lynati:

autistic-sowachowski:

lady-patra:

shiraglassman:

purpleshimapan:

fireandwonder:

shiraglassman:

shiraglassman:

We just bought a cute sofa from an antique shop, while being very obviously a couple and looking like a butch/femme salt and pepper shaker set, and the shop owner wanted to know how long we’d been, and I quote, “hanging out.”

I’ll still laughing at this the next morning.

*gets down on one knee in front of gal pal* *takes out ring* Will you hang out with me?

There was one time I was out shoe shopping with my partner and I was debating buying these cute pastel green shoes. The saleswoman was like “well why don’t we ask your friend here?” I said “oh actually this is my partner.” The woman stared at us blank faced for a few awkward seconds before forcibly smiling and saying, “partner in crime?”

JAW….DROP…. 

In a store once with a girl I used to date, browsing through all these different mattresses. One of the sales ladies came over and talked about all the beds with us for quite some time while we told her what we were looking for. It was painfully obvious we were a couple, like literally holding hands and calling each cute pet names out loud. Finally the sales lady laughs nervously and says “sooo.. wow, what kind of roommate setup is that that forces you two to have to share a bed!?”
I just sort of stared at her for second at a complete loss and said “… the dating kind…”

Cute nicknames to call your same gender partner:

-hang out buddy
-partner in crime
-roommate I’m forced to share a bed with

In that order, it sounds like the description of a slow-burn fanfic.

batter-sempai:

girlwholovesturtles:

writing-prompt-s:

You throw your rent bill across the room in frustration, and it lands under your bed. A few seconds later, a claw pushes the bill back out with a wad of cash.

Monster under the bed finally paying his fucking rent.

Can I date this monster?

just-shower-thoughts:

Relationship is like a fart. If you have to force it, it’s probably shit.

ruletogether:

“But why do you ship a hero with the villain??! Its so problema-“

“For the angst Karen. I need some drama before they fuck. It aint that deep.“

bigbigbigtruck:

yadivagirl:

brutereason:

I find it fascinating that people who choose not to have children are generally assumed to feel really strongly about not having children (or even to feel really strongly against children, anyone’s children, in general). I am probably not going to have children, not because I REALLY REALLY HATE the idea of having children, but because I don’t really really love it. Out of all the major decisions I will make in my life, this one is the only irreversible one. I can sell a house, quit a job, divorce a spouse, whatever. I cannot unhave a child. I cannot opt out of being a parent once I become a parent. I can’t even take a step back for the sake of self-care or whatever, or else my child will suffer.

So for me, having children is fuck yes or not at all. The default will be to remain childfree. Having children should be an opt-in decision, not an opt-out one. Until/unless I develop really strong feelings about wanting to have children, I won’t have them, even if that means I never end up having them at all.

As a mother, I really wish more people gave having children this kind of clear contemplation and thought. It’s an irreversible decision. Too many people don’t understand that.

this this this this this.

diehellarache:

jazzypizzaz:

death-star510:

doktorgirlfriend:

Other, More Considerate People: I like to keep my story as close to canon and ship-free as possible so everyone can enjoy it. 🙂

My Self-Indulgent Ass: ‘Sup, assholes, here’re all my implausible OTPs, their future children, a bunch of OCs that play prominent roles, and all my sexuality headcanons are in effect.

“To understand this fic you’ll need to refer to page 15, side A of my Extensive headcanon timeline of the entire history of this character and everyone he ever met, the contents of which are helpfully provided absolutely nowhere.”

“behold as I construct the precarious scaffolding of this story from discarded tumblr shitposts, my id, a dream I had once, poorly concealed psychological projection, the abstract concept of the way it feels to look out at the sea, and a bunch of dumb jokes I couldn’t stop cackling to myself about. oh, but it’s fanfiction.“

#i’ll care about canon when i’m hired to write for the series and no sooner

sepiol:

one of the best rp feelings in the world is when someone makes a tag for ur char/ship its like youve earned a little place with them and their portrayal of their character whether its an oc or canon and its so pure and good