Shit bobby says

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“𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈.”

“𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖭𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺… 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇.”

anonymous asked:

hi, what happened at con that people are shitting on Bobby? Did he say something? I'm honestly expecting he said something that pissed csers and i shouldn't pay attention to it, or is it something bigger?

For once it’s not CSers. Bobby was, let us say, blunt in both his meet-and-greet sessions about being frustrated with the writing skipping important character moments (he called it “insulting” to the fans, which is true) and in particular about not liking the Golden Queen storyline or its lack of resolution/consequences for Rumbelle. Some people, apparently, enjoy Bobby’s bluntness when he’s saying something they agree with (such as all the times he’s called Rumple out for bad behavior) and less so when he’s saying something they don’t. Somehow that’s morphed into whether a fan was wrong for making a souvenir for her own use, or defending herself when she (and others) were misrepresented.

I think it’s another usual OUAT fandom tempest in a teacup, except that it might be hurting someone who has done no wrong and been a gift to this fanbase.

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Anonymous asked: Hey! :) Could I ask for a The Intouchables/You’re not you AU? Idk if you have seen them but it’s basically one of them in a wheelchair and the other one becomes their caregiver without having much experience. Would love to read what you do with this prompt<3 Much love xx P.S I wouldn’t mind if this got long:D

I had only seen Intouchables, but I watched You’re Not You the other day. Check. Let’s go. I really hope I did this justice. 


Their morning routine used to be different. Jemma would be up at the crack of dawn, whipping up some eggs and pouring the perfect cups of tea. She would have showered, be dressed and have put make-up on well before Trip’s alarm went off, and be waiting for him downstairs, where the newspaper would be ready, where he would kiss the top of her head or her cheek, and where he would join her for breakfast. 

Jemma wasn’t one to sleep in, she never had been. But ever since she had been with Trip, he had managed to make her a little bit lazier than she was. Only on weekends, though. He would wrap his strong arms around her and keep her in bed with him, before eventually picking her up to shower. Together. Or that would be the plan. 

It all changed months ago.

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“Okay,” Bobbi says.  “There’s no need to get down on ourselves.  It’s not like we were bested by a bunch of- A bunch of-”

“Nerds?” Grant finishes.

“Super nerds!” Bobbi says.  “Super nerds that used sex against us.  Which, by the way,” she gestures with her hand.  “Is evil.”

“Very evil,” Trip says.  “Though I had a good time.”

“Yeah,” Kara says.  “But that’s because Skye looks like she could ride you 30 different ways to Sunday.”

Grant makes a small whimpering noise.  The group elects to ignore it.

Trip gives a wry grin.  “I mean-”

“We’re not here to talk about Skye’s vagina,” Bobbi says, slamming her fist into her palm.  “We’re here to plan revenge.  They tricked us, and they need to suffer for it.”

“Also, I have a quick side question,” Trip says.  “Before we go further.  Kara, did you at any point in the night realize we’d all left the bar?”

Kara sucks in her lower lip.  Releases it with a pop.  “I was playing darts.”

“Fantastic,” Bobbi says.  “Guess that’s why she didn’t wake up handcuffed to a bed.”

“Wait,” Kara says.  “You guys were late because of handcuffs?”

“They were really advanced!” Grant protests.  “Like, with hydrolic locks and shit.”

“Probably Mack’s doing,” Bobbi says.

“I dunno,” Grant says.  “Fitz is wicked smart.”

“First,” Trip says.  “Don’t say ‘wicked.’ It makes you sound all Boston.”

Grant puffs out his chest.  “I’m from Boston!”

“And second, did you notice he was smart before or after you were inside him?”

Grant shakes his head.  Huffs.  “We didn’t- I didn’t-” He slumps.  “We just cuddled.”

“Fucking adorable,” Bobbi says.  “He’s dead to you, now.”

“So how are we gonna do this?” Kara says.  “Because I’m thinking we could kidnap their pets.”

“Keep that one on the backburner,” Trip says.  “Any other ideas?”

“Well,” Bobbi says.  “They’re obviously into us.”

“Why wouldn’t they be?” Grant asks.

“Exactly,” Bobbi says.  “So what we need to do is use that against them.  Sex is a two-way street, fuckers.”

“So what,” Trip says.  “We out-sex them?”

“I mean, it wouldn’t be hard,” Kara says.

“We use our hotness against them,” Bobbi says.  “Like God intended when He made us this hot.”

“Amen,” Grant adds.

Trip considers it.  “How would this plan start, exactly?”

Bobbi’s grin could level a city.  It just might.  “Well, first-”