yes it's just my personal stuff

(long post, sorry)

In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

ppl in the liam kosta discourse: omg!! the game isn’t even out yet don’t complain about straight liam when you don’t even know yet!! they didn’t confirm it!! just cross your fingers and keep your hopes up!! stop complaining & let bioware do their thing jeez~

bioware: *releases video where liam confirms he’s not into dudes*


anonymous asked:

Do you think, if they survive the second apocalypse and the end of the show, that Clarke and Bellamy could ever have a family? How do you see each of them handling parenthood?

This has been sitting in my inbox forever, mostly because parenting and to have/to not have kids is a topic that risks alienating people and it is so difficult to talk about without someone feeling like you’re shitting on their choices and I have not had the brainpower recently to navigate it. However, @wellamyblake‘s awesomely morose headcanon on this subject (I loved it. I cried. I loved it some more and then yearned for fluff) has inspired me to put digit to keyboard at last.

This may border on fluff. You have been warned, but WE ALL NEED HAPPINESS RIGHT.

Disclaimers out the way first, because this stuff is important.  Women in all walks of life face so much pressure to have kids and it annoys me immensely that happy story endings for ladies almost always involve children somehow, even if a female protagonist has repeatedly said she doesn’t want to procreate (I’m looking at you Suzanne Collins). THAT SAID, it also annoys me immensely that parenting is repeatedly shat on as a lesser (i.e. feminine) choice more generally, as in bringing up other humans could not possibly compare to the Very Important Man Jobs that also make the world go round, and I wish that parenting and its associated joys and terrors were tackled more frequently in the media more generally.

You see the minefield we’re dealing with here.  (Sidebar: my feminism is undoubtedly not what you were after with this ask but I offer no apologies for delving into it.  THIS STUFF MATTERS.)

So what follows is just my read of Bellamy and Clarke and my own personal headcanon – no more valid than anyone else’s – and is inevitably coloured by my own experience as a parent.

OK, so the question at hand. Could I see Bellarke family? The short answer is YES PLZ, because my beautiful space babies have been through so much and I would dearly, dearly love for them to have a shot at family life after everything they’ve been through, and to reap the rewards thereof. Not actually in-show, mind you (JASON NO), but this is what my headcanon looks like.

I’m going to reference MJ throughout because her headcanon was so beautifully put together and I super agree with lots of it. Bellarke’s legacy will absolutely be cemented in the lives they’ve saved over and over again and I don’t think Bellarke kids would be relevant to their legacy per se. So too, Bellarke’s legacy will exist in the found family they have amongst the delinquents.

But honestly, I think that having a family would be something selfish, just for them and just about them as a couple, and that’s what I like about it so much after all the sacrifices they’ve made for their people.

Let’s rewind for a second. Why would Bellamy and Clarke even want kids?  Well so much of it for me is bound up in their respective childhoods. Bellamy’s family life was clearly very important to him.  He loves his sister. He loved his mother very much too. It is this love from which he derived so much of his strength in impossible conditions in the Ark, and later on the ground. In fact, Bellamy is basically made of familial love – the love for his actual family, his love for his found family, and his love for the various waifs and strays he picks up on the way (Charlotte and, *cough* Riley).  How awesome would it be for him to have a family on his own terms?  A family which he chose to have (rather than foisted upon him), with the woman he loves? The thought of it warms my tired, grizzled heart to a veritable furnace.

Need I mention this:

Originally posted by stiles-lydia

Clarke’s situation is slightly more complex, as biologically she would bear the initial brunt of parenthood, and let’s face it, Clarke is a person with Shit To Do. But in my headcanon, Clarke is tired of saving the world, ready to try something different even if it’s just for a little while, and take on a challenge of a different nature. And my girl NEVER shies away from a challenge if it’s something she wants. I get the impression that Clarke’s childhood was relatively happy, and I think Clarke, like many people, would like to recreate that childhood happiness for someone else with someone she loves.

Also this

Originally posted by alexmaggie

And just, drawing from my own experience, having a family together is about building a life together, and while achieving that through kids is not the right thing for everybody, I think Bellamy and Clarke’s depleted family connections and unique situation would drive them to create something new in their own image.

Now, MJ made the absolutely valid point that Bellamy and Clarke wouldn’t feel worthy of passing on their legacy via the gene pool, having had  hand in circa 1,600 deaths between them. This is 100% fair, but one thing about being a parent is this: you want better for your children than you had for yourself.  You want your children to be BETTER THAN YOU. You want to pass on the wisdom gained from the mistakes you’ve made so that they don’t make them.  And Bellamy and Clarke, who have made so many mistakes and had the courage to face them all, would have more than a little invested in passing on their wisdom to a second generation of Skaikru.

As for how they’d handle it. Well parenthood is and always has been about sacrifice, but (where it is a choice) it is also a selfish thing too – about bringing life into the world partly for your own benefit. And who knows more about sacrifice, or deserves more selfish pleasure than Bellarke? What’s more it has always struck me that Bellamy and Clarke are both naturally very affectionate people.  They enjoy lavishing love and affection on people and receiving in return. Again, own family, own terms.

And most importantly, Bellamy and Clarke have each other. They are a team. Bellamy may struggle with letting his impulses get the better of him, or expressing himself; Clarke may struggle with relating to those she loves, but between them they’ll muddle through because they always have and they always will.

(Before embarking on yet another sacrificial journey though, both Bellamy and Clarke deserve a long, long rest of several years, just them, spending lots of time together lounging in long grass, swimming in lakes and screwing in caves. Just have a look at the fanfic, OK? It’s all there.)

I warned you about the fluff. Now I’m embarrassed and I’m going to shove my face in a cushion until you all go away and stop looking at me.

anonymous asked:

Since you're talking about fanfic: how do you balance writing original and fic? I am prouder of my original stuff, but fic feels so much /easier/ to get into, and I never get a rejection from AO3, and it's hard to keep going with original work.

This is an excellent question.

Speaking personally, I use fanfic as a way to boost my confidence: to try out new ideas, to improve my writing, and - yes - to reassure myself that, at a base level, I’m capable of writing things that other people want to read. I also use it to remind myself that I’m capable of finishing things, which is often the scariest part of writing original stuff: the knowledge that you could just give up, put aside a difficult WIP in favour of a new story without anybody being the wiser, and repeat that cycle so often that you never, in fact, finish anything. 

Original fic is harder because, of necessity, it demands more from us. Particularly if your original stuff is SFF or any sort of genre work, you have to worldbuild the setting in a way that makes sense to new readers, instead of being able to trust, as you can with fanfic, that the audience already knows what you’re talking about. The same goes for describing characters and setting up relationships and backstory: particularly when it comes to secondary or antagonist characters, you can get away with doing precious little work in fanfic, because all you have to do is drop the character’s name, and the audience already has a preexisting set of assumptions about who they are, why they matter and what they mean to the protagonists. In original stories, you have to set all that up yourself.

But the joy of writing original stories is that you get to set the canon. You get to say, “Everyone Is Queer, Not Because I Headcanoned It Or Because I’m Addressing Ten Years Of Unconfirmed Subtext, But Because I Am The Queer God Of This Tiny Queer Universe And As I Make It, So Shall It Be.” You get to say, “Let There Be Dragons,” and then you get to decide what type of dragon without people wondering why you’re taking so much time away from characters and romance to describe them. You don’t have to say, “I love this, but I wish there were more ladies, and especially ladies who don’t suffer or die or pine for undeserving assholes,” because you can, instead, say, “Let There Be Awesome Ladies.” You get to say, “White People Are Not The Default.” You get to say whatever the hell you want.

And while you can certainly do some of that stuff in fanfic, too, playing in your own sandbox - creating your own story - means that, potentially, you’re making a brand new sandbox for other people to play in, too. If there were no original works, we’d have nothing to fanfic about, which would be a tragedy. So yes, it’s hard, but it’s also worthwhile. Fanfic is awesome for its own sake, but original stuff is, too - the trick is to find a way to balance them, so that each type of writing refreshes and supports you for producing the other.

Hope that helps!

anonymous asked:

UT/US/UF/SF Skelebros & Grillby with a S/O who acts more like their best friend then a romantic partner. Always roasting them or something like that, not because they don't love them, they just never got a good example, so this is how S/O shows them (while still obviously doing romzntic things, like dates and kisses and such)

Okay for the record, ideal relationship, honestly. Like if you’re more down for classic style romance or something else, that’s cool, but for me this is just YES.

UT!Sans: He never really thought he’d get this lucky. Sans is NOT a romantic skeleton. Its always been kind of iffy that he would get into a relationship in the first place. He’s just uncomfortable with all that “flowers in hand play guitar under your window” stuff, and he kind of likes what you’ve got going. Makes the transition into the relationship easier too. Sans is almost always a “friends to lovers” kind of guy and this makes that hurdle between close friend and partner that much easier to cross.

UT!Papyrus: You may not be the best match for him. Papyrus is a big fan of classic, courtly romance, with big gestures and flowery words and giant promises. While he’s happy to take up some slack, he’s generally happier with a partner that reciprocates to some extent. He sympathizes with your lack of examples., but chances are this relationship isn’t really going anywhere. He understands love in a different way than you do, and that’s a pretty big roadblock. 

UT!Grillby: He kind of splits the difference on the bros. Sure, he could go for being wooed a little more often, but with how often you two are in public and how private a person he is, its probably for the best. If he wants more romance he’s willing to model it a bit for you. But hey, he’s not really a fan of his, er….flames being stoked at work anyways (that’s sounds more NSFW than I meant it), so its a bit convenient.

UF!Sans: YES. YES. THANK YOU. Sorry if this sounds like more of my self-shipping bullshit (”oh look my favorite skele just HAPPENS  to have similar relational preferences”), but honestly, Red is deeply uncomfortable with either giving or receiving major romancey stuff. He just doesn’t get it, its embarrassing, awkward, and he feels completely out of his depth. And not in a cute “oh my s/o is making me blush!!!!” way but in like “I just want to go home and lock myself in my room” kind of way. Maybe he could go for a few more clear symbols that you’re involved (mostly because of his own territorial issues), but chances are physical stuff is enough for him to feel secure in that. Or if you’re not into physical stuff, then he can just live with it. But you will never hear complaints from him about the lack of mushy shit. Honestly, its kind of a relief.

UF!Papyrus: Okay, don’t roast him too often if you don’t want him to yell at you, but he’s fine if you’re not good for romance. He’ll provide a few gestures of his own when he’s in the mood, but in general he prefers relationships understood through mutual support and loyalty. As long as he knows that you love him, that’s more than enough. Besides, he wouldn’t like sharing that side of you with others anyways.

UF!Grillby: This isn’t what he would probably list as his ideal but it may be one of the healthiest kinds for him. Grillbz is just a bit of an ass. Haha, just kidding, he’s a major dick from start to finish. And he needs someone who’ll push back against him. Who won’t be afraid to drag him for fear of ruining the mood. He wants to take this to a physical place, to a somewhat dramatic and slightly dysfunctional place, but keep it up. In the end, he’ll trust you more than he ever has anyone, except maybe his daughter. Because the way you treat him makes it clear that you are his equal, not his toy or a soft dream to disard when he gets bored.

US!Sans: Like Tale Papyrus, you may not be the best match for him. But he doesn’t stop the relationship. He keeps trying, keeps going bigger and bigger, hoping you’ll pick up on it and respond in kind. And in the end, this isn’t sustainable for him. He can’t keep pouring in all this energy and receiving….well, not nothing, but he isn’t receivng love in the way that he understands it, and that’s kind of draining for him. Okay, a lot draining. The two of you are going to have to sit down for a long talk about the direction of this. You may break up, but if you don’t, you’re going to have to learn how to stretch yourself a bit in this direction. He will appreciate any attempts on your part, even if they aren’t always home runs. 

US!Papyrus: Stretch is just a bit of a secret romantic, but he’s embarrassed to admit it even if you are into that kind of thing. In this case he’s more than happy to stuff those desires down. In fact, you’re likely the kind of partner he’ll seek out, because he doesn’t really want to acknowledge that part of him. He’s the lowkey brother, right? Not particularly needy or poetic. But the truth is, eventually those needs are going to come up. And he’s happy to talk it through with you. But it’ll be a long road for both of you. 

US!Grillby: Well, he’s happy to model for you! He’s a pretty classic guy, and happy to sweep you off your feet. Unlike Tale Papyrus, he doesn’t really need to have his gestures reciprocated that often. In fact, given how work oriented he is, its kind of nice to know he won’t be ambushed by it when he needs to focus. He’d rather have a friend than a lover, honestly, given that he doesn’t have a lot, and its nice that he can combine both in one. 

SF!Sans: He’s happy to model too, but he’s a bit more….forceful. Like, going WAAAAAY overboard because obviously the Magnificent and Terrible Sans is the best teacher of seduction! You may have to get him to tone it down just a bit. But he wants to make damn sure there’s no doubt in anyone’s mind that you two are an item. And given that he’s not a fan of PDA, this is what he’s got. 

SF!Papyrus: He doesn’t have a lot of romantic needs, so he’s chill with it. If you want to go more, cool. If not, that’s fine. He’ll pull out a gesture or two of his own on special occasions, but in general he’s extremely private about your relationship. He’s too used to stuff being taken from him. But in general he’s okay with whatever you’re comfortable with. He’s flattered by anything you can put together but it doesn’t really ever register with him that that’s the kind of thing he should be expecting.

SF!Grillby: In terms of possessiveness issues this guy makes Rasp look like a quick hook-up kind of guy. For better or for worse he wants every single person that sees you to know you are his. And this means he’s bizarrely intense about the romantic aspect. He’s not about being treated like a best friend, he’s your lover and the two of you are going to act like it. If you don’t know how, you’re sure as hell going to learn now He won’t break up with you. Once he’s determined someone matters enough to him to enter that intimate of a relationship there is no going back. This’ll go until you either figure out how to romance as well as him or you break up with him. 

anonymous asked:

h-hi i am a-also agender and i have a problem you might relate to(i-if where allowed t-to do th-that) when you have to explain to your teachers that it`s OK to use you when talking directly to ya. (sorry if the stutter seems mocking, im just a nervous person)

Do you mean explaining to your teacher about pronouns? If that’s the case then you can try my approach since I’m also nervous! I’ve never actually gotten the chance to tell my teachers about me and my pronouns because of anXIETY, but I do write my preferred name on all the things I turn in and have a BUNCH of pins all over my backpack with my pronouns and trans related stuff. My teachers and classmates get the message most of the time and that’s all I need since I don’t talk to them personally. I have a lot of anxiety so I hope this approach helps you! If you can you can also just go to your teacher outside of class and bring a notecard with information so you’re not so nervous. And yes its okay to come to me for advice any time my friend~


Some stuff about my grimoire :) I don’t have much time to add things to it so it’s pretty much empty ;) I used denim to make covers, cause it’s just a simple notebook (designed for religion lessons tho 😂). Also, as I screw all this artistic stuff I just made some photos of it on my bed, cause why not? ;) Such natural and without any art cause I suck at art ☺️
@tarot-dreams I saw ye reblogging grimoire photos, welp, may I join the fame and tag ye? :)

Not that I have to explain myself to you people but I am saying this for the last time now also for the people in the back seats who think they can bully me and make me feel bad about the things I love YES I am an Aaron Stan I love him so fucking much and I would do anything for him and YES I do ship Robron and YES I do not like Robert as much as I love Aaron but I love ROBRON and thats Robert AND Aaron so if you’ve got a problem with that fucking leave my blog I won’t change what I love just because you think it’s wrong for you, I don’t care ok? I just wanna blog about my baby Aaron and Robron and enjoy the things I love, got it? So shove your hate up your ass!

hello smol beans, just wanted to stop by and give you some quick tips on taking notes!  ♡

  • sticky flags/tabs: if you take notes in a notebook, use these to section off notes depending on how you like to section your work (maybe you can section off each individual lesson, or simply go by unit or chapter).
  • color selection: if you like to use color, i recommend limiting yourself to 1-3 colors. i’m not sure about you, but sometimes having too much color on my notes makes them a little too distracting, and i just end up skimming over them instead of reading what i wrote. 
  • try out different note taking methods: each method has its pros and cons, and it’s nice to try out a variety of styles to see what helps you understand the material better. personally, i like the feynman technique or just writing stuff out the same way i process it (if that makes sense). here is a list of some popular note taking methods:
    • feynman technique
    • cornell method
    • outline method
    • mind maps
    • charting method
  • avoid rewriting notes: i know it may be tempting, but it can really end up being a waste of time… time you could use to study! o: 

so ye.. have fun my guys  ♡ 


spacesugars  asked:

Okay so recently almost all of ur personal posts have had some mention of ur new gfs and honestly it is so nice and I'm glad to see u so excited?? It's is good???


I’m glad my happiness is making other folks happy too :)

But yeah idk its been very sudden but at the same time very good? like my relationship with each girl developed along a different trajectory but they all love me and like each other and its so great

Like, as Alice likes to joke about and others point out I used to complain about her blog, pretty much entirely based off rumors that turned out to be as unsubstantiated as the rumors that I’ve now accrued as a trans woman with a modicum of visibility on a social media platform. And really when I got to know her as Alice rather than trans-mom, which took time, I realized she’s actually this exceptionally caring person. I think we bonded over that because, with the stuff she does on her blog and I do on TLL, we’re kinda in the same line of work - keeping trans folks alive. And I got to know her wild life story and as we talked we realized we have nothing in common as far as interests yet we just like, appreciate each other a lot and its so wonderful just getting to talk to her. She’s talked me through some serious anxiety already since we became gfs (yes, that’s how quick my anxious little heart falls into breakdowns) and she was so great.

Meanwhile, Sally was inauspicious too because for a while I had kind of convinced myself that I only wanted to be friends with her. Probs bc at one point in the past she used to call me her big sister and I din’t want to sully that. But she developed a crush on me, and meanwhile I just fucking fell in love with her personality without realizing it. Like, I would check her blog multiple times a day, and she’s just so witty and fun. Then we finally got around to skyping and it became clear that not only was she like, adorable and unique she’s also this very fundamentally good person, who is like, respectful and careful and really wants to do right by the people she cares about. And through interacting with her more I had already learned that like, all that fun and wit and singing and awesomeness is something she like, consciously tries to be in spite of depression and anxiety, and that’s something I really admire. I just hope she understands how important she is to me.

And finally Sammy was different in that, like just about everyone who knows her I immediately developed a huge crush on her. And I think that actually led in part to me keeping my distance for a while after our first meeting - well, skype session. Which is also wild because legit Sammy was the first girl I was in any way intimate with (at least over cyberspace) since the slow demise of my last relationship that lasted 5 years (being a lesbian dating a straight girl is a biiiiitch). And honestly it makes so much sense that I had that experience with Sammy, she’s just this wonderfully sweet, open, and unassuming person despite how much people kind of fawn over her bc of the whole gorgeous tall blonde thing. Like, as I told her back in the day, she looks pretty enough to be pretentious yet she totally isn’t. Instead she’s this amazing girl who first of all is a fucking stellar artist, is a loving and diligent partner, and in general seems to seriously want to grow into a very positive figure for other trans people. Plus she’s fucking weird in the most adorable ways :p

Anyway yeah, those are my girlfriends now and I love them. This whole poly thing is new to me, trying to make ldrs work is new to me, but recent experiences have shown me that “you can’t recreate the past,” so trying new things might be really rewarding. And I can’t think of anyone better to go on that sort of journey with than these girls :)

anonymous asked:

Some of my favorite moments with SAM are when you chat with him after missions and he talks about things like reproduction, religion, future laws for AI, stuff like that. It gets me stuck in a chicken or egg loop... Did Alec program SAM to be philosophical or was that an ability he learned once sentient? How do you program a computer to be sentient and form opinions?! How much of Alec rubbed off onto SAM and how much of SAM's personality developed naturally? It's just really fascinating to me.

YES! I love these conversations with SAM too, and I always wish they were more in depth/we were given more options! I also really want to know SAM’s take on how his programming influences how he interprets his perceptions. He perceives things through the eyes of a person (Definitely Alec at first, then the pathfinder, possibly Elllen? Not sure how her implant was set up, but we don’t have a reason to think it was any different), but his personality and perspective are distinct from the person whose experiences he shares. That’s fascinating to me! I love all of your questions and I wish I knew enough about AI to provide any decent insight into this topic! Just, AHHHH! SAM.

cogairealta  asked:

Hi. I put some comments into my tags of your recent snippet of 'Hello Again', just letting you know as don't think you get notification of tags. Its so cute and poor Ani uncertain when he gets the chance to meet his Obi-wan. who unfortunately also happens to be the person whos entire world he destroyed and killed in another life. I really hope Anakin's memories are a lot more vague than Obi-wan's as it seemed like. Yes Satine's not letting her Ben suffer and its also for a good cause

I always read the tags when people reblog my stuff, so tag away! And in thanks, have a Hello Again snippet!

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rofa1309  asked:

How about s/o with never fall in love and don't really know what to do because now after so long of being alone they have big personal space and problem with touching/psychical contact? Like they don't know how to act in romantic way because they treat everyone more like family than a lover. For Hanzo, McCree, Genji (+ Zenyatta if it's not a problem). Sorry I put my own problems on you...

it’s okay!! I hope this is good :0 - Mod Corinne


  • Hanzo is not good with romantic stuff too
  • so after a while he gets the courage to talk to his crush
  • and he invites them for dinner, something simple
  • and his crush says yes and hes !!!!! Happy
  • but for the whole night their crush is just Normal like it’s not a date
  • and he’s a bit confused 
  • so after the dinner they are walking together and he tries to hold their hand
  • but they move away because they feel uncomfortable, and it’s weird to see someone that is interested in them
  • it tooks a while, but eventually they start to get used to small touches and they start to feel something for Hanzo too


  • inhale BOIIII
  • this man is the completely opposite 
  • he hugs people all the time, small casual touches 
  • so when he has this crush he wants to be close to them
  • but he understands quickly 
  • so he starts by something small like a hand on their arm or shoulder
  • and goes to that from quick kisses to their cheek 
  • and his crush is blushing 
  • because they never felt like this 
  • but its nice
  • McCree is a big loving puppy 


  • Genji flirts a lot
  • too much
  • so he tries to spend a lot of time with them
  • he finds physical contact a little bit weird too 
  • mostly because its weird to see his cyborg hand holding a human hand
  • it takes a lot of time before they start interacting a bit more
  • but they love being together 
I love you.

There’s been some personal stuff going on in my life lately, and its made me realize how important those three words can be.

So I want to tell you all that I love you. That I’m proud of you. That I’m here for you. That you are wanted. That yes, it is all worth it.

Remember to say these things to someone if you think it. Because maybe they need to hear it. Maybe it’ll stop them from doing something.

Even if you think it’s pointless, or that they’ll just brush it off, it could make a huge difference.

Again: I love you. I’m proud of you. You are wanted. You are not alone. It is worth it, I promise.

As I’ve said before, I have no problem whatsoever if people reblog my Jalec stuff as parabatai or friendship or whatever. If it’s a simple episode gifset or scene recap, it’s entirely up to interpretation anyway.
And yes, I’m well aware that they’re not romantically involved in canon, but I do ship them so I’m gonna tag all my Jalec posts with my OTP tag even if the scene itself may not be shippy.

(Plus, I’ve more often than not seen posts by anti shippers whining about how they “found out they reblogged from a Jalec shipper and how that was the most horrible thing ever” - actual thing I’ve seen with my own two eyes - so I want to be upfront about the fact that I do ship them LIKE THAT so people know who they reblog from, and they can choose not to do it if they’re so inclined.)

As for my edits, while my personal motivation behind making them is certainly shippy/romantic, I do think that for many or most of them, a non-romantic interpretation is entirely valid if you take the special nature of the parabatai bond into account. (There are exceptions to that, a couple of them really can’t be seen as anyting but romantic in nature and if you choose to ignore that you’re really just wilfully ignorant, but as a general rule, that’s how I see it).

HOWEVER. If you reblog my stuff and feel the need to add passive-aggressive tags like “THEY’RE BROTHERS!!!!!!!” or “don’t ship them guys”, I’m gonna block you. Simple as that.

This has been a PSA.

I’ve never been one to really give into the whole Valentine’s Day thing too much. I mean, I did propose to my wife on it, but that was a sort of spontaneous thing that just happened when it did, and it could’ve happened any day of the year. But I think I can safely say that, not only was this year’s day was the best ever, I’m convinced that I got the single best gift a person can get. My wife gave me a daughter. The only problem with that is I have no idea how I’m ever going to be able to one-up her. So, really, it’s both the best and worst thing ever.

anonymous asked:

It seems really small and simple. But there is a HUGE difference between, "I'm Supergirl," and, "It's me, it's Kara."... especially when you're talking about Lena.

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES. more than any other person (outside of maybe alex…but that’s in a different context).

idk if you read my black mercy fanfic, but there’s literally a point where lena specifically asks for kara instead of supergirl and i wrote that because IT IS SO TRUE. kara represents something entirely different, and its where lena feels grounded…there isnt all that history and complicated other stuff. its her best friend and her love AND, by the way, her HERO. her actual hero is kara, not supergirl, and its all just so MUCHHHH. so in terms of a reveal, it would matter. i am so committed to this idea i am going to rage and scream about it for the rest of the hiatus until we finally see how kara tells lena. and if they dont do it i will lose my mind and write 438204032 fix its. 

Some High School or College AU’s begging to be written

  • “If you’re an asshole and you know it clap your hands.”  
    *clap, clap*  
    “Oh, hey, my name is c/n; let’s be assholes together” AU
  • “Can I borrow your calculator?”
    “Uh, yeah, sure.”
    “Dude, uh, why are there a bunch of sentences about dicks written into your calculator?”
    *grumbles*  "I’m going to kill c/sibling AU
  • "Do you have gum?”
    “No” *continues work*
    “Do you have gum?”
    “No” *continues work*
    “Do you have gum?”
    “Fine, yes” *continues work*
    *waits 5 min* “Where’s my gum?”
    *looks up* “I don’t actually have any I just said yes to shut you up.” AU
  • “Hey, do you have any post-its?”
    “Uh, yeah.” *rifles through backpack* “Here”
    *places sticky notes all over the desk and chair and books*
    “What are you doing? I thought you needed like one post-it as a bookmark. Give me those back!”
    “Well, you thought wrong.” *sticks post-it on person’s forehead* *hands back the rest of the sticky notes* AU
  • “Could you watch my stuff for a minute?”
    “Uh, yeah, sure.”
    *goes to the bathroom* *returns to see the person hanging up on the phone*
    “Dude, that’s my phone.”
    “It was ringing constantly and disturbing others.” *goes back to text book reading* “Oh, your mother says hi.” AU
  • “Hey, pool table.  You play?”
    “Not really.  I mean, I-”
    *whispers* “Wasn’t really a question. I don’t want to deal with my ex who just came in.  Come play with me.”
    “Oh, okay”
    *both proceed to have an awesome time and someone, probably the ex, gets hit with a pool cue* AU

[Are these prompts?  Are they AUs? Are they ficlets?  I dunno, you decide]
{I see some of these as like little fan comics - like the gum one (>~<  )}
[Make sure to tag me if you post one… I WANT TO READ IT! *satanized grabby hands*]

His Shirt (Taehyung x Reader)

Someone requested a Taehyung smut scenario, so that is exactly what I am giving you guys. This smut was also the winner of the little game that we recently played together (#3). Hope you all enjoy~


“You’re trying to seduce me, aren’t you?”

A loud snort escaped from you as you felt your boyfriend finally sink into bed after a very long day.

“You wish. I was just too hot in my pyjamas.”

Taehyung made himself comfortable, snuggling into your back and flinging his arm around your waist to pull you closer. Inhaling your sweet familiar scent, he tugged at the bottom of the obviously too big shirt that was hanging on to your shoulders for dear life.

“So you thought that wearing one of my shirts would be cooler?”

Twirling the white fabric around his finger, he gently blew on the nape of your neck before pressing his lips against the exposed skin, making you shiver in response.

“It is, especially since I am wearing nothing underneath.”

You could picture the stupid smirk he had on his face without even having to turn around to see it. With eyebrows raised he slowly slipped his hand underneath his your shirt, drawing small invisible shapes on your warm tummy with his cold fingers.

“Oh really.”

You were too distracted by how low and sexy his voice sounded whenever he was turned on to notice him progressively making his way upwards. With a swift movement his hand found its place on your breast, giving it one or two playful squeezes before you managed to push it away.

“Yah! Stop it. It’s too hot for that kind of stuff.”

He whined at your resistance, but allowed you to push his reluctant hand away for the moment. Obediently returning his arm to its previous spot on your waist, he nudged his nose against the shell of your ear.
“What kind of stuff? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just trying to hug my girlfriend.”

Once again, you snorted. This time at his faked innocence.

“Do you normally touch people’s boobs when you hug them?”

He pressed himself against you, nuzzling into your neck as his naughty hand sneakily returned to its attack on your naked and defenceless boob.

“Well, if the person is my girlfriend, then yes.”

A soft moan rewarded him as he slowly traced tight circles around your sensitive nipple. Taking the hardened bud between his thumb and index finger, he began to toy with it, twisting and tugging to get the best response from you.

All the while, his lips were glued to your neck, scraping his teeth against your skin every once in a while just to hear you let out a little whimper of his name. You could feel his hardening member as his hips rolled into your bum.

Releasing your poor and now slightly swollen nipple, his hand began to wander downwards. A frown pressed against your neck as his hand hit the band of your underwear. With a low annoyed growl, he slipped one of his fingers underneath, lifting it and letting it go. 


You heard it snap against your skin. Rolling over to lay on your back, you looked over to see him pouting.


One of his fingers curled around the elastic band and tugged it down.

“You said ‘nothing.’”

Chuckling, you smiled brightly up at him.

“You seriously thought that I wasn’t wearing any underwear?”

You lifted your hips up off of the mattress to assist him as he hurriedly tore your panties off.

“You know they just get into my way.”

Giggling at how genuinely upset and disappointed he sounded, you sat up and brought your fingers to the hem of his your shirt. His eyes followed you as you pulled it up and over your head, tossing it somewhere on the floor before returning to your previous position on your back.

Taehyung settled himself between your legs, pushing them apart before experimentally running a single digit along your lower lips. The smug look sketched across his face clearly showed how please he was with himself for getting you so wet so quickly.

Eyes carefully watching yours, two of his long fingers circled your entrance before pushing in. Once up to the knuckles, both fingers curled and pressed against your slick walls. A string of curses flowed from your mouth when he found that special spot inside of you that made your toes curl. 

He repeatedly pushed against it, soaking in all of the moans that he elicited out of you as he brought his unoccupied hand to his own throbbing need. Slipping his boxers down far enough to free his erection, he tightly gripped his hard member and pumped it in time with the fingers thrusting inside of you.

Eyebrows drawing together and teeth sinking into his bottom lip, he watched you as your hips moved to match his digits’ movements. With every motion, he imagined that it was his penis buried deep inside of you and not his fingers. 

Catching the look of pure lust and desperation flashing in his eyes, you dropped your hand down to slow his wrist. He looked up at you, confused that you would want him to stop.

“Please. I’m more than ready. Fuck me, Tae.”

Sliding his fingers out of you and giving his member a few final pumps, he positioned himself at your dripping core. He did not wait for you to adjust to his length as he began roughly pounding into you after the first thrust. Your nails digging into his back making him realise this and slow his movements.

“Oh shit, _____. I’m sorry. It’s hard to hold back. I’ve been waiting for this all day.”

Your legs securely wrapped around his hips, forcefully pulling him closer to your centre and causing his penis to plunge deeper inside you, making you shamelessly moan in pleasure.

“It’s fine. Oh god, please don’t stop.”

His lips met yours in a sloppy yet passionate kiss as he slowly pulled himself almost all the way out before slamming back into your tightness. He repeated this motion over and over until he had you screaming his name along with a blur of curses.

Breaking away from your red lips, Taehyung buried his face into your neck. You felt a huff of air against your skin with every thrust as they became more powerful. Spreading your legs even further apart, you allowed him to reach deeper inside of you. 

He knew that he had once again found the especially sensitive spot inside of you when you let out a high pitched whine of his name. Angling his thrusts, the head of his cock continued to rub against it, driving you crazy. 

With the pace that you were going at, it wouldn’t be long before both of you came undone. Feeling his own orgasm rapidly approaching, Taehyung’s fingers danced over your clit, flicking and pinching the swollen nub as he continued to ram inside of you with shallower, but quicker thrusts.

Walls pulsing, you felt your own orgasm wash over you, but his fingers did not let up on your clit. His fingers continued to slowly circle around your hypersensitive bundle of nerves, making your whole body thrash and spasm underneath him. Your vagina tightened from the over stimulation, increasing the pressure around his throbbing member, and, with a few final thrusts, he was spilling into your hot core.

He collapsed on top of you, shaky breaths racking both of your chests as you came down from your highs. He pressed his mouth just bellow your ear as he whispered just how much he loved you with every exhale. 

Your fingers lazily ran through his messy and tangled hair as his cheek rested against your soft bosom. Breath finally returning to normal, the two of you fell asleep just like that, with his body protectively smothering yours in a warm and sweaty embrace.

Introducing people to your favorite films/shows is so stressful. I’m paranoid that they’re not going to like it, so I’m sitting there mentally coaching the movie on like “come on, you have to impress them or they’re going to think I’m an idiot!”