#i forgot to tag this as sh haha

[kolomo]

➝ rokuta kamado in episode three of the mugen train arc.

#i simply love little babies thats all #oh sh*t i forgot i need to do like heaps of tags haha <33333333 #demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #rokuta kamado #kamado rokuta #tanjiro kamado #kamado tanjiro #knysource #kny-network #knyedit #animeedit #dailyanime #shounenedit #anisource #anime #allanimanga #fyanimegifs #fymanganime #ufotable #mine

[bnhasalt]

Long post time

Okay unpopular opinion I guess but I. Really don’t like the takes I’m seeing in the anti B*ku tag right now. Particularly about M*tsuki.And I know she’s a character I haven’t talked about extensively on this blog, because it’s true that depending on what way you choose to dissect mha as a piece of media,[either by judging it on the basis of the content in-universe (ex: character a’s actions were affected by character b’s) or by judging it based on the real life aspect of it (ex: the author did this because x)], M*tsuki really can be pretty divisive.  On one end you have people saying that M*tsuki being abusive is what caused B*kugo to turn out... like that.. And use that as a justification of his behavior.  Then on the other end you have people saying ‘hey- no! Her hitting him was clearly just a joke- it was slapstick! the author clearly didn’t intend her to be interpreted as abusive so you shouldn’t blame her character at all! B*kugo is the ONLY one at fault’ And see, I don’t find either of these opinions fully correct. But since my main criticisms of the series have to do with B*kugo , and a lot of people in the anti side of the fandom subscribe to the second idea, I DID turn a blind eye to it for a rather long time. However when I see people actively DEFENDING HER, and saying her actions aren’t abuse at all? That’s when I have to put my foot down.  So. Ahem. Let’s clear a couple things up.

𝙄 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝘾𝙃𝙊𝙊𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊 𝘼𝙉𝘼𝙇𝙔𝙕𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙈𝙀𝘿𝙄𝘼, 𝙃𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘼 𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙇𝘿 𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝙇𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎 𝘼𝘽𝙐𝙎𝙀, 𝙒𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙏 𝙊𝙍 𝙉𝙊𝙏. ’corporal punishment’ or whatever you want to call it is nothing but a shitty little scapegoat. Every single expert on the subject of child psychology (and psychology in general as well) - they’ve been screaming for ages how it’s a terrible way to raise a child, that only leads to trauma , the child becoming reclusive and -unlike what any abuser likes to claim- loosing respect for the perpetrator, either becoming hateful towards them or living in fear of them. (some sources: l. II. III.)

And if you’re still on the authorial intent intent train wondering just WHY I’m saying it shouldn’t be justified that way, let me phrase it like this:   H*rikoshi also intended for 𝙈*𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙖 to be just a comic relief character and nothing more, yet we still all seem to be in collective agreement that he’s actually a disgusting pervert and a danger to all the girls in ua.  Again: Authorial intent does NOT matter when the content itself is harmful. I’m hot telling you to crucify H*rikoshi over this, what I’m saying is that critical thought needs to be applied here.  If you think that the sexualization of the students,  M*neta’s entire existence, and scenes like the one where B*kugo throws the sharp bit at M-doriya and makes him bleed are bad/harmful even though they weren’t intended as such, there is no reason whatsoever to excuse M*tsuki from being judged the same way. If anything, it reads like this abusive behavior is being excused so the ‘’B*kugo is just a terrible person by himself, don’t bring anything/anyone else into it’’ narrative can be furthered. And because the abuse portrayed is ‘not bad/severe enough’ that’s apparently an acceptable take to make.  But not all abuse looks like the T-doroki family. Not all abusers are End*avors or Ov*rhauls. And just because the victim isn’t a Sh-to or an E-ri (see: a good person with the typical signs of trauma) , it doesn’t change the fact that they were abused. To imply otherwise is to undermine both the range of effects abuse has on real people, and those people’s experiences as a whole. So to sum up the first part of this post, say it with me kids: 

Good? good. So at this point you may be thinking ‘’so what then? If you do think that B*kugo was abused, does that mean you find his behavior justifiable?’’ And the answer to that is:

Haha, NO.

See, being abused doesn’t grant anyone saint status. Just how you can be abused and turn out an amazing person, you can also be abused an turn out an absolute sack of shit. At that point the abuse may explain the behavior, but it does not under any circumstances justify it.  (And no, young age doesn’t justify it either. Yes teenagers - young adults do get a bit more room for error generally speaking, but when they commit horrendous acts that doesn’t change jack shit about the magnitude of the act or how it affects others.) From a certain point on people are fully responsible for their own actions and you can’t pin their every error on something from their past (especially if they’re not even TRYING to correct said errors, or if the error itself is unforgivable). To conclude- The point of this post isn’t to show that either of these characters is morally ‘better’ or ‘worse’ than the other , but to point out that BOTH of them can be bad at the same time for different reasons, without using one’s behavior to justify the other’s, or ignoring one’s to attack the other. With the added secondary suggestion to analyze media from various angles for the most objective results in any critique. . . . Ps: i forgot to say anything about the couple of people i saw saying that B*ku deserves the beatings from his mom, so let me add it here. :) ahem. I do not CARE that the bastard is my most hated character of all time, I WILL manifest inside your house and drink your bone marrow like a fucking soup, FUCKING LISTEN TO WHAT YOU’RE SAYING FOR ONE DAMN SECOND P L E A S E-

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[can-childe-step-on-me]

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Okay, this demented carrot child always comes first in his year in practically every subject in Liyue Academy without breaking a sweat.

Then you came along from Mondstadt School for Gifted Students and came in first place, with Childe 1 mark behind you

This is obviously a huge blow to him, because no one has ever upstaged him and over 1 stupid mark too! 

School is shit too, so everyone makes a big deal out of it too

Childe swears to god that if he heard one more, “But you were always first place!” he is going to drown the school

As long as you didn’t beat him in P.E, you were safe from his wrath-

*Insert a visual representation of you wiping the floor with the poor boy’s ass in dodgeball*

You didn’t really make a big splash (haha) on your arrival to school as it was test week, but students flocked around you and Childe wishes that your innocent face were a little less cuter so that he could smash it in

He went up to you a few times too, looking for a fight that you tactfully avoided because feral children like Childe are to be ignored

You get bombarded with height jokes every ten seconds, and sometimes, a little whale doodle in found in the corner of your neat notes (in pencil, he doesnt hate you that much)

He becomes really studious at this point, taking notes in classes instead of daydreaming or playing Angry Bards on his phone 

“Joint first place...” You two mutter in disbelief, “JOINT FIRST PLACE?!” 

This is your breaking point too, this stupid orange beanpole cannot equal you in anyway

YOU DID NOT SUFFER A MONTH OF: “Can you reach that?” and variations of “Is the air more polluted down there?” Just for him to TIE with you

You look at him, his blue eyes shining with both fury and the thrill of a competition, both of you share an “It’s on”

This is it, boys. This is w a r

You and Childe squabble more often, perhaps not physically but there was this one time you tried to kick the back of his knees when he used you as an armrest

“You look a little tense down there, do you want a massage?” “I’ll massage your fucking neck-” “If you can reach it, that is.”

P.E is filled with sexual tension.

School is shit, so some of your classmates start shipping it

And though you deny it, and say that you would never date a note-sabotaging hooligan, you realise Childe incredibly gorgeous 

He knows you're beautiful too, which makes competition harder because sometimes he just daydreams about to next wrestling match you have with him. It's not because he likes you or anything he just looks forward to flirting fighting with you!

Then comes D-Day, the day when Childe got the message that he has a raging crush on you

So his brother Teucer, who's in primary school, is found crying in the school playground because he accidentally dropped the notebook his brother gave him into a puddle by none other than you 

You comfort him with chocolate and pick up the notepad, looking at the smudged ink that onced used to be a tutorial on multiplying fractions

Huh, this handwriting is familiar, and that whale doodle-  

Holy shit Childe writes notes for his brother? That’s?? So?? Cute??

Speak of the devil, hear comes the red head, his observant eyes catching the red rings under the small boy’s eyes

He grabs your collar, “What did you do to my brother?” 

Childe has never laid a hand on you before and doesn’t really overstep your boundaries, but if anyone touches his precious brother they will pay

Teucer looks at you two and nearly chokes on his chocolate, “They didn’t do anything! I just dropped-“

Small bub starts crying again and Childe hugs him, “Don’t worry Teucer, I'll write you more! I kinda forgot how to multiply fractions anyway!” He lies.

You’re on your way to the city centre, and since that’s close to where rich boy and rich boy jr lives, they tag along with you

“Thanks, y/n. Sorry for grabbing your collar, are you hurt?” He sheepishly scratches the back of his head, a little ashamed of losing his cool.

“I’m good. I never knew you had a brother!” You reply and Teucer jumps.

“Oh, is this the classmate you were talking about!? The one that beat you-” “SH-SHU-SHUSH TEUCER-”

And basically the rest of the day Teucer blabs about Childe’s crush on you

Childe just finds it adorable how you giggle at Teucer’s antics and how you speak so cutely and sofogohoho everything-

After that event, you kind of realise how nice Childe is

Like buying lollies for his senior, Zhongli during the summer

And sometimes he makes sure you eat well because he “can’t be happy when he beats you when you're not at your full capacity.”

He makes more height jokes, but they're in a gentler context now? Like, “You’re so angry and tiny, I should start calling you pocket rocket.” 

You’re slowly getting whipped for him too though. Sure, he draws those damn whale chibis in your notebook, but they have a little winky face and a heart now.

You don’t rub them out anymore, they’re too cute-

Childe burns himself out a lot, so you let him rest on your shoulder during free period and make sure he’s hydrated 

He’s whipped x2 now, good job

So now you guys go on study dates, and he’ll occasionally quiz you.

If you get something wrong, he gently flicks you on the forehead 🥺 But not too hard because “Competing against a person with dead brain cells is bad sportsmanship.”

Childe becomes more touchy (think chemistry, as time increases, the affection this boy has for you increases) like keeping you on one side of the road and ruffling your hair.

Everyone except you two know that you two are gonna be endgame at one point.

So 120000 coffee dates later, you ask him if he’s single or not (He’s popular with the ladies, gents and the non binary folk) and he shakes his head 

You twiddle your fingers and ask him out

Apparently, according to rumours, Childe is really harsh or incredibly sympathetic in terms of rejection.

Hoping to take the fall gently, you shut your eyes, but instead you feel your hands getting squeezing and you’re met with a red, flustered face 

Childe lets out a “Yes!” which comes out more shy than his usual coy tone of voice.

Ya’ll he’s so nice to you? He’ll still wrestle you and bully you about your height, but it’s so endearing?

So two new highschool sweethearts walk into school hand in hand all bubbly and lovey dovey. 

You both stare at the scoreboard of grades in your year...

You watch the colour drain from Childe’s face and when you look you feel like screaming...

“Joint... First... Place... AGAIN?!”

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[ikeservant]

Hello!! ^_^ I hope you don’t mind me requesting! I was wondering, how would the Azuchi warlords react to Reader defending her best friend who is being cheated on? Like basically the Reader literally FIGHTS the cheater and the girl he was cheating on the best friend with tries to step in, but Reader fights her too? I’m sorry if this is a bit much, I just love your headcanons and am curious to see how you imagine this xD Thank you! 😚💖

I would definitely throw hands with someone cheating on my best friends. For each of these scenarios the other girl, who was also their friend, knows that the man was dating the reader’s best friend. I always feel bad when the other girl gets beat up on if she didn’t know anything either. I’ve been writing a lot of feisty mc-based content lately and I’m here for it lol XD

Nobunaga-Nobunaga noticed you STOMP in your shared tenshu, putting on your sturdy shoes, and gruffly saying “I’ll be back late.” “What is the problem, fireball?” “My best friend’s boyfriend decided to add another woman into his life, so I’m going to help her subtract a kneecap from his life.”  Nobunaga gives an amused smile to your determination, deciding to give you a bamboo sword and escort you so you or your best friend don’t get into legal trouble. Your best friend shows up and tells you where her ex and ex friend are. You give a swift kick through the door, breaking it. “Oh it seems that you forgot to invite us to the dinner date. Now apologize to my bestie OR ELSE.” Enraged, the man stomps towards you to try to shove you out, but you sweep the bamboo sword directly to his knee, forcing him to kneel. “APOLOGIZE.” The other girl had the audacity to step in, saying “He did nothing wrong! He loves me more than her.” You see RED after that, stomping to her and smacking her, “and how could YOU do this to your friend? You are utter scum! APOLOGIZE” *smacks her on leg to put her on her knees*. As the man got up, ready to try to restrain you, Nobunaga decided to make his presence known. “Everybody settle down. We are going to settle this in a civilized manner. I had a talk with (best friend) and totaled up the damage you need to repay to her. She’s had to call off work several days to care for you when you got sick, so you shall repay her with those lost wages.” “I can’t pay that back right now!” “Then you must get working.” Nobunga gave a haughty smirk, setting the fear of god in the man’s soul before he reluctantly agrees. After making sure your friend got home safely and Nobunaga and you walked home, Nobunaga praised you for your fiery attitude and how it made his heart ignite. (lets say you two might get heated in another way when you get home).

Hideyoshi- He went into town looking for you after getting off his shift early, wanting to see if he could help you with shopping. However, he witnessed you consoling your best friend at the tea shop. “Where is he? We’re going to settle this and make sure he gets the point.” You stand up, slamming your hands on the table, eyes filled with rage. Hideyoshi walked over, asking what is going on. After you explained that you were going to kick the cheater’s ass and make him apologize, Hide was alarmed cuz he did NOT want you to get into an fight and get hurt. “I agree what he did was awful but do you think there is another way that won’t result in a physical fight?” “No.” He sighed, but little did he know that the cheater and his other lady, who was a friend of you and your bestie, were walking towards the tea shop. As soon as you noticed, you paced on over, Hideyoshi going after you to make sure you don’t get hurt. “Oh so you’re okay to cheat in broad daylight? Then you should be okay with getting your arm dislocated in broad daylight.” You quickly pulled his arm out of socket, causing him to shout. “Hey you’re taking this too far!” the other woman said. “Oh I think you took things too far when you slept with your friend’s man.” The woman tried shoving you, you grabbed her wrists and pulled her in to ram your head into hers, knocking her to the ground.” The man rose up and grabbed his knife to try to get at you, but Hideyoshi swiftly kneed him in the gut, a glare in his eyes. “Betraying the trust of your woman is despicable, but you trying to lay a hand on (reader) is the worst thing you could’ve done. You will be charged for attempted assault with a weapon on an unarmed woman.” After the altercation and making sure your best friend is okay, Hideyoshi let out a weary sigh. “Never do that again.” “I will stop if men stop cheating. I’m glad I’ll never have to beat you up.” *cue Hide blush cuz you trust him that much*

Ieyasu- Ieyasu knew you were HEATED that your friend’s man was a two timing cheater, but he didn’t know you had malicious rage pent up. As you and Ieyasu went into the neighborhood to deliver medication, you bump into the cheater and the former friend. “Oh its you, (reader). What are you doing here?” he asked snidely. “Oh I’m here to deliver cream to help with your guys’ herpes. They say filthy cheaters get the worst genital warts.” Ieyasu is internally proud of your sass. “Tch stop playing as your friend’s bodyguard. She’s not worth it.” That was met with a swift punch to the jugular. “Hey back off!” the other lady stepped in, shoving you back, which was met with a jab to the nose. “I think you made your point. Lets move on.” Satisfied, you started walking away until the cheater got up, “You bit-“, Ieyasu covered his mouth, a cold glare daring him to continue, which led to the cheater and woman cowering away. “Thanks for stepping in. I still wish they got more punishment.” “I may have thrown a laxative pill in his mouth when I covered his mouth. By accident.” Your devious smile shined, “Did I ever tell you I love you.” “Sh-shut up, we have deliveries to make.”

Masamune- Eating sweet buns at the tea shop, you both were on a date when you noticed your best friend’s man with your other friend. Observing suspiciously, you saw them giggling and then they kissed. It was CLEAR what was going on and you were ready to expose his ass. “You look like a cat ready to pounce? What do you see?” “I found a tomcat sneaking around and it looks like this tomcat needs to get neutered.” You walked up to their table as they were giggling. “Haha! What’s so funny guys?” “Hey how about you mind your own business. Nobody’s gotta get hurt in this if you pretend you didn’t see anything.” “If you have the audacity to cheat where the whole world can see, then let the world see me squash your manhood.” You stomped right on his man bits. As he was cowering, Masamune was HOWLING with laughter, enjoying every moment of his kitten unleashing her rage. “You just have to take everything too far, huh?” the other girl piped up. “Not as far as you did in the betraying your best friend department.” You stomped on her hand, causing her to shriek. “That was for (best friend).” As you straightened yourself to walk away, you threatened them to stay away from your best friend or else they’d get more damage. Masamune offered them a toothy grin. As you guys walked away, he was laughing and praising you, thinking that was the coolest and hottest thing he’s seen you do.

Mitsuhide- You knew he’d point out all of the flaws of your plan if you brought up your rage and determination to get back at your best friend’s cheating boyfriend, but little did you know he already knew and was one step ahead of you. When you entered where the cheater worked, Mitsuhide was already waiting outside the place. Before you could walk away, he stopped you. “I know what you’re going to say, Mitsuhide but-“ “You think I’m here to stop you? Heaven’s no. Little innocent me is just going to give an ‘honest’ testimony in case he tries to press charges.” You smiled at him before entering the shop, where only he and the other woman were there, giggling. “Wow a lot of the stuff here is cheap, just like you two.” “I think I upgraded. If you were dating (best friend) you would’ve left he-“ before he could finish, you grabbed a metal bar and swung it right at his ribs, knocking the air out of him. “Don’t even think about it, you backstabber” you grabbed the other woman’s arm before she could take a swing at you, hitting her with the bar, making her fall down. As the man was still heaving, Mitsuhide all of the sudden appeared in front of him. “Oh my what is going on? You two are gaining up on an innocent woman?” “What? No! She attacked us! She has a weapon, we don’t!” “Oh really, then why do you have a dagger in your hand?” “I don’t have a-“ he looked down at the store dagger Mitsuhide planted in his hand while he was on the ground. “Assaulting a customer, especially after being charged twice in your record for aggravated assault? This isn’t going to look good on your record. Neither for you or your accomplice.” As you and Mitsuhide began walking away, the man shouted “You deceivers!” “Takes one to know one, dick nips. Unless you want to be thrown in prison, we can let this all slide as long as you never disturb my best friend. Got that?” He reluctantly nodded his head. Mitsuhide was very impressed his little mouse could be a devious genius. Wants to tag team for revenge schemes and make out with you more than before.

Mitsunari- You were walking with Mitsunari at the market when your best friend comes running to you crying. She explains that she saw her man making out with one of her other friends in an alleyway, fleeing the scene before they saw her. You wanted to stomp on them SO BAD, so you sat down your favorite strategist and brainstormed where a secret couple would hide out at and surprise them. He deduced the ideal location, which was on the outskirts of town where few frequented. When you saw the cheater, you took off your sandal and chucked it with all your might, hitting him on the back of the head and making him see stars. “Hey back off my man!” the other woman tried stepping in until you took off your other sandal “Don’t worry this sandal has your name on it too.”, chucking it right at her face. “What the hell are you thinking?” the man got up. “I’m thinking how people shouldn’t get away with cheating on their partner and betraying their friend without a price. The price being a beatdown.” Mitsunari just stood there smiling, radiating sunshine and admiration for how cool and brave you were being. You grabbed the man’s kimono, drawing him forward and kneeing him in the tummy, causing him to hunch over in pain. “Next time you hurt my best friend, you’re injuries will be more permanent.” As you walked away, the man tried grabbing your sleeve, but Mitsunari swiftly came in, bending his wrist backwards. “My apologies but if you try touching lady (y/n), you will face consequences”, Mitsunari gave a chilling smile before letting go, grabbing your hand and walking away to find some good books in town with you.

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikesen hc #ikesen headcanon

[tarontherocketman]

Mr Madden | Madderton Teacher AU | Chapter 1

Ok SO, here’s the first chapter, I know it’s boring and short but just bear with me I didn’t want to jump straight into the action and drama because I genuinely haven’t written fanfiction since I was a teenager (I’m 22!) so I needed to familiarise myself with writing again and re-establish my writing style it’s a little bit choppy right now but I’ll get there over the next few chapters! Anyway, here goes! lowkey nervous that it’s been too long since I wrote and everyone will hate it

Taron sat in an empty classroom chewing mindlessly on the end of a pen, a stack of unmarked homework in front of him that he was already 95% sure he would be taking home with him tonight if this day didn’t get any better. Why did Drama students even need to do homework like this? They have enough homework from all the other classes, Drama should be their slice of freedom and self expression for the week, that’s how Taron saw it anyway. Of course, he could never say this aloud, he had to follow the system regardless of whether he liked it or not. After a small argument in his head about staying focused, Taron finally put pen to paper and began to write, not even writing one single letter before-

“For fuck sake,” he groaned quietly, forcing himself out of the chair and kicking it back behind him as he got up and walked to the door and around the building to the window he had just spotted it out of, another fight.

“Ok break it up lads come on,” he said sternly, not even needing to fully intervene with the wannabe hard nut year 7s. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Sorry Sir!” they both said hurriedly as they scuttled off around the corner, afraid of receiving a detention. Taron rolled his eyes and sauntered back to his classroom, not even reaching the door before deciding he needs a coffee before he can even think of marking more homework. At this thought, he veers away from the door to the drama block to head toward the main building to the teachers lounge, muttering a polite “alright” accompanied with a small nod to the students greeting him as he walked down the hallway. Said students, of course, being girls. The girls all had a thing for him and he knew it, he saw the way they all gushed at him. Little did they know. 

“Have you seen the new History teacher?” a girl in the hallway squealed to her friend as she stood leaning against the wall, phone in one hand, bright pink bedazzled water bottle in the other. Taron’s ears pricked up, new History teacher? he thought, picking up the pace to the staff room to find out what was going on. Once he arrived, he pushed the door handle and poked his head round the door before fully entering. That’s when he saw him.

New History teacher, indeed..

In front of his eyes was the most gorgeous blue eyed man he had ever seen, thick lush brown hair with just the right amount of curl, perfect body, nice legs-

“Ah, Mr Egerton! Meet Mr Madden, he’s just joined today to replace Mr Little in the History department!” the excessively perky Head Teacher exclaimed, waving rather over enthusiastically towards the blue eyed beauty.

“Richard,” he introduced, extending his hand to Taron.

Scottish, as if he wasn’t dreamy enough.

“I- nice to meet you, I’m Taron, Drama,” Taron just about spluttered out, going in for the handshake offered, looking to the floor for lack of a better place to look without dying inside a little. Taron mentally pinched himself, he knew he needed to stop feeling like this. He vowed to himself as soon as he got this job that he’d keep out of anything of this sort, the last thing he needs is the entire school finding out he’s gay, so with this in mind he generally keeps his head down and lays low. Does his job, goes home. He can’t get soft for a teacher now after he’s come this far without screwing up and letting his guard down.

“Drama? I admire your confidence,” Richard commented with a smile. Taron chuckled softly.

“Not your thing?” he asked.

“Nah, just getting in to teaching was far enough out of my confidence zone! It’s done me a lot of good though- sorry I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this,” Richard stopped himself suddenly, a bit flustered.

“No no don’t worry,” Taron assured, “coffee?” he offered, gesturing as he walked over to the small staff coffee machine to make his own.

“Yeah would love one, thanks” Richard replied. Taron grabbed an extra mug for Richard, pouring two coffees from the pot that had already been prepared by the other staff who were coming and going from the cosy staff room. Taron handed Richard a coffee and the two naturally gravitated to a pair of chairs sat by the window.

“So, History?” Taron sparked up a conversation.

“Yeah!” Richard laughed softly, habitually rubbing the back of his neck. “I just got interested in it I guess, not sure I remember how..” he began to trail off, taking a long sip of coffee, “I actually used to be interested in acting.”

“Ahh my speciality,” Taron smirked, “what happened to that?” Richard sighed heavily, taking another sip of coffee.

“Ah I just don’t have the confidence,” he admitted.

“That’s fair enough mate, takes a lot of that I have to admit,” Taron nodded slowly, “never know, maybe one day!” Richard looked down and made a small ‘hmm’ sound with a smile. The pair sat in peace finishing their coffee before Richard placed his hands on his legs and sighed, signalling that it was time for him to get going.

“First class?” Taron asked gently.

“Yeah..I’m really nervous not gonna lie,” Richard confessed, feeling his cheeks go slightly pink.

“Aw don’t worry mate you’ll be absolutely fine, first one’s the worst. Do you have another teacher there observing you?”

“I do, and I’m not sure if that’s making me feel better or worse,” Richard replied, Taron laughed and nodded in agreement.

“I’ll walk you there if you like?” he offered.

“I would actually love that I’m still finding my way around,” Richard replied gratefully, standing up to put his coffee cup in the sink and walk to his new classroom with Taron, making small talk on the way there such as ‘what are the students like?’ or ‘are the other teachers nice?’ questions which Taron had elaborate answers for but not enough time to tell all his stories about, which resulted in him awkwardly asking Richard if he would maybe want to meet up for a drink at some point so he can “tell him his many stories”. Richard quickly agreed, which actually surprised Taron.

“Great, yeah, cool, I’ll talk to you soon then and we can..you know, arrange..something,” Taron stumbled very ungracefully and not near as smoothly as he thought that would sound in his head before he said it, inwardly facepalming.

“Yeah yeah good shout, see you later,” Richard smiled warmly, disappearing into his new classroom, pretending not to be trembling ever so slightly.

Later that night

Taron was curled up at the end of his sofa, iPad in his lap ready to open Facebook to try and find Richard and have a small social media stalk just to see his face again, those big blue eyes were calling him. He racked his brain for his surname, what was he introduced as? It definitely began with an M. He began typing ‘Richard M’ hoping facebook would magically know who he was searching for, but Richard was too common of a name. 

“Mm…M…Mmm, ma?” he thought aloud before pausing suddenly, “Madden!” he sighed, rolling his eyes at his own forgetfulness. He typed in the name and found him pretty easily. Excitedly clicking on his profile and doing the obligatory flick through the profile pictures, short scroll down the feed, clicking on some pictures he’d been tagged in, asking himself if this was creepy or if everyone did it. Or both. He also mentally noted to himself to remind Richard that now he’s a teacher, changing his privacy settings would be a very smart idea, some of those students are crazy, especially for young male teachers like Richard and Taron.

Cute Taron thought to himself, zooming in on a group photo when he spotted Richard chilling in the far left of it. He came out of the picture and hovered his finger over the  ‘add friend’ button, wondering if it was too soon. At that moment, as if in some sort of cartoon or movie, the bread he had put in the toaster a few minutes ago suddenly popped up, making him jump and press the button by accident. How does that even happen? He definitely looked too eager adding him already but it was done now, no point cancelling the request in case Richard already had his phone in his hand, that would be even more weird. Taron put his iPad to the side to grab his toast, buttering it and bringing it back to the sofa, noticing his iPad light up with a message. He hurriedly sat down and ignored the toast he had just made, picking the iPad up hastily and opening the message.

1 new message: Richard Madden Richard: hey, again x

“Heh,” Taron chuckled, loving a guy that puts a single kiss at the end of a message, deciding he should reflect his message the same way.

Taron: hey you x

Taron flinched after hitting send, realising suddenly how weird that sounded.

Richard: ha, ‘you’ love that x

Taron: yea sorry wasn’t thinking haha x

Richard: no you’re fine it’s sweet! when are we going for that drink then? x

Taron: well when are you free?x

Richard’s typing bubble appeared, disappeared and reappeared quite a few times suggesting he was on the fence about his answer, a quirk which Taron found quite cute. 

Richard: ...tomorrow night?x

Taron: yep definitely up for that! How did your first day go by the way? Didn’t end up seeing you for the rest of the day x

Richard: yeah was all good definitely didn’t need to be as nervous as I was x

Taron: nice one knew you’d smash it mate! Anyway I better eat the toast that I forgot about and get to bed, bright and early for school tomorrow!x

Richard: I know right feels weird saying school tomorrow again but as a teacher now not a student, sure I’ll get used to it, night T x

“T, I like that..” Taron thought, should he nickname Richard too? It only seemed fair..

Taron: night Rich x

Taron lay his iPad down on the table for the last time that day, shovelling toast in his mouth before taking his plate to the kitchen to wash up and get settled for bed, trying to ignore the slight feeling of butterflies in his stomach every time he thought about his drink with Rich the following night, this might be a doorway into the exact thing he promised himself not to do when he started this job, but he couldn’t resist. 

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all.....all of the fanfic asks :>

Hey! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

1. If you’re an author, how many WIPs do you currently have? (Be honest!)

Two, if I only count the ones that have at least part of an actual scene written for them and which I still intend to finish someday. (Because otherwise, they're not works in progress, are they? :P) Three if I count the one that's still in the idea stages but is starting to be fleshed out a bit more.

2. What’s next on your ‘to-read’ list? (Fan fiction or otherwise)

City of Stone and Silence by Django Wexler. Everyone, please give his books a try if you're into fantasy. They're so good. He's written for adults, middle grade, and YA, and all of it is fantastic. He's probably my second-favorite author atm (because I love Seanan McGuire and her writing too much to give the top spot to anyone else XD).

3. Do you prefer canonverse or AUs?

Yes.

(Seriously, I like both. I guess my very favorite would be canon divergence—where we're still in the canon universe but one or more things change)

4. What fandom’s/ship’s fan fiction do you read the most?

I don't think there's a clear winner? I bounce around a lot because I read too fast and am too picky with my preferences for one fandom to sustain me. I guess out of the fics I'm following that are still updating at least somewhat frequently, it'd probably be more-or-less a tie between BnHA and Trollhunters/Tales of Arcadia. But that only means, like, 5 – 6 fics each compared to 3 – 4 for most other fandoms, so. Not a big difference. ^^;

5. What’s a crackship you love?

I…can't think of any. ^^;

6. What’s the last thing you read that made you laugh?

I don't really remember. Maybe the newest October Daye book? Tybalt can usually make me smile even if he wasn't in this one much.

7. What’s the last thing you read that made you cry?

No idea. ^^; Probably a fanfic, but beats me which one it was.

8. Bed sharing or roommates AU?

Hmm…roommates, I guess?

9. Fake dating or arranged marriage?

Probably arranged marriage.

10. Mutual pining or enemies to friends to lovers?

Enemies to friends to lovers.

11. Kid fic or childhood friends?

This…depends a lot on how you define kidfic. If it's "the characters raise a kid together" then…I'm not all that interested in either, but I'd probably take childhood friends, depending on the plots of the individual stories. If it's "the adult characters when they were kids", then…they're almost the same thing, unless you're writing adult characters who grew up as childhood friends, and either way I have no real preference for either. If you define kidfic to include de-aging fics, then I'll take kidfic. Such a surprise, given my current WIP, I'm sure. :P

12. Friends with benefits or secret dating?

I guess secret dating, though I'm not fond of either.

13. Exes or established relationship?

Established relationship.

14. (For authors) Post a line of dialogue from one of your WIPs without context.

“Perhaps we should give him what he wants. There is no need for him to remain on the island when he is this desperate to leave.”

15. Post the last line you wrote without context.

Robin's neck prickled. That timing had been far too convenient. The librarian had likely known where the book was the entire time, if there was even a book at all.

(This is technically the last line I edited; the last new line I wrote was in the chapter I just posted and I have no idea which one it would be)

16. Describe your WIP that currently has the highest word count.

That would be Dissonant Echoes, so…The Straw Hats arrive on a mysterious island. Zoro disappears and comes back as a kid with strong negative reactions to the rest of the Straw Hats, and they have to find out what happened and try to fix things.

17. Describe a fic that is still in the ‘ideas’ stage.

A full AU, tentatively titled Praying to Embers. More-or-less modern times. Luffy and his friends come to an island on vacation (still working out which SHs come with him and which they'll meet there). They arrive just in time for a festival celebrating the island's god, Roronoa, and at the festival they meet Zoro, a local who Luffy ropes into being their tour guide. He's not very good at the guiding part, but Luffy's sure they'll be great friends, which is good for Zoro, because he's really going to need some friendly help soon, if he can learn to trust them before it's too late.

This is what I'll be writing after DE, barring a new idea taking me hostage unexpectedly.

18. Do you have a fic reading/writing routine?

Reading, not really, unless you count downloading fics to my kindle and doing most of my reading: in the bathroom, while waiting for laundry or food to be done, when I’m supposed to be sleeping, etc. Well, that and reading on the computer, trying to see the screen past my armful of big fluffy kitty while he kneads my neck and shoulders and arms and face. >.<; Writing, I like to have a cup of tea before I start, I guess? And usually some music.

19. What’s your favorite character headcanon?

I…can't think of any right now. ^^;

20. Do you have a favorite fanfic or author? If so, tag them/post a link and share the love!

I don't think I have a single favorite. I'm not sure I could even narrow it down to a half dozen, haha. But I'll link a few fics (not going to tag anyone because I don't know everyone's tumblr, if they even have one, plus that would be putting myself out there a bit more than I feel comfortable with atm. If one of the authors of these fics see this, I love your work and I'm sorry for being such a shy anxious mess ^^; ).

Going to keep it to one per fandom so this doesn't get obnoxiously long, though for most of them (looking at BnHA, Detective Conan, Coco, and ToA in particular), you can assume there are at least one or two other fics I like just as much as these.

From Muddy Waters, Boku no Hero Academia, by HLine

Want and Need, Fate/Zero x Fate/Stay Night, by Kiiam

The Case of the Missing Detective, Detective Conan, by Utukki

Don't Listen to Kafka (series), Tales of Arcadia, by Archaeopter-ace

A Pound of Flesh, Tokyo Ghoul, by notitlesapply

Population: 1, Voltron: Legendary Defender, by AvaBlook

El Camino a Casa, Coco, by Bookwormgal

The Human Mask, Natsume Yūjin-Chō, by harunekonya

Half of these are WIPs that haven't updated in years, which is really depressing T-T And I'm absolutely sure I forgot some, even limiting it like this, but they'll just have to wait for another time.

#Asks and replies #This was such a nice surprise! <3 #I've been thinking about you a lot lately #I hope you're doing okay ;u; #Thanks for the ask! #misfortuning

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Christmas Roadtrip Chapter 2

Prompt:  Christmas Prompt time! Logince fic human au where Roman is a broadway star who lives in Florida with his husband Logan and their son Thomas. Roman is trapped in New York on the day before Christmas Eve because a snow storm has cancelled all flights for the next week. He crashes in his New York apt resigned to a lonely Christmas. Then Logan crams all the Christmas decorations into their car with thomas and drives to New York to surprise him. (Bonus points if you can squeeze in Patton and Virgil)

A/N: Well, I’d meant to have this chapter up earlier, but I’ve been on my own little christmas trip, haha. Anyway, here’s the second part! Sorry for the little vague ending of the last one, i forgot to put any kind of indication that there was another part. so...here it is! 

Parings: Logince, Moxiety 

Warning: Almost cursing (again, can’t think of anything else, but please let me know if i need to tag anything) 

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Chapter 1 

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“Arizona! How many points is that Dad?”

“I believe that would be twenty, which brings your total to eighty,” Logan says, smiling slightly.

“Yes!” Thomas exclaimed and high fived Patton as Virgil groaned.

“Stupid west coasters,” Virgil muttered, but he was smiling.

Logan only shook his head. They’d been on the road for a few hours, and it seemed that Patton had prepared a bunch of road trip games to play. Apparently, Logan and Virgil were on one team, and Patton and Thomas were on another. Logan didn’t particularly care for the games, but Thomas was having fun, so he went along with it.

It was a license plate game where they tried to find cars from all the different states. Cars from states on the East Coast were ten points, since they were bound to be the most common ones. Mid-west states were twenty, and west coast was thirty. Each time a team saw a license plate from one state, they crossed that state off the list and looked for a new one. The point was to see how many points they could earn, but also how many states they could find.

“Oh! Oh! New York! Dad, that’s where we’re going!”

“Yes, it is. Also, another ten points.”

“Great eye kiddo!” Patton exclaimed.

“Minnesota! Ha!” Virgil shouted, pointing to a car in front of them.

If he was being honest, Logan was surprised Virgil was as interested into the game as he was. Then again, it was a rather good way to kill time.

“Where’s that?” Thomas asked.

“North, we’ll count it as one of the East Coast states,” Logan said. “I’ll show you on a map the next time we stop.”

“Okay,” Thomas said, and fell quiet. For a while, everyone was silent, presumably looking for more states. At least Logan thought that until he heard his son’s voice again.

“Dad?”

“Yes Thomas?” Logan asked.

“Papa won’t be mad that we’re coming to him, is he?”

A little startled at the question, Logan glances first at Virgil, then Patton. “Uh, well, I would hope not. He seemed very upset that he couldn’t come home for Christmas. I imagine he’ll be very happy.”

“Okay,” he said, but Logan could still hear an edge in his voice. Sure enough, after another few moments, he spoke up again. “But what if he didn’t want to come home? What if he wanted to stay in New York?”

“Thomas,” Logan said gently, “I can understand where your fears are coming from, but I’m sure that Papa will be very happy to see us. He loves us.”

In the rearview mirror, Logan saw Patton reach over and squeeze Thomas’s hand.

“Look!” Thomas exclaimed after a moment. “Mississippi! Ten points!”

Logan pulled into the rest stop and parked the car before turning around to look at Thomas. “Stay with one of us okay? And you can have one thing from the vending machine.”

“Okay Dad!” Thomas said, getting out. Logan got out as well, stretching. They’d been driving six hours at that point, with only one other stop, so he was eager to walk around for a bit.

“I’m gonna head to the bathroom, want to come with me Thomas?” Virgil asked.

“Yeah!” Thomas said, taking Virgil’s out stretched hand and walking with him to the building. Logan watched them for a moment before turning to go towards the vending machines.

“How are you doing?” Patton asked, catching up with Logan easily.

“I’m very exhausted. I’m eager to take a nap,” Logan told him honestly. He and Virgil were switching spots for a few hours before they stopped at a hotel. Logan would keep going if he could, but even he had to admit that he really needed some sleep.

Patton chuckled. “You look it. I meant about what Thomas said earlier.”

“Oh. That.” Logan sighed. “I don’t know, honestly. The thought hadn’t even occurred to me. Roman seemed genuinely upset about being stuck up there, and I feel that I would know if he were lying.”

Patton nodded along and stared down at the ground. “I think he’s just worried. He hasn’t seen Roman in months, it’s probably just that. He’s a little nervous to see him again.”

“Why would he? Roman is his father.”

Patton gave him a small smile. “Yeah, but it’s always a little nerve wracking to see someone for the first time in a long time, you know? Exciting, but also a little scary.”

“I suppose. I’d never thought about that before. I’m simply excited to see him,” Logan said.

Patton rolled his eyes. “Of course you are, but isn’t there a part of you that’s just a little afraid?”

Logan thought for a moment. “Perhaps, but the excitement far outweighs it.”

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Patton said, a little absentmindedly. “Thomas just needs to see him to be reassured.”

“He will soon.”

Patton smiled. “And in the meantime, we’ll try to keep him distracted with games. Long car rides are always the best place to think, which isn’t always a good thing.”

“I suppose that’s why Virgil is very into these little games?” Logan asked.

“Yep,” Patton grinned. “He likes to distract himself. Driving is good for him too.”

“Dad!”

Logan and Patton turned to see Thomas running towards them, Virgil not far behind. Logan smiled at his son, holding out his hand for Thomas to hold onto.

“Hungry?” Logan asked.

“Starving!” Thomas said, even though he’d already eaten half the snacks they’d brought with them (with some help from Patton).

“Well come on, let’s see what kind of snacks they have here.”

Virgil pulled into the parking spot outside their motel room. “Alright, rise and shine everyone, let’s get inside.”

Logan groaned as he sat up, rubbing his neck. He’d been sleeping for the past couple of hours, and in that time, the sky had darkened and the only light came from the headlights from the cars around them.

Suddenly, Logan’s phone rang. The sudden noise made everyone in the car jump.

“Sh—I mean, oh no, it’s Roman!” Logan said, his husband’s smiling face looking up at him.

“Well answer it!” Patton said.

“He wants to video chat! I can’t let him see the stuff in the back,” Logan said.

“It’s dark Logan, just answer it! He’ll be suspicious—and sad—if you don’t.”

Logan sighed but hit the answer button. “Hey love,” Logan said.

“Hi…wha…Logan? Where are you? I can’t see you.” Roman said, his grin turning into a confused frown.

“Oh, uh, hold on, I’m in the car at the moment,” Logan said. He flipped on a light, turning slightly so that the only thing in the back ground was the seat and a reflection from the window.

“The car? This late? Where were you?” Roman asked.

“Oh, Patton and Virgil treated Thomas and I to a movie night at the theater. The film was longer than we anticipated.” Logan quickly glanced at the time to make sure his lie wasn’t entirely unbelievable. It was only ten, so he figured that he could pull it off.

“Hi Roman!” Patton said.

“Oh, hello!” Roman said. “Where’s Thomas?”

“He’s asleep in the back seat,” Logan explained, seeing that their son was, in fact, fast asleep and leaning against Patton.

“Aw,” Roman’s face fell a little. “I was hoping I’d catch him before he went to bed…I figured I could tell him some Christmas stories.”

Logan smiled softly. “I’m sorry. Perhaps tomorrow night? I will make sure that he gets at least one story from you before he falls asleep.”

Roman smiled back and chuckled. “Not if it makes him stay up too late…”

“He’d stay up all night for one of your stories,” Logan said, “you know that.”

“You flatter me,” Roman said, rolling his eyes. He had a pleased smile on his face, though, and Logan knew how much the compliment meant to him.

“Hey, as cute as this is, I’m tired as hell—”

“Virgil! Language!”

“—and I’d really like to get some sleep.”

“I guess I should let you go...” Roman said, looking rather sad.

“I am also quite exhausted. Though I would like to spend more time on the phone with you. Give me a few minuets to get Thomas inside and in bed, alright?”

Roman smiled. “Yeah, of course. Tell him I love him.”

“Of course.”

“Bye Roman! Stay warm up there,” Patton said.

Roman laughed and shook his head. “I will Pat, I promise. Goodnight. And goodnight purple nightmare.”

“Yeah yeah.”

Logan smiled as he ended the call, then he stretched. “I think that went well.”

“Yeah, whatever, let’s just get inside and go to sleep,” Virgil said, opening the door.

Exchanging exasperated looks, Logan and Patton followed.

“Dad! Dad! It’s snowing!”

Logan shut his eyes tighter before squinting over at Thomas, who was shaking him excitedly. “It’s snowing, it’s snowing, it’s snowing!”

Rubbing his eyes, Logan sat up and looked towards the window. There was, in fact, white flakes coming down from the sky. Thomas got down from the bed and ran over to the window to pull the curtains back more, making Virgil hiss.

“Hey, it’s too early for light.”

“Oh hush, he’s excited,” Patton said, already awake and ready to go.

Virgil just groaned and pulled the blanket over his head.

Logan sighed and sat up fully, pulling out his phone. Indeed, the snow storm seem to have hit earlier than expected. It still had a few hours before things got bad, though. He calculated in his head for a moment and figured that if they moved quickly, they’d be able to get to New York before the storm got too bad.

“Alright, Virgil get up, we’ve gotta go.”

“Duuude just let me sleep,” Virgil grumbles.

“If we want to make it to New York in a timely manner, we need to leave soon,” Logan said, already pulling out a new set of clothes from his backpack.

“Will we be able to get to Papa?” Thomas asked.

“Yes, Thomas, I will make sure of it,” Logan said, just as his phone dinged. He unlocked it to find a picture from Roman’s apartment window, showing a similar sight as what was outside the motel window.

Roman: Snow hit early :(  guess it’s for sure now

Logan: I’m sorry love. We will try to make the most of it

Roman: Have you been around Patton too much?

Logan: It’s possible.

Roman: Good. Can I call and talk to Thomas?

Logan: Yes, of course

Roman: <3

Logan: Dork

Roman: <3

Logan: <3

Five hours later, Thomas was asleep in the back seat, this time with Virgil keeping him company. Patton was driving and Logan was dozing, trying to keep himself awake by listening to his favorite podcast. He was just starting to doze off, though, when he heard Patton gasp.

“Hey guys, we made it!” he exclaimed.

Logan took the earbuds out of his ears and sat up. Sure enough, there were skyscrapers in the distance, a sign directing them to New York City moving above them as they passed under it.

“Hey, Thomas, wake up,” Virgil said from the back.

“Hmmmm?” Thomas mumbled.

“Look.”

Logan looked back at Thomas in time to see his eyes light up in understanding. “We’re here?” He asked, hope in his voice.

“Not quite,” Logan said, “but we’re almost there.”

Thomas grinned.

“Do you have Roman’s address?” Patton asked.

“Yes, of course. Though be careful, it looks like the snowfall is getting heavier,” Logan warned. “I’d rather be a little off schedule then get into a wreck.”

“Don’t worry, Lo, I’ve got it under control.”

Logan just nodded and took a deep breath.

Almost there. They were almost there.

Roman walked with his shoulders hunched and his head down. The wind was starting to pick up and the snowflakes hit hard against his skin, despite the fact that he tried to cover every inch he could. He was grateful that they’d cancelled rehearsal for the day, though he loathed the fact that he had to walk back to his apartment. The last thing he needed was to lose his voice in the cold.

Mostly, Roman was just trying not to think about his family. About the fact that he wouldn’t be able to be there for Christmas, to read to Thomas before bed, or to wake up at the crack of dawn to Thomas jumping on their bed and screaming for them to come down stairs immediately.

Roman shivered, and he tried to push the thoughts away. They wouldn’t do anything except make him feel even lonelier.

As he neared his apartment building, he heard a group of people arguing.

“Yes, I’m quite sure that this is the right place.”

“You didn’t say that you needed a key to get in! Now what are we supposed to do?”

“We wait in the car.”

“Because that doesn’t look creepy.”

Roman sighed. Even complete strangers sounded like his family. Maybe he just needed to go inside and have a long phone call with Logan. That always seemed to cheer him up, at least for a little while.

“Wait, ask that guy, maybe he knows.”

Oh no, tourist.

Roman quickened his pace, but there was suddenly a hand on his shoulder. “Excuse me do you think you can—”

The stranger cut himself off when Roman looked up, and for a moment, Roman was confused until his mind processed who was standing in front of him. Roman pulled down the scarf he’d been using to cover his face.

“Logan?”

He grinned, the stupid, careless grin that was only ever reserved for Roman and occasionally Thomas. Then he threw his arms around Roman, who was so surprised that he took a step back to brace himself, making him slip on a piece of ice. The two fell into a snowbank, laughing.

“What on earth are you doing here?” Roman asked, looking up at Logan with what he knew was a stupid grin that matched his husbands.

“We decided to surprise you,” Logan said. “So surprise.”

Roman laughed and kissed Logan like, well, like he hadn’t kissed him in five months.

“Ewwww.”

The two chuckled and pulled apart. “IS that my little prince I hear?” Roman asked, sitting up as much as he could with Logan on top of him.

“Papa!” Thomas yelled and ran to them. Roman held out his free hand and wrapped his boys into a tight hug.

“Ew it’s cold,” Thomas said after a moment.

“Yes it is,” Logan said, pushing himself off of Roman and standing up. He helped Thomas to his feet first, then he reached for Roman.

Once they were all on their feet again, Roman wrapped his arm around Logan’s waist. “You’re here. I can’t believe that you’re here! Wha-how….” Roman shook his head.

Logan chuckled. “It was your sons’ idea,” he said.

“And what a marvelous idea it was!” Roman exclaims, ruffling Thomas’s hair.

Thomas looks up at him with big, bright eyes. “It was?”

“Of course it was.”

Thomas smiled and hugged Roman’s waist tightly, maybe a little too tightly. Roman only hugged him back and kissed the top of his head.

“Okay, as sweet as this is, we’re freezing our backends off out here, can we please go inside?”

Roman looked up. “Ah Virgil, always nice to see you’re bright and happy smile.”

“Suck it Princey.”

“Virgil,” Patton said in a chiding tone before smiling at Roman. “Hi Ro.”

“Hey Pat. And Dr. Gloom is right, we should get inside,” Roman said, noting how Thomas was starting to shiver. “Come on.”

Chapter 3 

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Tag game

Oof, this is so so late, but I am doing it! And thank you to the lovely @foxsoulcourt for tagging me!

LAST

drink: Water, we are being healthy children here 

phone call: My District Manager at work to discuss my transfer

text message: One of my best friends about his terrible life choices (jk but really binge watching a show for 14 hours straight? Boy get to sleep!)

song you listened to: I’m Over You by Bryan James (it may or may not have been on loop for a while)

time you cried: Last Thursday 

EVER

dated someone twice: Haha, yep. Didn’t work out, but we’re still friends

kissed someone and regretted it: Not yet!

been cheated on: Unfortunately

lost someone special: I think we all have, but such is life

gotten drunk and thrown up: Oh god no

fave colors? Sea green, storm gray, oh I can’t believe i almost forgot! Really any deep blue or purple, like how the night sky gets just before it’s almost black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE I?

made new friends: Multiple, and i am so greatly for all of the lovely people who have graced my life

fallen out of love: Not so much people. But things I believed I loved turned a little false, yes

laughed until you cried: Gosh, all the time. It’s awful, I call it my seal laugh because I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe and i’m just doubled over hitting a table or my leg to express my joy because that’s all I can do

found out someone was talking about you: Just two weeks ago! And honestly I hate that. Like if you’re gonna talk bad about me just do it to my face. I’ll find out one way or another, might as well be from you

met someone who changed you: Some good people, some not so good people. But I believe it was all for a reason

found out who your friends are: Yes

kissed someone on your Facebook friends list: Hmm... Well, I do not actually have a Facebook so I guess that would be a no

GENERAL

how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I guess I can clarify about FB here. My parents were always freaked out about the internet so never let me get one, and being a good child I never did- plus I was just not interested, so I just... never got around to it in adulthood. AND like whenever I needed to talk to a friend through FB I just used my parents page cause that was their solution, so there was no real need. But like, from the friends I had on my mom’s page yes, I know all of them irl

do you have any pets: SEVERAL AND I LOVE ALL OF MY FURRY CHILDREN! I have an 11yo poodle/terrier mix (mom was a poodle, dad was the terrier next door. Truly a scandal) named Bear and i love my grumpy old man to death; a 2yo boxer/husky mix we rescued that was originally supposed to be a lab which was a total lie named Nutmeg, but it’s okay I love my babe even if i can take her on a 3mi run and she’s still ready to run 3 more; an 8yo wonderfully affectionate and beautiful tabby cat named Willow; a 6 year old (oh my god, she’s 6, it feels like yesterday she was a satellite dish in a collar that meowed) purring machine tabby cat named Sage; and two beautiful girls. Lagertha and Gwenievere are two very playful and loving one year old dumbo eared rats

do you want to change your name: Eh, not really. I’ve had it for this long, might as well keep it

what did you do for your last birthday: Oh that was so fun. I went to the Melting pot (this fancy fondue place, so good) With a couple of friends and had a really great time, even though someone got me crayons as a gag gift (I.... hate, crayons with a PASSION, but she’s known me for like 10 years so of course I accepted.... hesitantly)

what time did you wake up today: Like 7:30? but i didn’t actually leave my bed until 9ish because don’t be fooled, I am not a morning person. I just run because I’m an idiot

what were you doing last night at midnight: Sleeping

what is something you can’t wait for: Figure out where life is taking me and then be a bomb ass bitch at it

what are you listening to right now: X&Y by Coldplay

have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I have, and he is a lovely person. Go talk to a Tom everybody, nice people

something that gets on your nerves: Horrible people. Like just those people that are horrible for no absolute reason. Like grow up, get a life, why do you have to make other people just because you’re unhappy. there are many people you could see for help and I have a number you can call if you need a recommendation 

most visited website: Probably a tie between Tumblr, Youtube, and Spotify

hair color: Well, naturally I am blonde but rn it’s a reddish auburn color (but hey, people ask me all the time if it’s my natural color so who knows maybe i was destined for this shade)

long or short hair: ish? It’s growing from a pixie (that I might go back to soon) so its like... not quite shoulder length yet but give it another month and we might be there

what do you like about yourself: You know what, i’m gonna give myself some love and say everything. Lol, but as a serious answer probably my personality/nature. I have a very big heart but am also incredibly sarcastic so it is a delicate balance 

want any piercings: SO many. I’m saving up to get my nose done soon (nostril) and later I’ll get my daith, helix, third piercing in my lobe, tragus, and maybe rook

blood type: Some kinda O? Honestly for someone who donates blood as much as I do, I should really know (but important blood donation note, if you wish to make sure not to do it too frequently! Healthy people = healthy blood = healthy donation receivers!)

nicknames: Gosh, too many to type. Apparently I’m just nick namey. But uhhh, the most common: Ash, Ashbash, Higgins, Higgy, Higgs, Figgins, Chief 

relationship status: Single

zodiac sign: I’m one of the twin fish babes, Pisces all the way

pronouns: She/Her

fave tv show: Don’t watch as much tv as I used to but Supernatural is always a good go to (recently I’ve been watching a lot of HGTv and doctor Phil and Hallmark with my mom though, if that’s anything)

tattoos: None (yet)

right or left handed: right handed, I’m basically useless with my left (unless an instrument is involved)

ever had surgery: Nope, and hopefully we keep that trend goin!

piercings: two ear piercings 

sports: Uh... in High School I was pretty active and track and I was a competitive shooter (air rifles- but I’m from Texas so). Nothing in college at the moment, I might try out for the track team just cause i miss bein a part of stuff

vacation: I am broke, I can only dream (but I do really wanna travel, so gotta save up!)

trainers: my totally stylish suede brown vans are my go to, but Adidas for running

eating: Currently? Nothing, but I did have some steamed broccoli and carrots&rice, and grilled chicken for dinner

drinking: Orange Juice

I’m about to watch: Absolutely nothing

waiting for: Didn’t I already answer this? it’s so much pressure. Uh... change?

want: To be successful in whatever I 

get married: Eventually

career: Haven’t gotten there yet, but everyday is one step closer

hugs or kisses: Depends on who and when

lips or eyes: Eyes. First thing I notice

shorter or taller: At 5′3 I don’t think I can even pretend to say i’m tall

older or younger: I probably fall more on the younger spectrum

nice arms or stomach: Yes

hookup or relationships: I am a committed relationship kinda person all the way. Never really understood the whole hookup thing but to each their own

troublemaker or hesitant: A hesitant troublemaker is probably more me. I say I try to stay out of trouble, but it just kinda finds me

HAVE I EVER?

kissed a stranger: No

drunk hard liquor: Yes

lost glasses: Ugh, all the time, worst is when I lose my contacts AND glasses

turned someone down: Yes

sex on the first date: Not my style

broken someone’s heart: Yes

had your heart broken: In love and life

been arrested: Nope, and i’d like to keep it that way!

cried when someone died: Yes

fallen for a friend: Yes

DO I BELIEVE IN?

yourself: Well someone has to, so might as well be me!

miracles: I do. And if they aren’t true, at least the belief of their existence helps make their outcome possible

love at first sight: In some fairytale world maybe, but for me, nah

kiss on the first date: Possibly

angels: Yes. Of what way and form I think that’s for you to decide

OTHER

best friend’s name: I have a couple because there is too much life to only need one person in it! Lexi+Brittany+Mauricio+Imaya from all the way back to middle school and Ronan (a recent addition)

And even if we don’t talk every day of our lives I know they’ll always be there for me when I need them. Good or bad. And they know I would do the same. That’s all that really matters in the end. They’re my little chosen family

(oh that got a bit sappy, okay moving on)

eye color: Light blue? Blue? I dunno, people say it’s pretty so I go with it

fave movie: Don’t really have one...

favorite actor: Yeah... same with movies, don’t have one of those either

extrovert or introvert: I like to call myself an introverted extrovert

favorite flower: white peonies 

favorite hello kitty character? I wasn’t aware there were characters aside from hello kitty....

oof this is a long post, but very fun to do! Hopefully y’all haven’t done this yet but if so well I’m gonna tag you anyways @i-h8-u-no-u-dont @pansexualpandion @rvmengf @egglorru @it-has-the-gay-fanfiction and really @ anyone who wants to do this! I’d love to see your versions!!

#tag game #personal #honestly these are always so fun #and i am legit just like knocking out everything i never did #its been so long #terribly sorry my loves #im still alive i swear #i said oof at the top and bottom! maybe thats just my thing #oof

[aikoyumi89]

My F*cking Assh*le Dad

This is probably stupid to anyone who read it (heck I doubt anyone will read it besides me in probably 10 years later) but I still gonna write my feelings out because I don't want to hold it anymore.

So my piece of sh*t " dad " ( I don't even want to call him my dad so I probably gonna call him Ass-face) is probably one of the worst parents in where I live ( I know probably there are more situations worser than me but let me have my moments even for a tiny bit ) that ass-face is always think that he is number 1 , everyone should obey every order of him because he f*cking earn money. When he come back from work all he ever do is sit around play with his phone , laptop or the Ipad ( I not really complain about that - everyone need breaks after work ) but that doesn't mean he can give himself premisson to be lazy in the house and do nothing at all. My mother and my sister also earn money to help this family as well so don't be a f*cking lazy ass and at least do some work (such as : help mother to carry the food dishes when we about to eat and finish , clean the house , take out the trash , etc. ) but nooooooo he give himself to watch us do the work because he f*cking earn money . I'm so f*cking " irritates " ( I don't know if I write that word correctly but if not then what I meant is annoyed ) . And also he smokes everyone - the trait that I HATE MOST in a person , because not only it is bad for your own health but also it affects the people surround you and the smells is ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING. If you don't give half a f*ck about your own damn health and want to die soon than please by all means keep smoking I sincerely hope you will die soon from smoking too much and I will not pay a single dollars for your health problems if you will DEFINITELY encounter in the ( near future ) . But let your soon-to-be future of you slide what I displeased that in all the places you could have f*cking smoked ass-face the place that you choose is the bathroom slash toliet . I get that you don't give a f*ck for your health but I f*cking do ok ???? I don't want to smell that f*cking cigarette near me or in the bathroom I have told you about a hundred time but you f*cking brain must have problems because you keep going in there to smoke . I don't want to die because of your faults ass-face , I would accept my death to be something that not related to cigarettes thank you very much .

So today that happens again, I found him smoking in the bathroom ( if you are wondering why did he smoke in the bathroom it is because our house is small we aren't really rich enough to buy big houses ) even though I sicked to the guts to say it everytime but it was late I was about to brush my teeth and I don't want to smell it while I brush my teeth but that f*cking ass-face just have to do it . He told me that he smoked outside and only went into the bathroom to throw the cigarettes, I don't understand why can't he threw the cigarettes somewhere else why must it be THE BATHROOM . I got angry and say the " curse word " and he got angry told me that if I ever say that word ever again he will beat me . Honestly I can't give half a sh*t because I sick of the way if that ass-face cannot have what he wants he either drags mother in to the conversation ( like why don't you say anything , etc.) which that make him look like a f*cking bitch or he will say " I will use violence " .

I really wish my parents ( especially that ass-face ) would hear my own opinions more than force their will's on me . I am not prefect - I never was ... never am .... and never will be . They need to accept me and I will accept them as they are . I can't give them respect if all they do is ignore my feelings .

P/s : For those strangers that read this ... it may look stupid to you because this is just a really small issue but I need to release it or else I will go crazy with the thinking and don't get me wrong I would kill to share this with someone else but ... I think no one will genuinely care to even listen to me ... I kinda like a loner haha 😅 I actually want to share this with my brother #Q but whenever I text him he say that he forgot to reply to me (example : in the picture ) he tag me in a post where basically that when someone didn't reply immediately that means they are busy so cannot reply but there are also say that it means the message not really important that need reply right away . I think that not true ( the message not important one not the busy one ) I get that you might be busy at that moment but when you have the chance you should reply immediately- the person who send the text send it in the beginning for a reason maybe it's just a photo or a meme but when they send a message they often expect a reply- making people wait isn't a really nice gesture. Even though your answer maybe simply like a emoji or a like that show that you read the message not ignoring it . Sigh .... I am f*cking sad right now .

#angry #sad #lonely #needsomeonetotalk #butnoonecare #sorryformyporrgrammariftherearesomeonereading #ineedahug #personal

[chasholidays]

Like, Love, Haha, Wow

A Followers timestamp for @spectacular-spectacular​ and @pottersandtheirredheads, whom tumblr will not let me tag. Thanks to @bgonemydear for graphic!

"I still don't understand how famous people go on the internet."

Clarke glances over at Bellamy, sees he’s on tumblr and his dashboard has presented him with a photoset of pictures of the two of them together, taken from Clarke's instagram.

"The same way regular people do, but our computers are better and our connections are faster."

He snorts. "You know that's not what I meant."

"Yeah, but I wanted to be a dick." She leans in to check the tags on the post: #clarke griffin #clarke griffin's incredibly hot boyfriend #seriously are we sure he's not a model? #or some kind of perfect human specimen she had custom made for her in a hot guy lab? #does anyone know where this hot guy lab is? #asking for a friend. "Who is this person? Are you following them? Which account are you on?"

It's not like he doesn't use bb-hate anymore, but he has had to cut back. It's not, exactly, that he has an internet presence he's embarrassed of, it's just that he has an internet presence he didn't think anyone would ever care about. He curates hollywood-histories carefully, but his personal blog was just that. With his own name in use, it didn't take long for the followers he had there to figure it out, and once one person started spreading the word among her fans, it caught on.

Apparently he's not used to getting anons asking for threesomes.

So he's largely abandoned that tumblr, only passed the new one along to mutuals he actually trusted, and he's rebuilding a new kind of internet footprint.

"This is the one I made to stan for you," he says, and she snorts.

"I forgot about that one."

"I was just checking the Clarke Griffin tag, but I decided I wanted to start actually keeping up with some of the fansites and BNFs. See if there was anything--bad, I guess."

"You know Raven does that, right?"

"We can both do it. You have plenty of weird fans to go around."

"I guess I'm just used to it," she admits. "All of it. I was raised knowing that people were interested in my parents, and interested in me. I knew about all this--stuff." He raises his eyebrows, and she shrugs. "There was a countdown website for when I turned eighteen."

"Jesus, really?"

She shrugs. "People are gross and women are oversexualized. That's why my mom didn't want me to come out as bi as early as I did, she thought it would make people worse. And maybe it did, I don't know. There was enough grossness that a little more didn't register. I did warn you," she adds, because she did.

"Is it worth it?" he asks.

"I think so. I don't know what else I'd do."

"That's a shitty reason to do anything," he teases.

"I like it. And it's been better, recently."

"Why?"

"You."

He actually looks surprised. "Me?"

"It's nice to have a personal life. And someone who's just--mine. I've never had that before."

He smiles, a pleased flush on his cheeks. "I like you too."

"So it's worth it to you too? Celebrity by proxy? Because it's going to get worse."

His expression falters. "Worse how?"

"We've got that premiere next week. Imagine how good they're going to think you look in a suit."

"I do look good in a suit." He kisses her hair. "It's mostly still--fucking surreal. That people are interested in me. I went from like fifty Instagram followers to twenty thousand. And I keep getting new ones. I don't even do anything on Instagram."

"I should be recording these conversations for my mother. She was so sure you were just using me to get famous, and every time you realize people know who you are it freaks you out."

"It's weird," he grumbles. "What's a red carpet like, anyway?"

"Depends on the red carpet. This one shouldn't be too bad. The movie's pretty small, so it's not like--legions of screaming fans or anything. You'll look nice, we'll get our picture taken, you won't be in some of the pictures because no one cares about you. Sorry."

"Yeah, we talked about this. I would love if no one cared about me."

"Most of your Instagram followers are just hoping you're going to post pictures of me, if that helps."

"Sort of." He clears his throat. "Look, it's not like--it's not exactly a downside for me. It's fucking surreal, don't get me wrong, and sometimes people will recognize me, which is weird. All my classmates know, and my professors, and sometimes people ask me about you. It's definitely weird, but it's not some huge burden. And at least the internet thinks I'm hot."

“Yeah, that’s a comfort.”

“It is. Not—I don’t need it for my self esteem or anything, but it would suck if the what’s she doing with that guy? tags outnumbered the good ones.”

“Yeah, you wouldn’t be able to stalk me on tumblr.”

“And that would be the real tragedy.” He leans over and kisses her. “It’s worth it, Clarke. A lot worse than this would be worth it. I just still can’t believe this is my life,” he finishes, nodding to the tumblr post. It’s got almost 1500 notes, and as far as she’s concerned it deserves more. They’re really cute.

“I can’t either,” she says. “But maybe we’ll get used to it.”

*

“Are you sure you want to do this? You could find another escort.”

Clarke frowns at her mother. “That seems like a waste when I already have a boyfriend.”

Abby sighs. “I’m not asking because I don’t like him. I think he’s a very good boyfriend for you.”

A month ago, Clarke wouldn’t have believed her, but Abby really does seem to have come around on Bellamy. Clarke thinks it’s a combination the way he’s mildly terrified of cameras and his obvious and genuine adoration for her.

“So why are you asking?”

“Because I know how overwhelming public appearances can be. If he’s not ready, it wouldn’t be hard to find you some other company. One of your co-stars from Goredd, maybe, someone who obviously reads as a friend.”

“I think this is probably a good choice for his first one,” she says, slow. If Abby wants to have a real discussion of this, Clarke is game. “It’s not like there’s going to be a ton of press. If he can’t handle this, it’s way better for us to find out now, instead of letting him off the hook and bringing him to a blockbuster.”

Abby regards her for a moment, and then asks the question Clarke’s been expecting since she told her mother about Bellamy three months ago. “So, you think he’s going to be here for a while.”

"I want him to be. And even if I didn't, it seems stupid to plan around him not being around."

"That's not what I meant. You know how it is. I know how much he cares about you, but your star is on the rise. This is likely to get harder, not easier."

Clarke's not actually sure that's true. Bellamy is, honestly, the most interesting thing that's happened to her on a personal level in years, both for her and for the media. She's always been a disappointing child star, quiet and serious, and part of that has been that she's not necessarily interested in becoming a star. Prestige TV is a good fit for her, a schedule more like a regular job, time to really dig into her role, to get to know her character. Some of her co-stars are less enamored of it, don't like having to be doing the same thing for so long. Some people get into acting because they want a lot of roles, but Clarke is aware, always, that this isn't her passion, not like it is for a lot of actors. It's a day job, and TV shows make a better day job.

Her mother thinks that Goredd is the next step in her career, but Clarke's starting to wonder if it might be the peak. If this might be the height of her ambition. Not that she can't do movies sometimes, over the summer, but she thinks that being that kind of actress might not really be her goal.

It's possible it won't get worse. Especially as Bellamy stops being exciting. Her dating a grad student she met on the internet is a great story, and she can certainly get publicity out of it for now, but if they keep on being themselves, two nerds who like hanging out on the couch and watching bad movies, the opposite of an exciting tabloid cover story.

That could be enough for Clarke, as a future. A steady career, a quiet life, a boy she thinks she might already love.

"I want him to come with me," she says. "And he already got a tux."

"You already got him a tux."

"I'm a lot richer than he is," she says. There's clearly still a part of Abby that thinks Bellamy is taking advantage of Clarke's wealth, but Clarke couldn't live with herself if she made Bellamy rent his own tux to go to her event. If not for her, he wouldn't be going to this, and nice tuxes are expensive. Even just rentals. "If you say you like him, you have to actually like him."

"I like him." It's not even that grudging, when she says it. "But--he's nothing like I was picturing for your boyfriend."

"He's nothing like I was picturing either," says Clarke. "I'm just lucky, I guess."

*

"So is this premiere a quid-pro-quo situation?" Bellamy asks. He's straightening his tie and adjusting his hair in the mirror, and Clarke is watching him both because she likes watching him and because she knows she's set and she doesn't want to start obsessing over how she looks. Looking at Bellamy is a lot better.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He finally gives up on tweaking his appearance and sits down next to her on the bed. "I have the grad-school equivalent of a red carpet next week. I couldn't decide if I wanted to ask you to come or not, but then I realized I don't want to go alone."

"I'm not sure what the grad-school equivalent of a red carpet is."

"Department cocktail party. It's--everyone else is going to be bringing significant others, but I feel like if I do it I'm showing off. But that's bullshit. You're my girlfriend, I want you to come with me. And it's not like they don't know we're dating."

"Do you want me to come?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Then I'll come. Assuming I don't have a conflict."

His mouth tugs up in a small smile. "Thanks."

"That doesn't have to be a quid-pro-quo thing," she points out, bumping her shoulder against his. "You don't have to come to things with me to get me to come with you. That's just girlfriend stuff."

"I figure it's probably kind of--" He waves his hand vaguely. "It's like a public appearance. Those are stressful."

"It's not. I'm not there to be Clarke Griffin, I'm there to be your girlfriend. I can be polite and shut people down and shift focus to you."

His eyes narrow, expression clouding with suspicion. "I always forget you're actually good at this stuff."

"It's my job. Speaking of which." She exhales and stands. "The car should be here soon. Are you ready?"

"Almost." He stands himself, leaning down to press his mouth against hers, soft and brief, trying not to mess up her makeup. And then he sighs, gives her a crooked smile. "Okay, ready."

The movie is a fairly small independent, with good award buzz, but a limited release. It's very much a critic's movie, and Abby was the one who wanted her to take it, another positive step for her career as a serious movie actress. Clarke likes it well enough, but she's definitely a supporting player in a guy's life, not quite a prize, but not a fully formed character on the page. It's the kind of thing where she might get some nods for best supporting actress, even though she's third-billed, just because the story isn't enough hers.

If she'd been dating Bellamy when she was filming it, she probably would have complained a lot. As it is, she just says, "This is the film equivalent of when a white guy in his thirties tells you he's been writing a movie loosely inspired by his own life, just so you're prepared."

He snorts. "So, the main character is a writer going through a mid-life crisis? Are you the grad student he decides he needs to sleep with?"

"No, I would have vetoed that. It's not as bad a role as it could be, but you can tell that the writer assumed my character just stopped existing when a guy wasn't looking at her."

"What do you say about stuff like that? When people ask."

"Euphemisms, and then in like ten years I can be honest." She shrugs. "It's not as bad as some of them, I just wanted you to be ready. It's not my favorite project."

He squeezes her hand. "It's going to be fun. I haven't seen you on the big screen since we started dating. It'll be even weirder than regular TV. Do you take your shirt off? Is it that kind of indie movie?"

"Is that really a draw? You saw me naked like half an hour ago."

"I'm pretty sure I'm never going to get tired of seeing you with your shirt off."

She has to smile. "I think it's just down to bra and then the sex scene fades to black."

"Whatever, I'll take it. Anything else I need to be doing? Do you like your co-stars? Is anyone going to ask me any questions?"

"Just be yourself."

"Are you sure?" he teases. "Sometimes myself is an asshole."

"Just don't be honest about what you thought of the movie. Unless you liked it. You really don't have to be nervous," she adds. "I trust your judgement."

“Cool, can’t wait to break that trust.”

Clarke glances at him. “You aren’t actually nervous, are you?”

“No. Can I take a picture of us for my Instagram?”

“You want to?” she asks, surprised.

He huffs. “I’m going to the red carpet premiere of my girlfriend’s movie. This is exactly the kind of thing I want to be documenting on Instagram. If my thirty thousand followers want to say weird shit about it, I’ll live.”

She snuggles in close so he can get the shot. “I’ll tell Raven to share it from my account too,” she says, and he takes a few so they can pick the best one together.

The red carpet is, as always, kind of a weird zoo. She and Bellamy pose and smile, and she introduces, and he gives the right answers to all the questions he gets about if this is his first premiere and if he’s excited and what tux he’s wearing and what he’s studying.

For Clarke, it’s a lot better than she was expecting. Not that she thought it would be bad, but she never really likes these things that much. They tend to wear her out.

But she liked her co-stars, and she finds she’s looking forward to introducing them to Bellamy. Raven meets them there so she can do social media stuff and get free drinks, and suddenly it’s a lot less like a work event and more like seeing a movie with a couple of friends, albeit a movie that she’s in.

Plus, there are a lot of cute pictures of her and Bellamy in formalwear. She’s definitely happy about that.

“You could do this more often, right?” she asks, finding his hand in the dark before the movie starts.

He kisses her hair. “As many times as you want me to, yeah.”

*

Clarke Griffin fandom is, apparently, very excited about the pictures.

“There’s definitely a vocal minority that’s upset you’re dating a guy because it means you’re not a real bisexual,” he says. “But I’ve been fighting them.”

“You have? Really?”

“Don’t act like you don’t want to fight them.”

“Obviously, but I guess I usually don’t.”

He shrugs. “I’m not doing it as myself. I know how to sockpuppet. But someone needs to remind them what bisexuality means.”

“Are there a lot of cute pictures of us?”

“Tons. My selfie’s definitely the most popular.”

“Everyone likes a candid. And we're cute." She props her chin on his shoulder, closing her eyes. She had a long day filming, but she likes coming home to find him in her place. He hasn't officially moved in yet, but she gave him a key and he's around all the time, and Clarke loves it, loves coming home to find him there, making dinner or drinking tea or playing video games. "I'm really glad you came. To the premiere."

"Me too. I'm excited to go to more." She feels his lips press against her temple. "Seriously, I had fun. It wasn't hard."

"So what about yours? Grad-school red carpet. How am I going to do with that?"

"It's more similar than I thought it would be, honestly. Mostly a lot of drinking and schmoozing, but there's a speaker instead of a movie."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"No." He clears his throat and she opens her eyes to consider him, all perfect profile and freckles. "Just--I assume it's a lot weirder being the only famous person in the room than the only non-famous person on a red carpet. I don't know how anyone's going to act."

"You're a lot more likely to run into people being assholes to you in Hollywood."

"You say that, but academia's full of snobs, and you--" He worries his lip. "At least one person is going to be an asshole about how your highest degree is a GED. And you can deal with that, I know you can, I'm not worried. Just--I'm sorry it's going to happen."

Clarke smiles, kisses his jaw. "I'll be fine. I've had producers condescending to me since before I knew the word for it. It sucks, but that's not going to be new. And we can gossip about the assholes after."

"So, you're telling me this relationship might actually work?" he teases. "Who would have thought."

"Not to jinx it," she says, taking his hand and twining their fingers together, "but I really think it might."

*

She's pretty sure Bellamy is more nervous than she is about the whole thing, and Clarke will admit, she can't blame him. There's this inherent risk to bringing a high-profile guest anywhere, and bringing a B-list actress to an academic lecture is really a lot. The fact that she's his girlfriend and his bringing her is completely understandable only does so much good. She's still Clarke Griffin, and it's still weird for her to be here.

But she's not planning on going anywhere, so they should get used to her.

"You know, I've seen pictures, you talked about her, but I still didn't really think she was real," says the first girl they meet, Harper. "Or, you know, your girlfriend."

"That would have been the weirdest long con ever. Was I hacking her official social media accounts and no one noticed? She puts pictures of me on her Instagram."

"Technically my social media manager does that," Clarke says. "She says I'm not good at Instagram."

"You're not good at Instagram," Bellamy agrees. He considers Harper for a moment. "Were you guys betting on if she'd really show up?"

"Obviously. Not money, but--yeah, we were gossiping about it like every time you weren't around. Sorry!" she adds, flashing Clarke a smile. "Just--it sounds so fake."

"If I was going to make up a fake girlfriend, I wouldn't pick a famous actress. I would have said she lived in Canada like a normal person."

"I film in Vancouver sometimes. I could totally be your girlfriend who lives in Canada."

"Lives in LA, commutes to Canada sometimes."

Harper is watching them with a smile playing on her lips, but when Bellamy raises his eyebrows, all she says is, "You know, I can see it. I see why you guys are dating." She pauses. "But you didn't really meet on tumblr, right?"

It's not as representative of the evening as Clarke would like. His classmates are mostly fine, aside from the expected assholes, the ones he's been ranting about before they started dating. And it is nice to be able to put faces to the names, to meet the people who make up his day-to-day life.

But she hasn't felt so conspicuous in a while, and hasn't felt so guilty about it. She draws attention in a way she didn't want to, news that she's around spreading like wildfire, heads turning wherever she goes. And while Bellamy doesn't seem annoyed that she's drawing focus, he is clearly annoyed that everyone is being so, well, obvious.

"Fuck, you're just a person," he says, once they're on their way back to her place.

"Thanks."

The teasing tone doesn't quite land, and he deflates. "Sorry. I'm not--I shouldn't have asked you to come, I'm sorry."

"I don't mind," she says. "It's just--it's going to take some getting used to. More for them than for me. It's like Harper said, probably a lot of them didn't really get it."

"I tried to warn them."

She squeezes his hand. "Seriously, it's fine. I haven't felt weirdly famous in a while. It's probably good."

"Sure it is." He wets his lips. "You want to get used to it?"

"The lecture was really interesting," she says. "I wouldn't mind coming to more. And once Goredd wraps, I think I might want to get a degree? I don't know. I like school, I think it would be fun. So I should do that where you are, so everyone will be used to me."

After a second, he laughs, this soft, short little huff. "Sometimes I still can't believe you're--trust me, I want to still be your boyfriend when Goredd wraps. I want to be your boyfriend forever. But it's still hard to imagine. Having a future together."

"Yeah." She leans her head on his shoulder. "I love you," she says, soft. It's hard to know if it's too soon, but it doesn't feel too soon. She's been thinking it for weeks, and she's tired of not saying it, tired of thinking he might not know. "I'm not planning on breaking up with you."

"I love you too," he says, and tilts her chin up for a kiss. "So--we're going to get better at this stuff."

"Yeah," she agrees. "I think we'll be fine."

*

The next red carpet is six months later, and it's both a much bigger and much smaller deal.

"I'm not actually nominated for anything personally, so they're not going to want to talk to me too much. Just some sound bytes about the movie."

"I know you think this is helping, but we're still going to the Oscars."

“You don’t have to come.”

“It’s the Oscars, Clarke, of course I’m coming. Especially since you’re not sure you want to do more movies. This might be my last chance.”

“They invite me every year, I just usually don’t go. If you want to, we can whenever, but it’s honestly pretty boring.”

He pauses, and then starts to laugh. “Jesus, I can’t believe I’m dating someone who goes to the Oscars so often it’s not even novel anymore.”

“My mom used to make me com with her.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.”

“Is there an academic equivalent of the Oscars? Do I go to that?”

“Probably graduation. I assume you’ll come to mine and skip it once I’m just a professor.”

“Just a professor,” she teases. “Like that’s not an amazing accomplishment.”

“It will be if anyone hires me. Until they do, I’m sticking to trophy boyfriend. Which is the other reason I’m coming to the Oscars. If I’m not around to be arm candy, what good am I?”

She tugs him down by the lapels of his tux, giving him a much quicker kiss than she’d like. Bellamy was basically made to wear formalwear; tumblr’s going to be so excited.

“I think you have a couple other things going for you,” she tells him.

“Maybe one or two, yeah.” He puts his arm around her. “I want another selfie. I think pre-red-carpet selfies are going to be my thing. I’m trying to hit fifty thousand Instagram followers.”

“Really?”

He reconsiders. “I want to hit fifty thousand, but I’m not really putting any special effort into it. But it would be cool, right? To have a tradition.”

“Yeah, a tradition would be nice.”

And it is nice, every single time.

[lizzybeth1986]

Music Ask - Queen Edition

@callmetippytumbles tagged me on this, stating that she was sure there would be a Queen song for every question on this ask. Well Ima prove her right! 😂

So since they’re all going to be Queen (unless otherwise specified), I’m going to replace band name with album name instead.

1: A song you like with a color in the title:

🎶 White Man🎶 from A Day At The Races

“What is left of your dream?

Just the words on your stone

A man who learned how to teach

Then forgot how to learn"

Part of me loves this song, but part of me is also is uneasy about it. The song is supposed to be from the PoV of an unspecified Native American tribe, speaking of how colonization has destroyed everything they have stood and lived for - but it’s written by a British white man, Brian May - and we have no idea whether he consulted a Native American for this or not. If he hadn’t, or hadn’t gotten consent, it would be him speaking in the voice of the oppressed while still holding the privilege of being White…and that’s a little disturbing. I love the song, and Brian May is my favourite Queen member, but I can’t ignore that this song has problems.

2: A song you like with a number in the title

🎶'39🎶 from A Night At The Opera

For the earth is old and grey, little darling we’ll away

But my love this cannot be

For so many years have gone though I’m older but a year

Your mother’s eyes from your eyes cry to me.

Besides being an ace guitarist, Brian May is also an Astrophysicist with a Doctorate!! xD And this song really shows us his background in that area: it’s fashioned in the song tradition of a sea shanty, but is about outer space and time relativity. I called this "the plot of Interstellar, 39 years before Interstellar”.

3: A song that reminds you of summertime:

🎶Seaside Rendezvous🎶 from A Night At The Opera

One of Queen’s few vaudeville tracks xD

4: A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about:

Thankfully I got into Queen loooong after I broke up with my ex. BUT “More than Words” by Extreme and Aerosmith’s “I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing” hit very particular sore spots coz he dedicated them to me AFTER dedicating them to a girl he always had a thing for (long story gah).

5: A song that needs to be played LOUD:

🎶March of the Black Queen🎶 from Queen II

6: A song that makes want to dance:

🎶Don’t Stop Me Now🎶 from The Game

This one was the very first Queen song I actually listened to, and every time I hear it I wind up doing Hana’s happy dance in my seat 😂

7: A song to drive to:

HAHA there are two! One by Roger Taylor and the other from Brian’s first solo album:

🎶I’m In Love With My Car🎶 from A Night At The Opera

This is a song by Roger Taylor, and it’s not really his best (he’s capable of far superior tracks: Tenement Funster, Radio Gaga, These Are The Days of Our Lives, Small), but it garnered a lot of money and royalties by virtue of being the B-Side of Bohemian Rhapsody.

🎶Driven by You🎶 from Back to the Light

This song ended up being used as a theme for commercials for Ford cars in the early nineties, as I recall.

8: A song about drugs or alcohol:

Drugs: 🎶Don’t Stop Me Now🎶 from The Game

I mean, just listen to some of the lyrics! “Floating around in ecstasy”? “Tiger leaping through the sky defying the laws of gravity”? “Travelling at the speed of light”? I personally think the songs about a whole lot more, but you can’t deny the narrator sounds very trippy lol.

Alcohol: 🎶Killer Queen🎶 from Sheer Heart Attack

She keeps Moet et Chandon in a pretty cabinet

Let them eat cake, she says, just like Marie Antoinette…

Not about alcohol really, but it does mention it.

9: A song that makes you happy:

🎶You’re My Best Friend🎶 from A Night At The Opera

So John Deacon wrote this lovely sweet song for his wife, and it’s got the most adorable lyrics ever.

Ooh I’ve been wandering round

But I still come back to you

In rain or shine

You’ve stood by me girl

I’m happy at home

You’re my best friend

10: A song that makes you sad:

🎶Mother Love🎶 from Made in Heaven.

This is spoken of as being the last song Freddie ever recorded before he died, and his vocals are OFF-THE-ROOF powerful here. Two verses are sung by Freddie, and the last is sung by Brian May, who co-wrote the song (because Freddie felt too worn and weak and tired to continue recording, and told Brian he would return and do the rest. He never did). To hear Brian complete the song because Freddie has gone…is quite heartbreaking, actually. I’d definitely recommend everyone listen to this gem.

11: A song that you never get tired of:

🎶Teo Torriatte🎶 from A Day at the Races.

What I love about Queen is how appreciative they are of their overseas fans, esp those who loved them at the very start of their career. Way before Bohemian Rhapsody placed Queen on the map, they had a very devoted fanbase in Japan, and I believe this song was written specially for them. It also appeals to me as a super mushy romantic xD

12: A song from your preteen years:

EVERYTHING PRECEEDS MY PRETEEN YEARS. Okay but definitely this one we heard a lot:

🎶We are the Champions🎶 from News of the World

13: One of your favorite 80’s songs:

🎶Who Wants To Live Forever🎶 from A Kind of Magic

Another Brian May gem. I tend to associate this a lot with my Liam MC, Esther - esp for most of Book 2. It’s a beautiful track and was used as part of the Highlander movie OST.

14: A song that you would love played at your wedding:

We never had wedding dances at our weddings, and Queen is usually not wedding material haha but here’s some songs that would go well!

🎶You’re My Best Friend🎶 from A Night At The Opera

🎶Teo Torriatte🎶 from A Day At The Races

🎶Bijou🎶 from Innuendo

Bijou is very interesting because it was structured as an “inside-out” version of the usual song - there would be instrumental (guitar, in this case) where lyrics would be and lyrics where you would typically find a guitar solo. Haunting.

15: A song that is a cover by another artist:

🎶Goin’ Back🎶 by Larry Lurex

This was the first ever recording we have of Freddie Mercury, under the name of Larry Lurex. The original was written by Carole King and Gerry Goffin. A sampling of it is used at the very end of Mother Love, as a way of rewinding to the beginning…a symbolic goodbye to Freddie by going back to the first words that sparked his career.

Damn. I’m emotional now. 😭😭

16: One of your favorite classic songs:

Most people would go for 🎶Bohemian Rhapsody🎶 - and for good reason - but I think 🎶Prophet’s Song🎶 from the same album is equally deserving of this. It’s beautiful, has a lot of echoes that make it surreal and ethereal to me, and very power-packed vocals and lyrics.

17: A song that you’d sing a duet to on karaoke:

🎶Love of My Life🎶 from A Night At The Opera.

The fun thing about any Queen concert is that the audience has always been as much participant as spectator. LoML is one of the few ballads that the band used to interact with the audience, who were always ready to sing along. Freddie started this tradition in his live concerts, and Brian carried it on when he and Roger went back to touring as Queen +. To this day, you will always find a Queen audience being as involved in this song as the people on stage. It’s beautiful to watch. No Queen concert is complete without the audience crooning this ballad.

18: A song from the year that you were born:

🎶A Kind of Magic🎶 from the album of the same name (released 1986)

19: A song that makes you think about life:

🎶A Winter’s Tale🎶 from Made in Heaven

This happens to be one of Freddie’s last written compositions, and it’s unbelievably beautiful and dreamy. He had very few months left to live when he wrote this gem of a song, and there’s so much joy and hope and tranquility in it, and the moment you listen you will inevitably feel a sense of peace washing over you. I can imagine sitting by a lake alone in Switzerland, looking out at the sky and the snow, just listening to the song and basking in all it has to offer.

🎶Miracle🎶 from The Miracle

This is also a very hope-filled song, composed by Freddie shortly after he was diagnosed and told he had very little time left. It’s a very idealistic view of the world, but yeah I really like this one too. Just not as much as I like A Winter’s Tale. 😂

20: A song that has many meanings to you:

🎶White Queen (As It Began)🎶 from Queen II

On one level it’s about a girl who cannot see and the boy who loves her. On another I feel like it can also be about the sadness of unrequited love in general, and of an almost-relationship.

21: A favorite song with a person’s name in the title:

🎶Delilah🎶 from Innuendo

This song was about Freddie’s cat. It’s fun xD

22: A song that moves you forward:

🎶Death On Two Legs🎶 from A Night At the Opera

I can be a spectacularly petty bitch sometimes, and this number can be so vicious it satisfies those vengeful, bitchy parts of me lol. A lot of the lines in this song are particularly cutting, and it should be because it was written for someone who was fleecing the band dry in their early days.

23: A song that you think everybody should listen to:

🎶Track 13/Untitled🎶 from Made in Heaven.

Most people might be put off by this track because it’s 22:33 whopping minutes long, and it’s an endless loop of sounds but OMG is it trippy. Mostly a lot of synthetic, loops, Freddie saying words, and this overall ethereal, otherworldly vibe. Most Queen fans interpret this piece as a depiction of Freddie’s journey to heaven, and call it “Ascension”. Kind of like a requiem, a fitting goodbye to Freddie. I can see why. I mean I can always lie down, close my eyes and immerse myself in the tranquility of this track. All 22.33 minutes of it. It’s a strange recommendation, but in my mind a fitting one.

24: A song by a band/group you wish were still together:

🎶The Show Must Go On🎶 from Innuendo.

Queen aren’t together because their frontman passed away, not entirely out of choice 😟 (okay and John Deacon didn’t want to be involved anymore later on). This was written and composed by Brian May, but Freddie really makes this song his own in the singing. The way he hits some of those notes - at that stage in his life - is spine tingling.

25: A song by an artist no longer living:

🎶Lily of the Valley🎶, written by Freddie Mercury from Sheer Heart Attack.

#not choices #music ask #queen #i told you i'd do it tippy #all of these songs are amazing

[whatta-babe]

Tagged

I was tagged by my favorite, @webslingerholland. If you want to do this even if you are not tagged, go right ahead. I hope you have a great day!

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? Pandora

is your room messy or clean? Messy

What color are your eyes? Brown

Do you like your name? why? Not really. It is super basic (Ana Sofia), and I really don’t like being called  Ana so I go by Sofia.

What is your relationship status? Single

Describe your personality in 3 words or less Shy, bubbly, passionate

What color hair do you have? Brown almost black hair

What kind of car do you drive? Color? I don’t drive.

Where do you shop? Kohls, Target, Forever 21, and thrift stores

How would you describe your style? Fashionable I guess? I dress in different and cute clothing, but I do not have a specific style.

Favorite social media account? Tumblr

What size bed do you have? Twin

Any siblings? I have a twin and a younger half-sister.

If you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? Why? New York. I visited NY last summer and fell in love. There are a ton of people (which isn’t my favorite), but I adored riding the metro and where my aunt lives is sooo beautiful and old.

Favorite snapchat filter? The one with the giant mouth so it only looks like you have giant eyes and huge lips

Favorite makeup brand(s)? None. I only got into makeup fairly recently so I don’t have more than one product per brand. That isn’t enough for me to tell.

How many times a week do you shower? 6/7 times per week

Favorite tv show? “Lie to Me”

Shoe size? US 6.5

How tall are you? 5′

Sandals or sneakers? Sandals

Do you go to the gym? Haha, no

Describe your dream date? Extreme cuddling in bed while watching a movie

How much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? $40

What color socks are you wearing? Pink

how many pillows do you sleep with? 5

Do you have a job? What do you do? I do not, but I volunteer.

How many friends do you have? A lot of friends but no really close ones. I’m always ready to make more!

Whats the worst thing you have ever done? I accidentally killed my 2 hermit crabs when I was in elementary school because I left them outside in the summer heat and forgot about them. They fried to death.

What’s your favorite candle scent? Honey suckle but I don’t light candles because...😨

3 favorite boy names? Paddy (Not Patrick- just Paddy), Carlisle, and Jasper

3 favorite girl names? Rosalie and that’s it

Name favorite actor? Tom Holland

Favorite actress? Tatiana Maslany? I don’t really have a favorite.

Who is your celebrity crush? Does Sam Holland count as a celebrity?

Favorite movie? As of right now it is Spider-Man Homecoming, but it constantly changes.

Do you read a lot? What’s your favorite book? YES! Pretty much all I do is read! That being said, I have too many favorite books to count, but I always tend to go back to the Twilight books.

Money or brains? Brains

Do you have a nickname? What is it? No

How many times have you been to the hospital? 2 times

Top 10 favorite songs? With them constantly changing and in no particular order:

Mr Sandman by the Chordettes

Without Love from Hairspray

Glory by John Legend and Common

Missed Again by Phil Collins

Dernière Danse by Indila

Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps cover by Cake

Your Song by Elton John

Michelle by the Beatles

Skyfall by Adel

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Do you take any medications daily? Hair, skin, and nails vitamins

What is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) Combination skin

What is your biggest fear? Fire

How many kids do you want? 2 (adopted)

What’s your go to hair style? I have a different hair style every day, and my hair isn’t reliable enough to usually just wear it down so I can’t answer that.

What type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) One is big and the other is medium sized.

Who is your role model? I don’t have one.

What was the last compliment you received? “You look nice today.”

What was the last text you sent? I sent 3 group pictures to my friend.

How old were you when you found out Santa wasn’t real? I think it was 4th grade.

What is your dream car? X Terra

Opinion on smoking? My dad smokes, and I absolutely hate it. Not only does it affect the smoker, but it also affects the people around them too.

Do you go to college? Not yet

What is your dream job? Either an editor or some type of psychologist

Would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? Suburbs

Do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? Hehe, yes

Do you have freckles? No

Do you smile for pictures? 90% of the time

How many pictures do you have on your phone? 464

Have you ever peed in the woods? No

Do you still watch cartoons? Sometimes

Do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? McDonalds

Favorite dipping sauce? None

What do you wear to bed? Since it is getting a bit colder I wear a long sleeved shirt and pants  (I get cold easily).

Have you ever won a spelling bee? Lol! I suck at spelling so no.

What are your hobbies? Reading, singing, and writing (sometimes)

Can you draw? Haha, that’s funny. No

Do you play an instrument? I wish

What was the last concert you saw? I believe it was Panic! at the Disco

Tea or coffee? Coffee

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Starbucks

Do you want to get married? Yes

What is your crush’s first and last initial? SH

Are you going to change your last name when you get married? Yes

What color looks best on you? Red

Do you miss anyone right now? Not really, but I do miss cuddling.

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? Closed

Do you believe in ghosts? Yes!

What is your biggest pet peeve? Cheating in a relationship. It makes me physically ill.

Last person you called? My mother

Favorite ice cream flavor? Mint chocolate chip

Regular oreos or golden oreos? Regular oreos

Chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Chocolate

What shirt are you wearing? One of my many Captain America shirts

What is your phone background? Who else than mon ange, Sam Holland?

Are you outgoing or shy? Shy

Do you like it when people play with your hair? Yes!!!

Do you like your neighbors? I don’t really know them so

Do you wash your face? Yes. 2 times a day actually

Have you ever been high? No and never planning on being

Have you ever been drunk? Nope

Last thing you ate? Jolly Rancher

Favorite lyrics right now?

Mr. Sandman bring us a dream Give him a pair of eyes with a “come-hither” gleam Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci And lots of wavy hair like Liberace Mr Sandman, someone to hold Would be so peachy before we’re too old So please turn on your magic beam Mr Sandman, bring us, please, please, please Mr Sandman, bring us a dream ~The Chordettes

summer or winter? Winter

Day or night? Night

Dark, milk, or white chocolate? Milk chocolate for me

Favorite month? November

What is your zodiac sign? Capricorn

Who was the last person you cried in front of? My twin because a cockroach flew at me.

I am tagging: @sweetbadheart @lady-loki-l @peachyyvibes

#tagged

[stopkihyun]

Get to know me tag ✌

So I was tagged by @diamondsforyoo (i love your url by the way, seriously) so here goes nothing, i guess :)

Rules: Answer 30 questions and then tag 20 people you would like to know better

Nicknames: Zabou, although nobody calls me that because it’s a self-imposed internet nickname and I don’t even know if it’s actually a thing 😂 I’m kinda cringy, I apologize

Gender: Female 

Star sign: Leo 💅

Height: I’m going to take a guess and say 1.63 cm because i haven’t really checked in a looooong time lol

Time: 11:46 pm 

Birthday: August 22nd 🎉

Favourite bands: For the sake of my own sanity i’m only gonna say Monsta X, BTS, Blackpink, and a slightly different genre, One Ok Rock 💕

Favorite solo artists: Hyolyn 💕 and uh, Suga’s solo stuff as Agust D?? Idk lol

Song stuck in my head: I NEED U - BTS, I’m trash

Last show I watched: Gravity Falls because I’m a kid 

Last thing I googled: Kumamon 😂

Do you have other blogs: Nope. Or maybe I do but they’re probably old af and I already forgot the password lmao

Do you get asks: I got one once, it was awesome haha

Why did you choose your url: Because a certain human being AHEM 💕 YOO KIHYUN 💕 AHEM is too perfect and beautiful for me to handle and he needs to be stopped ASAP so that nobody dies for at least two seconds. Yeah.

Following: 1106, I got a little carried away heh

Followers: 59, jesus christ, I’m a freaking loser 😂😂😂😂

Favourite colours: Any pastel tones, but mostly lilac, and also neon blue and pink ✨

Average hours of sleep: Usually 6 or 7 if I’m not too lazy to wake up in the mornings lol

Lucky number: 16 ✨

Instruments: I currently play guitar, and a teeny tiny amount of drums 

What am I wearing: Black shirt and black jeans, i’m feeling a bit emo today 👌

How many blankets do I sleep with: Two, I get cold easily but i don’t really mind, I like cold weather better anyways

Dream job: I don’t know if this is even a thing, but like, translator in the entertainment industry?? Or just a translator in general idk 😂✨

Dream trip: Japan, Korea, Russia, China, Hawaii and some of those other cool-looking islands of the Pacific 💕

Favourite food: Hamburgers are my life 

Nationality: Mexican ✌

Favourite song right now: 뱁새 ✌ I can’t seem to get BTS out of my mind lately and I’m so done already, SO DONE. 

I’m a weirdo and counted the questions, so here’s three more to complete the 30, yay.

Pets: A dog named Balto and a fish named Sauron lol

Favourite ice cream flavour: Mango and rasperry 

What’s in my bag/purse/backpack: (is this even a good question, what am i doing) Russian manual, two notebooks, vanilla cookies, candy wrappers, a small bag with pencils and stuff, wallet, water bottle, sunglasses and a raincoat ✨

You all seem like cool people so hopefully I’ll get to know some of you a little because i really don’t know how to start an actual conversation ugh, I’m so bad at being a normal human being, seriously

Also, you don’t need to do this if you don’t want to, this is all just for fun really ✨ I’m kind of annoying anyway, so I understand 😂 

@shownu-x @gwihyonnie @wottaekook @nochujr @kku-kung @omnibiased @houseofmonbebe @hyungwonhoismybae @floofta-x @ukihyunnie @shownhyuk @h-sh @kihyunslips @kihyuns-husband @monstaxunni @kihyunsbb @stuckonyoo @s0nhyunwoo @bangtanhoseok @cchoiyoungjae

#get to know me #i'm really sorry if i annoy anyone #lol #please don't hate me #okay #i love yoo kihyun more than life #that's all i have to say #bye

[bevisims]

Tl;Dr: Basically an about me and the foundation of my blog.

I feel the need to make a post like this because I’m very reserved, which I’ll get into, but honestly I would genuinely enjoy making friends within the simblr community. 1.) Hi, my name is Mary and I’m new to the simblr community in regards to having an actual blog and making edits. But before I would just lurk and reblog which I still do anyway so. 2.) I don’t make cc or mods whatsoever, kudos to people who do though, I can’t for shit even though I never attempted to.. cough ANYWAY 3.) I made this blog because a friend of mine who initially introduced me to Tumblr thought my edits were good enough to make a blog. I honestly didn’t think my stuff was good enough to post, I still don’t, but I’m glad I did. I’m not being modest, I use apps from my tablet to edit because adobe photoshop is just…I’m just better with apps, so my stuff can be rough around the edges. But I’m genuinely thankful that I actually grew the areolas to do this, this community is wonderful and so inspiring and I just love it. 4.) I was introduced to the sims by my cousin when I was 8, and I remember begging my mom nonstop but she said no because it was for teens and I was only like 8 or 9. BUT, this still amazes me to this day, I was blessed to get every single sims 2 game for free through my sister because at the time she had this job where she cleaned abandoned houses of people who were evicted and just left their stuff, and most of the time she would bring the stuff home to us and so yeah! And by the time I was 11 my mom bought me ts3. 5.) A little more about me, as previously mentioned my name is Mary and I’m 17, I edit and reblog strictly mm. I’m nothing special that is all my blog is haha. I’m homeschooled and I plan on going to college for astronomy or biology (my passion lies mostly in the stars though, where my head is 24/7). I play the violin and I’m currently learning French, I have absolutely no pets but I’m the most dog crazed, reptile whatever crazed, I will pet your shit m8. My love for animals probably came from not having any as a kid if I’m honest; anyway, school resumes in August and I struggle with social anxiety, so I’m pushing myself next school year so I’ll be busy(With things like working to get into Stanford, my instrument, working on internships/jobs, I’ll have many more class and I’ll be learning French again this year, AND DRIVING AHHHH) but I won’t abandon this blog, I’ll try to be consistent. I’m fairly new but I’m not new to learning withdrawal, I get really depressed and self conscious if I’m not productive or stimulating my mind in some way; but with editing sims, especially since it’s summer is stimulating enough as is. I’ve learned quite alot and maybe when I’m more confident I’ll edit from a computer instead of my iPad. Also I have sickle cell diease and I go to the hospital at least once a month, and my pain is constantly there so be patient with me. Also everybody who plays sims knows that you play for 30 decades and then you don’t feel like playing for 5,000 years, it’s…it’s a cycle, my depression doesn’t help with this either. 6.) Gosh everyone is so talented in their own way in this community. Okay I’m done gawking, promise. 7.) I try to be wcif friendly (I didn’t even know what that meant until I looked it up a month ago lmao) but it’s hard because I already had cc in my game before starting this blog and my mod folder isn’t the most organized, my stuff is merged so. But recently I’ve been reblogging whatever I download to my game or at least I intend to put in my game. 8.) And finally, honestly I was thinking about posting something within the lines of this for awhile but I only have like 11 followers… including my sister, luv u tho.. so I didn’t want to be that guy, well girl. But honestly I love this community and I couldn’t be more blessed to be able to have a working computer to play from and screenshot and a device to edit from. That might seem stupid and trivial, but I’m trying to find where I belong, I’m an overthinker and I am quite naive and I just try to see the beauty/blessing in everything. 9.) Do I have another blog or a main blog? Cookios is my first and primary blog that I mostly sh**post on…yeah Rami is my photo……Yes I see a therapist. 10.) Why did I decide to name my simblr BeviSims? My last name is Beaver and I lack creativity, something close to BeviSims was taken and I settled for this but I forgot what form of my title was taken. 11.) My most popular post? My Rami malek edit probably, also my favorite and not JUST because that boi is finer than wine itself but because he has interesting features so it was fun to make him! Especially since I strive to diversify my sims. 12.) Will I post selfies on this blog or make a sim-self? I will most definitely make a Sims me in the near near future, eee I’m excited!! As for selfies, probably not we’ll see. THANK YOU! 😘

In the future I hope to participate in many of these creative tags, like the song tag where you make a sim based on that song. I like that, it helps especially if you’re trying to find a reason to get up and edit or if you want to but you just don’t have anything to work from. (Sorry if some of it doesn’t make sense or if there are an unbelievable amount of typos, I will go through this in the morning from the computer and organize it and proofread but I was anxious to get this out, even if nobody reads it, I’m glad I did it.)

#about me #sims #simblr #tumblr #sorry for the tldr #love this community #maxis match #ts4

[jillaxkalangg]

i was tagged for 3 times (gee, fibs and ate gurl na taga-bsu huhu i forgot the name mianhae) na rin, sige gagawa na ako. alam nyo naman ako madami akong time para waldasin hahaha cheka oh eto na 10 facts about yourself.

second name ko lang yung ‘jill’ at konti lang may alam ng first name ko dito. ang cute lang kasi kapag may tumatawag sakin na ‘jill’ its either super close natin or taga-tumblr ka ganon parang alam ko na kapag jill tawag sakin taga-tumblr ka ayie 

mahiyain ako, yes mahiyain talaga ako hahaha parang joke pero sa una talaga mahiyain ako, bihira lang ako mag-approach kasi nga nahihiya ako sa pwede nilang sabihin about me pero kapag naging friends tayo.. alam na hihi

ang first impression nila sakin palagi is mataray, masungit and ganon haha well totoo talaga ‘yan hahahahahaha

hindi talaga ako palaaral ever since, nung high school ako syempre kahit mag-aral ako o hindi pumapasa ako pero ngayong shs haha try mo wag mag-aral, iiyak ka sa isang tabi

may dalawa na kong nakalandian dito hahahahaha omg my secret is now revealed lol, yung isa almost 3 months at yung isa 8 months haha dami kong nalearn d’yan beh (lalo na yung wag kayo  magkakagusto sa blogger HAHAHAHAHAHA)

hindi ako mahilig manood ng movies, i kinda hate to watch haha ewan ko ang boring minsan para sakin pero kapag gusto ko yung plot at characters nanonood ako kaso most of the time tamad talaga ako manood non

kinakain ko kahit anong type ng food pero ayoko talaga ng raisins at mayonnaise YUCK

since i was born mabalbon, sobrang hairy ko :-( hahahaha minsan nahihiya ako magshorts (tho palagi pa rin ako nakashorts hahahahaha) kasi sobrang balbon talaga huhu at niloloko ako ng mga kaibigan ko na babaeng bulbol hahaha bad diba!!! uy panlalaking balbon kasi yung sa lower part ng legs ko huhu gusto ko na i-wax to e pine-prepare ko lang sarili ko hahaha cheka

korean drama is lifeu!!!!! saranghaeyo

i am somehow proud of myself, yung mga bagay na akala ko di ko kaya noon, nagagawa ko o nagawa ko na ngayon. at para bang may napapatunayan na ko sa sarili ko, and i am learning to love myself mooooooooore 

tagging no one kasi nakakatamad but love u thank u guyseuuuu ❣️

#2017 #dami kong time awow

[durinsdaughters]

Shit I almost forgot shadowhunters is on in like 19 minutes lol. Haha I'll be live blogging so if you don't wanna be spoiled I'll be tagging sh spoilers. Enjoy the episode guys, because it's amazing.

#sh spoilers #shadowhunters #malec #shadowhunters spoilers #malec spoilers