#oversharing ftw

[arcadian-asgardian]

Now maybe it’s partly because it was gone 2 in the morning, but I think last night was the first time I ever wrote* something which made myself cry.

Achievement unlocked?

[*and by ‘wrote’ I of course just mean daydreamed and noted down the dialogue]

[Sadly, said scene would take place about 60k+ into a weird AU that I’m not really ever intending to commit to paper, so there’d be little point in sharing it even if I did write it out fully.]

[leighbot]

Oh my god yes! Tell me everything about the music you listen to, but specifically 12 25 and 30 please, and thank you :)

hiya! this is intimidating because i consider you like a song whiz but okay! let me try aha

12. a song you can scream all the words to

scream? hmm... anything by fall out boy, especially the first couple albums. anything i enjoyed in high school probably because scream shows a lot of enthusiasm but my first, instinctual response to this question is Sugarhill Gang’s ‘Rapper’s Delight’ because i can rap the whole song. the whole 14 minute version, not just the eight minute one. but i probably wouldn’t scream it lol

25. thesong currently stuck in your head OR the song you are listening to right now

well, ‘Rapper’s Delight’ a little bit because of the last question lol but now i’m discussing ‘Into the Unknown’ from Frozen II with camie @ohnoballoons so that song is definitely stuck in my head

30. your all-time favorite song

yeah right, i can barely pick a favorite color! i’ll say zayn’s acoustic version of IDWLF was the most played song on my itunes before i got a new computer; the bee gee’s ‘Don’t Throw It All Away’ and jeff buckley’s ‘Lover, You Should’ve Come Over’ are two songs i could literally never, ever grow tired of listening to on repeat; and i am deeply obsessed with ‘The Phrase That Pays’ by the academy is... to the point where i have a tattoo partially inspired by a lyric

[lives-in-a-harpsichord]

Andrew Estermont escorting lady Shireen, as suggested by my random art generator that I play with when I should be writing essays on things that are not random art generators

[1-800-get-sherlocked]

For the ask game: Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

henlo piaya! 

hmm okay idt i ever hated any pairing a lot unless it was well very inappropriate...like inc*st or smth; i was usually like ok yall can vibe and do ur own thing haha

but i did have a ship i did not have a positive impression of before i got into it: 

ok warning i ramble a lot and i SUCK at using periods so its just one long run on sentence i apologize in advance xD (and i use “like” way too much): 

(the second and third paragraphs can be skipped ish if needed haha)

before i watched sherlock i initially thought to myself that i like, probably wouldnt end up shipping johnlock  (lies...i always end up shipping), and like i knew there was kind of drama about it a long time ago but i wasnt in fandom then so i didnt know and i was scared i’d be like, judged for being a johnlock shipper or whatever so when i went into it i did not have a good view of the ship (i didnt hate it, i just doubted it) (i initially had to watch eps 1 and 2 for brit lit class in school so well that kind of ruined the effect but i ended up rewatching both and then watching everything else)  

but then i was like ok sike nvm its like definitely gay (<- pls imagine this in john watson’s voice for maximum effect) and i was like goddamn the chemistry DAMNNNN (i would do an analogy of two elements that r really good together but frankly ive forgotten most of my chem knowledge and all i can remember is hcl and nacl and neither of those sound like a good analogy) and like just the moments john and sherlock have and like idk the tension between them and especially just the way they just complement each other so WELL?? how?? martin freeman and benedict cumberbatch r really good actors ahdafsl and like how they’d do anything to save the other and the LONGING and just bjaldsuujksdf and they just ugh just THEYRE SO GOOD TOGETHER and i just had that moment of realization at some point maybe after i finished s1 - that pool scene, and i was like....OH. and then i was like WHAT DO U MEAN JOHN GETS MARRIED and THEN SHERLOCK LEFT THE GODDAMN  WEDDING EARLY and OMLL ok also the ajsdfll whats it called i forget but the uhhh the trolley scene?? ive rewatched that scene an unhealthy number of times also so much stuff in the abominable bride and o also irene adler that was really interesting as well (<- both of these i understood a lot better after absorbing fandom content) and i was like wow...johnlock is real but so is the queerbaiting...big sad...

(listen after i finished binging s4 (which i finished at like 4 am one day) i was like WHAT WHAT WHAT i was utterly confused (i had to read some fluff before i could go to sleep that day lmao)) and i was still hesitant to ship even after all that cause i thought the fandom was dead (im what like idk 3, 5, 6 years late?? idk) so i told myself like dont get ur hopes up right,

ok and then i was like...WAIT THERES SHERLOCK BLOGS ALIVE!! A LOT OF THEM!!!! and i was like wait no way and there were so many johnlock shippers!! and i was like no way yooo and then i followed people and then boom i felt like i could finally just ship johnlock like freely and there was like so much content and i was like whoa!!! im- wow this is so cool! like the tipping point for me like the green light for me to ship it and i was like omg no way i can ship it :D and after like consuming a lot of fandom content i understood a lot better, the evidence for johnlock, (it was kind of like a muddled puddle in my brain when i finished binging and i knew i shipped it but i just like idk i needed to clear up stuff in my brain) and wow the meta is so good in this fandom like DAMN yall big brains bro...+ gifs and fanart and fics and all the content and like idk the vibes r very cool (tho a bit intimidating haha) and then fandom then inspired me to make gifs so thats actually what got me started to try and learn how to make gifs haha and also to create this sherlock blog! it was awesome like getting to see people who shipped it like me like on my dash...cause i didnt really know many people who well were as crazy about it as i was (def no one i knew irl rip) 

so um yeah thats how i kind of got into johnlock! a lot of it was thanks to fandom, like me seeing that johnlock blogs were indeed alive, contrary to what i thought before, and the content that helped me understand stuff a lot better, and i was just like overly hyped that the fandom was still alive haha

thanks for reading through all that 😅im sorry if it doesnt make sense i am writing this at an ungodly hour and i always have a habit of rambling so lmk if anything needs explaining (i...will explain properly lmao not keyboard smashing and whatnot)

thank u for the ask!! 

[raynbow-shimmer]

I forgot I shoved my secret paper stash into my bag yesterday when I left work in a frenzy, so here I am at the doctor's office and I found paper, so I made a friend.

[justwhumpythings]

Skin-care tip! Because I pick a lot at little bumps or scabs on my arms/face, I like to keep myself from scratching at them by covering the spots with bandaids (tiny ones or big, depends on mood and what I'll be doing later). This means I can let the spot heal (plus I put a lil antibacterial Neosporin or something on it which helps) and I can imagine I just got out of a dangerous fight or torture session with my arms, face, and hands covered.

Top tip! haha

[stusbunker]

💕- opinion on AUs?

Nash!

Bonus points for doing the leg work for me. ;)

I was very averse to AUs when I started reading/ writing fanfic, all of two years ago. Since then I have written two distinct AUs of my own.

In short, if done right, with a CLEAR settting or hints or a reveal; AUs are quality tropes.

I could go on and on about characters and how they can’t exist out of their canonically sealed eco systems or how we wouldn’t recognize them if x, y, and z happened instead. But the daydreamer in me enjoys the break in monotony and the pure drama of an old cliche.

Thanks lady!

xoxo

Writer Ask Game

[crazyd4esq]

I headcanon Crazy Hand as being neurodivergent like me. Also I'm left-handed.

The four-sided die is because I love D&D and it's the "lowest" die. Also d4 = dour dapper demisexual demiman.

The colors (purple die, gray and white hand, black background) are the same as the demisexual pride flag.

It's Show & Tell Time!

Reblog and explain why you chose your avatar!

[littlcdeath]

Ok, so: for munday, and because we a) talk about it a lot, and b) are way too fucking many in here, have a more or less comprehensive list of the people sharing Fae’s mindspace.

We’ll focus on the most active ones, and give a brief explanation of their personalities and/or behavior, so you guys can identify them easily (or at least so you’ll have less trouble knowing who’s who).

If you have any questions whatsoever regarding any of us, or how we work as multiples, feel free to ask today.  Now, without further ado, the list:

1- Amanda: yes, the one from Saw. -1000/10 DO NOT ENGAGE when in a bad mood (if she’s out she’s probably in a bad mood). Very useful for critical situations, but has gotten us in trouble repeatedly. Will argue with anyone, regardless of how close they are to Fae. Otherwise nice, can be cool if she’s calm and somehow out. 2- Claire: an “OC”, so to speak. Fun, but loud and outspoken. Gay as hell, has two wives and three kids.Sometimes age-slides to her 16 and 6 year old self, is still very funny and very, very gay. Liverpool accent she WILL try to hide. Loves football (soccer), punk music, and messing around with the occult. Not human, even though she looks it. Last name Constantine. Has a twin. Said twin is evil.

3- Mara: aforementioned twin. The Devil herself. Also age-slides, isn’t as funny as her sister. Former ballerina, broke her leg in three places, cannot dance anymore, and is very bitter about it. Seems to lose everyone she cares for. Also not human, a little more evident in her than in Claire. One of the most sexual peps in here, we also recommend not engaging.

4- Alyssa: Sweet angel, too pure for this world, too good. We don’t know what she’s doing here. Mara’s best friend, also a ballerina, but she still can dance. Also not human, also doesn’t really look it. Beautiful, though. Again, too pure to even exist.

5- Becky: dear Miss Albright. Voice of reason, will go down with this ship if needed. Only other latina in this head, aside from Fae. Nicknamed “Freckles” and “Miss Morbid”. Ask about her Quince Años, we beg you. Can be easily confused with Fae and doesn’t mind. Too outspoken and too damn angry all the time. Will debate with you. Will also smack you with her cane, if she brought it. 10/10 would be lost without her.

6- Eddie: Rarely comes out unless needed (or to do Fae’s makeup because apparently he likes that?) He/him -they/them. Only male presenting person in this body with 0 issues with periods (bless him). Will make people around Fae feel stupid and enjoy it. Calls Fae “my/our girl” or “the kid” all the damn time and can get away with it.

7-Harley: yes, THAT Harley. Built-in mom who sucks at it but still does a better job than the actual mother. Impulse control on negative numbers. Makes friends easy, and normally is the first to make contact with new people. Gives us a hangover if she’s out for more than 3 hours at the time. TOO MUCH ENERGY HOW DOES SHE EVEN DO IT?! 

8- Nidia: we call her Di. Also age slides (4, 9, 16 and 25). Is a jedi somehow. Alice, Tári and Robin’s mom, Claire’s daughter. Super chill, super funny. Loves dancing and making people laugh. Fae’s ADHD personified, apparently...

9- Alice: Claire’s granddaughter. Also changes age. Adult Alice is a psychiatrist. Little Alice wants to take over the world and speaks in a very squeaky voice. Openly tells Fae’s mother she hates her. Basically the kid doesn’t give a damn about anything ever. Adorable, though.

10- Robin: Alice and Tàri’s baby sister. Turned 6 last December. Very affectionate and caring. Will ask for hugs and share her toys with anyone. The only one who likes Fae’s mom. Has known she’s gay since she was 4, is very open about it. Wants to be prince charming when she grows up, so she can get to kiss a pretty princess.

11- Tàri: if Di’s Fae’s ADHD, Tàri is her autism. Smart, focused, loves Lego, Star Trek, S/herlock H/olmes in any format, reading, and is very interested in forensics. Shares a passion of taxidermy with Becky. Goes from age 13 to age 26. Was born here on the creepiest day of our lives, loves to tell the story. Spends a lot of time with Ed.

12- Sally: Lisbeth, nicknamed Sally because we have 0 sense of self preservation. Also would not engage unless she speaks first. Actually very nice, will probably kill us for typing that on here. Dry, somewhat cold. Very direct. If she’s out, you’ll know. Trust us.

13- Evey: anyone here plays O/v/erwatch? Ok, good. Take Tr/acer’s punk skin, and give her J/unk/rat’s personality. That’s Evey. Rarely ever comes out, but she’s actually amazing. Like Harl, has lots of energy and is very extroverted. We don’t know how.

14- Hellena: Evey’s sister. Veeeery complicated story. Evil Snow White, basically. Mara’s daughter.

15- Christine: Hell’s non identical twin. Like Alyssa, too damn pure for this system (and this world). AHS’ M/isty Day, but even nicer.

16- Cassandra: also DC’s. Cain. Age slides as well (5, 9, 16, 20 ish). The youngest ones can’t speak well, and often make up words. Freaking loves the color yellow. Plays a game in which she punches you at the sight of a yellow car. Any yellow car. Really likes the color yellow, guys.

18- Frances: she’s Harley’s. also the first sub-system we’ve ever had here. Don’t know her exact age, but it’s somewhere between 17-21. Generally very sweet.

19- MJ- Has been here as long as Harley has. We could argue she’s Built-In Mom #2. Rarely out, but a lot of fun when she is. Very noticeable personality.

20- Ascella: Precious baby, has done nothing wrong in her life. Witch. Very stereotypical witch, at that. Very artsy and stylish. Has a twin brother (we have a lot of those here, it seems). Gay as fuck. Looks like Poe wrote her. Also rarely out.

21- Orion: Ascella’s twin brother. Also very stylish and artsy, but much more social than his sister. Also very very gay. Barely ever out.

22- Bella: DO NOT ENGAGE. EVIL AND WILL HURT YOU. Followed Claire here. Constantly abuses her, along with her husband and friends (not in this system, bless). We’ve tried getting rid of her, but to no avail.

23- Jamie: Also evil and will also hurt you, but only if she deems it necessary/doesn’t like you/has something to gain from it. Otherwise very nice, and very charming. Also spends a lot of time with Eddie. We fear the day she gets to Lindsay (Becky, in particular).

24- S/herlock: the elementary iteration of the character. We don’t know how or why he got here, but we’re glad he did.

25- Sophie: Eddie’s and Tári’s. Very carefully planned. Ed’s logic was that two very smart people were bound to have a very smart child. We don’t know if it’s nature or nurture, but it’s working so far.

26- Vlad: they/them. Very reserved and quiet, often bonds with people over music. Really digs fantasy literature and some videogames. Valentina’s child. Loves kiwi birds (raises kiwi birds. Has one called Mango)

27- Lindsay: ok, you probably know her by now. More talkative than you’d expect. Morbid sense of humor. Loves horror films (films in general, please talk to her about films) and photography. Has scheduled the last 2 tattoos. Impulse control only in check due to her anxiety. Petty and jealous as hell. Very active lately because she’s getting used to being here.

28- Fae: Owner of the place (or at least we let her think so). Our baby, our child. Hates it when we call her “our child”, or “the kid”. Most of us call her “the kid”. Not as calm and quiet as she seems, but not as outspoken and wild, either. Oddly enough, is very rarely out on her own, and very few people really know her. Still thinks she’s 17/18. Slowly getting better. 

[lunar-winterlude]

It’s so funny when people refer to their grade school and/or college days as their “baby gay” years because I’m freaking 28 years old and I feel like I’m in the midst of those years right now.

[master-sass-blast]

For the ask game

🌹 & 🥷

OH GOD YOU SENT THIS BACK ON DECEMBER THIRD I'M SO SORRY DSLFJDSLKFJDSLFJKDSLFJ

🌹(What’s the most romantic thing someone has ever done for you?):

Uuuuuuuuh...

I feel like my bar for romance is wildly detached from society's bar for romance. Because the first thing that came to mind is that my husband knows that I like to be in the same space and sit together while doing different things (parallel play ftw), so he makes a point every now and then to come out of his studio space and sit in his chair next to me and check in, chill out, etc. And it always melts my heart because I love inhabiting the same space as him.

Or when he makes my bed for me, if he happens to go to bed before I do. Or when he comes out of his studio just to give me a few kisses, then heads back in.

I like the little things.

🥷(Tell me a secret.):

*everythoughti'veeverhadleavesmymind.jpg*

Fuck idk. I have ADHD so I overshare anyway.

It took me like five minutes of staring into space but I thought of one! So, there's several fics of mine that have some facsimile of "it came to me in a dream" in the tags or "explanation" of why this fic came into existence. All those tags are true! I have a lot of wild, very vivid dreams that I remember after I wake up, and the ones that get turned into fics do involve the main characters in said fics, along with the concepts that the fics explore! Case in point, the first part of Only Here to Sin came from a dream where I was getting harassed in a club by a guy, and made out with Sevika under the guise that we were pretending to be girlfriends!

The secret to my very vivid, memorable, horny dreams is antidepressants lol. I've always had weirdass dreams, but they became easier to remember (and a lot hornier) after I started the medication I'm currently on for anxiety and depression.

[il-allora]

Oversharing my tropes ftw

Check out  @reynaruina ‘s Ponytail Dib AU

CW: Mental health, depression, dub con, alcoholism. If it isn’t your shit, don’t go there, babe.

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It was rare that they had a common enemy for a long enough time as to become momentary allies, of them all, the US Government did oppose a challenge. So it was a genuine struggle from the moment when he broke out of his cell, found Zim drugged out of his ever loving mind on a dissection table and broke them out of a governmental facility in the middle of fucking nowhere, he realized it was one of those days. 

Two stolen grenades, a few puzzles and a dead soldier later, they were out of the labyrinth that seemed to be a governmental compound. Stormy skies above accompanied Dib ominously as he pulled on Zim’s bare hand while running through the desert, avoiding as many motion and thermal sensors throwing them off with the space blankets oversuit he’d stolen and by jumping around the bushes.

Every time they bumped, Zim made slurred, colourful, weird notes like ‘You seem to have a better body mass, Dib stink’, ‘You saved me, I’ll hate that in the morning’, ‘You’re the only human I’d actually kill for thus far, Dib human’, ‘You’re almost smart when you actually try’. Even if he wouldn’t admit to his enemy, each phrase was like a worm consuming his every rational thought and sent his mind on overdrive of ‘what ifs’ he usually tried to stop with alcohol abuse. God, he needed a drink right now.

Dib pushed back ino the hoodie a few strands of his jet black hair, pissed off at how he had lost his good hair tie somewhere. The main gates of the compound opened behind him and he gasped, throwing himself over Zim as two convoys roared out of it, “Don’t think it’s the time for fraternizing, Dig-thing,” the alien slurred settling his arms around Dib’s skinny neck and tapped Dib’s nose, earning a frown and a blush from the human. 

As the convoys left, Dib could only wish the image wasn’t burned in his retina, a shameful part of him insisting on using those minutes of the day… Later… Ugh, Zim barely even knows who he’s talking to, said the ruthless little part of his conscience, just get your pathetic ass out of here you can be stupid at home… “F-for fuck’s sake” he mumbled and started to get up, when he was roughly pulled down by the collar, he went with a gasp. How often could he forget how superhuman Zim’s strength fucking is? 

Dib frowned and looked away from the drunken angry alien, at least the sun was setting and if they could move quietly- “Look at me, Dib. LOOK AT ZIM!” The convoy stopped and started on a path back... Great, scratch that… “I’m looking at you, Zim! Now shut up and let’s get out of here,” he said quietly through his teeth, “Just shut up.” 

Zim smiled at him and poked at his nose chuckling, “You look nice when you’re stressed.” What does that even fucking mean? Dib shook his head to clear his thoughts and rolled away as the lights of the convoy went up, SHIT. He laid low and let out a shaky breath, looking at the next bush they could crawl to.

“Come on, Zim, we need to get your cockroach ass out of here”, Dib took Zim’s wrist, before he could move Zim pulled his face close enough as to have their breaths mingle and he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck rise and Zim’s claws are so sharp and his fingers so soft and he might as well have a fucking heart attack and maybe it isn’t a great fucking idea to listen to a drugged alien poking provocatively at his chest as if he hasn’t been touched in years and what if human beings didn’t care for physical contact with him and could he be less fucking needy when the agents looking for them might as well turn them into doormats to deter escapees. FUCK!- 

“Look. At. Zim” he said poking at Dib’s chest as if challenging him, “ … Eh… Kah’ldya hujkali’r … “ What? What the actual fuck? A question that went unsaid by Dib’s expression, first irken gibberish he couldn’t translate without his guides and the app in his busted up computer. There was a pink trail of irken blood down the alien’s chin as he wobbled to his feet and out of his very worn PAK, came out a leg with a button he pressed.

“The fuck was that?” hissed Dib as he pushed both of them down as a light passed them overhead. “You worry too much. I am Zim, I’m amazing and you can’t even start to understand my genius ways, Dib filth” the alien slurred and patted Dib’s face, Zim sighed and looked up at him, “Mine.” Dib sighed and picked the alien again, by the oversized overalls and rolled his eyes expecting a less giddy wobbly alien to follow him when a large explosion went off overhead, turning over one of the jeeps. 

Only a second later the voot cruiser materialized in front of them at the speed of light, “Our ride is here! Get up before they bring the big guns...“ Zim rubbed at his head and pointed back at the high security military base from which Dib failed to get any fucking proof of the shit going on within as he made his way out because he was babysitting Zim this once. Still he threw Zim inside the cruiser and watched the hatch close behind him as machinegun fire went off, alarms going off within the spaceship, “What are we doing here?” said the computer as the voot went off at top speed making Zim and Dib land in a heap at the back of the driver’s seat. “Paranormal investigation” – “We were kidnapped” they answered in unison. 

Dib looked down at Zim rising an exasperated eyebrow, “We were kidnapped,” he repeated, “We need to leave, I need a cigarette and I’m fucking thankful that I don’t have a digital print right now, Zim, stop!” he said as Zim attempted to rub his face on his lower belly spreading blood all over it and far too close for comfort to other sensitive areas that MAY need immediate and desperate attention, but he feels dirty enough with the shit he’s witnessed so far. 

“Can we run some test to know what he was dosed with?!” he asked looking away from the alien offering a sly grin at his lap, blinking slowly up at him. 

The computer sounded bored by the request as it said “Initiating blood analysis through PAK system, it seems to be damaged. It may be fixed once you’re back at the base,” Dib sighed, as he pushed the hoodie of the stolen overall off his head and said, “Great.” So then he could leave Zim at his base, safely away from authorities and then just get drunk on whatever he found cheapest at the store for a day or five, he pushed his hair back, pretending he wasn’t bothered as hell that he lost his hair tie.

Zim alternated between looking confusedly around him to attempting to command the ship, which both the AI and Dib fought against, they threw the overalls through the vent and he seriously needed not to think on how his mouth watered as he divested Zim of the overall he forced him into at the lab/torture chamber back in the military compound.

It wasn’t half an hour later that he threw the door open at Zim’s home and just pushed past GIR “Oh, Master don’t look so good…” robotic tentacles came down from the ceiling and took Zim from Dib’s arms as sighed in relief, this whole thing felt like too much responsibility for the level of anxiety he was dealing with. Zim seemed to be reluctant to let go of his mangled shirt, “Alha’dun… Kah’ldya hujkali’r” he was pushed through the opening to his laboratory and then there was silence.

GIR hummed just as Dib felt he was overstaying his welcome, “I can translate irken!” he smiled with his tongue out and Dib looked at the small robot sideways expectantly, yet apprehensive on the information, “He said! Trust me, I’ll keep you safe- HEY!” Dib turned around mid-sentence and his feet didn’t stop until he reached his home. 

The neighbors were screaming, there was a siren down the street and the pipe under the kitchen sink leaked again leaving the smell of humidity on the air, he collapsed against his closed door and crawled to his bed a few moments later so he could have a proper breakdown.

[mawritesbnha]

the members of the bakusquad with a quiet partner please and thank youu. Also i really like your writing

Soooooo

I did hcs cause you know, multiple characters

I don’t know if Jirou is officially part of the Bakusquad but I included her cause she’s great and I’ve never written for her, buuuut I couldn’t find a lot of things to say…

Also I feel like I was a bit harsh on Mina, sorry about that…

First time writing for Sero as well and uuuuhhh I actually think I like him a lot now, I have to stop thinking about it.

Anyway hope you’ll enjoy these dearie! And feedback is always appreciated just leaving this here

Smoochies from Ma!

Katsuki

he mostly doesn’t mind

sometimes he even finds it comforting

his family, his life, himself…all of these are pretty hectic and loud so it can feel really relaxing to be with someone who’s quieter

it does remind him a bit of his parents’ relationship though

meaning that he’s like his mum? angry hedgehog isn’t too thrilled

I mean he knows they’re similar but it still doesn’t mean he’ll openly admit it

he does enjoy the fact that they’re only talking when they have something important to say, kacchan isn’t fond of chit chat as you might have guessed

now I can also see him get frustrated quite often with a quiet s/o

it will get on his nerves if they hardly ever voice their opinion and he’ll nag them so he can finally know what is going on in their brain

part of this is because it’s not how he functions so he has trouble understanding it sometimes and bakuboi doesn’t do well with confusion

but another reason is that he knows how…passionate he can be, and he doesn’t want to step all over his partner

so yeah part of his aggressivity is just him caring

tough love FTW

in the end, I think a quiet, or at least a more level-headed partner would be best for him

Eijirou

is there anything that could deter this precious shark baby??

I don’t think so

whether you’re quiet or loud doesn’t matter, he’ll love you just as much

and he’ll adapt depending on what you need from him

thinks is s/o is so cool and manly with that mysterious, quiet aura

he loves it

but he’ll sometimes worry he’s too much for you, after all he is a rather vibrant person

but I can also see him having moments when he is really calm and doesn’t talk too much, just chilling by himself or with you

maybe working out

but just recharging you know?

people at UA and in general tend to be really loud therefore it can be difficult for quiet people to make their voice heard, so Eijirou always tries to make sure that you can express yourself and that your opinion is taken into account

in the end, it doesn’t matter to Kirishima and I don’t think there is a type that would suit him better

he’s honestly such a sweetheart you’d have to make some serious efforts to not have an amazing relationship with him

Denki

don’t worry he’ll do the talking

LOTS of it

just look at him interact with Shinsou, he obviously doesn’t mind when someone’s a lot more reserved than he is

you don’t see the need to talk about yourself or feel like you’d be boring or oversharing?

forget it, Pikachu will ask you lots of questions and be really enthusiastic about anything that you tell him

you’d honestly complement each other out well and I also think he could benefit from dating someone who’s not as extra as him

he would appreciate someone who could/would flirt back with him even though it’d make him really flustered

but he also doesn’t mind being the most vocal about your mutual affection

explains that his smooth talking has rendered you speechless

you’re really just trying to keep it together cause he makes you swooon

right?

I can see him being a little self-conscious

actually really self-conscious

I’ve already said that I don’t believe Denki knows what he’s doing, and he can be pretty insecure

already thinks he really is stupid and that his loud behaviour is making that even more obvious

are you finding it annoying? tiring? is he draining you? omg is he embarrassing you?

behind his cheeky smiles I can see lots of internal meltdowns

please reassure this poor zappy baby

in the end I think Kaminachu would go well with a quiet s/o (and that seems to be his type) just not hardcore quiet

Hanta

punchlines

seriously I can see you being that kind of couple who doesn’t talk a lot but when they do it blows everyone away

Sero’s a pretty chill guy and has no problem understanding and accepting your quietness

lots of dates where it’s just the two of you hanging out together in comfortable silence, maybe with some occasional comments but you don’t need much to feel at ease together

still, he’s a social kinda guy who can talk and make new friends really easily so he is often surrounded

he’ll make sure this doesn’t become too much for you and you don’t feel excluded though

likes to tease you sometimes but it’s never mean-spirited

you being more reserved actually leaves some room for him to finally shine and he does enjoy that

although he sometimes feels guilty over it, believing it’s selfish of him to think like that

but as I said he is a very considerate boyfriend and he will help you come out of your shell if need be and be way gentler than someone in that process

in the end Sero could go with either a quiet or loud s/o (for the latter they’d have to make sure they’re not overshadowing him though)

Mina

opposites attract I guess?

she doesn’t really have a problem with it but it can get confusing for her

like sometimes she’ll try to do something sweet by her standards and that would just make you uncomfortable

once she realises it she’s really sorry about the whole thing and promises to do better next time

she is going to get frustrated by your quietness

like don’t get me wrong, she doesn’t want you to change and loves you the way you are

but there are times when she can act a little like a child, pouting and whining about how you’re not telling her enough that you love her, or that she wishes you’d do more of the stuff she likes and that you usually decline because of your reserved personality

like Denki she’d be happy to do most of the talking and she will ask you some questions but I feel like she wouldn’t be as good of a listener as him

she loves to learn new things about you of course, but if you’re reluctant to talk about yourself she’ll nag you about it just for the sake of nagging you

in the end I think a quiet s/o wouldn’t be ideal for Mina, it could still work, but it’d take a lot more efforts and communication than with a s/o who’d be a bit more like her

Kyoka

so like twins?

okay she might not be the quietest but she definitely is one of the more reserved students

the silently judging you couple

like with Hanta, you both do not talk much but when you do it’s often pure genius

you like to tease others, especially when they’re being rude about your quietness

you do talk a bit more when it’s just the two of you, it just comes naturally

and it’s often very sweet and cute, who’d have thought

if you’re not already a musician she’d try to get you to play an instrument explaining that it’s a great way to express yourself without having to talk

she agrees to sing to you but only on special occasions and it makes her blush

in the end I think Jirou would get along very well with a quiet s/o, but maybe someone a bit more extroverted than her would actually balance the relationship better

[babblingblondegenius]

Future Ficlet: All You Need is Love...and Coffee

Wow, tonight’s episode was brutal.  Between the painful Olicity separation in present time and the lack of Olicity in the dark future of the flash-forwards, we aren’t seeing any of the happy right now.  There seems to be no hope. Our heroes’ sacrifices were all in vain.  Basically, everything sucks.

As kismet would have it, a couple of weeks ago, I shared a fun little head canon with @allimariexf and @hope-for-olicity and they both encouraged me to ‘write the thing.’  I’ve had a terrible case of writer’s block for quite some time (meaning I have a gazillion story ideas and a ton of WIPs that are unfinished).  I expected this one to end up dormant in my drafts as well.  But after tonight’s episode, I felt the need to finish it because we (and Olicity, of course) deserve a little hope and happy.  Set two years in the future, the premise of this little fluffy ficlet is that Felicity needs an assistant but she has particular criteria ;)  

This should have been the easy part.  

After months of enticing investors, obtaining the proper licenses and permits, all the legal mumbo jumbo, and locating the perfect office space, hiring an executive assistant is going to be the breaking point where she finally loses her sanity.  

Which completely defeats the purpose of trying to find someone to help her in the first place.

She has been doing fine on her own, thriving actually, since she decided it was time to recommence building a tech company from the ground up, sans Curtis this time.   This venture, for better or worse, will be all hers.  Her vision.  Her name. Her legacy.

Despite her initial apprehension at that thought, she has a clarity and confidence in her mission and goals that has propelled her forward at a pace she couldn’t have imagined.  So far, choosing which of her many prototypes she wanted to launch first has been her biggest challenge.

Until now.  

She had narrowed down the stack of over 100 applications to the eight most qualified for the position, and began the interview process at 7:00 this morning.  

The first one had been punctual, neat, and lacking any sort of personality whatsoever.  

The second one arrived twenty minutes late and then interrupted Felicity mid-interview to take a non-emergency personal call on her cell phone.

The third one tapped her super long artificial nails on the edge of Felicity’s desk the entire time and included ‘loud typer’ when asked how her current co-workers would describe her.

The fourth one was a chaotic whirlwind who overshared details of his personal life on every single question.

Maybe he just had too much caffeine in his system. Or maybe she doesn’t have enough.

Coffee.  She needs coffee.  Her next interviewee isn’t scheduled to come in for another hour, so she takes the reprieve to just lay her head down on her desk for a moment in order to gather up the energy she needs to make the trek down the block for her caffeine fix.

“One vanilla soy latte, extra sugar, extra cinnamon, extra whip cream.”  

Oh yes.  That’s exactly what she wants.  Why she is thinking it in Oliver’s voice, she doesn’t know.  Her coffee daydream is so vivid, she can even smell the soothing notes of vanilla with hints of sweet cinnamon spice wafting through the air. Mmmmmmmm.

“Felicity….honey, are you okay?”  Oliver’s voice again.  She slowly lifts her head and sees her husband standing on the other side of her desk, holding a large cup emblazoned with the logo of her favorite java joint and her name scrawled across it in black marker.

“I am now,” she practically purrs as he hands over her treasured treat.  After taking a deep inhale and a long swallow, she blissfully smiles at him.  “It’s perfect.  You’re perfect.”  Suddenly jumping up out of her chair, she shares the revelation brought on by the jolt of caffeine in her system. “Oh!  I have a great idea!  You should apply to be my EA.”  

Oliver chuffs out a laugh.  “Because I brought you coffee?  Your standards must be pretty low.”  

“Worried you couldn’t cut it, Mr. Queen?” she asks, arching an eyebrow in challenge.

“I think my time served as Mayor proves otherwise,” he retorts with an air of gravitas but mimics her gesture, silently letting her know that he enjoys her teasing him and is willing to play along.  

She shakes her head.  “Nope, not helpful.  You couldn’t even get me a break on my taxes when you were the mayor.  What are your current qualifications?”

He ponders the inquiry for a moment before responding proudly, “I’m the head chef at Chez Queen.”

She rolls her eyes at Oliver’s corny moniker for their kitchen but gives him an encouraging smile.  “Oh yeah, I’ve eaten there a few times.  The food is magnificent.  But do you have any business experience?”

His expression goes from proud to smug.  “As a matter of fact, I do.  I was formerly the CEO of Queen Consolidated.”

She takes another swig of coffee and checks an incoming text on her cell phone before reminding him, “I happen to have first-hand knowledge you wouldn’t have made it a week without your super smart and highly efficient EA.”   

“That’s true,” he concedes with a grin, “though on the downside, she only brought me coffee one time.  One”, he repeats, taking her coffee and phone and setting them off to the side. Placing his palms flat on the edge of her desk, he leans in closer, a visible twinkle in his vivid blue eyes.   “I think she actually broke our coffeemaker.  Violently,” he teases in a conspiratorial whisper.

Mirroring her husband, she leans in over the desk until their noses are almost touching.  “A little violence doesn’t scare you, does it, Mr. Queen?”  She allows her gaze to run down the length of his torso, visibly appreciating the definition of his biceps that his jacket cannot conceal. “You look like you could handle yourself just fine.”

“I like to stay in shape.”  He feigns modesty but she knows her husband and can recognize that look in his eyes. “Some cardio, free weights, martial arts, salmon ladder…”

“That’s so hot” she blurts out, temporarily slipping out of character as her brain produces an amazing visual of sweaty and shirtless Oliver making his way up the salmon ladder.  Will there ever be a day when that doesn’t turn her on?  Probably not, and judging from the self-satisfied smirk on his face, he mentioned it on purpose just to get that very reaction out of her.   Determined to get back on track, she rephrases, “I mean, that sounds interesting.”  She decides a change of topic would be helpful to give her an advantage in their little game.  “Computer skills?”

She immediately regrets that question when Oliver gives her a feral smile that makes her weak in the knees.  Lowering his voice to the same octave he uses when he is dressed in green leather, he divulges, “I’ve hacked a federal prison network.”

Guh, game over.  In all her years with Oliver, that is the sexiest thing he has ever said. She quickly makes her way around the desk and invades his personal space. “Seems like you’re a man of many talents,” she coos appreciatively, latching onto his arm and nuzzling her face into the sleeve of his jacket to breathe in the scent that is uniquely Oliver.

“My wife taught me a thing or two,” he boasts, turning so they are face-to-face and he can wrap his arms around her.  

Her hands instinctively move from his arm to his chest, resting over his heart.  “She must be an amazing woman.”

Oliver nods in agreement, his nose nuzzling hers. “She is.  She’s the best.”

“I know you’re just saying that to get husband points and its working,” she acknowledges affectionately, her hand caressing the stubble on his jaw.   He tilts his head into her palm like a contented cat and she takes the opportunity to kiss him like she wanted to since she saw him in front of her desk, whether it was five minutes ago with coffee or nine years ago with a bullet-ridden laptop.  

Oliver moans and deepens the kiss, the fervent strokes of his tongue making her long for more.  “Okay, you’re hired,” she pants, breaking the kiss when her need for air temporarily overcomes her need for Oliver.  “Smoak Tech is a start-up so your health care package consists of me patching you up if you are injured and I’m sure we can work out some type of compensation for your time and skills,” provocatively shifting her body against his and feeling his obvious interest through his jeans and her skirt.  Two soft kisses and one firm rotation of his hips later, she is internally debating the sturdiness of her desk and whether they have time for her to show him exactly what she means by ‘compensation’ before her next appointment shows up.

“That’s a very tempting offer, Ms. Smoak” he murmurs into her hair as his hand travels down her back and immediately finds its usual place on the curve of her shapely ass, pulling her impossibly closer, “but I’m afraid my current employer really needs me right now and I just can’t bear to leave her,” his free hand gesturing to the stroller where their daughter slumbers peacefully.

Felicity sighs, pure happiness filling her heart and clearing her mind as she rests her head on her husband’s chest to gaze lovingly at the chubby-cheeked, perfect amalgamation of her and Oliver they brought into the world just four short months ago.   “Sounds like she has you wrapped around her little finger.”  

Oliver rests his chin on the top of her head and she can hear the love and contentment in his voice when he whispers in her hair, “From the very first moment I met her.  She takes after her mother that way.”

A/N:  Thank you for reading!  I hope this helped to soothe the sting of all the angst.  Queen family feels FTW.  William was not in this fic because at that time of day, he should be in school and also I didn’t want to traumatize him any further with Olicity’s blatant flirty flirt.  The poor kid has seen enough already lol.  

Huge thanks and virtual hugs to @allimariexf and @hope-for-olicity for all the fun conversations and being all around wonderful :)

Oliver’s ‘current employer’ ;)

[jandjsalmon]

How did you choose your children's names? (Only if you feel comfortable sharing.)

Oh I feel comfortable sharing. I overshare on the regular. lol.

We are VERY into family names at our house. I believe that when you name your child after someone important to you and your family - you’re telling them that they are an important link in a chain of family and it reminds them that they while they have a lot to live up to - they can look to the person they’re named for as an example of strong and stalwart men and women.

My oldest is ‘David Scott’ after his father (David Jay) and HIS father (David Holt) and HIS father (Scott Walker). But we call our son Scott. 

My second son is ‘Bennett Clark’ because my step-dad who passed away when I was 15 was Clark and my mother’s father was Bennett John (and was named Bennett because his mother’s maiden name was Bennett and that was a thing in 1916 when he was born). Sometimes I hear myself say Ben’s name in the same exasperated tone my grandmother used on my grandpa and it’s pretty darn funny.

My daughter is ‘Elizabeth Cole’ - and she was named for my favourite book character (Elizabeth Bennet) - and my mother’s grandmother was named Martha Emma Cole (Cole being her surname). We call her Bethy though - because neither of us loved Lizzie and I loved how Jo called her sister Bethy in Little Women... so it stuck - and now she goes by it everywhere (she even asked me to register her for junior high as Bethy... which I refused. lol).

So yeah. Family names ftw.

Inbox me (1) thing you want to know about me

[stusbunker]

Dean: Come on, what are you doing?

Me: Nothing, why?

Dean: Shouldn’t you be writing, not whatever that is.

Me: I’m just scrolling my feed, it takes two seconds.

Dean: You did it like seven times since I have sat down.

Me: So?

Dean: So? The kids are brushing their teeth, Ben’s on bedtime duty. You have a free minute, write.

Me: *pouts*

Dean: Stu...

Me: But it’s a Crowley chapter.

Dean: Ah, whiskey?

Me: Please?

I blame Beka @impala-dreamer (and Tumblr in general), because after too much exposure I somehow now am talking to characters.

Please someone actually come kick my ass.