aggressive happiness

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“So stop making that face at me…”

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Heat of The Moment

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean

Summary: It’s Sam’s birthday and you have a little surprise

Words: 1,657

Warnings: Smut, male receiving, female receiving, unprotected sex, whipped cream, aggressive!sam

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

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Honestly, a lot of my favourite elements of popular media have come about directly from writers being passive-aggressive.

Let me give you a classic example: Happy Days. For a lot of folks reading this post, it’s probably before your time, but you’re likely to at least be familiar with Fonzie, a supporting character played by Henry Winkler who ended up being so popular that he’s literally the only thing anybody remembers about the show.

Now, if you recognize the name, you might also know that one of Fonzie’s more notable quirks is that he tends to take his motorcycle with him everywhere - even indoors, including many places where there’s no obvious way for him to have gotten it there. What you might not know, however, is why the writers came up with this running gag in the first place.

Y’see, Fonzie was originally conceived as the “bad influence” character - the cool, dangerous bad boy. As part of that characterisation, the writers wanted to have him wear a leather jacket. (Because it was the 1970s, and that counted as edgy back then.) The network censors, however, objected, claiming that allowing him to wear the jacket would encourage juvenile delinquency and gang violence. (Again, it was the 70s.)

Eventually, the writers worked out a deal whereby they’d be allowed to have Fonzie wear the jacket - but only if he was riding or otherwise physically near his motorcycle, since a leather jacket is a common article of safety equipment when operating a non-enclosed vehicle, and we can’t let impressionable kids see somebody riding a motorcycle without proper safety equipment, can we?

Then they just wrote the motorcycle into every scene, regardless of whether it made sense or not, thereby allowing Fonzie to wear the jacket all the time.

#MY SONS

http-jack  asked:

Okay but after Jack finishes the little piano puzzle in Detention, he talks about the the 'smiley faced freaks'. His head is twitching and he sounds kind of aggressive while saying it. Can't help but think that it's really Anti in there, being angry with Jack and indirectly calling him a smiley faced freak because of how happy and positive he always is.

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At this point I have to assume that even the book is frustrated that Syaoran isn’t getting it and is just fast-forwarding out of sheer spite. 

I can’t decide if I’m surprised that Syaoran can figure out how the SPONTANEOUS MAGIC BOOK HE HAS NEVER SEEN BEFORE works after only seeing it work twice but can’t figure out who the people in front of him are even after hearing an entire conversation. 

But I AM surprised that Baby Kurogane manages to get EVEN CUTER WITH EVERY PASSING PANEL OH MY GOD.

traits of the types TOTALLY causally correlated to being that type

infp
- wavy hair
- well-defined sense of personal space
- theatrical but bashful

enfp
- doesn’t like chocolate
- mostly likely to have a craft room
- accidentally roasts ppl bc things just come out their mouths without meaning to

intp
- rocking shabby chic since 1992
- uneasily aware of your emotions
- full night’s sleep? ha how bout full night’s Staying up and doing random shit, then a full Day’s sleep

entp
- HELLO IT IS TIME TO ARGUE
- cool as a cucumber unless caught off guard by someone they actually respect
- aware of traditional social etiquette, just doesn’t care

isfp
- not actually looking at you but staring dreamily through you
- do not call garagepunk post-rock near them
- pls don’t be sad

esfp
- honorary employee of Starbucks
- flighty but genuinely loving
- most likely to still use XD

istp
- perma-smug smirk that I want 2 smack what do u have to be so smug about Brian
- will be concerned about u if they like u
- might laugh at a stranger falling down tho

estp
- I have a fire extinguisher on hand personally bc of this type
- stop eating all my yogurt

infj
- says things wrong to make ppl laugh
- ur short lmao
- stop trying to distill the Perfect plan and just do it, you will be fine

enfj
- literally was drama club president in HS
- loves you but sometimes just won’t Listen
- friendly force of nature

intj
- doesn’t actually hate you
- “why won’t everyone just do what I say?”
- piercing cold stare on fucking point

entj
- enough cargo shorts
- pls use your powers for good

isfj
- Loves summer and sunshine
- how about everybody just shhhh for a while
- big big smile, crinkle eye a lot

esfj
- Aggressively happy to recommend books/TV shows/etc
- could use a challenge to their all-or-nothing stances
- sometimes a little confused by memes

istj
- likes Kendrick Lamar
- business-casual couture fashion show winner 2016
- Javert was the only one doing his job

estj
- type most likely to rightfully file a noise complaint
- methods are both tried and true

Reasons to be happy today:

  • Bruce is so used to Damian playing his violin in the background that it’s become part of his work environment. The music helps him concentrate, so he plays recordings in the cave sometimes. Damian noticed. He’s very pleased.
  • Ever since the resurrection, Bruce has gotten into the habit of ruffling Damian’s hair every time he walks past him. (Todd says he’s checking to make sure Damian is still there. Todd would also like to submit that no, Bruce does not do that to him. But he doesn’t care. At all.) Damian has declared this behavior “acceptable.”
  • Sometimes Bruce wonders how all his kids immediately know when he’s struggling, but it turns out that it’s Damian. Damian sends out something close to a status report every morning– specifically to Drake, when he’s not at the house himself. Pretty much the one thing they agree on is that somebody’s gotta look after Bruce. They’re willing to cooperate to do it.
  • Bruce can literally lift Damian in the air with one hand? He’s really, really small. And Bruce knows it annoys Damian when he can’t see what’s going on (often), so sometimes he just… lifts Damian on top of things. 
  • *goes into the cave* *sets Damian on the lab table* 
  • *goes to the GCPD* *sets Damian on Jim’s desk*
  • *goes outside* *sets Damian in a tree*
  • It’s not like Damian needs help getting to high spaces– he can climb just fine by himself?– but Bruce pretty much does it automatically at this point, so there’s no use fighting it now. Whatever. It’s really nice alright.
  • But anyone that comments gets the death glare to end all death glares.

AGGRESSIVELY CUTE AND HAPPY THINGS TIME BECAUSE I NEED THEM WE NEED THEM PREPARE THYSELVES FOR FLUFF

  • Newt makes awful coffees. Awful. They’re either murky peat-water or sentient tar, there is no in between. Graves drinks them without comment because Newt made them.
  • Actually that’s not quite true, Graves drinks them with many comments, particularly when the black mess is somehow defying gravity and climbing out of the mug. Newt occasionally gets flustered and tries to take the mug back but Graves hunches over it protectively because it’s his coffee that his boyfriend made him and he downs the scalding, gravity defying concoction before Newt can take it off him and smirks triumphantly when Newt pouts.
  • When Graves starts floating from whatever the fuck Newt did to his coffee, Newt crosses his arms and tells him off for drinking it in the first place. Graves flails against the ceiling and sticks out his burnt tongue and looks pitiful until Newt sighs and levitates himself up to kiss it better.
  • Kissing it better is going very well indeed until the coffee wears off and Graves stops floating. He clings to Newt for dear life while Newt, the fucker, laughs his head off and takes his sweet time about manoeuvring them to hover over the kitchen table so Graves can get down.
  • “I am not putting my shoes on the table we eat off that thing!”
  • Don’t drop me on the floor the floor is a long way away.
  • Newt finally rolls his eyes and casts a second levitating charm on Graves. It’s one that gives him full control over where Graves is positioned rather than just floating him up to lie on the ceiling, and isn’t that an interesting prospect. He twitches his fingers to bring Graves up to hover beneath him, and again to align them flush against each other. Graves slides one hand behind Newt’s head and slides the other down his front in a way that vanishes his clothes, and this is an excellent progression of events.
  • Five minutes later, Newt is too distracted to hold either levitation spell and Graves is a loudly complaining ball of agony on the kitchen table with an elbow in his ribs, a knee in exactly the worst place for a knee to land, and definitely a broken spine, Newt, he isn’t kidding, it’s fine for some people because they had a nice squishy boyfriend to land on but other people had a bony boyfriend land on them and ow mercy lewis right in the gonads fuck
  • Cue much fussing and application of homemade and not-officially-sanctioned pain poultices made of god knows what ingredients that Newt was taught by a healer in god knows what country but they actually work so that’s ok (though god knows how)
  • The pair of them end up on the sofa, Graves lying sideways with his head on Newt’s lap and Newt stroking lazy circles on Graves’ bare back to “help the healing” while he flips through pages for the latest chapter of his book
  • Graves contributing with grammar and spelling because holy shit, Newt knows his stuff but the things that man does to a comma are illegal
  • As in actually illegal, Graves passed a law about it last week and he’s pretty sure that Tina hasn’t noticed yet to revoke it
  • The pair of them share the sofa with three occamies, curled up on Graves’ chest, a diricawl perched on Newt’s shoulder, Pickett in Graves’ hair trying to make it curl the way Newt’s does (and succeeding what the actual fuck Pickett what arcane magic are you using to do this) and Addie the nundu laid out over Newt’s feet like a large pair of deadly killer slippers.
  • Lazy evenings by the fire in a puppy pile of creatures, Graves rolling over sleepily and burying his face in Newt’s stomach, occamies mewing unhappily as they’re dislodged and burrowing beneath the blanket to resettle themselves, Newt’s soft smile as he looks around him at his family
  • Happy things

anonymous asked:

new internet creepypasta: the next mp100 chapter introduces fishmob as actual canon

yknow I thought I was the cursed one for bringing the lords words to this reality