'how can you not like donna

  • Steph: Tim and Kon, sittin in a tree.
  • Dick: K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
  • Kon: for the last time, Tim and I have never made out!
  • Tim: It was just mouth-to-mouth!
  • Steph: wait
  • Tim: oops
  • Dick: are you saying that you have put your mouth on Kon's?
  • Damian: don't be vulgar, Grayson
  • Tim: yeah, okay, Kon SAVING MY LIFE is not making out
  • Cass: awww, you save each other!
  • Kon: we're teammates. it's what we do.
  • Cassie: he never gave ME mouth-to-mouth....
  • Kon: you never needed it!
  • Duke: how do you....even know mouth-to-mouth?
  • Kon: all heroes should know it!
  • Kara: yeah okay but who taught you?
  • Kon: I learned in the Teen Titans
  • Cassie: Teen Titans never taught me....just saying...
  • Kon: stop being gross!
  • Dick: Are you saying that being gay is gross, because if so, I am very disappointed in you--
  • Kon: THAT'S NOT WHAT I SAID
  • Jason: 's what it sounded like
  • Tim: Kon calling people who are gay gross would be hypocritical
  • Steph: and why is that, Timbo?
  • Tim: uh
  • Kon: I'm bi, okay?????
  • Kara: interesting. And how does Tim know this?
  • Tim: we're friends. We talk.
  • Steph: let me guess. It's 3 am, neither of you can sleep, Kon creeps into Tim's room--
  • Kara: Kon sits on the end of Tim's bed, they stare into each other's eyes--
  • Cassie: Kon says, softly, staring at the moonlight lighting up Tim's face--
  • Duke: "I'm bi, Tim."
  • Dick: "Bi....for YOU."
  • Tim: THAT NEVER HAPPENED
  • Steph: sureeeeeeee it didn't
  • Donna: that's how Dick came out as pan to me
  • Dick: sort of. I mean, I didn't say I was pan for her, but there was the moonlight, and the beds, and the 3 am part--
  • Damian: that never happened, Grayson
  • Donna: oh yeah it did, punk
  • Jon: I wish I had a friend I was that close to
  • Kara: why, Jonno? you got something to tell us?
  • Jon: No! I just wish I had a good friend...
  • Steph: Damian, you're such a terrible person, look at his little face
  • Damian: how is this about me, now? I thought we were talking about Drake and the clone!
  • Cass: we can talk about both
  • Jon: no, no, it's not Damian's fault--
  • Jason: that he's a little punk? yeah, it is
  • Damian: can we please go back to talking about Drake and the clone's mating habits?
  • Tim: JAY HOW DID YOU COME OUT AS BI?
  • Jason: walked up to the guy, made out with him, and said "hey, Roy, I'm bi" and he said, "That's funny, your pants were saying--"
  • Kara: OKAY JASON THERE ARE SMALL EARS HERE
  • Damian: Danvers is right, nobody wants to hear about you and Harper's disgusting habits
  • Steph: right, let's talk about CASS and Harper's disgusting habits!
  • Cass: Harper Row is the most beautiful girl to ever exist.
  • Steph, Tim, Kara, Dick: awwwwwwww
  • Duke: this doesn't mean you're off the hook, Timberly
  • Tim: suRE IT DOES!!!
  • Cass: no, I'm pretty sure we never learned where Kon learned CPR
  • Kon: Tim taught me, okay????????????????
  • Dick: I KNEW IT!!!
  • Steph: did you make out??
  • Kara: was it romantic??
  • Tim: NO!! We used a dummy, just like how we learned it with Batman!
  • Cass: oh
  • Donna: boring
  • Cassie: I expected more from you
  • Barbara: If it helps, I found footage of them on a rooftop last week....
  • Tim: NO NO NO
  • Kon: THAT NEVER HAPPENED
  • Steph: BABS MY HERO LET ME SEE
  • Tim: NOOOOOOOO
  • [everything descends into chaos]
  • Bruce: You asked why we never have family get-togethers, Clark. This. This is why.
  • Clark: I'll admit I wasn't, uh, expecting that. At all.
  • Diana, eating popcorn: I was!
Parks & Recs meme, prt. 2 !

Tom Haverford.

❝ One time my refrigerator stopped working. I didn’t know what to do. I just moved! ❞
❝ TREAT YOURSELF! ❞
❝ This is the hardest I’ve worked on anything since… Wow. I’ve never worked hard on anything. What a cool life! ❞
❝ Your boobs are dead! ❞
❝ [name], ask me if I’m sad. ❞
❝ Sometimes you gotta work a little, so you can ball a lot. ❞
❝ I have never taken the high road, but I tell other people to ‘cause then there’s more road for me on the low road. ❞
❝ Oh my god, what have I done? Like, to humanity! ❞
❝ God, you don’t deserve the internet! ❞

Donna Meagle.

❝ Treat. Yo. Self! ❞
❝ Is there some kind of medication that you maybe need a lot of, and have taken none of or a little too much of? ❞
❝ You best watch yourself. ❞
❝ If you don’t like how I tweet, don’t follow me. ❞
❝ Do I look like I drink water? ❞
❝ I’m chilling. ❞
❝ Yes, I am a hunter. And it’s you-season. ❞
❝ Come on now, you know I don’t give a fuck. ❞
❝ You don’t watch Game of Thrones? Have you seen those Dothraki dudes? They can get it! ❞

Chris Traeger.

❝ You did a great job, Superstar! ❞
❝ I believe you’re capable of much more. ❞
❝ I am 100% certain that I am 0% sure of what I’m going to do. ❞
❝ Your inbox is literally filled with penises. ❞
❝ You’re literally the meanest person I’ve ever met. ❞
❝ I have literally a 1,000 questions. ❞
❝ It literally broke my heart. ❞
❝ If I keep my body moving and my mind occupied at all times, I will avoid falling into a bottomless pit of despair. ❞
❝ I’m so happy! ❞

Ann Perkins.

❝ Jogging is the worst. I mean, I know it keeps you healthy, but God, At what cost? ❞
❝ I don’t know, I’m weird with kids. ❞
❝ I’m dating myself right now. ❞
❝ She/he has no flaws! There was one time I thought she/he farted. But it was me. ❞
❝ Oh my God, are you serious? ❞

Garry Gergich.

❝ I– no one ever lets me talk this long. I just got lost. ❞
❝ That was really something! ❞
❝ What? ….. I didn’t know I was adopted. ❞
❝ Do you need help with anything? ❞
❝ My birthday is February 29th! ❞
❝ Comic Sans always screams fun. ❞

the romantic’s guide to earth.

A playlist for young people coming of age, bewildered time travelers, benevolent aliens*, and other new arrivals to human civilization.

1. “Gosh,” by Jamie xx — The calm before the storm. The 2016 edition of human civilization is awe-inspiring in all the right and wrong ways.

2. “B.O.B.” by OutKast — *Here’s* the storm. The things that make the world beautiful and interesting are usually the same things that make it chaotic and terrifying. If you learn how to ride the lightning, though, even the apocalypse can be an excuse to party.

3. “Cold War,” by Janelle Monáe — The world is 95% horrible and does not have your best interests at heart. Be one of the good guys. Try to make it better.

4. “Common People,” by Pulp — To reiterate: there are people out there who aren’t exactly like you, and they deserve your respect. Don’t be an asshole.

5. “Temptation,” by New Order — Once you’ve got your feet back under you, you get another opportunity to marvel at just how intoxicating the world (and everything in it) really is.

6. “I Wanna Dance with Somebody,” by Whitney Houston — Now that you’re excited about everything, you want so badly to share it with somebody. Whitney Houston gets you.

7. “I Feel Love,” by Donna Summer — Hey! You get to dance with somebody!!!

8. “When Doves Cry,” by Prince — It turns out relationships can be complicated!!!! )-:

9. “Running Up That Hill,” by Kate Bush — You’re starting to learn that there are a lot of flipsides in life. For one, the infinite variety that makes people fascinating also makes it so that you’ll never totally understand anyone else, even someone you love. *Especially* someone you love. And no matter how much you want them to feel the way you do, no amount of hoping can guarantee that they will.

10. “Bad Religion,” by Frank Ocean — Aw, bud.

11. “Sloop John B,” by the Beach Boys — Sometimes you just want to go home. This is especially true after the world’s ripped your heart out and hired Michael Flatley, Lord of the Dance, to riverdance on it.

12. “Everybody Plays the Fool,” by the Main Ingredient — You don’t completely understand other people, and they don’t completely understand you, but one thing everyone knows is how it feels to get your heart broken. Understanding that other people survived is your first step to getting up and over it.

13. “Untitled,” by R.E.M. — The next step? Looking out your window and realizing that the (beautiful, horrible) world didn’t end. And that maybe, just maybe, there are people out there who’ll love you and care about you no matter what.

14. “All My Friends,” by LCD Soundsystem — One of the things you’ll learn from your hard times is that you don’t have to go through them alone and never did. Good friends will save your life.

15. “Born to Run,” by Bruce Springsteen — Thanks to people who care about you, you’ll know by now that it’s risky to hope and riskier not to.

16. “Sally MacLennane,” by the Pogues — Being part of the world means you’re gonna lose a lot of people and things who are important to you along the way. Learn how to say goodbye.

17. “Favorite Thing,” by The Replacements — In a cruel world, love is an act of rebellion. Caring is cool. Being in love is cool.

18. “OK Pal,” by M83 — Being in love is really cool.

19. “You Send Me,” by Sam Cooke — It turns out relationships don’t have to be complicated!!!!

20. “Waterloo Sunset,” by the Kinks — Maybe for the first time, your sense of wonder extends to your everyday life. You’ll learn how to be kinder to other people, to appreciate the parts of them that are arbitrary and essential, and to be grateful for them.

21. “Once in a Lifetime,” by Talking Heads — The most important thing to remember is to stay awake. It could all end at any moment, and you don’t get any do-overs. Savor all of it. [Time travelers can disregard.]

22. “The Obvious Child,” by Paul Simon — You’ll grow up risking everything just by taking part in the world. You’ll win and you’ll lose, and as hard as growing older is, it’ll also give you the perspective you need to sift through the bullshit and the joy you need to heal. The world won’t be the same as it was when you first got here. It’ll be richer for everything you and your memories have added to it.

*The playlist for malevolent aliens is one song: “Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue,” by Toby Keith

In my opinion the best part of Doctor Who isn’t the different creatures, worlds, or mysteries on Earth. It’s the different Doctor’s and their companions, more importantly, how they each have their own themes. The themes are beautiful, and you can truly hear each doctor and each companion in their theme, their traits, their characteristics, their wit, humour or sadness. To me, that’s really what you want from a show like this.

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One of the many things I’ve learned, is that no matter what you do, somebody is around the next corner with a better version of it. And if that person is a man it might not even be better, it just might get more attention. And sometimes that person is you. The you that’s never satisfied with what you just did, because you’re obsessed with whatever is next. The one constant is this. It’s you. It’s us. The project gets us to the people. Because it’s people that got me where I am. People like Diane Gould. People like my husband, and my first partner, Gordon Clark. People like my last and best partner, Cameron Howe. And for all the rest of you, I hope that tonight can be the beginning of something. Something so that even if we see each other across the corporate battle lines one day, that you will know that I am rooting for you. I can’t help but not. Because I am a partner by trade, and a mother and a sister by design. And I am - I am so proud to be on this journey with you.

Halt and Catch Fire || Ten of Swords

anonymous asked:

Hi can you do one wCan you do one whereFelicity finds out she’s pregnant before the reception and tells Oliver

Felicity knocked on the door, as she nervously smoothed down her dress. She should wait. Part of her was screaming to wait at least until things calmed down again. But there was an equally vocal part that wanted to run into Oliver’s arms and kiss him squarely on the face and just let them be happy. They deserved to be happy. 

The door creaked open and William peered out at her. “Donna told me not to let you two see each other before the thing.”

“Of course she did,” Felicity muttered. “But that rule only applies if you aren’t already married.”

“See seemed pretty adamant.”

“I need to see your dad before we go out there,” she replied, biting her lip. “It’s very important.”

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Winchesterprincessbride Reads-A/B/O Edition

Everyone who knows me knows I am complete, utter A/B/O trash.  Especially Alpha! Sam.  He just does it for me in a big, BIG way. I know I often see people looking for A/B/O fic recs, so I’m gonna make some recommendations since I have read so many of them.

1.  Nice To Meet You- By @ilostmyshoe-79  -  Alpha!Sam yummyness! I have read this one so many times I can probably recite it by memory.  One of my all-time favorites. Kimmy is the bomb!

2. Claimed- By @ilostmyshoe-79 Another Kimmy masterpiece.  This one is Alpha!Dean, and another one of my all-time favorites. So I like Kimmy, so?

3. Moonlight By @cleverdame A/B/O and Daddy!Sam feels in the same story. Hells Yeah!!! This story has a sequel.  Blisteringly hot sexy times in this one! George is a Sam!girl after my own heart!

4. I Lost My Sock By @huntingandwritingthings  Who knew laundry could be so hot? It all starts when Sam’s sock end’s up in the reader’s basket.  I will never look at laundry as boring again!

5. Political Animals By yours truly, @winchesterprincessbride  It’s my list so I can put one of my own stories if I want! Alpha Sam!/Omega Reader (duh!) where they hook up in a bar and reader bails, only to cross paths later at a debate where their parents are opponents.

6. Together- By @kittenofdoomage  This is Alpha!Dean and it is angsty as all get out. But it’s Kitten, so you know it’s DAMN good! Some trigger warnings so check before you read.  

7. Starting Over By my favorite redhead, @oriona75 This is an A/B/O AU featuring Alpha! Tahmoh and Omega Reader and it’s really good! This was one of the first A/B/O’s I read and I remember thinking to myself, What the hell is a knot??? Oh how far I have come LOL!

8. Alpha looks like an Omega By one of my buddies in the A/B/O trash can, @dr-dean  This one is 12 chapters in on AO3, and it has a unique twist.  The reader is the Alpha, and DEAN is the Omega.  SO GOOD, and the spin makes it different.

9. The Arrangement By @helvonasche If you know Hel, you know she writes some damn fine smut! Sam and (OC Charlotte AKA Chuck) make an arrangement to get them through her heats and his ruts.  Dean and Donna are a couple in this also, which is a plus!

10. Of Hyacinths and Cookies By @madamelibrarian - Alpha!Sam/Omega!Jess .Even though I knew what was going to happen, I wanted the ending to be different somehow.  Knowing didn’t make it any easier.  So touching and sweet and sad.

11. Brown-eyed Girl By my pal @jotink78 AKA Sleepy Jean.  This little gem is her first attempt at A/B/O.  SJ doesn’t do smut, and you don’t even notice. It’s Alpha!Sam. (Are you guys sensing a pattern here ?? :) What happens when Sam saves an Omega from an assault and realizes he wants her for himself?

tagging @jotink78 @madamelibrarian @helvonasche @dr-dean @oriona75

@kittenofdoomage @huntingandwritingthings @cleverdame @ilostmyshoe-79

I don’t think whovians from the eleven and twelve doctors realize how hard it was for the first fans of Rose when she left.

I know a lot of people don’t like her now, mostly because they loved Amy or Clara first (or even Martha or Donna), but Rose was perfect for us. 

Originally posted by jasonbulls

She was perfect with Nine, and she was perfect with Ten (which was quite unexpected you know because how can a character be perfect in a ship when the other character literally changes his face ?). She was “normal”. She didn’t have any big dream, didn’t know what to do with her life, had a real mom and fell in love with a guy from space. She was us.

And then, she left.

Originally posted by fidelisfortis

Honestly I cried for days and couldn’t stand Martha at first (totally not Martha’s fault). I couldn’t imagine my perfect perfect ship was broken before it actually happened.

And then she CAME BACK.

One episode after another, we had signs that she were on her way. We had signs that she was going to find her doctor again. We got hope.

And she appeared. For the last time. And then she left again with a simili doctor.

And we never got to hear about her after that. Like she never happened. We never got to hear about Martha and Donna and Mickey and Jack after that… (except for the anniversary of course… in which Rose wasn’t even Rose… I still cried when I saw her)

Originally posted by lauristons

And the doctor got a “wife” in 5 seconds while we didn’t even get a complete “I love you” after 2 seasons.

We were quite a lot to stop after that. Stop watching the show I mean. Because Eleven was a stranger. He wasn’t like Nine, he wasn’t like Ten, he was his own doctor with his own companions. Doesn’t really matter (for the show) because new fans came.

I watched Eleven. Mostly because I loved this show once so I couldn’t stop like that. I couldn’t watch Twelve. The only companion I really loved from Eleven’s era was Rory (and it was kinda hard because he kept dying). I couldn’t watch more about people I didn’t care about.

So I guess each fan has his own doctor, his own companions… but please, stop complaining about “Rose shippers”, “Rose fans”, “Tennant fans” etc… If you didn’t watch the show during this period, you don’t get to complain about us. Because you just don’t understand us. You don’t understand what was doctor who for us. The same way we stopped understanding it (for the ones who stopped of course) so we don’t get to complain about what it is now.

Dress Shopping - Daddy’s Little Lovebug

Word Count: 2014

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Some angst

A/N: Unbeta’d. All mistakes are mine. 

Feedback and Constructive Criticism Always Welcome

Daddy’s Little Lovebug Masterlist


“Mommy?” JoJo asked from the backseat of the Impala. “I get to pick my own dress, right?” Eileen sat beside you in the passenger seat, leafing through a wedding catalogue, looking at potential bridesmaids dresses.

“Of course you do.” You chuckled. “You know I wouldn’t force you to wear something you didn’t like. It’s your day too.”  

“Is Daddy going to the same store with Unca Sam, Unca Cas, and Garth? Or is it different for the boys?”

“It’s different for the boys.” You explained. “But we’re gonna meet Grandma Mary, Aunt Jody, and Aunt Donna at the dress shop. Claire and Alex too.”

“Yay!” JoJo squealed and kicked her legs in her seat with enthusiasm, glancing out the window at the scenery flying by.

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On the Companions, and How to Define Them

In my psychology class last year, we learned about an experiment that examined individualistic vs. collectivistic cultures, and I think it works as an apt analogy for how Davies and Moffat approach companions.

This experiment compared American and Japanese students. It asked them to describe themselves, first objectively and then how they saw themselves around different people. The Japanese students were puzzled by the first task, while Americans had a harder time with the second, the implication being that those from societies that prize individuality see themselves separate from the people around them, while those from cultures that value working together and harmony will view themselves in relation to the people around them. To reiterate: this is exactly what is happening in Moffat and Davies Who.

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So, this is not really about studies, but I think it can be pretty useful so I wanted to share this « idea » with you guys.
Sometimes, in life, we have dark moments. We feel sad, depressed, hopeless… Whether it’s because of school, grades, family, work… Anyway, it happens (unless you’re an unstoppable optimistic, in this way I’m so jealous). I have something that can help you to deal with anxiety and « down moments »
It’s called a comfort box. It works, I swear.

What is it ?

A comfort box is a box (boohoo, surprise !) where you find things which are supposed to make you happy -at least, less miserable.


How to make it ?

Choose a shoes box, or a cardboard box of any style, something big enough to contain a few things. It should at least be the size of two books (not a manga, more like a Harry Potter book).
You can paint it in your favourite colour - unless it’s black, remember it’s supposed to comfort you, not to make even more sad. Nice pastelscolourss are a good choice, and especially blue (it has scientifically proved that blue is a calmingcolourr). You can write or draw something on it if you want to decorate it a bit.


What to put in the box ?

  • Something to smell : A little pot of perfume, a hand cream of body cream you appreciate, a piece of fabric with your perfume or your mom perfume on it… Whatever smell you like.
  • Something to touch : A little teddy, a no-stress ball (you can make one by putting some sand in a balloon) - A thing that will keep your hands engaged.
  • Something to see : A picture of you with a friend or family, or in a place you really like… It will remember you a happy moment of your life and make you realize not everything is bad.
  • Something to listen : A list of songs you really like ; I personally have two play lists : one really calm, with only instruments, like piano, violin - and another one which, on the contrary, is really punchy and dynamic (because sometimes all you need is a little bit of motivation)

Bonus : A « self-help jar ». It is another box or a jar in which you put little papers with activities written on it. For example, it could be « call a friend » « take a long shower » « Watch an episode of your favourite show » « eat a biscuit » « Drink a hot milk with honey » « Take a nap » etc. It will distract you for a while and it can be really helpful.

             Motivation quotes. A few words can really make a big change in your behaviour. In times like those ones, quotes about self-esteem are essentials. My favourite one ? « If you have a bad thought about yourself, tell it to go to hell -because it is exactly where it comes from. »


How and when use it ?

Whenever you feel sad, having a bad time, having thoughts like « I’m useless, I’ll never Donna make it, no one needs me » : you just pick your box, you open it and you play with what is inside. You put the music on, you watch your photos and remember those happy moments… Everyone has its own way to do it. The goal is to make you feel better.

If you have school anxiety or panic crisis, you can make the same in a match box. You can’t put everything listed above in here, but you can put some perfume on it, and have a picture in a quote. Put it in your bag or in your pocket. It happens to me sometimes and knowing that I have those happy memories with me can help me to calm down, event without opening the box.


Hope this will be helpful ! If you have questions, I’m right here waiting for you.

By Leaf-study

The Set Up

Characters: Bones x Reader

Summary: Bones and Uncle Jim take Joanna to her favorite candy store, and Jim and Jo decide to set Bones up with the reader, the owner of the store.  requested by @yourtropegirl

A/N: okay guys, this one was SUPER fun to write, and ended up being super cute <3 so joanna’s like 7 here, but i really don’t know anything about her…and i know that in AOS, Bones doesn’t have a daughter, but we’re gonna pretend he does…

A/A/N: okay, i just realized the request said AU…and i didn’t write this specifically as an au, but i guess it could be read as one? Sorry!

Warnings: none, just an incredible amount of fluff

Words: 2363

tags: @yourtropegirl @outside-the-government @feelmyroarrrr @jimtkirkisabitch @malindacath

You huff and stand with your hands on your hips, taking in the mess in front of your small candy shop.  The wind was vicious this morning, and just after you’d opened it had knocked down your chalkboard easel sign and the trash can.  Wrappers fluttered in the small breeze, and you contemplated leaving the mess, but your conscience threatened to strangle you if you did.  You sighed and straighten the trash can, then hurry to gather the candy wrappers and parchment paper sticky from candied apples.  You try to shove the paper back into the trash, but just succeed in frustrating yourself when the sticky sugary mess clings to your fingers.  You hold back a cry of frustration and finally shove the mess into the can and stalk over to the fallen easel sign and violently set it back up.

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You know how people said it’s a shame Parks and Rec never did a Pokemon Go episode? Like, can you imagine a Fyre Festival one? Like, Tom and Jean-Ralphio set up a festival that turns out to be horseshit. Leslie and the Parks dept. try to clean it up. Ann tries to do first aid. April makes fun of hipsters the whole time, Donna becomes their Queen of the Flies. Ron is giggling and shaking his head at everyone. 

Death wasn’t at all like Mike imagined it.

His life didn’t flash before his eyes. There was no white light. In the end it was just the few seconds he could see the oncoming car and then … nothing. No pain, no feeling, no anything.

Heaven was also not at all like Mike imagined it, and yet he couldn’t help the rueful smile. He opened his eyes to find himself standing in the middle of Harvey’s apartment. Of course. This wasn’t his heaven because of the slick lines or the sparkling city view. It was his heaven because this was the place he’d felt the happiest, the most at home.

He wandered around the space for a while. It was such a perfect facsimile that he felt like he was really there, standing in Harvey’s actual apartment. He didn’t feel much different than from when he was alive. Where were all the answers he was promised? If this was indeed his heaven why were there no pearly gates or choirs of angels or even just someone - anyone - to greet him?

Where were his parents? Grammy?

The sound of a key in the front door lifted his spirits. That must be them now. Grinning, he rushed to the entryway. But when the door opened it wasn’t his parents or Grammy. It was Harvey, and he looked … there was no other word for it, he looked wrecked.

Mike was confused. If this was his heaven and Harvey was here, shouldn’t he be happy to see Mike? But then he walked straight past Mike as if he wasn’t even there, as though he couldn’t see him at all.

“Harvey?” Mike asked tentatively as he trailed after him.

No reaction.

Harvey went straight to the wet bar, poured himself a scotch, and drowned it in one go before pouring another. He took the second drink over to the lounge, collapsing in the chair and drinking it, albeit slightly slower this time.

Mike sat down beside him. He said Harvey’s name again and again and again but there was still no reaction. Harvey was just staring off into space, looking utterly devastated. Something was wrong. Harvey was right there, close enough to touch, except when he tried, when he reached out his hand couldn’t connect, just moved right through him. Harvey couldn’t see him, couldn’t hear him.

Maybe he wasn’t in heaven. Maybe he was in hell.

Mike didn’t know how long they stayed like that; Harvey staring off into space with glassy eyes, Mike hovering uncertainly by his side with no idea what was happening. The impasse was broken by the sound of Harvey’s phone. It was the text alert tone, and when Harvey pulled it out from his pocket Mike tried to angle himself to see what it said, in case it gave him some clue as to what was happening. But Harvey was too quick, throwing the phone aside after reading the message, and then hunching over, his head in his hands.

Mike reached out to put his hand on Harvey’s back. Not that it made any difference.

In the silence that followed Mike started to mourn for the loss of his life. There were still so many things he wanted for his life. He’d never travelled overseas. He’d never made it to name partner. He never saw the Mets win the world series. He never went to Comic-Con. He’d never won a landmark case or set any precedents. He’d never gotten married.

So many things he wanted to do and never did. Too many. But the worst of it was Harvey. Mike was desperately in love with him, and he’d never gotten the chance to tell him.

So he did it now. Because what could it hurt? This wasn’t real, he was in some kind of hell or purgatory or something. The real Harvey would never get to hear these words, so why not say it to this fake one?

“I love you, Harvey,” Mike murmured.

Harvey’s head snapped up, looking around the room as if he’d heard something. Mike froze, hope flickering in his chest, but when Harvey’s eyes passed over Mike there was no recognition. Mike hated himself for hoping, he hated God or whoever was responsible for this torture, he hated the driver who killed him and took him away from the man he loved.

The sound of a door opening and closing stole both their attention. Donna walked slowly into the apartment. She didn’t look that great. Mike wanted to make a joke, smile and say jeez who died and get them both laughing, but even if he could, even if they could hear him, he knew it wouldn’t work. Because he was the one who died, and the afterlife was taunting him over it.

“Harvey,” Donna said gently, but Harvey stood, taking a few steps away, his back to her as he stood at the empty fireplace.

“I can’t. I can’t go there. I can’t see…”

Mike looked between them, confused. Donna didn’t shy away, she walked right up to him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. There was nothing sexual or romantic in her touch, but Mike felt the jealousy flair nonetheless. How come this fake Donna could touch this fake Harvey and yet Mike, who was the only real thing here, couldn’t?

“I know how hard this is for you.”

“No, Donna, you don’t,” he snapped, whirling around and shaking off her hand. “You have no idea how this feels. How angry and scared and useless I feel. How this is the one thing I can’t fix and it’s killing me. How all I can think about is how I wished it was me and not - and not…”

Donna wrapped her arms around him, and Harvey let her. Mike stood and walked away, attempting to give them some privacy. The moment felt too intimate, and even though he had no idea what they were talking about he knew it wasn’t good, and Harvey wouldn’t want Mike seeing him like this.

“I know you’re scared,” Donna said. “I am too. But Harvey, he’s not gone. He needs you.”

“I can’t. I can’t see Mike like that.”

What? Mike turned, taking a few steps toward them. What were they talking about?

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#69- Silly, giggly sex (Donna x Jody)

Requested anonymously for my kink list (master list here).

Warning: smut, talk of awkward sexual experiences, dry humping

Word Count: 1850ish

A/N: This is my first femslash ship fic! And I’m not gonna lie, I had a LOT of fun writing it! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do! XOXO


It’s not like it’s the first time they’ve ever been drunk together. It’s kind of a tradition at this point.

This time, they’re in a motel somewhere in South Dakota, in a town that may not even have a name, about three hours away from Sioux Falls. The victims of their current case of Just Fucking Weird are safe, and everyone appears to have their own arms and legs back, so Jody and Donna have decided to hole up for the night and recover.

Which means a bottle of coconut rum and old sitcoms.

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Knock Out Friendship Headcanons

Help!  I accidentally wrote a novel!  D:

  • You started out as a bargaining chip, a pawn to lure in those insufferable autobots.  Megatron needs you alive if he wants any bargaining power however, so he has Knock Out check you over to make sure you’re fully functional.
  • Knock Out is predictably annoyed.  He doesn’t like organics at the best of times, but having to play nursemaid for a mere pawn when he has more important things to attend to is just downright insulting.  He gives you a cursory check-up, droning on about vitals and cell counts in a bored, monotone drawl, occasionally throwing in an unflattering remark about your species as a whole.  
  • Despite the medic’s apparent lack of interest, you can’t help but be just a tiny bit impressed with his skills and talent as a doctor, especially since he’s clearly not even trying.  I mean, you’re clearly still incredibly upset about this whole situation, but it’s not like any of this is his fault.
  • When he lazily waves you away and gives the all clear you hop off the berth and tell him “thank you”, as a force of habit.  Knock Out freezes with his back to you.  He slowly turns around and you see the mixture of surprise and confusion in his optics, without a trace of his previous smugness.   Courtesy - actual common decency is something that he’s grown not to expect among his fellow cons, and to hear it come from a human – a prisoner – catches him completely off guard.  “I- you’re welcome,” he says.  Knock Out starts thinking about you a bit differently that day.

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I get it, but...

So I’ve watched DW 10x01 yesterday and I’ve been reading comments in Tumblr, like any normal person without a life like me would do. And I see gifsets and posts with the scene “Just imagine how it would it feel if someone did this to you” (which, by the way, made me sob uncontrollably) and I read the comments and there’s a lot of people going “This is about Donna” and “Donna vibes”.

And I’m like: I get it, you don’t like Clara. Because, honestly, there’s CLARA’S THEME in the background. It can be more obvious: it’s a Clara reference. It’s RIGHT IN YOUR FACES, people! I get that not everyone is a whouffaldi shipper, but once more, Clara doesn’t have the recognition she deserves. It’s like that talk about how Twelve and Clara had a father-daughter dynamic all over again…

So I get it, but it still makes me mad.

anonymous asked:

What are some examples of racism in Sense8? I am still at the beginning and for now I find the fact that everyone is talking English with an accent instead of their languages very irritating

Ok so this is by no means a complete list (I’m only 6 episodes in) but here’s a few things I’ve noticed (there’s a TL;DR under the read more). Granted some of these may be resolved by the end of the series but right now this is what bothers me.

You are completely right in noticing that everyone is talking English with an accent instead of their languages. let me elaborate on why this is annoying. If you watch with the subtitles on you’ll notice that at some points they use the subtitles to say, “in Swahili,” or “in Korean” which basically acknowledges that yes they don’t want to make their audience “work” to make out the English. That is a fundamentally ethnocentric view to take and its compounded by the fact that because the show has such a diverse cast they could have conceivably made it so it was equal in its focus in different regions.  This wouldn’t have been just a “Western hemisphere” show it would have been a show that literally spanned the world. 

Furthermore they specifically use languages other than English when the audience is meant to be confused and using the subtitles then. why is this an issue? Well think of it this way, it makes English the common language when they can actually feel each other.  Making English the default heightens the xenophobia most Americans already have towards foreign languages. For example, I’m bilingual, if Lito’s parts were all in Spanish I would have understood all the parts that were in English and Spanish. Reading the Korean, and Swahili would not have been a huge burden at all and others who are fluent in those languages would have felt more included.

Moving away from the languages bit here’s a short list of other instances of racism:

  • Where’s Caephus? Here’s the imdb screenshot

Here’s Caephus’ trailer

Admittedly this might be an oversight but I want people to complain to imdb. He’s fucking brilliant ok? And as the only man of color in the central group (I’m sorry Naveen Andrews’ Jonas doesn’t count as a central character) he deserves to be credited!

  • Lito Rodriguez is played by Miguel Angel Silvestre a Spaniard (that is a white Spanish born European) and he’s not Latinx. This is an important distinction because any Spanish born person who’s white only experiences occasional xenophobia in the US. They don’t have the added burden of being latinx. And in Latinoamerica Spanish born people have automatically been chosen to rule over the mestizos/mixed people.  Because they’re white.  
  • In colonial era Mexico being born to Spanish parents classified you as a criollo, (which is to say that there was a caste system in place that prioritized white Spaniards and their offspring over anyone else) and just for context this caste system was in place until at least my father was in school in Mexico.  So they basically cast a white European to play a Spaniard telenovela star which is by default a latinx industry basically following the white supremacist formula established when Columbus came to the “New World” white people ruling in PoC countries.  

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Pumpkin Pie and Thanksgiving

Title:  Pumpkin Pie and Thanksgiving

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Summary: The Winchester boys spend Thanksgiving with Sheriff Donna.

Characters:  Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Sam Winchester

Word Count:  731

Warnings:  Absolutely none!

Author’s Notes: This was written for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing Seasons of Love Challenge - Colors of Fall. My song prompt was Luke Bryan’s Harvest Time (x). I am using this short drabble to set up my sequel to the 12 Days of Dean and Donna: A Christmas Story, tentatively titled Another 12 Days of Dean and Donna, Christmas at the Bunker.

***My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Originally posted by falling-through-autumn

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