I have this picture in my mind that I can't get rid of. Isak and Even are married and they have a kid,like 3-4 years old,and one night the kid comes into their room carrying a blanket or a teddy bear, gets on their bed,between the two of them,they move just a little to make space for the kid,isak puts his arm around the kid and they go back to sleep.
this is the most beautiful image someone needs to write this
so here’s another AU idea, since there’s this online sex shop that’s located in the same building as a hardware store and they’re both owned by the same person, so for discretion’s sake the things you order from the sex shop are sent in packages from the hardware store but a lot of people know about that ruse. now please imagine character A being a bit of a social recluse and always ordering things from the hardware store, unaware of the existence of the sex shop, meanwhile their neighbor character B, who always receives the packages by accident, knows about the sex shop and gets gradually more impressed by the sizes of the packages, believing character A to be kinky and always teasing them like “wow, you really seem to love some good, hard ware” and character A is just really, really confused
I want someone to love me and to care about me as deeply as I will love and care about them. I want someone who wants to know everything about me and who will talk to me till 3am about the important things. Not just what’s up but what’s on our mind and our favorite color and our deepest fears. I want someone who knows me and loves me for who I am. I want someone who’s all in because I’m sick of this halfway stuff.
Do you think Spider-Man's metabolism is extra fast? What do people think of him always being hungry if so? And is it compounded by him being a teenager? Is he scared he won't grow because he can never get enough nutrition? Ton of questions, I'm sorry... but I wonder about whether the poor kid ever gets enough to eat 'cause heaven knows it never seems like the teenage boys I know do and it makes me concerned/curious (concernioused?) for what it'd be like for one with an extra fast metabolism.
Anon, I know this has been in my inbox for an eternity, (sorry)
Peter is always worried about gaining and keeping his weight on, always. Peter will probably never stop worrying.
Peter was already a skinny guy when he got bitten. And as a kid that was asthmatic, pron-to illness, and never really liked sports, Peter hadn’t expected to bulk up at all.
But once he became a web-slinging hero he had to really watch his food intake. (and not in the way a normal teenage boy might have too)
Peter noticed two things right off the bat-
He was always hungry, always. No matter how much Peter ate he somehow always felt like he had room for more.
If he didn’t eat to replace all the calories he burned on patrols he would lose weight fast. Like unhealthily fast.
Peter kind of figures that having an extra fast metabolism and a healing factor was worth the vicious animal that was now his stomach. But the teenager would be lying if he said it didn’t make him nervous.
And it worried him for a couple reasons-
The main thing that troubled Peter was the fact that Aunt May and he just didn’t have enough income to support his stomach, and Peter didn’t know what else to do about that other than getting a job and eating less.
Peter also worried about how the lack of food must be affecting his body (if his obvious ribs and hips were anything to go by) than he was guessing not good.
(I privately head-canon- that because of not having enough food Peter never grew to his full height. (This isn’t to be construed into me thinking Aunt May didn’t do her absolute best, or that Peter was starving to death) I just think it’s a realistic thing to have happen- because if Peter could have enough food to fill him every single day, he would eat them out of a house quite literally)
Aunt May definitely noticed Peter’s garbage disposal of a stomach and she makes sure to cook more food and give Peter bigger helping on his plate. (she did it slowly so that Peter wouldn’t notice)
Peter’s classmates also notice Peter’s new found appetite, and some people (MJ and Gwen) will pass him power bars or give him some of their food at lunch.
While his other peers (Flash) make fun of him for it and tease him, (even forcing Peter to eat food off the floor-“hey aren’t you always hungry Puny Parker?! This looks good!”
Though I will say- when Flash once caught Peter changing in the locker rooms (Peter always changed in a stall so that people wouldn’t see how skinny he was, or his random bruises from patrol) the bully got really concerned- “Parker, who did that to you?” “Flash?!” “Who Parker, who?” “I- I was skateboarding-” “That’s a load of crap, Par- Peter,” “It’s just a few scrapes leave me alone, Flash”
(Peter is pretty sure that Flash now thinks he’s being abused, but there’s nothing he can do about that now) And Flash kind of left Peter alone after that. (Though concerned and worried looks were levered his way now, often)
The superhero community takes notice of the Spidey’s black hole of a stomach after hanging out with the teenager, and they all shove food at Peter too.
Though at first Spidey was all spluttery and embarrassed, and the teen didn’t want to take their charity or pity. (Cuze sometimes the kid is a stubborn dork) But after some of them explained- “you do a lot for this city, it’s the least we can do to feed you kiddo”- in a few words or less, Peter now takes the food happily.
The Fantastic Four have him over for dinners and when Peter hangs out with Johnny there are always snacks and or takeout. And it doesn’t really feel like charity, it just feels like family.
The Avengers will ‘trick’ Spidey into coming over after they’ve patrolled/battled together- “we need to check that wound, kid, come back to the Tower” -and then let the Spider stuff his face after they’ve stitched him up.
Daredevil doesn’t dottle around the subject, he just throws food at the teenager with an exasperated (but fond) “I could hear your stomach growling from three blocks away, eat dammit.”
So overall, Peter’s fast metabolism is a problem. But not one that he can’t deal with. And hey there are worse problems than always being hungry, he’ll grow out of it, right? RIGHT!?
I want–no, I need–someone to write a fic where Kara trains Lena in hand-to-hand combat. And it gets sweaty, and flirty, and Kara ends up on her back because Lena’s eyebrows and jaw are just too damn distracting.
Season 1 Bashir: This is BRILLIANT, gonna practice RUGGED FRONTIER MEDICINE and have ADVENTURES and do THRILLING HEROICS and PULL MORE TAIL THAN JAMES T. KIRK
Season 4 Bashir: Have been officially dumped by everything in a skirt on the station. Adventures are scary. Major Kira is scary. Captain Sisko’s shiny bald head is scary. Also am fairly certain I want to fuck a lizard.
Notes from my Beckett research. The Adorno I’m reading is so hard. Someone needs to write “Trying to Understand ‘Trying to Understand Endgame.’” But my professor said that this is what’s known as “earning your stripes.” 📚👩🏻🎓
So I saw a post today in which someone was lamenting the need to write Porn/Smut to entice an audience to read their fic. This made me very sad because it’s just not true. There is an audience for smut. A big one. But I don’t think anyone would really read smut if it wasn’t well written. Just as people will devour fluff fics if they are well written. There is an audience for every level of intimacy, which is why places like AO3 have rating scales.
Don’t feel badly if you don’t like writing smut. Don’t write it! Don’t feel badly if you don’t like writing fluff. Don’t write it! Write the best damned story you can about whatever interests you. If you try and write things that make you uncomfortable it will come through in your writing. If you write about things that interest you, that excite you, that will come out in your story too! And there will always be an audience for well written stories about things that excite an author!
Once, someone told me that my art looks like painted with wind and I never stop thinking about this comment since then. It made me smile, because my art reflected - at least for someone - the way I behave when I paint. I never realised that on my own. My brain accelerates and I hear all kinds of noises except my own thoughts. I paint fast, but it’s not like I want to win a race. Painting fast doesn’t leave time to think or hesitate. Thinking avoid accidents. My art is made of accidents.
If I stop, for any reason, there is silence and my inspiration to paint that particular piece simply disappears. it’s like my painting or drawing is something brief. Like. not exactly a feeling, but a sensation that I translate into the canvas and it only last in that particular moment.
As a Digital Artist, I started to ask myself if I would be able to surprise myself again. Nothing I was doing now seemed to be enough in Photoshop or any other software. I tried to find solutions without knowing the solution was out of the computer this time. I got out of my comfort zone a lot of time, but when do I got out of a one called technology? Rarely - and this was making me doubt about my hability as a visual artist.
Watercolor is exactly what I need at this moment of my life. Every bushstroke is a surprise for me. It’s more about my feelings and sensation than technique and execution itself. There are no ctrl+z this time. It is what it is and I love this, because it shows more of my identity than any other media. I trully believe I’m doing something weird with watercolor, technically. I should spend more time mixing colors - but that would break my concentration and it just doesn’t work for me to spend 5 minutes mixing colors in the palette. And, honestly, I don’t want to be technical. I just want to feel good. And it’s working :)
(more watercolor sketches at instagram @blvnk.art!)
au where yousef is a pizza delivery boy who keeps making excuses to deliver to the bakkoush household after getting the death glare from sana when he was late with her pizza meeting sana. eventually he gets so desperate that he just randomly brings her pizzas that she didn’t order, because how else will he get to see the beautiful girl who lowkey intimidates the shit out of him?