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.
okay raise that v sign if you think Ravi,RapMon and Bobby will be walking down the streets of Hongdae all swagged up laughing them bootys off because apparently,contrary to popular belief,all of them have got no JAMS.
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
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.