but i have made this blog so thats got to count for something

anonymous asked:

How did you meet your amazing girlfriend?

I’ve been sitting on this ask for some time trying to figure out the way to say this, so I suppose I will just tell the story as it happened.

I won’t be posting her URL here because I don’t want to send thousands of eyes to scour her blog, but we’ve been mutuals for something like a year, and always had crushes on each other, flirted a ton online, etc. But she lives very far away from me and this, of course, is a major obstacle, so we never made plans to act on that at all. She messaged me one day to say she’d be in town for a day or two on a family trip, and I brought up hooking up if she was interested, although I was such a nervous baby about it that I think I ACTUALLY said, “Hey we should make out or something if you want.” We agreed to meet, go to my place together, have a lot of sex, and make some sourdough because why not?  So in the days before meeting 1) I tried a new recipe and tested it out to ensure it would be good enough and 2) we sexted a ton (she’s good at this and also? world’s best Snapchat snapper) and just got to know each other really well, too, and I found out that we have all sorts of weird little things in common- we want the same number of kids, we want the same color Le Creuset oven, we like and dislike the same kinds of fruits, she has been making jam for several years and I have been making bread for several years, etc- and each of us made several obviously-not-regular-hookup comments about the other being :) the woman :) of our :) dreams :) and how ohhhh gosh if only she didn’t live so far away we’d totally be dating!

She made it to the coffeeshop where I work, and I saw her coming in the door, thought, “WOW she is prettier than I expected” and immediately pretended not to see her/to be very QUICKLY taking some trash to the back of house to go get myself settled. I put on what was apparently a very good -I am totally chill and not going to die- face, sat beside her, made some conversation about her trip up, blah blah, sexted for several hours while I was closing up shop, and decided we would catch a ride from a bar across the street from my job because I MAY have skipped out on a meeting to go fuck this really hot woman and didn’t want it to be super obvious. So I closed up like normal, went to go meet her at the bar, and she kissed me several times while waiting for the car because she was too excited to wait. Then we got home, made bread, and had really incredible sex during which she came 13 (THIRTEEN) times before I stopped counting :) :) :) And when she left I did my best to pretend not to be sad, but it didn’t work because she asked, “Are you sad?” and when I said “Oh! I didn’t think you could tell!” she proceeded to mimic my posture, which was hands-in-my-pockets, slumped over, and forlornly gazing at the ground because I’d had a really genuinely magical time with her.

The main thing is really that the second we met I just felt an instant sort of “WOW I’d like to keep this one around” feeling that I know from a lot of dating is extremely rare and really special, and I think there were lots of moments during our first date that were very much not regular hookup/hangout moments, like we each called the other sweetie more than once, spent…an absurd amount of time staring into each others’ gay eyes, held hands a lot more than would be normal for a hookup, etc. I think it took her a few hours after she left to really realize she was feeling the same thing, but every now and again you meet someone and it just feels right and natural and comfortable instantly, and you just MESH well, and that’s really what happened. So in the next few days we sort of talked things over and decided to give this thing a shot. And I’m glad we did! Sometimes you have to do the very stupid, very silly, very wild 20something thing to do and just go for it because you think you could find something really special and worth it. I think I just sort of thought, “No this isn’t the most logical thing in the world but I know how rare this feeling is and if I can, I don’t plan to let it go because of something like distance.” So now we’re girlfriends and I couldn’t be happier about it- she’s really wonderful and sweet and makes me incredibly happy and I’m so proud to be, as my blog is titled, Her Butch. She’s the best coincidence I’ve ever encountered, and I’m so glad that she came through the city at just the right time and on just the right day and we talked just often enough beforehand for her to tell me she’d be in town, because I honestly didn’t think I was capable of feeling this way again and she’s been a wonderful addition to my life. She’s a pretty excellent girlfriend and I’m more excited than I can say to kiss her again.

Mission Accomplished (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Request: Hello beautiful!! I love your blog so much!! Can I please have a Steve Rogers imagine where the reader really really likes him and asks the avengers for advice but he overhears. And the reader always gets really shy and clumsy when he’s around. Ends in a really cute way with fluff? It would mean a lot take all the time you need 😊💖

Requested By: @neverlands-music-girl

Word Count: 4,051

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Hello, lovely followers! I am finally back and actually wrote something! I am so sorry that I haven’t posted anything in such a long time. I have been so busy with college and I just now had time to sit down and write. Also I am sorry if this kind of sucks but I hope you all enjoy! And to @neverlands-music-girl who requested this, thank you very much for the request and I am glad that you love my blog! Well, I hope you all enjoy and hopefully I will be able to write more often!

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“(Y/N), you need to just tell him,” Nat insisted as she gripped your shoulders. Immediately shaking your head ‘no,’ a sigh escaped her lips as she glared at you. “Why not?”

“Well, for one, he’s him and I’m me,” You said with a chuckle. Earning a disapproving look from Nat, you sighed as you collapsed onto your bed. 

“Oh, please,” She scoffed as she rolled her eyes. Sitting down next to you, she pulled you up into a sitting position.

“Well, it’s true,” You said with a shrug. “I mean, just look at him. He’s tall, kind, super strong, and not to mention extremely handsome. How would he ever like me?”

“Steve already does like you,” She insisted once more, trying to convince you that her words are true. “Just talk to him.”

“Ha, yeah right. When did that ever work out for me?” You quipped back as you remembered every time you tried to talk to him. Without fail you would either say something extremely stupid, knock something over, or fall flat on your face. Glancing at your watch, you sighed as you stood up from the bed. “Well, I got to go. Sam’s training me in a few. See ya, Nat.”

With a quick goodbye to you, she left your room to let you get ready. Pulling on your workout clothes, you grab your water bottle as you head down to the gym. Turning down the hallway, you about stop dead in your tracks when you see who is at the end of the hallway. Gulping, you could feel your anxiety spike as you recognized the tall figure with that absolutely gorgeous smile.

“Hi, (Y/N)!” Steve’s voice called out from down the hall as he waved at you. Flashing you his dazzling smile, he quickly jogged towards you since you had become cemented to the floor. “Sam ended up having to go on a impromptu mission today, so I’ll be training you. Are you ready?”

Growing increasingly flustered at how close he is, you nod silently, not trusting your own voice. Of course he just had to train you today. With a quick glance at your outfit, you chastise yourself for not putting on your cute workout clothes. Leading you into the training room, Steve made small chat with you as you started to stretch and warm up.

“So how are you? I feel like I haven’t seen you in so long,” Steve chatted as he stretched his arm behind his back, causing his shirt to slightly lift up. As your eyes darted down to his exposed abs, you gulped once again as you too stretched. 

“I-I’m g-good,” You stuttered, waves of embarrassment flooding over you. Diverting your eyes to literally anywhere else in the room, you tried to ignore just how overwhelming Steve’s presence was. As if I could ever ignore him, you thought to yourself with a chuckle as your eyes eventually settled on him. From the moment you met him, your heart was already his without him knowing it. All it took was one smile about a year ago and you were his. 

It was your very first day at the Avengers compound and you were extremely nervous. When S.H.I.E.L.D. was still up and running, you were one of the greatest agents that they had. You were always on time for work and always got the mission done, no matter what. When S.H.I.E.L.D. went under and all of the H.Y.D.R.A. agents were exposed, you quickly had to go undercover in fear of being found and killed. A couple of years later and you were quietly doing vigilante work as you tried to stop every last H.Y.D.R.A. agent out there. Well whenever your path crossed with the Avengers, you quickly foiled their missions in order to stop  H.Y.D.R.A. yourself to get your revenge. When Nat and Clint finally figured out who was constantly messing with the team, they immediately offered you a position with the Avengers, glad that you were still alive and glad that they had found another old friend. 

Of course though, for the first time in your career, you were late for work. Late for your first day. As you tried to push back your own nerves as you ran into the compound, you characteristically tripped and fell onto the floor. Before you could even pick yourself up, a hand was stretched out for you to take. When you took it, your eyes trailed up the very muscular arm to find that it was attached to the one and only Steve Rogers.

“Are you okay?” Steve had asked with an eye-crinkling smile as he pulled you up. As you nodded your head in embarrassment, Steve quickly picked up your belongings and handed them back to you. “I’m Steve, and you are?”

“(Y/N),” You answered as you felt your knees wobble underneath his gaze. 

“Nice to meet you, (Y/N),” Steve said with a smile that captured your heart within a nanosecond. “Welcome to the team.”

“Uh, (Y/N)? You there?” Steve’s voice rang out as he pulled you from your memory. 

“Wha-?” You called out in shock as you lost your footing on the moving treadmill. Arms flailing as the treadmill shot you off, you landed with a thud on the hard concrete floor.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked just like before as he stretched out his hand. As you grabbed his hand to allow him to pull you up, you couldn’t help but notice that your hand fit perfectly in his. 

“Uh, y-yeah. I’m just, um, I’m gonna go now,” You stuttered as you felt the heat of embarrassment crash over you. Quickly spinning around from Steve, you ran into the punching bag. Stumbling once more, now even more embarrassed, you sped towards the doors as you tried to slow down your racing heart. You were absolutely positive that you had never felt a spark before when he grabbed your hand. But why did you feel one now?

A couple of weeks after the treadmill incident, you found yourself obsessing over the spark that you felt when he touched your hand. Every time your mind came back to it, you tried to convince yourself that it was just static electricity, or some other weird thing. You would not let yourself believe that that spark actually meant something in fear of getting your heart broken.

When your mind went back to Steve and the spark, you could feel the frustration building up inside of you. Why did you have to like Steve?! Or better yet, love him? Why did your heart like to torture you so by thinking about what it would be like with Steve even though it knew you could never have him?

Wiping away the tears that came from the anger you had for yourself, you felt a rush of bravery wash over you as your feet took you to where all of the Avengers were. You were going to get advice on how to admit your feelings to Steve. You were going to form a plan just like any other mission and you were going to do what you do best: complete the mission no matter what it takes. No matter if your heart breaks in the process.

“Ah, there’s my favorite little agent!” Tony called out as he saw you walk into the living room. A small smile formed on your lips as you greeted all of the Avengers. 

“Okay, I need your guys’ help,” You said with a shaky breath as your eyes traveled over each and every one of them.

“How should we ever be of service, Lady (Y/N)?” Thor’s deep voice resonated as each of the Avengers turned towards you to give you their undivided attention.

“Okay,” You said as you took a deep breath in. “I’m in love with Steve and I need to finally admit my feelings for him or else I’m going to go crazy. So, how do I do that?”

The shocked look on the Avengers made you furrow your eyebrows. You didn’t understand why they were confused, considering that they all knew of your affections for the Captain. 

“I think you just did,” Clint broke through the silence as he pointed a finger at something behind you. Freezing in your spot, you felt your blood run cold. 

“We’ll, uh, give you two a moment,” Bruce said with a small smile as he ushered everyone out.

“But I want to watch!” Tony whined to which he received a quick smack from Nat. Throwing a wink over her shoulder, she mouthed ‘good luck.’

Mustering up all of the courage that you could, you forced yourself to turn around and face Steve. There he stood, a shocked look sprawled across his features as his baby blue eyes bore into yours. 

“You-you love me?” Steve stammered as you bit your lip, nodding. “For how long?”

“Basically since I’ve met you,” You said in a small voice.

“But-wha-how?” He stumbled over his words, making you laugh lightly.

“Finally I’m not the one stumbling over my words,” You said with a small chuckle even though you were absolutely terrified. “And it’s pretty simple, really. You are absolutely wonderful and everything I could ever want and more.”

Silence followed your words. Even though you haven’t directly said those three words to his face, those last couple of words held all the truth about your feelings towards the man you had given your heart to.

Blinking away the shock that your words held, Steve took a step towards you, making you draw a quick intake of breath. Grabbing your hand in his, Steve pulled you close to him as he took in a deep breath.

“You’re everything I could ever want and more too, (Y/N). I have loved you for so long now, that I didn’t think it was ever possible that you would ever return my feelings,” Steve said in a whisper as he tilted your chin up towards him. You saw his eyes dart down to your lips and then back up to your eyes, silently asking for your permission to do the very thing that his heart has ached to do for a whole year now.

With a slight nod of your head, Steve gently brushed his lips against yours, still hesitant at what you would do. You felt your breath catch in your throat as his lips brushed over yours once more and as his sweet breath fanned over your face as you waited in anticipation. When his lips finally settled onto yours, you couldn’t help but let your smile break out onto your face as your fingers weaved into his blonde hair. Steve’s hands found the small of your back as he too smiled into the kiss, pulling you even closer to him.

When the two of you finally pull back, you can’t help but just stand there with your eyes closed as you try to process just what had happened. When you finally open your eyes, you smiled as you saw Steve in exactly the same position you were in only a few seconds ago.

“YES, GO LADY (Y/N) AND THE CAPTAIN OF AMERICA!” Thor’s booming voice called from around the corner, causing both of your eyes to dart over to see all of the Avengers peering around the corner. As embarrassment flooded through your body and as Steve’s face reddened, you quickly turned to Steve to hide your face in his large chest. Wrapping his arms around you, Steve looked down at you with a blissful smile gracing his face.

“Does this mean you two can finally be together now?” Sam said as he smiled at the two of you. 

“Does it?” You asked as you looked into Steve’s eyes. 

His smile grew even wider as he placed a kiss onto your forehead. “Absolutely.”

Feeling your own smile grace your lips, you wrapped your arm around his neck as you pulled him into another breathtaking kiss. “Mission accomplished.”

Shit, I legit can’t believe it. I made it to 1k followers? What the fuck?!!!! God, it was barely two months ago when I was basically drinking my Vodka out of the bottle in celebration that I got 250 people to follow me. And now the number’s quadrupled and I’m in awe! Thank you all so much for putting up with me and my blog-everything-that-catches-my-fancy ass. You all rock and I love each and everyone of you. I do hope I keep putting out the same content that brought you to my blog and that in some way, you will always find something you like or can reblog or just want to save for a rainy day on said blog. Really, you all are awesome! Thank you.

I just want to give compliments to some of my favourite blogs (they are a lot and I tend to wax lyrical about people I like so you’ve been warned). I wish I could give personalized compliments to all my mutuals but as you would soon read I am a geek when it comes to people I like and I will be writing compliments into the New Year if I decided to compliment everyone. So not everyone’s gotten a personal compliment, but know I love you all.

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blubblub101  asked:

JD or Veronica crying, and the other one has to comfort them? (I just found this account and I thought I would request something if that's okay with you you're really cool okay bye-)

AHHHHHHHH! MY FIRST REQUEST ON THIS BLOG! It’s so new I’m so happy you like it! I think you’re cool too! I checked your blog out, you and your girlfriend are SO CUTE AND SWEET! Of course it’s okay to request! This is my first Heathers fic and I’ so excited! I hope you enjoy!

“Veronica! The health inspector shut down the 7/11 so they’re giving out free slushies!” JD practically skidded into the room and looked up with a grin. “It’s so cool and we-” He stopped short when he saw his girlfriend crying on the couch. JD bit his lip and stood there for a moment. “Oh.” He realized, and made his way over. JD put his coat around her shoulders and gave her a hug. “Who made you cry?” He asked calmly.

“I made me cry.” Veronica sniffled. JD pulled back and tilted his head.

“Explain.” He tried a little smile, hoping it would rub off on her. But he had no such luck. Veronica wiped away her tears and handed JD a letter that was on the table.

“I got into Brown.” She told him.

“I would say that’s great, but something tells me there’s something bad about it.” He responded. Veronica nodded.

“I GOT into Brown. Yesturday. I told everyone! I was going to tell you tonight on our date! And you were going to be so proud of me!” She smiled. Before JD could cut in and offer some sort of comfort, Veronica kept going. “But the admissions office called me today and said they were looking to go in a different direction.” Veronica responded.

JD fell back, confused. “Can they do that?” He asked. Veronica shrugged.

“I guess so… I told everybody I got in, and then they told everybody.” She explained. “And now everybody is calling me to say congratulations… and I have to tell them I got revoked.” She sighed. “It’s like a chainmail of humiliation.”

“I’m sorry, Ronnie.” JD said quieter. “I know that meant a lot to you. But you still have Duke and Harvard to hear from!” He tried. Veronica nodded and wiped away her tears. JD pulled her closer and they sat there for a while. “You know I’m already proud of you, right?” He asked, a little quiet. “Really proud, you’re the strongest and smartest person I know. And you don’t even need to go to college to be my…” He trailed off a bit and leaned his head against her shoulder. “I worship you.” JD whispered.

More tears welled up in Veronica’s eyes and she tackled JD in a hug. “Woah, did I say something wrong?” He asked.

“No, no, no.” Veronica assured. “You said everything right. Everything.” She whispered. “Thank you for being here for me.” She smiled. JD grinned and pulled her up onto his lap and started giving the girl kisses. Veronica laughed and playfully shoved at him. “JD! Cut it out, what’s gotten into you!?” She giggled.

“Just being thankful for how lucky I am.” He smiled. “Brown doesn’t know what they’re missing, if they don’t want you, they don’t deserve you. You can do way better.” JD assured. He pulled her closer and kissed her eyes.

Veronica took JD’s face in her hands and looked at him for a long while. She finally smiled big and pressed her forehead against his. “Thanks for making me feel better.” She told him.

“You always do the same for me. No matter how small my issue is… I can always count on you.” JD told her. “I just want to do the same thing for you.” He took Veronica by the shoulders and sat her up straight. “Now look at me. You are so strong and smart, and I promise you, no matter what happens, I’m here. No matter what you need, I’ll fight for you to get it.” He promised. “I’ll fight for you, Veronica.” He swore. “Now come on, stop crying. You know I can’t take it when you cry like that.” JD tried to laugh a little but his eyes were getting shiny now too.

“Oh JD, I’m okay.” Veronica assured.

“I know. I just want you to have everything you need, everything you want.” He told her. Veronica smiled and pushed JD down on the couch, covering his face, head and neck with kisses.

“I already do, I have you.” She whispered. “And Brown’s got nothing on you.”

italian holts headcanons

me? projecting? yes 

•  so im gonna say sam holt is the italian one because sam is a common nickname for salvatore and colleen just sounds really. not italian to me 

• so sam has an italian mom and a not-italian dad which explains why his last name is holt and not beneventi or castiglione or something 

• pidge and matt are third generation italian american so their great grandparents came from italy 

  • pidge is pretty sure they have family in the mafia somewhere down the line even though sam is pretty sure they dont 
  • pidge: “dont fuck with me i have mafia connections” 
    matt: “katie nO WE DONT” 
  • matt: “hey dad… how do we know YOU arent in the mafia?” 
    sam, exhausted: “matthew Please just eat your meatballs and stop talking” 

(this got super long so more under the cut) 

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real slow / choi seungcheol

genre; fluffy smut (i tried?)

characters; s.coups/female, other members of svt

req; Omg I know you must be tired of this but can you do a 7 minutes in heaven scenario for Scoups? Sorry to ask but they are all SOO good. Also can you make it a bit smutty like you did with the Vernon one? I’m a sucker for those thighs. Thank you and I love your blog!!

summary; the leader does not enjoy waiting, and neither do you. 

word count; 1.2k

a/n; ITS OVER FINALLY IM YELLIN but anyway this took a long time to write idk why. i could have made it longer but thats not a common characteristic of my writing lmao but i hope this is ok 

other notes; something almost happened, POOR JUN LMAO SJFKSJFKS

(also read: wonwoo / vernon / mingyu)

Originally posted by howona

Being the oldest out of 13 members, you would think Choi Seungcheol had patience when it came to playing games. However, his lack of it caused him to reach for the bottle, ignoring all of the ‘ooooh’s and other surprised shouts that came his way.

As he spun and you watched from across the group - being one of the only ones that still hadn’t gone inside the closet yet - you prayed, dear god, please, PLEASE, let it land on - 

“Hey! Y/N! Your turn!”

Oh, the gods were certainly merciful today.

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anonymous asked:

I am now curious! How did you base off the fan faves? But yeah I do love kirishima and tsuyu and many of them lol

*videogame music plays* backstory unlocked!

Originally posted by wlwfutaba

Don’t jump too high, not a interesting story in the least, don’t expect any cutting commentary most of these facts I got from witnessing my own posts in action¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Short ver. : Statistics. Numbers are actually telling me those three are the most loved. That is literally all it took for me to know this and why tokoyami didn’t make the list, you only have yourself to blame tokoyami fans*finger of shame*

Long ver. (shits for real long):

So these facts are more or less coming from a pattern I started noticing whenever I post certain content for the fandom, or more simply put: note counts.

I post a lot of things, all varied, all debatable in quality and just enough to keep this blog going. 

And so one time, while I’m still a baby blog who was just starting in the bnha fandom, I made these Tsuyu & Ochako posts I didn’t think were good enough: those got high note counts, I was not expecting that.

Based off that, I knew Ochako & Tsuyu were extremely popular because I broke 1k posts for each of them when I couldn’t even manage those kinds of numbers back when I first started tumblr, the norm for me then were a few solid 100s stuck in the 30-60s but I never broke a 1k easily.

The tags for those told me even more, from a cursory perspective for people who haven’t even watched or heard of the show love the designs of these two. Tsuyu for obvious reasons and Ochako because she’s a ball of adorable

Originally posted by slyfu

And I’ve replicated that Tsuyu post with other characters (you’ll see one for all might, bakugou & even sero), those numbers never happened again for that kind of post.

Originally posted by rainbow-taishi

Frog girl has absolute rule.

Now the one thing I wasn’t too aware of was Kirishima’s height in popularity, I had a ballpark but not a full understanding, until just recently after posting something fairly basic I genuinely didn’t think would get much, 30or60 if I lucked out while it snailed higher. 

It broke 200 in a single night!!!

Tags are equal in support, you know how many times I witnessed a kiri reblog with the tags in caps?!

Kiri fans are just as energetic as he is :D

Don’t doubt Kirishima’s charisma, sharkboy is absolutely adored. You can always find that someone who doesn’t like Bakugou or Deku (I’ve seen it) or are just ok with them along with Todoroki but you can be sure Kirishima has a solid fanbase who will fight you for him or even those who just can’t help but melt for him. He’s just absolutely lovable and no one can say they don’t like the guy, he’s a good boy. Even I have a average amount of love for him but I’d still take a bullet for him ok, no one can lose this sunshine hero ;A; (irony being he wouldn’t want that, thats why you gotta support him!!)

Same with Tsuyu, there is near perfect agreement about this frog gal and you all shall bow down to our froggy overlord eventually!!!!

Originally posted by cinemacinemagraphs

Ochako might be a bit unsteady but make no mistake she’s still high up there with them.

Of course I’m also a part of the fandom and I do know just about all the characters are well loved and appreciated, I as well share the sentiment with em but I also know some really do have just a handful of absolute faves. Most just seem to gravitate more easily to these guys. 

I mean we do have the bnha sorter for a reason, to out you good parents who say you love all your children equally (¬‿¬)

In no way am I saying those three are unpopular, they are in a standard shonen bubble but you’d be surprised how many would jump in defence for one of the other three, shout at the tops of the roof for them or sell a kidney, they just have this wide fanbase. 

The only difference made was if I make a basic post with either of those boys I can’t make the same note count as the other group, I have to be clever and make good stuff for them to even make it up there to their rank and even then its not that overwhelming ┐(‘~`;)┌ I know you all like Deku, Bakuogu (ymmv) & Todoroki and there is very good fanwork for them but imo it hits fandom standards, pretty much within shonen fandom expectations.

But this is the real secret fandom powerhouse team:

 I’ve always thought that, just never said till now

There just seems be this unified agreement I keep witnessing.

In closing: all this is coming from unintentional study, I just happened to witness and catch onto to what everyone is in unspoken agreement about.

I’m going to reiterate this but bnha fandom is a very interesting shonen fandom to be in, an interesting fandom to be in period, because I’ve seen plenty and you can usually catch onto what the majority thinks or the fandom norms are once you’ve been in or seen enough. bnha currently breaks those expectations, thats why I’m still with it + you know the show is damn awesome

So I’m going to bold the main point of the results:

It wasn’t taking personal taste into account, it was just by majority of vote

Yup those fave were decided by how many people liked them outright, that was all. Nothing else going on but pure adoration, I’m only basing all this off fan reception I’ve seen and had experienced¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Y’all just have a higher affinity for these three

By the way, I was expecting dissension about the lack of personal fave, nope you all are in consensus between agreeing with the post, everyone is a fave or we’re missing Tokoyami; Those are the factions, now pick your pokemon go team!

FYI anyone asking about Tokoyami’s position I addressed that along with shinsou with some unnecessary categorization cause no one can stop me now!!!! ψ(`∇´)ψ

And that was my way-too-long-for-this-simple-ask answer since my overachieving ass won’t settle for a lesser explanation εミ(ο_ _)ο *dies*

Little did the anon know what kind of crap long explanation I was gonna burst out on ψ(^Ф∀Ф^)ψ

Babes! what even is this!? how are there 450 of you following me? first off, THANK YOU. when i created octavia back in july of the last year i never imagined i would ever make it to almost a year of writing her. i was just having fun for the time being, writing a character i had fallen in love with. it never even crossed my mind that so many of you would enjoy my take on her. now, i can’t imagine not being on this blog. i’ve made so many memories & strong friendships that i’ll carry with me always. i just really wanted to thank you all for being so amazing and kind & it’s a pleasure seeing you all on the dash. each day your guy’s writing inspires me in so many ways. my octavia would be nothing without you guys!

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Wake Up Call

Request by @impala-dreamer: You woke up that morning, warmer than usual. You tried to roll over but something was stuck on your blanket. You opened your eyes and saw Dean. Fully clothed, passed out lying across the foot of your bed.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 553

Beta: also by Beka (clearly I can’t get enough of her)

Warnings: Fluff


Originally posted by i-just-rode-up-on-a-unicorn-and

You slowly began to wake up noticing your arms are freezing, but your feet were really warm. You try to roll over and pull the blankets up over your shoulders, but fail. Somethings heavy is at the bottom of the bed, keeping you from pulling the blanket up. You gave it a kick with your foot, hoping that it’s just a few books.You expected to hear a thud on the floor, but instead you heard an ‘Ump.’

Sitting up you see Dean, fully clothed, at the foot of your bed. “Dean! What the hell are you doing?”

Dean threw you his bitch face, “Why did you have to kick me?”

Rolling your eyes you threw your pillow at him, “Maybe ‘cause you were by my feet…? You didn’t even take your shoes off. Wait, aren’t you suppose to be on a hunt?”

Looking pitiful Dean muttered, “We got home a few hours ago and I got drunk last night but I didn’t want to be alone.”

Softening the annoyed look on your face, “Well why didn’t you wake me?”

Dean shrugged, “You looked so peaceful. I couldn’t wake you up.”

You waved him up the bed, “Well then get up here. It’s like 6 a.m., we can sleep for a few more hours.”

Dean got up and stumbled around the room trying to kick off his boots and strip down to his boxers. Feeling the bottom of the bed dip, Dean crawled up your body to lay beside you. He opened his arms and you curled into him, laying your head on his chest. With Dean stroking your hair and listening to his steady heartbeat, you fell back asleep in record time.

After a few hours you woke up to a rumbling in your ear. “Holy shit. Dean, was that your stomach?”

You felt his laugh vibrate through his chest, “Yeah, it’s eleven o’clock and I haven’t eaten anything today.”

You rolled off the bed throwing on sweatpants and a hoodie, “Well let’s go feed the beast for it eats me.”

You made your way to the kitchen noticing that Dean had followed you, “Woah there tiger, you smell like a brewery, go shower and breakfast will be done when you get out.”

Dean huffed and rolled his eyes leaving the kitchen yelling, “It better be a good breakfast sweetheart.”

You chuckled and got to work. On the menu was blueberry pancakes, eggs, and bacon, Dean’s favorite.

You could hear his heavy footsteps coming down the hallway, “Y/N did you make what I think you made?” Turning the corner Dean’s eyes got wide with excitement, “You did!”

Smiling, Dean picked you up, twirling you around placing you on the counter. He stepped between you legs, bringing his lips down to meet yours. He brought a hand up to cup your cheek and the other squeezed your thigh eliciting a small moan from you, “Happy birthday Dean.”

Moving his hand to grab your ass he mumbled, “Yeah, happy birthday to me”

Sam cleared his throat, breaking your kiss, “Woah! I get it’s your birthday Dean but keep that in your room okay?”

Dean bent down throwing you over his shoulder, “Come on babe, let’s go back to bed.”

“But what about the food?”

“It can wait,” Dean growled, slapping your ass.


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anonymous asked:

Chrobin is soooo bad omfg.... First of all chroms boring as hell with his "I'm an angry prince bwaagh". You fall in love with eachother after he sees you naked. That's it where's the rest of his character? Another thing is you have to deal with LUCINA as your daughter I mean she's even more boring "I'm here from the future (I love u dad) to save my fu-(I love you dad)-ture".

WAIT IS THIS- wow. You, sent me, ship hate? I don’t get why people have to dump their woes on chrobin shippers. I get it, chrobin isn’t everyone’s cup of tea and it doesn’t have to be. 

First things first, I’m gonna touch down on F!Robin and Chrom’s supports. I totally agree with you. That support, while hilarious, was a bad troupe and not at all a good example of how relationships should work out. However, it’s clear that they share a strong bond in any other conversation they have together that isn’t the support related. I would have loved to see a support similar to M!Robin’s with F!Robin and Chrom but the cookie crumbled that way and I was fine with that. 

Just so you know, I ship all Chrobins. Male Chrobin, Female Chrobin. Het Chrobin, Genderfluid Robin Chrobin, and more, I ship it all. I don’t exclusively ship gay and straight Chrobin because in the end they’re both big nerds together and I love it.

Second things second. I’ll admit it, Chrom, while having some quirks, it the prince type you’d see in the animes/mangas. Handsome, kind, protective, passionate, ect. I’d get how some people would be sick of that type of character. However, I, as well as other people, see Chrom in some kind of different light. My reasons for liking him are different than some other peoples’ but that’s alright because we are all entitled to our opinions; though I would and will never send someone hate or reasons why to like or hate certain characters or pairings. That’s your opinion, post it publicly for all I care, just don’t make it personal. 

Also, on the whole angry prince thing, I think his grief is justified. People express sadness in many different ways and anger is one of them. He just watched his sister fall from like, 100 meters and splatter on the ground. All because of King TrashGan. He has the right to be mad or shocked or what not.

Lastly, I’ll say that Lucina does have a few qualities about her that make her similar to the “worship my parent” kind of kid but I would think that it’s a justified feeling. I lost one of my own parents at a young age, and while I didn’t suddenly go “I want to be just like my mother”, I did get that feeling that if I had the chance to go back in time I’d tell her how much I love her. I connect with Lucina on that. 

Also, Lucina also has little quirks. Princesses in the normal troupe are all pretty, or dainty, or very interested in fashion or manners. Of course, not all princesses because I’ve seen many kick ass princesses in my gaming experience, but Lucina has a bad taste in fashion and is clearly anything but dainty. She’s just a bit overwhelmed by the past, she never got to do certain things in the future so I can hardly blame her for trying to make the most of it by being with her father, making up the time she lost with him in the future.. 

Sure, she can sound a bit repetitive at times but I’m fine with that. 

In conclusion: I like Chrobin because I like it. It’s my opinion and no one has to share it with me. My opinion has in no way hurt anyone or made their lives harder for them. You sending me ship hate has not done it’s job and has not deterred me from liking the ship any less.

I suggest, that if you have negative things to say about something in the near future, that you send it to a confession blog and not to a 41 follower count Lon’qu RP/Ask Side Blog that posts mostly potato dishes and occasionally dank memes, like the one you are responding to in your very negative ask. 

It seems you missed my other dank meme on Chrobin, which you can view here. It will tell you everything you’ll ever want to know about my opinion on people who don’t ship chrobin. 

I don’t specialize in responding to ship hate and I don’t plan on it. If you want to send ship hate then please send it to someone who at least agrees with you.

POC fetization/ace struggles and fears

letmedrivemyvan-intoyourheart submitted: 

 I’m a black (never liked saying african American honestly what a mouthful) panromantic ace, and seeing as I just turned 18 it’s been pretty difficult to figure out my sexuality over the years without the constant ‘youre too young’ thing. Firstly I feel that’s bullshit, how is it with boys are jizzing their pants at the age of eleven, at 18 im too young to understand how i feel about my own body and its desires.

My story is pretty boring, I had big crushes but never any relationships. I only realized I was different when I started processing my friends behavior (i never put much faith in the medias depiction of romance). Mid high school I discovered asexuality and it instantly piqued my interest, but at the time my mental health was shoddy and familial support was bare so that wasnt my priority. Then my psychiatrist invalidated me when I told him i thought the ace community might fit me by saying I still have sexual urges. Bc he’s the doctor i assumed he was right and ended up super down over this for the next little while, especially when i //cough// tried masturbating.
Only last year i got a more solid hold of my gender/sexuality and it was honestly bc of porn. Usually when I tried to watch porn it took me (liTERALLY) at least an hour to find a video that didnt frighten, offend, or just turn me off, and even then I couldnt invest myself into being attracted to the media, most times i’d listen to the audio alone (then I discovered the grace of BL-CD’s). Literally every time I would try to watch porn id get distracted by the anatomy and start drawing or something and one day(okay over the course of several days) i was said ‘SCREW THIS. IM JUST NOT INTO IT.’
I’d never experienced sexual attraction but I didnt want to go back to my condescending doctor and that conversation so i spent a long time doing research. I tried to invalidate myself time and time again, my main reason being something my friend said. “You’re just insecure.” She accepts me now but i will probably never forget those words because it constantly has me questioning whether my sexuality could just by a hyped up byproduct of my mental illness. I did have a minor revelation moment though after that. A boy had been flirting with me and at the time I had been trying to convince myself that I was cishet so I flirted back. I ended up getting stoned at his house; nothing sexual happened, in fact we didnt even kiss (mostly bc I didnt move and inch from my spot on the bed). This wasn’t the revelation part tho, that came as soon as I got home. I had a full on panic attack, one of my worst. I suppose it was because while I was there he was touching me. All I could remember where his hands and the pressure in the room and it made me physically sick. He hadn’t been out of line at all, had only cuddled me and I hadn’t said a word at the time (which I do regret) but getting home it felt like the biggest violation. It wasn’t just the touching, it was everything it pertained, even though I knew we weren’t gonna have sex or anything, the complete and utter lack of want frightened me. Even now I still feel bad and dramatic for reacting that way but the only thing that reaffirms me is the fact that I know, deep down, I didn’t want to feel that way but I did. I couldn’t change how I felt, because it’s something you just Know. So after swearing off boys forever (metaphorically) I decided to get my ass in gear and follow my heart¿

The interweb is a blessed place. Everything I found (including the tumblr community) was like opening the gates of valhalla. I wasn’t quite 'there’ yet but damn, I was Here. After that has been a series of finding support online since practically everyone irl thinks of my sexuality as a joke, they dont even take it the littlest bit seriously; and i didnt want to keep myself surrounded by that mindset. Finding blogs like these was a godsend and I can’t appreciate it enough.

With that out of the way, my most relevant issue as a POC as well as ace is the constant sexualization towards me. Even my friends do it! Because of my body type, being afab and curvy people just assume i’m a sexual figure??? I cant count how many times my own friends have touched my ass. On Canada Day a few weeks ago, my friends boyfriend slapped my butt as a joke, and all my friends are cool with it. In fact as the only POC in my friend group, my ass comes up a surprising amount. I know for a fact my friends don’t mean harm, they’re very open minded and it’s only bc of my long friendship with them that they frivolously touch me, and thats the main reason I havent said anything.

Mostly I feel as though, open minded as they are, they wont ever understand my sexuality. That’s only because it honest to god baffles me that sex is such a big and meaningful part of people’s lives, and if I can’t understand them, how can they understand me? Thats not so bad as not accepting it though, which they (the ones ive come out to) didn’t at first (until I showed them some colorful diagrams and had a serious 30second talk). My biggest fear in the end is the expectations people have of me. My parents have never had a health relationship with me so their opinion on my sexuality isnt a conversation that will ever happen, but im more concerned about a potential partners needs. I’ve always believed that if I really liked someone, I would do (very few) sexual things for them, bc thats part of the deal right? But a big part of me doesn’t want to compromise. Its honestly like giving a phone to a child, telling them to dismantle it and then put it back together again. I know how the mechanics work, how things should be, but Why? I just dont Feel like it’s something I Want. And then I’m scared shitless that bc i cant meet someones needs, they’re going to belittle/discredit or leave the relationship. Of course these are p reasonable worries but damn is it scary to have such a big heart and such a tiny chance. I guess i just wanted to rant and put some stuff out there, bc it affects me way more than I probably realize, especially in lieu with my mental health.

Here’s some advice I guess out of all of this; use labels to include, not exclude. If you think you might be ace, come right down into the community bc its p freaking rad. If you change your mind then no loss, if you hit the mark (like moi) then HOLY BALLS THE COLOR SCHEME IS DOPE.

thanks for listening, im always looking for new ace/aro friends so stop by, say hey, lets grab a cup of metaphorical coffee and not talk about sex

Whiskey Confessions

Prompt: “Every day should end like this, bloody and drenched in whiskey” requested by: @td122609

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 953

Beta: my amazing friend @impala-dreamer dreamer

Warnings: Non

A/N: 100 follower celebration!!!


Originally posted by strengthcas

You ordered a drink from the small, run down bar and went over to the pool table to hustle some guys out of their money. Dean was watching you very closely, as he always did. His excuse was that he wanted to make sure you were ok. He knew you could take down any guy, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be right beside you, doing the same thing.

You found some buzzed bikers who wouldn’t mind taking money from a ‘drunk’ girl. During the first round of pool you made sure to lean over the pool table accentuating every curve of your body. Every time you missed a shot you plastered a pout on your face and huffed. You opponent would say something along the lines of, “Don’t worry, you just gotta lean over the table further.”

Any time you made a shot you would jump up and scream, “Yes!” to which Dean would let out a soft chuckle knowing you can sink any ball from any angle.

The next round of pool you racked the balls up and took the first shot, sinking 3 striped balls. Looking up at your opponent, you smirked and said, “Your turn big boy.”

The man narrowed his eyes at you, “You hustled me! Why you little bitch.” Before you knew it the large man was towering over you, threatening your life.

Dean immediately shot up and stepped in front of you. “Woah buddy. Don’t be calling her a bitch. It’s not your fault you can’t see an obvious hustle when it’s right in front of you.”

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anonymous asked:

The allies reaction to being flirted with was so adorable! Do you suppose you could do one for the rest of the 2ps please? If not then that's okay :)

((Bby, if you ever want to request something from this blog, imagine “Never Had A Friend Like Me” playing in the background, because i will fulfill your wishes like a damn genie~! :D You want it? *POOF* You got it!))

Scenario: *2P’s reactions to you flirting with them* (Axis)

2P!Prussia: *Is very confused while you are doing this, thinking that you’re just being very friendly.* “O-oh…you seem extra talkative today…n-not that i mind!” he dismisses. Honestly, it took you legitimately an hour of very subtle flirting before you decided to bring out the heavy artillery; physical contact. “U-umm…you’re very t-touchy today…also…” He murmurs softly. Then, he realized it like he would fall asleep, slowly…and then all at once ((Dammit, i’m horrible XD)) “A-are you…flirting with me? Oh…s-sorry! I’m s-so oblivious!” He apologizes, worried that he hurt your feelings.
This guy has never been flirted with before, or if he has, the other has given up before he really realized it, so having you put up a timely effort to get a response baffles and flatters him to the point of stutters and squeaks XD So cute~! He’s worth it.

2P!Romano: *Knows your doing it, but acts oblivious; he’s trying to play hard to get…he’s been doing it all day* “You know, you’re acting quite different today, but for some reason i can’t put my finger on it~! Hmm…” He ponders aloud to you, and you can tell he gains a sick twisted pleasure form seeing you get so damn irritated over his lack of response. Regardless of whether or not you know he’s aware of what you are doing, he doesn’t have to make things so damn difficult for you! “Just kidding, darling! You look like you’re about to explode over there~” Flavio dismisses innocently, tossing his scarf over his shoulder with an annoying grin.
I guess he’s similar to his brother, in that sense, he’s very sadistic when it comes to certain areas in life (just less so than Luciano…)

2P!Spain: *He’s….half-aware? He knows you are doing it, but he thought your intention was just to annoy him or get his attention. He didn’t know it was legitimate flirting* “Tch. Chica, if you want something just say it.” He says, thinking he had gotten to the bottom of your scheme. Although, when you leaned over to give him a kiss, he got wide-eyed and flushed. “F-fuck! Y-you were serious!? Idiota! You should’ve fucking said something instead of being so damn vague!” He exclaimed, and you just waved your hand innocently. For being the self-proclaimed “Country of Passion” he was pretty damn confused by what just happened.
You got your end of the deal, didn’t you? Who cares if he didn’t think you were serious; you got a free kiss out of it~ ;D

2P!Germany: *This dork is totally digging it! XD He enjoys the lavish attention you are giving him while this is all happening, so he reciprocates all of your attempts; except making all of them a little more sexual than you originally set them out to be.* “Lieb, are you trying to get me into bed? Cause’ if you are, then you should know that it’s definitely working~.” he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Really, could this guy get his mind out of the gutter for a minute or two? Like, yOU ARE TRYING TO BE ROMANTIC! 

2P!Japan: *Unless you are using anime-related pickup lines or tactics or something, he doesn’t follow. Like, he knows your trying to convey something, but what you’re conveying is drawing a blank to him.* “C’mon, Kuro, work with me here!” you exclaim, not exactly taking well to the poker face he’s had the entire time you’ve been conducting your “experiment”. Really, what was he doing? Nothing? Was he supposed to be doing something? Was this a joke or conspiracy that he wasn’t getting? wHAT ARE YOU SAYING, WOMAN!?  “Er….forgive me if i’m wrong, but what exactly are you trying to accomplish?” he asks, his tone almost resembling a kid asking his teacher a question.
Whether or not you give up on life after that is up to you….

2P!Italy: *Oh, he could tell you were going to flirt with him before you even opened your mouth. Just the way you walked up to him, the gleam you had in your eyes, the little things about you that Luciano’s so familiar with about you made your intentions a dead giveaway. Although, he knew that you were counting on him reciprocating, so he instead feigned ignorance.* “Oh, princessa, were you flirting with me? My bad, it took me a while to get it.” he said, faking a genuinely surprised voice. He knew by your expression that you were about a second away from blowing your top. I mean, was he faking not getting it? He’s Luciano after all. Or, was he faking his obviously fake ignorance? because, of course, he’s Luciano. He knows that he can make things like this o easy, but he enjoys making it a struggle. After all, if it resulted in him seeing your adorably agitated face, it was all worth it.

Allies’ reactions on a separate post: here

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Again, more heart ache. (sorry for the late post I was at work orz)

We start off with the most adorable flash back with my OTP3 right? What struck me as off was the way Yoi was acting with Ruruka. Although it doesn’t seem strange currently, back when they were kids I wonder what made him act the way he did. 

But back to the previous episode in the Despair Arc, when everyone was calling Ruruka a “bitch” (lack of better word, I don’t think anyone really called her this but im tired and yeah) or “fake friend”, we see here in the flash back that their relationship did start off pure and kind, like I predicted. Plus, it was Seiko saying she would offer Ruruka anything as long as she couldn’t eat her sweets, so when Ruruka mentions that Seiko “still can’t eat her sweets”, I think she was hoping that one day she would refuse her, and try what she made, because she wanted Seiko to enjoy them as much as Yoi does. 

Ruruka just wanted Seiko to appreciate what she could do, because in her eyes Seiko could do so much more. Not saying she went about it in the right form of fashion, but she never outright hated Seiko or the latter. If anything, she just wanted her to recognize how good she was at baking.

BUT what I really want to focus on is the conversation with Tengan and Kyosuke––or more importantly the flashback.

Here we see wounded Tengan, presumably down for the count (or at least bed ridden) but the flashback makes it seem that he was up and ready to face the FF moments, maybe hours later. This is why I don’t believe in his death.

But before that, I wanna touch base on something. Tengan admitted that he wasn’t a remnant of despair, but he didn’t answer any questions regarding killing Yukizome and GG. He didn’t answer to being a traitor. Being a traitor and a remnant of despair are two different things. Look at Sakura, our best example, she was a traitor but not part of the despairs. Something to think about. 

Oh also did I mention that Tengan can’t lie when asked a question? Yeah, thats his rule violation thingy.

If anything, I wonder what Tengan told Kyosuke when he said he knew who the traitor was. My only possible guesses could be:

  1. He admitted that he killed Yukizome and GG
  2. Could say that he witnesses Kyosuke do it bc he was “possessed” when he woke up to kill someone.
  3. Could reveal the truth about Miaya/Monaca.
  4. Yukizome being the traitor.

But again, we don’t know. I am leaning towards maybe the first or second one, maybe even the fourth one, something along the lines of Yukizome, bc Kyosuke states saying, “You think that is going to make me waver” meaning maybe revealing Yukizome’s murderer/she’s the traitor would cause him to spare Tengans life? Again, who knows…

But what I want to state is that Tengan in the FF could possibly be a fake. We see with Miaya that the real one could be captive, could be dead. But she is replaced with a robot. Having a body double, maybe the ultimate impersonator, impersonate Tengan and manipulate the game on the inside wouldn’t be a long shot.  I know it’s funny to think of Twogami being Tengan, but he is the Ultimate Impersonator, so he could do it. We also see that Twogami has incredible physical strengths as well. Just thoughts though….

also want to note that Kyosuke had a “cure all drug” from Seiko because Seiko gave it to him bc she truly loved and cared for him. I bet everyone in the FF that she cared about has one, or at least Kyosuke, bc she valued him the most. Case closed on that one. Kyosuke didn’t murder Seiko or Yoi. dont make me panic about my bby yoi now plz

But finally, we have what I thought of as truly tragic, Seiko dies.

Her final moments (or maybe not bc in this anime anyone can still be alive) are truly sad. Her final thoughts are of Ruruka, her closest friend. I can only imagine how Ruruka will react. 

Now I wanted to pull together some pieces from each murder.

Yukizome was hung atop a chandelier, GG was hung by wires, Seiko stabbed and hung onto a wall & even Tengan was impaled onto a wall in his final hours. The only thing I am certain is that the killer is leaving a pattern, a calling card if you will. 

I saw some other blogs point this one out too, so I KNOW I ain’t the only person thinking of this. But, I have more to elaborte about it than anyone else has so far or at least let me ramble hehe

Another thing I noticed was from D2:GD gameplay and the parallels with this and the earlier episodes. When Mikan “got infected” with the despair disease, she killed Ibuki and Hiyoko. How? If you don’t remember, Ibuki was hanged and Hiyoko was tied to a pillar, elevated. When Nagito killed himself, he tied himself up, using ropes. Now the second killing game was broadcasted live, and I bet the FF watched (knowing of Makoto’s actions) and I bet the traitor watched and maybe is trying to emulate these actions in some manner, following patters? We know that danganronpa is a series that loves to follow patterns, foreshadow and the like. It could be a long shot, but whoever shows the most knowledge about the despairs and maybe had the best connection with them could be part of the despairs. 

Also, wouldn’t it be a kicker if Yukizome was the traitor.

(gifs taken from @uriekuki post)

  1. We can tell that in front of someone is Junko Enoshima. But who is behind her? I am assuming Yukizome, as in the next gif it shows Yukizome in the front, this time overcoming Junko Enoshima, her hair cascading over Junko and putting her in her shadow. Maybe Yukizome was following Junko, being her pawn and killing for her, forcing Nagito to graduate with the other students of the 78th class and bringing them into despair. She was working with her all along, and thus, when Junko died, Monaca and Yukizome took over. Yukizome entered the FF and helped Monaca get in by kidnapping/killing Miaya.
  2. Although it could also be argued that the girl isn’t Junko, it is in fact Mukuro because of the head pieces, mirroring “Junko” that wasn’t really Junko, and thus the girl behind her is the real Mukuro, holding the knives and wearing the gloves, plus the what could be short hair. Again, we don’t know. Because that could be the real Junko, and what she looked like during her time at HPA, which, is the builing she could be holding. 

(photo set via @shsl-shipper-gamer-fangirl post)

  1. O K  N A G I T O  K O M A E D A  (all im gonna say)
  2. Like ok no but listen and hear me out on this long ass theory. 
    So Nagito was already pretty fucked up before entering HPA, or just about. What if Nagito read the despair book. Remember, the book mentioned in D2:GD & Danganronpa: Togami? The book that if anyone reads it they fall into despair? Well what if Nagito read it and stopped maybe half way, or at some point? During his time at HPA Yukizome tired to understand him, and he offered her the book to read and understand his ideals. She followed suit, read about half way or so then stopped. This would explain her being able to “blend” into the FF, her comments here, and her affiliation with Junko. Because if she fell into step with Nagito, then meeting Junko and falling into despair seems likely to me. 

It wouldn’t be weird for her to die first then. Junko pulled the same stunt, and then played puppet master. If she was working with Monaca, then she could go around at night and kill FF members, whereas Miaya/Monaca could interact and influence them within the game. Also, it would assure her “survival” within the final killing game and offer her the best chances and opportunities. After all, Yukizome spent the most time with the despairs, understood them the most, it wouldn’t be unreasonable to see her fall into despair, to reveal their hideout to the despairs. She cared for them, still does, and I don’t think she would follow Kyosuke in killing them all. She would pull the Ultimate Junko and that would be glorious. 

Also, when Tengan told Kyosuke something that was muted out, it could have been that Yukizome was the killer. That would also explain Kyosuke’s reaction to what he heard + Tengan being a fake and therefore knowing who was the “traitor”, because he isn’t the real Tengan. Then, Kyosuke saying “you think that will make me spare you” makes even more sense, bc he is addressing the fact that he is a fake, but still going to kill him and about Yukizome, which he believes her to be his own Ultimate Hope. Again, just theories, but if my main boy Tengan ain’t the killer, I guess my heart is gonna go after the next SHSL sweetheart imo. (* ˚᷄ 艸 ˚᷅ *)


This is a screenshot of the panel where the FF are having like a meeting or whatever, but these seem to be the leaders of the FF right?

From left to right: Daisuke, GG, Tengan, Kyosuke, Yukizome.

The hope of the FF. But who has died? All 4 expect Kyosuke.

+ where is Juzo? On another mission? Regardless, this doesn’t seem by chance to me…

anonymous asked:

Ok so I may or may not have been scrolling deep through ur blog and I saw one of the anonymous thingies about Sans sleeping so much to restore his HP and it not working bc he only has 1 HP I was rewatching a lets play of Undertale earlier and in the Snowd Inn/whatever it's called the little bun says sleeping restores HP over your maximum amount... Sans sleeps all day =never ending supply of extra HP Just thought I'd put that out there (Also with the whole HP/HOPE thing I literally screamed)

i wasnt  really sure about that whole headcanon but now that i think about it…. if what you say is true that sans has more hp than 1 and you just cant see the rest of it, then when your battling sans his hp is full + that extra hp, right? well im thinking that if you ended up landing a blow on him right in the beginning of the battle his hp, that you can see, would stay the same, wouldnt it? but of course the “invisible hp” would deteriorate, naturally. 

but since you end up killing him in the end where dose all that extra hp go???? 

what if maybe through out the entire time youre fighting him, when he uses the gaster blasters (which he uses a fucking lot) it takes away that invisible hp little by little (and there must be a lot of it since he sleeps so much)? cuz im sure as hell the bone attacks dont do damage to him. but the gaster blasters seem like such a foreign attack for a skeleton to use (being the bone attacks to be a more natural attack cuz, y’know, hes a skeleton; just like how papyrus only uses bone attacks). maybe it tracks back to gaster’s experiments on sans??? or how sans even got the gaster blasters????? idk something to consider i guess

so all of that invisible hp is gone by the end of the battle and all he has left is that 1 hp that he hasnt lost yet. just enough for you to land your final blow on him killing him. maybe thats why hes so tired near the end?

but what if that wasnt the case either?? like ive seen a post talking about the same thing and they said something about when you kill sans he doesnt count as a kill. so what happens to him when he dies?? is he really dead?? nah he’s dead. but … maybe that hp has something to do with it…

Officer Winchester - Sam Winchester One Shot


I had a couple of very similar requests for this:

“Hi scarlett! I totally ADORE you and your blog! Is there any way you could do a sam fic Where maybe he dresses up as a sexy cop for you and it ends in smut with handcuffs galore?(; sorry if thats weird or anything. Thank you so so SO much!!!!<3”

 “Hi!! Is there anyway you could to a readerXsam where he dresses up as a cop for you? And then smut with maybe spanking,handcuffs,all that good stuff?? Thank you!!”

Word Count: 2,300

Reader Gender: Female

Warnings: Spanking, handcuffs, teasing and general smut :)

Author’s note: Some of you may have noticed I’ve had to take quite a long break from writing during my term time but I am currently on my break which means I want to do as much writing as I can! Yay! I still have a queue of requests to work on so I am not taking requests again yet but keep an eye out for more stories from me coming up and thanks for all your patience! :) (P.S. Sorry if I am a little out of practice!)

Officer Winchester

It had felt like an impossibly long two weeks with Sam half way across the country and completely out of reach on a case. There had been a wendigo devastating a forest in north Michigan and Sam had gone to check it out as a little break from the constant research about angels and demons that you had been tackling for the last month or so. As you closed up the hundredth book you had read on the topic you rubbed your temples and wondered why on earth you had agreed to stay behind and continue combing through the men of letters library rather than heading off to hunt with them. Truthfully you knew the research was the most important thing at the moment but Sam had been getting so stir crazy that you couldn’t blame him for looking for an excuse to hit the open road with his brother after being cooped up in the bunker so long. You were missing him like crazy as you headed to the kitchen for a coffee break, wishing more than anything that it was Sam’s arms around you keeping you warm rather than the snuggly jumper you had stolen from his wardrobe. You and Sam had been an item so long it felt unnatural to be away from him for any period of time and you hadn’t even been able to call or text him because there was no phone signal where they were hunting. You missed hearing his deep voice more than anything and it was killing you not to let him know every time you thought of him.

You sipped the warm coffee as you made your way back to the library and glancing at your phone you noticed that you had a missed call from Dean, which was weird since you hadn’t been able to get in touch with him either for a couple of weeks. You quickly snapped the phone open and called him back, crossing your fingers and really hoping it was to let you know they were on the way back and you’d be back in Sammy’s arms in no time.

“Hey Dean, how’s it going?” You asked, trying to sound nonchalant and not like you already had sky high hopes of seeing your perfect boyfriend very soon.

“Umm…listen things went south in the forest, the cops showed up and took Sam in over the death of this park ranger who had already been dead a week before we arrived! I got away but I’m on my way to see Sheriff Mills a few states over to see if I can straighten this thing out but I thought I’d warn you that you’re gonna be in the bunker on your own for a while. Listen I gotta go, but please keep safe and don’t you dare go looking for him because we both know there’s warrant for your arrest out there too!” Dean hung up before you could reply and you rolled your eyes remembering all the times you had been taken in by cops while trying to work cases.

By the time night rolled around you had resigned yourself to another lonely night in the bunker as you slipped into one of Sam’s baggy plaid shirts. As you did up a few of the buttons, a loud creaking echoed through the bunker sounding like someone sliding through the front door. You could feel the adrenaline rushing through you as you pulled a knife from your top drawer and began sneaking through the corridors making your way towards the entrance ready to pounce on the unlucky intruder. As you turned a corner you saw a tall, familiar figure dressed in dark blue sneaking through the corridor towards you.

“Sam!” You beamed and dropped the knife, full of surprise and happiness as you sprinted towards him, leaping into his arms and clutching him tightly.

“It’s so good to you see you beautiful.” Sam breathed, pulling you tightly against his chest and tangling his fingers through your hair. You felt something hard against Sam’s chest and looking down you noticed a police officer’s badge pinned to his shirt. As he set you down on your feet again he noticed you looking over him in what you now noticed was a full cop’s uniform.

“Let me explain (Y/n).  I couldn’t wait for Dean to get me out of jail and I saw an opportunity to sneak out so I had to, you know, play dress up. I mostly did it for you…” His voice turned an octave deeper as his eyes trailed over your body barely covered by his shirt. “I couldn’t stand the thought of spending one more night away from you.” His fingertips brushed up your arm, grazing over your neck softly as he leaned his lips closer to yours. “I just had to touch you again.”

With a devilish grin on his face, his eyes flashed with passion as he gripped the back of your neck, crashing his lips against yours. You stumbled backwards until your back hit the wall of the corridor and Sam pressed his hips firmly into yours grinding against you with tangible urgency. You tangled your fingers in his wild locks unable to get enough of your wonderful boyfriend’s passionate kiss after a painful two weeks apart. You could feel his heartbeat quickening in his heaving chest as he slipped his hands under your bum and lifted you so your legs wrapped around his waist.

“God I missed you (Y/n).” Sam growled as he gripped your ass firmly, needing to desperately feel more of your soft skin again him. You broke the kiss for air and let your eyes inspect Sam in his cop’s uniform, feeling your own pulse racing as the sight of his amazing biceps bulging under the dark blue shirt.

“I missed you too officer Winchester.” You flirted, licking your lips and running your finger slowly down his chest.

“Mm, I like the sound of that.” Sam smiled before his lips found yours again and he slowly started walking backwards to your bedroom desperate to get you out of his shirt and into your bed. As he bounded into the room he set you to your feet and looked you over his desire for you grew with every heavy breath.

“Excuse me miss, but I think this shirt might be stolen.” He quizzed, strutting like a real cop as he looked over you accusingly. You quickly slid the shirt off your shoulders letting it cascade to the floor around your ankles revealing your gorgeous body and taking Sam’s breath away in an instant.

“What shirt?” You replied cheekily brushing your fingertips over your exposed skin and watching as Sam’s tongue wet his lips hungrily.

“You are quite the naughty girl. I’m going to have to punish you for that.” He replied grabbing your hips, turning you around and pulling you against him so his hands could run up over your stomach and massage your breasts tenderly. His nose nuzzled into the back of your neck as you let out a soft moan at the feel of his warm rugged hands moving over your chest feeling a fire building in the pool of your belly. As your eyes flickered shut in bliss one of Sam’s hands trailed from your chest down to your back then he sharply bent you over the bed, taking a step back so he could fully admire you. He gently spread your legs, trailing his fingers up your inner thigh so slowly that you groaned in anticipation.

“Please Sam. I need you.” You heard a deep chuckle from Sam as his touch crept up towards the wetness spreading in your centre. Just before his fingers found your folds he whipped his hand away and you felt a red hot pain across your ass.

“That’s Officer Winchester to you. And you need some punishment before you get rewarded you naughty girl."  Sam said firmly as he left another red mark across your tender cheeks. You shuddered at his dominant streak and put own your most apologetic voice,

"I’m so sorry Officer, can I please make it up to you?” You twirled around settling on your knees in front of him and looking up at him innocently as you hooked your fingers into his waistband and began playing with the button on his trousers.

“I suppose I’ll allow it.” Sam breathed and his eyes flickered shut as you unhooked the button of his pants and pulled them down to his ankles along with his boxers letting his excited manhood spring free. Softly blowing against his glistening tip you wrapped your hand around his stiff length, pumping over him and earning deep groans from the hunter as his thighs tensed up at your touch. Slowly slipping your tongue over his length you tenderly cupped between his legs sending waves of pleasure through him as you upped your pace taking Sam’s full member into your mouth and swirling your tongue around him.

“Oh God (Y/n), I really have missed you.” He groaned, forcefully gripping your head and quickening your speed, as you sucked on his throbbing length feeling your own excitement growing as his noises grew increasingly desperate until he pulled you to your feet, crashing his lips against yours as he ripped off his shirt and practically threw you backwards onto the bed. Stopping only to grab something from his trousers he bounded over to the bed and clambered on top of you, his bare, burning skin feeling so perfect against yours as he ran his hands up your arms holding them above your head momentarily before you heard a metal clink. Sam grinned smugly and leapt off the bed but as you leant up to go with him you felt the strain on your wrists and looking up you noticed the handcuffs attaching you to the headboard of the bed.

“You really went all out with your uniform. Am I under arrest for something?” You asked seductively, hoping to tempt Sam into giving you exactly what you wanted as the ache between your legs only became more unbearable.

“I just have a few questions for you… and I will make you talk.” He added confidently, smirking as he positioned his face between your legs, roughly gripping your inner thighs to spread your legs as wide as you could, so that you could feel his warm breath on your wet slit.

“What’s my name?” Sam quizzed slowly running his tongue up your folds and onto your clit where he drew soft circles teasingly.

“Hmmm…Sam.” You moaned softly feeling warmth building inside of you at his expert touch but he quickly pulled his tongue away causing you to whimper out of need.

“That’s not right is it? What’s my name?” He growled getting impatient but enjoying seeing you squirming in desperation just enough to hold himself back.

“I’m sorry, officer Winchester.” You pleaded trying to buck your hips against the sheets in seek of any friction or relief for your pulsing centre. Sam grunted in approval before returning his tongue to your clit and letting his fingers trace over your folds dipping into them just enough to wet his fingers in your juices before withdrawing them again making you moan.

“And who do you want?” He teased again, knowing all too well that there was no man in the world that could make you feel anywhere near as incredible as Sam did.

“I want you Officer Winchester! I want you so bad…” You begged fighting the handcuffs in your desperation to feel Sam inside of you. Obliging Sam slipped two fingers inside of you, hitting your g-spot with each pump of his hand, his tongue still working furiously on your clit sending surges of pleasure through you and drawing you painfully close to orgasm. As you approached the edge he gave you one final question.

“And what do you want me to do?” He grinned menacingly as he stopped his thrusting hand just off of your sweet spot, leaving you just on the edge of bliss.

“Fuck me, please.” You practically screamed as he finally gave you release with his fingers sending you waves of pleasure ripping through you as you came on his hand. The moment you started to come down from your high his hand was pulled away and replaced with his hard length giving you no time to adjust or catch your breath as he began desperately thrusting into you, his own lust becoming uncontrollable. He gripped your hips so tightly you knew there would be bruises there in the morning but nothing could have been further from your mind as you felt your second orgasm building rapidly. Your fingers roamed his strong, muscular body and his deep brown eyes burrowed into yours burning with passion and need for the love of his life. His breathing became even more ragged and his eyes clenched shut as he spilt his seed inside of you, moaning your name loudly as you own waves of bliss filled you, sending crashing over the edge for the second, even more intense time.

Sam rolled off of you, releasing the handcuffs and slipping one arm under your neck while draping the other over you so he could pull you tightly against his chest, planting a soft, loving kiss on your lips. His smile melted into one of pure adoration and as he snuggled you affectionately he murmured,

“I really did miss you beautiful. I love you so much.” Sweeping his messy hair out of his face, you replied,

“I love you too Sammy. Just do me a favour and keep the uniform? I wouldn’t mind Officer Winchester paying me a visit again sometime.” Sam chuckled and kissed you again, nodding in agreement and nuzzling his face into the top of your head as you both let exhaustion take over.

anonymous asked:

can you go in depth so to speak on pete writing a lot of the songs on vices and virtues over him and mikey?? this seems so interesting!!!

heyyy so this ended up getting massively long and i didnt go into as much detail with the analyses as i wanted to because i wanted to spare y’all my crying over pete, as a lot of it wasnt directly related to sld but rather just to pete in general but if you ever want to talk to me about this, this is literally my favourite subject ever so please. by all means. indulge me.

edit: this is really weak and not as long as i had thought, I’m totally gonna add more to my analyses tomorrow when I’m not exhausted

alright here we go 

(jsyk, this is all fan conjecture and is totally not meant to infringe on the rights or feelings of the parties involved, keep this behind the 4th wall, be cool, etc.)

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forceawakend  asked:

"Regina doesn't do that." Huh. Well, that's funny considering she let Henry go with David because it was something he wanted to do. Emma lost all right to call Henry /solely/ her son when she gave him up for adoption. Regina did so much for Henry, including letting him go so he wouldn't be impacted by the curse. The /only/ reason why she didn't go to Henry during her depression was that she didn't want to drag Henry into her emotional turmoil. (1/2)

(2/2) A good mother, which Emma is trying to be, puts the needs and safety of her child first. Regina may not have been the most shining example of a mother in season 1, but she has more than made improvements throughout the course of the show. Oh, btw, congrats for having an anti-adoption family blog.

First of all, this isn’t an anti adoption blog. This is an anti Regina/Henry blog. Just because I and my followers don’t support this relationship doesn’t mean we don’t support adoption. You need to seriously separate this idea that Regina and Henry are the sole representation of adoption on this show and that anyone against them is anti adoption. That’s a single minded way of thinking and it’s honestly going to lead you to a lot of wrong conclusions about a lot of people. Personally, I’m anti child abuse. That’s what this blog is about.

And you’re right. Regina did let Henry go with David in 2x02. Once. She also threatened to kill people unless he went with her, tried to kidnap him later, tried to curse him into loving only her, took away his memories of her telling him she’s going to murder everyone he’s ever known, etc. But yeah. Not abusive in Season 2. You’re right. I had no idea that psychologically terrorizing your child doesn’t count as abuse. One good deed erases all the problems of before. Sure.

Can I just say that at the end of Season 1, Regina nearly got Henry killed. Just because the turnover wasn’t meant for him doesn’t mean she isn’t responsible for him ending up in a coma and nearly dying. It’s the equivalent of having a loaded gun in the house and your kid shooting himself. You are still responsible as the parent.

And Regina letting him go to escape Pan’s curse? She literally had no other choice. If she let everyone get caught in the curse, she would suffer as well as Henry and she most certainly wouldn’t get to be his mother. In fact it’s arguable that they all might have just died in that curse. But regardless, it was described as a living hell and what person in their right mind would be okay living in that? Another choice was to leave Henry alone in the LWM without memories. He’d probably wander the woods alone for a few days and then die. Another was to leave Emma with Henry both without memories of the last 11 years, which would only leave Henry in pain and probably severe psychological distress and Emma in less than any state of mind to take care of a child. She could have given them the same memories of Storybrooke to make sure they remembered her, but then that would only hurt Henry and we were told that wasn’t an option anyways.

So the only option left is to leave Henry with Emma and give them good memories so that Henry isn’t suffering. It’s the least she could do for him. And frankly, she doesn’t get brownie points for letting him go with Emma when it’s literally the last and only option left to her. If she could have escaped that curse herself with Henry, you can bet she would.

Emma on the other hand gave up Henry so he could have a good life, which she knew she couldn’t provide for him being 18 and in jail. She didn’t really have any other choice that was best for him. So she did what she thought he needed the most, even if it hurt her. Even if keeping him meant she would be loved and no longer alone.

Regina adopted Henry so she could be loved by someone. And she very clearly said herself that he deserves better than her, then proceeded to keep him anyway and isolate him from other people so he was solely dependent on her. That’s abuse. Just so you know. Even in that episode we see signs of the impending abuse that she’s going to inflict on him, especially considering her entire motivation was selfish and meant to make her happy, regardless of whether or not it was best for the child she wanted to adopt. (Also that adoption was so incredibly illegal. Regina doesn’t have any right to Henry either, legally speaking. So that’s a moot point. But nice try.)

But please, tell me what else she’s done for him exactly? Because every good deed Regina has done has been because there was no other choice. Saving Emma and Snow? Henry would have hated her and never wanted to be near her again if she didn’t do it. Saving the town from the self destruct crystal? She started the thing in the first place and she was going to die either way now that someone else was controlling it. (It’s easy to do the right thing where there isn’t any other choice that benefits you.)

Regina is a selfish parent. She just is. And that makes her a really really bad parent.

Oh, and her not wanting to see Henry? Not because of depression. We were very clearly shown in the episode previous that she was planning on rewriting the book and it’s only logical to assume that that is the reason she is isolating herself from everyone, including Henry. Regina isn’t in emotional turmoil if she can think clearly enough to not have Sidney murder Marian because it would lead back to her. Just saying. That argument is also invalid and kind of ridiculous.

PS. Parents don’t get to shun their children just because they are depressed. Regina did the shittiest thing to Henry by sending him a note of all things. That’s acting like a 5 year old throwing a tantrum. Henry acted like the adult and gave her support. He was the one acting like a parent by shoving aside his own feelings and prioritizing hers. And if you don’t think that’s messed up, then I don’t know what to tell you. He’s 12 for god’s sake.

Decision on Best Couple category regarding Hannibal

I am posting this here, instead of in my blog for the awards, because I know SOME of you are quite bitter with me & want to boycott my site. So I decided to post here, where you can see it without going to my site & giving me views since a couple of you think that’s all I want.

This week I was met with a very committed fanbase (again) who wanted to see a nominee from their show in a category I felt they did not belong in (again). This is hardly new at this point. Seems every year now the BOTVA’s have a fanbase who want to mould the interpretation of things to fit their preference.

Last year, as many of you who have been following them year after year, the Lost Girl fans got punished hard for their defiance in the face of facts. This year, Hannibal fans are attempting to make a statement.

After hours of arguing/debating it last night & giving the entire fanbase on twitter a chance to show me proof, none of them could. They stated that its implied, that the showrunner Bryan Fuller has even stated they are together etc etc etc. But the fact still at the end of the day was, they could not show me anything that fit the parameters of the category which are (characters must be either married, dating or shared intimate romantic exchange any time in 2015.) .

This ended with me asking the fanbase to suggest two episodes for me to check out & see what it is they think is there that I am missing from reading very dectailed synopsises of all the episodes in 2015. I got a DM suggesting two episodes, episode 307 “Digestivo” and episode 313 “The Wrath of The Lamb”. I asked twitter if this is the two episodes they want representing their show, and was met with replies consisting of indifference to “you should watch them all” (which wasnt the offer).

Tonight I watched the two episodes suggested. The first episode I saw nothing. Absolutely 100% no reason to think theres anything romantic there in any way. Not even an implied sub-contect form. To be honest, I dont know why the episode was suggested.
After that, I watched the finale. Again for the majority of the episode it was similar. No direct or indirect suggestion of them being a couple or romantically involved in any way. In fact at 1 point Will seemed more disgusted with Hannibal than fond of him. At the end of the episode there is a scene where the pair kill a man together, and afterwards Hannibal speaks to Will and tells him thats all he ever wanted for Will. Then Will drags them off a cliff. THIS was what was heavily pushed at me the night before as the proof. I re-watched this scene 3 times, to see if I missed something subtle the first time and the second time. After 3 viewings, I do not see what they feel is there. There was nothing there that I couldnt see, considering the circumstances of them being there, 2 good friends could have said, I’d even say two nemeses that have fought hard against each other and have a mutual respect for each other. There was nothing obviously romantic. I can see how fans could see it and want/feel/think it, but it is not definitive. I showed two of my housemates after I finished it the scene and didnt give them any of the contect on why… just asked them to tell me what they feel the relationship of the two characters was. One outright said he didnt know and couldnt come up with a reasonable answer. The other thought they were enemies that had joined forces to fight a bigger evil. Its a pretty reasonable assumption.

So, despite the mountain of hate mail I will get from the considerable amount of unreasonable fans that have crawled out of the woodwork to attack my decision. I am NOT going to allow Hannibal & Will in the category of Best Couple. They simply do not meet the guidelines, and I feel, dont really even come close.

To those Hannibal fans that were reasonable and calm with your debate. Sorry that I disagree with you on it. I’d rather have made you happy, because at the end of the day thats going to equal more time on my site. But in this instance, I cant do it. To those Hannibal fans who called me homophobic, a variety of trash talk names, and told me I was simply wrong. I’m not so sorry. Attacking me is fine. I get that from a lot of people.But stick to points you can prove or, that cant be disproved with a simple tweet including 1screencapped picture.

As for the penalties. There will be some. I am going to however decide at what time I am going to count them from. I will disregard the ones prior to when I sent out the warning on twitter. After that however…. I’m going to think about it more. Word of advice for those who were writing it in…. its not JUST the Best Couple category write ins thats hurting you…. writing them in for Best Non-Human character or Prop, or Best Talk Show Host are added to the totals at the end as well. Last year Lost Girl fans racked up just about 2000 penalty votes, about 40-50% of those were in categories they had absolutely no right being in, such as putting female actresses in male categories, or Show categories, or non-human character/prop categories etc, or even writing them in on categories THEY ARE ALREASY NOMINATED IN. So, before you write in that next write in vote for “Best Youth Actor” next round as Mads Mikkelsen or Hugh Dancy, remember, all you are doing is penalizing YOUR FELLOW FANS down the road.

To those who feel compelled to “boycott” me because of this decision. You have the right to do whatever you want. Wont get me begging you to stick around. To those of you from the fanbase still wanting to see your show win something this year… I count 8 candidates you guys currently have (plus any VALID ones written in that were missed) that you should work on getting behind for Rounds 2 & 3. Your road will be a bit tougher than you probably wanted it to be. But I dont think its impossible. Lost Girl last year still finished 2nd in 7 categories, and 4th in 2. Their penalties by finals time were only a couple votes per challenger. It wasnt the penalties that stopped them from winning ANY of the categories, it was the boycotters poisoning their casual fans into not voting..You should learn a lesson from their mistakes.

Sorry to those of you who spent your time & effort working to try & convince me. Seems everyone lost some time in this venture. Good luck with getting your show back on. Maybe sometime down the line this debate wont be disputed next time.

anonymous asked:

Why would you like olicity together when oliver does shitty things? And then you call Ray problematic?

Ignoring your barely veiled attempt at calling me a hypocrite, let’s examine the facts. Your try to compare both characters is feeble at best, and here’s why:

Asshole* moves Oliver pulled on Felicity [three seasons]:

  1. made her his EA without asking first;
  2. told her he loved her as part of a ploy and didn’t tell her whether or not he meant it until roughly nine months later;
  3. broke up with her and then kept telling her how much he loved her but then reminded her he couldn’t be with her (which made it nearly impossible for her to move on);
  4. told Felicity her head wasn’t “in the game” because he was jealous and started behaving like 5-year-old kid whose toy had been stolen.

* the asshole factor can be debatable for some items

Asshole moves Ray pulled on Felicity [eight episodes]:

  1. used her to get Queen Consolidated away from her and Oliver without her knowing;
  2. completely disregarded her refusal of his job offer (notably bought the store she worked at because then lol she’s his employee anyways but that’s not creepy at all now is it?);
  3. pinged her phone;
  4. again;
  5. and again;
  6. and again;
  7. honestly I lost count at this point;
  8. showed up on Felicity’s doorstep in the morning on her day off totally unexpected and uninvited to discuss a matter that could have been settled over email (but it’s not like he owns a tech company or anything) which is honestly a totally gross invasion of privacy but you know;
  9. insulted Donna within seconds of meeting her;
  10. emotionally manipulated throughout all of 307 - which also happens to feature Ray’s philosophy of No Means Yes and Manipulate Until She Agrees Because You Know She Wants To;
  11. used his sad poor white boy story (that features his fiancée being fridged, props to Arrow writers!) to justify his crappy behaviour towards Felicity;
  12. after having grossly pushed to get her to accept the job, now he’s pushed her to agree to help him on his Atom project;
  13. add some more emotional manipulation, sprinkle with a healthy dose of stalking (pun intended) and you’ve got Ray in a nutshell;

Here are a couple more posts detailing what I said above, and adding to that never ending list.

As you can see, comparatively with the crap Ray has pulled in eight freaking episodes with Felicity, Oliver’s dick moves are nothing - in terms of frequency and enormity.

You seem to think I believe Oliver an angel that has no fault - but that couldn’t be more untrue. Oliver is flawed, he says or does things sometimes that got me side eyeing him. But he’s a freaking human being, okay, and human beings make mistakes. And considering the heavy baggage Oliver’s dragging because of the hell he’s been through, it could honestly be worse.

Ray’s behaviour is not a mistake.

A mistake is something that happens once. A mistake is something you do without thinking and end up feeling guilty for, end up apologizing for, end up trying to fix. When has Ray ever apologized to the way he treats Felicity? When has he acknowledged how out of line he had been with her? When has he tried to make amends for using her like one uses a Kleenex?

The answer is, he hasn’t.

Besides, when has Oliver ever used Felicity like she was a doormat? All of Ray’s actions towards Felicity were driven by a self-centered motive, aka get her help on the Atom project. His entire behaviour with her has been shady from the start, and he never is straightforward with her.

When has Oliver lied to Felicity and grossly tried to manipulate her? Sure, he tried to “drop some fairly ridiculous lies on [her]” (direct Felicity quote, in case you were wondering), but she knew they were lies, he knew she knew they were lies, and they left it at that. But not once did he stalk her, or manipulate her to achieve his own means. He always treated her with respect as a person - and if Ray gave Felicity a nice job, and values her skillset, he apparently seems to believe she is the human equivalent of a doormat. Don’t let those flirty lines he threw at her fool you, the whole “you deserve everything in the world” grandiloquent act he pulls - because that is nothing more than his way to get her to do what he wants.

So don’t, for one second, believe you can compare Oliver Queen and Ray Palmer. They are nothing alike.