Basically spent a half hour at work today catching frogs at the pond. I’m perpetually 10 years old.
“Janet, I’m about to tell you something very frightening… the characters you have written are gay.”
“No!”
“In fact, we’re going to have to declare this a-“
“What’s that buzzing sound? NO!!”
Everyday of my life is a gay emergency.
Best tag ever. Also, sorry about your predicament.
HOW DOES THIS GIF EXIST BECAUSE IT IS PERFECT
THAT BUG IS DRIVING A CARRR
Flamethrower
Left a brick on the gas pedal and let my car take off down the Mass pike.
and in relevant news.
I do not promote high school-centric teacher/student Rizzles in any way shape or form.
I believe my post was misconstrued.
I do on the other hand feel okay with professor/grad student-centric Rizzles ala Bette and Nadia per the L word.
suffice to say it is classy
and well written
and they pass organic chemistry
because that class is a bitch.
In other news, hand holding spider’s family has converged on my car to avenge their fallen brethren
I really just wanna build a blanket fort and play card games in it.
or hide in it and shoot nerf gun bullets at random people.
All I want in life basically.
Howdy!
I’m not in the process of writing it yet. It is actually a prompt that I’ve had for sometime but haven’t written.
I actually work with kids and teens with mental illnesses so I’m keen to explore and write it when the right storyline decides to come along and make its presence known by popping into my head (which is proving difficult)
But I write and post here as well as on ff under the same pen name as my url. You can also get to my ff page through its link on my blog.
I hope I can do that little prompt justice when I get around to it. I know the issue of mental illness is a touchy one, so I want to do right by it.
Oh my god.
You’re so right.
That prompt actually popped up in my head the other day and I’ve been giving it some serious thought about how to get it into ficlet form.
hannibal genderswap → a session with dr.bedelia du maurier
“Last session, you were telling me about the woman you work with, Detective Rizzoli. Tell me more about her.”
“…For the first time in a long while, I see the possibility of friendship. In fact, this past weekend, I held a dinner party for her and her family.”
“I believe that you could use a friend, Hannah.”
”At the end of the day, I find that she has the ability to make me feel human.”
“Why would you feel otherwise?”
when jane’s all like “dONT IGNORE ME IM TALKIGN ABOUT CASEY AGAIN I LURVE HIM” and she’s so blinded by said ~love~ that she can’t see maura being all piddled off when she’s talking about his broken ass ugh it’s like
“mAURAAA LISTEN 2 ME TALK ABOUT SARGENT TITTYFIST”
and maura is just like “i swear on the rack of god if u don’t shut up…¬¬”
… ON THE RACK OF GOD SHE SWEARS.
As do we all.
I actually had to google this to see what it was.
And while I understand that some people may enjoy reading that (or enjoy it themselves) I can’t take that on.
I feel as though it would be too OOC for the characters, as well as for me. I’m all for writing smut, but I’m sorry anon, I can’t write that.
I don’t mean to shoot down your idea, and I’m sure there are fics out there for what you want. But I’m more of a fluffy love feels and a little bit of angst type of gal.
Source: Xena: Defender of Peace
Whoa there.
How about you let me reblog with a proper layout and all of my tags, mkay tumblr app?
