • Arme Thaumaturgy: ...
  • Apostasia: Just look at us and tell me which one of us is the one that needs help right now.
  • Arme Thaumaturgy: ...
  • ----
  • Erbluhen Emotion: ...
  • Apostasia: ...
  • Erbluhen Emotion: ^^;
  • Apostasia: -_-
  • Apostasia: What do you want?
  • Erbluhen Emotion: Oh, no, nothing. ^^
  • Apostasia: You've been sitting there and watching me read for the past 30 minutes. If you have something to say, then spit it out.
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I just. Uh, how should I say... I heard you and Arme arguing earlier.
  • Apostasia: Don't bring him up.
  • Erbluhen Emotion: He only cares about you.
  • Apostasia: ...Don't tell me you're going to try to "save" me as well.
  • Erbluhen Emotion: No, nothing of that sort. I just... want to keep you company.
  • Apostasia: ...?
  • Erbluhen Emotion: Arme is Arme because he is someone who needs to be in control, meticulously perfecting everything. He will try, if he could, to do everything in his power to correct what he believes is wrong. Seeing you in your state has ruined him. He feels responsible.
  • Apostasia: But I am this way of my own accord.
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I know, I know that. Arme just can't... He can't accept the irregularities in life.
  • Erluhen Emotion: But nothing in this world is be perfect, isn't it? Life is imperfect and that's precisely why it's so wonderful.
  • Apostasia: ... What are you trying to say?
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I understand why Arme is that way, but that also means I understand why you are the way you are. I may not agree with everything that you do but I do accept that you have taken that path because you believed that path was the one for you.
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I know this sounds extremely cheesy, but I really do believe everything happens for a reason. If the Goddess created us for us to take our own paths... then maybe in your world, the path you chose was the one you were meant to take.
  • Apostasia: Are you saying this was my fate...?
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I'm saying, if the world was meant to be like this, then I like it the way it is...
  • Erbluhen Emotion: And,
  • Erbluhen Emotion: I like you the way you are.
Who Killed Jihoon?

A Long Analysis No One Asked For

So! This murder mystery case has been making waves on twitter. With whatever medical knowledge I have, let me share to you my 50 cents take on this case (and I am taking this as seriously as I can; I used up 3 pages of my think book, 4 pages of MS Word, and 4 hours of my time for this asdfghjkl):

What do we know?

Lee Jihoon died via hydrogen cyanide poisoning, with his estimated time of death between 2-2:30. There was noted blood on the piano stool and the glass door, with leftover spaghetti by the piano. There were noted bruises on his right hip caused by a supposed fall. Blood found on the scene was Jihoon’s which looked like vomitus as it was mixed with bile. Last known food intake were tteokbeokki, spaghetti, and rice crackers. There were episodes of stomach cramps prior to death. No puncture wounds on body. Coroner reported that the killer must have some knowledge on the poison used because of the intricate amount needed, the route of delivery of the poison, and the means by which he got it. The poison takes effect in 3-4 hours, so the time of ingestion should’ve been around 10:30-11:30.

 All murders answer to the 6 questions: WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, WHO, WHY, and HOW. But before I give you a rundown of my take on this, let me first give you a very basic background on hydrogen cyanide.

 Hydrogen cyanide is a colorless, poisonous liquid usually used in mining. It is extremely poisonous as even a small amount of it is enough to kill a person. How does it do it? It stops cellular activity by stopping the production of energy needed by the body, in a simplified sense. The lethal dose of it is around 50 mg (Medscape), which is approximately about as much as big as a 50-centavo coin if you spread it out (you can think of various 50 mg medicine tablets too). At this amount, it can work in less than a minute. Even when ingested, it is easily picked up the body and travels quickly through the blood vessels to take effect. When this happens, it becomes nearly impossible to reverse it. Unless you’re able to take the patient in less than 5 minutes to the hospital, it is close to impossible to reverse the effects. This is the reason why it is a very popular means of elimination: not only is a small amount needed for it to be effective, but also the fact that it is nearly impossible to detect in the body given the small amount that can be used to kill a person. One of the few ways of detecting hydrogen cyanide poisoning if there is any exposure to it (mining work, prolonged exposure to car exhaust, eating lots of fruit seeds, prolonged pesticide exposure) or if there is the distinct almond smell.

While it is possible for hydrogen cyanide poisoning to take effects hours after it has been ingested if there has been a small amount, it would mean that the ingested amount would’ve been smaller than 50 mg, so imagine it having to take effect 3-4 hours after ingestion: it would probably mean maybe even a dot of it had to be ingested for it to take effect, and by then the body would’ve eliminated it from the body or by then it would’ve been impossible for it be detected via autopsy. We may also look at this from the point of view of the poison being put inside an extended-release capsule where the film would’ve only started melting approximately 12 hours after it had been ingested, but that wouldn’t fall in the timeline given. Also, with the way hydrogen cyanide works, I don’t think the victim should’ve been able to cough up blood like that. At most, he would’ve literally dropped dead because of how quick it works.

So what am I saying? It means a lot, since the murder weapon and how Jihoon was murdered plays a vital role in answering our case. If it has been really hydrogen cyanide, then the time of ingestion becomes different: it would’ve been a few minutes prior to death, which would make Wonwoo a very likely suspect as he was the one who gave Jihoon the rice crackers, which were the last thing he ate. However, if we need to go by the number of hours it should take for the poison to have an effect, then our time line would be different.

I will be thinking in terms of the timeline, so from here on out, I will be using the term ‘poison’ as I believe hydrogen cyanide wasn’t used.

Another note, it is important to note the bruising! I’m glad someone asked about the bruising because bruising appears differently pre- and post-mortem. If it is pre-mortem, a fall would be a likely explanation, but it would not rule out a possible fight (unless you take into consideration the surrounding: were there signs of struggle?). Post-mortem bruising would mean the killer would’ve been at the scene to move the body to a certain extent that would’ve gotten him that bruise, which would mean that someone had come in during or after his death (aka someone who had been to the Music Room from 1-3 PM!!). Compare this with someone who didn’t even have to be in the vicinity at all when he died once the poison had taken effect.

Let’s get down to the nitty gritty!

This is everyone’s collated timeline of events. The ones in grey have already been eliminated from the suspect list.

LET’S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!!

WHAT? Lee Jihoon is dead! Foul play is suspected and we have 12 suspects (now narrowed down to 8).

WHERE? No whereabouts/timeline is available for Jihoon but it’s a piece of evidence! SO! I! WANT! IT! j/k lol @thicckwan made a really good timeline for Jihoon! But it’s still a mystery where he was from 10-11:30, the supposed time of poisoning. Is it safe to assume that he was in the Music Room? I think not. For everyone who had Music Theory, they only had it once a day. If Jihoon was at the Music Room that time it is probably safe to assume his Music Theory is at 8:30. Which means he could be having Core Class or Dance Practice at the Studio. However, by elimination, he was not at the Studio (S. Coups, The8 did not mention him at the studio). That leaves us with either him being the Practice Room with Wonwoo or in Core Class.

And this is where we’ll need that map! (pls release the evidence please :’( ) The map is important because it’ll show us where everyone was. Was it really possible to see someone from the bathroom if they were walking down the hallway? If so, how well could they see him? Where were the classes held? Is it possible to go past the Music Room at one point to get to the Studio or Practice Room? HELP ME I’M DYING THIS IS THE ONE BIG THING MY BRAIN CANNOT COMPREHEND???

WHEN? In the field of forensics, the only thing you can trust is evidence. If the coroner says that the poison needed 3-4 hours before it could take full effect, we can trust that. That is why I will work on the assumption that the murderer had given him the poisoned food at around 10:30-11:30.

HOW? It was poison that had to take effect in 3-4 hours. Probably something odorless, colorless, or tasteless. Something that, even when mixed with food, wouldn’t make a victim suspect. Something that would give the killer an alibi for the time of death. If we are to go by murder-mystery anime logic, Wonwoo is someone we can eliminate. He gave him rice crackers at around 1:30 PM, and by then the poison was already ingested. So it is safe to assume that it had to be someone he was with somewhere between 10-11:30.

WHY? Motive, motive, motive. No murder occurs without one, even if they were unplanned. Let’s list down all the possible suspects and their motives!

Josh – he was close to Hoshi and knew Jihoon and him were secretly dating. Take note that if the poisoning did happen before 12 nn, the ‘fight’ hadn’t happened yet, so him poisoning Jihoon for the fight is out of the question. But! That doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a motive. He could be out to plot revenge for (MAYBE!!) being closer to Hoshi than he was.

The8 – Good friends with Jun! We don’t exactly know what his relationship with Hoshi is, but he wasn’t that close with Jihoon, but it is safe to assume he respects him enough to ask him how he should interpret the song into a dance. Do we have a motive? If it is the general motive of Jihoon pissing everyone off at some point, then yes.

DK – close with Jihoon. Maybe probably jealousy for his talent? (BUT THIS BOY IS SO PURE HUHU)

Mingyu – Acquaintances with Jihoon, but goes tohim for help when writing rap lyrics, so it is safe to assume that he respects him. Again with The8’s, we will probably have a motive if Jihoon getting mad at everyone counts.

Wonwoo – Close with Jun! (WHAT IS UP WITH EVERYONE BEING CLOSE WITH JUN *eye wiggles*) He considered Jihoon and Hoshi as his friends, bu we have no idea how close. In Wonwoo’s interview, he refused to elaborate on how close he was with Jihoon by using a tactic well known to suspects: reversing the question (*MORE EYE WIGGLES*). Same with The8’s and Mingyu’s, we will probably have a motive if Jihoon getting mad at everyone counts.

Jun – AVOIDS THE QUESTION SO SMOOTHLY when asked of his relationship with Jihoon. Suspicious? Honestly him arriving at 10 AM with a car is really questionable for me. So what if your car had stalled? Normal students would’ve tried to commute. Or is he one of the rich kids who can’t and won’t commute? HMMMMMM well—close friends with Wonwoo and The8! Him getting to late to school gives him sooo muuuuch tiiiime to acquire the poison (and honestly, you’re in high school why do you have a car how old are you and how rich are you you’re probably from a family of dealers???). Did Jihoon catch him red-handed and now he’s out for revenge?

Hansol – Jihoon’s classmate who didn’t know him well! Tries so hard to be defensive when asked about his opinion of him. Also uses the excuse of ‘not being there at the time of death’ to escape suspicion and create an alibi (which, btw, is not airtight. I mean, no witnesses? Very suspicious.) Did he have a motive? Probably the same as The8’s, Mingyu’s and Wonwoo’s if ever.

S. Coups – Jihoon’s best friend! Denies having any other feelings for him other than being best friends. Knows of his relationship with Hoshi. GAVE SOMETHING TO JIHOON AT 9:30 AM??? What is this I am very curious???

I think that’s pretty much what I’ve summed up so far for motives.

AND NOW THE BIG QUESTION: WHO?!

I’ll be honest here ok I am no expert when it comes to things like these (I’ve been to 3 escape rooms, haven’t solved any of them //GROSS SOBBING) so this is just my honest opinion!

I’m cutting down my suspect list to people who are in the probably vicinity of when the poisoning took place: either the Core Classes or the Practice Room. Those in the Core Classes were S. Coups, Jun, and Josh. The only one in the Practice Room was Wonwoo.

But! More mysteries remain yet to be solved: Where was Joshua? Why couldn’t he remember anything from 1:15-3 PM? Was Vernon really in the vicinity when Jihoon died? If so, why?

Jeonghan has been announced innocent, so it is safe to assume his testimony is true. He had skipped class that day with DK and S. Coups, but now the question is: did they go out of school grounds? If they did, then S. Coups and Hansol’s testimonies confirm each other, and confirms that Hansol was in fact at home and not in school as what Jun claims.

Jun’s testimony reeks of holes because no one can confirm his alibi prior to 10 AM, and he had shown weird behavior by staying behind after school to practice while everyone else went home (and again, this is where the map comes in: where was studio placed anyway for it to be in a place where he can’t see students filing out?). He could’ve been lying about spotting Hansol to divert suspicion away from him, or he could assume that it was Hansol he saw (when in fact in was Joshua?!) during the 2:10 time OR EVEN NOT HAVE SEEN ANYONE AT ALL BUT HE NEEDED TO PUSH THE BLAME ON SOMEONE BECAUSE SUPRISINGLY THE TIME HE SAID HE WENT TO THE BATHROOM FALLS DURING JIHOON’S TIME OF DEATH?? What if he had not gone to the bathroom but in fact had checked in to make sure Jihoon was dead and erase all possible evidence leading back to him?

Joshua. This poor boy. What happened, really? He had left the library at 1:15 PM, arguably with his backpack (as evidenced by Chan’s testimony). He clearly insisted he was wearing a button down shirt but Wonwoo insisted he was only in a t-shirt. What if Wonwoo just had bad eyesight (this is a running joke ok)?

 In conclusion! I still have no conclusion y’all I’m just leading you on a wild goose chase lol

But as of this moment, without any new evidence I need, Jun is my number one suspect.

I’ll probably update this post once new questions have been answered and once we get our new evidence!!

November 30 min Writing Challenge

Originally posted by byaseashore

Hello, my lovely friends! I’m back! I’ve sort of been on a writing hiatus, except not really cause I’ve still been writing but just inconsistently and without focus, so I came up with idea to help remedy that. :) I am my own worst enemy when it comes to time management and accountability. Time to face the music and makes some changes. Perhaps it could help others, too!

Basically, I’m aiming to write every day in some form with a goal of 30 minutes. Sounds like nothing, right? But still, it’s a struggle. I’ve done it, though. Writing every day, I mean. I actually “won” NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) a few years back, which means I wrote over 50,000 words within the 30 days of November. That’s a bit too ambitious for me this year, but still, I wanted to put some effort in this month beyond “trying to write” and failing. 

So! I’m committing to 30 minutes of writing a day and thought I’d invite others to join me. It doesn’t even have to be writing. It could be editing, outlining, story building, character building, brainstorming, whatever you want. 30 minutes of uninterrupted focus, that’s the goal. 

I’m going to keep myself accountable by posting progress daily (I hope) about how my 30 minutes have gone. You can do the same, if you want. You can tag me as well! I’d love to know who’s participating. Also, this is not supposed to be a stressful guilt trip and if it becomes more than you (or I ) can handle, then I hope you can take a step back and do what’s best for you. 

I am positive I’m going to drop the ball at some point, and that’s okay. I’m not aiming for perfection, only progress. 

So, join me! For a few days, a week, two week, the full month, or however long you choose. And if you see this post after the first of the month and still want to join, please do! This isn’t really a sign-up type thing but I hope we can help each other create the worlds that are currently stuck in our heads. I’ve got to get these characters out before I lose my mind! heh. 

My first post will start tomorrow, November 2nd since I haven’t done my 30 minutes yet today. :) That’s probably what I’ll do is write my updates the day after, since most of my writing is done late at night. 

Tagging some writer friends under the cut to join and/or spread the word. I love you guys and I love this community. I just hope to be a bit more productive this month so I quit making myself crazy. Good luck!

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