and then kind of all the other movies

Bill x Reader x Richie (Polyamorous Relationship)

*In this one IT never happened. They’re just having fun at the quarry lol and this is in the spring time, so they are still in school.

You, Bill, and Richie had been together for a few months now and things were going well. You guys never really told the Losers. It was just a kind of unspoken thing that you three were different together from how you were with all the other Losers. You three would cuddle together whenever you had movie nights and you would always be holding their hands whenever you had the chance.

It was another day at the quarry with the Losers. You quickly took off your clothes, excited to feel the water. You stood next to the others all looking at the water down below, you quickly realized they were all hesitant to jump.

You quickly decided to take actions into your own hands. Literally. You grabbed Bill’s hand and intertwined your fingers. He turned his head towards you and looked into your eyes, giving a nervous smile.

You turned to where Richie was on the other side of Eddie. You grabbed his hand with your left hand and pulled him to stand next to you. You looked into his eyes and smiled brightly, which he returned with a cheeky grin and a wink.

You looked forward towards the water and took a deep breath. You weren’t scared, you were just preparing yourself. You started to run and jump off of the cliff, dragging Bill and Richie with you.

You heard Bill yell “W-WOAH!”, and Richie let out a little shout, as you were throwing your head back laughing and wooing. After you all came up for air, you turned and looked up at the others.

“YOU GUYS GONNA COME DOWN OR WHAT?!” You yelled up to them.

Starting with Mike, they all one by one jumped down and joined you guys.

You all started to have chicken fights. Richie got on Bill’s shoulders.

“Hey dollface! Let’s go!” He said jokingly putting up his fists.

You shook your head at him and laughed. “Okay Tozier, you’re on.” You turned to the others. “HEY! Which one of you fuckers want to help me beat my boyfriends?!” You yelled to get all of their attention.

Everyone stayed silent. You looked at them waiting for an answer. “What?” You asked noticing the way they were looking at you.

“Boyfriends?” Bev replied looking a bit confused.

“Yeah, boyfriends.” You said looking at her and then the rest of them. “Wait did we not tell you guys? Um we’re dating.”

“Who are you dating? You said boyfriends.” Ben asked awkwardly.

“Bill and Richie, we’re in a polyamorous relationship.” You said, a little proud that you finally found a word to call your relationship.

“What does that mean?” Eddie asked looking a bit confused, the word being new to him.

Before you could answer, Stan beat you to it. He was always good with words, especially big ones.

“It means that they are all dating each other.” Stan answered.

“I’m sorry if this all seems weird to you guys, I know this is really uncommon, especially in Derry.” You said feeling a bit embarrassed. If your friends thought it was weird you didn’t know what you would do, these people were the ones you loved the most.

“No! It’s fine! We’re your best friends, we could never judge you guys!” Bev answered with a smile that you could tell was genuine. Mike was nodding along and added, “Yeah! That’s right, we love you guys!”

You let out a breath of relief and smiled gratefully and pulled both of them into a hug. Once you let go you turn to Bill and Richie and smile at them.

“Now, I’m only going to ask one more time. Which one of you fuckers want to help me beat my boyfriends?” You asked with a smirk.

Stan took one look at Richie and stepped forward. You laughed and high-fived him and got on his shoulders. You turned to face Richie.

“You ready?” You asked, whilst stretching your arms.

“I think I should be asking you that sweetheart. You see these muscles? Street Fighter.” He said trying to sound like a tough guy, while cracking his knuckles, and then showing off his ‘big’ muscles.

You shook your head at him, stifling a laugh, and you couldn’t see, but you guessed that Stan was rolling his eyes.

You heard Mike decide that he would be the referee. “Alright gentlemen, and lady, I want a good clean fight.” He said jokingly.

“3, 2, 1, GO!” You heard him say. You and Richie both start pushing each other as you hear the other Losers cheering different teams. Eddie and Bev cheering for you and Stan, and Mike and Ben cheering for Bill and Richie.

You were trying really hard to push him off of Bill, but it was really hard. He started to push you harder and you fell into the water.

You swam up from the water, and gave Stan a hug and then turned to your boyfriends.

“Congratulations.” You said giving each of them a kiss on the cheek, making them pout because they wanted a ‘real kiss’.

After chilling in the water for about an hour longer, you all decided to get out since your fingers were starting to wrinkle.

You, Richie, and Bill were behind all the others as you swam to the other side of the quarry.

Bill at one point stopped swimming to whisper something into Richie’s ear, and after he did Richie nodded at him with a smile.

Before you got out of the water, you were stopped by Bill, who started tickling you. Richie joined in, and you were uncontrollably laughing.

“Hahahaha! GUYS Stop! Hahahaha! Seriously! Hahahaha!” After a minute they stopped and you caught your breath.

“What was that for?” You asked with a big smile.

“F-for p-p-pushing us into the w-water.” He stuttered with a smirk on his face. “N-now we’re even.”

You shook your head at him, “You’re supposed to be the good one! Don’t give him any ideas!” You said pointing at Richie.

Richie raised both his hands up, “I have no clue what you are talking about! I never cause any trouble!” He said, obviously being sarcastic.

You all got out of the water and sat with the others. You were holding their hands and you had your head on Bill’s shoulder, with his head resting on yours, and Richie had his head on your shoulder.

You soon realized that you had to be home soon, since it was a school night. You say goodbye to the other Losers and walk back to where you left your clothes. You can hear them talking in the distance. It sounds like whispers from all the way over here.

Once your dressed you hear footsteps behind you. You see Bill and Richie racing toward you. They quickly put on their clothes and join you by the bikes.

“Oh hey guys, I didn’t know you had a curfew.” You said while looking at them.

“W-we don’t.”

“We just thought we should make sure you get home safely.” Richie finishes for Bill.

“Oh okay.” You said blushing and getting on your bike. You all rode to your house. When you were just outside your house, you got off of your bike and kissed each of them on the lips.

“Goodnight boys! I love you” You waved from your doorstep, then you turned and walked inside. Shutting the door behind you, and then leaning on it and grinning from ear to ear.

You went to bed with a smile on your face that night, happy that you would get see them again at school, which says a lot ‘cause…it’s school. You must really love your boys.

Requests are open, because I never get any! Feedback is welcome, and I plan on doing more polyamorous fics coming up because I love every loser in IT.

anonymous asked:

Okay, so I have been hearing a lot about Coco, but I've been hearing people saying the movie is 'bad' and not good at all because it copies the book of life, And among other things, I know you really like it, so i was just wondering whats your thoughts on it?

Hey man, people are entitled to like what they like and dislike in kind, but from what I’ve seen, comparing Coco with The Book of Life doesn’t automatically make it a bad film.

The films are similar in structure and premise, both being musicals in nature and dealing with topics such as Dia de los Muertos and Mexican culture as a whole, but the stories themselves couldn’t be more different. I’m not saying Coco is a flawless film, but I greatly enjoyed The Book of Life and I can say, hands down, that Coco is an even better film. Probably one of my all time favorite animated movies now.

It’s a very rich, warm, genuine, beautiful film and I’ve laughed and cried (and cried some more) every time I’ve seen it. You’re welcome to skip the film if it’s not for you, but if you ever get the chance please do watch it. It’s breath-taking.

evnpeters  asked:

mike was TOTALLY screwed over in season 2

He was!! I mean, to me, he was kind of like a prop. His existence and actions were all about other characters. It was either about El and her being gone and seeing her again and his infatuation with her or him being around Will and making sure he’s okay.

With Will it’s a bit less prop-y because he acts on his own and figures things out and they have conversations. It’s not always about Will, it’s about them, the situation, or he sometimes vents to Will about his feelings. But when El is there it’s about her and about their relationship, which would be fine if it was written better. He’s upset, he’s sad, he finds her, he’s happy, they dance, bam it’s over. They really should have delved more into his behavior after El left, then it would have felt more emotional. Because I see a lot of people talking about things and making headcanons about what he did but…. those aren’t canon rip

But notice that once he’s separated from Will or from El he really does…. nothing. He argues they should go and burn shit (which a few of them do anyways) and then he…. falls and gets caught??? Okay??? They could have written him way better in season 2.

anonymous asked:

Hi there! I'd just like to ask that do you have a favorite crack pairing? If you do, who are they?

I dont think you could consider any of my favorite pairings ‘crack ships’… i usually look for some kind of relationship in canon (doesnt have to be a romantic relationship) to ship characters together. When I was a LOT younger, though, i used to combine all of my favorite shows/movies/media into one giant universe and I had them all interact with each other. That was a long time ago- i was about 10? I think? So i didnt have any sexual or romantic thoughts in mind. I guess my boring ass would have to answer “no” to that question.

Edit: i just remembered i kinda like the idea of Jaspamarine thanks to @beedrill-queen who asked me to draw them a few times.

I loved shape of water, but I kinda… feel bad for the fishdude? First he was someone’s victim and experiment, then someone’s romanticized escapist fantasy, but never… himself? 

I get that’s he’s more of a symbol in a fairytale than a character, but like, I know the entire worldview of the main villain, I know his motivations, goals, his homelife and his boss and his tastes and his goddamn kinks, but all I know about the lizardman is that he’s kinda into music and apparently great at sex. He doesn’t even get the name, he’s just “the creature.” And it’s just… kind of sad that in a movie about pain of othering he was othered from the audience, and we got to know the main villain 500% better than the second part of a central relationship.

Okay, but seriously on the topic of straight people being so overly concerned about their children being exposed to homosexuality…

As some of you know, I am a makeup artist in a holistic beauty boutique in a very wealthy area of eastern New York. The week before Halloween I was offering simple costume makeup designs for both adults and children. So my last client of the evening was a 15 year old girl who came in to get her makeup done for the Halloween dance at her school. I was enjoying a conversation with both the girl and her mother when suddenly the topic of transgender came up. I got a little nervous because I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut when I hear people speaking negatively about these sorts of topics and as I mentioned, my store is in a very upscale, white, conservative area…

Anyway, the girl starts telling us that her friend prefers to be a boy now. She says it very simply and comfortably and it made me happy to see her talk about it as if it was really no big deal.

Her mother says

“How does she even know what transgender is though? She’s a little young to be making a decision like that. I really think the media is taking things too far with all this gay stuff. I’m not against it or anything, but didn’t you just tell me two boys in your class are dating too?”

The girl said that yes, two boys she knew were dating and another boy she knew was gay also. (And she also corrected the pronouns her mother used for her friend)

“I don’t mind that she knows that homosexuality is,” the mother said. “But I don’t think it should be taught at such a young age. Did you know it’s on Disney channel now?”

It took me a moment to respond, I just kept painting the girl’s face until I could figure out what I wanted to say.

“Well,” I said. “We tend to teach heterosexuality literally from the time a child is born. Most children’s books and movies are even centered around a romance of some kind like a Prince and a Princess for example. There’s rarely a children’s movie that comes out where the main male and female character don’t end up marrying each other in the end. If we don’t have a problem flooding our children’s minds with heterosexuality from the time they are able to sit up and watch a movie on their own, what is so wrong with showing them two boys or two girls being in love? We aren’t showing them sex. We aren’t showing them anything inappropriate. Since when is love inappropriate? If we show them love in all it’s forms (be it gay or straight) from an early age, they will see that it’s all perfectly normal and natural and maybe we can finally put homophobic the past…”

The woman considered this for a second and then said “I just feel like they see it and then they start to think that they might be too.”

“And maybe they are. But isn’t it better for them to know that it’s okay? They aren’t hurting anyone.”

Then the girl said. “No ones going around just thinking they are gay because they know what gay is, mom. I know what a chicken is, that doesn’t mean I’m going to wake up tomorrow and start clucking.”


I loved this kid. I hope she does well in all of her endeavors

tbh I’ve been thinking about it and I think the lack of irl gay spaces especially ones just for women means that we never really interactions between gay women taking place…as a result they gain a kind of mythical status where we have thousands of girls on here wishing for girlfriends but with no clue about how to actually get one…girls who match on dating sites and never talk or girls who clearly like each other but never do anything about it…heterosexual relationships are so prevalent in our society that it’s so easy to observe and model romantic behaviours: if not from your parents than from your friends or from reading tips in magazines or books or movies or tv shows and even music. But because good wlw representation is essentially zero, all we really have to go off of is the support and example of older women, and the lack of women only LGBT spaces (like bookstores or music festivals or dances) means that we all just have to guess on everything and I think that’s a huge factor in why lesbians in particular feel so alone

WHY I LOVE U

Venus in Aries: I heard your laughter before I saw you. And then I couldn’t take my eyes off you. And after everyone had gone home we were still running around, or you were running I was just trying to keep up. You work hard, play hard and love even harder, but you like to try on a couple of sizes before you find the right fit. It’s the way you make me laugh at the most ludicrous things, the way you know exactly what you want and are not afraid to go and get it. You make me feel like anything is possible. Our love was like a tickle war turned makeout session, and I still remember the heat when our skin touched. There will never be anyone like you. 

Venus in Taurus: Being with you is like coming home. Like a perfect dream. Like lavender candles and cuddling up to a marathon of our favourite show. You kissing me between every episode. You don’t like playing games and you don’t like being rushed when falling in love. You take your sweet time, worshipping my body and my mind so my heart can’t help but follow. I remember those lazy Sundays, strolling through the furniture store, your hand in mine and we would pretend to decorate our future house. But all we came out with were more lavender candles and a burning lust for each other. You turn the mundane into something truly magical. 

Venus in Gemini: You drive me crazy, I never know where we stand. We spend the most incredible nights together and then I don’t hear from you in forever. Maybe that’s your style, you wanna look me in the eyes and not read my words on your phone. We sit for hours and people watch, making up backstories for them. When I’m with you I have no sense of time, all I can think about is your mischievous smile and the way you play with my hair. Your love is all-consuming, like nothing in the world matters to you more. With you my sense of reason is completely clouded, I’m yours for the night and every other night. If you’ll have me. 

Venus in Cancer: My hero, my sensitive babe. Your heart on your sleeve, that look in your eyes and I was yours forever. When you kissed me I could see our lives flashing before my eyes. Sitting on opposite sides of the sofa. Your nose in a book but your hand on me, like you needed to be connected to me or else you’d die. Every time you catch me staring at you I can’t help the grin on my face. You are fragile and strong, creating this protective space around us where we can just be together. I love how you’re not afraid of your feelings, and how you already named our kids even though we need to discuss it lol. You make it feel so real, like you are the missing piece of the puzzle. 

Venus in Leo: I remember the first time I met you, it all happened so fast. At a party, my friend introducing you and before I knew it your arms were around me. I remember melting into your hug, and the electricity in the air when we finally let go. Everyone else thought it was weird but we both knew, there was no turning back. Being with you feels like running through a field of flowers, faster and faster. Your laughter and your moans echo in my head. My legs feel like giving out but your hand refuses to let go of mine. It’s that smile after you say something clever, and they way you make me feel like it’s just me and you versus the world. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this loved. 

Venus in Virgo: You make me feel whole. Driving down the freeway blasting our songs, I can’t sing but you don’t care. Your hand on the stick shift and for some reason I got all hot inside. It’s the way you wrap your arms around me at the checkout line, like I’m yours and you don’t care who knows. You’re thoughtful and observant, you make me feel like I matter to you. And it’s not an act, you are actually that kind. I’m trying so hard to describe you, but all I can think about is that night when my family fell apart. You drew a bath with bubbles and you held me until the water went cold. Then we ate raspberries (my favourite) and watched Modern Family. And then you loved me until I didn’t feel like I was falling apart anymore. I think that describes you more than words ever could. You’re the one I see sitting next to me on our porch doing a crossword puzzle, in our old bodies. But it doesn’t scare me because your spirit is forever young. 

Venus in Libra: Being in love with you is so easy. Our first date was to the movies. You gave me a red poppy and held my hand the entire time, gently playing with my fingers. My heart was about to beat out of my chest but somehow I was calm, because you were. I love the way you talk so easy, with that breezy confidence. Like you’d never tell me a lie. The way you were charming and kind to everyone from the bus driver to the server at the pizza shop. After talking to each other all night in the park, it was the only place that was still open. My mum still asks about you. I think she loved you more than I did, and that’s saying something. 

Venus in Scorpio: God, the way you tear me apart and then put me back together. Over and over again. You of all people know that life isn’t always chocolates and roses. You’re not afraid of the ugliness of human nature, instead you try to find the silver lining, the beauty in the madness. You demand that I’m honest with you, and in turn you trust me with your own secrets. It created a bond beyond love, or maybe it was love. It just felt different, like it was based in reality and not a love story. You’ve seen me at my worst and still think I’m beautiful, because you see people’s souls. Nobody can hide their true nature from you for you are an expert of reading between the lines. Your animalistic passion penetrates deep, and everything becomes a haze of lust and obsession. Because if you’re not obsessed it’s just not worth it. I would trust you with my life, because you would sacrifice your own for the one you love. 

Venus in Sagittarius: We had just gotten comfortable on the top of the mountain we climbed when you hit me with “Do you think out of seven billion that some people have the same personality?” And you packed my favourite sandwich, tomato, mozzarella and basil. A moment of breathless kisses and triumph. Your strength made me feel strong too, and your devotion made my heart swell. You never stand still but it doesn’t matter, because you take me with you and always make sure I’m alright. You make me feel included, showing me off and introducing me to all your friends. I’ve never felt more proud than when I’m standing next to you. When you told me how much you loved me I knew it was true. 

Venus in Capricorn: The true romantic. What drew me in was that calm stare, you looked like trouble I swear I was gonna faint on the spot. You could keep up with me, and when you took my hand and said “Trust me?” I somehow believed you. But what made me fall for you was how you kept all your promises. Your presence is honest and true, the way you make me feel like I would never be alone, like I would always have a friend. I love falling asleep in your arms to your heartbeat. You’re gentle with me, I can feel your love in every touch. Your love made me believe I could do anything, because I knew you would stick by my side. If I asked you to. 

Venus in Aquarius: Keep it cool, that’s how you roll. Almost untouchable, but you let me touch you. It was like the seasons changed in seconds. You finished that last drop of champagne and said “Let’s get wet”, then we jumped in the pool. And then you kissed me. It felt like breathing underwater, I don’t even think you live in the same world as the rest of us. I texted you at 2 a.m. and you didn’t hesitate. Trapped between your body and the wall, your lips on my neck and I was already in heaven. I never thought you loved me back, until you showed up on my doorstep, whiskey on your breath and tears in your eyes. After that I never doubted you, because I knew then that your love was more than words. 

Venus in Pisces: With you it’s all about the moment, and moments with you are plush and whimsical. Like sitting on a cloud. You are still the only person to ever write me a poem. And when you asked me if I liked it, how you let me see your vulnerable side even though the look in your eyes was sheer terror, you were brave. I was at loss for words so I just kissed you deeply. You see the beauty in the little things, like asking me about what I dreamt last night or giving me cupid earrings so they could whisper sweet nothings in my ear when you’re not around. Your love is poetic, you actually think of me and what makes me happy. Whenever you see something that reminds you of me you always let me know. I can’t help but think how lucky I am to be so cherished.

Can Tumblr Just Stop

Listen up y’all! Because when it comes to this topic:

Originally posted by blackbeak

I have had it with people saying you can’t enjoy something that doesn’t ‘belong’ to your culture. Apparently you’re racist if you’re a white girl dressing up as Tiana for comic con. Or if you’re wanting to adapt a story from China into a blockbuster movie. Or if you’re trying to cook an ethnic meal even if you have no experience. Because according to Tumblr (and alarmingly a lot of colleges) it’s ‘culture appropriation’ to even be curious about another country. Seriously. I had to write a paper to explain that you can still enjoy Mexican food even if you’re not from Mexico. And people argued with me. My professor argued with me! They all claimed that if you enjoy food from other cultures that you were stealing from that culture! Really?

I see this kind of attitude all the time about media too. Like, people flip out when they see a black girl playing Eponine from Les Miserables. Or when a predominately white school is performing The Wiz. People just jump into blind hate and claim that these performers are racists… but most of the time these performers are doing a role or a show because they love it. Because they connect with it in some way. 

Here’s a quote we all need to read:

“You don’t need to be the same ethnicity as the story you’re watching in order to identify with it. If the story is told well. It [a good story] is about relating to people that you may not necessarily think you’re going to relate to in the beginning, but by the end you’re going ‘That’s me.’ ”

You know who said that?

Lin-Manuel Miranda

AKA:

The guy who wrote In The Heights and Hamilton, which did WONDERS in including people of all different ethnicities in mainstream musicals. AND in the interview he said that he was inspired from when he saw Fiddler on the Roof when he was six years old. Even though he was Puerto Rican and the show was about Jews and Russia- he related to the story about the sacrifices you make for your family. Because that’s something that everyone can relate to.

In other words, a good story can speak to anyone regardless of culture and that’s okay!

It’s okay for a Japanese cast to perform In The Heights. It’s okay for an African American to play Éponine in Les Miserables. It’s okay for people to adapt a J-Pop song into English. And it’s okay for a predominately white school to perform Hamilton or The Wiz.

If people are doing something because they genuinely love it, then there is nothing wrong with that. And this applies to everything!!!

If you’re a white girl wanting to wear dreads in your hair because you think it looks cool- GO FOR IT! If you’re a Korean man who loves listening to Latin music- GREAT! If you’re an Irish kid obsessed with learning Japanese- AWESOME! If you’re British and want to try out for Hamilton- NICE! If you’re an African American who jams out to K-Dramas- SWEET! If you’re an American who has moved to South Africa because you want to learn more about local tribes- THAT’S SO COOL!

Look:

People shouldn’t be guilt tripped into staying in their own cultural norms. I hate it when people say “you can’t enjoy this thing because it belongs to another culture.”

Doesn’t that sound a bit racist? Scratch that. IT SOUNDS A LOT RACIST!

Yo, I can kinda see where the anger comes from. I know there are people who claim to know a lot about a different culture… when they obviously don’t by their actions or mistreatment to those who actually belong to that culture. But there is a HUGE difference between those who are being “entitled” and those who just haven’t learned enough yet. Learning about a different culture takes time! Man, it takes several years just to learn a different language. Much more to learn about social norms and values. 

And if they get a few things wrong… for crying out loud, show some mercy! No one is perfect. Stop with the “all or nothing” mentality. Show some compassion for those who genuinely want to know more about your amazing heritage/culture. 

Because most of the time these people are trying their best to learn! In fact, 99% of the time, they’re self conscious because they know they are an outsider to your thing. But you can teach them. Share your culture. Let it thrive! Give people a chance! If you treat outsiders harshly for learning and enjoying your culture, then you’re harming your own representation. 

THIS KID IS OUT!

no joke, the scene at end of gotg2 when Kraglin gives Peter the zune is so moving.

Yondu stumbled across a piece of shit mp3 player in some junker’s shop and said to himself “this is the kind of crap Quill likes. hell, it’s even got his kind of music on it already”

Even in the wake of gotg1, with all the trouble Peter brought Yondu, starting with leaving the ravagers and poaching Yondu’s deal, then his betrayal and deception when he switches out the infinity stone for a fucking troll doll—After all that Yondu still looked at this dumb piece of earth tech and thought “aw the boy would love this. I oughta give it to him when he comes home”

This has nothing to do w/ anything and I know people have talked about it before BUT I want to as well. Usually my metas tend to be angsty af and then end on a hopeful note, and this will probably be no exception. But anyway, a delve into Victor’s love of fairytales!

I can recall on 2 occasions Victor specifically comparing Yuuri to a fairytale.

Which may not seem like a lot but we have 12 episodes and if something is pointed out twice in a story, it has some amount of significance. Anyway, I just think it’s so damn cute that Victor considers Yuuri prince-like. Even the visuals and story of On Love: Eros is like a fairytale!

We go on about how extra Victor is (and he 200% is…that 50s pink cadillac tho) but I wanna here more about how much of a true romantic Victor is. 

This entire thing is like an hc-palooza courtesy of me. Here we go!

I like to think of a little Victor, watching all these fairytale movies–Disney or otherwise–and dreaming of one day finding a prince of his own.

A 12 year old Victor with his first real crush, staring at a pretty boy with darker hair and kind eyes in one of his classes or at the rink. Victor thought he had found his prince, until one day the affection faded and his mind focused on other things. 

A teenage Victor, going through various relationships like others would go through clothing. He’s a busy young man after all, and no one seems to want to look beyond the Victor Nikiforov on screen, one the ice, and actually date him. Victor starts to wonder if there is a prince out there for him. 

Victor as a young adult, still a romantic at heart, but has pretty much entirely lost hope on finding his true love. No one sticks around, and he hasn’t found anyone he cares deeply enough about to chase. Victor’s lonely, to put it simply. He sits up at night sometimes, and watches all those fairytales from when he was a child. Victor smiles sadly at the end of them all, and dreams of a prince of his own. 

And Victor in his late 20s, as we see him pre-series. He’s frosted with depression and loneliness; the never-ending cold discs of metal, the isolation from other skaters, people kissing up to him left and right. Everything is predictable. He’s running out of motivation, out of ideas. Victor knows people only want him as what they see when he performs. It’s a saddening thought, that Victor is not lovable as himself. Some people were not meant to find a true love, he supposes.

Until one night, a night we all know well. 

The Sochi GPF banquet. Victor is intrigued by this attractive man flitting through the room, clearly intoxicated, but with this charming energy no one can resist. Not even Yuri Plisestky, himself pulled into a dance with Japan’s Yuuri Katsuki. 

Victor manages to escape from his sponsors to laugh and point and take pictures from the sidelines. Yuuri whirls past him and the way the light shines on his hair and eyes makes Victor’s breath catch and his heart skip. 

Victor watches as Yuuri dances with Chris–and wow, is that a show and a half. Yuuri strides over to Victor and holds him in place, hips shaking and Victor can only stare on in wonder. This beautiful, energetic, charming young man is staring up at him, like he’s the only person in the room. Victor can’t understand Japanese, but that doesn’t matter–what matters is the warmth of Yuuri’s body, the sparkle of his eyes, and the earnestly fond tone he speaks with. Victor’s heart is beating out of his chest and he can’t imagine this moment getting better until-

Be my coach, Victor!

Victor’s face flushes with a little gasp and he can’t find it in himself to refuse the request or the next dance they share together. 

As Victor laughs spins and smiles like he hasn’t since child, looking at Yuuri all the while, he can feel it in his chest. 

A prince. A prince is with him!

And oh, when Yuuri dips him low, the lights above framing his face and hair like a halo, Victor knows that his prince has finally come for him. 

Imagine Mary realizing both of her sons, Sam and Dean, are in love with the same girl, you.

Originally posted by supernaturalfreewill

Originally posted by soluscheese

“Morning.” Sam mumbled as he walked into the kitchen and saw you, Mary and Castiel there, you still cooking the pancakes and her setting everything else up for breakfast with Castiel’s help.

“Morning sweetie.” Mary smiled up at him as he leaned down to kiss her cheek before he turned to take a good look at you.

“Wow” he breathed out and you looked at him for a second before in the end giggling as you tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear.

“What?” you asked, looking up at the older man as he blinked rapidly, staring at you almost awestruck. You glanced at his mother that was still there but luckily was not looking at the two of you.

“You just- I never thought you’d look this good in my clothes.” he said with an adorable dimpled smile as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

You laughed looking back at the food, after glancing down at yourself for a moment. You weren’t in the mood for trying really hard so along with the messy hair you had stolen one of Sam’s flannels that could work as a dress for you and wore it. It was a nice chance compared to you wearing always Dean’s shirts. There was something similar in this, both their clothes made you feel at peace, they had a certain scent to them that brought the same kind of comfort their hugs did but at the same time that scent was so different. And it reminded you instantly of whose clothes you were wearing.

“Thanks” you bit your lip, opting to look only at the pancakes as you felt your cheeks heat up. You had a soft spot for the younger Winchester, you couldn’t deny that, you were really close and had many things in common. He was sweet and kind, gentle and caring. You knew that when you needed to talk to someone he would always be there for you. You were like a little sister to him, as far as you knew at least, even if for you he meant a lot more than just family. But you weren’t going to do something to risk what you had, you’d much rather bottle up your feelings than ruin all of this.

Besides, he wasn’t the only one involved in all of this.

“But- if you want it back I could give it. I’m sorry I didn’t ask I just- it looked too comfy and I-” you started rambling, trying to find an excuse for yourself but he shook his head.

“No, no no!” he said a little too fast and you bit your lip at his reaction “By all means-” he breathed out “-You can keep it, it looks better on you anyway.” he said adorably and you grinned.

“Thank you Sammy.” you stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek, making his smile even wider.

“So- what do you want with your pancakes, you didn’t tell me?” you asked and he paused in thought for a moment.

“Uhm I think I’ll go with some eggs today.” he paused in thought.

“Do you want me to make them?” you asked, ready to start on them already but he shook his head with a laugh.

“No you already do enough for us.” he pecked your forehead “I’ll do that myself.” he winked and started working on them next to you as you still laughed and chatted happily.

“You know I love taking care of you anyway.” you mumbled with a shy shrug and he smiled warmly.

“Yes, and I know it. But it’s not bad if you take a break once in a while and let us do all the work.” he said matter of factlyand you just shrugged “You know you deserve it.”

“Not as much as you guys do honestly I-” you shook your head, flipping another pancake.

“Dare you complete that sentence.” it was Dean’s stern voice but the moment you looked at him he had a small smile on. You sighed, knowing you weren’t going to win this fight against both of them so you just shook your head.

Oh and he also happened to be the other person involved.

“Morning guys.” he greeted as he kissed Mary and came towards you, not missing a chance to wrap his arms around your waist.

A small squeak left your lips as he pressed his body against yours and you both chuckled in the end as he kissed the back of your head “Damn smells amazing.” he breathed out as he looked over at the pancakes.

“Thought you’d like them, and in case you are not really into pancakes today I made some cherry pie for you.” you smirked and he looked at you with a wide grin.

“Gosh” he breathed out with wide eyes that made him look like a little kid on Christmas day “Marry me!” he grinned and you laughed.

“You’d have to take me out first, Winchester!” you said as you heard him laugh as he squeezed you, burying his face in your hair.

“Anytime princess.” he mumbled, nuzzling his face before in the end he leaned down and kissed your neck.

You giggled as his morning scruff tickled you and you turned your head to peck his cheek, making him smile down at you. It felt so refreshing to see him like this. It has been such a long while since you saw Dean so carefree.

Of course you had gotten the chance to see him relax sometimes, when it was just the two of you and he’d let loose, but those moments were rare. It mostly was you holding him as you either sat in silence or he talked to you about a nightmare- or whatever was worrying him at the moment.

Your relationship with Dean was different from that of Sam. While with Sam you were all playful, most of the time, and acted all cute together: watching movies, reading books and talking about all kinds of nerdy stuff your relationship with Dean was more contact and less words. You’d spent many nights in each other’s rooms just holding each other, gazing into each other’s eyes like some love-sick couple – well you were love sick you couldn’t deny it at least to yourself – and only sometimes talking. Dean wasn’t really a man of words so when it came to just the two of you he talked about only the things that troubled him. But even the few words were enough for you to get a look into his world. Heck, the mere fact that he trusted you with his thoughts and feelings was enough to let you know how important you were to him.

Of course there were serious moments with Sam as well, he too trusted you with his worries as well, and as that there were funny moments with Dean. Both brothers were very similar but at the same time your relationship with each of them was completely different. Each one of them completed a side of you that in returned completed them as well.

“Hey you two-” Sam’s voice got Dean’s attention. You looked at him to, luckily, see he had a small smile on his face “You’re not alone alright?”

“Sadly” Dean added and you giggled as Sam shot him a bitch-face.

“Why don’t you prove yourself useful and and prepare some bacon huh?” Sam obviously found an excuse to get him away from you.

“Oooh yes, love me some bacon!” Dean said with a glint in his eyes and you chuckled at how childish he was being.

“But first-” he said cupping your face as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, his lips much like Sam’s previously lingered a little longer than they should have. He looked down into your eyes, exactly like Sam had done, and offered you one last gentle smile before going back to playful him and started working on his bacon.

The three of you still talked and laughed as you had each Winchester on each side of you. Her sons’ laughter caught Mary’s attention and this time she took a real good look at the three of you. For a second she smiled fondly at how childlike you were all being, happy that her kids looked so carefree around you, but when realization downed on her hersmile faded away.

“Mary?” Castiel’s low voice caught her attention as she looked at the angel.

“Are you alright?” he asked with a small frown.

“Should I be Castiel?” she sighed sadly “I mean, how can I even be? At first I was happy about Dean but now- seeing this-Knowing that my one son’s happiness depends on the other’s grief- how can I be happy?”

“What- what do you mean?” Castiel frowned with a tilt of his head and she looked from the three of you to him.

“I thought seeing my sons fall in love would be something great. I just didn’t know it was going to be with the same girl.”

“I think I would just cut the wire”

Let’s talk about this line. In Avengers, Steve tells Tony he wouldn’t “lay down on a wire” to let somebody else crawl over him. In other words, he accuses him of not being able to sacrifice himself (btw what kind of insult is that, Steve?? It’s not something to accuse somebody of?? But that’s a different subject). We all know it’s not true, as Tony himself proved many times. Carrying the nuke through the wormhole is probably the clearest evidence of that – and a direct contradiction of Steve’s accusation. Maybe the dialogue itself was put there just to emphasize Tony’s sacrifice later in the movie. To me, though, it’s something more. “I think I would just cut the wire.” It’s Tony’s way of looking at problems.

It’s what he did in Iron Man 3 when Rhodey said “We gotta make a decision. We can either save the president, or Pepper. We can’t do both.” The choice was to save someone very important to Tony or someone very important to the country. Which option did he choose? Both. He sent a remote suit to the president’s plane, all the while being on a boat, heading towards Pepper’s direction. He cut the wire.

It’s what he did when one of those living-bomb-guys caught Harley. Tony could either give the man the information he wanted or sacrifice the boy. Which option did he choose? Neither. He gave Harley a hint to use that anti-bullies device which helped him escape. He cut the wire.

It’s exactly what he did when he created the first suit in that cave! He could either build a weapon for the terrorists or die. What option did he choose? Neither. He used his brilliant mind to escape. He cut the wire.

Heck, even Tony’s response to Steve’s insult is cutting the wire in a way. Steve probably didn’t even expect a response at all. I mean, neither “no, I would do that” or “you’re right, I wouldn’t” was a good thing to say in that moment. Without hesitation, Tony chose a third option.

Of course, when he cannot find his own solution, when he is unable to cut the wire, he is more than ready to lay down on it. We’ve seen that, I’ve already mentioned it. The point is, the sacrifice is not always necessary and he knows it. Presented with a choice to save someone and save himself, he’d rather find a way for them all to survive. Laying down on the wire may be noble, but cutting it is just freaking smart. He uses his mind, his technology, to create a third option when there are only two. His mind is his superpower.

It’s not really surprising, then, that he worked so hard to create Ultron. Can you see? The world ending, all of them dying? Steve had a simple solution: we’ll lose together. Well, thank you, Captain, I’d rather not. Tony didn’t agree to just sit there and let that happen. He used his brilliant mind, his superpower, to try to protect the Earth and everybody he loved. This time, like we all know, it didn’t turn out well. But I hope you see the pattern here.

The guy just won’t give up. Bless his heart.

7 Reasons to See Baby Driver

This is a little out of my lane for the Knitpool blog, but I am just so excited about this movie.

1.  Edgar Wright. He  seems to be able to take any genre of film and make me like it. (I’m not a fan of car chase movies, with the exception of the Blues Brothers.) Watching this movie is like drinking a locally brewed beer. It’s not filmed. It’s crafted with great care.

2. The music in the movie is not a soundtrack, it’s as integral as a character.

3. The cinematography is really clever. Watch the movie closely, and you will see little jewels along the way. 

4. Baby has a black foster parent without the movie being about race. It’s not even a sub theme in the movie. (It’s a great relationship, and I feel like there should be another whole movie about those two characters.)

5.  Baby uses ASL without the movie even highlighting this. Language is language, people.

6. There are characters with disabilities, but this is not a movie about disabilities. In other words, the movie is about people. All kinds of people, and that is a good thing.

7. Finally, Jon Bernthal plays a tatted up jackass, and I can never get enough of that. 

Dunkirk director says former 1D star is a natural when it comes to acting

Christopher Nolan said he cast Harry Styles in his stirring Dunkirk epic because the former One Direction singer has an ‘old-fashioned face’.

The film-maker observed that Styles, who was making his debut in the movie, has ‘the kind of face that makes you believe he could have been alive in that period’.

‘Harry’s character’s very unglamorous,’ he said. ‘It’s not a showboating role. And Harry shied away from being a “star” in it. He’s a humble guy who didn’t want attention. He enjoyed the idea of not carrying it; that he was part of an ensemble. Like the soldiers they played, the actors were all in it together and supported each other very well,’ said Nolan, who was in London, from his home in the U.S., visiting friends.

He said Dunkirk was all about survival: the mass exodus ‘speaks to the whole nature of heroism, and getting home to fight another day’. Nolan’s film captures the essence of the British spirit (though the director prefers to call it ‘the human spirit’).

It has been hailed as one of the year’s best movies, topping several critics’ polls, and is seen as a major contender in the Golden Globe, Bafta and Oscar awards.

Nolan, who also made the Dark Knight trilogy and Inception, stressed that he and his casting directors had been looking for unknowns for the ‘land’ part of the film. ‘Harry sent in a tape, and we liked the tape. And he joined the workshop, and that was that. It was a really old-fashioned process — and Harry’s features, ability and demeanour fitted right in.’

Nolan added he’d love to work with the 23-year-old singer again. ‘He’s very talented. I’ve no idea whether he wants to pursue acting, but he’s a natural.’

Matt Damon (hear me out)

Another reason I fucking love Benedict Cumberbatch. 

Matt Damon has been saying that the men who haven’t been raping/molesting/inappropriately touching women should be praised for y’know, not being rapey and grabby, for having basic human decency. Someone on twitter was saying how if someone broke a dish, Damon would show up and ask you to say what a good job he did for NOT breaking dishes that day. 

Matt Damon, I’m going to quote the ancient one….IT’S NOT ABOUT YOU. 

But the rage directed at Damon, a privileged white man who has the world laid out for him on a golden platter (I’m speaking as a woman who lived in a refugee camp for over a year to escape persecution and death in the Middle East…I can expand on that if you wish). 

It’s. Not. About. You.

This is about women, this is about the daily struggles of women. Women who wake up every morning and think “oh is my boss going to grope today?” “am i going to get blackmailed into submission?” “is my boss going to be condescending today?” “how much blatant disrespect am i going to have to put up with before i explode?” 

For a lot of women, this is a reality, this is every day.

Matt Damon, it’s not about you. 

But as most things, this reminded me of BC. I will forever and always blow his trumpet when it comes to the work he did for the Syrian refugees and for the graceful way he dealt with Weinstein. 

Damon had/has NOTHING to lose when the allegations against Weinstein started. Cumberbatch, on the other hand, had a movie coming out, had started the press tours, had introduced the movie at TIFF. TCW was set up to premiere just in time for Oscar nods, and even though the TIFF reviews weren’t kind as a whole, they all agreed that Cumberbatch delivered and he was generating Oscar buzz. 

Cumberbatch had A LOT to lose. And yet, he SPOKE UP. he could’ve quietly gone along, no one would have really blamed him and we would all have attributed his silence to him being a private person and never really jumping into inner-Hollywood drama, and being a busy daddy of 2 young babies and a busy actor and budding producer with his own company to run. 

And yet! 

HE SPOKE UP.

Almost immediately, he was one of the first actors to come out and he kept his statement focused on the victims, NEVER talking about himself except to say that he was disgusted. 

I hated Damon the second he said that he found Weinstein’s actions to be deplorable now that he had a daughter….Meaning that it was ok for Weinstein to do what he did when Damon had no daughters. Meaning that it’s ok as long as it happens to someone else’s daughter? 

But then you have Cumberbatch, with 2 boys. With Damon and the rest of Hollywood’s logic, he should’ve kept his silence then, encouraged his boys to do as they wished. EXCEPT HE DIDN’T. His boys will grow into men, read their father’s statement, see the campaign he participated in, and know the difference between right and wrong, between acting like a decent human being and well, acting like Weinstein (and Trump…and Lauer….and Rose…and Spacey…)

And the DAY that TCW was set to release, this movie that got pushed back, that meant BC lost a chunk of the year, lost the US market, he participated in a campaign that empowered and encouraged WOMEN and VICTIMS to speak up without ever, ever, ever putting himself into the equation except to lend his voice. his articulate, loud, methodical voice. 

How lovely is that? Just let yourself think about the statement he made.

So Matt Damon wanting praise for not being a rapist makes me love Benedict Cumberbatch even more. 

As a woman, as a victim, and as a budding advocate, I choose to praise BC in the way that he will never praise himself. 

Know why? He’s a decent, human being. 

He is a good man.


(I realize I’ve been writing essays on here latey but I’m going to be out of court for like 3 weeks and the advocate in my head is getting bored)

Originally posted by sherlockspeare

Seasons

Summer ☀️

  • Draco constantly complaining about the heat and getting sunburnt
  • Harry making sure there’s always enough of Draco’s favourite ice cream in the freezer
  • Harry walking around the house shirtless
  • Draco *loving* the fact that Harry is shirtless all the time
  • taking cooling showers together
  • sitting in their garden and talking for hours while the sun goes down
  • falling asleep under the stars in their hammock
  • lingering kisses in the rain
  • ridiculously dancing in the rain
  • toweling each other dry afterwards and not making it to the bedroom


Autumn 🍁

  • Draco loving the feel of Harry’s cosy sweaters against his cheek as he snuggles up to him on the couch
  • Draco wrinkling up his nose every time Harry gets himself a Pumpkin Spice Latte (“Honestly, Potter, how can you drink that? It’s dreadful!”)
  • Harry getting Draco all kinds of cute fluffy socks because Draco always gets really cold feet
  • hiking (never again!)
  • flying over the countryside
  • sauntering through the farmer’s market
  • having chocolate fondue for dinner (and then each other)
  • watching scary movies
  • Draco not grasping the concept of ‘movies’ just yet and freaking out every single time
  • trying out some Sheet Masks Ginny brought over (Harry: Note to self, no Sheet Masks after watching a scary movie; apologise to neighbours with fruit basket)
  • having Teddy over for a sleepover and building a fort


Winter ⛄️

  • merciless snowball fights
  • building snowmen with Teddy
  • warm Butterbeer in front of the fireplace
  • making love in front of the fireplace until they’re too exhausted to move and fall asleep there
  • taking hot bubble baths together
  • Harry’s head in Draco’s lap while Draco reads to him
  • staying in bed all day and forgetting not caring about the time
  • Harry making Draco’s favourite chestnut soup
  • Harry getting the biggest Christmas tree that can possibly fit in their house
  • Draco hanging up a bunch of mistletoe around the house and insisting they kiss every time they stand under one


Spring 🌷

  • Draco spending most of his day gardening
  • Harry lying in the hammock and watching Draco with a fond smile (because he loves to see Draco amidst all those flowers and also because Draco has banned Harry from touching said flowers ever again. “Merlin, Potter, you’re drowning my hydrangeas!”)
  • holding each other on the evening of May 1st and talking until the sun comes up
  • Seeker games as often as possible (winner gets to decide what new position they’re going to try in the shower afterwards)
  • having a picnic in their garden
  • Harry playfully wrestling Draco down and rolling around in the grass
  • Harry smiling when Teddy spends hours making a flower crown and then puts it on Draco’s head
  • Harry insisting the flower crown stays on later when they’re alone
  • weird Forest Nymph role playing
  • waking up wrapped around each other and feeling the cool morning breeze on their skin
Summer Themes

Hi everyone!

As promised, here are some of the theme suggestions for the Reaper76 Summer Event!

We don’t want to do set “day themes” like many of these event weeks do, but we do want to provide everyone with some ideas or inspiration.  You’re not limited to these, but some of them might help you get started or get the gears turning.

  • A day at the beach: it’s hard to think of summer without a trip to the beach! Gabriel’s home city of Los Angeles has several great beaches that might give you some inspiration!
    • Some ideas: Which one immediately jumps in the water?  Do either of them like building sand castles?  How does Jack react when seeing the ocean for the first time?  
  • Setting up camp: many people like to go camping in the summer, not just for being outdoors but also to enjoy other activities like hiking, swimming, off-road driving and biking.
    • Some ideas: making smores, building campfires, watching sunrises and sunsets, stargazing
  • Hit the road, Jack: road trips are a quintessential summer pastime. Popular routes include Route 66 and California Highway 1.
    • Some ideas: how do they split driving time, and who is the bad driver?  Who gives bad directions?  How do they split music choices? Motel rooms?  What sights do they go see?
    • Some ideas: when do they take their big Americas road trip?  Who plans the route through Central America, who plans for Southern America?  Where do they visit?  What do they do in Mexico City?  Or Rio de Janiero?  Or Buenos Aires?  Or Santiago?  Do they visit the Amazon in Brazil, the Andes in Chile and Argentina, the cenotes of Mexico and Belize?  Trips across the United States are fun, but consider looking at the wonderful world beyond it - as an opportunity to explore and learn about new places and cultures.
  • We’re all golfers now: lots of sports take place in summer, including baseball, golf, swimming, surfing, and bike races
    • Soccer/fútbol: outside of the US, fútbol matches are popular in the summer.  Would Gabriel and Jack root for a specific team?
    • Lúcioball: which one wants to learn how to play Lúcioball?  Does the other come along and try to play?
  • Just Desserts: lots of great food come into season in the summer - things like watermelons, strawberries, peaches, nectarines, and especially corn (lol).  Ice cream and pies are fun treats in the summer.  Barbecued foods, hamburgers, ribs, steaks, and grilled chicken are all popular.
    • Some ideas: Favorite ice cream flavor?  Favorite fruit?  Who makes the better burger?
  • Welcome to Hollywood: it’s time for summer movie blockbusters!  What kind of movies would they want to see?  Who gets scared in the horror film?  Who wants to see the action flick?
    • Some ideas: What sights does Gabriel show Jack the first time he visits LA?  What are some of their favorite movies?  Do they visit movie sets?
  • Retirement doesn’t suit us: summer often means trips to new destinations.  Where do two supersoldiers go in their time off?  The world is wide with many cool places to visit and see!
    • Some ideas: How do they react to seeing Dorado for the first time?  Or Hanamura?  Which one is the space nerd who wants to visit the Lijiang Tower?  Which one is the history nerd who wants to see Ilios or Giza?
    • Some ideas: Does Gabriel suggest going to Mexico to visit family?  What places does he show Jack?  What foods do they eat, what music do they experience?  
    • Some ideas: who wants to take a trip to China?  Who wants to visit India?  Do they run into junkers in Australia?  What do they think when they visit Numbani in Nigeria for the first time?  How do they react to visiting Gibraltar?
  • Like the stars: did you know fireflies are not found in the western United States? How does Gabriel react to seeing fireflies in Indiana for the first time?
  • Now those are some fireworks: the 4th of July is Independence Day for the United States. Celebrated with barbecues, baseball games, neighborhood and family get-togethers, and fireworks large and small.
  • Summertime Romance: sometimes a love lasts a summer, sometimes it lasts a lifetime (or two).  How do Gabriel and Jack spend over twenty summers together?  Do they do anything special for just the two of them?

Hope these themes help spark your imaginations!   We’re super excited that so many people are interested in participating!  Please feel free to send us any questions or ideas, and best of luck to everyone creating some R76 content for the event!

Remember, the event begins July 4th and ends July 18th!  You can start submitting art, fics, graphics, and content to the tag #reaper76summerevent, or send us a link on the blog!

Have fun, and let the summer sparks fly!

I just want lesbians in comedies where they get to be funny and the joke isn’t that they’re shrill quick to anger dykes. Like I’m glad other lesbians have Carol and Blue Is The Warmest Color and Lovesong but those aren’t the kind of movies I enjoy at all. I like silly comedies and I think comedies are such a good tool in normalizing gay people it would be nice to have a sophomoric comedy where a young lesbian just wants to get laid or get a gf and the audience sympathizes and laughs with her you know.